"Excuse me?" A low, gentle voice called to you as a large hand reached out to your shoulder, "can I have your assistance?" You shifted nervously and as you recognized the marine admiral, being a pirate yourself, this tense moment scared you, "u-uh..." Was all you could manage. He peered down at you with his pale blind eyes, sending a shiver down your spine. "Could you assist me in finding a gambling parlor? I heard there is one in town, as you can see I'm blind, would you mind guiding me?" He asked you gently and hopeful. You hesitated, but you could feel he was no threat to you, so shaking off any danger, you lead him to the gambling parlor, taking his hand, your smaller one enveloped in his larger one. He smiled as you lead him, appreciating your help, you tried to relax as you walked. The short few minute walk felt like hours, the weight of simply just walking him to his destination was heavy, being suddenly lifted as you finally reach the destination, stopping at the front of the parlor, "here you are sir, be careful in there, pirates might cheat you blind," you mused still slightly nervous. "I can feel that you're nervous, would you like to join me for a drink?" He asked you, his large thumb gently rubbing over the back of your hand, feeling like he could crush your hand if you refused, you accepted, trying to sound chipper.
He smiled and had you lead him in and to the bar, helping him to his seat before taking a seat next to him. Feeling nervous, you stayed silent as Fujitora ordered for the both of you. "Are you alright?" He asked you worried, his knuckles carefully grazing over cheek, oddly this gesture relaxed you, "I'm fine, just nervous, you're a very large man compared to my fragile frame.." You admitted, not wanting to tell him the whole truth. "Oh, well, if you're not comfortable around me you can leave, I would like your company but not at the expense of your comfortability." You were shocked by his kind nature and suddenly found yourself leaning on the side of his arm, "thank you for caring, but I'll be just fine thank you, especially after a few drinks," you assured him, offering a smile he couldn't see but could feel as you took his hand and made him feel your lips. He swallowed and chuckled a bit uncomfortably, "as long as you think so, I won't force you to do anything you don't want to." You giggled and soon the bartender came back with a bottle of expensive sake and a few cups, then stated it was on the house for the admiral.
Pouring the sake for him and yourself, you offered to assist him in drinking, which he declined and picked up the cup, clinking his glass with your before drinking it swiftly, "this sake is so smooth yet strong, I hope it won't be too much for you, I would dread it if you became drunk so quickly, I would like to get to know you a bit," he joked offering another blind smile. You rolled your eyes and took down the strong alcohol that burned down your throat, making a face in the process, thankful he couldn't see, "it's not that bad, it is really smooth," you lied as it burned your stomach, trying to keep strong. "That's good, I was worried it might be a bit much for you," he sighed in relief, "may I... put my arm around you?" He asked carefully, a blush creeping onto his face. You blinked at his shy demeanor and simply put his arm around you, leaning closer to his chest, "you're nice and warm." He blushed at your comment and pulled you a bit closer, making you fall off the seat slightly. Noticing you were struggling to keep on the seat, he boldly picked you up and placed you on his lap, making you blush heavily. Though surprised by his action, you trusted the marine admiral and cuddled up to his chest to hide your red face from other around.
You both chatted while choking down sake, which became easier and easier as you drank more and more, becoming sloppy and drunk, giggly and flirty with Fujitora, though still moderately sober, Fujitora declined your lustful gestures, even remaining calm when you rubbed the bulge on his pants. He remained gentlemanly and continued to reject your sexual advances, even rejecting your sloppy drunken kisses. You wined and pouted childishly with every rejection, he chuckled at your cute pouting face then gently cupped your cheek, the whites of his eyes metting yours, "miss please, you are very lovely, but I want you to be sober when I woo your lovely body, it wouldn't be right to take advantage of a drunk woman," he breathed. A blush crept up on your face when he did, he then removed his hand from your cheek, "come, let's gamble."
You went with him to the gambling tables, still quite drunk, you were able to be his eyes and prevent the other men from cheating the blind man, though they protested you being a reliable set of eyes because of your drunken state. Fujitora assured the men you were more than trustworthy, which you proceeded you stick your tongue at them. Upset, the men get up and threaten Fujitora, turns out they were a band of thugs looking for an easy score, they were tired of waiting to swindle him and decided to rob him instead, that was a big mistake on their part. You got up and approached the man that held a gun to Fujitora, giving him the hardest drunken punch you could, knocking him out, "bitch, how dare you try and rob a blind man in front of a bad bitch like me." You grunted down at the now unconscious man, Fujitora gaped in surprise before you suddenly pass out, all the alcohol suddenly rushing to your head from the adrenaline.
You later found yourself on your ship, in your bed with a note on your stomach, rubbing your head as the hangover beating down your skull, trying to remember what happened and trying to figure out how long you've been out. You peer at the swan shaped origami note that was on your chest, carefully unfolding it, the note inside read, 'thank you for accompanying me, your selflessness has not gone unnoticed, you are quite lovely from what I could feel from the warm skin on your cheek, your aura from what I could see was warm. It's a shame you're a pirate, I would have enjoyed your company on my journey, maybe we'll meet again someday.' You read it in awe, he saw right though you, not really caring how legible his writing was, at the bottom was a p.s. 'P.S. I may have stolen a kiss from your beautiful cherry lips, at least I think they were cherry, it tasted just as sweet.' A blush crept up on your face and before you knew it, your face was as red as a cherry, touching your lips, you smiled a bit from the thought, "I hope we meet again... You sweet blind man..."
