Kyoko: Hi! I mostly wrote this story but Kabira helped lots with coming up with ideas. Sadly only one character is brought aboard in this chapter, the rest come in later! Don't worry! I'm not going to tell you who it is though, don't worry it's really obvious! Kabira would say something right now but she's busy getting into her pirate costume! That and getting into character!
Kabira: Drinking Vast amounts of whiskey and singing random shanties. ARGGGG! WALK THE PLANK!
Kyoko: Yeah...oh yeah! We don't own Yu Yu Hakusho no matter how much we wished we did and special thanks to the awshome band Flogging Molly for helping inspiring us for our ship's name: The Devil's Dance Floor. Now on to the fic!
The Devil's Dance Floor
Chpt 1
A Salvaged Man
The first thing the man noticed when he found consciousness was the extreme smell of salt in the air and the numbness of his body. He attempted to move but his muscles refused leaving him paralyzed. Opening his eyes he was instantly blinded by the sun. Squinting, he shifted his head to the side and tried to find his bearings.
There was open water on all sides with no sign of land on the horizon. He was trapped in open water.
His eyes surrendered to the sea water and exhaustion.
Cho sat in the crow's nest of the Devil's Dance Floor watching the north horizon. A strong west wind blew through her pale blonde hair and there wasn't a cloud in the sky which meant no shade for her bright blue eyes. Below on the deck Sairi, the First Mate was playing the Irish Flute. She continued to listen to the Celtic music for a while before sighing and turning to the North for a new view of the empty sea. Only this side of the sea wasn't empty.
"MAN OVERBOARD!"
Captain Kabira Stoic stood at the wheel of the ship. She swayed a little drunkly listening to her First Mate's music. She recognized the song and she hummed along. Swinging a little she almost lost her hat off her head of bright red hair. It was short, cut that way to keep it easy to take care of and out of the way. Her clothes reeked of the rum and salt water, a smell that seemed to always stay with her, not saying it being a bad smell mind you. In her left hand she clutched a bottle of whiskey, the right was not necessarily a hand but a gauntlet made to replace the hand she had lost so long ago. A small price to pay for a sailor, one barely paid at all for it was tradition to compensate any member of a crew with a good sum of black notes. 100,000 to be exact.
The night before had been a lively party celebrating the success of another "visit" to a boat town. Here in Aquagaia to live on an island meant royalty. Almost the entire world of Aquagaia was underwater so the people survived by creating towns on boats. Of course this led to many problems; storms, lack of wind made traveling impossible, but worst of all…pirates.
Kabira giggled in her intoxicated state. Catching herself on the wheel when she leaned a little too far she looked up to the sudden call of Cho.
"MAN OVERBOARD!"
"Who the HELL decided to go swimming in these bloody waters?" she said leaving the wheel to walk over to the crew members bringing the body out of the water. They placed him on the deck.
"Hm? Well, now what's this?" said Kabira leaning down to get a closer look. He was short with spiky black hair with a white star burst in it. He wore a slightly torn bandana around his head, and shredded black clothes; on his right arm was the tattoo of a black dragon.
"Looks like a troll to me." Said one of the crew mates by the name of Stephy. Kabira cocked her head to the side and looked at the lesser crew member.
"A troll…hmm. Short enough to be one, he be, but to good looking." She straitened up and harshly kicked the young man in the side a small crack being heard. A small groan escaped his lips and he shifted his head.
"Well, still alive. My, what a little trooper…throw him back." She said turning to go back to the wheel.
"Captain, a request." Sairi said. Kabira stopped and sighed.
"What?" she said irritably turning around to her First Mate who was one of the few people that was capable of standing up to her.
"Keep him on board for a while, send him to Kyoko and after he's healed we can sell him to the slave markets in Hankura." Sairi suggested taking off her glasses and staring at Kabira showing she was very serious about this request. Kabira always got a strange feeling of dread when she received that look from Sairi. If it had been any other crew member she would have just thrown them over as well. With a frustrated sigh she turned and waved her hand, a signal that meant "as you wish".
She would never comprehend the strange urges some of her crew members instigated at times to save another's life. Some were foolhardy with their choices of mercy but Sairi's was often a good move to make. All Kabira knew was that Sairi saw something in the young man that she didn't see yet, or not drunk enough to see.
The young man had awoken when he was roughly kicked in the side. The pain was substantial compared to the previous numbness and it also started a chain reaction throughout his body bringing out every single ache and pain. He struggled to keep from yelling in agony, and instead let out a small groan. He heard voices from above him but they were hard to make out in his haziness.
"…throw him back…send him to Kyoko….slave markets." It wasn't clear to him what they were talking about but he knew he didn't like it. He felt himself being lifted again by strong hands and he opened his eyes slightly. He was looking up at the sails of a ship and a black flag bearing a burning skull and two crossed swords. His rescuers were pirates.
Kyoko: Yes! I do leave you there! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAHAAAAAAAA!...Ha. Yeah well if you want me to post anymore than you're going to have to review and tell us that. Now reviews no more story and you shall forever be stuck in a cliffhanger and you won't be able to think about anything else forever and ever! MWAHAHAHAAAA! Oh yes, and for all the people that are really stupid or just not knowledgable of the ways of Yu Yu Hakusho, the guy was Hiei...although he won't know that. Ooops! I'll stop talking now!
