Silver Infinity ((Kamukura X Komaeda))

Chapter One: Stormy Seas

There was no sea too brutal for the shadow of the ship that caressed the ocean. Not even as the waters gashed across the wooden sides, or the masts cracked and snapped with the wind pounding against them, the ship stood strong and the crew even stronger.

"Four o'clock, Captain!" A man's voice called from the lookout tower, swaying so meticulously that it was as though the man would fall at any moment. It was a wonder such simple human eyes could see beyond the thick blanket of rain, but not even the storm could hide the massive vessel approaching ever closer.
The ship swiveled near, only narrowly avoiding slamming the boats into each other.
The captain squinted his eyes, struggling to see who was steering such a ship, and who had the gull to simply park beside him like they were summoned to some dinner party.

The unsteady flooring didn't serve any help but it wasn't that much a problem, this wasn't the first storm the Captain had pushed through.
He took a short step forward and placed his pale hand on the railing, keeping himself standing as he continued to study the second ship.
It was painted in black, much too fancy for another pirate. How stupid did they have to be, flaunting their wealth on the open waters?
This was just begging to be robbed.
"Men," He started a command towards the waiting crew before a flash of a moving figure pulled his attention back to the opposite wheel. A man stood tall, features too difficult to make out in the storm.
Though it must have been the Captain, who else would it be?

"Captain Izuru Kamukura of Damascus!" The voice called over, almost drowned out with the boiling seawater crashing against the ships.
"You pilot the Warrior's Revenge, right!?"
Izuru didn't find such a thing worthy of a response.
"I've been looking for you, King!" Despite the boasting weather, somehow the voice came clear to the Captain. Perhaps he always had a good sense of hearing, or the other captain drew his attention beyond the thunder, for whatever reason, he could hear the milky voice of the man calling over and he wasn't pleased with it.
"Mind if we come over?"

Izuru barely had time to respond before the enemy's crewmen dropped a board between the ships. He wasn't sure what it was, but something in the Captain's mind snapped in anger. Who was this guy that dared invade his ship? Someone being a damn idiot, what else?
The Captain drew his sword with a metallic scrape from the sheathe and hurried to the lower level of the ship where his men were already engaged in battle. It took only a glance of the enemy's men to see they were thin and fragile, barely worth his attention. No, his crew could handle these guys, Izuru's focus was more turned to...

Yes, there. Beyond the makeshift bridge, the Captain's shadow lay beyond. He stood tall, perhaps slightly taller than Izuru himself, with hands bearing a sharp-edged sword. Take out the leader, that would end it.
The Captain allowed himself to look a minute more, simply taking in the view of who would soon be spilling blood into the blue sea. Perhaps the sharks would enjoy having a taste of such an elegant 'pirate', if that's what he could even be called. He could not see this man as a fellow pirate.

As he inhaled, Izuru could taste the electricity in the air. It felt energizing, but not quite exciting. Not yet at least, if he could even feel excited. That would depend on how well this man could put up a good fight. It had been a while since anyone dared challenge him of all pirates.
As carefully as he could without falling into the ravaged waves below, Izuru pushed himself forward onto the board. The waiting man made no movements. He was almost like a statue.
One foot in front of the other, his black boots glided across the wood. Just as he thought it would be flawless, from the corner of Izuru's eye, a wave edged before throwing itself between the ships.