*glances around nervously* What's this? I'm actually updating? *gasp*
Thank you so much to all the people who have egged me on to get this thing going again. ^_^ I wouldn't be here without all of your pushing and prodding!
Disclaimer- *sighs* no, I haven't taken over the world yet, and therefore I do not own gravitation or PotC *sighs again* so sad!
IMPORTANT SIDE NOTE: Noriko is NOT the girl that Fujisaki was fawning over in the last chapter. That will all be explained in time...please be patient with me!
*~*
Captain Yuki and the Curse of the Black Lagoon
Part II - Man overboard!
Shuichi did not like boats.
At all.
Even if he *had* been living on a seashore colony, and even if he *did* enjoy looking at them...he had refused to step foot on one of these blasted contraptions. And now, here he was, sitting in the captain's quarters of a very large boat that was swaying the waves as they sailed away from his home.
But he had a reason for not liking boats. Two reasons, to be more exact. Firstly, he didn't know how to swim and was terrified of the water. Secondly...he got seasick. *Very* seasick.
He moaned softly, one hand clutching his stomach as he suppressed the urge to relieve his stomach of its contents. His face was slightly green, and his eyes were screwed shut in pain. No, Shuichi did not like boats.
As it was, he didn't see the curious face that peeked at him through the Captain's door window. Dark blue eyes glinted mischievously, shaggy wind tousled brown hair falling delicately into his eyes. A red pirate bandanna held most of his bangs back, but some of them had managed to escape. Around his neck hung a shark-tooth necklace and he was wearing a ratty shirt and baggy pants that fell short ten inches above the ground. His feet were bare, and the daggers hidden within his clothing would have been plentiful enough to slay an entire army of Englishmen. However, our dear friend Shuichi was oblivious to the mischief maker as he wallowed in self pity and seasickness.
As it was, he didn't hear the door open softly, and he didn't hear the boy making his way towards him, and he didn't hear the excited breathing...until it was too late, of course.
Violet eyes peeked open as a little shiver coursed down his spine...you know, the kind of shiver you get when you feel like you're being watched. Well, Shuichi's eyes opened to meet an intense dark blue...small pink lips parting slightly in a gasp before the serious expression of the pirate passed and he grinned widely.
"HI!" the boy cried, waving enthusiastically.
Shuichi could swear that the guy just dropped twenty years.
Thirty, even.
Upon lack of response from the foreigner, the pirate frowned, eyebrows creasing in deep thought as he reached out a finger to prod Shuichi's nose. "You *is* alive, isn't you?"
"Ryuichi..." A strong voice commanded from the doorway.
Shuichi looked up to see the pirate captain that had sent him to these chambers the night before. He shivered slightly as he regarded the man's calm, cool expression...and his honey eyes looked *very* menacing. His thoughts were distracted, however, as the pirate on top of him spoke again.
The kid pirate's lower lip trembled as he scooted away from Shuichi "Am I in trouble?" He asked, with his voice soft and innocent enough to distract an entire English army.
The Captain sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he stepped into the room. "You will be if I ever catch you in here again. Leave. Now."
Ryuichi gave an a frightened noise as he made his way across the room quite quickly, slipping past the blonde and into the open air. "Apologies, cap'n!" He cried before he disappeared from Shuichi's sight.
Yuki sighed again, closing the door behind him as he walked towards the table in the centre of the room. Shuichi was surprised that the older man didn't stumble. The room was practically spinning in his eyes, and the gentle swaying didn't help much.
As the captain poured himself a glass of red wine, he turned his golden gaze on the green faced prisoner, a soft smirk resting on his lips. "Well then..." he said, lifting the delicate glass to his lips. "Can I get you anything to drink, miss?"
That was Yuki's first mistake.
Shuichi lowered his head, covering his furious eyes with his pink bangs as he got unsteadily to his feet, leaning on the wall. "First of all..." He started. "I'm not a *miss*," he growled.
The captain raised an eyebrow. "Well then, you're already married?"
Shuichi's head snapped up. "I would think not!"
Yuki took a step back in surprise at the repressed anger radiating off of the girl, her eyes daring to glare daggers. However, he quickly regained his composure. "Well then, perhaps I should call you a tramp for forgetting your place. You should not be talking back to the captain of any ship, especially-"
Shuichi cut him off mid-sentence. "You had no right to take me from my home! You had no right to *attack* our home! Now my father and my sister are most likely dead, along with my best friend. How could you do this to me?" abruptly, his eyes welled with tears and he slumped back onto the ground, sobbing into the palms of his hands.
Yuki blinked.
That had been a spontaneous mood change.
*~*
Hiro groaned as he made his way up the streets towards the governor's house. It was pretty much the only building far enough away from the water to have been able to avoid the pirate ship's cannons. However, all hopes of seeing a certain pink haired boy were smashed as his eyes landed on the smoking remains of the house. Apparently the crew had managed to set fire to the building.
He slumped to the ground, leaning his back against the gates of the once magnificent house, his gray eyes turning to watch as various people moved around the village. Survivors of the attack gathered up what little belongings were salvageable, before most of them headed for a mountain pass that would lead them to the closest village. Hopefully they would be able to find somewhere to stay...the damage done to this cove was beyond repair.
"Damn pirates" Hiro cursed, hands clenching into fists.
"Agreed" A strained voice replied from beside him.
The sailor's eyes rounded on Fujisaki, who an unconscious young woman in his arms. "Who's she?" Hiro asked, getting to his feet. "And if Shuichi's not with you...I don't suppose you know where he is?"
Fujisaki raised an eyebrow. "For only meeting him once, you seem awfully concerned."
Hiro blushed slightly. "I was simply inquiring because his house has been burned to the ground. We had hoped to meet again."
Fujisaki rolled his eyes. "Well...she survived" He said, motioning at the girl in his arms with a nod of his head. "This is Noriko-chan, one of Shuichi's younger sisters. As for Shuichi...we think he was kidnapped."
Hiro's eyes widened. "Kidnapped?!" He exclaimed.
Fujisaki nodded, starting to walk slowly down a road, motioning for Hiro to follow. "I'm taking Noriko-chan to see the doctor, if he's still here. Come with me and I'll explain the situation on the way."
Hiro nodded dumbly, silently following Fujisaki as the younger boy made his way through the ruined village.
*~*
Deciding to be a gentleman (well, as much of a gentleman as he can be, considering he kidnapped a lady with the intention of well...you know...various methods of seduceage) Yuki crouched in front of Shuichi, gently lifting his chin with two slender fingers, brushing away stray tears with his other hand. "Fear not, milady" He said softly, closing in on those oh so pink lips. "You are in no immediate danger"
Shuichi's eyes widened as the captain kissed him softly, and for several moments he didn't move. But when Yuki tried to pull away, he instantly closed his eyes and leaned closer to the older man.
The captain smirked softly and drew away anyways, ignoring Shuichi's attempt to respond to his touch. He swiftly stood, (ignoring the feel of dizziness you get when you stand up too fast) and lifted his wine glass to his lips again. "What is your name?"
"Shuichi" The pink haired boy replied, getting to his feet as well (though still leaning on the wall). With his free hand, he adjusted his night- robes, scuffling his bare feet across the cold wooden floor. "I don't suppose you have any clothes I could borrow?"
Yuki ran the name over in his head a few times, deciding he liked it (though he wasn't sure if it sounded much like a girl's name). Sighing softly, he made his way over to a trunk, from which he pulled out a dress. "the only woman's clothes we have on board, I'm afraid" he apologized, turning back towards a now fuming Shuichi.
"I. Am. Not. A. WOMAN!" Shuichi cried out furiously, pronouncing each word as clearly as was possible as his hands balled into fists.
Yuki gaped.
Shuichi was kidding, right?
For the first time in true honesty, golden eyes raked over the thin frame, the small hips, and the suddenly very much pronounced flat chest.
For the love of God...why had he not noticed earlier? And now he'd gone and kissed the boy?!
Growling with barely repressed anger, Yuki threw the dress onto his small bed, grabbed Shuichi by his elbow in a bruising grip, and (ignoring the boy's cries of pain) stormed out of his cabin and thundered across the deck, heading towards two pirates.
*~*
Aizawa sensed danger.
Immediate danger.
Warily he turned around, eyes widening in fear and his body tensing as he cowered beneath a golden glare. "C-cap'n..." He said, voice wavering.
Yuki's glare darkened. "Explain *this*" He growled, shoving Shuichi forward and tearing off his nightgown.
Shuichi eeped, barely managing to catch the torn cloth and clutch it around his nether regions...but the damage was done. His chest was exposed.
Aizawa gulped nervously. "Er...who we brought ya, it ain't the gov's daughter?"
"No, it *ain't*" Yuki replied forcefully, fixing his glare on Shuichi, as if it were his fault (somehow) that he had not been born female.
Aizawa and his companion both turned to lock their glares on the pink haired boy as well.
Shuichi took two steps back under the stress their accusing eyes, stopping abruptly as his back hit the railing of the ship. He glanced over his shoulder and gulped softly. Behind him, the water lapped gently against the side of the boat as the ship cut its way through the murky waters.
Nervously, he turned back to face the three pirates, who looked about ready to make him walk the plank. He clutched helplessly at the torn material hiding the area below his waistline, his limits nearing their end. His knees were trembling and he could barely stand under the swaying of the boat. He felt like he was going to be sick.
Apparently Shuichi wasn't able to take much more stress. In fact, things started to go downhill when the ship's parrot landed on his bare shoulder.
The poor boy jumped so high that he stumbled backwards upon his descent, eyes wide with fear as he fell over the short railing and with a resounding splash hit the water below.
Yuki and Aizawa exchanged a glance as Aizawa's companion rushed over to the side of the ship. "Uh, cap'n?" He said, eyes wide. "Me doesn't think 'e knows how ter swim..."
*~*~*~*~*
There you go, finally! The next chapter. Sorry for the long waits between updates, but I had a lot of thinking to do on this chappie...where to put people and such...
Anywho, my apologies again. Please forgive me!
Thank you so much to all the people who have egged me on to get this thing going again. ^_^ I wouldn't be here without all of your pushing and prodding!
Disclaimer- *sighs* no, I haven't taken over the world yet, and therefore I do not own gravitation or PotC *sighs again* so sad!
IMPORTANT SIDE NOTE: Noriko is NOT the girl that Fujisaki was fawning over in the last chapter. That will all be explained in time...please be patient with me!
*~*
Captain Yuki and the Curse of the Black Lagoon
Part II - Man overboard!
Shuichi did not like boats.
At all.
Even if he *had* been living on a seashore colony, and even if he *did* enjoy looking at them...he had refused to step foot on one of these blasted contraptions. And now, here he was, sitting in the captain's quarters of a very large boat that was swaying the waves as they sailed away from his home.
But he had a reason for not liking boats. Two reasons, to be more exact. Firstly, he didn't know how to swim and was terrified of the water. Secondly...he got seasick. *Very* seasick.
He moaned softly, one hand clutching his stomach as he suppressed the urge to relieve his stomach of its contents. His face was slightly green, and his eyes were screwed shut in pain. No, Shuichi did not like boats.
As it was, he didn't see the curious face that peeked at him through the Captain's door window. Dark blue eyes glinted mischievously, shaggy wind tousled brown hair falling delicately into his eyes. A red pirate bandanna held most of his bangs back, but some of them had managed to escape. Around his neck hung a shark-tooth necklace and he was wearing a ratty shirt and baggy pants that fell short ten inches above the ground. His feet were bare, and the daggers hidden within his clothing would have been plentiful enough to slay an entire army of Englishmen. However, our dear friend Shuichi was oblivious to the mischief maker as he wallowed in self pity and seasickness.
As it was, he didn't hear the door open softly, and he didn't hear the boy making his way towards him, and he didn't hear the excited breathing...until it was too late, of course.
Violet eyes peeked open as a little shiver coursed down his spine...you know, the kind of shiver you get when you feel like you're being watched. Well, Shuichi's eyes opened to meet an intense dark blue...small pink lips parting slightly in a gasp before the serious expression of the pirate passed and he grinned widely.
"HI!" the boy cried, waving enthusiastically.
Shuichi could swear that the guy just dropped twenty years.
Thirty, even.
Upon lack of response from the foreigner, the pirate frowned, eyebrows creasing in deep thought as he reached out a finger to prod Shuichi's nose. "You *is* alive, isn't you?"
"Ryuichi..." A strong voice commanded from the doorway.
Shuichi looked up to see the pirate captain that had sent him to these chambers the night before. He shivered slightly as he regarded the man's calm, cool expression...and his honey eyes looked *very* menacing. His thoughts were distracted, however, as the pirate on top of him spoke again.
The kid pirate's lower lip trembled as he scooted away from Shuichi "Am I in trouble?" He asked, with his voice soft and innocent enough to distract an entire English army.
The Captain sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he stepped into the room. "You will be if I ever catch you in here again. Leave. Now."
Ryuichi gave an a frightened noise as he made his way across the room quite quickly, slipping past the blonde and into the open air. "Apologies, cap'n!" He cried before he disappeared from Shuichi's sight.
Yuki sighed again, closing the door behind him as he walked towards the table in the centre of the room. Shuichi was surprised that the older man didn't stumble. The room was practically spinning in his eyes, and the gentle swaying didn't help much.
As the captain poured himself a glass of red wine, he turned his golden gaze on the green faced prisoner, a soft smirk resting on his lips. "Well then..." he said, lifting the delicate glass to his lips. "Can I get you anything to drink, miss?"
That was Yuki's first mistake.
Shuichi lowered his head, covering his furious eyes with his pink bangs as he got unsteadily to his feet, leaning on the wall. "First of all..." He started. "I'm not a *miss*," he growled.
The captain raised an eyebrow. "Well then, you're already married?"
Shuichi's head snapped up. "I would think not!"
Yuki took a step back in surprise at the repressed anger radiating off of the girl, her eyes daring to glare daggers. However, he quickly regained his composure. "Well then, perhaps I should call you a tramp for forgetting your place. You should not be talking back to the captain of any ship, especially-"
Shuichi cut him off mid-sentence. "You had no right to take me from my home! You had no right to *attack* our home! Now my father and my sister are most likely dead, along with my best friend. How could you do this to me?" abruptly, his eyes welled with tears and he slumped back onto the ground, sobbing into the palms of his hands.
Yuki blinked.
That had been a spontaneous mood change.
*~*
Hiro groaned as he made his way up the streets towards the governor's house. It was pretty much the only building far enough away from the water to have been able to avoid the pirate ship's cannons. However, all hopes of seeing a certain pink haired boy were smashed as his eyes landed on the smoking remains of the house. Apparently the crew had managed to set fire to the building.
He slumped to the ground, leaning his back against the gates of the once magnificent house, his gray eyes turning to watch as various people moved around the village. Survivors of the attack gathered up what little belongings were salvageable, before most of them headed for a mountain pass that would lead them to the closest village. Hopefully they would be able to find somewhere to stay...the damage done to this cove was beyond repair.
"Damn pirates" Hiro cursed, hands clenching into fists.
"Agreed" A strained voice replied from beside him.
The sailor's eyes rounded on Fujisaki, who an unconscious young woman in his arms. "Who's she?" Hiro asked, getting to his feet. "And if Shuichi's not with you...I don't suppose you know where he is?"
Fujisaki raised an eyebrow. "For only meeting him once, you seem awfully concerned."
Hiro blushed slightly. "I was simply inquiring because his house has been burned to the ground. We had hoped to meet again."
Fujisaki rolled his eyes. "Well...she survived" He said, motioning at the girl in his arms with a nod of his head. "This is Noriko-chan, one of Shuichi's younger sisters. As for Shuichi...we think he was kidnapped."
Hiro's eyes widened. "Kidnapped?!" He exclaimed.
Fujisaki nodded, starting to walk slowly down a road, motioning for Hiro to follow. "I'm taking Noriko-chan to see the doctor, if he's still here. Come with me and I'll explain the situation on the way."
Hiro nodded dumbly, silently following Fujisaki as the younger boy made his way through the ruined village.
*~*
Deciding to be a gentleman (well, as much of a gentleman as he can be, considering he kidnapped a lady with the intention of well...you know...various methods of seduceage) Yuki crouched in front of Shuichi, gently lifting his chin with two slender fingers, brushing away stray tears with his other hand. "Fear not, milady" He said softly, closing in on those oh so pink lips. "You are in no immediate danger"
Shuichi's eyes widened as the captain kissed him softly, and for several moments he didn't move. But when Yuki tried to pull away, he instantly closed his eyes and leaned closer to the older man.
The captain smirked softly and drew away anyways, ignoring Shuichi's attempt to respond to his touch. He swiftly stood, (ignoring the feel of dizziness you get when you stand up too fast) and lifted his wine glass to his lips again. "What is your name?"
"Shuichi" The pink haired boy replied, getting to his feet as well (though still leaning on the wall). With his free hand, he adjusted his night- robes, scuffling his bare feet across the cold wooden floor. "I don't suppose you have any clothes I could borrow?"
Yuki ran the name over in his head a few times, deciding he liked it (though he wasn't sure if it sounded much like a girl's name). Sighing softly, he made his way over to a trunk, from which he pulled out a dress. "the only woman's clothes we have on board, I'm afraid" he apologized, turning back towards a now fuming Shuichi.
"I. Am. Not. A. WOMAN!" Shuichi cried out furiously, pronouncing each word as clearly as was possible as his hands balled into fists.
Yuki gaped.
Shuichi was kidding, right?
For the first time in true honesty, golden eyes raked over the thin frame, the small hips, and the suddenly very much pronounced flat chest.
For the love of God...why had he not noticed earlier? And now he'd gone and kissed the boy?!
Growling with barely repressed anger, Yuki threw the dress onto his small bed, grabbed Shuichi by his elbow in a bruising grip, and (ignoring the boy's cries of pain) stormed out of his cabin and thundered across the deck, heading towards two pirates.
*~*
Aizawa sensed danger.
Immediate danger.
Warily he turned around, eyes widening in fear and his body tensing as he cowered beneath a golden glare. "C-cap'n..." He said, voice wavering.
Yuki's glare darkened. "Explain *this*" He growled, shoving Shuichi forward and tearing off his nightgown.
Shuichi eeped, barely managing to catch the torn cloth and clutch it around his nether regions...but the damage was done. His chest was exposed.
Aizawa gulped nervously. "Er...who we brought ya, it ain't the gov's daughter?"
"No, it *ain't*" Yuki replied forcefully, fixing his glare on Shuichi, as if it were his fault (somehow) that he had not been born female.
Aizawa and his companion both turned to lock their glares on the pink haired boy as well.
Shuichi took two steps back under the stress their accusing eyes, stopping abruptly as his back hit the railing of the ship. He glanced over his shoulder and gulped softly. Behind him, the water lapped gently against the side of the boat as the ship cut its way through the murky waters.
Nervously, he turned back to face the three pirates, who looked about ready to make him walk the plank. He clutched helplessly at the torn material hiding the area below his waistline, his limits nearing their end. His knees were trembling and he could barely stand under the swaying of the boat. He felt like he was going to be sick.
Apparently Shuichi wasn't able to take much more stress. In fact, things started to go downhill when the ship's parrot landed on his bare shoulder.
The poor boy jumped so high that he stumbled backwards upon his descent, eyes wide with fear as he fell over the short railing and with a resounding splash hit the water below.
Yuki and Aizawa exchanged a glance as Aizawa's companion rushed over to the side of the ship. "Uh, cap'n?" He said, eyes wide. "Me doesn't think 'e knows how ter swim..."
*~*~*~*~*
There you go, finally! The next chapter. Sorry for the long waits between updates, but I had a lot of thinking to do on this chappie...where to put people and such...
Anywho, my apologies again. Please forgive me!