Fudge! I wanna write lemons...and yaoi… I'm such a pervert…
Aaron's eyes were locked to the floor. He had to find out what to do... he had to get out! He was going crazy with this isolation... he couldn't take it. Pretty soon he would've started to count all the hair on his body and when that it done then he would start to clap his hands for entertainment and then he would find out everything stupid he ever did in his life and that would only mean that he was finally sober! And that would be foul and wrong!
"Well I see you're doing well…" Raymond's voice came to his ears, smooth and calm…
"Oh no please don't look at me like this… I'm a total mess…" Aaron said and made himself sound like a woman…
There sounded a soft chuckle from him, the noise of boots walking closer to them bars…
"You look better than ever" he said and laughed. Aaron's eyes trailed to him, in his think black boots and his specially designed navy suit, little stupid monkey suit… Aaron felt sick watching him…
"Oh how you have changed…" Aaron said and stood up to get in eye level with him. Well so much so good… he was a little larger now since from when he knew him better… "You used to be so handsome, so much will power about that you would become so powerful…"
"I did become so powerful…" he said and grinned. "And pretty soon with your help then every person in the world will know who I am…"
"That's funny, why would I help you?" he asked and smiled with a little grin…
"Because… if you won't then you will never ever see your sister again."
"Pah she can take care of herself…"
"Can she really?" he didn't see any hesitation in his eyes… he was dead serious.
"What do you intend to do? Harass her into a game of tag like you used to do? Oh I know you're going to chase her threw the chapel and pin her down and tickle her until she cries... oh no you will have a racing game with her and then when she loses then you will make her dance with you by the bonfire that night" Aaron smiled when he brought up the memories of their childhood together, "I think you always had a bit of a crush on her" he said smugly with a pout.
"Alright… maybe I did…" Raymond said and walked closer to the bars and put his hand threw the bars to touch his cheek. Aaron buckled away and smacked the hand away. Ray then suddenly with a fluent motion then snatched around his neck and pulled him close. Aaron gagged and tried to fight it but Raymond lifted him of the ground so he had no place to run…
"She was too much of a happy camper to acknowledge my feelings for her; we were to be married…"
"Oh yeah… she was happy about that back then…" he said when the grip loosened a bit. "I bet she won't take you now though…" Aaron said and grinned. Raymond gritted his teeth and pulled his hand close banging Aarons head against the bars. He shouted and ribbed himself away from Raymond's grip.
Claw marks on his neck where he had held him were visible… "Some claws…" he mumbled and rolled his eyes.
"Not that I care anymore. Now I have you" Raymond said and reached back into the cage and again pulled him close. "You better have a good last wish. I intend to get rid of you to get your sister!" he hissed and pulled on him so he was pressed up against the bars hard. "Just make it quick because the trip won't be long…"
"What?!" he shouted out and grabbed around his arm.
"I said you will be judged and your sister will come to save you only to see you are executed! And when she does then she will be mine, no matter what!"
"You're just gonna force her…" he said and glared… Raymond moved in closer to him and whispered something into his ear… other prisoners in the cells across from his didn't hear what he said but they saw the red haired mans eyes go wide when he whispered… before he parted from Aaron then he threw the him on the ground he didn't say anything but glared into each other's eyes.
"What?"
"I'm just saying it must be nice you don't ever have to pay for anything…" Marco said and held around her hand. The one that would not turn him into a statue if he touched it.
"Hahaha! I'm not a treasure chest Marco… we only use it if we desperately need it."
"Right, you brother has it too?"
"Yep…"
"Both of you?"
"Yes"
"And your twins?"
"Was I not saying it right?" she said and giggled a little bit "yes" she said and moved closer to him.
"Are there more able to do things like this?"
She paused for a bit then she saw the light from the exit of the forest. They had cut down trees for them to get through, but the party was still going on the ship. Looked like that they weren't all that long in the forest. It was night… a moon was shining in the sky and stars came and glittered the dark blue globe…
"Kirara?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, well no there is only me and my brother who have the curse…" she turned around and smiled. "but we were four, including us twins, we were best friends and we would never ever leave each other sides…" she looked a bit gloomy for a second.
"Aah of course. You have your nakama too."
"No… there have been five years since we last saw them last… we had drifted apart since then" she said and sat down in the sand. "Well actually then It hasn't been that long since I saw one of them…"
"Oh really?" he sat down beside her and looked up into the sky. "Anybody I'm familiar with?"
"No I don't think so… well ones name is Christian… I always had a bit of a crush on him, but he wasn't the one for me. He had really long blond hair and beautiful green eyes… he used to do magic for us…" he looked dreamingly up into the sky. Marco smiled and nudged her shoulder.
"that's nice…" he said and tried not to make it sound in his voice how he didn't like how she talked about this Christian… "…and the other one?" he hoped a little bit that the other friend was a girl…
"Yes the other one… he was the one who was supposed to be there for me forever…" he looked into Marco's eyes and stuck her tongue out. "He even wanted to become king of the pirates…"
"Where is he now?"
"He is lieutenant master in the marines and he literally stabbed me in the back…well chest." she laid down on her back and sighed. "That rat bastard…"
Marco gritted his teeth for a moment to hate him. Then he just shook his head and moved over to her, he placed his hands on each side of her head and moved over her.
"Don't think about him, as far as I'm concerned then he never even existed…"
She smiled and closed her eyes; Marco moved down and pecked her lips softly. She took it better now like she was getting more used to it. So he decided to bring more depth into the kiss, he sucked on her bottom lip softly and moved down…
"Aah… is it always gonna be like this?" she shuddered out when he sucked and licked a spot under her ear.
"I'm afraid so…" he mumbled and let his tongue travel over the lobe of her ear, "tell me something, have you ever done this before…?"
"Did what?" she almost moaned out, but it was still like she didn't notice that she did…
"Made love before?" He purred into her ear.
"n-no I don't think so…" she said and tried to flinch away. He hesitated… Marco raised himself up and looked into her eyes. They seemed curious enough, well if he was to be her first-time – which he would be— then it should be a better place than on the moist sand of a beach…
"… We should get you some extra clothes…" he said and stood up, snatched her with him and dragged her back to the ship.
"Whhaa! Wait a second, this is the only dress I have and it's almost shredded!" she shouted to him trying to get him to slow down. "I can't be seen in public like this!"
"But you cannot stay like this you'll get sick… besides no one will care." he said smirking and snatched off the ground and flew with her back to the ship.
"Waaaaa! Wait, hold it!" she shouted out before he let her drop on the deck... she slightly stumped and tried to make sure that the tares on the bottom of the dress would not drag her down, trying not to trip and fall. But the fact was that someone up in the sky thought that it would be funnier to see her fall so then of course she fell on her face
"Ha-ha!" Marco came laughing down, but unlike her, then he landed smoothly right in from of her.
"Have I mentioned that I hate you…" she said and glared at him.
"You might've mentioned it sometime…" he said and pulled her up. Ace was on the side of the ship telling everyone about the little walk into the wall of death. Eve had gone ahead to whitebeard to speak to him, she thought it be best for him not look to intimidating when Kirara came to talk to him. Well more intimidating then he looked normally; she had seen the way the red haired girl was when she saw him first. And if she would faint from fear then he would only laugh.
"Do you think something will happen between the two of them?" Thatch asked him and pushed a barrel of beer to him. "Such a cutie won't be single on this ship for a long time."
"…are you drunk?" Ace asked and frowned, there was a heavy bitter beer stench that reeked of him. Thatch reached his arm over his shoulder and pressed up close to him. Though it didn't bother Ace so much, Thatch was used to be a little overly friendly when drunk… and especially to Ace…
"NO…" he said and laughed hysterically. Then he leaned into him and whispered way too loudly. "I'm lying, I'm so drunk!" he then laughed out right into his ear. Ace rolled his eyes and sighed, Thatch didn't go away… Thatch stood there with his head in the crook of Ace's neck, Ace didn't mind though; he knew that Thatch was drunk of his ass. He just let him stay there, and to be honest-which he preferred- then he didn't hate it. In fact he kind of liked it.
Marco took Kirara's hand and walked with her inside. While he was in the best of moods then Kirara was fumbling with her ruined dress and just trying to keep it hanging loosely on her body.
A few minutes passed and Eve came back, took Ace away from Thatch – who stiffly let him go— and led him to their room. No question as to what they were doing in there, but the answer would be each other. Thatch was left alone, the warmth of Ace's body was gone, and he was sad… the only moment when he could feel his body was when he was so drunk that he barely even remembered that heat when he woke up the next morning… he stumbled over to the barrel and gurgled down to a drunken death…
Kirara walked behind Marco all the way back down to the dining hall. There was music and dance. But most of all; food. They could hear her stomach growling from miles away. Marco smiled and went inside, leaving Kirara alone. Though for the moment then she didn't like to be alone, she leaned on to the wall… she could hear the mumbles around her and whispers… she didn't hear what they said. It would most likely be something like "what use is she to us?" and "she docent look powerful at all" and who could forget the ever famous "those thin legs most likely can't even support her own weight!" she often heard those things… and if they were any other time at any other place… with Aaron then she would prove to them that she was better than they thought. But she was more of a dancer then a fighter.
She peeked into the mess hall and saw the pirates… they were on top of tables singing songs and dancing… arms hooked together and legs flawing about as if they were on fire. The booze stank, each smell over powering the other. She didn't recognize anyone of the odors; she knew that if her brother was here then he could close his eyes and name every single bottle of beer, wine or sake. She felt a bit nostalgic watching the men have fun like that, more often than not then she was cause of the celebrations. She would sing or tell stories… or both; there was always a crowd that loved a song with folklore and legends...
She finally spotted Marco… he was smiling, looking all happy and patting a man of the back and holding a plate, she didn't know who he was. And then in the other corner was Peter. Stuffing his tongue down a woman's throat… she smiled and laughed a bit. 'Lucky guy' she thought to herself and giggled. He seemed to be having fun.
Suddenly a shadow fell over her and Marco was standing over her.
"Hey" she said shortly. "Why don't we join the party?" he handed her a plate stack full of food, enough for Ace most likely. She shook her head to the question and merely said that she didn't feel like partying. Then she ate everything on the plate and didn't stop until there was nothing left, it actually seemed like she hadn't eaten in weeks. Though she tried to wipe of the most of mayo off the most of it. But other than that she finished everything.
"Fuuuhaaah~~!" she shouted out and leaned back. "That sure filled me up real nice!" she said and licked her lips. Marco felt a little nerve exploding in his brain, 'damn it! Tell me that she knows what that sounded like! Please, please!'
After her more than satisfying meal then Marco gestured for her to follow him. She did,
"So… what's the rest of your story?"
"I kind of told you everything." She lied; she didn't want to tell him everything yet. She didn't know that he was going to get it out of her sooner or later…
"No you didn't, you are way to interesting to have that little about yourself…"
"Little? Well excuse me, you make me sound dull!" she snapped and seemed a little pissed. "Fuck you then…"
Marco laughed, but that only made her even more pissed off. What was so freaking funny?! She wasn't funny, was she? He did laugh at her a lot could it be that she was funny looking? She looked down on herself and tried to see what was so funny about her. Well apart from the half shredded dress and cuts and bruises on her legs then she didn't see anything funny about her. She looked around and saw the sailors being drunk of the asses and laughing, she was getting little self conches…
Marco snatched her shoulder and pushed her into his room, with a little yelp from her and a wolf like howls from the sailors who saw this then Marco slammed the door to his room…
"Marco!?" she shouted but tripped on the shredded dresses again and her world headed for the floor…again… but Marco was quicker. He snatched his hands under her body and lifted her off the ground. He was not careful now; he roughly pulled her up and pressed her up against his own body. He wanted to feel her warmth… but she wasn't warm, she was cold; freezing even.
"Hah! You should've told me you were this cold." He said and laughed; he snatched the blanket of his bed and wrapped it around her shoulders. Then he pressed her up against himself again.
"Marco…I can't breathe…"
"Am I holding you too tight?"
"No… it's not that I suppose I'm a little scared…" she whispered with a slow high voice.
"Why are you scared...?" he pushed her over to the bed and made her sit down on it…he sat down at her feet and placed his hands on her knees.
"Because I know what happens next…"
"You don't want that?"
"I don't know…" she paused and stroked over his head. "I don't know if I'm ready…"
"I'll show you…" he moved away the ripped dress from her knees, he kissed the sides and up her thigh…
"Wait… show me what?"
He kissed up her leg and moved everything away, he licked over her smooth skin, sucked and licked and bit down.
"Seriously… what are you doing…?" she asked and giggled. "You're tickling me!" she said and laughed.
"Hmm, that's not my intensions…"
He moved up and pushed her down on her back. Kirara gasped the slightest when he did that, but like she was surprised…
"Wait wait… what are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm doing?" Marco answered and laughed and bit, he smiled a sinister smile to her and leaned in to kiss her. She felt shivers move up her spine and she stiffened up. Marco felt it and stopped.
"I-I-I just thought that you would tell your captain about it and… and then you would use me like- like they always do!" she said out nervously and slipped out of his arms. "I-I-I didn't t-think you would want to do that! I'msorryIhavetogo!" she landed on her back on the floor and clumsily crawled to the door to leave.
"Wait!" he shouted after her. But it was too late, she scrammed on her feet and bursts open the door. After that Marco could her faint foot steppes threw the noise from everyone ells… "Kirara! Damn it!"
He was alone, again… the door was open and she had gone… he felt weary silly suddenly, of course she didn't want him. She didn't want him to be her first… he wouldn't even feel right about it. That angelic atmosphere, it would go away if he would violate her like was gonna. He lay down on his back and sighed…
"…Stupid girl…" he mumbled and sighed heavy…
Kirara burst the door open and slid on the floor. The straps on the bottom of her dress were in her way so her knees hit the floor. She slid on the wooden floor and burned both of them; she cursed under her breath and kept running. She pushed on and squeezed in between sailors who shouted and whistled after her "not satisfied are we?!" and "what's wrong, did it scare you?!" they just kept shouting at her while she ran and ran and wished she could go away. Leave this ship and everyone behind. And go to her brother.
She slid into a corner and let her heart beat calmer… but it didn't calm down. She felt the heart wrenching pain in her chest and for some reason felt guilty. She glanced around and made sure that no one was around and lifted the remains of the dress up. There were some red spots on the inner thigh and some of them were even a little purple… and there were teeth marks… she ran her fingers over them and felt that they were a bit wet… but it was certainly not because of Marco… the fluids were sticky and slippery…
Kirara had never felt this before. And had never thought that she would get this sort of marks, they were similar to the marks Aaron had some of the time… after he had gone to some of his 'lovers'
"Hmm…" a deep rumbling voice came to her ears, she gasped and looked up. The captain was standing there, looking down upon her. Her faced shot up a bright red and she closed her legs.
The large man laughed and smiled comforting, as much as he could. Then he just walked away. After that then Kirara jumped up and ran to the direction to 'outside' she needed air.
She ran past the captain and burst outside to the main deck. The damn ship was so large that she was panting and gasping for air, she had good agility and she could run for a good while but this was just simply… dreadful,
"Goddamn it…" she hissed at herself and took a deep breath of fresh air. The deck was huge but no one was there. Except a few of those who were throwing up over the helm… she shook her head and ran to the front, the figure head seemed a little silly to her. She had never seen anything like it before… though she heard of it; though she could easilly say that she never, ever thought she would be aboard it herself. Always had imagined a clam lifestyle. Just traveling and seeing the world, but no… there seemed to something to always interrupt her.
"You seem to be thinking awfully hard…"
"Eeh?!" she looked behind herself; the captain was sitting there looking down on her.
"Do you see anything interesting out there?"
Kirara nervously shook her head and glanced down.
"Shame… I see something that catches my eye" the large man looked up into the sky. It seemed like it was a dark blue sea of the finest pearls and jewels.
"Really?"
"Treasure like that will escape no mans eye." The captain seemed to be dreaming about something, something wonderful, Kirara could see it in his eyes.
"What is it?" she asked only to reactive a laugh from the captain…
"You don't see it. The silver crown that stands on the heavens." He lifted his hands and pointed to the moon… the large shining crown jewel of the sky…
"Oh… the moon…" she stared at it for a good few moments and so did Whitebeard… she felt as if the moon was… wrong
"It looks different somehow…." She said partly to herself and partly to whitebeard…
"And how can that be?" he said and chuckled a bit. This was a weary silly girl; he could understand why Marco liked her so much…
"I don't get it… it's the same moon but… it looks so different…"
"I don't think that's true… were all under the same moon." Kirara stuck her tongue out at that statement,
"I don't think that's the way the world work's…"
"No, that's true… some people think that their better then that… personally I call them the government…" he said and took a long chug of sake… Kirara giggled a little bit.
"You don't think that you are?" Kirara asked and pouted. Whitebeard glared at her back…
"I have my responsibilities… but my son's are my family." He smiled. "I'm sure you understand."
Kirara looked down and nodded slightly…
"Well the party goes on, why you don't join."
"No thank you…"
"You would rather stay here alone?" whitebeard asked and put his bottle of grog down. Kirara felt her heart slow down, alone again…
"I-I didn't know you were leaving…" she said low and looked back up into the sky…
"Would you like me to stay?" he said and laughed loudly when she nodded her tiny head. "And here I thought you didn't like me"
"Would it matter to you?" she said and blinked a bit. "And I can assure you that it was purely fear out of being here at all…"
With that then Whitebeard laughed once again, he thought her to be a rather strange girl. And that red hair was like nothing that he had ever seen before. It somewhat reminded him of the Red hair pirate's… that Shanks, she could be a relative to him.
"As much as I enjoy your company little lady then your story is a one that I would like to know."
Kirara groaned as a little teenager and stuck her tongue out. "Whyyyyyy" she groaned.
"I know everyone only ship, I know all the men and every woman too… I know the back story and I know their plans for the future… but you…" he glared on the back of her head. She suddenly felt as if the glare could make her burn up to ashes…"you are a mystery… and I, for one, am not a fan of miseries…"
She frowned and buried her face in her hands… then after some minuets then she turned her head to him with a smirk on her face… "I suppose I have nothing to hide…" she said and looked back out into the ocean…"There is the risk that you won't believe me…"
"What possible reason could you have for lying…?"
"Okay but after then I would like to show you proof that everything that I'm about to tell you is true… I decided that if I can't get away from you… well Marco… then I thought you would help me."
"And why would I do that? You are not a part of my crew, my family… so I can't really say that a long detour can be made…"
She kept quiet for a little while… then she started talking.
"I have to tell yah I have always adored the ocean… I used to watch it from my garden on long nights when I couldn't sleep… it always called out for me in a way that I never could explain… when I was fifteen then us sibling abandoned our responsibilities and headed out to sea… but our guardians caught us and wanted to come with us," she walked up to the figure head and looked down on it, the whale head seemed kind of silly to her, either that or she just had been on dry land for too long…
"When I was a kid I was always so sure about what I wanted to do… I wanted to be a queen…"she heard him bark out of laughter in the background… "Once then a sailor came to my home island…only one… and I followed him out to the ocean, which was the first time that I saw the ocean. He told me the freedom that it was with the ocean."
"Gurarara! So you're telling me that you are a princess?"
"Problem?"
He burst out laughing…
"Marco will tell you the details, I told him everything I dared to say, but as long as you are here then I want to ask you something…"
Kirara had her back turned to the captain but her heart was beating like a dance drum in the most powerful dance… this was the first time that she had the stage fright…
"Go on…" he rumbled he sounded a little closer not then the last time. She glanced back and saw that he was offering her a lift up in his hand. Oh good just when she was feeling as small as a grain of rice then this giant comes in and makes her feel just LIKE a half a grain of rice… but she did and reluctantly climb into his hand, pouting then she continued to talk sitting on his knee…
She opened her mouth to talk but she didn't really remember what she was going to say suddenly. His glare was on her and he looked so scary…
"I-I want you to help me with something… help me go somewhere…" she managed to practically vomit it out. His booming laugh echoed in her head as she blushed with anger.
"Damn!" she mumbled to herself and bit her lip. "I can pay anything you want!"She shouted, without thinking…
"Oh really and how are you gonna do that?"
Kirara smiled a bitter smile, and pulled off the new glove. It was way too large on her and she dropped the golden material on the wooden deck.
"I have ways…"she didn't really think when she said that. She didn't have to think she just said that, eyes closed and lips moving.
FFFUUUUUUUUUUUU! I am so un-motivated! i try to draw out of this story...then i hate it and i throw it away... then i try to write again... then i draw... then write...it goes on and on and on and oooon!
Oh well i manidged to puzzle together something, but i need more motivation. A bubble-bath perhaps. And strawberry's and pineapple slices…