Chapter 3
-You're a government project, Calysta? – His golden gaze met her lilac eyes as he crossed one leg over the other. – Is that why you didn't want to tell me your real identity?
-Seems only fair since you work for the government, Shichibukai! – She hissed at him as she got up from the bed but the pain that crossed her body made her stop.
-What tells you that I will speak up to the Marines about your location?
-Nothing tells me that but I cannot trust someone who works for them. – She crossed her arms over her chest, staring at the door in front of the bed with an empty stare. As much as the swordsman tried to keep his attention on her eyes, he couldn't contain a few glimpses that managed to look down to her chest. The blouse she was wearing was open to a certain extent, revealing a generous amount of flesh to his eyes delight but, now that she had crossed her arms, her breasts were perked-up, pulling him into an imaginary tease/control game for his part. Her lilac eyes peeked from the corner of her eye sockets, analyzing the swordsman moves. – Nothing to say, Shichibukai?
-Can you stop calling me that?
-But you are a Shichibukai.
-Please call me Mihawk. – Trying to pull his gaze away from her perfect mounds, he pressed his index finger and thumb against his temples, soothing a slight headache that was threatening to appear.
-I'll do it when I want to. – She stated, returning her gaze to the door. Silence fell upon the room. – When can I leave?
-When I tell you that you can leave. – "Which is never" he thought to himself. Mihawk was finding this woman to be a very amusing entertainment even though she didn't think the same way he did.
-I'll leave once I'm healed, which won't be that long.
-How so?
-Quick healing because of my powers. – She stated, resting her back against the bed frame. – What do you do here for fun?
-Read.
-Besides that?
-Train.
-Something that I can do. – She breathed in deeply, rubbing her temples.
-Sleep.
-You can only give me a one word answer?
-Not really.
-Evolution! – She opened her mouth in a mocking expression before returning her gaze to the door. From the corner of her eye she saw the swordsman smile and contain a chuckle that wanted to escape his lips. Silence fell upon the room. – So… You're going to just stay here and watch over me in a creepy manner?
-Yes.
-Back to the one word answer are we?
-A bit.
-Don't you have better things to do than to stare at me for, I don't know, how many hours?
-You're going to be my entertainment for a while. – He answered but quickly regretted speaking out those words.
-Excuse me? – Her voice went from playful to cold in a split of a second. Her mind returned to her most recent nightmare, a shiver running up her spine. Just when she was beginning to like the swordsman he managed to speak up words that made him descent from her consideration.
-I didn't mean it like that. – He inhaled deeply, resting his back against the chair. – I beg your forgiveness. – She just removed her cold lilac gaze from the swordsman and stood silent on the bed. He sighed and got up from the chair. – Get some rest. If you need anything call me or Perona. – He proceeded to close the large curtains, letting the room fall into darkness before walking towards the door and opening it. – If I hear any suspicious sound from this room I'll be here in an instant. – "And calm you down whenever you have nightmares" he thought to himself before leaving the room but before closing the door he heard her honey sweet voice speak up.
-Please leave it open. – She asked in a low plead. – I don't want to be in complete darkness.
-Very well.
With that he exited the room, leaving Calysta alone in the semi-dark room.
~Meanwhile~
Dracule Mihawk walked back to the dining room, sitting down on the large throne-like chair, picking up the open newspaper. It was open on the page of Akainu's interview and it seemed to be crumpled.
As he took a sip on the glass filled with wine, his golden gaze falling upon a small excerpt from the interview.
"-There had been rumors that the Marines had been experimenting on civilians. Is that true, Admiral Akainu?
-Of course not. The Marines are responsible for the safety of society so we would never do that to innocent people. The only experiments are made on corpses or criminals that are sentenced to death but that last part has been eradicated since it was considered inhuman.
-There are people that believe that the Marines were responsible for the extinction of the Tierisch clan. According to the little information we have of them they are people that have a born ability to transform into animals. As a journalist, it is my duty to bring up the truth so I would be grateful if you could clarify this question."
The swordsman eyes widened lightly. Setting the glass down on the table, he took hold of the newspaper and proceeded to read the answer of Akainu.
-The Tierisch Clan was a threat to us. They feed off humans when in their animal form and their clan was uncivilized, keeping traditions worthy of wildlings that were affecting the nearby villages. As protectors of society, the Marines took action implying rules that they didn't obeyed so drastic measures were needed. We didn't slaughter them like the savages they were but, instead, we banished them to a deserted island, away from society.
-Did the Marines experimented on the Tierisch?
-Not at all. The ones that wanted to come along with us were sent to our facilities so that we could find more about them. With surveys and studies we've managed to gather a good amount of information on the clan and the abilities."
Mihawk's right hand curled up in a first as he read the lying words of the admiral. Even being a Shichibukai there were things that he was against about the government.
He was almost one hundred percent sure that Calysta was one of the Tierisch that was tested on or tortured, rather. Mihawk knew there were some marines that could be very violent and cold.
Just the thought that Calysta was tortured by them made the swordsman's blood boil, wanting to annihilate the marines.
The rest of the interview was rather exiled of any more information about the silver haired woman that was sleeping in his bed. Leaning against the back support of the chair, Mihawk inhaled deeply, his golden gaze falling upon the pink haired girl that entered the room. His golden eyes quickly fell upon the newspaper once he saw the whimpering state she was in
-How could Moria-sama in the war!? – Perona complained at the swordsman, tears streaming down her face before floating around the air, the translucent ghosts floating along with her.
-You're irritating. – He said as he set down the glass of wine on the table. – If you must cry, go outside.
-What a cold-hearted man! How could you say that to someone in mourning!? – Perona shouted in a dramatic outrage. – Why can't you say something nice to cheer me up and bring me a warm cup of cocoa? I'm your guest, you know!
-An uninvited guest. – His gaze never left the newspaper he was holding in his hands. – You just barged in and settled here during my absence. Besides… - His eyes darted to the smaller article about Moria. – This article is not entirely credible.
-Huh? Does that mean that Moria-sama wasn't killed in the war? – A glint of hope shimmered in her large dark eyes.
-I'm not certain whether he still lives but, from what I recall, Moria was still alive when I last saw him on the battlefield.
-If he didn't die in battle, why would they print an article like that? – Her voice lowered its level to Mihawk's relief.
-I don't know.
Suddenly the door was slowly opened, revealing a green-haired swordsman that Perona had tended to that same day. He had regained conscious even after all the damage he had withstood.
The swordsman, previous pirate hunter, known as Roronoa Zoro.
-What are you doing out of bed!? – Perona shouted once again towards the heaving green haired swordsman. – Go back and rest you half-dead idiot! And you even have your swords… Are you gonna go and act reckless again? You just can't beat those baboons. You'll die this time. – She raised her hand in the air, closing her eyes, the ghosts next to her mimicking her movements.
-Shut it! – The swordsman growled. – It's none of your concern!
-What's with that tone!? – She shouted in outrage. – Who do you think strained herself carrying you all the way back here!?
-Hawk Eye… -Zoro continued as he slowly walked up to the raven haired man that was casually sitting on the chair.
-See? You can't even walk straight! – Perona complained again.
-Why are you being so hasty? Especially with those wounds… - Mihawk finally spoke out.
-Because… you told me about Luffy's situation. – The green haired swordsman heaved. – I can't just lie still! – He growled once again, determination washing his eyes. – I didn't even know that war was taking place. Are you sure Luffy is alright!? Where is he now!? Tell me everything that happened!
-I have told you all that I know. – Mihawk answered calmly.
-Sorry for taking your time. – With that he turned around to leave the room, supporting his weight on his three swords.
-Hey wait! – Perona shouted once again. – Even if you're lucky enough to make it to shore without meeting the baboons, how are you planning to cross the ocean?
-If you don't mind using a rowboat – Mihawk offered, capturing the swordsman's attention. – There is one on the west side of this castle.
-Thank you for taking care of me. – Zoro answered and just when he was about to leave, his face was slammed against a silver haired woman's surprised one. – What the…
-Did I miss something? – Calysta questioned, her lilac gaze jumping from Zoro, to Perona and to Mihawk, trying to find some answers.
A/N:
Yes Zoro appeared XD He was there recovering from his injuries so I didn't write anything about him in the previous chapters.
So yes, as you could figure it out, this will be during the 2 years of training xD Of course I won't put EVERYTHING that happened, only things that are important to the characters development.
Anyways, I do not own One Piece
I only own lovely Calysta
