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There was a legend, one that everyone knows of. A man with razor shape teeth, and a crave for blood.
The well known tale of Dracula, the vampire king.

A little overdramatic if you ask Mihawk, he really didn't care what title he was given besides the Greatest Swordsman. Even if he didn't show it.

Like any other night besides the ones spent lounging away in his castle alone cradling a glass of 'wine' in his hands, he was visiting a friend.

A very annoying one in Mihawks opinion.
' out of all places he chooses to meet me at an old bar in the middle of nowhere? Well there's not much to expect from him anyways' Mihawk mentally rolled this eyes as the thought of the red haired man.

As he enters the old bar he spots the red haired menace sitting at the bar flirting with the blonde waitress as per usual.

But this time what catches his eye is a (h/c) man sitting next to him slowly sipping on a glass of clear liquid.
Mihawk could only assume it was something light seeing as the other man wasn't swaying nearly as much as the three scarred bastard occupying the seat next to him.

Ignoring the thought he makes his way over to the red haired pirate Shanks. As he comes up from he meets the lazy gaze of the man next to him. His (e/c) spheres entrancing his slightly, engaging a very small but warm feeling in his gut.

It felt as if Mihawk could trust this man with his life without even speaking a word to him. And he had this smell, it was familiar and calming but infuriating at the same time.

But the connection was soon lost as Shanks turns around to fling his one good arm around Miwahks shoulders.

" Well look what the cat dragged in! Your finally here, I didn't actually think you'd show up." The vibrant hair colored man exclaimed while squashing himself closer for a half-assed side hug.

"Your lucky I showed up, I was very tempted to ignore your letter." The stone cold man said in a stoic voice as he shrugged off his arm.

"Oh yeah! This is (y/n), he's a new crew member but he says he wants to become a swordsman! So no better person to ask than you Hawkeye!" Shanks smiled brightly as he nodded over to the quiet male.

"So your saying you want me to babysit and train someone you just met?" Mihawk questions in disgust.

"Aw c'mon Hawkie he isn't that bad! Ain't that right (y/n)"

"I don't bite, only on occasion though" the (h/c) male smirks as he brings the glass up to his lips and quickly gulps down the rest of the liquid.

Turning around to face the men standing as he leans against the bar with his elbows on the edge he smiles sweetly at mihawk, almost too sweetly.

Raising an eyebrow slightly the vampire turns to Shanks with an almost 'are you series ' look even if he wasn't really imparting that.

"Please~" Shanks begged as he gave him the best puppy eyes he could muster. "Fine" Mihawk spits out wanting the man child off of him.

With a smirk (y/n) gets up and sticks his hand out for Mihawk to shake, hesitantly the swordsman shakes his hand and immediately gets his smell.

Eyes sharpening ever so slightly he tightens his grip, " werewolf " Mihawk grits out.

Only getting a smirk after, " vampire king" the latter's smirk widens even more as he steps closer.

"This'll be so much fun."
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Finally I've published the first one shot for this book, Ive been so busy lately man so if you requested something it's gonna take a while im sorry.

But anyways I hope you enjoyed this because Mihawks one of my favorites.

Also Part 2 maybe?

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