Hey this a new chapter that I had time to write during history class. For however may not have see it in my profile page I'm really busy so I need to write it in class when I had time just like today I had one exam of three hour of french *sigh* I can wait for Washington and summer break. But I had a week-end of four day I don't promise but I might have time.

Pairing: Ace x Zoro

Warning: Ace using vulgar language.


-During P.E. class-

-Badminton-

-Ace Pov-

I stared at his back. He answer the question easily, having play in the school team of almost all the sport may had help. The physical education teacher asks him for the demonstration. He get up and walk where ask. I watch how his hips swing involuntary but so perfectly (he hate when I point that out but, hey, it's not my fault if he walk feminine a little.) and his sweat ass but, once again, I wasn't the only one. Some girls practically when his shirt lifts enough to see part of his abs. Some boys (not just gay or bi one but not all them obviously) would what him between their legs, sucking them off, or use him for just one night. The only thing that stops them for trying to seduce him or forcing themselves on him is that I'm his boyfriend. Still, I sometimes saw some trying. Poor them they never going to be able to get in his pants: first, he doesn't understand the subtle way to seduce someone and second, they can't use the no-subtle way or if they do… well an accident is quickly come if you know what I mean.

A light kick in my ribs get me out of my daydream, I look up and saw Marco and Thatch.

-If you wanna know, we need to play in team and here is your racket, Marco said hitting me gently whit it to tease but keep his serious face.

-You should hurry up before you're stuck whit someone who doesn't like you, Thatch said then fallow Marco to the field number seven.

I walk to the heap of people that Zoro was politely refusing their offer to play whit them. He looks up at me then smile.

-Hey Ace! Wanna play whit me, he ask getting closer.

-Yeah sure thing babe, I emphases on the last word and take his hand leading him to the field seven.

He blushes at the action, insult me whit an «idiot» but give me his most beautiful smile.

That was a reminder that however he might be popular, he loves me. I was the only one who could hold his hand or call him babe.


Hope you like it, sorry for the wait and see you next time!

-Yaminissa