Jack narrowed his eyes and stared at the lightly fluttering black flag attached to the top of the mast. A stronger breeze straightened the folded fabric and a pure white crown on black met Jack's shocked gaze.

"Oi Gibbs. 'Member the sign on those guys backs?"

Gibbs rolled his eyes.

"Ya do need to tell me which lads ye're talkin' 'bout", sighed Jack's friend.

"The ones from Tortuga. With that crown emblem", replied Jack and gazed pointedly back at the white ship.

"Yeah? What about them?"

"They followed the lad that helped me. And I think I found him."

With that the (only slightly) crazy captain of the 'Black Pearl' ran towards the docks, doging the attacking pirates and fleeing town's people.

Gibbs sighed again and pinched the bridge of his nose. His friend had to be completely bonkers but he still ran after him.

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Lavi wiped the sweat off his face and rolled his aching shoulders. He'd been carrying crates of food and other supplies the entire day and checked that everything was put in the right place. Being a quatermaster sure was exhausting. But he loved it nonetheless. Even if he shouldn't.

While carrying the crates his mind started to wander and his thoughts led him back to the day his mentor told him to become a member of the Black Order.

Lavi was one of the Bookmen. A hidden clan that recorded the happenings in the world. Not only big and well-known events like the war between Spain and England. Many were collecting knowledge and history in small villages, studied ruins and wrote everything down for the generations to come.

And while Lavi's mentor Bookman was recording a few events in Spain his task was to record the history of the seemingly endless fight against piracy.

But there were a few very important rules he had to follow while preserving the history. He was not allowed to have real emotions. And here he was. Loving his position as a quatermaster and befriending a lot of people in thr Order.

And now he was worrying over his captain.

Kanda, one of the grumpiest and most anti-social humans he ever met, looked a bit pale when he arrived to help his crew. And Kanda never looked pale. Nothing could break his stoic demanour and actually get to him.

He put the basket filled with bread down and looked around.

Kanda was carrying two crates at once and sweat ran down his handsome face, his muscles moving underneath the incredibly tight long-sleeved shirt.

With a grin Lavi spotted Lenalee staring at him and blushing brightly. She really was too innocent for her own good.

But suddenly Lavi heard a crash and looked around.

Kanda was kneeling on the ground and tightly gripping his left shoulder.

"Captain!", yelled one of the crew members in the hold and ran towards him.

"'M fine", hissed Kanda but it lacked the usual bite.

"Kanda?", asked Lavi concerned and walked up to his friemd and captain.

"I am fine! Now get back to work!", the dark haired man yelled and pushed his worried crew member away.

'What's gotten into him? Is he getting ill? But he's never been ill for as long as I've known him', pondered Lavi and a calculating look darkened his lone emerald eye and his inner bookman took over.

Kanda Yu was a mystery and he would be damned if he couldn't figure him out.

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AN: Yay! Another chapter!! As always thank you for reading and please tell me what you think and if I've made any mistakes. And if you've any idras where the plot might go I'd love to hear them.

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