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'Sexy Devil' Luffy	By : DonalGraeme Category: +M to R > One Piece Views: 31028 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Chapter 1: Birth of a Destiny, or Just a Really, Really Freaky Change
Luffy turned his back on Shanks, feeling as disappointed as any 7-year-old can possibly feel. Those stupid mountain bandits had made Shanks look like a fool, and the red-haired pirate had just let them. Then he had the audacity to laugh about it!
There was no doubt in Luffy’s mind that his hero was ten times the man that dumb Higuma was. So why hadn’t Shanks pounded them into the ground?! ‘Not worth getting worked up’ he said? Those were a coward’s words! Luffy grit his teeth and tried not to cry, because men didn’t cry. And just because Shanks decided to act weak, that didn’t mean HE would.
His tummy gave a little grumble. Luffy always got hungry when he was upset. Looking around for the nearest source of food not soaked in alcohol (it WAS a bar after all), the boy spotted a very strange fruit sitting in a tiny chest. Shrugging, Luffy reached out his tiny hands to grab it.
It really was the oddest food he’d ever seen. It was shaped kind of like a pineapple, only instead of spines there were round bumps like Luffy had seen on the raspberries that grew up in the mountains. Each little bump had a tiny little nub rising out of the center, kind of like the two weird brown spots Luffy had on his chest. The leaves sticking out the top started out thin, but flared out and rounded at the end. It was more than one color, being a pink-red at the edges and darkening to a reddish-purple at the center. It also smelled weird, almost like dirty laundry but with some spicy-sweet undertones that made it appetizing.
Luffy shrugged. When you’re hungry, eat.
The first bite made his eyes water. It was incredibly bitter, almost intolerably so. However, there was an almost soapy aftertaste that somehow balanced it, and it seemed to make his whole body tingle when he swallowed. Not sure if he liked it, Luffy took a second bite.
“Pigging out as usual, Luffy?” Shanks asked from the floor next to him.
“Shut up,” Luffy said around his full mouth. The fruit tasted completely different this time. It was sort of salty, but also sweet and heady and a little sticky, like a licorice-flavored lollipop on a hot day. It still made him tingly, so he decided to try a third bite.
Luffy was just sorting out the pungent sour, meaty flavor of the mysterious changing fruit when Shanks shouted “Oi, Luffy! What is that you’re eating?”
Luffy turned to face Shanks, now standing and looking very tall even if Luffy was sitting on a bar stool. His eyes were wide open and the scars over his eye were stretched tight by his barred teeth. The boy had never seen his idol look so angry, and he swallowed in nervousness, taking the third big bite with it.
“Did you eat the fruit that was in that chest?!”
Luffy could barely look guilty before Shanks grabbed his legs. The next thing he knew, he was hanging upside-down and the man he thought was his friend was shaking him like a maraca.
“Spit it up, Luffy! Every bit of it! Throw up that fruit you just ate!”
If he wasn’t so dizzy he couldn’t see straight, Luffy would have sworn that Shanks sounded scared.
Suddenly the tingling from the fruit turned into a burning. Not an ‘it’s-so-hot-outside’ burning. It was a ‘find-a-bucket-or-just-put-me-out-of-my-misery’ burning. Luffy felt like someone had just set him on fire. He screamed as loud as he could, as much in surprise at the suddenness as from the pain itself. Shanks’ grip on his ankles vanished and Luffy fell to the ground. He curled up into a ball, whimpering with each flare of searing agony. It was indescribable, impossible, and unbearable. He had NEVER in his entire life felt so much pain.
Luffy was aware of people around him, voices shouting, but he didn’t care. He couldn’t remember who they were. He couldn’t remember his own name. There was only the fire. All he wanted was for the fire to go out. Or to die. Whichever was easier.
27 seconds that lasted an eternity later, the heat vanished.
Luffy gasped. His eyes felt funny, and he realized he was crying. His whole body felt weak, hollow. He felt sorta hungry, but his tummy was full. And there was just the faintest tickle of that weird tingling still on his skin.
Luffy looked up from his little ball into the concerned faces of the Red Hair Pirates. Almost all of them flinched back. Ben’s eyes widened and his pipe fell out of his mouth. Lucky swallowed. Yasopp slapped himself. Makino covered her mouth. And Shanks fell to his knees, a look of horror on his face.
Luffy was confused. Why were they all acting so weird? Luffy sniffed to suck up some snot, and froze. The air smelled like the fruit, musky and rich and sweaty and tasty. There were other smells in there, chocolate and flowers and lime and sake and vanilla and pine and smoke and too many others to name, but underneath it all was that not-quite-dirty-laundry smell of the fruit.
Luffy sat up and took a deep breath this time. The air smelled the same, but now he could tell that each ‘extra’ smell was coming off a specific person. The strongest was the blend of fresh straw and good alcohol coming off Shanks. As Luffy breathed in that delicious aroma, he felt the not-hunger somewhere a bit lower than his belly quiver, but not really demand appeasement. It was like it was too small to demand feeding just yet.
“What just happened?” the boy asked. He quirked his head. Did his voice sound different? Sure it was hoarse from his screaming, but it almost sounded like his was singing.
Shanks gulped, then seemed to compose himself. He spoke in a tone that suggested he was really very angry but trying hard to sound calm. “That fruit was one of the Devil’s Fruits, Luffy. You have one of the powers of the Devil now, but you’ll never be able to swim again.”
Luffy shivered. So that burning had been because of the Devil. No wonder it had felt like hell. “What kind of power?” he asked. If he was never going to be able to paddle at the beach again, he wanted to know what he’d gotten out of the deal.
Shanks suddenly looked uncomfortable. He blushed and started looking anywhere but Luffy.
“Um… well… that fruit was called the, uh… Fuck-Fuck Fruit” he practically spat out.
Luffy frowned. “Fuck? Isn’t that when people make babies or something? How is that a power?”
Luffy hardly remembered and understood even less of the hour-long lecture he’d gotten from Gramps last year when he asked why boys and girls were different, but that word had popped up once or twice. To be fair, the old man had been pretty drunk when Luffy asked him.
Shanks blushed even more. His talking got even more weird. “Um, kinda. F-from what we heard, when… people, uh, want you in a, uh, a grown-up kind of way, you’ll be able to, uh, do s-s-stuff to them… you know what? Why don’t I just write down everything I know and you can read it in, say, ten years?”
Luffy shrugged. Shanks was acting too weird to understand anyway. The boy stood up, noticing that all the pirates seemed to jerk when they got a good look at him. They were even weirder.
Luffy started to feel guilty. He obviously shouldn’t have eaten the fruit, and he’d worried Shanks a lot. Luffy didn’t want his idol to feel bad. Even if he let those stupid bandits go without a fight. Luffy walked over to the still-kneeling Shanks and gave him a hug. “Sorry, Shanks. I did a bad thing.”
The man stiffened. Hesitantly, he patted Luffy on the back. “That’s okay, Anchor. You’re still my friend.” Luffy wondered why Shanks was the one that sounded guilty. He felt something tap his leg just as that wonderful fresh musk coming off of Shanks seemed to get even stronger and the little tingle turned into a buzzing. Luffy started to get dizzy it was so good, and he pressed his nose into Shanks’s neck to get even closer to that mouth-watering scent coming off his skin. The thing pressing against his leg got stronger.
All of a sudden, Shanks yanked himself out of Luffy’s arms. He crab-walked to the other side of the bar in seconds. He looked like he might be sick. “Well Luffy, that’s enough excitement for one day. Makino, take him home.”
Luffy was confused. Did he do something else wrong? Maybe it had to do with his weird new power. He tried to remember more of the strange talk from Gramps as Makino guided him across the village to the tiny house the two of them shared since Gramps asked her to look after him.
A drunken old man’s ramblings, a small boy’s lack of understanding, and a year for the memories to fade did not make for a clear bed of knowledge. Still, Luffy managed to remember some key points by the time the sun came down. 1. Men had mushrooms and balls of gold, and women had a weird hole and bouncy chests. 2. Sometimes men’s’ mushrooms got long and hard and they could stick it in women’s’ holes and plant some kind of baby seed. 3. For some odd reason sticking it in was supposed to feel good for both, but a man were supposed to pull out before the seed came out if he wasn’t married to the woman. 4. Boys and girls couldn’t do this; they had to wait until they walked through some ‘magical door’ called Puberty when they got older.
Luffy pounded his fist into his palm. That must be it! Shanks felt bad because Luffy made his mushroom get hard and Luffy hadn’t gone through Puberty yet. But, how had he made it get hard? And weren’t men only supposed to get hard for women? Wait, Shanks said “people” would want him in a grown-up way. As in women and men? How did that work?
Whatever, it was all too confusing. Luffy would wait for Shanks to explain it all.
Makino was very quiet, as usual, while she made dinner for the two of them. Now that Luffy wasn’t thinking so hard, he noticed that she smelled nice too. She smelled much cleaner and sweeter than all the men had, but there was still that little musky sweat smell like the fruit, along with the ‘extra’ smell of honeysuckle.
After dinner, Makino filled the tub for him. Like Shanks, she seemed to blush a little whenever she looked right at Luffy, and she seemed to get out of the bathroom extra fast.
Wondering if the fruit had done more than just mess with his nose, Luffy climbed up to the top of the sink to look at himself in the mirror.
For a second, he wondered if Makino had switched the mirror with one of those trick ones. About the only thing Luffy recognized from the last time he’d looked at his reflection was his hair color and tan skin.
His hair was really shiny and looked really soft, not rough like it had always been. It was still messy, but almost like it was on purpose, managing to frame his face while still looking unique. His face was less round, more ‘heart-shaped’ like Makino’s. His eyebrows and eyelashes were suddenly much cleaner and, well, prettier. His nose looked was much more like a button then he remembered, and his lips had never been that color or shape. And the scar he’d gotten from proving how tough he was to Shanks was gone.
There was a painting in the Mayor’s house of an angel saving a shipwrecked sailor. Luffy looked prettier than the angel. If he hadn’t looked down his pants, he would have wondered if the fruit had made him a girl.
Well, this was going to take some getting used to.
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Luffy got stamped in the stomach and tried very hard not to puke.
Just minutes ago, he had been sitting in Party’s Bar listening to those bandits from yesterday call Shanks a coward. They’d just been tossing around increasingly vile insults, while the stupid leader just smiled that stupid grin acting like he’d taken down an Admiral. Finally, Luffy couldn’t take it anymore. He’d called out the bandits on being a bunch of puffed-up bullies and told them in no uncertain terms that Shanks and his crew were ten times the men they would ever be.
This led to getting dragged outside and now literally being under Higuma’s boot. No matter how hard Luffy tried to the big man, nothing happened. He didn’t even flinch. His ‘pistol punches’ were good for nothing.
“Now, why did you have to go and ruin our fun time?” he asked with his oily voice.
“You were bad-mouthing Shanks. Take it back!”
“What’s the big deal? It’s not like we were insulting you.”
“Trash like you doesn’t deserve to even look at Shanks! Apologize, you stupid gorilla!”
The smug grin turned into a sneer and the bandit leader increased the pressure on Luffy’s chest, cutting off his air. “Normally, I’d kill anyone that pissed me off this much. But you’re a pretty cute one. I can think of a few people that would pay very handsomely for a toy that looked like you.”
“Oi, Boss. Can’t we play with him first? Kids always have the tightest holes.” One of the largest, hairiest bandits asked this, a truly disgusting look in his eyes as he looked at Luffy.
Luffy got a sick feeling. He had a feeling this guy didn’t care that he hadn’t gone through Puberty yet. Looking around, Luffy saw the same ugly look in a few of the other bandits’ eyes, and only sadistic glee in the rest. These men didn’t care if he got hurt, hell they wanted to get hurt. And they smelled terrible. There was none of the sweetness or heat that made Shanks and Makino pleasant. There was only sweat and dirt and copper tang of blood, all laced with some rancid odor like sour milk or rotting meat. The Red Hair Pirates had smelled good enough to eat. These bandits made Luffy want to gag.
“He’ll be worth more as a virgin,” Higuma said, as if commenting on a piece of meat at the butcher’s.
“I’ll give up my share. He really is a sweet little thing,” the hairy bandit offered, actually starting to drool.
Luffy struggled even harder, but for all the effect he had he might as well have stayed still. Higuma didn’t even notice his little fists pounding on his legs. And for the first time Luffy felt the hopeless feeling only felt when something evil wants to do bad things to you and you find yourself powerless to stop it. He might not know exactly what they were going to do, but he knew it would hurt. And he couldn’t do a damn thing about it.
Higuma considered the condition. “Fine, but you only get one round.”
“That’s fine with me,” the ugly bandit said. He started to walk toward the writhing Luffy, an obvious tent in his trousers. Luffy looked at it with dread. So that was what happened when mushrooms got hard. The boy had absolutely no desire to see what it looked like.
Just as the monster was about to fish it out, an elderly voice cried out “Stop! Please, leave the poor child alone!”
Everyone in the square turned to face Woop Slap, the mayor of Fuusha Village. By his side was an out-of-breath Makino, gazing at Luffy with terror in her eyes.
“I don’t know what this boy has done to offend you, and I don’t really care. Just please leave him alone.” The mayor got to his knees and prostrated. “If it’s money you wish, you may have as much as you want. Just leave the boy unharmed.”
“Mayor,” Luffy whispered. There was barely any musk to the old man’s scent, only the sweet refreshing bite of peppermint. The boy had thought he only got on the old man’s nerves, and here he was begging for his safety.
Higuma chuckled. “The older generation always seems to know how the world works. Unfortunately for you, this brat pissed me off. And I very much doubt you could offer half the money I’d get for selling him to the auctions in Goa.”
“Wait! Please!” the mayor cried, getting up from his bow.
“So this is where everybody went.”
Everyone turned to find the entirety of the Red Hair Pirates assembled in a line, blocking off any escape for anyone in the square. Shanks himself stood just behind Makino and Woop Slap, his eyes ice cold even as he smiled pleasantly.
“Well, if it isn’t the janitor. Shouldn’t you be polishing windows or something?” Higuma taunted. The man who would become a Yonko completely ignored him.
“Oi, Luffy. I thought your punches were as strong as a pistol!”
“Shut up!” the boy called back, now feeling embarrassed at being so weak. All fear had completely vanished upon Shanks’s arrival.
Shanks chuckled before focusing on Higuma. His fake grin vanished. “Listen here, you stupid bandits. You can laugh at me, throw food at me, even spit at me, and I’ll just laugh it off. But if you lay one finger on a friend of mine, you better be prepared for the consequences!”
The man wearing a straw hat began to walk forward, only for a bandit to appear at his side with a pistol aimed at his head.
The man was unfazed by the typical bullshit that poured out the pathetic idiot’s mouth. “Now that you’ve drawn that pistol, are you prepared to risk your life?”
“Huh?”
“Guns are for action, not threats.”
The potential accessory to child molestation had his brains blown out by Lucky Roo, who fired the pistol while taking a bite from his ever-present leg of meat.
The bandits started shouting and yelling about ‘dirty tricks’.
“What did you expect? We are pirates after all,” Shanks stated calmly.
The full force of the Higuma Mountain Bandits charged at the Red Hair Pirates. Where they were soundly beaten with minimal effort by the first mate alone. The man didn’t even break a sweat.
Higuma was staring to panic. “Hey, hey, come on, he’s just a brat, no need to get so worked up!”
“Don’t you have a bounty on your head?”
Luffy was silently marveling at how awesome Shanks was when he was suddenly choking on smoke. There was a sudden sensation of movement while rough arms dragged him by the throat, making it even harder to breathe. By the time the tears cleared from his eyes, Luffy found himself being held up by the cuff of his shirt on a rowboat already out of sight of the island.
“Ha, ha, ha! Those dumb pirates would never guess that a mountain bandit would run out to sea! Now I just have to circle around to the other side and you’ll be off my hands!”
“You stupid, shitty, stinky bandit! Let me go!”
Higuma grabbed Luffy’s jaw, jerking his head to face him. “If I were you, I’d learn to follow orders. This time tomorrow, you’ll be a slave.”
Luffy’s answer was to bite down on the man’s fingers.
“Ow! You know what, just die!” With that, Higuma tossed the boy into the ocean.
Luffy felt like someone had poked a hole in him and drained out all his energy. He barely had the strength to flail in the water. ‘I really can’t swim anymore!’ Luffy struggled for breath, trying not to drown. So consumed was he that he didn’t even notice when the local Sea King ate Higuma whole. Not until it started to charge right at him. That he did notice.
He didn’t even have the breath to scream.
Suddenly a strong arm wrapped around him and jerked him to the side. A voice as cold as ice muttered “Get lost”. Luffy looked up to see Shanks, minus one crucial part. The boy started to cry.
The man looked down at the boy smiling. “Come now, there’s no need to cry. I heard from Makino how you stood up for us. If you’re so brave, why are you crying?”
“BECAUSE OF YOUR ARM!” Luffy screamed through his tears. The reason Shanks was holding him with only one arm was because the other was gone. It was torn off past the elbow into a bloody mess, the work of the monster that had almost eaten Luffy.
The man didn’t even seem fazed. “It’s okay. It’s just one arm. It was worth it to save a friend.”
Luffy cried harder. Shanks had done so much for him. He’d saved his life, and he was so good. So strong, so pure, so kind.
“I love you, Shanks.”
Shanks gasped as Luffy looked up into his eyes, letting him see how true the words were. The man seemed frozen as Luffy stared into his warm eyes. Suddenly Luffy’s body tingled as strongly as when he ate the fruit. Moving on instincts he didn’t know he had, Luffy reached up and pulled his hero into a kiss.
Fireworks seemed to explode in Luffy’s stomach as he moved his new, young lips against Shanks’s rough, unmoving ones. The tingling became warm, not as hot as the fire, but enough to heat Luffy up like he had a fever. Energy seemed to buzz throughout Luffy, originating from that point of contact between their bodies. And, barely aware of what he was doing, Luffy willed that energy into Shanks.
Shanks seemed locked in place, unable to pull away as Luffy used his Devil’s Fruit for the first time. The man’s ruined arm started to twitch, until a new one grew out of the stump. The skin was pink and raw, the fingernails not yet grown, the muscles nonexistent, but it was an arm, whole and attached to Shanks.
Luffy ended the contact and smiled into the shocked face of his first love before collapsing into unconsciousness.
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The day had finally come when the Red Hair Pirates left Fuusha Village. Their captain, hiding his infant arm in a sling, watched his crew load the ship with pride. Beside him stood the young boy that had gifted him the limb using one of the most taboo powers of the Devil.
“Do you really have to go?” the boy asked.
“Yes. We’ve enjoyed using this place as a base, but we can’t afford to stay still for too long. We are pirates after all. I hope you don’t mind that I can’t take you with us.”
More meanings than one were conveyed with that statement.
“I understand,” the boy said with a sigh. “Anyway, I wouldn’t say yes if you offered. I’ve decided I’m going to form my own crew why I become a pirate.”
Shanks turned to stick his tongue out at the boy. “Like a little elf like you could be a pirate captain. You’re too pretty to get into a fight!”
Luffy felt his temper explode at the insult to both his size and capacity to knock someone’s teeth in. “Shut up! I’ll grow up to be super strong and form an awesome crew even better than yours! Then we’re going to go to the Grand Line and find One Piece! I’m going to be the Pirate King!”
The words seemed to echo in the air.
Shanks smiled before plucking the hat off his head. “You’re going to be the Pirate King, huh?” He placed the hat on the shocked Luffy’s head. “Then take care of this hat for me. It’s my most precious possession. I expect you to return it to me someday, as a legendary pirate.”
The boy nodded, silent tears streaming down his face.
Shanks reached into his pocket and pulled out a thick roll of parchment. “As promised, here’ everything I know about your fruit and what it can do. I want you to swear to me that you won’t use it until you’re at least 13. This fruit is very dangerous Luffy, not just to others but to yourself as well. I want you to promise you’ll be careful with it.”
“I promise,” the boy said as he took the roll.
And so Luffy watched as the man who had taught him the most important lesson sailed away, the symbols of two promises clutched in his arms.
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A decade passed at its own slow, meandering pace. It had its ups and its downs, its miracles and its heartbreaks. And Luffy grew with it. He learned, explored, trained, experimented, tried, failed, and tried again. He made bonds, and learned the pain of when they are cut. And he never lost sight of his goal. Until in time the ignorant, angelic boy had become a dauntless, heartbreaking man.
Luffy hugged Makino good-bye before hopping into the boat that would take him out into the world for a lifetime of adventure. As he turned back to wave to the villagers that had come to wish him farewell, he was met with a wave of sighs and love declarations. He giggled before blowing a kiss, sending more than half the crowd into a shrieking mess.
Luffy was truly a sight to see. The straw hat he never was without rested comfortably on his head, giving him a kind of farm boy charm. His hair was artfully tousled, as rich and vibrant as onyx, and hung just long enough to make him look exotic. He had a face that looked like it had been carved from warm, smooth marble by God Himself, and a body that any model of either sex would sell their soul for. A sleeveless red vest a size too small framed his torso, held together by just one button, offering tantalizing glances at his abs and chest, and an unimpeded view of his tan, corded arms. Jean shorts that looked glued on showed off his long legs, shapely rear, and made it very clear that he wasn’t wearing underwear.
Luffy was, without a single doubt in the minds of anyone who saw him, the most beautiful man in the world, and possibly the most beautiful period. Gay or straight, man or woman or in-between, he was capable of wrapping anyone around his finger. By no means a virgin, and magnificently lacking in any kind of preference, he had comforted the lonely, eased the scared and confused into adulthood, and lured more than one evil soul into a trap they had never seen coming.
Suffice to say he left his mark.
Dropping the sail and beginning to move, Luffy waved goodbye and called out, with the voice of a particularly melodic angel, “Adieu, my dears! I pray we meet again someday!”
“WE’LL MISS YOU, LUFFY-KUN!” came the thunderous reply.
Luffy chuckled, before turning to face the open sea. Out of nowhere, the Sea King that proved itself a nuisance time and again reared up out of the water. Screams of terror sounded from the crowd. The future Pirate King merely looked up into the face of a monster before pouting radiantly.
“You weren’t thinking of hurting little old me… were you?”
Hearts replaced the beast’s eyes. The besotted overgrown eel leaned down and sniffed deeply of Luffy’s bewitching scent. The man himself reached out and gave the nose a couple pats, making the creature wiggle in delight.
“This is for almost laming Shanks.”
Luffy’s other hand rocketed toward the Sea King’s jaw in a vicious uppercut. The comically shocked predator was lifted right out of the water and sent flying into the distance. Luffy blew at his slightly smoking knuckles and turned to face the stunned crowd.
“Never be fooled by a pretty face! You never know what might be hiding behind it!”
And so, amid another round of cheers and marriage proposals, Monkey D. Luffy set out to sea.
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