chapter 4
I used forever to think out this chapter.
I just sat forever just thinking…
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My nails clicked against the floor as I drummed my claws against the hard stone floor. I looked around the room that they had placed me in. large, with windows across the entire outer wall with dark green curtains. A long table and a throne like chair was the only furniture in the entire room and made the originally beautiful room dull and boring. A grey dust layer covered almost everything, except the lone chair and a newspaper, plus some books on the table. It was clearly that the people that lived here wasn't much home.
I thought back to the mystery man I met outside. The devilishly handsome stranger with golden eyes. Black hair, sharply cut stumble/beard. Knee-high boots and grey saggy low-waist pants. A long, dark, reddish-purple and black, trench coat, golden cross necklace and a largely brimmed black hat with a big white feather that looked creepily much like my own. He didn't have a shirt on, which left his toned chest in open view and let me tell ya. It was impressive.
He was stunning. In both looks and in personality. I hadn't heard him say much, but the little I had heard told me he was strong willed, narcissistic and very, VERY, powerful. Once he had spoken he held control of everyone listening. His voice was demanding, deep and rich. but what really made him unique was his eyes.
Those fucking beautiful eyes. Golden like honey and hard as steal. They controlled everything around them. Any movement, he saw and pinpointed. His eyes showed wisdom, cunningness and awareness. He truly looked like a god or a demon in disguise.
When I was outside earlier I had asked him who he was. He had simply shrugged,
And walked inside. Something that had pissed me off immensely. As I followed him in irritation, all the while growling questions like, `who are you´ `why wont you answer me´ and most off all `where the fuck are you going? I'm not done talking! ´ after some time we ended up here. When I was inside I was suddenly tackled by Zoro and Perona that, to put it simply, knocked me out. While I was out they stitched me back together and disinfected my wounds. I woke up, tied up and strapped down to make sure that I couldn't move and to make sure I didn't create further injuries. My leg and wings felt better. All of the small cuts and bruises had healed by now and slowly but surely I started to feel better.
Still, I was bored as hell. I had nothing to do. I couldn't move, had nobody to talk to and I had nothing to watch. Like I said, the room had nothing to it.
I sighed and tried to go back to sleep when I suddenly heard the door handle rattle. I looked up as the door open and watched in slight surprise as mystery man walked in. If I was in human form, I probably would have blushed like crazy. He had changed clothes.
He was in a slightly unbuttoned white shirt and loose black pants. Black leather boots, and a golden cross necklace. His hat was gone as well as his coat. He looked edible. if I didn't watch it I could easily drool all over him. He looked at me with a blank expression. Those piercing golden eyes swooped over me, making me tingle and I could feel Goosebumps cover my body.
He then looked into my eyes for a second, before leaving the room again. I growled annoyed. Why did he come in here if he was just going to leave again?! I pulled on my restrains annoyed and growled in anger. It was humiliating for me to be in such a state as this. Tied up, forced down. It made me feel weak and unsafe. I huffed and dropped my heat to the ground.
After about 10 minutes I was about to start chewing on the restrains when suddenly, mystery man appeared yet again. He had brought wine, 2 glasses and a small round table. He walked over to the large chair, put the table beside him and sat down. He placed the wine and the glasses on the small table before taking a book from the other table and beginning to read.
"will you read it for me?"
my question must have startled him because he turned to me with an expression that was a mix between confusion, shock and curiosity. It only lasted for a second thou before his face changed to a stony hard face of no expression again.
"why should i?" he asked in that deep bass tone that made me shiver. "because im bored and have nothing to do while being chained down. So will you please read for me?" when I didn't see a change in his appearance I tried to coach him into reading with more begging. Begging wasn't my usual style, but right now I was desperate to have some form of entertainment. "Please? with cherry on top?" he turned back to the book and started reading again. I sighed and tried another technique.
"you know." I said slowly. "hm?" "you never told me your name…" I said slowly, almost like I was afraid for an answer. He turned to me again, eyes slightly narrowed in confusion. "you don't know who I am?" I rolled my eyes "If I knew I wouldn't ask now would i?" he looked almost shocked to hear this. I was now certain that he was a very well known man. Probably feared by many.
I looked at him with soft eyes. "who are you?" I asked softly.
He looked deep in thought for awhile before turning to me and answering.
"Dracule `hawk-eye´ Mihawk." He stared intently at me as I repeated the name slowly in my mind. I've heard it somewhere before, but I don't remember where…
I looked at him before smirking slightly. "cool name!" I laughed happily. His Eyes widened. They were filled with shock, confusion and, something I did not expect to see, Joy. Had nobody told him how beautiful he was? How gorgeous his voice was? I tilted my head slightly to the side and asked if he was okay. He shaked his head as if he was out of a trance and nodded as if silently telling me that he was fine.
He locked eyes with me an suddenly asked out of the blue "what's your name? it will be confusing for me if I don't know what to call you and you probably wont like that I call you dragon all the time…" he trailed off slightly.
I smiled slightly and asked softly "how about you read for me and ill tell you my name?" He rolled his eyes with a slight smile playing at his lips and sighed, before turning the book to the first page. I listened intently as he told me a tale about a boy and a beast. How they became inseparable friends and how they went on adventures together. When he was about halfway into the book my eyes were beginning to become heavy. I yawned, something that caught his attention. He turned from the book and looked at me.
"if you're tired you should sleep." He said slowly. I looked up at him with tired eyes and grumbled slightly to myself before yawning again and closing my eyes.
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I awoke some hours later, only to find my restrains gone. I looked around the now dark room. By the time I had fallen asleep it had become nightfall and now the stars and the moon was illuminating the midnight sky and creating a beautiful pale light that slightly lit up the room.
As I looked around in the darkness, my eyes suddenly caught a slight movement by the table and as I turned around, my eyes met with a sight I would never forget.
Dracule Mihawk. Sleeping on his throne like chair. The moon created a magical hue around him, making him look absolutely stunning. He was so beautiful… so peaceful, instead of that stony face he always put up with… I wasn't ashamed of my thoughts, like so many people would have been at this moment. I suddenly saw him stir slightly, making his book fall to the floor and him tilting slightly forward.
I stood up as quietly and carefully as I could to make sure I didn't make a sound, and walked slowly over to him. I nudged him slightly with my nose, intending to place him back in his chair, when he suddenly latched onto my throat in his sleep. To say I was startled was an understatement.
I tried to carefully peal him of, but he didn't budge. I looked down at his peaceful face, and smiled softly. I felt compelled to pick him up and hold him close forever.
Since he didn't let go of me I had no other choice than to pick him up. I lifted him carefully in my arms and walked over to the corner with pillows where I slept earlier on. I lied down and carefully placed him beside me. Only then did he let go of my neck to curl into the fur on my chest and stomach. I placed front arm and wing over him before curling around him in a protective, yet loving manner. I looked at him one more time and smiled softly.
"my name is Vivian." I whispered softly, before yet again falling into a soft sleep.
