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

A/N: Ah, well, another wonderful day for fanfiction,
isn�t it? And it doesn�t matter what day it is because EVERY day is a good day for
fanfiction!! And about Jack Sparrow from PotC, what MORE could you people
POSSIBLY WANT?!?!

I originally penned this for FanFiction.Net under a different name than
my usual nom du plume, mostly because I was fearful of what my friends at
school who were fanfiction fans would say about all the sex and violence I
planned to include. ^_^ So now, I revive it, re-editing and reverting it back
to its original smutty-gory glory.

Rated AAHR (R) for Actiony Angsty Humorous Romance.� :P� I
hereby totally disclaim PotC and all of its trademarks, registered and
otherwise, but perhaps someday the love of my idol, Johnny Depp, will change
that... <the Voices kick her in the head> Quit being a groupie, Kitty...
Butumyeah, ways of any, don�t hate me for the fluff, there�s plenty of violence
and sex comin� up. And remember, now it�s going to be how I wanted it to begin
with before I watered it down for the kiddies. <devious giggling>

Enjoy please! And remember to R�n�R (read and review, not rock and roll,
although the latter is acceptable when done with the former...)

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Chapter 1

�Oh, Jack!� A barely audible whisper in a black
crystal, starlit gem. �They�re beautiful...� Lela looked up from the
necklace to a face with dark chocolate eyes, wild hair, and defined cheekbones.
�Why? It must have cost a fortune--!� Jack reached up and covered his friend�s
lips with a gentle touch by a rough, calloused hand.

�I wanted to. It�s your birfthday an� I wanted
to get you somefthing special.� He slowly slid his hand back from Lela�s lips,
ready to dart back to her mouth if she protested again. �I wanted to,� he
repeated softly. Then, with a sly smirk, he added, �And you had better like
that necklace, savvy? It took me quite a while to, uh, commandeer, it...�

Lela sighed and chuckled slightly. She looked
back down at the necklace of dark, silky-smooth black pearls, strung together
with a shiny, gossamer silver string. And at the bottom in the centre, was a
black jewel in the shape of stalking panther with tiny dark emerald green eyes.
She gasped again at the beauty of such a little thing. �Oh... Jack... wherever
did you get it? It�s magnificent! The details of this cat are amazing,
I�ve...!� Lela looked up into Jack�s shadowy gaze. �I�ve never seen anything
so...� She trailed off, finding herself pulled in by his eyes. So...beautiful. All of a sudden, Lela
realised how close she and Jack were, sitting on the stone fence in the middle
of what was known as Seoid gs-Ceana, a large field a few miles from their town. It was their place, since they
were little things of eight and ten, Jack being the older one. Now it was
almost the end of her fourteenth birthday. Jack was sixteen, and they were as
close as ever...figuratively, and literally.

She quickly looked back down at the necklace
and pointed a rather shaky finger at the black jewel in the centre. �This...
this gem is beautiful. What is it?� Lela could feel her face was hot.

Jack had heard Lela�s question about the jewel
in the back of his mind somewhere, but he wasn�t listening. He was noticing the
intimate proximity of his friend and himself. Her hair was next to his fingers,
just grazing the stone fence they sat on. It had always been long, but now it
was a wild, waist length cascade. Agh! Where did that come from?!
Cascade??

�Jack? Alive in there?� Lela lightly punched
Jack�s arm. He looked up and his mind jumped back onto the road of reality and
screeched with halt at the corner of embarrassment and confusion.

�Huh, uh, what now?� he mumbled. Lela rolled
her eyes and tried to regain her cool composure.

�You�re always spacing off these days! I swear,
your mind is not here!� Lela gave herself a mental shake and wondered if Jack
noticed how unsteady her voice was. �I-is there some new girl you�re involved
with? Hmm? Is that why you�re never here with me anymore?� She laughed and
looked at Jack�s face. �Honestly!� she said tartly with mock annoyance in her
voice. �It�s embarrassing, Jack!� She giggled nervously and again tried to
regain her serene poise and smooth confidence that she usually held... She
failed miserably.

Yes, there�s someone, Jack thought arbitrarily. It�s
you. �No, there�s no one!� Also trying to appear cool, calm, and collected,
Jack lightly yanked a small lock of Lela�s silky hair. �Don�t be daft, girl.�
Lela squealed slightly as she felt her hair being tugged.

�Jack!� Lela slapped at his hand and batted it
away.

�I didn�t do anyfthing,� Jack said softly,
holding up his free hand and examining the fingernails as he gave another tug
with his occupied hand which was still wrapped in Lela�s shadowy black hair
with red stands running through it.

�Ack!� Lela yelped. �Jack! Stop that,
you twit!� She was beginning to be very aggravated now...

�What?� Jack asked innocently, with a feral
grin plastered on his lips. �That�s what you get for saying I�m foolin� around
wiv someone!� He poked her in the side and tickled her till he heard her make a
strangled giggle.

�Jack! You�re absolutely horrid!� Lela frowned
a bit and then pushed Jack�s chest with her palms. And knocked Jack off the
wall. He fell backwards and did a bit of a flip and ended up landing on his
backside. At first Lela was scared that she may have hurt him and shouted,
�Jack!! Oh, damn it, I�m sorry!� Then she stopped, and a sly smile crept over
her face. She gave an evil chuckle and purred, �But see? That�s what you
get for being a bully.� She stuck her tongue out. �Mmmnyah!�

Jack just lay back on the grass that was
slightly damp from the night dew. Why did she have to say his name so much? She
had said it seven times since he had given the necklace to her. Yes, he had
counted. No, I did NOT count, I�m just guessing! He thought angrily to
himself. Oh, don�t try and get out of it! His conscience thought back at
him. You counted because you want her to never stop saying anything BUT your
name. Jack frowned a little, just enough to put a little purse on his lips.
But when he saw Lela smiling like that, like some undomesticated jungle cat
about to pounce on its prey, his frown was replaced by a grin. A small one. He
didn�t want to her to notice anything...

What? Why do I care if she sees me
smiling? It�s not like I�m sweet on �er or anythin�... The little voice inside Jack�s head
said, Oh, AREN�T you? Then why, pray tell, do you want to wrap her in your
arms so no one else can have her every time she smiles or laughs or cries or
any other man looks at her? Hmm? Can you answer that? Jack almost visibly
flinched at the internal question. I-I-I do NOT do that! She...she�s just a
girl... If Jack�s conscience had been manifested into a person, it would
have worn an arrogant smirk on its face while it beguiled in a clandestinely
devious voice, Yes, Jack. A deliciously gorgeous girl... Jack�s eyes
widened at his own thoughts that he barely seemed to think on his own.

�You�re right,� Jack exclaimed suddenly. Lela
closed her mouth and stared at her friend, confused. �I was being a bit of a
bully. But...� Jack lifted up his leg slowly till the foot was resting on the
small stonewall, right next to Lela�s side. I�ll show this girl how to play.
�You�ve got to admit...� murmured Jack, brushing his bare toes against the
girl�s thigh and making her take a quiet sharp intake of breath, �That you�ve
had your moments too...� Jack kicked her off the wall and onto the ground next
to him. �And that�s what you get,� he shouted triumphantly, �for saying
that pushing me onto the ground is what I got for being a bully!� Jack
rolled with laughter as Lela flopped onto the meadow grass. Her eyes narrowed
and she simpered a sly smile as she crawled over to Jack. While the lad still
snickered, the lass quietly crept towards him. As soon as her hands were close
enough to his stomach...

�Oh, El, that fall was priceless! Ha ha ha
h�AAAAAGGGHH!! Stop that, Lela!�

Lela dug her nails into Jack�s ribs and tickled
him more. �Oh, no, I think not!� she smiled smugly. �Now you�re really
laughing!� More tickling ensued.

After a wild brawl with wrestling and tickling
and laughing and screaming, Lela and Jack finally lay back on the grass,
flattening the emerald blades. Lela looked up at the stars, and Jack looked at Lela.
Her tresses of shadowy black were ruffled and mussed considerably, and bits of
grass were stuck in between the strands. Jack watched as Lela�s eyes fluttered
close and her chest rose and fell with a deep sigh. She was so pretty after
they fought like that, and like all the times before; he smiled. Then he
slapped a hand against his forehead.

Why did he have to think like this? This.
Is. TERRIBLE. I am in such shit! She�s my best mate. Not my lover... Lela
kicked her legs up onto the little stone fence. And, damn it, that�s just
not fair. She is the greatest friend
I ever had and she isn�t my girl... Jack
glimpsed at the creamy pastel-skinned, dark-haired sprite next to him again. He
wryly smiled. But she should be. Jack leaned back into the deep grass
and closed his eyes...

And then there was that little psyche imp
darted back into Jack�s head. Right then, so we�ve finally established the
fact that you are, indeed, ridiculously taken with her. Jack�s overcast
coffee eyes snapped open. And the demon snickered. Yeah, that�s right. Admit
it, Jack. You desire her like a thirsting man does water. You hunger and ache
for her lips against yours! And, not only that... The materialisation of
thought would leer even more now. Not only that, but are we possibly
entering the realm of a certain four-lettered �L� word that is, say, more than
comradeship? Hmm... Yes, well, at least you sort of confessed your love for
her. Just to yourself, mind you, not to her, but ya can�t have everything can
you?

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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A/N: Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm huummm,
hah hah HAH HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAA!! Well, are you angry with me yet? If you are
I hope it�s because I ended with a devious little cliffy, and not because you
hate the story. I know Jack really seems like a pansy at the moment but he
becomes more like himself in the next few chapters. And Lela is NOT just
another stupid little Mary-Sue. Personally, I really detest them. She�s no
ordinary �Oh, look at me! I�m the gorgeous heroine who really has to let my
true love save me because if I did anything, I might break a nail!!� girl, if
that makes ANY sense at all. Don�t worry you�ll see what I mean later. Please review!
=^.^= Oh, yeah, and there�s another chapter next, so go read it! You
didn�t REALLY think that I would leave you with that cliffy and not give you
another chapter at least so you can find out what�s happening. I know it all
seems a little confusing right now, but after the second chapter it will make
more sense. I�m thinkin� this is gonna be a looooong story, so hang onto your
hats, it�s gonna be a bumpy ride!!

Love,

~*Kitty*~
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