One Piece x Trash of the Count's Family Crossover Fanfiction
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But still, that damn redhead wouldn't stop worrying him! Damn it! Aarrghhh! How did he survive with such a lazy nature all this time anyway?!
AND! That face was a mistake! Why did h...
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[Portgas D. Ace's POV]
A smile was etched on the face of the Shirohige crew's 2nd division captain. He was now wearing his cloak, making sure the crew crest tattoo on his back was covered. And not forgetting to correct the position of his hat and the bag on his shoulder.
It had been almost a year and a half since he had set foot on Water Seven.
Realizing that it was getting late (they rode Striker for one day and two nights), Ace's eyes turned to his passenger. Cale had been very quiet in the last few seconds. His face was haggard and pale, but had lost none of its beauty.
"...um, Cale?" The red-haired man looked up. A flat expression on his face, but with tired eyes.
"Hm?"
"It won't be long before w-we arrive there," Ace said, somewhat stuttering. Couldn't help but worry for Cale.
Well... how could he not? From the view of ordinary people, sitting in the same place for two nights, only eating and drinking and being exposed to strong winds because Ace was carrying Striker at high speed?
No wonder Cale looked lethargic, waiting patiently for the right moment to sleep instead of falling down into the middle of the ocean.
Afraid that Ace would find him troublesome or worse yet, stop in the middle of the cold and frigid ocean, Cale simply nodded.
