Sweet dream, Captain

Everyone seemed to have their own job aboard the submarine. I know that it's normal. But, every time I wanted to offer my help to do something, they would say they don't need any or that I didn't need to do it. I'm starting to feel like a freeloader and, to put it simply, I was feeling useless and troublesome. I was aboard, too, and I wasn't helping with anything! I was sitting on the submarine's deck, my eyes closed to think, when I feel someone getting closer. I open my eyes to see it was Penguin:

«Is something wrong, Miss Anya?»

«Why is that?»

Seeing he's worried face, I get a little embarrassed:

«Is it…that obvious?»

«Well, you have been asking around if you could give your help and…well…you are keeping your distances from every single person you asked, so…»

I sigh:

«I'm sorry. It's just that I didn't want to be in the way if I couldn't be of help.»

«Is that all? Why don't you ask the captain if there is something he would need help for? He's been searching about something recently and he is still studying in his room about it.»

I look at him with a bright smile:

«Thanks, Penguin. I think I'll do that.»

I stand up, bow a little to thank him and leave in a quick step. Was that red on his cheeks? It must have been my imagination. I go straight for Trafalgar's room. When I arrive in front of the door, I hesitate. I wasn't really at ease. It was childish, I know, but I didn't dare to enter his room. I had already seen what it should look like, but…well…it was still his room! I shake my head and take back my serious and calm. I couldn't think about that, now! I lift a hand and knock three times on the door:

«Trafalgar-san? It's me. May I come in?»

I don't hear any kind of answer. Didn't Penguin say he was in there? I hadn't seen him anywhere on board. It was the only place he could be, unless he had gone off board, which would be impossible since we were in the middle of nowhere with no island in sight. I knock again:

«Trafalgar-san? Are you in there?»

No answer. Actually, I think I can't even hear a noise. No, wait, I can hear someone breathe a little louder than usual. Not really sure if this was a good thing or not, I decided to take my courage in hand. I turn the handle and slightly push the door to take a peek inside. When I see inside, I first notice books, papers and writing tools scattered everywhere on the floor, chairs, sofas, tables and on the bed. Then, when I see the bed, I smile lightly. He had fallen asleep. His hat had fallen above his head. His sword was lying next to him. He had one hand above his head and was still holding the page of a book that had fallen with his hand. I come inside the room, paying attention not to do noise or step on the many things scattered around, and reach the bed. I take the hat and sword to put it on the desk next to the bed. I put a finger to keep the page and slowly take the book away from him. He looked so calm when he was asleep. Not arrogant as he was with the other pirates. No, he was just…Law. Using one of the pens lying on the desk to keep the page, I put the book down and go back to him. I slowly lift the blanket at the end of the bed and put it on him. I pull on the pillow and hesitate for a second. I approach a hand carefully and pass it under his head. He seems to twitch a little, but a slight smile appears on his lips. Seeing he wasn't waking up, I lift his head a little and move the pillow to put his head on it. When I remove my hand, he twitches a little, looking like he was disappointed. I wonder what he's dreaming about. Well, that didn't matter for now. I look at the mess around the room and sigh:

«Well, well, no wonder he can't find anything with all of this.»

I start picking up things here and there. I look at the subjects, the titles, the last and first words of the notes…I start putting everything in order and put the notes in little binders next to the books they had been taken from. When this is done, I take care of the different pen, pencil and other tools around the room. When the room finally looks in order, I sigh and smile:

«There! It should be of help to find things, at least.»

I hear Trafalgar moan a little. Oops, better go before…!

«Anya…?»

…he wakes up…well, too late. I turn, my arms still holding the suitcase I had filled with the red colored pencils I had picked up, and smile, a little shy:

«Did I wake you up? I tried not to do too much noise.»

He shakes lightly his head:

«No, you didn't…»

He sits down and looks around at the room, surprised:

«Wait…where did everything go?»

I point the work tables:

«I wasn't sure if you still needed to work with everything, so I simply put things there. I think everything is in order, but don't hesitate to tell me if it bothers you.»

He passes a hand in his face, still sleepy. He was kind of cute when he wakes up. What am I thinking?! He passes his legs on the side of the bed and stands up to go look at the way I had placed everything. He looks in some notes, almost replacing delicately things back the way I had done so when he was sleeping. He stops moving for a moment, making me worry a little. Was it wrong? He was holding the book with a pen serving as a page marker.

«When…did you come in here?»

«When, you ask…I think the sun was reaching midday, soon. Why is that?»

He turns his head to look outside:

«A little before noon…?»

He turns around with a smirk:

«You did a good job. I never thought anyone else would be able to find heads and tails in my things, before.»

I sigh in relief and put the pencil case on the desk. Everything was fine. When I look at him, he was closing the book, the pencil placed as if he had just written something with it. He looks at me:

«Did you want something? I doubt that you came here just to put everything in place in here.»

I blush a little and look away:

«No, of course not. I…»

Someone knocks on the door and Shachi appears at the entrance:

«Sorry to disturb, captain, but the meal is ready.»

«Sure. Coming…»

Shachi leaves without a word. Trafalgar puts the book and the pen on the desk and smirks:

«Let's go.»

I follow him outside. Well, looks like it will have to wait.