YYF14: Okay, here's the first chapter of my Pirates of the Caribbean/YYH crossover. I don't think I'm counting much from the second movie, since I've only seen it once, and I've been watching the first movie on tape every day since Sunday, and on Monday I've watched it three times. I've been studying, and I am now addicted to the movie. : ) So far the only YYH char in here is Koenma, but I might add more later if it goes with the plot. Watch out for slight OOCness because I had to change Koenma's personality a bit for his role, and I haven't gotten to know the characters of the movie perfect yet. And one more thing; about the dialect. How it's written doesnt make it look like the right talk, but imagine the characters saying it, and it sounds right. So, I'll stop talking and I hope you guys like this chapter.

"Wake up, you wretched boy!"

Said boy did not stir, so the man backhanded him, making him sit up quickly, holding his cheek in pain.

"About time. The captain wants to see you."

The boy nodded silently, following the man up to the deck.

"You're being traded, since you are of no use to us," the captain said coldly. "He is your new master."

The boy looked towards where the captain was pointing. A pirate wearing a red bandana and the clothes of a captain. The boy bowed respectfully, but the pirate waved it off.

"No need for that, boy. I'm not that important."

"But- you're the captain," the boy said softly.

The crewman kicked the boy in the back.

"You do not talk!" he instructed angrily.

"Hey now, the boy did nothing wrong," the pirate said. The boy looked up at him, confused. The pirate seemed to disapprove of how he was being treated.

"Well, c'mon now, back to the ship," the pirate said, turning and heading towards the side of the ship. The boy didn't once glance back at his old master. He would miss this ship at all.

"Now, we're going to jump off the side of the ship," the pirate was saying. "I have a boat down there, so don't be worried."

The boy nodded and followed.

They had almost reached the pirate's ship before either of them spoke.

"D'you have a name?" the pirate asked. The boy nodded silently.

"You nod too much, boy. You can talk. Here, let me start. I'm captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl. And your name is?"

"Koenma."

"There you go. And you don't have to stay silent all the time. Unless we really need to be quiet, you can talk."

"Thank you, sir." Koenma paused for a moment. "What did you give to them in exchange for me?"

"We're not allowed to enter their territory while that man is captain of that ship. Apparently we've been taking all the fun out of sailing in these parts, or so he says. He just decided to throw you into the bargain to make sure we kept the promise."

Koenma looked down. "I see."

"Don't feel like you're not needed, kid. I'm sure there's something on my ship you can help the crew with."

"I- I'm not particularly good at sailing, sir. I don't know if I really could be of any use."

"I'm sure you will be. Now c'mon, we're at the Pearl."

As they boarded the ship, Jack mulled over the conversation he had had with the boy. He seemed young. Fifteen, or somewhere around there. He shouldn't be at sea that young. Also, he didn't seem to have very good self-esteem. His clothes weren't very good, either. He would have to get some new clothes. No one wore rags on the Pearl. The best thing that boy had on him was his headband. Good purple color. You didn't see many pirates wearing that color. And another thing; that kid was pale for a sailor. Usually they had anything from a tan to sunburn from being on a ship all day. That kid was as pale as a ghost.

Jack laughed softly at that. He wouldn't say it like that to his crew. Most of them were superstitious, and they would probably think that the boy was a ghost.

As he and the boy arrived on the deck, Mr. Gibbs approached them.

"Who's the boy, captain?" he asked.

"The crew gave him to us. They said he was useless to them, but I think he'll fit in here on the Pearl. What d'you think?"

"Aye, Jack, but first we need to know what he's good at."

"That's the thing. He said he can't do anything."

"Don't worry, Jack. Ask Will to talk with him, since you'll be busy for a bit. Will's an easy person to trust, so the boy should be alright."

Jack turned around to face the boy, but no one was there.

"Mr. Gibbs, the boy's gone."

"What?" Gibbs looked around, but it was hard to see, because the deck was so full of working pirates. "I can't see him, Jack!"

"Captain, there's a boy here tha's not from the crew!"

Jack looked around and found the pirate that had spoken. The man was pointing at a small pile of crates they had recently acquired at port. The boy was hiding behind them, evidently having been scared by someone or something. Jack came over, and gestured for the crewman to get back to work.

Once the man was gone, Jack climbed over the boxes and sat next to Koenma.

"What's wrong, mate? One of the crew scare you?"

Koenma hesitated, then nodded slightly. "They all look so… mean…" He looked down. "I'm sorry, captain. You're busy. You don't have to worry about me."

Jack stood. "Alright then, I won't. But if you do need me, just tell Mr. Gibbs or Will, and they'll come get me. Savvy?"

Koenma nodded. "I think so, sir."

"Good. Now c'mon, this is Mr. Gibbs. He'll introduce you to Will. Now I have to be somewhere, so…" Jack then scurried off to somewhere, and Gibbs chuckled.

"He's always like that, boy. That's why it's so good to be on Jack Sparrow's crew. There's always something going on."

Koenma smiled slightly. "So he's a good master?"

Gibbs frowned. "What d'you mean by master? He's a captain, and we're his crew. We chose to be on his crew."

Gibbs noticed the look of longing on the boy's face and made a mental note to tell Jack later. He didn't press the issue.

"Anyway, I'll take you to Will. This way."

Koenma followed him obediently, refusing to look anywhere but Gibbs' back.

"Will, Jack wants you to talk with someone."

"If it's about Elizabeth again, I don't want to-" Will turned around and paused, seeing that that wasn't the case. "Oh. What's his name?"

"My name is Koenma."

Will nodded. "Nice to meet you. You stay here, and let me talk to Mr. Gibbs for a moment."

Koenma did as he was told, and Will pulled Gibbs aside.

"Why exactly am I talking to him?"

"Jack got 'em in a trade with that other captain, and now we're trying to find out what he's good at, since he said he wasn't good at anything. Just be nice to him, William. He probably didn't have a very good life over there." Gibbs left, and Will went back over to Koenma, but noticed that the boy was off sitting in the corner.

"You're allowed to sit on a chair or something," Will said, slightly confused.

Koenma nodded, and came to sit on a barrel in front of Will.

"How old are you, Koenma?"

"I just turned fifteen a few weeks ago, sir."

"That's rather young for being at sea. How many years have you been out here?"

Koenma stayed silent for a moment.

"I- I don't honestly know, sir. I've been on different ships for a long time… Since I was twelve, I think."

That really is much too young… "Did you decide to become a pirate, Koenma?"

"I don't know if I really am a pirate… My father would always scare me, and I ran away, then someone took me and brought me to their ship, and I've been on ships ever since…"

"Did you learn any trades, either on land or on sea?"

Koenma shook his head. "They never taught me anything, they only kept me on board to entertain the crew…" he trailed off, looking down.

"Entertain? What do you mean by that?"

"They kept me below deck, and if the crew was bored, they'd just… come down and…"

He shivered and stopped talking, tears starting to come to his eyes.

I don't know anyone… Everyone's so… strange looking, and even though William and that other man are nice to me… I feel safe with Jack, but he's the captain, I can't bother him. He'll get angry and…

He clamped down on the thought, willing his mind to be quiet.

Will frowned. The boy was getting very upset, and wouldn't respond to anything.

"Mr. Gibbs! We have a slight problem!"

Gibbs hurried over to William. "What is it, Will?"

"There's something wrong with the boy. I asked him some simple questions about himself, and then when he started to remember his life on the other ships, he stopped talking, and now I think he's crying."

Koenma wasn't aware of any of this going on, and was immersed in the task of calming himself down. He tried his best to take deep breaths, focusing on nothing. He put his hand in his pocket to feel his only possession, and smiled slightly when he felt the soft cloth of the bag which held it. He had to keep himself together. It would do no good to make a bad first impression on this crew.

YYF14: Well, I hope you guys liked this chapter. One comment on the story: Koenma isn't from Reikai here, but he still has the Jr mark on his forehead, and the pacifier. I'll try to come up with reasons for that later. I'll put up the next chapter tomorrow, so I'll see you then, and review if you wish!