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Chapter Nine

Why Don't We Do It On The Road?

Luffy doesn't need his hat at all to be recognized in Water 7. As soon as he arrived at Hotel Venezia, where Sabo and Koala - and probably, several Revolutionary friends of the Revolutionary couple - have been staying for the wedding week. The hotel was a lovely one, only a few blocks away from the chapel where the exchange of wedding vows would take place, as he remembered well. Luffy wasn't really the one to remember roads and paths - or else he wouldn't need a navigator, anyway - but well, at least his sense of direction is much, much better than his first mate. We're talking about the captain of the Straw Hat Pirates who had once ran all the way to Mock Town all by himself to punch the hell out of Bellamy, anyway.

It was about two or three in the morning, and the lobby of Hotel Venezia - though looking very grand with chandeliers and maroon colored carpets and gold-and-white wallpapers and royalty-like sofa lounges - was still occupied with the front desk officer and the concierge officer and handsome bellboys, dressed well in their hotel attire. The lighting were reduced to be slightly dimmer, though, and it had set quite a romantic mood for a pair of couple who were slow-dancing at the lounge to a rather jazzy tune. They turned, swayed and giggled, and looked into each other's eyes like they were so deeply in love, like they were the king and queen of their world.

King and queen, heh? "Every king needs a queen, heh?" Luffy murmured to himself as he pulled his red shirt together and crossed his arms. He pouted at that thought. Not that he was upset, but well, how is he supposed to get a 'queen' if he wanted to be a 'king'? Or was Sabo just teasing and playing around with him?

"Mugiwara-san!" A bellboy approached him, with a tired smile on his face. "What are you doing here so late at night?"

"I wanna see my brother," he replied casually, not intending to make any ruckus, thankfully.

"Oh, Sabo-san? The blonde guy you came with yesterday?"

"Yes! He's my brother! Shishishi!"

"Ah I see," the bellboy smiled politely. "Do you need any escort? Do you remember his room number?"

"I think I remember. Thank you!" Luffy walked to the very old-fashioned elevator past the lobby, and with whatever he remembered yesterday, he pressed the buttons needed to be pressed, hesitating while at it. it took him about ten minutes to figure out how to get to floor number six, where his brother's suite was located. Sabo remembered to write his room number on Luffy's arm with permanent ink, so once the old-fashion elevator made a ding on the sixth floor, he stepped out to the quiet hotel corridor and pulled his left sleeve up to reveal a series of numbers on his skin scribbled with permanent black ink and unfortunately, a little penis doodled next to the number.

Very nice, Sabo.

"Six zero eight," Luffy said loudly, not minding the long-haired female dressed in white and without legs, floating at the end of the corridor. He scanned the doors for the number '608', checking each door one by one.

608. This is the suite number. Luffy brushed through his own hair, a little uncomfortable for not wearing his straw hat in public places, and knocked on the door. "Sabo!" He called, but there was no answer. "Sabo?"


"These aren't our wedding rings," Sabo said as he stood by the suite's dresser and examined the two plain golden rings placed nicely in a red box on the palm of his hand. His forehead wrinkled in confusion, and he turned back to his fiancée, who was in front of the mirror in her laced sleeping dress and thigh-high stockings, as well as a white veil over her head.

"Those aren't ours. I thought I'd pick something up for Luffy and Nami," Koala twirled in front of the mirror, trying to glimpse at the way her wedding veil swayed as she turned in her reflection.

"You shipper," Sabo snickered. He closed the red box and placed them back onto the dresser, and returned his attention to the brunette.

"They're just gifts," Koala chuckled. She lifted the front of the veil which covered her face and turned it over, and pouted slightly. "I'm never a fan of veils. Do you think I'd look better without it tomorrow?"

"Wear my top hat," Sabo suggested as a joke, which earned him a playful slap on his shoulder. "So, where tonight? Bed, bathroom, balcony?"

"Balcony?" Koala wondered. Bathroom, she can accept. The suite's bathroom is pretty spacious, anyway.

"Yeah, would be fun." Sabo stripped off his shirt and tossed it onto the chair. "Enough thrill?"

Koala laughed, and leaned at the dresser, smirking at him with her head tilted. "We won't see each other starting tomorrow until the wedding... Maybe we could do all three?"

All three. That suggestion made Sabo want to either immediately pounce on her or reply her back with a much teasing answer, and of course, he chose the latter. "Like you could handle all three."

Embarrassed, she pulled her veil back over her face. Yeah, most likely she wouldn't be able to handle all three. In all of their nightly fun wrestling game, she would only come out victor at the first round, AJ Lee would be proud, and Sabo would win the next rounds - he wasn't the kind of person who would let her win anyway. "Oh, come on! I wanna wrestle longer in this veil. It makes me look sexy."

"I thought you didn't like it."

Koala leaned on the dresser to face the mirror again, and purposely had her back arched to tease him with an inviting view of her hips. She turned her head towards him and gave him a playful smirk while she slid the strap of her laced silk sleeping dress off her shoulder. The effort of being all seductive did not last very long, though. She accidentally let a giggle escape from her mouth.

But to the blonde, her playful nature was the best part of her sex appeal. "Yeah, okay, you look sexy." Sabo reached for her waist and pulled her into his arms as she bobbed her head to the rhythm in her head. "So maybe we should skip our wrestling game tonight and just get to the best part," he leaned in and whispered in her ear, "you know, if you're into getting rubbed."

Koala felt blood rushed through her entire face, as she felt his hand traveled down her waist and groped on her firm behind. She caught a glimpse of his naughty smirk from behind the permed blonde hair falling onto his face - he tried to go all Loki and pulled them all back, but they ended up at the sides of his face like Thor anyway. Still so close to him, she managed to slip her hands in between their torso and slid them onto his chest, trailing down to the waistband of his boxers, in which she had only pulled and snapped back. When he quickly responded by shoving himself, and his crotch, particularly, to her, she giggled.

He pressed himself against her chest, feeling her bra-less pair of bosoms through the think silk fabric that her sleeping dress was made of, and tried to kiss her, but she pulled back quickly. With all her strength, and the agility she had acquired from being a fishman karate teacher, she turned him and pushed him onto the king-sized bed. He yelped in surprise, as landed on his back on the soft mattress. Koala giggled again under her white veil.

"I had the right TD for this. Thought I wanted to play seductive for tonight's wrestling, but you know, if you're into getting rubbed." Koala quickly reached the desk and played a tone dial that was resting by a pile of newspapers on the desk. A rather jazzy, blues-sounded guitar rhythm and lower drum beats took over the air, which made Sabo laugh as he raised a little on the bed, supporting his weight with his elbow. It was a sexier rendition of The Beatles' 'Oh Darling'.

"Did Iva gave you that?" Sabo asked in between his light laughter. "I bet he intended some kinky stuff when he gave you that."

"He suggested lap dance," Koala said as she crawled onto the sheets, purposely lowering her shoulders, intending to seduce him with her cleavage so all that Sabo could think off was boobs boobs boobs. "But I think we're just too cool for lap dances."

She finally straddled his waist, and as she shifted back slightly, he felt her inner thighs brushing mildly on his crotch, and it made his breath hitch. He noticed her smirk under the veil. "You wearing that, feels like our wedding night or something."

"You like it. Don't lie," Koala replied, shifting herself slightly only to rub against his growing erection. She giggled again to his reaction, and dove forward to meet his lips. He kissed her back, running his fingers through her hair, and traced her backbone all the way down to her underwear - she gasped in his mouth - he caressed her thighs and slowly brought his hands under her sleeping dress and over her supple breasts - she moaned - and puru-puru-puru-puru-puru!

Koala broke the kiss and glanced towards the Den Den Mushi on the dresser. "Better get that."

"But it can wait-"

"It's nearly two. It might be important." She lifted herself up and left the bed, leaving Sabo to pout slightly.

Great. She was just about to be so turned on. He could tell.

Iva's TD was still playing in the background when Koala reached for the Den Den Mushi's receiver, while Sabo slid his last piece of clothing off his legs and tried to decide whether to go tease her while she was on the Den Den, or find a comical pose on the bed so she could return to him telling her to 'draw me like one of your French girls'.

"Oh, Robin nee-san?"


Nami woke up early that very day. Early, as in an hour earlier than her regular wake-up hour. It was the time of the day when outside was still misty of morning dew and the sun was already peeking up from the horizon. The bedroom was still very dim, having no light on and very few sunlight crept in through the bedroom window. There were two odd things that came to her attention upon opening her eyes. One, Robin wasn't in her bed. Her bed looked as if they were untouched throughout the night.

Two, there was a straw hat on her bed. Specifically, under her arms. That same damn straw hat with a red ribbon that represented their captain and the entire crew. She wondered why, but eventually the answer was crystal within like, seven seconds or something. Duh.

Everyone in the crew knows well that if you see Nami with the straw hat, you're going to see her wear it for the rest of the day. And yes, you're going to see their captain hat-less for the rest of the day. Normally, you wouldn't ask: why the passing of hat? Everyone in the crew knows that if you see Nami with the straw hat, it means that she probably had a nightmare - past-related nightmare - or that she was just sad. Now, if you joined the Straw Hat after they entered The Grand Line, you wouldn't know much of Nami's past. The best you could do is to ask the boys who were there - Marimohead, Curlybrow, Warrior of the Sea and of course, the one person who had seen her cry while stabbing her tattooed skin with a piece of hand knife.

That was when it started - the habit of letting her hold his precious straw hat while settling the root of the problem as to why this cunning, strong young girl of his age, fell into tears and ripped her tattooed skin until they bled horrendously. The rubber captain could handle if Marimohead cried, though he hardly ever did anymore. Curlybrow cried, but he was strong enough and he knew more than to hurt himself. Warrior of the Sea cried nearly all the time, but he was a good liar, and he was courageous for whatever situation that required him to be. Then came Rudolph, who cried, but he already has a hat, duh. Mama Straw Hat would hardly cry, the only time he saw her in tears was when she was fighting for life at the other side of Enies Lobby. Speedo cried not because he's sad, he's more of a sensitive sweetheart. Skeleton cried when, oh crap, he has no eyes to cry with, anyway.

And then there's this mikan-hugging, map-loving weather wizard girl who would, once in a while, be nostalgic of her horrible, horrible past in which she would be constantly bland with the rest for the whole day. Their captain understood. Their captain was there to save her from her horrible, horrible past. Their captain placed his straw hat on her head, with an affectionate grin, in attempt to ensure her that everything is safe, she is safe, and she will be happy.

It drew a smile on her face that morning, and she placed the straw hat on her head, like she would normally do. Although, she knew that walking around in this would indicate to the crew that she was unhappy, they wouldn't really mind, either. Sometimes the crew would exchange suspicious glances at each other, smirking like how your moms and dads would when they found a foreign piece of undergarment under your bed. But ugh, Nami shook his head. "Whatever."

She stepped out of bed and decided to be a little Snow White, by opening up the windows and tying the curtains. It was still early in the morning, six or seven, maybe. Cold morning dew entered her bedroom, while she peeked outside, she saw a man and a woman outside their gate. A blonde man in suit, and a woman in blue hair.

Wait, blue hair? That's not Ivanna.


This chapter I have revised three to four times, I remember. It was done a while ago but I wasn't entirely satisfied with it. I still don't know what's wrong with it and it left me unsettled all day. On the other hand, Sabo and Koala's wedding will be in less than 48 hours. I feel like I was prolonging the next few chapters - which I have plenty written already, but yet to be revised - because I don't want the wedding happen too soon. I am emotionally attached to this fic that I didn't want this to end )':

Of course I am emotionally attached. This is probably the first non-AU fic that I'm bringing back almost everyone important in One Piece including Dadan, Dragon, Chimney, Iva and several others that you might not expect. And of course I'll be bringing back Perona, this is Fleur you're talking to :p

Arigato gozaimasu scatteredPhilosopher, Shiningheart of ThunderClan, murasakiana and 1327 for your lovely reviews, you make me smile and helped me out a lot, and as always, thanks for sticking through and thanks for enjoying 'Luffy In The Sky With Diamonds'. I feel that him giving her the straw hat is something he would do in the OP universe so I had to put it heheheheh. Ah, I'm actually having trouble deciding what Sabo and Koala's first dance's song would be at the reception, so I'd love it if anyone would throw me some suggestions :3

Thanks for the reads, reviews, favourites and follows. I love you like I love fried chicken and ramen and teh tarik.