Hello everyone! I developed a small fixation for a certain Red Head..so I decid to try to write is not my first language so please be nice! See ya!
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The sun rose higher,popping up from the relatively calm sea,and she had not slept, she have the watch on the crow's nest .
'Holding out her arms to the sky,she had never stopped to scan the horizon and though the night had been relatively quiet, since they had embarked on the journey beyond the Red Line, the anxiety had taken the place of tranquility in every case.
Whatever danger could appear suddenly, even now, that it seemed unlikely, total silence reigns.
The ship was still wrapped in sleep and so all his companions, with the exception,and she was sure of this ,of the lone figure under her, leaning on the parapet with his back, was polishing his blades in perfect silence, so much silence that if she was not accustomed to the fact that every morning she found him in that position would not have heard for sure.
It was the only early riser besides her,others, that horde of barbarians without control, always rose more 'late from their couches although very early compared to the Captain.
She descended with a graceful leap in front of the lonely polisher who get up 'his head not at all surprised by her sudden appreance.
The glitter of the sun struck the helmet that he wore always, or so it seemed much was part of him.
In the past, when they met for the first time and even after she had joined the crew, tormented him in many ways to know why he's wore the mask, what was so terrible that he wanted to hide, and abused him constantly telling that if his appearance was so horrible to bring a damn helmet, he might as well if he took that away so he can scare enemies with his uglyness.
She hope that in this way he finally lost his temper, throwing his helmet on the ground and show the face telling him to black anger: "Are you happy now?" But it had never happened.
Indeed he had proved unflappable and she eventually,almost without realizing it, had come to accept, indeed to believe that the Killer's face was unconsciously that..She smile at the thought.
E greeted him with a nod of her chin.
Killer grunted under the mask and lowered his head on his arms, which now are brightness but he continued to clean up undeterred and manic.
"It 'was another night without a hitch .." she sighed, sitting down next to her feet resting her head on the boards of the ship.
And continued, not finding a reaction from him"Except for the snoring of those I don't feel quiet, you don't have the same feeling?" Killer nodded at her,without uttering a sound, and she turned to him with a smile." I do not understand why you get up so early, if you don't talk before noon Killer, really, a mummy is certainly more chatty!"Killer chuckled under his helmet eyeing his nakama from small holes that the mask have.
Clelia was always wake up as if she had never needed to sleep, even though she had dark circles under her brown eyes denounced the fatigue that she was evidently tired, but she refused to show that to the saw her curl on herself, keeping her knees with her arms fully tattooed while a strange chill or who knows what else, shook her imperceptibly for others but not for Killer.. he was a good observer.
Since they had left for the New World she had not been more '"quiet", as she often admitted in their conversations. And he was sure not for the scenes she had seen in recent days,cities razed to the ground, haunted islands, and dead pirates.
That was most time that she was in the crew,she had joined them with Heat, and was ruthless like them,or at least kept to appear like that,obviously she don't want get the Captain mad.
Yet Killer could see in her eyes the fear, especially the fear of the unknown, of not knowing what was waiting for them around the corner, that's why since they had left willingly took the place on the crow's nest, that role there, the guard evidently it made her feel more 'at safe.
Killer sighed shaking his head and momentarily freed from the thought of cleaning her precious blades slipped on the boards to sit next to her. In the meantime she had pulled out of the pocket of her torn pants blacks an object of metal, and she twirled that in his hands thoughtfully,undecided to use or less at that hour of the morning.
She realized that Killer was sitting beside her, as usual,and then, just as she wanted to practice, and as indeed he expected, she took the metal object to her lips and began to blow into, composing the usual melody good morning that marked the end of their morning" we say" intimacy, calm down her, and began the day.
Nothing calmed her as sitting with Killer playing her called the melody of the song that was playing good morning in her head ,'cause as if she had uttered the word "melody" on the ship, all the others would have laughed and probably the Captain would kill her because a Kidd pirate not could express itself in a way so..sweet and female.
Besides, she thought, as she continued to blow and felt her tense body relax for the familiar music produced by herself, she had given up on all possible charms that a woman could even think of having since she joined them.
Not that she was a woman who loved the frills anyway, but sometimes looking at the other women, who went around bobbing with their colorful bikinis or their low-cut sweaters and mostly could speak freely to their Captain, and even scold him, as she had heard that the Navigator of Mugiwara did, a twinge of envy rode in bones.
She could not even think of being able to scold Eustass, though he deserved it all the time, and especially could not dress like most 'because the outfit of the crew was decided by the same arrogance that gave orders that she could not refuse .
She had sworn allegiance with his friend Heat and therefore even if she bit her tongue continuously, when she understood that she had reached its limit only to hear the mention of the lullaby continues his orders to her preferred raise heels and leave rather than starting a verbal duel that would have only resulted in broken bones and umiliations.
He seems very happy when she running away,because most of the time he sent someone to catch her, and that someone was either Heat or was Wire, so she eventually gave up, and instead of engaging in a fight with two of them, it would be meaningless because they were her nakamas, she returned to listen, and finally to obey, never give him the satisfaction of looking down in front of him, while the poor guy on duty was holding her by the shoulders and said quietly with that gesture to calm down.
And then Eustass grinning, happy to have once again control over her.
One note came out crooked from her harmonica, awakening Killer by his listening, and she from her thoughts, now that the song was ruined not had more 'point staying to blow.
Clelia frowned again, thinking that Kidd also spoiled her music.
Killer looked puzzled, trying to see her expression now that kept her head down and her long brown hair covered her face entirely.
"What? "he said,saying the first sentence of the day.
Clelia looked up watching him and he noticed her angry expression." Your fucking Captain ruined my ability to play! "cried nervous,after she smiled realizing she had said a stupid thing.
Kidd not was there and probably would not be there for hours. "He's'even your fucking captain and I don't think it's good to say fucking loud when he's might to get up..you know what happens when he doesn't end his sleep." Killer said, half-seriously, and Clelia was sure he was grinning behind the mask. "Yeah..I know what happens .." muttered her losing her smile, remembering that the last time she had woken up him because of an attack by a sea monster, (And she had done it to him because Killer ordered her, telling her that he would be angry beyond all expectations if he could not fight) he had smartly slapped on the back of her head, knocking her to the ground with a thud, and after leaving his room cursing leaving her to touch her aching head.
From that day she had no more 'dared to cross the threshold of his room except upon invitation, which rarely happened since he seemed irritated with her for each thing.
And she had accepted the fact that the captain simply could not bear her.
He asked her to join his crew, and though she understood his reasons, since she was a good fighter,even she don't bore him 'that much, she does not even ask the reason for the unwarranted hates women?
She almost never behaved like a woman,but Clelia supposed that Eustass wanted Heat with him, and since he had found them together and understood that was to take them both for who wished actually as a member, he had made that request, but none could overcome his prejudices toward women and especially toward "that blob of shitty tattoes" that was her for him.
She sighed, looking the tattoos she had on her arms, chest and neck, just like Heat,as she had done those with him, although her were was proud of her tattoes because she wanted them following a disastrous event that had involved her and her friend, and she had not spoken of that to anyone, even Killer and Wire which felt genuine affection for them, after all that time.
Shocking her head at the thought, when she heard the first sounds coming from inside the ship, and especially Killer's legs that rose from the earth and that which was announced her to go to work, like him anyway.
And while she also lifted her, pulling off the dust from the nail skin sleeveless she wore, was struck by the feeling of being observed.
Infact not far from them, with arms folded across his broad chest,was the fucking Captain watched them with a look of pure dismay grim or something more.
They could not have woken him! Clelia swallowed anxiously. "Or maybe yes?" she thought. "What the hell are you doing? Enjoying the morning breeze? We have an infinity of things to do, and the next island is just an hour away .. "quickly snarled, slamming his white teeth between them.
He was without the usual black lipstick, and his red hair that used to fired up like a bright flame were falling out in clumps on the forehead giving him an innocent look.
Clelia, was a little bewildered. "Where the hell are his ugly glasses?" She thought swaying their bare feet and waiting for Killer respond to his allegations, since she did not want to irritate him even more 'and did not want to suffer the she couldn't help to scrutinize him with curiosity because she did not understand why he look so unusual.
"Kidd .." Killer said with a note of confusion in tone, giving voice to her thoughts, "Why do you have hair on your face? where are your stupid pussy glasses-clip? "
Killer was the only one who could talk to him that way without being killed, and Clelia is fully enjoyed the insult that he had given him very calmly sketching an involuntary sneer that Kidd unfortunately see 'in spite of the locks on his eyes. "Shut up! and You .. "He hissed at her struggling to reach them and grabbing her by the hair in a flash," Do not try more 'to laugh unless you do not want to end up in the sea again and don't see Heat around ready to jump to return your worthless ass on my ship! "Clelia snorted irritated and tried to wriggle out of the socket, but it was lifted from the ground, and of course Killer would not help, certainly if Eustass had tried to kill her, maybe he would have deterred but now as usual he stood apart from their "skirmishes", since in his twisted logic she provoked him and she had to pay the consequences.
Clelia sighed and put her hand on the Captain's trying to make him desist from the outlet, and looked at him again, since he was so close and unusual in that aspect. "Master Kidd," she began clenching his teeth against the pain "your glasses are over there '..' and pointed to a crate of rhum turned with those stupid glasses-clip on.
She saw that as soon as he had lifted her from the ground and thought it was the only way to extricate the hook .He,infact turned his head sharply and stopped to growl , following her finger, and soon after released his grip on her hair throwing her to the ground with roughness.
Clelia got up almost immediately she feeling Killer laughed beneath the mask.
"You're an ass Slaughtermaster, when are you going to help me to kill him?" She hissed irritated and Killer shrugged silently saying "Never."
He saw Kidd put on his glasses in a hurry as if they were part of his body, and turning to them again annoyed. "Killer!we have to discuss some thinghs..and you -hissed irritated without looking at her- go to prepare the fucking food and trying to do a decent thing for once! "
Clelia snorted and go away 'briskly toward the galley, when again she was grabbed by the hair with violence and knowing what was wrong folded her arms across her chest while Eustass turned she toward her waiting "Sure Master Kidd" She hissed, looking for a moment and seeing the damn fun in his damned amber eyes now discovered by the fringe .
Then he put her back down again, this time with unusual delicacy and disappear waving his stupid coat. Clelia gritted her teeth and ran towards the galley hoping that this was the last time she had something to do with fucking Captain for that day.