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With hands gripped tightly into, shaking fists of rage, I immediately rose from the seat I was thrown upon. With Red blocking the

exit of the booth, I couldnt just leave, like I wanted to; but I was certainly in no fucking mood to be sitting down either. 'Calm down,

Fu...calm down.' I continued to chant a calming mantra, to myself. Although, it took some time, I managed to steady my shaking

hands, and my breath. With a demonic snarl upon my face, I looked up at Red...well more like glared, at him. His face, still flushed

and angry, didn't change, at least he was quiet. "Why am I under house arrest, Red?" He sighed, flopping down onto the red seat,

taking a shot, before even starting to speak. "Look, I'm just doing my damn job. Technically, you weren't supposed to leave the

house, at all. But since I'm watching you... Anyway, all fucking Joker said, was that you've been...'a naughty kitten', lately. If you

really want to know, why ask the bastard yourself. I really don't know shit, okay?" The fact that he almost gagged on the last

sentences, almost got me to crack a smile, and laugh. Almost, but it wasn't.

He was right, for once, not to mention honest. There really was no point in wasting my breath, arguing with him about something

he didn't know about. I flopped back onto the seat next to him; my knees felt wobbly, my legs felt numb, my head hurt. I honestly

couldnt think of anything I had done, to be trapped in that stupid house, for a week. I realize now, that that was why he never let

me leave the mansion grounds; why Red or Killer always seemed to be around, like I was being watched closely. But did he even

have a valid reason?

Immediately I pulled put my phone, and dialed his number- on the third ring...I got a answer. Shit. Wasn't expecting that... I cursed

under my breath when I heard the cheerful voice on the other side; i could clearly see the smile, crawl across his lips.

"Doflamingo. Why?" I kept my voice cool, and calm...well at least to the best of my abilities, considering. I knew I wouldnt have to

say anymore; he may be a childish man, but he is definately no idiot. He's too deceptive, too cunning for that...bastard. I heard a

laugh, a womans', as well as his own. I honestly couldnt care less at this point, who he kept around for company. But, seriously?!

Having a side conversation...while on the phone? How infuriating!

As I let my pet peeves claw at my nerves, I was snapped back from my rage, by his voice. "That...is not something I care to

explain or discuss, while on the phone. Does it bother you?" Does it- of course it fucking bothers me! My once again, trembling

hand, slowly balled into a fist. Red- who was sipping on a drink, watching...and probably listening, had little emotion on his face.

All except, an eyebrow slightly cocked in an upward angle, and flushed cheeks. I shot him an irritated look, as he held up his

hands, defensively, once again, spilling his drink down his arm. He cursed, scrambling to wipe it off his coat; I couldn't help but

snicker at his rushed, drunk, movements. That is, until I heard a voice calling out to me, in my ear. Awe shit. "Were you listening,

my dear?" He asked, with a bit of unexpected harshness in his voice; I couldnt help but, not give a crap. I felt my face curl in slight

confusion at his tone, but I told him no, in the end.

at least I assumed, what he said while I was looking over at Red. "I asked about, where you are now." "I don't know. I'm still...out

with Red. Why?" There was a short pause before he answered me again. "I see. We will talk when I return home. Until then, I

expect you to be on your best behavior. I wouldn't want you doing anything that could cause you to be further punished. Is that

understood?" Of course I understand. He may not be the best kind of boss, lover...or person at all, but I know my place; and as

my boss, I would have to respect his obstinate decisions. No matter how much I disagreed.

My personal life, and personal feelings, are not allowed to get in the way, or affect my work. Killer was slightly right- okay...he was

completely right. I let my thick wall of pride, and self-reservation, down, but only slightly. I had now realized what he was talking

about. I- being in this line of work, have no say in expressing my emotions. Its forbidden to...feel. "Yes. I will see you then." "Good

girl. I expected as much from you, my dear. Goodbye~" and with that, he hung up, and a dailtone perused the drum of my ear,

before I pulled it away, and hung it up as well.

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Red, surprisingly, looked at me with...sympathetic? eyes. I for one, didn't think he was capable of such an emotion. Especially at

least, not towards myself. Considering the amount of alcohol that he had consumed, I continued to think nothing of it. I slid my

phone across the table; sticky remnants of alcohol, skidded it to a halt before it hit a small puddle of what looked like a rum, or

whiskey. I sighed heavily, lighting myself a cigarette- letting it hang from my lips. Ash building up, and me not caring enough as an

inch long string of the grey dust fell on my clothes.

I lazily looked down a my skirt, and the trail of burnt tobacco, and paper. Black. White. I wondered if my life could ever be that

simple. I laughed in my head, as the answer always came up with a zero percent, probability. Yeah... probably not. "Damn...what

the hell is wrong with you, woman?" An all too farmiliar and forgotten voice, groaned next to me. As a furry arm was flung over my

shoulders, I blinked the fog in my vision away. "What're you talking about?" I asked, somberly. "That." A harsh, reply. "That what,

exactly?" He groaned even louder, furrowing his hairless brows, into a tight knit line. "Where is that prideful, bitchy, woman, I've

been forced to know?" He asked harshly again. "I don't know what your talking about Red." Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw

him roll his half-lidded, glazed over eyes. "And you call me an idiot. You're the idiot, here. Falling in love is stupid, in general." He

gulped down the final contents of his icey drink.

"...And you falling for THAT...shit pile of a man, was your first mistake. You are so fucking stupid, Fu." He burst out into laughter

right after finishing those thoughts. Hes making fun of me...but once again, its the truth. I am an idiot. I did fall in love. Love, really

is nothing but a fools game, and I, am that fool. There is no point in crying. There is no point in arguing, or getting mad. If I beat

myself up about, I'll only end up, back in square one. All I can do, is my job. Take Killers advice, and do it correctly, or I'll end up a

failure. More of a failure. Red removed his arm from my person, as he poured more liquor into a glass, with a small ball of ice,

melting away at the bottom.

I didnt bother looking in his direction any further; until he pressed the cold beverage to my chest. With a small hiss at the quick

change in temperature on my body, I shot a look down, and reluctantly grabbed it. Drinking never solves any problems, but it

t for a little while. I'm good at that. I smiled sheepishly, and clinked our glasses together, and Red happily grinned. If he wasnt

drunk, I don't think he would have been so...well...nice. I had a few more drinks, and let the alcohol go to my head.

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I'm not sure how many days it had been since that night, but as it stands now, Killer is my guardian for the day since Red is out

working on an asignment, and Joker hasnt been home. Such a selfish man...but... "Did you hear me?" Killers voice rang from

behind me. I turned around to face him, and shook my head. I could see him grit his teeth at my answer, but he kept a calm voice.

"Kid, and Joker will be returning soon. You should probably get ready for your meeting with him."

Oh yeah...its been what, five days? The more I think about it...Fuck it. Idk, I lost count...not like I was supposed to be counting

anyways. Truth be told, I was actully kind of happy that Red was coming back. He may be a prick, but maybe we could be

friends...or at least something like that. Something platonic. I didnt bother with a shower, didnt bother with a change of clothes. I

pulled my hair, and tied it up into a loose bun on the side of my head.

Killer tapped his foot, irritatingly, as he waited for me to move back inside. He follwed me behind for a meter or so away. I neared

the heavy office wooden doors, when I heard a shriek. I turned my head in the direction of the shrill noise; no doubt, a woman. I

watched her slowly approach us, with a worried look on her face. "Who are you?" I demanded the dark haired woman. She had a

relatively nice figure, straight legs, not overly slutty. Scratch that, including myself, she was dressed very modestly compared to

the other women around this place.

"My name is Rin. It's a pleasure. Who might you be?" Her voice was soft, and sing song like. How interesting. "...I am Fu. What

are you doing in a place like this?" I asked coldly. She smiled wide, making me take a step back at her sudden cheerfulness.

Immediately, she clasped her hands over mine, tightly. "You are, Fu? Ah~ So we finally meet!" What is up with this chick...what a

weirdo. I was about to pull myself out of her grip, until the doors of Jokers office opened. I turned at the sound of the soft creak.

Joker. In the flesh. "Ah kitten. I've missed you. I see you two have met?" Joker cooed, pulling me away from the bubbly girl, into a

posessive embrace. Rin smiled at Joker, as a light flush came across her face.

I was escorted inside the room; Rin next to me, Killer in tow. At least I'm not alone with the jerk, saves me from putting up a fight. I

let a wave of calmness overtake me as I watched Joker take a seat behind his desk. When i turned to the chaise, I saw, Red.

Sitting, well more like sprawling on the seat. Regardless, I sighed, and ushered for him to move over; surprisingly he obliged. I

cocked up a curious eyebrow at him, and he just shrugged with a haughty smirk on his lips. Killer sat on the loveseat, next to us,

with Rin. Doflamingo motioned for the mysterious woman to come to his side. Quickly, she obliged. I watched him whisper

something into her ear; her smile turned downward for a second, before she nodded and left the room. Seriously, what a weird

chick.

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his arms on the golden backing of the chair. I stopped a small shiver from going down my spine, at the close contact. But why...?

I ignored it for the moment, as Joker relaxed in his seat, and grinned, as if to address us. Killer handed him a folder, thick with

papers, and parchments. With a nod he also left the room; leaving I, Red, and our oh so lovely boss, alone together. Taking

Killers advice, I kept a blank, emotionless expression on my face as I relaxed further into the chairs backing. Joker was silent for

some time as he flipped through the evelope of papers.

Expressions ranging from slight frowns to sickening grins, he finally closed the folder with a satisfied look. Stuffing them into a

drawer in his desk, he finally turned to acknowledge us; well mostly me. "Kitten~ my you seem to have been on a streak of

acceptable behavior... congradulations." He smiled devilishly, hoping to get some sort of amusing reaction out of me. Needless to

say, I did not oblige. Even through those dark, ever present sunglasses, I could see his eyes narrow, as if he was examining me,

thoroughly. Whatever. I wasn't really in the mood to do any talking, I was only here to know why something so stupid, could have

made me stay in this place.

Without asking any questions, he finally leaned back in his seat, thinking over his next few words carefully. "You may not leave. It

has come to my attention once before that you wanted, and still want, to leave me; and by that my darling, I am hurt." I kept my

stone cold face, and crossed my legs impatiently. He continued on. "I see in this report, that you have been a good kitty. Thank

you. But..." he frowned deeply, standing from his seat and making his way over to us, slowly. He crouched down to my eye level;

grabbed my chin, firmly, and smirked. "If you think you can hurt me so, then maybe I should sell you off to one of my...associates.

How does that sound, hmm?"

I didnt respond; to which I'm sure pissed him off. But he wouldnt show it. No, not in front of Red. Oh

no. He would save that talk for another day...a day when it would just be he, and I, away from anyone that might step in.

"I...happily decline that offer. I would prefer to stay here." I whispered, as his grip tightened on my face.

A twinkle in his eye, and his growing smirk, told me that it would be nearly impossible to get my way; it was his way or the

highway. At least...for the time being. Doffy shot Red a cool look, as he let go of my face, and stood up. "Continue to keep an eye

on her. But as of now, she is not confined to my home anymore. I trust you know what needs to be done, otherwise, yes?" Red

mock saluted our boss, before we were both ushered out of the room, as well. Even though I did get to meet with him, he still

didnt tell me anything...well at least not the answer I was hoping for. I guess for now it would have to do.

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Present~:

FU's POV

Boa Hancock. Such an eloquent and obnoxious woman. She was sweet, yes, towards women anyway. It would be cute if she

wasnt so...pompous and arrogant...not pushy. Regardless, I had locked myself in the room she had provided me in her

home, for two days. She said she had a meeting with Mihawk and Crocodile, before I decided to hole myself up in the bed

chamber. Did I want to go with her like she begged? Hell fucking no. Even though I refused to eat when it was time to eat, I didnt

I finally decided to get out of bed.

I was down to my last pack of cigarettes, as my vision came across the white, ornately carved, bedside table. I hadnt charged my

phone since I left my home...not that I really needed to. My friends were busy finishing school. I dont want to talk to Law, Kid, or

Killer. I want...to see my roomates, and their childish acts. For two grown ass men, they sure did act like kids sometimes. I

laughed to myself as I grabbed the pack of smokes off the table. I took a soothing first drag, and closed my eyes. I miss

everyone...but the person whose face kept popping into my head wasnt Ace's, or Marco's; it was Jokers.

As much as I didnt want to admit it to myself...I missed the pink asshole, but that didnt mean I would go out of my way to see him

either. The recurring memories are happening in my sleep again. But...I wasnt angry about it, well not really. Irritated would be a

better word for it. I need a vacation...maybe i should go somehwere by myself. Yeah, sounds like an excellent idea, for a later

date. Under the fresh towels i was brough, there was a note.

'Miss Fu, I will be home later tonight. Please, continue to make yourself

at home until my return. If everything goes well, I might have a surprise

for you.'

~Hancock

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I could hear the soft patter from the bottoms of my feet, against the cold marble tiled floor. Empty halls, gorgeous, and graced with

a lovely feminine touch. Gaudy, yes; but very classy. I had recently abandoned any and all communication devices I had, in my

quarters. With my smokes and a lighter, i continued on, bored but happy.

The dream, may have been unpleasant, but it did help with the direction, and emotional strain. I can't...no, i won't let myself be

overcome with emotional weakness. I am not a child anymore, I know...well not really, what I have to do, and what needs to be

done. Even if it means...

Ouch! What the hell... am I stupid of what...walking into walls again. Im terrible at not zoning out. I rubbed the forming lump on my

forehead, and winced as I looked up into the eyes of... "Holy..shit.. what're you..doing...here..?" I whispered, staring into a pair of

honey-golden eyes.

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(a/n: I am so sorry to cut this installemnt short. I ended up meeting up with a really good friend from high school, and we went off

, but hey, I'm not complaining. Anyway, theres also this super cute guy, with the prettiest jade eyes, and awesomeness; needless

to say, he has been quite the distraction for me this past week. Depending on this new encounter, I might not be updating as

much as I'd like to. Sorry..Ahaha..)

aqua-empress: yes; Kid was set to be a distraction, and an experiment. Mostly for Doflamingos amusement. Anyway, I am not

going to continue the recollections of the past, well not yet anyway. Lol. I dont want to rush things or people, and myself will get