Title: If Eyes Could Blush
Characters: Don Quixote Doflamingo, Shanks, with appearances by Rockstar, Lucky, and Benn Beckman.
Pairing(s): None; Doflamingo/Shanks if you really want to see it though.
Warnings: Don Quixote Doflamingo, crack, Doflamingo gets bored, Doflamingo.
Setting: An island somewhere in the New World, and sometime after Marineford. Possibly set after "The Perfect Man" but it can stand alone.
Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece
"Boss, boss!" Red haired Shanks looked up as Rockstar came running at him. The red headed captain had to hide a smile when his crewman nearly fell into the small campfire.
"Boss, that man! He's here!"
"Oh?" Shanks' brown eyes locked on Rockstar's. "What man?"
"Shichibukai!" Rockstar gasped.
"Oh. Mihawk; no," He corrected, his eyes looking into the forest. "It seems a new face has come to see me."
A spine chilling laugh echoed through the clearing where Shanks had been relaxing with his men as Don Quixote Doflamingo leapt in front of Shanks, only the small fire separating them. Rockstar fell back with a cry, ashamed of himself, but grateful when his captain gave him permission to leave.
"Red haired." The blond Shichibukai grinned manically, the firelight bouncing off of his purple sunglasses.
"Doflamingo." Shanks didn't stand, although his hand rested on his sword. Doflamingo noticed, and moved his left hand, and the blade was drawn.
"Come now Red haired, did you really think I came here to fight you? Fuffuffuffu!" Doflamingo laughed. "There's no profit in that, at least, not yet."
Shanks relaxed his arm slightly, but he didn't drop his guard. "Somehow I can't imagine such an important person coming to see me without a good reason."
Doflamingo flopped down on the ground, his long legs going to either side of him, and his arms going over his eyes.
"I'm bored. You," A finger wagged in Shanks' direction, "amuse me."
Shanks raised an eyebrow. "Me?"
"Yes. You. Make me laugh, cry, shit myself in absolute terror. Anything is better than this." Doflamingo whined.
"And you think I can cure your boredom?" Shanks seated himself again, sheathing his sword.
"Precisely." Doflamingo grinned.
"Any particular reason you think so?"
"You can make Eyes blush, you must be fun."
Shanks stared at him. "I don't think I'm drunk enough to understand."
"Drink and think." The Shichibukai ordered.
The pirate thought about it for a few seconds and laughed.
"You make a fair point, friend." The Captain turned his head to the side. "Bring on the rum."
Almost immediately two large mugs were held out to the captain and his guest. The amused look on Lucky's face when Doflamingo jumped slightly was obvious.
"That is the fattest man I've ever seen. How the hell is he that quiet?" Doflamingo sat up.
Shanks grinned. "Drink and think.'
Doflamingo returned the grin and gulped his rum.
"This is going to be a fun night."
The next morning found most of the Red Haired Pirate crew passed out drunk. Only Benn Beckman and the few crewmembers who had been on watch were conscious when the coffin-shaped boat docked beside the Red Force.
Beckman didn't bother to conceal his smirk. "You've been replaced as the Captain's favorite Shichibukai." He said smugly.
One look at the tangled mess of red and blond hair was all Draculae Mihawk needed. The world's best swordsman turned tail and left.