This is my first fanfiction here. I love Izou, but he does not get enough attention, so I write this story for him. I apologize if my English is not good because my country does not use English language. Hope you enjoy!

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Dangerous Charm

Marco/Izou

Chapter 1

"RRRRrrrrrrrrr!" The phone rang in a middle of the night. The owner reached for a phone lazily and talked with someone in sleepy voice. A few minutes later, the sleepy one jumped out the bed and blinked. "Yes, sir. I will be there soon."

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In a dark room, the big man with a gold hook hand stood and looked through a window. He smirked to himself. –Finally, big boss assigned this mission to me! How nice! Other units couldn't shine brighter than mine if I finished this mission.- Suddenly, the door was opened and someone was walking slowly to him. "Oh! I'm glad you can come so fast, Izou" He said, smiled to a slimmer man who has long black hair and wear a pink Japanese women dress. Izou smiled back to his boss then asked. "Can I help you, sir?" "Yes." His boss, known as Crocodile smirked, walking slowly and stood in front of him. "The big boss, Mr. Donquixote Doflamingo just assigned an important mission to me, and I belief you can finish this easily by yourself, so find secret techniques of Whitebeard, Edward Newgate's business and take his head for me." "W….Whitebeard?" Crocodile nodded. "He has three adopted son : Marco, Thatch and Ace. Those triple trouble are his bodyguards, but he usually brings Ace everywhere he goes. Thatch usually works at the West Tower office while Marco always goes around for observing everything that may make money for old man's business." He paused for a while, clearing his throat. "The most important thing is that old man usually visits tea house on weekend" Izou blinked and asked. "So?" Crocodile stared at him, ignored his question. "That's why I want you to finish this mission." -Fine! He thinks I'm Geisha!- Izou frowned, Crocodile smirked at his reaction. "Yes, sir" Izou said calmly. "You are the best gunman here, Izou. And I am pretty sure what will happen to you if you can't finish this mission." Crocodile stared strongly into Izou's eyes. That made other man frozen for a moment. "Are you ok?" "Y…Yes, sir." "Good."

-It's harder than I thought.- Izou felt stress while he went back his apartment. -Boss seems to be crazy!- He rubbed his eyes with his hands. -What is the real purpose of this mission? Whitebeard is not a bad person. Why does big boss want to take his head?-

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"Hey hey! Old man. Where are you going?! Don't tell me you are going to that tea house again!." Ace shouted from upstairs and heard his old man laughing loudly. "Hahaha! Yep! Don't come with me, my son. I don't need a bodyguard there. Just stay here and wait for Marco and Thatch come back, kay?" "Awwww….old man. Is that tea house has anything special? Why do you go there every weekend?" "Ummm…..nothing." "Hey!" "I will be back in a few hours, my son, and don't come with me" "I know, I know" Whitebeard smiled, then went out and Ace stayed alone in their house. -I don't understand him anymore!- Ace thought. "Oh shit!" He realized that Thatch told him to check some folders in his room. He ran into Thatch's room and did what he should have done before Thatch came back.

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"Ah….as I predicted" Marco said to himself and called other person. "Hey Ace! Are you here?" "Yeah, Marco?" He heard that voice from Thatch's room. "Where is old man? Tea house again?" "Yep." "Why don't you follow him? It's your duty!" "I know but he didn't want me to follow him today." Marco blinked. -Old man never be like this before. What's wrong?- He said nothing to Ace and went out again. When he had stepped out of the door, Thatch waved to him. He had arrived for a few minutes. "Hey, Marco." "Hey, I will go out for a while" "Okay!" -Is there anything special at the tea house?- Marco thought curiously. -Old man always brings Ace there but not this time.-

Marco had arrived at the tea house where his old man usually visits. He saw a receptionist smiled and invited him inside. -Shit. Why am I have to be in this place?- Marco closed his eyes for adjusting to the orange light, then asked a receptionist. "Excuse me, I want to be with my father, an old man with white beard." "You mean Mr. Whitebeard, the famous business man?" "Yes." "So, you have to be Mr. Marco." "Aha." "Please wait a minute sir. I have to ask him for permission." Marco nodded and stood there. He didn't surprise anymore when some receptionist looked at him and tried to catch his attention. Because Whitebeard is famous, Marco, Thatch and Ace are well-known too. A few minutes later, the receptionist came out, said nothing but smiled. Marco almost asked her/him again but he had saw someone was supporting his drunken old man for not to fall. Whitebeard wrapped an arm around that person's waist, his head leaned against others. "Old man!" Marco walked hurriedly to support his father but the old man didn't want his offer. "Ayyy….am…kay!...Marrrrco…drive..fa meee….and Izzz…o." "Old man." Marco frowned, looked at other person's face, skin, shape and… -Yeah, beautiful. Oh shit! This is a man. What the hell?!- "Hey wait!" Marco yelled, pointed at that person who was letting old man sat in car. The pretty face man turned to look at him, blinked like a girl. "You will go home yourself, won't you?" That man smiled attractively to him before answered the question. "No, sir. Mr. Whitebeard had designated me." Marco's face was red with anger. "I cannot allow you to go come with us, especially in this time." "Sir, I don't want to argue with you." He said calmly. "It's during my work hours and your father had designated me for half a day." "Hah! What does it mean? 12 hours?" "Yes." "Wait! What the…" Marco didn't know what to say. He shut his mouth and held his head with a hand in defeated. "Can I come in?" "….…" "Sir ?" "Yes, but only this time." "Thank you, sir. I'm Izou." "Me, Marco." He looked at Izou who was sitting in his car. -Don't you think I never want to know your name hah?! Cross-dressing man.-

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"WHAT THE HELL?!" Ace shouted at the newcomer in the morning. He don't know that Izou came with old man last night. "You came here with old man ,eh?" "Yes." Izou answered him calmly then said. "…and it's about time to leave" "hah! Good." Marco said, stood behind Izou. The pretty face man glared at him and frowned. "Hey, Marco! Why don't you tell me anything? I had just knew that he was in our house when he had went downstairs and met me!" "Hey, Ace. Stop please. You too, Marco." Thatch appeared among these three men. "You don't need to angry with him, sir." Izou talked to Ace. "I didn't do anything bad in your house and as I said, I'm about to leave. I'm sorry." "No. No. No. It's not your fault." Thatch pat Izou's shoulder. "Thatch, you know nothing." Marco said, folding his arm across his chest and looking into Izou's eyes. "Don't TRUST him!" "Marco! You are being impolite." Everyone looked at the old man who was walking downstairs. "Old man…." Marco said in his throat, disappointed. "Izou, you don't need to go back there." Whitebeard talked to Izou, smiling widely. "Ehhhhh?!" Ace and Thatch' s mouths opened wide with curiosity, whereas Marco hid his face behind his palms. "Oh! What do you mean, sir?" "Please live with us here, Izou" "Old mannnnnn!" The triple trouble shocked with old man's consideration. They disbelieved what they just heard. Izou's eyes widened, his face flushed. "Hey, hey! He is in that tea house, isn't he?" Marco protested. He tried to change old man's mind because he didn't trust Izou anymore. "That's not a problem." Whitebeard answered his son, smiling brightly. "Because I'm rich. Hahahahaha!" "Yeah. We all know that" Ace said faintly, scratched his head while Thatch didn't know what to do. "I will go to the tea house myself to designate him for all his life." He hugged Izou tightly. "Welcome to our family, Izou. You are a part of us from now on!" Izou hugged him back. His heart beat wildly. -Yes! First step of my plan had finished! You don't need to wait too long my boss.- He hid his devilish smile in the old man's chest. Marco frowned, said nothing.

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Izou can get along with Ace and Thatch in a few days, but Marco…. "Hey! What are you doing here?" Izou turned back and saw Marco was walking to him slowly. -Shit! This guy again.- "Shopping." He answered, tried not to be annoyed with Marco, who follows him every day and everywhere he goes. "Hah! You don't need to help our cook." "He has appendix surgery today. Don't you know that?" "We can eat outside." "No you can't" "Why not?" "I think everyone must tired of working. What will better than home-cooked meals?" "You said like you can cook." "I can" "I'm not sure. If you couldn't cook very well, we would have to eat outside." Izou was starting angry. He stopped walking and turned to face other man who was smiling mischievous. "What's your problem, Marco?" "Hehehehe….nothing." "Stop following me and mind your own business." "Hey, you can't order me around." "Don't mess with me!" "I had just said, you CAN'T ORDER ME around." "Who cares?!" The long hair man frowned and almost threw a basket he was carrying to Marco. Fortunately, Marco stopped teasing him but smirked. He hope other man will calm down. "Smile for what?" He asked but didn't want to hear the answer anymore, so he walked away. "I will pay for you, kay?" "NO." -Hehehe. Finally, you expressed your bad mood, how amazing! - He saw Izou was walking so far from him. He smiled faintly, followed that slimmer man quietly.

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"Yeah, I see. You never leave him alone." Thatch said happily, sitting near Marco. "Hmm. There's nothing special. I don't trust him, you know." "Really?" "Yep." Silence filled the air between them until Ace ran into the room they were in. "H..hey guys!" Ace shouted to them from the door, gasping for breath. "Yo! What's that?" Thatch waved to him while Marco sat, said nothing and was emotionless. "Wanna go out with me tonight?" "Eh?" Thatch's eyebrows bowed with doubtfulness. "Where?" Marco asked, not much interested. "The Supernova bar. You know that, Marco. It's near the tea house you met Izou." Marco blinked but said nothing and was emotionless again." "He's not in a mood to go out." Thatch said. "…because Izou is here." "Eh?! What does it mean 'Izou is here' ? Like Marco doesn't want to go out because Izou is here." "Nothing. Both of you stop talking in this stupid topic!" Marco glared at Thatch who was trying to tell something to Ace by his eyes. Ace blinked and smirked. "Aww…. Marco. Why don't you join Thatch and me tonight? Just enjoyed music and relax." Silence "Marco." Thatch called him. "Hope you come with us." Then he walked out of the room. "Ace, come here, leave him alone." "Kay."

Marco was not happy today. First, Izou went out in the morning and came back in the afternoon, said nothing to him and was in his bedroom until now. Second, old man told him that he will not come back home today because of his business and he didn't need Ace to be with him there. Third, because of those two reasons, he couldn't find anything interest to do. -Should I go out with those two? But what about Izou? Old man told me to take care of this person.- Marco thought carefully then stood up, walking pass Ace and Thatch in the dining room. "Marco!" Ace called him. "Yes?" "How about going out tonight?" "I have to bring Izou with us. If he agreed, I would go with you." Thatch and Ace nodded, and then turned to look at each other. "So, everything you had told me is the truth." Ace whispered with Thatch. Other man nodded, smiling faintly.

Marco went upstairs, standing in front of Izou's room and then knocked the door. "Yes?" "It's me." He waited a second. Izou opened the door and faced him. He was as pretty as ever. "Izou, you can't be alone this night. It's old man's order, so come with me." Other man smiled attractively, that made Marco stunned for a while. "I don't want to go anywhere with you but…. this time I have no choice." "Yea, I know" "Why don't you stay here with me? Why do you want to go out?" "Ace and Thatch want me to go with them." Marco answered calmly, looking into Izou's eyes, and then his lips. He smirked, almost lost his mind but Izou's voice brought him back. "I see. I really have no choice." A slimmer man was about to close the door but Marco pushed it opened wide and walked in. "Go out." "You can't order me here, you know." "So, what do you want?" "Wanna see you're fine." "….." "..and I'm glad you can come with us." "…" "Please don't wear Japanese woman dress, kay?" And then, he leaned forward and kissed Izou's cheek. "Hey!" Izou flinched, blushed and pushed other man away. "How can I trust you hah?!" Marco smiled, said nothing and walked out. -You idiot!- Izou frowned, touched his cheek and still blushing.

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At the Supernova bar

Four members of Whitebeard's family were sitting around a table among the crowd. They were in black clothes. Izou didn't use a lipstick this night, but he still look like a woman. Thatch and Ace enjoyed drinking and talking at their table. Marco poured wine for Izou then said. "Why don't you try this?" "Thanks, Marco." "Do you like this bar?" "Hmmm." He sipped his drinks, didn't want to answer that question. Marco scratched his head, wasn't sure what to say. "Hey, Izou. Don't be quiet like this, just relaxed." Thatch said. "Yep. We don't have free time like this so often." Ace added, drank his glass of beer with a big gulp. "I know, sorry." Izou said, then stood up and walked away. Other two but Marco glared at each other. Marco followed Izou and caught his arm. "Where are you going?" "Toilet. Don't follow me, please." "I have to go with you. You know, it is old man's order." Izou said nothing, keep walking among the crowd. "Marco." He called other man when they had been in a toilet. "Yes?" Marco blinked, Izou stared at him strongly. "Why did you kiss me?" "…..uhhh…" Marco shocked with the question. "Answer me." "uh..Izou….I.." Marco was trying to find some good words but he couldn't finish his speech, other person had come in. Izou's eyes widen with surprise but keep quiet. - Oh! My boss.- Marco was about to turn his head to see who was, but Izou leaned forward and quickly kissed his lips. Two slim hands hang around Marco's neck firmly, and then moved one hand down to touch his back. All Izou do was for distracting Marco. Crocodile was standing there and looking at those two kissing. A few second later, he realized he should leave, so he leaved the toilet silently. Izou saw his boss leaving, pushed other man away. Marco gazed in to those eyes, full with doubtfulness. The pretty face man looked away. Silence filled the air between them, no one said a word. A few minutes later, Marco cleared his throat, caught other person's attention. "You had just asked me why I kissed you, Izou." "…Yes." "Can I ask you with the same question?" "No." "Heh?! Why not?" "I don't want you to know, although I have many reasons. So, don't ask me." "It's not fair." "You don't have to answer me about that. Forget it." Izou walked out the toilet, Marco followed him then asked. "Do you love me?" Izou stopped when he had heard Marco's voice behind him, turned to face other man's eyes. "Answer me, Izou." "No." Izou closed his eyes for not to express his feeling. Marco frowned with disappointment. "Izou!" He grabbed Izou's arm and pulled him to his chest. Those attractive eyes widen, and He tried to push away but Marco didn't let him go. "Hey! How dare you do this to me?!" "Oh! How fierce you are! Calm down." "Grrrrr…" "Hahaha! What you can do?" "Hey, hey! You two, what's wrong?" Thatch ran into them, released Izou from Marco. "Nothing." Izou lied, gave Marco a death glare. Thatch looked at Izou, and then backed to Marco. He kept the curiosity in his mind. "Let's go back the table. We are looking for you." "Yea." Marco said. "And you don't need to worry about us."

They were sitting at their table again. Izou didn't say anything but he was thinking about how to report to Crocodile. - I met him. Did he come here to observe me?- "Yo! Izou." Ace called. "You look unhappy. What's wrong?" "Hmm... nothing. Merely a headache, but it's not a problem." He lied, sipped his drinks and looked away.

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"Awww. Ace! Can't you walk straight, hah?" Thatch complained with Ace's arm hanging around his neck. "Yeahhh….ab…beautyyy…full…nayyy!" The drunk Ace slured, his free hand pointed to the sky. Izou giggled, and Marco smiled faintly because of Izou's voice. They had just arrived home. Thatch pushed Ace on sofa. "What should I do?" "HAHAHAHAHA!" Marco laughed at Ace who was sleeping and snoring loudly. "He fell asleep so fast! HAHAHAHA!" "Hey! Don't laugh and walk away. We have to do something." "Yeah." He looked at Izou who was about to go upstairs, and then called him. "Izou. Good night." "Good night, Marco. You too, Thatch." "Yea." Thatch muttered, looked at both of them curiously. - There are something strange between them. Marco never told me! -

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To be continued.

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