Chapter 8
"Kisses"
You slowly seep back into consciousness. Your eyes are closed, but you can hear the soft creak of the ship and feel it move. You wince when a sharp pain shoots in up from your abdomen. You place a hand on the sore spot and remember the previous event before you blacked out. You remember Daniel that blasted pirate, chunking a dagger at Jack and you taking the hit.
You open your eyes and sit up, feeling your waist-long hair tumbled down your back. The blanket falls off and you examine the wound that was patched up, then you slowly focused on your cloth wrapped around your breasts. You hand runs up to where your mustache should be. It's not there. You give your head a shake and feel your hair rub against your skin.
"Oh my God!" you yell.
You look around the room for you clothes. You spot the shirt on the ground and jump up to retrieve it, but your eyes focus on a figure in the dark corner.
"Hello.(your name)," whispers the figure.
You stay standing in your bent-over position, eyeing the dark figure, your eyes glittering with surprise and embarrassment. The figure steps out of the shadows and walks up to you. You stand straight up and stare the figure in the eyes.
"Jack, I can explain.I.I" you stammer, but Jack places a finger on your lips.
You stare into those captivating ebony eyes that look into yours with concern, and what? Hurt? Anger? No, compassion.
"What ya did for me nearly cost you your life," Jack says. "I want to thank you for that. The usual law of pirates is if a woman tries to pass herself off as a man pirate, she is to walk the plank, but since you saved my life, I saved yours. Why, are you here?"
"Jack, I'm so sorry for doing this. It's just that I craved for adventure and I though of all the adventures you have had. I couldn't resist, but I knew my parents would never let me go with a pirate or you would never let me go since I'm just an ordinary woman, so I passed myself off as a young man to join you. I wrote a letter to my parents saying I would be with Commodore James Norrington on his trip. Oh Jack, please forgive me! I've had so much fun and learned so much!" you cry.
Tears begin to run down your cheek as sobs begin to escape from your throat. Your cover was blown, Jack was very disappointed in you, and you were surely going to have to face your parents' wrath.
"Shh,shh," Jack coos, placing a hand under your chin and making you look into his eyes.
You take in his intoxicating aroma of the ocean and rum. You lay your head on his chest and sob softly, enjoying the warmth of his body against yours.
"At least I can be my true self," you say.
"Aye, luv. I was beginning to wonder why one of me best mates had such intriguing feminine qualities," Jack says with a chuckle.
You pull back and smile at him.
"Really?" you ask.
"Why, yes. I mean, you had killer curves that I knew no ordinary lad would have. Gibbs thought you were a eunuch, but I knew there was something more to you than met the eye. You may have failed at trying to be a man, but you're a knock out as a woman."
You blush furiously and explode in a fit of giggles. That's when you realize you're wearing the wrap and ripped pants. You quickly cover your chest.
"Umm, since I'm no longer a lad, what can I wear as a lady/ I have nothing but old clothes I borrowed from my father," you say.
Jack seems to think for a second, then snaps his fingers. He walks over to a dresser and pulls out several small boxes.
"Here ya go, lass. Bought these things for Elizabeth, but forgot about it a long time ago," he says.
You place the boxes on the bed and then turn and stare at Jack. He just stares at you.
"Well?" you ask.
"Well what?" Jack asks.
You pout.
"I want you to leave so I can dress, Mr. Sparrow," you say.
Jack looks a bit disappointed, but smiles again.
"All right, luv, all right," he says.
You watch as he leaves. You lock the door and remove your ripped pants. You put on a proper undergarment and then open the box Jack gave you. You gasp as you take out the dress. You hold it up to get a better look. It's a lovely shade of deep pink with lacey sleeves at the elbows and a lacey underskirt. You slip on the dress carefully and run to the bathroom to examine yourself.
The dress fits like a glove. It hugs your body nicely, showing off every curve. The neckline is low and adorned in little patterns of golden flowers. You find a pair of golden sandals in one box and slip them on. You brush out your hair and put in the fine ivory combs with red flowers on them in your hair. A pair of small, golden hoped earrings adores your earlobes. You found a small bottle of perfume in the box where you found the combs and earrings. You lightly put it on, enjoying the fine smell of dark, rich vanilla. Somehow, it reminded you of Jack.
"Well, what are ya gonna do with the lass on board?" Gibbs asks.
Jack is standing at the wheel and staring into space. Gibbs is standing in front of him, peeling an apple.
"Dunno," he says.
"Well, we'll be back in Port Royal in a few days," says Gibbs.
"Yeah," replies Jack.
Gibbs stares at Jack who seems far off, a dreamy look on his face.
"Um, Captain, are ya fallin for the lass?" asks Gibbs.
Jack snaps his attention to Gibbs.
"I could never do such a thing! I mean, she's engaged to Norrington and a high class gal, and.and," says Jack, "yeah, I'm falling for her."
Gibbs looks over Jack's shoulder and smiles.
"I wouldn't blame ya. She's like an angel from heaven," says Gibbs.
Jack turns around and gasps. You walk up to him slowly, you long, gorgeous hair flying around you like a halo. Your face is free from dirt and back to its flawless beauty with pale pink cheeks, luscious crimson red lips, and fine skin.
"Beautiful," escapes Jack's lips.
You're standing in front of him now and peering into his deep ebony eyes.
"Thank you for the dress and accessories, Jack," you say.
"Me pleasure, luv," replies Jack.
You can't help but feel the need to be in his arms. You had been head over heels for him ever since you first met him, but you were engaged. That dampened your happiness a bit.
"I'll leave ya two alone," says Gibbs. "I believe the Captain had somethin' to tell ya, lass,"
"Gibbs! Gibbs! Don't go!" begs Jack with a faint whisper.
Gibbs sneaks away and chuckles lightly. Jack shoots daggers with his eyes at the pirate's retreating back. Jack turns back to you and smiles sheepishly.
"Whatever could he mean, Jack?" you ask with a fluttering feeling erupting inside.
Jack runs a hand through his hair.
"Well, um, I.err." he stutters.
You giggle lightly. Jack takes a deep breath and peers into your eyes.
"Luv, you're one hell of a woman, I mean, you can fight like a man and love adventure. You can play the hell out of poque and sword fight like a professional. You're also as beautiful as an angel, and I.I think I'm fallin' for ya," he says.
You choke back a cry of joy. You feel the same way, too!
"Jack, I feel the same way, only about you," you say, taking his hands in yours.
"Really?" he asks.
"Yes! Oh yes! You're so mysterious and adventurous and such a wonderful man. You have a wonderful attitude and a handsome face. I could just stare into your eyes all day and drown in their warmth. I love you, Jack," you say.
"I love you too, (your name)," says Jack.
You slowly rise up to meet his lips. Your eyes close just as you can feel his lips on yours. Surprisingly, they are soft as silk. He wraps an arm around your waist and supports your head with his free hand. Your throw your arms around his neck and deepen the kiss. He nibbles lightly on your bottom lip. A light moan escapes your mouth. Jack stops nibbling your lip to battle his tongue with yours. After a while of battle, he plants a soft kiss on your lips and pulls away.
"Wow!" you gasp, catching your breath.
You had never been kissed like that before. The thought of James trying to kiss you like Jack just did made you gag. Eew! That would be so gross! He would always lightly kiss you on the lips like a gentleman should. Jack's kiss just blew you away.
"That was one hell of a kiss!" you say.
Jack pulls you closer to him and breaths on your neck, kissing it softly.
"I know I'm good kisser luv, but you should really see how well I am in the old sack," he says.
You pull away from him and hit his arm playfully.
"Mr. Sparrow!" you shout.
He wriggles his eyebrows at you. You laugh and peer out at the ocean. You stop laughing when you see the outline of a ship. The Pearl seems to be catching up to the ship. You suddenly recognize the light brown wood and pure white sails. A few of the crewmembers on the Pearl are on the deck and waving at the ship as a few people on the other ship wave at them. The Pearl is just behind the ship as the anchor is thrown down.
"Oh hell!" you say, Jack looking at the ship.
"What is it, luv?" he asks.
"It's the Destroyer," you say.
You let out a cry when you see Norrington walking on the deck and shaking a fist at the Pearl.
"Oh hell!" you cry and run to the cabin.
"Kisses"
You slowly seep back into consciousness. Your eyes are closed, but you can hear the soft creak of the ship and feel it move. You wince when a sharp pain shoots in up from your abdomen. You place a hand on the sore spot and remember the previous event before you blacked out. You remember Daniel that blasted pirate, chunking a dagger at Jack and you taking the hit.
You open your eyes and sit up, feeling your waist-long hair tumbled down your back. The blanket falls off and you examine the wound that was patched up, then you slowly focused on your cloth wrapped around your breasts. You hand runs up to where your mustache should be. It's not there. You give your head a shake and feel your hair rub against your skin.
"Oh my God!" you yell.
You look around the room for you clothes. You spot the shirt on the ground and jump up to retrieve it, but your eyes focus on a figure in the dark corner.
"Hello.(your name)," whispers the figure.
You stay standing in your bent-over position, eyeing the dark figure, your eyes glittering with surprise and embarrassment. The figure steps out of the shadows and walks up to you. You stand straight up and stare the figure in the eyes.
"Jack, I can explain.I.I" you stammer, but Jack places a finger on your lips.
You stare into those captivating ebony eyes that look into yours with concern, and what? Hurt? Anger? No, compassion.
"What ya did for me nearly cost you your life," Jack says. "I want to thank you for that. The usual law of pirates is if a woman tries to pass herself off as a man pirate, she is to walk the plank, but since you saved my life, I saved yours. Why, are you here?"
"Jack, I'm so sorry for doing this. It's just that I craved for adventure and I though of all the adventures you have had. I couldn't resist, but I knew my parents would never let me go with a pirate or you would never let me go since I'm just an ordinary woman, so I passed myself off as a young man to join you. I wrote a letter to my parents saying I would be with Commodore James Norrington on his trip. Oh Jack, please forgive me! I've had so much fun and learned so much!" you cry.
Tears begin to run down your cheek as sobs begin to escape from your throat. Your cover was blown, Jack was very disappointed in you, and you were surely going to have to face your parents' wrath.
"Shh,shh," Jack coos, placing a hand under your chin and making you look into his eyes.
You take in his intoxicating aroma of the ocean and rum. You lay your head on his chest and sob softly, enjoying the warmth of his body against yours.
"At least I can be my true self," you say.
"Aye, luv. I was beginning to wonder why one of me best mates had such intriguing feminine qualities," Jack says with a chuckle.
You pull back and smile at him.
"Really?" you ask.
"Why, yes. I mean, you had killer curves that I knew no ordinary lad would have. Gibbs thought you were a eunuch, but I knew there was something more to you than met the eye. You may have failed at trying to be a man, but you're a knock out as a woman."
You blush furiously and explode in a fit of giggles. That's when you realize you're wearing the wrap and ripped pants. You quickly cover your chest.
"Umm, since I'm no longer a lad, what can I wear as a lady/ I have nothing but old clothes I borrowed from my father," you say.
Jack seems to think for a second, then snaps his fingers. He walks over to a dresser and pulls out several small boxes.
"Here ya go, lass. Bought these things for Elizabeth, but forgot about it a long time ago," he says.
You place the boxes on the bed and then turn and stare at Jack. He just stares at you.
"Well?" you ask.
"Well what?" Jack asks.
You pout.
"I want you to leave so I can dress, Mr. Sparrow," you say.
Jack looks a bit disappointed, but smiles again.
"All right, luv, all right," he says.
You watch as he leaves. You lock the door and remove your ripped pants. You put on a proper undergarment and then open the box Jack gave you. You gasp as you take out the dress. You hold it up to get a better look. It's a lovely shade of deep pink with lacey sleeves at the elbows and a lacey underskirt. You slip on the dress carefully and run to the bathroom to examine yourself.
The dress fits like a glove. It hugs your body nicely, showing off every curve. The neckline is low and adorned in little patterns of golden flowers. You find a pair of golden sandals in one box and slip them on. You brush out your hair and put in the fine ivory combs with red flowers on them in your hair. A pair of small, golden hoped earrings adores your earlobes. You found a small bottle of perfume in the box where you found the combs and earrings. You lightly put it on, enjoying the fine smell of dark, rich vanilla. Somehow, it reminded you of Jack.
"Well, what are ya gonna do with the lass on board?" Gibbs asks.
Jack is standing at the wheel and staring into space. Gibbs is standing in front of him, peeling an apple.
"Dunno," he says.
"Well, we'll be back in Port Royal in a few days," says Gibbs.
"Yeah," replies Jack.
Gibbs stares at Jack who seems far off, a dreamy look on his face.
"Um, Captain, are ya fallin for the lass?" asks Gibbs.
Jack snaps his attention to Gibbs.
"I could never do such a thing! I mean, she's engaged to Norrington and a high class gal, and.and," says Jack, "yeah, I'm falling for her."
Gibbs looks over Jack's shoulder and smiles.
"I wouldn't blame ya. She's like an angel from heaven," says Gibbs.
Jack turns around and gasps. You walk up to him slowly, you long, gorgeous hair flying around you like a halo. Your face is free from dirt and back to its flawless beauty with pale pink cheeks, luscious crimson red lips, and fine skin.
"Beautiful," escapes Jack's lips.
You're standing in front of him now and peering into his deep ebony eyes.
"Thank you for the dress and accessories, Jack," you say.
"Me pleasure, luv," replies Jack.
You can't help but feel the need to be in his arms. You had been head over heels for him ever since you first met him, but you were engaged. That dampened your happiness a bit.
"I'll leave ya two alone," says Gibbs. "I believe the Captain had somethin' to tell ya, lass,"
"Gibbs! Gibbs! Don't go!" begs Jack with a faint whisper.
Gibbs sneaks away and chuckles lightly. Jack shoots daggers with his eyes at the pirate's retreating back. Jack turns back to you and smiles sheepishly.
"Whatever could he mean, Jack?" you ask with a fluttering feeling erupting inside.
Jack runs a hand through his hair.
"Well, um, I.err." he stutters.
You giggle lightly. Jack takes a deep breath and peers into your eyes.
"Luv, you're one hell of a woman, I mean, you can fight like a man and love adventure. You can play the hell out of poque and sword fight like a professional. You're also as beautiful as an angel, and I.I think I'm fallin' for ya," he says.
You choke back a cry of joy. You feel the same way, too!
"Jack, I feel the same way, only about you," you say, taking his hands in yours.
"Really?" he asks.
"Yes! Oh yes! You're so mysterious and adventurous and such a wonderful man. You have a wonderful attitude and a handsome face. I could just stare into your eyes all day and drown in their warmth. I love you, Jack," you say.
"I love you too, (your name)," says Jack.
You slowly rise up to meet his lips. Your eyes close just as you can feel his lips on yours. Surprisingly, they are soft as silk. He wraps an arm around your waist and supports your head with his free hand. Your throw your arms around his neck and deepen the kiss. He nibbles lightly on your bottom lip. A light moan escapes your mouth. Jack stops nibbling your lip to battle his tongue with yours. After a while of battle, he plants a soft kiss on your lips and pulls away.
"Wow!" you gasp, catching your breath.
You had never been kissed like that before. The thought of James trying to kiss you like Jack just did made you gag. Eew! That would be so gross! He would always lightly kiss you on the lips like a gentleman should. Jack's kiss just blew you away.
"That was one hell of a kiss!" you say.
Jack pulls you closer to him and breaths on your neck, kissing it softly.
"I know I'm good kisser luv, but you should really see how well I am in the old sack," he says.
You pull away from him and hit his arm playfully.
"Mr. Sparrow!" you shout.
He wriggles his eyebrows at you. You laugh and peer out at the ocean. You stop laughing when you see the outline of a ship. The Pearl seems to be catching up to the ship. You suddenly recognize the light brown wood and pure white sails. A few of the crewmembers on the Pearl are on the deck and waving at the ship as a few people on the other ship wave at them. The Pearl is just behind the ship as the anchor is thrown down.
"Oh hell!" you say, Jack looking at the ship.
"What is it, luv?" he asks.
"It's the Destroyer," you say.
You let out a cry when you see Norrington walking on the deck and shaking a fist at the Pearl.
"Oh hell!" you cry and run to the cabin.
