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

A/N: Yay! Another chapter on a story! I�m so proud
of myself. I�ve rarely kept up with a story for three chapters. �u_u; �I
know, pathetic, isn�t it? Oh, well, the point is I�ve got more done! Now I�m
sure some of you think that Jack is being a �scared little teenage boy�
<glares icily at her friend, the Lizard> but I can understand this. It�s
exactly my point! Jack can�t have always been a tough, gruff pirate; he was
once just a regular guy (apart from the fact that he�s dead sexy and more
attractive than any other guy in that time period...) I know some of you are a
little disappointed about him not being himself. But if you had been paying
attention in the first chapter, you would�ve seen that we catch glimpses of the
Jack we know and love desperately. Don�t worry; he shall become more like his
later self soon! But as I said in the last A/N, will their happiness
last?! o_O* You don�t know do you??!! So you must read to find out, mwa
HA! ........................ Don�t try and understand how I think. <taps
head> You try and figure out what�s goin� on up there, you�ll go nuts trying
to comprehend it. Now onto the story!! <skips off merrily to the
computer> La la, lalalaaa...

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Lela looked out at the horizon; the single
thread where sea and sky met. Right now, the night made it look like they were
two seas or two skies, where the stars of one reflected off the other, making
even more billions of diamond stars. She felt as though she were out in the sky
beyond the earth, looking out at the endless void that was the universe. She
couldn�t breathe. Maybe it was because she was envisioning being out in space.
Or maybe it was because of whose arms she was in. She smiled. My guess is
the latter. She simply couldn�t believe it. They had been friends all their
lives, always playing, always fighting. And now she was putty in his hands. She
had simply melted when he had taken her gently pulled her to him.

Lela frowned. Me? Melt? Because of Jack?!
That is not how I�m going to let it go... Lela glanced slightly to
the side. Jack was just staring out at the sea. Lela�s frown deepened. I�m
not giving in so easily, Jacky-love. The corners of Lela�s mouth twitched. Not
without a fight, I�m not. Her mouth begged to be able to smile, and Lela
denied the plea. We�ll see who�s putty is whose hands, darling. It was
painful not to smile and giggle and laugh and scream, but Lela kept a straight
face. Let�s see exactly what Mr. Sparrow thinks.

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Jack couldn�t think straight. What the hell
is going on?! He wondered, as his gaze drifted out over the water. I
cannot be thinkin� like this, it�s just not me. All lovey dovey and such... A
scent caught Jack�s attention. He closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath,
taking in the perfumed smell of... Like...lemons...strawberries �n cream...delicious... Jack�s
eyes shot open. What is that? He glanced to the side. Ah. Elly�s
hair. If he hadn�t been so loathe to letting go of Lela�s hand, he would�ve
slapped himself in the head. I am so whipped by the girl. It�s most
unbecoming... As Jack continued to worry about the situation, he heard Lela
speak.

�Jack?� she murmured dreamily.

�Yeah?�

�Do you think people will remember us?�

Jack must�ve looked confused, for Lela
continued in a seemingly unimportant question.

�Look at the sea. It�ll be here long after
we�re gone, and ev�eyone�ll know �bout it. What about us?�

Jack brought a hand up from Lela�s waist and
held a finger to her chin in a delicate manner. �Of course people will,� he
said as-a-matter-of-factly. �We�re gonna be pirates, �member? The greatest
ever.� Jack let the finger trace her cheekbone and he tucked a piece of her
hair behind her ear. �Everyone will know our names. Now and always.� Jack
closed his hand around hers once more.

Jack couldn�t see it, but Lela grinned
deviously, delighted that her plan was working perfectly. �Ah, yes. Captain
Lela, and her first mate Jack Sparrow.�

�Yeah...hang on, what?!� Jack
spun Lela around so fast it made her hair fan out behind her. �Whaddya mean Captain
Lela, and first mate Jack Sparrow?!� Lela shrugged as much as she could
with Jack�s hands squeezing her shoulders.

�I meant e�zactly wha� I said,� Lela replied
nonchalantly. �I�m going to be Captain, of course. You couldn�t handle the
responsibility.� Jack was not about to take this lying down.

�Excuse me, love, but I think you mean Captain Jack
Sparrow.� He grinned, as a wicked sentence entered his head, that he was
sure would make Lela infuriated. �You can be the servin� wench,� he said
shrugging, and he walked past an open-mouthed Lela down towards the beach.

�Servin� wench?!?!?!� she shouted,
leaving Jack smiling as he continued to walk, as though unaffected.

�Yeah, s�right!� he called over his shoulder.
He neared the rough sand and kicked a few rocks out into the shallow pools that
had collected on the beach during high tide. Suddenly, Jack heard the footsteps
of Lela running towards him. Ah, he thought smiling, still
unsuspectingly walking towards the water, here she comes ready to cry and
argue that she�s not a wench. As it happened, Jack was right...about one
thing. Lela did want to argue that she was not a wench, but...

�You jerk, I�ll kill ya!!� Jack was surprised
at the screeched death threat that came from Lela, but he was even more
surprised when he got a mouthful of salt water and sand as he collided with the
wet sea. Lela stood behind Jack whose face was stuck in the waves, with his
arms thrashing about and his rump stuck in the air. �Mmm-hm,� she grunted
smartly. She brushed her hands and puffed the front of her white shirt. (A/N:
Think of Zipporah in The Prince of Egypt when she lets Moses fall down
the well. �And that�s why Papa says she�ll never get married...�)

As Jack came up from the water�s edge,
sputtering and swaggering as though he were drunk, Lela burst into hysterical
laughter. �Oh, god, Jack! That was brilliant, absolutely
brilliant! Heh haaa hahaha ahaaa!!� She clutched her sides, not noticing that
Jack was nearing her. �I mean, oh hoho hhah hahahaa, you-you really should
see the look on your face, it--� Giggles and laughs and snickers and guffaws
drowned out any other words, but Jack still came closer. Lela opened her eyes
and her uproarious laughter trailed down to just uneven breathing. Jack stood
before her, almost impossibly close without actually touching her, his black
shirt partially open and thoroughly soaked, making it stick to his skin. His
untamed hair hung down across his face and framed his defined cheekbones and
gunmetal bronze eyes. Lela saw him; he looked as dominating and powerful and
compelling as ever. She was almost...frightened...of how fierce he looked, not
to mention how... Handsome??
Yes, how handsome he looked. She was frightened. And her body was beginning to
feel very warm...

Jack placed one damp finger under Lela�s chin
and tilted her head upwards so that she was looking him dead in the face.
�Lela,� he began quietly, but in an intimidating tone. �We�ve been friends evah
since we was lit�ul.� Lela�s shocked, confused countenance was brought closer
by Jack�s hand to his own face. �What-uhya you think of me?� I�m tired of
beatin� around the bush, he thought, I have to know or else I�ll go
stark ravin� mad!!

�We--...well, J-Jack,� she started clumsily,
�We have been friends...� she tried to collect herself, �fo--...for a
long while now, s�true...� Her mind raced. What should I say?! �And...
as to what I think of ye...you�re me friend...� Jack�s heart sank slightly...
�I mean, we�re more than just friends...� And it rose right back up. �We
be like...best friends... I mean...� And straight back down again. Jack
shook his head, getting more and more frustrated with each stuttered sentence
she uttered.

�But is that all we is and�ll evah be?�
he asked, his voice growing quieter and even more frustrated. Lela began to get
more nervous.

�We--...I s-suppose, Jack, that we�ll always be
friends but...�

Jack leaned forward, lightly brushing his lips
against hers. Lela�s eyes widened, and Jack pressed his lips once more to hers.
�But this�s good too...� Lela mumbled, reciprocating the force against her
mouth. Jack wrapped one hand around Lela�s waist and the other tangled itself
in her hair. Lela�s arms slipped around Jack�s neck as the two
(Author�n�Audience: FINALLY!!) shared a tender, ardent kiss. Maybe there is
somethin� to this love nonsense... thought Jack, savouring the feel of
Lela�s silken lips on his. Perhaps it ain�t so bad to be �putty in Jack�s
hands�... thought Lela, as she brushed away two twisted dreadlocks away
from Jack�s face. She pulled away slowly and her eyes drifted open. Jack,
feeling Lela draw away, opened his eyes and looked at her. She was smiling.

�What�s so funny, love?� he asked grinning
slightly.

With a quiet affectionate snicker, Lela
answered, �I was just thinking; you must be a pirate.�

�Why�s that, darlin�?� Jack inquired, mumbling,
as he nuzzled the side of her neck.

�Your lips taste of the sea,� she giggled
softly, �and of rum.�

Jack�s eyes shot open and his head raised level
with Lela�s with a bewildered look upon his features. Then, he laughed. I
certainly have the wittiest girl in the whole of Ireland, he thought still
laughing, and bringing Lela closer to him in a tight embrace, and I�ve got
�er all to meself!

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�Yeah, s�right,� Jack murmured softly in his
sleep. �My Lela is the best girl in all the world.�

He chuckled delicately as his eyes glided open.

They started to shut again, but then reality, once more like all those
years ago, took its toll and shoved Jack back into the real world.

The captain of the Black Pearl sat up in his bed, in the captain�s
chambers aboard the majestic ship, not in the grassy knoll of a little
Irish town.

Jack looked down at his hand when he felt the
smooth feel of glass against it. He glared at it, now hateful of the one thing
that always took him where he wanted to be, but then snatched it away again.
The slurred English drawl mixed with hints of a Scottish burr and an Irish brogue
snarled a swear. �God-damn rum...�

TBC!!!

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A/N: AH!! They finally kissed!! Man, that�s been
buggin� me for a while... But wait, �all those years ago�?? What�s this?!
Hmmm... what do you think? Questions? Comments? Suggestions? Confusions? All
are welcome in reviews! Except flames a.k.a. pointless criticism. I want
constructive criticism, the kind that makes the story better! I want to know
what you think, please. What would you like to see happen? Any suggestions on
further plot line should be e-mailed to me please. If I choose to use any, I�d
like to keep it a surprise to everyone. (I know; oh, the strange, twisted soul
that I am...) Also, anyone wanna be in the story? Apart from you guys! Libby,
Kate, you cannot have Jack Sparrow. He belongs to Lela so get over
it!! However, I am the author so I am welcomed to him... Aaaagh!! Stop the
hitting, stop the hitting!! Okay you guys, it�s 6:40 AM on Wednesday night (or I
suppose Thursday morning, if that�s how you wanna look at it...) and I be tired
so I gotta go and get some sleep!!

Until the next time, dear readers...

Love,

~*Kitty*~
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