I woke up with smoke filling my lungs and heat attacking my face. Fire raged in front of the door and along the side of my bed. The flames were high and an orangish color. The heat was deadly and I could barley breath. I got out of bed and hurried over to the window. "Cough! Cough! Window!" I choked out. I was trying to open the window with the flames to my back. "Damn, come on!" The window was jammed. I looked around in a panic. Maybe there is something I can smash the glass with? I saw out of the corner of my eye a rock on my dresser. I remember I put it there to use as a paperweight. Yes! Perfect! As I was reaching out for the rock the flames licked me. "OUCH!" I pulled my hand back and cradled it against me. "I don't have time for this!" I took a deep breathe and quickly grabbed the rock. I hissed as I pulled my hand back, for the flame had burned me, badly. I turned back to the window and raised the rock above my head. "Here I go!" I smashed the rock against the glass and it instantly shattered.

The pieces of glass went everywhere and I ended up stepping on them. "Ah!" Pain shot through me and tears went to my eyes. My vision started to blur and I couldn't breath anymore. This is it, I'm going to die. I felt myself start to fall when I felt a hand catch me.

"No you don't" A voice said. I was brought out through the window and had clean air hit my face.

I started coughing, "Cough, Cough, Cough!"

"Good you are still breathing." The person was carrying me princess style. I squinted my eyes at the person trying to figure out who it was. That's when I remembered the man in my house.

"you," I wheezed.

"Don't talk you will only waste your energy and my time."

"But-"

"Didn't I just tell you not to talk? So shut up before I force you to be quite." I blinked at him confused. He saved me but he is still a jerk. "The sun is starting to rise." He looked around,"Okay, I'm going to put you down now." He set me down on the ground. I looked around trying to make sense of my surroundings.

We were on top of a hill not that far from my home. I could see the flames flickering and a huge cloud of smoke rising above it. I found myself with my mouth a gap and tears running down my face.

"What the hell did you do to set the fire?" Law asked.

I stared blankly at him trying to figure out what he meant. What does he mean? I didn't set the fire! He must ha-… I gasped. "Oh no." I croaked. I looked down at my burning house,"The candle….I didn't blow out the candle."

"Stupid girl."

"I must have smacked it down on the ground before I woke up." I closed my eyes tight and curled up in a ball. "I am so stupid, I could I forget something like that?" I couldn't hold my pain in any longer, I started sobbing.

"Hey, accidents happen, so stop crying." He looked me up and down. "Let me take a look at your injuries." He reached toward the hand I burned.

"Ow!" I pulled my hand back.

"Don't fight me! Give me your hand!" He grabbed my arm and took a look at my hand. "You burned it pretty badly. I have cream for bad burns but it's down at my ship." He then proceeded to my feet where I had stepped on glass."Your feet are another story, I'm going to have to pull out all the glass and probably stitch up some of the cuts." He then went to the hand I cut last night and took the bandage off. The cut was really deep so it was still bleeding but it wasn't bleeding heavily anymore. "You will need stitches for this too, I'm surprised you are still conscious. Most people would be passed out after all these injuries."

"Well I guess I am not most people." I said with a chuckle. He looked at me with a surprised expression.

"I suppose you aren't. Well then I guess I will be carrying you since you can't walk." He looked down at my feet and I did the same.

"Ya, I would appreciate that." He sighed and picked me up.

"Wrap your arms around my neck so you don't end up falling." I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned my head against his chest. He was warm and smelled really good. He smelled like the ocean and with my head against his chest I could hear the pounding of his heart. He started walking toward the village.

"You said you had a ship?" He glanced down at me with a look of annoyance.

"Yes, I do. I am the captain of the Heart Pirates."

"You're a pirate?"

"Yes, do you have a problem with that?"

"No, It doesn't really matter to me."

We walked in silence for the rest of the journey.

When we arrived at the village instead of going through it we went around.

"Is there a reason we are walking around the village," I asked.

"Yes, I don't want them to get frightened and end up attacking me." I mused that thought over in my head. I guess that makes sense. He is a pirate if he is seen with someone as injured as me they might blame him for it.

He was walking toward the docks. I started looking around for a ship. "Hey I don't see any ships."

He ignored me and continued walking. "We are just going to go right into the ocean."

He continued to ignore me and walked right up to the edge of the dock. I looked around again trying to figure out where his ship was. All I could see was the fishermen's boats.

"Look down," he said. I looked down and saw the top of a yellow submarine.

"Your ship is a submarine?"

"Yes."

"Oh."

"What?"

"Nothing."

He looked at me sternly,"What?"

"I was just expecting an actually ship."

"So you are not impressed?"

"Well, it looks kind of small." With that he produced a small smile.

"Yes, well looks can be deceiving."

"I suppose…" He set me on the dock and bent down to open the door. I couldn't help but stare at him as he did this. He was a very handsome man.

He glanced back at me,"Is something the matter?" Crap he caught me staring at him…

"Um…Well I do have a burnt hand and a whole bunch of glass on my feet. So yes something is the matter, I am in a lot of pain."

"That's to be expected." He opened the hatch up. "Okay, now I am going to drop you in there."

"Wait, What?"

"Don't worry about it I will have Bepo catch you."

"Who?" He picked me up, "Wait!" and he tossed me down.