Chapter Four:
Earth For You, Hell For Us :
Hooking a terrified female in air above a hungry sea king wasn't Marco 's favorite task, he didn't enjoy it at all, he wasn't a sadist -Absolutely not- But If you think about it the woman deserved it for insulting a Whitebeard pirate -Him- head on, thinking of standing against his father and then she did the most hateful thing, hurting one of his nakama. In effect, he was going too easy on her for that last particular reason.
He sensed each of her arms ringing his talons and while her hands grabbed his limps she breathlessly lift her legs toward her stomach, he sighed then moved ending her misery. As he flew back with her to the ship May's body eased, she let loose of his talons and instead clutched the hem of her clothes.
Marco's grip on May was like of the ribcage that imprisoned her accelerating fierce rebellious heart, the streaming of her blood fastened with each passing fragment of time weighting her breathing and hindering her brain's function. She didn't snap from her blankly state till her foot touched the wooden floor of the main deck, she did try to stand but May came face-to-face with the giant man which caused the energy to drain from her system then she fell flat on her butt supporting herself with her forearms.
Once Marco halted beside his father and brothers, Thatch stormed toward him then he pulled him by the collar "Marco you bastard! What the fuck with your manners?"
"She attacked our head nurse yoi!" Contrary to his brother he answered calmly diving his hands into his pockets.
"She wasn't planing to hurt her," Izou declared huffing in annoyance then he darted to the head nurse seeking her agreement "right?"
The woman nodded yes walking toward May, once she reached arm's length from her she bent while outstretching her hand to tap her shoulder "Are you okay?" She asked quietly, May in the other hand backed away harshly and out of defensive instinct she crossed her shaky arms in front of her.
All the occupants of the main deck arrowed Marco with blaming stares, the seven commanders included.
"You creep!" Izou hissed the words out from between his gritted teeth.
"Stupid-ass bird!" Thatch spouted glaring daggers at Marco.
"Bastard!" Rakuyou followed rubbing his ear canal at least averting his orbs from his blonde brother.
"Foolish man," While crossing his arms, Vista said with grim expression and closed eyes like he just witnessed a disaster.
"Damn..." Haruta uttered frowning but was interrupted by Marco's arched eyebrow at him, then he added avoiding using vulgar language with his big brother "thing?" The first rolled his eyes at the borrowed insult from the woman.
May closed her eyes tight chewing at her lower lips and trying her best to regulate her...messed up state or at least desisted the fucking buzzing sound in her ears while her brain searched for answers and it stopped at the day of her last mission. Unaware that she was tracing the spots the soldier shotted her with their guns, her hand touched her abdomen, her right side then moved above her chest 'I should be dead!' May concluded knowing that they managed to hit two of her vital organs and just then that her eyes snapped open wider than ever.
'Maybe...' Her idea was cut off by Whitebeard gazing straight into her soul, his expression wasn't dull as their first meeting just neutral and for a second there none of them broke the eye contact like they were reading each other mentally -At least May tried to- Till he decided to gulp from his huge sake cup then he said with extremely calm voice that she couldn't help blanking at "Relax brat! Here, no one is going to hurt you."
"A-A..." She gulped her hesitation with quivering lips then continued while stammering "A-Am-I in Hell?"
The silence that hunted the vessel was that of after storm, they all eyed the woman for a solid minute searching for any hint of her joking, afterward Marco could literally feel the hard glares of Izou and Thatch digging holes into his skull. He scratched the back of his neck as the guilt found its way to him "Does it look like that yoi?"
May swung her face up toward the clear blue sky, the wind was gently drifting and the sun was warm -not scorching-, well they surely weren't in some underworld and if she had to describe the day so it would be with 'Nice'. Then she shifted her orbs to the ocean, it was calm playing a tender melody with its waves and if she think more about the creature that attacked her, it was like an enormous fish -with ugly face- maybe a kind of fish few people knew about?
Lastly her eyes set on Marco, she froze for a split-second remembering the talons and the blue ablaze wings, she grimaced then nodded 'yes' thinking that if in hell was any creatures then it would be him and then again how she is supposed to knew what Hell looks like.
This time the silence was shattered by Thatch who burst laughing while smacking Maroc's back constantly "Oh boy! She found you grosser than sea kings."
"Scarier, Thatch" Vista corrected him immediately before the first commander roost Thatch, though Marco was planning on firing his pompadour hair since that likely would be enough to give the fourth a heart attack.
"This is earth yoi! And we are Whitebeard Pirates," Marco stated thinking that the people in the other half of the Grand Line consider devil fruits myths so maybe he is the first devil fruit user she encountered in her journey to Tiarella Isle.
May was certain she died, she received a bullet to the heart, a person can't possibly survive that and on top of it her injuries from before she woke up on that damned Island simply healed on their owns "Maybe that's earth for you and hell for us," Although she always think carefully before speaking, she just vocalized the first thing popped at her stubborn throbbing head, and it sounds a so fucked up sentence even in her ears .
"Is that makes your earth hell for us?" Haruta spouted joyfully playing with the woman's words.
May closed her eyes like having a deep self-consultation 'earth?' What she did ever get from there? Sure she had some precious memories with Shine and her family before separation however innumerable other ones worse hunting her in her wake and sleep. 'It was Hell even for me' Her response was muffled, low that the sea waves covered it yet still for some reason they heard it clearly "Yea"
She bitted her lower lips lowering her head in embarrassment waiting for them to poke fun of her but surprisingly that didn't happen.
"No wonder you came from Hell! You are Hot," The happy-go-lucky brown-haired man uttered beaming at her with a huge zestful grin.
The first thing May did after registering that the man was hitting on her was looking down at her short light-blue johnny gown resting slightly above her knees, then she wrapped her exposed legs under her bashfully.
"Fuck Thatch! Watch your tongue," Izou smacked his dull-witted brother with his fan to the back of his blunt head, the situation was already awkward they shouldn't give the woman any forward wrong Ideas.
"Now I knew why you can't lure a single damn cat," Rakuyou said ironically which start a fight as they start throwing insults at each other.
"You're very positive you would be in hell yoi! Means we have a sinner here," Ignoring his brothers' regular quarrel, Marco crossed his arms over his chest and smirked, now slightly interested in the ignorant woman crouching before him. Who wouldn't know Whitebeard pirates or hear of them once in his miserable life? Whitebeard the most powerful man in the world that the other pirates shit themselves when they saw him, hell even children heard of him from their parents' dark tales.
A vine popped in May's head, she hates the blonde's narcissistic attitudes 'Who does he think himself huh?' She sighed exhaling her faltering.
"To tell you the truth..." May uttered with steady tone while her bangs shadowing her eyes. What if she was in hell? What if he was a demon? She did encounter various demons out in her life, burned by all levels of scorching flames and died more than she could count then raised from her own ashes seeking another round. She lifted her head to face Marco then pursued softly "I've never thought my sines will stood in front of me with its whole glory ugliness."
Marco again ignored his brothers, this time their unsuppressed laugh and if it was possible his smirk widened even more. She challenged, he was aware she did since her defying gray eyes spoke louder than her and he gladly accepted "You are insulting...again."
"I'm describing...again," She said smirking as well convincing herself that there was nothing to fear, nothing to regret after all she died doing what she think was right.
"Gurrararara, already getting along" Once Whitebeard voice broke into the conversation the snickers and chuckles stopped dead.
"No way," Marco and May both answered trading a glare simultaneously increasing Whitebeard's amusement.
The giant drank once more from his cup of sake "I'm Edward Newgate alias Whitebeard, the captain of the Whitebeard Pirates."
The word this time reached May's ears and brain, she cocked her head slightly in confusion 'Pirates? In hell?' It took her minutes to catch that he introduced his self and she has to do the same, realizing her mistake May waved her hand awkwardly at him "H-Hey! I'm May a -former- captain in army" though she did punch herself mentally for the last part of her so screwed up introduction, just who would like to brings up their failures?
"You were working under the world government?" Rakuyou asked his eyes wide opened like everyone else aboard the ship, Marco gritted his teeth, Jozu glared at the woman and Whitebeard expression was hardening along with his clutch over his red cup.
"When did the fucking world united to establish a government?" May answered with wide opened eyes as well, cutting through the anger that was babbling in the men without her sensing it since she was busy with her own shock and that on itself was an obvious response for Whitebeards that raised more questions.
"Did you check her head? yoi," Marco addressed the head nurse that shrugged in response.
"Poor thing! Must be hard..." Izou mumbled sadly putting the tip of his fan over his chin.
"It's your damn fault! You probably hit her head with some wall or something when you carried her here," Thatch pointed at Marco who rolled his eyes, he wasn't stupid to do that.
The whispers grew louder, it set on May's nerves that she was addressed to with sympathetic stares like she was some starry puppy "I'm not a fucking crazy," She screamed stopping their rumbling.
"Amnesiac yoi," Marco earned a smack to the shoulder from Izou's fan, demanding him to be less...blunt.
"I'm not!" The female removed her bangs from over her forehead with both hands burying her face in her forearms, her head hurts.
"Izou" Whitebeard called his cross-dressed son and with just a traded look Izo understood "Ah! Right," He made his way to the brunette then crouched. May removed her arms to see who set beside her 'Beautiful' though he was putting make-up he has a beautiful and soft feature.
His eyes widened slightly then he smiled tenderly "Oh' My! Thank you sweetie." when Izou uttered the words she realized that she did speak her thought out loud, her face reddened as a result.
"So May how about a warm bath, changing your clothes and filling your stomach," He suggested while helping her up her foot and before they moved one inch Whitebeard said "In your stay on The Moby Dick, if you had any kind of problem you're welcomed to discuss it with me." May nodded not in the mood to utter another single word, she would end up screwing up anyway.
Izou escorted May to his quarter, he hardly suppressed the urge to be nosy and ask her all types of questions he stored for her, she seemed exhausted so he just shut his aching mouth -May was grateful for that- and leaded the way humming. The cross-dresser stood in front of the only special door May ever saw in her saunter with him, it was a wooden sliding door with colorful flowers painted on its white farm.
Elegantly he slid it open revealing more astonishing view.
The wooden wall paralleled with door was white and has a big paint of a cherry blossom on its middle, in the right of the Sakura tree and below the drawing of its felling petals there was a white king size bed with pink and light blue sheets and in front of it across from the door an antique traditional white 7-dressed drawer with mirror. In the left of the pink tree there was a screen room divider with two cats painting on it, a white cat with a pink ribbon snuggling with a brown one with a light-blue ribbon.
The whole room felt out of the place, like they traveled out of the ship, even the cross-dresser was fitting amazingly as if he was a vital part of the room. May watched stupefacient at the door not wishing to stain the prefect picture, but after disappearing for a while Izou returned and tugged her along pulling her wrist toward another sliding door with a paint of sea waves on its farm.
"The water is warm so take your time sweetie while I search for fitting clothes," Izou handed her a towel and pushed her lightly inside the bathroom.
"Em, where is mine?" May feel comfortable wearing her army pants and tight tank top, not like she liked them but you could say a bad hobbit.
Izou shrugged frowning at her question "They reeked of blood and smoke so I've threw them away sorry," from the expression he put he wasn't sorry at all and whatever his reasons were May won't buy them,
"I'm not wearing dresses got that?" She turned to face him then crossed her arms refusing to be his dressing doll.
"Then stay naked sweetie," He stated sliding the bathroom door closed, wondering what the hell wrong with dresses that everyone against.
May sighed stripping of the Johnny gown easily before entering the wooden rounded bathtub, eventually the warm water relaxed her intensify muscles and lightened her head. The last time she took a bath was before the war started which mean almost a month, she was taking cold ones whenever she get a small opportunity however that was far better than that.
She closed her eyes and dived her face in water. A lot of things happened and May's brain barely registered any of it, the only thing she was sure of was that she is no longer a soldier and that job good or bad was a major part of her, slicing it of her was like returning to be an empty shell.
"Are you dead?" Izou picked up the gown and put some tidy clothes beside the mirror, May held her face above the water as an answer "Well, here is the clothes, though don't expect anything good since I long ago stopped wearing shirts and pants."
May couldn't help smiling, he was annoyed with her just minutes ago about the dresses that she thought he would force her wear one "Thanks Izou" She said softly hoping she didn't get his name wrong.
"No need sweetie!" The cross-dresser waved his hand in front of him beaming cheerfully then stormed outside "Hurry up it's almost lunch time."
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