AmericanNidiot: So I may or may not have created another One Piece fanfiction because of reasons. It is my second idea for an Ace/OC story! Though a friend on tumblr (the lovely admin of dailydoseof-onepiece) is very interested in this being a Mihawk/OC story, but it won't be! HAHA! -laughs- Any questions, comments, and/or concerns will be answered in the next chapter!
A pearl-like jewel no bigger than a passion fruit sat in the clawed hands of a woman with skin as white as snow, which contrasted greatly with the elegant pitch black tails that rested over her hips, shifting every so often as the woman narrowed her ruby gaze at the grinning man across from her. "You do know what you are asking of me, yes?"
"Of course I do, %&$#?!"
The woman growled, baring her fangs, as her ears laid back against her skull. "How many time do I have to tell you to not call me that infernal name?!"
He laughed, throwing his head back, not minding the murderous aura that the woman is directing at him. "Come now! It is such a prettier name than what you call yourself these days! Yoko does not suit such a woman," he chuckled, finally calming himself down.
"Of all the things to wish for, such as ridding yourself of your illness, instead you wish for your unborn child to live?"
"Is that so hard to believe? Just because I am who I am, does not mean a child of mine should bear my sins even after I die."
The naked woman scuffed, burrowing further into her lavish tails, as she clipped the jewel to the black collar she wore around her slender throat. "Only a man born from D. would say such things, Roger." She pointed out, long sharp claws combing through her black tresses. "I have yet to see any of you die without a smile, or to not think of anything but freedom and a better tomorrow… You D's are such strange mortals."
"I know as well as you do that if I had not been a man born from D. then you would disregard my last wish, %&$#?!" chortled Roger as he pulled out a bottle of high class sake from his inner coat pocket, followed by two red drinking saucers. "Do we have an agreement, then?" he continued, pouring them both a healthy amount of alcohol while ignoring the demoness' fit over her name.
Silently fuming, Yoko gave up trying to convince the man to stop using that damned name, and picked up her cup. "Before I damn myself, I do have a few questions…"
"Go on," urged the older looking man, picking up his red glass as well.
"I want to know the names of the unfortunate woman that shared her bed with you, and the names of your unborn runt," she stated, swirling the alcohol around while looking at the ever grinning man.
"Her name is Rouge… Portgas D. Rouge, to be exact."
Hearing this, Yoko threw her head back and barked out a laugh. "A woman-child born from D.! Of course, that would be the only way you would ever show interest in a woman's body!" Roger took the demoness' ribbing good naturedly, knowing full and well that it had been her own brand of affection that seemed cruel to outsiders.
"And our child will be named either Ann if it is a girl, and Ace if it is a boy."
"Ace, huh?" Yoko finally calmed down and began running her index finger over the rim of her cup. "A fine name for a first born… I foresee good fortune befalling him, if your runt turns out to be male…" she commented, and held out the arm the held the alcohol. "In exchange for fulfilling your wish, the moment I fulfill my end, your child is mine to do with as I will, as long as it falls within the guidelines of our agreement. Do you accept these conditions of our contract, Gol D. Roger?"
Never one to falter once his mind had been made up, the Pirate King himself looped his own arm around her outstretched one, hooking each other at the elbows as they brought their hands back towards themselves. "I accept." Both the mortal man and demoness downed the shot shortly after the agreement was finalized. "Take care of my child for me, %&$#?!," the dark haired man said softly, getting up and dusting off his trousers while leaving the bottle behind.
"Leaving so soon? I have yet to kick you in the face for being an annoying bastard yet, Roger," the demoness commented, trying not to sound curious as she filled her cup back up, her heavy tails shifting around to cocoon her in their soft warmth.
Roger chuckled, turning his nickel gray gaze towards the exit of the fox's spacious den, looking past the multiple bright red torii gates that led up into her home, and out towards the sea that stretched for miles past the coast. The view at this point on the island was simply breathtaking, he noted as he casted the deceivingly young looking woman a side glance. "Sadly this shall be the last time I get to enjoy your lovely presence, %&$#?!," he hummed, and quickly made his exit.
"Fate is a cruel, and scornful, woman, just like I am, Roger. After all, it had been fate that you stumbled upon my den, and fate that let you make my dead heart beat once more with life…" is all Yoko said, refusing to look at the man as she turned away from him and exposing her naked unblemished back. She protested against her feelings, unwilling to show the man just how much his brash entrance into her lonely life affected her.
"I'll miss you too, %&$#?!," said the Pirate King, speaking aloud the words his friend denied herself to say. With that being said, he finally left the homely den of the great Kyūbi, and turned himself in to the World Government.
Yoko's heavy black tails wrapped tightly around her as she began sobbing, her fox ears pressed back in sorrow as she cried to the heavens, her Hoshi no Tama weighing heavily from her collar in reminder of the kind man and his wish. "Roger, you fool… You could have wished for me to kill them all, yet instead you walk straight to your death in vain hope that it will keep them away from your family," she cried loudly, tears dampening her fur and nose becoming stuffy. "Your beloved son that you will never see will know hatred and rage, he will know grief and sorrow, and will question his worth to live; however, above all else, he will know love and acceptance, he will know compassion, and above all else he will know what it means to sacrifice oneself for someone you love… You have my word, as the Yoko no Kyūbi, that I shall do whatever it takes to fulfill your wish," Yoko swore to herself, using her sharp claw to mark an X over her heart.