Not gonna lie, got so happy when I got all those reviews. Love you guys :) :

-Maybelady, The Demons Rose, TheMasterSushi13, Cupid's lover.

Yeah I'm one of those people who get easily excited...

IMPORTANT (just a clarification from last chapter):When I was reading this (this morning. Had most of the chapter ready by last night -most), I completely forgot the chapter before so I'll clear that out for those people who may have forgotten as well.

Basically Shanks and Zoro argued in the morning. Robin eavesdropped like she always does, but she was bathing. So this is basically the continuous of last chapter, but it's from Robin's side kinda. Just the beginning anyways. I know I could have said that in a few sentences, but I struggle summarising.

*Morning*

A laugh could be heard from the bathroom as Robin washed Chopper's back. This was perfect. No, this was beyond perfect.

"Are you okay Robin?" Chopper asked as he enjoyed Robin massaging his fur with soap, "you have been laughing for a very long time. It's scary."

"I'm more than okay, doctor-san," Robin smiled as she thought of the possibilities. It was only morning, but the day had started perfectly. Hearing Shanks and Zoro's argument had lifted up her mood. It was going to be so much easier than she had anticipated.

"Now I'll do your back," Chopper said as Robin removed her towel, "Robin?"

"Yes?"

"Why did you make me make that drug for you? For what purpose?"

"For me, of course," Robin lied, "it has been very quiet on this ship and I feel like it can bring some...life."

"I see," Chopper nodded, "don't use too much of it. If you do, don't fall asleep."

"Why?" she looked at Chopper and he frowned.

"I can't really explain it. Just don't okay. It won't kill you or make you sick or anything. If you do it by accident, come to me and I will reverse the effect. I fixed up an antidote that can help with the side effects and consequences of the drug. I was very uncomfortable giving you something so dangerous."

Robin picked Chopper up and placed him in her thigh, "you don't have to worry about me."

Her finger tapped his blue nose and Chopper laughed.

"I'm going to leave now," Chopper said as he walked out of the bathroom.

Robin watched as he left with a sinister smile on her face, "so I'm not supposed to use it all huh? Interesting. That is exactly what I am going to do."

She stood up and got into the bath, soaking her body in the warm water. It felt so good.

*Evening*

The frustrated Zoro lifted weights in the crow's nest shouting all the other things he had wanted to say to Shanks.

Sanji watched as Shanks went through the barrels of Zoro's sake. He knew Zoro was going to be mad, but maybe that is why Shanks was drinking them to begin with. He had not even stopped since after their fight.

Sanji knew he could not say much. He was a heavy smoker as Shanks was a heavy drinker. Like Zoro, he was also shouting hate into the air.

Mihawk looked at the crow's nest and then at the room Shanks was in. What was going on?

They had been like this since morning. Had they engaged in yet another argument? As he was wondering, he heard a familiar chuckle in the background.

Nico Robin.

"Hello there," Robin smiled. Mihawk had grown to dislike her smile. It looked so genuine yet it had a malicious motive behind it –always.

He nodded at her and she smiled some more.

"Have you thought about it, Dracule Mihawk?" Robin grinned, "Do you want to do this? Now is a better time than any."

"Will the skeleton intervene?"

Robin's smile widened, "I've already taken care of him. So, what will it be?"

Mihawk thought long and hard before his hand balled into a fist, "No. I will not do such a thing."

"Playing the saint now are we?" Robin smiled tauntingly, "See the thing is, I am not exactly giving you a choice."

Mihawk pulled out his black sword and placed the sharp blade against her neck, "you seem to be getting a little too comfortable. Now -"

Robin's hand bloomed and hit the sword out of Mihawk's hand. More hands bloomed, "you could kill someone with that you know."

She chuckled as she walked towards him, "now give me one good reason I shouldn't snap your spine like a twig?"

She felt a hand grab her neck. He had broken from her grasp, with ease, "I don't care much for women. They are incapable of giving me a good fight and they fail to satisfy me in the bedroom."

They stared into each other's eyes for a while, "He still loves you."

She was grinning at him again. He tightened his grip and the smile was replaced with a rather dangerous look –one daring him to tighten the grip if he wished to suffer her wrath. He did not fear her or anyone as a matter of fact.

"I will not fall for your lies, woman."

"I would change your mind on women, but I'm more of a woman than you could ever handle."

"And yet you can't free yourself from my grasp, you're as weak as all the rest."

"And you aren't? You may be physically strong. No swordsman can stand before you, but when it comes to your love life you are far too weak. You can't even keep the title of Shanks' boyfriend. You are pathetic."

Mihawk's hand began to tremble with anger, because he knew what she was saying was right. He let go of her and looked at the ground. He did not want to intervene. He was a man of honor, a man of pride. He had caused enough problems and he wanted to make his wrong right. He had hurt Roronoa in ways he could not imagine, and Shanks seemed to dislike him for some reason. They had found their happiness. He had to find his now.

"I'm leaving," Mihawk said. He knew if he stayed on the ship any longer, he would be tempted to take Shanks with him.

"One man's loss is another man's gain," Robin smiled as she looked at Mihawk, "Zoro lost Shanks, now go get him."

She threw a packet at him, which he caught, "pour all of that into Shanks' sake and he will be all yours."

"All mine?"

"Did I stutter? I trust that you will make it happen," she gave him a short wave and walked away, her fingers crossed. She was not sure if he was going to go ahead and do it. She took a look at him and noticed he was staring at the packet. That was a good sign.

She opened the barrel and looked in. Brook was still tied up and almost drowning in a sea of blood. She closed the lid again and tied the barrel up, "that was far too easy."

Mihawk looked at Shanks. He was drunk. He sat in front of Shanks.

"You look pitiful as always Red hair," Mihawk said, his hand holding onto the clear powder, contemplating whether to do it or not.

Shanks laughed as he chugged down yet another barrel of sake. Sanji came in with a few more and hit the barrel.

"These are the last ones," Sanji said, "I'll be retiring for the night now. Good night Shanks."

He looked at Mihawk and gave him a slight bow and Mihawk did the same.

He stood at the door and looked at him again, "try to keep the noise down. Everyone is sleeping."

With that he walked out and Shanks laughed as he talked about Zoro. He talked of how he missed the guy as well as how annoying he found him. He was contradicting himself.

"You really love Roronoa, don't you Shanks?" Mihawk asked as he saw Shanks hiccup and open yet another barrel. Shanks nodded and pointed at Mihawk.

"I love you too Mihawk," he laughed, "and I love Benn and Luffy and Yassop and"

He hiccupped again and placed the barrel by his mouth before drinking the contents. He placed it down and licked his lips, "I love everyone."

Mihawk got up and began to walk out. He touched the packet Robin had given him and contemplated putting it into his drink, but then decided not to. That is when he heard Robin's voice echoing at the back of his head.

One man's loss is another man's gain.

What if I told you there was a way I could make him choose you, voluntarily?

You're too weak. You can't even hold the title of Shanks' boyfriend.

Unlike swordsmanship, honour and pride are things that need to be discarded when it comes to relationships. If you want true love, you need to play dirty. You have to be willing to go all the way to make the person you love yours. Even if it means locking them up in a basement until they finally accept you.

He had his doubts about the last comment Robin had made, but he knew she was right in one way or the other. Just how far was he willing to go for Shanks? Was he ready to discard his honour and pride for one man? He gripped the door handle. What was he going to do?