By Kitty =^.^=
Category: Pirates of the Caribbean
Genre: Romance/Comedy/Action Adventure
Summary: Jack meets up with a childhood friend. And, wait... She's a pirate too? A pirate CAPTAIN? With her own fleet?! And now she's going to try and catch up with the Black Pearl. Interesting name for a ship when her name happens to be... well, anyway... "We're going to pay Jack Sparrow a little visit, savvy?" Then Jack remembers how he felt about her and why he had to leave her. (This is sometimes an introspective look at Jack's past.)
A/N: Ah, well, another wonderful day for fanfiction, isn't it? And it doesn't matter what day it is because EVERY day is a good day for fanfiction!! =^.^= meow meow, please read da kitty's new story for it is very good. And about Jack Sparrow from PotC, what MORE could you people POSSIBLY WANT?!?! Enjoy please! And remember to R'n'R (read and review, not rock and roll, although the latter is acceptable when done with the former...)
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Jack's breath caught in his throat. Can that be right? Do I lo... love her? Jack looked over at Lela again, at her tousled hair and the little fragments of grass spread through out the raven locks of hair. Her hazy sapphire eyes flickered and looked into his as he brushed a few pieces away. She sat up a little, hovering over Jack, and sleepily gave a small smile. And Jack watched Lela as she stuck her tongue out at him. And while she flopped down on her stomach as she sidled up to him and wrapped her arms around his chest. She closed her eyes once more with a contented sigh and a blissful smile. Jack smiled and slid one hand to her waist and the other to her neck under her long hair that matched the midnight sky. He gave her a tight squeeze and sighed. Yup. He loved her all right.
And it scared him senseless. (Not that he really had much sense to begin with...)
But Jack was apprehensive of the situation. The girl he loved was now in his arms, her arms encircling him. They were out in a meadow, at night, with no one else around... Jack began to worry. He didn't trust himself very often, and... The roguish conscience of Jack kept repeating an earlier proposal that it had schemed: You desire her like a thirsting man does water. You hunger and ache for her lips against yours! Jack's hand gripped Lela's hip tightly. And no one is around, Jack. She is lying in your arms, practically begging for you to kiss her...
Jack stared down towards the girl resting on his chest, which caused him to stretch his cheeks and his lower lip purse out in a very comic manner. She had a look of complete serenity and calm on her face, with her cheek snuggled up against Jack's chest. Her hand rested on Jack's shoulder, white contrasting against the black poet's shirt. Her lips were curved slightly into a small smile, just barely pressing outwards. They were the colour of dark scarlet roses, withering from summer and into fall. Jack brushed a fingertip over her bottom lip, just light enough that he could feel them without her noticing. Satin. Smooth and lovely satin that just a single touch could not sate the want. So what are you waiting for, Jack? The conscience asked. She sits there contentedly in your arms with her lips just inches away from yours, so why not? Jack was still hesitant, though. But what will she do? He wondered. Will she push me away or will she... Jack wouldn't dare think past that point, for now anyways. Well, only one way to find out, he thought.
He pinched his fingers around Lela's nose and around her lips and waited until she started to sputter and wiggle around. She started to laugh and pushed Jack's hands away. "What was that for?!" she shouted, still laughing. Jack smiled his trademark "innocent" smile.
"Well, you were asleep and I wanted to tell you something," he replied inoffensively. Lela rolled her eyes and gave a loud huff.
"You could have just tapped me on the shoulder and said, 'Lela, I wanna tell ya somethin'.' That would've sufficed." Jack stuck out his lip in a mock pout.
"But my way is more fun!" he whined. Again Lela rolled her eyes and chuckled a little.
"All right then, I'm awake. What is so damned important that you had to almost suffocate me to wake me up?" Jack's smile faded slightly, till his features were nothing but an expressionless mask, and he sat up. What am I going to say? He wondered, while Lela waited for an answer. I'm not gonna let her know a thing till I'm I know what she thinks... But how can I do that... After a few seconds of thought, a sly smile crept on Jack's face.
"Well?" Lela asked again, displaying pseudo impatience on her pale face.
"We're going to become pirates," he said nonchalantly with a small shrug. Lela's mouth dropped open as she stared at him.
"Pirates?" she asked, repeating him.
"Pirates," Jack answered back.
"Why?" Lela asked. Her astonished look was replaced by a suspicious one with slitted eyes and her lips tightly drawn together. Jack smirked. My idea is working perfectly... she never could resist an unanswered question about a plan...
"Because," he continued, "we would be good at it. We love the sea, we love adventure..." Jack held up Lela's necklace, his grin growing wider as Lela felt around her neck, "...and we're terribly good pickpockets." Lela just smirked back and held up the drawstring pouch that Jack kept his money in. "You're right," she countered, throwing the pouch at a very surprised Jack. "We are." Jack looked baffled, then suspicious, then his eyes widened as his features took on a look of worried bewilderment. "How did ye get that? That was tied on the inside of me belt..." Lela just kept smiling deviously, and trying not to burst into laughter. Jack narrowed his eyes and he looked around for any other of his belongings as he said, "You are a good pickpocket, ye sneaky little devil..."
Her smile lessened. "Although, I'm not exactly sure that that's a skill to be proud of..." Jack laughed.
"Maybe not, but we are good..." he said grinning madly. "Here," he said as he grabbed Lela's shoulder and turned her around, facing away from him. "I'll put ye necklace back on. If you do it, it'll get stuck in that massive head of hair." Lela's head snapped around and she scowled at Jack. Jack chuckled and shook his head. He pushed Lela's chin back around with his fingertips. "Only kiddin', love, only kiddin'. Now move the mammoth hair!" This time there was only a little growl from Lela as she whipped her hair off her back with a quick toss of the head... and all the hair landed in Jack's face. "That wasn't 'zactly what I meant, darling," came Jack's muffled voice from underneath Lela's hair. Only giggling a "SO sorry", Lela pulled forward, letting all her hair fall off of Jack's face. Then she obediently grasped the bottom of her dark tresses and pulled it over to the side, exposing creamy colored skin on her bare shoulders, made white in the moonlight.
Jack reached over Lela's shoulders with one end of the necklace in each hand. "Hold up ye hair over here," Jack asked quietly. Lela lifted up her hair on her shoulder and Jack pulled his arm through between her hair and neck. He took a step forward to lean over next to Lela's right cheek. Jack felt her move away slightly. He frowned a little, closing his eyes in frustration for a moment. I can't do this. I was wrong. Maybe she doesn't...
Jack fastened (well, tried to...) the necklace with slow movements, as though his hands were moving through mud. I was wrong, he thought again. This isn't fair. His fingers fiddled with clasp. I admitted to meself that I...I...love her, and now I can't even...Damn this stupid thing why won't it work?! The small metal ring finally slid through the gap of the clasp and the small catch clicked shut. Hesitating to leave such beautiful warm skin, Jack let his fingers drag away as he stepped back...three...two...one...gone. Jack wasn't sure, but he thought he felt her face grow hot right there. Then Jack was about to move away, fearing never to return, when Lela leaned back slightly into Jack's arms. Was I wrong? He wondered, stepping closer. Lela barely stepped back. Maybe... Jack took one last step forward and closed whatever space was left. Maybe she does feel the same way. Jack brought his hand around to Lela's neck and lowered it slightly to the night-colored panther, stalking its unsuspecting prey. That's probably why it made me think of her, Jack thought silently as he turned the pendant right side up, exposing its cool green eyes to the nighttime sky. A beautiful wildcat that enticed me, and pounced when I least suspected it. He laid the charm carefully against Lela's chest and his forefinger traced her heart in a circle. She cornered me unknowingly and captured me. His hand slid down her side to her stomach where he laced his fingers with hers. And now that she's caught me, I'll never be able to leave her.
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Insult my hair will you? Lela thought deviously. I'll show you. She flipped her hair onto Jack's face, hoping to whip it enough to sting. "That wasn't 'zactly what I meant, darling," Jack said, almost unintelligible because his face was concealed by long black hair. "SO sorry, Jack" Lela giggled, as she grasped her hair and pulled it away from her shoulders, making sure to get every strand. "Hold up ye hair over here." Lela was barely listening any more but she abided the command. Weaving his arm through, Jack brought his hands 'round back to Lela's neck as he tried to fasten the necklace. She liked it when he was close by. He was her best friend; he always had been since they were little kids and... Jack leaned over her shoulder and was right next to her cheek. Ah, his face is warm. I hope he leans in more...HUH?! She almost flinched, but ended up just leaning away slightly. Where did that come from??!! She glanced backwards at Jack's retreating face. She wasn't sure, but she thought that Jack may have looked a little... disappointed. He moved away more and again tried to clip the ends of the necklace together. She heard Jack swear a little as he tried to figure out how to fasten the darn thing. Why did I move? She wondered. I want him to be close to me. I feel so...safe.
As she finally heard a little click from the necklace's clasp, she felt her face burning as she felt roughly soft fingers (Is it possible for his hands to have so lovely a feeling...?) hindering down away from her neck, trailing fire on ice-cold skin. She counted as they left. Three...two...one...no more. No, she thought, I...I...want him back. Her eyes shut as realization filled her mind and cleared away doubt and fear. I don't want him to ever leave me. It erased everything else in her mind but the one thing she wanted: Jack. I love him.
She stepped back slightly, hoping that he wasn't gone for good. She stood, waiting for what seemed like an eternity, when in fact it was less than a second. She heard Jack step forward slightly. He's not gone for good, she thought hopefully as she took another tiny step back. Again, he came closer, eliminating the remaining space between them. Lela's heart leapt for joy. I don't know what I'm thinking but... Jack reached over her shoulder and stretched out to the necklace. He must care about me, thought Lela. He wouldn't have given me that necklace if he didn't... Jack took hold of the stalking black panther and turned it face up. But maybe... Lela's wishes began to sink. Maybe he doesn't...love me...the way I love him... Lela bit back unshed tears, refusing to cry in front of Jack. If he didn't...if he...then she wouldn't let him ever know. Ever.
She glimpsed down at Jack's hand. He delicately placed against Lela's chest, directly over her heart, and the sparkling chartreuse eyes of the cunning jungle cat stared out at the situation before it. Lela felt Jack's forefinger circle over her heart, but it felt like he was stirring and waking her soul in a great vat of mixed emotions. Every tiny ministration was noted. Once. Twice. Three times, the digit lingered, and then was slowly, hesitantly removed. Lela was about to say something (What was I going to say...?) when she felt Jack's hand slide down her waist and gently grip her hand. Lela intertwined her fingers with his and smiled. I was going to say something to him, she held his hand tighter, but it doesn't really matter does it? She saw something out of the corner of her eye. Jack had leaned over her right shoulder and was looking out at the sea. No, she thought happily. Nothing else matters. She gazed out at the water along with Jack. I can't ever leave him.
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A/N: Oh cry! Oh sob! Oh goodness me! sniff It's sooooo cute, yes? BUT!!! Will their happiness last?!?! Of course not. But you'll have to find out later. I'm glad I got two chapters done. Now I must finish writing #3. Please tell me what you think! I promise to make later ones longer. Bye-bye!
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~*kitty*~
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