One Piece x Reader

Long Distance Runaround (Kid)

Hmm it's 1 in the morning the title is a song by Yes

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She was crouched down fixing the generator that had powered the local general store for years. Her small hands were shoved into the inner workings of the machine, skillfully tightening down any loose bolts and reconnecting undone wires.

Once she was finished she breathed a tired sigh and wiped her blackened hands on her grease covered pants. It was hard work, but to her it was beyond rewarding when she saw the appreciative smiles on the people's faces.

Meticulously she placed her tools into their metal case. One after another until she reached for the wrench.

It jerked up into the air on its own before her fingers could even reach it.

"Huh..." she raised an eyebrow curiously.

Once again she reached for it but this time it began slowly gliding away. Swiftly she wrapped her hands around it in a vice grip as it began pulling her down the dirt road with ease.

"What the hell?" She dug her heels into the dirt but it was useless as it refused to stop, and she refused to let go.

A wrench like that wasn't cheap. There was no way she'd let it go so easily.

Villagers watched in awe as she was pulled around a corner and down another road. Hopefully it would stop soon otherwise she wouldn't have any soul left to her boots.

Eventually it pulled her to the dingy bar on the far side of town. It slammed into the door and whipped it open. A crowd of people turned their heads to her as she unwillingly stumbled passed tables filled with shady characters.

Finally the wrench stopped when it collided with a man seated at the bar. "Oh there she is," he snickered.

She rudely snatched the wrench back and shoved it into her back pocket with a huff. Her attention turned back to the man and she felt herself become even more enraged.

His flame-like hair, along with his smug painted lips, made her seethe with anger. The way his sharp eyes seemed to pierce her very being to the point of feeling too vulnerable was enough to make her scowl. She hated men like him, and sadly he was a persistent one.

"I knew you'd come back to me," his strong arm wrapped around her shoulders, "Just can't stay away, huh?"

She scoffed with distaste, "I'd never go out of my way to see you, Kid."

"Oh don't be like that... It's obvious there's something magnetic between us."

Her eyebrows shot up in shock at the weak pick up line, "Hardly. Anyways next time you're in port; leave my property alone alright? There's plenty of scrap metal around here for you to borrow for your escapades."

"But your property is much more fun to steal," he sighed pulling her closer, "I get to see you every time."

"Well I don't want to see you, so stop." She tugged out of his grasp and began making her way back to the door, "Or I will notify the Navy of your frequent stays in this village."

"Then I'll just have to take them down when they arrive, and when I do I'll take what I want." He watched in amusement as she turned back with wide eyes.

"Oh really? And what exactly would that be?" She asked softly.

"You, obviously."