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Royalty and Scoundrelism Chp1

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The scent of sea-weed and salt wafted over his face as he stood in the nest of the vessel. His right hand was tangled in the numerous amounts of rope which were use to tie the sails to the main mast. Land in sight for the young adventurer, he watched multiple ships, most if them used for immigration and trading, docked the island's port. The scar which he had received from the King himself, owner of Port Royal, the commander of the royal navy began to irritate him immensely. The fire on his forearm worsened, and if the 'P' shaped mark could sense its birthplace. Idiotic, yes, returning to the pirate slaying island, but his gut told him to do so. The young pirate opened his eyes.
Reality struck.
Ichigo Kurosaki watched the island inch closer to him as the boat sailed threw the crystal clear blue Caribbean waters. Yes, the great pirate captain Ichigo Kurosaki, who had sailed to the edge of the Earth and survived, who had fought and defeated the man-eating Kraken with nothing more than some rope and a pocket knife, who had looked death straight in the eye and told it to 'Go fuck yourself!' with such confidence that it coward away in fear and told its friends that the pirate had a screw lose, THAT Ichigo Kurosaki had been degraded to sailing to land in a tiny, beat-up dingy in search of a bigger ship
And 'why' you may ask.
It was all because of 'him'. Him and that god damn mutiny! Ichigo swore that if he ever got his hands on Kaien Shiba that he would strangle the man till he was blue, revive him then strangle the man all over again. And then he would repeat the process until his hands were sore.
Kaien Shiba WAS one of Ichigo's most trusted crew mates. Their resemblance was uncanny to a point were it would scare Ichigo because it was like looking at an older version of himself. But then their more recent missions had failed and Kaien had had enough. The traitor impersonated him, The Great Ichigo Kurosaki, and had gathered his own crew at Tortuga, rebelled against Ichigo's authority and stole the orange haired captain's pride and joy. His ship: Zangetsu. The only person who did not rebel was Ichigo's second in command, Kisuke Urahara. Instead the blond man was with his captain, sailing towards Port Royal. He was glad that Urahara came threw for him like he hoped, for some reason Ichigo's gut told him to trust the crazy old man. His gut told him to do a lot if things and it has never lead him astray... yet.
So long story short Captain Ichigo Kurosaki and Lieutenant Kisuke Urahara where trying to reclaim the pissed off captain's beloved ship Zangetsu from the clutches of the bastard of a traitor Kaien Shiba by sailing a dingy to the island Port Royal, where anyone accused if being a pirate has a meeting with the gallows, and stealing a ship from multiple armed guards. Seriously, this could not get any worse.
Capt'n, the rum's gone!"...
It just got worse.

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Her breath had quickened, her heart beat furiously and her wounds bled profusely, luckily for her the cuts weren't life threatening. The female's small delicate hands grasped the cutlass tightly, her knuckles paled from the lack of blood being allowed to flow.
"Your majesty, please! You have been training for over 5 hours. You must stop and conserve your energy." shouted one of the many guards with had been ordered by the King himself to watch over and train with his daughter.
"No! I must continue! I refuse to quit now!" was her only reply.
Stubborn, cold-hearted, emotionless. These are just a few of the words used to describe Royal Port's 'Ice Princess' Rukia Kuchiki. She herself acknowledged her own stubborness, how she appeared cold-hearted and emotionless in front of the commoners, 'important' visitors and too the King himself. Her own father. The only person she ever trusted was her mother Hisana, her father only spoke to her when completely necessary. The most memorable thing Byakuya Kuchiki said to her was when she was a mere child.
"When you build walls around your heart, make them tall, wide and strong. There must be no space for anything to enter or anything to escape. If you do so, Rukia, you will not know true pain."
Rukia was only six years old when her father told her this, but she took it to heart and quickly put it to action.
At this very moment, the Princess was training. Her father had requested that the young woman learned how to defend herself considering the amount of pirate encounters from the neighbouring islands were rapidly increasing to a point were it began to cause un-necessary worrying, therefore Rukia complied with her father's wish. She had been taught how to fence, to rebuild and use a gun and some advance hand-to-hand combat. Not to mention that her balance and agility were simply astonishing. Her ability to climb a 30 foot tree in under two minutes with misplacing her footing was perplexing yet outstanding.
As Rukia's dull, rusty training cutlass collided with the guard's, the sound of hooves hammering against the dry, solid ground of the field could be heard. Everyone turned in the direction of noise only to see the queen herself, accompanied by 4 guards.
The 12 guards which were trains Rukia bowed humbly as their Queen Hisana Kuchiki entered the raining area, while her daughter, gave a slight curtsey. Queen Hisana was respected by all. She was elegant, gentile and kind, unlike Port Royal's previous rulers.
"Rukia, your father wishes to speak with you." she said softly.
"Yes, mother." with that Rukia handed the nearest guard to her the cutlass and walk towards the castle.

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The dingy had docked at Port Royal and as soon as the rope was secured to the wooden pole so the vessel could not float away, Urahara leapt out of the boat and left his captain to do the very urgent and important job he had been bestowed upon by his Captain.
To get more rum.
Ichigo, himself, had just climbed out of the dingy and was about to leave when a voice called out to him.
"Oi!"
Ichigo turned around rather startled and faced the owner of the deep voice and answered him with a very timid "Yes?"
This stranger wore a grey outfit, his coat, britches, stockings and under-coat were all made of cotton. His shoes were pure black leather with a brass buckle's placed on the strap. He was rather old with the occasional grey hair showing threw his brown locks.
"It be a shilling to tie up at the dock." the man told Ichigo, his wrinkles intensifying under his glare. "And I shall need to know your name.
'Shit,' Ichigo cursed inwardly, knowing that his name would not be taken with good actions around here. Ichigo Kurosaki was a notorious scoundrel known worldwide for the fights, robberies and excisions that he had always found a way to 'cancel', therefore walking up to a government official and telling them that your a wanted pirate wasn't the smartest thing to do. So Ichigo settled for an alias.
When the pirate's hand reached into the pocket of the leather wastecoat, he realised something. More than one shilling resided in there. The corners of his mouth rose as he grabbed an extra shilling. 'Thank you Lady Luck.'
"How about I give you an extra shilling," he said slyly and placed the two coins down on the notebook the man used to keep track of the visitors, "and you tell me my name,eh?"
The man pondered over this for a second, stole two quick glances over either if his shoulders before snapping the notebook shut with the money inside and grinned up at Ichigo.
"Welcome to Port Royal, Mr. John Doe."
Ah bribery, is there anything you can't do?!

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"Father," Rukia said, bowing at her father who had his back to her as he looked out the large glass window that gave him a marvellous view of Port Royal. "You wish to speak with me?"
"Yes, sit please." he ordered rather coldly.
Rukia obliged. She had to remind herself that she must act as coldly as her father does, to not let any emotion show and ABSOLUTELY do not allow her temper to overpower her.
"As you know I do not like long conversations so I shall get to the point. Rukia, you shall marry Renji Abarai in 3 days."
Screw that previous thought.
"WHAT?!" her voice was as loud as it could be, Rukia was nearly positive she saw the chandelier above her head shake slightly.
"Do not raise your voice to me, Rukia." Byakuya grinded out icily.
His daughter ignored his words and tone and continued. "FATHER, HOW COULD YOU EVEN APPROVE OF THAT?! RENJI IS MY FRIEND, I CANNOT BE WED TO HIM! ALSO, HOW CAN YOU EVEN APPROVE OF A MARRIAGE TO WHICH THE MALE IS NOT OF MY CHOICE?!"
"Rukia you shall marry him and that is final."
"...No."
The word lingered in the air like a fowl stench to Byakuya, entering his system till it reached his bones and then penetrating his bone, seeping into the marrow.
The King slowly turned his head to look at his daughter, to face her for the first time since their conversation begun. "What did you say?" he grounded out, his glare try its best to break her will till she fell onto her knees and begged for her father's forgiveness.
But Rukia held strong.
"I said no."
"How dare you defy me, Rukia Kuchiki. I am your father and you shall do as youare told!"
"Or what?!"
Daughter and Father, locked in a glare cold enough freeze hell over, both being too stubborn to look away. But a knock at the door caused them to break their gaze and look at the door.
"Bya-kun? Rukia?" came the timid voice of Hisana Kuchiki, her head peaking threw the narrow opening of the door.
Byakuya nodded at his wife, allowing her to enter, before turning his back to Rukia and returning to the window. "You shall marry Abarai-san, Rukia, and that is final."
The raven haired woman turned away from her father, holding back the tears that were ever-so-close to spilling, and stomped out of the room. The last thing she thought before exiting the room was 'I'm not marrying Renji, not if there is a way to stop it.'

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Ichigo walked over to the 'Black Scorpion', a tavern located in the centre of Port Royal.
Previous to this, the pirate went to the private docks which were used by the discoverers, tradesmen, navy sailors and basically anyone else who was choosen by the King himself to go on a voyage. Civilians and commoners where forbidden to trespass on this dock, therefore Ichigo hid himself from the other occupants of the boardwalk, scouring there are for a worthy ship he could sail. His eyes lock on a vessel. Large, (though not quite as large as his own ship, Zangetsu) square and triangular sail, which would allow the ship to sail much quicker than an ordinary ship, and Ichigo also notice that the ship was clinker built, meaning that the boards overlapped and that made the ship strong. It was a caravel. But what striked Ichigo as odd, was that the sails were a beautiful pure white. The other vessel's sail were more of a cream colour because of the fabric used, but these... these were as white as the winter snow. Ichigo looked closer and saw the caravel's name engraved into the stern.
Sode no Shirayuki
It was a magnificent vessel, he could not lie about that, it immediately made this ship his target. Tonight when there would be less guards, he and Urahara will sneak abroad this ship, and prepare it for sail, since there is less of a chance of them getting caught.
Ichigo enter the alcohol-infested building, immediately spotting his lieutenant in the corner of the room, flirting with some poor, unlucky woman. The orange haired captain walked over to the bartender and threw the word 'ale' at him. Understanding that that was a request, the bartender quickly grabed a metal cup and filled it with Ichigo's alcoholic beverage. The man places a shilling on the counter and picks up his drink, giving his server a grateful glance. Walking over to Kisuke and company, Ichigo decided to speak up. "Oi, Strips, quit chattin' up the unfortunate-to-have-met-you woman and tell me if you have completed your mission."
"Done and dusted, Capt'n." was his reply. "What 'bout your mission?"
Said captain grinned widely at his crew mate "I found us one, we'll strike at midnight."
Both men picked up their beers and slammed them together, causing some beer to spill on the poor woman at the table, and quickly drained the cups of their contents. Ichigo turned to the lady sitting beside Urahara and gave her a small smile.
"Sorry to have ignored you earlier," he apologised "I'm Ichigo. You are...?"
"Yourichi Shihoin." she answered him. "I am a old friend of Kisuke's. I work as a chambermaid for Miss Kuchiki at the royal house."
"Right, so Strips, how many bottles of rum did yo-"
"OI! You pile of orange fluff in the corner." a loud and obnoxious voice interrupted Ichigo's very important question. He gave an unnoticeable glance at the man behind him then turned his attention back to Urahara and Yourichi, dismissing the rude man since he was undoubtably drunk.
"As I was saying," Ichigo continued "How many bottles of rum did you buy? Cause remember last time when you-"
"OI! Ginger, I'm talkin' to ya!" the drunken male shouted once more.
The said 'ginger' let out a frustrated sigh, told Urahara to escort Yourichi home, stood up and turned to confront the man. Ichigo didn't realise that the drunken lunatic was so close to him, so he was surprised to find the man only two feet away. To be honest, Ichigo really wasn't in a mood for a fight so hopefully he could settle this argument with nice, calm words.
"Ya got some nerve showin' yer face 'round ere, boy." the man sneered in the orange haired pirate's face. "And do ya know what we do to yer kind round ere." with that the drunk brunette pulled out a pocketknife from his trouser pocket with his right hand, opened it and held it in front of Ichigo's face, the blade just an inch from his neck.
'So much for nice, calm words.'
Ichigo could tell the man was about to attack but before he could do so Ichigo's right arm wrapped itself around the drunks arm that held the blade, his hand quickly snaking its way to the attackers head. There Ichigo grabbed a fistful of brown locks and, with all his might, slammed the drunk's face onto the table, which Ichigo had previously been sitting at, and let go of his arm. The attacker was rendered unconscious immediately. Then he heard someone say the magic word.
"PIRATE!"
The King's guards surrounded him instantly, armed. The guns were pointed at him, the knifes that were tied to the point of the gun were press to his throat from all directions.
"... Oh bugger."
Well as i promised this is my new fanfiction, i hope you like it since my Pirates of the Carribean fetish still hasn't stopped but it has settled :iconrelievedplz:

Thank you Kiara :icontrinitytemptation: for Beta~reader! :iconarigatouplz:

Yeah, there is swearing but I'm trying to tone it down, but there aren't any promises for future chapters. :iconlaughingplz:

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I demand more!!! If you fail to do this I shall haunt you untill you are forsed to make the next chapter from the pure torture of it!!! >:( Not really, I'm just kidding <:D But I really do want you to continue.... :)