Unbreakable

Author: SouthamptonRose

Summary: Young Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann become best friends after she rescued him from the ocean. After arriving in Port Royal though, they are seperated for their differences. Will becomes the apprentice of the local blacksmith while Elizabeth is lectured about status and propriety. Their friendship is unbreakable though, but they have a hard time making others believe it. Pure random adorable W/E goodness!!!

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, Will and Elizabeth don't belong to me. :( I wish they did, but the brilliant mind of Jerry Bruckheimer owns them...along with everything else.

"Come on Will! Hurry up," Elizabeth called. She glanced over her shoulder and saw him struggling to keep up with her. She laughed and continued to run, letting the mild breeze whip her hair around. It had been four days since they had met, and Will and Elizabeth had grown into close friends.

She glanced back at him again and saw that he had slowed down. His fever was beginning to diminish, but it still caused him much trouble. His cut was still mending as well, which often slowed him down. Elizabeth smiled and decided to take pity on him. She ran back to him and grabbed his hand, starting to pull him along. "Come Will, you know how I terribly loathe waiting."

"Elizabeth, please," he sighed. "I can walk on my own."

"But that is just the problem," she replied. "We must run, and since you refuse or simply are not capable of it, I must help you."

He sighed again. "That's ridiculous. Of course I can run."

"Then you are refusing to," she said, pulling him harder.

"That is not true," he said quickly. "I promised you that I would do what you asked of me. If you wish me to run, then simply say it."

"Alright," she said with a satisfied grin. "I wish you to run."

Will smiled at her. "Very well." He shifted his hand so that it was now around her wrist, and then dashed off. Elizabeth screamed as she was pulled behind him, but then she began to laugh. She held up her dress with her free hand so that she could run faster and managed to run alongside him.

"Will, let go of my wrist so that I may race you to the bow."

"As you wish." He released her and she instantly darted ahead. "Hey, wait for me!" he yelled as he struggled to catch up with her.

"Why would I do that?" she called from ahead. "If you have forgotten, we are racing. And waiting for you to catch up with me would ruin my victory. Besides, I have told you of my dastardly impatience. I wait for no one."

"But I am sick!" he said desperately.

She laughed. "You would not be able to catch me if you were well. You should not have agreed to a race."

Will stopped to catch his breath. He had decided to give up, for she was nearly at the bow. When he looked up a minute later, she was standing on the railing, looking out at the ocean. He walked up to her and stepped up onto the railing beside her. "I did not know you were so fast. I was not expecting it."

She turned her head to look at him. "As I have said before, you should not presume things of other people." She grinned. "Especially not of me. It will do you no good."

"I have learned that now," he said, still a bit breathless. After a small pause, he smiled. "You are certainly full of surprises, Elizabeth."

"I rather like surprises," she said, turning back to the ocean.

"So do I."

There was another pause before she spoke. "Look. It is so beautiful."

Will followed her gaze. She was staring directly at the horizon, where the sun was beginning to set. The sky around it was splashed with radiant oranges and reds, and the surrounding ocean reflected the colors so that they were twice as strong. Elizabeth was marveling at the splendor of it all, sighing and gasping every time a new color lit up the sky. Will smiled at her and replied, "It sure is."

"I have always loved sunsets," she said dreamily. "And sunrises. I try never to miss them, though I often do." She smiled. "I am not really one for mornings."

He smiled back. "I am. I'm often up quite early, when the sky is still dark and the world is still quiet."

"I wish I could be like that," she said. "Late into the night is when I find refuge. It is so peaceful then. Early morning is the only other time when it is just quiet enough, but I am often asleep then and do not wake up until it is nearly noon." She sighed. "I have missed many a beautiful sunrise because of that."

"I love watching the sun rise," Will said, looking at her.

She nodded vigorously. "There is something so powerful about them. Sunsets too." She sighed. "Just watching light arrive and depart the world." She suddenly gasped and pointed out ahead. "Look!"

He looked at the horizon just in time to see the sun disappear beneath the ocean. The colors quickly began to fade, and darkness enveloped the Dauntless. Will felt Elizabeth slip her hand into his. He looked over at her and saw she was beginning to shiver.

"Will, let's go back inside. The sunset was beautiful, but now it is over. And it is getting rather cold out here."

He nodded his agreement and tightened his grip on her hand. Together, they slowly walked back to her quarters, where the cook had promised to serve them a fine dinner.

(A/N:) Haven't updated in a few days...running out of chapters. I've been writing them during school when I should be listening to my Social Studies teacher...but oh well. ;) Lol. Just another short chapter that doesn't really go anywhere. Enjoy!