Me: Thanks to Rayleigh I got some time to write a new story about another of my favorite.

Ace: Who might that be? And what will you write?

Thatch: Another story? Tell, tell.

Marco: She hasn't started yet, so be patience -yoi.

Ace: She could at least tell who it is.

Thatch: Yeah and she must have an idea what it should be about.

-Marco hits them on their head, dragging them out of the room. After a while he comes back-

Me: Thank you, Marco.

Marco: So who is it this time -yoi?

Me: You'll see

Marco: Well have fun writing. And remember fans; Devilgirl83 only owns her own OC if there is anyone. One Piece belongs to Oda Eiichiro.

She was slight nervous. Okay she was terrified. For only two months had she been a Whitebeard pirate and today they had anchored at an Island that was under the protection of Whitebeard. First she had helped her commander and his division shopping and now she had time on her own. But it was not that, that terrified her. No it was the feeling she had for one of her nakama. Whenever he was near or she had to talk to him, her heart was beaten slight faster. First she had feared to talk about it, but her commander had seen right through her and even encouraged her to do something about it. And therefor she walked through this town, looking for the perfect gift for him. It would soon be his birthday.

The shops were booming with sales and other stuff, but she walked straight to a curtain shop. First thing first. She wanted a tattoo to show she was a Whitebeard pirate. It would be her pride and a way to show gratitude. She remembered the day she became a pirate. They day Whitebeard had offered her shelter, food and a home. And she would never forget it.

"Lost in thoughts, Mimi?" a voiced to her left asked.

She jumped slightly in shock and turned her head, just to see Haruta and Izo next to her.

"Geez, commander. Don't scare me like this," she said.

"Seems you already was scared," said Haruta.

"She's on a mission to find a gift. Can we help?" asked Izo.

"No, but thanks, commander. I think I can find something on my own," she said shyly.

Haruta chuckled. "I see. Well, good luck then," he said.

"Thanks."

Izo and Haruta kept walking and turned into a shop. Mimi shook her head and went into the house in front of her. Marco had told her the address where she could get a tattoo done. She didn't fear the tattoo,but the gift, since she had no idea what to buy for him. It should be something he liked and something he would look at with fond memory of whom had giving it to him. Something that told him what she couldn't say with words.

Leaving the house with her new tattoo, she strolled down town, looking at the shops to get inspired. If she didn't find it today, there was always a tomorrow, since they were going to be here for five days. Suddenly she stopped just outside a pottery. She always wanted to try making something from clay, so she entered the shop, hoping she could persuade the owner to teach her to make something from clay.

"Good day, I'm Kim, the owner of this place. Can I help you?" a black haired woman asked her.

"Hi. I'm Mimi. I want to make a gift from clay to a man I like very much," she said shyly.

"You're a Whitebeard pirate?" Kim asked.

"Yes. Just joined two months ago," said Mimi.

"And already falling for one?"

Mimi blushed and nodded. Kim chuckled and took the hand of Mimi, dragging her to the back of the shop.

"I would gladly help you. I know most of them, since my father owns the bar they use when they are here. So who is the lucky man?" asked Kim.

Mimi told her and Kim chuckled. "I see. Well, then Mimi. I'll help you."

Mimi blushed again, but soon Kim was finding tools, clay and gestured Mimi to come to the workplace. Then Kim shortly left to close the shop. She then started to teach Mimi about how to use clay and get the best result, before helping her making the best gift. Kim told Mimi it would have to be in the oven for 14 hours and then it had to cool off, so Mimi could come the day after tomorrow and paint it and on the fourth day she could get it with her. Mimi was happy to hear that and as she walked back to the ship,she smiled.

"I guess you fond a good gift," said Izo, as he saw Mimi's smiling face.

"I did, commander, but I will have to ask you for a favor," she said.

"Anything," said Izo.

"The day after tomorrow, I would need a couple of hours free and the day that another hour or so," she said.

"Consider it done. You really have worked hard, since you became our sister, so of course I grant you that," he said.

Mimi smiled to Izo. "Thanks commander. I'm doing my best," she grinned and went inside to go back to her duties.

"Sometimes she's trying to hard. I've never met a woman like her. In fact we could all learn a thing or two from her," said Vista, coming to Izo.

Izo shook her head with a smile. "Mimi is going to become someone great under Oyaji's flag. And we will support her, but we have a duty too. To teach her to relax and enjoy live... Let's see if our dear brother can do that," he grinned.

"Who are you thinking of?" asked Vista.

"Wait and see," smiled Izo and left the swordsman confused.

~x~

Mimi worked hard, so she didn't disappoint Izo and the others. The commanders just shook their heads and Whitebeard smiled. She was just like most when they became their nakama. Trying to show they wouldn't regret the decision, but so far, Whitebeard had never regret to call any of his sons for son. She would learn that she always would be their sister.

"Are you going to town -yoi?" asked Marco, as Mimi left Moby Dick.

"Yeah. I got something to do, but I wont be away all day. I'll come and work twice as hard," she said.

"No need for that. Just take a day off. You surely deserved it -yoi."

Mimi looked at the commander. "But i don't mind."

"It's an order. Take the day off and enjoy it -yoi," said Marco with a fond smile.

"Aye, commander," she said and ran into town.

"It shouldn't be necessary to order her to rest," said Izo with a sigh.

"She's in your division -yoi," said Marco.

"And I told her it was fine. She's to sweet like that," smiled Izo.

"Who's sweet?" asked Thatch and came to them.

"Mimi," said Izo.

Thatch smiled and gazed at the town. "All women are sweet, Izo, but Mimi is special. She's strong and caring," he said.

Izo and Marco shared a short gaze, before Izo chuckled. "Mimi is of course special. After all she's a Whitebeard pirate," said Izo.

"And Oyaji wouldn't let her be one if she wasn't -yoi."

Thatch shook his head, knowing they just taunt him and then he left to the kitchen, his thoughts on Mimi. Besides being strong and caring,s he was beautiful. Long dark black-blue hair, crystal blue eyes and a feminine face. Her body was strong, but also very feminine with and hour-glass figure. Long legs and a descent cleavage. Men always turned their head towards her and when they fought her, they hesitate to hit her, making it easy for her to win over them. Of course she never relied on her beauty. No she trained her body to be even stronger. She was a dangerous woman for the weak willed men.

~x~

"It's done," said Mimi and looked at her handicraft.

Kim looked at it and was impressed. Of course it was not perfect, but for a newbie it was quite impressive. You could see all the effort Mimi had put in it to make this. Kim smiled to her, as Mimi grinned.

"He' will definitely love this and if you don't win his heart with that, then I'm sorry for you," said Kim.

"I'm not sure I can give it to him ... Not with letting him no it's from me ..." Mimi suddenly looked pale and insecure.

"Come on Mimi. You're a pirate. Are you scared of letting him know your feelings?" Kim looked at her.

"... I have to live with him every day... If he doesn't feel the same ... I'm not sure I can live on that ship then, but I love Oyaji as my real father ... It would be hard," Mimi looked sad.

"He might think you made this because you love him as a brother. I met Izo yesterday and he told me you always do your best to show you deserves to be their sister. Just take it easy and give him this. He'll be happy," said Kim.

"..."

"But then again it's up to you," said Kim.

Mimi nodded, her thoughts about how to give it to him, without feeling scared. His birthday was in 6 days and they were going to have a feast on an uninhabited Island nearby. It was always a risk to party, but they were free men and women of the sea and they loved to party. And a birthday always was a reason to celebrate, which caused in weekly celebrations. Only the commanders and Whitebeard got to celebrate their birthday on the day they were born. The others would be celebrated on Saturdays.

"I wish you luck," said Kim, bringing Mimi out of her thoughts.

"Thanks, Kim. For everything," she said and packed the gift.

Kim blinked to her and gave her a hug, before Mimi left.

~x~

The celebration was at full hand. The gifts was still unpacked and lied on a table on deck. Mimi still hadn't brought hers, unsure if she should give it to him or not. Haruta had been nice and said she could jump into his gift. Izo had just sent Haruta a scolding gaze, but Mimi didn't see it and thanked the twelfth commander.

All around her was laughter, drinking, music and cheering. The man in the middle grinned and had fun, not noticing her. She sat with her food and drink, not really hungry or thirsty. She felt slight sick and nervous, her sift in her pocket. Kim was right. He could see it as a token of nakamaship, which would be also bad, but better than he knew her feelings and didn't return it.

"Why don't you give him the gift?"

She looked to her left and saw Whitebeard smiling to him.

"I ... I don't think it's good enough," she mumbled shyly.

"You made it yourself, didn't you? I comes from your heart, so of course it will be good enough for him. Hurry up and place it on the table. He's going to open the gifts soon," said Whitebeard encouraging to her.

"Oyaji ... I ..."

He smiled. "I know how you feel for him, Mimi. And it's fine. If you don't risk anything, you won't gain anything. And don't worry. No one will laugh or make fun of your feelings. And we will help you no matter what," he said.

Mimi looked at him and put her hand in her pocket. It comforted her that Whitebeard said those words. To know that her captain and father figure said good for her feelings, gave her even more courage, so she stood up and walked towards the gift table. Before she could change her mind, she placed her gift there and hurried away. Hiding near Whitebeard, she looked at the birthday man went to the table and unpacked the gifts.

"Aw guys..."

Thatch, the birthday man, was smiling every time he unpacked a gift and said his thanks. The others just grinned or smiled at him, knowing he liked all gifts, but that he even more liked the thought behind it. Soon he came to the gift from Mimi. There was no card to tell him from whom it was, but he had seen her placed it there in a hurry a few moments ago. He unpacked it and saw a handmade mine sword of clay, painted in his favorite color, red-brown, yellow and blue. It was not perfect, but it was really neat and he could see she had put some effort in it. He looked at it and saw some letters on it. Reading it, he smiled and then searched for her.

Mimi couldn't look, as he picked up her gift. Instead she went to the railing and gazed over the sea, which was calm. Her heart beat faster and she had no idea if he would see what she had wrote on the sword.

Suddenly arms were wrapped around her from behind. Her heart stopped for a moment, as she realized it was Thatch. She blushed at the sudden and intimate touch.

"Thanks for the gift," he whispered in her ear.

"You're welcome, Thatch. Happy birthday," she said in a low voice.

Thatch turned her around, so he could see her face, but she looked down, afraid to meet his gaze. The world around her was just a blur and voices she couldn't hear what was saying. Only Thatch was in her world.

Smiling Thatch lifted her face, so she looked up at him. He liked the pink on her cheeks, telling him better than the letter on the sword, what she felt for him. Leaning down, he whispered.

"Don't be shy, love. There's no reason for that."

With those words, Thatch closed the distance between their lips.

Me: And end.

Marco: -Grinning- Seems Thatch was the victim this time -yoi.

Thatch: Sweet. I'm one of your favorite too, then. -Blinks to writer-

Me: Yep. Did you like it?

Ace: Mimi... What kind of name is that?

-Thatch hit Ace on the head-

Thatch: Mimi is a sweet name and everything Devigirl83 writes is good.

Me: Well, thanks Thatch. Let's hope my followers like it too. -'He's just like Sanji in some way, just a little more mature, not doing a noodle dance or so'-

Marco: That's how you win over a love-sick person -yoi.

-Thatch starts to chase Marco, who just teases him further, making Ace laugh hard. This noises attracts Luffy, Shanks and the Straw Hats-

Luffy: What's going on?

Ace: Devilgirl just wrote a fluffy story, where Thatch is the 'victim'.

Luffy: Victim?

Shanks: Don't think about it, Anchor. So Devilgirl, Thatch is a favorite too? Why?

Me: I like his smile.

Thatch: I like your smile too, Devilgirl.

Me: Thanks Thatch. Marco stop teasing him. Jeez, boys will always be boys.

Marco: Oi what is that supposed to mean -yoi?

-All men freeze in spot, except Luffy, who doesn't understand-

Me: Never mind.

All, but Luffy: DEVILGIRL83.

-Nami enters the room-

Nami: Are yo finished here, guys? She need rest to write the next story.

-All men shudders and leaves. Thatch blinking to writer-

Me: Thanks Nami.

Nami: That will be 10.000 Beries.

-Hands over the Beries-

Nami: Thank you, Devilgirl. To you fans, leave a review or else...