Welcome ladies and gents!
I would like to say thanks to SymmetricalMusic for the alert! Hope you like the story :D
So, I would like to rant a bit:
Izo's sexual orientation in this fic: I believe that he is a pansexual, but leans a bit more towards homosexuality. I hope that this doesn't offend any of you (seriously, my fic is full of all kinds of sexualities). So yeah… I lean towards ThatchxIzo, as you can hopefully see xD
Timeline: The 21st and 22nd chapters are about the same day. As in, Ran arrives on Grandia (day one) meets up with Ace and goes to the party, and the next day (day two) is all about the party aftermath, Ace and Ran, a little bit of Izo and Ran, then we have Marco and Jade and then we have this whole chapter, where Ace gets his glider, too.
MarcoxJade: This was a very unexpected pairing for me… I had no idea that they were going to come together like this… Anyways, I like their romance… It's a very old school dance kind of romance, I really like it :D However, I did take a bit of a risk in chapter 21 with her character… I hope it let to you guys understanding Jade a bit more. What did you guys think about her insomnia?
Commanders: I'm really comfortable with writing Thatch, Marco and Izo, as you can see, so I tend to stay in my safe-zone. Here, I did go a bit outside, I hope you liked it :D
Ok, I'm done now xD
Enjoy!
Chapter 22: U + Ur Hand – P!nk
"Are you sure that's alright?" Ran asked for the fourth time while packing quickly. Izo had won in the end. They had bought a ton of stuff on Grandia and brought it to the Commander's room.
"Yes! Ask me that again and I will throw you overboard!" Ace shot back from his position on the cross-dresser's bed. Izo will never know that the raven was on his silk sheets. Ever. The young pirate let his head fall back down on the mattress with a groan. "Just let me help you out sometime, crazy woman!"
"I can take care of myself, thank you very much!" Now Ran's voice rose and she started stuffing her clothes into the bags with more force. Izo had made her try everything on once more in his room. He had also put on his new clothes and paraded in front of his huge mirror. It had been quite a sight.
"I didn't say you couldn't." Ace sighed, his palm pressing to his eyes and forehead. Women were full of landmines. He stood up and crossed the room. It was red and pink, full of scented candles and expensive materials. Izo had a huge wardrobe, much like one that Ace and Thatch had sold, that had a mirror on the door and half open drawers with kimono's and obi's hanging everywhere. No doubt, to women, it was beautiful.
Ran snorted, pushing one of the short kimonos that Izo had advised her to buy into the bag. The man was insane. She had no idea what to do with all this stuff. Ace's arms came around her and caught her wrists. "Ace." Ran warned, but he didn't listen. The pirate pulled her up, making her drop an obi onto her bag. He spun her around, trapping her against his chest. Ran looked up to scold him only to see the ridiculous face that Ace was making. His tongue was out, eyes crossed and his eyebrows were making a funny shape. Ran burst into laughter and the pirate relaxed his face, a lopsided grin making its way back onto his features.
"I know that you can take care of yourself." He bent slightly down, still grinning. "I can only imagine how well you do that." The raven enjoyed the way she shivered when his breath fanned her face. Ran smiled at the implication of his words.
"I can show you how sometime." Ran angled her lips just right, barely brushing his when she spoke. "Maybe you'll learn something new." She felt his hold on her wrists relax. "Maybe you just need some practice, you know." Ace's eyes were dead on hers, trapping her. His grip was even more lax. She slowly worked her fingers on his, lacing them. "Perhaps spending a lot of time with a crew has made you soft." Ace had no idea if she was talking about pleasure or piracy anymore. It didn't matter though. Because all he could think about right now was getting Ran onto Izo's bed. For once, he wasn't worried about what the Commander would do to him if he did what he wanted to the woman on his bed. His mental fantasy was broken quite forcefully when Ran's fingers vanished and she grabbed his right arm in a second. She spun around him, kicking his knees forward. Ace found himself staring at Izo's lush carpet, Ran holding his arm locked behind his back.
"I can take care of myself, Ace." Her breath fanned his ear. He shuddered. Ran felt the goose bumps rise on his arm. She got brave and let her tongue out of her mouth, gliding it along the raven's earlobe. He groaned. Damn teasing woman. Where had she learned those moves? Both the close combat and the sexual stuff. Time to teach her a lesson.
In a second, Ace moved, using his superior strength and skill to flip the girl over his shoulder and into his lap. Ran yelped, surprised by the sheer power that the man held. It was exhilarating. She looked up to him, now chuckling. The pirate let himself fall back onto the carpet from his current crouching position. He settled himself there, holding the laughing pilot in his arms.
"I've never done this before." Ace admitted. Ran gave him a confused look. The raven shrugged. "You know, been close with a friend like this." The pilot moved, her hands coming around the pirate's neck and her legs going to the either side of his hips. She settled on his lap and brushed his hair back. Ace's hands circled her waist gently. "I-"
"Shhhh." Ran brushed her thumb across the pirate's lips and followed through with her mouth. Ace opened his own mouth on contact, surprising the girl. The raven took control of the kiss, his tongue catching hers in a gentle, but heated, dance. Ran gasped into his mouth when he traced the right spot of her cavern. She could feel his temperature rise under her. She tugged on his hair, loving the groan he gave. The pilot pulled back, too soon in Ace's opinion, gently suckling on his tongue. She caught her breath against his lips, both of them enjoying the intimate way they shared air.
Ace was staring into her eyes. She could see the heat, the want. And the fear. Her tongue darted out once more, and the pirate got ready for another hot kiss, but she didn't enter his mouth. Ran traced his lower lip just barely, enjoying the way his eyes warned her not to tease. Her teeth caught the lip next, gently tugging, nipping and pulling. Ace groaned again, his eyes closing. Ran let the abused lip go and pressed a chaste kiss to it. "Don't question things." Ran murmured. "Don't have doubts." She pressed a chaste kiss onto his lips again. "Don't label our relationship." Kiss. "Just enjoy." Ace's eyes caught hers and his lips caught hers in a hot, open mouthed kiss. His hands went under her top, caressing, enjoying her shivers and the way she pushed her hips down on his.
"Sweethearts, I am team Ran and Ace all the way, but not on my beautiful carpet." Izo's voice broke the moment. Ace jumped, trying to get up, forgetting that Ran was on his lap. That caused them to both splay on the floor, in a very awkward, painful and compromising position. The pink Commander laughed, leaning against the door, pipe in hand.
"How long have you been standing there?" Ace groaned, finally untangling himself. Ran stayed on the ground, laughing. The pirate extended his hand to her, pulling her up.
"Long enough, honey, believe me. I could go and write an explicit novel with all the heat that came my way." Ran kept laughing. Ace didn't really see what was funny. It was embarrassing, that's what it was. The pilot calmed down and walked to her stuff, resuming her packing. Izo winked at Ace. The raven stepped behind Ran. The Commander laughed.
"Leave him alone, Izo." Ran shot without looking. She knew the Commander well enough. He loved to play. She didn't doubt that Ace had pissed the cross-dresser off quite a few times. Izo was not one to miss a chance to get back at him.
Izo pushed off the doorway. "Let me tell you something, pets." Ran looked up at the Commander from her crouching position over her bag. Ace was still behind her. "You hurt each other." He pointed at both of them with his forefinger. "I will kill you. Both. And then bring you back somehow." Ran snorted, trying to hold in her laughter. "What? I need my shopping buddy." Izo shrugged and walked to his closet. Ace looked between the two. He had a problem in his pants and he wasn't really looking forward to trying to interpret the weird relationship between the pilot and the Commander.
"I'm going to take a walk." The raven proclaimed and headed out. Ran gave him a small wave and Ace nodded. Izo was still smirking his cat-like smile. Ace smirked right back. Prank your ass off for the interruption, the smile said.
"And a cold shower." Izo shot after the raven.
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Marco opened his eyes and blinked a couple of times, bringing himself back to reality. He figured out that he was in the medical wing, in doc's office by the smell of tea and medical herbs. The phoenix quickly remembered the events from earlier that day. Jade had been high. He had ended up making her sleep. Thatch had entered the room, looking for doc's advice. The 4th division Commander had assessed the situation with a knowing smile and promised to come back later. Marco had managed to get the pompadour to fetch his paperwork. He had, then, fallen asleep going through reports with Jade comfortably clinging to his middle.
The first thing he noticed was the lack of weight and heat that the dark woman's body had provided a few hours back. Marco heard a soft clang to his left and he adjusted his position, looking for the source. Sure enough, there was doc, her coat back on, making tea on her burner. She was struggling with her injured hands, but she still made the action look impressively graceful. The phoenix watched her work for a while, not alerting her to the fact that he was awake. She put tealeaves into a net and then dunked them into a cup of steaming water. The dark woman bent down, taking in the soothing scent of tea. She smiled slightly. Marco grinned lazily. He didn't approve of her sleeping methods, but he had to admit that she looked better already.
"Feeling better, yoi?" The phoenix alerted her to his presence, slowly sitting up. He gathered the papers all around the bed and put them in a messy pile on the nightstand. He looked up to see doc frowning at the unorganized pile of reports.
"It never happened." The woman told him. Marco kept his lazy grin up. She obviously didn't remember a lot, but she did recall the incriminating bits and pieces.
"Whatever you say. But, you'll have to shut Thatch up, too, yoi." He saw the instant change on her face. The phoenix almost felt sorry for Thatch. Keyword: almost. The pompadour had pranked Marco one too many times.
"You let him in?!" Doc shrieked. Marco could feel her Haki rising. Volcano. And he was knee deep in it.
"I didn't really have time to lock the door, yoi." He shot back. "I was more worried about you having an unidentified syringe." Wrong move. The woman crossed the room in seconds and caught Marco's shirt collar. He was a bit taller than her while standing, but she was still as intimidating as hell.
"Because I have no idea what I'm usually doing, right?!" She fired at him. He felt the back of his knees hit the edge of doc's bed as she tugged his collar back and forth. "You think I just pass around drugs, left and right?!" Marco opened his mouth to explain, but doc cut him off. "Oh! Oooooh! You think I'm an addict? Is that it?" She spun another story. "Out! Get out! I have work to do!" She pulled him to the door, opened it and threw the Commander out. A couple of pirates that were heading down the hall stopped and enjoyed the show. Doc throwing people out of her office was like a favorite play of theirs. "And if you think that I have an 'issue'." She made sarcastic quotation marks with her fingers. "You can take it up with the Captain!" She slammed the door.
Marco sat on the floor for a while. He sighed and ran a hand though his hair. How did he always end up getting the fiery end of her temper? The snickering pirates walked by.
"Time of the month, Commander?" One of them teased.
The phoenix pushed himself to his feet, the bored expression settling in on his face. "Just another normal day, yoi." He walked towards the deck. He needed to let doc cool off. He could ask all about the 'traitor' thing later. She needed a clear head to answer him.
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Ran found Ace after Izo and she packed. The pilot saw him sitting on the roof of the Captain's quarters, reading papers. She smiled, wondering if he knew why he liked sitting there. Both Izo and she agreed that Ace probably unconsciously wanted to be close to the Captain. She ran forward and swiftly jumped up, catching herself on the edge. Her arms easily pushed her up and she walked over to the frowning pirate. She picked up the hat from his head and slid the cord from under his chin. Ace turned around just in time to see Ran place the orange thing on her head. He was a bit surprised that she had left her hair down for so long. He preferred it that way, though. But, he kind of wanted her to keep the image of her with her hair down only to himself.
"Hey?" He wasn't sure why Ran was here. She had been packing to leave with Izo. They still hadn't left for some reason. Ace wasn't really tuned in to the whole 'rules and regulations' thing.
"Hey." The pilot smiled. She settled next to him, looking at the reports. "What are you doing?" She had ignored his questioning tone.
"Just some paperwork." He replied, looking at her cautiously. Ace found Ran rather unpredictable at times. It was exciting, yet scary. With most people he could tell the basics, except Luffy. Luffy was always an exception. Ran, when she got into these moods, when she looked kind of child-like, curious, she became just as unpredictable as Luffy. So, Ace watched her carefully as she inspected the papers. She looked to him and smiled.
"Is it important?"
"Y-yeah." The pirate slowly began gathering the paperwork. That smile promised trouble. For all he knew, she would toss it into the sea.
"Can it wait?" Ran's gloved hand came down onto one of the reports and Ace froze. No. He couldn't afford another paperwork mishap. The first time, he had forgotten to do it, so Marco had done it. The second, Thatch had conspired with him and they both ended up 'misplacing' their papers. Ace had burnt it. Then, he had figured out the 'act dumb and leave it all to the flaming chicken'. That meant that he would pretend that he had no idea what he should write and then bug Marco about it. After a while, the Commander had gotten pissed with Ace's tactics. It would be bad, real bad, if Ran got him thrown overboard to fetch his papers. He wouldn't put it past the phoenix to send him into the waves.
"Sure." He said carefully, gauging her reaction. Her, until then, closed lipped smile spread further, showing her teeth. The pilot picked up the report under her fingers and gave it to Ace. He accepted, letting out a breath of relief.
"Great!" Ran grabbed Ace's hand. "Come with me." Ace managed to put his Den Den Mushi on the stack of papers just in time before she pulled him after her. He didn't want the reports to be blown away. That would mean swimming. And, as mentioned before, swimming and Ace did not mix well.
Ran dragged Ace off the roof and onto the deck. She pulled the pirate all the way to the back of the quarters, where the Sparrow was. Ace noticed the new design right away. The wings were remodeled, allowing them to fold. He guessed that they were probably larger than before, too. It also had new golden patches and a paint job that nicely blended them into the machine. If he hadn't seen the glider before, he wouldn't have noticed the patches. The pirate looked at Ran, wondering why she had done all this new work on the bird.
The pilot let go of his hand, going to the machine. "The glider looks good." Ace complimented as Ran undid belts and chains on the bottom of the glider.
"Thanks." The pilot threw him a smile and then started undoing the wrapping on the cargo. Ace hadn't even noticed that. He moved forwards, curious.
"What's that?" The pirate crouched down next to her, waiting to see the contents. Ran undid the last clasp and smirked at Ace.
"Remember that drunken talk we had in the crow's nest when I was first here?" Her eyes were lit by that childish glee that he saw whenever she talked about flying.
"Which one?" Ace chuckled. They had shared quite a few nights in the crow's nest. Their conversations had a tendency to go haywire when they brought rum with them. Ran punched his shoulder playfully.
"Jerk." She insulted. "The one when we discussed that fantasy of yours?" Ace smirked. "Not like that, idiot. The whole 'boat propelled by Logia fire'?" She quoted with her fingers. Ace's eyes widened.
"You remembered that?" He couldn't believe that she had actually listened to him. He had dreamed about going out to the sea again. On his own. Just for a while, just for a certain adventure. Like Ran did with the Sparrow. Telling her about his crazy fantasy to fuel a boat with his powers, it had been a risk. He had been vulnerable. And she, Ran, had taken it all in.
The girl nodded and smiled at him. "Ta-da!" She pulled the cover off and Ace gasped. The boat was small, long, mostly made out of pale metal. It had a big motor at the end. It had no sails, no seats, just the body. He bent his head down, and sure enough, there was a medium sized rudder there. "Of course, we can edit it, paint it and all that. This is just my prototype." Ran got up and started rambling when he was silent for a while. She was pacing a bit, too. "We can add a seat, a place for a Pose, maybe a cargo space? It's like a sandbox at the moment. You need to try it out, and then see what to-"
"It's beautiful!" Ace interrupted her, jumping up and pulling her into a hug. Ran smiled into his shoulder. "It's amazing!" The raven picked her up and spun her around in his joy.
"Alright! No! Ace, let me down." Ran complained. He let her slip down to the floor, but didn't release her. He raised his eyebrow at her. "What?" Ran tilted her head, shoulders going up in a shrug. "That was one too many clichés for me, alright?" Ace threw his head back and laughed.
"I can accept that." He grinned one of his wide grins. "Time to try it out?" The girl nodded excitedly.
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Marco followed the crowd to the railing. Some were yelling, some were snickering and most of them were betting. He looked around, trying to figure out the source of this evening's entertainment. He walked up to Namur.
"What did I miss, yoi?" The fishman simply pointed to the sea, a small grin on his face.
"Ace volunteered to be our entertainment." Marco followed the finger with his gaze and sure enough, he saw the young raven. The pirate was on some kind of a contraption, like a sail-less boat, attempting to balance both it and the fire in his feet. The vessel would jump forward and then slow down, causing the raven to wave his arms around comically. His face would go from intense concentration to 'oh shit'.
"Focus the fire! Keep the flame steady! It's not a glider, it's a boat! Keep your weight centered in your hips!" Ran was yelling from the railing, Ace's hat on her head. The phoenix was surprised to see her hair down. She usually had her favorite, albeit annoying, chopsticks holding it up.
"I know!" Ace yelled back from the waves. The boat became a bit steadier, going forward at a normal pace. "I think I got it!" He grinned, his arms finally not flailing. The crew booed or cheered, depending on who was winning or losing. Then, Ace got the 'oh shit' expression, his eyes popped and the small boat flew forward suddenly, flipping over. Marco laughed with the rest of the crew.
"Oi, he's a Devil Fruit user! Someone fetch him, yoi!" The Commander shook his head and walked away. He wanted to talk to Pops. He heard a splash behind him. Apparently, someone had gone to get the slowly sinking pirate.
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The phoenix found his Captain in his quarters talking with Rakuyo and Haruta. He nodded to the two Commanders.
"Fine day, son." Whitebeard greeted and Marco nodded.
"We expected a bit more trouble in Grandia." Haruta added. The phoenix noticed Rakuyo rubbing some leftover bandages from his latest trip off the Moby Dick. The Commander had taken a bit of a punch on his last adventure. Naturally, doc had patched him up good, and it would've been all healed by now, if the man had stayed still. But, Rakuyo was one of those people that take off their bandages because they are too restricting.
"The security is rather troublesome, yoi." Marco agreed. "But, we are the only big crew currently here. I doubt that there will be any problems, yoi."
The Captain took a couple of gulps from his sakazuki cup. "Grandia has always been hospitable to our crew." The man said. Haruta laughed.
"True. They've been very nice after Thatch and Jiru went berserk around the island." The 12th Commander kept chuckling.
"That was because of all that booze." Rakuyo smiled.
"Booze or not, it was priceless." Haruta was adamant. Whitebeard laughed his booming laugh.
"I'm just glad that no one got seriously hurt back then, yoi. Now, that would've been a mess." Marco smiled. "Having this sea's Navy on our case is enough. I wouldn't want heavy artillery from the skies, too, yoi." Marco sighed as the rest of them laughed.
Whitebeard took another chug from his cup and looked at it with a frown. He turned it around. Marco saw a single drop fall on the floorboards. "Sons." The Captain addressed the 12th and 7th Commander. "Would you mind sneaking some more sake in here? The nurses have it out for me! Gurarararara!"
"Of course, Pops." Rakuyo got up, motioning for Haruta to follow. "Leave it to us!" With that, the two Commanders left the room. Haruta was smiling at Marco, eyes alert, as the giant doors closed behind them. The Commanders were sharp. They knew they weren't wanted in the room, no matter how subtle their Captain had been.
"Any news, son?" The old pirate wasted no time getting to the point. Marco sighed and plopped down next to his Captain.
"Some." The phoenix ran a hand through his hair. "I have no idea what is going on anymore, yoi."
"Tell me." Whitebeard said. "I might be able to help you sort it out."
The phoenix wasn't really sure where to begin. It was all messed up his head. He trusted doc. A lot. He knew that she never pointed fingers without reason. True, she had been in a bad place, insomnia and all. But still, suspecting a family member of treason. That was a bit accusation. He understood why she went to him, and not the Captain. She hadn't been sure about Penny's actions. She trusted him to be aware of this information and investigate further. Marco had cleared up the situation, though. He knew, now, that Penelope was no mole. Why had doc given him that information?
"Jade is having trouble sleeping." Marco began. He gave a small pause, not really sure how to continue. Whitebeard stroked his moustache absent mindedly.
"Jade is a fine woman." He said. Marco nodded. "She feels a lot and keeps it inside." The phoenix chuckled. "Those volcanic outbursts are a front."
"I know, yoi." The first mate supplied. "She is a very fragile person."
Whitebeard nodded. "My little gentle daughter. She is stronger than you think, Marco." The Captain smiled at his first mate knowingly. He knew about Marco's not so subtle infatuation with the dark woman. "She sees all the people that died on her table." Marco sighed, his head dropping into his hands.
"Damn." He looked up. "I thought that it was something like that, yoi."
"And not only in her dreams, son." Whitebeard pointed out. "A little insomnia is normal. She needs someone to take care of her."
"She won't let anyone take care of her, yoi." Marco explained. Whitebeard gave him a knowing look. The Captain knew. He always knew. The first mate nodded, accepting. Jade trusted Marco enough to let him see her vulnerable. Even though she had thrown him out and yelled at him, he knew that deep inside, she had appreciated the gesture.
"Now, what about that mole, son?" Whitebeard changed the topic. Marco gave a small pause, thinking.
"Nothing definite yet." Marco looked up at his Captain, eyes determined. "I will give you more information once I have it, yoi." The first mate got up, gave a polite nod to the old pirate and walked out. Whitebeard laughed to the empty room. His children were adorable sometimes. The old pirate pushed himself up and headed for the deck. It was time to find the delivery service pilot.
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Marco stormed into doc's office, fueled by his conversation with Pops. He saw her reading a book, her hair pulled up. When he slammed the door open, she got up, ready to get into his face once more. However, he beat her to it. Before she could catch his collar once more, he raised a hand to make her stop. Doc halted in her tracks.
"You can yell at me and throw me out later, yoi." Marco began, his voice rather raised. There was no bored expression on his face. "You can do whatever you want. I don't care. But, you let me take care of you when you need it, yoi!" He waved his arms around. The gobsmacked woman wasn't really sure how to react. She hadn't seen Marco like this for ages. He was always calm and collected. "You can tell me anything, Jade, yoi." He ran a hand through his hair, obviously nerve wrecked. Doc could see the phoenix shaking. "You know that I'm not going to go and run my mouth to the crew." He looked at her in the eyes finally, and doc could see all the pent up frustration. "You let me help you, goddamn it!"
Doc moved forward, wrapping her arms around Marco's middle gently. He dropped his head to her shoulder, sighing in defeat. It felt good to let all that out. The phoenix wasn't known for his emotional outbursts.
"I didn't mean to push you." The dark woman stroked Marco's back soothingly. "Forgive me. I was on my own for so long. I just didn't know how-"
"You are afraid of depending on someone. I know, yoi." He pulled away and walked to the bed, plopping down. Jade followed him, pulling up her chair. There was silence. Doc sighed.
"I see things." She said suddenly, making Marco look up. He was surprised at her voice. It wasn't shaky, nervous, it was steady and calm. She seemed at peace. Didn't she understand how big of a deal this was? Why was she so calm? "Both when I'm awake and when I'm asleep. I used to come to your room because of that." Jade gave a small smile. "I used to only dream back then. Now, it's worse." Marco reached out, catching her hand. Doc allowed him to squeeze her fingers.
"We're going to get through this, yoi." His finger gently moved across hers. "I'll always be here for you. Whenever you see them, you come to me, alright?"
Doc gave him another small smile. "I can do that." Marco gave a small smirk, his usual bored expression coming onto his face.
"I don't mind sharing my bed with you again, yoi." Marco chanced. Doc kept her smile, not really reacting to the words. Then, her other hand came slowly up, her fingers gently brushing Marco's bare front, causing him to shiver, before she gripped his collar.
"Out!" The first mate flew out of the medical wing.
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Whitebeard found Ran on deck. He waved the pilot over and settled into his usual seat. He motioned for her to sit and she plopped down, cross-legged, in front of him.
"What is the matter, sir?" She addressed the old pirate politely. She was always polite. Whitebeard laughed.
"I have approved your little adventure with Izo. If you are ready, you will leave as soon as possible." The Captain spoke. Ran gave a small nod. "This is an urgent and discreet task, Ranmao. When can you leave?"
The pilot tilted her head to the side slightly. "If Izo is ready, we can leave as soon as tonight."
"Good." Whitebeard boomed. "That's good." He reached to the side, rummaging behind his chair. He pulled out a sake bottle, causing Ran to snicker. Pirates were incorrigible. "I also wanted to talk to you about becoming my official ally, brat." The old pirate drank some booze. "I would grant you protection and freedom. And, if you were in trouble, I would be able to act without clearing it with all of my Commanders. There are also other benefits-"
"Would I have to drop some of my clients? Like Red Hair?" She interrupted. Whitebeard laughed once more.
"Unless you plan to divulge any sensitive information, I see no problem with you having pirates as clients." The old man shot back. Ran wondered about that for a second. She smiled at the large man before her.
"Sure." She concluded. "I'll be your ally."
That's all folks! Hope you had fun!
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XxFire-PhoenixxX: Jade jealous of Penny? Why? I don't think she has anything to be jealous of… Chameleone is more of a person who runs things from the shadows, so, he is merely causing mayhem subtly, trying to make his plan come together :3 Just wait for him, he will come out to play soon :)
The traitor? Oh weeeell, I shall keep you guessing :D