A/N: Hiya everyone, this is a Doflamingo x Crocodile yaoi story, you will most surely come across some graphic sex scenes and so on. The story is set somewhere before the Alabasta Arc, when Crocodile was still a member of the Shichibukai. This is my first ever fanfic, and English is also not my native language, so you will most certainly find some grammatical mistakes. Bear with me please. -_-
Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece or its characters, rights belong to Eichiro Oda, and I make no money or profit from this fanfiction. This is just for pure fun!
Prologue
They assembled at the Navy Headquarters at dusk, the infamous group of government dogs, despised but feared and respected by many – the Shichibukai. Summoned to an important meeting all seven of them fidgeted uncomfortably in their chairs listening to what the Fleet Admiral had to say. Some of them were clearly annoyed, some looked neutral (well, only Bartholomew Kuma in fact) and some of them very amused.
One could tell a lot about their personalities just by looking at their body language;
Gekko Moriah was grinning menacingly, continuously flapping his feet up and down like a child while playing with Doppelman. Boa Hancock was sitting with her arms and legs crossed, occasionally looking at her reflection in the nearby window, stroking her raven black hair.
Dracule Mihawk sat with his eyes closed, his expression calm and mysterious, and even though he was sitting just next to Boa, he didn't seem to pay attention to her at all. (his pose clearly saying "unapproachable") Kuma sat in his chair with his back straight and his arms placed on his knees, listening intently to the Fleet Admiral's speech and occasionally stroking his trusty Bible.
On the other end of the room Sir Crocodile was pretty much sulking. His furry coat gently hugged his shoulders, a thick cigar hung loosely from the corner of his mouth, his brows furrowed. He utterly despised these meetings and was especially annoyed when Sengoku exclaimed they were to stay there for three days. Although they were a waste of his precious time, he needed to suck it up and participate for the sake of his own plans.
Sitting opposite to him, Doflamingo was grinning and looking god-knows-where (you could never tell because of those sunglasses of his). Totally laid back, he was rocking in his chair and seemed to be having a great time. He kept gazing over to the other members, examining their expressions and giggling quietly to himself, especially while looking at Crocodile. Why? Doffy loved to make fun of people, their angry reactions to his teasing really amused him, but the most amusing of all was probably the Croc. While Boa's screams and tries to petrify him, and Mihawk's passive-aggressive reactions were kind of adorable, Crocodile was his absolute favorite pick. He always had this expression that said "I'm an easy target, shoot!" so Doffy, a bully at heart, felt he had to give him his best. Every. Single. Time. Crocodile even tried to kill him on various occasions, swinging his golden hook dangerously close to his face, with Doffy avoiding him while playfully jumping back and forth – the only part of him damaged so far was his fluffy, pink coat.
He just couldn't believe they were going to stay there for three whole days. Oh, so many people to taunt, this was going to be his prime time!
The accommodation wasn't bad either; although they were and always will technically be just a bunch of lowlife pirates, being government dogs had its advantages. Each was assigned a huge, lavishly furnished room located in a separate building, far away from the government officials, the food served was delicious and the service impeccable. It wasn't the same as the palace at Dressrosa but it was more than decent. True, he will have to listen to Sengoku's pointless speeches during daytime, but as soon as it gets dark, he can relax, eat, drink, and hang out with his fellow Shichibukai. He already prepared a list of things he was planning to do to his colleagues and their potential reactions (especially that of the Croc) filled him with growing delight.
Grinning and contemplating, Doffy's gaze got stuck on Crocodile, and even though he couldn't see his eyes, at one point Crocodile noticed he was without a doubt looking at him. His face momentarily transformed into an ugly grimace and the scar that ran across his face distorted with rage. He unconsciously bit his cigar too hard, causing it to break.
- Damn flamingo bastard – he thought, twitching by the realization he will be spending three fucking days in close proximity to this idiot. He'll just have to do his best to avoid the pink prankster, although he knew it would be impossible to completely escape his antics.
Doflamingo could hardly contain his laughter at the sight of Crocodile's face, quickly averting his gaze elsewhere. His lips curled in an even more menacing grin when he reminded himself of something: this time will be special because he had an ace up his sleeve. (for which he had his trusty subordinate, Caesar Clown, to thank.) – Fufufu, I might actually lose my head over this one – Doffy thought to himself while hardly being able to contain his excitement.
A/N: Chapter 1 is almost finished so I'm really hoping someone reviews this. :)
