Third Person POV

Dream stood on the bow of the ship as he peered out at the blue-green ocean. He had always been warned of the voice of a siren. That it was a sound you should never pursue that it was evil and would kill you.

They probably should have mentioned how beautiful it was.

It made him want to dive into the ocean himself and find the source. It was absolutely enchanting, it had captivated him. His eyes dazed as he focused on the soft voice lingering in the wind.

"Captain," Dream turned around, snapping out of the trance he was in. There stood his second in command, a white bandana tightly knotted around his head. His black hair parted down the middle and hung in his face.

"Sapnap." Sapnap had become Dream's best friend over the years. The two of them were raised on the ship since they were young teens. Sapnap showed him respect in front of the crew but when it was just the two of them sharing a drink, Sapnap was ruthless.

"There is a group of," The boy cleared his throat. "Of well." Dream stood patiently he had never been a mean Captain unless he needed to. Other than that he was kind, and that was a huge reason as to why they loved him in command. "Sirens. There are a group of Sirens. Some of the crew have already tried jumping overboard." Dream nodded, that would explain the pull of the waters today.

"Tell everyone to get below deck. I'll stay up here until we pass them." Sapnap nodded. "If anyone goes overboard we can't risk going after them. Be sure to tell them that."

"Aye-Aye Captain." Sapnap walked off, letting the sword at his side sway as he walked.

Dream could see the fear in Sapnap's eyes. Sirens were the sole reason that they had to get onto this ship in the first place. Sapnap told it so well it like it was Dream was there himself, the way the sirens had called to the young black haired boy and had told him exactly what to do. He couldn't deny it. Sapnap had set the ship they were on to flames. Dream could picture the cloudy rage in the boy's eyes.

Since he told that story to the rest of the crew, he was given the nickname The Arsonist. Sapnap liked fire, he didn't deny that. But never would he willingly kill his father and mother. Even pirates had their priorities.

Dream scoffed to himself. Falling into a wheezing fit of laughter.

(Pirate)ies

Dream couldn't help but examine the group of Sirens. Their voices echoing in his ears. Dream peered over the edge, having to keep hold of his hat as he did so. In the water, leaning against a rock was a beautiful siren.

His blue tail sparkled in the sunlight, specks of gold and green highlighting in the light. His brown hair had layers of baby blue throughout it. His brown eyes met Dream's green ones. The Siren's face tinted pink as he shook his head and waved off the other sirens. Then the beautiful blue creature dove headfirst into the water. Even with his voice fading from his ears Dream was still in awe.

Had that siren just saved Dream and his crew?

He didn't ponder on it for too long. He just hightailed out of there.

George's heart was racing. Having made eye contact with a handsome pirate was all that had done it to him. Never had his feelings gotten in the way. George smiled, he liked the way that it wasn't just his voice that had made that man looked entranced instead it was his looks. Not once had anyone ever looked at George like that.

"George!" George was sitting motionless. His tail moving back and forth as he trod water. "What was that?" George gulped, he wasn't sure himself.

"There was no use, they obviously weren't going to get anywhere. They were prepared." George said, unsure himself. She looked to be buying it but still crossed her arms.

"We could have gotten him. He looked intrigued."

"He was the captain obviously, we get him then we would have all the rest of the crew trying to kill us."

"We could've ran."

"And what live the rest of our lives in fear? There is no reason to do that, we'll find a new ship. Besides, Pirates don't give up that easily." The girl shrugged and swam off. George felt a pain in his temples.

Flashes of burning light in his mind.

The feeling of cold water surrounding him.

And just then, for a moment George felt like he couldn't breathe. He felt like he was drowning and for some reason, it was familiar to him.

George felt the panic rise within him. Soon, he swam after the group. His chest growing warm as a smile crept onto his face. He's never felt this bubbly before and for some reason, George felt like that was going to be his downfall.

Dream and his crew were venturing a what looked to be an abandoned island. Dream led the way Sapnap trailing closely behind him. The rest of the group staying on the shore and keeping guard.

"I almost jumped, Sapnap. I almost jumped." Dream chopped away the tree branches. Sapnap cleared his throat before speaking.

"They can do that to you,"

"It wasn't because of their voice." Sapnap froze, colliding into his back when Dream stopped too.

"Then what the hell was it?"

"It was his eyes." Sapnap was shocked.

"His? Eyes?" Dream turned to face him. Sapnap was one of the only ones he could be truly vulnerable with.

"It wasn't his voice or his friends' voice. It was him." Dream was teary-eyed. "Him. Yes a him. And the even scarier part is that I think he was feeling it too,"

"Dream, you know sirens don't feel things like that. They are cold-hearted beings, literally. They barely even use their heart, it's pure instinct. They don't care about anything, they especially don't care about having hots for a captain." Sapnap flicked Dream's forehead. "Use your brain." Dream nodded. He would use his brain, he was good at that.

...

Dream stared at the fire. He was still sitting on the beach while everyone else had made their way back to the ship. Most of them tired from their late night of drinking booze and listening to the women sing Sea Shanties. As well as the men adding their own dirty versions to the songs. It was a fun night. But Dream had felt so alone. Weirdly enough this was the first time ever that Dream longed for a partner. A lover.

Dream flopped onto the sand on his back. He closed his eyes as he thought about the way that boy had looked there in the water.

"You look deep in thought," A soft foreign accent called out. It was barely audible with the crashing waves behind him. Dream's eyes shot open as he looked out and around. Soon enough he eyes caught a blue-tailed boy.

"Uh, I was." The half-fish turned around sitting on the ground, enough that his tail was still touching the water. If he moved any further out of the water he would be dead on the shore. Maybe that's what the Pirate wanted, was he going to use George? George hoped not.

"Thinking of me?" He asked jokingly. Dream sat up and sat close to him. The two of them gazing out at the ocean.

"Maybe. Maybe not." George whipped his head over at him.

"Were you?" Dream nodded slowly. George chuckled.

"You're a soft guy for a Captain."

"I can say the same about you. I don't think I've ever met a siren who came back to conversate." George's eyes had a downcast.

"There usually isn't anyone to come back to." Dream stared at him in shock. "I don't even know how I became this," George gestured to his tail. "I didn't want to. I don't want to." Dream placed his hand on the siren's shoulder.

"You don't have to, you know. There are legends, stories. Some Sirens come back from it." George scoffed.

"Those are old folktales. Nothing else. Simply stories to tell wives when their husbands don't come back from Sea. I wonder if I was one of them." George shifted rolling over onto his stomach and crossing his arms. He leaned his head on them.

"Maybe, but have some faith."

"I need to fall in love to be reversed. I don't think anyone is looking for someone like me. Especially not when I want a man." Dream's stomach dropped.

"Sailors usually don't mind."

"That's the problem." George looked up at him. "A sailor sees me and they run. Except for you. You're a kind soul I can see it." Dream smiled.

"Well, thank you." George smiled and he felt that warmness in his chest again. A memory flashed across his mind.

"Jump it's your only chance to survive!" A man called out to his crew. George looked around, the fire growing as it surrounded him. George looked down at the stormy sea, he was young. he could sense it as he watched tall legs nearly trample him. The only thing he could feel was the freezing water engulf him. Catching one last glimpse of an evil boy with black hair laughing as he held a torch in hand.

The boy he called his friend.

"What was his name?" George was running a sloppy hand through his hair. Trying to concentrate on the boy he had seen.

"Who's name?" George snapped up and looked into Dream's eyes. They were calming. they had the same shade the grass did. George had never had the memory of seeing grass, but he felt like he did.

"No one. No one." Dream brushed it off. Knowing that everyone had their fair share of trauma and it wasn't Dream's place to question him any further.

"Hey, I thought your hair had more blue?" George couldn't see it, so he shrugged.

"I wouldn't know." Dream watched him. Debating on if he would say what he was thinking.

"Shame you never get to see how beautiful you are." George's eyes widened and his cheeks dusted with pink. But before he could make any kind o response he was cut off.

"Hey Dream!" A tall boy George couldn't make out approached them. Coming to a sudden halt when the two made eye contact. George dove into the water. The boy's name finally coming to him.

Sapnap.

"George! Wait!" Sapnap called after him. Hoping that with the slightest chance that maybe he could hear his calls over the crashing waves.

"Wait, wait, wait. You know him?" Dream asked, gripping Sapnap's shoulders in his. The Arsonist looked like he was about to cry.

"I... He... He was a friend of mine on my old ship. George this is where you have been?" Dream looked out at the ocean.

"His name is George?" Dream liked it.

"This was the siren you were pining over?" Dream nodded. "He's a good lad. From what I can remember. We were young." Sapnap sniffled. "Oh my God one of my best friends is a siren."

"Sapnap, it's okay."

"Dream, did he say anything? Does he remember me?" Dream looked at him, his brow furrowed.

"I think he might but not much. He barely remembers anything from what I can tell. He doesn't even know what he looks like..." Sapnap's eyes fell.

"We... We should wait for him to come back. George is hard to get to and if you were able to break through to him then maybe he'll come back. I think he likes you." Dream's heart soared.

"We'll stay another night. For now, we need to get some rest." The pair nodded and made their way to the ship.

When nightfall came again, Dream was grateful. He was given another hopeful opportunity to see George again. So he and Sapnap went to the shore in the dead of night. Finding a calm siren sitting just barely in the water.

"Sapnap," He said when Sapnap and Dream walked next to him. "I want to apologize for how I reacted the other day." George was being weirdly formal.

"Dude come on. Tell me what the hell happened?" George shrugged.

"I have no clue, Sap. I have no clue. I've been getting these weird daydreams. Like flashbacks."

"Of what?" Dream and Sapnap met him on the ground.

"I don't know. Sometimes it's a burning ship, others are me drowning. I have no clue what so ever what it all means. Last time it was you, you looked..."

"Evil." Sapnap finished for him.

"Yeah... Scarily enough you looked evil." Sapnap looked ashamed.

"When do they happen?" Dream cut in.

"When I've felt something. Something human. Like giddy, or sadness, or..."

"Love?" Sapnap asked. George nodded vigorously. "George, all Sirens were once human. Deep down in their cold hearts, they are human. Sometimes some are lucky to come back from that. Usually, when a siren falls in love, they slowly become human again. Regaining their memories and feelings." George's eyes went from Sapnap to Dream.

"That's kind of terrifying." Sapnap nodded.

"I know. I know." Sapnap smiled. "But you're being given a chance! How amazing is that?" George looked off into the distance.

"I don't even know how I got here," George said. "Why did I have to become this?"

"It's my fault," Sapnap said, his eyes focused on the wet sand. "the sirens got ahold of me. They made me do something I didn't want to do. I didn't know they had the power to do that. And I set my boat on fire. Our boat George. I almost killed you." George took Sapnap's hand.

"I don't know much. But I do know that you are one of my best friends." Sapnap smiled, so did Dream. Sapnap then sat up and brushed off his trousers.

"I'll leave you two lovebirds alone. Have a good night, George. Don't wander too far, stick around." George nodded. Barely even noticing his sly lovebirds comment.

"So, you know Sapnap?" His question came off as more of a statement.

"Right, yeah. His memory is vague in my brain but he's there." George said, for some reason he was able to breathe in the salty air. For so long, he couldn't.

"He really did what he did?" George nodded slowly.

"Yeah, he did." Dream's hand inched closer to George's. The two of them focused on the moving waves.

"Can you sing?" George's response was hesitant.

"Regularly? Yeah." George nodded, letting his voice trail off into a sea shanty. It was enchanting but not in the manner of a siren. Instead, it was George. Dream was able to let his eyes drift shut as his hands finally laced through Georges. He celebrated in his head when he felt George gripping onto his hand back.

George could feel euphoria rising in his chest again. Dream turned to him, watching the blue fade from his hair completely. The two leaned in, letting their lips softly graze each other before they finally kissed fully. Dream pulling George close by his waist, while George ran his hands through Dream's dirty blond hair.

When they pulled away Dream yelped. Pulling off his jacket and wrapping it around the shorter boy. His tail had completely disappeared. George had tried to stand as he held onto Dream. The two laughing as they went back to the captain's quarters.

Dream threw him clothes and the two jumped into bed. Listening to the calming waves as they fell asleep in each other's arms.