Run Little Red Nosed Wolf

by Gothraven89

A heated argument, omega wolf Buggy refusing to back down, two pissed off alpha wolves in the form of Mihawk and Crocodile, and a desperate run through the forest that doesn't end the way any of them could have ever thought of in their wildest dreams. Wolf Shifter AU. Warning: Polyamory and violence

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece or anything related to it, it is all the creation of the incomparable Oda San. This work is simply for fun and creative expression.

Warning: Strong Sexual Content, Violence and Graphic Descriptions of Gore, Polyamory, and Adult Themes

Author's Note: Apologies in advance if anyone seems OOC. Special shoutout to the incomparable Veskasa as the creator of Anna Bananawani who I included in all of my Cross Guild romance stories so far.

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Run Little Red Nosed Wolf

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" The both of you assholes can kiss my whole ass and then get the fuck off my island all together if you think I am gonna let you sell any of Richie's new cubs to Lorea Island or anyone else for that matter, especially for such a low and laughable price!" Buggy seethed as he glared across the war table at his two "Lieutenants".

" You've probably got too much sand rolling around inside your brain for even considering such a deal!" Buggy spat as he pointed a gloved finger at Sir Crocodile, who towered over all of them, dressed smartly in a lustrous steel gray waistcoat over a black shirt and light gray dress pants. The former warlord bit down hard on his cigar at Buggy's berating words.

" And you're probably already drunk off your ass too with all that wine you've been inhaling lately!" Buggy added as he pointed his other hand at Dracule Mihawk, dressed in his signature black and red long coat and light gray pants and black boots. He had taken off his signature white feathered hat and hung it on the spire of one of the black wooden cathedral chairs they kept in this meeting tent. Mihawk's great sword Yoru was resting against the war table instead of being strapped to his back. Mihawk's iconic yellow eyes flared a dangerous shade of red as he spoke.

" You better watch your tone Omega." He said flatly, feeling his canines ache with a tell-tale throb of warning.

Beside him Crocodile almost bit clean through his cigar as rage coursed through him at the blue haired Omega's insolence.

How dare a scrawny little Omega wolf like him speak in such a manner to not only one but two Alpha wolves? More importantly then that, how dare he insult mated Alphas? An insult to one is an insult to the other. Yonko or not, Buggy was pushing well beyond the red line.

From where he stood with his insides boiling in fury, Buggy felt his own canine teeth straining to elongate into full fangs inside his mouth, but he stubbornly pushed down the urge.

" You should know by now I do what I think is best, and if that means a couple of cats are gonna get sold off, then that is what's gonna happen, so stand down and go practice your cartwheels clown, now." Crocodile said in admonition, his final word ending in a low growl and his eyes flaring red, Mihawk's eyes flaring red again alongside him in even clearer warning to the Omega wolf.

Buggy froze for a moment, his every instinct as an Omega urging him to immediately submit to the two Alphas before him and not anger them further, especially since both of their eyes were flashing red and Crocodile's voice had turned into a growl. His shift into wolf form was a tall but wiry cerulean blue furred wolf with a bright red, slightly bulbous nose, while when Crocodile shifted he became this tank of a wolf with dark purple fur and orange eyes, his wicked looking golden hook remaining where his left paw should be and causing him no hindrance when he walked or ran, the scars across his face and chest remained as well and only added to his ferocity as he towered over all the other wolves on the entire island. Mihawk himself would become this towering, elegantly built pure black wolf with his signature yellow eyes remaining unchanged, if more dangerous. Both wolves were Alphas, making them bigger and stronger than him. He wouldn't stand a chance against either of them let alone both in a fight.

And yet... as he stood there with the two Alphas glaring at him, Buggy found himself well and truly fed up with them and their bullshit as he stood to full height and his pale blue eyes shining with defiance as he spoke.

" No, I will not." He said firmly as he glared back at Crocodile and Mihawk.

Crocodile and Mihawk immediately felt their hackles rising at Buggy's further defiance.

" You dare to defy your Alphas you pathetic little bitch?" Crocodile snarled.

These words were the last straw for Buggy, it was like a rubber band snapping inside him.

" Neither of you pieces of shit are my fucking Alphas!" Buggy roared with all the force in his body as his pale blue eyes glowed pure Omega white with rage and desolation. Buggy grunted as his canines burst into wicked looking fangs inside his painted mouth.

The silence that followed Buggy's outburst was like a blanket over the entire room. Crocodile and Mihawk both stood stunned, both at Buggy's blatant denial of them both, and that he actually had the balls to even utter such words at them let alone scream it for all the world to hear. For what seemed a life age of the Earth, the three of them just stared at each other, not moving, scarcely breathing, just frozen in that moment where an Omega openly denounced two powerful Alphas.

Then Buggy blinked, the white glow fading from his eyes and his fangs retracting back into human shape as he let out a shaky, rattling breath. It seemed to finally be hitting Buggy just what he had done.

Not only had he openly stood up to Crocodile and Mihawk, he had just fully challenged their authority with his roared out words and baring his fangs at them.

If an Omega wolf ever did something as crazy as challenging a full-fledged Alpha, they had two options. They could either get down on their bellies and grovel as hard as the could for mercy, and either be spared or have their throats ripped out or... they could run. They could run for all they were worth with the Alpha chasing after them and prove themselves to be worthy of being the Alpha's mate or die trying.

In a moment of rationality, Buggy knew he should get down on his belly right that very second and beg for his life, that his emotions had gotten the better of him when it can to the very idea of someone so sweet as Richie being separated from his new babies with the green furred lioness named Patina. His rational mind told him that's what he should have done, but rationality went out the window as instead, Buggy pulled out one of his special stunner Muggy balls and hurled it right at Crocodile and Mihawk before he whirled around, pulled out one of his throwing knives and slashed a hole into the side of the meeting tent and dove through it out into the open in rapid succession. He was dashing off through Buggy Town in the next breath, hearing the Muggy ball go off with a loud bang in his wake, no doubt filling the meeting tent in thick white smoke, running as fast as his legs could carry him towards the forest that stood behind the tent city.

As he ran he dared not turn back, or stop when he nearly bowled Alvida over, or saw Cabaji watch him go in confusion and concern. He just kept going because his life literally depended on it. Not a moment later a pair of terrifying, rage-filled roars shattered the air over the entire town, causing all to freeze and many to actual hit the deck and cower in fear. Buggy though, just ran even harder towards the woods.

Alvida, Cabaji, and then Mohji and Richie all gathered and turned terrified eyes to the meeting tent Buggy had just leapt out of in time to see the whole tent come crashing down with white smoke pluming out of it. Through the fluttering fabric, the towering forms of Sir Crocodile and Mihawk emerged, tearing their way out of the crumbling structure with loud snarls. Alvida, Cabaji, Mohji, and Richie all stood petrified at the sight of Crocodile and Mihawk. The two former Warlords of the Sea and Alpha mates were a fearsome sight to behold, Crocodile stood to his full eight foot height with his chest heaving and his terrifying fangs on full display. His eyes were glowing bright red with ire and Alpha power. They'd all seen him get angry plenty of times, but they had never seen him enraged to such an extent that he was nearly foaming at the mouth. Beside him Mihawk was just as arresting. The World's Greatest Swordsman wasn't foaming at the mouth, his chest wasn't heaving like his mate's was, his anger seemed beyond all of that. He stood silent, his fangs out and clenched, his eyes glowing just as red as Crocodile's while his skin had bleached of all color and turned a ghastly white. His hat was gone and he didn't even have Yoru with him.

Crocodile's eyes immediately zeroed in on Buggy's four crew members, all of them immediately bowing their heads in terror and deference, even Richie being the giant lion that he was, was dropping down onto his belly. Crocodile skewered them with his wrathful gaze until Mihawk stepped forward and pointed past them towards the distance.

" There." He growled, his glowing red eyes flashing in fresh ire as he caught sight of Buggy's still rapidly retreating form.

Crocodile snarled, taking in a deep, grating breath before he screamed for all to hear.

" OmegaAAAA!" He roared while Mihawk growled with him and quickly shed his red and black long coat and tore off his dagger necklace, leaving them among the wreckage of the tent.

He knew full well the other denizens of Buggy Town would never even dare to think about stealing his things.

Then in the next breath, he and Mihawk were disappearing in an explosion of fur and shredded clothes, and Crocodile's rings flying off his fingers as they fully transformed into their wolf forms. Alvida, Cabaji, Mohji, and Richie all wisely cleared the path as a giant purple furred wolf and an slightly smaller pure black furred wolf dashed past them, their claws tearing up the dirt under them.

Alivda looked back to see the tiny figure still running towards the forest, her heart aching and her eyes filling with tears as she yelled out.

" Run Buggy! They're coming!" She screamed in despair as Richie let out a mournful yowl beside her.

From where he was just about to reach the treeline, Buggy heard Alvida's desperate scream and felt like his heart would burst clean out of his chest. With a final step he leapt into the air and transformed, his green pants, white and purple striped shirt, and tan fur lined coat all exploding around him and his purple Captain's hat going flying as his wolf form burst free. He touched back down to earth on four paws, his lustrous blue fur shining in the mid-afternoon sun as Buggy finally bound into the forest and immediately dashed off the beaten path and started zig-zagging his way further in, leaving a pile of shredded clothes, throwing knives, and several dormant muggy balls in his wake. He had two enraged Alphas after him, he needed to be as evasive as he could possibly be.

Crocodile and Mihawk came crashing into the forest just a few moments later, both of them running headlong through the trees before they stopped and started sniffing furiously at the air, trying to catch Buggy's scent.

" I am gonna tear him limb from limb when I get my jaws around him." Crocodile seethed through the telepathic link he shared with Mihawk.

" We actually have to find him before you can do anything my mate." Mihawk replied as he took another deep sniff of the air.

His keen nose then caught the sweet scent of tangerines tinged with an ashen bitterness, out of place amidst the scents of the forest. Mihawk immediately focused all of his concentration on the scent and summoned his haki much like he had at Marineford, though unfortunately for Buggy, there was nowhere near the level of chaos here in this forest as there had been on that ice covered battlefield. Through his mind's eye Mihawk cut through the trees and plants, the rocks and the other forest animals before he finally zeroed in on the form of a single, wiry blue furred wolf who was zig-zagging his way deeper into the forest as fast as he could.

" Found him." Mihawk growled.

" Lead the way my love." Crocodile hissed through the link.

With a low rumble Mihawk took off, Crocodile following beside him.

As he ran through the forest and continued to zig-zag through the foliage, Buggy could sense that Mihawk and Crocodile were here with him in the forest. He had not a second to delay as he flew further into the forest, a plan forming in his mind to head for the waterfall cliffs towards the center of the forest. If he had any chance against Crocodile he needed to exploit their shared weakness of water. How he was going to deal with Mihawk he had yet to figure out. Right now it was all about evasion and trying to reach a place of safety as fast as he could.

Buggy knew that simply hiding under a rock was not an option with Mihawk's insane haki and Crocodile's sand ability. He needed water fast and with that in mind, Buggy ran faster.

" The little mutt is faster than I thought him capable, I'll give him that." Mihawk commented as he watched Buggy's evasive maneuvers through his haki.

" Certain death is a great motivator." Crocodile rumbled in reply as he and Mihawk picked up the pace.

Buggy ran and ran, not stopping until he reached the clearing where the waterfall cliffs stood. He could dive into the water to hide because of his Devil Fruit but one of the advantages of knowing this island like the back of his hand was that he knew about a secret cave hidden behind the waterfall that had a connecting passage way that led through to the other side of the cliff back out into the forest.

Buggy wasted no time making his way towards the roaring cascade of water, leaping up onto the first bolder that led up the side. Buggy dug his claws in as deep as he could into the rock, knowing just one slip would send him tumbling straight into the little lake that gathered at the foot of the waterfall, and certain death by drowning.

The terrified Omega scrambled the rest of the way up the cliff, ducking under the wall of water and into the hidden cave. With the roar of the falls behind him, Buggy's whole body gave an almighty shudder before he finally collapsed and tried to catch his breath.

In this fleeting respite from the run for his very life, Buggy tried in vain to make sense of it all. How could this have happened? Why couldn't Crocodile and Mihawk just let Richie keep his babies for a little while longer? Why didn't he get on his belly and grovel the moment he denounced them as his Alphas? Why did he instead run off and spell his inevitable death because there was no chance in Hell Crocodile and Mihawk weren't going to rip him to shreds. Buggy let out a small whine from deep inside him.

An Omega running from an Alpha was meant to be a joyous thing, the exhilaration of the chase culminating in entering into the bonds of love. There was no love for him at the end of this run, only ruin. Crocodile and Mihawk only had eyes for each other, they hated him and now they wanted him dead.

This last thought had Buggy scrambling back onto his feet and running towards the back of the cave where the entrance to the tunnel that went clean through the cliff and back out to the forest. When he reached the entrance, Buggy felt his heart slam to a cold stop inside his chest.

" Oh no." He thought to himself as he saw that the mouth of the passage was slightly caved in, the remaining opening just too small for him to get through even if he chopped himself to pieces.

With a desperate whine Buggy climbed up the mound of dirt and rock blocking the entrance and started digging for all his work. Because of his chop chop abilities, his paws stays in tact even as he clawed at the jagged bits of rock. He had just made the hole a little bit bigger, seeing that the rest of the passage was thankfully clear on the other side when he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, and the slow shuffle of approaching paws caught his ears.

Buggy slowly turned around and felt his stomach drop away completely when he saw the shadowy figure of a wolf silhouetted against the sunlight coming in through the mouth of the cave through the raging waterfall. The midnight black fur immediately told Buggy who this wolf was.

Mihawk.

The big black wolf had found him and he had no way of escaping. Trembling, Buggy slipped down from the mount of rock and dirt blocking the passage and faced Mihawk. He shuddered as the black wolf let out an deep, rumbling growl as he slowly advanced towards him, his eyes red and wrathful. Buggy found himself backing away, shaking and so scared. No amount of belly-showing or groveling would help him now as his rump his the jagged stone wall of the cave, leaving him nowhere to go. From the way the Alpha was glaring down at him, Mihawk wanted him deader than dead. Buggy bowed his head and shut his eyes, knowing this was the end, there was no where to run. It was all over.

Mihawk's lips curled up in a snarl, revealing rows of fiendish white fangs and teeth, he was going to drag the idiot clown out of this cave and bring him to Crocodile so that they could deal with him together. Hell they had the option of not outright killing him, they could leave him maimed as a warning to the rest of Buggy Town, Buggy being their "leader" be damned. Just as Buggy could feel Mihawk's hot breath breath ghost through the fur at the top of his head, he gasped loudly as he felt something deep inside him just explode like a super nova.

Everything. Went. Red.

Mihawk stopped dead in his tracks as a low, thunderous growl began to reverberate through the cave, a sound he had never heard before. With his entire body tensed and ready to defend, Mihawk eyed the source of this ungodly sound warily.

Buggy.

Every instinct in Mihawk was telling him to either end the Omega now or face something he had never faced before. The choice was taken from him as Buggy slowly raised his head, his movements jerky and tense, a soft clicking joining the growling as though his very bones were grinding together and popping. Mihawk frowned in confusion because if he didn't know any better, Buggy was actually getting bigger right before his very eyes. He couldn't dwell on this development for very long as Buggy raised his head fully, and Mihawk felt his heart slam to a dead stop inside his chest.

Instead of tearful, fear-filled Omega white eyes, what stared back at him was a pair of glowing blood red eyes.

Alpha eyes... and yet not at the same time, because the centers of Buggy's eyes remained pure Omega white.

" Buggy?" Mihawk thought before an earth shattering roar resounded through the entire cave.

Mihawk had enough time to see a flash of blue fur hurtling right at him before his head was exploding in pain and his vision went white for a moment as something heavy and unyielding slammed into him full force. Mihawk found himself knocked clean off his feet with a loud yelp. On instinct Mihawk pulled his paws up, and not a moment too soon as a set of fangs snapped down just a few centimeters from his face. As his vision cleared, Mihawk stared up with wide red eyes at the sight above him.

Buggy.

Buggy loomed over him with his blue fur flared out about him, looking like something straight out of a hellish nightmare.

His entire wolf face was contorted in rage and hate, his once white colored eyes were now two glowing red embers straight from the very beating heart of the Underworld itself yet still Omega white at their centers, which only added to his newfound ferocity. His maw was wide open and his teeth glinting dangerously in the darkness as he snapped his jaws down at Mihawk again, pushing as hard as he could against Mihawk's thankfully unyielding paws, actually trying to get at the black wolf's throat.

He looked absolutely feral and rabid... he looked absolutely exquisite.

Mihawk felt a jolt go through him as he gazed up at the now utterly enraged Omega who was actively trying to end him. He felt something hot and primal unfurl in his very soul, all thoughts of ever wanting to end this astonishing creature evaporating from his mind forever. Mihawk quickly sobered and focused on keeping himself alive and with his throat in tact as the next time Buggy lunged at him, Mihawk tucked his hind paws under the still slighter wolf and pushed at Buggy with all four of his legs, sending the Omega flying backwards away from him.

Buggy let out a frustrated roar as Mihawk shoved him off, landing on the cave floor with a loud grunt before he was shooting back to his feet and growling menacingly at Mihawk, who almost lazily rose back to his own feet. Instead of attacking him like Buggy was expecting, the black wolf just stood there and stared at him. If Buggy were not so irate, he would have thought that even in wolf form, the World's Greatest Swordsman was smirking at him. On top of that, the rage filled red glow to the Alpha's usually golden yellow eyes seemed softer now somehow, filled not with hate and anger as they had been when the black wolf had entered the cave in all his menacing and murderous glory. Now it looked almost like those same eyes were filled with... fiery hot desire?

Buggy didn't dwell on it through as with a last snarl, he threw himself back up onto the mound of rocks and dirt and shoved himself through the hole he had widened before Mihawk had shown up. With a herculean push and detaching his front legs, Buggy finally pushed his way through the hole using his back legs and out the other side. In one fluid motion he reattached his front legs and took off running down the passage as fast as he could.

Mihawk watched the Omega make his escape before he focused, using his haki to see where Buggy was running, spying the entire length of the secret passage that led clear to the other side of the cliff.

" Clever, but not clever enough little blue wolf." Mihawk thought before he quickly turned and rushed out of the cave.

From where he was pacing about and seething, Crocodile looked up as a familiar black figure literally shot out from behind the waterfall, going straight through the cascade before gracefully diving the rest of the way down in a graceful arc into the lake waters below. Crocodile stood mesmerized for a moment as he watched Mihawk effortlessly dive from such a great height before he was frowning.

His mate had been equally enraged and had promised to go up the stones to the secret cave behind the waterfall the swordsman had sensed Buggy had holed himself up it. Mihawk had vowed to drag the little blue furred fool back down to him so that they could personally rend him limb from limb together for his multiple transgressions. Instead, Mihawk gracefully emerged from the lake waters sans one impudent little Omega in his jaws.

" You said you'd drag his sorry ass down here to me Hawk. So where the fuck is he?" Crocodile said through their shared link as the black wolf elegantly stepped out of the water and shook his ebony fur before turning almost serene glowing red eyes at him.

" There's been a bit of an interesting development regarding our errant little Omega my love." Mihawk replied through the link.

He then began to explain everything that had transpired inside the cave behind the waterfall while leading Crocodile towards the other side of the cave, hoping to head Buggy off so that Crocodile could bear witness to Buggy's transformation himself. He explained how he had Buggy cornered only to find himself faced with an Omega unlike any he had ever encountered. Red and white eyes, his bones popping and shifting into a larger form, and the most brilliant rage as the blue furred wolf had literally tried to murder him not five minutes ago.

" I'll believe it when I see it Hawk-eyes." Crocodile scoffed.

" Well then we best pick up the pace and get to the other side of this cliff to head him off before he emerges." Mihawk retorted as he and Crocodile tore up the terrain to get around to the other side of the cliff.

The hulking purple wolf and his pure black mate tore through the underbrush and reached the other side of the cliff, catching sight of the partially covered hole in the side of the rock face that was most definitely the other end of the secret passage Buggy had used to escape from Mihawk. Mihawk and Crocodile where just a few feet away from it when a loud roar echoed from within the cliff. Crocodile and Mihawk both ground to a halt as the terrifying sound reverberated through them both, making their very hearts rattle within their chest cavities. A moment later a blur of blue came bursting out from the darkness.

" What the fuck?" Crocodile said eloquently, his glowing red eyes growing wide as he finally beheld Buggy in his new form.

True to Mihawk's words, the once wiry and slight Omega wolf had somehow grown to nearly Mihawk's size. His fangs gleamed in the sunlight and his blue fur was nearly standing on end, adding to the fierceness of his look. But it was Buggy's eyes that were most arresting as the Omega crashed through the underbrush and actually glanced to the side to stare right at Crocodile and Mihawk.

" Fucking hell..." Crocodile trailed off as a pair of glowing red and white eyes stared back at him for what seemed like a life-age. He had never seen such eyes on a wolf in all his life, and they belonged to Buggy The Star Clown of all wolves. They were enthralling, he was enthralling.

The moment was broken as with a snarl and a baleful glare, Buggy tore his gaze away and took off running deeper into the forest.

Crocodile and Mihawk both turned to each other, the same thought passing between them.

No, we can't let him go, we can't lose him!

As one they turned back to see Buggy jumping elegantly over a downed log before sprinting off further. In near perfect sync, Crocodile and Mihawk threw their heads back and let loose a pair of howls straight to the heavens. Crocodile's was this loud, bellowing bugle of raw power and desire, while Mihawk's was a lighter, silvery call tinged with longing. Both howls were like a pair of siren's calls the moment they reached Buggy's ears, cutting through his rage and terror and actually making him stop dead in his tracks. With a shudder through his whole body and confusion across his mind, Buggy slowly turned and looked back across the distance at the two Alphas that had been chasing after him with the sole purpose of disposing of him in a painful fashion.

With the howls they had just let lose, Crocodile and Mihawk had both signaled that their intentions had changed completely.

They didn't want him dead, they wanted to claim him as a mate, the both of them, together.

They wanted him to be theirs.

" Are they fucking serious?" Buggy asked himself as he gawked at Crocodile and Mihawk still standing where he had left them in his wake by the mouth of the secret passage.

Once more the Omega, who was already having quite an awful day, was faced with yet another choice. To howl or not to howl, that was the question. If Buggy chose not to howl back at them, and just ran off, then Crocodile and Mihawk would be free to come after him and kill him anyway without any issue, and they would catch him eventually because he knew just how relentless these two could be. On the other paw, if he howled back to his two unexpected suitors, it would signal his acceptance of their new intentions, that the chase there after would be one culminating in a bonding between them and he would come out of it with not only his life, but two powerful Alpha mates.

The choice was Buggy's once more with the outcome being either what would most definitely be a painful death, or being bound to a pair of Alphas who had somehow miraculously forgone their earlier murderous intent and now thought him mate material. Had literally losing his mind in rage and terror when he thought he was going to fucking die and then trying to full on kill Dracule Mihawk in the next instance with just his teeth really been enough to impress the World's Greatest Swordsman, and in turn Crocodile, his golden hook wielding Alpha mate?

Buggy stood there panting in utter confusion with his heart pounding and his mind racing, but he couldn't do that for long. There were two powerful and highly dangerous Alphas awaiting his answer to their beckoning howls. With his eyes burning and a shudder passing through his entire body, Buggy stood up straight and made his choice.

He threw his head back and howled proudly.

Mihawk and Crocodile both stood to full attention, elation and anticipation filling them as Buggy's howl, a high-pitched, almost chime like sound filled their ears. They both felt their hearts start to pound in unison, their every nerve ending firing as the gravity of Buggy's howl hit them.

He had accepted their howls, he was allowing them to prove themselves worthy of him just as much as he would prove himself to them from this moment forward.

In that chime-like howl there was hope yes, but there was also a challenge, there was anger still.

Buggy was not going to make it easy for them, nor should he after they way they had treated him, not only today but in all the time they had lived on this very island with him. As Mihawk now knew first hand, Buggy would not shy away from trying to take them down if they provoked him. He had nearly lost his own throat not even ten minutes ago.

With a lingering look at the pair of Alphas, Buggy turned tail and bounded off into the woods.

Crocodile and Mihawk looked to each other, the red glow in both their eyes no longer fueled by hate and rage, now what fueled them was the savage exhilaration of the impending chase, the chance to join with an Omega unlike any other.

That being said, they actually had to catch him first.

With a pair of rumbling barks, Mihawk and Crocodile sprinted off after Buggy, the dirt and grass flying under their clawed paws.

A good half an hour later...

Crocodile and Mihawk broke through the tree line into a small clearing, Buggy was nowhere to be found. The crafty Omega had given them the slip, especially with Mihawk choosing not to use his unrivaled haki as a means of respecting Buggy as a potential mate. When Mihawk had been using his haki to find Buggy before, he had been hunting him like common prey. The thought alone left Mihawk with his stomach twisting uncomfortably in a way that had nothing to do with the hunger he was feeling.

Speaking of hunger, Mihawk and Crocodile both sniffed the air, hoping to not only catch a whiff of Buggy's signature fragrant tangerine scent, but to see if there was any prey around for them to catch. Instead, both Alpha wolves grew alert as the sharp, metallic scent of fresh blood caught their sensitive noses. They looked further ahead into the clearing, following the nearly overbearing scent. There eyes settled on a large tree stump near the center of the clearing.

There resting atop the stump was a fresh deer carcass. It didn't take long for either of them to figure out that a certain red nosed Omega they were currently chasing had been considerate enough to leave a meal out for them, basically on a wooden platter. As they trotted over to the carcass, Mihawk and Crocodile shared a look of understanding. In this high stakes courtship that was unfolding, Buggy had gone ahead and proven that he was willing and able to provide for them just as much as they could for him. Not only did he want them to not go hungry, he wanted them to know that they could depend on him, much like they had been when he became the "Chairman" of Cross-Guild through an error in poster design by his crew. Yes, Buggy screwed up plenty, that monstrosity of a flagship build by his crew was just one example, but he still managed to keep the real heat off of both Crocodile and Mihawk and work wonders for the organization's profits and business dealings as the figurehead of Cross-Guild.

Mihawk and Crocodile wasted not time setting upon the meal Buggy provided them, absolutely ravenous at this point from all the running and searching they'd been doing for the last few hours now. They devoured every morsel they could find, leaving nothing but bones in there wake. Once they were finished licking the blood off of each other, Crocodile turned his attentions towards deeper into the forest still. He let out a loud, echoing series of barks as though to ask something. At first he was met with silence, and then, very distantly, there was a single bark back to him in reply.

" Good, he's eaten then." Crocodile said to Mihawk through their shared link.

" I believe I have pinpointed where his bark came from. Let's be off then." Mihawk said as he shook himself and then dashed off to the North with Crocodile right their beside him.

A few hours later the sun was finally starting to dip past the horizon, signalling the oncoming night.

Crocodile and Mihawk trudged there way back towards the waterfall cliffs, following Buggy's scent and tracks. They had surmised that their crafty Omega had taken to shifting back into human form and using his chop chop powers to simply float off for a bit leaving neither Alphas any tracks to follow and then shifting back into a wolf and running off in a completely different direction, leading them around in circles several times before finally seemingly heading back towards his initial place of safety.

A far better strategist than they gave him credit for.

Tempting though it was, Mihawk still did not use his haki to find where exactly Buggy was hiding. He knew that they would find him and catch him without fail. They had to.

" Mihawk, he's close by, I can feel it. Let's turn in the other direction, see if he gives his position away." Crocodile said through their mind link.

" I caught his scent a few minutes ago, he veered off to the right towards those BanBan trees. Let's go a few paces to the left and see if he moves." Mihawk replied, his stomach buzzing with anticipation as they entered what they both felt would be the final leg of the chase.

Mihawk and Crocodile trotted off to the left, all the while covertly and keenly focused on that patch of BanBan trees the swordsman had indicated. They had just gone a few paces before the sharp crack of wood caught their ears. In an instant they were whirling around in time to see a blur of blue burst out from behind the BanBan trees and take off running. For a moment Mihawk and Crocodile just stood there and watched as Buggy elegantly flew past them towards the waterfall cliffs before they were taking off after him in hot pursuit. Being the faster one between them, Mihawk put on an extra burst of speed to close the distance quicker.

Buggy looked over his shoulder and felt a jolt go through him at Mihawk's rapid approach. His eyes flared red as he snarled in anger and pushed himself to go faster. He wouldn't make it easy for them, not in the least. As they rounded the base of the cliff and neared the waterfall and lake, Buggy looked back over his shoulder to see Crocodile picking up the pace, running just a step behind Mihawk with hungry determination and amusement in his glowing red eyes.

It sparked a wave of complicated emotions within Buggy ranging from fresh anger and annoyance, to an actual thrill through his Omega heart that a pair of Alphas like Crocodile and Mihawk were pursuing him in earnest. Buggy turned back around and started zig-zaging again in an effort to through the Alphas off. As they three of them reached the lake though, Buggy shot off to the right, a little too close to the damp rocks by the lake side. His front paw landed on one of the rocks and immediately slips against the wet, algae covered surface.

" Oi Buggy!" Crocodile yelled through the link while Mihawk barked loudly in alarm, the two Alpha's watching powerlessly as the blue furred Omega let out a loud yelp and then went tumbling head first right into the lake. This was not the lake bank where Buggy would have ended up muddied but alright. With a slash the blue wolf fell right into the deep blue waters and sank like a stone because of the Devil Fruit's price.

Mihawk turned to Crocodile and snapped his jaws at him, immediately halting his mate. Crocodile glared but understood as he ground to a stop. With a roar Mihawk leapt into the air and shifted back into human form before diving into the water after Buggy in one smooth motion.

Buggy was numb, his body like lead as he rapidly sank into the cold dark waters of the lake. He felt all of his strength leach out of him and his lungs burning for air. He felt himself slowly shift back into his human form as everything around him dimmed. As he looked through the darkness he suddenly saw a figure swimming rapidly towards him, red eyes glowing. Then Buggy knew no more as he blacked out.

Back by the lakeside, Crocodile shifted back into human form and forced himself to stand still, cursing this one weakness of consuming a devil fruit that barred him from entering the waters after his mate and their desired Omega. He had to keep his faith in Mihawk to come through for them.

A couple of agonizing seconds later, the surface of the water was breaking as Mihawk finally emerged from the depths of the lake with a loud splash. In his arms was Buggy with his face paint smeared and running and his long blue hair clinging to his face and shoulders. Mihawk swam backwards towards the edge of he lake, Crocodile immediately rushing forward to grab his hand and pull him and Buggy out of the water. The three of them collapsed in a heap on the grass, Buggy boneless with his eyes closed between them, his face lax and whatever paint had been on it nothing more than smears of blue and white around his eyes and some red on his lips. Mihawk and Crocodile immediately dove into action.

" Get him on his back!" Crocodile shouted as Mihawk unwound his other arm from around the unconscious clown and then rolled him so that he lay face up between them on the grass.

" He's not breathing." Mihawk observed grimly before he turned hard eyes to his mate. " Crocodile, tilt his head back and make sure his airway is clear before you start breathing for him, I'll start compressions." Mihawk ordered sternly as he knelt beside Buggy's chest and folded his hands over the center of his sternum.

Crocodile did as he was directed, tilted Buggy's head back and using his right whole hand to pry Buggy's red stained lips apart. His airway looked clear as far as the former warlord could tell before he turned to Mihawk, watching as his mate rapidly pushed down on Buggy's chest in a quick succession of thirty compression before he nodded to Crocodile. Crocodile pinched Buggy's bulbous nose shut as best as he could before he sealed his mouth over the unconscious Omega's and blew two deep puffs of air down his throat before he drew back. Mihawk immediately started compressions again, Buggy flopping limply under him. It was grotesque and nightmarish, a sight that would haunt Mihawk and Crocodile as long as they lived. Even amidst this chaos, Crocodile summoned his sand sand powers to swirl around both Buggy and Mihawk, absorbing all the water that clung to them and drying them both off.

The seconds passed by like centuries, and then midway through Mihawk's second set of compressions, Buggy tensed up under his hands and then with a great gurgling sound a small geyser of water exploded from his mouth as he finally coughed up all the water he had inhaled. Mihawk immediately turned Buggy over onto his side as he coughed and gagged, gasping as he pulled in huge gulps of air.

With a deep shudder, Buggy looked up, blinking his eyes to clear his vision as his faculties returned to him. He slowly pushed himself up into a sitting position, his sopping wet hair clinging to him all over as he looked up.

Crocodile and Mihawk watched with baited breath as the Omega finally raised his head. The two Alphas caught sight of Buggy's normal, pure blue eyes for a fleeting moment and then in the next blink those same blue eyes were morphing back into two red and white jewels from the deepest pits of hell as Buggy's rage reignited at the sight of his two pursuers.

With an ear shattering roar of fury, Buggy lunged right at Crocodile.

" Ack!" Crocodile yelled as a surprisingly strong pair of hands actually wrapped around his neck like a vice while a slightly heavier body slammed into him as hard as it could and succeeded in sending the eight foot tall Alpha wolf toppling backwards onto the grass.

Mihawk gawked openly at the scene playing out before him. A wrathful, snarling Buggy with his white fangs bared inside his human mouth was now straddling Crocodile's chest after knocking him over and was trying to full on strangle his mate. Mihawk immediately rushed forward to intervene only for his head to suddenly be yanked back. Mihawk grunted as the hair at the back of his head was savagely pulled. The Swordsman looked back at Buggy as the irate clown raised his right arm, except said arm ended as a smooth stump at the wrist. It didn't take much for Mihawk to figure out what was hindering him as he promptly reached for the back of his head and found Buggy's disembodied hand twisting its fingers into his dark ebony hair and pulling for all its worth. Mihawk turned his gaze back around to Buggy and Crocodile in time to see Buggy bring his stump down hard on Crocodile's cheek as he started screaming.

" FUCK YOU! Fuck you, you heartless baby stealing asshole! Fuck you! I'll kill you! I'll fucking kill you fucking bastard!" Buggy howled wrathfully as his stump glanced harmlessly off Crocodile's face as the sand user simply disintegrated his form with each blow from the furious Omega.

Knowing he needed to intervene, Mihawk grasped at Buggy's disembodied hand at the back of his head and promptly pinched it hard in the space between Buggy's thumb and forefinger. Buggy let out a loud yowl as he felt the pinch go up his whole arm and finally let go of Mihawk's hair. The pale hand then wriggled out of Mihawk's grasp and flew across the air to reattached itself to Buggy's wrist with a soft click. He was about to land a proper punch to Crocodile's jaw when Mihawk lunged forward, full on tackling the Omega clean off Crocodile. They fell to the grass in a tangled heap of pale limbs, Buggy snarling and fighting Mihawk for all he was worth. Mihawk did not give in to anger though, he remained calm and composed as he dodged Buggy's wild blows and attempts to actually bite at the swordsman with his fangs. With an expert roll, Mihawk finally had Buggy pinned underneath him with a soft grunt, kneeling between the Omega's parted thighs and grabbing hold of his wrists to finally stop him from lashing out at him.

Buggy still growled and snarled, gazing up at Mihawk with his red and white eyes still glowing in defiance as his chest heaved.

" Enough! Buggy, stop!" Mihawk said firmly.

Buggy just shook his head and tried to shake Mihawk off, bucking his hips and kicking his legs wildly, raising himself up as far as he could with the swordsman pinning his wrists, snapping his jaws up at Mihawk several times before the Alpha's eyes finally flared dangerously. With a deep breath in, Mihawk let his own fangs extend fully and got right up in Buggy's face, letting out a deep, earth rattling roar. It was a primal sound demanding submission.

For a moment Buggy looked scared, the Omega white of his eyes growing in diameter against the Alpha blood red, but then the red was taking over again as with renewed defiant, Buggy opened his mouth and roared back at Mihawk as hard as he could. Mihawk reared back, openly stunned. It was unheard of for an Omega to roar back at an Alpha, and yet it had just happened. A shuffle of movement beside him had Mihawk turning to see Crocodile with his own eyes glowing red as he leaned down, looming over Buggy before opening his own fanged maw. Crocodile roared in Buggy's face with his deeper sound. Once more the white overtook Buggy's eyes, this time going further but not quiet eliminating the red Alpha glow. No sooner did Crocodile fall silent, Buggy was defiantly answering the sand user's roar with another rumbling roar his own.

Crocodile turned stunned eyes to his mate, he and Mihawk in pure awe at what was happening.

Buggy had defied them both, he had roared back in the face of two Alphas who had both demanded that he yield to them. Even now as he was pinned by Mihawk and had Crocodile's giant hand splayed over his chest to further restrain him, Buggy struggled wildly and snapped his jaws at them menacingly. They shared a thousand words with a single look between them before they mutually decided to let instinct take over. As one they both drew in deep breath and them loomed over a snarling Buggy, opening their jaws and letting loose a pair of roars from the very deepest parts of their souls.

Yield.

That was all they wanted from Buggy.

Yield to them right fucking now.

Mihawk and Crocodile's twin roars washed over Buggy like a tsunami, his entire body arching as though a live current was passing through it. Mihawk and Crocodile roared with all the force they could muster, birds scrabbling from the tree tops and forest animals fleeing in terror as the last light of the sun was finally extinguished into purple and blue night. The two Alphas watched as the blood red Alpha glow receded with agonizing slowness before finally melting away completely, leaving only the pure white glow of Omega as with a full bodied shudder, Buggy finally went completely limp under them, letting out a low wine from deep within him as he turned his head to the side and bared his neck to the two Alphas.

The sound and show of submission. Finally.

Mihawk and Crocodile both fell silent, relief crashing over them like an avalanche. They both slumped as though their strings were cut, Mihawk letting go of Buggy's wrists and shuffling off of the clown he had been straddling before he and Crocodile collapsed onto the soft green grass on either side of Buggy, utterly exhausted themselves. Crocodile's hand remained splayed over Buggy's heart while Mihawk's hand found one of the clown's slack wrists. Buggy lay with his arms in the exact same way as Mihawk had pinned them on either side of his head, unable to move, every inch of him tingling and leaden.

The waterfall roared distantly beside them where they lay beside the lake it fed but the forest had fallen otherwise silent, everything living and mobile within the vicinity of the three wolves having fled for their lives. For the longest time the three of them just laid there and breathed, all of them too stunned to do anything more. There eyes were open but unseeing for the longest time before Buggy finally blinked and finally focused on Crocodile.

" Cr-Crocodile?" He croaked out softly, his voice slightly hoarse from all the snarling and roaring.

Crocodile lifted his head, his red eyes finding Buggy's white ones.

" Hmm?" He grunted eloquently.

Mihawk lifted his own heavy head to properly hear what Buggy had to say, coming back to alertness far quicker than his mate, as was his nature.

" Richie... Please don't take Richie's babies from him and Patina. Please don't take them Alpha." Buggy all but whispered as his throat constricted and his eyes filled with tears.

Crocodile instantly jerked at Buggy's words. The fate of the lion cubs that had been the catalyst for this unforgettable day and the fact that Buggy had just called him Alpha crashing about his head.

It was like a bolt of lightning right to Crocodile's heart.

The former warlord grunting as he shuffled himself closed to Buggy, pressing the hand he still had over the Omega's heart deeper into the blue haired man's flesh. Buggy lay totally still under Crocodile's hand, not daring to move as the hulking man loomed over him, his glowing red eyes seemingly staring into his very soul. After several long moments Crocodile finally spoke as Mihawk silently watched on.

" With all the fuss you've made about them, fine clown, those damn fuzzballs can stay put with their parents." Crocodile grumbled, he and Mihawk both watching as Buggy's entire body sagged in relief while his whole face lit up in a tearful smile.

Buggy yelped loudly when Crocodile was suddenly getting right up in his face, mere inches separating them as he spoke.

" Say it again." Crocodile growled.

" Wh-What?" Buggy asked, utterly confused. He gasped lightly as Crocodile raised his hooked hand, grazing the side of his jaw with the wicked looking weapon as the former warlord spoke again.

" Call me what you called me Omega." Crocodile said huskily, fresh hunger in his glowing eyes while Mihawk smirked unseen, his own blood rising.

Buggy let out a shaky breath as he finally realized what Crocodile was asking of him, what he himself had called the purple haired juggernaut without thinking as he had pleaded for Richie and his cubs. With his whole body tingling in anticipation, Buggy forced one of his leaden arms to move. Buggy brought his hand to his chest and laid it on top of the large hand that was pressing into his chest, covering it and lacing his fingers together with Crocodile's, the sand user reciprocating and squeezing Buggy's hand back as the blue haired Omega spoke.

" Alpha." He breathed, his gaze never leaving Crocodile's.

With a deep, primal rumble, Crocodile all but lunged, sealing his lips over Buggy's. Unlike before, when it had been a desperate attempt to breath life back into a drowned clown, this was a kiss with a different kind of desperation. This was the hunger of an Alpha for the Omega he had won through much trial and tribulation.

Crocodile plundered Buggy's mouth to his heart's content, that same mouth that had bared its fangs at him and tried to bite his face clean off earlier was now pliant and so sweet against his own. From where he lay beneath Crocodile, Buggy felt like his entire body was alight with the power of the very stars. He squeezed the former warlord's hand hard and tentatively kissed him back, earning a deep rumble of approval from the older man, but just as the heat started unfurling in his lower stomach, Crocodile abruptly pulled away.

Buggy blinked up at him, slightly dazed and bereft at the loss, letting out a soft whine before he could stop himself. Crocodile chuckled deeply, the blue haired Omega immediately flushing red with embarrassment before he spoke.

" Aren't you forgetting someone little blue wolf?" He rumbled with a vicious smirk across his scarred face as he used his hook to tilt Buggy's head to the other side, so that his wide glowing white eyes met a different set of glowing red ones.

Buggy let out a shaky exhale, his heart freezing inside his chest as he came face to face with the other Alpha that had hunted him down and also saved his life.

" M-Mihawk." Buggy breathed out with another shudder.

The swordsman said nothing, but his glowing red eyes flashed dangerously as he slowly leaned in close, the hand he still had at Buggy's wrist unhurriedly trailing upward, his palm pressing into Buggy's as his calloused steely fingers wound around the clown's fingers and squeezed tightly. As he loomed over Buggy, Mihawk reached out with his other hand, reaching for the top of Buggy's head and slowly sliding it down and into his hair, making the Omega's eyes flutter at the caress as he squeezed Mihawk's other hand back. It was when Buggy let his guard down that Mihawk struck.

" Ah!" Buggy cried as Mihawk's hand reached the back of his head and promptly twisted a good chunk of his soft blue hair around his fingers. The swordsman then squeezed his hand and pulled with deliberate slowness.

Buggy's put up no resistance, barely holding back a whimper as the pain of Mihawk forcing his head back sent fresh lightning bolts through his whole body, even making his toes curl up into the grass under his bare feet. Panting shakily, Buggy looked up as Mihawk spoke.

" Who am I Omega?" He growled lowly, tightening his hold on Buggy's hair and earning another soft moan before the Omega spoke.

" A-Alpha, my other Alpha. D-Dracule." Buggy said softly.

Hearing Buggy call him Alpha and say his given name like that was the final straw for Mihawk as he lunged forward and took Buggy's lips into a deep, soul searing kiss.

" Mmmph!" Buggy grunted as all he could do was kiss Mihawk back just as fervently and hang on.

The kiss he had shared with Crocodile could be called tame compared to what he was sharing with Mihawk. For one so famed for his self-control and unbreakable reserve, what Mihawk was doing now was more akin to a howling, raging beast as he plundered Buggy's mouth for all of its worth... and Buggy couldn't get enough of it.

From where he lay beside his them, Crocodile almost shook his head in awe at the stunning picture they painted before him. Sharp black, soft lustrous blue, endless expanses of pale skin and muscles rippling underneath, glowing red eyes, glowing white eyes, a bulbous red nose, pointed black beard and sideburns, spiky hair. Beautiful, savage and beautiful.

When Mihawk and Buggy finally broke apart with a sharp gasp, Crocodile wasted no time in claiming a dazed Buggy's mouth for himself yet again. While Crocodile proceeded to happily kiss away whatever breath remained in Buggy, Mihawk set to word kissing, licking, and biting his way down the slender column of the Omega's neck and over his collarbone, and then down his pec until he found the little pink bud that adorned it. With a truly evil smirk, Mihawk willed his canines to elongate.

Buggy and Crocodile broke apart with a loud wail from Buggy as the Omega felt Mihawk's fangs sink into his flesh. Crocodile chuckled darkly as he felt his own teeth elongate. Buggy could only shudder as things soon devolved completely after that. All sense of time and self faded, there was only the primal urge that existed before time immemorial.

Soon the air was filled with Buggy's cries of pained pleasure, and Mihawk and Crocodile's growls and groans of satisfaction as the barriers of the flesh were slowly broken between them. The Alphas made love to their hard won Omega, learning the nuances of his pale, un-cuttable body, his likes and dislike, he in turn touching and learning them. Buggy loved it when Mihawk kissed his way up and down his spine, and he loved it when Crocodile ran the tip of his hook along the sides of his rib cage but he growled in displeasure when Crocodile pinched the back of his thigh, so the Alpha refrained from that move going forward. Buggy in turn learned that the scars Crocodile had under his pecs were super sensitive, and he could drive the giant Alpha nearly mad when he kissed and licked at them, while Mihawk actually did like having his hair pulled under these circumstances, rather than in a fight to save his fellow Alpha from an irate Omega hellbent on murdering them both, and there was this one spot behind Mihawk's ear that Buggy discovered could turn the stoic swordsman into a right puddle if enthusiastically sucked on.

Soon Buggy was screaming and gasping unashamedly as he was finally claimed by the two Alphas, laying sandwiched between them, Crocodile at his back and Mihawk at his front, both of them reaching the deepest parts of him together, branding his very soul as they made love him. Mihawk and Crocodile came together in a deep, loving kiss as Buggy writhed and groaned between them, one of his hands clawing helplessly at Mihawk's muscular back, while the other grasped at Crocodile's right hand that was steadily stroking the other intimate part of him. He watched his Alphas kiss and shuddered at the sheer magnificence of the both of them. He was ruined, they had ruined him for all others on this Earth.

Not even the one with red hair could hold a flame to the Alphas who claimed him now, who wanted him and didn't let him run away.

It was with that thought that Buggy finally toppled over the edge, roaring out loud with his fangs extended and his eyes regaining their new blood red border as his entire body went rigid with release. Buggy clenching around them had Mihawk and Crocodile breaking apart with a gasp as they too fell over the precipice into white hot bliss. There was no end or beginning, just the three of them engulfed in wave after wave of pleasure as a bond formed between Buggy and Mihawk and Buggy and Crocodile, while the bond that already existed between the two Alpha morphed and shifted from a dual link to a triumvirate.

They fell to the grass, a sweaty, tangled mess of limbs and heaving chests, enervated and gasping, but blissfully uncaring of all else around them. Mihawk chuckled softly as he took in the sight of an absolutely wrecked Buggy laying limp and barely conscious between him and Crocodile. To think this was the same fearsome creature that had tried to murder the both of them today? Mihawk looked up from Buggy to see Crocodile grinning back at him, no doubt thinking the same thing even without their mating link.

With a shared smile, Mihawk and Crocodile carefully extricated themselves from Buggy body, the Omega groaning softly at the loss of the intimate connection with his mates. Mihawk and Crocodile stayed close, settling down on the grass with Buggy. Mihawk leaned in and pressed a deep, lingering kiss to Buggy's lips, the Omega sighing as he tiredly kissed the swordsman back. When Mihawk finally drew away, Crocodile leaned down from where he lay behind Buggy, giving his new mate his own kisses while Mihawk kissed along the Omega's neck.

" Sleep Omega, your Alphas are right here with you." Crocodile rumbled.

" Hmm, my Alphas." Buggy whispered before sleep was pulling him under.

Mihawk and Crocodile watched Buggy drift off, a sense of peace unlike any they had ever known as long as they lived washing over them. As they laid down on the grass to join their new mate in slumber, Mihawk and Crocodile shared a final bemused look, as though to say the same thing without even needing their mating link to say it.

What a glorious way to end a day that was truly beyond all belief.

A few hours later as the sun broke over the horizon to signal the start of a fresh morning over Karai Bari Island...

" There's been no sign of any of them since they ran off, you gotta pull yourself together Cabaji. There's a chance he actually lived through the night." Alvida said with determination as she stood anxiously at the outskirts of Buggy Town with Cabaji, Mohji, Richie, Galdino, and Daz.

" Or maybe those roars we all heard that shook the whole damn forest were Crocodile and Mihawk celebrating the kill. You saw how pissed they were when they ran after Captain Buggy. There's no way he could have outrun them, especially not Mihawk. He's the fastest wolf I've ever seen on top of being the World's Greatest Swordsman." Cabaji said with a sniff, despair coming off of him in waves.

News of Buggy running for his life with Mihawk and Crocodile chasing after him had spread through Buggy Town like wildfire. Many despaired as Cabaji did, others trying to hold out hope like Alvida was, and still others trying to make sense of the whole thing. They were rudderless, all three of their leaders having run off into the forest with no one really knowing why other than the fact that Buggy was an Omega and Mihawk and Crocodile were Alphas and the Alphas had looked murderous chasing after him, so he had probably pissed them both way off.

Alvida and Cabaji had held down the fort while Mohji and Daz had stood as look outs for any sign of the three. So far nothing, just the roars and howls during the night that were too far away to discern, but close enough to terrify everyone as they could only guess as to what was happening amidst those thick green trees.

Daz was about to add his two cents when Richie's massive lilac purple maned head shot up, his ears pricked and his red eyes alert as they gazed down the dirt path that led into the forest, the same path Buggy had bound away down as he had made his escape.

" What is it Richie?" Mohji asked as he and the others grew alert and looked to the path too.

At first there was nothing, just the darkened treeline with shafts of morning light breaking through the canopies. Then after a few minutes, those gathered at the edge of Buggy Town could see a tiny dark figure gradually materializing on the dirt path. At first no one could really make anything out, only that the figure was slowly coming towards them and Buggy town.

Alvida felt the bottom of her stomach drop out as the dark figure finally emerged out of the forest. It wasn't a single figure but two, two large, dark furred figures to be exact, one towering and purple with a golden hook where one of its paws should be, the other powerfully built and pure elegant black.

Crocodile and Mihawk.

Alvida felt her eyes immediately fill with tears as the two Alpha wolves came forward on the path.

They'd done it, they'd killed Buggy and were coming back to town to gloat and take over over everything, to strike terror into those loyal to Buggy the Star Clown and be the rulers of the Karai Bari.

Alvida was about to scream in rage and despair at the very sight of the two offending Alphas, only to fall short as said Alphas emerged into the sunlight fully and then came to a halt. The group that was gathered watched in confusion as the two Alpha wolves appeared to be waiting as they turned their heads to look back at something.

The Cross-Guild crew were all then left totally gobsmacked, Cabaji's knees actually giving out on him as they watched a familiar blue furred wolf come out of the forest, trotting out in between the two giant Alphas.

" Buggy Sama!" Mohji choked out in relief while Richie rumbled with joy.

" How the hell did the clown survive both Crocodile and Mihawk goin' after him?" Daz asked as he crossed his arms.

" Is it just me or does Chairman Buggy look bigger to you?" Galdino asked as he noted that the blue furred Omega indeed looked way different than he had when he had gone running for his life into the woods the day before.

What had gone crashing into the forest terrified and wiry had now come out of the same forest somehow having grown to just a few inches shorter than the great black wolf Mihawk himself, broader and even carrying himself different.

" Woah, Crocodile and Mihawk are following him." Alvida noted in astonishment, everyone else looking closer themselves. Sure enough, Mihawk and Crocodile were actually flanking Buggy on both sides and trotting just a half a step behind him. Buggy was leading them as they came within sight of Buggy Town, not the other way around. The Alphas were following behind the Omega.

" What the hell is going on?" Cabaji breathed, more to himself but his sentiment was shared.

" Looks like we have some explaining to do." Crocodile commented in amusement through the three way link between him and his mates.

" They're not gonna believe any of it, I still can't make sense of it myself honestly." Buggy replied to Crocodile as he led the way home.

" Or you could just say nothing about it, it really does not matter whether they believe it or not, we are bonded as true mates and everything that transpired between us to get to this point really isn't anybody's business but ours." Mihawk said with his signature bluntness.

" You do have a point there my Alpha." Buggy replied as he trotted along the path.

The next moment Buggy was almost stumbling as his link with Mihawk and Crocodile came alight with such warmth and pure love it nearly stole the Omega's breath from. him. Buggy turned his neck to look at his mates over his shoulder. Mihawk and Crocodile were staring back at him with unheard of warmth in their now normal eyes. Gone was the glowing enraged Alpha red, instead Crocodile's eyes were back to a vibrant saffron orange shade, while Mihawk's eyes had returned to their signature, striking golden yellow hue. Buggy himself had seen his reflection in the calm lake waters as the three of them had shifted into their wolf forms after waking up and cleaned themselves as best they could, happy to see that his own eyes had returned to their normal pale blue shade, no more terrified Omega white, or the truly terrifying red and white hellfire combo Crocodile and Mihawk had vividly described to him while they had eaten breakfast together in the form of a giant wild boar Mihawk had hunted and brought down all by himself for them.

Buggy felt his cheeks heat up even in wolf form as he turned back around and focused on not falling flat on his face instead of the fact that his new mates really really liked it a lot when he called them his Alphas. It left his mouth dry and his heart pounding but Buggy quickly shook himself of the feeling as they continued up the path back to Buggy Town.

The moment the three wolves were within reach, Alvida, Cabaji, Mohji, and Richie were rushing to Buggy, surrounding him, all of them talking and in Richie's case mewing all at once. Alvida threw her arms around Buggy, Cabaji burying his face into the center of the Omega's furry chest as was customary for beta wolves to greet their leaders whether they be Alpha, Omega, or a fellow beta. Richie nuzzled his great big face into Buggy's side while Mohji was busy almost frantically looking over Buggy, both to scope out injuries and also to take in how much their Chairman had physically transformed.

" How the hell did you get so big Captain? You're huge!" Alvida marveled as she too took in Buggy's new form.

Buggy shuffled shyly from paw to paw, wondering what he should say to his crew through the milder link he shared with them but a glance to the side had him catching sight of Crocodile and Mihawk and Daz and Galdino greeted the Alpha pair, albeit a bit more placidly than Buggy's crew mates had greeted him. The giant dark purple wolf and the great black wolf were resplendent in the morning light, their fur shining and their stances relaxed, almost regal. Both Alphas turned in near perfect sync, as though sensing their Omega's eyes on them.

The next moment, Buggy's crew was backing away a little as the two intimidating Alphas wordlessly stepped over to Buggy, flanking him on either side. What happened next had all of the Cross-Guild crew mates' jaws hanging open completely.

Mihawk leaned in and touched his nose to Buggy's bright red one, letting out a low, pleasant rumble from deep within him that seemed to radiate out and pass through everyone in the vicinity. The crew watched as Buggy's eyes actually closed and his face took on a look of pure bliss as he tail wagged lightly at Mihawk's gesture. When Mihawk drew back, Crocodile leaned in and touched his nose to Buggy's, letting out his own, deeper rumble. All three of them radiated an unheard of warmth between them. With that simple move, the three leaders of Cross-Guild conveyed all they needed to for their eclectic crew to understand.

The three of them were irrevocably bound to each other now, Buggy was Mihawk and Crocodile's Omega, while they were his Alphas. The two Alphas had run into the forest with Mihawk and Crocodile murderously angry at Buggy, and come back out fucking married to him instead.

" What the hell?" Cabaji whispered in disbelief as he and the rest of the crew watched Buggy trot off into Buggy Town with Mihawk and Crocodile flanking him.

As they made their way through town towards the main red and white striped tent adorned with a giant skull that had Buggy's face paint, red nose, Buggy's Captain's hat, and two giant swords crossed behind it, people stopped dead in their tracks at the sight of the Chairman of Cross-Guild returned to them unharmed with Crocodile and Mihawk flanking him and following. It sent a fresh buzz through the whole town as the trio of wolves disappeared into the main tent.

Once inside, everyone who was milling about froze at the sight of the unlikely trio, relieved to see that Chairman Buggy was alive and well but also stunned to see the two Alphas flanking him like it was no big deal. Before anyone else could come forward to greet them though, Buggy let out a full on roar that echoed through the whole tent, freezing everyone as he made his desire clear. Without a word, everyone scrambled to make themselves scarce and steer clear of Chairman Buggy and his lieutenants. As Buggy led the way across the floor of the big top towards one of the corridors that led to the leaders' private living quarters, Mihawk and Crocodile shared a wordless look before turning to Buggy.

" No big speech on your triumphant return complete with two new Alpha mates?" Crocodile quipped through their link as they walked down the corridor.

" Thought I'd take a page outta Mihawk's book, not say anything more for now until I come up with something truly epic to announce us Alpha." Buggy replied, earning a wave of warmth from Crocodile at his use of the former warlord's title and a little affection from Mihawk as well for sticking to his suggested strategy of 'silence is golden for now'.

When they reached the fork in the corridor, Crocodile and Mihawk's mood immediately dampened as it hit them that they were going to have to part ways with their Omega mate.

While Mihawk and Crocodile lived in a structure that was part stone fortress and part tent on one side behind the main big top, Buggy lived in a large two story tent on the other side with a smaller connected tent that served as his workshop.

" Don't you want to come stay with us Omega?" Mihawk asked through the link as he and Crocodile loomed over Buggy.

Buggy forced himself to not cower, to stand up straight and meet both Alphas' scrutinizing gazes. He pulled his eyes back and flattened them in a sign of deference as he spoke through the link.

" Of course I want to, you guys should never doubt that but let's be real here. All my clothes are in my tent, we could all use a good long shower to clean up, and we should actually take some time apart to process all of this." Buggy said quietly.

Mihawk nodded his head and Crocodile grunted in acknowledgement. They had to agree with their Omega's logic. Everything that had happened yesterday had led to the cataclysmic and irrevocable transformation of their whole relationship.

Buggy's whole body seemed to sigh, and then in the next breath he was smoothly shifting back into human form. He stood before them, stark naked with his long blue hair falling down to his waist in soft waves and the lingering bruises he had received from them both on full display. Crocodile and Mihawk immediately shifted back into there human forms as well, just as naked, and showing off the bruises they had gotten from Buggy and each other on display as well, just as somber as the Star Clown Yonko as a pensive Buggy spoke.

" We hated each other yesterday, we got so mad that we literally tried to kill each other, I almost drowned but you both saved my life, and now we're bonded to each other for the rest of our lives. It's... It's a lot to say the least. I promise you I'll be in my tent if anything comes up I just... I am sorry but I really need to have some space right now." He said quietly, wringing his hands.

" We get it clown." Crocodile said simply, though internally he just wanted to yank Buggy to him and never let the Omega go.

" Take as much time as you require Buggy, we're not going anywhere either." Mihawk said assuredly.

Buggy nodded in gratitude before he steadied his nerves and stepped forward towards his mates. Crocodile and Mihawk immediately stepped forward themselves to meet their Omega halfway. With a soft click, Buggy detached his upper half from his lower half at the waist and floated up towards Crocodile, who was massively taller than both him and Mihawk. The swordsman watched in with quiet warmth in his golden yellow eyes as Buggy reached up and took Crocodile's scarred face in his hands. Crocodile put up no resistance and Buggy pulled him in for a deep, lingering kiss that sent a wave of fire through the eight foot tall sand user. Far too soon Buggy was pulling away. His pale blue eyes caught sight of the distinct wring of bruises that had formed around Crocodile's thick neck, the lingering evidence of when Buggy himself had tried to choke the life out of the former warlord the night before. With his expression growing even sadder, Buggy leaned in and pressed a kiss to both sides of the hand-shaped marks across Crocodile's tan skin in silent apology before the red nosed Omega drew away completely. The scent of deep rich tobacco and sandalwood lingered in Buggy's nose, the scent of his Alpha.

Crocodile pursed his lips and stayed silent, not wanting to let on just how deeply Buggy's simply gesture of apology affected him. Instead the towering man tried to be as nonchalant as he watched Buggy reattach himself to his lower half and turn to his other Alpha mate. Mihawk reached out and took Buggy's hand, pressing a kiss to the spot between his thumb and forefinger where a small purple bruise had formed, the aftereffect of when Mihawk had pinched the area to get Buggy's disembodied hand to release his hair during their irascible brawl by the lakeside. Buggy smiled tiredly at the surprisingly sweet gesture before he leaned in, pressing several kisses along the swordsman's sharp and bristled jawline before finally pressing his lips to Mihawk's in a deep kiss. The yellow eyed man pulled his omega in close, wrapping his powerful arms around Buggy's trim waist, his hand reaching up to twirl his fingertips into some of the ends of Buggy's silken blue hair. Buggy had his hands pressed against Mihawk's bare chest, feeling the Alpha's powerful heartbeat against his palms while the man's distinct scent, a combination of peonies and leather filled his nose.

After several long moments they forced themselves away from each other and Buggy too several steps back. The blue haired man immediately wrapped his arms around himself tightly, as though trying to stave of the chill that settled over him at the acute loss of contact from his two mates. Crocodile and Mihawk felt equally bereft, but stood stoic as their Omega had made it clear that he wished for some breathing room.

" I-I'll see you later, my Alphas." Buggy said softly, feeling his throat tighten.

" We shall wait all day, our Omega." Mihawk said quietly without missing a beat, Crocodile nodding mutely beside him.

With a final, wane smile Buggy forced himself to turn away from his mates and start walking down the corridor that would lead him to his living quarters. He could feel Mihawk and Crocodile's eyes on him with each step his bare feet took across the concrete floor. As he turned the corner, Buggy paused and looked over his shoulder for one last, lingering look at the two men who had utterly changed the course of his whole life before he finally ducked away and disappeared around the bend.

The feeling of emptiness that overtook Mihawk and Crocodile as they finally lost sight of Buggy was sharp and putrid, but there was nothing they could do about it. Crocodile wordlessly reached out and griped Mihawk's shoulder with his undamaged right hand, the swordsman in turn reaching up with his left hand and covering it. They looked to each other somberly before the turned away and headed down the opposite corridor, disappearing into the darkness to their shared living quarters, the sweet scent of tangerines haunting their every step.

The moment Buggy was through the bright blue and white star covered metal door to his spacious living tent he was all but collapsing against it in an effort to keep himself from completely crumbling to the floor in a heap. His knees felt weak and unsteady while his gut churned violently.

Buggy didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the sheer absurdity of his situation. He was no longer an unattached Omega. In the span of not even 12 hours he had gone from running out of Buggy Town in terror after defying Crocodile and Mihawk, to returning to Buggy Town safe and well, and mated to the two Alphas.

How? Just how?

Buggy quickly shook himself out of his disbelief and made his way across the spacious lower level of his tent to the sky blue and white stripe painted iron staircase the spiraled up to the second level where his bedroom and bathroom were. He all but flew up the stairs to the second level despite the ache that was settling over his body. He wasted no time getting inside his bathroom and straight into the shower cubicle.

Buggy's vision grew blurry and his eyes burned with the telling sting of salt as he reached for the knobs and turned the water on. He finally let the tears fall as he was doused in the subsequent warm deluge from the shower head. Even as salt leaked from his eyes and mixed with the water washing over him, a genuine smile spread across Buggy's lips.

He was crying, he was smiling at the same time, his body was aching and yet his soul hummed warmly. He was alive, yet something inside him had died and been reborn. He felt everything and nothing all at once. He was no longer the sinewy lone Omega that had lucked his way into becoming an Emperor of the Sea. He was now the Omega of Sir Crocodile and Dracule Mihawk, a title he had earned all on his own. Crocodile and Mihawk were his just as much as he was theirs.

Sobering a little but still smiling, Buggy turned the heat up on the water and then reached from his scrubbing brush and soap. He scrubbed every inch of himself, getting rid of any lingering dirt and dirtiness from his shared passion with his Alphas before he shampooed and conditioned his hair. Buggy emerged from the bathroom in a cloud of white steam, a fluffy light blue towel around his waist, his freshly toweled hair falling loose about his shoulders in a damp cascade. Feeling refreshed, Buggy padded over to the large red and blue harlequin patterned armoir he kept in the corner. He pulled open the doors and let his pale blue eyes rack over his wardrobe. Everything was bold colors and flashy prints, furs and feathers all fit for a Genius Jester and Chairman of a highly successful criminal enterprise. Buggy didn't reach for any of those outfits though, instead he just went to the side drawers and pulled out a plain white t-shirt, a pair of black boxers, and a pair of plain black high waisted slacks. He tossed the items of clothing onto his surprisingly modest queen-sized four poster bed that had circus motifs carved into the posters and and the headboard. The bed was neatly made with a fluffy blue duvet cover emblazoned with stars and fireworks all over it.

Buggy pulled the blue towel away from his waist, giving himself and final wipe down before he quickly got dressed. Once that was done he picked up the damp towel and headed back into the bathroom to drop it in the hamper before he strode back out and made his way over to his white antique vanity. He sat down in the baroque style chair with red upholstery and went about digging out a hair brush. As he brushed his damp hair with care, Buggy finally got a chance to take a good look at himself. He didn't have his signature flashy face paint on and he was dressed demurely, the complete opposite of the image he presented to the world at large. He flexed his chest lightly, realizing that maybe his human form had broadened just a little bit too alongside his wolf form when rage and the desperate desire to live had literally twisted his bones into expanding his height and width.

Buggy could also see the marks Crocodile and Mihawk had left on his throat and on his collarbone peaking out from under the shirt he was wearing. He felt his cheeks heat up again as he remembered what they had shared last night, the wild abandon with which they had come together and bonded. Part of him wanted to just drop everything and run out of his tent, head down the corridor and get to where his mates were, but he quickly quashed down on it. This was his time to being alone and contemplate, to decompress and just be. With that in mind, Buggy finished brushing his hair and then got up and stretched, even separating his limbs and twirling around his room like a tornado with his feet anchoring him before pulling himself back together just because.

A few minutes later Buggy headed downstairs with it in mind to go to his attached workshop and maybe make some new muggy balls to replace the ones he had lost yesterday. He had just reached the ground floor when a glint of light caught the corner of his eye. Curious, Buggy turned in the direction of the glint, which happened to be his officer area that he had in the alcove created by the wood and steel structure of the second floor. His eyes went to his maple wood desk that had more carvings of clowns and circus animals spiraling around the legs and around it's border. The moment his pale blue eyes landed on the top of his desk and the source of the glint that was laying serenely on it, the air was punched clean out of Buggy's lungs as his mouth fell wide open.

Yoru.

The legendary black blade.

Dracule Mihawk's one constant companion.

His Alpha's most prized possession.

With a choked off sputter Buggy stumbled over to his desk, his eyes widening impossibly further as he saw that Yoru was not the only unexpected item that had somehow found its way onto his possession. There resting right next to the great black sword was Kogatana, Mihawk's cross-shaped dagger necklace. Buggy let out a shaky breath as he saw that in addition to Mihawk's weapons, his signature black long coat with red sleeves sat folded up by Yoru's hilt with his iconic white feathered black hat on top of it, both items of clothing covered faintly in a white residue, no doubt the remnants of the stunner muggy ball Buggy had lobbed at him and Crocodile before he had made his escape. Buggy swallowed thickly as his eyes gazed over all of Mihawk's belongings. Then he caught sight of a little burlap pouch resting next to the the swordsman's golden gross. Frowning, Buggy reached for the pouch with slightly trembling hands. He pulled it open shook its contents out into the palm of his hand.

" Oh my..." Buggy whispered as four very familiar rings fell out of the pouch. All of them were made of pure gold, with a bright colored gem stone inlaid into each band. An ocean blue sapphire, a blood red ruby, a vibrant green emerald, and a sun-kissed topaz stone.

" Crocodile's rings." Buggy said shakily to himself before he quickly poured the highly valuable jewelry back into the pouch and carefully placed it back on his desk top.

His Alphas' things, their iconic possessions. Some moron had had the brilliant idea of gathering these items in the aftermath of the three of them flying out of town and putting them on his desk!

Buggy barked out a laugh at the sheer preposterousness of it all. He had it in mind to just gather everything up and run to Crocodile and Mihawk's quarters to give them back immediately. He stepped forward to do just that when he was suddenly struck with an idea. Taking a steadying breath, Buggy first picked up the pouch that held Crocodile's rings and then Mihawk's dagger necklace, quickly stuffing them into the pockets of his pants. He then gathered up the swordsman's hat actually held it between his teeth by the and draped his black and red coat over his arm before he finally reached for Yoru herself.

Buggy licked his dry lips, completely unnerved by the sheer power that radiated from the black blade without her yellow eyed master even being present. Buggy carefully wrapped one hand around the grip, grimacing a little at just how heavy the sword was already. He got his hand around the grip and was able to lift the hilt off his desk, allowing him just enough space to tuck his hand under the blade. Buggy thanked all his lucky stars that it had been the chop chop fruit he had swallowed all those years ago as he slowly ran his palm under the flat of the over two meter long blade, shivering at both it's quiet deadliness and the fact that it was crisp to the touch, until he felt sure he would be able to lift it up with both hands. Holding his breath and hoping for the best, Buggy straightened himself up and pulled.

Relief crashed though him as he lifted Yoru away from his desk and held her aloft. He spared a moment to just take in the absolutely breathtaking and seriously heavy weapon. Everything from her great round sapphire pommel, white leather bound grip, to her oversized, ornate gold filigree and jewel encrusted cross guard and down the entire length of her wicked black blade was pure magnificence. Buggy could have stared all day, but instead he quickly shook himself of his reverie and hurried out of his little office alcove. He headed towards the back of his living quarters where the door that led to his workshop stood. Because Yoru was so freaking long, Buggy had to turn sideways to maneuver himself through the doorway and into his shop where he wasted no time rushing over to one of his empty work tables to set Yoru down first as carefully as he could. Then he took Mihawk's hat out of his mouth and set it and the swordsman's coat down beside his great sword. He then fished Mihawk's dagger necklace and the pouch with Crocodile's rings out of his pockets. Once he had all of his mates' possessions set out on the work table, Buggy headed over to the corner where he kept his tools and chemicals to get the necessary items.

He came back a few minutes later with his arms laden with several jars and bottles, brushes and clean pieces of cloth. Once he set those down he hurried over to the corner by the door and came back carrying the plain wire coat rack that had been standing there. He set the rack down beside the work table and immediately hung Mihawk's dusty hat and long coat on a couple of the prongs. Buggy then picked up one of the thick bristled brushes from his work table and set about getting the stunner ball dust off of his Alpha's coat and hat. It took him about fifteen minutes to get everything back to pristine black and red and fluff up the white feathery plume attached to Mihawk's black hat. Once he was satisfied that the items of clothing were clean and had no other signs of damage, Mihawk turned his attention to the rest of his two Alphas belongings.

He tended to Crocodile's rings next, shaking them out of the pouch and sitting down on one of the stools he kept by his work table. He picked each ring up and polished them with infinite care, till the gold bands were gleaming and the jewels inlaid within them were glittering in the light streaming into the workshop from above. Mihawk's cross dagger necklace was next. Buggy pulled the little yet death blade out of its sheath and set about cleaning every nook and cranny before he buffed everything to a mirror like shine. He then went ahead and replaced the broken brown leather cord the dagger hung from with a black braided cord that he fitted a magnetic clasp onto the ends of, so whenever Mihawk used the weapon in the future he would no longer have to keep breaking the cord and then replace it completely after.

Once that was done, Buggy was now left with the biggest item.

Yoru.

Buggy took a moment to strategize and then settled on the tried and true method of starting from one end to the other and slow and steady. He began by first applying a gentle cleaning solution to the bands of white leather wrapped around the grip. Buggy would have preferred to just unwrap the old leathers and replace them entirely with new white straps secured together in a special a braiding technique he learned from Silvers Rayleigh himself when he was a boy on Gol D. Rogers' ship the Oro Jackson, but he dared not without directly asking Mihawk first.

Buggy felt a spike of anxiety lance through him mid swipe along the grip. He honestly didn't know if Crocodile and Mihawk would be okay with all that he was doing now. These were their items, their iconic property after all. He may now be their mate but he had no clue regarding their boundaries and they in turn did not know his.

" Too late now." Buggy sighed as he shook his head and resumed cleaning Yoru's grip.

About an hour and a half later...

" C'mon, they're your Alphas and they need their things back." Buggy mumbled to himself as he slowly made his way around the corner and out into the main corridor.

He had swapped out the plain white t-shirt he had been wearing for an eggplant purple poet. He kept his pants, but now had his signature pointed gold buckle boots on. His face was bare of its usual flashy painted makeup and his luminous blue hair was pulled back into a bun. A simple purple and white striped bandana wrapped around his head finished up the understated look. Balance on his arms were Mihawk's hat and folded up jacket, while the swordsman's dagger necklace and the pouch with Crocodile's rings were back in Buggy's pockets. The clown's hands were missing from his wrists as they were undertaking a very important task. Gloved in white, they floated behind Buggy, carrying a resplendently polished Yoru by the long, gilded ends of her cross guard.

After hours of hard work, Buggy had finally completely his self appointed task of cleaning and polishing the items belonging to his mates. Now he was headed over to finally return the items to said mates. His heart pounded violently against his sternum as he caught sight of the darker, shadowy corridor just up ahead that led to Crocodile and Mihawk's shared wing behind the big top.

This specific part of the big top at the center of Buggy Town was literally almost No Man's Land with Daz Bonez and Galdino being the only ones Crocodile and Mihawk even allowed near the door. Hell, Buggy himself had no fucking clue what their door even looked like, so he was hoping there wasn't a hallway full of them for him to have to navigate. As he was about to finally step into the darkened portion of the corridor, Buggy took a deep breath, while his hands gripped Yoru tighter. Somehow the blade seemed a little less heavy now, some of its deadly energy dissipating after he had spent nearly two hours carefully cleaning and polishing the entire black blade from pommel to tip. Buggy just chalked it up to wishful thinking as he strengthened his resolve and stepped into the forbidden corridor.

At first the high ceiling corridor was nothing but a black hole with just enough light to make out the sides and the floor, but as he neared the bend in the corridor Buggy grew alert when he saw dim light emanating from the other side. Buggy turned the corner and stopped in his tracks as he took in the sight before him.

The rest of the corridor was illuminated by these giant gothic style lanterns that hung from the high ceiling with light amber and green glass panels. They bathed the corridor in a soft glow, chasing away some of the foreboding darkness. Buggy relaxed a little as he stepped into the lighted corridor, but his stomach still flutter as it signaled he was drawing ever closer to his powerful new mates. With each step his body buzzed more and more, until he was finally reaching the end of the corridor.

There just a few feet away stood a charcoal gray, castle-like wall. Situated in this wall was a towering arched door made of gleaming brass with intricate filigree diamonds carved into its surface. Wicked looking rows of spikes outlined each diamond, adding to the foreboding quality of the door, which naturally had to be high enough for an eight foot tall man like Crocodile to get in an out of with ease. On either side of this gigantic door were a pair of stone gargoyle sentries. One was shaped like a glaring hawk, while the other was a snarling bananawani. A fearsome representation of the residents of this eerie dark wing.

Swallowing thickly, Buggy stepped forward, Yoru floating peacefully behind him. With his hands occupied, Buggy broke off a piece of his stubbed forearm and floated it up to the giant filigree cross-shaped door knocker situated at the center of the big brass door. He tucked the floating chunk of his arm under the heavy brass ring, pushing it up with a bit of effort before taking a deep breath and pulling the chunk away and back to the rest of his arm. The brass ring slammed back down and impacted with the cross-shaped knocker with a loud bang, announcing his presence to the two formidable residents of this wing.

The bang fell away to silence and then Buggy heard a heavy shuffling from the other side of the door. Then the round brass doorknob was turning and the door was finally being pulled open. More light flooded in from behind the door as it fell away with a light groan to reveal the lofty figure of Crocodile, dressed casually in a dark grey button up shirt that thankfully hid most of the bruising that still littered his neck and lighter gray slacks, foregoing his usual waist coat and fur lined black coat he always liked to drape over his shoulders, with a thick cigar once again held between his teeth. A glance down showed Buggy that the hulking man was barefoot. Buggy felt his heart soar just at the sight of the former Warlord of the Sea.

His Alpha.

Crocodile's orange hued eyes immediately brightened, the corner of his mouth turning up when he caught sight of who his and Hawk-eye's visitor was.

" Hey there Clown, you've come back sooner than we thought you would," Crocodile said lightly before his eyes took in the items Buggy was holding in his forearms and the giant sword floating behind him.

" Ah, and you've brought us presents." He said in a light, teasing tone.

Before, such a tone from Crocodile sent shivered down Buggy's spine, because it signaled either he or someone else had screwed up bad and there would be Hell to pay. Now though, there was no malice in that deep, rich baritone voice, and the warmth was genuine in those saffron orange depths. Buggy felt a different kind of thrill up the length of his spine as Crocodile stepped aside to allow him entrance into his and Mihawk's shared abode.

Steadying himself, Buggy stepped forward across the threshold, Yoru floating in behind him.

" Oh wow." Buggy whispered as he took in the space where his Alphas lived.

The place was huge, the lower have of the structure made of stone like a castle of old, while the roof was a giant square black and green swirl-striped tent that seemed to stretch on forever, flaps pulled back to let the natural light in while several giant candelabra style chandeliers hung dormant at all four corners, ready to provide light when evening came.

The floor was covered in plush looking green and gold baroque style carpeting. There were giant pieces of furniture mixed in with normal but no less grand piece to accommodate the two very differently built Alphas. There were accents of Crocodile's opulent tastes mixed in with Mihawk's more austere, Gothic preferences. It was a unique combination that somehow just meshed together perfectly. Movement out the corner of his eye had Buggy looking forward, his heart bursting with silent elation and trembling with nervousness at the same time as he saw that it was Mihawk slowly walking towards him.

The World's Greatest Swordsman was dressed casually in one of his baggy white linen poet shirts, black pants, sans his black boots as he padded on black sock covered feet, his jet black hair spiky about his head. He looked effortlessly elegant but no less intimidating as he gazed back at Buggy with those almost glowing golden yellow eyes. They walked towards each other, Crocodile just a few steps behind Buggy, sending an amused look at Yoru floating beside him. Mihawk came to stand before Buggy, his sharp yellow eyes immediately going to the items Buggy was carrying.

" Uh, I have you guys' stuff, as you can see obviously." Buggy began, immediately feeling his face heat up with embarrassment for saying what he said. His mates did have freaking eyes after all.

" I just, after I took a shower upstairs I came back down and found all of your things laying on top of my desk of all places." Buggy explained with a nervous chuckle before he continued.

" I-I don't know how they even got there. S-Sorry." Buggy finished as he held out his arms and willed his floating hands forward and presented Yoru back to her master.

Mihawk said nothing as he reached out for his hat and coat first, holding the hat in one hand and unfurling his long coat in the other. Seeing their pristine condition despite the explosive events of the day before, Mihawk turned sharp, arresting yellow eyes to Buggy as he finally spoke.

" You cleaned them." He stated neutrally, not giving anything away.

" Y-Yeah, I uh, I got all the stunner dust off of them and used some fabric conditioning spray too. S-Sorry about the muggy ball I threw at you guys before I ran." Buggy said thinly as he glanced over his shoulder at Crocodile towering over him, sending the cigar chomper an apologetic look before he turned back to the swordsman.

Mihawk nodded wordlessly and then turned away to place his hat on the seat of a nearby high backed cathedral chair and then draped his coat atop one of the pointed carved spires before he turned back to his Omega.

Buggy watched with bated breath as Mihawk finally reached out for Yoru, firmly wrapping his hand around the white grip. Buggy wordlessly withdrew his hands from Yoru's gilded cross-guard and pulled them back to his wrists. They reattached with a soft click but Buggy's eye never left Mihawk.

The yellow eyed man held the sword with the great black blade pointed downward. Then with just a flick of his wrist, Mihawk twirled the blade up in a series of circles until he held it pointed up, as though the black blade weighed nothing at all.

Buggy stood mesmerized by the quiet but no less awe inspiring display of the kind of skill his swordsman Alpha possessed.

" You cleaned the grip and polished everything from pommel to tip." Mihawk stated again as he ran a keen eye over his primary weapon.

" Our Omega spruced up the dark lady quite well, she's absolutely glittering Hawk." Crocodile commented with a puff of white smoke and a half smile as he gazed down at Buggy with his saffron eyes hooded.

Buggy swallowed, knowing full well his cheeks probably matched his distinctive nose at the praise at his handiwork.

" Indeed she is." Mihawk agreed before he finally turned his eyes back to Buggy and spoke to his Omega directly.

" You needn't have troubled yourself Buggy, but thank you." Mihawk said sincerely.

" You're welcome. I-It really wasn't a bother, I was happy to. I made the mess in the first place with that muggy ball after all. Taking care of you guys' stuff helped me take my mind off of things for a bit." Buggy replied before he shifted and felt how full his pants pockets still were.

" Oh wait, I've still got a couple more of your things!" Buggy declared as he reached into his pockets, pulling out Mihawk's dagger necklace and the pouch with Crocodile's jeweled rings.

Mihawk nodded and turned to set Yoru down on the table top beside his hat and coat before turning back and stepping closer to his two mates. As he eyed his dagger necklace in Buggy's hand, Mihawk immediately noticed the new shine over the golden surface of the thick cross that hid his sharp black dagger and the shiny new black braided cord it would now hang from.

" I see you made improvements." Mihawk said as he looked up to meet Buggy's pale blue eyes.

" Yeah I uh, I braided you a new cord and I added this little clasp with magnets in it. This way whenever you use the dagger you won't have to keep ripping the cord up." Buggy explained.

Mihawk turned his gaze up to meet Crocodile's amused saffron gaze before he looked back to Buggy and spoke.

" Brilliant." He said, a definite roughness to his voice that was like an arrow straight to Buggy's heart.

Then without a further word, Mihawk leaned in and bent his head a little. Buggy immediately caught on to what Mihawk desired. With several powerful emotions rising up inside him and the barest burn behind his eyeball, Buggy smiled shakily as he hooked his fingertips round the cord and let the thick gold cross dangle as he looped the cord over Mihawk's bowed head and settled it over his neck, finally restoring the swordsman's secondary weapon to him.

Mihawk stood back up to full height, the gleaming gold cross resting right over his heart. The silence between the three mates seemed almost hallowed, yellow eyes never leaving pale blue, while saffron orange watched over them both. It was Mihawk who finally moved, reached out and gently cupping the blue haired man's pale cheek as he spoke.

" My Omega." He said quietly, almost reverent.

Buggy's very soul seemed to sigh as he leaned into Mihawk's warm, calloused hand and smiled shyly at the yellow eyed man. Crocodile watched the tender moment between his two mates, feeling a rare sense of contentment himself. He enjoyed the sight of Mihawk and Buggy for a few moments more before he decided to be cheeky.

" What am I? News Coo liver?" He asked with a snort and mock sarcasm.

As one Buggy and Mihawk immediately turned to eye Crocodile with a deep, shared intensity as they spoke.

" Never." They said in perfect unison.

Now Crocodile was the one to feel himself grow a little hot under the collar at the way his two mates were looking at him, their shared want for him clear as day.

Buggy immediately blushed at his own reaction while Mihawk had the barest smirk turn up the corner of his lip. Buggy then remembered the little pouch he was still holding. He stepped forward and held it out to the mountainous sand wielder as he spoke.

" These are yours, I hope it's alright that I cleaned them up for you too." He said quietly as he pulled the pouch open.

Crocodile puffed out a cloud of smoke before he wordlessly held out his large undamaged right hand palm up. Buggy nodded and then shook the pouch over the sizeable palm, holding back a shiver as memories of how this same hand had felt all over his body just last rushed up to the surface. Buggy quickly shoved the memories to the back of his mind and focused on the present as Crocodile's gold and jewel rings tumbled out of the pouch into their rightful owner's hand.

Crocodile's eyes actually widened a bit when his rings finally came into the light.

Everything about them was spectacular. The wide gold bands shimmered so brightly they nearly glowed in the light, while each jewel affixed to the band seemed almost otherworldly as they glittered beatifically. They were somehow more magnificent now than the day they had been presented to him in a box of deep red velvet and grandeur by the finest goldsmith in all of Alabasta.

" Well well." Crocodile began before he chuckled throatily.

" Are they okay Alpha?" Buggy asked with uncertainty, jumping slightly when a warm, solid chest pressed up against his back suddenly.

He turned to see Mihawk gazing down at him with warmth in his usually cold eyes.

" Better than okay, you've done a better job buffing them than their maker even." Crocodile replied before he brought his hand closer to both of his mates, Buggy blushing even further at the praise.

" Take a couple each and put them on for me. You've seen which one goes where." He instructed nonchalantly.

Mihawk nodded, while Buggy sent Crocodile a shy look before he and Mihawk both reached out, taking a pair of rings each. Buggy ended up with the yellow topaz and the ruby rings while Mihawk got the emerald and sapphire once. Crocodile turned his hand over so that the back was facing up. Crocodile watched as Buggy and Mihawk moved together without any awkwardness, not bumping into each other at all as Buggy put ruby ring on his fore finger, then Mihawk came in with the sapphire on his thumb. Without missing a beat Mihawk then placed the emerald ring on his middle finger while Buggy finished the adornment by placing the topaz ring on Crocodile's pinky, leaving only his ring finger bare. As he observed them, Crocodile silently admired how they moved together so well despite not having even been bonded a full day. Possessiveness rose up hot and churning in his chest.

They were his. Dracule Mihawk and Buggy The Star Clown were his.

The other Alpha and Omega drew back and watched as their sand wielding mate brought his meaty hand up to inspect his rings, that glittered even more vibrantly now that they were back were they belonged. With another puff of smoke, Crocodile turned his eyes back to his Omega as he spoke.

" Thank you, my Omega." He said simply while he nodded to Mihawk in acknowledgment.

Buggy felt like Crocodile had literally handed him the moon and stars with those simple words. Crocodile then pulled the cigar out of his mouth and slowly leaned down, closing the distance between his and Buggy to press his lips to Buggy's forehead in an unexpectedly sweet gesture that no one on Earth would think the former Warlord was capable of save for Mihawk, who for the last two years had been privy to the hidden depths of Sir Crocodile as his mate and fellow Alpha. When Crocodile pulled away from a speechless Buggy, he shared a quick peck with Mihawk before standing back to his full, towering height.

There was a moment of pure serenity between the three, no outside world, no bustling pirate organization to run, no crew wanting answers regarding what the hell was going on with their leadership.

And then a loud groaning sounded, Mihawk and Crocodile immediately looking to Buggy who placed his hands on his stomach and then turned bright red with embarrassment. In an instant Mihawk and Crocodile were relaxing, the swordsman letting out a small huff while Crocodile chuckled heartily.

" Lunch time then, I'll get Daz on the den den to bring us some grub." Crocodile asked as he stepped past his mates and headed towards his gigantic black executive style desk where a cigar chomping den den mushi was puffing away, emulating its master.

This left Buggy with Mihawk, who gazed at his Omega intensely before he reached up towards Buggy's head. Buggy felt a fresh thrill up his spine as Mihawk wordlessly undid the bun that his hair was it, causing it to tumble down his back in a cascade of waves and curls. The swordsman let the bandana remain so that Buggy's hair stayed out of his face. It was clear Mihawk had this unspoken thing for Buggy's hair, and the clown was all for indulging his yellow eyed mate.

Buggy smiled shyly as Mihawk placed a hand at the small of his back and led him further into the palatial dwelling. There were spaces on both sides that reflected Crocodile and Mihawk as individuals and then together as a unit. The walls were lined with expensive paintings and fixtures, and also swords and other weapons of various style, no doubt items that Crocodile and Mihaw accumulated from their many travels and triumphs. Mihawk led Buggy into the little sitting area Crocodile had set up by his work desk. They took a seat on the large black and green leather upholstered Baroque style loveseat with gilded accents.

" I am in the mood for a mountain of pastrami sandwiches and beer. What do you two want?" Crocodile asked bluntly as he held the mouth piece attached to his den den and got ready to dial his right hand man.

" Grilled chicken with tomato and pesto, a side of onigiri, and just plain water for me." Mihawk said simply before he and Crocodile turned expectant eyes to Buggy.

" Oh I... I am good with some pastrami too." Buggy said quietly as he looked away only for a hand to come and firmly grip him by the chin and gently lift his head up to meet stern golden eyes.

" None of that." Mihawk said firmly. Buggy blinked and still looked unsure as the swordsman continued.

" You are our Omega now because you wouldn't back down for Richie and his cubs and openly defied me and Crocodile, you earned us both through your own rage and power so don't you dare think we want you to suddenly fall in and be a meek, subservient omega like some idiots prefer. Now what do you want to have for lunch Buggy?" He reiterated sternly. Buggy sat up straighter and lightly shook Mihawk's hand from his face as he nodded before turned to Crocodile.

" I'd like three large cheese burgers with the special pretzel buns, a cheese and tomato platter, and a tall glass of that blue rum from Punk Hazard. That boar we had for breakfast was fucking ages ago and I am starving." Buggy said with a smirk of his own.

" That's more like it." Crocodile rumbled in amusement, Mihawk sitting back satisfied too as the former dialed the den den with his hook and got Daz on the line.

Once that was done, Crocodile joined his mates on the love seat so that they had Buggy sandwiched between them.

They got to talking quietly, Buggy learning that he hadn't been immediately inundated with calls or had his door busted down by his crew because Crocodile and Mihawk had both sent out a town wide call warning everyone that the three of them were not to be disturbed for anything less than an apocalyptic emergency.

Buggy asked about the meeting tent that had gone down in the fray between them, Crocodile quick to inform him that the crew had been quick to clear up the debris and get the tent repaired and standing. Mihawk informed Buggy that it was Alvida and Cabaji who had gathered up his and Crocodile's personal items and decided it best to bring them to Buggy's tent because they did not have permission to go anywhere near Crocodile and Mihawk's shared living quarters and they honestly were just too freaking scared.

" Well that's a relief, I am sure you two would have toppled the rest of town if you hadn't known where all your stuff was." Buggy said with a sigh.

" Nah too much fucking trouble, Hawk-eyes here woulda just used his Haki to locate everything, and even with our eclectic crew from everywhere including Impel Down, none of them woulda had the balls to try and steal any of our stuff." Crocodile shrugged.

Buggy then frowned as he had a sudden thought.

" Hey if you guys knew I had all your stuff, why were you surprised when I showed up here?"

" We weren't really expecting you to be willing to see us so soon, or that you would go out of your way to take such good care of our things. Honestly just thought you'd call us on the den den to come pick everything up." Mihawk answered.

Buggy nodded in understanding and then they were all turning at the sound of a loud, echoing knock at the door.

" Finally, chow time." Crocodile said as he slapped his thigh and got up to go and answer the behemoth door.

A few moments later Daz Bonez and Galdino were stepping over the threshold, both men carrying silver trays laden with food and drink for their leaders. Crocodile's Mr. 2 and Mr. 3's eyes immediately zeroed in on a surprisingly demurely dressed and makeup free Buggy D. Clown as they brought the food into the den area by their boss' desk. Besides them, no other soul on the entire island had every been allowed here, and now there was Buggy sitting next to Mihawk like he had always belonged there. It was absolutely mind blowing. Daz Bonez had always been intimidating in his own right, but as Buggy sat beside Mihawk, the blue haired man met the assassin's cold black eyes unflinchingly, something he had never ever done before. It was Daz who actually looked away first, his face unreadable as Mihawk watched the entire exchange with the barest hint of pride in his yellow eyes. Galdino nodded respectfully to Mihawk and sent Buggy a smile as he spoke.

" Alvida insisted." He said as he pointed to the tray that had Buggy's burgers and cheese patter on it.

Buggy looked over and immediately grinned brightly when he saw the three sticks of fluffy blue raspberry cloud candy standing in a glass.

" Tell her thanks, and that we'll see you guys later at dinner." Buggy said, looking to Mihawk and Crocodile who both nodded in agreement.

" Sure thing Chairman Buggy, it'll do a great deal to put the crew at ease to see that the three of you are all okay... and even more united." Galdino said carefully with a nod before he and Daz took their leave.

Once the two subordinates were gone, the Chairman of Cross Guild and his "lieutenants" finally got to having their first lunch together as mates. There was plenty of sharing as the three of them gave each other morsels of their meals. Mihawk split one of his onigiri and gave the halves to each of his mates. Buggy gave Mihawk half of one of his burgers, and Crocodile insisted that Buggy take one of his pastrami sandwiches. The cheese and tomato platter got devoured by Mihawk and Buggy since Crocodile really didn't like raw tomato.

As they ate they talked some more, discussing the possible ways for Buggy to announce their new union, if he should announce at all at this point, and what they would share with their closest confidants regarding the juicy details about what went down.

" Awww c'mon everyone can already guess every part of Crocodile is huge Hawk-eyes! Why can't I tell Alvida that Yoru's not the only big ass sword you've got?!" Buggy wined as he full on pouted at his yellow eyed Alpha.

Mihawk just glared at him mutely, regretting many recent life choices but especially not finishing this red nosed Omega off in that cave yesterday, while Crocodile actually spat out a bit of the beer he had just drank before throwing his head back and full on guffawing in his signature way. They bantered some more, each enjoying a cloud candy stick to finish off the meal.

Not a bad first lunch at all.

Several hours later, with the skies dark and the moon shining silver and bright over Karai Bari...

The giant dining hall was all but vibrating physically as the many acolytes of Cross Guild sat at the tables and benches, all of them abuzz with their eyes perpetually going up to the upper balcony where their leaders sat in the private dining area. It was dinner time but instead of focusing on the food, everyone was focused on Chairman Buggy, Sir. Crocodile, and Hawk-Eye Mihawk. The three of them had entered the upper balcony not five minutes ago with their command crew following behind, Buggy giving them all a wave before the three of them had disappeared into the private alcove.

Everyone wanted to know what was going on, what had happened between Buggy and his two lieutenants when the three of them had gone tearing into the woods, but all the buzz instantly died down when a booming voice sounded.

" SHUT UP AND EAT, OR ALL THAT FOOD'S GOING STRAIGHT INTO ANNA'S BELLY ALONG WITH ANYONE WHO MAKES ANOTHER SOUND ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED YESTERDAY!" Crocodile warned menacingly.

The dining hall fell silent, everyone sat up straight and turned their eyes away from the balcony. Anna the gigantic bananawani was no empty threat. The silence lasted for several moments before the crew went about eating, the conversation slowlu starting back up but not nearly as loud as it had been before, and they wisely obeyed Crocodile's orders, talking more about the mundane happenings around then yesterday's startling events. Oh yes they still talked about what happened between Buggy, Crocodile, and Mihawk, they were just extra hushed and careful about it. The rest of dinner happened without any further incident. It was once the dishes were all cleared away that Chairman Buggy finally appeared at the railing of the balcony overlooking the mess hall, Mihawk and Crocodile flanking him on either side.

The Star Clown was dressed in a bright orange poet shirt with black ruffles at the neck, high waisted red pants with a black and white stripped sash around his waist. Over this he had on a bright read captain's coat with black fur trim and gold frilled epaulets. On his head was his red and white striped captain's hat with giant light blue feathers and his striking blue hair threaded through on either side to form pigtails. His face was painted up with his signature white cross-bones and blue around his eyes and his mouth painted in a wide blood red smile. He was flashy yet regal at the same time as he gazed out at them with pale blue eyes.

Standing at his left was Dracule Mihawk. The World's Greatest Swordsman stood tall and austere with his arms crossed and his yellow eyes piercing, wearing his signature outfit of a black hat with a giant pluming white feather, his black long coat with crimson sleeves bearing a floral pattern, his chest bare with his giant golden cross necklace hanging from his neck on a new black braided cord and gleaming even brighter than before. Lavender colored trousers and calf-high black boots finished out the look. Jutting out from behind his back was the unmistakable hilt and pommel of Yoru, the famed black blade that nearly touched the floor from where it hung.

Standing taller than both Buggy and Mihawk on the Yonko's other side was Sir Crocodile. The former warlord towered menacingly at the rail, white plumes of smoke from the cigar held between his rows of perfect white teeth wafting around him. His dark purple hair was slicked back and shining. His saffron orange eyes looked almost board while his scarred face was unreadable. He had on a black long sleeve button up shirt and charcoal grey pants. Over his broad shoulders was his signature black coat with the elegant white fur on the lapels. A striking bright green cravat was tied around his neck and the many rings that adorned his right hand glittered in the light, the hook where is left had should be gleaming too, though not as brightly.

The Chairman of Cross Guild and his lieutenants looked whole and healthy, but even from a distance there was something different about them. They seemed more resplendent together somehow. Mihawk and Crocodile's ornaments glimmered brighter than usual and Buggy himself was standing taller somehow. Despite their austere posture, Mihawk and Crocodile had something that could only be described as a glow about them, and everyone had a feeling that Chairman Buggy had everything to do with it.

The denizens of Cross Guild couldn't speculated for much longer as Chairman Buggy finally spoke.

" Dinner was delicious so be sure to thank Chef Dongo and he staff." Buggy began, his words immediately having the crowd give a round of applause to the man and his crew who slaved away in the kitchen all day. Once the clapping died down, Buggy glanced at his new mates before turning back to the crowd at large. Taking a deep breath, Buggy decided to be straightforward.

" As you all know by now, yesterday due to a disagreement, things spiraled out of control, leading to the three of us losing our tempers and running into the woods. A hell of a fucking lot happened, and I could wax poetic about it all night, but all you need to know is that Sir Crocodile and Hawk-eye Mihawk are now my bonded Alphas and I am their bonded Omega. The rest is none of your fucking business." He said sternly, his voice echoing through the entire hall.

His startling revelation was met with stunned silence. Then the leaders of Cross Guild watched as every single man and woman congregated in the dining hall rose up from their seats and then bowed as one as they spoke.

" Congratulations Chairman Buggy, Sir Crocodile, Sir Mihawk!" They shouted all at once.

There was a beat of silence before Buggy spoke with a smug grin.

" Thank you! Now enough with the seriousness! Break out our best kegs, get my mates the best beer and wine we've got, this newlywed wants to PARTY!" Buggy grinned as he threw his fists up into the air.

His words were met with the entire dining hall breaking out in thunderous applause and cheers, everyone scrambling to do as their Chairman asked.

As they clapped and smiled along with the other members of Cross Guild, or didn't in Daz's case, the inner circle of the Cross Guild leaders watched the trio who had their backs to them. When Buggy lowered his arms, Crocodile wordlessly raised his right arm and wrapped it around Buggy's shoulders, the clown immediately reciprocating by raising his own arm and placing his hand on the small of Crocodile's back. It only grew more surprising when Mihawk uncrossed his arms and reached out, taking Buggy's gloved hand into his own, lacing their fingers together in a quiet but no less profound display. Dracule Mihawk, who was always this aloof titan among them, untouchable by all save for his mate, did this.

" It's real." Cabaji whispered while the others watched on.

From where he stood with his mates beside him, Buggy stood tall and smiled at the merriment unfolding before him. He squeezed Mihawk's hand and rubbed Crocodile's back.

" I love you my Alphas." He wanted to say it, but didn't.

He wasn't ready to say it, and he was sure Mihawk and Crocodile weren't ready to hear it, but it was there. In the span of not even a day, love overcame everything else Buggy could ever feel for these two Alphas that caught him.

They just weren't ready. They would be though, slowly but surely with time and shared moments.

The three of them started right that very night, when despite how tipsy Buggy and Crocodile were, and how much he wanted their Omega to stay with them, Mihawk made sure that Buggy was tucked safe and sound into his own bed while they retreated to their own.

That deep love between the three of them continued to grow as the days passed after with similar such moments and actions.

It grew when Crocodile and Mihawk both ordered that terrible dungeon-like room with the chains and hooks to be demolished entirely, to say sorry to their Omega without actually saying sorry. It grew when Buggy took his mates to meet Richie's little ones and Crocodile admitted that the 'damn fuzzballs' were devastatingly cute and it wasn't a good idea to try and sell them, and one of the lavender colored cubs actually tried to hide away inside Mihawk's coat and earned a genuine smile from the stoic swordsman. It grew when they would enjoy dinner together or worked on the newest bounties on the heads of prominent Marine. It grew when within a few weeks Crocodile and Mihawk's shared space was turned into a secondary armory for Cross Guild's newest back of smiths and gold workers, while Buggy's big blue tent was expanded, modified, and redesigned as his Alphas quietly moved in with him. It was there in the fact that Mihawk and Crocodile allowed the harlequin diamond pattern in bold bright colors and flashy stars and circus themes to join their aesthetic.

Their unnamed love grew deeper in simple moments, like a freshly showered Mihawk stepping out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel one day, wanting to discuss a security matter regarding the patrol around the island only to fall silent when he noticed the hungry pairs of pale blue and saffron orange eyes respectively that were leveled on him. Mihawk ended up being taken to bed rather than discussing work. Another moment was when Buggy and Mihawk both noticed Crocodile trying to hide the pain he was in from as the stump where his left hand used to be started aching badly, like his body was remembering the limb that used to be there. Mihawk and Buggy took it upon themselves to take care of their mate, Buggy insisting on massaging Crocodile's stump while Mihawk regaled him with stories of his earliest duels when he had started his journey to become the greatest as a teenager. It grew whenever Mihawk or Crocodile were seen wiping red from their lips as subtly as they could and Buggy in turn would have his normally prestine face makeup smeared. The legend of the way the three of them ended up bonded grew and grew.

It was Buggy presenting Mihawk with a rare bottle of rich red wine that had been brought in with the latest haul stolen for Marine ships and being invited to join the swordsman and Crocodile for a drink, it was Crocodile presenting Buggy with a brand new set of throwing knives that got him a lapful of overjoyed Omega, and it was Mihawk sitting in and watching as Buggy tested out these new knives in the main big top on targets set up by Cabaji and then stepping up behind his omega and instructing him on a better stance and a better way to throw the deadly weapons, the air practically sizzling between them. It was Cabaji and the other performers/fighters quickly making themselves scarce when in the process of instructing Buggy on knife-throwing, the swordsman pulled his mate into his arms and proceeded to kiss the breath out of Buggy right there out on the stage. It was Crocodile chuckling as he watched Buggy bug Mihawk for answers as to how the hell he actually steered his famous coffin shaped one-man ship and the swordsman refusing to give up the goods to their insistant Omega. It felt nice that Buggy to was completely shut out from that secret just like Crocodile was to this day

It was walks along the beach together after dinner pointing out the constellations and saying hello to gigantic Anna bananawani, it was pouring over possible treasure maps together, it was shifting into their wolf forms and just laying together in a heap by the fireplace late at night with the link between them humming warmly. It was Buggy going ahead and commissioning new, state of the art tanks for the bananwanis Crocodile was breeding. It was Crocodile bringing Buggy cookies to his workshop when the star clown was working late on a new bomb design. It was Mihawk asking Buggy if he could paint his face for him one day and doing a fantastic job, adding a new fierceness to Buggy's look with a black, white, and red design. It was Buggy presenting Crocodile with a new waistcoat that had strips of the silver one that had been torn to shreds that fateful day sewn into it. It was Crocodile walking around with his golden hook gleaming like the sun and Yoru sporting a new uniquely braided white leather binding around her grip that everyone complemented despite how terrifying Mihawk was.

Hell, the love grew deeper even in the moments when Crocodile was a complete and utter asshole, Mihawk was an emotionally stunted freak, and Buggy was foolish as fuck and screwed something up bad. They'd get in each others' faces, they'd argue loud enough to be heard clear on the other side of town, and yeah they broke shit too. But even with all of that, they never left or denounced each other.

Buggy usually just ended up spread out on the table or any other sturdy surface while Crocodile and Mihawk went to town on him to relieve the tension.

Months soon passed, yet still these three didn't say it, didn't admit that there was no life without each other. But fate had a way though, of making what needed to happen, happen without fail. The event in question would show Mihawk and Crocodile just how much they meant to their omega, and it would show the world just what Buggy the Omega was capable of.

Thee months after they bonded...

There were gasps through the entire room, everyone watching as the glass of wine was knocked out of Mihawk's hand and sent flying. The glass shattered against the top of the large banquet table they were all sitting at, it's contents splashing onto the wooden surface at the unoccupied center. Irate yellow eyes met those of determined pale blue. Buggy didn't wait for Mihawk to demand answers as to why he had suddenly just got up and smacked the wineglass right from his hand, instead he lunged at Crocodile next, grabbing the wineglass out of the larger man's right hand and chucking it at the wall as hard as he could, more glass shattering and dark red liquid splashing.

" What the fuck are you doing Clown?" Crocodile thundered as he and Mihawk both turned outraged eyes to their Omega.

All around then the rest of the attendees to the dinner between Cross Guild and a delegation from Beehive Island were stunned by Buggy's actions.

Buggy looked back at them unflinching before he turned his eyes to the wine splashed across the banquet table and pointed at it.

" Look." He said simply.

Mihawk and Crocodile both turned their gazes to the spilled wine, and then there was another collective gasp going through the room as everyone heard the soft sound of sizzling and saw the wood underneath the dark red liquid blacken and cave in as it was eaten away. The same thing started happening to the wine splashed against the tent wall, the fabric actually smoking as it was slowly eaten away. The implication was clear.

Poison and a very nasty acidic one at that.

Mihawk and Crocodile both whirled back around to Buggy as the Omega spoke.

"I saw Captain Lambo's first mate with the server who brought you your glasses my Alphas. He bumped into him by accident but I saw him pass his hand over both glasses and when they got to you I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong." Buggy explained before his face crumbled into an absolutely stricken expression as he all but lunged at Mihawk, crashing into the swordsman's bare chest, his one hand twisting into one of the lapels of his yellow eyed Alpha's coat while his other hand lashed out and found Crocodile's sleeve, clutching it hard.

" THAT IS A LIE! I DID NOTHING! THAT FILTHY OMEGA CLOWN FREAK IS LYING!" Captain Lambo's first mate, a bulky, tall middle aged beta wolf with graying hair tied in three ponytails at the back of his head and beady brown eyes that were looking for a way out.

Before Mihawk and Crocodile could do anything further, press for more answers, Buggy suddenly went completely rigid against his yellow eyed Alpha. Then the air in the entire tent seemed to get sucked out as everyone froze at the low, guttural sound that filled the room.

A growl, a rattling, visceral sound no one had ever heard before... emanating from Buggy.

" Buggy?" Mihawk asked as Buggy abruptly let go of both him and Crocodile, his gloved hands falling limp at his sides.

Buggy kept his head bowed, his Alphas not able to descern his expression as another low, rattling grown radiated from him. Then Buggy slowly turned and raised his head. The moment the other occupants of the tent caught sight of his face, they were all reeling back in terror.

Buggy's face was contorted in rage, his lips pulled back in a snarl, revealing pure white teeth that had turned into sharp, jagged fangs. But it was his eyes, his eyes that arrested all in dread. Once pale blue eyes were glowing Omega white in the center, surrounded by an almost pulsating ring of enraged Alpha red. Eyes that only Mihawk and Crocodile had ever seen before since nothing had truly pissed the Omega off to the same extent as that fateful run through the forest. Now others could get to bear witness.

With an inhuman roar, Buggy was separating his upper half from his lower half and then flying across the room, careening right at Captain Lambo's first mate, the would be murdered of his mates.

People screamed and scrambled out of the way as Buggy seized the first mate by his neck and fully lifted the grown and rotund man clean into the air, rising up almost to the ceiling of the tent. He got right into the man's face and roared with everything he had in him, looking absolutely demonic.

The sound of liquid dripping had everyone seeing that the first mate had gone ahead and wet himself as he started blubbering and stammering.

" I-It was the Marines! It was the Marines! They were at the port at Beehive Island! They offered me 100,000,000 berries to try and take out Mihawk and Sir Crocodile and cripple Cross Guild. They gave me the poison pills! I-I'm sorry, I am so sorry! Please don't kill me! Please don't kill me Chairman Buggy!" The portly, terrified man screamed shrilly.

" I am not going to kill you." Buggy growled, his voice sending shivers down everyone's spine, while Mihawk and Crocodile felt a different kind of shiver go through theirs as they beheld their Omega.

Buggy them leaned in close, staring right into his captive's rancid little soul as he spoke.

" You're gonna wish I had though you fucker." Buggy finished before he full on smiled savagely before throwing the man down onto the center of the circular banquet table with all his might.

The soiled man crashed into the table, bones shattering and the table basically exploding under him. Buggy swooped down, reconnecting with his lower half and immediately summoning his wolf form forward.

From where they were scattered about the room, Buggy's crew mates like Alvida and Cabaji stood gobsmacked as they finally beheld Buggy in the form that earned him Mihawk and Crocodile as mates.

With another earshattering roar Buggy leapt into the air and pounced on Captain Lambo's first mate. The man's blood curdling screams filled the air, mingling with teh screams and grasps of those bearing witness to the sheer brutality with with Buggy doled out his punishment. The blue furred Omega slashed mercilessly at the man with his long, sharp claws, spilling blood and cleaving chunks of flesh clean of the man. The attack seemed to go on forever, everyone else held frozen in horrified captivation while Mihawk and Crocodile were arrested in wonder at their Omega's awesome rage.

Buggy stopped for a moment to gaze down at his handywork, the man beneath him a bloody, blubbering mess. There was a moment of absolute stillness, no one moved, no one breathed save for the idiot that had tried to hurt Mihawk and Crocodile, who writhed and groaned in agony. Then with a roar Buggy was lunging forward and clamping his jaws down on the man's right arm, sinking his teeth deep into the already torn up flesh before he savagely pulled.

There were screams of terror, a couple of people passed out where they stood as with a blood curdling scream and a sickening, wet sounding pop, the would be murderer of Crocodile and Mihawk lost his right arm at the elbow. Buggy visciously shook the disembodied limb between his jaws like a demented chew toy before flinging it across the room with a snarl where it smacked against the wall and fell by the entryway and twitched several times before falling limp. Buggy glared hatefully down at the man he had thoroughly punished. The fat bitch had passed out and spared them anymore of his pitiful wailing.

Dead silence reigned over the room, until a new, terrifying sound filled the air.

Chuckling, a of deep, highly amused chuckle that had all eyes turning and stomachs dropping to the floor as they caught sight of Crocodile and Mihawk gazing fondly at their blood covered mate. Crocodile puffed away at his cigar, his perfect white teeth gleaming and his saffrom orange eyes filled with warmth as he laughed. But it was Mihawk that was a truly terrifying sight in his own right. His canines had sharpened into pointed fangs within his smiling mouth, and his yellow eyes were actually glittering with mirth and fondness. He wasn't chuckling like Crocodile was, but he was smiling, and it was a sight that few had ever seen, and no one in that tent ever wanted to see again.

There was a collective flinch when these glowing yellow eyes suddenly looked right at them, Captain Lambo looking like he was about to cry as his crew cowered behind him.

Mihawk said nothing, just continued to smile remorselessly before he was turned his attention back to Buggy as the bloodied blue wolf snarled and turned towards Captain Lambo and his crew. Buggy's entire form was tense and getting ready to lunge once more when steely hands were suddenly gripping him firmly by the nape of his neck.

Daz and Galdino both watched on a few feet away from Crocodile, awe-struck by the transformation of Buggy the Star Clown. They had never seen such savagry, not even from Crocodile.

With another snarl, Buggy struggled against Mihawk who had swiftly rushed in to stop him from attacking further. The swordsman had no doubt saved the lives of Captain Lamdo and his crew as he started to pull Buggy back and way towards the exit. Buggy lunged, nearly dislodging Mihawk as he snapped his bloodied jaws at Captain Lambo, causing the pirate to hold up his hands in fear.

" Mihawk my love, get our Omega out of here. I'll deal with the rest." Crocodile rumbled, the smile leaving his lips and his eyes growing colder than ice as he turned to Captain Lambo and his crew.

Mihawk nodded, tightening his hold on Buggy's fur. Buggy continued to snap and snarl as Mihawk pulled him away from the mess in the center of the room. Once they were clear of the debris, Mihawk showcased some of the inordinate strength of his own as he promptly picked Buggy up like he was just a puppy and proceeded to carry him out of the tent. Mihawk paused to give Alvida and Cabaji a warning look when they stepped forward, halting them both before turning away. Buggy let out one last, hateful roar at the entire room before he quieted down to seething growls as he and Mihawk disappeared through the entryway.

With his mates gone, Crocodile took a deep drag of his cigar and then leisurely sank down onto the nearest chair, crossing his leg and looking to the trembling group of pirates congregated before him.

" Alvida, Cabaji." Crocodile called sternly.

" Yes sir?" They both replied softly, stepping forward and awaiting orders.

" Run over to the hospital tent and get Dr. Jungo, have her make sure this armless piss covered sack of garbage lives. My Omega wants him alive after all. She should also bring some smelling salts for everyone who couldn't handle the fucker getting his just deserts." Crocodile casually.

" On it sir." Cabaji said before he and Alvida bowed and hightailed it out of there as fast as they could.

Crocodile then stared at Captain Lambo and his crew, who were all pale and shaky at this point. Daz and Galdino wordlessly stepping up behind Crocodile, flanking him but staying silent as they too stared coldly at Lambo and his crew.

The sand user said nothing, just smoked and stared. Then Captain Lambo took a small, hesitant step forward, and then another, and another with his crew following behind him. He spared a glance at his maimed first mate and sent all the hate he could muster at the man who had basically cost his captain and crew everything. Captain Lambo and his crew came to stand just a few feet before Crocodile. There was a beat of cold silence and then Lambo's knees buckled and he hit the floor, his head hanging. His crew followed suit, all of them utterly defeated.

" Bless you Buggy." Crocodile sighed, sounding almost besotted as he smirked and puffed out a huge plume of smoke.

Twenty minutes later...

Crocodile all but burst through the tall brass and blue painted door that led into the quarters he shared with his mates. As he looked around the large living room area he could see that the lights were dimmed but everything seemed to be in order, nothing bashed or broken. He headed straight for the steel starcase that let to the second level that served as their whole bedroom with attached bathroom. As he reached the top of the staircase he found Yoru and Mihawk's necklace resting atop one of the large coffee tables in the little den area they had set up. As he moved deeper into the room towards the bedroom area that was hidden behind sheer green curtains, Crocodile caught sight of blood paw prints on the floor leading towards the bathroom, where he spied Mihawk's clothes piled by the door.

Crocodile wasted no more time as he rushed through the many draped curtains that hid the giant bed that was needed to accommodate the three of them. As he passed through the flowing green curtains, Crocodile's ears caught the sound of low growls and grunts, of flesh slapping against flesh. With a smirk turning up the corner of his mouth, the giant man passed through the final curtal and paused at the sight that greeted him.

There were his mates, deep in the throws of passion. Mihawk had Buggy beneath him, their pale bodies entwined with the swordsman seemingly trying to pound the blue haired man straight through the matress. Buggy's head was hanging off the foot of the bed, his long blue hair spread out and cascading over the end of the black sheet covered mattress while Mihawk sucked and bit at his throat and chest. His face was contorted in both pleasure and lingering rage. His eyes were still glowing bright Alpha red with Omega white at their centers. As he looked closer, Crocodile's smirk turned into a full grin when he saw that Mihawk's own eyes were now glowing bright red.

The swordsman's own emotions had taken over, he had let go of his usually iron-clad control and joined their Omega in the bright, burning rage. Seeing them like this, so wild and free in their rage and passion, immediately set of a roaring fire in Crocodile as his own eyes turned a tell-tale crimson. With a deep rumble and his own teeth turning into fangs, Crocodile summoned his powers, his whole hulking body dissolving into a swirling mass of golden sand, all the clothes he was wearing falling away into a pile on the floor while he held onto his hook and rings as he rematerialized, naked as the day he was born.

With a rumbling growl, Crocodile rushed forward and set upon his two mates. He grabbed Buggy by the back of his head and lifted the Omega up and then shoved him into Mihawk as he climbed onto the their bed. Mihawk and Buggy both roared in savage joy as their missing piece reunited with them. Crocodile smashed his lips to Mihawk's and then to Buggy's, his right hand going to Buggy's chest while he used his hook around the back of Mihawk's neck to hold him close as he joined them and surrendered to the fires of rage and love.

It was several hours later, well into the night that things finally calmed down for the leaders of Cross Guild.

" I would've taken one of that fat bastard's legs too, piece by peice all the way to his hip! You should've let me!" Buggy said crossly as he raised his head to send his Alphas an annoyed look.

The three of them were freshly showered after several hours spent getting all that passionate rage out of their systems. The three of them were finally spent and tucked under crisp fresh dark green sheets of the finest cotton Crocodile could find. Buggy laying on his front while Crocodile and Mihawk where reclined lazily on either side of him. Crocodile continued stroking is large fingers through Buggy's long blue hair while Mihawk paused in the kisses he was pressing to the back of Buggy's neck.

" Oh we have no doubt about that our Omega but you got your point across quiet spectacularly. Lambo gave up his entire fleet to us and his whole crew have joined Cross Guild while Lambo himself literally gave up on pirating totally and just rowed off into parts unknown in one of the life boats of his former main ship without so much as a peep." Crocodile explained with actual pride in his saffron eyes.

" You love us so much." Mihawk said lightly.

" With all my heart." Buggy replied without missing a beat, and then immediately freezing at what he had just admitted.

Crocodile and Mihawk both frozed too for a moment. Buggy spoke first, wanting to do damage control.

" I-It's okay if you guys d-mmph!" He began to say only for a pair of lips to firmly seal over his own and silence him most effectively.

Buggy turned over onto his back and wrapped his arms around Mihawk's neck as the swordsman kissed him deeply with an untold gentleness. When they drew back several long moment later, Mihawk gazed down at Buggy unflinchingly as he spoke.

" I love you Buggy D. Clown, equal to Crocodile my first mate, unmatched by all others on this earth. You have earned me my Omega, mind, body, and soul." He rumbled softly.

Buggy felt his eyes fill with tears, but stubbornly held them back as he smiled shakily at Mihawk and then leaned up to press his lips to the swordsman's in a sweet, lingering peck.

Then Mihawk was shifting away, and Crocodile's bigger form was looming over him as the sand wielder spoke.

" I'll leave the poetic monologuing to Mihawk over there. I love you, I love him, you love us and you sure as hell showed it tonight. We're in this till the day we die, nothing more, nothing less, my Omega." Crocodile declared firmly before he leaned in and proceeded to plunder Buggy's mouth for all its worth, just to make his point crystal clear.

When they broke apart with a gasp, Buggy was nearly literally seeing stars as he reached up and cupped his two Alphas' cheeks with his hands as he spoke.

" Love you for always. My Alphas." He said softly as he let a few tears escape for he was who he was.

Mihawk and Crocodile simply nodded, there was no need to say anything more.

With that Buggy hooked his hands around the backs of Mihawk and Crocodile's necks, pulling them down to him. They nuzzled and kissed at each other, letting out deep, low rumbles of contentment before Buggy turned over onto his side, Mihawk immediately pressing up against his back, and Crocodile gathering them both too him, effectively squishing Buggy between them. He couldn't be happier despite being barely able to breath fully, as he shut his pale blue eyes and was out within seconds. Mihawk and Crocodile gazed at the sleeping red nosed Omega wolf, both of them quietly marveling once more at how this was their life now, he was their bonded Omega and they his Alphas. The two Alphas came together in a deep, lingering kiss before they too settled down on either side of their Omega and soon joined Buggy in sleep.

Outside the the ocean lapped lazily at the shores of Karai Bari, the moon and stars still twinkling brightly above.

The End