Disclaimer-I don't own Gravitation or its characters...yet. *evil laughter
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Part I - Welcome Aboard, Matey!
A small English colony rested amidst the trees and mountains along the coast of the ocean. Seagulls cried near the shore, the docks flooded with sailors, merchants, and townsfolk. All of them were relatively cheerful on this bright, sunny morning. Although there were rumors of pirate attacks on nearby villages, so far they hadn't had any trouble from ships with black sails and a flag with a skull and crossbones. Besides, their governor had met the Queen of England herself, and was very loyal to the crown. He provided good protection for their colony.they were safe from pirates and anyone else who decided to try to conquer their village.
A cheerful shout, and a playful shove, before Shuichi found himself face first on the ground, groaning pitifully. His limbs, all at awkward angles, twitched convulsively before he very suddenly recovered from what had seemed to be a spinal injury (his neck had been bent nearly 90 degrees away from the rest of his body) and shook a chibi fist at his friend (a.k.a.-the 'attacker', who had shoved our beloved Shuichi).
The blue haired boy sweat-dropped at Shuichi's quick recovery as he listened to the pink haired menace ramble on about 'I'm going to get my revenge.'. Right. As if Shuichi could actually do anything for himself anyway. Fujisaki sighed and shook his head, turning away from Shuichi and heading towards the docks.
"Hey!" Shuichi ran to catch up with the serious sixteen year old. "I'm not finished! You're not even listening to me!"
Fujisaki rolled his eyes. "Of course not, Shuichi. The only reason I'm here with you now is that your younger sister." he paused to sigh dreamily. "asked me to get you. Now, if you'll actually follow me instead of acting like I nearly killed you, (when in reality, my shove was not nearly as life threatening as your personality) we can go meet with her and then head back to your father's house."
Shuichi sighed and gave up on his threats of revenge, resorting to following Fujisaki towards the port. As they neared the coastline, his younger companion pointed out the newest arrival. Shuichi's eyes widened as he looked up.and up.and up... "Whoa." he commented, his neck stretched to its extremes as he stood beside the massive ship, still unable to see the tip of the mast. "Isn't she a beauty?"
"Aye, that she is." A new voice stated. Shuichi turned slowly, lowering his gaze from the heights of the sails to the man standing beside them on the dock, who lifted his three cornered hat from his head and bowed to the two youths. "Let me introduce myself." He said, his voice smooth and calming. "Captain Hiro, of this here vessel. We be arriving this glorious morning with a shipment of cloths for the gov' 'imself. Can you point me in 'is direction, young lads?"
Shuichi nodded, licking suddenly dry lips. "My father lives in the mansion at the top of the hill." He said, pointing towards his house. "I could take you there, if you'd like"
Hiro smiled warmly at the shorter boy. "Then you be the gov's daughter? Now why's a pretty little lady like yourself all dressed up in men's clothes?"
Shuichi practically growled, eyes narrowing dangerously and chibi fists forming at his sides. Fujisaki watched his quivering friend calmly, sighing softly. "Shuichi is a not a girl." He explained to the foreign Hiro. "He's the governor's son."
Hiro's eyes widened considerably. "Ye don't say.well then, Shuichi, lead on to yer father's home."
Shuichi, still fuming, turned and stalked off towards his house, Fujisaki protesting wildly. "We're supposed to be meeting your sister!" he exclaimed as he trailed after the pink haired youth. "Couldn't you just give him directions?"
Shuichi rounded on his friend, glaring daggers. "Why don't YOU go meet with my sister, and tell her that I am occupied at the moment?"
Fujisaki cringed at Shuichi's glare, and, not willing to further anger the youth, set off at a trot to find the boy's younger sister.
Now that Hiro had seen the 'angry Shuichi', he wasn't sure whether he should be following the youth towards his house or perhaps jumping back onto his boat and sailing to the other end of the world...however, he suppressed the urge to flee, and managed to stay calm enough to force himself to fall into step beside the Governor's dau- son. Governor's son. A strange sort of excitement rippled through the sailor as he followed the shorter youth. They had to be about the same age.but Shuichi looked so much younger. And his hair was.pink! That just wasn't normal.although Hiro had never been one to enjoy anything normal. No, he felt a strange attraction to this boy, and wasn't sure whether that was a good thing or not.
Stifling a sigh, Hiro realized that his chances with Shuichi were slim to none. After all, he was merely a sailor, and had little chances with the governor's *daughter*, never mind his son.
Shuichi grinned as they neared his house, his short term memory relieving him of troubling thoughts as he (easily) forgot that Hiro had thought him to be female. "You're bringing cloths for my father?" He asked, almost shyly.
Hiro nodded with a soft smile. "Yes. They come from England, from the Queen."
Shuichi's violet eyes widened. "Really? So then, you have met the queen?"
Hiro shook his head. "No. My father sent me on this trip as captain of one of his boats. I have never met the queen, but my father has. I shall be returning to England after I have delivered the cloths."
"Oh." Shuichi replied, suddenly quiet and withdrawn. He didn't know why, but he was sad to hear that the burgundy haired sailor would be leaving soon.
Their conversation was cut off as Shuichi stopped in front of his house, hand on the doorknob. Donning a bright smile, he turned to Hiro. "It was nice to meet you, captain. Perhaps our paths shall cross in the future."
Hiro grinned back, ruffling the shorter boy's hair. "Perhaps they shall. I certainly hope so."
Shuichi nodded, and then opened the door. He notified the maid that Hiro wanted to speak with his father, and then waved goodbye to the foreigner as he took off at a run to find Fujisaki and his sister.
Hiro's hand lifted in a semi-wave in response to Shuichi's energetic one as the pink haired youth disappeared from sight. Sighing softly, he turned, smiled politely at the maid, and then let her lead him towards the governor's office.
She opened the door and he stepped past her, entering the room. He bowed deeply as soon as he reached the middle of said room, and the governor (who was standing at the window) turned to face him. "Mornin' gov." Hiro said semi-cheerfully, straightening from his bow and replacing his hat on his head.
Shuichi's father nodded in acknowledgement to Hiro's presence. "Good morning, captain. What can I do for you?"
*~*
Darkness slowly crept over the cheerful colony, ships idle at their docks in the calm of the evening, gentle waves lapping against the shoreline. Shuichi snuggled deep within the comfort of his cozy bed, quickly falling into a deep sleep with thoughts of a burgundy haired sailor and ships out to sea on grand adventures...
Now, before we go on we need to realize that Shuichi is a very deep sleeper (very, very, very deep sleeper). And so, when the canons started going off, it failed to wake him up.
And the canons *were* going off...very loudly and repeatedly. Black sails billowed in an increasing wind, smoke rising in the air as shouts of conquest rose above the blasts of the weapons on the ship. Skull and cross bones contrasted against their dark background, the flag promising destruction...and Shuichi slept through it all.
That was, until two of the vermin stormed into his room brandishing swords.
He awoke with a jolt as a hand closed around his neck, purple eyes widening in fear as he gasped for breath, struggling against the iron grip.
"Me thinks we found 'er, matey..."
Shuichi struggled to make some sort of sound, two butt-ugly pirates filling his line of vision. They were missing teeth and looked as if they need a bath...or two...or maybe even three...
However, thoughts of baths were quickly pushed from his mind as their conversation continued.
"She's got looks enough to be the gov's daughter..." The second filthy pirate agreed with the first, licking his lips hungrily.
"C'mon, we'll bring 'er to the cap'n."
The second agreed for again, this time in the form of a grunt, quickly gagging Shuichi and tying his hands to his sides. The poor boy didn't get a chance to get a word in edgewise, his eyes filled with dread as he was carted out of his house over the shoulder of one of the pirates (much like a sac of potatoes).
*~*
Honey yellow eyes surveyed the scene ahead of them, a content smirk clearly etched on thin lips. Blonde hair was caressed by a gentle sea breeze, pale skin even lighter against the dark red of the man's clothes. A black, three cornered hat rested atop his head, a wide feather dangling delicately from the back. Strong hands controlled the boat beneath him, a fine ship that swayed softly on the waves...black sails looming against the pre-dawn lit sky.
The ship sailed away from a mass of smoke and rubble left on the shore...what used to be a prospering colony had been reduced to ashes. Another conquest of a captain and his crew of fine pirates...
The blonde's smirk widened, fine pirates indeed...but his moment of satisfaction and amusement was ruined as two of his men approached from behind. "What do you want?" He demanded, eyes narrowing into a glare.
"Aye, cap'n Yuki, we've found the gov's daughter fer ye...are we to be leavin' 'er in yer cabin?"
Yuki raised his eyebrow at the struggling form who was currently glaring daggers at him. He was sure that if the gag hadn't been in place more than a few insults would have been thrown his way.
"Welcome aboard, milady." He stated casually, again with a smirk on his lips. "Yes, leave her in my cabin, boys."
"Aye, aye, cap'n!" they chorused, trooping off to deposit a struggling Shuichi.
Yuki turned his attention back to steering his ship. He had the strange, foreboding feeling that this trip was about to get a lot louder...
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TBC...
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Part I - Welcome Aboard, Matey!
A small English colony rested amidst the trees and mountains along the coast of the ocean. Seagulls cried near the shore, the docks flooded with sailors, merchants, and townsfolk. All of them were relatively cheerful on this bright, sunny morning. Although there were rumors of pirate attacks on nearby villages, so far they hadn't had any trouble from ships with black sails and a flag with a skull and crossbones. Besides, their governor had met the Queen of England herself, and was very loyal to the crown. He provided good protection for their colony.they were safe from pirates and anyone else who decided to try to conquer their village.
A cheerful shout, and a playful shove, before Shuichi found himself face first on the ground, groaning pitifully. His limbs, all at awkward angles, twitched convulsively before he very suddenly recovered from what had seemed to be a spinal injury (his neck had been bent nearly 90 degrees away from the rest of his body) and shook a chibi fist at his friend (a.k.a.-the 'attacker', who had shoved our beloved Shuichi).
The blue haired boy sweat-dropped at Shuichi's quick recovery as he listened to the pink haired menace ramble on about 'I'm going to get my revenge.'. Right. As if Shuichi could actually do anything for himself anyway. Fujisaki sighed and shook his head, turning away from Shuichi and heading towards the docks.
"Hey!" Shuichi ran to catch up with the serious sixteen year old. "I'm not finished! You're not even listening to me!"
Fujisaki rolled his eyes. "Of course not, Shuichi. The only reason I'm here with you now is that your younger sister." he paused to sigh dreamily. "asked me to get you. Now, if you'll actually follow me instead of acting like I nearly killed you, (when in reality, my shove was not nearly as life threatening as your personality) we can go meet with her and then head back to your father's house."
Shuichi sighed and gave up on his threats of revenge, resorting to following Fujisaki towards the port. As they neared the coastline, his younger companion pointed out the newest arrival. Shuichi's eyes widened as he looked up.and up.and up... "Whoa." he commented, his neck stretched to its extremes as he stood beside the massive ship, still unable to see the tip of the mast. "Isn't she a beauty?"
"Aye, that she is." A new voice stated. Shuichi turned slowly, lowering his gaze from the heights of the sails to the man standing beside them on the dock, who lifted his three cornered hat from his head and bowed to the two youths. "Let me introduce myself." He said, his voice smooth and calming. "Captain Hiro, of this here vessel. We be arriving this glorious morning with a shipment of cloths for the gov' 'imself. Can you point me in 'is direction, young lads?"
Shuichi nodded, licking suddenly dry lips. "My father lives in the mansion at the top of the hill." He said, pointing towards his house. "I could take you there, if you'd like"
Hiro smiled warmly at the shorter boy. "Then you be the gov's daughter? Now why's a pretty little lady like yourself all dressed up in men's clothes?"
Shuichi practically growled, eyes narrowing dangerously and chibi fists forming at his sides. Fujisaki watched his quivering friend calmly, sighing softly. "Shuichi is a not a girl." He explained to the foreign Hiro. "He's the governor's son."
Hiro's eyes widened considerably. "Ye don't say.well then, Shuichi, lead on to yer father's home."
Shuichi, still fuming, turned and stalked off towards his house, Fujisaki protesting wildly. "We're supposed to be meeting your sister!" he exclaimed as he trailed after the pink haired youth. "Couldn't you just give him directions?"
Shuichi rounded on his friend, glaring daggers. "Why don't YOU go meet with my sister, and tell her that I am occupied at the moment?"
Fujisaki cringed at Shuichi's glare, and, not willing to further anger the youth, set off at a trot to find the boy's younger sister.
Now that Hiro had seen the 'angry Shuichi', he wasn't sure whether he should be following the youth towards his house or perhaps jumping back onto his boat and sailing to the other end of the world...however, he suppressed the urge to flee, and managed to stay calm enough to force himself to fall into step beside the Governor's dau- son. Governor's son. A strange sort of excitement rippled through the sailor as he followed the shorter youth. They had to be about the same age.but Shuichi looked so much younger. And his hair was.pink! That just wasn't normal.although Hiro had never been one to enjoy anything normal. No, he felt a strange attraction to this boy, and wasn't sure whether that was a good thing or not.
Stifling a sigh, Hiro realized that his chances with Shuichi were slim to none. After all, he was merely a sailor, and had little chances with the governor's *daughter*, never mind his son.
Shuichi grinned as they neared his house, his short term memory relieving him of troubling thoughts as he (easily) forgot that Hiro had thought him to be female. "You're bringing cloths for my father?" He asked, almost shyly.
Hiro nodded with a soft smile. "Yes. They come from England, from the Queen."
Shuichi's violet eyes widened. "Really? So then, you have met the queen?"
Hiro shook his head. "No. My father sent me on this trip as captain of one of his boats. I have never met the queen, but my father has. I shall be returning to England after I have delivered the cloths."
"Oh." Shuichi replied, suddenly quiet and withdrawn. He didn't know why, but he was sad to hear that the burgundy haired sailor would be leaving soon.
Their conversation was cut off as Shuichi stopped in front of his house, hand on the doorknob. Donning a bright smile, he turned to Hiro. "It was nice to meet you, captain. Perhaps our paths shall cross in the future."
Hiro grinned back, ruffling the shorter boy's hair. "Perhaps they shall. I certainly hope so."
Shuichi nodded, and then opened the door. He notified the maid that Hiro wanted to speak with his father, and then waved goodbye to the foreigner as he took off at a run to find Fujisaki and his sister.
Hiro's hand lifted in a semi-wave in response to Shuichi's energetic one as the pink haired youth disappeared from sight. Sighing softly, he turned, smiled politely at the maid, and then let her lead him towards the governor's office.
She opened the door and he stepped past her, entering the room. He bowed deeply as soon as he reached the middle of said room, and the governor (who was standing at the window) turned to face him. "Mornin' gov." Hiro said semi-cheerfully, straightening from his bow and replacing his hat on his head.
Shuichi's father nodded in acknowledgement to Hiro's presence. "Good morning, captain. What can I do for you?"
*~*
Darkness slowly crept over the cheerful colony, ships idle at their docks in the calm of the evening, gentle waves lapping against the shoreline. Shuichi snuggled deep within the comfort of his cozy bed, quickly falling into a deep sleep with thoughts of a burgundy haired sailor and ships out to sea on grand adventures...
Now, before we go on we need to realize that Shuichi is a very deep sleeper (very, very, very deep sleeper). And so, when the canons started going off, it failed to wake him up.
And the canons *were* going off...very loudly and repeatedly. Black sails billowed in an increasing wind, smoke rising in the air as shouts of conquest rose above the blasts of the weapons on the ship. Skull and cross bones contrasted against their dark background, the flag promising destruction...and Shuichi slept through it all.
That was, until two of the vermin stormed into his room brandishing swords.
He awoke with a jolt as a hand closed around his neck, purple eyes widening in fear as he gasped for breath, struggling against the iron grip.
"Me thinks we found 'er, matey..."
Shuichi struggled to make some sort of sound, two butt-ugly pirates filling his line of vision. They were missing teeth and looked as if they need a bath...or two...or maybe even three...
However, thoughts of baths were quickly pushed from his mind as their conversation continued.
"She's got looks enough to be the gov's daughter..." The second filthy pirate agreed with the first, licking his lips hungrily.
"C'mon, we'll bring 'er to the cap'n."
The second agreed for again, this time in the form of a grunt, quickly gagging Shuichi and tying his hands to his sides. The poor boy didn't get a chance to get a word in edgewise, his eyes filled with dread as he was carted out of his house over the shoulder of one of the pirates (much like a sac of potatoes).
*~*
Honey yellow eyes surveyed the scene ahead of them, a content smirk clearly etched on thin lips. Blonde hair was caressed by a gentle sea breeze, pale skin even lighter against the dark red of the man's clothes. A black, three cornered hat rested atop his head, a wide feather dangling delicately from the back. Strong hands controlled the boat beneath him, a fine ship that swayed softly on the waves...black sails looming against the pre-dawn lit sky.
The ship sailed away from a mass of smoke and rubble left on the shore...what used to be a prospering colony had been reduced to ashes. Another conquest of a captain and his crew of fine pirates...
The blonde's smirk widened, fine pirates indeed...but his moment of satisfaction and amusement was ruined as two of his men approached from behind. "What do you want?" He demanded, eyes narrowing into a glare.
"Aye, cap'n Yuki, we've found the gov's daughter fer ye...are we to be leavin' 'er in yer cabin?"
Yuki raised his eyebrow at the struggling form who was currently glaring daggers at him. He was sure that if the gag hadn't been in place more than a few insults would have been thrown his way.
"Welcome aboard, milady." He stated casually, again with a smirk on his lips. "Yes, leave her in my cabin, boys."
"Aye, aye, cap'n!" they chorused, trooping off to deposit a struggling Shuichi.
Yuki turned his attention back to steering his ship. He had the strange, foreboding feeling that this trip was about to get a lot louder...
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TBC...