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Running Up That Hill
By : yinneko23
Category: +M to R > One Piece
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Chapter List
- 10
- 11
Straw Hat is shockingly easy to catch despite her persistent meddling in his affairs; she has little more than air between her ears, that much is immediately obvious. Still, there�s a deep satisfaction to be had in finally trapping the little pest behind bars.
What Straw Hat lacks in intelligence she certainly makes up for in fire. It�s pure entertainment, how she shouts at him every chance she gets, eyes ferociously dark and voice seething with an anger verging on feral - he�d think his useless ex-subordinate dared lie to him, only the swordsman�s gaze lingers a touch too long on her heaving chest as she pants, collapses from handling the kairoseki prison - and as Crocodile leaves Straw Hat Luffy to die, he finds himself hoping, foolishly, that she will escape.
He wants to break that feisty spirit with his own hands. He wants to show her what happens to rookies on these seas.
Laughter rumbles from his throat, low and hoarse, as the idea of keeping her flourishes, becoming more desirable with each passing moment. Nico Robin glances at him from the corner of her eye but says nothing.
If Straw Hat survives, the real fun begins.
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It�s like she has been drugged by rage. Her senses are muffled by the white noise of angergriefwhywhywhy and her instincts dulled by a flood of emotion. Luffy is overwhelmed by this potent mix of feelings, a brand new experience that she�s suffering for before she�s even aware of Crocodile�s hook forcing its way through skin and muscle to ravage her insides dangerously close, fatally close, to the place her heart beats.
And her heart is still pumping - won�t give up so easily - but now every contraction meant to spread life-giving blood through her body is instead spraying it into the cold desert night. It seeps into the fur of his coat, drenches it, and Luffy can hardly breath for the liquid rising in her throat. She coughs. Droplets of red splash across his face, and he�s laughing now, sure of his victory.
�You�d make quite the interesting pet, woman. If you submit to me now, I�ll let you live.�
The pain is excruciating, wracking her limp form as he lifts her from the ground. He�s still laughing as Luffy dangles from that hook with nothing else to support her weight. And though the agony doubles, triples, a brutal frustration tears at Luffy and gives her the strength to move, to wrap her fingers around the arm holding her up and crush it with the last ounce of strength left in her. Luffy imagines she can hear a terrible groaning snap as bone gives way.
Crocodile roars. She is thrown into the air, and the sickening pressure of the hook retreating from her chest is almost a relief, though blood flows freely from the punctures. Luffy lands in the pit, and though she struggles against the inexorable flow of sand she has nothing left to fight with. Her feet slide from beneath her and Luffy is dragged down and down and down until one last frantic gasp for air leaves only sand in her lungs and the desert swallows her whole.
But she will not surrender.
Blinded, unable to breathe and alone with her pain, Luffy claws wildly at her sand prison and is rewarded as it gives way and her head emerges into the open. But the reprieve is brief. Without the strength to pull herself from the shifting waves of sand, Luffy sinks under once again.
This time there is only air in her lungs. As long as she has that much, Luffy will continue to struggle. She prepares to break through a second time, but suddenly there are hands grabbing hold of her, many, many hands that lift her free, draw her from the pit and onto steadier ground.
Luffy wants to thank this person for saving her life. She can�t quite manage to open her eyes. In fact, little of her body responds to her demands for it to move goddamnit but at the very least she will not loose the battle with her vision. A figure swims into blurry focus and oh Luffy recognizes that dark skin, that black hair, those blue eyes.
She hasn�t been saved after all.
�Get awa-� She chokes on the words. More blood flies from her lips.
Ms. AllSunday pays no mind to her spluttered threats, attention on the oozing wounds of her exposed chest.
�A female D,� she murmurs. �How fascinating.�
�Wh-at?�
�Do you know of the Will of D?� Her voice quavers with a fervor near madness. Ms. AllSunday sounds almost as desperate as Luffy feels. �Tell me!�
�I d-don�t under-� The blood in her throat steals the rest away, and the other woman stands, merely watching as Luffy does all she can not to suffocate on her own blood.
Then she turns, looking beyond the place Luffy lays dying and says, �She can still be saved. If you do not wish to see your country in ruins, this woman will be necessary.�
There�s the sound of a person shuffling towards her, and a masculine voice Luffy doesn�t recognize. He�s saying something, but Luffy knows only one thing can fix the mess Crocodile has made of her.
As soon as the man comes close enough, Luffy grabs hold of him and refuses to let go even when he shouts in alarm.
�MEEEEEEEAT!�
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Zoro knows Luffy will be fine. He has complete faith in her ability to give Crocodile the vicious beating he deserves.
But there is a heavy disquiet in his gut he cannot shake. He hadn�t imagined Crocodile watching Luffy with malice and a twisted interest while they were trapped in that cage. There�s a nauseating worry that he may be aware of Luffy�s real gender.
They�ve been lucky so far. With Luffy hiding that part of herself away, there�s been no risk of an enemy trying to�take advantage of her. While the pirates they�ve faced up until now were incapable of defeating Luffy, let alone trying anything with her if they did, Zoro reluctantly admits Crocodile is different.
The man is dangerous. Cruel. An utter jackass.
If he accomplishes the impossible and beats Luffy�
No. There was no way Luffy can lose to a man like that.
�Swordsman-san?� Zoro pulls himself from his brooding to find Vivi staring at him in concern. �Are you alright?�
�Fine,� he grunts, and returns to pumping his makeshift weights. But it seems the princess won�t be so easily deterred.
�If this is about Luffy-san-�
�The captain can take of herself.� Zoro closes his eyes in concentration. �It�s best to just leave her be. Crocodile will get fucked up, exactly as she promised. You need to focus on how you�ll put an end to this revolt.�
Vivi rocks back on her heels, fists clenched and eyes on the stars. �Of course. You�re quite right, Swordsman-san.� When she looks at him again, her face is set in determination. �I trust Luffy-san will win. We all believe in her.�
�Yeah,� Zoro says, and wishes he could ignore the persistent agitation that screams otherwise.
This is the first time he�s wanted to rush back to Luffy�s side, the first time he�s wanted to get between her and an opponent Luffy has chosen for her own. Crocodile unsettles him.
But Luffy had given him an order. It�s his job as first mate to carry that order out, no matter how much he wishes to disobey; if he chases after her and Luffy�s had no trouble, his captain will be pissed and Zoro will be left with guilt and regret.
So he�ll stay. He�ll get Vivi home safely so she can work her magic and trust that Luffy will win just as unflinchingly as he has all those times before. And when it�s over, he�ll take Luffy aside for a private celebration and prove to himself just how right he was to believe.
-
�You idiot,� Zoro whispers, crashes his mouth to Luffy�s in a frantic and sloppy kiss, a mess of saliva and undirected tongue that doesn�t adequately convey what he�d felt upon seeing her battered and exhausted body slumped across the shoulders of the king. �What were you thinking, letting that asshole stab you and poison you and shit knows what else!�
�But I�m okay.� Luffy pouts at him. She doesn�t understand how Zoro had nearly driven himself insane with worry when she refused to wake up for three fucking days. They�d all been injured. A day spent recovering in the bed next to Luffy�s had been almost pleasant. Then he�d healed and Luffy remained unconscious and he�d just-
Zoro sighs, noses at hair that still smells of blood and lets himself relaxes. Luffy is awake now. There�s no point in getting angry at either of them, yet the possibility of Crocodile knowing about Luffy still bothers him. �Oi, did that Croc guy say anything to you?�
�He said lots of things��
�I meant anything about you being a girl. Does he know?�
�Um.� Luffy scrunches her face in thought, pursing her lips as she tries to remember. �Oh yeah! Right after he stabbed me. Something about making me his pet or whatever. Eh, what a weirdo.�
Zoro grits his teeth in an effort not to growl. So he really hadn�t imagined Crocodile watching Luffy too closely in Rainbase.
Luffy rubs the pads of her fingers over his clenched jaw, frowning slightly. �You shouldn�t worry about that. I bet we won�t ever see him again! Smokey probably got him.�
The thought of Crocodile rotting away in prison is a comforting one. Zoro smirks, feeling oddly triumphant, and kisses Luffy again. Slowly this time, and Luffy slides her tongue across his bottom lip as Zoro massages her back, pressing deep with his fingers until she�s purring against his mouth in contentment.
He�s just contemplating how much time he has before Luffy�s stomach starts demanding to be fed and if he can get her clothes off before then when the door to their room swings open. Vivi is standing there, the smile on her face faltering as she realizes Luffy is spread across Zoro�s lap.
�Oh!� she gasps, covering her deeply red face with her hands. �I�m so sorry, I should have knocked. Please forgive me!�
Luffy laughs and slides from Zoro�s grasp. �It�s okay.�
�Did you want something?� Zoro asks, mildly annoyed at being disturbed but unwilling to take it out on their friend. He�d told the others they�d be napping.
�I just came to tell you dinner is ready,� she says, smiling weakly. �We can wait if this is a bad time.�
�It�s never a bad time for food!� Luffy is already racing out the door. Zoro huffs and wonders if he should be bothered that Luffy likes eating more than him.
-
Zoro hadn�t know baths like this existed outside of crappy romance novels about princes and their one true loves or whatever. But he�s been proved so very wrong by this ridiculously luxurious room of steaming water and miles upon miles of marble. Seriously, he�s never seen so much marble in his life.
Leaving his clothes in a heap on the floor of the locker room - purposely ignoring the quaint wooden shelves to make a statement - he steps out into all that marble, chuckling as Usopp goes skidding across the damp tile and smacks into a wall nose first. Sanji is staring at the divider between the men and women�s baths as if it�s stolen away everything he loves; Nami and Vivi can be heard chatting quietly on the other side. Their occasional giggles of delight seem to be driving the cook mad.
A hoof tugs shyly at the towel tucked around his waist, and Zoro looks down to see Chopper smiling tentatively. �Will you wash my back, Zoro?�
He grunts in agreement, sits the reindeer down next to a bucket full of soapy water and gently works his fingers through the matted fur presented to him. There are still granules of sand hidden beneath his pelt despite the brisk scrub downs they�d subjected themselves to the past few days in bathrooms far less extravagant than this one. Zoro digs in with his blunt nails, scrubs as hard as he dares and is rewarded with a relieved sigh. The grains of sand must have been irritating Chopper�s skin, though he�s not complained about it once, working through the discomfort to focus on caring for their wrecked captain.
As he continues to meticulously hunt down and remove any remaining sand from Chopper�s fur, Zoro slowly becomes aware that something is missing. Usopp, frolicking. Sanji, trying desperately to scale the divider. Chopper is with him and even the king and crazy wig guy were here. He can hear Nami and Vivi next door.
Wash my back�

�Neh, Zoro. Wash my back later, okay?�

With mounting dread, Zoro pauses his ministrations and asks, �Where�s Luffy?�
Everyone freezes. Then there�s a crash from the locker room and the girl in question comes racing into the baths naked as the day she was born.

Good grief, Zoro thinks.
The speed of her entry causes Luffy�s feet to slip and she ends up on her ass, flailing wildly and screeching in delight as she goes flying across the tile, ricocheting off one wall and spinning towards another. Zoro snags her ankle as she passes him, effectively putting an end to her uncontrolled slide.
�Oh,� she says, dazed by her sudden stop. �Hi Zoro! Nami told me I wasn�t supposed to come see you, but I didn�t get why so I ignored her.�
All at once there are several different noises of shock echoing throughout the bath. Usopp is humming to himself, back turned to the place Luffy lies spread-eagled and shameless. Sanji has half passed out, spouting gibberish and blood pouring from his nose. The wig guy is gaping with jaw dropping surprise - he�s clearly only just being let in on the secret of Luffy�s gender - and the king rubs his eyes and gradually exhales a drawn out breath, the calmest of the bunch.
Strangely unfazed by their nude captain, Chopper helps Luffy sit up and asks if she�s hurt. She shakes her head. �I wanna do it again!�
Cobra coughs politely to get their attention, and says, eyes averted, �Perhaps you should bathe with my daughter, Luffy-kun.�
�But Zoro promised to wash my back! Right, Zoro? Right?�
��I guess so,� Zoro says, though he remembers promising no such thing. It had been more of a roundabout order disguised as a suggestion. It feels like he has no choice.
�There�s no denying her what she wants,� he says to the king, shrugging dismissively before dragging Luffy into position beside Chopper. If the reindeer doesn�t mind a naked woman sitting beside him, Zoro will just use both hands and wash them together.
The contrast of Chopper�s silky and the smooth expanse of Luffy�s skin is intriguing. Both are warm under his hands, and he can feel the rise and fall of their shoulders as they breathe. Chopper is almost finished, so he concentrates on Luffy, exploring intact flesh that had not long ago been littered with cuts and bruises and burns. He�s never been more grateful for her insane ability to recuperate from even the worst injury.
When Chopper is beginning to be swallowed by bubbles, Zoro fills another bucket with water and carefully rinses the soap away. He�s left with a very clean, very happy doctor who smiles and thanks him and then goes to check if Sanji�s still alive.
Now that they�re alone, Zoro lifts Luffy into his lap so he can wash the rest of her as well, kneading her shoulders and gliding his hands briefly across her breasts. Between them are the only surviving marks of her fight with Crocodile; two bruises of deep purple and blue where the hook had penetrated. He prods them gingerly with the tip of a finger, and though Luffy shivers she doesn�t appear to be in much pain. Zoro takes his time with her, scratching lightly at her stomach until she laughs, caressing her thighs with wide, sweeping arcs of his thumb and tickling the backs of her knees and soles of her feet. After Luffy�s body is finished, he moves on to her hair, scrubbing in roughs circles before unceremoniously dumping a bucket of cold water in her face.
Luffy whines at him, though the sound cuts short when Zoro wipes the soap from her eyes, tilting her head back for the next pass of the bucket so her skull is cradled in the curve of his throat. And when the soap is gone, Luffy twists in his arms to press a kiss to his collarbone. A quick glance reveals that everyone else has beat a hasty retreat. He and Luffy have the bath to themselves.
�Zoro,� she purrs, eyes half-lidded and begging for him to take this chance. No one will disturb them.
�Come here,� he says, unnecessary because Luffy is all over him, tongue hot on his neck and thigh nudging against the erection he�d failed to notice until now. The light contact sends a wave of unexpectedly intense pleasure rocketing through him. Zoro�s startled by how close he is to hurtling over the edge.
He shifts Luffy back, relocating the hand toying with his left nipple to where he needs it most. Her fingers wrap around his dick, confident as she strokes once, twice and swirls her thumb over the leaking slit. Zoro bites at her lips to keep from groaning aloud as the pleasure spikes and he spills over her wrist with a shudder of profound satisfaction.
Luffy grins, bringing her dirty hand to her mouth and licking at the drops of white. And like hell Zoro is going to let her get away with that; he knees her thighs apart, holds Luffy close as she trembles at every teasing brush and curl of his fingers until she grips harshly at his hair and convulses.
She lays boneless in his arms, and Zoro would be happy enough to stay slumped here, just enjoying the afterglow, except that he�s pruning and chilly in the cooling air. He can feel goose bumps erupting across Luffy�s skin.
�Let�s get out of here,� he says, slapping at Luffy�s ass to get her moving. She grumbles but doesn�t resist when Zoro hauls her up on legs still shaky with bliss.
�We�ve got an actual bed now, remember?� And that gets Luffy streaking into the locker room and dressed before Zoro can even find his own clothes.
He grins in anticipation. After all, they�ve never done it on a bed before.
-
�Captain-san, have you met anyone else with a D in their name? One similar to your own?�
Luffy looks up at her newest nakama from where she�s collapsed on the deck, recovering from the latest round of their extreme tickle wars. Robin is a master of the art.
�There�s my brother, Ace. And my grandpa,� Luffy answers, nose wrinkling at the thought of the old man and the beating she�s going to get next time they see each other. It�s a day she dreads.
�No women?�
�Uh-uh.� Luffy cocks her head. �Why�d you wanna know?�
Robin twines her fingers together and places her chin upon them, eyes on the horizon and peculiarly distant. �I have heard of many who carry the D, yet not one of them were female. And then I encountered you�� She trails off, and after a moment, murmurs, �You, who are most certainly a bearer of the Will. A herald of change.�
�I don�t get it,� Luffy says, pursing her lips in confusion. She likes Robin - she saved her life twice, after all - but the older woman talks really oddly. Luffy doesn�t understand half of what she says.
Robin chuckles and picks up the thick tome she�d set aside to speak with Luffy. �Nevermind, Captain-san. It may very well mean nothing.�
Luffy shrugs, flopping back against the Merry. �I�m glad you�re here, Robin. We�re going to have lots of super fun adventures!�
�I�m sure we will, Captain-san,� Robin smiles, enigmatic and sharp and deliberate. �I�m sure we will.�
- 10
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Running Up That Hill	By : yinneko23 Category: +M to R > One Piece Views: 11948 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Running Up That Hill