*many hours later*
Third pov
Marco let out a long, drawn out sigh, as he put his glass down, the ice inside rattling. Everyone in the mafia was staring at him. They were trying to come up with theories as to why Marco wasn't acting like himself. The one who noticed this the most, was Thatch. "Hey man...are you okay?" Thatch asked. Marco chuckled harshly to himself, "Nope." "Tell me, man. I'm here for you, ya know." Thatch assured. Marco looked up at Thatch, and smiled weakly, "I got laid last night, yoi." He whispered. "Oh was it bad?" Thatch asked. "No...it was actually..amazing, yoi." "Oh? But why are you upset?" Thatch asked.
'Well...I'm more annoyed, and maybe even a little bit mad, than upset, yoi.'
"It was with Kira, yoi. But when I woke up this morning...she wasn't there, yoi." Marco sighed. "So...it was a one night stand?" Thatch asked. "More or less.." Marco replied. "Well...what can you do? " Thatch sighed. "I don't think you're seeing the point, yoi." Marco states, making Thatch raise his eyebrows, "Its the fact that whenever we become close..she runs away, yoi." Marco balled his fists, "Every time, in fact, yoi. I don't know about her anymore now, yoi! She's so god damn confusing, she keeps sending me mixed messages, yoi!" Marco growls. Thatch sighed, "Do you care about her?" Thatch asked. "More than anything in the world, yoi." Marco slouched over the table, "I just wished that she would just tell me how she's feeling, instead of running away, and letting me solve everything, yoi." he sighed. "If thats the case, maybe you should just hunt her down, and get some answers out of her. Tie her down if you have to. And from what I can tell, just be..gentle with her. I know you're annoyed, but just keep in mind that she's gone through a rough patch, man."
'Boy don't I know it, yoi.'
Their conversation came to a halt when Marco's phone started ringing. Marco shifted, and grabbed his phone from his jacket pocket. He saw that it was Itami who was calling. For a moment, he raised his eyebrows, before answering.
"Hey." Marco greets. "Marco! Oh good you picked up!" Itami cried on the other side. "Whoa, whoa, whats wrong?" he asked. "I-Its Kira! S-She's...not in the house with Ace & I! And oh god, when I went into her room...I found a note." Itami howled, her tone evident that she was crying. Marco frowned, "Wait wait slow down, yoi...Take a deep breath, and sit down-" "I CAN'T DO THAT WHEN THIS NOTE IS A SUICIDE LETTER!" Itami screamed.
At that, Marco froze. Suicide. It was the one word that definitely stood out in Itami's words. "W-What!?" "Oh god this is all my fault! We were talking earlier about what happened last night, and then everything just went downhill! I should've been there for her, when she really needed me!" Itami sobbed. Marco's emotions were sent into haywire, but he did his best to hide his stress & anxiety. "Itami, none of this is your fault, its no ones fault, yoi. But right now we need to do our best in finding where Kira is going to be, yoi. Does it indicate where she may be, yoi?" he asked rapidly. Itami was sniffing & sobbing, but she managed to reply, "A cliff with flowers.." Itami mumbled.
Immediately, Marco knew where to look. "Itami. Meet me at Chihana cliff, I think I know where Kira is, yoi."
Marco hung up, and was met with Thatch, "Whats going on?" Thatch asked. Marco whispered to Thatch, "Kira's about to commit suicide, yoi." Thatch's eyes went wide, "W-What!? Do you want me to come, or-" "No, I need you to stay behind, yoi. If Ace comes back from wherever the hell he is, tell him whats happened, yoi."
Before Thatch even had another input, Marco raced off.
'Oh god oh god no this can't be happening, yoi! I have to stop her before she does anything reckless, yoi! I can't let her leave me this time, yoi! She's far too important to me, I still want her in my life, yoi!'
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FanfictionMarco is a man thats a part of the notorious Whitebeard mafia in Grand line city. He, along with his friends are pretty much living life on the edge, and sometimes on the down low. Originally, Marco planned to become a famous photographer, but thing...