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liliesoftherain · 5 years ago

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Ocean Eyes, or Something More?

A/N: Lowkey hate this, I rushed the ending and ijfbvfvbf, I wanna rewrite it! But I hope you enjoy this anyways. I’ll be posting more soon promise.

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Pairing: Commodore!aka Officer!Bakugou Katsuki x Pirate!Fem!Reader

The spray of the sea landed upon your face; licking your lips at the assault, you were pleased to find the bitter sting of salt because of it. The smell of the water contradicted its taste, the sweet aroma of the waves still one of many that you haven’t gone nose blind to. The never ending blue surrounding you above and below was an almost blinding sight, yet there was never another sight you would rather gaze at. Never could another place hold itself so dearly in your heart such as this. This was your life; a life of freedom and honor, as much honor as a born and bred pirate could scrape together anyways.

The winds that blew against the durable sails urged your beauty of a ship forward, closer to the destination you were seeking. You kept your excitement at bay, knowing that this mission you’ve taken upon yourself was that of great importance.

“Cap’n, we be close to the shores of Sinehpor, the rest await yer orders.” Your right hand breaks your thoughts, and you glance over at him.

Kirishima was a fine second mate, brave and upheld your honor more than anyone else ever had. A true man you trusted by your side, trusted with your life. You granted his presence with a nod, eyes going back to scan your crew.

“Thank ye, Kirishima. Have everyone prepare for shore, tis will be a night o’ drinkin’ for em all.”

“Aye, already done, Cap’n.” He grinned, motioning to the members preparing the sails and locking up some of the more precious items below deck.

“Good,” you glance over the waters to spot the shoreline approaching the distance, “Ye already know why we be here, Kirishima.”

“Aye, the true reason. We be sure to get that map from the scoundrel. This be one of the biggest hauls yet, Cap’n.”

“So it shall,” you laugh heartily before raising your voice for everyone to hear, “Avast! All hands hoay me hearties, we be sailin’ into the docks of Sinehpor. Ye be knowin’ what that means!”

The cheers and happiness was contagious, goodwill spreading all along the ship. You nod at Kirishima as he went below to help the rest.

Tonight your men would be destroying their livers on the finest rum they could get a hold of, reaping the benefits of land after their time on the ship without rest. You had finished up a job, and were now without much purpose other than sailing. With your mates growing antsy for more work, and you itching for a new conquest, you figured it’d be beneficial to kill two birds with one stone.

Sinehpor was a well known trading dock that many came to for more than just their merchant carts; Sinehpor was also known to have some of the finest taverns and festivals, seen as more of a party district than one of trading. However, that title was swept under the rug, trading as a front to stay out of too much trouble from the royal navy and their annoying habits to shut down anything that was deemed fun. You've had your run in with the royal navy more than once, nothing more than a capture, since you always managed to escape before they could do anything more than that.

You maneuvered your ship to a bare part of the port, docking your ship as you prepared to descend the ship. Making sure to give your crew a knowing look, silently commanding them to not seek out too much trouble, before letting them depart. You were the last to walk down the plank board, Kirishima waiting faithfully at the bottom for you. Your sea legs were noticeable as you walked towards the keeper, putting on an indifferent face as he gaped at your figure.

You understood, receiving this look on more than one account, while female pirates were rare they were still a thing; a female captain on the other hand was almost unthinkable to most.

“It’s one shilling to dock, uh, ma’am.”

You reach for your cloth bag while maintaining eye contact, pulling out more than what was asked for, throwing the shillings onto his record book. You tip your head slowly, captain hat proudly atop your head as it followed your motions. You stroll away, smirk taking over as you hear him mumble a random name for the records.

Your name wasn’t something you gave away so freely, not even your given name;

Diablo.

The legendary devil who roams the waters with ‘his’ crew born straight from hell. Well, that’s what they say anyways. There was not a man alive who hadn’t heard the tale of Diablo and ‘his’ deadly crew, who always got away with the fastest ship there was. Your ship, Hell Born Serpent, wasn’t given names on false pretenses. It was the fastest ship you have ever encountered, it’s shape helped its speed and agility in the water, ‘snaking’ through the water before disappearing from view. There was no one alive who wanted to go head to head with your crew, not a sane one anyways. You yourself had fought tooth and nail to gain your own title of legend, and you would continue fighting to your death.

Speaking of legends, you focused your mind on your purpose here. You had heard prior that an old acquaintance, of yours would still be here by this time. That he’d be taking residence for a short time before moving on again, sneaky old rouge. With these rumors around of his whereabouts, you were sure he could be gone any day, so you had to make sure you caught him before he did. He had what you wanted, what would give you work and make an even bigger name for you and your crew.

The map to Eazam Island itself, the one and only island of bone that was foretold to be full of riches beyond a man's wildest dreams. They say it’s just one of legend, a story for weary sailors, but what is another legend under your belt? If there was to be anyone to snatch the gold and live to boast of the easy capture, well that would only be your crew of course.

You both reached a bar you knew well, hidden among other buildings but still one of quite busy, the dim lights and smells of food and drink bringing back memories of past adventures.

A wild set of raven hair quickly catches your attention, and your smirk widens. You wave off Kirishima, allowing him to wander off to a table and relax with a pint; although you were sure he would do no such thing, opting to watch over the interaction in case of foul play. You dearly hope a barmaid will draw his attention away and let him have some fun, what good would it be to have come here if he didn’t.

Another catches your attention, making eye contact with one of your crew mates as he lifts a mug in salute to you, drowning it in one go. His eyes grow hazy and face flush before he barks out a laugh, pulling two barmaids closer to his side with a giggle in his voice, their faces heating up while they fall for his charms. That was your very own Denki of the Dames, a hit with the ladies sure, but as you take one final glance to see his slurred words and wobbly stature…

You knew he should have been called lightweight instead, he was always three sheets to the wind after two measly grogs.

You see a few others sitting together, their names definitely matching: Abyss eyed Ashido, the bat of her eyes said to hypnotize anyone she wishes, and Quick Slip Sero, who you did trust wholeheartedly to get out of any sticky situation. You merely called them their names, not out of disrespect but for that of fondness. Each member was your family, and you made it known to them all.

You turn away from them, licking your lips in anticipation as you keep your sights locked onto your main target. You saunter towards your prey, taking the spot directly next to him at the bar.

“I was wonderin’ when you’d show, doll. Your lackies aren’t the most subtle, ya know.”

“Sorry to keep ye waitin’, inferno.” You tap the bar for a drink, ignoring the way your company clicks his tongue at the name. You nod at the bartender, slugging back a few gulps before peering over the rim of the mug to see blue eyes piercing into your soul. Blue like your beloved waters, but these were nothing in comparison to the beauty you saw daily.

“How many times will ya insist on calling me that wretched name, Diablo.”

“I think it suits ye pretty well, don’t ye think?”

“I never asked to be called-”

“Neither did I mine, yet here we be. Two ol salts drinkin’ in a measly pub together, wit names neither wan. So cut the hostility, Dabi, an jus drink yer rum before I do.”

He hummed, voice cutting deep and reminding you of forbidden nights shared together, before taking a drink of his own cup.

The noises of the rowdy bar infiltrated your ears, however silence between the two of you louder than that. You weren’t one to beat around the bush, so you broke the silence and went in for the kill.

“Now, why don’ ye be nice an’ help me get me hands on that map, ha?”

“What map is that, doll.”

“Map to Eazam, what else.”

“Hm, now, what kind of place would that be.”

You sent a glare through the corner of your eye, deadly (e/c) meeting haughty blue.

“Don’ be testing me now, Dabi. Best ye spill it before I grow angry.”

The tension was thick, neither stare wavering as you both tried to win a silent match. Stormy seas and cannon fire filled a single share look, till Dabi grunted and looked down into his drink.

“Who even says I have it to give it to ya, Diablo.”

“Ye always have what i’m lookin’ for, Inferno.”

“Oh,” his smirk grew, tongue trailing between parted lips, “I do, ay? Maybe you can give me what I always be looking for, then.”

“We ended that a long time ago, don’ be startin’ things ye know is impossible.” You hiss, annoyed at his diversion.

“This could also be something considered impossible, ya know.” Dabi chuckled, finishing his drink before throwing enough for the tab.

“Ye know me crew and I are the impossible, Inferno. You’ll get yer cut for the map, of course. I’m not cruel.” You grin wickedly, spilling your own pockets for the rum as you drown the rest, slamming the cup atop the counter.

His eyes rolled at yoru dramatics, glaring at the redhead across the bar.

“I see ol’ second rate still watches you like a lost seadog searching for land.”

You raise your chin, telling Kirishima to stay put as he glared at the man beside you. He nodded at your request, staying put as you both made your way to the back entrance of the pub.

“Watch the way ye be talkin’ about my right hand, Inferno.”

“Aye, of course Cap’n.” He mocks, the back door closing behind him as you both walk down the empty alley.

Dabi takes you a few ways away, back towards the docks as he heads towards his own ship-nothing as extravagant as your own. As soon as you both are to board the ship, a whistle puts you both on guard.

You glance behind you to see two naval sailors, both men watching the two of you.

“Pardon the intrusion, all docks are to be cleared until ship inspection is over.” The one with dark hair speaks up, a formal voice for a formal guard.

“Sirs, ship inspection? There is no such thing, if I may be so bold.” Dabi speaks out, voice taut as his hands itch to grab his pistol.

You send him a sharp glare, knowing any wrong moves could blow this whole situation out of the waters. The men take in both of your attire, and you hold back a scoff at the judgment in their eyes. All naval personnel were the same, there was only one man who granted you a judgment free stare. You haven’t seen him in years, and you hoped you never would. He was the best commanding officer they had, if you were to be caught by him it was over.

“We are inspecting to make sure all ships that are documented are present, and there are none without the proper paperwork. That is all.” The cool voice of the second sailor spoke out, his scar on his left eye giving hint that these men were no pushovers.

“There will be no trouble, we were just leaving.” Your voice commanded, motioning Dabi to follow as you attempted to walk past the two men.

They seemed to also want no trouble, letting you walk by until a booming voice halted all movement.

“Who are these people walking along the docks, can you two do your jobs properly?!” The snarling tone captivated you, yet you felt all of that leave as soon as a hand grabbed your upper arm.

You were quickly spun, red hot gaze burning into your own. You couldn’t help your eye twitching in annoyance, and that only seemed to set him off. He looked you up and down, gaze still on you as he spoke out to the others.

“You were just about to let a couple of pirates walk off, you imbeciles.”

“Pirates? Ye must be mistaken,” you say coolly, trying to remove his hold on you, “We be here for the fine tradin’ posts, of course.”

Strong jaw clenches, and his warm hands grab at you harder till he forcefully moves your sleeve up. The two scars that circled your wrist and branded you as a pirate were now in plain view, your tattoo resting right above it. You sigh, annoyed more than anything with all of the manhandling.

“Trading posts, of course.” His snide and mocking tone pissed you off more.

Guns were drawn, and you knew there was no way you could ever dodge those.

“Come now gentlemen, we don’t want any unnecessary blood spilling, do we?” A cool smirk came from your companion, and the man holding you quickly grabbed Dabi’s arm to check for his pirate mark as well.

“Seems you’re not one of them. I suggest you leave before I charge you as an accomplice.”

Dabi mock bowed before stepping away, hands up in false surrender as he did.

You expected nothing more from the coward, the man may not be considered a pirate but he surely acts as one.

However, he was more shady than he was worth.

“Ye rat bastard-”

“I would be quiet now, pirate. I hereby arrest you on accounts of treason against the crown.”

“If ye shall be adressin’ me, ye shall do it properly. It be Cap’n to the likes of ya.” You huff, glaring at the guns still pointed at your head.

You had no chance of taking 3 men on alone, especially now that Dabi had left. You’d just have to wait it out, see what these men were capable of and then escape accordingly.

“Captain?” The sailor with glasses gaped, and you turn with a smug smile.

“Aye, ye have never seen a woman cap’n before, ha?”

“Woman or not, a pirate is a pirate. Captain…” The blonde holding onto you gazed at your tattoo, only to have his eyes widen.

“What is it, Bakugou.” The one with the scar spoke out, causing this Bakugou to stare at you.

“You’re el Diablo.”

It was a statement rather than a question, and you shrug indifferently before pulling your arm from his hold. Instantly feeling the breeze cooling the warm skin he once held.

“Diablo? He’s said to be well, a man.”

“Does she look like a man to you?” Bakugou snarled, annoyed as he tugged cuffs from his waist.

“Oh,” your eyes scan the item, “Commodore, I don’ think this be the best time for ye to try anything like that out on me. Not until i get a couple o’ grogs in me system first.”

You speak suggestively, wincing as he clamps on the cuffs tight. The dug into your skin painfully, cold metal feeling like flames on your wrist.

“Watch your tongue, Captain. I may just cut it off.”

You were then dragged by the man to the naval ship, a large one with the name ‘Queens Jewel’ painted along the side. Forced up on the deck, you felt the stares of different official sailors. You keep a smirk on your lips, not trying to give more than needed.

A hand dug itself into your shoulder as you were forced below, a row of cell blocks coming into view. You glance for keys, or any sort of escape, but red meets your wandering (e/c).

“You wont find anything in here, my crew isn’t as stupid as you might believe.”

“On the contrary, I don’ believe yer crew is stupid. I believe that to be all ye, commodore.”

He growled, grabbing you by the front of your coat as he raised you closer to his face.

“I believe you have no room to talk here, pirate.”

This was the first time you had gotten a close look at the man, he was large and burly, truly someone worthy of his title. Light battle scars littered his face, very faint and from probably nothing more than just training. His blond hair was the opposite of what you assumed a proper commodore should have; instead of neat and kept, it was wild and untamed-as was the apparent temper he had. His eyes intrigued you the most, the opposite of your calming blue seas, this man's eyes were a storming red. There was a feel of harshness, yet justice. Anger, yet levelheadedness. His eyes were contradicting, the color of a sunset reflecting off the blue shores below.

What a sight indeed.

“Now now, best ye be not doin’ anything ye shall regret, ay.”

“I will regret nothing, it’s my personal joy to watch the scum of the seas get what they deserve.”

He tossed you harshly into the cell, locking it up before scrunching his nose at you. You return the sentiment, your playful facade dropped as a menacing scowl appears.

“Scum of the seas? Ye be one to talk, all ye be is a pawn of the queen. We ‘scum’ have morals, ye do not.”

“Hah? Morals, in a pirate?” He scoffs.

“Aye, a pirate lives by the code of which their forefathers have written with their own blood and souls. Ye follow the deranged orders of a madwoman who cares nothing about the people below ‘er.” You scoot back, leaning your back against the wall of the cell.

You fully expected the man, who was called Bakugou if you remembered correctly, to up and leave. To call you a dirty pirate before storming away from the cell. You felt the ship move beneath you as it began to sail off, so surely they needed him to call out commands to his crew of misfits. However, to your surprise he had sat on a crate by the bars, watching you intently. You meet his gaze, unafraid to look into his cool-hellfire eyes.

“The queen is a woman who does what she can for the people. It’s you pirates who pillage and kill, not us. We follow orders because they keep commoners safe.”

“Who do ya think we be, monsters!? We may be lookin’ out for our own, but if ye give a snake a reason to strike, strike it shall. Ye leave it be, it shall grant ye the same respect of that which it be given. Pirates respect those who be deserving.”

“And we don’t.”

“No.”

The waves brushing along the sides of the ship and the creaking of the motions soothed your temper, you closed your eyes and let your head fall back against the wall. Hoping this conversation was over. There was no navy sailor who you have ever come across who was worthy of your respect, this man was not going to be one of them either it seemed. Although, the brash attitude from early looked to be faded, a blunt yet calm one in its place. Contradicting once again, just like his eyes.

Your own snapped opened as you heard him stand, watching as he narrowed his gaze in thought.

“Tch. For a pirate who makes claims they sail the open waters, you appear to be sheltered. Where has your false sense come from.”

“It not be false,” you whisper, eyes closing once more as memories surface, “it be real, whether ye believe me or not is none of my business. I don’ trust ye to keep your mouth shut anyways.”

“Fair enough, however it is a pirate you cannot trust. I will never forget my lessons. You have your own reasons, and I have mine. I know first hand of the damage you pirates can do, I won’t stand for it.” You heard him speak through clenched teeth.

“Then sit, yer head be full of lies”

“It is you whose words are false and based on only personal gain.”

“A man of the queen may not keep their word, but a man of the sea shall, commodore.”

“Well, you can believe I shall keep my word on this: your end is soon, Captain Diablo. You have nowhere to run, and you shall be put to death for your crimes.”

His footsteps begin to fade, his voice echoing in your head as he leaves.

“Soon enough the one who be telling the truth will be laughin’. Dead men tell no tales, Commodore. Yet neither will a lost man, ya see.” You laugh to yourself, not hearing a reply as he leaves the room.

A few hours go by and you are visited once more by the intriguing man, a tray of food in his hands. You make no move to go towards it as he slides it in, eyes still closed and body still in the same position as he left.

He sighed in annoyance, and you could only help but smirk.

“What’s with the look, you halfwit.”

The seas rock with more force, the boat swaying more as if a storm was coming forth. Then it happened, the sounds of fighting happening above, causing Bakugou to curse out in question.

“Ye see commodore,” Your eyes flutter open, grinning evilly as he stared back with anger and confusion, “tis as i said, a lost man will tell no tales. I am to be lost, ye have no hopes of finding me.”

Then the door leading to the cellar room burst open, and you promised yourself you would never forget that look of terror and hatred in those bright sea-ruby eyes. You have never cared for another color other than your seas, often trying to find replacements, with no luck. Yet, while they weren’t as pretty as your blue ocean below you, they were just good enough that you’ve found yourself hoping to see them again.

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m1lady · 6 years ago

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Of Pirates and Gods Ch 1 The New Journey

Sasuke was at the wheel of his boat, thinking of the treasure they were after. The fountain of youth, one of the worlds most infamous legends. An old woman told him of it, and that it was very much true that it existed, just that no one ever found it and lived to tell the tale of it. He thought back to their meeting.

-Flashback-

His crew walked inside this large old drinking tavern for booze and wenches for a good time. He on the other hand just wanted some rum to take back to his quarters. He needed to map out their route for the next island. As he is about to return to his ship he see's this old hag sitting at a table in the corner. He looks at the old woman dressed in dirty raggedy clothes. She stares at him and holds her hand out in front of her to motion him to go to her. He hesitates for a minute but decides to see what she wants out of curiosity.

"Tell me my dear lad, what does ye look for in life?" She asks him

He tilts his head slightly "I look for wealth, health, fun, and a long lasting life to sail the seas."

"Long lasting life eh? Have you ever thought about finding the fountain of youth?" She asked with a gleam in her eye

"The stream that carries the water of life? That's just a myth, an old legend that foolish pirates sail the sea's looking for in vain" He stated

She smiled, "Ah my young lad, it does exist, but those who've seen it never lived to tell of its true legend"

"Then how do you know it exists?" He had asked her

"Because I've seen the guardian of it. She is as beautiful as Nature and merciful as the storms, she guards the fountain with her life. Kills anyone that tries to steal even a drop of it." She had told him

"Then if you've met her, why are you still alive?" He asked her

"Because my intentions were never to use the fountain, and I had proved my worth to live when I offered her some of my life force in exchange for me to lives." She answered

"But doesn't that shorten your life? What's the point? If you are going to die sooner then why not just let her kill you?" He asked curiously

"Because she only took a year off my life, it was enough to show her that I never intended to steal from her and I get to live longer than dying at the hands of the guardian." She explained

"So she has some mercy to her?" He asked

"She see's into the souls of men, not hear what they think, but feel what's in their soul. The good, the bad, whether you are innocent and worthy enough to live or you are as dangerous and greedy enough to kill others for the sake of selfishness and power, in which case she kills you. She has never let anyone live except for me because those who come seeking the fountain only come out of greed and power. For letting me live I am grateful to her for." She told him with a small smile

He pondered that for a minute "This guardian, she is an immortal?" He questioned

"Yes, she is the goddess of water, life, and beauty, who chose to guard one of the god's most sacred treasure's."

"So there are more sacred treasures than this fountain that hold the water of life?"

"There are about 10 of the most sacred items that the gods will kill to keep protected. This one is the only one I know for sure that exists."

"How do I know you are not lying? You could just be telling me a off set of the legend just to send us pirates out for nothing but a myth?" He questioned sounding a bit irritated.

"I have this" she pulls out a small pouch from her pocket and takes its contents out. "It's not the waters of life, but it has magical qualities to heal injuries or sickness. A gift that was given to me by the guardian. Here, you can have it, as a gift. An old lady like me doesn't need that anymore." She told him with a smile.

He took it and looked at the small clear container. It looked like clear liquid with a faint pink glow to it and what looked like very small light pink flower petals.

"Thank you, how do you use it?"

"If it is a wound you are trying to heal, simply put a drop on the injury, if it is a sickness then put a drop on the tip of your tongue."

"He looked at the vial, "So all it takes is a drop to heal?"

"it was made by the guardian herself, it is very potent, so yes only a drop is needed, but I ask you to use it only if you need it, because one day you may only have a little left and it wont be enough" She warned.

He narrowed his eyes at her, but nodded and put the vial in his pocket "Alright, how do I find the fountain?"

"First, you must Go to the island that bears the blood of beasts, there you will find a sacred chalice that the water of life will not disappear from. Made from the blood stones and gold from the king of gods crown, Then you must go past the sea of mans last voyage, and no matter how much it calls out to you, never listen to the song that sea sings. There's a reason its called man's last voyage. once you cross the sea there will be a land that looks small, but I warn you it is an endless land. Travel through the forest of that land, mark your way through so you don't get lost. Ignore the sweet voices that call out to you, they are traps placed to lure you to your deaths, much like the sea you will have to cross. There is a hidden passage to get to the fountain, among the waterfalls, behind the biggest one there is a cave, you must go past it without distractions, so you must not touch the gems within that cave, the gems have spells placed upon them that drive men mad. When you reach the end of the cave you must follow the path up to the small hill, on the top of that hill there is a pond next to an old Cherry blossom tree. That pond holds the water of life. Beware though, my dear pirate, for one that holds so much beauty, can be harsher than any man alive." She explained.

"I understand" He said and left back to his ship.

-End Flashback-

They had to resupply their goods at Jinjuri's Island before they left on their journey. It would take a while out at sea before they could reach land again.

"Captain, I was thinking about our next journey, and I was wondering if we are really going to set out for the fountain of youth?" Sasuke turned his head towards his quartermaster (second in command)

"Yes, ive had a talk with someone who has seen its guardian, you know I don't believe stories so easily, but I know that what she said was true, we will stock up in Jinjuri's island and then head to the islands where there it bears the blood of beasts." He explained. His quarter master was also his closest friend. And he could see uncertainty in his blue eyes.

"Do not fret, my friend. It is a treasure worth going after, yes? We all did a vote and we all agreed upon it. And its one of 10 sacred treasures of the gods, can you imagine having that much treasure? We will be set for life!" Sasuke looked at his friend

"Do you think we will really find it?" Naruto asked

"Aye! Now hows bout we set our course and start our journey!" Sasuke grinned at him

He grinned back, "Aye aye cap! Lets do it!"

After a few hours of sailing Sasuke decided to go below deck to check their supplies.

"Here Naruto, take the wheel, I have to go see what supplies we have left before we restock" He commanded and left him in charge while he went below deck. Before he went under he stopped and looked at one of his crew members.

"Neji! Go to the crow's nest and lookout for land!"

"Aye aye captain!" He yelled out in response and quickly did as he was told. Sasuke continued to go below deck.

He was thinking about the other 9 treasures. He didn't know what they were and the old had didn't either. How could he figure out what they were and how could he get it? And if they do come across the guardian, how will they get the treasure and leave alive?

Then he thought of something. Maybe he can capture her somehow, and use her to find out the other sacred items and to find where they are. How can he imprison a goddess strong enough to be a sacred guard? He will have to ask questions as soon as they get back on land. There has to be some way to capture gods.

A day and a half later they finally docked at Jinjuri's island. It took them a while, but they managed to restock the ship for the long journey. With his crew behind him, Sasuke went to the Sages Tavern in hopes of talking to the old man Jiraiya. A seadog that loves to visit this island in particular for its women and grog. (diluted liquor)

He walked through the stench filled room full of pirates who were three sheets to the wind. The bar wenches were walking around offering drinks and some of them offering up themselves for a good time.

He looked to his men and yelled out "Avast ye, me hearty's. Have a clap of thunder, some women and good rest! we leave at dawn!"

"AYE! AYE CAPTAIN!" He heard his men cheer. He walked up to the bar and called over the woman wiping the big mugs. "What'll ye have good sir?" She asked him sticking out her chest a bit.

He rolled his eyes, but continued to speak to her "I'm looking for a man called Jiraiya, He's tall with long white hair and is always grabbing on women. Has he been here recently?"

She frowned before answering him "Eh, that perverted old geezer is always here. He is occupying one of the rooms at the moment, if you want to pass the time sooner, I can keep you company, there are a few rooms available and even a special room I can take you there." She offered caressing his cheek.

He just looked at her with a neutral expression "No, I will wait for him out here with my men."

She huffed but turned away to go about her business. "Your loss" she murmured too low for him to hear.

Sasuke went to where all his men had been sitting and waited for a while until Jiraiya was finished with his business. He decided to have a few drinks and was watching his men all on one side of the old tavern singing one of their favorite chants

Naruto: "Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.

Naruto and Choji: We pillage plunder, we rifle and loot.

Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.

Lee and Neji: We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot.

Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.

crew: Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.

Shikamaru and Sai: We extort and pilfer, we filch and sack.

Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.

Kiba and Shino: Maraud and embezzle and even highjack.

Drink up me 'earties, yo ho."

Sasuke smiled and decided to chant the song with his crew, he raised his mug of beer and sang out loud

Entire crew: "Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.

Yamato and Kakashi: We kindle and char and in flame and ignite.

Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.

Sasuke: We burn up the city, we're really a fright.

Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.

Lee and choji: We're rascals and scoundrels, we're villians and knaves.

Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.

Kiba and sai: We're devils and black sheep, we're really bad eggs.

Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.

Entire crew: Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me

Suigetsu and Juugo: We're beggars and blighters and ne'er do-well cads,

Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.

Yamato and Kakashi: Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads,

Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.

Entire crew: Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me!"

"AYE!" The entire crew cheered as soon as the song ended!

"I'm glad you lads seem to be having fun" Sasuke heard a voice beside him. He turned toward the voice and smirked. Jiraiya had finally shown up.

"Yeah well, we will be at sea for a long time so my men need to have a good time before we set off." He explained

"Ah, what about you?" He asked

"What about me?" he retorted

"I see almost all your men have atleast one lass with them to show them a good time, are you going to find yourself one of these pretty things before you set sail?" He asked watching some of the females walk by.

"None of these wenches fit my taste" Sasuke stated.

"That's too bad, these women sure know what they're doing" Jiraiya shrugged

"I'm sure" Was all Sasuke said before changing the subject "Listen, I also came here to talk to you"

"Oh? About what?" He questioned and took a swig of his beer

"I have some questions for you and I need all the information I can get" Sasuke demanded

"Hm, sounds serious, but fine. I'll tell you whatever you want to know"

Sasuke smirked "Okay first question, What is the island that bears the blood of beasts?"

Jiraiya's eyes widened at Sasuke's question, but answered him "It's an Island that holds the worlds most dangerous animals, Vicious creatures that tear every one and each other apart."

"How does one survive on such an Island?"

"Defend yourself well, most of the creatures there come out on night, so if you ever wanted to explore there with a lesser chance of dying, then do it when the sun is at its highest."

"Alright, what about the sea of mans last voyage?"

Jiraiya's eyebrows furrowed "Why would you even think of traveling there? Sailors do not go there. Monsters lurk there, they do. They use the wind to carry their voices and call out to the men on their ships and lead them to their death."

"Monsters?"

"Aye, Sirens. Beautiful creatures, but their voices poison the mind. They sing and when a sailor hears her song its like they go into a trance and jump off the ship to find the person singing, once they fall into the water, the sirens drag them down into the depths and take their life force. They usually target their captains and anyone who they think holds power on the ship, with out its captain or his high ranked matey's the ship is less likely to survive. Or if the ship has a big enough crew it'll try to have its captain steer the ships towards a dangerous area so sink it. But nobody knows how many there are out there, could be one siren or a hundred. So if you do decide to travel through that sea, Just remember to ignore the songs you hear, steer away from it. Do not let you crew listen to it either. There's a reason its called man's last voyage."

Sasuke thought about that for a minute, when the old woman had told him of the fountain, she made it seem easy to get to, but in reality its course to get there was dangerous enough to kill his entire crew. He would most likely have to take a vote again with his men.

"Okay, one more question"

Jiraiya just nodded

Sasuke took a deep breath and asked his last question "How does one kill a god, or at least capture one?"

Jiraiya's face showed surprise and curiosity "This must be one hell of a treasure to risk your life and the life of your crew for." Jiraiya pointed out

"Aye, do you know?" Sasuke asked annoyed, but anxious to know if there was any chance in hell he could capture that goddess.

"Aye, it's a good thing you are travelling towards the sea of mans last voyage. There is a small island right when you reach that sea, its small enough that it probably wouldn't even be considered an island, but There a god was cast down and sent to live as a human. He left a few of his possessions behind on that little piece of land. He tried to swim to a bigger land, but being cast down as a human, he fell to mans temptation with the sirens."

Sasuke frowned "what does that have to do with capturing a god?"

"There was a rope there that was crafted by the gods. Only things made by gods can catch them. So if you find that rope you can use it to bind them."

"do you know how to weaken them?"

Jiraiya narrowed his eyes at him. "Each god is different, some have material weaknesses, some have physical weaknesses, and other have actual people for weaknesses, but then you have your very few who don't have any weaknesses."

Sasuke was confused. He didn't say anything, but Jiraiya continued to talk, "Of course, if you know what specific god you want to weaken would help me figure out his weakness."

Sasuke nodded slowly looking up in thought. "Well, it's actually a goddess."

Jiraiya raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Oh? It's a goddess you are after? A goddess you want to want to weaken and bind? No wonder you don't want any of females here, not if you can have a goddess." Jiraiya laughed

"I'm not weakening her or capturing her out of lust. She is a guardian, of a certain item I am searching for. And she knows about more of the items I am also searching for."

"Yeah, yeah, sure kid. Anyways, do you know who?"

Sasuke sighed impatiently "The goddess of water, life and beauty."

Jiraiya's eyes went wide. "Are you serious? You are going after her?" asked sounding a bit angry

"Do you know of her?" Sasuke questioned

"Sort of, and as far as I know she doesn't have a weakness, your only chance of capturing her would be the rope I mentioned." Jiraiya stood up "I have to go. Good luck"

Sasuke watched the old man walk away. He knows something, whatever. He headed back to his ship, His long journey begins tomorrow.

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