A/N Hello! This is my take on an Inuyasha pirate story! Hazzah! In this story, I will add two of my own characters, Sayuir, who you will meet pretty well, and Uedo, how you will meet better later. I had to look up for a bunch of information, so if I got something wrong, please tell me. Also, if you are unclear what Sayuir looks like as of this chapter, please tell me and I'll try to explain her better next time. She might seem a bit stuck up this chapter, but she's not and I'll explain her actions in later chapters. But enough rambling, on to my story!

Disclaimer: Aye, if ye think I be owning Inuyasha, ye can leap of this story right now.

Deep Blue

By Pale Moonlight

Chapter 1: Captured

" Is it over yet?" asked a clenched voice to one of the girls next to her.

" It should only be about two mere hours longer," one answered.

A Mr. H.J. Higurashi had been going about twenty minutes strong on his acceptance speech for the title of Commodore. Kagome didn't see why her father had to accept this honor on his private boat, miles out in the ocean, on a perfectly good Thursday. He knew she had asked him not to do it today, that it was supposed to be hotter than hell. Of course, Kagome's father failed to believe her and scheduled for today nevertheless. Kagome's fan failed to reach her skin under the many layers of clothing she had been forced to wear for such a special occasion.

As bad as it was for her, Kagome assumed it had to be far worse for Sayuir. Though never fat, she was, well, far curvier than the fashionable body frame for the time. Kagome guessed it was Sayuir's parent's craziness that drove them to it, for Sango was, well, the best rounded of the three. Sayuir's parents' solution was to rush to London and buy her a lovely set of corsets. One could swear she propelled the sails with her fan.

They stood on an abandoned corner of the boat, right in front of the mass looking over what seemed to be a sea of heads. The view was terrible, but one could hardly miss H.J. Higurashi's voice loudly ring in their ears. It was better this way; Kagome, Sayuir, and Sango were never ones to mix well with the other high-class girls. Or rather, a many father had forbidden his daughter from mingling with them, which suited the high-class girls fine. Many were frightened of them.

Neither Kagome nor Sayuir nor Sango would settle down and sewn before an hour of grooming and a bath then off to an early bedtime, as many of their counterparts did. The main gossip of their town was the latest atrocity, whether it be training with swords, camping in forests, or even fighting with men. Most shuddered in their highly polished, super expensive boots to think of ever killing a demon. Nothing of course was said to Kagome, Sango or Sayuir, their fathers being three of the richest men in England.

Today of all days though, any of them could blend in if they felt an urge to. Kagome seemed unable to escape compliments over her high collared midnight blue dress with powder blue embroidery, and how well it brought out her sparkling brown eyes. Sango was looking normal in her dark magenta blouse with a curved, laced neckline and royal purple skirt, Sango's father being the only sane one in the bunch. Only Sayuir was truly miserable.

Sayuir was an inu hanyou, her father being a wealthy dog youkai merchant from the east and mother a girl he fallen in love with. Both were killed together one day while she was seven, and her mother's human parents, her only remaining relatives, had been forced into adopting her. They had hated being cursed with a hanyou child, but as the years pasted on their daughters had not been able to be married off, it came to that on Sayuir's shoulders rested the family name. Her basic life was meeting suitor after suitor and listening to her parents argue on endlessly about which would make them the richest.

Suitors came from near and far to ask for Sayuir's hand. She was a beauty, small and curvy, bright amber eyes, long, following white hair, and two snow white dog-ears high upon her head. Her skin was just barely touched with sun, and checks glowed with a pale pink touch. The only setbacks were her height and fiery nature, her being a few inches shorter than the fashionable height and unable to sit still for long without having an urge to fight something. That, of course and that she'd refuse to talk or barely even look at any suitor that came to her.

Sayuir's parents had placed her into a pale yellow corseted hell hold for all of England's noblest to see. Other than the lack of air reaching her lungs, Sayuir looked lovely with her hair placed high on her head, hiding her ears. She seemed innocent enough, yes, but she'd sworn to kill the corsetiere that sold her parents the vile thing.

After a few more agonizing moments of heartwarming ending speech, Kagome's father seemed not to see anyone else to bore so he stepped down and let activities return to normal. There was a great release of air as the violinist resumed playing and young men asked young women to dance. Finally, after some strategically targeted weaving, Commodore H.J. Higurashi made it to his daughter's side. Kagome received a kiss on the head and a, " good to finally see you acting your sex," before moving on.

" Your father can be a bastard, excuse my language, sometimes," whispered Sayuir as Kagome's father left.

" Yours isn't any better," replied Kagome, eyeing the immoral corset.

" Yes, but mine isn't here," resounded Sayuir, " He's with your mother and Souta and Sango's father and Kohaku and my mother all at something else."

" A dedication or something," added Sango.

" Aye, damn to the depths they how thought of speeches before dedications," said Sayuir, her voice taking on a new accent.

Kagome sighed. They'd been over this a million times. " What's with you and pirates?" asked Kagome.

" I can't help they interest me," said Sayuir, smile clearly being hidden, "Besides, I need something to do in that house."

" Aye, we're probably jinxed know, and we're going to meet some," said Sango," and wouldn't you like that?"

" Well, it would be interesting."

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" God damnit, Kouga! Can't ye follow orders and steer starboard for once!"

" Well, captain, If you don't like it why don't you shove it up my…"

" Ship, on the western side!" yelled a voice from the crow's nest.

An amber eye looked fiercely up to the man who disturbed his confrontation. Inuyasha was not one to let lightly off the man who dared throw him of track. His sword slide back into it's scabbard before he turned aside.

The deck never seemed more inviting. He normally hated the wind for blowing off his signature three-pointed hat, but he walked right into the storm of air that blew his way. Into his lungs burst a deep blast of salty ocean air. As good as the money, adventure, and killens' were, his crew could stress him out more than any other job he'd had. But that could be because he'd always been a pirate.

At fifteen, he joined the Lady Maiden, a mediocre pirate ship. It took no time to convince the crew against the captain, and within the month Old Captain Bootlace was high and dry upon some desert island and Inuyasha was voted into office. After that, the fame came. And the boat name changed off course, the Lady Maiden never being a name to strike fear into the heart. It had been Miroku, a man who'd lived on the boat all his life and Inuyasha's best friend, who'd come up with the name, The Tainted Shikon.

The wind whipped Inuyasha's one good white collared shirt. Somehow, the rest had to be sacrificed for their amount of bloodstains. Funny how that always happened. Taking out his telescope, he looked at the supposed ship.

Damn. That'd get a few more shirts.

" So, we going after it? We be needing the supplies dearly," called down Kouga in a tone unrespectful for one of lower rank.

" Aye," Inuyasha whispered, his voice lost in the wind," Kouga! Sail west if ye can mange that. We be going looting."

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As they walked about the main deck of the boat, Kagome pointed out several fainting couches, but Sayuir never felt breathless enough to use one. Sayuir didn't stop unless to sit down for a brief second or to fiddle with her necklace. She was somehow unable to pull away the cool form of the chain and jewel from between her breasts.

The music floated gently over the ocean, as the band Kagome's father had hired played slow song after slow song, and Kagome refused man after man. Sango stood confidently behind Kagome, her father having recently arranged a marriage with a temperamental man from the east with legendary furry. Sango suspected the marriage would fall through, but it kept most of the men off of her back for a while. Few asked Sayuir, for it was widely know she had two left feet for dancing, and would ignore any man thought by her unworthy of her presence.

" Just because I don't enjoy dancing doesn't mean you have to stand here with Sango and me," said Sayuir to Kagome, "I know you would rather be one the dance floor."

" With who?" asked Kagome, " How could I pick one brainless dunce from the rest? Impossible."

The three giggled and continued their stroll about the ship to nowhere. The wind blew a good breeze, flapping the sails about. Sunlight beat down, but not fiercely, though it seemed to cook the air enough to make the atmosphere seem hellish. Damn, thought Kagome, today would have proved great for riding. She felt the familiar itch for a sword or bow and arrows come to her hands. The water added no interest; its waves rolled slightly, the furry of the ocean lost in the beauty of the day. It was so, so very boring. Adventures of pirates and storms and sea monsters made the ocean seem so wonderful. Kagome leaned over the railing and sighed. How did her father convince her to ride in this hell hold?

Kagome looked to Sayuir for conversation, but her eyes looked seaward. Something about some invisible spot in the distance held her attention better than anything Kagome had ever seen.

" What do you look to?" asked Kagome.

" Do you not see that brown figure on the horizon?" she uttered to Kagome.

" Where?" asked Sango.

After a few seconds of straining her gaze, Kagome found a brown speck on a line where the ocean seemed to end. She pointed this out to Sango, who took on a look similar to Sayuir's.

" Yes, I see the ship. What are you both worked up over? Probably just a merchant ship or another hellish award ceremony," joked Kagome.

No sparkle entered Sayuir's amber eyes, and Kagome could tell something was amiss.

" Kagome," Sayuir started, "the sails on that ship, they're all black."

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" Alright men! Get to ye stations! Last check, I've one ownerless cutlass! Anyone without weapon will not be have my pity in battle!" yelled a voice over the commotion.

Men from seemingly nowhere ran down long, dark wooden stairs to grab a sword or pistol or some sort of weapon from the man who'd been yelling. A few would try for information from the Courter Master, but he'd just shoe them away. People raced to the gunnery, and black powder and cannon balls were loaded in. A match was lit, but quickly put out.

" Fool," cried a voice, " Your 'pose to wait for the captain's orders! Ye can't blow the whole damn ship up before we're 'pose to."

" I be getting ready!" yelled back the man with the match, " We'll get lots of lot from this ship, won't we, and not all of the sliver and gold kind!"

To this both men laughed, only to be stopped by an, "excuse me gentlemen," from behind them. Both feared to turn around.

" Now, I suppose you'll be ready to return to your stations, aye?" said the Courter Master.

" Sorry, Uedo," said the first man, " but old Snake here was goin' to blow the other ship pre-orders."

"Don't make excuses," snapped Uedo," back to ye posts."

" Get on your nerves, don't they?" asked someone from behind Uedo after the two men had fled.

" More that you'd think, Miroku." Uedo answered.

" Come on, Inuyasha'll be pissed if we aren't above ground when it's boarding time," called Miroku back as he started up the stairs.

" Oh yes, like he won't be pissed when he finds outs who's boat we be going after," Uedo whispered to himself.

Woo. That's done. So, tell me what you think. Anything out of place, anything not sound real? How do you like Sayuir so far, hum? You'll learn more of Uedo next chapter. Please Please Please review. Please. Here's a preview:

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" So what does that mean?" asked Kagome.

The shock at the side gave them their answer.

Hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Please review. See ya next!

Your Faithful Authoress,

Pale Moonlight