Secretly, for a time after our first meeting, me and the young pirate captain continued to meet in secret on the beach, chasing each other and playing together in games of hide and seek. Before I realized it, and I'm pretty sure before he realized it too we were friends, best friends. The boy didn't scare me anymore, and he quit picking on me as much, though there were obvious problems with the friendship that we never talking about, never really thought about. We both knew that one day, when his ship was fixed, he would have to leave. The pirate had never brought this up before, but I knew it was true, but I never brought it up either because I didn't want to upset him, or make him realize how much I would miss him.

When it happened, finally, I think I sort of knew it was happening. My friend (I knew I could call him that now) had less of a bravado then usual, something just seemed altogether wrong. He told me with a serious, but slightly sad face, that his ship was repaired, and that they would be leaving when night fell. What he asked then was what made it feel as if I'd been shot.

"Will you come with me?"

"I cant…"

"Why not?"

"I'm not much of a pirate."

"I'll teach you!"

"What about my family?"

That caused my friend to pause for a moment, and study my obviously torn face, he could tell it was just as serious a question as his. I wanted to go with him, go with my friend, continue having fun days together. But I had my family to go home to, who would worry about me, and would be vehement about me going and becoming a pirate. All the times we'd played together, once he'd asked if he could come to my house, and he'd guessed the answer from the frightened look on my face. My parents hated pirates, if they'd found out about him, they'd have done something…drastic.

Suddenly, he clasped my hands in his, and his look changed.

"What about when you grow up? Will you come with me then?" He asked, hope in his voice, and I had to blink at the sudden question, but I nodded without hesitation.

"Yeah, I'll stay here for when you come back." I said, a grin coming to my face "You better come back, if you don't I wont forgive you." He grinned.

"By the time I come back, I'll be a famous pirate, so famous that whenever I do something, you'll hear about it, I'll have the largest bounty ever and be the most feared pirate on the seas." He said confidently, letting go of my hands and taking a proud stance, I had to laugh.

We played for the rest of the day, tag was the game of choice that day, and it seemed for awhile that nothing was different then any other day. I couldn't catch him without tricking him somehow, and he always caught me unless he was purposely holding back. We continued like this until it started going down, and the sun started going down beneath the sea, when we stood and faced each other on the sand for the last time in awhile.

"Take care." I said, smiling, trying to at least send him off with a smile. He nodded, and started to walk away. I caught his arm and hade him turn around, catching him in a hug that obviously surprised him, but he hugged me back anyways. Pulling back, I dug through my pockets and pulled out something he recognized, it was what he'd stolen from me when we first met.

"This is my lucky charm, you better bring that back to me!" I demanded, shoving it into his hands without waiting for a question on the subject. After a moment, he clutched his hand around it and shot me a confident smile.

"I promise."

He left for his ship after that, and from the spot on the beach where he'd left me, I saw the ship sail off big and imposing. It would be years until we would see each other again.

The door opened into the captain's quarters, stirring Kin enough to glare at Crow who had interrupted the story Seto was telling them. Hoshi had long since fallen asleep on Seto's good leg, and the person in question looked up and blinked at Crow when he came in.

"Hey Crow." He greeted smiling, closing the copy of Pirate's Isle he'd stolen from crow's bookshelf and setting it on the nightstand. It was well into the afternoon, but with his leg, even though it'd been a few days, Crow was wary to let him be walking around on it and insisted he stay in bed. He'd gotten bored, though.

Crow sent him a soft grin and walked over and sat on the bed, careful of the cats who were dozing there as well. "How you feeling?" He asked, for about the third time that day, and Seto sighed quietly.

"I told you, I'm fine today." He said, a slight whine in his voice "You really need to go out and run the ship, I'm not going to die, I promise." Doc had been and out over the last few days as well, and had removed some of the bandages on the smaller injuries. The scratches and bruises were mostly healed, and the bandages were off of his head now, though the doctor told him to tell him immediately if something felt off. His ribs were more or less a dull pain, and his leg only bothered him if he moved it wrong. Crow shot him a look.

"I am running the ship, but I'm in charge of your health, so I have to come check up on you." He stated, crossing his arms in a defiant manner. Seto sighed again, shaking his head. Crow grinned slightly and leaned over, giving Seto a peck on the cheek before standing up in a slightly dramatic manner.

"Well then! I shall check up on you again later." Crow said and started for the door, before pausing and digging through one of his giant pockets. He tossed what he pulled out at Seto, who caught it clumsily in his hands, shooting Crow a confused look before looking it over.

"A book?" He asked, running his hands over the smooth leather cover.

"Kind of, it's more like a diary. It's all blank, there's a pen in the nightstand drawer." Crow explained, shrugging "I figured you'd be getting bored, and found that setting around, it's all blank. You know how to write, right? That's what you basically that's what it's for, you can write down thoughts and stuff, or just random things." He stopped, catching Seto giving him an odd look. "What?"

"You seem to know a lot about this," Seto said, a small, teasing smile slowly showing on his face "Do you have a diary?" He asked.

"What? Of course not!" Crow scoffed, putting his hands on his hips "I would never have something girly like that. I have a Captain's Log, much cooler than a diary." He stated. Seto chuckled quietly. "Anyways, I have to head back up the upper deck, I'll be back down later." The pirate said hurriedly, walking out of his room and closing the door behind him quickly.

Seto smiled, amused, and flipped through the blank book, looking at the pages.

Just saying right now, I'm NOT a medical expert, nor would I claim to be one, so as of the moment I'm relying on Ask and other search engines to make sure I'm moderately correct in how Seto gets better (for sake of time, and plot development, Seto has a small hairline fracture in his leg).

I finally figured out how I wanna proceed into the next arc, so hopefully I'll be doing good on updating for awhile (again, no immediate promises on that…).

Though as for this little mini chapter, it's mainly for myself and humor. Myself, because I like keeping Pirate Isle involved, and just because picking on Crow is fun~ You can probably guess what the next chapter is going to be.

Until next time~ Which I can promise will be son, cause after this one I'm going to work on the next few chapters ^^

~Sleepy ;D