He's a Pirate
Title: He's a Pirate
Rating: PG-13
Characters/Pairings: Matsumoto Jun/Sakurai Sho; the other dudes
Summary: Who else shipped out of port with bright purple sails?
Notes/Warnings: For the Drabble-a-thon at sakumoto. Request from penmi - ShoxJun. Pirates. Captain Jun hijacking the ship Sho's on.
Captain Okada never liked fighting. He was the most peaceful pirate Sho had ever shipped out with, and he preferred it that way. Sure, they didn’t have the greatest hauls on the seven seas, seeing as how they always took the long way to avoid the more populated routes, but they’d live a lot longer than your average sea dog.
But navigator Sato had drunken a little too rum the night before, and now Captain Okada’s face was white as a sheet as the SS Kisarazu came within sight of the purple sails.
“That…” the Captain muttered. “That can’t be.”
It was.
Who else shipped out of port with bright purple sails? It was clearly the SS Marvellous, captained by the cruel, sadistic Captain Matsumoto. The guy was always looking for a fight. His ship was the swiftest in the Caribbean, and he made a living thieving with his crew. Pirate codes of honor meant little to him. Rumor had it that he had a peg-leg encrusted with jewels. Others said he had a fake eye made of solid gold and a hook adorned with rubies.
“We need to get out of here,” Sho complained, leaning over to see the Marvellous was gaining on them. “It’s not like we have anything they can steal.” And when the Marvellous ran into ships without hauls, well…he’d take whatever he could and send the crew off the plank.
But the Kisarazu was in a pinch. The Marvellous caught them in moments, already firing her cannons. Sho nearly wet himself as a cannonball came whizzing past him, lodging itself in the mast. The crew started to panic, and Okada was busy crying about the damage to the ship he’d mostly built himself. Sho was first mate and had to take charge.
“Come on, the cannons!” he shouted, but nobody was listening. “We can’t just give up!”
The crew of the Kisarazu gave up.
Sho was the only one on board by the time the Marvellous sent folks across gangplanks to start tearing the ship apart. Sho was furious, holding his musket and shakily pouring powder in to hopefully kill or injure or at least scare one of Matsumoto’s crew so he could make a hasty exit to the water along with Captain Okada. He didn’t want to die, okay?
A skinny, short guy with a cutlass came running, wicked glint in his eye. “Your pathetic ship is ours!”
Sho pointed the musket at him. “I’ll…I’ll shoot your hat off!”
Another pirate came running up, taller and eerily smiling. “This the only crew left, Nino?”
“Seems that way, Masaki.”
Sho moved the musket back and forth. “Seriously. I will shoot the both of you!”
“You have one musket ball,” the skinny one, Nino, reminded him. “And then you’d need at least two minutes to reload. I’d like to think we’d have you killed before you got off that second shot, friend.”
“I’m not your friend!”
“Come on,” the smiling Masaki said. “Captain’ll treat you nice on account of you surrendering like a gentleman. Looks like all your friends went for a swim already.”
He didn’t have much choice. The other members of Matsumoto’s crew were already heading across the gangplanks with loot from the Kisarazu’s hold, and Sho frowned. “Your captain will make me shark food.”
Nino and Masaki exchanged a grin. “You shouldn’t believe all the rumors you hear,” Nino pointed out before the third pirate, the quiet one that Sho hadn’t even seen, knocked him out.
--
When he woke, his head was killing him, but his nose could sniff out a delicious dinner ten fathoms deep. He opened his eyes and found himself on a plush four-poster bed. The food - feast, rather - was arrayed on a table on the other side of the room. In an elegant red coat with shiny buttons, Captain Jun Matsumoto sliced up his chicken dinner. Sho noticed that he had no peg-leg, no hook and no fake eye.
“Chicken?” the Captain asked, noticing that he’d finally awoke.
Sho blinked. “Why haven’t you killed me yet?”
Matsumoto smiled, and oh, that was probably why he was so dangerous - and so notorious at every port. “Sorry about the head wound. Satoshi gets a little excited when he gets to knock people out.”
“Okay. Let me ask again, in case you didn’t hear me. Why haven’t you killed me yet?”
“You’re Sakurai right?”
Nobody had called him by his surname in years, not since he’d run away from home to become a pirate. He didn’t want to go back to England to serve in Parliament - he wanted to be on the seas. His parents hadn’t been pleased to say the least. “You think you’re getting any sort of ransom for me, Captain Matsumoto? Well, I’m afraid you’re mistaken.”
“Oh, no,” Matsumoto denied, waving his fork in the air. “I’ve got more jewels and gold than I’ll even need. I just wanted you.”
“Wanted…me?” Sho squeaked. This pretty-faced pirate fiend wanted him? He had to admit it was preferable - the last person who’d tried to proposition him had had no teeth and smelled like spoiled milk.
Jun sliced up another bit of chicken, taking it between his teeth and tearing at the soft meat in a way that made Sho’s stomach twist and turn. “Everyone’s been saying that Okada on the Kisarazu had a pretty first mate.” Jun winked. “They were right.”
This was worse than walking the plank! He had to be the…kept boy of the most heartless, selfish pirate on the ocean? But the way the guy was eyeing him…
“You’re blushing, Sakurai. Do you like me too?”
He turned away. “You sank the Kisarazu, didn’t you? You sank her, forced my crewmates to abandon ship, and you think I’m just going to fall in line with your crew and fall into your bed?”
Jun took another bite. “That was the plan, yeah. You’re already in the bed, mind.” He held up the plate, and damn, it smelled good. Sho’s stomach grumbled. “Hungry?”
--
Nino and Masaki teased him mercilessly. They were in charge of the training of the Captain’s newest playmate. Even now, Nino was shaking the rope as Sho climbed up to the crows nest. “Scared yet? Are you scared, you big baby?”
Sho hated heights, and oh he did not need to look down at the deck. This was just mean. “Stop! Please stop shaking that! Please!”
Masaki laughed, and so did his parrot. “Hahaha, you are a terrible pirate! Can’t even climb up to the crows nest.”
“I can!” Sho cried, tightening his grip as he desperately tried to hoist himself higher. “I just…really don’t see why.”
“You have to earn your keep, cabin boy,” Nino shouted up to him. “So you’re on lookout!”
It was a perfectly clear day. What did they have to look out for? Satoshi blew a snot bubble down below with them. “You guys are pretty mean,” he pointed out. Sure, the quiet guy had knocked him over the head, but he hadn’t been overly cruel to Sho since he’d arrived on the SS Marvellous.
Ohno just supervised while he swabbed the deck. He didn’t overturn Sho’s hammock during the night like Nino did or have his parrot poo in Sho’s food like Masaki did. It was already midday and finally the Captain came out from his cabin, yawning as he adjusted the giant purple feather in his hat. He wasn’t a morning person.
“Hey, why’s my boy up there?” Jun asked curiously.
Nino saluted half-heartedly. “Crows nest training, Captain. He sucks.”
“I don’t suck,” Sho moaned, still clinging to the rope ladder.
“You’ve been climbing for an hour, and you’re still not there,” Masaki pointed out.
Captain Matsumoto just laughed. “Satoshi, I heard Captain Akanishi’s putting out from Port Royal today. Let’s go find him.” The quieter pirate took off for the upper deck while Jun moved to stand at the bottom of the mast, staring up into the sunlight. “Sho, you can come down.”
Sho scowled. “You’ll just make me polish your boots with my tongue again.”
“If you don’t pull your weight around here, I will have to drop you overboard,” Jun reminded him. “And that would make me terribly sad. I don’t want to lose my pretty cabin boy.”
The other pirates chuckled, and that just spurred Sho on. He climbed, hopping into the crows nest defiantly. Oh, this was high. This was way too high. Far below, he could see them laughing, but they were small and the ocean was really vast. Already, the ship was moving to head for Port Royal and more plundering.
“Sho? See anything?”
He sat and pouted. He was the prisoner of this lascivious pirate and his jerk crew and maybe death would be preferable? Okay, no, it wouldn’t be. Sho’s sense of self-preservation was stronger than his pride at least. “Go to hell!” he shouted back down at them.
He stayed up in the crows nest alone, getting terribly sunburned, but at least he wasn’t down there with the idiots. Captain Matsumoto swaggered around the deck, his hips swaying, and Sho did his best to ignore it. The guy had kidnapped him, hadn’t he? But he hadn’t been as mean as the rumors about him had implied - it was just his crew that were asses.
--
The sun set, and the ship continued on in pursuit of Captain Akanishi’s vessel. He was just falling asleep when there was movement on the rope beneath the crows nest - Sho frowned as Captain Matsumoto joined him in the small space, white teeth gleaming in the moonlight.
“Don’t you want to come down?”
“You should just kill me. Stop playing with me like a shark with his food.”
Jun sighed. “Why are you so difficult?” He settled himself in Sho’s lap, knees on either side of Sho’s thighs.
“Because you sank Captain Okada’s ship, remember?” he complained, trying to push the lusty captain away, but the guy was pretty demanding. Sho hated how much he didn’t really hate him. He was good looking, and there were worse things in the world than being the object of affection of someone as powerful as Captain Matsumoto.
The rumors about the peg-leg and the fake eye had been false - but there’d been other rumors from port to port. Rumors Sho wanted to verify with his own eyes, hands, mouth etc.
“Well, he wasn’t a real pirate,” Matsumoto pointed out. “The Kisarazu was more of a pleasure cruise.”
He shifted a bit, enjoying the captain’s weight atop him a little too much. “If I promise…” Jun was taking off his ridiculous hat and kissing his neck now. “If I promise to stay here with you, will you honor my request?”
Jun was kissing along his earlobe. “Anything. Anything if you’ll stop acting like such a baby.”
Sho may have been a pretty cowardly pirate, but he wasn’t an idiot. On Captain Okada’s ship, he’d had a place of importance. A place of respect. On the Marvellous, he was nothing more than a lackey, and if he was going to be a piece of meat between the Captain’s puckered lips, then he was going to at least enjoy his time out of the man’s cabin.
“I want to be your first mate.”
“You can be,” Jun hinted, running his hands up and down Sho’s arms. “If you’ll come down from this chilly crows nest.”
“I don’t mean first mate in your bed, Captain.”
Jun backed off. “But Nino’s my first mate. He’ll slit your throat and blame it on Masaki’s parrot.”
Sho turned away. “I will jump off the ship, and you can kiss my ass goodbye.”
Jun shook his head. “You drive a hard bargain, Sakurai,” he said, punctuating it by grinding his hips down against Sho’s. Sho almost stopped hating himself for giving in, unable to say no to Jun’s skillful tongue as it darted out against his jaw. He cried out, unable to stifle his growing desire - it had been a very long time.
Jun licked his lips and held out his hand, rings gleaming. “If you’ll share my bed, I’ll make you my first mate.”
He thought of cruel little Nino getting demoted and smiled, taking Jun’s hand in his own and pulling the Captain to him. “You have a deal.”
Rating: PG-13
Characters/Pairings: Matsumoto Jun/Sakurai Sho; the other dudes
Summary: Who else shipped out of port with bright purple sails?
Notes/Warnings: For the Drabble-a-thon at sakumoto. Request from penmi - ShoxJun. Pirates. Captain Jun hijacking the ship Sho's on.
Captain Okada never liked fighting. He was the most peaceful pirate Sho had ever shipped out with, and he preferred it that way. Sure, they didn’t have the greatest hauls on the seven seas, seeing as how they always took the long way to avoid the more populated routes, but they’d live a lot longer than your average sea dog.
But navigator Sato had drunken a little too rum the night before, and now Captain Okada’s face was white as a sheet as the SS Kisarazu came within sight of the purple sails.
“That…” the Captain muttered. “That can’t be.”
It was.
Who else shipped out of port with bright purple sails? It was clearly the SS Marvellous, captained by the cruel, sadistic Captain Matsumoto. The guy was always looking for a fight. His ship was the swiftest in the Caribbean, and he made a living thieving with his crew. Pirate codes of honor meant little to him. Rumor had it that he had a peg-leg encrusted with jewels. Others said he had a fake eye made of solid gold and a hook adorned with rubies.
“We need to get out of here,” Sho complained, leaning over to see the Marvellous was gaining on them. “It’s not like we have anything they can steal.” And when the Marvellous ran into ships without hauls, well…he’d take whatever he could and send the crew off the plank.
But the Kisarazu was in a pinch. The Marvellous caught them in moments, already firing her cannons. Sho nearly wet himself as a cannonball came whizzing past him, lodging itself in the mast. The crew started to panic, and Okada was busy crying about the damage to the ship he’d mostly built himself. Sho was first mate and had to take charge.
“Come on, the cannons!” he shouted, but nobody was listening. “We can’t just give up!”
The crew of the Kisarazu gave up.
Sho was the only one on board by the time the Marvellous sent folks across gangplanks to start tearing the ship apart. Sho was furious, holding his musket and shakily pouring powder in to hopefully kill or injure or at least scare one of Matsumoto’s crew so he could make a hasty exit to the water along with Captain Okada. He didn’t want to die, okay?
A skinny, short guy with a cutlass came running, wicked glint in his eye. “Your pathetic ship is ours!”
Sho pointed the musket at him. “I’ll…I’ll shoot your hat off!”
Another pirate came running up, taller and eerily smiling. “This the only crew left, Nino?”
“Seems that way, Masaki.”
Sho moved the musket back and forth. “Seriously. I will shoot the both of you!”
“You have one musket ball,” the skinny one, Nino, reminded him. “And then you’d need at least two minutes to reload. I’d like to think we’d have you killed before you got off that second shot, friend.”
“I’m not your friend!”
“Come on,” the smiling Masaki said. “Captain’ll treat you nice on account of you surrendering like a gentleman. Looks like all your friends went for a swim already.”
He didn’t have much choice. The other members of Matsumoto’s crew were already heading across the gangplanks with loot from the Kisarazu’s hold, and Sho frowned. “Your captain will make me shark food.”
Nino and Masaki exchanged a grin. “You shouldn’t believe all the rumors you hear,” Nino pointed out before the third pirate, the quiet one that Sho hadn’t even seen, knocked him out.
--
When he woke, his head was killing him, but his nose could sniff out a delicious dinner ten fathoms deep. He opened his eyes and found himself on a plush four-poster bed. The food - feast, rather - was arrayed on a table on the other side of the room. In an elegant red coat with shiny buttons, Captain Jun Matsumoto sliced up his chicken dinner. Sho noticed that he had no peg-leg, no hook and no fake eye.
“Chicken?” the Captain asked, noticing that he’d finally awoke.
Sho blinked. “Why haven’t you killed me yet?”
Matsumoto smiled, and oh, that was probably why he was so dangerous - and so notorious at every port. “Sorry about the head wound. Satoshi gets a little excited when he gets to knock people out.”
“Okay. Let me ask again, in case you didn’t hear me. Why haven’t you killed me yet?”
“You’re Sakurai right?”
Nobody had called him by his surname in years, not since he’d run away from home to become a pirate. He didn’t want to go back to England to serve in Parliament - he wanted to be on the seas. His parents hadn’t been pleased to say the least. “You think you’re getting any sort of ransom for me, Captain Matsumoto? Well, I’m afraid you’re mistaken.”
“Oh, no,” Matsumoto denied, waving his fork in the air. “I’ve got more jewels and gold than I’ll even need. I just wanted you.”
“Wanted…me?” Sho squeaked. This pretty-faced pirate fiend wanted him? He had to admit it was preferable - the last person who’d tried to proposition him had had no teeth and smelled like spoiled milk.
Jun sliced up another bit of chicken, taking it between his teeth and tearing at the soft meat in a way that made Sho’s stomach twist and turn. “Everyone’s been saying that Okada on the Kisarazu had a pretty first mate.” Jun winked. “They were right.”
This was worse than walking the plank! He had to be the…kept boy of the most heartless, selfish pirate on the ocean? But the way the guy was eyeing him…
“You’re blushing, Sakurai. Do you like me too?”
He turned away. “You sank the Kisarazu, didn’t you? You sank her, forced my crewmates to abandon ship, and you think I’m just going to fall in line with your crew and fall into your bed?”
Jun took another bite. “That was the plan, yeah. You’re already in the bed, mind.” He held up the plate, and damn, it smelled good. Sho’s stomach grumbled. “Hungry?”
--
Nino and Masaki teased him mercilessly. They were in charge of the training of the Captain’s newest playmate. Even now, Nino was shaking the rope as Sho climbed up to the crows nest. “Scared yet? Are you scared, you big baby?”
Sho hated heights, and oh he did not need to look down at the deck. This was just mean. “Stop! Please stop shaking that! Please!”
Masaki laughed, and so did his parrot. “Hahaha, you are a terrible pirate! Can’t even climb up to the crows nest.”
“I can!” Sho cried, tightening his grip as he desperately tried to hoist himself higher. “I just…really don’t see why.”
“You have to earn your keep, cabin boy,” Nino shouted up to him. “So you’re on lookout!”
It was a perfectly clear day. What did they have to look out for? Satoshi blew a snot bubble down below with them. “You guys are pretty mean,” he pointed out. Sure, the quiet guy had knocked him over the head, but he hadn’t been overly cruel to Sho since he’d arrived on the SS Marvellous.
Ohno just supervised while he swabbed the deck. He didn’t overturn Sho’s hammock during the night like Nino did or have his parrot poo in Sho’s food like Masaki did. It was already midday and finally the Captain came out from his cabin, yawning as he adjusted the giant purple feather in his hat. He wasn’t a morning person.
“Hey, why’s my boy up there?” Jun asked curiously.
Nino saluted half-heartedly. “Crows nest training, Captain. He sucks.”
“I don’t suck,” Sho moaned, still clinging to the rope ladder.
“You’ve been climbing for an hour, and you’re still not there,” Masaki pointed out.
Captain Matsumoto just laughed. “Satoshi, I heard Captain Akanishi’s putting out from Port Royal today. Let’s go find him.” The quieter pirate took off for the upper deck while Jun moved to stand at the bottom of the mast, staring up into the sunlight. “Sho, you can come down.”
Sho scowled. “You’ll just make me polish your boots with my tongue again.”
“If you don’t pull your weight around here, I will have to drop you overboard,” Jun reminded him. “And that would make me terribly sad. I don’t want to lose my pretty cabin boy.”
The other pirates chuckled, and that just spurred Sho on. He climbed, hopping into the crows nest defiantly. Oh, this was high. This was way too high. Far below, he could see them laughing, but they were small and the ocean was really vast. Already, the ship was moving to head for Port Royal and more plundering.
“Sho? See anything?”
He sat and pouted. He was the prisoner of this lascivious pirate and his jerk crew and maybe death would be preferable? Okay, no, it wouldn’t be. Sho’s sense of self-preservation was stronger than his pride at least. “Go to hell!” he shouted back down at them.
He stayed up in the crows nest alone, getting terribly sunburned, but at least he wasn’t down there with the idiots. Captain Matsumoto swaggered around the deck, his hips swaying, and Sho did his best to ignore it. The guy had kidnapped him, hadn’t he? But he hadn’t been as mean as the rumors about him had implied - it was just his crew that were asses.
--
The sun set, and the ship continued on in pursuit of Captain Akanishi’s vessel. He was just falling asleep when there was movement on the rope beneath the crows nest - Sho frowned as Captain Matsumoto joined him in the small space, white teeth gleaming in the moonlight.
“Don’t you want to come down?”
“You should just kill me. Stop playing with me like a shark with his food.”
Jun sighed. “Why are you so difficult?” He settled himself in Sho’s lap, knees on either side of Sho’s thighs.
“Because you sank Captain Okada’s ship, remember?” he complained, trying to push the lusty captain away, but the guy was pretty demanding. Sho hated how much he didn’t really hate him. He was good looking, and there were worse things in the world than being the object of affection of someone as powerful as Captain Matsumoto.
The rumors about the peg-leg and the fake eye had been false - but there’d been other rumors from port to port. Rumors Sho wanted to verify with his own eyes, hands, mouth etc.
“Well, he wasn’t a real pirate,” Matsumoto pointed out. “The Kisarazu was more of a pleasure cruise.”
He shifted a bit, enjoying the captain’s weight atop him a little too much. “If I promise…” Jun was taking off his ridiculous hat and kissing his neck now. “If I promise to stay here with you, will you honor my request?”
Jun was kissing along his earlobe. “Anything. Anything if you’ll stop acting like such a baby.”
Sho may have been a pretty cowardly pirate, but he wasn’t an idiot. On Captain Okada’s ship, he’d had a place of importance. A place of respect. On the Marvellous, he was nothing more than a lackey, and if he was going to be a piece of meat between the Captain’s puckered lips, then he was going to at least enjoy his time out of the man’s cabin.
“I want to be your first mate.”
“You can be,” Jun hinted, running his hands up and down Sho’s arms. “If you’ll come down from this chilly crows nest.”
“I don’t mean first mate in your bed, Captain.”
Jun backed off. “But Nino’s my first mate. He’ll slit your throat and blame it on Masaki’s parrot.”
Sho turned away. “I will jump off the ship, and you can kiss my ass goodbye.”
Jun shook his head. “You drive a hard bargain, Sakurai,” he said, punctuating it by grinding his hips down against Sho’s. Sho almost stopped hating himself for giving in, unable to say no to Jun’s skillful tongue as it darted out against his jaw. He cried out, unable to stifle his growing desire - it had been a very long time.
Jun licked his lips and held out his hand, rings gleaming. “If you’ll share my bed, I’ll make you my first mate.”
He thought of cruel little Nino getting demoted and smiled, taking Jun’s hand in his own and pulling the Captain to him. “You have a deal.”