This is my 2nd OP fanfic.

English isn't my 1st language, so if there's any mistakes, i apology.

This fanfic is for Julyan(原稿中) ^o^ Thanks for those nice fanarts of this pair you draw!

His Decision

Fandom : One Piece

Pairing :Kuzan/Doflamingo

"Ready?"

A tall blond haired guy in a black suit with a pink fur coat nodded as an answer for that short question.

"Then, let's go."

"Wait, Vergo." the blond called.

"What?"

"My sunglasses..."

"Oh, my apology," Vergo took out a glasses box and handed it to the other, "here you are."

The blond smiled toothily and took the box from Vergo's hand.

Vergo waited for him to put on sunglasses, then, he started to lead the other to the main gate of this studio building.

Once they stepped outside, waves of fans, reporters and paparazzi jumped on them. Vergo and a couple of bodyguards tried to block those information hungers away from the blond while they all hurried to the awaiting car.

They finally made it to the car. Vergo gently push the blond inside the car first, then followed to sit next to him and closed the door. The blond leaned back on his seat as he looked outside the window where waves of people, his fans out there were trying to take photos of him, waving hands or screaming his name, some even crazier that running after his car.

"Crazy isn't it?" The blond said as he flashed a fake smile to the fans while the car was slowly, successfully, moved forward and away from the crowd.

"They're so annoying."

"True. But they're your fans, Doffy." Said Vergo in mono-tone, "and because of them, you're you today."

"Right, right."

Another boring day goes by...

He, Donquixote Doflamingo, a very popular model, sighed as he thought back to the very first days he joined this modeling agency which he was not popular at all.

Before this, Doflamingo grew up in a wealthy family. He had been living his life like a king until one day, he lost everything in a fire, that burned down his house, along with money and family. And so his life has never been the same since then.

Alone, he had to live either on roadsides or slums depended on stealing in order to survive for years. Fortunately, his luck never abandon him as Vergo found him one day and introduced him to the agency, so, here he was, a successful supermodel today.

Not for long, the car brought them to Doflamingo's luxury apartment. Doflamingo stepped out from the car, ready to hurried up to his room when Vergo called him.

"Hey, Doffy."

Doflamingo turned to his personal manager and smiled, "what? You wanna follow me up too?"

Vergo shook his head, "not today."

"Then, what?"

Vergo handed him a pink fur coat, "you forgot this."

Doflamingo thanked the other, took his fur coat (which he did not remember when he took it off during a journey)and walked inside the building.

He was reading his favorite book on the sofa while waiting for the time to pass by till nightfall. Normally, Vergo would sent him home right at the front door almost every day, plus, sometime even spend a night or two with him here, but today he did not, Doflamingo thought it was good that he finally had some privacy.

He set the book down before got up and changed to a casual outfit, black T-shirt and white pants. Next, he grabbed a car key and left his room to go downstairs to the parking lot.

Minutes later, a black Chevrolet Cruze was out of the parking lot and on the road. Doflamingo often had a drive at night. It was the only chance that he could be outside without his sunglasses and people barely recognized him. He did not know how long he had been driving but he just continued to drive until he was out of town.

He opened windows as he drove along the roadside outside the city. Night breeze calmed him and he loved it so much that he closed his eyes, slowly stepped on a break to slow the car down.

Suddenly, his car hit something, followed by a thud sound. He parked his car immediately and hurried out. In front of his car, there was a bicycle lying on the ground together with its owner.

Holy shit...

Doflamingo was about to help when the other groaned and slowly sat up. He was a long, lean build guy, almost the same height as Doflamingo. He had black, curly hair cut to chin length that fans out at the tips. The guy wore a dark green long coat on top of a white t-shirt, along with a pair of black pants, boots and gloves, with a small backpack.

"Are you ok?" asked Doflamingo as he lifted the bicycle up from the guy. He noticed that one of the other's legs was in a weird angle. "I apologize. My bad. Hang on, I'll call the ambulance."

"No need." Said the guy as he tabbed at his distorted leg, "it's artificial. Didn't hurt."

"But..."

"Guess it's broke." The guy sighed as he tried to stand up but found it difficult. "Luckily I got a spare part at home."

Doflamingo helped him up. "Let me drive you home."

"Oh, it's ok. I can manage..."

"No," Doflamingo interrupted him and asked, "does your bike can be flip?"

"Nope."

"Okay, then," he lift the other's bicycle and mounted it to the back of his car before opened the passenger side door. "Come on in."

The dark haired guy scratched the back of his neck, "well, thank you, mister." He slowly made his way to the car and got in, "excuse me."

When everything was ready, Doflamingo got in the car and drove off.

TBC...