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I came too after what must have been hours, it felt like my brain had been stung by wasps and my stomach wasn't thanking me for giving in to my little 'problem'. I rubbed my dry eyes, and licked my chapped lips, slowly coming to the realisation that I was not actually in the opium den any more. I wish they would stop me from wondering out when I was in a state, who knew where I could end up, or what could happen too me. "Ah well, who the hell cares!" I said to myself. Not expecting the "Let's just say for the moment I do." That came from beside me. I almost jumped out of my own skin. Of course. Jack. Why did he just keep turning up like this? Not that I was complaining, though I would really rather he did not know about what I had done last night, or indeed any other night before. "Why are you here?" I asked grumpily, I was always in an apocalyptic mood when I had a hang over. I stood up, wobbling slightly and dusted myself off, I was back down at the beach, only this time nearer the docks. I figure I must have stumbled down there and passed out. "Fin…why were you passed out in the shallows?" My eyes widened. "I was WHAT?" OH my god, it had happened again, he had saved my sorry arse. I shook my head in disbelief. "I mean sure I've had some wild night love but…" I laughed shakily, he obviously didn't realise what I had actually done. "Yeah well, you know how things are…so anyway!" I opted for a quick change of subject. "When are you leaving?" He smiled crookedly at me, that smile made me forget my own name. "That keen to get rid of me ay?"

"No I didn't mean" He shut me up by putting two fingers on my lips. His touch sent a thousand shivers down my spine and my skin burst into flames all over. "I'm goin' into town today, picking up some supplies for the journey, clothes and such. And I was wondering, do you want to go with me?" He asked with another squint grin and a raise of his eyebrows, he was just so damn cute! I wasn't used to seeing someone round about my age here and I suppose you could bight into the sexual tension that surrounded people our age like bread, then again maybe it was just me… "I don't know. Are you sure you want to be seen with well…me." I said shyly with a glance down at myself. His face fell. "Yeah." He said after some deliberation with a shrug of his shoulders. "Well get your arse up then!" I said, causing him to grin wolfishly at me. He grabbed my hand and pulled me along, running through the usually dark alleys, which somehow he managed to lighten up. I was too busy looking at Jacks face as he smiled his wonderful smile, so busy I ran straight into an old man. "Bloody young ones, always causing trouble!" He exclaimed before pushing me off him, straight into Jack's arms. We looked at each other as tension filled the air, I sniggered, remembering what the man had just said to me, and before we knew what was happening we were falling about laughing, happy tears in our eyes, earning us more than a few 'what are those lunatics doing' kind of looks from passers by. I had never actually managed to appreciate the gift that being young is, I always hated it because men would want you, old women just get left alone. But now…though I tried not to let myself declare that life was good because, I had just met Jack and frankly I didn't know if he would even stick around. When we had finally composed our selves enough we made our way into the colourful market street. The street was so throbbing with life that I had never been able to see before, it was like all my life I had been walking with a black veil over my eyes, shielding me from the light. I had a friend, he had lifted the veil. I was aware that I was grinning like a crazy person, but then so was he. Everywhere I looked there were people, smiling, conversing or laughing. I think I saw every type of fruit, spice and cloth imaginable, so exotic in colour and scent, filling each and every one of my senses. Purples, oranges and blues filled my vision twirling and dancing in the light. The day was perfect, hot but with a cool wind that balanced things perfectly. He kept a tight grip on my hand so we wouldn't loose each other. "It's so loud!" I yelled over the bustle of the crowd. He laughed as the ribbon in his hair got caught on something and came untied, letting black, curly hair fall around his face, typically taking my breath away. He reached behind my head and pulled on the ribbon holding my hair back, so that it could match his. My flame coloured hair billowed in the wind and he smiled at me with a look I really could not describe no matter how I may try, but I found myself higher than I had ever been on Opium. I hardly noticed as he slyly stole some apples off a merchants cart and bumped one to me with his elbow, I caught it, running my hands over the smooth red surface before taking a bite. It's sweet moisture filled my mouth, I had learnt to value ever bit of food I could get, savour it. But it was too good to resist and within seconds I had finished the entire thing. We were in the thick of the crowd now, and as I had been paying a little too much attention to food I had lost sight of Jack. "Jack!" I called through the dense wall of bodies that surrounded me on all sides. A tanned hand shot through a gap between two old women's faces and offered itself to me, I reached up to take it and he pulled me through and back too him. "Sorry ladies." He said devilishly to the two women I had almost flattened, with a wink and a small bow he some how managed to fluster even them. "For milady!" He declared motioning with his hand to a stall with some of the finest dresses I had ever laid eyes on. Perhaps to noblewomen they would be nothing, but to me… "No Jack I couldn't!" I had to keep yelling so he could hear me. He put his hand against his heart dramatically. "Oh how she wounds me!" I slapped him playfully on the arm. Before I could stop him he had clapped his hands on the most gorgeous emerald and gold dress I had ever seen, exactly the same colour as my eyes I mused. I decided to humour him and let him buy it, I did need a new dress. We continued to buy three shirts, some breeches and a red bandanna he liked particularly. I helped him tie it around his hair to get it out of his face again. After we had finished in the market, he took me down to the beach, we were both exhausted and had almost lost our voices from shouting all day. I was tired and thirsty but I knew I wouldn't have changed anything for the world. Jack held out the dress to me and I took it from him grinning from ear to ear, he was looking at me expectedly and I raised my eye brows at him questioningly. "Well go on then!" He said motioning with hands. "Jack, I can't just strip down in the middle of a beach." Jack made an over exaggerated shrugging motion, earning him another playful slap. "Alright, I'm going over behind those rocks." I walked to the large stoned which formed a sort of circle. "No looking!" I called over my shoulder, just as a joke though I could just feel his cheekiest grin on my back.

I honestly had never worn anything more beautiful in my life, it would have been a perfect fit too if I could just reach to pull the ribbons at the back tight enough. Holding the ribbons at the top, I stepped out from behind the rocks. Jack was grinning at me, his eyes scanning me from head to toe. "Could you…?" I asked pointing to the ribbons I was holding. He swaggered behind me began to pull them tight. He finished them in a bow at the top with a flourish of his hands, which then swept my hair to the side and left a trail of goose pimples on my skin. I turned around slowly, he was no longer smiling, but there was a smile in his eyes. "Thank you." I told him sincerely, holding his eyes with mine. Aware that he was getting closer but not wanting to fight it, I wanted to be close to him. I had never wanted that with anyone before, there had never been any emotion in any kiss I had given, or received. Other than lust and pain. He got closer till, tilting his head to the side, still locking his eyes with mine. I could feel his hot breath on my face, I inhaled deeply, remembering the way he smelled, as exotic as the market, as rich as rum and as fresh as the ocean. Our foreheads almost touching, there was just a small gap to close. "JACKIE! We wondered where you'd got to!" Someone shouted from the dock. He drew back from me quickly as I looked away and bit my lip. He groaned and rolled his eyes. He opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off. "I know, you have to go." I tried not to sounds as glum as I did. He placed three fingers on my chin and tilted my face up to him, he smiled. I just had to smile back. He kissed me lightly on the cheek. "I'll be back before you know it Fin." He said warmly and turned on his heel, strolling up to the man who had called him, the red bandana I had pointed out to his, twirling in the breeze. I was going to miss him. Hell what was I thinking, I hadn't kept a handle on myself and now…one day. One trip to the market. One pirate, one guardian angel, three shirts, a pair of breeches, a dress and a gorgeous red bandana later…I had fallen in love with Jack Sparrow.

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