Tenshi-san: Well, another chapter… And, yes, I'm afraid that Peter has been raped by the not nice pirate captain. Not that anyone cares. goes in a corner to angst at her new poster Oh, I have some very nice pencil sketches of Peter. Again, my scanner lackage has impaired my ability to prove I'm a decent artist, which is more than I can say about my writing skills.sigh

Disclaimer: Still don't own it. sniff Nor do I own Jeremy Sumpter, bummer, he's kind of cute…

Aboard the Jolly Rodger it was quiet. A little too quiet.

A monkey swung forlornly on a loose piece of rigging.

"Jack?" The monkey flicked an ear, somewhat disinterested, but trying not to act so. "Where is that blasted monkey!" a red-haired man flounced (yes, flounced.) down the stairs from the captain's cabin. "Jack! You'd better get that furry little ass of yours up here!"

"You can yell all you want, but the fact remains that Jack is a monkey, not a dog. It will never come." A pirate leaned against the mast, grinning lopsidedly.

"Who goes there!"

"Galen, you paranoid bastard." he leaned around the mast, narrowing brown eyes, and he stuck out his tongue.

"How the hell did you get on board! I marooned you on the island!"

"Barbarrossa. The island has fairies. Fairies have a lovely thing called fairy dust. Levitation n'all." A small blue fairy flitted around Galen's hat. "And the little bugger seems to have taken a shine to me.

"You dare come on board with a fairy!" Barbarrossa sputtered.

"He's not messy. And considerably more intelligent than your so-called monkey." The fairy landed on an outstretched finger, made a few choice gestures at the captain, blew a raspberry, and fled to Galen's hat. "Besides, he's cute."

"And five inches tall." He snorted. "Not a very piratey pet."

"Who said Siun was a pet?"

"Now I remember why I marooned you. You're nuts"

"Pot calling the kettle black. I'm a genius"

"No, defiantly insane."

"Never-the-less, I have information on Pan." Galen grinned, watching Barbarrossa's expression change.
"A full pardon."

"What? I'm afraid you lost me."

"A full pardon for the information." Barbarrossa's eyes glinted, just a tad insanely.

"Ah, well I'm afraid I don't want to return. But… for a favor, I'll tell."

"Fine."

"Pan's got himself a new girl."

"A girl," he smiled, "How sweet."

"Uh, she's old. So not your type at all, I'm afraid."

"What exactly do you think is my type?"

Galen grinned sheepishly, "Anything under twelve?"

"I see." Barbarrossa smiled sourly. "What else?"

"Peter made himself taller for her."

"Really? You'd think he'd have learned his lesson. No outside help."

Galen studied the other man, and shook his head. "You think you'd have learned your lesson."

Barbarrossa sneered, "And what would that be, pray tell?"

"He made it dump buckets of ice water for over two months. Peter Pan controls everything here. Hurting him only makes it worse."

"We'll see. What else?"

"Greedy, greedy. I haven't anything else." Galen walked to a rail, and stood up on it. "Besides, what did you do to this ship; it's as quiet as the grave?"

"Get off my ship."

"Aye, aye Captain." Galen jumped.
As to why the ship was deathly quiet, Barbarrossa was a notoriously light sleeper. And not at all friendly if woken.

"Are you sure this is right?" Lili waded through knee-deep water in a passage in the cave. Peter flew along side.

"It would be faster if you flew."

"I don't think I can float quite like that yet."

"It's easy, but if you're scared…" Peter grinned at her.

"Of what? You're the scariest thing in these parts."

Peter's smile melted. "I wouldn't say that." He whispered. "Monsters be here…"

"Peter? I'll try." Lili concentrated. Now flying in constricted spaces is no laughing matter. Newbies shouldn't attempt, and Lili was, if not a newbie, then seriously out of practice. Even Peter kept hitting his head, but he had just added seven inches to his height. Not to mention he wasn't exactly smooth when it came to ceilings in the first place. "Ow!"

"There is a ceiling." Remarked Peter.
"Shut up! You have no room to talk; you hit your head each time you get out of bed."

"So do you."

"I do not!" Lili snapped, "Oh."

"Well…" Peter said slowly.

"Well what?"

"I'm not the only one who does that."

"Peter Pan, I'm nothing like you."

"A little closer than you'd like, huh?" Lili sighed. Why, she thought, am I being so childish? It's sort of nice. I'd like to stay this way… Damn it, I can't! Not that, I can't… it's just not right…

"Lili? You okay?"

"Me?" she laughed, but it was forced, "Never better. Aside from the whole dying slowly thing, of course."

"That's not funny! And you won't die. I won't allow it."

Cut to the central cavern. On a rather large rock that juts from the center grows a colony of softly glowing flowers. The Neverflowers.

Fairies flit about, dusting the flowers, watering, and pruning. The Queen commanded that these flowers be taken care of so long ago; an entire clan of fairies grew around the flowers.
All this work and no one truly knew what the purpose of the flower was. Only that it was important. All the Queen knew, and she knew twice as much as everyone else, was that long ago, when Peter first arrived at the Neverland, he had grown lonely. So he went back and returned with a mother. A sort of Wendy prototype. Shortly after there was a cataclysmic event and Peter began to forget.

That was when the Neverflower appeared. And now, Peter was going to try to use it. Not knowing what it was, or what it did.

Not very bright, but boys will be boys. Namely, boys will be stupid. But he's so cute; you've got to forgive him.

"Wow. I didn't think it would be so… shiny." Said Lili.

Peter landed next to it. "It's like lightening."

"What?"

"Look at it. It sparkles like lightening." She studied the Neverflower, and sure enough, it gave off it's luminescence in waves.

"I do believe that's the first sensible thing you've uttered."

"Nuh-uh. I say plenty of sensible things, you just don't listen."

"Are you saying I'm an egocentric bitch, Mr. I-Cry-In-My-Sleep?"

"Yes, you know what, I am."

"Fine. Then why should I stay. Goodbye Peter."

"No!" Peter grabbed her arm. "I didn't mean it!"

"Yes you did."

"I apologize. I can't go on alone…"

"You're not alone Peter. And we don't work, you and me."

"We work fine. What would I do without you? We belong together."

"Peter!"

"We do. And I won't make the same mistake twice. I let you go once, it won't happen again."

Lili shook her head. "Do you even know what to do?"

"Yes. Er… no, but I've got a pretty good idea!"

"Really. This isn't one of those good ideas that leads to a 'To die would be an awfully big adventure.' Speeches is it?"

"It could be." Peter smiled. "But the Fairy Queen said this was the way. Trust me." Peter waded toward the rock. A cloud of fairies rose as he approached. Lili had to admit, even to just herself, that he looked every bit the prince as he bent and plucked a Neverflower. He cupped the blossom, and turned to face Lili.

"I… can't move! Peter!" "I know." Even in the dim light of the cavern she could see the vivid emerald green of his eyes. His pupils were contracted to pinpoints, he looked blind. Peter waded back towards Lili. "You don't need to move."

"Peter..." His eyes dropped to the flower, and he began to lift it to his lips. But before he drank, he whispered.

"Shh." The flower dropped from his fingers, and he brushed a hand across her lips.
Peter leaned in, looked at Lili, and closed his eyes. He kissed her, sliding his hands through her hair. Some of the nectar slid down her throat.

When the kiss broke off, Peter was gasping for air.

"Why…?" Lili looked at him, as he slid his hands from her hair to around her neck. He pulled closer, shivering. "Peter?"

"I don't know… I had to sacrifice some of myself," he licked some of the nectar from his lips, "to keep you here."

"Thank you. I think…" Lili tousled his hair, and gave him a hug. "Just…"

"What?"

"Don't do that again." Peter laughed, but it wasn't a very innocent sound.

Tenshi-san: Uh, well… I was studying a photo of Jeremy Sumpter. (That sounds better than staring at it for an hour trying to think of something.) I fantasized what it would be like to kiss him. Low and behold, this bit of insanity. Peter's supposed to be, and I quote 'The same size as Wendy in all things." So… she was not yet thirteen. And I know twelve year old boys do fantasize about that… but Lili's eighteen. Ah, my… I have a pedophilic character…. How… interesting. ;