Jack sauntered through the night streets of Port Royal, taking short alleyways and dirty, cramped streets to get to the Pearl.

He touched his fingers to his lips, grinning when he remembered how Will had tried to kiss him. It was certainly better than having the boy pinned unwillingly to the wall. Jack's grin slid wider. That first kiss of theirs…now that was interesting. Jack had wanted more. Will hadn't. He had screamed after Jack, and the pirate had merely laughed. Jack smiled fondly at the memory. Having Will all to himself for a month sounded like quite the fun time.

"Uh…Jack?" a voice came from behind him. He stopped and furrowed his eyebrows. He turned around, and Will was there, scratching at the back of his head. Jack raised an eyebrow. "Yes, William?" he asked, walking over to the blacksmith. Will blushed and looked down, but then stuck out a package. Jack took it and inspected it. It was his coat, folded neatly. Jack stared at it, then at Will, and then back to Will. "While you're here, care to come on the Pearl, lad?" he asked, beginning to guide Will in the direction of the secret dock.

Will shrugged. "Sure. I haven't seen it in a while." "Her," Jack corrected, smiling as his eyes fixated on something in the distance. "You haven't seen 'her' in a while." Will shrugged again, letting Jack lead them to her hull. He ran his hands along the worn, sea-warped wood. Will walked up to the Pearl, too, smiling at the familiar sight of the black sails. "Come aboard, boy," Jack said, motioning for Will to follow. "Quickly, now." "So, Jack, where's everyone?" Jack pointed to a drunk Gibbs and Marty along with a few other people Will didn't recognize, sprawled out on the deck. They were unconscious. "They're right there," he said dryly, amused at the sight of his intoxicated crew.

Will bent down and inspected them, poking them in the shoulder, shaking them, yelling to them. Jack laughed. "It's no use, boy. When those men are out, they're out," he said, shaking his head, mocking sadness. Will smiled. "Well then," Will said, rubbing his hands together. "What now?" Jack looked out to the open sea, at the black waves rolling in the distance. "…Whatever you want to do, we'll do," he said, shrugging. Will looked down, and around, trying to keep a blush from his cheeks. "Okay." He rubbed his arm, and bit his lip. "I want you…I want you to kiss me," Will said, speaking fast. Jack turned and faced Will, his eyebrows raised. "Unless, you think it's weird, then I'll be on my way …" Will bit his lip again as his voice trailed off.

Jack sauntered over, until there were only a few inches separating their faces. "If you want me to kiss you, I will," he said, his face serious in the moonlight. Will swallowed and looked into Jack's eyes, the big brown eyes lined with dark kohl that seemed to glow. Jack's eyes searched his, and Will closed them. "Just do it, Jack," he said softly, his voice strangled. "Please." Will felt Jack's hands hold him, and then the warm, soft press of lips on his. Will felt his heart flutter again. He cupped Jack's face with his hands, bringing the pirate closer. Jack responded, wrapping his arms around Will's waist, holding him tightly.

Will's mind spun. Jack smelled like rum. Jack tasted like the ocean spray and freedom. Jack's beard tickled his chin. All of his senses were focused on Jack. He tilted his head, getting a better angle. He felt the same way he did when they were playing the piano together. There was nothing in the world besides this one moment. There was no one else but Jack. And he knew--or maybe he wanted to believe?--that Jack was getting that sensation too. So he kissed him fiercely, with wanting. Because he wanted to know what Jack wanted.

They pulled apart, and Will realized he was clinging to Jack's shoulders. Jack looked him in the eyes, inquiring. "Well." He raised his eyebrows. "How was that?" he asked, looking at the young blacksmith intently. Will didn't answer, but he rested his head on Jack's shoulder. The pirate rested his cheek on top of Will's head, and let out a sigh. He gave him a squeeze, and then pulled away. Will looked confused, and as Jack began to leave, Will scrambled to keep him in his arms. A look of hurt shock crossed his face when Jack pushed him away.

"Jack…?" Will asked tentatively. Jack heaved a sigh and turned to face Will. "Yes, lad?" "Why didn't you let me hold you?" Jack rolled his eyes and turned to face Will. "You asked for a kiss, lad, and a kiss is what I gave you. Nothing more than that." Jack felt a little bit guilty at the look of confusion and hurt that flashed through the blacksmith's eyes. "Then--what…?" Will turned away from Jack. He covered his face with his hands, then dragged them down his skin slowly. "God--I don't even know anymore," he said miserably, sitting down.

"William," Jack said stiffly. "Get into my cabin." Will furrowed his eyebrows and looked at confusion to the pirate. Jack turned and faced Will, his eyes frantic. "William! Into the cabin!" he barked. "Why, Jack?" Jack's face was stony as he pointed to the Dauntless. "Because my good friend the Commodore has found out we're here." "What about the crew?" Only his eyes gave away Jack's sadness. "They'll never be ready. We're going to have to give up. Go into my cabin, Will, so they won't find you." "But--" Jack gave Will a hard shove. "Get moving!"

Will shut his eyes, then crept towards the door that led to below decks, and hid behind some barrels. He heard the churn of the water as the ship grew nearer. He heard the click of a latch, and knew that Norrington was coming aboard. He held his breath, and hoped his plan would work.

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Hmm. Not much to say.

But! I went on the POTC ride at Disneyland yesterday! I was so amazed by the animatronics. They looked like they were real! And the ride is absolutely fantastic. It made me very happy to see Barbossa and Jack have their own ride . (AND Jack is painted onto the wall at the entrance--booyah!)

I actually waved to one of the Jacks to make sure it was fake T.T

I swear to God that I could believe that it was Johnny Depp in costume up there.

Ta, lovelies!