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Kiss from a Rose	By : MidnightGuardian Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > Slash - Male/Male > Jack/Will Views: 3265 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Kiss From A Rose

          I
looked out at the sea. For so long,
I had searched ever sense the day I left Elizabeth. The day you left our lives, it would
never be the same.
          I
could recall as you fell off the side, I feared the worst, and I could hear in my
mind, you say “I meant to do that.”
          As
you left, I had that moment that one you told me I would have, but it
didn’t feel right, I kissed
her but, there was no passion no desire, no love, if anything it felt wrong.
          I
guess I had always known what I felt was a brotherly love, because I
couldn’t have her, I was attracted.
I guess I’ve always been like that. Always wanting what I can’t have.
          But
you were different, I knew I couldn’t have you but I also knew if I were
ever to get you, I would never get enough of you.
          I
let Elizabeth
know my feelings and she took it… well.
          She
really didn’t love me like she thought, too. And Commodore Norrington had become
quite appealing.
          They
married the day I left, I promised her that much, that I would be there for
her, like a brother.
          Then
I felt, and I never came back, I went to Tortuga
hoping you would he there. Found
out you had just left. Just my
luck, I didn’t find you but I found someone else.
          Natasha.
          She
would change my life forever. She
led me away promising to tell me where you had gone.
          That’s
how she got her victims. Promising
them something they truly desired, and then when you’re alone with her,
she pounces.
          I
can still remember how it felt to have her sink her teeth into my skin. I felt as if I was on fire.
          I
burned and all I could think was this isn’t fair. All I wanted was to see your face and I
was being robbed of it.
          Then
the pain stopped and it became pleasure, but the thought of you didn’t
leave me.
          She
stopped and looked into eyes.
          “Do
you really love him so much?”
          “Yes,”
          “Truly?”
          “Yes,
it hurts to breath when I can’t see him,”
          I
would never forget the smirk on her face.
          “Then
I will spare you, I never really intended to kill you,” she smiled.
          “Then
what were you planning?” verging on annoyed.
          “Just
a taste, maybe even make you like me,”
          “Like
you?”
          “Yes,”
she hissed showing her teeth, sorry fangs.
          “Why?”
          “I’ve
never met, one quite like you,”
          “If
I don’t what to,”
          “Then
I’ll kill you,”
          “But…”
          “You
know too much, I had planned to drink until you passed out, then it would seem
like a dream.”
          “But
you asked me,”
          “You
should have fainted long ago, but you kept fighting me, want to be with him.”
          “It’s
not my fault,”
          She
grinned but didn’t loosen her tight grip.
          “Think
about it, with the powers I will give you, you could find this Jack a lot faster,”
          “Really?”
          “Yes,
you could find and make him like you, that way you could be together
forever,”
          After what she said I was hooked. I gave in and became this. A child of the night, blood drinker, vampire whatever you wish to call
me. I would become anything if it
meant I would be with you.
          I
was crossed when she kept me with her, longer, than I thought. Three years, of teaching of my powers
and my weakness, humming my strengths, learning how to hunt, all that I need to
know, my fellow kind and my enemies.
I had my limits, after first I could be out in the sunlight until I was
strong enough, but with time I could among humans like one of them.
          And
with that I left her, twenty-five years later here I am. Walking along the beach following the
last lead I have. I’ve been
all around the world looking for you.
          The
sun is starting to set and I can see the stars out here so brightly. I remember one time while we where alone
on deck, you told me how much you loved to see the stars, there was no better
place then the sea to see the stars.
          My
sight quickly lands on a small cottage by the beach. There is light in the house and the
smell that lingers in the air.
          It
smells of old age, of looming death, but also of you. I run as fast as I could hoping that am
not too late.
          I
stop when I reach the door, and I can’t help it, I knock loudly on the
door, impatiently as ever.
          I
here a whisper come in you call.

       I
walk in and see the shack full of empty bottle of rum and I’m now certain
it’s you. I walk in further
to see a bed in the back with an elderly man lying there taking hollow breaths. Your wearing a simply outfit, I could
see the simply white blouse and brown pants. He has long white hair, his light bread
barely cover his face it’s not long in braids like I last remember. Your skin is tanner than I remember, due
to all those years in the sun.
I’m amazed at how good you look. Even with age, you are beautiful. Then again you don’t look your age
at all, but you never looked your age.
I remember being surprised when I found out that you were forty when I
first met you, I thought you were at least a decade younger.   But I wish I could see your eyes
you haven’t opened them. I
guess I taken too long in my musing in how you look because you became
impatient.
          “If
you’re going to steal something go ahead and take it, it won’t do
me any good,” you state never opening your eyes.
          “I
would never steal from you, Jack,” I state.
          You
snap your eyes open and look at me in shock.
          “Will? It can’t be, you must be his
son,” you state.
          I
smile and walk over and sit beside you.
          You
look at me thoroughly.
          I
love that look in your eyes. The
look of innocence combined with mischievous.
          “You
look exactly like him,” your say as you lift your hand onto my cheek.
          I
can’t help but lean in to the touch, quickly placing my hand over your.
          I
bring your palm to him lips and kiss it lightly. I can taste you blood, I smell it. It smells delicious.
          You
lightly gasp at my actions and I look into your eyes. I let your hand go.
          “I
didn’t get your name mate,”
          “Will,”
          “Like
your father and grandfather,”
          I
smile; I’m willing to keep up the act.
          “You
look you so much like your father, but I don’t see anything of your
mother in you, stranger, how are your parents?”
          “Fine,
my father misses you,” I say happy I didn’t say I.
          I
see the light smile on your lips.
          “I
miss him to, the fool. Always did
something foolish, but he had a good heart.
          You
start to cough and I can’t help but worry. You take a few deep breaths.
          “He
wishes to be with you again, he missed you terribly,” I say.
          “Is
that why you’re here,”
          “Yes,
you have no idea how long he has searched for you.”
          You
smile even brighter.
          “Has
he, I love to go back to your father Will, but I lack the strength, I
don’t I’ll last the night,” you say and smile at me.
          “But
do you wish to see him again?”
          “It’s
a little too late, Will,”
          “No,
do you want to be with him,”
          “Will,”
          “Do
you love him?”
          “What? You have no right to ask, how can you
ask?”
          “Yes
or no, Jack,”
          You
look away I can see the sadness in your eyes.
          “It
doesn’t matter; he loves your mother,”
          “Jack,
please he needs to know,”
          You
turn and look at me, I see the tears forming in your eyes and it breaks me.
          “Yes,”
          “Would
you be willing to be with him forever, yes or no,”
          “Yes,
but,”
          “That’s
I’ll I need to know,”

***

(Change of point
of view)

          Will
grabs hold of Jack forcing him into a passionate kiss. Jack moans but tries to pull away. Within seconds Will in latches on to
Jack’s neck sucking gentling as possible. Remembering the pain his felt, when his
Sire first drank from him, he didn’t want Jack to feel that. He smiles when he feels Jack arch is
back in pleasure. He pulls away,
never had he drank blood as delicious as his.
          Jack
look pale as he looks up at him with hazy eyes.
          “Jack
listen to me, here drink,” Will says as he lifts Jack’s lips to his
exposed skin by his collarbone. But
not before cutting deeply to have blood seep through. Jack laps up the blood and latches on
like Will had before.
          Will
had learned that vampire’s blood was very addictive. Will wraps his arms around Jack’s
waist, as Jack places his hand on chest, continuing to drink from his
blood. Will could feel the effects
off his blood on Jack. He learned
from Natasha that when someone is being turned, the Sire has the ability to
change their age, make them younger or older. Will didn’t what to change Jack
but he did want him younger, closing his eyes he just wants Jack to look like
he did when he was in his twenties always wondering how he looked when he was
his age.
          Will
pulls Jack away and is surprised by what he sees. Before him was the most beautiful young
man he had ever seen.
He had his eyes
closed as he breathed deeply.
His skin was a
creamy soft, his face was lean youthful looking free of facial hair expect for
the thin well shaped eyebrows. His
hair was a dark brown with natural reddish highlights. It only reached his shoulders but it was
smooth, soft, silky and straight.
He could help run his fingers through his hair.
His body was
lighter as he lifted him on to his lap.
He was a bit shorter, his waist was smaller and his body was an almost
feminine body. Slender legs and
dainty feet graced his lower body.
He smiled at the long lashes on his face, wondering if he was ever tease
when he younger about his feminine looks.
His eyes flutter
open, as he looked up at Will with the most beautiful innocent eyes he had ever
seen. They were filled with confuse
and then rage. He was shocked to
say the least when Jack violently pushed him away and went off the bed and ran
to a mirror.
“What have
you done?”
“Jack,
please you said you wanted to stay with me forever if you could,”
“I meant
your father, not you,” Jack shouted.
Will groaned,
“Please Jack don’t say that you make he feel like you mean
Bootstraps.”
Will stood to
face an even more confused Jack.
“Jack,
it’s me, the Will you meet, and one battled Barbarosa with you,”
“But you
said…”
“I know, I
sorry I mislead you, but I didn’t think it was wise for me to tell I was
the same Will you meet 40 years ago,”
“How?”
Jack said starting to believe him.
Will smiled and walked
upon to him, wrapping one arm around his waist, pressing their bodies together
and they other took hold of his chin forcing him to look up at him.
“We’ll
talk later, but right now, you must be hunger,” Will smiled showing his
fangs.
Jack moaned and wrapped his arms around
his neck.
“I hope for
your sake your telling me the truth, or so help me God, if you’re not the
Will I love I’ll…” Jack started but never finished. Will had claimed his lips. Letting go off his sweet lips and smiled
down at the shorter man.
“Then you
can kill me, savvy,” Will said using Jack trademark word.
That caused Jack
to smile, he then groaned.
“Jack,
what’s wrong?”
“I’m
hungry,” in a childlike manner, which Will couldn’t help but laugh.
“Then we
should be off,”

I hope you like it. It’s just something I thought
about, tell me if you think I should continue with it.
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