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I regret... something???

Alexia found herself waking up in bed with a groan once again. Her head pounded, resulting in instant regret of all the sake she drank the night prior. Despite her raging headache, she found herself extremely comfortable, and tempted to fall back asleep. Her eyes widened as she felt something *cough* more like someone; shift underneath her, an arm looping around her waist. She tilted her head up slightly, her cheeks turning a deep red as she realized, that she was cuddled up against none other than Marco, her arm laying across his abdomen.

She remained frozen, blushing even harder as her brain was unable to process anything fast enough. She couldn't even recall most of the evening after the end of the party. She found herself breathing a sigh of relief that she still had her clothes on. The same couldn't exactly be said for Marco as he had lost his shirt at some point through the night, but it wasn't that unusual for him. Alexia couldn't decide fast enough on if she should remain there and pretend to be asleep until he woke up and left or move now and hope that he didn't wake up.

Before she could decide, to her horror; the bedroom door opened. Haruta and Thatch starred at them with wide eyes and dropped jaws. Alexia's face mirrored their look of shock and confusion.

"What in the actual fuck is going on?" Thatch yelled out.

"I don't fucking know!" Alexia shouted back, confused.

"Why is everyone yelling?" Marco moaned.

Marco opened his eyes, as he found his own face reddening as he realized what was happening. Alexia attempted to scramble off the bed out of embarrassment, only resulting in her falling off the bed, banging the side of her head against the leg of the desk.

"What in the hell Marco!" Alexia rubbed the now formed knot on her head, "You... you damned pervert!"

"Yoi! I didn't do anything!" Marco retorted; his voice filled with confusion as well.

"Of course you didn't do anything." Haruta snickered.

"We didn't" Both Marco and Alexia shouted at him.

"Haruta look at them! It's adorable. We knew you guys were up to something." Thatch winked at Alexia, teasing them, "Just wait till the rest of the crew finds out."

"Thatch I swear to god I will murder you! Nothing happened!" Alexia shouted as Thatch dashed out the door towards the deck.

Alexia scrambled to her feet, rushing after Thatch, her eyes filled with determination. Thatch jumped over the railing on the side of the stairs, Alexia following close behind.

"Pops! Hey Pops!" Thatch screamed excitedly at the top of his lungs. Several crew members, woke up groggily on the deck, grumbling about their disrupted sleep as they felt the full effects of their hangovers.

"Thatch I swear to god!" Alexia growled.

"I guess it's good I don't believe then!" Thatch continued to tease her, continue his run as he maneuvered amongst the crew sprawled out on the deck. Alexia was very close to reaching him.

"Pops, you'll never believe what happened!" He shouted, only a few feet away from Whitebeard.

Alexia jumped, tackling Thatch from behind. She twisted one of his arms behind his back as he attempted to squirm away from her.

"Thatch I will fuck up your hair!" She knew his hair was one of his pride and joys in life. He took way too much time and care into styling it every day.

"Not my hair!" Thatch realized how serious the threat was.

Alexia grabbed the back of his hair, sending a punch to the back of his head. He cried out in pain as she kneed his back. Pops burst out in booming laughter at the two, officially waking everyone on deck and stopping the two in their struggle.

"Brats! What has you up so feisty this early in the day?" Whitebeard was extremely amused at their antics.

Thatch gulped, very aware of the fact Alexia still had a hold of his hair, her eyes giving him a threatening glare.

"Marco and Alexia slept together!" Haruta cried happily, standing near the railing. Marco was several feet behind him, stopping in his tacks; face palming.

"No we didn't!" Marco and Alexia shouted at the same time, both of their faces returning to a dark red shade.

Everyone on deck stared at the two in shock. Alexia's face turned redder than most could believe possible. She wanted to crawl in a hole and die. Some of the crew whistled, and a couple laughed. Alexia got off of Thatch's back as he remained laying on the deck and stalked towards Haruta. His eyes filled with uncertainty, as he started regretting his statement. She grabbed the puffy collar of his shirt with both hands, glaring at him.

"Hey... hey Alexia..." Haruta greeted nervously, running his hand through his hair.

Alexia pushed with all of her strength, causing Haruta to go falling over the railing of the ship with his limbs flailing. She turned around as she heard the sound of his body hitting the surface of the water, a deadly aurora flowing from her as she stalked past everyone on deck.

"Does anyone else have any false shit to spread around?!" Alexia glared at everyone, "Devil fruit be damned, I can help you join Haruta for a wake-up call. It's too early for any of your bullshit!" She turned back around, finding a place to hide away from the world in embarrassment as Whitebeard let out another burst of laughter.

Thatch himself, attempted to make for a quick disappearance from the deck. He had made it towards the back of the ship, near the storage rooms as he heard a dark low chuckle, causing him to gulp. He turned around, putting his hands up in surrender as he saw Marco coming towards him.

"Don't think you can just get away that fast." Marco gave him a dark grin.

"Marco brother! We can talk about this!" Thatch laughed nervously.

"I think you ran your mouth enough for the both of us, don't you think yoi." Blue flames started slowly encasing Marco's arms as he cracked his knuckles.

Nobody at the front of the deck dared look curious about the burst of blue flames and the sounds of explosion coming from the rear of the deck as they heard Thatch shouting when he went flying overboard.