Um ,well, this is my first fanfic on here and it's a lot of stuff so please write nice things. This story is also set in a time where Luffy has already become pirate king, Zoro became greatest swordsman, you know. I hope you enjoy.

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It was a quiet night on Kuja island. Well, maybe not outside. You could hear the festival outside from miles away. Heck, maybe even the sea monsters heard it, but this wasn't the thing that brought Hancock's attention down there. The festival going on outside was definitely a reassuring way of saying goodbye, but her eyes were only glued to Luffy. The center of attention as usual. The one taking Hancock away from her beloved island.

Hancock and Luffy had gotten into a relationship after Luffy came back to visit after achieving his dream 2 years ago. Hancock was surely happy, being able to shoot the possibilities of death and loneliness in the head with one shot. Hancock has met all of Luffy's crew mates. She loved everyone of them.

She loved Nami who could control even the worst of the worst. She loved how Nami and her could talk nights on end about their troubles. She loved how she could always confide in Nami when the time calls for it.

She could see Nami down in the festival, walking next to Sanji, as they checked the stands in their shimmering blue and orange kimonos.

'Cute.' Hancock thought.

Speaking of the love cook, she absolutely adored him. He had somehow quit his habits, well almost, of hitting on girls shortly after getting into a relationship with Nami, which Hancock could imagine wouldn't be a pillow if he was caught ogling other girls. She loved his cooking even if she had insisted on making the dinner sometimes. She loved how he was absolutely one of the cutest men to walk on this earth. Not cute, as in finding him attractive in a sexual way, since she loved only Luffy, but cute as in he had a way with opening his eyes and closing his eyes while he smiled a smile Hancock could only smile back at. He had a little ahoge and his blush was even better than hers.

Hancock smiled down up them.

She drew her attention away from those two and spotted another pair she'd recognize any day.

Hancock had been intimidated by Luffy's first crewmate, Roronoa Zoro. She was intimidated by his burning resolve, his brute strength, and his swords. She knew he wouldn't have dared to let anyone touch his swords, but as Robin had informed her, it was only for good reason. Robin had said that she'd touched his Kitetsu once and it had been so bloodthirsty she was almost willing to give up her blood up to them herself. Robin wasn't easily scared like that so Hancock took her advice. Well, she didn't look scared.

'Could Robin be a masochist?'

She loved everyone on Luffy's crew like her own, since she's never been really close to her own. She was, in fact, happy that Luffy had only 10 members, seeing as she wouldn't have had it in her to greet like 100 men in a single day.

She hadn't been saying that she didn't like Zoro, though. Hancock absolutely loved the way Zoro would smile and show a soft side to his girlfriend, Robin, even if his appearance seemed like all pins and needles.

And Robin. Oh, how Hancock just couldn't even say how much she loved spending time with Robin. She loved how Robin and her could talk about anything. They could talk about tea types, ancient clothing, architecture, even a new movie they'd always go to see together. (Pretend they have cinema lol) Yes, in fact, Hancock loved her time she spent with Nami and Robin. Girls night out had never been dull. Never.

As Hancock saw Zoro and Robin walk up to a vendor and start some type of conversation, her mind drifted off to the other crewmates.

Franky, the pervert cyborg who wore panties and Hawaiian shirts almost everyday, made her these super cool toy trains and even built her a small house for Salome to sleep in. Hancock didn't understand why both girls in the Straw Hat crew were never interested in his transformations. Hancock, as a child, had only been introduced to torture devices and machinery used for labor, but seeing Franky power up and spread happiness all around while doing his famous "SUUPPEERRR" always made her feel excited.

Hancock loved Usopp's tales of all Luffy's adventures. Luffy, even if he was 24 now, still couldn't seem to remember everything he'd done in the Straw Hats quest to fame, but Usopp had always told the stories straight, with a tone that could win over the stubbornness of any fool, making you feel like you'd been on the adventure too. She loved how Usopp was very smart and nice, making her a well-developed cream that helped blend her slavery mark with the skin on herback so she could finally wear a sundress or her hair up once in a while. She also found it oddly amusing how Usopp's pants were always so saggy. She even had requested he'd made her a pair and they'd strutted out together, Usopp's signature overalls and her red crop top and red saggy pants to match, much to the crew's amusements.

She loved Choppers cute little actions and his cute furry body. At first, she wanted to know what kind of creature he was and how he was able to speak. He explained about his Devil Fruit and had simply left to the next room. The next day, the two had sat in the living room together and went over medicines because it had piqued her interest how a dog had been able to do that, to which he corrected her saying he was a reindeer. Ever since that day, they'd both grown closer. Sometimes she even carried him. He had the softest fur she'd ever touched and the cutest smile. Of course, not cuter than Luffy's, but hella close. She was sure he'd been the reason why she could no longer kick aside furry animals. She'd sometimes laugh at how they reminded her of him even picking up a kitten and hugging it closely.

Hancock spent a lot of time with Brook, just not as much as the others. She could still tell that he was truly a jokester. He had a grandfatherly air to him, even cracking the usual dad jokes at the dinner table. Sometimes she did his hair and she loved the way he smelled. Not like old mothballs, like Elder Nyon, but of ash and fresh mint. Just like Sanji, Hancock finds his farting and burping at the table unpleasant at times, but mostly doesn't care for it because it doesn't smell since he had no stomach. Not like Franky's anyway.

"Yohohoho." Hancock whispered to herself. 'Skull joke.' She must be getting better at socializing! Oh how she wished Brook were here to sing her another song about interactions with different people. He calls it "The World". (ZA WARUDO!)

Then there's Jinbe. Good old Jinbe. They'd known each other since the first assembling of the shichibukai. He had been too serious back then, but to see him laugh now, she truly feels happy for him.

There was also another crew member she's seen in the newspaper, but she's never seen them before so there's really nothing to love. (Lol)

Now, there was only one thing she didn't like right now in all the shimmering lights and cheers before her. The fact that Jinbe, Usopp, Chopper, Franky, and Brook had all decided to take a trip to see what they could achieve on their own. Hancock almost didn't feel like wanting to touch Salome right now, for she feels the touch would ruin her desire of hugging Chopper close and hearing that small adorable voice ring out.

Then there's her positive thought. The 3 top Straw hats along with Nami and Robin were still on her island, having a festival before the next day when they would leave the island taking Hancock with them.

She didn't know if Luffy had intended to take her or not when he had first docked, but her recent news of being pregnant probably had been the reason.

Luffy and Hancock hadn't been trying when she had sex with him the first time without protection. They merely were trying a few things out. It was very awkward, him still being a rubber man, and her traumatizing memory of sexual harassment coming back to haunt her at that moment of rubber burns, but they still had done it. And had gotten a result.

Luffy had been so happy when he first heard. He had lifted up Hancock's dress in a attempt to see if she'd gotten a bump yet, but she had told him there won't be one yet.

She had been surprised, but nonetheless, still happy. She was also happy she didn't have to go through it alone. Luffy was willing to take her with him and his top 2 warriors and 2 girl crewmates to wherever they were going to go. On top of that, Robin was also pregnant. Robin was 1 month and 1 week pregnant. What a relief. More things to talk about!

Hancock had imagined how Zoro had reacted to the news. All happy maybe even crying, but that was all ruined when Sanji had just said,"That Baka marimo just said he was happy and said he'd dress the baby up in green!" with a roll of his eyes and a tone of the most offended person in the world. Hancock felt like that didn't sound very enthusiastic, but then again, Robin didn't act like the kind of woman who would take it personally anyway. It sounded to her like happy at least and that's all that mattered, right? That they were happy, just like her and Luffy. She's really happy for Robin because she could see they were going to make great parents. She looked down upon them again.

Hancock peered down at the 5 straw hats until it was 12. She hadn't bothered to show up. It just hadn't been her way to say goodbye before leaving. Especially with a party.

So, with her wobbling aching breasts and currently flat tummy, she stepped into the bathroom. She took a quick shower, eager to get to bed so she wouldn't miss her late night show, and slipped on the floor. Imagine her getting hurt now of all times, how embarrassing!

She slowly got up and found herself staring at a mirror. She stepped closer and peered at her face. Her beautiful, flawless face.

Her beautiful blue eyes that could shimmer even in the darkest light. They made her look anywhere from adorable to sexy when she chose which she wanted.

Her nose, perfectly sculpted.

Her mouth. The luscious lips that many men would have desired to be sucked off by.

She looked at her body, trailing her hands through the wetness, down to her boobs. She gave her right one a soft squeeze. A slow moan left her mouth.

'It's best not to do that.'

Hancock trailed her hands down to her belly.

Nothing's there yet. The baby was lying there, not yet big enough to even make a big bump in her small stomach.

Then Hancock noticed it. There was a bump, but not a very big one. Hancock got happy thoughts of her just holding her child.

Then came the indecent thoughts.

Oh, the way her vagina had squeezed at the thought of having pregnant sex. She let out another moan. She had always wondered how you could have sex with a baby in your belly. Maybe she'd figure it out some time later...she had only learned of her pregnancy 2 weeks ago after all.

After she was done holding her stomach and whispering cute things to the baby, she dipped her one of her hands lower, her fingers resting on her vaginal lips. She slowly inserted one finger. She let out another moan.

She stopped herself. She'd miss her night show if she was stuck here fingering herself. She was NOT a slut even if many men saw her as such. To even have- No! She just had a lot of self appreciation!

Yeah. Negative thoughts effect the baby, right?

Hancock dropped her hand. Almost turning away, she took one last look at her body. Beautiful if she had to say so herself. One of the most desired bodies. A body she knew almost every indecent man who'd seen her craved. Hell, she would've wanted it too if she were not the one currently possessing it. She rubbed her tush, full in form, but still hurting from the time she'd slipped in to the bathtub.

She'd given this body up to Monkey D. Luffy, a boy 12 years younger than her. The king of the pirates who dug in his nose in public. To him. Oh how she adored him!

She really needed to reduce the amount of "Kyas" that came out of her mouth.

He has his flaws, but he was just so darned sweet. And, even if he can look upon her with eyes full of lust now, she knows he's not like the other men who desire her body out of pure lust. He even told her that even if she was older, he still loved her. Hancock almost swooned.

He had been the handsomest man she'd ever met. She loved him very much.

And Luffy loves her. Surely.

Hancock threw on her loose T-shirt on the bed and a pair of silk panties and threw the dirty clothes in a hamper. After, she took out her earrings.

Nami had said, "It's fashion nowadays! Even Big Mom could rock a big T- shirt!" with a wink. Hancock liked the shirt, it was different from all the high collar dresses she wore. The material wasn't the reason however.

She liked this shirt because it was so big around her hips, touching them in ways her hands couldn't, reminding her how desirable her body was. She absolutely loved sleeping in it. She tied her hair into a bun.

Now, as for the panties, Luffy had no problem with her wearing no pants.

Sometimes he'd sleep with her, sometimes not. Hancock wasn't really bothered by it. When he came, he didn't ask for sex at all so it was fine. He'd initiate it, but she only guessed he must've been feeling his hormones at times like that.

She knew he especially loved how she slept without a bra, her nipples sticking out of her huge T- shirt.

She always felt so sexy looking upon that and it seemed Luffy thought so too. He'd touch her boobs and keep swirling them in circles saying, "It's fun and it feels nice!" before taking it off her and attacking one of them.

He'd always parade her high and low in their room just to get her to laugh. It made her happy.

That might stop for a moment with this baby though...

Hancock trudged on her soft carpet floor, sat down in the warm covers, and watched her show. All while waiting for Luffy. He never came after 1 o'clock am so she usually waited that long.

Hancock felt the material press into her boobs, her struggles of not touching herself pressing on. She continued the show.

"Oh Luffy...What have you done to me? I can barely keep my hands off myself? Is this really what sex does?" She whispered to herself, watching Brook's interview, in amusement.

"Soul King, surely you're coming back to being the best musician I've ever heard, right?" Hancock must have missed a bit of the show and she was definitely trying her hardest not laugh at Pica's voice.

"Yohohoho why yes! My crewmates are all taking breaks as well so I'll be back with a new single! Yohohoho!"

"That's awesome! So, let's talk about that dirty producer you used to have."

"Oh, why he used to make me feel sick to my stomach sometimes with the way he treated me. Yohohoho! But I do not have a stomach!"

The audience laughs and even Hancock found her saying "Skull joke!" along with everyone else.

"However, I'm grateful that he helped me launch a career. I'll be forever indebted to him."

"Oh how Noble you are, Soul King. We'll be back to you after the commercial."

Hancock listened to the commercials every once in a while when she was bored. Sanji's stand-in father figure had even gotten his own commercial of the Baratie. She had always loved how Zeff put pictures of the younger Sanji in almost every commercial he had, much to Sanji's embarrassment. Hancock thought it was adorable. It shows that Zeff truly cares for Sanji. Hancock didn't remember her mother, but she was about to become one herself so she just needed to make sure she was in her baby's life unlike her own.

She giggled remembering when Zoro had admitted, "He was a damn cute brat." causing Sanji's blush to go all over his face. Sanji had almost kicked Zoro's head off that day, but Zoro caught his leg in one hand, because it obvious wasn't a serious fight, and said, "I don't fight cute little girls with curly eyebrows".

Sanji had yanked his leg out of his hand and walked away, but she could see he was scheming something, even if he did look childish now.

As the commercials continued rolling, she heard a click.

"Hancock. Are you sleep?" Luffy asked. Walking in, he sat on her bed and looked down on her face. Blue eyes snapped from the Tv to him.

Luffy had only become sexually active when he turned 22, having his first One night stand, and since then he had been able to sense hormones when they were rushing and making his blood hot. Now, as he looked down to his pregnant girlfriend, he would have wanted to kiss her, touch her, pull up her shirt and suck on her huge mammaries, but all he could think about was the adventure awaiting them when they left the island.

His eyes went over to Hancock's belly which he knew would flare up from Robin and Zoro's brief talks. Him being a father, huh...? He wanted to show Hancock many things and he was sure he could show his baby now too.

Luffy now had no intention of being executed as easily as Gol D. Roger, the pirate king who gave himself in. Luffy had experienced first hand the result of the trauma of hearing all the bad talk of the pirate king through Ace. He had no intention of his child being put in the same position. Plus the marines seemed like they weren't really interested in him. I mean he was the pirate king, but it was more world known he wasn't a sickly pirate who'd kill for nothing. Most knew he was a good man through his countless adventures. Even Sengoku tolerated Luffy.

Garp had been proud of his grandson.

"Leave it to my grandson to be the pirate king and still have the marine's trust. Hahahaha!" He had said before taking a swift drink of booze.

Luffy wondered what the next adventure would be, yes, but he also wondered about how the adventure would be like, taking only Zoro, Robin, Sanji, Nami, and Hancock. They wouldn't even have a doctor...so how would this be?

Luffy knew that Sanji had visited the Baratie and told Zeff about his encounters with Judge to which he actually admitted with a blush all over his face that Zeff had been "The only father I have." and Zeff has cried himself to sleep that day.

Sanji had tagged along with them after a week at the Baratie because he merely "didn't want to stay anymore".

Zoro stayed because recently he didn't want to go anywhere. He had Koushiro, of course, but how would that conversation go? He had decided to stay.

Luffy smiles, thinking about both of their reasons and deciding they had been very in character of Zoro and Sanji.

Robin had said, "I have no where to go back to." and kept conversing with Nami. Luffy always thought she'd at least go back to the Revolutionary army, but since the Navy had stopped being corrupt (they still sent people after the pirates, but stopped doing bad things) the revolutionary army had no exact purpose anymore. Well, to Luffy's understanding anyway.

Nami had said, "I wonder how Nojiko and Genzo are doing?" And kept on talking to Robin without a single word about if she was going to go stay with them or not.

Putting away his thoughts, yes his thoughts, Luffy lowered himself on to the bed, and wrapped his arms lovingly around the waist of Hancock. He loved the feeling of her soft flesh under her clothes. It felt so warm and comfortable that sometimes he wished he could crawl in her clothes again like that time she'd helped him infiltrate Impel Down. He hadn't bothered to put on any other clothes. He'd already been wearing his pajamas out to the party though he hadn't noticed. They had consisted of a shirt and shorts. Not his jean shorts, because they were in the wash right now. They were equally as comfy though.

He fell asleep a few moments later, burying himself under the cover snuggling closer to Hancock, hat on top of his pillow. Hancock smiled and turned out the light.

She snuggled back into him and turned the Tv off.

Goodnight Luffy.

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Meanwhile.

"I want to have a baby too!"

Nami was envious of the other two ladies who would be moms in 9 months or even less.

"What?" Sanji had thought about having children before and even more so as he thought about the jealousy he'd felt once he heard the Marimo beat him to having a child, but now that the situation presented itself, he could only cower beneath her.

Nami had crawled on to Sanji after he had laid in the bed. Laying under her, he could see her eyes looking down and her hair that almost threatened to tickle him, not to mention the boobs. Sanji was pretty turned on, he'd give her that. Especially since she wasn't wearing anything, but a tank top.

"Let's talk about this another day..." Sanji pleaded, cigarette in mouth, his eyes half lidded as usual.

Nami looked upset. Sanji didn't wish to upset her but really? A baby?

"Sanji Vinsmoke. I'm asking you to impregnate me and all you can say is 'Let's talk about this'? We're talking about it right now!" Nami said. Sanji had indeed always said he'd do anything for her, but he couldn't do this?

Sanji didn't know what to do. Could he even say something that'd help in these situations?

"Umm, I'm turning 26 in 2 months. Nami-San, I, uh, I'm not r-ready to be a father?" There was his shitty excuse and as usually his shitty brain couldn't come up with anything.

"Sanji are you saying that you wouldn't be a good father??" Nami asked, to which Sanji nodded his head desperately.

"You would be the best father...despite your temper tantrums. You can cook well, clean well, you know proper etiquette, fighting, other dad stuff I wouldn't know about...ya know?" Nami said softly, in contrast to loud facial features.

Sanji didn't have any idea what to do anymore. He could always get help with the baby anyways, right? Ah, damn, he didn't want anymore brats running around. He already had Zoro and Luffy and they were having kids as well. Yes, Sanji was the oldest of the monster trio, being born 9 or 8 months earlier than Zoro. He had a right to call them brats and yet, still didn't at the same time. He was just as immature. If anything, Zoro was the more mature of the 3.

"What are you going to do to me?" Sanji asked seductively, setting the cigarette down in it's ashtray, smoke coming off in the shape of hearts. Nami always found that attractive about Sanji. The way he'd look after a cigarette smoke when he finished. The way his piercing blue eyes would gaze upon her lovingly while the cigarette smoke became shapes. She'd almost got horny seeing the way his face became seductive, but her lack of panties made her feel it was immature to start getting wet on his night shirt so she thought of something else. Zoro eating grass and growing it on the top of his head. She calmed down.

Sanji must have been taught by a fortune teller. The smoke was still burning, clouds of hearts puffing up to Nami's face. Nami gazed down at his face.

Sanji was cute. We'll say that. He had never really bothered to open his eyes all the way, but when he did it was almost like a Luffy-ish look. It was pretty. Because he was a pretty boy. Sanji could pull off a dress, much to the amusement of Zoro, and even glasses and jewelry. Makeup? He even showed her up in it. Sanji had his own sense of style, and to top it off, his face which could be really adorable at times. Nami knew their child would have good genetics so...what was his doubt about?

It really couldn't be about him not wanting to be a father, right?

"I'm going to make a baby with you."

"I won't be good."

"During sex or with the baby?"

Sanji's face blushed suddenly, the red hue spreading in a splotchy line across his nose. Nami almost gushed, but that wasn't the mood she was looking for.

"The baby." Sanji didn't feel like he'd be a good father. His father had kicked him out when he'd put his trust into him and Zeff was a really hardcore stand-in. Sanji almost couldn't deal with the children during punk hazard so...

"You'll be fine. I'll be there with you." Nami said.

Sanji wanted to know what her motivation was, but he was already down for whatever. Sanji would argue with Zoro, that Baka marimo, but won't hold long in a argument against a lady. Especially his lady, who's smarter than half of the people he knows including himself, though he is fairly smart.

"Shit."

Nami started to pull up Sanji's shirt. If Zoro had the muscles, then Sanji had the abs. That's another thing she loved about his stomach. She poked it and he laughed.

Then he stopped. Man, he hated how he was still ticklish after 25 years and 10 months of his life.

'Tch.'

"Come on. Let's get it over with." Sanji said, pulling up his shirt all the way.

She leaned down to kiss him.

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Well there is the first part of the story. Sanji's going to try to have a baby with Nami. And meanwhile, this book will have lemons, but not that one. I need to remember how to write a lemon first. Hope you liked it!