One Piece x Reader

Partners in Crime (Rob Lucci x Reader)

You stand in Spandam's office, arms crossed. He's called both you and the prodigy Rob Lucci, and you're pretty annoyed about the whole thing. You're a recent addition to CP9, and so it would make sense to not be sent out on your own, but still. Nearby, Rob Lucci doesn't hide his annoyance, and he seems ready to strangle the director.

"So," Spandam says. "The two of you will be working together on a mission to retrieve a poneglyph from a man by the name of Orson and then make sure he can't ever speak about it."

You raise a brow. "Is that it?"

"This will all take place at a formal event, a ball. Blueno will take you there."

Rob Lucci speaks now. "And why must I work with this rookie?" You frown at his question.

"How dare you question my authority?!" Spandam rails. "I am the director! You just follow my orders!"

Rob Lucci seems to stifle a sigh and nods.

"Good," Spandam says. "Now, go!"

The two of you walk out the door. You follow Rob Lucci as he strolls calmly with his hands in his pockets, but you can tell by his lowered brows that it's just a façade.

"So," you say. "I get to work with the great prodigy Rob Lucci, huh? I'm honored."

He glances at you. "Just call me Lucci," he says.

Alright, Lucci it is, you think. "You know," you start, looking him over apprehensively. "You seem like too strong a guy to be working under a guy like Spandam."

He looks at you again, a slight smile on his face. "Letting rumors dictate your thoughts, hmm? That's not so smart."

You shrug. "I take what I can get."

"Well," he says. "You needn't worry about that. I have my reasons..." He gets a faraway look in his eyes, but it quickly clears. "In any case, I hope you're good at dancing."

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Soon, you get to the ball, having been given clothes to change into. You're wearing a beautiful (f/c) dress that fades into white at the hem. After seeing Lucci in his matching (f/c) suit, you chuckle wistfully. It's almost a shame we have to kill tonight, you think. He raises a brow. "Is something wrong?"

"Not at all," you say, taking note of Lucci's ever-present top hat perched on his head. "I'm just thinking about how this beautiful clothing will be ruined come sunrise."

Lucci smirks as he offers his arm to you, and you take it, walking towards the oversized double doors. "Well then," he says. "You better enjoy it while it lasts."

Inside the ball, different people mix among themselves. You stay by Lucci, unsure of what might happen if you got separated when it's time to do what you came for. After a bit of standing and forced chatter, Lucci turns towards you. He murmurs, "May I have this dance?"

You raise a brow. "Shouldn't we be looking for our target?" You take care to keep your voice low.

"Yes," he mutters back to you, "but we'll blend in more if we dance."

"Hmmm..." you say, considering his words. He does have a point, you think reluctantly. You incline your head graciously and take his hand. "Of course," you say, batting your lashes. He gives you a look. You raise your brows at him, giving him a look that says, I'm just playing my part. Lucci sighs, and the two of you start a slow dance. As you both cast your eyes about the room, looking for your target, you take the moment to observe him. In his suit, you have to admit he looks handsome. A slight blush creeps up your neck, and you look away, frowning slightly. Focus, Y/N, you think. But your eyes stray back to him again, and not long after, he raises a brow. "Something wrong?"