One Piece One Shots (Requests: Closed)

Drawn to You (Tatch, AU)

A/N: I couldn't decide on what picture to use up there! There's just SOOOOO much! Also, listen to the song, it is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CUTE!
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The library was quite, but she could hear everything. His every shuffle, his fingers sliding across the page, and turning it. She looks over the book at the male sitting across from her, at the same time he looks over at her.
  They both hurriedly look away, light pink dust their cheeks. She tried to pickup back into her book, but she couldn't get the feeling out of her system.
  His heart was beating fast; he couldn't deny it- he was drawn to her. He didn't know why, or how, but he knew this feeling; it was somehow familiar.
Ace and Marco enter into the library and walk up to him, Ace wraps his arm around Thatch's neck.
  "Thatch, what's up man?" Ace smiles at his friend, "Why are you in the public library?"
  "To get away from you," Thatch retorts back without looking up from his book, "What are you doing? Need something?"
  "Nope!" Ace takes a seat next to him, "I just came to find you! I got bored."
  Marco ruffles Ace's head of black hair, "You need to be quite Ace, it's a library-yoi."
  Thatch looks up to see the girl who was sitting I front of him left. I didn't get to say anything to her. The book she was reading was left on the table with a small (f/c) sticky note on the cover.
-mini-timeskip-
  Hours later Marco walks over to the book and hands it to him, "I believe this is for you-yoi. Ace, let's go-yoi. Pops will want you to study where he can see you-yoi."
  Ace groans but gets up, "Alright. Bye Thatch, see you when you come to visit the orphanage."
Thatch looks at the book and peals the sticky note off the cover. 'Hey. I couldn't help but notice you were staring. I couldn't help myself but stare either, so... (this really isn't my thing, but) do you want to get coffee sometime? You don't need to answer, just leave the book here if you don't want to, but if you'd like to... I'll be back for the book in a while, so please write a reply. :)'
He pulls out a pencil and writes back. 'It's not usually the girl's job to ask a guy out, but I'd love to accept your offer. I'm Thatch, by the way. I'll wait for you at the corner of Willow Street and Cardinal Drive, and since I don't know how long "a while" is, tomorrow at six p.m.'
He stands up and puts the note back onto the book. He smiles at it and places it back where he got the book before leaving the library. He gets outside and sighs. It's getting hot already. The sunset is pretty though. He brushes a strand out of his eye before moving out of the way of a group of kids entering the library.
She watched as he laughed and talked to his friends. She talked to her friends. Make your move they always said, so she did. She was so impatient she couldn't wait until he left, so she stayed, just out of sight.
She goes to the seat and picks the sticky note up and reads it. She smooths the corners of the note and holds it to her chest.
--timeskip--
He breaths in the bitter air leaning against the wall of the coffee shop. He sees her out of the corner of his eye and smiles. At least I wasn't stood up. She stops in front of him. I'm so nervous.
"Hi," she meekly smiles, "Thanks for... meeting me here."
"No," he opens the door for her, "thank you for inviting me out. It's been forever since I've done something with a person that I don't consider family."
"Really? I would've thought that a handsome guy like you would have plenty of girls chasi..." she starts to mumble once she realizes she's been speaking her thoughts out loud.
He smirks slightly and laughs. His laughing comes to a halt when he recalls something. He takes a seat and she sits across from him.
"So, I still don't know your name," he signals the waiter to come over, but he puts his attention back onto the woman in front of him, "I told you mine, so it's only fair."
"I'm... (Y/n). It's a pleasure meeting you, Thatch. I don't want to sound creepy, but I've been admiring you for a while..." she feels her face heat up and she averts her eyes.
"Yeah, me too," he closes his eyes, "And I actually already knew your name. We were in the same class for all of high school. Who wouldn't remember someone like you?"
She looks back at him to make sure he wasn't lying and she could tell he was being completely honest. Her face got a brighter shade of red and she fidgets with her fingers on the table. He reaches out and places his hand over hers. It's so big compared to mine.
Her face lifts up and she finds herself staring into his eyes, "(Y/n), no need to be so anxious. I know this is like our first time having a conversation, but just think of it like we're best friends. Alright?"
"Alright."

~Drawn to You End~