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Mihawk is 29 and Sophie is 23. Mihawk married Yuki 3 years ago and a year after Yuki was said to be dead, but her body was never Found. So basically:

4 years ago wedding

They have one year happy marriage

She "reappears" after having been gone for 3 years

Do say so if you need me to clarify.

"Wait," she whispered in a moan, her voice shaky, "I'm not ready."

He looked into her eyes as her gaze moved away from his. He felt her nervous hands grab onto his shirt with uncertainty. The innocence that had once made him fall in love with her was in her eyes. It was almost like their first night together all over again.

Cautiously, he got on top of her, wondering what had happened to his love when they were separated. How had she managed to stumble upon his island with no boat after she had been deemed dead just over three years ago? His heart shattered when he thought of the trauma she must have gone through without his protection.

His hand began to caress her terrified face as he wondered what she was thinking at the moment. Was she feeling what he was feeling? Did her body yearn for him? Was she also aching to feel his touch like he was aching for hers?

"Yuki..."

His voice was low and calm. He had many questions to ask her, but they now had eternity and beyond for those. All he could think of now was becoming one with his wife. He wanted to feel her warmth, her love. He wanted to feel her burning passion once again.

Unable to hold it in any longer, he ripped open her top, exposing her beautiful milky skin. He watched as she squirmed around, covering her chest with her hand as well as avoiding eye contact. Amused by her behaviour, he noticed her looking at him from the corner of her eye and he let out a chuckle.

"I had almost forgotten," he grinned as he removed his own shirt, "You never got naked unless I did first. You haven't changed a bit Yuki."

He stood bare before her as her heart pounded in her chest. He took her hands and admired what he saw, "they're still really tiny."

Sophie blushed and looked away. Embarrassed was not even the word for what she felt at the moment.

"...I like them just the way they are."

He pulled her up to him, wrapping her legs round his waist. Before she could say anything, he kissed her as he removed her underwear.

As if on cue, the den-den mushi began to ring and Mihawk looked at it for a while, wondering whether or not he should answer. Shanks and the government were the only ones who had his number. He decided not to.

"Please answer," Sophie pleaded as Mihawk sighed, placed her down and picked up the transmitter.

Mihawk finished preparing his boat. He frowned as he got in and sailed towards Shanks' territory. He had thought it was awfully suspicious that Shanks decided to make the island closest to his, his territory. He had not known that Shanks had been planning to use him.

If he did not owe Shanks a favour, he would have refused to go protect the island from the pirates that had decided to wreak havoc. With his arms crossed, he thought of different ways to brutally murder them. He was not going to let them get away with just a slash of his sword.

He also needed food supplies for him and Yuki.

"Yuki Mihawk," Mihawk smiled as he got closer to his destination. He had missed saying her name, whispering it softly into her ear as she whispered his name into his own.

However, he could not simply ignore her peculiar behaviour. For breakfast, she had acted like she had never used chopsticks in all her life. What caught his attention was how she had not finished her Miso soup. Whether she was too full to have it, Yuki had never been one to return a bowl with Miso soup, yet she had done exactly that –not to mention she had left a generous amount as well.

Was she not feeling well by any chance?