What If It Were Real?(Part 27)

No one’s pov.

Dave, Bill, Jones, Mykhayla, and Doc all walked out of the doctor’s office, having finally overcome their stomach flues.

They headed up to the top deck only to see the entirety of their crew sprawled out on the deck unconscious and covered in blood. Some where missing limbs and others had their insides strewn about, obviously dead.

“Wow!” Mykhayla exclaimed, “We missed a party!”

“Some party.” Jones muttered.

The five stood there for several moments taking in the view and letting everything sink in.

“I’m pretty sure they’re all dying.” Dave finally said.

“You’re probably right.” Doc acknowledged before he sighed, “Alright, well I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m pretty sure this had been done by the Big Mama pirates. So we should probably get out here as soon as we can.”

“Alright,” Bill sighed, “How do we go about that?”

“Well, the mechanisms in the back of the ship will take care of most of it.” Mykhayla told them, “We just need to steer it in the right direction.”

“Alright,” Dave said with a fair amount of authority in his voice, “Mykhayla you know how it works, so you go up to the helm and take over there. There should be a log post up there for you to use to navigate. Jones you and Bill help Doc take those who are still alive down stairs and tend to them, they are our nakama and we need to take care of them. I’ll start cleaning up the deck and getting rid of the dead and body parts. Either of you need an extra hand just let me know.”

Everyone nodded.

“When we’re done everyone meet down in the kitchen and we’ll work on a soup or something together.” Mykhayla offered.

The boys all nodded and group all set off to do their own tasks.


The five uninjured crew mates all sat together at the dinning table to talk about what to do next over bowls of  chicken noodle soup.

“How long do you think they’ll be out?” Bill asked the Doctor.

Doc shrugged, “For some of them maybe only a couple of days, for others it’s hard to say. We just need to keep our wits about us and be careful.”

“Anyone want to volunteer for night watch tonight?” Dave asked the table, “I’d prefer if it wasn’t you Doc, you’ve been working like a dog over all the injured today.”

“I have a few repairs I should make in the engine room before I can go to bed, I’d feel better if it was someone else up top.” Mykhayla sighed.

Dave nodded.

“I’ll take it.” Jones offered, “But I got a question, who’ll take over cooking? Torri’s out and we don’t even have Heat to cook meat anymore.”

“Whoever isn’t on night watch should take on cooking for the next day, we’ll take turns. I think that’s fair.” Mykhayla told them.

The boys all nodded.

“I’m gonna need at least one extra set of hands helping me every day. Should we have a set person or take turns again?” Doc asked the table.

Dave shook his head, “We’ll take turns. The deck is basically cleaned up aside from some light mopping. I figure whoever is steering the ship, or maybe Jones when he’s on watch can finish that all up.”

“Fair to me.” Bill said, “But fair warning here, I’m not a good cook.”

“Neither am I.” Mykhayla added.

“Me either.” Jones laughed, “That’s why I asked.”

“I don’t think any of us are.” Dave said lightly.

“The entire reason I became a doctor was so I could avoid cooking. But we’ll make the most of it.” Doc smiled, “Anyway, if we’re done we better get to our tasks and to bed. We have literally everyone counting on us, and a lot to do tomorrow. So sleep well.”

“Except for you, Jones,” Mykhayla barked, “You’re on night watch.”

The entire table blinked at her.

“What?” She defended, “I can be catty.”

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What If It Were Real?(Part 26)

Mykhayla’s pov.

Layers of purple under orange and white petals with a red sun and dark blue silhouette of surfers, all surrounded by curved leaves of a million different shades of green that made me want to be sick.

I was instantly pulled away from that by Torri.

“That wasn’t what I was talking about when I said look at the view.” Torri growled at me, pulling me out from behind Killer.

I blinked and looked from her to the God awful Hawaiian shirt Killer was warring.

“Ohh!” I blinked again, “This is much better!”

I felt the brunette on my one side twitch, and blonde on my other side shift uncomfortably.

The actual view, not just the forced one I made up, was a clear blue sky over top of a bright orange sea.

“It’s so pretty!” I beamed, “But I hate the water so much.”

“It’s orange juice.” Torri told me, “We’ve just entered the Totto land archipelago.”

“Orange juice?!” I asked, “Oh, hell yeah! Let’s go for a swim!”

“You’re a devil fruit eater.” Killer cut in.

“Doesn’t that only count for water?” I asked him, “This is orange juice we’re talking about here.”

“Devil fruit users are weakened by any form of liquid, sea water, fresh water, juice, milk, anything. If a devil fruit user is submerged up to a certain point in any liquid, sea water or otherwise they will lose power and drown.” Torri explained, “Aside from that, that’s a sticky mess waiting to happen.”

I sighed, “Fine! No swimming.”

“You don’t even like swimming” Torri accused.

“That’s true. I really don’t.” I shrugged, “Scratch that off the bucket list.”

“Since when the hell am I in charge of your bucket list?” She demanded.

“To be honest, I’m pretty sure I don’t even have one.”

“Then why bring it up?” Killer asked.

“It’s an expression.” I dead panned.

“With you I never know.” He shrugged.

“And I heard you were a lady-killer, and now I know why.” I retorted.

Killer just stared at me for a moment before turning and leaving Torri and I alone.


Torri’s pov.

I shook my head for the millionth time to try to stop my vision from blurring again.

Everyone was feeling bad, and I was under orders from the doctor to make something easy on the stomach to help them all out. It didn’t help though that I was feeling like shit.
I felt really bad though, they all seemed to be feeling ill after eating that soup I made the other day. I guess some of the ingredients I used were bad.

“Damn.” I cursed as I clutched the edge of the counter. My head was spinning and I wasn’t sure if I could keep myself up right any longer.

I was nearly thrown off my feet when the ship lurched violently. I clutched the counter in an attempt to keep myself up.

“What the fuck?” I mumbled to myself as I stumbled out of the kitchen and towards the door leading out to the deck.

The ship lurched again, causing me to fly face first into the wall.

When I get my hands on whoever is responsible for this. I growled in my head.

I managed to throw the door opened and stepped out onto the deck. A war zone was occurring before me.

Kidd was trying his best to fend off underlings, Killer was haphazardly slashing at anything that got too close, Heat was trying to set the enemies on fire, yet about a dozen of our crew men were nothing more than charred bodies on the deck, Wire was doing his best. The only thing I was thankful for was the fact that Mykhayla wasn’t on deck in all this carnage.

I winced and pulled out my scythe spinning around to keep enemies around me at bay. I had about fifteen seconds to take in the situation in its entirety before I started to slow down.

People dressed in chess piece costumes? They were fighting. There were other people who were dressed, I wanted to say strangely but seeing as who my captain was I couldn’t really say anything about it. Then there was this giant guy clad in what looked to be biscuits? He was really wrecking shit.

I dropped my scythe from above my head and brought it to my waist, spinning myself in the process to get the chess pieces heads off. They were taken care of.

The rest of my crew was in danger though. I sprinted forward and took out the three at Killer’s back. I then turned and used the handle of my scythe to knock out the guy that was about to take my captain from his unguarded side.

I flicked the blade of my scythe to deflect a couple of bullets that were aimed at me. With that done I took out a throwing knife and sent it at an enemy that was aiming at Wire. He went down in a crumpled heap.

I then turned my attention to the giant biscuit armor guy. I figured, even in my hazy mind, he was the leader. If I could take care of him then the rest should be a breeze.
I took out another throwing knife and sent it flying at the guy’s eye. At the same time I charged for his leg to bring him down a size.

He deflected the knife easily enough, but was caught slightly by surprise when his leg gave out under him. I readied my scythe to cut upwards to take him out, but was stopped dead in my tracks.

Something flashed just before my eyes, pictures, places, names. I couldn’t quite place it.
The next thing I knew pain was coursing through my left eye and I was screaming in pain, backing away from the sword covered in blood that was before me.

I heard an annoying laugh come from before me, but I couldn’t open up my right eye to look.

“You almost had me there, girl!” It squeaked, “Why did you stop, I wonder?”

I fell to a knee and forced my right eye open, still clutching the bleeding wound that was the left side of my face.

I growled up at the cracker warrior. Something else in my mind flashed, but I couldn’t place it either.

Suddenly his face dropped as he stared down at me.

“Let’s go!” He called to his subordinates.

“But, Cracker-sama-” One of his underlings called out only to be cut off.

“I said we’re going now!” He barked again, “These pitiful rookies wont last long in their condition. You too, Zane. Mama will be proud of you.”

Zane! I looked over to where the little rat strode forward towards the Sweet Commander.

“You!” I managed out.

He paused and smirked at me, “Me!” He sang.

“I bet you didn’t see this one coming, witch!” He laughed as he made his way to the railing, “I can’t believe Eustass was even stupid enough to think you would be in any way useful. That’s all just a bunch of bullshit.”

He hopped up onto the railing as the Yonko’s crew prepared to sail off.

“It’s good to see you all groveling to me for once! You are all pathetic! Thinking you’re better than everyone! Thinking you can run the world all because you got a dream! You damn idiots! Do you have any idea what Mama has-”

He was cut off by a drowning gurgle. He looked down only to see a throwing knife, buried up to its hilt in his throat.

He looked back up and stared at me. My right arm still outstretched following through with my throw.

“Has anyone ever told you,” I panted, “You talk too much.”

Without another sound he fell backwards, off the ship. The splash of his body hitting the water was the only thing that followed.

Cracker looked at the ocean and then back at me.

“Move out!” He called to his crew just before his ship set sail away from us.

“Get the hell out of our territory or die already!” He called back.

I waited until they were a safe distance away before I allowed myself the luxury of falling over, unconscious.

Size(A Charlotte Katakuri Lemon)

Damn. I thought to myself as I squinted at the numbers again. I was just barely over one fourth of his height. No wonder people talked and disapproved of us. I sighed again and threw the piece of paper and pencil I had been using down. It was ridiculous. I was just barely five foot one and half inches, and he stood almost seventeen feet tall. I was small compared to most people on Totto Land, but this was something else.

I had never really noticed the difference in our heights too much. At least that was until one of his little sister, Flampe, pointed out how odd we looked together and how I wasn’t good enough for her favourite older brother. Katakuri and I had been dating for about two years now. He was very nervous when he brought me to meet his family because he felt they would make fun of me. Some of them did. Big Mom had been passive about our relationship as long as Katakuri still maintained order and was loyal to her and their family.

I was brought out of my pitiful thoughts by large hands on my hips that pulled me upwards and then back down, no longer onto the couch I had been sitting on, but rather onto a lap I had grown accustom to.

“Welcome back.” I smiled up at my boyfriend who in turn pulled down his scarf to show me his captivating mouth pulled into a genuine smile. Before he leaned down and placed a kiss atop my head.

“How was the mission you were on?” I asked, turning around in his lap to face him. I straddled him like I usually do. His legs were crossed, so my thighs were spread wide apart in order for my feet to hit the couch on either side of him. My entire torso was pressed against his stomach as I stared straight up at him.

“Successful.” He said shortly and leaned down again to capture my mouth in a short but sweet kiss, “Those worst generation bastards didn’t know what hit them once Smoothie and I got there. But enough about that. I don’t want to think about those things anymore.”

I smiled and nodded, leaning more into him to hear his heart beat. He wrapped one arm around me to hold me against him. And in this one simple action, the thought once again struck me.

“Katakuri?” I asked quietly, looking up at the much larger man.

He hummed down at me, the smile still on his face.

“Am I too small?” I asked finally, not sure how else to phrase it.

“What are you talking about?” He almost demanded, the smile on his face gone. He was dead serious now.

I let a sigh out before speaking, deciding now would be the best time to let all of my worries, doubts and concerns loose.

“I’m barely just more a quarter your height.” I started, “People have been talking in whispers about us being together with our height differences. Your siblings aren’t too gung-ho about us either. Some of your sisters have even stated that you can do better than me. I don’t doubt it because you are you, but it. All these things just make me feel even more insignificant next to you. I know I’m small. It’s been apparent to me ever since I was a kid. But now I just feel miniscule. And I don’t want your reputation tarnished because of me.”

Only a short moment passed before the arm the was at my back moved down towards my butt and lifted me up towards the larger man.

“I like your size.” He told me softly with a smile that make all my worries and doubts disappear, “People talk, let them. My family can be rather fickle at times too so don’t let them bother you. If I thought I could do better, sugar, I wouldn’t be with you. You’re the only one I’m not afraid of showing my face to. You accept me. And don’t ever feel insignificant, after all that saying goes: behind every strong man is an even stronger woman.”

I looked away from him, a smile on my face. I felt so silly for all those thoughts. He would always accept me, despite my size.

I let out a squeal in surprise and his arm had moved without me realizing and was replaced my both his hands on my rear.

“Do I need to show you how much I actually do care about you again, Sky?” He asked, his hot breath tickling my face, “You know I have no problem doing that.”

“A-aren’t you tired after your mission?” I asked flustered as he then started massaging my butt.

“I always have energy for you.” He teased, leaning down to capture my mouth in a long, heated kiss. It was hard and there was a lot of passion in it, but like usual his teeth never once drew any blood from my lips. He was always careful.

He started to slowly slide himself down on the couch so he was laying on it, me sprawled out on his build chest. While he was doing that, his hands moved from my ass to my tights where he massaged and rubbed them. He was so good at it, I couldn’t stop the moan coming out as he layed all the way down.  That gave him the best access to my mouth. We both explored each other’s mouths like we had countless times before. It was only when I felt his hands go from my thighs to my lower back, pushing my shirt up to start rubbing my back did the kissing stop momentarily.

I sat up, breaking the kiss, I was now seated on his chest staring down at him, into his beautiful crimson eyes.

“Gloves.” Was all I could breath as I groped the hem of my t-shirt and pulled it over my head, tossing it carelessly around the room. I then reached between my modest chest and unclasped my bra, tossing that haphazardly aswell.

Katakuri had removed his gloves and scarf at this point, reaching up to massage my chest. I let out another moan, and reddened more than I normally would have. Everything about me was small compared to other humans, yet he never seemed to mind.

His hands then moved to my back and pushed me forward a little. It was only now that his sharp teeth would ever graze skin. As he kissed, sucked, and gently nipped at my chest and torso, causing me immense pleasure and leaving his own marks. I let out more moans as he kissed his way down my stomach to my belly button. At which point I lifted up my skirt with a reddened face to reveal to him my lacy panties. A seductive smirk spread across his face as he hooked a finger under the waistband and pulled them off in one movement. My seating position had changed aswell.

I moaned loudly as he licked at his already wet folds. I turned even redder. I was sitting on his face now. His strong arms holding me in place by my calves, that he  massaged as he reeked havoc on my clit. His large teeth grazed against my lower lips, causing me to shudder. I looked down at him, and he held my brown eyes in a lust filled gaze.

It was just like him. I thought. Making direct eye contact while eating me out to make me even hotter.

I let out another loud moan as he changed tactics from licking at my clit to sucking on it. There was already a tightness building up in my stomach, this only made it tighter. I knew I was close. And so did Katakuri.

I wanted to reach down and play with myself as well, just to hurry this along. But I had learned from experience that this was the quickest road to release. Any attempt to interrupt Katakuri now would result in teasing, and a possible lack of release until he was ready.

I hunched over him, moaning and panting just wishing I could find a release now. I felt my eyes roll back into my head as he gave it to me.

“Katakuri.” I moaned as I came down from my high.

He tucked some on my black hair behind my ear before he kissed my lips passionately as he slowly started to raise himself up into a lounging position.

“Do you understand how special you are to me now, Sky?” He asked as he pulled away and licked his lips.

I nodded, closing me eyes. He always made it clear how much he cared for me. That’s why I was the only person who could see him on his back, who could get him to be on his back.

“I don’t think you do.” He grinned, bordering sadism at the moment as he slid me down his strong chest again until I was actually on his lap. One of his hands was on my thigh, the other cradling his head.

The hand on my thigh left there and appeared before my mouth, all but forcing two fingers in there.

“How often do I need to tell you how beautiful you are?” He asked me as I began to suck his fingers.

“I guess it’s not nearly often enough if you’re doubting what we have.” He said more to himself, even though his crimson eyes were fixed on my brown ones. Making me feel even hotter because I was sucking on his fingers, knowing what was going to come next.

“Don’t worry though, sugar. I’ll make sure there’s never going to be anymore doubt in your mind about how I feel about you.” He smiled gently at me this time and removed his fingers from my mouth.

I shuttered in anticipation as his hand moved down to my still wet and sensitive clit. I didn’t break eye contact this time as he slowly inserted one long, skilled didget into me. I moaned again as he twirled it around inside me.

Before I knew it I was a mess of moans and mews, and that was even before he added in a second and then eventual third fingers into me. Despite the haze of pure pleasure, I knew he was just doing this to prepare me. And that thought only made my arousal grow with the coil building up inside me.

Eventually I couldn’t take it anymore and moaned his name as I came hard on his hand.

Despite my heavy breathing, I still made out the sound of a zipper being pulled down. Something then sprung out of his pants, sitting hard and flush against my back side. I reached between my legs to try to stroke it, but was stopped by the man himself and raised up slightly.

“Relax, Sky.” He said to me sweetly.

I was still in a bit of a haze due to my previous orgasms so I could really only do as he told me.

Painfully slowly did he lower me down onto his shaft. If I had to guess at the times I had seen it, I would say we was average size but considering he was more than three times my size there was no way he would ever be able fit all the way to hilt inside me.

I leaned forward so my hands were supported by his muscular abdomen and lowered myself down so the head of the member was completely lost inside me.

I heard a breathy moan escape his lips. I took that as my que to lift myself up slightly more and fall down slightly on his cock again. Shallow and slow, with moans escaping both of us the friction was amazing. And when he gripped my hips and helped to roll them in a circular motion it was only mere minutes before I came again, harder than the times before this. Katakuri wasn’t too far behind me, blowing his load inside of me before I fell forward onto his chest completely spent.

He pulled me up his body a little further and cradled me against his chest so I could feel his heart beat again.

“You’re a pervert.” I huffed out and looked up at him.

“And why’s that?” He smirked down at me.

“You like how small I am.”

He could only laugh at that while I curled up a little better on his chest.

“Maybe that’s one of the reasons.” He teased back, “Same as why you like me this much.”

“Maybe.”