Author's Notes!
Hello, all my fellow pirates. Lovin' the reviews, people! (pulls all my reviewers into a big group hug) So here I am, sitting, typing this by candlelight and drinking some of the rum I stole from Jack Sparrow. Well, not really, but that would be neat. Sorry I haven't updated in a while (Hence the crappiness of school back in session). Let's see where we left off, shall we?
Miss Belle Blake and Captain Jack Sparrow went to go visit Norrington to ask for the whereabouts of the Rising Sun. Needless to say, we find out that Norrington kind of has the hots for Belle, yet Belle manages to ruin his fantasies and save Jack from the gallows by lying about her and Jack eloping and being newlyweds. Right now they are resting in Norrington's quarters, and trying to work out sleeping arrangements. (winkity wink) So here you have it folks. Without further ado, Chapter Seven!
I'm a dishonest man, and you can always trust a dishonest man to be dishonest, honestly. It is the honest ones you have to watch out for, because you never know when they are going to do something incredibly...stupid. -CJS
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"That's not very nice," Jack murmured, massaging his jaw. It had been a pretty hard smack. It had surprised him, for he didn't know Belle had it in her to accost him in such a way.
"Be a gentleman and sleep on the floor," she ordered, beginning to rearrange the sheets and pillows to her liking.
"That's the problem, luv," Jack said, "For pirates are no where near being gentlemen."
"You are absolutely right, Sparrow," she said, glaring at him, "Silly of me to ask such a small favor. I knew something of this sort wouldn't get through to your thick skull."
Jack raised his eyebrows at that remark and the lass was slowly beginning to annoy him. "Ye don't know what yer sayin', Miss Blake."
"I believe I was saying that you are a complete swaggering idiot, Mr. Sparrow," she retaliated, hands on her hips, not backing down an inch.
Sparrow did 'swagger' up to her at that instant, cornering her against the bed stand, so she hit it and the contents in it rattled. Belle's eyes widened as he pressed his body to hers.
"The way I see it," he began, "I am giving you this opportunity to find yer father's ship and start a new life. I don't find it fair to be sleepin' on the floor. Now from here on out I am yer captain and you are to obey me orders. Savvy?"
"I cannot follow orders I wish not to follow," she said, her voice wavering a little as his ring-clad finger began to trace the outlines of the veins in her throat.
"Perhaps I can convince you a little," Sparrow commented huskily and leaned in ever so slightly so his lips were near her ear, "And perhaps you will like what ye find."
"And maybe afterwards I shall hate you more than I do right now," Belle suggested.
"High unlikely, luv. No woman has ever passed up the chance to spend a night with Captain Jack Sparrow."
"Well, like I said before, there is a first for everything," Belle whispered.
"Hmm," he said, entranced by the milky complexion of her skin. She shivered a little as she felt his warm breath on her neck, and almost jumped with surprise and bewilderment when she felt his lips touch her throat. Slowly and deliberately, he began to kiss from her neck down to her shoulder. He knew he shouldn't be doing this to the poor gel, but there was something about her that made his blood run hot.
Belle closed her eyes for a moment, enjoying the feeling of Sparrow, the smell of him, the way he was holding her at this very instant, but she forced herself to snap out of it. She pushed him away gently and said, "Are you done? Stop this intolerable behavior at once!"
"I'm far from done, luv," he said, his brown eyes dilating from lust.
"Oh no, you don't," she said, backing away from him ever so slightly, cursing herself. Why did she have to be trapped in the same quarters with Jack? All in all, this wasn't going to turn out well.
He grinned at her reaction, flashing his gold teeth. "All right, Miss Blake," he laughed, "I shall put an end to this evil behavior. As long as you let me sleep in the bed."
Belle frowned, for being in the same bed as Sparrow after that wasn't a wise idea.
"I have self-control," he said with a wink, "I shall not try to ravish you in your sleep."
"Well, I never!" she growled, taken aback.
"I just want a comfortable place to sleep!" he said, his voice getting a bit louder with frustration, "Is that so much to ask? Stop makin' a damn fool of yerself and stop makin' this a bigger issue than it really is. I'm just a tired man."
At least Jack Sparrow had the decency to leave out the part where he was a tired, AROUSED man, for that would have never given him a side of the mattress.
"All right," she said with a sigh, "Of course, Captain. I'm sorry."
"Aye, apology accepted," Jack said with a smile and sat on the side of the bed and took off his boots. Belle hesitantly got under the covers and turned her back to him. It was a cold night, and the small sheet did nothing for warmth. She lay there, shivering softly, curled up in a ball, desperately trying to get comfortable.
Belle felt the weight of the mattress give way as Jack Sparrow got in next to her. Suddenly she felt a pair of arms wrap around her. He pulled her close so that she was spooned up against him.
"What do you think you are doing?" she whispered sleepily.
"Ye looked cold, luv."
"Well at least you are not drunk this time, Captain."
"Aye. Now I can fully appreciate having a beautiful woman sleeping beside me," he teased, "Now go to sleep."
"Jack?"
"Yes, luv?"
"No funny business."
Belle awoke, yawning and stretching comfortably. She was, in fact, enjoying the feel of being so close to her Captain. His arms were still holding her possessively, and she rolled over so she could watch him. His kohl-lined eyes were closed, his lips plastered into a lazy smile, his brown dreads fanned out around his head.
At least he did keep close to his word. Jack did not try any funny business throughout the night.
"Evil monkey," he murmured in his sleep, tossing and turning a bit, "No monkey,hat, mine! My hat!"
Belle smiled, shaking her head slightly, and poked Jack in the forehead.
"Jack, wake up, it's only a dream," she said softly.
"My hat! Bastard..." he said sleepily.
"Oh yes, your hat. A lovely hat it was, too," she replied.
"Monkey stole it. Damn monkey..."
"I shall buy you a new one, a bigger one that could block out the whole Godforsaken sun."
"Belle...beautiful...body...just want..."
Her eyes widened a bit and Belle whispered, "What do you want?"
He then said something so obscene she had to stifle a gasp. Belle caught him grinning and he opened one eye, staring at her mischievously.
"You...you..." she sputtered, too shocked for words.
"Handsome devil? Bloody desirable pirate?" he suggested.
"Mangy cad was what I was going for!" Belle replied with a shake of her head, "You think you are so tricky, Captain. Well let me tell you, I can outwit you any day of the week!"
"Then give me a day of the week and prove it," Jack commented with a wink.
"Urgh," she said, obviously frustrated with him.
"Are ye really going to buy me a hat?" Jack asked while throwing on his coat and hat, then pulling on his boots.
"Yes, but first I would throw it in cow manure and have a carriage run it over."
"Ah, a present I shall treasure forever," he teased, "Now what bloody time is it?"
"Early. Many hours till dawn, I reckon," she replied, "Norrington wants to get us out of here before the sun rises."
"Yes, luv, I know. I was there when he said it, remember?" Jack said, "Now what is with Norrington being all friendly towards the likes of you?"
"Friendly? Why, because we are friends, of course," Belle said, as if he were stupid for asking such a thing.
"Ye know what I mean, Belle," he commented, "More friendlier than that."
"Oh..." She murmured, blushing slightly, "I think Commodore Norrington has wanted to court me ever since Elizabeth Swann turned him down. We had been friends for quite some time."
"You know Elizabeth Swann?" Jack asked, curious.
"We have met briefly. A very nice girl, if I do say so myself. He's planning to marry some Turner lad, I heard."
"Ah, Will Turner," Jack said, eyes distant, memories swarming his mind.
"What is it, Jack?" she questioned, "Are you and Elizabeth acquaintances?"
"Aye, we have met briefly, as well as her future husband."
"Tell me, Sparrow. Seems highly important."
"That is a tale for another time, Belle. We should fetch Norrington if we want to make it out of here today."
"Aye aye, Captain!" she said with enthusiasm, grabbing her coat and followed him out the door.
"The last we saw of them, they were about twenty miles south of the Isle de Muerta," Norrington commented and Jack's eyes darkened a bit. Belle of course, noticed this change right away but did not say anything.
"Thank you so much, Commodore," Belle said warmly, "How can we ever repay you?"
"The Rising Sun, as you know, has been taken over by some rogues. Just put a stop to them, for they have been wreaking havoc in every port in the Caribbean. Thankfully they haven't struck Port Royal yet."
"That is a blessing, to be sure," Belle agreed, "We best be off."
"Goodbye Belle. Best wishes to you and your...husband." At the word husband, Norrington made a bit of a funny face, as if it made him sick to even think that Jack Sparrow was her lover.
"Goodbye, James." She hugged him, and then followed Sparrow down the dock and onto the awaiting Black Pearl. It was a magnificent ship, and looked quite peaceful at the moment, sitting there while being hit by the first rays of dawn.
"Ah, good, the crew managed to get here bright and early," Jack mused as Gibbs came from below deck. He was followed by an interesting group of pirates. They were all filthy, grubby men. One even had a parrot, and there was a 'vertically challenged' pirate as well. The last of them to arrive from below was a dark skinned woman, quite pretty in fact, with long raven black hair. She and Gibbs seemed to be the points of authority when Jack wasn't around.
"Ah, Jack," Gibbs said, "She is back! We are going for the Rising Sun, aye?"
"Indeed," Belle replied politely, "Nice to see you again, Mister Gibbs."
"Ah, is this da daughter of Blackstone Blake?" the woman inquired, studying her.
"I believe I haven't met you before," Belle said, "What is your name?"
"Ana Maria," she replied, "Jack, is this yer latest catch?"
"Excuse me?" Belle scoffed, "I am no ones catch. You are quite rude."
"And you are quite prissy, Miss Belle. Now be so kind as to stay out of me way from now on, for I don't take kindly to rich snobs."
"Happy to oblige," she replied, "For I would rather not be around a dirty pirate whore."
"Ye stupid bitch," Ana Maria snarled and lunged at her, but some of the crew jumped to the rescue and held her back. Jack grabbed Belle's arm, whom was angry as well and was trying to defend herself.
"Women," Jack said with a groan, "Now I know why Gibbs always says its bad luck to have women aboard."
Gibbs nodded in agreement, adding, "Dreadful bad luck, sir."
"Man the braces! Ana Maria, take the helm! I want no trouble from the two of you on this voyage, for I will not hesitate to throw ye both overboard and rid this ship of its bad luck," Sparrow said, eyeing the two of them.
"Yes, sir," Belle replied and Ana Maria mumbled, "Aye, captain."
"Hoist the sails!" Jack ordered and the crew began to run about once more.
"What do you need me to do, Jack? I am sorry, but I do not really know what needs to be done," Belle said sheepishly.
"Wait here for a second," he ordered and she watched him walk off. Belle looked at the beautiful sunrise, watching the sky change colors, the mark of a brand new day and a new adventure.
She felt a tap on her shoulder and she spun around.
"Here," Jack said, thrusting a mop and pail into her hands, "Ye can start with this, and afterwards," he draped a few clothes over her shoulder, "Ye can mend these, and..." He handed her a few jars of preserves, "You can cook dinner for the crew. Savvy?"
Woowoo! (gets jiggy with it) Belle gets stuck with all the fun stuff. I just wanted to remind you that Happy Hour is still going on. Buy one rum, get two free! So while you are drinkin' yer bloody lights out, make sure to review! (gets jiggy with it a second time)
