Chapter 5 Do I have enough cigarettes?
"Cap'n's orders Alyth, yer te come out and party wit the rest o us," a female voice called through the door, 'Ana Maria,' she thought as she stretched her legs and walked to the door. Alyth had been sitting at Jack's desk reading for the past hour or so while the rest of the crew pirated.
"So everything was a success then?" Alyth asked Ana as she opened the door and left the cabin.
"Yea, the merchant's gave up wit out a fight," Ana said with a smile.
"Are you sure I should be celebrating with you? I mean, all I did was hide in a cabin," Alyth said, embarrassed that she hadn't helped.
"Dun worry bout nuthin, the new people neva help with the first raids. Ye jus need some practice wit a blade, I be glad te help ye," Ana told her, as they walked to the galley.
"I would be honored, that would be really great of you," Alyth said.
Ana nodded uncomfortably, "I should get back te work, the celebration will be in an hour, Jack says he wants a feast."
"Okay, bye" Alyth said as they reached the galley. "Now, what to make for dinner," she mumbled, then got to work.
"'ey, why isn't there any food yet?" Jack asked an hour later as he walked into the galley.
"I'm almost done, you're so impatient," Alyth said, pulling the fried fish off the makeshift burner, and taking the vegetables off the fire.
"Smells good luv, what'd ye make?" He asked, looking over her shoulder at the food.
"You'll see, for now why don't you do me a favor and set the tables while I dish out the food."
He looked at her incredulously, "ye want me te set the tables?" Jack asked.
"Sorry, oh powerful and almighty Captain," Alyth said with a bow to him, "I did not mean to disrespect you in any way. Can you ever find a way to forgive puny me for thinking that you, the mighty Captain Jack Sparrow, would set some tables?"
"Aye, I could think o a way fer me te fergive ye," Jack said, coming closer to her and leaning down to whisper in her ear. "Perhaps if ye were te come te me cabin we could-"
"Jack, you really mean it? You'll forgive me if I sleep with you?" Alyth asked innocently, her eyes staring up at him, 'he is way too sexy for his own good,' Alyth thought suddenly, then quickly pushed the thought aside.
"Aye, I would be good enough te fergive ye if ye slept with me," he answered.
"Well then we only have one small problem Jack."
"An what be that?" He asked her cautiously.
"I don't want forgiveness," Alyth said, and walked away grinning.
"Damn woman, why do ye do that te me, luv?"
"Because I can," she told him, and began setting out the dishes on the table. She knew he was watching her. "You know, you could always help me instead of staring at my ass."
"But I like te stare at yer arse, it's a nice one," Jack said, and she could feel his smirk.
"I know it is, but that doesn't change the fact that it's rude."
"Pirate," Jack said, and she turned to see his stare.
"Well at least carry over some of that fish would you? It's ever so heavy for little me to carry by myself," she said, giving him a pout.
"Yer good, I dunno why I even play with you," Jack murmured, picking up two platters of fish and bringing them to the table, then going back and getting more. He continued doing this until all the fish was on the table. While he was carrying the fish, she had been doing the same with the vegetables.
"That looks great Jack, thank you for the help," Alyth said, and rang the bell. Within seconds every man, and one other woman, on the ship was running into the galley. Alyth quickly grabbed a seat by Ana Maria, and everyone dug in. The meal finished quickly, and Jack stood up to make a speech.
"Ye all werked 'ard today, stole good, and even managed not te get yerselves killed. For this, we celebrate. Pull out the barrels, and the instruments," Jack called, and stepped down as the entire room cheered.
"Grab a glass girl, it be goin fast," Ana Maria said, handing Alyth a large mug and leading her over to the rum barrels. Alyth followed her example and dunked her mug in, filling it to the top. She took a long drink, and smirked as the men watched open mouthed. Alyth had always loved rum, it was her favorite liquor.
"Well even if ye can't fight, at least ye can drink," Jack said as he filled his mug.
"Who said I couldn't fight?" She asked.
"Well, earlier, ye... Can ye fight?" Jack asked, apparently at a loss for words.
"Of course I can fight, I've just never fought a group of men that are willing to kill me before, I thought I should practice a little before trying it out."
"Well then come with me." Jack grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the galley and up the stairs. When they reached the deck he said, "wait here." He then disappeared for a few minutes. When he returned he had two swords in his hands, and a pouch. "If ye can beat me in a fight, I'll give ye this, if ye can't then ye owe me somthin. Do we have an accord?" He asked, holding out one of the swords to her, and smirking.
"Yes, we have an accord," she said, and took the sword. She made a few slashing motions in the air, testing it's weight distribution and length before being satisfied, it was a fine sword. Alyth had taken lessons most of her life, while her friends had been in ballet she had been learning how to fight, hand to hand, sword, and knives, knives were her favorite. Without hesitation Jack thrust his sword forward, aiming at her stomach. She immediately, and easily, blocked his thrust. She knew he was playing, and responded by pushing his sword away and striking at his arm, he was unprepared, and moved just in time to save his skin, but his shirt was cut. He looked from his sleeve to her, and she smirked. The fight began. He thrust at her, and she parried. They began to move around the deck, her leading the way as she backed him up against the wall with her blows. Realizing the jeopardy he was in, he began to push back, using his strength to make her back up. He had her against the mast when he swiped at her hard, she blocked, but her sword was thrown from her grasp by his force. She looked up to find his sword at her throat.
"I win," he whispered, smiling a wide smile, and she noticed for the first time his bottom teeth were gold.
"I don't think so," Alyth whispered, and kicked up, kicking his sword out of his hand. He looked up as it turned, and flipped in the air. The sword began to drop, and Alyth caught it, and then quickly put the tip to his throat. "Do you yield Captain?" She asked breathless, looking into his deep brown eyes, in the darkness they looked black, 'like ebony,' she thought, waiting for his answer. She watched his movements closely, waiting to see if he would try anything. To her utter disbelief Jack threw his hands in the air.
"I yield," he said, then reached in his pocket and pulled out the small pouch she had seen him with earlier.
"What is it?" She asked eagerly.
"Open it and see," he told her.
She quickly obliged him. Opening the bag she dumped it out in her palm. It was a necklace that had a black pearl in the middle and was surrounded by two diamonds on either side; it rested on a silver chain. "It's the most beautiful necklace I've ever seen in my entire life," she whispered, marveling at the craftsmanship.
"I thought ye'd think that," Jack said. He took it gingerly from her hands, and placed it around her neck, clasping it at the back.
"Now ye have somthin that says ye belong te the Black Pearl. Not many'll harm ye with that." He searched for their mugs of rum, and made a triumphant noise as he found them.
"Thank you Jack," she said as he offered her the mug. She took a quick swig, then looked around to make sure no one was on deck.
"Ye want one o yer cigarettes don't ye?" He asked with a smirk.
She nodded, and pulled her pack out, noticing it was almost gone. "Shit, I hope I'll have enough," she mumbled as she pulled one out and lit it.
"Why do ye like them so much?" He asked, taking a long drought of his rum.
"Why do you like rum so much? Others hate it, much like you hate my cigarettes, but you still love it correct?"
"Aye, I spose yer right," he drained his mug and she smiled and followed suit. "I'll get us more." Jack took her mug and left.
A few hours later, Jack and Alyth danced on the deck singing songs. She was more drunk then she ever remembered being in her entire life.
"Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me. We pillage, we plunder, we rifle, and loot, Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho. We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot, Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.
We extort, we pilfer, we filch, and sack,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
Maraud and embezzle, and even high-jack,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.
We kindle and char, inflame and ignite,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
We burn up the city, we're really a fright,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
We're rascals, scoundrels, villans, and knaves,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
We're devils and black sheep, really bad eggs,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho," they sang and danced, twirling around the ship.
"I love this song," Alyth said as she flopped onto the deck and pulled out a cigarette. She had already gone through a hole other pack in the hours before this, making this her third pack in one day. "I really should preserve these, but oh well, I had a hard day, I'll start tomorrow," she said offhandedly.
"I hate te tell ye this, but it is tomorrow," Jack said, flopping down next to her.
"Na uh, it's not the next day till I sleep," she told him knowingly. He just laughed at her and lay down on the deck, pulling her with him.
"Well if ye like I can keep ye up all night," he whispered seductively in her ear.
"No thanks, I'd like to get some sleep tonight," she says, yawning, "Besides, I doubt you could keep me awake, I'd need something really exciting." Alyth smirked at his indignant look, which quickly changed to one of his, you'll regret saying that, smirks.
"Well if ye don't believe me you could always see fer yerself," as he said this, she felt a hand land on her thigh. Feeling too tired to move it, she left it there and took a drag of her ciggy.
"Well I could try it out, but where would be the fun in that?" She asked him with a giggle.
"Trust me, ye would have fun," he told her, and began moving his hand slowly up her thigh, sending small shivers through her body from his touch. 'I could get used to this,' Alyth thought, taking a long drag from her ciggy. She quickly tried to think up some cheeky way to answer him. She liked to annoy him.
"Ah, but you're a pirate, you can't trust a pirate," she said triumphantly.
"I thought ye did trust me, since I saved yer life 'n all," he mumbled, and she felt his breath on her ear. She turned her face, they were so close now that their lips were almost touching.
"Why Captain Sparrow, I do believe you're trying to seduce me," Alyth whispered, looking into his eyes.
"Have ye only just now figered that out luv?" Jack leaned forward, and she made no move to escape, their lips touched briefly and she felt herself start to melt into his kiss.
"Jack, the boys want te know-" They broke apart and looked up as Ana Maria walked up the stairs. "Sorry te interrupt, it's jus that they want te know if ye were gonna play some poker," she mumbled, and almost ran down the stairs.
Alyth looked over at Jack and smiled. "I think I'll go to bed Jack, could you show me where I'll be sleeping?"
"O course luv, come on," he said, then slowly stood up and extended a hand to her. She gratefully accepted, and followed him down the stairs, past the galley and into a small room. "I had Ana bring yer bag in a lil while ago, and a cot was set up fer ye earlier, luv." Jack said as he opened the door.
"Thank you Jack," Alyth said, and walked in. Jack turned to leave her, but when he reached the hall she called, "Jack?"
"Yea?" He turned to look at her.
She walked to the door, and reached up, lightly caressing his hair. "Thank you for everything," she whispered, and then kissed him softly. "Goodnight," she said cheerily, and closed the door on his surprised face.
"That girl will be the death of me," she heard him say through the door, and smirked.
"That I will Jack," she whispered, and went to bed.
Hope you guys enjoy this chap, I worked kinda hard on it. BTW, I remembered to put up a disclaimer... I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean... Though I would love to own Jack Sparrow, or Johnny Depp. Johnny if you're reading this, know that I am the sexiest bitch you will ever meet, and I'm the best in bed too, I'll do things to you that you only ever DREAMED of... Come on Johnny, you know you want to...
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