Marco was sitting in the window of the inn, still the one that he had broken a while ago by throwing the doctor out of the room. Still really, why would they pay for his service…he didn't think that there was a reason for it. A cool wind blew into the room and refreshed Marcos mind, but it only came back to that time...that time he just didn't understand it, he saw what happened and felt it clearly but there was just no reason to believe it...
He looked over to the girl, the girl with the insane eyes. And when he thought about it, he was even having a tough time believing that her eyes were gold color. Still that was nothing to strange for the entire bunch that was in the grand line. But really…could that be that the marines wanted her because of the eyes, he had never seen any wanted posters that even resembled her or that guy that she was with… she was indeed a mystery… and that bugged him weary much!
He peered over to her to see her face, it was so peaceful all of the sudden. He saw half of her face, closed eyes and the apples of her cheeks. He suddenly stood up and walked over to her bed rest, where she had been forced to lie in for the whole day. Because no matter what Ace said, wounds like that cannot heal by them self! What an absurd thought…Marco just couldn't believe it…but yet the fire fist just wouldn't let it go… no matter how much Marco said that it would never happen to ordinary people.
He walked to the foot of the bed and listened to her and Ace's shallow breath; there was no other sound in the room except for the small sound of the soft breeze flowing through the widow. It somehow made him relax… he felt his heart rate slow down as the calming sound of the wind and the single bird chirp outside of the window…he felt as suddenly the world was calm and there were no trouble… He saw a little of her pale little toes peek from under the sheets and laugh at him. He smiled at them 'cuse he thought they were cute, so petite. He let his fingers pinch that big one and saw how she flinched and let out a little giggle, then she dragged her foot back up her body…
Marco smiled and walked back to the window, he saw her red hair spread over the pillow under her head. The copper color was a little darker in the moonlight and he wondered why it didn't turn brighter in the light…then again he wondered why he was wondering about allot of things…
Marco shook his head and opened the door to the room and walked out of there, in a matter of minutes he was out in the street, walking in the cool crisp night air of the City of Amber and if it was possible the city was even more beautiful in the moonlight then in the sun… this surely was a special town. But there was just one thing that he had to know before there captain would come galloping into the island to get them…who was that girl and why were the marines after her. Although he knew that this was most likely none of his business, his stubbornness just would not let it go…
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Up in the small marine base, the moon also shined threw the window of the autopsy room, where the nurse was preparing a body for dissection. She had been working in this job for a while and she thought it was easy, then again it needed guts to carve up a dead body and make it ready for it funeral...but this time it was a little different.
This time she had a young man on her table, he didn't even look a day over nineteen. His neck had been slit open and dry red blood stained his pale skin down to his chest and all over his body. If that wasn't enough than all she had to do was look over to his face and see how miserable he looked, yellow eyes looked burst with broken dreams and his mouth was slightly open... this sight made her really sad. How such a man could be killed...
She fetched a wet wash cloth and started to wash the blood away. Dry blood and sand in this wound disappeared like that. And when she was done she looked upon the real face. With red hair spread all over his face, she quickly stoked them away and felt as the white skin made her hand shiver... he was dead and cold. What could she do but her job, there was nothing she could do here, best just leave him be and start the dissection...
But just about when she tried to do something about it her hand froze and suddenly she felt as if the air in the room had gone all away, she tries to draw breath but only managed small doses at a time. Suddenly the fear of what's happening made her walk away from the body and press her back against the wall. She looked around her in panic, what could it be? There was some sort of atmosphere circling around the room, when suddenly she felt as if a hand gently pressed on her back and away from the wall, she trembled and looked back on what it could be, who owned that hand, but there was no one there. Nothing but like a faint out line of something that reminded her of a hand!
She let out the small gasp when, she felt another hand push on her back and she nearly fell over the dead body. The table didn't budge didn't move, she looked over to the little clock and there was no tick-tock… the clock was frozen still she rushed to the door and tried in panic to open the door but the knob wouldn't even move, suddenly time felt like it stood still…
She looked over to the body…that man who was unusually alive looking for a dead man. She walked slowly over to the body that …boy… she felt as if he didn't deserve to die…
"I wonder who you are…" she said to herself and stroked the copper hair, then she lightly stroked his cheeks and over his lips…then down his chin bones and down to his neck….she stopped at the wound…his wide open neck…this looked painful… 'Aaron…' she all of the sudden heard whispered in her ear… she jumped up and felt the hair rise on the back of her neck…
'Would you like to save him…?' The voice asked out of the nowhere she jumped her own height when she heard the dry whispering voice right besides her ear and even more suddenly she felt unbelievable power form on her back and force itself way threw her body and to her hand that barely hovered over the wound… then she realized they expected her to touch it, didn't they…what should she do the fear and panic rushed all over her mind and cold sweat was dripping down her forehead…
She closed her eyes and did whatever, who ever this was, wanted… she slightly let her finger graze the surface of the wound; she shot her eyes open when the wound was warm! Like he was still alive…then the power suddenly rushed threw her body at the speed and bliss of any orgasm… blue light shined from the tip of her finger and onto the wound! She screamed when the light hit and all of her natural fears rushed threw her hand and onto Aarons wound.
Then as sudden as it appeared it was gone… and she fell to her knees. Suddenly tired as hell…
Things started to fall down again, down to normal…well almost.
The same sound of the clock and the sound of peopled and doctors walking outside her door…but not the same atmosphere inside the room. The nurse panted and trembled with relief then she looked up and froze again with fear…
The dead man…that man laying on her table cold and dead with his neck slit open was sitting upright, eyes wide open and looking at her curiously and she saw them… his eyes alive and healthy…completely golden color…
"wha-aaAAAAAAAAA!" she finally screamed to the top of her voice when the 'dead' man asked where his pants were...
"Whatever…" he said and jumped of the table and wrapped the white cloth around his hips… that was supposed to cover the dead body after it was ready to be buried… he jumped over the terrified nurse, who was now screaming louder than ever, he walked over to the door and opened the it. And with that the 'dead' man was gone…he had actually stood up and walked of the dissection table. What had she done, was this her fault?
She sat there in shock, still screaming… until the doctor ran to the door and shouted at her for being loud but then he stopped and asked her where the body was…she couldn't say a thing…what could she answer..?
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Aaron ran as fast as he could threw that hospital, but as the fast as he could go, was not fast enough…he knew that he should've been dead…he was dead as far as anyone knew…as far as his sister knew, if she was live that is…
The floor was cold and he was barefoot, but he didn't care there was incredibly cold and white air rushing over his naked body, he'd made it through much, much worse...all he cared about was to get out of his hell hole.
Suddenly there was a little commotion where the dissection room was, and it made it through the entire hospital.
"Damn!" he shouted and slammed himself into the next closet… when in there he relaxed, or so he thought, there was no light in there so he could think. What had happened and why, why wasn't he dead? He was sure he had been on the damning line between heaven and hell. And he smelled alcohol where the light was…god he wanted booze right now. Delicious lines of whisky brown fluids leaked down before his eyes and he started to drool…
'Wow, wow, wow! No time for this type of thought!" He shot at himself and shook his head…curse his damn alcohol addiction! Always bugging him when he least needed it! Hell if he had a bottle of boos in his hand than he would drink it dry even with a hole in his neck—
He froze when he thought about it; someone had slit his throat open. He moved his hand up and stroked over his newfound scar across his neck…' well this is attractive'… he thought and felt the bulge over the front of his neck 'as if I don't have enough scars already!' he gestured to the one most visible to the entire world that he had gotten out of THAT fight badly…the scar over his face, over the left side on his lips…reached from down his chin and almost up to his eye, damn that was not pretty,
'But whatever! Time to get out of here!' he thought to himself and tied the white sheet around his hips tight so they wouldn't fall down…
And after little but few seconds he burst out of the closet, only to run straight, head first, into the back side of a marine shirt. The unfortunate man shouted and stumbled back. With a loud thud they were both on the floor, with Aaron on top. Aaron cursed and tried to pull himself up but both they're struggling and the sheets tangled their feet together…
"Damn it get off!" Aaron finally shouted and lifted himself up to see the poor man under him, and the face didn't only surprise him…It scared him down to the weary depts. of his soul!
"Aaron…I believe you're on top of me…" Raymond's voice soothed sounding light and mocking.
"Dear god, Ray?" Aaron asked when he saw his face, the black hair strands going down to his eyes and staying there
"Now no need to praise the heavens that I'm here…" Raymond answered grinning, he suddenly grasped Aaron's wrists and lifted himself up form him so that Aaron was like sitting on his lap…
"…I only wish I was the one on top..." he said perverted and easily lifted Aaron off the ground…
"Say what!" Aaron shouted and slithered out of Raymond's arms. There was nothing comfortable there anymore…
"Oh don't take it so seriously I'm only teasing you!" Ray said and laughed a loud laugh "oh and by the by… aren't you supposed to be in cremation about now?" he asked and walked up closer to him 'what the hell?' Aaron thought when his old time friend nearly pressed him against the wall and leaned over him. "Oh that's right, you got away. Hmm, tell me now how is that you were able to escape from death? Isn't that a little too lucky?" he said and smiled evilly at him…
"i-I don't know…and I just don't even know how it happened that in here now, much less how you ended up here…" he said and closed his eyes half way…he did remember that man…when he was the man he thought he knew…only five years ago… he had grown so much and gotten so tall and so much more manly… towering over him incredibly much. "… Just who the hell have you become?" Aaron finally asked in a shaky voice. Witch seemed to amuse Raymond to no end…
"lieutenant-master for your information…" he said and stroked over his hand that was holding the sheet in place.
"Oh…wh- why?" Aaron couldn't figure out this thing, his friend…Raymond, they had always been together…for as long as his childhood would go, Raymond was always there… he couldn't imagine so grown up like he was right now…
"Haha! You and your sister are so much alike! Always try so desperately to get to the point…" he said and suddenly pulled a small knife out of its container, he quickly pressed the fine end of the knife over Aaron's bare chest and made it circle
"You're not the friend I remember…"
"well here's a newsflash for you… people can change!" he said and charged to press the knife way into his heart when Aaron pulled the glove of his hand and grabbed the thin blade with his right hand. The blade turned with fast precision into the finest gold material… and the blade sunk into Aaron's skin. But he didn't even twitch, not a gasp escaped his lips when the knife went into his body…
"Oh that's right I forgot, gold cant affect you…in any way now can it?" Raymond said and walked slightly away from him and viewed the knife stick out of the place of Aaron's heart. then Raymond took out a pair of handcuffs and grabbed Aaron by the shoulders"so I will enjoy this…" he then tried to take him forcefully. He yanked the knife out of his chest and threw it to the side. With light speed he grabbed Aaron's hands and turned him around and pinned his front to the wall…
"Oh I'm not that weak anymore! " Aaron shuttered out and kicked behind him, his foot hit Raymond right in the stomach and he stumbled back, Aaron the charged at him with an attack of incredible speed and hit his former friend with many sharp blows to the head and upper body. Raymond stumbled backwards…Aaron was holding back. He knew it, Aaron would be too weak to even try to bring any harm to his old time pal…then suddenly Raymond received a sharp blow to the head so hard that he fell to his side and a little hole in his head poured out dark red liquid… he looked up at his former friend.
"Raymond…" Aaron said after a short while…"…could I kill you?"
"Tsch!"Raymond scoffed out and grinned…"that will be up to you…" he said and looked at him with his dark gray eyes. Aaron felt his chest tighten…he had just hurt Raymond…his friend…that's not what was supposed to happen…even with all that had happened in the last few minutes…he still couldn't bring himself to do anything to him…
"…I'm sorry Ray…that you ended up like this…" Aaron said finally turned his back to his friend. He would never see him again hopefully. And another hope was to find his sister… alive in the name of the gods…
But before he could call himself safe, he felt a warm body pres against him and wrap around him…
"Your way to sensitive brother" Raymond spit the last word out like it was fire on his tongue… then he hand cuffed Aaron with both hands behind his back. "You are under arrest if the name of the government...
"What you can't be serious! Ray?" Aaron shouted as Raymond called for more man to come and help him, the marines came pouring him and all of them seemed weary afraid of the man who was dead a couple hours ago…but that precisely amused Raymond to no end…he was proud. He had caught the 'undead' prisoner…so glad that he was still much stronger than that little red haired boy in his arms…thrashing and screaming curse words at them…calling them names form there native languish
"Seus idiotas sanguentas Como se atreve? que era meu amigo, como podefacelo comigo!" he cried over and over again. But no one understood him but Raymond...
Suddenly he lifted Aaron up to his head and whispered in his ear..."My word that's a foul mouth you have there…" and placed his hand over Aaron's mouth…"we don't want anybody to hear that… now do we?" he said and walked with poor Aaron into the deepest part of the marine base… that's where he was going and he was not coming out of there…
'Aaaaargh! How could this happen? Why? Why now. Why him of all people!' Aaron thought furious to himself 'what about Kirara? What can I do? I have to see if she's alright, no, NO! damn it let me go!' he tried to fight but there was no way out for him anymore…Raymond was holding him way to hard…he felt tears form in the crooks of his eyes…she thought he was dead…he had left things with her…no…this couldn't be the end…!
xXXXx
Marco was strolling outside in the night; the clear night sky was showing the stars and the clear crescent moon shined so bright that the streets didn't need any lighting…he looked up into the sky and smiled… then he turned at the corner and saw the inn that he was staying at. He saw the broken pieces of glass on the ground, but then when he looked up in the window he saw an unknown shade of red and white…he knew that it was that little mysterious red haired girl…
So she was awake huh… how lovely… he saw her in the white dress that he got for her, it was the only one he could find in the entire hotel, you would think that they had something better to offer. Oh well a long white strapless dress fit her well… at least Marco thought so, the thought made him happy in a way, when he thought about her in that.
While he walked back to the inn…he just thought about that girl, Kirara. That he was going to find out everything about her, although he did pretend there was nothing wrong with that…she did talk much, but every time he brought up the issue about her being almost killed by a marine officer she just smiled and said the same thing... "Why I do not know" and "bah! They all don't like me!" she should shout smiling a fake proud smile.
Right outside their door he stopped for a second and thought about what he should do. He should be precise about this, he needed to get all the information he wanted but he also needed her to trust him at least a little…
He opened the door and saw her sitting in the window…looking bluntly out to the nothingness. A nice breeze came and blew her hair out of her face and made her dress move nicely. For a second Marco was breath less… she looked heavenly… but soon he snapped himself out of that state and closed the door hard behind him. With sound of the low slam she turned her head and looked startled.
"Oi…you look well." he said and walked closer to the widow. He light brown drapes were tucked neatly in so they wouldn't be in the way…suddenly she pulled on the knot that was holding the drapes back and they flowed before her and covered her like a blanket…
"Yeah I was sick of lying and doing nothing…" she said behind the drapes. The light from the moon made a shadow of her in the drapes and he could see her lower jaw slightly move when she talked. And her hair blow and her dress slightly move…
"You still should stay in bed…" he sad and walked slowly walked closer to her.
"But I'm better now…so I don't have to." She said and he could tell that she was smiling that innocent smile of hers… she was good at playing innocent but there was something in Marco that just wouldn't let him off guard…there was something wrong with her no matter how much of a victim she said she was…
Kirara looked out the window and wondered with a escape look In her eyes if it would break her fall if she landed on that flag pole first and then the ground when she would jump down and get away from that wanted criminal… she really had to get away from him soon, she had to see if her brother was okay… those damn marines this was all their fault! There the reason she was stuck in this dump with pirates that wouldn't even let her get out of bed.
Suddenly a shadow on the drapes distracted her and the drapes were pulled away from her so fast she nearly fell out of the window. Marco was standing there and he didn't really look pleased at all…
"You were stabbed threw your chest… and the doctor said that If you would start to bleed again you would die…then all of the sudden I leave, comeback and your all better? That doesn't happen to just anybody…" he leaned back and sat next to her in the window, but winced and stood back up when a piece of glass stuck into his butt… Kirara giggled a little at the sight of the usually cool pirate glared at a piece of glass he pulled out of his butt…
"well maybe I'm just lucky…" she said and gave a slight move on and innocent smile…Marco razed and eyebrow at her, she felt a tingle of fear form in her the bottom of her stomach and (to her own horror) she felt a blush come over her cheeks…Marco saw it and suddenly grew quite amused.
"That lucky? Able to cheat death? Isn't that a little too lucky?" he asked and leaned in on her still smiling a smug smile.
"Ehehe, well…I-I just…" she leaned back to the window and looked around for en escape; there was something odd about that pirate! She swallowed a hard lump in her throat and a traitorous blush increased over her face. And to her own annoyance than he chuggle at the sight! That bastard! He couldn't do that!
Suddenly she grabbed the windowsill and jumped out the window! Marco's eyes shot open at the sight and threw him to the window. He saw what she did, like a pro she grabbed a hold of the flag pole that stood out of the building, she fell from there to the ground and winced when the small pieces of glass cut into her bare feet badly.
"OI!"
"I am no man's burden!" she screamed back at him and started to run, Marco closed his eyes and shook his head. 'what a stupid girl…' he sighed when he thought about this. He heard her wince and gasp a little, Marcos eyes followed her and caught the sight of a trail that she was leaving…a crimson red trail… the pieces of glass cut her feet so she bled! "What an idiot!" Marco said out loud and jumped out the window the same as she did but he knew that a much better way to catch a pray was from above!
Within seconds then Marcos hands turned into wings and he flew over the town, the rush of freedom came over him and he hovered over the town for a little while, he thought it would be fun to let her think that she was safe of a little while… she did look back and to the inn and he saw the she had a worried face on.
But when Kirara saw that there was no blond man in the window wondering how she had miraculously jumped out the widow and had oh so not gracefully landed in a pile of broken glass. She smiled and ignored the shrieking pain in her feet. She kept running far away from the pirates. She focused so hard to just get away from him, she had to. There were other things more important to her now than to payback some stupid pirates that saved her live…
…okay there was something wrong with that sentence… she was in dept now, and she hated that. Huh why would they care, she had a dept to pay now to these pirates, and she hated that more than anything in the world. But whatever, she just had to get to a safe place where she could pick the damn pieces of glass out of her hurting, bleeding feet. Soon she found a dark alleyway and sat down. She lifted her dress up and looked at her feet there was a blood poling from under there… 'Wow…did I cut myself that badly?' She lifted her foot up and looked at what she had to deal with. But when her eyes laid upon her foot she shook with horror, her entire foot was cut with tiny slices and bigger pieces of glass sliced inside her skin. With dirt and mud from the street blended with the blood she diverted her eyes and bit he lip from disgust… she hated blood, the gut wrenching feeling that thin strings of blood leaking down to the ground…
"You know that was weary stupid what you did…" the voice of that blond haired pirate was just above her… Kirara looked up and almost jumped up when Marco stood over her…
"How do you find me!" she almost screamed and slid to the side, she supported herself on her elbows and glared a nasty glare at him.
"You're an easy one to find…" he said and sat down in front of her at a safe distance since she looked weary frightened… then he slid to the side reviling a trail of brown red footsteps…
"…well I'll be damned…" Kirara cursed and packed herself into a ball. "Guess I am a little stupid…" she said and looked away from him…
"Well…yeah you are."
"Well you're a jerk…" she spit out and frowned…"why can't you leave me alone"
"Now that's no way to talk to the man who saved your life." He soothed and looked down on her feet. "You just can't keep out of trouble…" he said and gestured down to her feet. She looked away from him and pouted…
"Can I take a look?" he asked and slightly touched the surface of her foot. She didn't say a thing, all she did was nod her head slightly but she didn't even look at him. Marco lightly lifted her foot up and saw the hell that was the bottom of her foot. "Are they both like this?" he asked her and she nodded her head again to say yes… "Does it hurt?" this question she didn't nod to…she didn't respond even the slightest... Marco smiled at that pout she ad on. He knew it hurt…"no answer is an answer too…" he said and moved closer he wasn't surprised that the red haired girl moved her dress more down… 'Well so much for the trust…' Marco thought and raised and eye brow.
"Now since we need to clean this mess, I'm going to take you back to the hotel room whether you like it or not." He said a little firmly and moved closer to her. He easily lifted her up and carried her out of the alleyway, Marco was weary surprised on how incredibly light she was now, he could've sworn se was heavier. The last time he saved her life…
"Hey you know maybe you should eat something he said to her and tried to sound calmer then he was… "You're light as a feather now…"
"Are you saying that I was heavy?" she said and scoffed playfully and lightly nudged his chest.
"Heh, no of corse not, you're just a lot lighter then the last time I held you…"
"…it's just the price I have to pay…" she whispered and leaned her head in on Marcos warmer body. This was a summer island but in the dark of the night it could get pretty cold and she was only wearing that thin dress Marco brought for her. Marco felt it and he also saw how goose bumps were starting to form on her arms...
"And what do you mean by that?" Marco asked as he followed the path she had made herself…
"Why, it's clear… the gods obviously have granted me a second chance and they took my energy as payment…" she said and when she talked she was weary straight faced… she was serious…
He stopped when he was going to let her in that the 'gods' weren't responsible to her life. Ace somehow miraculously cured her…but then when he thought about it… it sounded even crazier!
"You sure are a strange lady…" he said and carried her in the hotel room again, when he entered the room he heard Ace snoring still. Nothing could wake this guy up... he walked to the bed and put her down, then he knelt In front of her and lifted her foot up… this was not a pretty sight. He began to lightly pull out the bigger pieces of glass, he heard how she winced and tensed up but it was clear that she was trying to be brave and not say a thing… not even whimper…
"It hurts doesn't it?" he whispered and put the bigger pieces down in the night stand… she didn't respond… not even a meep, she was getting annoying. "Don't worry this will be over in a minute."
"Why did you go after me?" he whispered. Marco looked up at her and saw the shadow over her eyes. "Why couldn't you just let me go away and we could go on without lives like nothing like this ever happened?" she said and restrained her voice so it didn't break into tears. "You guys didn't need to do this you know…"
"We know that…" Marco said and looked back down to her feet…"and sadly if you didn't want to be saved, you landed with the wrong man…" he said and wiped a cloth over her foot… "Damn it got you bad…" he then mumbled and wrapped it with bandages...
"I've always been weary…lucky. But this is just a bad day for me" She said and lifted her foot to see the handy work…not bad. Although the doctors and nurses on the ship would be able to do a much better job than this… Marco thought about it for a while and came to the conclusion that it was a bad idea.
"heh… you lived didn't you?" he said in a joking tone ad looked up at her face and even though she tried her best to keep it clear as a canvas then Marco could see the sadness in her eyes…
"Tell me…why you are so sad" he asked and wrapped the other foot with bandages
"Gee thanks…" she pouted childishly and looked away
"Not that way!" he replied and gave a slight chuggle," I mean, I can see that you're trying to hide it. But it's clear that you're not feeling well."
"None of your business…" she whispered. Marco simply raised his shoulders and stood up.
"now are you going to tell my why the marines were after you…" he said as he sat down in the bed besides her… a bedroom for two (with a sleeping Ace on the table…) he put his elbow on his knee and rested his head in his hand… he was sitting in front of her and even then he looked bigger then her. He was a lot taller than her. She had seen that being held by him bride-stile. She felt so high up from the ground, when in his arms…
"You just don't give up on the subject so you?" she shot at him smiling. He smiled back with a sly glint in his eyes.
"When I want something-"
"What? You don't give up until you get it!" she felt the fevering feeling of anger build up inside her stomach…
"I'm a pirate…" he said and smiled innocently "if I want something I take it" ok so that was a slight nudge over the line…a tine one… Although the response he got were hysterical…even if it was just a blush.
"You sure are arrogant…" she said and stood up from the bed. But winced at the pain and fell down to her knees… Marco sighed and shook his head.
"Oi. Just get into the bed will yah!" he said, oblivious to the fact the Ace's snores had stopped a few moments ago. Marco didn't notice when Ace stood up from his resting place and was watching the two of them. Watched as marc lifted Kirara up of the floor and placed her in the bed
"Stop treating me like I'm hopeless!"
"You are hopeless…" he said and grinned, he turned around to meet with Ace's eyes. "Evening fire-fist Ace. Had a nice sleep?" He said and strolled past him to get a drink
"Fire-fist… oh you got to be kidding me! I'm surrounded by pirates!" she shouted and covered her face with the sheets
"Well…yeah." Ace said and tried to look offended… while the whole truth was that he was incredibly amused with that little red haired girl, there was just something about her that he liked. Not in the way that he liked other girls…and not the way he liked Eve…
Eve was a nurse on board the ship. And to his opinion she was the most beautiful one of them all. And she was his girl. With chestnut eyes and a soft smile, she had waltzed into his heart once open a time in a party, Ace had been too hammered to know who he went into bed with that night. Turns out that was Eve after that then they had been regular bed partners… but after a while they had decided to turn this into a open relationship, and by talking to the old man he gave them his 'blessing'. But both Ace and Eve could laugh all day long of the memory of White beards face when they had told him about their 'nights of passion' so to speak.
"But what's the problem?" Ace asked Kirara, who still was hiding under her sheets. "What happened to you feet?"
"She decided to pull a little skit, and jumped out the window." Marco said behind him and pulled out two little glasses of golden brown liquid. He handed one to Ace and sat down on the bed besides hers. Ace gulped down the liquor.
"Why did she do that?" he asked, the hint of amusement in his voice made it sound like he was mocking her.
"I AM right here you know." She said and lifted herself up in the bed. The sheets were white and really fluffy around her witch only made her look even smaller than she was. "I did it to get away" she said and snatched the glass of liquor out from under Marcos nose, in which she gulped down the entire glass. She grunted a bit as the drink burned all the way down to her belly.
"…did that help?" Marco asked and rose and eye brow, she was a bit random now...
"No, no it didn't. This is far from enough to make me feel better" she shivered and wiped her mouth. "What is this…" she asked and handed Marco the glass back. He shook his head and stood back up
"Rum. Would you like more?" There was a bit of a silent moment when she was just looking down in her own arms
"no…no thank you"
"There we go. Then maybe I can have some" Marco said and came back with a full glass "Well, what are we going to do.? You can't walk anytime soon" Marco said and let the golden liquor into his mouth. He noticed that Kirara was staring at him.
"See anything you like?"
She quickly looked away and let the blush cover her face. "n-no not at all!" she said and lay back down and covered her face with the sheets again.
"What are you going to do?" Ace asked from the table. "We can't take her with us can we?" he drank up entire contain in the glass.
"Why can't we?"
"Well…" Ace thought about it for a while. "Can we?"
"Maybe"
"…" there was a bit of an awkward silence in the room. They started looking at the bed, there was a glint of her red hair came from under the covers. Maybe they were thinking about the same thing. They tended to do that sometimes, they heard a hint of shallow breath coming from under there and they assumed she had fallen asleep.
"When will they come get us?" Ace asked and looked out the broken window. Out past the forest and out where he caught a small glint of the blue ocean, he wanted to go there and sail the wide open sea soon. But while he dreamed about the sea then his eyes saw the large tree in the middle of the forest. That was the place where he had stopped when Marco brought the girl… he had been covered in complete silence. Not even the sound of foot steppes when he stomped to the ground… he thought about what they could be. Why was there nothing he could hear then… well that had been a little too random…? It didn't make any sense. He had been so caught up in his thoughts that h didn't even hear that Marco was answering his question
"Ace!" Marco shot and snapped his finger to get his attention "they should come the day after tomorrow, at the brake of dawn…" Ace nodded at the statement and looked back out to the woods. That gave him plenty of time to look at the tree again that place caught his curiosity and he thought that this would be the thing that would make this trip even more interesting than it already was.
"Still I doubt that she will be able to walk then… I mean, IF we can bring her with us…" Marco glanced to him; Ace could see his deep blue eyes staring at him. While his neck was arched handsomely and a sly smile over his face. Ace know that look, he was looking for something. And that didn't feel right to Ace's head... "Maybe you can magically make her better, like you did the other time?"
Aaah so that's what he wanted to know… "Yeah well… I down think that I can do that at all…"Ace scratched the back of his head and thought about how in hell he was supposed to answer that… he didn't even know anything about what happened "I haven't a clue on how I did that… of I even did that" he said ….calculator
"You must have done something? This didn't happen on its own." Marco said and stood up and strolled over to him.
"I can assure you that I have no idea what happened." Ace said and frowned, he wanted to know. He and Marco both wanted to know, Marco had himself another glass of rum and joined Ace on listening to the light snoring from under the creamy-white sheets.
"You don't think she can come with us, cuse she can't walk" Ace asked and sat back down on his chair, after a little while he felt himself relax more and after a whole his face slammed on the table and he was asleep again.
"Well…I want her to come; she is kind of in dept with us isn't she?" he didn't notice that Ace had head banged the table, and out cold. "and I won't let this go…I'm going to get to know her…" he mumbled on, not talking to anyone but himself…
"Good night you two…" he said and walked to the bed "Kirara, you say… that really is…a funny name…" he laid down in the bed and in a matter of minutes he was asleep. The calmness washed over him and he let himself fall into deep sleep.
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Kirara was under the sheets of the bed and let the tears fall down her face… down the side of her face she let the tears tickle her skin, soft breaths she took. What was most likely the thing they mistook for for light snoring. She trying her hardest to not cry out as loud as she wanted. They wanted to take her with them? Couldn't be… she told herself over and over again in her head that she was imagining that they had agreed to that! They were pirates and the worst kind of pirates! She had to get away! She had to see her brother and see if he was alright if he stood to be arrested, she would never see him again, and what he was judged and sent to Eniels lobby? What would she do then if he stood to be executed! She had to find him and save him if needed, she had to!
'Why is this happening to me?' she thought and clenched her eyes shut. After a while of drying her eyes and keeping away the sobs, she fell into a light sleep.
Her dreams washed over her like waives on the shore. She felt as if she was in a whirl pool of endless confusion… she saw the flag of the whitebeard pirates waive proudly in the sky. It sent shivers down her spine. She saw the ship slide into the bay and the great all powerful captains shadow come down on her. She saw Ace standing up in front of her, she couldn't help herself but crumble to her knees when she saw and felt how godly he was. Suddenly fires started to burn from his shoulders and devour everything around him, while he just stood there like the fire didn't affect him at all. She asked him why didn't feel a thing, wasn't fire supposed to burn you? He only laughed and turned to her grinning. She saw how much he looked like a god in her dream and she didn't even dare to look him in her eyes. When she looked up again she was up mountain. With the ocean on one hand and the green shine from her home island, she knew what that meant. She would have to make a choice about something… she felt the chills run up her back when she felt something rush up behind her. She turned around and saw the bird flying up to the sky. The bird: the phoenix shed a felt a couple off blue fiery feathers land on her head and a few more landed in her hand when she reached out. It was only then when she noticed that she was completely naked, but she didn't feel embarrassed. Suddenly she turned around and saw that the phoenix stood there in front of her and stared at her. She didn't know what to do so she bowed slightly. She knew that the phoenix was a sacred bird. Reborn in fire her people worshiped that bird… it started to burn and turned into a man. It turned into Marco. He stood there watching her he was dressed in a sacred robe from El Dorado…. She gazed upon him just like he gazed on her. Suddenly she lost her footing and fell into his arms… she had been there before but she had never really felt all that good there but this feeling was better than she had imagined. Her heart started to beat when she felt his lips on the top of her head. His hands held her so softly and she felt so warm and nice. She fell into a rush of uncontrollable pleasure so much that she felt like she couldn't breathe. She needed air…
She opened her eyes and saw where she was, no wonders she needed air she was still under the covers. With a sight of relief she sat up and the bed and looked around. The pirates were both asleep; she heard clear and loud snoring from Ace and giggled the slightest. Then she looked over to the bed and saw the older pirate laying on the bed, his usual 'west' was laying on the foot of the bed and his tattooed chest was like a little treat to her eyes… and she wondered how all of the sudden he was so handsome…
His head was tilted slightly to the side so his neck was arched gorgeously, his flawless skin was so creamy and delightful… she felt the desire to touch him and feel if his skin was as smooth as it looked… She looked up at his face, and the sight caught her eyes so completely, that she couldn't look away. The chin bones on particular, they were so strong and manly. She continued down his thick neck and trailed his collar bones, a warm feeling came over her as she watched the tight muscles on his chest and stomach. It was like she didn't see that mark on his chest that labeled him to be one of the most dangerous pirates in the world, not to mention that he was one then holding her captive.
Her feet hurt like hell and her chest was starting to feel a little iffy. But all she could do was gaze upon the godly image lying on the bed besides her, mesmerized she felt her heart start beating faster and faster. She didn't feel sleepy anymore… she could feel sleepy if she wanted to but why would she want to sleep; she was too busy examining every inch on the man before her…
Pheew… well there… ^-^ enjoy ~3