Chapter 7 : Purple
**Shiva's POV**
A breeze entered the Captain's quarters and shook my tower of cards. Sighing I went to the window. Nothing but blue ocean around us. We had sat sail after I got on board. It's been a week. Kid was still mad, sleeping on the deck and I was still inside his room.
I 've read all of his book (12 in total) and they had been on making weapons. So we had something uncommon.
I've tidied up his room and threw the empty booze bottles, except one. A mermaid shaped sake bottle. The blue-green glass bottle was hand made.
There wasn't a single spot on his room where I didn't check or learned about.
Boredom. It was killing me.
I would only exit his room early in the morning to have breakfast with Danny and Killer. The early birds of The Kidd Pirates. Killer and I became pretty close actually. Who would have thought? I'd come down, eat and talk with them and then take some fruit with me back to the room.
A week and a couple of pounds less. My wounds healed mostly, but ached never the less. Or was it my pride? I can't admit it to myself, but the most aching part of me was my heart.
I missed him so bad.
Haven't seen him in a week, was he that mad? Suddenly a knock on the door. Could it be? I rushed to the door and flung it open
˝K-K-Killer?˝˝ - I said surprised, they never came to my (his) room during the day.
˝We'll be docking at a small island soon. We need supplies. Do you want to get of the ship?˝ - he asked.
I haven't thought of it. ˝Where are you heading after that?˝
He smiled ˝To the New World˝
˝Can I ask you something?˝ - how should I put this?
˝My destionation is a small island in the New World, would it – could I stay on board until you get there?˝ - Killer didn't say anything. I began to worry.
˝I was hoping you'd say something like that˝ - he said ˝Then let's go grab supplies˝ - I smiled and nodded. Guess I'll be staying a bit more Kid.
˝You think he'll mind me staying a bit more?˝ - I didn't need to tell him who „he" was. Killer talked almost everytime he saw me about Kid. I was worried and I missed him but he never teased me for it. Not a single word. He would stiffen when I mentioned something but he tried to hide it. I wonder why?
˝What kind of island is this?˝ - I asked Killer
˝A spring island. It's called Sentimento and they is only one town˝
˝Hmm spring, where are you from Killer?˝
He stopped and looked at me ˝Why do you ask?˝
˝Why not?˝
˝You first˝
I laughed ˝I asked first! But okay, New World˝ I said quietly.
˝So you're going home? East Blue, Kid's from South Blue before you ask˝ - I blushed ,the fucker knew me too well.
(a/n: I can't remember where's Killer originally from so I pu randomly East Blue 8] )
˝Not really, I have something to do there, after that I'm free to go anywhere˝ - he seemed to think about it.
We talked some more and came to the town square. It was filled with fruits and flowers of all sorts!
**Kid's POV**
I groaned and sat up. My neck is really sore from sleeping on the deck.
˝Captain we're reaching a small spring island, what should we do?˝- Wire yelled. I saw Killer approach and stare at me.
˝Dock we need supplies˝ - I barked. Finally land. Maybe I'll find something interesting to kill.
A certain blonde came to my thoughts and I stopped.
*flashback*
It could have been 4-5 am and I went to the galley. Hungry and tired. I stopped in front of door, a familiar female voice was in there.
She and Killer were talking. A lot recently.
˝Shiva what's your favourite color? You seem to skip all the pink things on your plate˝ - Killer asked.
Shiva laughed, she had a lovely laugh.
˝Oh If you knew˝
˝Tell me˝ - She laughed again.
˝Don't laugh okay, I think someone would have a huge ego boost from this˝ she chuckled ˝It's purple˝
Killer laughed like a maniac. ˝Hey I said not to laugh you asshole!˝
**end flashback**
I grinned. Purple huh? Time to see the island.
I was wondering around, nothing but lame villagers and nothing worthy to kill. I snorted.
A woman approached me ˝Hello sir would you like some flowers?˝ - she had balls to step in my way.
She was old and wrinkly and I let her lead the way to her shop. Why not, I was bored anyways. The shop was small, filled with flowers of all kinds. My eyes fell to a pot of purple roses.
She noticed and smiled ˝ Purple roses primarily stand for enchantment. The giver of the purple rose seeks to convey that he or she has fallen in love with the recipient at the very first sight. A deep magnetism and charm that makes the recipient almost irresistible is what the purple rose seeks to convey. The very first meeting has totally enticed the sender of these flowers, who simply cannot resist the object of his desire. ˝ - she concluded.
I looked like her like a mad man, she didn't budge nor show fear ˝Why don't you buy it for her?˝
˝Uh for fuck's sake˝ she went to the pot and put it my arms ˝I see you don't talk huh? Go give it to her now, it's free˝
I still haven't said anything, merely turned and went out. I hid the pot under my coat. If the crew saw this..
**Shiva's POV**
˝Look at those pretty flowers! Killer could you borrow me some money?˝ - I said jumping up and down. He laughed
˝I'll treat you, which one do you want?˝
˝The deep red please˝ - he payed for the pot and I smiled at him ˝Thank you!˝
At the same time,on the other side of the square a figure stood. Holding a pot of purple roses. He saw it and left the pot there. Walking fast to the ship he never turned.
˝Maybe we should head back for the ship˝ - Killer said with a weird voice. Hmm? There's something he's not telling me. I shrugged it off
˝Okay˝
We walked back and I saw a pot of purple roses. In the middle. No one around it.
˝Take it˝ - Killer said.
˝Huh? But it doesn't belong to me˝
˝Noone's around it. Do you know the meaning of roses?˝
˝And of their colors. Maybe some guy left it for his girl, I can't just take it˝
˝Than I will and carry it for you˝ - he was acting weird. I was silent during our stroll to the ship. He helped me place the pots in my (his) room and I had to ask him ˝Killer you seem to know something about this˝ - what was he hiding?
˝I should be telling you this. The other night someone overheard our conversation. Purple˝ - he said.
Oh no. Could it be.
I had to talk with him. He saw us probably on the square.
˝Where's Kid˝ - I asked him.
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