Hm...yet another monthly update. -.-; Gomen nasai, everyone...Time is hard
to find for writing these days...
Disclaimer: I dun own it. Yet. ) Christmas is coming around again though...
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Captain Yuki and the Curse of the Black Lagoon
Part II - The Search Begins
*~*
It has been mentioned that Shuichi didn't like boats. Well, it just so happens that he didn't much like water either.
And he certainly didn't like being wet.
...Ok, baths didn't count.
So, there he was, sitting back where he'd started (in the captain's cabin), wrapped in some kind of blanket that was rapidly growing soggy due to his near-death experience.
Shuichi didn't like parrots either.
His rescue had consisted of someone tossing him a rope, and then they'd hauled him over the side of the ship. Heaven knows how he'd managed to hold on. There had been much laughter when he'd been dropped, soaking, onto the deck (and looking rather sour indeed). His torn nightgown had been lost to the ocean...and so, Shuichi had been pulled out of the water in all of his glory, not to mention shivering violently.
He'd been quickly transported back to the captain's cabin, and right now he was sitting in the centre of the medium-soft mattress...He hadn't seen this 'Yuki' character since he'd gone overboard.
His violet eyes were fixed in a glare on the opposite wall. He wasn't even looking at the parrot that was sitting on its perch. Stupid parrot.
The Governor's son was not pleased, to say the least.
"They could have at least given me some clothes..." Shuichi muttered darkly under his breath, his death-glare never wavering. Heaven help the crew if the wall caught fire.
*~*
Yuki's own glare was fixed out on the waters. "Baka" he muttered to himself, before quickly forcing his thoughts away from a certain land-lover as he focused on the act of sliding his hand in to his pockets to search for his compass. Upon finding it, he drew it out and flicked it open, the old (albeit trustworthy) wooden arrow spinning uneasily on its axis. He smirked as it settled, wavering ever so slightly, on the faded 'N' marking, and with his one free hand he spun the wheel of his ship, pointing the nose of the vessel in the same direction as the tired arrow.
They would reach his destination by nightfall. And if things went according to plan...
A small smirk settled on the captain's lips. Flat-chest or no, the boy *would* pass as a girl...and that was all that really mattered now.
*~*
Hiro watched in amusement as Fujisaki attempted to calm the Governor. The old man was pacing (obviously frustrated) back and forth across a charred wooden floor. "You're sure that Shuichi hasn't merely wandered off by himself?" He questioned for the twentieth time. "You know as well as I do, Fujisaki, that he is prone to such carelessness."
The green-haired boy sighed softly. "No, Governor." He replied steadily. "We have several eye witnesses that claim they saw Shuichi being transported to the ship...they've mentioned his pink hair."
"Yes, that does sound like Shuichi...no one else in the village had hair quite like that." The old man gave a weary sigh. "I suppose we have no choice but to send out ships to look for him."
Fujisaki nodded. "I'll fetch the general, Governor." He offered before quickly scampering from the room.
"He's a good lad." Shuichi's father stated warmly as he watched the teenager's retreating form. "Like a second son to me."
Hiro nodded gravely, trying to be sympathetic to the Governor's loss. However, it was not only the governor's loss. He was surprised to find that he too was worried about the pink haired boy.
Fujisaki returned a few moments later with a blonde, uniformed man in tow. Said blonde bowed gracefully to the governor, before straightening himself.
Hiro blinked. "Quatre?!" He asked incredulously.
The blonde turned his gaze on the red-haired captain, not pleased with having been interrupted as he was about to make his entrance speech to the governor. "No, Tohma Seguchi" He offered with a cold smile.
"Oh...sorry" Hiro replied, withering under the blonde's steady gaze.
Tohma shook his head. "It is no matter...that happens often." He stated, before turning back to the governor as the author reverted back to the original plot.
"Governor...I have heard the news. I shall send out two ships immediately in search of Shuichi, but I cannot promise anything." He stated with another flourishing bow.
The governor nodded. "Thank you, General. Your efforts are most appreciated." He replied respectfully.
"It shall not be easy" Tohma went on. "The pirate ship that was here last night was none other than the *insert dramatic music here* White Diamond."
Hiro's eyes widened. "The *insert dramatic music here* White Diamond?! But you *must* be kidding. That's simply a ghost ship, a tale used to put children in their place!"
Tohma turned an icy glare on the Englishman. "It was real enough last night." He bit out sternly.
Hiro shut his mouth and gave a curt nod. "Of course, General. Your word above mine." He insisted bitterly. It didn't matter if they were chasing a ghost ship or a real one. He was going to see that Shuichi was brought to safety.
Wait a minute... Hiro paused in his thoughts. When had he decided that he was going on this rescue mission? But it was too late...his jaw was already working. "I shall accompany you, general." He stated evenly. "My ship will add to your numbers."
Tohma nodded, turning from the room. "Of course. We will depart at noon. Be ready."
As the three other men left what remained of his house, the Governor's shoulders sagged as he clasped his hands together worriedly. Shuichi was going to be fine. He would be brought back to safety and nothing would change...right?
*~*
Out on the open ocean, Shuichi sighed and fell back onto Yuki's bed. This was *not* happening to him...he felt as if his whole world had been turned upside down. His thoughts kept drifting back to the feel of a certain blonde captain's lips on his...despite Yuki's outward coldness. With a sigh, he drew the blankets closer around his naked body. Things were never going to be the same again...
Especially not since he'd finally admitted to himself that he felt an attraction towards Yuki. A very much MALE Yuki...
He suddenly bolted upright, eyes wide with fear. "I'm...possessed" he stated bluntly to himself, his pounding heart filling with dread. "The devil has possessed me!"
On the other side of the room the parrot gave an undignified squawk.
Shuichi's eyes narrowed and he finally turned his gaze on the bird. A feral smirk crossed his lips and he got to his feet, the blanket covering him pooling on the floor. Well...so long as he *was* possessed by the devil, he might as well use his powers to extract revenge, right?
"Here, birdie, birdie, birdie..." he called softly, crossing the room slowly and outstretching a hand. His violet eyes glinted with insanity. "Nice birdie..."
*~*
Tohma Seguchi shaded his eyes with a hand as his men readied the ship for their departure. "An hour, lads!" He called out over the din of their work. "Before we set out!"
Satisfied that they would be ready on time, he turned his thoughts to the *insert dramatic music here* White Diamond. Oh, he'd heard all the tales about that ship and its captain...its notorious, blonde, well built, dangerous, golden eyed captain.
But no...Tohma Seguchi was certainly not obsessed with Captain Yuki *or* the White Diamond *insert dramatic music here*.
Not. At. All.
******
TBC...
Sorry this chapter's a bit shorter than the other ones...I have some thinking to do before I continue this fic. Ideas will help me! I'm drawing a blank for the curse. To send in your ideas, my email is: duos_only_chick@hotmail.com or just write them in a review.
Thanks to everyone who's reviewed so far. I'm glad to see you guys like this one! ^_^
Disclaimer: I dun own it. Yet. ) Christmas is coming around again though...
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Captain Yuki and the Curse of the Black Lagoon
Part II - The Search Begins
*~*
It has been mentioned that Shuichi didn't like boats. Well, it just so happens that he didn't much like water either.
And he certainly didn't like being wet.
...Ok, baths didn't count.
So, there he was, sitting back where he'd started (in the captain's cabin), wrapped in some kind of blanket that was rapidly growing soggy due to his near-death experience.
Shuichi didn't like parrots either.
His rescue had consisted of someone tossing him a rope, and then they'd hauled him over the side of the ship. Heaven knows how he'd managed to hold on. There had been much laughter when he'd been dropped, soaking, onto the deck (and looking rather sour indeed). His torn nightgown had been lost to the ocean...and so, Shuichi had been pulled out of the water in all of his glory, not to mention shivering violently.
He'd been quickly transported back to the captain's cabin, and right now he was sitting in the centre of the medium-soft mattress...He hadn't seen this 'Yuki' character since he'd gone overboard.
His violet eyes were fixed in a glare on the opposite wall. He wasn't even looking at the parrot that was sitting on its perch. Stupid parrot.
The Governor's son was not pleased, to say the least.
"They could have at least given me some clothes..." Shuichi muttered darkly under his breath, his death-glare never wavering. Heaven help the crew if the wall caught fire.
*~*
Yuki's own glare was fixed out on the waters. "Baka" he muttered to himself, before quickly forcing his thoughts away from a certain land-lover as he focused on the act of sliding his hand in to his pockets to search for his compass. Upon finding it, he drew it out and flicked it open, the old (albeit trustworthy) wooden arrow spinning uneasily on its axis. He smirked as it settled, wavering ever so slightly, on the faded 'N' marking, and with his one free hand he spun the wheel of his ship, pointing the nose of the vessel in the same direction as the tired arrow.
They would reach his destination by nightfall. And if things went according to plan...
A small smirk settled on the captain's lips. Flat-chest or no, the boy *would* pass as a girl...and that was all that really mattered now.
*~*
Hiro watched in amusement as Fujisaki attempted to calm the Governor. The old man was pacing (obviously frustrated) back and forth across a charred wooden floor. "You're sure that Shuichi hasn't merely wandered off by himself?" He questioned for the twentieth time. "You know as well as I do, Fujisaki, that he is prone to such carelessness."
The green-haired boy sighed softly. "No, Governor." He replied steadily. "We have several eye witnesses that claim they saw Shuichi being transported to the ship...they've mentioned his pink hair."
"Yes, that does sound like Shuichi...no one else in the village had hair quite like that." The old man gave a weary sigh. "I suppose we have no choice but to send out ships to look for him."
Fujisaki nodded. "I'll fetch the general, Governor." He offered before quickly scampering from the room.
"He's a good lad." Shuichi's father stated warmly as he watched the teenager's retreating form. "Like a second son to me."
Hiro nodded gravely, trying to be sympathetic to the Governor's loss. However, it was not only the governor's loss. He was surprised to find that he too was worried about the pink haired boy.
Fujisaki returned a few moments later with a blonde, uniformed man in tow. Said blonde bowed gracefully to the governor, before straightening himself.
Hiro blinked. "Quatre?!" He asked incredulously.
The blonde turned his gaze on the red-haired captain, not pleased with having been interrupted as he was about to make his entrance speech to the governor. "No, Tohma Seguchi" He offered with a cold smile.
"Oh...sorry" Hiro replied, withering under the blonde's steady gaze.
Tohma shook his head. "It is no matter...that happens often." He stated, before turning back to the governor as the author reverted back to the original plot.
"Governor...I have heard the news. I shall send out two ships immediately in search of Shuichi, but I cannot promise anything." He stated with another flourishing bow.
The governor nodded. "Thank you, General. Your efforts are most appreciated." He replied respectfully.
"It shall not be easy" Tohma went on. "The pirate ship that was here last night was none other than the *insert dramatic music here* White Diamond."
Hiro's eyes widened. "The *insert dramatic music here* White Diamond?! But you *must* be kidding. That's simply a ghost ship, a tale used to put children in their place!"
Tohma turned an icy glare on the Englishman. "It was real enough last night." He bit out sternly.
Hiro shut his mouth and gave a curt nod. "Of course, General. Your word above mine." He insisted bitterly. It didn't matter if they were chasing a ghost ship or a real one. He was going to see that Shuichi was brought to safety.
Wait a minute... Hiro paused in his thoughts. When had he decided that he was going on this rescue mission? But it was too late...his jaw was already working. "I shall accompany you, general." He stated evenly. "My ship will add to your numbers."
Tohma nodded, turning from the room. "Of course. We will depart at noon. Be ready."
As the three other men left what remained of his house, the Governor's shoulders sagged as he clasped his hands together worriedly. Shuichi was going to be fine. He would be brought back to safety and nothing would change...right?
*~*
Out on the open ocean, Shuichi sighed and fell back onto Yuki's bed. This was *not* happening to him...he felt as if his whole world had been turned upside down. His thoughts kept drifting back to the feel of a certain blonde captain's lips on his...despite Yuki's outward coldness. With a sigh, he drew the blankets closer around his naked body. Things were never going to be the same again...
Especially not since he'd finally admitted to himself that he felt an attraction towards Yuki. A very much MALE Yuki...
He suddenly bolted upright, eyes wide with fear. "I'm...possessed" he stated bluntly to himself, his pounding heart filling with dread. "The devil has possessed me!"
On the other side of the room the parrot gave an undignified squawk.
Shuichi's eyes narrowed and he finally turned his gaze on the bird. A feral smirk crossed his lips and he got to his feet, the blanket covering him pooling on the floor. Well...so long as he *was* possessed by the devil, he might as well use his powers to extract revenge, right?
"Here, birdie, birdie, birdie..." he called softly, crossing the room slowly and outstretching a hand. His violet eyes glinted with insanity. "Nice birdie..."
*~*
Tohma Seguchi shaded his eyes with a hand as his men readied the ship for their departure. "An hour, lads!" He called out over the din of their work. "Before we set out!"
Satisfied that they would be ready on time, he turned his thoughts to the *insert dramatic music here* White Diamond. Oh, he'd heard all the tales about that ship and its captain...its notorious, blonde, well built, dangerous, golden eyed captain.
But no...Tohma Seguchi was certainly not obsessed with Captain Yuki *or* the White Diamond *insert dramatic music here*.
Not. At. All.
******
TBC...
Sorry this chapter's a bit shorter than the other ones...I have some thinking to do before I continue this fic. Ideas will help me! I'm drawing a blank for the curse. To send in your ideas, my email is: duos_only_chick@hotmail.com or just write them in a review.
Thanks to everyone who's reviewed so far. I'm glad to see you guys like this one! ^_^