The Last One (One Piece x Reader)

Chapter 2: Lougetown

Three months have passed, and as expected, you've been promoted quickly. Your intelligence, strength, and knack for—let's say—socializing have propelled you to the rank of Seawoman First Class. It wasn't too difficult; with a proper mission, you'd probably be promoted again soon.

However, your lieutenant is incredibly frustrating. Full of himself and annoyingly arrogant, he assumes that your niceness and obedience mean you're interested in him. Newsflash: you're nice to everyone, and you follow orders because he's your superior. What a pompous jerk.

A wicked grin spreads across your face as you stroll through Lougetown during a break granted by the lieutenant. You've got plans to use that arrogant fool to your advantage for your next promotion.

You buy an ice cream and wander around cheerfully. Lougetown is famous as the site where Gol Roger was executed, and you're eager to check out the platform. [A/N: You don't know Roger was Ace's dad yet.]

As you make your way toward the location, a tall, muscular young man bumps into you, causing your ice cream to smear across your clothes.

"What the hell?!" you exclaim, glaring at the man who just ruined your treat. He's a tall, white-haired guy with a cigarette hanging from his lips. He's probably around your age or just a bit older. 

"Oh, sorry about that," he says nonchalantly, which only fuels your irritation.

"Pay for my ice cream, cancer stick!" you snap, noticing the flash of annoyance in his silver eyes.

"Excuse me?" he repeats, clearly not pleased with your attitude.

"I said pay for my ice cream, cancer stick. Are you deaf or what?" you sass, flipping your hair with a dramatic flourish.

You notice his irritation growing, but you couldn't care less.

The tall young man's silver eyes narrow, and he takes a slow drag from his cigarette. "I'm not paying for your ice cream," he says, his voice edged with irritation. He initially thought of doing that, but since you have that attitude, he changed his mind.

You cross your arms and raise an eyebrow.

"Excuse you? You bump into me, and my favorite shirt is ruined. That's the least you could do, jerk." You continue, and he smirks.

"You're the one who bumped into me. Don't twist your tales, little girl," he smugly replies, and irritation flashes through your eyes. You wear a taunting grin, showing your fangs at the tall asshole in front of you.

"I am not that little, asshole. Your abnormally tall ass should have seen me coming if you weren't so fucking blind~" you taunt, and his smirk strains as he leans toward you.

"Watch your mouth, shorty. You might get yourself in trouble," he warns, his voice low and menacing.

"Oh, I'm so scared," you mock, rolling your eyes. "What are you gonna do? Blow smoke at me?"