"I shouldn't be awake. Captain will be so mad." He let a sigh pass his lips while he dropped his hands to his sides. At times like these, he let his thoughts and mind wander in memories. His mind felt clearer. He thought about all he'd experienced.
Looking out of the window, seeing the clear night sky freckled with stars. Everything was so peaceful.
"So pretty." Slipped between his lips, if his friends would hear him, they would be making fun of him. For a brief second he thought he saw a shooting star. Suddenly his thoughts were interupted.
"What was that? I heard something." He looks around, seeing nothing but darkness. Right, it was night, he reminded himself. He walked through the hallway, in silent. Making no noise. He was looking around, slightly scared. Well, who wouldn't be after hearing those scary stories Cabaji told him. He reminded himself not to forget and seek revenge. After passing the captain's door, he walked aback few steps.
"Why is Captain's door open?" He wondered, sneaking his head through the small space. "I think I heard voices." He slightly pushed the door forward to make his head a better access. His captain let out a quiet breath and reached for a switch on his table. At that moment, lights beamed through the room so bright, it was hard to see the night. He then turned around and met the eyes of his crew member. From his position between the door and frame, he could see what appeared like the figure of a woman at the other end of the room. Her body had curves in all the right places. Her figure was defined in a pair of long slim trousers, showing her slim legs and fine hips. He did not manage to catch a glimpse of her upper body and face, he was distracted when his captain cleared his throat, and eyes fixed on him. He did not dare to look at his captain, he mumbled an apology and withdrew his head. He decided to forget what he had just witnessed, for his own good, and headed back to his room. The captain was not famous for having women in his room. He wouldn't care if the rumour would spread through the ship, if it would be a different woman, of course, not this one.
"You are scaring them more than ever." A small smile of satisfaction was playing on her lips. He, on the other hand, did not smile only his lips twitched in annoyance. She walked out of the shadow, her brown hair illuminated by the light. Her brown eyes as deep as the wood hidden under the ground fixed on the man in front of her. He looked on the chair, and then locked his eyes back at her. She was clever enough to know what he meant, she took a seat in front of him, crossing her legs.
"Shut it. What brought you here?" She chuckled as her eyes met his red nose. This time, his eye twitched in annoyance. If he could, he would shut this woman's lips in second. If he only could.
"Thank you for asking, what a gentleman." She said. He had to bit his tongue not to curse at her. "Actually, I have a favour to ask." Hearing the word favour made his stomach upset. He disliked being asked anything, he was the one who was supposed to ask favour and give orders, no? Yet, each time meeting these people had been the opposite.
"If you would be that kind, my dear friend, take me to my father." He brushed his hand through his blue locks. He had to think back at the words which left her mouth. Did she really said friend? They were nothing like that. He groaned, growing more annoyed by the second. The red-haired pirate was the last person he desired to neither see nor meet. He still held a grudge over the things that happened in the past. On the other hand, he felt a slight respect towards him, he couldn't throw his kid out just like that. Later on, he might take an advantage of it. Of course, he will. She saw how he was lost in his thoughts, so she decided to clap her hands in front of his face. Bringing him back to earth, he growled, clearly annoyed as he stood up. It was a quite funny view, to be honest. She remembered that moment when she was still a child and managed to squeeze his red nose. At that thought a giggle left her lips.
"That will not happen. I do not wish to see Shanks! I will give you a small ship and go wherever you want, I could care less." His voice sounded angry and his piercing stare was shooting darts through her head. If stare could kill, this would be that moment where she would be already ten feet under the ground, or in this case, she would have a rock attached to her leg and would be thrown into the ocean. Just like her father, she managed to piss him off with a mere look. He's apparently as annoyed with her as she is with the clown. When she braved a glance his direction, his lips twitched and he gave her a glare.
"I don't know what you are talking about but, be it. Deal!" She took his hand into hers and shook it in agreement. He couldn't help himself but to see the resemblance between her and the red-haired man. He shrugged and walked towards his bed, cleaning his hand into his trousers.
"Where am I supposed to sleep, Buggy?" She looked at him questioningly.
He said, "I don't care! You sneaked into my ship like a thief and are asking me to give you a damn bed or a room? Sleep on the floor, for all I care, you fool." He was already lying on the bed, a smirk curving on his lips. She clicked her tongue. He thought that he won this battle, well, she let him think that way. She did not have the energy to argue with the clown anymore. She groaned in frustration and looked around, seeing nothing but useless things, she sat into the chair he was sitting in a while ago. It was quite big and comfortable. No wonder he was sitting there almost all the time. She turned the light off. Without saying goodnights, she closed her eyes and felt herself slowly drifting away into her dreams, with each calming exhale.