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ashleyh713fanfics · 10 months ago

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Dazai X Odasaku!Sister "Timeless" P2

Hello! I've been writing for awhile but this is the first time writing bsd. I gave Oda's sister a name but I'll do a version with y/n if that's more your speed. Synopsis: After Odasaku's death Dazai searches for a way to fulfill his last request but doesn't know where to start. That is until he meets Odasaku's mysterious little sister. Warnings: Usual bsd warnings. Murder, talks of death and suicide, Dazai being a sociopath. Part 2/3

Read Part One Here: https://www.tumblr.com/auranova713/741634729746612224/dazai-x-odasakusister-timeless-p1

Another one of his victims' screams filled the space before he was silenced permanently as Dazai blankly put his gun back into his holster before exiting the room in pure silence. Mori had given him extra work to “keep his mind busy” in order to not attempt another suicide in the wake of Odasaku’s death but the boy just found it boring.

In fact, he found everything boring. The guy he was torturing didn’t even show him anything interesting. He didn’t make any fun expressions or say anything of note. It was all just run of the mill screaming and cursing. Sigh.

Moving out into the hallway, the boy then wandered into the next place on his schedule in order to go inside the meeting room and slump into the chair with a childish groan. “Mori, I’m bored. That guy was the worstttt.”

The mafia boss only chuckled though, his fingers resting under his chin like they usually did. “Apologies Dazai. I’ll make sure to find you something more interesting to play with next time.”

Pouting his lips, the boy frowned. “You’re just saying that so I won’t attempt another suicide again. It’s not fair! You sneaky man. So evil.”

Once again, Mori only laughed, already used to Dazai’s dark words. “You aren’t wrong there. I guess I just wanted to bring you back to your usual self after you’ve been off the last week. Of course I know why but I need my executive to remain sharp.”

Giving the man a warning eye for a split second at the vague mention of Oda, the boy then quickly threw it away in order to kick his feet under the table. “Ughhh fine. This meeting better be interesting at least.”

Spoiler alert, the meeting wasn’t interesting in the slightest. They just talked about a string of uprisings in the area that were challenging the port mafia. Blah blah basic stuff really.

See, this was the problem with Dazai. His world always spun far too fast for anyone to comprehend. It was like everyone else was constantly moving at a snail's pace and the boy found it a pain to slow down even for a millisecond.

He was sharp, calculating and observant, more than anyone else could be. And in a way he wished that wasn’t the case, finding the experience boring and dull. Nothing could interest him for long enough for him to care. The entire world was just a toy he threw away time and time again.

Any conversation he held was already finished before he could even speak, every move from an enemy was deciphered in a millisecond of them thinking it. It was all so boring. Everything, everyone. He was numb to it all.

And sure, there were things that remedied that. Alcohol was a vice that temporarily slowed him down but it wasn’t ever enough, sex felt good but was also fleeting in terms of enjoyment and torturing only brought him possible entertainment not fulfillment.

So much so, Dazai didn’t see a point in it all, wanting to just die rather than have to suffer in the mediocrity for the rest of his life. That right, a quick painless death was what was best for him. If only the universe would let him have that.

Cause apparently Mori would not. How annoying.

Couldn’t he see that there was truly no value in living?

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Once his meeting was finished, the boy found himself wandering the streets of Yokohama once more. He was only a couple blocks from the port mafia base but that place was making him antsy. He needed to find something interesting and fast.

Usually he would’ve harassed his idiot partner Chuuya but he was out of the country on a mission which meant that his usual toy wasn’t available. Ah how unfortunate.

Just then, Dazai’s uncovered eye couldn’t help but focus on a very familiar individual, her crimson red hair skipping with her steps as he looked wide eyed wandering through the crowds of people.

And if he didn’t know who she was, the boy would’ve thought she was a tourist with how fascinated and enamored she was with everything.

So much so, the boy couldn’t help but watch her silently, his head turning in interest. He thought Ango had sent her back home last night. But what was she doing here, and so close to the port mafia base?

And he didn’t plan to pursue her, Ango’s deep warning still clear in the back of his head. Well, that was until he watched the girl step into oncoming traffic, her eyes not noticing the red flashing lights at the intersection in the slightest.

At the sight, Dazai’s heart couldn’t help but drop inside his chest as images of Odasaku’s death crashed into him immediately. And though this girl wasn’t him, her similarities made him feel like he was watching his best friend’s death again.

So much so, he lifted his bandaged arm towards her in anxiety, pulling her backwards into his chest just as a car flew past them and across her vision and shouted out the window. “Hey! Watch where you’re walking!”

Asagao then blinked behind her glasses in order to turn around to meet the frazzled boy only for her eyes to light up with that same kind of giddy joy he saw last night. “Oh. Osamu! Nice to see you again! I was hoping we would run into each other soon!”

He paused at the sound of his first name. How odd, no one usually called him that. So informally. Then again, from what he gathered from Ango she wasn’t from around here. Which probably meant she was used to living in a place that used surnames, unlike Japan.

Strangely enough though, the boy didn’t comment on it, finding the name refreshingly different. “You know, if you want to die there are less messy ways to do it. I could give you some pointers if you’d like?.”

Asagao only looked at him confused though, her blue eyes barely noticeable behind her large circular glasses. “Die?”

Yet that’s when Dazai pointed over towards the crosswalk that almost killed her only for her to follow his finger and squint her eyes in silence. Was her eyesight really that bad? But she was wearing glasses.

Then he watched her gasp audibly before nodding her head in understanding. “Ohhhh…so that’s what that red light was. Sorry, I’m not used to the streets here. Back home it wouldn’t be such a problem. Thanks for saving me from being a pancake though, I really appreciate it. That would’ve been embarrassing.”

Well. that confirmed it. Her eyesight really was shit. Dazai wondered why she even made it this far with something like that. Probably out of pure luck from the looks of it.

Which begged the question why she was here in the first place. “Didn’t Ango say he was taking you back?”

And looking at her, he realized that maybe Ango was right after all. She obviously didn’t have the cautious intuition to live in Yokohama, considering she almost died by that truck a couple seconds ago.

The way she was now, he doubted she’d last the rest of the day.

Asa only smiled sheepishly though, a hand to her head in order to answer nervously. “Ah, yeah. But then I kinda..ran away from him..?”

Ran away? Did she just say she ran away from Ango? Oh now that was too good. She slipped out from under him so easily. If only he could see the look on his face when it happened. Honestly good, Dazai knew he deserved the misery.

So much so, the bandaged mafioso's lips curved upwards before giving a short chuckle of his own. “Ha! I bet he’s scrambling right now.”

Although that was when he watched Odasaku’s sister pause for a moment before shifting around on her feet, like she was nervous before finally speaking. “Anyways since you're here you wanna go somewhere with me?”

Dazai felt himself pause then. Just what was her game? No one had ever invited him anywhere before, well without ill intentions. “And why would I do that?”

Asa then looked down for a moment before shrugging her shoulders in order to reply. “Cause you’re bored?”

Feeling himself freeze, Dazai couldn’t help but feel amused by her answer. How did she know he was searching for something to entertain him, something to fill the mundane? It’s like she had read him.

Or it could've been a lucky guess, that was more likely.

Either way, the boy felt himself smile under his breath before reaching forward in order for his fingers to wrap around her arm and pull her forward with a low whisper. “Are you saying you’ll entertain me, darling?”

He meant it as a joke to toy with her, wanting to see her off guard and flustered face from how close the distance suddenly was.

Yet he was certainly surprised when she only nodded her head, like she was accepting some sort of challenge. “I’ll try my best!”

In fact, she didn’t seem bothered by his hold, the boy’s fingers tightening ever so slightly before feeling his lips turn upwards when more, this time in a genuine sign of interest.

Well, would you look at that? Odaskau’s sister had just cured his boredom.

Allowing his fingers to unhook from the sight, the mafioso then stared down at his new entertainment before speaking lightly. “Very well, lead the way.”

Then all at once, he watched the girl practically squeal with delight in order to do some sort of dance with her feet before beaming joyfully. “Ahh! Thank thank you. It’s just this way..I think…”

Turning her body around, the girl was then gasping as she walked straight into a passerby only for her to jump back with a nervous chuckle and bow. “Oops, sorry! Excuse me!”

Dazai couldn’t help but gaze at her with hilarity before following behind with a chuckle.

Oh Asagao, how strange you are. I’ll dig into that brain of yours soon enough.

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The place she took him was towards the edge of town, up on a cliff as it overlooked the entire city of Yokohama. And to some, the purple/pink colored sky would be called beautiful. But to Dazai he didn’t feel the same, only looking down at the distance in order to gauge how much it would hurt if he jumped off.

Asagao, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying herself. “Whoa, it’s just like brother described it. I can’t believe I’m actually here. Finally, if only it wasn’t too late.”

The girl then looked down with a sad distant smile before turning towards Dazai. “Tell me, Osamu. Is it really as beautiful as I think it is?”

And even though she was looking at the same sky, the boy couldn’t help but see the disconnect in her eyes. It was like she wasn’t truly viewing it, like she was only seeing a blurred vague picture of what it was supposed to be.

Putting the pieces together, Dazai spoke. “Why don’t you take your glasses off and find out? They don’t help you see anyways.”

It was something he figured out the minute she stepped into that oncoming traffic. On the outside it looked like the girl was oblivious to her surroundings but Dazai was smarter than that. He knew there was more to her than meets the eye

And it had everything to do with the large glasses that covered her vision. But what he couldn't figure out is why she was walking around with the wrong prescription? Why was she just going around life unable to see?

His statement didn’t shock Asagao though, her arms leaning against the railing before speaking wistfully. “Now why would I do that? What if it’s not as amazing as I’m picturing in my mind, what if the reality isn’t as beautiful? No, the art of pure imagination is better I think.”

Then, Dazai had his answer. “You wear them on purpose.”

Watching her eyes widen at his words, the girl then lifted her fingers up to the objects before giving a laugh that sounded like relief. “You’re the first person that’s noticed. Usually people just call me clumsy and stupid.”

She then pushed herself back off the railing in order to stretch her arms out as Dazai watched with pure interest for her actions. “Tell me, Osamu. What is the value of life?”

Her question was almost laughable, the boy knowing better than anyone what the truth is. “Easy, there is none.”

And for a second he thought she would disagree with him, that she would tell him he was being silly or unreasonable like everyone else did. That, or they tried to convince them that his answer was false when it clearly wasn’t.

Yet Asagao did none of those things, her eyes simply closing before smiling softly. “That’s right. But what if there could be the possibility of one?”

At that, Dazai paused. The possibility of value? What was she saying? That didn’t make sense. Of course there was no possibility. He had never even thought of one before.

What a naive thing to say.

He opened his mouth to counter before Asa simply knew what he was going to say and beat him to it. “I’m not dumb, I know that the world is cruel, I know that it turns on you in the worst ways. I know that if you truly see what is happening, it crushes you into nothing. If you look at it for too long it will consume you and break you.”

Lifting her head up, the girl then continued plainly. “But what you didn’t have to look at, you didn’t have to perceive it? Then you can see past that, you can imagine something bigger, something better.”

Asa then pointed to her glasses before pushing them up in order to cover her entire face as she finished with pure honesty. “That’s why I choose to be blind, to live life in a blurry uncertain reality. I would rather see existence for how it could be rather than how it is. I want to give the world a chance to be beautiful, and then maybe one day, it actually will be..”

Flashing with some sort of realization, she then muttered under her breath. “Well that, and another reason you’ll find out soon enough..”

And although Dazai wanted to ask her about the other reason, he was far too caught up in the romanticized answer she had given him. How strange, this girl was both self aware and purposely blinded to the way the world worked.

She knew that there was no value and was still searching for one? How preposterous. He knew she’d only find disappointment by doing that. Life wasn’t that gracious, it wasn’t going to show her anything beautiful. She was wasting her time.

Because of that, the boy lowered his eyes, a dark feeling pooling inside his chest at the words. “And what if you never find it, what if there is no value after all?”

He then watched her think for a second before turning towards him with a look of pure confidence. “Well, then at least my life would be filled with sweet delusions rather than horrible realities. I would be able to die with peace.”

Yet a second later, the girl seemed to catch the blank look in Dazai’s eyes before quickly turning away with embarrassment. “I know, you’re looking at me like I’m crazy, and maybe I am. That’s usually the reaction people give me. Either that or they tell me to check into a mental hospital.”

And for a moment, Dazai felt himself pause to really think about her ideals. Sure, maybe a normal ordinary person would look at her like she was crazy but he was far from normal. So much so, the boy couldn't help but mull over the words silently.

Then, he spoke wistfully. “Dying with peace, that’s what I want too.”

All at once, Asagao perked her head up at that, slowly turning back to him only for Dazai to add lightly. “And believing there is a point to it all when there isn’t, it’s an interesting sentiment..”

Turning her head back to him, the girl leaned forward with a new kind of desperation, like she was begging to be understood for once. “You really think so?”

Dazai only nodded his head though, his mind deep in thought. “Yeah, maybe if I looked at life like that then things wouldn’t be so dull all the time. Maybe the world could be something other than boring.”

And he meant those words, never having thought of such a ridiculous thing before. How strange, Odasaku’s sister had said something rather intriguing. He hadn’t felt like that in awhile.

Asagao then frowned before turning her head in question. “Do you think everything is boring?”

Dazai lifted his hands in response, his badges showing through his black jacket. “Of course, because that’s what it is. Nothing has ever surprised me and nothing ever will. That’s why I wanna go as quickly and painlessly as possible, just so it can be over.”

And usually when he told people about his plans to die they looked shocked and confused. Not Asagao though, she only nodded her head like what he was saying was a logical and sound statement.

Pausing for a moment, she then whispered. “But what about my brother, did he surprise you?”

At the mention of Oda, the mafioso felt himself stiffen before a sad smile crossed his lips in memory. “Odasaku was interesting, but he always did as I predicted. With him, I didn’t mind as much though. Moving slowly wasn’t as annoying.”

Those nights at Bar Lupin may have been just as pointless as everything else was but Dazai felt different there. He felt strangely human, more so than ever before. There he could pretend, he could play the part of being a normal fifteen year old kid rather than the brutal demon prodigy he really was.

It didn’t matter if Odasaku was lower in rank than him, the man was just his friend. That's all it was to it.

He then heard the girl hum only to find her gazing down as if to search for something invisible.

She was making that face again, the one that looked like she was struggling to find the impossible. “I see..”

And this time, Dazai spoke on it. “You didn’t know him, did you?”

Widening her eyes at his declaration, Asa then turned to him in shock only for Dazai to explain his deduction. “Your eyes look disconnected when you talk about him, like you can’t paint a picture fully no matter how desperately you want to.”

Then she closed her eyes before speaking sadly. “Oda was gone for most of my life and I never blamed him for it. I know the life he lived was dangerous and he didn’t want me in it. I could live with that. He took my place in the darkness so I never had to experience it.”

Playing with her hands, Asa then put them down before continuing. “But when you told me that he died, I realized that I felt…nothing. I couldn’t mourn, I couldn’t even feel grief because my brother was a complete stranger to me. He still is. I have no idea what he was like or who he was.”

It was something that Dazai had figured out since their first meeting. Why else would anyone be so nonchalant about their brother’s death unless they didn’t really know them.

And the way she always spoke about him, it seemed detached and odd.

Opening her eyes once more, the red haired girl then turned towards the mafia executive before staring straight through him. “But you do, Osamu. You poured a drink for him, you knew how precious he was. I’m jealous of it, of the way you knew my brother in a way I never could.”

At that, the boy’s head couldn’t help but feel a strange unexplainable feeling. He felt strange, knowing that she was right. He knew Odasaku better than anyone, better than his own sister, and now that he was dead she would never get the chance to.

Those memories at Bar Lupin were his and his alone. She couldn’t have them so matter how desperate.

His eyes then flashed with realization. So that’s why she said it was okay if he killed her. Because she knew that Dazai was the closest thing she could ever get to seeing her brother. Asagao wanted him to pull that trigger in a desperate attempt to be closer to him.

Snapping him out his thoughts, the girl then pointed to the landscape. “That’s why I came up here. He used to write me letters about his time here, and though I could never send any back I treasured them. I hoped that when I came here I could finally be a bit closer to him, that I could see who he really was.”

He recalled her saying something about that before, Dazai leaning forward in order to pry. “You said that he wrote about me.”

And he tried not to sound desperate but just the idea of getting to have anything else from Odasaku even after his death was enough to make him long for it. New words, new paragraphs. He wanted to know them all.

It seemed like Asago sensed it anyways though, her eyes lifting with interest for the reaction. “Would you like to read them?”

Dazai remained silent at that, not wanting to show his desire only for Asa to kick herself off the railing in order to stroll up to him with a mischievous stare. “I’ll let you, under one condition.”

Her words sounded like blackmail, causing the trained mafioso's shoulders to tense.

Yet that’s when the girl simply lifted her arms out with a goofy smile. “Be my boyfriend.”

And for once, Dazai had not expected that, his eyes blinking with slight disbelief before quickly twisting his lips into a devious smirk.

Poor girl didn’t know what she was asking for. “What, have you fallen for me?”

Asago only nodded her head though, obviously not embarrassed. “You could say that.”

And this time, Dazai couldn’t help but laugh, stalking up to the red haired girl before leaning forward in order to latch onto her chin and pull her forward with dark intent. “You don’t even know who I am though.”

She wasn’t scared in the slightest though, her blue eyes simply narrowing before speaking cocky. “Says you.”

Says you? What a weird way to answer. Dazai knew for a fact that she didn’t know him, cause if she did then she would never be asking the question in the first place. Such confidence for someone that was dead wrong.

Besides, even if she did know he was a brutal mafia executive he highly doubted Odaskau would have agreed to the two of them being together. Nah, he knew he would just ruin her. Sure, it would be fun to watch but the fact that she was his best friend's sister made him resist such an idea.

He then paused for a moment before finally letting up in order to shrug his shoulders. “Well, sorry to disappoint but I’m not in the market for a girlfriend right now, sweetheart.”

Asagao only narrowed her brow in silence though, truly taking his answer to heart before nodding once in order to point a finger and beam. “Alright then, how about a bet?”

Dazai felt his interest peek at that, unable to stop himself. “A bet?”

Taking a step closer to him, the girl then explained “You said that no one has ever surprised you, well I bet by the end of the day I can at least once. If I win you have to be my boyfriend and if you win I’ll show you all of Oda’s letters and never ask again. What do you say?”

And whether she had meant it or not, Dazai’s devious mind couldn’t help but revel in the idea. He loved bets and more than that, he loved winning and seeing the confused and or pissed off look in their way when they found out he was way smarter.

He could almost picture Chuuya’s stupid face when he won all their little rivalries.

And this time, the fact that she was Odasaku’s sister didn’t save her, the demon eying down his prey with a dark smirk. “I’ll have you know I’ve never lost a bet before.”

Asagao wasn’t shaken though, her face unchanging as she hummed. “Well, I’m in luck because betting on impossible chances happens to be a hobby of mine...”

She was cocky, but he knew that wouldn’t last long. Even still, the boy humored her, knowing how sweet it would feel when she lost.

And she would lose, that was one hundred percent certain.

Lifting his fingers out, the mafioso then grabbed her hand forcefully before pushing it up to his lips in a mocking kiss of challenge. “Oh? Well then, show me what you got, darling.”

She didn’t blush though, she didn’t freak out or turn red. The girl simply gasped at the agreement before jumping back with a newfound passion. “Really?! Alright, Let’s go then!”

Yet the moment she turned around, Asagao bumped her entire body into the railing, her steps faltering in order for a couple things to fall out of her pocket as she gasped. “Whoa, who put that railing there, am I right? Ha ha ha. Crazy.”

But because this was the third time of her falling, Dazai only chuckled in order to turn away from her completely. A good person would’ve told her about her missing items but the boy hardly cared, already eager to see her fail miserably.

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eirist · 3 years ago

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I Was Made for Lovin’ You

Disclaimer: One Piece (and its characters) belongs to Eiichiro Oda-sensei.

Reminder: I have no beta-reader. Any grammatical and spelling errors are solely mine.

Warning: OOC possible. One shot.

Rating: M (Not really explicit but mature-themed, yes)

Note: For the Day 1 of the ZoNa Days event (at @zonamievents). It’s Zoro day… what better way to celebrate it with Nami pondering about him.

I Was Made for Lovin’ You is by KISS. I had The Umbrella playlist accompany me while writing and l’m borrowing it. Enjoy!

Summary: She can’t say she’s not amused when that supposedly innocent piece of clothing article was now not-so-innocent at all.

Nami jolted slightly, waking up from her still-not-deep slumber. She blinked a few times to clear her thoughts as well as the sleep still lingering behind her eyes.

She blearily looked around her surroundings and realized she had fallen asleep on her deck chair while relaxing with Robin on the Sunny’s lawn.

She was just talking to the archaeologist earlier right?

The navigator tilted her head to her left. The deck chair beside her was empty. She must’ve have fallen asleep in between the lulls in their conversation.

With a sigh she settled back comfortably on her chair again. She was still feeling heavy-eyed and the call of sleep was still beckoning to her.

Must be because she didn’t get any proper shut-eye last night. No thanks to a certain green-haired swordsman.

Not that she is complaining. She absolutely cannot whine about Zoro lavishing her attention—physically speaking.

But it was kinda hard to explain why she seemed to be lacking sleep once, twice sometimes thrice a week. Robin and Sanji were already noticing it and were asking questions.

Was that what she and Robin were talking about earlier before she had fallen asleep?

Another sigh escape her.

She couldn’t very well tell them that a late night tryst with their swordsman was the reason.

Hell will definitely break loose.

A commotion coming from the galley grabbed her attention. She can hear Sanji’s voice rising above a cacophony of other sounds. She strained her ears to listen if he was fighting with Zoro but he was just shouting at Luffy and whoever was with the gluttonous captain, pestering the him.

The door of the boys’ quarters opened and with a loud yawn out stepped Roronoa Zoro.

Did he just woke up?

Nami frowned.

Well… she hadn’t seen him since they went their separate ways this morning. That probably meant he slept almost the whole day off!

Talk about unfair! How come he was able to get more rest than her!

Well… he hardly had any task in the ship after all.

That’s it he’s not getting any more all-nighters more than twice a week. She needs her beauty sleep after all.

He trudged across the deck, still looking half-asleep and oblivious to her and his surroundings.

She just continued watching him from her chair and her eyes zeroed in on the sash that he was still tying around his waist.

The one damn reason why she was lacking sleep today… aside from the crazy swordsman himself.

Nami pursed her lips and stifled a groan as she remembered how steamy the night before was.

She had known long ago that Zoro was a domineering man. She shared that trait with him in all honesty. That’s one of the reasons why they clash so much.

And she got to experience first-hand just how much he can be when he wants too—especially during their private sessions.

Of course, it’s not like she doesn’t put up a good fight every now and then. Like he could really boss her around as easy as that whether inside the bedroom or out (well, in this case… the crow’s nest).

But damn, whatever has gotten into him last night and prompted him to bend her over and tie her hands on the metal plate rack in the nest using that red sash of his, took their sexual relationship into another level.

And seeing it again out displayed nonchalantly out in the open… was making her hot and breathless all over again just thinking about how he had skillfully used it to make her succumb to him.

She can’t say she’s not amused at all when that supposedly innocent piece of clothing article … was now not-so-innocent at all.

Now all she can remember whenever she sees it is how it had looked—tied around her wrists, keeping her hands together as if in prayer, unable to grasp anything to steady herself as Zoro mercilessly pounded her in so many positions she had fucking lost count as her brain short-circuited from too much pleasure.

Goddamn it. That was hot! Really, really, really hot.

And she should stop thinking about it right now. Not when he’s just a few feet away from her and can sense when she’s burning for him, the unmistakable heat pooling in her middle making her rub her feet together as if that would appease it.

How did he turn from an idiotic numbskull to a rather irresistible hunk who was so damn good in sex?

It’s just one of the many wonders of the sea they were sailing.

Stealing one last glance at that sash and the man who owns it, Nami decided it’s better to stay quiet and just let him go about with his business so she’d still have time to reminisce their sexual escapade last night while it’s still fresh in her mind.

Her eye caught the sun beginning to set down the horizon. It will be evening soon and they’ve been sailing without any trouble the whole day… she’ll talk to Franky later about anchoring the ship for the night.

Fingers snapping in front of her face made Nami jerked back slightly, startled at the sudden intrusion.

She blinked at Zoro, who was looking at her amusedly as he crouched down beside her deck chair so they were eye-level.

A pout appeared at her lips just as he asked.

“What are you thinking about?”

Nami’s eyes unconsciously darted from his face to that damned sash tied around his hips.

And a grin immediately appeared on Zoro’s face.

He leaned closer to her… so close that their noses were almost touching. His grey eye flickered all over her face, studying her. It was almost as if he would kiss here right there and then, in the lawn deck of their ship, for all their crewmates to see.

“You want a repeat of last night?” He asked and his grin widened some more at her reaction.

See? There was no way she can hide from him how she absolutely enjoyed their tryst yesterday.

“Come on Nami. I’ll tie you up again and fuck you good.” He whispered lowly on her ear.

Nami felt the heat crawl from where she can feel his hot breath against her skin.

“That’s really raunchy Zoro.”

He laughed at her attempt to call him out when they both know how it definitely turns her on.

Zoro captured one of her hands in his, his thumb rubbing over the soft skin of her wrist, studying the telltale marks left by his sash from their encounter last night.

Then his face broke into a smile. A sweet, rarely seen one, for her eyes only. “Maybe next time,” he murmured as he brought her wrist to his lips for a kiss.

And just like that Nami felt her insides exploded as she stared at him.

Now he’s not just an idiotic numbskull and an irresistible hunk. He’s also an endearing lover.

Remind her again how could she be this lucky?

“Damn it Zoro,” she hissed, grabbing the front of his shirt and pulling him to her for a heated kiss.

“Ah.” Zoro stopped her as a playful smirk graced his lips. “Not now when there are eyes everywhere.”

And with that he left in her deck chair with her mouth hanging open in disbelief.

Damn it all to hell! Did he just…?

She hastily vacated her chair to chase after him and give him a piece of her mind and a kick or two.

Idiotic numbskull, irresistible hunk, endearing lover…

She also forgot to add that he can be a teasing ass when he wants too.

The overall combination was too appealing and too hard to resist.

Or maybe she really is a sucker for him.

Her eyes settled again at that red sash as she hurried towards him. Zoro just reached the top of the stairs and was about to head to the galley.

A mischievous smirk pulled at the corners of her lips as she reached him.

Nami immediately hooked her fingers on that piece of clothing, stopping him in his tracks, before pushing him against the galley’s wall.

She pressed herself on him as Zoro gazed down at her looking downright amused. She toyed with the sash, pulling at it slightly for emphasis.

“Let me borrow this later,” she murmured the request against his lips. Teasing. Seducing. “I’ve got a favor to return in full tonight.”

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Mantis blades and Gorrila fist pt 6

Hey everyone sorry for really late chapter had alot happen but I'm hoping to make next chapter tonight to make it up to you guys so I hope you enjoy.

Warnings: talk of Sex, sex toys, swearing

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Earlier that day~

Vexrin passes around his apartment as he quickly rings up two others after his call with misty finishes.

"Vishnu Voldemārs speaking" he hears as me smiles. "Vish mate it's been a while" he chuckles as he gets a sigh from the other end of the line. "Vevi lad wasn't expecting a call from you, everything alright" there was a small bit of concern in the older man's voice.

"I'm alright, wondering if you would be interested In coming to hang out with Misty, myself and Starling. You in?" The other end of the line goes quite before he can hear Vishnu shouting about something before he's back on the line.

"Yea I'll see you in a bit, meeting at Misty like normal?" He asked and Vex smile happy that his old friend was coming to hang out. "Yep misty! I'll see you there soon" "catch you lad" and the call with Vishnu ends. He rings up the next person on the list. "Starling!, darling! Got a question for you Sheila" and he hears the sweet voice of the lovely lady.

"Ask away dear~" he hears her say before he lays across his lounge chair. "Would you by any chance be interested in going shopping with 2 of my friends and myself, I need your input on things"

"Oh and what might that be?"

"So.. I'm trying to pick out a decent strap and some other bits and pieces so I can peg the shit out of the man in seeing" he can hear her moving in the background almost frantically. "Say no more hun I'll be there in 20" she calls before the line goes dead. He lets out a laugh before finally getting his stuff completely ready to head over to misty's. As V walks out of his apartment he gives a wave here and there to some of the people he knows ad he makes his way thought the busy walkways.

"Morning V!" Vexrin looks up with a smile. "Morning Fred!" He waves as he continues until he finally makes it outside. It's a good walk from his to Misty's shop but he enjoys the jog. We he's about 5 minutes from Misty's a car pulls up beside him, the window rolls down. "Hey hun you need a life" Starling says leaning out the window a little.

"Starling, shelia you are one savour" V says as he quickly darts over to one of the doors before jumping into the car. Once Vex is in the car there is a little bit of silence before Starling speaks up. "So hun you have a new boytoy?" She asks with a smirk. Vex let's out a light laugh as he shakes his head. "Well I don't know what he and I are but I enjoy being aroudn him he's been around my place for nearly a month now. Just umm.. last night. He might have... you know.. railed me" he says trying to find the right words. Starling smiles more as the talk about the mysterious man.

"My, my Vexrin you have it bad for him. What happened to the fuck boy who brought men back to my place" she says taking a sip of her drink. "I'm a Changed Man now Starling, I won't be bring man or woman around anymore, my deepest condolences. How I have changed" he says over dramatically.

They continue to chat until they arrive at Misty's. Vishnu and Misty are both standing out front. Vishnu looking at his watch as he taps his foot on the side walk. "Who is the hunk V?" He hears from Starling. Vex rolls his eyes. "That would be Vishnu my old partner in crime before Arasaka. He's also like kinda like an adopted dad to me so please don't try and fuck my dad friend" He says looking her in the eyes before he leans out the window and waves at both Misty and Vishnu. "Come on guys get in we have places to be!!" he calls out to them.

Most of the time spent shopping was with Misty looking at clothes or giving things to the other 3 to try on. Starling looked like she was having the time of her life buying for them. Vishnu enjoyed catching up with Vex after they haven't seen each other now in nearly a year and a half with everything happening.

And Vex spent his time looking at clothing and other bits and pieces before Starling finally spoke up. "I hate to break the fun but we need to head some place becuase we need to get Vexrin here something he can use on his now Man" that makes Vex go full flush which makes Vishnu laugh as he pats Vex on the shoulders. The eventually make their way to the shop in mind.

As the 4 of them walk in they make jokes about different pieces here and there. The customer service had walked up to ask if she could help in any way and Vishnu puts his hands on Vex's shoulders once again as he looks to the lady. "We are here to find something for this young man so he can busthis boyfriend open" there is a collective laugh from everyone as the lady rubs her hands together before showing them over to different areas and collections.

"V darling you should get one of these it would be one hell of a party" Starling says as she points to what could only be described as monster dongs. "Ay if you want a real party you get the peppermint Lube that stuff is a real party in its self" Vishnu says looking at the collection of different flavoured ones. Misty wandered around looking at different bits and pieces. Vex found himself in an area and right there in front of him was the perfect one.

"Ohhh found something you like?" Starling asked as she walked up behind him. "Yea I like this one, and I might take Vishnus advice on the peppermint if I plan to get my boytoy to 'bust it open' as you say" there's more giggles and laughs ad Vex goes around picking up some other trinkets. Once he gets tot he counter with his haul in hand Starling steps forward.

"I've got this V" he goes to argue but knows he's not gonna win with her. He sighs and rolls his eyes.

Once they have what they are after in hand they all head back out to go for a late lunch. A food stall along one if the walk ways is where they end up setting up for lunch. It is meant to be Thai from what he understood. Both misty, Starling and Vishnu order the mild as to not burn their mouths while Vexrin got the spicys he could. The other three watched in horror as Vex's nose dribbled as he ate his food.

"I don't understand how the hell you can eat that Vex you know you're ass is gonna be on fire later" Vishnu says and without thinking Vex replys with " Well i guess I'm lucky I'm not having anything going up mine tonight" misty nearly spat out her mouthful while Vishnu drops his spoon and closes his eyes, Starling laughs. "Vex lad, think before you speak, but on another line of thought.. since you now have someown your seeing perhaps we can organise a double date. You can bring the man you're seeing and you can meet my man" at that Starling let's out a sigh.

"Rip to the handsome Irish man" she says which makes everyone laugh. " That be great Vish I'm sure I can talk him into a date, he's happy with food and even more when he doesn't have to pay for it" "lucky mine's picky as Fuck" "hahaha maybe he can get along with one of my friends who's also a picky as eater, he dropped a burger off a bridge becuase it wasn't up to his standards. Like I would have happily eaten that" they continue talking for a while before eventually everyone parts ways.

Vishnu and Vex have a quick hug before V starts walking back to his apartment. It was a slow trip walking but he couldn't be bothered paying for a pick up and the weather for once was decent. He heads back up the stairwell and gets to his apartment.

He unlocks the door before using his shoulder to open to door and walks in to the place. Nibbles runs tot wh door the bell on his collar jingles, he meows looking up at V with wide eyes. The cats owner leans down and gives the cat a quick pet on the head before walking over to the table in the lounge room.

V places the two bags down on the table and sits down he begins pulling out the shirts and pants he had gotten. Standing up he walks over to his closet and hangs up what needs to be up and folds the rest. Making his way back over to the chair he gets to going thought the things he had gotten from these store. He pulls out a shiny silver but plug which had a red gen on it and places it down on the table with a smile. The next few things he pulls out of the bag is bondage rope, two different vibrators, nipple clamp collar, peppermint lube, a realistic double ended strap on, handcuffs and some other little pieces. He smiles to himself as he puts the stuff into the cuboard under his bed. After finishing putting everything away he see the time.

It was a little after six and he decided it was best that he make dinner, V moves over to his fridge looking around for anything that might be useful for cooking. He finds some stuff and decided that he can make old home made potato pasta bake, potatoes being one to the only real veggies he could find that weren't a fortune and even sweet potato coast a bit, but as long as he could still afford some really fruit and vegetables he was happy.

He hums as he throws some pasta into a pot with some water a little bit of salt and vinger and let's it boil. he peels and cuts up the two different potatoes. Once he was happy with them he pulls out a glass tray and starts to layer the potato. He test the pasta before turning it off and letting it sit for a little as he makes up the sause and grating some fake cheese. He makes a sause from a can that says coconut milk but he knows better. Adding in some herbs and spices he spent a fortune on. Vex drains the pasta and places it down as two hands wrap aroudn his waist.

"挨拶 Vexrin" (greetings) he tenses up before relaxing when he realizes it Oda. "Hey you, sorry I didn't message back got busy malign dinner, hope you don't mind potato pasta bake, I haven't made it in a while" Vex explains as Oda drops his head in V's shoulder. V continues to work with Oda cuddling him from behind.

"It is fine V, food is food. Unlike Takemura-san I'm not that fussy" V let's out a little laugh. "You're being more touchy then normal, did this morning finally get you to stop having a stick up you're ass?" V ask as he finishes up the potato pasta bake and puts it into his mini oven. Oda let's out a grimble before slapping Vex on the ass, V helps lightly as he quickly turns around to the Japanse man.

"Unlike you Vex, I thought I had messed up a friendship that I may value a little, but I'm glad that i didn't" he says in to Vexrins ear.

V leans over and places a small kiss on Oda's lips before backing away. "Well I have A supise for you later if you are up for it and i have something I wanna talk to you about when dinner is finished" Vex says as he moves around the apartment. Oda finds his way over to the lounge and sits down.

"Have I dotn something wrong" Oda's eyebrows punch together and Vex waves his hands around. "No no no not at all!" Just something I want to ask if your interested in doing at some point.

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Hope you all enjoy I hope to have next chapter up in an hour or two.

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