A/N: Updating once again, as you can see, fellow fanfic junkies. Back with the third crazy chapter filled with PotC craziness! ;) Lilly is in order to explain herself, don't you think? Ah, yes, let's continue, shall we? The story started out quite nicely, Jack and Lilly as mates, but wonder what it will turn into once she's aboard the Pearl. Will everything go smoothly between them? Will there be hate, lust or jealousy? Did Jack make the right choice when he dragged Lilly off with them? Dunno, but one is about to find out!!!

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Playing with Fire

Chapter Three: Aboard New Decks

"Holy Hell!" Jack exclaimed out of nowhere, staring at me in shock.

He was making me extremely uncomfortable by the peculiar way he was looking at me with misunderstanding written all over his dirt smudged face, his eyes wide and his mouth forming a small 'o' under his dark moustache. Yet after a short while, true discovery of my words dawned upon him, I could tell.

Closing my eyes, I awaited his harsh judgement, which I knew would follow my embarrassing revelation. He was bound to start teasing me, but why did it take so long?

Suddenly I heard a loud bark of laughter and slowly opening my eyes I found him in front of me and laughing his head off, clutching his ribcage as if afraid it would fall off.

And apparently, he did have the bloody nerve to stand there and freely laugh at me, at the moment when I was being sincere! He would pay dearly about that. I glanced around anxiously, tapping my foot to the stiff dock beneath me, expecting him to stop his fit soon or I would do it for him……with a lot of violence.

"And what, prey tell, is just so fuckin' funny?!" I spat, narrowing my eyes into slits and clutching the violin forcefully.

It took a while until he calmed down and after that, his lips seemed to wear a permanent grin which I wished to wipe away with one powerful punch.

"Ye're shittin' me, I say. Never been aboard a ship in ones life, that's pure bullshit, lass. Not even eunuchs does that badly!" he scoffed with mirth. "Aye, but a good entertaining tale it was, Tanner, indeed!" he chuckled, stroking his goatee with smooth fondles.

I frowned. "I was not joking, butthead, I was stating a fact; I really, truly, honestly haven't been aboard a ship." I said matter-of-factly. "And one more cackle which escapes yer trap is smothered with a blow of my fist, catch that?" I warned, waving my fist about. Jack nodded with that same, annoying grin still playing across his mouth.

"Ye must still be quite squiffy, luv," he mumbled.

"What was tha'?" I questioned, raising my fist.

Jack flashed me a bigger grin and said, "Nothin'."

I nodded once, glaring venomously at him.

"All right, let's pretend tha' what ye say is true, be a pretty pirate and enlighten me an itty bitty bit, please, firstly I want to be asking –"

"O' course you can be the ass king, dear! No need to be questioning about it! Oh, and shove that 'let's pretend that what ye say is true'- speech, up yer arse, for I know I'm speakin' the truth, fucker!" I replied rolling my eyes, still rather irritated that he had laughed at me.

He paused, gritting his teeth. That second was probably dedicated to ignore my fine comment for he continued like he hadn't heard a shot.

"How come you call yerself a pirate, Tanner, when ye haven't even been aboard a ship, let alone a boat in yer whole life?" Sparrow asked, gazing at me intensely, a new fire burning in his eyes.

I huffed and folded my arms over my chest, tilting my nose a bit into the air. "I call myself several other things than just a plain pirate, even if I haven't been on a ship or boat." I answered with pride. "I've been called a rascal, scoundrel, villain, knave, devil, black sheep and –"

"Really bad egg?" Jack recommended wickedly.

"I was coming to that, ye twit!" I growled and hit his arm roughly. Jack winced and rubbed the spot I had smacked. "One could say that the song is made fer me."

"Ahoy Cap'n, we must leave port immediately!" we heard a shout from the Black Pearl where the crew was hoisting the sails, ready to set sail.

The night was getting bloodier by the minute we stood there and talked. I could hear faint gunshots from the town where a battle of life and death was progressing between the navy and the enemy pirates.

"Ah, looks like tha' was our cue to leave, Tanner, now le's go!" Jack told me with a swift motion of his hand, turning around.

I panicked and froze, unable to follow him.

"I'm not coming! No way in hell, ye lout! I'll be absolutely no use on that bloody deck of yours, because I cannot sail, I cannot mend anything, I cannot navigate, I cannot cook, I cannot do that stuff you do to the rigging, I cannot do anything at all on board that horror boat!" I cried out and made Jack stop mid-step.

He turned back to look at me with a determined expression on his face.

"Simple; I'll teach ye." said Jack with a shining smirk.

My mouth dropped open as he took a firm grip of my wrist and started leading me towards the Black Pearl. "And just noting: she's a ship, ye bloody landlubber." he added, a fidgeting finger in the air.

"Ship, boat, he, she……whatever!" I groaned. "But I'm not putting one boot on that filthy deck……I'll rather eat worms!" I hissed and tried to yank my hand from him. "And come to think of it, what about me ol' mate Jim, the owner of the Singing Seaman? I can't leave 'im and Nassau alone, they needs me!"

"They're both gonna be all right, ye dense strumpet. 'Ey, above and beyond, you want yer pants back? Ye want to finish that electrifying game of poker we had to put into a pause?" Jack inquired, placing a hand on my breeches which were around his neck like an awfully old-fashioned scarf.

Now really thinking about it, I wanted my breeches back. That was the main reason I had stepped out of the Singing Seaman earlier that evening. And what became of that poker game, one had to wait and see.

Besides, I could not shove aside my largest dream and my biggest fear, which happened to be the same thing; to finally be able to sail a ship like a true pirate. I had to face it someday, though that day seemed to have arrived. I inhaled deeply, staring at the Black Pearl with newfound courage.

And the adventures which awaited me aboard……

"Aye, I'll come wit' ye lot, but only if I get to keelhaul someone." I said smiling, gripping the violin in my hand quite strongly. Sparrow laughed and grabbed my wrist again.

"If ye find someone to keelhaul, I give ye permission to it, luv," he started dragging me aboard, although I was walking by my onesies already.

I smiled secretly, "Oh, goodie, bu' you're the first one me list, shithead," I told him cheerfully, thinking about all the dirty stuff he had done to me during our game of strip poker.

I jumped on board, instantly disturbed by the rocking of the waves. "Oh Gods……Unsteady, unsteady……easy now, lil' land legs, ye're goin' to make it through this……" I told my legs and breathed deeply in and out.

"Good evenin', Captain and Miss Tanner," Gibbs called with a wave of his hand.

"Tanner." Anamaria nodded professionally. I nodded back and was greeted by the rest of the crew as well.

"Weigh the anchor, ye retarded swabs! Get this bloody ship in a move!" Jack yelled to his crew, walking nonchalantly towards the helm, grabbing my shoulder on the way and walked me with him.

"Ow! Hands off, pansy," I warned. "I'm tryin' to get used to this……this wobbly dinghy……" I muttered, spreading out my arms to keep my balance better that way.

Jack was not listening to me once again, the egoistical bastard, just rambling on as usual;

"I don't want ye makin' any kind o' nuisance aboard me ship, is that clear, Tanner?" Jack asked as the Black Pearl was untied from the dock.

"I won't go guaranteeing anything, scallywag. It was you who wanted me aboard in the first place!"

Oh, you go guessing what crooked thoughts took over my brain at that exact second. I couldn't help but feel extremely rebellious, plotting and scheming nasty things.

Jack's jaw dropped. "What are ye sayin', woman?"

"Oh, nothin', sir," I said, innocently smiling as the ship sailed out of the bay, leaving a burning Nassau behind. "Just tha' ye might've made a huge mistake lettin' me tag along, me heartie……" I thought and watched Sparrow from afar.

Needless to say, that grin was certainly eternal on my tanned, slightly freckled face.

This was going to be one hell of an adventure!

BOOM!

"BLOODY HELL, WE'RE HIT!!! TAKE ME BACK TO SHORE!!! YE HAVE TO TAKE ME BACK TO SHORE!!! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!!"

A hand was clapped over my mouth and my body thrown over someone's shoulder, while I kept screaming to be let down and taken to fast grounds.

I landed on a big, snug bed in a dark room, but a pair of angry eyes blocked my curious study of the cabin.

"Christ, Sparrow! Ye could've told me tha' sea-life was this dangerous! Someone blew a hole in yer ship, man, do somethin' about it!" I hollered in panic and scrambled to get up, but Jack's strong arms held me in place.

"What the fuckin' hell are ye trying to do, eh? Scarin' the shit out o' me crew is not a wise decision, Tanner, and me ship does NOT have any bloody holes!!!" he spoke through clenched teeth, his eyes bearing that same fire I saw once before……Hell, it was seriously turning me on!

"Easy there, mate, it was just a cunning plan to get yer handsomeness below," I explained smugly, wriggling my eyebrows seductively. "Ye're just where I wanted ye to be……" I smirked and ran a finger along his arm.

Sparrow made a low grunt somewhere in his throat and jumped a huge step backwards.

"Remind me not to speak with ye in a few days time," Jack murmured, rubbing his eyes.

"'Ey, don't do tha', Captain, the kohl's gonna wear off," I pouted with glee.

He groaned and stormed out of the cabin, locking it behind him. "Was it sensible to take her aboard?……I don't even know her, god damn it!" I could hear his rough voice growl as he walked back up on deck.

"Oh boy……Admit it, Lilly, you're one lucky poppet." I said to myself.

I laughed, throwing my head back. "Welcome to the Black Pearl, Miss Tanner……" I murmured softly, looking around the cabin.

I knew there would be a lot of surprises in the future, some more shocking than the other, but one thing I knew for certain;

Sparrow was not going to have a merry time with the likes of me on board. Too bad men are such horny creatures and captivated by games of strip poker, because I know –

"Jack made a huge mistake lettin' me trot along……" I grinned mischievously, getting up from the bed. "Don't think he'd mind me takin' a nightcap," I grabbed a bottle of rum and let the liquid slide down my throat, licking my insides pleasurably.

OOO

He did mind me taking a nightcap, he minded very much actually. Still a few days later, my hands were sore from all the dirty work he had put me through after that night he found me shit-faced in his bed, begging him to shag me. He didn't, thank the Lord. But he did throw me out of his cabin and locked the door in front of my nose and I had to sneak into Mr. Gribbs's bed. The old sea-salt was mighty pleased, I bet, but wisely I did not beg him to have sex with me, otherwise I would've thrown myself overboard. Afterwards he told me shyly that I stank like a rotten fish when drunk and got Jack into fits of laughter.

I was in friendly terms with the crew, though Jack was irritated out of his wits when I flirted with the males, making Anamaria laugh. She was a nice pirate lady, though a bit uptight and stuck-up. She told me the REAL history of the Black Pearl, the truth about Jack and the sea turtles and that bloke Barbossa. Told ya, bollocks all of it! No Devil was included, excluding a bugger almost like one named Jack Sparrow.

And to think that Sparrow was teaching me all the sea matters about ships and navigating, while starting gravely to despise my guts. I wonder why? I'm a charming pirate, no one can dislike me!

He hadn't even mentioned our poker game as the voyage continued, but I had a strange feeling that he had not forgot about it and we would soon finish it, one winner, one loser.

I had once feared ships and boats, the ocean generally, but aboard the Black Pearl, I felt safe. It was like my new home after seeing Nassau burn into oblivion. I sure hoped Jim was all right……

"Out o' the naughty daydreams, luv, I've got an assignment fer ye," Jack's rough voice interrupted my thoughts and I turned my head calmly in his direction.

I was sitting on my cot in Anamaria's and my cabin, practicing to play the violin I had inherited from my mother.

"Smashing……" I said sarcastically. "What dreadful task 'ave ye cooked up for me doom today, sir?" I asked with a sweet honeyed voice, pretending to be interested.

"Somethin' that involves slave labour, Tanner, now get yer ass up in a jiffy," he told me, motioning for me to stand up.

I moaned and leaned my head into the pillow. "Bugger off, Sparrow ye dull bastard, I'm in no condition to be workin'. These land legs are still getting used to all this seafaring……and me tummy might 'ave a thing or two to say……" as to get my meaning through, I dragged myself up from the bed and hurried to the open window and made disgusting sounds as if I was puking.

Once I pulled my head back in, I saw Jack sigh and check an invisible clock on his wrist.

"Nice try, me darling gal, but this time 'round no mercy," his eyes grew cold.

"It's not jolly to keep grudges, chum, they give ye wrinkles when scheming too much," I explained.

"Ah, better think before ye act, dear, that rum was mine,"

"Oh, so this was about that one drink I had while alone in yer stinkin' cabin, locked in with rotten fruits and smelling stockings, but why didn't ye say so immediately! I'll be honoured to be yer slave, oh, you high-and-mighty Sire," I replied with thick sarcasm oozing from my words.

Jack rolled his brown eyes and motioned for me to follow him. "It wasn't just one bottle, luv, it was me whole stack……" he added, crossed. I got up leaving the violin behind and swaggered behind him towards the galley, humming a happy tune.

"This pirate, has a hat, his knickers in a bunch and stinkin' crap. With an 'Arr, arr, arr' and an 'Aye, Matey', this pirate sailed on the sea." I sang cordially while hopping along the corridor, right after Jack. "This pirate, has a boat, it has a hole and doesn't float. With an 'Arr, arr, arr' and an 'Aye, Matey', this pirate sailed on the sea. This pirate, has a whip, did it when I told him to strip. With an 'Arr, arr, arr' and an 'Aye, Matey', this pirate sailed on the –"

"Please keep yer trap shut fer a moment's peace for my sake?!" Jack barked, throwing me a glance of detest.

"Aye, aye, Captain." I said mockingly as we entered the galley.

Good, gracious God.

I might consider taking a job wiping the Governor's arse……please, I'm not in the mood for this……

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A/N: Fun, fun, fun!!! And hell breaks loose aboard the Pearl. REVIEWS appreciated! Thank ye so much fer reading! :) Oh, the disclaimer was all lies and wishes, don't take it too seriously! (wink wink) And the song which Lilly was singing does not belong to me, though I changed the words innit a bit……

- "Son……I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy?" -