Marco sat over the pail girl, in the room everyone was silent, and it should've been nice to have this much silence, finally, but now that it was here it was just uncomfortable…
The red haired girl had been performing the other day. Just yesterday actually, he had seen her dancing in the city of Amber. There she seemed so happy and innocent; hell only knew what she and her partner did to get that wanted by the marines
"So, who is she?"
"Hmm?"
"who is she?" the doctor asked, the middle aged man with gray hair lines and a sad looking eyes, he was the only doctor in the city, macro was actually starting to think the city people in this city were practically perfect in every way...
"I don't know…" he mumbled slowly. 'I don't even know her, why go through all this trouble…?' he wondered to himself, the rest of the crew that was in there, looked up and stared at him wondering the same thing.
"Well you did the right thing, bringing her here, and I will tell you she will start bleeding again. When she does you should hold a clean cloth on her wound and keep pressure on it. If it doesn't stop she shouldn't ever wake up again…" he said smiling.
Marco listened half way through, he heard that if she would not stop bleeding she would die…and he was ok with it, he felt anger start up in his chest. Some doctor! Still he kept the calm face; he would never let them know he had a problem…
"Ok, you can go now…" he said. The doc. Paused
"Of course… after you pay me…" he said…
"Just get the hell out of here!" he gritted between his teeth
Outside, the poor people that walked happily down the street of Amber city were more than surprised to see their doctor fly out the window of the inn followed by the broken glass from the window. His scream was silenced fast when he face-planted on the ground.
Inside, Ace stood by the window, and looked down.
"So are you going to explain to me why you are acting all stupid?" he looked over to Marco that walked over to the bathroom. He gave him a slight glance back before he shut the door.
Ace was completely clueless about Marco's sudden behavior, they were the only two guys in the room now and he still hadn't gotten an explanation. He found her in the woods, from that moment he felt like he needed to make sure that she would at least live … but Marco had been acting weird ever since he saw her dancing, his eyes were distant, and he didn't pay any attention to what others around him said.
There had been a small part of the men in the room to help them take care of her, but after they had cleaned her blood of their fingers they left. They asked to give them details on how she was when she would wake up.
Ace mind started to wonder. Whoever stabbed her must had planned that this would kill her, what could she have done to deserve that…?
He looked over at her, she didn't look good, a swollen checks and split lip. Her skin was a creamy gray color. He knew that was bad. He moved over to her bed rest and touched her cheek, she was so smooth, but so cold… her hand stoke out of the covers, her right hand, there was something odd about her hand. It was gloved; still he had never seen such an odd texture…
She wouldn't want to wake up with that on her hand, would she? Ace moved over to remove the glove. He lifted the hand, but was surprised on how heavy the glove was. like Really heavy…wow if this is the fashion in this island; glows as heavy as a bar of gold then he felt sorry for the girls that ha to carry that around then everywhere…
He pulled on the middle finger, and the glove started to slip of… almost.
Her hand grasped around his hand and stopped him
"Don't…please…" she whispered a raspy voice; he froze when she grabbed his hand weakly, and he saw her skin that had been under the glove. The strange yellow color covered the hand; it sent chills down his bare back.
"Why?" he asked her, not really expecting an answer, but she did: her head moved and her eyes opened slightly...
"Just…don't." she whispered and her eyes closed and in her head her soul started to fall into a strange pit of nothing…
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Nothing...
All she felt was the pain it took to draw the next breath. She was tired, so tired. And the emptiness she felt was eating her alive...
Suddenly she felt that a hand touched her inner thigh. Her body shook. And the hand moved away. But it came back now lover on her body, what was this? Kirara couldn't move her body, she tried to think who could be doing this to her but the only thing she could focus on was something whet and warm traveling down her outer thigh. She tried to speak but she couldn't part her lips. It was like her body was numb…
She was not awake, and she was not asleep. She was un-conches still her body accepted the treatment someone was giving her, usually when someone touched her like that awake or not, her body reacted in some way…
Why didn't it now. She felt every pinch, every hand that came and held something whet around her waist. She couldn't remember why she was here, or how the pain came to her…
Or how to make the pain go away…
She tried to open her eyes but the darkness only welcomed her with its cold glare. She felt a warm tear fall down her cheek, the emptiness and betrayal was unbearable. She wanted to let go for a while now she had waned to let go, let the life force slip away…
But something forced her to stay. The hands were warm all of a sudden; she let her eyes slide down her body. She seemed naked and she saw the hands treating her, they were see-threw like the finest glass, and they were different from each other, like one was rougher than the other,
There were seven sets of hands, and she felt so familiar to five of them. It was so weird that it felt nice. The two other hands were rougher than the other five… she kept her eyes on the hands because they started to grow more parts, forearms elbows and shoulders. They soon got figure, heads and bodies, she started to recognize them.
There was a pair of little hands she saw who she was immediately; the little girl was her captain. It was a little weird to have a little girl for a captain. But there was a story to her, a good one. Her name was Silver. Fitting her dull silver eyes and short white hair. She placed her little hands on her left shoulder.
One other set of hands were large and were clearly men hands, they were her brothers hands. She saw his figure come faster and place his hands on her stomach, it felt like he was here for real, here to protect her forever, the figure of her brother smiled softly and a tear fell down his cheek.
The other two hands turned as well, they grew a body and she knew them too. One of them was Kairy, the first mate of the ship. Her long silky hair fell down her shoulders in the most artistic way she had ever seen it. The other set of hands, belonged to the sniper of the crew: Mandy her hair and bangs were what she used to recognize herself, a naughty soft smile on her lips. They placed their hands on each one of her knees.
The fifth hand changed and turned into paws, a set of cute, furry paws that added a cat's body, his cats face was scared and on one of his ears was a big chunk fallen off, his eye was coved with the usual eye patch. The cat grinned, since he was originally a human he showed facial expressions.
These were all her best friends and crew mates, she felt the warm feeling built up inside her heart. And she remembered that she was never alone. Not totally alone. Never.
Suddenly, the unbearable sharp pain in her side came back and she thought she screamed out in pain. She remembered what happened, who had stabbed her in the side causing her to endure a slow painful death… Then the two other set of hands showed up. One of them moved to the wound and cupped the entire thing, blood leaked threw the fingers. Her blood, she wondered if she would die… Ramos had planned that to give her the sure but slow death.
The hands started to grow a body. Strong arms and a broad chest, on his left shoulder was a tattoo,
"Ace" she mouthed, but no sound came, the rest of the body came and his face was showed, his freckled face, a sly grin appeared and somehow that made her feel safe. Ace was his name, he seemed so handsome from there, holding the wound in his hands. Like to help it heal…
She remembered faintly that he had tried to take of her glove when she woke up for a split second. But she had stopped him and then his puzzled face was the last thing she saw before she passed out into the line between life and death. She sniggered a little, 'he must think I'm crazy…'
The other hands were placed on a rather sensitive place, they cupped her breasts or rather on the place where her heart was, she swallowed hard when they pressed on her heart and they started to grow, strong hands came and…
Nothing.
Before she saw who it was, she felt them lift her up. Like a child and them she was above all their heads and was going higher. She saw a light, 'oh no, I can't die!' she thought in panic, she looked back and saw them. All waiving her good bye. Her heart pounded so hard, she heard voices. And started to panic, and fight the light, she didn't want to die! It was not her time, she was only 17! 'It's not my time! I can't die! I can't!' she screamed into the darkness, nothing was heard, and nothing sounded, there was no sound, no life…
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Ace froze when she stirred, her head tilted to the side and a painful expression came on her face. She arched back and moaned something; he pressed her shoulder harder on the bed and kept her still. If she moved to much the wound would start bleeding again.
"Mhmm, no. no!"
She started to fight with more power, like she in a serious shock, and she started to scream.
"Marco would you get the hell in here!" he shouted. Marco ran in the room and saw what was going on. Ace's face looked a little scared; he was not sure what to do, Marco smiled and walked to him.
"She's just having a nightmare… you need to calm her." He said and walked to the food table. He glanced over to the bed and watched Ace stroke her head, and whisper calming words to her. He looked sort of awkward, but somewhat seemed to work she stopped the screaming and pulled back the fighting.
Ace pushed her shoulder down on the bed, she was sweating and panting, her eyes were clenched closed and she refused to open them. He patted her head in a calming manner, like he did to Luffy at the time, when they were together, so long ago. She reminded him of Luffy in some funny way, she was so petite, and he stroked the flaming red hair locks out of her face and viewed her cream color face, she had a soft painful expression on. She looked awake though, but she didn't want to open her eyes.
He used the chance to look better at the details of her face, she was pretty, but one thing drew his attention. A scar on her face, over her right eyebrow, it was a thick pink scar. A really old one, he cupped her cheek and stroked a finger over the scar. Her expression softened and she sort of smiled, she liked it.
Marco came over to his side and looked over her, "your good." he simply said and flicked his hat. Ace grinned and fixed his hat back, "yeah, you get practice when looking after an idiot little brother…" he answered and changed from grin to a soft brotherly smile. Yup she was like Luffy in a way, he could not tell why just yet, but he cared a little. But just a little…
"…mhmm…Aaron?" she mumbled and shrugged, her hand traveled to touch his arm and felt it in her own hand. She was trying to find out who he was
"You awake? How do you feel?" Ace asked, a brew his hand back. He glanced over to Marco; he seemed as curios as Ace was. She shrugged and moved a little, but she didn't open her eyes.
"I feel like crap…" she whispered her voice was raspy, and low. But they heard it. Ace tilted his head to the side and looked over to Marco. He did the same only in the other way.
"That's understandable…" Marco soothed, and stroked a hair out of her face; her skin was so clear, apart from the scar on her eyebrow. "…you feel like telling us what happened?"
Ace looked at him with a 'what!' expression on his face. Marco bit his tongue; maybe it was way too early to ask that.
She shrugged, and her face looked like she was thinking hard about answering.
She shook her head.
"Well then, just rest, you can tell us later…" Marco said and stood up and walked out. Ace looked after him wondering what the hell was the matter with him. He sighed, he was never going to understand that man, but he didn't care. 'I'm sure he has his reasons' he just thought when he didn't bother to wonder about it…
She looked sad, and a tear fell down her pale cheeks. And she trembled in a way, honestly it would be easy for him to just stay and watch her until she had the strength to stand up again. He smiled, not a perverted smile like some would expect, but a soft smile, like he cared a little.
"Why don't you open your eyes?" he asked and sat up straight, to have a better look at her. He was curious to know what color they were.
"Because I'm afraid that if you know…you won't let me leave…" she muttered and covered herself up in the blankets. Marco heard that and now his curiosity increased as well.
"Why wouldn't we let you leave?" Ace asked
She didn't answer only covered herself entirely with the blankets.
"Why did you save me…?" was heard from under the covers her voice was a little higher now that she was under the covers she had to talk louder. "…why didn't you just let me die?" she shouted, it sounded like she was crying.
That Ace couldn't answer; he looked over to the first commander and raised an eyebrow. He waited for him to answer.
But Marco didn't know what to say. He felt like his lips were stitched together, Ace sighed and looked back to the …covers.
"We couldn't just let you sit there and bleed out… we had to do something" he said it was partly true he had felt the need to save her and the pain there came when the thought of leaving her there struck his mind.
"Ok… can I stand up…?" she asked and put the covers a little down, he could see the scar now…
"I think you should let the wound heal before you jump to something like that…" Ace said chugging a little. With a sudden move she pulled the sheets away from her face.
Then she looked at him, her eyes wide open. Ace came into eye contact with her and got stuck. He could not look away…
Her eyes drilled a hole into his soul… complete gold except for the pitch black pebble in the center her eyes were all gold color. Even the whites were golden. Ace swallowed and made an attempt to look away but her eyes captured him.
"I want to stand up, I have to… I have to..." she said and tried to sit up but winced of pain when she took it too far, her expression showed much pain. Ace pressed her down on the bed roughly, she gasped in pain when she hit the head of the bed.
"I can't let you stand up in this condition!" he shouted a little, they had saved her in the forest she wouldn't want to ruin that now. She whimpered and a tear fell down, why was Ace not surprised when her tear turned out to be golden as well.
"Then do something!" she shouted and fought a little, but a useless attempt. The bloody open wound soon made her stop moving at all,
"…I can't, you have to calm down…"
She clenched her eyes shut and sobbed. "It hurts…"she cried and grabbed his hand and squeezed it "…make it stop"
"Just stay calm. It will get better" he said and squeezed her hand back, but he was not sure any more. He didn't know what to do any more, she looked more dead than alive, suddenly. His heart rate sped up and he got tense. 'The hell!' he thought and held her hand to his chest, she didn't give the squeeze back. She tilted her head on the side and closed her eyes. She started to mumble something's in a language he had never heard before, Ace started to worry more. Then she went quiet, her hand was cold and she trembled but then she stopped, she when still!
He threw the covers of her body, her naked body was exposed to him now, and her creamy pale skin was sort of gray all over. The bandages around her waist were drenched completely threw and a large stain had formed on the bed, "crap!" he hissed and put his hand on her flat abdomen. With a swift move he ribbed the bandages of her, he threw them to the side and the wound was revealed to the brisk air in the room. The window was shattered and the pieces were spread across the room, letting plenty of air into the room. He thought in panic what to do, but he didn't know for sure, in the high point of all his thoughts wouldn't collect and she was losing all life force. His hands reached out and covered the wound, her blood prickled threw his fingers and he pressed the hand against it. She whimpered silently before the storm hit!
Ace suddenly felt something come over him, like the air in the room disappeared in a split second! He felt some odd atmosphere come into the room and then he felt like something touched the back of his hand and pressed it harder against the girl's wound. He felt a touch on his chest and invisible hands pressed on his heart! Suddenly he felt a like a light roamed over his soul, and pierced threw his hands and into the girls wound! A sudden blue light flashed and the incredible peaceful feeling roamed there body's. Ace suddenly saw something or someone…
Three figures stood over the girl's body and stared on her, there looked like there was one woman and two men, all they stared at her with a parent like gaze in their eyes. Ace stared at them, they looked beautiful. There body was see-threw like the finest glass and their hair floated as if it was in water. Ace opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out.
But as soon as it arrived, the blue light disappeared and the fresh air came back into the room! Ace couldn't help but breathe a little easier. He was stumped, frozen! Trying to collect his thought on what the hell happened! He didn't move, he was afraid that if he moved it would damage the girl, but soon he had to draw his hands back, he closed his eyes and with a straight face he slowly drew his hands to himself. He was surprised to feel his hand were dry, and dint smell like blood at all, he opened his eyes and to his surprise: the wound was gone! All that was left was a small red scar!
Ace couldn't speak, the word got stuck in his mind. The silence was unbearable, though he head her breath slowly take a regular pace. He breathed easier. What ever happened had saved her, his heart rate was slow now. And his eyes felt heavy… 'Did I save her…? Did I do something that made this happen…? Did I?' he wondered as he laid on his back, he felt a snooze coming, 'I wonder how I did…?' he fell asleep as soon as his back hit the floor.
Marco entered the room, he grunted a little when he Ace asleep on the floor, but he wasn't surprised at all. With ace you could never know when he would just fall on the ground sleeping. He sighed took a glass of water over to the bed. He did presume that she would be thirsty when she woke up again. He was surprised to see how much better she looked, he skin wasn't as creamy gray color and she actually had some color in her cheeks.
He planted the glass on the night stand and suddenly he saw the pieces of glass even in front of her bed. 'She would get hurt if she steps on any one of these…' he bent down and picked on large up. He eyes glanced over to her, in just a few seconds she looked much better, and she wasn't pale any more. She looked like a natural skin color. 'This isn't right…' Marco said to hem self and touched her cheek. She responded to the touch by tilting it into his hand. She was warm, almost hot.
"Hey are you awake?" he said loud, to make sure he woke her up, she nodded into his hand.
"Good, then you can tell me what happened." He said and sat on the side of the bed. Her eyes slowly opened. And Marco followed her movements, he was curios what her eyes looked like. But before she opened them her hand came and covered her forehead and her eyes, Marco grunted silently with frustration.
"Well I was singing and dancing with my partner in the center of the town and suddenly the marines wanted their share of our money but we wouldn't give then so they freaked out and stabbed me and put my brother to jail"
Marco didn't say anything, but his face read 'what the hell!' she clearly didn't want to tell him the whole story. "You're not telling me anything…" he said, his voice was low and almost purring, a little more than he intended. He saw her lips part and a small blush form in her cheeks, 'she had the wrong idea, apparently' he thought and chugged a little out loud,
"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you" he said and stood up from the bed. Then he saw the whet bandage on the floor it was half dry and less than half of the blood and forming a big blood puddle under it. "Did some one change you bandages?" he looked over to her, she hadn't changed from the spot.
"Not that I know of…"
"Hmm, do you mind that I take a look…?" he asked and walked torts her, he shrugged and stirred, well aware of the fact that she was totally naked. "I kind of have to" he convinced her and took the corners of the sheets. But he had something ells in mind.
She swallowed but didn't move. Faster then she could see, Marco grabbed he wrists and pulled them roughly apart. She squealed in shock and her eyes ribbed open, with Marco's blue eyes staring back at her she felt a strange tingle go down her spine.
She bit her lip, and Marco couldn't stop staring ether, only he was in a sudden more advantage to her than Ace was, she felt a warm sweat form on the back of her neck, like always when she was nervous. Only it was warm and the tingle went down her spine and to a rather naughty spot.
Marco gazed into her gold eyes, suddenly completely unaware of any thing ells in this world. Her eyes called out to him, it took quite the will power to look away from them, and his eyes travelled over her nose, unfortunately only to stop at her lips, Marco took a deep breath, now this was hard to resist. Her lips parted and she whet her upper lip. He saw her chest rise and buckle down. Her cheeks colored a bright color pink. She closed her eyes and raised her head, a slight pout on her lips, she thought he was going to kiss her.
"You have beautiful eyes" he said, and jumped out of her face. The pink on her cheeks turned into ruby red as soon as she realized that he was not going to kiss her. She winced from embarrassment and she tilted her head to the side and put on a disappointed pout.
"Sorry, I was a little forward, but I didn't mean anything by it…but you do have beautiful eyes" he said before he swooped the covers of her, she shouted so loud that Ace bolted up from the floor
"I didn't do it!" she shouted out from his dream, he saw what happened, not in the dream, and remembered what had happened what he thought was a dream, or hoped was a dream.
"What didn't you do?" Marco asked and looked behind him. Ace looked so stupid sitting on the floor, his legs were spread out and he looked a little flushed. Marco looked away from it when he felt something funny in his insides. That was something to look better into…
"Eeh nothing, dreaming" he stood up and walked to Marco and looked at the girl, her face was up lit a bright red color, well no wonder she was exposed to them, totally naked. Her hands covered her face in her hands.
Marcos eyes hadn't come on her after, his mind was stuck on her eyes, but he wasn't thinking about anything. Her eyes still called out to him. He wanted to see her eyes again…
"Yoo-hoo…"she reminded them of that she was there. He voice was inpatient and her skin had goose bumps…
Marco chugged a little "yes right… sor—" that sentence stopped fast when he looked at her, supposed wound.
His face was un explainable, "wh…what the hell!" he said low, she let her eyes peak out of her fingers, her eyes flew down her body and searched for the wound.
Marco didn't see the wound. There was no wound there, it wasn't even enough to call a booboo…
"Ok, what the hell, what happened?" he asked and but didn't get an answer. The girl looked over to the scar, her hand stroked over the scar like to see if it was real. Her face turned white as chalk,
"Didn't I…wasn't there… what…?" her voice was shaking
"That's what I was thinking…" Marco said and looked at Ace. His face was as clueless as is could be, but for the last, way to fake.
"What the hell happened," Marco asked him, Ace just sighed, he know that he would have to explain what had happened and he would take him for an idiot… no way he would believe him. He glanced over to the girl and saw her in all her naked glory, stroking over and over again the wound like she didn't believe that this was real.
"Hey what's your name?" ace asked, hoping to change the subject. She looked shocked, for a minute and just stared at them…
"Err… well, oh right my name! Ha-ha"
'Why, did she forget…?' Ace and Marco thought at the same time
"It's… Kirara" she said in a sweet homey coated voice with an ability to melt the hardest of pirated hearts… "Now if you would be so kind as to give me back the covers, or if possible, something to wear?"
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