Without you~ //Mihawk x Reader//

Chapter 6

"So, Hawkye. What's your biggest dream?" Cyra spoke, her gaze not leaving from my figure. I seemed to be thinking lightly, before answering, "To become the world's strongest swordsman" I replied.

That was true. I'm a strong swordsman. But that isn't enough. I want to be the strongest. Undefeatable.

"Thats a good dream" she spoke as she munched on the burned toast. I insisted on throwing it out, but she insisted on not throwing the toast away.

I wiped the bread crumbs stuck on her cheek and hummed. 

She grinned at my action sending a weird sensation in my stomach. 

"So, how about we play 21 questions? Eh, Hawkye?" she suggested with an eager face. 

I nodded in approval. 

Again, a warm sensation filled my chest on seeing her beaming with my approval. Her brown eyes lit up in excitement and a toothy smile spread in her lips. 

Just how cute can she be?

I have no idea what was 21 questions, but I was too stunned by her for my mouth to move. 

"So, I'll go first. Whats your favorite color?" She spoke eagerly.

So it's just a game of asking questions about each other?

"Black and red" I replied instantly. Then she was looking at me eagerly, as if she's expecting me to do something.

"Should I ask a question to you?" I asked to Cyra, who nodded eagerly.

I thought for a bit, before asking, "Favorite thing to do?" 

Instantly, she answered, "Spending time with you"

.......Spending time........with me?

I was almost stunned. It was quite a fuzzy feeling in my chest, hearing her admit that. 

"Next question! Favourite food of yours" Cyra spoke, grinning at me. 

She sure knows how to make a man feel fuzzy in his heart.

"red wine" I replied.

"That's not food! Thats a drink" she protested.

"Well, consider this as one. Now my turn. What's your hobby....erm......other than irritating..... me" I spoke, pausing between words at times.

"Hmmm. I like to go fishing and help others" You spoke, with a thinking hard stance.

"Fishing?" That caught my interest, "You like fishing?"

She nodded eagerly. And then was silent for some moments, as if she was thinking hard. 

"Next my turn, Your favorite.......book!" 

"My favorite book?" I repeated the question, leaning back in my chair a bit, "It would be 'Life with Swords'. It's all about The legend, Ryuma's life, and the battles he took place in."

It was true. I have re read it a million times. Maybe not a million, but quite more than I could count. 

"Damn. Good choice I guess. Mine is six of crows. Ask me next Hawkye" Cyra spoke ecstatically. 

The game continued for a few more hours. It was relaxing in fact. Her laugh, voice, presence, and everything about her was oddly comforting. 

"Now onto my last question to you Hawkey. Hmm. What do you desire the most? Other than becoming the world's greatest swordsman?" Cyra asked, her eyes gleaming.

I replied almost instantly, "My desire? It's you." I spoke, my hawk eyes meeting hers.

"I desire you, Cyra"