Peter was lying on his bed completely absorbed in his thoughts. That certainly wasn't his usually behavior but he couldn't care less. There was no one there to witness it and on the other hand he always did what he wanted to do and if he wanted to think he would think. And so he did. He was glad that no one was there and that no one could hear what he was thinking, because all his thoughts involved one thing. Hook.

Peter just couldn't wrap his mined around it. The evil, slimy, old, git of a pirate didn't seem to be so evil anymore and he certainly wasn't slimy and if you think about it Hook wasn't that old plus git was just a thing you say to bring a point across, that you don't like a person. That only left him with pirate and that he's a man. Peter knew that these pirates didn't plunder nor kill or rape people, the pirate ship was always in the bay and Hook was too big of a gentleman to do such barbaric things. Ok so maybe they did plunder, they had to get food any money somehow (or maybe they didn't, Peter just didn't know for sure) and maybe he killed a crew member here and there but they always seemed to come back somehow, at least Hook wasn't such a savage to rape people (even if Peter didn't know what rape meant he knew that it was bad). With that there was a voice in his head that said *but you wouldn't mind if he would violate you* and that broth him to another problem. He didn't know what that meant, every time he thought about it his heart started to beat faster and adrenalin started to pump through his veins but he didn't know what his mined expected that Hook would do to violate him. It certainly couldn't mean fighting, they did that lots of times before, he did get excited with the fight but never like this never from just a mere thought did he get so worked up. That led Peter to think about the man part of the situation. What Peter knew is that men and women were suppose to get married, have babies, sleep in the same room, hug and other things but somehow he would much reader do those other things with Hook. And again he just didn't know what those other things are.

This thinking just got him more and more confused but he was just unable to stop himself from thinking about it. He went through the topic many times, always thinking the same thing and never getting an answer. When he once again came to the point of thinking about Hook being a man, he thought about how Hook was physically the same as him, however he still wanted to see what he was hiding under those shorts. Coming to the conclusion that if he found out what was underneath those shorts, at least one of his questions would be answered.

Peter climbed out of the dead man tree and noticed that the sun was setting. *Aha this is the perfect time, he will probably change his clothes to go to bed* with that in mind he started a fast pace to the ship.

Before you know it Peter was at a window looking in and hoping that he didn't miss Hook undress himself. Waiting a few minutes that seemed like hours, Hook finally came and sat himself at his desk. Peter thought it would bother him that there was no disrobing going on but surprisingly it didn't. Peter just watched the man write, there was something memorizing in seeing the hands lead and glide the feather smoothly over the paper.

Peter didn't know how long he hovered there at the window, but the sky was now black with millions white dots everywhere. He braced himself and got his eyes more alert. Hooke had stud up and stretched lazily like a cat that woke up from a nap. He pulled off his coat and dropped it over the chare next to his hat. Peter could watch the man undo his shirt and see a lean back but then Hook disappeared into the room like the previous time. So once again Peter was disappointed and it wouldn't be the last time. It became somewhat a ritual for him to fly to the Jolly Roger, hover next to the window, wait for Hook, watch him write or walk around deep in thought and when it came the time for Hook to undress Peter always hoped, even though he knew it wouldn't happen that he could see something more than the naked chest or back.

This started to be all that Peter could do, think and concentrate on. The days were just too long and the precious moments just too short. One day he just couldn't wait for the night so he grabbed a large leaf of a tree and dipped it into a muddy puddle. He brought the leaf with its content to the ship waited to spot Hook then he dropped the leaf on to him. Hook, wet and dirty, made his way into his cabin, where Peter was already next to the window waiting for him, again only getting to see a naked back.

Peter somehow was disappointed but on the other hand he was happy that he got to see Hook before the night. When he was back in the safety of the jungle waiting for the night, he thought that maybe he could prank the captain or start a fight every so often, over the day so it wouldn't be so long till he got to spy on him at night.

And at sunset he once again made his way to the ship.

Hey you, whoever is reading this…now that I finished the chapter and read it through I noticed that Peter is somewhat a pervert or peeping Tom with all the looking through the window that he's doing. Well when I started to writ, it didn't seem that way and somehow I thought he just doesn't know better and no one ever told him that it's inappropriate and let's face it if you had a chance to look at a naked HOT guy would you really let it pass by? Well I wouldn't….anyways it's just a story no harm done :P