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The Siren Song of Pirate Fire
By �Kitty� Katrionna Brannagh

A/N: Next chapt-taaah!! Hope you�re enjoying it so
far, or at least getting a good laugh out of it. I tried to throw a teensy bit
more sexual tension in here but it turned out just to give a hint at some sexual
awakening. Oh well. Onto the story!

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Chapter 2

Jack�s breath caught in his throat. Can that
be right? Do I lo... love her? Jack looked over at Lela again, at
her tousled hair and the little fragments of green spread through out the raven
locks of hair. Her hazy sapphire eyes flickered and looked into his as he
brushed a few pieces of the drying grasses away. She sat up a little, hovering
over Jack, and sleepily giving a small smile. And Jack watched Lela as she
stuck her tongue out at him again. And he watched her while she flopped down on
her stomach as she sidled up to him and wrapped her arms around his chest. She
closed her eyes once more with a contented sigh and a blissful expression. Jack
smiled and slid one hand to her waist and the other to her neck under her long
hair that matched the midnight sky. He gave her a tight squeeze and sighed. Yup. He loved her all right.

And it scared him senseless. Not that he really
had much sense to begin with...

But Jack was apprehensive of the situation. The
girl he loved was now in his arms, her arms encircling him. They were out in a
field, at night, with no one else around... Jack began to worry. He didn�t
trust himself very often, and... The roguish conscience that had been visiting
Jack more and more frequently kept repeating an earlier proposal that it had
schemed: You desire her like a thirsting man does
water. You hunger and ache for her lips against yours! Jack�s hand gripped
Lela�s hip tightly. And no one is around, Jack. She is lying in your arms,
practically begging for you to kiss her...

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Jack stared down towards the girl resting on
his chest, which caused him to stretch his cheeks and his lower lip purse out
in a very comic manner. She had a look of complete serenity and calm on her
face, with her cheek snuggled up against Jack�s chest. Her hand rested on
Jack�s shoulder, white contrasting against the black worn linen shirt. Her lips
were curved slightly into a small smile, just barely pressing outwards. They
were the colour of dark scarlet roses, withering from summer and into fall.
Jack brushed a fingertip over her bottom lip, just light enough that he could
feel them without her noticing. Velvet petals. Smooth
and lovely rose petals that just a single touch could
not sate the want. So what are you waiting for, Jack? The conscience
asked. She lies there, contentedly in your arms, with her lips just inches
away from yours, so why not? Jack was still hesitant, though. But what
will she do? He wondered. Will she push me away or will she... Jack wouldn�t dare think past that point, for now
anyways. Well, only one way to find out, he thought.

He pinched his fingers around Lela�s nose and
around her lips and waited until she started to sputter and wiggle around. She
started to laugh and pushed Jack�s hands away. �What was that for?!� she
shouted, still laughing. Jack smiled his trademark �innocent� smile.

�Well, you were asleep and I wanted to tell you
something,� he replied inoffensively. Lela rolled her eyes and gave a loud
huff.

�You could have just tapped me on the shoulder
and said, �Lela, I wanna tell ya somethin�.� That would�ve sufficed.� Jack
stuck out his lip in a mock pout.

�But my way is more fun!� he whined.
Again Lela rolled her eyes and chuckled a little.

�All right then, I�m awake. What is so damned
important that you had to almost suffocate me to wake me up?� Jack�s smile
faded slightly, till his features were nothing but an expressionless mask, and
he sat up. What am I going to say? He wondered, while Lela waited for an
answer. I�m not gonna let her know a thing till I�m I know what she thinks...
But how can I do that... After a few seconds of thought, a sly smile crept
on Jack�s face.

�Well?� Lela asked again, displaying pseudo
impatience on her pale face.

�We�re going to become pirates,� he said
nonchalantly with a small shrug. Lela�s mouth dropped open as she stared at
him.

�Pirates?� she asked, repeating him.

�Pirates,� Jack answered back.

�Why?� Lela asked. Her astonished look was
replaced by a suspicious one with slitted eyes and her lips tightly drawn
together. Jack smirked. My idea is working perfectly... she never could
resist an unanswered question about a plan...

�Because,� he continued, �we would be good at
it. We love the sea, we love adventure...� Jack held up Lela�s necklace, his
grin growing wider as Lela felt around her neck, �...and we�re terribly good
pickpockets.�

Lela just smirked back and held up the
drawstring pouch that Jack kept his money in. �You�re right,� she countered,
throwing the pouch at a very surprised Jack. �We are.�

Jack looked baffled, then suspicious, then his eyes widened as his features took on a look of
worried bewilderment. �How did ye get that? That was tied on the inside of me
belt...� Lela just kept smiling deviously, and tried not to burst into
laughter. Jack narrowed his eyes and he looked around for any other of his
belongings as he said, �You are a good pickpocket, ye sneaky little
devil...�

Her smile lessened. �Although, I�m not exactly
sure that that�s a skill to be proud of...� Jack laughed.

�Maybe not, but we are good...� he said
grinning madly. �Here,� he said as he grabbed Lela�s shoulder and turned her
around, facing away from him. �I�ll put ye necklace
back on. If you do it, it�ll get stuck in that massive head of hair.� Lela�s
head snapped around and she scowled at Jack. Jack chuckled and shook his head.
He pushed Lela�s chin back around with his fingertips. �Only
kiddin�, love, only kiddin�. Now move the mammoth hair!� This time there
was only a little growl from Lela as she whipped her hair off her back with a
quick toss of the head...and all the hair landed in Jack�s face. �That wasn�t
�zactly what I meant, darling,� came Jack�s muffled voice from underneath
Lela�s hair. Only giggling a �SO sorry�, Lela pulled forward, letting all her
hair fall off of Jack�s face. Then she obediently grasped the bottom of her
dark tresses and pulled it over to the side, exposing creamy coloured skin on
her bare shoulders, made deathly ashen in the moonlight.

Jack reached over Lela�s shoulders with one end
of the necklace in each hand. �Hold up ye hair over here,� Jack asked quietly.
Lela lifted up her hair on her shoulder and Jack pulled his arm through between
her hair and neck. He took a step forward to lean over next to Lela�s right cheek.
Jack felt her move away slightly. He frowned a little, closing his eyes in
frustration for a moment. I can�t do this. I was wrong. Maybe she doesn�t...

Jack fastened (well, tried to fasten) the
necklace with slow movements, as though his hands were moving through mud. I
was wrong, he thought again. This isn�t fair. His fingers fiddled
with clasp. I admitted to meself that I...I...love her, and now I can�t
even...Damn this stupid thing, why won�t it work?! The small metal ring
finally slid through the gap of the clasp and the small catch clicked shut.
Hesitating to leave such beautiful warm skin, Jack let his fingers drag away as
he stepped back...three...two...one...gone. Jack wasn�t sure, but he thought he
felt her face grow hot right there. When he was about to move away, fearing
never to return, Lela leaned back slightly into Jack�s arms. Was
I wrong? He wondered, stepping closer. Lela barely stepped back. Maybe...
Jack took one last step forward and closed whatever space was left. Maybe
she does feel the same way. Jack brought his hand around to Lela�s neck and
lowered it slightly to the night-coloured panther, stalking its unsuspecting
prey. That�s probably why it made me think of her, Jack thought silently
as he turned the pendant right side up, exposing its cool green eyes to the dark
heavens. A beautiful wildcat that ensnared me, and pounced when I least
suspected it. He laid the charm carefully against Lela�s chest and his
forefinger traced her heart in a circle. She cornered me unknowingly and unwittingly
captured me. His hand slid down her side to her stomach where he laced his
fingers with hers. And now that she�s caught me, I�ll never be able to leave
her.

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Insult my hair will you? Lela thought deviously. I�ll
show you. She flipped her hair onto Jack�s face, hoping to whip it enough
to sting. �That wasn�t �zactly what I meant, darling,� Jack said, almost
unintelligible because his face was concealed by long black hair. �SO sorry,
Jack� Lela giggled, as she grasped her hair and pulled it away from her
shoulders, making sure to get every strand. �Hold up ye hair over here.� Lela
was barely listening any more but she abided the command. Weaving his arm
through, Jack brought his hands �round back to Lela�s neck as he tried to
fasten the necklace. She liked it when he was close by. He was her best friend;
he always had been since they were little kids and... Jack leaned over her
shoulder and was right next to her cheek. Ah, his face is so warm. I wish he�d
lean in more...Huh?! She almost flinched, but ended up just leaning away
slightly. Where did that come from? She glanced backwards at Jack�s
retreating face. She wasn�t sure, but she thought that Jack may have looked a
little...disappointed. He moved away more and again tried to clip the ends of
the necklace together. She heard Jack swear a little as he tried to figure out
how to fasten the darn thing. Why did I move? She wondered. I want him
to be close to me. I feel...protected when he�s with me.

As she finally heard a little click from
the necklace�s clasp, she felt her face burning as she felt roughly soft
fingers (Is it possible for his hands to have so lovely a feeling...?)
hindering down away from her neck, trailing fire on ice-cold skin. She counted
as they left. Three...two...one...no more. No,
she thought, I...I...want him back. Her eyes shut as realisation filled
her mind and cleared away doubt and fear. I don�t want him to ever leave me.
It erased everything else in her mind but the one thing she wanted: Jack. I
love him.

She stepped back slightly, hoping that he
wasn�t gone for good. She stood, waiting for what seemed like an eternity, when
in fact it was less than a second. She heard Jack step forward slightly. He�s
not gone for good, she thought hopefully as she took another tiny step
back. Again, he came closer, eliminating the remaining space between them.
Lela�s heart leapt for joy. I don�t know what I�m thinking but...
Jack reached over her shoulder and stretched out to the necklace. He must
care about me, thought Lela. He wouldn�t have given me that necklace if
he didn�t... Jack took hold of the stalking black panther
and turned it face up. But maybe... Lela�s
wishes began to sink. Maybe he doesn�t...love me...the way I love him...
Lela bit back unshed tears, refusing to cry in front of Jack. If he didn�t...if
he... Then she wouldn�t let him ever know. Ever.

She glimpsed down at Jack�s hand. He delicately
placed the black jewel against Lela�s chest, directly over her heart, and the
sparkling chartreuse eyes of the cunning jungle cat stared out at the situation
before it. Lela felt Jack�s forefinger circle over her heart, but it felt like
he was stirring and waking her soul in a great vat of mixed emotions and the dull
beginnings of desire. Every tiny ministration was noted. Once.
Twice. Three times, the digit lingered, and then was
slowly, hesitantly removed. Lela was about to say something (What was
I going to say...?) when she felt Jack�s hand slide down her waist and
gently grip her hand. Lela intertwined her fingers with his and smiled. I
was going to say something to him, she held his hand tighter, but it
doesn�t really matter does it? She saw something out of the corner of her
eye. Jack had leaned over her right shoulder and was looking out at the sea. No,
she thought happily. Nothing else matters. She gazed out at the
water along with Jack. I can�t ever leave him.

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A/N: Oh cry! Oh sob! Oh goodness me! <sniff> It�s sooooo cute, yes? BUT!!! Will their happiness
last?!?! Of course not. But you�ll have to find out
later. I�m glad I got two chapters done. Now I must finish writing #3. Please
tell me what you think! I promise to make later ones longer. Bye-bye!

Love

~*Kitty*~
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