Disclaimer:nope, still didn't get Jack....Swords mine
A/N:*Sigh*....well, romance...here's my feeble attempt...really, the main reason i decided to turn it into romance, is so i could keep writing it a little bit longer...ive grown fond of Sword, and im having a lot of fun with this story...but i never tried to write romance before, so ill need to hear your opinions, savvy?REVIEWS!!!!!!!(you really have no idea how much them things mean to me!!!)
right now im at a loss as to where this storys really going, since it was supposed to end, but ill just keep writing anyway...its short, because i want to update more often, so itll show up earlier on the lists...so more people will R&R....
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Broken Sword (chapter 5)
Jack, for some strange reason, felt more glad about this death than any other.He knew that once she cried herself out, Sword would be free again, of all that hatred...that her wounds would heal,only the scars would remain.Her mourning song was finished, and she stood silently there for minutes.
He gently nudged the still silent girl, then, shooting a quick grin and a shrug at the gathered onlookers, he finally put a careful arm around the young pirate lightly, and led her out of the town.Neither of them talked or looked at eachother, and Jack could feel her fitting herself into his arm to be closer to him, no doubt needing comfort.He had his second personal surprise that day when he felt how good it was to have her so close.Why that was, he thought, will come to him later.
He was too busy soaking up everything around him.It was now getting dark, and they were getting cloce to the beach.The smell of the fresh sea breeze and this girl by his side seemed to make him unexplainably happy....Even if the girl was quietly crying...which deep down, though he didn't know it, also hurt him unexplainably bad.
He sat her down under a palm tree, and it reminded him of the first time they met.He sat next to her and she, without a word, hid her face in the material of his shirt, and continued to cry, now at least starting to sob.
On the outside, Jack tried to look annoyed and impatient, but he pulled the girl closer, wanting to give her all the comfort he can.How different it was this time, than when they first talked...how much he has grown to care for that pathetic, tired looking girl...
Then he remembered...she *was* a girl...how could he have mistaken this affection he feels for her as the love of a father?And now that she got her strenght back, she was strong and , Jack had to admit, quite pretty.
But he has never felt this for any woman...what was it?
While he sat and wondered about this...thoroughly confused, he didn't notice as Sword's sobs slowly died away.Only when she moved her head to the side a little, and adjusted her clinging arms around him, did he feel that she was very carefully bringing her head up, and their eyes met.
"I'm too weak to be a pirate...I deserved to loose me ship, didn't I?"she whispered.
Jack softly patted her back."Yeh were one o' the best Captains aroun'..."he said, wondering how much comfort that honestly meant, yet plain comment would cause to the girl.But she was too good for that bloody crew, he thought."What was that song?" He asked he quietly, having nothing better to say.
"A traveler taught it to me when I was six, and I sang it with me crew whenever we sunk a ship, or killed everyone on board.It's about a pirate ship, whos crew all died fighting.It became our mourning song..."she said.
"Yeh be a'ihgt, love?"He asked, noticing that her voice was steady, and calm.
She smiled a very slight smile, to assure him."Aye...jus' 'ope I can stay with yer crew...I love me place there...I'm really glad we met..."she said, looking down, knowing pirates were not supposed to talk like that, embarassed of her weakness.
Jack might just have been having difficulty seeing her in the moonlight, but he thought he could see her blush.He reached a hand gently under her chin, and made her look at him, meaning that gesture to tell her that she should not be ashamed of herself, but his hand unconciously slipped further, making their lips meet softly.Even he was surprised at why that happened.
Jack, of course, had kissed countless women, but now he felt a strange sensation.Something he has not felt since his first kiss, which was so long ago, he barely remembered.Never since then did kissing mean anything to him...it was what came after...Maybe it was because the young girl's lips were so soft and inexperienced. He could feel that only instinct made her go along with the kiss.
But as his hands reached around her waist, she pulled away abruptly.In her eyes he could see the same innocent terror he did when he first tried to place his hand on her shoulder.
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A/N:*Sigh*....well, romance...here's my feeble attempt...really, the main reason i decided to turn it into romance, is so i could keep writing it a little bit longer...ive grown fond of Sword, and im having a lot of fun with this story...but i never tried to write romance before, so ill need to hear your opinions, savvy?REVIEWS!!!!!!!(you really have no idea how much them things mean to me!!!)
right now im at a loss as to where this storys really going, since it was supposed to end, but ill just keep writing anyway...its short, because i want to update more often, so itll show up earlier on the lists...so more people will R&R....
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Broken Sword (chapter 5)
Jack, for some strange reason, felt more glad about this death than any other.He knew that once she cried herself out, Sword would be free again, of all that hatred...that her wounds would heal,only the scars would remain.Her mourning song was finished, and she stood silently there for minutes.
He gently nudged the still silent girl, then, shooting a quick grin and a shrug at the gathered onlookers, he finally put a careful arm around the young pirate lightly, and led her out of the town.Neither of them talked or looked at eachother, and Jack could feel her fitting herself into his arm to be closer to him, no doubt needing comfort.He had his second personal surprise that day when he felt how good it was to have her so close.Why that was, he thought, will come to him later.
He was too busy soaking up everything around him.It was now getting dark, and they were getting cloce to the beach.The smell of the fresh sea breeze and this girl by his side seemed to make him unexplainably happy....Even if the girl was quietly crying...which deep down, though he didn't know it, also hurt him unexplainably bad.
He sat her down under a palm tree, and it reminded him of the first time they met.He sat next to her and she, without a word, hid her face in the material of his shirt, and continued to cry, now at least starting to sob.
On the outside, Jack tried to look annoyed and impatient, but he pulled the girl closer, wanting to give her all the comfort he can.How different it was this time, than when they first talked...how much he has grown to care for that pathetic, tired looking girl...
Then he remembered...she *was* a girl...how could he have mistaken this affection he feels for her as the love of a father?And now that she got her strenght back, she was strong and , Jack had to admit, quite pretty.
But he has never felt this for any woman...what was it?
While he sat and wondered about this...thoroughly confused, he didn't notice as Sword's sobs slowly died away.Only when she moved her head to the side a little, and adjusted her clinging arms around him, did he feel that she was very carefully bringing her head up, and their eyes met.
"I'm too weak to be a pirate...I deserved to loose me ship, didn't I?"she whispered.
Jack softly patted her back."Yeh were one o' the best Captains aroun'..."he said, wondering how much comfort that honestly meant, yet plain comment would cause to the girl.But she was too good for that bloody crew, he thought."What was that song?" He asked he quietly, having nothing better to say.
"A traveler taught it to me when I was six, and I sang it with me crew whenever we sunk a ship, or killed everyone on board.It's about a pirate ship, whos crew all died fighting.It became our mourning song..."she said.
"Yeh be a'ihgt, love?"He asked, noticing that her voice was steady, and calm.
She smiled a very slight smile, to assure him."Aye...jus' 'ope I can stay with yer crew...I love me place there...I'm really glad we met..."she said, looking down, knowing pirates were not supposed to talk like that, embarassed of her weakness.
Jack might just have been having difficulty seeing her in the moonlight, but he thought he could see her blush.He reached a hand gently under her chin, and made her look at him, meaning that gesture to tell her that she should not be ashamed of herself, but his hand unconciously slipped further, making their lips meet softly.Even he was surprised at why that happened.
Jack, of course, had kissed countless women, but now he felt a strange sensation.Something he has not felt since his first kiss, which was so long ago, he barely remembered.Never since then did kissing mean anything to him...it was what came after...Maybe it was because the young girl's lips were so soft and inexperienced. He could feel that only instinct made her go along with the kiss.
But as his hands reached around her waist, she pulled away abruptly.In her eyes he could see the same innocent terror he did when he first tried to place his hand on her shoulder.
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