Come back, come back to me 6
Ahim knew he did it on purpose.
Leaving out her Moterbite and key in case she ever needed it, that was.
She knew he had faith in her. That's the whole reason he did that. They both knew the Zangyack would be after her after her first asault. So he 'accidently' dropped it in the bushes.
Those two items were coming in handy right now.
"Come here, I said!" he grabbed her wrists, yanking her to the ground easily, but she delievered a sharp kick between the legs and yanked open the door. Light came pouring into, and the moisture that came stung her eyes, blinding her. She fell helplessly to the ground, pawing around for her gun, and got a strong hand instead.
"I guess you made our desion for us," a familar voice spoke as the hand pulled her to her feet, handing her the gun as her vision returned.
"Mina-san..." she smiled up to her captain, "Marvelous-san..."
Joe could help but scowl at little.
"Ah, Marvey-chan," Basco ducked out of the way of the captain's blow once more, "you'll do anything for the girl, won't you?"
"Screw off!" Gokai Red finally managed to make a cut on his arm, and the rival decided it was time for his temparary retreat.
"Well, I'll be back," he smirked that smirk of his before taking the rope to bring him to the safety of the Free Joker, "Princess Ahim...save those lips for me, mm?" Winking, he vanished, leaving the small princess to finally collaspe.
"Don't run away from us again..." the captain was talking with Ahim...Translation: Scolding her behind a closed door, "don't run away from me again, got it?"
Tears were plucking themselves softly from her wide brown eyes, "H-hai, Marvelous-san...gominsai."
"I know you are..." he slid beside her, kissing her forehead gently, "I just worry for your safety, Ahim-chan."
"Ahim-chan?" she inquired softly, weakly smiling.
"You heard me," he smirked wider, opening his arms for her, "now come here."
She obeyed with a small giggle, curling up his hard and firm, yet warm, chest, letting her eyelids flutter. His heart did the same as them as he rested his chin on her head.
"You know...it's kinda' cold now," he commented, "can I stay like this for a while?"
The first mate at always known that this would happen. That Marvelous and Ahim would come a thing. Sooner or later, they would. That was a fact from the beginning.
And now they offically had.
Okay, maybe not offically just yet, but it was pretty obvious at this point.
He shook his head as he finished his sit-ups. The way they'd brush past each other, how their eyes fell on each other when they thought nobody would see. He could see it in her eyes.
She wanted their captain. And he wanted her.
So why should he be the one to get in the way?
She pursed her lips worridley. The storm was brewing all around the Gallen...where was Joe?
She'd grown used to him staying near her when the storms came. The small ex-princess had always hated storms, and the flashes of thunder and lighting brought back memories of her planet. She was fond of the fact he'd let her cling to his chest when it'd get really bad...it made her feel safe and sound.
But now he was nowhere to be seen. She jumped at the crack of thunder that seemed to rock the very ship, and her captain quickly 'casually' slid beside her on the couch.
"It's pretty bad out there, huh?" he asked softly, reached for her hand and thumbing her damp palm.
"Where is Joe-san?" she inquired, but she was pressed up against him tightly.
"He and Luka went shopping," he replied, and when she looked to the port, he touched her cheek, "keep your eyes on me. I'll be your Joe-san tonight."
Gokai Yellow had always known he'd had a excruciating pain inside of him. So it coming out at a time like this was understandable. After all, he wasn't the only one with a poorly mended heart.
"Crap..." he gasped softly, and she pressed him against the tree trunk firmly.
"Joe..." she demanded firmly, "Joe! Look at me. Keep your eyes on me."
He cursed like the sailor he was, pushing her onto her backside and drawing his sword easily. But just as quickly she had at her own, and they held a position of clashed swords, eyes boring to one another's for an endless minute.
"There," she swallowed nothing, "there you go. Now keep your eyes on me."
"Crap..." a shudder ran through his body, and slowly, she pushed both of their weapons down to the lowered stance, "holy crap..."
No more words had to be said. She pressed her lips to his, and he returned the kiss, harder, more demanding. Her eyes told him to wait as she pressed him back to the tree, deepening the kiss.
Two broken souls met a bit of a understanding that night.