Chapter Three
Naydeene threw some beans in some boiling water, her body still shaking with rage. "How could he!" She growled to herself. Jack had order her to stay down below deck, unless they were in port. She walked over to the bucket of drinking water, dipped the ladle in, and down it all. She threw it back in, and wiped her mouth. She paused, and looked behind her, listening to the ship as it rocked. Something had changed, what it was, Naydeene couldn't tell. She brushed her hair out of her face, and looked back at her cooking, and panicked as it began to boil over. "When it rains, it pours." She growled, moving the pot. She jumped back from the heat, dropping the pot, sending the water and beans everywhere. She held out her hand, her fingers feeling like they were on fire. She looked around, holding onto her brunt hand with the nice healed one. Her eye caught the drinking water, but there was no way she could use any of it. She fought back tears, still looking for something. Her legs had been splashed with some of the water as well, but she ignoring that. What good is a cook with no use of one of her hands. She had small tears that had escaped her well power.
"Naydeene?" A voice called out, one she haven't really caught who it was. Her tears slipped off her cheeks, and on to her burn in what left her in a clam manner. The cabin boy, Jake, (They cruse me for giving him a name close to Jack's ~ Kita) walking in, his blond hair falling across his shoulders, "Can you-" He paused, looking at the scene that had played itself out, before he had reached her. Jake's eyes when around the pot, then the puddle of water, and last to Naydeene, who was holding on to herself in the corner.
"What happened?" He paused, then walked skillfully over to her, his feet missing the water, which was streaming. He touched her shoulder, "Let's me see." He said, as she turned away. "My Father showed me some of his skills before Jack shot the boat down." (Who doesn't know what Pirates did in the Caribbean.Sing a Song of Sixpence~ Kita) Jake wasn't a big fan of Jack, but he was growing on him. About a year ago he had come to them, after the Pearl looted a ship off the shore of Port Royal, that how Will came aboard, no questions asked. A lot of rumors have circled around the ship about a dead wife, or lass, or something of that nature. But no one dared ask Will about it, so nothing was ever written in stone over it. Jake's light blue eyes looked over Naydeene's arm, then he pulled out a leaf out of his pocket. "It's aloe," He said, as he squad it, making some liquid some out. He put it on her arm, and she felt it began to cool. "That should do it." He said, wrapping it up in paper he found here by. "So, will you braid my hair?" He asked, "It's getting to long, and I have not the heart to cut it. Not after what happened to Will." Naydeene snorted, trying to hold in her laugher. Just the thought of Will's hair cut for the guy had to go around with Jack's bandana on his head for weeks until it grew out. She sighed, 'I really am useless.' She thought.
"Well, I hope that helped." Jake said, starting to walk out, "Feel better, and don't let anything get you down."
Naydeene smiled, "Thank you Jake, I really needed that."
Jake walked out, and then peeked his head back in, and asked, "Oh, by the way, what is for dinner?"
Naydeene fell over, anime style. (^^)
*~*~*~*~*~
"Oh, good morning Naydeene!" Will walked into Jack's quarters where Naydeene sat at the desk scrutinizing maps.
"Good morning," She said dully, not looking up.
Will sighed, "Hey, I'm sorry about yesterday alright?"
Naydeene snorted.
"Erg. Where is Jack?" Will asked.
"NO! NOT MISTER POTATOE!" Jack sat straight up in his bed then fell over.
"Does that answer your question?" Naydeene said coldly.
Will was getting agitated, "Look, I said I was sorry Naydeene, I don't know what else to say. What do you want from me?!"
"Showing a little respect wouldn't kill you," Naydeene raised her voice a bit, hardening her tone.
Will thrust a finger in Jack's direction, "Tell that to him!" Jack mumbled something about a spatula, cow, and a banana; hugging his pillow and drooling.
"That's all you care about, what he thinks," Naydeene stood right in front of him, "But what about me?" She didn't let Will speak, but marched out of the captains quarters and slammed the sliding door.
Naydeene was steaming, and she ran right into Jack. "Oh! Naydeene?! Are you alright?" Jake was panicking. He helped her up and Naydeene fixed her hair.
"Oh, yes. I'm quite.." Naydeene stopped, and stared. " JAKE! What happened. Oh let me get that." Naydeene started to ran below deck, dragging Jake with her.
"What, what's wrong, Naydeene?"
"Your face.it's.Your nose is bleeding!"
Jake felt his upper lip and looked at his finger. It was covered in blood. "Oh." he said. Jake stopped. "Oh.." He toppled over and fell on the ground. Naydeene gasped, and pulled him up into a chair, and tilled his head down, covering it with an old rag.
Will ran into the room. "What happened? I heard a noise!"
"It's Jake! He's passed out! He ran into me and got a blood nose." She said, looking up at Will with upset eyes.
Will nodded, and picked him up, and dropped him in a near by bucket of water. There was a whip of blonde hair stayed still for a moment, and Naydeene held her breath. Will prayed he hasn't killed anyone. Seconds ticked by like hours, and Jake barely stirred. Will shot a look over at Naydeene, a little bit of fear in his eyes. Suddenly, Jake bubbled up his last bit of air, and sprang to life. "What the bloody hell was that for?" he demanded.
(YOU NASTY PEOPLE, You know you were thinking it! ~No, that is just you~)
Naydeene helped Jake out of the bucker and hugged him around the neck. Jake slipped out of his boots, keeping an eye on Will. Naydeene began to pull back his hair, and braiding it. Will looked at Jake, rolling his eyes, when went upstairs. "You all right?" Naydeene whispered in his ear after a few minutes.
Jake smiled a little, and slipped off his shirt. "I am now," he said, taking her hand. Naydeene pulled her hand away to grab his shirt, not thinking anything of it.
"Well, that's good." Naydeene said, "If you were too get sick on the ship, that'd be murder for you." She rung out the wet shirt, "Now take off your pants."
Jake stopped. "W-what?"
"Take off your pants." Naydeene said, handing him a dry towel. "They're soaking."
Jake led out his breath, ".Oh." Jake proceeded to take off his pants, which were cling to his thighs. He wrapped the towel around his waist, and handed the dripping pants to Naydeene.
"What did you think I was talking about?" Naydeene laughed.
"Oh, nothing." Jake said.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Jake sat on the deck, staring at the stars. Will came on deck, and sat next to him. They sat in silence for a time, looking out at the ocean. Finally, Will spoke. "You're thinking."
"Yes." Jake said quietly.
There was a pause.
"About what?" Will asked.
Jake shifted.
"Nothing."
There was a silence again.
"Naydeene?" Will said.
Jake nodded. "I think I love her."
It was Will's turn to nod.
Will breathed, 'Good, maybe she'll leave me alone.' He thought.
"I think you should go for it," Will said, getting up.
"Really?" Jake said, surprised.
"Yeah! Good luck kid." Will walked off, thinking he had solved his problems. What he didn't know was, he had just dug himself a deeper grave.
Naydeene threw some beans in some boiling water, her body still shaking with rage. "How could he!" She growled to herself. Jack had order her to stay down below deck, unless they were in port. She walked over to the bucket of drinking water, dipped the ladle in, and down it all. She threw it back in, and wiped her mouth. She paused, and looked behind her, listening to the ship as it rocked. Something had changed, what it was, Naydeene couldn't tell. She brushed her hair out of her face, and looked back at her cooking, and panicked as it began to boil over. "When it rains, it pours." She growled, moving the pot. She jumped back from the heat, dropping the pot, sending the water and beans everywhere. She held out her hand, her fingers feeling like they were on fire. She looked around, holding onto her brunt hand with the nice healed one. Her eye caught the drinking water, but there was no way she could use any of it. She fought back tears, still looking for something. Her legs had been splashed with some of the water as well, but she ignoring that. What good is a cook with no use of one of her hands. She had small tears that had escaped her well power.
"Naydeene?" A voice called out, one she haven't really caught who it was. Her tears slipped off her cheeks, and on to her burn in what left her in a clam manner. The cabin boy, Jake, (They cruse me for giving him a name close to Jack's ~ Kita) walking in, his blond hair falling across his shoulders, "Can you-" He paused, looking at the scene that had played itself out, before he had reached her. Jake's eyes when around the pot, then the puddle of water, and last to Naydeene, who was holding on to herself in the corner.
"What happened?" He paused, then walked skillfully over to her, his feet missing the water, which was streaming. He touched her shoulder, "Let's me see." He said, as she turned away. "My Father showed me some of his skills before Jack shot the boat down." (Who doesn't know what Pirates did in the Caribbean.Sing a Song of Sixpence~ Kita) Jake wasn't a big fan of Jack, but he was growing on him. About a year ago he had come to them, after the Pearl looted a ship off the shore of Port Royal, that how Will came aboard, no questions asked. A lot of rumors have circled around the ship about a dead wife, or lass, or something of that nature. But no one dared ask Will about it, so nothing was ever written in stone over it. Jake's light blue eyes looked over Naydeene's arm, then he pulled out a leaf out of his pocket. "It's aloe," He said, as he squad it, making some liquid some out. He put it on her arm, and she felt it began to cool. "That should do it." He said, wrapping it up in paper he found here by. "So, will you braid my hair?" He asked, "It's getting to long, and I have not the heart to cut it. Not after what happened to Will." Naydeene snorted, trying to hold in her laugher. Just the thought of Will's hair cut for the guy had to go around with Jack's bandana on his head for weeks until it grew out. She sighed, 'I really am useless.' She thought.
"Well, I hope that helped." Jake said, starting to walk out, "Feel better, and don't let anything get you down."
Naydeene smiled, "Thank you Jake, I really needed that."
Jake walked out, and then peeked his head back in, and asked, "Oh, by the way, what is for dinner?"
Naydeene fell over, anime style. (^^)
*~*~*~*~*~
"Oh, good morning Naydeene!" Will walked into Jack's quarters where Naydeene sat at the desk scrutinizing maps.
"Good morning," She said dully, not looking up.
Will sighed, "Hey, I'm sorry about yesterday alright?"
Naydeene snorted.
"Erg. Where is Jack?" Will asked.
"NO! NOT MISTER POTATOE!" Jack sat straight up in his bed then fell over.
"Does that answer your question?" Naydeene said coldly.
Will was getting agitated, "Look, I said I was sorry Naydeene, I don't know what else to say. What do you want from me?!"
"Showing a little respect wouldn't kill you," Naydeene raised her voice a bit, hardening her tone.
Will thrust a finger in Jack's direction, "Tell that to him!" Jack mumbled something about a spatula, cow, and a banana; hugging his pillow and drooling.
"That's all you care about, what he thinks," Naydeene stood right in front of him, "But what about me?" She didn't let Will speak, but marched out of the captains quarters and slammed the sliding door.
Naydeene was steaming, and she ran right into Jack. "Oh! Naydeene?! Are you alright?" Jake was panicking. He helped her up and Naydeene fixed her hair.
"Oh, yes. I'm quite.." Naydeene stopped, and stared. " JAKE! What happened. Oh let me get that." Naydeene started to ran below deck, dragging Jake with her.
"What, what's wrong, Naydeene?"
"Your face.it's.Your nose is bleeding!"
Jake felt his upper lip and looked at his finger. It was covered in blood. "Oh." he said. Jake stopped. "Oh.." He toppled over and fell on the ground. Naydeene gasped, and pulled him up into a chair, and tilled his head down, covering it with an old rag.
Will ran into the room. "What happened? I heard a noise!"
"It's Jake! He's passed out! He ran into me and got a blood nose." She said, looking up at Will with upset eyes.
Will nodded, and picked him up, and dropped him in a near by bucket of water. There was a whip of blonde hair stayed still for a moment, and Naydeene held her breath. Will prayed he hasn't killed anyone. Seconds ticked by like hours, and Jake barely stirred. Will shot a look over at Naydeene, a little bit of fear in his eyes. Suddenly, Jake bubbled up his last bit of air, and sprang to life. "What the bloody hell was that for?" he demanded.
(YOU NASTY PEOPLE, You know you were thinking it! ~No, that is just you~)
Naydeene helped Jake out of the bucker and hugged him around the neck. Jake slipped out of his boots, keeping an eye on Will. Naydeene began to pull back his hair, and braiding it. Will looked at Jake, rolling his eyes, when went upstairs. "You all right?" Naydeene whispered in his ear after a few minutes.
Jake smiled a little, and slipped off his shirt. "I am now," he said, taking her hand. Naydeene pulled her hand away to grab his shirt, not thinking anything of it.
"Well, that's good." Naydeene said, "If you were too get sick on the ship, that'd be murder for you." She rung out the wet shirt, "Now take off your pants."
Jake stopped. "W-what?"
"Take off your pants." Naydeene said, handing him a dry towel. "They're soaking."
Jake led out his breath, ".Oh." Jake proceeded to take off his pants, which were cling to his thighs. He wrapped the towel around his waist, and handed the dripping pants to Naydeene.
"What did you think I was talking about?" Naydeene laughed.
"Oh, nothing." Jake said.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Jake sat on the deck, staring at the stars. Will came on deck, and sat next to him. They sat in silence for a time, looking out at the ocean. Finally, Will spoke. "You're thinking."
"Yes." Jake said quietly.
There was a pause.
"About what?" Will asked.
Jake shifted.
"Nothing."
There was a silence again.
"Naydeene?" Will said.
Jake nodded. "I think I love her."
It was Will's turn to nod.
Will breathed, 'Good, maybe she'll leave me alone.' He thought.
"I think you should go for it," Will said, getting up.
"Really?" Jake said, surprised.
"Yeah! Good luck kid." Will walked off, thinking he had solved his problems. What he didn't know was, he had just dug himself a deeper grave.