Chapter Two, Proving One's Self

Buffy actually started to smirk at Jack's threat after a couple of moments. She shook her finger right in front of his face, as if he did something wrong. This confused the crew but mostly it was Jack who was puzzled at her reaction; although he kept his face void of his confusion. He kept his sword at her throat, close enough to scare anyone (or so he thought), but far enough that it didn't touch her skin.

"Now, now, no need to use weapons for this. Didn't your mother ever tell you, Cappy? Never play with sharp pointy things? You could poke someone's eye out with that sword of yours. And besides, if you wanted to 'dance', you could have just asked you know," Buffy quoted Spike before quickly dropping down in all fours and swiping him off his feet. Knowing that he wasn't going to go down easy, she leapt towards her duffel bag, knowing that she placed one of her swords in there just incase they met trouble in the beach. She tumbled over still clutching her bag, and started to buy time by running the opposite direction while ruffling in its contents.

"Yer gonna get it fer tha', darlin'," Jack growled menacingly as he stood up from his back after the moment of shock passed. Embarrassment completely filled him when he realized that he was just humiliated in front of his crew. "Ye'll be swimin' in Davy Jones' locker by tha time I'm through with ye!"

"Damn it. Where is that? Eh, nope not this one," Buffy placed back one of her stakes away and started to ruffle more in her bag, while continuing to ignore every single threat Jack was making, making him more irritated. "Hey, I was looking for these, but now is not the time to gloat Buffy," she told herself and placed back her other pair of flip-flops.

"Aha! Here 'tis!" she took out the sword that she packed, and drew it from her bag, leaving it lying on the floor once more. She handled the sword with such ease as if she had been taught how to all her life which marveled the crew.

"I told you before Jackie. You get to try on that," Buffy's voice was mocking and childish, making her seem like an amateur with the sword. She held the weapon in ready position, with her left foot behind her right to balance her weight, and body relaxed while at the same time, anticipating an attack from her opponent. Jack was amazed at her form and the effortlessness of handling the sword such as herself like that; but revenge as well as teaching her a thing or two about messing with pirates made him continue on with his threat.

"I don't hafta try, luv," with that he made a blow for her upper torso, but was met instead with a block.

"Believe me Sparrow, you will," Buffy almost sneered at him as she started to make offense towards him, but it still had a slight challenge on it. She knew that she could make this man land on his ass, heck probably even kill him. But she wanted to see how good he really was, and knowing that if she gave all of her Slayer strength in one force, she wouldn't be able to.

Each precise stroke, jab, and blow was met either by air or a block by the other. Jack is acting on experience and of what he has learned, while Buffy on the other hand has already let her Slayer instincts to take over her movements.

The Slayer made a jab for Jack's torso, but the pirate leapt back, missing the tip of the blade by merely a few inches. Sparrow made a downward cut with his sword to the right, making Buffy loose her balance a bit as Jack's blow hit her blade. As she did, Jack saw the opportunity to do an uppercut on her left shoulder, but she twisted to her right as she got back her footing back. Buffy quickly did an uppercut on Sparrow's blade, making it swing upwards. Buffy grinned when it was Jack's turn to loose his footing as she swiftly made a downward cut on his left shoulder.

Jack however, parried uneasily but the block was strong enough to stop and prevent any damage to his shoulder. Buffy's weight and some of her slayer strength was all on her sword, making Jack go back a bit as he tried to making his feet stay in one spot.

Their eyes met a moment, and saw the other's burning with the same intensity only their foes have ever seen. It wasn't the flaming intensity of wanting to win their fight; it was the thrill of doing so, when it all comes down to brutal strength and past experiences. It was the excitement of a challenge that proves themselves of their skill against the other fighter. Buffy and Jack were lost in the other's orbs, but when the pirate moved back again, the connection was lost.

Jack grunted when he placed all of his efforts and his weight on his sword making Buffy falter back a couple of steps as he did. They both jumped back away from each other, both panting slightly with anticipation. Their eyes never left the other fighter as they planned their next strategy of winning the fight.

Sparrow marveled at her fighting skill, but he wasn't going to make a fool out of himself. He spotted something at the corner of his eye, and quickly rounded onto a rope which connected a large mast to its proper place and swiped his sword down, cutting it effectively. Grinning idiotically, he thought that the battle was won. But he thought wrong.

Without actually looking towards to her back, Buffy knew that something was coming towards her, so she instinctively dropped again to all fours with a slight grunt, leaving her open and defenseless on every attack when she dropped her blade, getting it stuck on the wooded floor.

"The floor has already too many notches in it, luv. Why'd ye hafta add some more?" complained Jack as he got towards it. He made another blow towards her, angrier than before when he realized that he too also damaged a part of his beloved ship.

She flipped backwards, and landed on the railing of the ship, almost making her fall backwards when she looked at what she was standing on. Jack's eyes sparkled with amusement when he saw her position. He made a blow towards her knees, making sure that it was part of the blade that will only bruise her and knock her over the Pearl when it hits her. Too bad he was wrong again.

Buffy jumped and flipped over, successfully going over his head and capturing her sword once more by using her momentum. She ducked for the second time as the swinging pole came again. Using this as another momentary distraction, Jack made another upper cut on Buffy's right arm. But Buffy being the Slayer wasn't going down that easy. She literally ran up the pole and somersaulted backwards, leaving an already stunned Jack, well, stunned.

"How the hell did ye do tha?"

"I'm Buffy Summers, Jack," she said cockily, mocking Jack's way of introducing himself a while back. Before Jack could answer, the pole swung again, only this time it hit both of them at the same time, making them land in the water with a loud splash. The crew snapped back from their daze, as they heard them crash into the sea.

"What are ye waitin' for? Toss out tha rope, ye dimwits!" Ana Maria yelled at them, and soon a group of five pirates tossed out to where they saw them crash, waiting for the both of them to use it. The fighters soon came up for air, swaying their heads to move their wet hair from their faces. Buffy pulled her sword out of the water, secretly loving the way the sun's light glinted against the metal.

"Ain't letting go from this baby," Buffy commented lightly with a little laugh and then tossed the sword towards the ship, hearing it land in a thud.

"If tha' makes a single dent, yer gonna get me new wood," Jack grumbled but threw his sword over too, while swimming towards the rope. Buffy rolled her eyes at his new threat, but followed suit anyways. They were hauled up as soon as they grasped the rope, and landed on the deck. As Jack breathed laboriously from their recent battle, Buffy looked like she wasn't even winded from both the swim and their fight.

She was back on her feet before Jack was, the water from her wet hair dripping on the floor as it clung to her face. She tucked them behind her ears before looking at Jack again with a slightly flushed face from their little dip.

"So, does that answers your question?" Jack nodded lamely, still taking in how she fought.

"How did ye learn how at fight like tha, luv?" asked Jack who was getting more curious and curious the more he got to know Buffy. His crew turned to look at the ever more interesting girl.

"Here and there. And besides, that was just a warm up," she said it in a tone that made them wonder if she really was telling a big fat lie. She smiled cheekily at their reaction, and picked up her duffel bag and asked them, "So uh, do you guys have any rooms I can go and change into, something not wet and clinging my form?" At her statement, all of the pirates except for Ana Maria looked her over, liking what they saw.

"Hey, hey, hey. Eyes are up here, people," Buffy pointed her finger at her face, once she saw them looking at her with looks making her shiver involuntarily.

"Ana Maria, take over the helm for now. And Gibbs, fix the damn pole," Jack exasperatedly sighed at the swinging pole.

"Aye, aye, Captain," Ana Maria ran towards the helm as Gibbs ordered a couple of his men to fix it. Jack turned back to Buffy who was looking at everything else with slight disinterest.

"I will lead ye to me quarters, milady," Jack said with a mock bow. Buffy's attention got back to him. She didn't seem to be as amused as much as he was, so she just gave him a blank stare. Jack saw the look, and sighed with annoyance but quickly led her to his quarters.

"Who taught ye all o' those fancy twirls back there, luv?" Jack asked as they entered his room. "Ye couldn't 'ave possible done picked it up."

"One thing I don't like about your head, Jackie, is that brain of yours, doesn't seem to get that my name is Buffy. B-U-F-F-Y. Not luv, milady, darlin', or whatever the heck you Brits call girls except girl, and woman. And also women," Buffy replied with a snap as she attempted to steer away the topic about her. Jack raised his eyebrows at her demands.

"Tha way I see it Buffy, ye are in no position to demand anythin'."

"Whatever. Now go out. Needing to change needs no requirement of you," she placed her hands on her hips, glaring a bit when Jack still didn't leave.

"I think I'll stay, luv. Besides it is me own room," Jack bluntly pointed the fact at her, making her look around the room curiously.

"It shows. Be a good pirate and turn around, or you will get a bruise on your tan face when I catch you peeking," Buffy warned him, giving him a harsher glare.

"Whatever pleases you, milady," sneered Jack but he turned around anyways. Jack started to sing to himself, 'A Pirate's Life's for Me', his favorite song all times. The Slayer rolled her eyes at the words, but turned around the other ways and started performing the art of changing clothes. She picked up her black tank top, thanking the gods for the invention of the built-in bra, so she doesn't have to bear on wearing the top part of her wet bikini. But unfortunately, she didn't have dry underwear, and had to settle on wearing it with her cargo pants. Hearing her undress, Jack turned discreetly to look at her, only catching a glimpse of her smooth, tan, back, but turned back quickly as she was finished dressing.

"Finished, luv?" Jack asked, ever politely.

"Just a sec. Got one more thing to do," with that, she slightly jogged towards him. Jack curious at her sudden movements turned around, and heard aloud smack on his face making him flinch.

"What ye do that for, ye chit? I didn't deserve that," he lied but he knew that Buffy somehow caught him peeking. His hand was already on his cheek, checking as if the blow made him bleed.

"Ye looked," Buffy simply said, imitating his pirate accent accurately, before heading back out.

A/N: Thanks for the reviews guys, really appreciate it. And, sorry for the technical troubles last time, you know, with me having to load the wrong chapter…sorry bout that. It all turned out well anyways, right?