Hey there :)

Something new, because I have full ten days off work and time 3

(God, I love having actual time to write.)

Anyway, I came up with this after seeing some pics from an artist called rikkarokka and I really hope you like it!

This is not beta´d yet and I´m tired, so please ignore any mistakes :P


The sun was shining low, it was evening and a blonde man was walking through town. It was warm outside, although he could fell that it would get chilly soon.

The island they were currently on, was a bit of an, like Marco thought, ancient one. The roofs of the buildings were thatched with straw, torches burning, the smell of food in the air. People in kimono everywhere – well, that might be because of the annual celebration of some sort of god, or stuff like that. He didn´t even care.

He sighed, and made his way through the crowd, making his way back to the ship, to get dressed. Pops send him ahead, to see if there were any enemies or marines, but the island was clear, everything was peaceful, the people excited for the feast.

He reported, and the rest of the crew cheered happily, they had been at sea long enough and were looking forward to head to town.

He got to his room and opened his closet, pulling out the only garment he had for the occasion, a light blue kimono with a simple pattern and a dark blue haori, the obi was bright yellow. Izou picked it for him, years ago. He stripped, slipping in the dark blue under-garment, and the kimono right after. Sighing again, he finished his outfit with the usual white tabi and zori.

Marco never would admit it, but wearing something like that was actually really comforting, the soft fabric cozy on his skin.

A knock on the door broke his train of thought and he took some Berry before he went to open it.

And then his breath got taken away.

"You ready to go?" Ace asked, grinning up at him. Marco couldn´t find words at the first moment. The raven wore an dark red kimono, the collar of his undergarment showed a black and white pattern, his obi was black and he wore his hair back with a comb, that Izou must have forced him to wear. To simply put it, he looked amazing, the fabric caressing his body.

"Sure, yoi. Where are the others?" he asked, after a short pause, trying to overact his staring from before and went next to Ace, to go on deck.

His voice gladly gave out nothing from what he was feeling, so he just needed to avoid the ravens gaze. If there was one thing that Ace couldn´t find out, then it was that he had feelings for the younger, a long time now, and he had no idea whatsoever how to handle that.

It wasn´t like he never had been in love. He was in love but...it was mostly when he felt himself falling for someone on an island where he knew he would leave soon, but this time, he had to admit, he was falling way too fast for his liking, and seeing the younger every day was not helping that fact.

"They left before. " Ace answered him, smiling. "But I wanted to go alone with you, so...I waited."

Marco noticed the blush on his cheeks and couldn´t help but smile.

"Why´s that, yoi?" he asked quietly, eyes locked on Ace´s face, who´s cheeks reddened even more.

Instead of answering he slowly reached out for the older, until their hands touched, without even lowering their speed.

Marco´s heart skipped a beat, he was looking at his hand, tangled in Ace´s, his gaze slowly wandering upwards, until he met the shy look the raven was giving him.

He pressed the youngers hand reassuringly, and together they made their way to town, the sun setting slowly.

If anyone ever told Ace, that he would ever walk next to Marco, even holding hands, attempting to go to a feast, he wouldn´t believe it. A smile was set on his lips, his heart beating so loud in his ribcage that he was sure the other would hear it.


They looked around, strolling leisurely through the village, admiring the work of street performances and artists. Both noticed that it was in no way weird, being together, in a couple sort of way, slowly getting close to each other. They laughed, Ace even got ice cream, and was even willing to share it with Marco, who also got a chaste kiss on the corner of his mouth in return.

As the sun was set completely, the people in town were setting for fireworks. Marco and Ace stood slightly outside the crowd, watching, Ace´s eyes glowing. He just loved fireworks.

He noticed Marco move slightly, so he was standing behind him now, and he smiled as the blonde wrapped his arms around him and the raven welcomed the embrace, his hands on the olders. Marco´s chin was on his shoulder, their faces touching, their breaths mingling.

Ace felt himself blushing again, like the thousand time this evening. He was so close, if he would just lean in...

"Ace...?" He could nearly feel Marco´s deep voice at his skin, making him shiver. The blonde pressed a soft kiss at his temple and then returned to his previous position, nuzzling his face with his stubble.

"Yes?"

"I´m glad we´re here together, yoi." Marco whispered, his embrace tightening. "I´m glad you waited."

Ace turned around in the tight hold, the other was holding him in, his hand caressing the blonde´s cheek. Marco´s hands came to lie down on his lower back, pulling him close again. Their eyes met, blue mixing with grey, and both leaning in slowly, careful not to rush things, not to go to fast, not to overstep.

The raven could feel Marco´s breath on his face, his scent washing over him. The last he saw was the blonde´s smile, before he closed his eyes and their lips met for the first time. Both held their breaths, saving the moment, until they found each other again and continued their kiss, Marco´s tongue begging for entrance, and Ace opening his mouth to invite him in. He couldn´t help but moan quietly at the taste of the older, their kiss deepening as Marco pulled him even closer.

After a while, they parted for air, looking at each other, slightly panting, a smile on their faces, their foreheads touching.

"Marco...?"

"Yes?"

"Do you want to stay for the night with me?" he was whispering, his voice hoarse.

"I want to stay with you, for more than just the night, yoi."


So...do you guys want me to write the (possible) smut-part (really fluffy stuff) in this story or post it seperately?

I would be really glad if you would review!

Love, Leia