tampered | LOG; ongoing

LOG; ongoing

When; Dec 25th
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Jyabura [

maten_rou] and Robin [

blackhibiscus]
Summary; It's Christmas and Jyabura doesn't have anyone to celebrate it with. Robin just happens to have some free time~
Log;
Before she even knew it, Robin found herself in front of building 9 in the freezing cold; clutching the iron doorknob with a worried feeling that almost bordered unwillingness. She knew who she was here for, but she also knew who also lived in this particular building. Even though that inhabitant was gone for a while, she still didn’t like being around building 9 at all. It felt like she could have a claw shoved up her throat any minute, especially caused by her increased feeling of vulnerability since the past weeks. Dying was now definitely the last thing she wanted.

She took a deep breath and opened the door, knowing that no one was going to come and kill her; but still, she was cautious. She quickly paced through the sober hall to reach apartment 36 as quickly as possible; she didn’t want to spend more time in the hall than necessary.
She opened the door and promptly closed it behind it while doing so, glancing across the apartment with a smile. Plants. Lots of plants. She hadn’t expected anything else, really.

She walked around the apartment for a few moments before sitting down on a stray chair; she’d just wait for him to come back, then.

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That bastard, couldn't he take his stench with him when leaving?! That was most times the only thing that went through Jyabura's head, respectively nose, when getting back into the building, that frickin' pushy stink of that frickin' cat.

Whatever, at least it was warm here. He just came back from the warehouse to visit Cal for Christmas and though he really liked that guy very much, the warehouse was just absolutely no option for celebrating Christmas longer than, say, an hour or so. With some snowflakes melting in his hair he tried to open the door to his apartment, which was quite the task with arms full of presents.

"I hope you didn't wait too long" he said without even seeing her yet. Of course he knew Robin was there already, how wonderful it was to get back the best sense ever... He closed the door somehow, walked in and started to put all the stuff on the table, including a plushcat he gave a very sceptical look to. "Don't ask about that thing, I found some funny friends here..." he said with a grin while opening up a thermos flask and filling up a cup with some warm liquid. "They have a weird sense of humour" he added while handing her over the cup with a smile. Tea.

He sat on the sofa. Weird situation. Not uncomfortable, but really weird.

"Ah, no, I didn't wait too long." she murmured, while taking the cup thankfully. The distance between the Going Merry and building 9 was rather long, especially when one walked it in the blistering cold.

She sipped her tea quietly for a few seconds and looked at the stash of presents, honestly surprised by the amount of friends he had. But then again, considering his nature, how couldn't he have many friends? Except she never saw that until a short time ago.

Friends with strange humour, indeed. She put her cup down on the table, took the stuffed animal and put it on her lap, playing with its paws while an amused smile split her face. Well, it was kind of cute, even if it was a cat.

"Who'd give you such a thing? I hope it wasn't Naoto-san."

"Um no, Naoto gave me these here". He searched for the cookies in an awfully big amount of candy he'd never eat. Ever. He'd drown that skullmask girl in it the next time she asked him if he'd seen whoever. "Her humour is not less weird". The damn cookies looked like fucking dog treats. Just now he realized that you could interprete this gift as quite offensive. Oh well...

"I hope you got something nice from your friends" he said while trying to rub his hands warm, "I didn't get the chance to get you something. The day I wanted to, I prefered running around like an idiot pretending to be a puppy again..." While this curse was by far the most embarassing yet, it was most probably the funniest day ever. But he'd never admit that.

He saw her playing around with the cat. "Keep it if you like. The person who gave it to me expects to see it torn apart, so that's just fair."

"I'd rather find her sense of taste weird." Robin stated, absently fingering the plush cat on her lap. She still didn't understand her friend's decision, but she was at peace with it anyway. But if she'd ever be in danger, Robin did know that she wouldn't be there to help her, despite being fond of her very much. She just couldn't.

"Yes, actually more than I had expected. They've been very kind this year." she said while eyeing the bracelet around her wrist. She really didn't deserve it after all the lies and disappointment she had brought her friends.

"To be honest, I didn't get you anything either; so we're even. I feel a bit guilty now, though, since this cat is rather cute." she chuckled.

"I don't think you can use the words 'cat' and 'cute' in the same sentence, but I bet that's just me", he said while unbuttoning his jacket after he got some feeling back into his hands.

"Wasn't she at some Christmas party with you today?" While he felt sorry for her being kind of dumped once more by that bastard, Naoto was in first line quite dangerous by sharing a flat with Lucci. He had to admit that Naoto had a sort of positive effect on him, but he was as sure that Lucci also had an effect on her, and surely not a positive one. "I could imagine she was quite interested in the relationship between us. Though, maybe she wasn't in the right mood today. That bastard again..." Amazing how that fucker was able to ruin everything by simply not being here.

"Yes, that's definitely you." she smiled, since she didn't really have anything against cats. The fact that the man who wanted her dead was pretty much a cat himself was merely something unfortunate.

"She didn't ask anything at all and I think it won't be a surprise to you that I felt rather disconcerted by this. I expected many questions, but apparently she was still a bit depressed because of what happened the other day." Maybe she should have considered herself lucky, but she knew that Naoto wasn't that kind of a person.

"At least she doesn't know about my pregnancy yet. My nakama know now... I only hope that they will manage to keep silent about this for a while."

"You told them?" he asked her with a very surprised expression. He expected her to tell them as late as possible, thus at least until it's visual obvious. Seemed pretty untypical to him. "So... how did they react? Or do you keep the father still a secret?" Wouldn't be too stupid.

"As for Naoto...", he leaned back into the sofa, "she probably thinks I'm still going to kill you or the like. She must be pretty worried about you, I guess. Now that I'm not going to harm you, that would be no problem." He pondered for a while quietly. "But she could tell Lucci that I'm too much in contact with you as a man who is supposed to kill you. He's not going to be amused about that either way", he added with an annoyed tone. "It's in his nature as a cat to be a pesky little plague", he finished, but rather annoyed than worried.

"Yes, I did." she said quietly, staring inside her cup of tea. "Of course I couldn't keep you a secret, even if I wanted. Cook-san figured it out immediately, and her reacted rather, well, distant about it. Luffy, of course, looked like he had no idea what was going on, but I'm sure that he knows very well."

She took another sip and sighed. Even if her nakama would support her in any situation, this was special. She still had to see their real opinion about it, especially Sanji's.

"Naoto is smarter than that. I think she has figured out by now that something else is going on between us, and there is a large possibility that she'll tell Lucci soon. We'll have to await the consequences of that. And even though I don't want to say it, I'm scared. We know what that man is capable of." she added in a sad tone, a worried frown appearing on her face while she thought about that day she wanted to forget.

Cook-san? Oh yeah, that fucking blondie. It would have been a lot easier to get over the fact he's been beaten by a stupid pirate if he didn't know that this guy just had to be a freakin' cook, out of all possibilites.

"Just why on earth would she tell him that? I mean, you're friends with her, she has to know that she brings you in danger with everything she reveals to that bastard. She better keeps her mouth shut" he said angered. That damn brat just made the whole situation far more complicated. He didn't think Naoto was stupid, but he couldn't come up with even one reason why she fell for a piece of garbage like Lucci. Especially after he treated her like shit once more. Wait, maybe she was just stupid.

He gave Robin an unimpressed look. 'Scared'. He was never scared of Lucci. Ever. He hated him, he was annoyed by him, but never scared, though he knew very well he was stronger than himself. Being scared of someone is a sign of respect, and respect was something way too precious to waste on something like a stupid cat. To him, Lucci was in first instance a huge, stinking cat with spots, for God's sake. Followed by being merely nothing and then a really big annoyance.

"You don't need to be scared of him" he finally said like it was the most natural thing in the world and not the slightest sign of concern or fear in his voice.

"You don't know how big the influence is that he has on her. Love does strange things to people." she said with a sad smile. She wanted to believe that Naoto wouldn't put her in any danger deliberately, but she started to doubt this more and more.

"And why shouldn't I be scared of Lucci? He wants me to see me dead, and he can easily kill me if we ever cross paths; that's reason enough to be scared." she said, trying to shut the thoughts of all the things he could do to her out of her mind. She didn't want to have conversations like these during Christmas.

"Yeah, but too bad he's just misusing her" he said while rolling with his eyes. To him it was so damn obvious, it hurt. Why couldn't Naoto see that? Whatever.

"Oh I can tell you why. First off, there is this rubber boy who kicked his ass not too long ago mighty good", he admitted. "Kitty won't forget that one. And that cook of yours is... not bad either." which was at least horribly understated. "And I wouldn't bet on that 'easily', you're quite the opposite of weak, no matter if you're currently in that special state or not. Plus, you could outsmart him anytime, trust me on that. Oh, and you surely made some weird friends in this City too who are willing to help you out anytime."

He stood up, took the cup out of her hand and pulled her over to the sofa to sit next to him. "And if this still ain't enough, well I'm still here too. I won't allow him to do you any harm. I'll pull out all of his whiskers one by one..." he said with an excited grin like he couldn't await to do so. "Being cautious and all that is ok, but that fucker gets far more respect than he's worth it, and I don't give a fuck about what's he's capable of, you know? Christ, he's just a big cat, nothing more."

"Since you seem to derive a lot of fun out of all this, you can kill him instead of me. That seems fair." she joked, crossing her legs and chuckling slightly. "I don't want to put myself into unnecessary danger if you are so hellbent on inflicting the most possible damage onto him. Go ahead, you won't hear me complaining."

She smiled brightly and mused that she'd probably pay to see that, even though she wasn't that sadistic. Oh well, it'd all be for a good cause, would it ever happen.

"'Inflicting damage'?", he repeated amused, "you don't even want to know what I'd do to that bastard! But it will end up with at least one fur coat for every girl in this City, you bet!" Now that was a way to talk about Lucci he absolutely loved. And it made Robin smile, which was definitely a plus.

"Though, I expected a little more concern about my well-being from you, now that we finally get along..." he said joking while laying an arm around her hip. "Not that I like to admit it, but killing him off will probably end up in a few minor bruises for me."

He put his chin on her shoulder and gave her a tricksy look. "You could even pretend to be worried, that would be enough."

"Minor bruises, right." Robin laughed. "I fear that you'd end up with a lot more that a few minor bruises if you'd ever fight him." In the short time that she had dealt with CP9, she did have figured their strength level out; and yet unfortunately, the strongest one also had to be the one who was the most dangerous at the moment. Tough luck.

"Does this mean that I'll have to worry about you?" she added in a teasing manner while playing with his hair. "I hope you're relieved to know that it won't be faked."

"So, you think?" he said arcane. Not that he wasted the three years back in their world with nothing, but if it would be useful against Lucci, well, time would show. Most probably sooner than he actually liked it.

"Well, worrying means caring, and that's never a bad thing. And I actually am. Especially if I think about what you'd have done to me if I tried this, say, a week ago." He wrapped both his arms around her. "I'd had more than some minor bruises, I'm pretty damn sure..." He couldn't repress a very amused grin about the sudden change of the whole situation.

"I most likely would've killed you." she said, tapping his nose thoughtfully with her finger. "Very messily and not very discreetly either. But then, isn't that also how you like to kill?"

He had a point, though. Right now, she didn't mind at all, but she couldn't imagine what she would've done just a few days before. Strange how things can change so fast, especially between two persons who wanted to kill each other just a mere month ago.

"I'm sure that you wouldn't even had given me the chance of lifting a finger, hm?" she teased with a slight grin.

"Ma'am, I'm a pro. I can kill with one move. I'm not into tormenting at all!" he said with a smirk, not even minding the quite morbid subject they were talking about. He had an affinity of bluntly spotting creepy facts too and talking about killing people was just as normal as talking about the weather or what will be for dinner.

"But of course, how I'm supposed to kill and how I actually like doing it, well..." With one hand he brushed aside her hair and started biting along her neck, but far away from doing it rude or painful. "...that would be an entirely different matter."

He pulled her over to sit on his lap facing him, making it quite obvious that he wasn't interested in talking anymore too much for today. Stroking her hips only intensified that intention. Hey, Christmas was all about love and stuff, right?

"We can talk about how I'd kill you tomorrow, if you want to. As for today, I'd prefer how to please you, does that sound like an option to you? And don't mind staying for breakfast, I make quite good coffee..."

"You're rather straight to the point, aren't you?" she said with a smile of genuine amusement. "Most women don't like that."

She thought it was kind of funny, really. Especially considering the huge paradox it was; a CP9 agent seducing a notorious "enemy" of the World Government? He'd probably be hanged back in their world. Oh well, that only made it more fun, so why not enjoy it while it lasts?

She chuckled for a moment and rested her forehead against his while her hands crept up his chest. "But luckily for you, I'm not "most women"."

With his eyes closed he enjoyed both her touch and her commentary. He knew very good that he had a well, slightly problematic character, and any other girl would have gotten a snappy reply in return, no matter if they were sitting on his lap or not.

"You are definitely one of a kind" he said and switched his head to the side to give her a kiss. "But then, I don't dare disagreeing such a pretty girl, and least in that kind of situation" he added and let his hands wander under her top, stroking her stomach and lower ribcage.

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