Hiya! Er... for people who have author alerts, sorry that this isn't the eleventh chapter. I'm working my ass off on it. Don't' blame me, though. I just got back from New Jersey! I changed a bit in this chappy... just to make it a bit funnier. I think you'll like it.

Anyway, enjoy!

Chapter 10: I know who's blood you need

'Mommy...'

This was the thought that passed through Yoyo's mind as he looked around at the nasty horde of pirates. After several seconds of thinking out his will, the pirate in front of him let out a cry of surprise.

"You!" He gasped, not seeming to believe his eyes. "You're still alive?!"

"Er..." Yoyo looked at himself to see if someone had shot him already and he hadn't felt it. To his relief, he had sustained no injury. "I guess so." He replied with a grin.

"Not for long!" The pirate beside him yelled, thrusting his gun closer to his side. Yoyo knew there was only one way out of this.

"Pebelewth." The pirates looked at Yoyo with a puzzled expression. "Pelewbwith." Their expressions were still blank. Yoyo closed his eyes in thought. "Par... par... parsley... parsnip... party..." As Yoyo muttered off different words, he silently prayed one of the pirates would correct him. To his relief, someone did.

"Parley?" A grin appeared on Yoyo 's face once again. The one who answered was the one who had yelled the death threat and poked him in the side with his pistol. From what he could tell, the one who had answered him had a wooden eye. It was Ragetti.

"Ah! That's the word!" Yoyo exclaimed. "PARLEY!!"

"Parley!" Ragetti 's partner fumed. "Damn to the depths whoever thought of parley!!"

"It was the french." Yoyo explained, blocking the barrels with his fingers. "Latin based folk... inventors of mayonnaise."

"I like mayonnaise!" Pintel said with a smile. Yoyo frowned at this.

"Yes, but they're also the inventors of raisins." He pointed out. "The nasty things. They're making a mockery out of grapes! The french are also eunuchs." He added, making scissors with his index and middle fingers. Pintel grinned sheepishly.

"I used to date a eunuch." Yoyo cringed at the thought.

"Er... too much said there."

& & & & &

"Yoyo 's... gone?" Corn seemed to just stare into space. "No... he couldn't have... he can't be..."

"He did." Beat growled, his eyes still fixated on the floor. After a few moments he finally led Rhyth away from the group and into the lower part of the ship.

"Beat..." Rhyth gave Beat a worried look as she sat down. "What's wrong?" Beat didn't answer. "It's not your fault. You know that. Try not to worry about him. He can handle himself." She smiled weakly, hoping that he would to the same.

"Your hand..." He muttered. Rhyth gave him a questioning look, then remembered that her hand had a gash in it. "Is it okay? Let me have a look..."

"It's okay..." She murmured softly, taking a quick glance at her palm. To her dismay, Beat gave her a disapproving look. Rhyth sighed and gave him his hand.

He got you good..." Beat muttered, stroking the gash gently. Rhyth winced as his thumb traced the cut, so he stopped. "It still hasn't stopped bleeding..." Letting go of Rhyth's hand, Beat took the sleeve of his shirt and tore off a strip of cloth. "Let me see your hand again." Beat took Rhyth's hand and gently wrapped the cloth around it. Rhyth blushed slightly at his touch, but calmed down after a second.

"And... there." Beat finished tying the knot on the bandage. Rhyth winced once again. "Sorry..."

"It's okay..." She replied quietly, looking up at Beat. 'Gods, he's cute...' She informed herself silently. This thought caused Rhyth's cheeks to turn a light pink.

"Something wrong?" Beat asked, eyes wide with curiosity. Rhyth shook her head, avoiding his gaze.

"No..." She replied quietly. She looked down at her hand, which was still being held by Beat. The rudie soon realized too, and immediately let go.

"Er..." Beat blushed and looked away. "Sorry..." He muttered. Rhyth smiled.

"You know, Beat..." Rhyth started. "At first, I thought you were a total jerk... then I got to know you." She looked up at Beat, who had turned to her. "You really aren't as mean as I thought you were... you're actually kinda sweet..." Rhyth felt the heat rise to her face once again. "That time... after your mother died-"

"I nearly killed you..." Beat muttered. "And you still stayed..." He looked up at Rhyth. "Why'd you stay with me?"

"You..." Rhyth looked at the floor. "You were in pain..." Beat's eyes were still full of question, so she continued. "You were suffering at the loss of your mother... I didn't want you to be like that forever..."

Beat smiled warmly at her. "Thanks, Rhyth." He said, taking her hand once again. Rhyth nodded and quietly smiled in return. Her expression then saddened as she pulled her hand away and jerked the medallion she was wearing off of her neck. She then handed it to Beat.

"It's yours." She said in a choked whisper. "I think you might want it back." Beat gave her a puzzled look.

"What do you mean, Rhyth?" He asked gently. Rhyth shook her head, ignoring the tears stinging at her eyes.

"No, Beat... you don't understand... the blood to be repaid... they need your blood... not mine... "

Beat looked from her, to the medallion. "What? You're saying that they want my blood... and you never told me?" His eyes reverted back to their cold look instantly. "Why didn't you say anything?!"

"I-" Rhyth's eyes were full of regret and fear, which soon changed into anger. "Well, last I checked, I was with Hayashi for the past ten chapters or so! What was I supposed to do?! Send you a carrier parrot?!"

Beat froze. Her counter-attack made sense. They had just reunited after several days of being apart. But that didn't change anything!

"You could've told me right at the beginning!" He snapped.

"What?!" Rhyth looked like she would punch him any second now... "At the beginning?! Hello!! I didn't even know it was going to go along with the story! It is a dream, remember?!"

"So this is how you thank me for saving your ass from Hayashi... AGAIN!!! How many times have I saved you so far?! Let's see... one, two, three, four, five, six, seven-" Beat was interrupted by a dignified snort.

"Yeah, sure... you saved me seven times!" Rhyth said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes. "The only times you did save me were when you weren't drooling over Gum!"

"Gum?! That's Corn's girl! Why would I drool over her?!"

"'Cause you like her!"

"No I don't!"

"Yes you do!"

"Do not!"

"Do to!"

"DO NOT!!"

"DO TOOO!!!"

"I'm telling you! I don't like her! I like-" Beat froze. He had just barely given away the girl he liked to Rhyth. The scariest thing was that he didn't know what he was going to say! That meant he subconsciously had the hots for someone and he didn't entirely know who!! "...Somebody else..." He finished quietly. He watched in fear as a smirk tugged at the corner of Rhyth's lips.

"Really?" She said in a tone that made Beat shiver. "Who is it, then?" Beat simply crossed his arms.

"Like I'd tell you!" He spat. Rhyth simply smiled evilly.

"Come on... you can tell me."

"No I can't." He countered bluntly.

"Can too."

"Can not."

"Can too!"

"Can not!"

"Can too!"

"Can not!"

"You're mean!" Rhyth said as she continued to tease him. "Why won't you tell me?"

"Because I don't trust you." he replied with a growl. Rhyth smirked.

"Does that mean that I might be one of the people that you like?"

"NO!!!"

& & & & &

"You!" Barbossa, better known as Hayashi glared at the green-haired pirate in front of him. "I thought we marooned you on that god forsaken island!"

"You did." Yoyo said bluntly, but Yoyo's attitude wasn't the only blunt thing there.

"Ow!" Yoyo rubbed his sore head, which had just been hit with the handle of a pistol. "What'd I say? I was being honest!"

"I don't really give a damn!" Hayashi spat. Yoyo let out a sigh as he rubbed the fresh lump on his skull.

"You're not a very nice captain." Yoyo mumbled, gingerly touching the fresh lump on his head. Hayashi scowled.

"I don't need to be nice." He said coldly. "Kill him." He muttered before turning to leave. Pistols shot up on all sides. Yoyo closed his eyes. There was only one thing to do... He didn't want to do it... but he had to.

"The girl's blood didn't work did it?"

Hayashi paused in mid-stride. He turned around swiftly to send a cold glare at Yoyo. Hayashi knew very well that it was a rhetorical question, so he decided to answer it like one.

"Hold your fire." The captain/policeman/maniac growled. Nobody dared lower their weapons. "Put the guns down!" The pistols immediately dropped to their sides. Hayashi strode over to Yoyo.

"You know whose blood I need?" Yoyo smirked and nodded.

"I know whose blood you need."

Tadaaa!! I just had to add another eunuch bit. They're hilarious! Just so you know, I'm working on other fics as you read... either that, or I'm sleeping or at school. Goddamn school... Neway. Review please!