Summary: 'I love you'. He said it with the way he did what ever he did. It was funny, actually, and Elizabeth thought bitterly whether she was the only one who had noticed. She wasn't.
Pairing: Now, I don't understand this, where's all the fun if I tell you it here? I'll only say that it's slash and our dear Jack Spar – oh, I'm so sorry! Our dear Captain Jack Sparrow, of course, is going to be very happy about it.
Warnings: Um... slash, some language not suitable for teachers to hear if they're on duty and possibly some random typos!

Disclaimer: Nothin's mine. I'd like to have Sparrow, though, but I guess he's a bit buisy... So, all the characters, places, parts of plot etc. You guys recognice form The Pirates Of The Caribbean are, indeed, from the said marvellous film, and I have no intention to try to say they're mine. I just sto-, I mean, commandeered them.

Word count (just story): 561 (I know my a/n:s are too long!)

A/N: Fluffily angsty. That's what I thought. I was out there, in the middle of the wide an' stormy sailin' (yeh, you heard it right, I decided to stop surffing in the web and get a bigger venchile XD (who makes up the lames jokes today, who?)) and readin' all the great Pirates Of The Carribbean-fics there are... and I noticed a serious lack of them. There should be more. And then I had the idea. Nothing amazingly stunning here, folks, but I kind of like it anyway. And just to make you guys pissed off, I'll write another author's note at the end.

So Many I Love You's From A Pirate

'I love you.'

William Turner had said those three words so many times during their incredible adventure. Then he had said them for the first time when he first laid his foot on the deck of the Interceptor with the famous pirate Jack Sparrow while starting the trip to rescue Elizabeth. That had been beginning of the end.

He had said the words more often after learning about his pirate blood. It was bound to happen, really. When you were a pirate, or even part-one, you'd be able to just blurt out things without thinking if they might hurt someone's feelings. Or something like that, anyhow. It was funny how becoming a pirate, or even a bit pirate-ish, made one actually quite honest with these kinds of things. No need to be polite, no time for such thing – you could be killed the next day or minute – you just have to blurt out the important stuff without much romantic blabbing. Even if it would be only in your head. So, he had said it mentally just before he fell asleep the first night at the ship, he had said it when he, for the first time, noticed how eternal and endless the sea seemed at sunset. He had said it when the storm threw cold hard water at him while he tried to follow the Captains orders on their eventful voyage. He had said it quietly when he saw the Black Pearl for the first time. He had said it quite a many times when he was with the Captain of the Black Pearl – not that Sparrow'd ever heard those words, never, Will wasn't that stupid. But he was stupid enough to not to notice the way he kept repeating the words all the time, not aloud, of course, but with all his actions.

He had said it even when he fought together with the same Captain Sparrow against Barbossa and his crew. Of course, no one would've heard it then. Personally, I doubt if even Will himself ever noticed he had said it. He said it, again, with everything he did. The way he did what ever he did. The way he fought, in that case. It was funny, actually, and Elizabeth thought bitterly whether she was the only one who had noticed. Maybe not.

Yes. William Turner had said 'I love you' more often then he'd ever know himself saying. Or admit. The last two times she had noticed those three useless words was at the supposed hanging of The Captain Jack Sparrow and neither of them was meant for her. They had never been. The other one, yes, was said to her, but he never meant it for her, and now she knew it. A bit too late, though. It had been meant for a totally different person. But he had, of course, needed to say it to her to get his vicious plan work. To get her in it too.

The other 'I love you' was one of his many silent I love you's. The ones he usually uses, being the always so polite and shy. That would have to change, of course, now that he was ... now that he was ...

Elizabeths eyes filled with tears. She had lost him, lost him forever. And, to someone who was – just like William was – A Pirate.

A/N part 2: Just to annoy you, whelps, just to annoy you. This is short. Very short. I think, if you'd be interesteed that is, I might write something in other POV's. How about Jack's thoughts? Might add some happiness to this angst. And Will? Norrington? Jack's crew? Give me ideas if you'd like to see more of this shit. :)

Okay, so I couldn't get me hands off Jack and I had to start writin' his side to the story. It's still a)not on computer and b)so not ready, so you'll need to just stick with this for a while. I'm havin' some trouble with my real life. Meanin' that I now have a job (babysittin', great, eh?) and I have to study and I'd also like to write (and this 's not the only thing I'd like to write! looks at the HP-fics I'm so sorry I didn't update you, guys, I will!).

But anyhow, let me hear what you think. And I'd like to get some feedback before I put the Jack's pov-thing here. So, please, do review, will ya?