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Firstly, I've changed my pen-name from Itachi's Kitty to TinyHearts!

Secondly, I tried rum for the first time two days ago

... And it tastes like dishwater.

How does Jack drink it? He must been born without taste buds.. LOL

Did you guys see On Stranger Tides? :) I snuck out of school to go see it!
But I don't have any appreciation for Angelica whatsoever. Especially at the end of the movie, if you get what I mean. :(

I think I might be the only one who doesn't like her. But, message me if you don't like her either! Ahaha!

Enjoy the new chapter and RATE on my poll, please! I'm wondering if I should upload another Jack/OC story.

Chapter 5: Tortuga

After a two-day voyage, the Black Pearl finally docked at a dimly lit island.

"Welcome t' Tortuga, love. Now listen; there has ne'er been a more proliferous and majestic town such as this one, savvy? Everything a pirate needs is in this port right here." He smiled brightly as she stared ahead at the island with an unappreciative stare.

Tortuga. This is where he so desired to take her? An island populated by wenches, barkeeps and villainous rogues of the sea?

"Oh, trust me lass," Gibbs patted her shoulder with a delightful smile, "ye will love it 'ere!"

Katherine's lips were drawn into a thin line, "I certainly hope so mister Gibbs, but I'm not sure that someone of my upbringing would grow to like a place such as Tortuga.."

"Nonsense, miss Katherine! The captain and I will show ye the time o' yer life! Tortuga has the best rum aroun'!" He said before heading down the gangplank joyfully, a slight hop in his step. She couldn't help but smile, knowing that as soon as that man's foot touched land, he would be off to a tavern before Jack could call him back for more orders.

"Come along, love." Jack offered his arm to her with a smile, "Time for a bit o' fun, aye?"

Taking his arm, he courteously helped her down the gangplank and led her into the raging town.

A blonde headed woman wench was committing lewd acts in the middle of the street with a bedraggled man, who was obviously drunk.

Men and women drenched themselves in ale and rum, drinking till their hearts content. Shots from guns were fired every few seconds and the heavy scent of gunpowder lingered in the fowl Tortugan air. Instruments played lively music, both inside the taverns and out in the streets. The occasional scream occurred too. From what? She didn't want to know.

She scowled at the suggestive gaze that a few men gave her as she and the Captain walked by, "Look out for men like them, darlin'." Jack whispered into her ear and she glanced up at him.

Jack was a head taller than her. If he held her closely, she could lay her head on his directly on his collarbone, hearing the beats of his heart just faintly.

He sent a mesmerizing gold smile to her, "Somethin' wrong?"

Recovering, she returned the smile, "Nothing at all, just thinking."

"About dear ol' Jack?" He grinned and she laughed.

"Perhaps.."

At this reply, Jack was a tad flabbergasted. To be honest, he wasn't really expecting that answer. After a moment or so of pondering, he shrugged it off and the two of them turned the corner, arriving at the Faithful Bride.

He smiled at her before they walked inside. It were as if the tavern was filled with rabid animals with no sense of morals or decency; rather similar to outside on the streets of Tortuga. Gunshots, music, yelling, wenches and alcohol.

Jack peered at her briefly and saw her give a calculating stare around his favourite watering hole. His elated expression fell slightly, forgetting that Katherine was a lady of society.

"Just a quick drink, love," He told her, guiding them to a free table, "then we'll be off to see the wonders of Tortuga."

She agreed with a nod of her head and a smile. Jack was a pirate and to deprive him of rum would be inhumane. That, and he had kindly taken her aboard his ship and offered to show her the very few acceptable sights that belonged to pirate port. She felt it was only right to allow him some of his beloved drink.

Katherine watched as he waved the barmaid over and requested a mug of the sugar-cane liquor, but not before asking her if she desired anything, to which she replied no and thanked him anyway.

After watching the woman leave to get his sacred drink, the brunette set her eyes on a few harlots, gossiping near the corner of the bar; giggling occasionally and looking in Sparrow's direction.

Unbeknownst to her, a twinge struck in her heart, "You seem rather popular with the women here, Jack." She spoke to him observantly.

The chocolate brown hues that belonged to the pirate lord eyed Katherine briefly before following her line of sight and a sly grin developed on his lips. The females giggled even louder and whispered among themselves, sending him flirtatious smiles and suggestive waves.

"Of course I am, love. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow! I'm popular with many women." He said with a curve of his lips before drinking the rum that was recently placed on the table before him.

Humming in reply, her eyes shifted towards mister Gibbs's table, where he and the rest of the crew sat, drinking and laughing merrily. Katherine smiled softly as Gibbs noticed her and gave a small wave and a cheery smile.

Before they departed from Port Royal, Katherine heard from Jack that Gibbs is a highly superstitious man, and doesn't like to trifle with forces unknown. Apparently, one of the superstitions of the sea were not to have any women aboard, for it was bad luck.

Being told this, she promised to the older man that she would be of no trouble during her stay and would do her absolute best not to unknowingly provoke any storms or things of the like to glide their direction. With this, Gibbs was pleased and welcomed her with wide arms.

Scanning over her, Jack realized that two brown tendrils of hair that once framed either side of her face were tied into a royal blue silk ribbon at the back of her head, creating a crown-like shape of soft hair.

He blinked when he realized he was staring. Thankfully she hadn't noticed, "Ye look nice, love.."

"Hm?" She looked to him as he motioned his head toward the bow, "It's a nice touch..."

Katherine smiled, the shadow of a blush rising to her cheeks. It wasn't everyday that a compliment came from Jack Sparrow that wasn't some sort of flirtatious innuendo.

Studying her for a moment longer, he then smiled widely and downed the rest of his rum before leaping up from his seat, "Come along, darling. There's plenty t' see."

Taking his arm that was presented to her, she laughed a bit as he rose his chin high in the air in mock aristocracy. With a flash of golden teeth, Jack grinned at her.

The moon now shone brightly in the night sky as he led her though the busy streets, she peered at him and a smile touched her lips. It came to her that he really must adore this rowdy pirate port and she could almost see why.

"Jack?" She asked, curiously observing his peculiar saunter.

"Aye?" He responded, turning his head toward her with a jaunty expression on him.

She nearly laughed before asking him, "What is it exactly that attracts you to Tortuga?"

Sparrow remained silent for a minute or so; a finger to his bearded chin as he pondered.

His chocolate orbs gazed at her, "Mainly the women." He said mischievously, "They're very salacious and desirable here, love.."

'Of course.' Katherine concluded. Perhaps Elizabeth was right.

"But that's not all, darling. The rum here is good- really good! Ain't nothin' finer." Jack winked cutely and Katherine couldn't help but laugh.

The man was just too charming for his own good.

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