Take note, some might find this tale uncomfortable. But I promise you, I have no intention of it. Female Izou and Haruna on the plate, and a hinted ThatchxIzou. Also, Jewelry Bonney will be considered as Luffy's friend.

Still a fair warning, I am not trying to own everything and English isn't really my strong language.

Sweet and Hot Tale Fourteen

I ain't cute and adorable

"Mind explaining what happened?" a distraught blond man demanded, staring at the masked face of Deuce.

The said man sweat drop, as he held the child form of his former Captain. The said child was smiling widely, sitting happily in Deuce's arm while hugging his orange hat.

"Come on Marco. There's no need to be upset" The freckled child grinned, tapping Deuce's arm to set him down. The light blue-haired man compiled, bending as he placed the child by his feet. Ace then grabbed for the sleeve of his yellow button on a shirt, rolling them to his sleeve. He smiled broadly, walking towards their pops barefooted.

Marco released a breath in distress, with brows frowning. He demanded an explanation from the masked man. But before Deuce could reply, a tiny squeal could be heard, gaining the source with their attention. Upon reaching the sound where it came from. Ace was being held by a woman wearing a pink and purple kimono. The child saw Marco and immediately raised his arms for him while trying to break free from Izou's hold.

With a sigh, the blond man walked towards his sibling. "Come on Izou, let Ace go" he ordered while grabbing for the young boy by his armpits. But Izou held him tight by his hips, glaring at Marco.

"Nope, you just want him to yourself"

"Shut up. He still needs to visit Pop to report what happened" He denied, while aggressively pulling the young ace by his upper body.

As they were pulling him back and forth, tears had started to swell from the raven-haired child. A tick mark had started to appear from being pulled on both sides, feeling pain as they did so. Unable to bear, he summoned his fire and set himself on fire. Making Marco and Izou drop him to the ground. Ace had then jumped as soon as he landed on his feet. Using his flame to stabilize himself in the air, he decided to land on his best friend's shoulder for safety.

"You damn bastards are hurting me" The young lad shouted with tears gathering in his eyes, arms crossed in front of his chest, brows furrowed as he stood by Deuce's shoulder. "As Marco said, Izou, I still need to report to Pops, and I am tired so I want to rest." He shouted, he then averted his gaze to Marco. "And you, you sleep alone tonight. I'll stay with Deuce." he declared while stepping afoot to Deuce's hand and sitting on his arms. With a glare to his co-commanders, he asked Deuce to bring him to Pops, the masked man complied, bowing his head to the other two and left while carrying the seven-year-old form of Ace.

"Ohhhooo, looks like someone got mad." said the man with a pompadour hair. Another girl had popped from his side and giggled. "And someone will be sleeping alone tonight" Haruna chimed.

Marco glared at the two and left while shoving his hands into his pockets.

"Where are you going?" Izou asked, raising one of her brows.

"Obviously, to listen to what Ace has to explain" The pineapple haired man responded, walking to the direction Deuce had taken and was then followed by the three commanders behind him.

"As what we found out pops. The source was Ace's Brother's friend, who happened to be sick and had docked the island to buy some medicines, but somehow, things happened and she accidentally turned some town's people there young or old. And this Idiot here got turned when he went and talked to her, when the first mate told him not too." earning chuckles at the men around them, making the child glare at the audience.

"And when will it wear off?" the older man asked, staring at the seven-year-old child with the mind of an adult.

"Well, as her first mate told us. There's no specific date when it will just wear off itself. Also, once she gets better. She promised to undo the casting." his masked son responded, standing beside Ace.

The older man tightened his lips, staring at his young son without words. He then crouched himself down to Ace's level and picked the lad up, with his fingers. Ace let out a yelp and grabbed the older man's fingers. He was then plopped to a palm, sitting as he stared at his adoptive father with furrowed brows. As he was about to ask, the older man smiled with glee and soon started to laugh. Patting Ace's head, and commented how tiny and cute he looks.

The said young man turned red, as he tried to punch his Pop's finger with his tiny fist, demanding not to be called cute. But the older man only laughed and commented on how cute he's acting. Deuce smiled at their Pop's reaction trying to stifle his laughter. Ace turned his attention to him and glared at his best friend, who was now laughing at his red face.

They were already in the dining room, lining up to grab their meal. Deuce had left him alone, as the said man was too tired to eat after handling everything as Ace was too small to do everything on his own.

The freckled child was standing behind a larger man, as he waited patiently for his turn. When suddenly he was pushed from behind and dropped to his knees. The child yelped in pain, surprised by the sudden impact. The man in front of him apologized and helped him up to stand. As they were talking and gushing at how cute their second commander is. The said lad only laughed, accepting their apologies, but soon turned sour as he shouted at the man commenting how cute he is. But instead gleed at his response.

However, they failed to notice their first commander's approaching form while glaring behind their heads. With a fake cough, he caught their attention and they immediately stilled. They parted a pathway for the blond man to pass, and grabbed for Ace who was pissed at the group crowding around him.

"Lemme go!" Ace demanded, using his tiny hand to push Marco's face. The blond man grabbed both of the child's hand using his free hand. He raised his brows at the younger lad, who only pushed his face at the crook of his neck. Realizing what was happening, he excused himself from his brothers and nodded at Thatch who was behind him this whole time. He walked out of the Galley while placing a hand on the freckled lads' back. Ace had then wrapped his arms around his lover and sobbed.

Marco went towards the main deck, nodding at the Whitebeard who was watching them curiously.

Placing the young toddler's leg around his waist, he whispered in his ears to hold tight. As soon as he felt the tighten hold from tiny hands, he transformed his arms into wings and flew towards the crow's nest. Landing softly to the wooden floor, he sat to the attached makeshift chair and placed the lad on his lap, moving one of his hands in a circle to soothe the young lad, while placing the other one to his hair.

"Thanks" Ace muttered, sitting now on his older lover's lap and placed his hands on the man's shoulder. Marco smiled and gave a peck to the lads' forehead making the later flush in red.

"Do you think you can tell me what's wrong?"

Ace nodded his head and turned. Still sitting comfortably in the man's lap, while leaning on his chest. "I want my body back" he whispered, holding on Marcos's hand that was holding him by his stomach. The older man hummed and agreed.

"And I didn't like how they kept telling me I am cute and adorable." he huffed, crossing his arms and pouting. His lover only smirked at his actions as the young lad was contradicting his own words. "I am not fucking cute, I am a man you know." At this Marco chuckled, making his chest move. Ace's cheeks had bloated, pouting at the man who was now laughing behind him. Turning around, now kneeling on the man's lap. He demanded Marco to stop.

The man had then pressed his lips to Ace's nose and smiled at his blushing face. "Am I not allowed to call my lover cute?" he asked. Crossing his arms, he huffed and shook his head to his left and pouted. "Nope. I prefer you to call me 'cool' rather than 'cute'."

"AAhhh, I see" the man smiled, grabbing for the freckled cheeks. He gave them a squeeze and planted another kiss on his nose.

"Stop that" the lad rebuked while slapping the older man's lips. "What you're doing is child molestation. And you could get jailed"

"Well glad to know that I am a pirate since I can do whatever I want"

"Oh Marco, I didn't know that you prefer small children?" a voice called out beside the, grinning widely at the couple.

The two averted their attention to the source and saw Thatch balancing a big plate of food in his hand. Once the man had stood properly in the crow's nest, he placed the plate on the floor and grinned at the first commander.

"Well I have known that you are a 'cradle robber' But I didn't think that you fancy toddlers too"

Marco glared as the fourth commander faked gasped, "Oh my god, need to tell Pops, we need to make sure toddlers are away from you"

"Shut up thatch. What do you want."

The said man raised one of his brows, expecting Marco to respond. But he was surprised that it was Ace who spoke.

"Ohh, such as a poor child. What has this old man done to you? If he tried something. Be sure to shout, and we will beat him up for you."

Turning his body from Marco, he slid himself down beside the man. He lit his hands on fire, as he asked what the cook wanted again. Pouting, Thatch complained. "Is that how you treat me after I brought you your plate of food? If so, I and my food are busy. So I won't bother you for far longer." He then attempted to grab the plate, but he felt tug on his trousers. Smirking he turned his attention to Ace and smiled.

"Sorry. Thanks, Thatch"

Patting the child's head, "No worries" His eyes had then averted back to Marco and smirked at the older man.

He then crouched down to Ace's eye level, who was now busy eating the food in front of him. "Remember this Ace, if Marco will do something bad. Just shout and we'll be there immediately."

Marco glared even harder to his brother, who only smirked at him.

"Well, I don't want to disturb you guys further. So If you'll excuse me. Laters~" The man stood on the rail, as he leaned back, and flipped in the air, only to land on the deck at someone.

"Damn you, Thatch, get off me"

"Oops sorry love"

Ace was standing by his toes, with meat on his hand, while watching the scene unfold below them. Giggling as he saw Thatch on a chokehold by his lover. Marco smiled at Ace, walking towards the lad, as he sat near the food, and started to eat.

"Hey, that's mine" Ace shouted, and stepped back to sit beside Marco.

It was already night time when Marco went back to their room. Settling Ace to the bed, who immediately fell asleep after filling his stomach with food. Walking towards his desk, he sat and started to continue his work. He was too engrossed in his work, he didn't notice the time passing three in the morning. Putting his glasses to the desk, he yawned and stretched his back. Feeling satisfied, after hearing his bone crack.

"Such an old man" he heard the voice that he used to hear before. Turning his attention to the raven-haired man, who was now back to his original body.

"Glad to have you back" he smiled lovingly at the lad.

The lad smiled fondly at him and stood up, walking behind Marco, he placed his arms around his neck. "Glad to be back" he responded back while pressing his lips on the stubble jaw of his lover.

"Thank you for last night, love."

Marco raised his arm and placed them on Ace's back. Pulling him closer, and guiding him to his lap. "Of course. I am the only one who is allowed to see you act cute."

Ace chuckled at him and pinched the older man's nose.

"Even if you are my lover. You are still not allowed to call me cute"

"Then my handsome cute lover"

"You still called me cu-"

Ace didn't get to protest, as he felt his lips being sealed with Marco's own lips. Smiling, he wrapped his arms around the older man and responded back to his kiss.

I hope that was fine?

Suggestions are welcome,

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