Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean.(I swear, they make you put these up just so you'll feel bad -_-)

Umm, hi everyone! This is my third fanfic ever, and my first yaoi fic. I've been wanting to do a yaoi for a while now. At first, I was gonna write about another couple(for anyone who knows the game Kingdom Hearts, I was originally gonna write about Riku and Sora.), but no inspiration came to me. So, one day, while grabbing a snack from the kitchen, I saw my dad watching Pirates of the Caribbean(for the 100th time..) and suddenly, I got hit with an idea! Yeah, and that's how it all started. BTW-don't ask about the title..it'll become clear later on. I hope everyone likes it! Be sure to review.

Warning: This fic contains yaoi(slash), meaning there are male/male relationships. In other words, if you don't approve of two guys making out(or more), then please don't read this. I'm warning you now!!! Turn back before it's too late.

Please read the above warning.

Pairings: Jack/Will and another pairing soon to come.

Like Father Like son

"Commodore! Commodore Norrington!" A plump man with a crooked powdered wig waddled into the huge, luxurious dining room. The ceiling was raised very high and was painted with elaborate designs with gold paint. Below the shimmering chandelier, there was a polished mahogany table big enough to entertain a whole ball. Beautiful porcelain plates where paired off with detailed wineglasses and spotless silverware. It was indeed a sight to behold. But at that moment, there was only one person at the table.

"Oh what is it? Can't you see I'm eating?" the commodore glared at the disoriented man.

"It's Jack Sparrow. He-," the man was cut off.

"WHAT?! Oh god, why me?" Norrington stood up at the mention of the infamous Jack Sparrow. He rubbed his temples, he was getting too old for this.

"Sir, I assure you, it is under control. He came sailing into the port in that ship of his, the Black Pearl, in broad daylight. Did he really expect to go unseen? He is under control," the man repeated, but he didn't sound too sure. After all, this was Jack Sparrow they were dealing with.

"Still, I don't like it. I don't like it one bit. Trouble surrounds that pirate like a foul odor," Norrington pushed his chair in and walked over to the man.

"Quite true. Although, I was expecting him to come armed to the neck. This is most peculiar,"
"So, has Mr.Sparrow enlightened you upon why he has decided to grace us with his company?"

"No, but we did ask him."

"He said?"

"Said it was personal. He tried to get away too. He gave five of our men black eyes and well, the sixth one was kicked in a very unfortunate spot," the man winced.

"You said it was under control."

"Well, it is now. I think you'd be quite amused to see what we've done with him."

"Thank you for informing me. I'll be sure to go take a look," Norrington waved the man away, "you may leave now."

The man waddled out again. Norrington straightened his uniform and sighed. The commodore didn't mind hunting pirates down, but Jack was more of a nuisance than a pirate. Like gunk stuck to the bottom of my shoe, Norrington thought.

"I think I'll go have a chat with Jack Sparrow," Norrington said to himself.

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Norrington faced the Port Royal docks. It looked like any other dock, but apparently all the ships had left and only a few merchant boats were left.

Probably left after seeing the Black Pearl, Norrington thought.

The docks were teeming with guards. Above the crowd, the commodore could make out an old looking ship. Atop the mast, the jolly roger flag blew in the wind, smiling down upon anyone unlucky enough to fall prey to pirates.

Sails black as the deepest depths of hell, huh? Looks like they fixed it up a bit, Norrington chuckled as he looked up at the new, white sails.

"Where is Jack Sparrow being held?" Commodore Norrington asked one of the guards standing nearby.

"I believe he's on the ship, sir," the guard replied with the utmost respect.

Commodore Norrington had little trouble getting on the ship, after all, he was one of the most important men at Port Royal, and good friends with the Mayor Swann.

"Well, well ,well, so we meet again," Norrington grinned at the sight of Jack Sparrow, tied to the mast.

"Norrington! Now, if you don't mind untying me-"Jack said looked relieved upon seeing Norrington.

"Not this time, I'm afraid. I've already let you escape once. Do you really think I'll do it again, Jack Sparrow?" Norrington circled the helpless pirate like a vulture over a newly deceased animal.

"Captain! That's Captain Jack Sparrow, if you will. I'm asking you as a friend," Jack pleaded. He didn't like that look in Norrington's eyes.

"Friend? I don't believe we've ever established a friendship, Captain Jack Sparrow," Norrington sat down on a nearby crate. He was secretly very happy with himself. For once, he was the one in control. He had the pirate at his mercy.

"Look commodore, this is important business I'm attending to. Why else would I be here? I could be in Tortuga right now and drinking rum with a table full of beautiful women. Instead, I am here tied to the mast of my own ship, in the company of a man who once tried to kill me."

"You're wrong again Jack, I still want to kill you."

"Yes, it's been great catching up with you, but now if you'll untie me, I have some unfinished business here."

"And what could that possibly be?"

"Commodore, it's nothing you need to know."

"I suggest you tell me, that is, if you would like for me to untie you. Actually, I can't even guarantee that you'll leave alive."

"Ok, ok! I'll tell you this much. I need to speak to Will," Jack's eyes didn't have their usual humorous, carefree glint. Instead, they looked serious and anxious.

"Talk to Will about what?"

"Are you even listening to me? It's nothing that concerns you. It's between me and Will and it's very urgent. Do you understand what that means? It means I have to go, right now!"

"I can't trust you, Jack."

"When have I done something that lost your trust in me?"
"I never had any trust in you."

"Please, just let me go," Jack wriggled under the tight hold of the ropes.

"Your crew? You don't expect me to allow them to follow you into town, do you? Because if you do, then you really are crazy," Norrington was giving in.

"I'll tell my crew to leave, as long as you untie me!"

"Ok, but don't expect me to let you off easy next time, because next time, I will have you hanged," Norrington cut the ropes that bound Jack, "Now go tell your crew to leave."

"I'm in your debt, commodore. But firstly, can you get rid of all these people? If the Pearl is to sail away, we can't have all these guards onboard and in the way, now can we?" Jack walked off to talk to his crew.

"Everyone! Back to your duties! The Black Pearl is to sail out in five minutes. I want every last one of you gone by then!" Norrington yelled, his voice full of authority.

Within two minutes, every last man was cleared out.

"I'm going to stay here for a week. Ana Maria, you take over. I want you to sail to Tortuga, drink to your content, then come back in a week, understand?" Jack spoke to his crew.

"Jack, why can't we stay?" Ana Maria asked. The crew mumbled.

"Because, our dear commodore doesn't want a pirate crew here. Says you guys, oh and girl, will scare everyone," Jack replied.

"Alright, Jack, we'll be back in a week, and you better be in one piece!" Ana Maria joked.

"Right. And if any of you even thinks about mutiny, well, you all know what happened to Barbossa," jack spoke as he left his crew and his ship. He knew he could trust them. Jack grinned, it was awful risky, putting trust in pirates.

"You've got a good crew, for a pirate at least," Norrington came from behind Jack.

"I know. Well, better than my old crew," Jack turned bitter at the thought of Barbossa and his lot of mutinous vermin.

"Come, Captain Jack Sparrow. I'll escort you to town myself," Norrington motioned for Jack to follow him.
"Why, how kind of you," Jack remarked.

"Well, seeing as how everyone at Port Royal would love to kill you, or any other pirate for that matter, I guess I should deliver you to young Mr.Turner in one piece," Norrington joked.

Jack glanced at the commodore. He was in a rare mood. The serious commodore was joking and he had a stupid grin on his face.

Ha, he doesn't look like he's had much practice in smiling. I'm surprised he can smile, Jack thought to himself as the two men left the docks.
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Yay! Chapter 1 is complete! I hope you liked that. I actually have 13 pages of this fanfic written in a notebook, so I guess it won't take long for me to update. I guess I'll type up the next chapter next week, or maybe I'll be motivated to update earlier if I get some nice reviews *nudge* *nudge* Oh yeah, sorry about not much happening in this chapter, but I had to get the story moving along. But I promise after this, a lot of ~interesting~ things shall happen ^__~ Well, review! Thanks everyone!!!!