Disclaimer: As much as the three of us want to own PotC we don't ) so if it was in the film it's not ours! Well actually we all own the DVD. And we own Kila, well actually Hayley does, and Cano too… but I own Captain Rousseau! O and, The Sparkling Diamond. Ok I feel better… I WANT Johnny though.

Hey!

This is Ashlee now and I'm really liking this story so far. Good job Hayley! Anyway Hayley and I decided that we should ask our reviewers to comment on which writing style you like the most, out of the three of us. And whoever you all think would write the best sex scene will write the first one. I think it will probably me or Hayley because I don't know if Mel would feel comfortable going into detail about such a scene, but maybe she will. Then there's me and Hayley who would kill to sleep with Johnny Depp, and don't mind telling the world. So remember:

Ch.1- Hayley

Ch.2- Ashlee (me)

Ch.3- Melanie

So here we go…

Ch.2- The Sparkling Diamond

It was a warm August night, the kind of night where the heat sticks to you like an extra blanket. Kila had left her home, her life, for a new one on the back of her horse and best friend, Cano, about an hour and a half prior. Somehow the two had gotten lost on the dark streets of Port Royal. Cano was slowed to a walk when Kila spotted the docks. With a smile, she dug her heals into Cano's sides, and he trotted to the docks.

Once they arrived, Kila tied the old horse's reins to a post, and attempted to barter a passage to Tortuga. Unfortunately, there were not many captains willing to take a woman aboard. She passed a man selling hats, and various fabrics, and decided it would be in her best interest to buy a hat and thin strip of material.

She tucked her braid under the hat and wrapped the material around her torso to bind her breasts once she was out of sight from the docks. She looked herself over best she could without a mirror, and was off to the docks once again.

"Excuse me sir. My name is Kendal Everett, and I would like to barter a passage to Tortuga aboard your ship." Kila drawled deeply and more confidently than she felt.

"Captain Adam Rousseau at yer service." He took her hand with a broad smile. He was very attractive. He had shoulder length blonde hair and deep blue eyes. As well as dimples that gave way to his age, he couldn't be more than twenty-five. "Tha' your horse?"

"Yes sir."

"I'll tell ye what, ye give me the horse, and I'll give ye a safe, quiet passage-."

"Quiet? But sir-."

"It's obvious you're hiding from someone o' something, lad. Tha's why people go to Tortuga, to hide."

"Very well… the horse." She said exasperated.

Captain Rousseau showed her to her room and assured her that Cano would be fine. Once inside, she released her hair from its confines, as well as her breasts, and breathed a sigh of relief. Her light brown locks fell to her waist, and she smiled at how good it looked wavy after being braided all night. It was early morning now and she was very tired. She stretched out onto the bed and thought about the deal she'd just made. Leaving Cano behind would be very difficult for her after all these years. Living in a society where propriety was everything, one could not have close friends, friends on the surface, yes, but close friends that one could open up to were just nonexistent. The only people who she'd ever been able to open up to were her older, now deceased, brother, Robin, and up until Robin's death, her father. She lost both of them that night. Robin had come to her room and kissed her goodnight, then told her he was going away that night, and that it was not her fault, but she could have his pony he'd been raising, Cano. Kila had been happy to hear she'd get the beautiful pony she'd been wanting, but began to cry when she realized he was leaving.

Her mother had found him the next morning. He was hanging from a noose in the barn. That's when her father began drinking. Her life stopped after that. Her mom became abusive, and life was put on hold. She began talking to Cano about her heartbreak and became angry with Robin and cursing him for leaving them like this, for ruining everything she had, and that was when Cano had helped her most. He nuzzled her face with his and made her smile. It was something Robin would do when he hugged her to make her laugh. She knew part of Robin was in Cano. She forgave him that day, she loved him too much.

Now she was leaving Cano here. The only piece of her old life she wanted with her. The only piece of Robin she had left. But it was time to leave the past in the past, and move on to greater things.

The ship moved, and she jumped at the realization that they were leaving the harbor and life with her family was over. She was gone now! With those thoughts she fell into a deep sleep.

She was awaked by a violent jerk of the ship that evening that had sent her sprawling off of her bed.

"What the fuck was that?!" she asked to no one in particular. She heard yelling and shuffling up on deck. 'What the hell is going on up there?' she wondered.

She ran out of her cabin and onto the deck, and saw the entire crew of the Sparkling Diamond engaged in various sword fights. She had seen a swordfight but of course knew of them. Stories she heard had always made them seem so barbaric, however actually seeing it was so amazingly different. Especially between the hansom, Captain Rousseau, and who she assumed to be the captain of the other ship. Both were young and muscular and seeing them so close to one another, engaged in a battle made them seem like two powerful Caribbean gods. They were so elegant and graceful. It was a dance, fast pace and sweaty, and almost erotic really. She could see both men's muscles ripple under their clothing, and was deeply and understandably entranced but each man's incredible physique.

She looked toward her left and black sails and dark wood. 'Oh shit' she thought. She recognized that ship, those sails. She'd never seen it before, of course, but it was unmistakably the legendary Black Pearl. Her jaw about hit the floor when she thought about the stories she'd heard about that ship and its crew. But more than anything, the captain.

Captain Rousseau yelled something to the crew that she couldn't quite make out. At once, the entire crew of the Sparkling Diamond fell to their knees, and clasped their hands behind their heads.

The man who had been fighting Rousseau staggered in a seemingly drunken way across the deck. That's when it hit her. That man, that very attractive man, was none other then the Captain Jack Sparrow. She gasped. So many stories she'd heard about the fearsome, womanizing captain.

He looked into her deep green eyes and smirked while strutting toward her and sashaying every once in a while.

He was about two feet away from her when he turned abruptly to his crew, and for a second she thought he'd loose his balance. "A woman," He said calmly, but voluminously. The crew of The Black Pearl laughed sardonically, and her eyebrows lowered into a 'v' shape wondering how he knew. He turned to face her again after a moment, and looked her up and down. However on his way back up his eyes froze on her chest and a small smirk graced his luscious lips. She looked down.

"Oh Fuck!" she exclaimed. Noticing now that her shirt had come unbuttoned and the valley between her breasts were in view. Exposing curves that left little to the imagination. She quickly buttoned it up and realized her hair was down as well. 'Too late now.' She mused. A disappointed expression passed over his face.

"Like th'dirty talk, do we now?" he smiled lustfully.

"Bite me, Bitch!"Unfortunately, that comment only broadened his smile.

"Is that an invitation?" He slurred seductively in a low tone.

He once again turned to his crew, "Alright you scabrous dogs, wet the sails and leave enough food to last a week. Take anything of value." And with that, he swiftly turned to Kila, and grabbed her by the legs, and unceremoniously through her over his right shoulder.

A/N:

The Sparkling Diamond—I'm sorry I just love Mulin Rouge though!

O and wetting the sails make's it so that the sails are unusable for a couple days, but leave no permanent damage, it's the polite think to do if the other crew surrenders, instead of burning their sails.

O and the "bite me bitch" comment is dedicated to Dani, Kenny and Hayley.

So… you like? I really am open to suggestions. PLEASE review and I'll love you to the end of time. That sounds like a Meatloaf song, can anyone guess which one? Anyway don't forget to let us know who you want to write the first lemon scene. Here's Melanie---