Author's Note: Based on a story starter in the Challenges forum, so I don't lay claim to that. Jack/Will pairing.

NOTE: I was only ever going to have this as a one-shot, but I've decided to expand it since your reviews seemed to want that. I decided to make it vignettes, well sort of, with a theme for each chapter. The theme for this one is jealousy. I'd love it if you could suggest some themes in your reviews so I don't run out of ideas. I have no idea how long this will be.

Disclaimer: Funnily enough, nothing is mine, just the plot. I like to play.

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Feisty, busty, with a stunning face and perfect red hair. She marched towards Will and Jack, her low-cut green dress swaying.

"Carmelle!" Jack exclaimed, sounding far too pleased to see her for Will's liking, stepping forward to meet her.

Carmelle raised her hand and slapped him hard. He turned his head, trinkets in his hair clicking loudly. "Not sure I deserved that," he muttered as she stalked off.

"Who was she?"

Jack jumped, horrified, as though he would see another Tortuga whore. But the words had come from young Turner, who he surveyed with a shocked look as he realised. "What?"

Will felt sick, and he wasn't sure why. After all, he had no claim to Jack Sparrow... not really. "I said... I said, who was she?" he repeated, a lot more faintly.

Jack raised an eyebrow. "Are yer jealous?"

His casual tone made Will angry and hurt. Obviously to Jack what they had was just sex. Will tried to maintain an impassive expression. "I was just asking."

Jack grinned, the corners of his mouth turning up to reveal golden teeth. He clapped Will on the back. "Ah, good, mate. Was worried for a moment there yer were being jealous when there's no call ter be. Of course, yer not that blind as ter not be able ter see how I feel about you, are you?" His eyes were twinkling.

"Of course not," Will said, cheeks crimson.

Jack slipped his fingers through Will's again. "Good! Now, where shall we go, the two of us?"

Will decided he liked being part of a two with Jack Sparrow, even if he had had a lot of women in the past. "I don't mind, so long as we're a pair."

And they were. They were a pair.