This year has been tough with my health and the passing of family members and now someone who I thought was my friend has served me a 30 day eviction notice.
At 10.30pm today [April 15th 2026], without conversation or reason my housemate served me a 30 day eviction notice. This person knows I have no friends I can move in with. I can't work because I am disabled and I have no savings due to cost of living and debt from a family emergency years ago that has still affected me to this day.
The last member of my family died a week ago and her house belongs to the bank. I have nowhere to go and no one to help. I have emotional support animals that I can't be parted with and many rental places that are low enough to take me wont allow pets.
The local council has been contacted but the wait times in my town are very high due to how poor the people here are. Not many places will rent to me because I am in debt and disabled and do not work.
I'm Franky and I'm a disabled transgender man who is on his last legs and probably won't survive this. I need help and I am begging for anyone's love and support so I can at least find a place that can take my pets and me and having some money for food when forced to move.
The housemate has said they will take legal action if we have not moved in 30 days.
If there was one thing Nami hated, The parties were too loud. There are too many sloppy drunks. The only thing she liked about them, however, was that it was so easy to steal wallets from drunk men and women alike. And no one would even bat an eye, but this party was different; she had been forced to go by Luffy. She originally told him no every day leading up to the party, but alas, he of course just had to use the puppy dog trick on her.Â
So here she was stuck in the crossing, her arms crossed, nursing a holiday cocktail that Sanji insisted on making to help her lighten up. Nami just wanted it to end, but she just knew she would be stuck here in the early hours of the morning. After all, all of Luffyâs parties lasted for hours, sometimes days.Â
Her brown eyes caught a flicker of something blue in the corner of her eye. Her face grew flushed. What was Luffy thinking about inviting her crush Vivi here? Was he trying to kill her out of sheer embarrassment? They had met over two years ago in college. Both Nami and her were in the same history class about alabasta history. And they very quickly became friends. After all, they were always together. If one went looking for Nami, they would find her and Vivi, usually in the library or across campus at the diner owned by one of the professors and run by the students.
Well, they had been close friends up until the Halloween party Luffy had invited them to. Everyone had been telling Nami to just confess to Vivi that she wasn't going to wait forever for her, or even worse, she could get tired of waiting on Nami and give up.Â
So Nami had done just that when they were playing seven minutes of heaven. Nami was so nervous to go with her, but not only did she confess to her. Vivi did not respond to it, so Nami left the party and hasn't spoken to her since. It made classes and projects really awkward between them. Vivi, of course, had kept trying to talk to her, but Nami just wasn't having it.Â
Nami nearly groaned when she spotted the blue-haired vixen start walking toward her. Nami had nowhere to run, mostly because she was so fast. Nami jolted when Vivi grabbed her hand. "Just hear me out if you still don't like what I say. I wonât push the issue anymore, okay?â She said her voice was as sweet as honey.Â
Nami let out a heavy sigh once upon a time, feeling that her touch would have sent little sparks down her spine; it would have just felt so right. "Fine, I'll listen. What do you want to say to me, Vivi?â Nami decided to play along with what she was playing at.Â
"First, I am sorry about Halloween, and second, you misunderstood what happened, Nami."Â
"Misunderstood what? You led me on all this time only to reject me when I poured my heart out for you to not say a single thing????â Nami couldn't help but snap back, fighting back the tears again.Â
"That's not what happened at all; I didn't lead you on, Nami."Â
"Yes, you did; you were always going on dates with me. If you didn't feel that way toward me, why do that to me? Why did you toy with me? Was it fun for you?âÂ
"Do you really think so low of me? Nami, I would never do that to you, but you didn't give me enough time to respond before you ran out of that closet.
Nami stiffened up; her shoulders could not stop trembling. Had she been too quick to misjudge her?. At the time when Vivi didn't answer her, all she could feel was betrayed and hurt. Much too hurt to even what she said. Vivi wasn't like her; she was the light itself in her life. Sure, she had her friends and family, but no one made her feel like Vivi made her feel.Â
Vivi moved her hands, grabbing Nami by the face, her thumb brushing the tears pooling at the edge of her eyes and staring at her brown iris.
"For someone so smart, you're so stupid; you know that, right?â Vivi said it in a whisper. They were surrounded by people, but all she could see was Nami and how upset she had made her; it was killing her on the inside. She had to make this right for her.
"Explain then,â Nami said, biting her lower lip.Â
"I froze because I didn't actually think you would like me back; I wasn't even sure if you liked girlsâwell, girls like me at least,â she admitted to her with a bashful flush of her cheeks.Â
Nami felt her eyes widen in surprise, and wait, did she hear her correctly? Vivi liked her back. She was worried about her reaction???. Nami could only gawk and stare at her in absolute and utter shock. Well, she at the very least had her undivided attention, that was for sure.
Nami could feel the words die at the tip of her tongue before she forced them out. "Are you serious, Vivi? Please don't mess with me right now." Nami whispered out, "Of course I'm serious. I have wanted to ask you out for months. I was actually going to ask you out after the Halloween party, but due to everything, it didn't happen,â Vivi said in a whisper back to her before she rested her forehead against her forehead.
Nami moved her own hands, resting them on Viviâs shoulders. "I wish you had said that earlier; now I feel like such a bitch for no reason." Nami mumbled under her breath,It-s-" was as far as Vivi got out, only to hear Luffyâs voice: : "He you two have to kiss; thatâs the rule. Sanji and Robin both said so! âÂ
The girls jolted.H-huh?!â they exclaimed, looking over at the boy in utter confusion. "Why are you looking at me like that???â He said, tilting his head,
"What are you talking about, Luffy??!!â Nami said, blinking slowly, trying to piece together whatever puzzle this was.Â
â You're under the mistletoe, duh, you're supposed to kiss, right?!, right, Sanji!âÂ
"He's right, it's tradition that if you're caught under the mistletoe, you have to kiss. Oh, how I envy them." He said with hearts in his eyes, only to be elbowed right in the gut by Robin.
Franky leaned over Robinâs shoulder. "Hey, that mistletoe, wasn't there a few minutes ago?â He whispered into her ear.Â
Robin took a sip out of her glass of wine as she looked up at him. "That's because it wasn't; what they donât know won't hurt them."Â
"Ah, thatâs my girl,â Franky said, leaning down and giving Robin a kiss on the check while he watched the showdown continue.Â
Nami and Vivi both stared at everyone. Nami moved her hand, covering her face, while with her other hand, she was shooing everyone away. "Luffy, there's a bunch of meat I think I saw across the room!" she said. Which worked like a charm before the sentence had even left her mouth. All the way, he was sprinting full force to the party platter table. The others took the hit, thankfully, and started to walk away. Franky and Robin went back to watch the party. Sanji went back to help usopp keep the food stocked and mostly to keep Luffy from eating all of the food again.
Nami, after a moment, turned to Vivi, "So, uhm... I mean, are we okay now?â She stammered out, "Well, that depends. Do you accept my apology, Nami?âÂ
"Yeah, I do, but does this mean you accept my confession?â Nami asked in a timid tone, which really wasn't like the orange-haired girl, but Vivi always made this shy side of her come out in more ways than one.
Vivi leaned down so their noses were brushing against each other. "Can I kiss you, Nami?"Â
Nami jolted. What happened to what they were talking about???? "Yeah, you can kiss me, but you'll have to pay me if itâs bad." She teased the blue-haired girl in front of her.Â
Vivi lifted her hand, cupping her cheek back up. She had moved her hands when they had been so rudely interrupted. Her pink glossy lips brushed over Namiâs red-stained ones. She could taste the sweet strawberry gloss Nami had put over her red lips; it tasted sweet just like her. She would have thought Nami would try to find something orange-scented for her lips, but she liked it either way.Â
Kissing Nami just felt so right; in that very moment, no one was around them; it was only them. Vivi couldn't hear the loud laughter and yelling of the party. She could not feel the music through the air or in her veins. All she felt at this very moment was secure, as she felt Namiâs arms wrap around her waist as Vivi put her own arms around her neck, pulling her close against her body in a tight embrace, just holding each other like they were the only two people in the entire world.
The two of them finally pulled from the kiss after what felt like hours and lifetimes but was merely a matter of seconds. â well do I need to pay you for that kiss, Nami?â
â I haven't decided Maybe you should kiss me again so I know for sureâ
Vivi burst out laughing â Your such a tease aren't you â
Nami rolled her eyes â so I have been so told but.. You know you never answered my question still , Will you go out with me vivi? W-we can take it as slow as we want or go as fast as you wantâ Nami couldn't help but to start rambling again as she was looking right back at her again in those eyes full of stars that Nami could get lost in.
"Earth to Nami?â Vivi said, waving her hand in front of her face, trying to convey her attention. "Huh?Nami asked, looking around confused, "You were spacing off; was I boring you? You didn't even get to hear my answer, you know? After you ignored me for a few weeks, at least let me tell you my answer,â she said gently.Â
Nami nodded her head eagerly. "I would love to go out with you. I've always wanted to go ice skating; we donât have that in my home. I think it would be fun, and maybe I could take you to my home and show you some of the museums."Â
Nami wanted to snort, "You're such a history nerd, you know that, right? Even on a date, you want to be in a palace of history."Â
"Of course I do. I think you're forgetting history class is where we met in the first place, so you're just as big of a history nerd as I am." She teased her back.
Nami couldn't help but feel delighted; everything was falling into place. Vivi liked her back and had agreed to go on a date with her. She even told her she wanted to go out with her. But she couldn't help but feel so stupid for creating such a big issue when there didn't need to be one.Â
"I'm really sorry, Vivi, for how I treated you; that wasn't right of me. Are you sure you still want to go out with someone like me?âÂ
"Of course I do. Thereâs nothing you could possibly do that would ever change that, Nami. I love you; I have since the day I met you. Now what do you say we stop being antisocial and join the party?â
Nami felt a small smile creep itâs way on her lips â This is one of the things I like about you , you always make me feel so much calmer when talking to you, I really missed this you know but your right we should join the party besides someone has to stop Luffy from trying to fight His brothers right nowâ
Summary: You are supposed to meet your friend Luffy to help him study, but run into his older brother instead.
Tags: College AU, first time, corruption, fingering, vaginal sex, recreational weed use, praise
!!! 18+ !!!
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You walked up to Luffyâs house, backpack in hand and ready for your study (tutoring) session with the guy. Both of you were in this pre-calc class together, you because it was required for your major and Luffy because it was a required credit to graduate college. Needless to say, the man was hopeless on his own, but you helped pull his grade up to a C last quarter.
Usually he met you at your place, but your roommate had guests over for a party. Luffy offered for you to meet him at his house, telling you that his guardian wasnât home for the weekend so it was free. So when the door swung open to a tall, tan man with long, dark hair, you were surprised. You adjusted your grip on your bag, shifting a little nervously and intentionally NOT looking at his bare chest. Seriously, who answers the door in just sweatpants?
âYou're⊠not LuffyâŠ?â you said dumbly, not expecting anybody to be at home.Â
The man leaned against the doorframe, cocking his head slightly. He wore a slight smile. âSo, youâre Luffyâs friend from college?â
You avoided looking at his dark eyes, which felt like they pierced straight through you. It was a little uncomfortable how exposed you felt standing in front of him, watching his eyes flick down to take in your outfit. You wished that you had worn pants instead of a skirt. Of course, you couldnât ignore that he was⊠very handsome. His long hair brushed his broad, freckled shoulders. You saw the way his strong jaw flexed when he spoke.Â
âI, uh- yeah. Um⊠is Luffy home? We were supposed to study for the test next week,â you mumbled. The man in the door barked out a laugh.
âAhh, I see. Youâre the one helping him pass. You must be such a smart girl,â he smiled, his grin wolfish, like he might eat you up at any moment. âNah, heâs at soccer practice right now. Since you came all this way, might as well stay. Heâll be home in maybe an hour.â
You felt your fingers fidgeting nervously, not wanting to be annoying by staying while Luffy isnât even home. âOh, no itâs fine. I can wait at the coffee sh-â you tried to protest, but the man already ushered you in by a large hand on the small of your back.Â
Once inside, he closed the door behind you. He turned toward you with that huge grin on his face again. You swore his teeth sparkled. âIâm Ace, by the way. Luffyâs older brother. Iâm sure youâve heard of me,â he chuckled, winking at you. You stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do. Ace walked past you into the living room, flopping down on the couch in the living room. He was so relaxed, his lithe body moving in what you could only describe as a saunter.
Ace pulled out a large bong from somewhere you didnât see, looking at you while packing a bowl. âYou look so tense. Relax, Iâm not gonna force you. Put your stuff down and come sit with me,â he offered, patting a couch cushion to beckon you over.Â
âO- okay,â you stammered out, setting down your backpack near the front door and kicking your shoes off. Ace smiled at you when you sat down, leaving a bit of space between you. Slowly, you looked around the living room to distract yourself from your proximity to the man. The TV was on, featuring some pirate cartoon that Ace was probably watching. There were pictures hanging up that featured the brothers, and you shook your head when you felt yourself staring at a picture of Ace on the beach. You felt Aceâs knee press against you, and you were startled out of your trance, your body stiffening and eyes widening. For some reason, Luffyâs brother put you on edge, and now he was touching you. Ace chuckled at your reaction, and you felt a blush dust your cheeks.
âYouâre a good girl, aren't you?âÂ
His words had your thighs tightening slightly, your eyes flitting quickly to his. âI- uh.. Iâm sorry?â
âLike⊠in school?â he clarified, his eyes shifting back to the bong on the coffee table. You looked down, a bit mortified at your reaction, missing the smirk that stretched across Aceâs face.Â
âO- oh⊠I guess⊠Iâm a straight A student, if thatâs what you're asking,â you mumbled out quickly, trying to move on. Swallowing hard, you tried to relax a little. It was embarrassing how jumpy you were.
Ace just hummed in response, lighting the bong. You watched as his mouth moved to the mouthpiece, the way his hand flicked the lighter, the rising of his chest as he inhaled the smoke. He knew you were watching him, but you were too focused to notice that he caught you. The bong was placed back on the table, and Ace exhaled. Fine ribbons of smoke drifted out from between his lips, and it was mesmerizing, you felt entranced. He licked his lips before turning to face you. You felt his eyes studying your face.
âYou ever smoked before?â he asked. You shook your head, your eyes shifting to the cartoon on the TV. God, Ace thought you were so cute. His head tilted a little, grinning. âYou wanna try?â
âOh, uh.. I- well⊠okay,â you stuttered, feeling your face get warm again. If you could just stop blushing around him, that would be great!
âHa, cute⊠okay,â Ace murmured, scooting closer to you. Your legs touched now, thighs pressed against each other. A shiver rolled through your body at the contact. âSo hereâs what weâre gonna do. Since youâve never smoked before, I donât want you inhaling directly from the bong. How about you shotgun a hit? Itâll be easier on you.â
You looked down, just nodding in response, when you felt Aceâs hand snapping in front of your eyes. He prompted you to look at him, and you had to look up to see his face. How had you not noticed how tall he was before?
âYou gotta use your voice, you wanna try to shotgun? Hm?â he asked again. How he stayed so easy going while you were practically trembling, you didnât know. All you could focus on was the way his skin was freckled across his nose and his bare chest. He was so close to you, warmth emanating from him. You could smell him, like smoke and sandalwood. God, he even smelled warm. You shifted in your seat.
For a second, you just nodded again before remembering you were supposed to speak out loud. âAh, yes. But⊠I donât know what that is,â you admitted shyly. It was sometimes embarrassing how inexperienced you were for a college student.
Ace chuckled, âDonât worry, Iâm a good teacher.â You felt reassured by his easy demeanor, like he wouldnât judge you for not knowing. That put you at ease, and you started to really relax around him. You turned slightly, facing him while he explained how to shotgun a hit.
The way his lips moved was almost hypnotizing, and you looked up at him with wide eyes. As he explained, you intermittently nodded at him, your eyes flitting between his eyes and mouth. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach. He finished up his explanation and looked at you, his eyebrows lilted. You watched as he wet his lips. âAlright? You got it? Think you can do it?â He looked for your confirmation, to which you nodded fervently. You had never been particularly interested in weed before, but you really wanted to impress Ace.
 âY- yeah, I can do it,â you said, looking for his approval. You smiled up at him, your eyes wide and eager.
A large, warm hand rested on your knee. Ace smirked at you, âgood girl. Now, I need you to move here so itâs easier for you.â Before you could react, the brunette's large hands took yours, and you let him guide you off the couch to kneel between his legs. You faced him, looking up at him with your hands resting on your thighs. Nerves started itching at you again before he picked up the bong. âReady?â He wet his lips again, looking down at you.
âMhm, Iâm ready,â you nodded again. The anticipation made you so antsy to just do this. Ace flicked his lighter, but before he put the flame to the stem, he paused.
âI forgot to say,â he began, his eyes half lidded, âyou have to put your lips against my lips to take the hit.â A smirk graced his lips as he flicked the lighter again and lit up the bong. Your mouth parted slightly, your eyes wide as you just nod dumbly up at him. Ace took the hit, a mouth full of smoke as he gripped your chin in his large hand. He angled your face up towards his, thumb brushing over your bottom lip to silently ask you to open.Â
Your lips parted as he got closer to you, and you closed your eyes. When his lips touched yours, you felt yourself slightly jump but relax quickly as he inhaled the smoke into your mouth. You breathed in, the smell of weed and Ace filling your lungs. His lips were soft, and you briefly imagined kissing him before he pulled away. The smoke scratched at your throat when you breathed in, and you tried to hold the hit in your lungs as long as you could before you broke out into a coughing fit. The smoke was harsh on your throat, but you didnât anticipate that since Ace made it look easy and effortless. Coughs wracked your body, and you found your forehead resting on Aceâs knee as you tried to catch your bearings. His hand stroked your hair, and you heard his soft voice murmuring to you.
âGooooood girl. You're taking it so well,â he cooed. Aceâs large hand moved to your neck, cradling the back of your head and tugging slightly at your hair. You were pliant for him, letting him move you back so he could gaze down at you. His eyes were half lidded, and you could say he looked almost sleepy if it wasnât for a stark alertness in them. A bottle of water materialized in front of you.
You coughed a little more. âPlease, âm thirsty,â you whined for the water. Ace smirked, and god he looked like he wanted to eat you up.
The hand in your hair leaned your head back a little as Ace brought the bottle to your lips. You parted your lips for him, blushing at how intently he watched your mouth. âThere you go⊠open⊠so good at following directions,â he breathed. The bottle of water tipped a bit, and he poured the water into your mouth, feeding you. His thumb rubbed firmly against the back of your neck, and he smiled. âSwallow⊠yeah, thatâs it.â You looked up at him as you drank the water, small moans and noises coming from your throat as you drank greedily. A few drops of water dribbled down your chin before Ace pulled the bottle away, his thumb brushing away the droplets and dragging slightly against your cheek. âAtta girl, so good for your first time.âÂ
Ace drew away from you, the thumb that wiped the water from your lips coming to his mouth. You felt frozen as you watched his thumb disappear between his lips, seeing his pink tongue lick lazily over the digit. An ache formed in your abdomen as you knelt, entranced as you watched him lap at his thumb. You didnât even realize the way your mouth parted and your breathing got heavier, the weed slowly hitting you and relaxing your boundaries and awareness. âF- fuck,â you whined, your face getting red as you realize you just moaned out loud. Aceâs eyes met yours, mischievous. You watched as he cocked his head to the side, raising one of his eyebrows.
âYeah? You like that?â he hummed, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees. Your faces were so close. All you could do was nod, you were speechless. Ace smiled, âyou want some more?â You nodded again, quickly. Anything to get him to touch you again. He chuckled, his hand cradling your head once more. âCute. Open your mouth for me.âÂ
Your lips parted in anticipation of more water, before you saw him lift the bottle to his own lips. There was barely any time to register what was happening before Ace took a mouthful of water into his own mouth and leaned down to your mouth. His lips were on yours and you felt a gush of liquid enter your mouth as he transferred the water to you. A moan bubbled up from your lips as you swallowed against him, your lips still touching. You felt Ace smirking against your mouth at your moan, and that was enough for you to abandon all shame and inhibitions.Â
In one fluid motion, you gripped his thighs and pushed yourself up into him, kissing him messily. Your body stretched up to meet his mouth, and you devoured him like you were starved. The kiss was wet from the water, but neither of you cared, relishing the feeling of your tongues sliding against each other. Whines and moans escaped your mouth as your lips greedily mashed against his. His name escaped your mouth in a whimper, and Ace chuckled against you. âHa, so needy⊠Câmere,â he murmured, biting at your lip before pulling back.
Ace bent down and wrapped his hands around your ass, cupping your cheeks as he pulled you up into his lap. Both of your legs rested on either side of his thighs as he squeezed you firmly. Your skirt bunched up around your hips, and you desperately pressed your lips back to his, whimpering and whining as your teeth knocked against his. If you were sober, you probably wouldâve worried that Ace could feel your inexperience, but you were so desperate for him that it didnât even cross your mind. You just wanted, needed, him more than anything. Aceâs hands wandered up your ass, gripping your waist and pressing you down into his lap. You gasped, feeling his hard length against your panties.
âAhh,â you whined, your eyes wide as you stare at him. A blush spread down your neck as you felt Ace pressing himself up against you. A whimper left your lips as the brunetteâs large hands moved your hips, grinding you down against his cock. âA- AceâŠâ
You saw Ace concentrating, letting out shaky breaths as your clothed cunt rubbed against him, his bottom lip sucked between his teeth. His hands squeezed your waist and you felt his deep voice radiate through your chest as he asked, âYou ever done this before?â
A shiver shot down to your stomach, and your face burned. You looked up at Ace, eyes wide and mouth parted as you breathed heavily. Aceâs half lidded gaze made you feel naked, bare before him, the way his dark eyes saw straight through you. âUh uh,â you shook your head, knowing that he already knew the answer. Ace smiled, one of his hands snaking up your side to touch your breast.Â
âDonât worry, cutie, youâre doing great,â he praised you, thumb skimming over your hardened nipple that peeked through your shirt. Your eyes fluttered shut at the contact, the foreign feelings sending shocks right between your thighs. As Aceâs hand moved back down to your waist, you felt yourself losing yourself in the feelings. Your body moved on its own, your high making everything more sensitive. Every time his bulge brushed against your clothed clit, a moan slipped through your mouth. Ace felt it too, sensitive and wanting as he rhythmically pressed himself into you. His quiet moans and sounds went right to your cunt, and you could feel your wetness soaking through your panties.Â
You felt Aceâs hands move down your waist to your skirt, tugging slightly at the hem. âMay I?â he asked. His knuckles skimmed against the outside of your thighs.
âP- please, Ace, please,â you begged, needy as you grinded against him. Ace smirked as his hands dipped under your skirt, gripping your thighs. Itâs so sensitive, the way his hands danced against the delicate skin of your inner thighs. Your head slumped over, your forehead resting on his shoulder as you whined against him. All of the sensations were so new and amplified and overwhelming in the best way. Your hands rested against his bare chest. âOh⊠god,â you moaned out when you felt his thumb brush against your panties.Â
âFuck⊠youâre so wet. Is this all for me?â he asked you, smirking and rubbing his thumb more insistently against you. âYou respond so well to me, pretty.âÂ
You felt yourself get lost in the sensations, your mouth parted as you pant against his shoulder. âI need you to do something for me,â he urged. Aceâs hands disappeared from your body and you whimpered at the loss of contact, looking up at him with wide eyes. He smiled down at you, kissing you and biting at your bottom lip. His hands found yours, and he moved them to your skirt hem before pulling back. âI wanna see. Hold this up for me, alright?â You nodded, using both of your hands to pull your skirt up. Aceâs gaze darkened as he watched you expose yourself to him, shuddering as he watched your white cotton panties rub against his hard on.Â
âP- please Ace, please⊠do something. Please,â you begged, your eyes squeezed tight as you grinded down desperately. Ace was flushed and panting as he watched you move. His hands gripped your thighs again, moving upwards along your sensitive skin. You felt his thumbs press against you though your panties, slowly and arduously rubbing your slit.Â
âLike that? Is that what you want, angel?â he crooned, his voice breathy with want. You clenched the skirt in your hands, bucking your hips for more friction. It was so frustrating, you wanted more but it was so embarrassing to ask. Your face was flushed, eyes shut tight and breathing heavy. Ace couldnât take his eyes off you, mesmerized by how responsive you were. âGod⊠you look so cute like this.â
His thumb moved quickly across the wet spot on your panties, Aceâs gaze on where he touched you through your clothed cunt. A smirk crossed his face as he dragged his thumb up, brushing the digit over your clit. âAh, fuck, Ace!â you cried out, clenching around nothing. You heard his breathing grow ragged as he watched you shudder as he rubbed circles through your panties. âPlease, please please, AceâŠâ you chanted, so desperately needing more.
You heard Ace mutter under his breath, sighing out a breathy âfuckâ before sliding your panties to the side and dipping two fingers into your slit. âYou're so wet, so good for me,â Ace groaned. If he couldâve gotten any harder, he wouldâve. He pulled his fingers off of you, moving them to his mouth and tasting you, moaning around his fingers as he greedily sucked them. You watched him, confused and turned on as his soft tongue worked its way around the digits. Ace opened his mouth, eyeing your expression.
âThatâs⊠weird,â you breathed, the action being completely foreign to you.
Ace chuckled around his fingers before pulling them out of his mouth. âNah, you taste delicious. Here,â he offered you his fingers, pushing them in your mouth before you could protest. âSuck.âÂ
His fingers pressed against your tongue as you hesitantly sucked them, the taste of yourself on his skin was interesting but not bad. The moan that Ace let out was unholy, his head leaned back as your tongue swirled around his digits.
âGod,â he moaned, pulling his fingers out and returning them to your cunt. The middle finger dragged through your slit and pressed against your hole. âYou ready?â he asked, checking in with you that this was still okay.Â
You nodded, still holding up your skirt as Ace watched his finger sink into you. The feeling was so strange, but it was so enjoyable and you moaned out loudly. Ace wanted nothing more but to bury his cock in you as soon as possible. Slowly, he pumped his finger, letting you adjust to the feeling. Ace could feel you shaking. âHow does it feel?â he asked, wanting to gauge your reaction.
âHaa, so good, so good AceâŠâ you whined, feeling yourself move against his finger. âWant more⊠pleaseâŠâ
Ace grinned widely, slowly pushing a second finger into you. âYour wish is my command,â he murmured, still hazy from his high. It was so hot to him how needy you were, how bad you wanted him. He fucked his fingers into you at a quicker pace as he watched your chest rise and fall as you panted. âGod.. you're so pretty on my fingers,â he praised you, watching you grind against him harder in response.Â
âI- I wantâŠâ you whined, flushing dark. âAce⊠P- pleaseâŠâ One of your hands dropped your skirt, moving down to touch his clothed cock, rubbing a thumb against the shaft.
âF- fuck⊠God... Youâre so perfect for me,â he moaned, his eyes fluttering shut. You watched as he used one hand to undo his pants, pulling his cock out. It was thick, with dark hair at the base. A moan escaped your mouth as you clenched down around his fingers, making Ace grin. âYeah? Like what you see?â
He pulled his fingers out of you, using your wetness to slick his cock. One of your hands wandered down to meet his, touching him as he stroked himself. You felt him take your hand and place it on his cock, wrapping his hand around yours to show you how he likes it. Aceâs head leaned back with the sensation of your hand on his cock, moaning out your name and mumbling about how perfect you felt on him.
âMm, Ace⊠want you⊠pleaseâŠâ you whined. One of his hands gripped your waist, adjusting you so you hovered right over him.
âKeep holding that skirt up⊠Wanna seeâŠâ Ace mumbled, need ravaging his brain. He pushed you down a little so he could run the tip of his cock through the wetness of your cunt. âFuck, so wet for me.â
You struggled to hold the skirt up, trembling as he pressed against your hole. âA- Ace,â you whined as the hand on your waist pushed you lower, feeling the head of his cock push into you. His eyes were glued to the sight, loving watching himself enter you.
Ace breathed out, whispering a string of âfuck,â âso good,â and âso tight.â You sank down on him slowly, inch by inch as he filled you. âBreathe, make sure to breathe,â he reminded you and probably reminded himself as well. Your cunt squeezed around him, he was so thick as he bottomed out in you. Ace held you against him as you adjusted to the feeling of being full. âYouâre doing so good for me, there you go,â he murmured.Â
He started slowly, shallowly fucking up into you as you whined and moaned. The sensation was so new but so good, the head of his cock dragging against the sensitive spot in your cunt. Every time he filled you completely, the base of his cock bumped against your clit, sending fireworks down to your toes. You clenched around him every time, egging him on. âOh, god, fuck Ace⊠feels so good⊠âm so full⊠pleaseâŠâÂ
Ace felt himself losing his composure at the whines and moans you made, wanting to fuck you hard and fast. The way you were so innocent and willing made him want to absolutely ruin you. He started pulling you down as he fucked up into you, lightly at first, but slowly moving you faster. You felt your head slump forward, blissed out with the quick and rough thrusts. A small string of drool dripped from the corner of your mouth as you panted.
âHa, fuckâŠâ Ace groaned as he watched his cock thrust in and out of you. He could feel himself getting closer, so he moved a thumb to your clit and rubbed circles on it as he fucked you. He built up your orgasm quickly, and you could feel yourself tensing up. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes and you rocked yourself against him, bouncing yourself on his cock. The sensations were so much, the feeling of fullness when he bottomed out, the thumb on your clit, even the lingering high made you feel good and sensitive.
âPlease, pleaseâŠâ you whined. You were so close.
âCâmon baby, I wanna feel you cum around me,â he moaned, feeling you tighten around him.Â
A few more thrusts and you were cumming hard, clenching down on his cock and crying out. âGod, fuck. Ace, Iâm cumming. âS so good. Fuck,â you moaned, stringing together words and mumbled nonsense as you rode the feeling out against him.
âSo fucking perfect,â Ace gritted out as he gripped your waist harshly. He held you up as he pounded into you, fucking you with abandon. You cried as you slumped against him, overstimulated. âSo good, you feel so fucking good, god, fuck,â he whimpered, pulling out of you and cumming all over your thighs. You felt his shallow breaths against your neck as you both laid there, spent and exhausted.Â
Both of you were sticky and wet. After a moment, you felt Ace lift you and carry you to the bathroom. He sat you on the counter, getting a warm, damp washcloth and wiping you off. You felt boneless, slightly slumped over but more clean. Ace pushed your hair back behind your ear, kissing your cheek. âHow are you feeling?â he asked. You couldnât really formulate a response, nodding your head and grunting out an affirmative noise. He chuckled at you.Â
âYou did so good for your first time. Let me take you home, I donât think youâre gonna be much help studying today,â Ace smirked. âGuess that means youâll have to come back later this week.â
Witchesâwhat a strange concept! Those were stories that drunk pirates passed around when it came to sharing stories, myths, and urban legends to scare others. The sea was vast, and Ace himself had encountered strange things in his time as a pirate. But nothing was stranger than this very moment as he read his motherâs diary.
The old man, Garp, had been kind enough to answer Ace's inquiry as if he had anything that belonged to his deceased mother. Never in a million years would Ace have thought his mother was a witch. He just thought she had a will of steel to hold him in for as long as she had. Not that she had witch blood running through her veins or that she had come from a long line of witches in her family for generations.
Aceâs black eyes scanned over her words; even his motherâs handwriting seemed delicate. Before they widened as he reread his motherâs words over and over again in disbelief,
"Ace, my dear son, someday you will find this journal and you will learn about my blood line. In my journal, I have left a ritual for you to speak to the dead in case something ends up happening to me. But there is a catch: you can only cast it on Halloween night at exactly the witching hour."
He wasn't sure how well it would work. He didn't even believe in witches, much less the fact that he was a witch in turn. But he had so many questions for his mother and, hell, even his father. He wanted to scream at him until his breath was blue for leaving him and his mother behind. For being born as his child and everything he had been through because of his father. He wanted him to know all the awful things people said about him.
He was thankful Halloween was tomorrow, but he couldn't shake the anxiety he was feeling at the very thought of this even working at all. He didn't even know what he would say to them. He couldn't help but think about whether his mother would be proud of the man he had become. He wanted to meet her so badly that he took her last name as a way to honor her life. To thank her for bringing him into this world.
Ace couldn't help but be filled with this anxiety in his chest, bubbling up all day. He could hardly focus on anything. He wasn't able to sleep last night with the thoughts of what would happen tonight plaguing his mind.
"Are you alright, boy? You seem kind of off today." Pops couldn't help but ask; it just wasn't like Ace to be so fidgety like this. Much less hardly eating any of the meals he usually did.
Ace jolted, "Oh no, I didn't mean to worry, you pops; I just have a lot on my mind. All I'll be better tomorrow; no need to worry." He flashed him one of those boyish smiles of his as he rubbed the back of his head with a low chuckle.
"If you insist, I will check on you in the morning, but you can come to me if there is something going on." Whitebeard said, moving his large hand to ruffle Aceâs black, wavy hair.
Ace wanted to tell Whitebeard he did, but how exactly was he supposed to blurt out that he was a witch or at least had witch blood flowing in his veins? Much less how anyone would believe that.
"Thank you, pops. I'll talk to you later. I have to, uh, go clean!â he said, scurrying away. Leaving as quickly as possible, he had to get everything ready for the raid and somehow sneak some things from the kitchen.
Whitebeard raised an eyebrow watching his second division commander run away from him like that. How oddHe couldn't help but think. It didn't even sound like Ace would be coming to the Halloween parties he so loved to go to. It was just an excuse for him to talk about his younger brother, Luffy, the whole time.
Ace snuck his way into the kitchen. He felt so relieved that thatch was busy trying to set up the buffet for the party happening right now. Normally, he would guard the kitchen like a guard dog from Ace. In case the Mera user decided to have an early Halloween snack, it wasn't unusual for him to sneak food.
Ace gulped as he looked both ways through the hallways before he rushed to his bedroom, locking the door behind him. He had to get this right; this was the only day he could do this. If he got it wrong, he would have to wait another year, and frankly, he didn't think he could wait that long.Â
"Alright, here goes nothing, I guess. What's the worst that can happen?â Ace mumbled to himself as he set up the ritual on his floor. It was going to be a pain in the ass to clean it up later.Â
He took shaky deep breaths before he hit his cheeks lightly. "Get a grip," he grumbled before he set the ritual according to what his mother left him.
His black brows furrowed after a couple of moments, but nothing happened. He did it perfectly, so why hasn't it worked? He let out a heavy sigh. Honestly, what was he expecting? He turned his back to get stuff cleaned. Only for just right then, and there was a heavy gush of wind knocking over a few of his books, and a gentle woman's voice came through
, "Is that you ace?"
ort â I am your mother am I not I would feel honored if you called me momâ
Ace swore he could feel his heart still as he turned around, fully seeing a woman with blonde hair and freckles. She looked exactly like she did in the pictures Garp had given him. He was so focused on his mother that he hardly heard his fatherâs voice next. "What's with the long face, my boy?"Â
Ace shook his head as he walked closer to him. He wasn't sure what overtook him, but he ran right into his motherâs arms. Tears welling up in his eyes,You're really here,â he couldn't stop the tears from flowing down his freckled cheeks.
Rogue eyes were wide before her face softened up into a smile as she wrapped her arms tightly around her son. "Of course I am here. You called me my son. I have been wanting to talk to you for so many years,â she said in a soft voice, almost breathless as she watched her son cry into her.Â
Roger and Rogue shared a look before Ace moved his hands, wiping at his eyes. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cry, but I just... I couldn't help myself, mom. Wait, is it okay if I call you that?"
rogue couldn't help but snort. Before she smiled again moving her hand to tilt aceâs chin up â I would love for you to call me mom..hearing it comes from you feels me with joy..I just wish I could have been there for you growing up â
Aceâs lower lip trembled as he felt his throat dry before he felt he was able to say, "It wasn't your fault, mom.â
He leaned into the hand that she put on his face. "I donât remember anything, not for a moment. I was happy for the time I got to spend with you while I was pregnant, and I've been watching over you all these years. I'm so proud of the man my son has become,â she said.
Ace could feel how much his hands were shaking despite the fact they were clutched onto his motherâs shirt. â You're proud of me?â his voice said in a whisper almost like he couldn't picture his mother actually being proud of her
Ace suddenly paused as her words fully hit him â..wait you said you,'ve been watching over me..does that mean youâŠthat you both heard me talk about ..well my dad' ' he couldn't help but ask. Would his father hate him for how he felt about him?
Roger stepped closer to Ace putting an arm around his shoulder leaning down a little bit so he was closer to his son;s height. â I did hear the things you said about me, but I was never angry with you my precious boy, I was angry with how people treated you just for being my son..but ace you were my greatest treasure far greater than the one piece, I,m sorry I wasn't there to raise you with your motherâ. Roger said as his large hand moved pushing black hair out of aceâs eyes
â I am so proud that you're my son, I donât think I could be any prouder than I am of you right nowâ Roger said with that big goofy smile of his.
â you don't hate me..neither of you do?â he couldn't help but to blurt out  â Of course not we love you Ace , your everything we ever wanted in a Sonâ rogue spoke first as she pulled ace closer to her letting him feel the warmth coming from her
His father spoke next â itâs just as your mother said we love you Ace and we always willâ Roger said as he wrapped his arms around his wife and his son. How he wished he could have seen Ace grow uo, take his first steps, say his first words. And of how he wished he could have taught Ace so much .. he wanted to be a dad more than anything. But at least right now he knew Garp had done a good job with his boy and that was more than enough for Roger; it gave him comfort and relief.
â Ace My son , Our time is coming to a end , the ritual only allows for a couple of moments since your a beginner keep practicing any of the spells in my notebook and as you get better well be able to talk much much longer and stay with you, the next time we meet I promise I will tell you how me and your father metâ: Rogue said with a sad smile
Roger lips curled up â itâs quite the story , We will see you next halloween but remember we will always watching over you, and keep a eye on my old friend whitebeard there man doesn't take care of himself i swearâ roger said with a chuckle
â I promise..i love you toâ ace found himself saying as he felt their warmth fading until they were gone. Ace felt himself crumble to his eyes before a smile crossed his lips he wiped at his still teary eyes
â Guess I have to get better for next halloween right? Mom and dadâ he whispered to himself
Sabo, you do know we are on a mission, right?â the brown hair girl questioned as she stared down at him on the ground.
âCome on, donât be that way, Koala. Just sit down and have fun!â. He said with a giant smile crossing his lips, staring up at her from his spot amongst the blue and orange flowers under his body.
Her brown brows furrowed as she crossed her arms.âWe have work to do, thatâs the whole reason we are out here in the first place,â she said, sounding exasperated with the man. She leaned down closer to their faces, so close to each other yet so far away.
âCome on Sabo, we do not have time for thisââ she tried to say, only to let out a loud âOOFâ as Sabo grabbed her wrist, yanking her right into his lap, his arms around her waist and his chin on her shoulder.
âDonât be like that, mh? Maybe you're jealous that I'm paying attention to the flowers more than you?â
She sat there wide-eyed, feeling the back of her neck and her ears growing hot as the blush dusted across her cheeks.
He put a finger to his lips âYou know, what if we made flower crowns? I know you have always wanted to make one. Could it be our thing?â he suggested with that dumb cheerful voice of his.
Koala let out a sigh of defeat: she knew she had to admit she lost the game with that stubborn man.
âFine. But we canât stay here too long, you knowâ. She said, turning around and pinching his round cheeks.
âUh-huh, you say so, but you had made no move to get out of my lap,â he teased the poor brown-haired woman.
He moved his large hands and placed a bunch of orange butterfly weeds and a bundle of blue bluebells in her much smaller and cute hand
âLetâs use these, Koala!â He suggested to her before her brown eyes glanced down at the bundle.
â Hey Sabo, do you know what these flowers mean?â she asked him, her face feeling hot. She knew that Sabo knew those flowers and what they meant, but so did she.
âNope, not a clue. Why donât you tell me?â He asked in a light but teasing manner, the same he always does when he already knows the answer to the question he asked.
Part of her was certain that he just liked to hear her talk. She let out a heavy sigh, tilting her head back to look up at him from her position.
âButterfly weeds are supposed to represent joy, while it is said that Bluebells are the flowers of undying loveâ.
She could hardly get out with how much she was stammering from her own embarrassment, it was just a coincidence that these were the flowers he had grabbed.
He queried with a blonde brow âOh really? Had no idea but I think it fits us. Butterfly weed makes me think of you, it almost matches your hair,â He said as he took a strand of her brown hair and brought it up to his lips, leaving a kiss on the lock between his fingers.
Koala stared up at him with wide eyes. Did he like her? Her brain could not wrap around the thought of the very idea that stubborn idiotic Sabo liked her the same way she loved him. It almost felt as if her heart was about to physically burst out of her chest at that exact moment. She could not handle another act like this or she would lose it or, even worse, do something embarrassing again (like the last time she had tried to confess to him, but she ended up telling him âHappy Mondayâ).
She was interrupted by her thoughts as she felt his finger pinching her cheek.
âEarth to Koala, where did you go?â He cooed in her ear, only to jolt when she flung her arm in surprise and hit him on his cheek.
She sulked seeing the red mark on his face and waved her arms frantically âI am so so sorry Sabo, I swear it wasnât on purpose! I must have spaced out and then you scared me so I just actedââ
Sabo let out a laugh before he grabbed her waving hands âHey careful, youâll mess up the flowers there. But if youâre really sorry then⊠how about kissing me?â
She and Sabo had locked eyes in complete silence for what felt like a solid hour before he puckered his lips.
âCome on, you hit me hard!â he baited, only to find himself blinking when she leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek.
Well, that really was his fault, wasn't it? He never directly said where she could kiss him. But she was so cute he just wanted to grab her face and kiss her.
Saboâs lips curled up into one of his sunshine smiles, but Koala could not raise her eyes to look up at him. She was almost glad she was sitting in his lap like this, mostly because it was harder to turn around and look at him.
âI thought we were making flower crowns?â
âWe are, I'm gonna show you how right now. You have your flowers, right?â
Sabo placed his own flowers next to the ground beside him, his fingers brushing over the flowers in her hands.
âFirst, we are going to braid the flowers like this,â he explained, showing her how to twist and braid the vines of the flowers together. Koala watched as her hands tried to copy his movements.
Sabo was really good at everything he did, sometimes it felt like everything came so easy to him. But what she did not know was that he forced Betty and Ivankov to teach him for months: there were times it almost felt like he would never be able to do it, he even went as far as to practice in his spare time on missions.
Koala let out a groan of frustration as another one of her vines tore and snapped the crown she was making.
âThis is not fair, how are you so good at this? I'm never gonna get this Sabo, this is the fourth time!â She said dejectedly as she hung her head down. Sabo could have sworn he saw little rain clouds floating over her.
âHey now, donât be like that, you'll get it. I had to have others teach me. Here, just follow me once more, okay? It does not need to be perfect at all.â
â...I guess you are right for once.â
He rolled his eyes despite the laugh that left his lips. He held her hands once more this time moving her fingers, helping her braid the vines. Koalaâs brown eyes widened seeing how they weaved into the tight braids Sabo was showing her. After a couple of long moments, Sabo smiled widely âAhah! There we go, all doneâ.
He held out the lovely flower crown gleaming under the sunlight: the lovely Bluebells and the orange butterfly weeds just made them seem all the more enchanting as he placed the crown on the top of her head.
He sucked in a sharp breath, his face glowing alight. She was beautiful, how had he really never noticed before was beyond him. His lower lip trembling âSabo, are you okay? Youâre shakingâŠâ Koala asked with worry in those big doe brown eyes of hers.
âH-huh. Sorry, I got lost in my thoughtsâ, He said, his voice having a little edge of nervousness to it.
She quirked a brow since when did Sabo get lost in his own head? He was the type to act first and think later more than often.
âYou big liar, what terrible scheme are you brewing now.â
âWhy do I have to be scheming anything?! Canât I just enjoy spending time with my best friend?â He asked with a tone of amusement laced in his words.
Koala narrowed her eyes âThat makes me trust you even less. Just spit it out, Sabo, it canât be that bad.â
Sure how was he supposed to blurt out that he finally saw her as a girl he had never really considered one? He was so sure she would freak out on him but, if he really had to pinpoint when this started, it would have to be on the last job they did together, where they had to pose as a married couple.
Sabo was never one to think of marriage, he really didnât care about relationships nor did he have the time to partake. But with Koala, part of him wanting to see her in a pretty white dress⊠the idea became more and more stuck in his head.
He was pulled out of his fantasy by Koala pulling on his cheeks âHey, I am talking to you! First, you drag me out here while we are working and now you're ignoring me. What is the matter with you ?!â
âLetâs get married!â He blurted out, giving the poor woman whiplash from how fast she whipped her head around to face him.
âWHAT?!â she exclaimed with wide-darting eyes, feeling like the wind was knocked right out of her chest. Her face resembled one of those ripe cherry tomatoes that they had growing on the base.
Sabo at this point just about was ready to surrender himself to the navy rather than deal with trying to come back from what he just said out loud. He rubbed the black of his golden locks
âAh, did I say that out loud?â He asked with the hope he really had not.
âYou did and you have not explained yourself!â
He gulped with a nervous expression as he could feel the sweat on his forehead. Well, crap, he would just have to bite the bullet, wouldnât he?
Sabo turned his body so he was facing her before he grabbed her round face, which made her stare and let out a sound as he leaned closer. A sound of surprise, when his soft lips pressed on her own smaller ones.
Koala felt like the wind had knocked out of her body once more. She moved her hands, gripping his shoulders. The kiss felt so right and something out of a fairytale. Her body felt so light as if she was dreaming the whole thing up. If you had told her four days ago when she left with Sabo that he would have kissed her, she would obviously have laughed it off.
When he pulled away and the air came back to her lungs, she turned a scarlet color âS-Sabo! What was that?!â
A cheeky smile crossed that handsome face of his âWell Koala, that was a kiss. I did not realize you didn't know what that was.â
â Now is not the time to get smart, Sabo,â she cried out with tears threatening to bubble up. There was no way Sabo really liked her, he was playing a cruel joke on her!
Upon seeing her tears, he jolted âH-hey, did you hate it that much?â
âItâs cruel to play with a girlâs feelings, you know? You're being a jerk!â She said as the tears rolled down her round cheeks.
Sabo moved his hands, his thumbs wiping her tears away â I should have made myself clear Koala. I am not pulling a prank, I am in love with you. I have always been since we met.â
Koala kept getting whiplash at his words âW-what⊠Why, there are so many girls who are in love with you, Sabo. So tell me, why me?!â
âWhy you? Why not you Koala, I donât want anyone but you.â
Her lower lip trembled as she gulped âYou really feel that way?â
âOf course I do, haven't ever said anything I don't mean Koala. You are the most beautiful girl I know, inside and out.â
â Why have you never said anything until now?â
Sabo let out a laugh âI tried, but you kept misunderstanding me. Still, you haven't answered me either, do you like me?â
She placed her hands over the top of his warm calloused ones. âI doâŠI love you, I thought you didnât like me.â
His blue eyes widened before he softened. âThen⊠After this job, letâs go on a date, mhm?â
âSounds like a plan, be on time for once.â
âI wouldn't dream of being late.â
Sabo let out a breathy sigh as he looked out across the street towards the Bakery his childhood friend owned. âTeddy bear pastriesâ was such a Koala thing to name her bakery.
He almost jolted, falling back in his chair as it tipped dangerously low to the floor when he heard the door of his floral shop slam right open as the girl he had been thinking about stormed in, the door shut right when she stood up to the front.
âSabo!â She exclaimed, her hands slamming on the counter and a pout on her lips which he couldn't help but be drawn.
Her voice raised suddenly, "are you even listening??"
Without realizing it, he'd been so distracted by her that he hadn't heard what she had started saying.
âSorry sorry, what?â Sabo offered to raise his hands in his defense.
âYou forgot you promised to come and try the new snacks on the menu at the bakery, you big jerk!â
His blue eyes widened and he could feel the sweat on the back of his neck. Ah, crap, he really had forgotten about that: he had been so busy helping Ace at his firework stand it slipped his mind.
âI am so sorry Koala, let me make it up to you,â he said with a nervous smile on his face, anticipating her to hit him.
She put her finger to her lip, thinking it over âOkay, then you will come by after your shift, got it?!â Donât you dare forget this time. I mean it, Sabo!â.
âI wouldn't dare to miss it, swear on my flower shop,â he said with a laugh before he gasped.
âStay right there, Koala!â
She could only stare when he jumped up from his stool, which fell to the ground with a loud clunk as he ran into the backroom. What on earth was he even doing right now? Koala never could figure out what was going on in that thick skull head of his.
She jolted hearing loud crashes from the back room. She winced that sounded painful almost âEr⊠Sabo, are you alright?â she called out, peaking over the counter with a nervous expression on her face.
âHold on!â he called out with more loud bangs echoing in the room.
The door finally slammed open as he ran out with his hands behind his back with a charming grin on his face.
âThis better not be like the whoopie pie,â she said.
âNope, it's even better!â He said, pulling out a bouquet behind his back, pushing the pink peonies, the red roses and the pink tulips in her hands.
Her eyes widened as she looked down at them, hiding her face in them to cover up the vibrant pink hue across her round cheeks.
âDo you like them?â he asked with a chuckle.
âThey're beautiful, Thank you!â she stammered out. Why would he give her flowers? Did he like her the same way she did to him?
Sabo rubbed the back of his blonde hair. âI just thought they suited you, thatâs all. And I know how you always are whining. I never give you flowers for the bakery.â
She blinked when he had actually been listening to her when she was upset with him for giving flowers to literally everyone else but her. She moved her hand touching the petals before she brought the bundle up to her nose and she inhaled the sweet scent of the flowers.
âI love them, Sabo. They smell wonderful, I'll put them in the shop when I leave here.â She whispered to herself as she held the flowers close to her chest and eyed him with eyes full of affection and longing.
He reached across the counter and cupped her cheek up âGood, a beautiful girl needs beautiful flowers.â
She almost dropped the flowers in her hands to cover her face. Thankfully she had a good grip as she tried to hide behind the flowers âStop saying stuff like that before I think you're trying to hit on me or something,â she called out from the flowers.
âAnd what if I am?â He blurted out before his whole face went into a flame, just like the fires his brother fought.
Oh god, had he really just said that out loud even worse. That was not how he wanted to tell her he was trying to ask her out in the first place! He almost face palmed why he was such an idiot.
Koala peeked up from the flowers. All he could see was those round brown eyes of hers. They always reminded him of honey if he was honest. âAre you hitting on me?â she managed to squeak out.
He almost wanted to laugh or scream âAh yes, I have been for years but you never noticeâŠâ He mumbled with a shy smile on his face and he let out an awkward cough.
Well, since this was out in the open, he might as well take his shot.
He grabbed both of her hands with his âKoala, will you go on a date with me? You're welcome to slap me if you donât feel the same way and I overstepped.â
She let out a loud gasp gripping his hands. He liked her back?! âWhy didn't you say anything earlier, you dummy?! I've liked you since junior high, how could you be so dense and never notice it?â She questioned him on his own stupidity: it was almost astounding.
â I didnât hear a no from you,â he announced before he looked at her nervously, knowing he hated it when she was quiet like this: it always scared him he was either in a lot of trouble or she was going to cry.
âYes, Iâll go on a date with you, you big oaf.â she said with a smile curling on her lips.
He leapt over the counter and wrapped his arms around her waistâ Really?! Youâll go on one with me! It will be the best date youâve ever gone on in history! Iâm a man of my wordâ.
~~~
Koala tapped her fingers nervously on the bar counter of the bakery. She looked down at the basket, where a koala bear made out of bread was wrapped in plastic with a red ribbon: she had made this a thousand times so why was she so nervous about this? This time was no different, other than the fact she and Sabo were going on a date today. It still felt like a dream she could hardly believe.
Koala threw the basket up in the air when the door opened and a loud ching-ching sound filled her shop. She caught the basket and held it to her chest. She let out a sigh of relief.
It was now or never since she had already planned to confess to Sabo with this basket tomorrow. But he had asked her out already, so she turned on her heel and walked toward him shoving the basket into his chest. âH-here take it!â
Sabo stumbled back, barely catching himself from the force she pushed in his chest. His eyes glanced down. As he looked at the sand colored koala bear.with what looked like editable chocolate for the eyes., how cute âthis is really adorable, was this the new item you wanted me to try the other day?â
Koala felt her face burning nice and hot. âJ-just try it already! You were begging me for bread.â
Sabo raised his hands as a small sly smile crossed his lips. âHow can I possibly say no to thatâ. He jested at her before he opened the package. He took a bite out of the koala-shaped bread.âOh wow, this is really good! Is this strawberry filling?â He asked with a grin.
âY-yeah, I remember you said I needed more stuff with strawberries that aren't sold out.â
Sabo moved his fingers and brought up a piece to her lips. âHere you have a bite too. I would feel guilty if I am the only one eating.â
She could feel herself staring. Has Sabo always had such a sweet smile?âO-okay, I will. But what do you have planned for our date? if you still wanted to goâŠâ
â Huh? Of course I still want to go, sillyâ He assured, poking her forehead the same way he always did when she had self-doubt. She moved her hands up, touching her forehead âYou never said what we are doing.â
Sabo cocked his head to the side before he cupped her cheek up. âHey donât worry. I promise you this will be an amazing date weâre going to that amusement park youâve been begging me to go with for weeks now.â
Koalaâs brown eyes went wide. âWill you really want to take me there? I thought you couldnât afford to go.â
He rubbed the back of his blonde hair âAh, about that, truthfully I lied. I was saving up for it, so I could ask you to go with me. I didn't want to go with Ace or Luffy, I wanted to go with you.â
Koala blinked at the man who would drop anything to go see his brothers and actually waited just for her to go together. She felt the tears welling up for a moment before she let out a laugh as she wiped them. âYouâre such a dork,â she said between laughs.
âWhat can I say? I am a man of my word. I did promise I would take you some day, I got us the VIP tickets so we donât have to wait in lines.â
â You thought of everything, didn't you? I donât think I have ever seen you put so much thought into something before.â
Sabo blinked, borderline offended. âHey! whatâs that supposed to mean?â
âYou act first rather than think it over, you know,â Koala said with a raised eyebrow.
âWell, I canât really be mad, you got me there. But come on, we should go missing daylight. I know for a fact you're going to get scared on the roller coasters."
Koala gasped âI am not! If anyone is going to get scared it will be you!You cried when we watched that horror movie together and stayed at my apartment,â she reminded him, puffing her cheeks out and pouting.
Sabo had to take a moment to compose himself, she was just way too cute when she pouted like that.
âHaha you're right, I did but so did you.â He mused out loud before he put an arm around her shoulder, bringing Koala closer to him as he led her out of her shop and turned the open sign to closed after they shut the door.
It felt nice like this: just the two of them, walking together. When he had met Koala all those years ago he never really pictured them being as close as they were. Much less going on their first date together:there had been times in both of their lives they could have met and fallen for someone else but that never really happened. Maybe they were always meant to be together, like it was the universeâs way of telling them.
But for now, Sabo wouldnât worry too much about that, he had too much to worry about such as thinking of how to make her feel nothing but happy on this date.
