Chapter Twenty-Nine: Jealousy
Alright, here is chapter twenty-nine! It's time I've added some angst or something to this wonderful relationship and plus I feel like being somewhat evil so here ye go :3 The next chapter's gonna be a good one *Smirks*
I've been wanting to do a chapter like this for a long while but I had no clue how but I finally thought of something and yeah here it is :3 And a character I've never written is in here for a short while! :D
Enjoy! :D
Summary for all chapters: More MarcoxThatch One-Shots. Some will be AU, some will not or they can go either way :P Some will be with the two just being friends or being dorks or whatever I feel like writing :P
Summary for this chapter: No summary, sorry ^^"
Disclaimer: One Piece belongs to Eiichiro Oda~! :D
Thatch entered the building Marco worked in and went up to the secretary who was reading something.
"Excuse me, I'm here for…"
"Stay behind the yellow line that's there specifically for you before I call security on you." The lady said not even looking up already knowing it was Thatch.
"Come on, Kari, I'm only here to-"
"Security!"
"No, no! No security! Look, I'm behind the line now, good enough for ya?" Thatch said immediately going behind the line and then saw the guard come up next to him. "Hey, nice seeing you again."
"Is he trying to call Marco again by jumping over the desk and using the pager?" The guard asked.
"No!" Thatch answered before Kari could. "I'm just here to pick up Marco. I'd call him myself but I forgot my phone."
"That doesn't surprise me." said Kari.
"Me to." added the guard.
Thatch felt his eye twitch. "Are you gonna tell Marco I'm here or what?" He said slightly annoyed.
"He left already." Kari answered.
"Left?"
"He told me to tell you that he'll be at the pizzeria a few buildings away from here."
Thatch took the obvious hint but spoke anyway. "You couldn't tell me that in the first place?"
"No."
"Alright then." He made to leave but stopped at the door turning back. "Which way?"
"To the right, three buildings down and it's actually across the street." The guard answered.
"Thanks, Bob!"
"It's Will!" He yelled making his way towards Thatch who quickly fled laughing. "Damn brat."
Kari just smiled.
Outside, Thatch decided to walk to the pizzeria, since it was pointless moving the car, (plus there wasn't enough parking) which didn't take long. Once Thatch was there he saw Marco who was talking with a lady. And… he's holding flowers. Now they're laughing. … Now Marco's giving her the flowers! What the hell?!
Thatch felt himself getting jealous and wanted to go over there and tell the lady off. Who did she think she was anyway?! Next thing Thatch knew he was crossing the street and sped up to Marco and the lady as they went to hug each other.
"Whoa! Whoa!" Thatch said just going between the two pushing them away from each other and faced Marco. "Who is she?! Why are you giving her flowers?! You're my boyfriend, not hers! And I thought you were getting pizza?!"
Marco just stood there dumbfounded not even knowing where Thatch came from. He then blinked and shook his head and began explaining before Thatch did something stupid. Again.
"This…" Marco began as he pulled the lady forward. "…is the owner of the pizzeria. Her name is Jewelry Bonney and we've been friends for a while now. The flowers were offered to me because she wanted to go out as friends. I told her no and gave them back because I was just telling her about you and I did come here to get pizza for dinner and you thought I was cheating on you?"
Thatch blushed lightly and looked away. "Well… I… Uh…"
"So you're Thatch." Bonney spoke. "Like Marco just said he was just telling me about you. I was surprised when Marco told me he has a boyfriend. You both did good and I can tell you both care about each other very much." She winked at the last part.
Thatch blushed harder. "I was not jealous." He mumbled.
Marco also blushed hoping it wasn't noticeable and picked up the two boxes of pizza. "Sorry about that, Bonney. We'll be going now. Thanks for the pizza." He nudged Thatch's shoulder making him look up. "Say something."
Thatch looked at Bonney. "Sorry for pushing you away like that. And scolding. And… yeah. … Thanks for the pizza."
Bonney smiled. "It's alright and no problem."
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It was a quiet ride home except for the music playing on the radio. Even when the two lovers came home it still remained quiet even as they entered the kitchen and sat at the table with the pizza on said table. Then Marco finally spoke.
"You were jealous."
It wasn't a question.
"A little." Thatch said lowly.
"A little my foot, you practically pushed Bonney back into the store."
Thatch resisted the urge to roll his eyes but still didn't look at Marco.
"You thought I was cheating on you."
That wasn't a question either.
"Look at me and say something."
Thatch did so. "Yes, I did. What was I supposed to think, Marco? Wouldn't you have thought the same if it was the other way around?"
"Of course I would."
"Exactly. Why didn't you tell me about her?"
"We just became friends a few weeks ago."
"And you wait till now to tell me this?"
"I didn't think-"
"Didn't think what?" Thatch asked his voice rising.
"I didn't think she'd stay friends with me if I told her about you that's what!" Marco answered getting annoyed.
"How is that important?! Clearly she wanted to be more than friends with you since she offered you flowers!"
"Which I refused! How was I supposed to know she was gonna ask me out?!"
"… So she did wanted to be more than friends."
"I didn't say that."
"You didn't have to."
Marco stood up slamming his hands on the table making Thatch flinch. "Damnit, Thatch! Stop believing your own stupidity over me!" He yelled now losing his patience.
Thatch did the same. "It's not stupidity! Don't you get it you idiot?! I was worried! I was worried because I care o.k?! When I saw you with the flowers I thought you were asking her out! I thought you were cheating on me and I thought…!"
"Thought what?!"
"I thought you were gonna leave me!" Thatch looked down as he got teary-eyed and spoke lower. "I thought you were gonna leave me." He repeated. "Just like Hancock did."
Marco's eyes widened.
Thatch spoke again. "It wasn't the exact spot but… that's where Hancock and I were when she broke up with me and the other guy. The pizzeria wasn't there at the time. Marco… I… When I saw you and Bonney I just… I thought… I'm sorry."
Thatch went to walk away but was suddenly pulled into a hug by Marco.
"I'm sorry to, Thatch. I should've told you about her sooner. I also should've told her about you but didn't because I wasn't sure how she would react. I didn't want her to say anything mean about us. About you."
"I didn't want you to leave me." Thatch cried out softly hugging Marco tighter. "I don't want you to."
"No matter what happens Thatch, we'll always be a family. That's a promise I know we can all keep." Marco pulled away slightly and placed his hand on Thatch's chin wanting said person to look at him. "Thatch, look at me." When he didn't Marco sighed. "I'll always care about you whether we're together or not. I promise. And if that promise is somehow broken you have my permission to make me bald."
Thatch almost smiled but stopped himself. Marco on the other hand didn't miss it.
"We both know you'd enjoy that. It wouldn't be the first time. Only this time you have my permission."
This time Thatch smiled at the memory of when he cut Marco's hair for the first time when they were younger. Marco was bald for a month until it finally started growing back. Thatch finally looked at Marco and spoke.
"You looked funny. … I'm sorry."
"For my hair or about earlier?"
"Both. Mostly about earlier."
"It's alright. It only means you care in your own Thatch way."
"Hey."
Marco chuckled at Thatch's pouting and they both sat back down at the table and began eating. There was just one more thing Marco had to know.
"You still have that picture you took of me when I was bald don't you?"
The doorbell was rung and Thatch 'ignored' the question and stood up. "Theresthedoorbellbetteranswer." He said quickly scurrying to the door.
"Don't think I'll forget that easily!"
*Sits back in chair with arms crossed like a work boss* XD I miss writing stuff like this sometimes. Actually, I miss it a lot. But the next chapter makes up for it. I'm gonna have to put a warning label though, lol~
So what did you guys think? Sorry for typos and stuff :P
Thatch, here and I'm taking over this A/N cuz this chapter was kind of angsty or whatever it's called. So I'm here to lighten the mood! ^-^ … Sup? *Is thinking of what to say* Hm… Oh! Have you guys ever pulled a prank on someone? If so, what was it and on who? If not… What're you waiting for?! Do a prank! They're fun! Well, except when you get punished or thrown overboard but that's half the fun to! XD Especially when it's someone serious being pranked. Like Marco. But be careful with him. Sometimes when I sit I think of when- wait, what am I writing?! I'll take this part out when I'm done. If I remember… So have you guys ever pranked your parents? If not don't ever do it depending on the prank. Back in our youthful younger charming looking days, Marco and I have actually pranked Oyaji a few times. And by a few times I mean very little. Oyaji seems to know what we're doing before we can actually do anything. And he always tricks us into telling him -3- OH! We got Oyaji real good one time! It was a long time, well not that long ago Marco and I aren't that old. How is Marco anyway I wonder… Ah, I'm getting of topic! Anyway, Oyaji was on a solo mission and we were bored so we decided to take apart Oyaji's chair and hid the pieces around the ship. It was funny when Oyaji came back and questioned where his chair went XD He actually searched for the pieces, probably just to play along with our antics, but then me and Marco had to put the chair back together -.- We didn't think that part through ^^" It was either put the chair back or switch places as division commanders for a month and yeah we weren't gonna do that. I kind of like my kitchen and Marco doesn't like the idea of me doing his paperwork cuz I'll ruin it or whatever. *Laughs* I once took some of the papers and wrote whatever and he got in trouble for it. No one ever found out. Ah~ good times. *Looks at what I wrote* Whoops, I over did it didn't I? Ah, well. … I feel like I'm forgetting something. *Is trying to remember but can't and just shrugs it off*
Review, please! I'll make you whatever you want if you do! ^-^/~
