Kind of long chapter, I hope you Enjoy!

Rated M, sexual content!

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Five reasons

"I'm sorry." The words still stunned the fishman. He looked towards the red-haired woman, her first torture session was an hour ago. Her body was battered and bruised, but the wounds were starting to heal. The abilities she possesses never cease to amaze him. "Red, you shouldn't be apologizing. My position isn't worth it, I still stand by my decision." Red shook her head, making her bangs fall over her face. Her crimson eyes still shined through her locks as she turned her head to face Jinbe. "Thank you Jinbe, I just hope Boa won't do same thing." The small smile she gave him was weak and shaky, it made him wonder what she was hiding.

This whole thing is bazar. Dagger giving his sister to Impel Down, the execution, the war, all of it. Yet, she shows no signs of fear, it's as if she wants this to happen. Red has changed a lot since Fisher Tiger saved her, but even then, she showed no fear. She was the reason Koala got along with us so well. The woman is a warm flame glowing in the dark hearts of everyone she meets. I hope she isn't planning to do it, throw it all away and end her suffering.

"Red, I won't let you die." Jinbe muttered. He saw Red stiffen from his words, her head tilted downward, and her bangs fully covered her eyes. Her tongue clicked the roof of her mouth as she bit her lip. That is all Jinbe needed to see to know what she was thinking. "That's why you show no signs of struggle, you want to die. Red, why?" Her teeth dug deeper into her lips. Her legs curled closer into her lap. "The power I wheeled killed someone I hold dear, keeping it feels as if I'm the one who killed her." Her low tone made Jinbe struggle to hear her, but he did. "Red, is this about the blood or the devil fruit?"

"The devil fruit. When I ate it, I went out of control." Her wrist twisted against the metal. She winced at the memory and thought of the blood stained on her hands. "I killed her. I don't care about Roger's blood, he was friends with Rayleigh, he can't be that bad. I don't judge the man anyways. But the devil fruit… the scars… the memories… the pain… that's what haunts me." The fishman went quiet, the whole floor was quiet. They might have heard Red, or they felt the tension in the air. "I don't blame Dagger for Blue's death, I only blame him for giving me this wretched power. Of course, my older brother knows this. What he's planning is a mystery, but I have no doubt it'll be something big." Once again it was quiet.

The sound of the elevator crashing against the ground drew everyone's attention. Jinbe straightened his back to see who it was. Red kept her head down and stayed quiet, about time he came to visit me. She thought when she heard heavy footsteps approaching her cell. The footsteps stopped in front of the sea prism stone bars. A deep sigh was let out from the old man standing above her. The flicker of the flame he carried illuminated her crimson hair. Red picked up her head, eyes still covered by red locks. A small smile stretched onto her pale dry lips from the predictable man. "Hey Garp." She greeted in a semi loud tone. She rolled her shoulders to ease the pain in her neck.

Garp scanned her body, "I see your wounds have healed." He commented. Even with the laugh he gave out, you could tell seeing her in this state was affecting him. "Your execution is in three days." He commented. "You sound as if it's my crucifixion." She muttered. "Why Red? You could've been a fine marine."

"Hate to tell you this gramps but everyone I know is a Pirate, not to mention a marine's sense of justice is bull shit." She spat. Garp let out a heavy sigh, "that isn't true." He took a seat in front of the cell and placed the candle on the ground. "Ohara, Alabasta, Enies Lobby, would you like me to continue?" Garp was silent, so Red pressed on. "The only good marines are you, Smoker, Koby, and Kuzan. Sengoku used to be a good one, looks like he's lost his way."

"How do you know Koby?"

"Luffy told me about him while I was at Sabaody." Red's eyes shifted to the ground below her at the mention of her little brother. He's so much like Nako she can't stand it. "I can't deny that, but your sense of justice would be great to the world government. I would say so is your older brother's, but I know that brat is planning something. Do you know what?" Red picked her eyes up and slid her tongue against her teeth. "It's a sibling thing." She blurted with a laugh.

"You consider him your sibling? Even after all this."

"I don't care about being tortured or being in prison. My wounds heal, and I'm used to pain, no matter how sensitive my body is. Where is he anyways? I didn't get a creepy goodbye."

"He left after we told him your execution date. Apparently we shattered his mystery plan."

A snort came from Red, "I doubt that." Red picked up her head and gave a challenge to the old man. "If there's one thing I know, it's that Dagger always gets what he wants."

A loud bang resonated from the top deck. All commanders paused their work and looked at one another. Right now, everyone was calling their allied forces, telling them about what's happened to Red. Even though the woman spends most of her time sleeping, she is very familiar with their allies. They used the allies to convince her to join their crew. To think it's been half a year since then. "Me and Izo will check it out." Thatch ordered. It's rare for Thatch to take things seriously. But since she found out what happened to Red, she has been nothing but stern. She woke up five hours ago, feeling good as new. Marco's devil fruit works wonders. Speaking of the first commander, him and the second are upstairs. They are talking to Whitebeard, Law, and Kid about what is to come.

Izo hung up the transponder snail and gave Thatch a confused look. The chance of them getting attacked is slim. Rayleigh coated their ship, meaning they are traveling under water. It has now been a whole day since Red disappeared, and they will make damn sure it never happens again. Thatch nodded to Izo, gesturing for him to follow.

They weren't the only ones rushing to the noise. Both met Marco and Ace in the hallways, from their faces, I don't think the meeting went well. Thatch sighed. She slammed the door to the top deck open, only to be blinded by the sunlight. When their eyes adjusted, shock spread through their faces.

On the deck was familiar red hair, except it wasn't attached to the woman they know and love. Instead, it was attached to the bastard who kidnapped her. He was laying against the balcony, oblivious to the death glares he was earning. Not oblivious, he didn't care. His long eyelashes fluttered up. His perfect body shifted to the side, and his gorgeous green eyes traveled to the commanders. The green earring dangling from his ear twinkled in the light. A smile stretched on his soft lips, "oh, hell-"

Clash. Metal clashed against talons. Marco growled when he looked down at his transformed feet. A dagger was scratching against his claws. "That's not very polite-"

"Fire Fist!" Once again, Dagger was interrupted. A large amount of fire started hurtling towards him. Swiftly, Dagger dodge the fire and the surprise bullets waiting for him from Izo. "Can I explain?" He asked with a sigh. Too bad, the commanders weren't in the mood to talk. Thatch threw a series of punches at Dagger. Her fist coated in Haki, and her eyes filled with anger.

"DAGGER!" The oldest brother turned his head to the side and spotted Kid, Killer, Law, and Whitebeard. "KID!" He shouted back. Unlike Kid's rage filled scream, Dagger's scream filled with enthusiasm. A fist connected with the man's face, it was the fourth commander. His body flew back and slammed against the wall of the mess hall. Dagger picked his head up and shook off the impact. His body made a dent in the wall, but still, he stood up and brushed it off. Kid jumped in front of him, he stretched his arm back, getting ready to throw a punch. "I'm the only one who has information." Kid's fist stopped, his knuckles were lightly touching Dagger's pale skin.

Kid withdrew his fist and growled, "Then tell me asshole, what did you do to her?!" Dagger let out a sigh and dusted off his clothes. He was unfazed by the growls and stares he was getting from the crew. More commanders came up stairs, showing the same resentment towards him. Once again, they were ignored. Dagger pulled at his baggy gray pants, getting the last of the dust out, and walked over to Marco. The blonde was next to his captain, showing the most animosity towards the redhead. He stopped right in front of the blond and gave him a smile. "So, you're the man who stole my sister's heart? Ya? Pineapple head?"

Another growl came from the man, Dagger could tell he's barely controlling his devil fruit. "She isn't your sister Dagger!" Kid yelled from behind him. The older brother shifted to face the younger. His green eyes displayed irritation from the statement. "I am her brother, don't ever forget that." He spat.

Izo looked at the man with observing eyes, his whole demeanor changed. Just from that statement? Thatch gripped onto Izo's hand, the fourth commander had a bad feeling about all his. Luckily, Izo was there to calm her nerves. He stroked her small hand affectionately and pulled her closer to him.

Dagger turned back to the first commander. Kid was at a loss of words from Dagger's tone and glare. It's a look he was quite familiar with, it was the same look he gave anyone whenever they messed with his siblings. Seeing the protective look made many emotions pile inside of Kid, so he decided to stay quiet.

"I wish to speak to you and your captain." He said in a pain tone.

"Why the hell would you? I should kill you where you stand for what you did to Red!" More anger sept out of Marco from his words. The image of Red's back still haunts his mind. The things she did to herself because of him!

Whitebeard felt the anger his son was brewing and made a decision. "Yes, we can talk, but you need to wear handcuffs." The captain's voice was stern and deep. It left no room for discussion, not like Dagger needed a discussion. "Old man, you might as well not bother with the cuffs." Kid interjected.

"And why not, he's a devil fruit user." Ace commented. He was calmer than Marco, but only by a little. He wanted nothing more than to kill the man in front of him, but he had to follow Pop's choice.

"Sea prism stone doesn't work on him, same goes for Red." Kid's voice became lower. Sadness filled his eyes at the mention of his sister. The hot head left the top deck, he needed to clear his mind, and his brother isn't the best way to do it.

With questions floating in the air, Whitebeard, Marco, and Dagger, went to another room.

Izo and Thatch left, both needed to continue their job. Contacting their allies is important. Before they could get to the room, Thatch stopped in her tracks. Her hand was still gripping Izo, making him stop as well. "What's going to happen to Red?" She asked in a trembling voice. Her hand gripped tighter and her head tilted down. Tears rolled down her cheek. She misses the lazy woman, Red was like a sister to her.

I'm the only girl commander, I had no one to call a sister. Then, Red came along. As soon as I saw her, I became fascinated. I would come by her cell all the time to play games or to talk. Even though she was our prisoner, she still played with me. Hell, she even laughed with me. She would pout whenever she lost, brag whenever she won, and smile whenever I would see her. Then, when she joined the crew, we became even closer. She would tease me about Izo, pull pranks with me on Ace. I've never had so much fun with one person. I miss her.

Izo pulled Thatch's arm, snapping the fourth commander out of her thoughts. Before she could react, her face buried into Izo's chest. The long-haired man smelled exotic in a way. Irresistible… Thatch couldn't help but snuggle closer. She felt the tall man plant a small kiss on her head, it made a tingle go down her spine. Her hands trailed up his chest to his cheeks. Her head tilted up to look at the man. His dark eyes had the same emotions as hers. Both have want, desire. But they also have that voice that lurks in the back of their mind.

For Thatch, the voice was telling her to hurry up already. Saying she'll never get another chance like this. Izo is reliable, determined, caring. Whenever she looks back on the time they shared, he is always there for her. Her heart rate picked up from the thought. I-I'm falling for him? Or have I already fallen? Either way..

For Izo, the voice was telling him to stop. Thatch is vulnerable right now, I don't want to take advantage of that. But for some reason, I find myself leaning closer to her kissable lips, unable to stop myself. Thatch is perfect, cheery, brave, loving, and strong. Whenever I picture the woman, she is always helping others. I wish I could be as amazing as her.

When their lips touch, all their doubting and anxiety washed away. The annoying voice melted from the heat of their lips. Neither of them knows who initiated the kiss, and neither of them cared. Izo put one arm around her waist and used his other hand to hold up her chin. Giving him a better angle for the kiss. He didn't want this moment to end. He's been holding back these emotions for so long, now that they are being released, he never wants to hold them again.

Thatch was the one who broke the kiss, Izo made a disappointed noise when she did. Thatch giggled when she heard him groan, her laugh made him smile. The fourth commander laid her head against his chest again. "Izo, I like you." She said in a soft tone. The sixteenth commander placed his hand on her head and trailed his fingers through her hair. "I like you too Thatch." The statement made Thatch jerk her head up and kiss him again.

This kiss was longer and more intense than the first. Their bodies flushed together, their tongues explored each other. Neither of them wanted this to end. Thatch let out a soft moan when she felt Izo's hand start to explore her body. Her nimble fingers dug into his long hair. The dark blue locks felt like silk between her fingers. Thatch has been wanting to do this for a long time, kiss him, touch him, she felt like she was in a dream. "Izo…" Izo's hand gave her breast a soft tug to test the waters. The sixteenth commander's hands aren't callous and big like most men, his are slender and soft. Thatch couldn't get enough of his hands, another moan escaped her when he squeezed the sensitive skin. She tried not to pull his hair from the sensation, instead, she pulled his head closer to her. She demanded more of him, she hasn't had enough yet.

Her free hand slipped into his baggy kimono. She felt the muscles that lay on his chest with a satisfied hum. Izo groaned when he felt her small index finger slide against his hardened nipple. The finger slid over it again but pressed harder against it. Thatch's tongue retreated, she sucked on Izo's bottom lip as she pushed the kimono farther apart. Her mouth left his and tracked to the harden nipple. Her wet tongue sagged against the tense nub as slow as possible. "Thatch." Izo moaned. He pulled her way from his chest and grabbed her arm. "Where are we going?" She asked in a fake innocent tone. Izo turned his head to face her, small splotches of blush stained his cheeks. "My room, it's better there." Izo's embarrassed voice made Thatch giggle. She had no problem with continuing, as she stated before, she needs more of him.

Thatch took a seat on Izo's bed. As always, the man's room is organized and neat. She heard the close of the door and jumped. Her heart pounded when she saw him walk towards her. Yet, she couldn't stop smiling at him. Izo took a seat next to Thatch, his hand sat in her lap as his fingers latched onto hers. "Thatch… are you sure you want to do this?" Izo kept his focus on the hand intertwined with his. During their walk here, that voice came back into his mind. He doesn't want to do something she might regret later. I mean, how do I know she likes me? It could've been a heat of the moment kind of thing. Thatch felt Izo's hand squeezed tighter around hers. "I want to do this Izo. I like you a lot" She replied. Her small fingers tilted up his chin, she gave a smile and laid another kiss on his cheek. More red gathered in Izo's face, "I like you a lot too, but what if-"

"No what ifs Izo. Do you doubt that I like you? I can give you five reasons why, right here, right now." Thatch had a stern voice but a calming grin. She held up five fingers and wiggled them in front of his face.

Izo couldn't help but smile, "alright give me five."

Thatch smirked, "alright, one, your caring and always want the best for people." She gave him a small kiss on the cheek before continuing. "Whenever I'm sad or down, I can always rely on you to cheer me up." Another kiss, this time in the lips. "You're smart and know everything. It's kind of annoying sometimes." Izo snorted at the last sentence, but relaxed when he felt her kiss his jaw. "Something I noticed a long time ago, when we were at one of our territories, how good you are with kids. Probably because of your big heart." This kiss was on his chest. "Your so determined, you never give up on anything, no matter how tough." That was her five. Her last kiss fell on the sensitive nub on his chest. He jerked when he felt it.

She giggled at him struggling to keep his noises in, and leaned back into her normal sitting position. "There five, now I don't want to hear you doubt me ever again! You're such a meanie Izo." Thatch said in a half pout half joke.

Izo rolled his eyes playfully, "fine then, how about I give you my five." Izo turned his head to meet Thatch's lips. While kissing her, he pushed her body onto the bed with care. He pulled on the button of her shirt to warn her. When Thatch deepened the kiss as a 'go ahead' he started to undo the buttons. The shirt was easy to undo, the flaps of the button up pushed to the side and exposed her white bra. The bra clung right to her breast, barely able to fit her mounds. He broke the kiss to let Thatch breathe. "One, your smile is brighter than the sun." Izo started to unhook the bra from the front. Even though he makes clothes and has fashion coursing through his veins. (From his childhood in Wano.) he still struggled to take the clothing off. Once it was off, her breast sprung free from their confinement. They looked soft and squishy. He looked back up to Thatch, her face flushed and sweat glinted on her forehead. Her eyes sparkled with want and need, and so did his. He placed his lips on her neck and worked his way down to her chest.

Before he did anything to her perfect chest, he gave another reason. "You always have my back, no matter how much we fight." His pink tongue pressed against her nipple. She squirmed underneath the saliva dripping onto her chest from his tongue. Izo placed soft kisses around her breast, before taking some of it in his mouth. "Izo! T-that feels go-od..." Thatch whimpered. Izo took more of her breast into his mouth, encouraged by the noise she was making. She started to mewl when he used his other hand to play with the neglected one. Her body filled with heat and pleasured sensations. Her hands gripped her bedsheets as she kept moaning.

Izo released the breast and moved to the less wet one. Her nipple was more sensitive than ever when it left his mouth. When he started to play with it again with his other hand, her moans grew. "Mmmhppp…" her head tilted back, and her face grew hotter. Izo lessened his grip on the breast and picked up his head. Seeing Thatch biting her lip and squeezing her legs together made him lick his lips. He began to unbuckle her black shorts, "you're so goofy and cute." His voice has a tinge of amusement, but Thatch was too hot to care. Her shorts slid down with ease, exposing her white laced panties. The panties had a wet stain forming, Izo nudged her knees to get a better look. When he saw the large wet stain between her smooth thigh, he smiled. The smile was pride and lust. He noticed how some of the substance stuck to her thigh. To test it, he licked the sticky liquid. It stuck to the roof of his mouth, making the taste linger. Not that he minds, something about Thatch's juices tasted delicious. He wanted more.

His pointer finger slid across the warm wet fabric. Making Thatch moan, "Izo!" He avoided her clit on purpose to tease her. He leaned his head closer to her womanhood, taking in the sweet scent it was emitting. "You smell good." He said as his fourth reason. His taunting voice made her whimper. With the wet clothing still clinging to her soft skin, he trailed his tongue down her covered hole. Avoiding her clit once again. "Izo! P-please! I-it feels sooo good… I want moreee!" A small laugh came from Izo, he has to admit, he's enjoying this. His finger pulled at the panties at a slow rate, Thatch squirm more. "And last, you're impatient." He muttered, letting his moist breath add to the heat and wetness in her vagina. "Izo! Hurry!" He couldn't get over how amazing it felt to hear Thatch moan his name, but he let her have what she wished. His long tongue penetrated her soft and wet folds. He massaged the folds and worked his way through the first ring of muscle in her hole.

Thatch couldn't help it, she grabbed a fist full of his hair and pushed his tongue in further. "Mmmph! I'm sorry Izo! I mmmphhhh ne-neeed m-ore of you!" She said between her pants. Izo didn't mind, instead he copied the motion. His tongue went in and out of her womanhood. He felt Thatch's juices start to pile up on his tongue. He pulled his tongue out and inserted one of his fingers. "It's ok Thatch, relax a bit." With his other hand, he rubbed her inner thigh. Another digit inserted into her. Her breathing hitch from his long fingers, pressing against her inner walls. He started to thrust into her. It only took about five thrusts before he found her sweet spot. "Rig-t there! Pl-pleas-e Izo! I want more! Rig-t there!"

"As you wish." He responded, thrusting three fingers in the same spot. The brunette kept moaning, louder and louder the more he thrusted. He let his tongue play with her clit. "Yes! Don't stop! That feels so good babe!" Babe? I could get used to that. Izo licked, sucked, and kissed the nub until a sticky liquid coated his fingers. Thatch let out a loud moan from the sensation washing over her body. Heat was still packed into her and her breath was out of order. She felt his fingers slip out and soft kisses placed onto her temple. When her breathing restored, she looked up and saw Izo smiling down at her. He put his soft hand on her cheek and brought her close for another kiss. And that's when she realized- "I don't like you clothed." She blurted with a pout. Izo responded with a light chuckle, "as you wish." Izo pulled down the sleeves of his kimono to show off his muscular torso.

But before Izo could strip, banging resonated from the wooden door. "Marco finished the interrogation, come down to the meeting room." Izo and Thatch froze, they hoped to god the freckled idiot didn't hear them. If he did, they're screwed. "Ok!" Izo responded the best he could without showing his embarrassment. When he didn't hear anymore banging he assumed Ace left. Well, assumed… "Oi! Hurry up and have an orgasm, we don't have time for this. Thatch! Izo!" Ace doesn't have to open the door to know they're mortified. And you don't have to open the door to know Ace is sprouting a smug look. "Go the fuck away Ace!" Izo shouted, this time he showed his embarrassment.

Ace let out a laugh and started to walk away. It's about damn time! He thought. Now we need Red, and we won't stop until we get her.

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Ace cock blocking, lets hope it isn't a frequent thing. Oh, I wanted to repeat this in order it wasn't clear. Red hates Dagger for giving her this 'power' and because she couldn't control the power, she ended up killing Blue. Even though Killer, Kid, and Law, don't hold a grudge. She still feels guilt. Also, Roger's blood courses through her veins because of the experimentation Dagger did on her. That will be explained later.

I thought it was about time I put one of the two ships together, but I might be playing with Red's and Marco's feeling for a bit. Even when you think it's over... It's never over! Fufufufufu!