Story Extra Number One - One Year Anniversary
Note: Story Extras are just events that are cannon to the story, but aren't mentioned (usually). The lengths of the extras will vary, dependent on how important the details are. They'll be posted ever so often as little bonuses. They will not all be in order.
Story Extra Summary: Mihawk leaves the island, only to return to chaos (event mentioned last chapter). Features Mihawk and Shanks.
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The sunlight filtered through your velvet curtains, and you opened your eyes slightly to stare at the ceiling. A yawn left your throat as you sat up, stretching your sore muscles. Yesterday was... not fun. Your Master was ushering you to wield his beloved Yoru, to which was a huge mistake on his part.
No, nothing happened to Yoru. It's just, that you didn't feel that you were ready to hold such a sharp and large sword. Did I mention sharp? You sighed. How long had you been training under Mihawk? It's almost been a year already, and you've barely accomplished anything. You weren't saying that Mihawk was a terrible teacher, he was actually very good at explaining things, but it was just that you were a very terrible student with way too many flaws.
You groaned, pulling the comforter over your head.
What did Mihawk see in you anyways?
A loud knock on your door caused you to jump out of bed hurriedly, rushing to the mirror to comb your hair out. You looked around the room, not spotting Phoenix, and fear started to creep into the back of your mind.
"Come in!" you yelled as you tried to look as if you hadn't just gotten up. Alas, Mihawk was a very observant man, and he knew very well that you had just woken up. His golden eyes narrowed at your slightly messy hair, and noticed that you were still in your nightwear. Yes he knew that you had just gotten up, not only because you looked like it, but the fact that he was in your room only a few minutes ago.
Watching you sleep.
"Master! Good Morning!" you chuckled awkwardly. "What brings you to my room?"
"You're going to be redoing your lesson from yesterday," he spoke, arms crossed. "I was not pleased with you running away again. If you do this again, I may have to reconsider you as my pupil."
You bit your tongue, wanting to retort that you felt that you didn't deserve to be his pupil (nor did you really had a say in the matter in the first place), but you didn't want to piss him off. He seemed to be in a crappy mood today. "Wait, you didn't say 'we'. Does that mean-"
"Yes. I will be leaving shortly. Red-haired has some things he would like to discuss with me-"
"You're going to go see Shanks?!" Your eyes sparkled, and Mihawk felt his eye twitch in annoyance. Of course you would want to see his rival, and that irritated him to no end. "Can I-"
"No."
"But-"
"No. As I have stated earlier, I was not pleased with your actions yesterday. You will not becoming with me." His voice was cold and harsh, and you flinched, staring at your floorboards dejectedly. "Do you understand?"
"Yes Master."
"Good. Behave while I'm gone." He opened the door, but paused slightly when he heard your small voice call out to him.
"You're going to come back. Right?"
He raised his eyebrow at the absurd question. "...of course..." With that, your Master left, and you watched his back with sad eyes, feeling a pang in your heart. You didn't deserve to be his pupil, you knew that and it hurt a hell lot. It hurt even more to see him walk away, even if it was only temporary.
Autophobia - fear of being alone.
You could hear the stairs creaking as he descended them, and it gave you chills. Your breathing slowly became heavier, so you moved towards your window, opening it so that you could get some fresh air and calm your nerves. It was going to be alright. Mihawk would come back.
He wouldn't just... leave you forever. Right?
* * *
"Oi, Mihawk! Where's Y/n?" Shanks shouted from his ship, looking down at the man.
"I left her by herself in the castle."
"You did what?" Shanks made an "oh my gawd" face, and shook the shoulders of his long time rival. Or one shoulder in his case. "WHY DID YOU LEAVE HER BY HERSELF?!"
"I was going to get her something to celebrate our One Year anniversary together as you had suggested."
Shanks pinched the bridge of his nose. "You make it sound like you're in a relationship. But still- YOU IDIOT! YOU DON'T LEAVE Y/N BY HERSELF!"
"Why? She's perfectly capable of taking care of herself. Additionally, her clinginess is something that needs to be dealt with." Yes, if you were going to be a pirate then you must have a sense of independence, which was why he had did what he had done. It felt so wrong to see you nearly in tears, but it was the right thing to do.
The red haired man sucked in a breath. Oh god Mihawk was dense. And he called himself Y/n's Master, yet he didn't know one her downfalls? Oh the irony. Shanks made the boi hand motion. "She has Autophobia. You're only making this worse for her."
"... I know, but I believe that leaving her by herself will be beneficial. Besides, Phoenix is with her. I do not need to worry." Shanks' gaze lifted to see the said firebird sitting on the ship's railing.
He pointed at Phoenix. "Yes, because this isn't that same bird," he deadpanned. Mihawk immediately snapped his gaze to see Phoenix giving him a mischievious look, to which he responded with a threatening glare.
"Shit." Shanks made a shocked pikachu face. Mihawk, ignoring his idiot friend, jumped into his coffin boat, and immediately set off, leaving a flabbergasted Shanks.
"Wait- Wait for me!- Actually don't wait, that's a terrible idea."
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Mihawk slammed the door open to find you crying on the floor, under a blanket surrounded by your stuffed animals. A cold breeze made him immediately go for the window, slamming it down. You were going to get sick at this rate. The one day he leaves, that fucking bird was gone.
Great. Just great.
When he found that blasted bird he was so going to slice his skin off with Yoru, and prep him for dinner.
He gently pulled the blanket off of your head, draping it over your shoulders, before cradling you like a baby. Hands caressed your hair gently, and you opened your eyes to spot your Master beside you, concern and guilt all over his face.
"M-Master," you croaked out, holding him tightly, tears still leaking from your eyes. "I-I was-"
"I know, you don't have to cry anymore, my dear." You closed your eyes, your breathing slowing down. Leaning against his chest, he hummed softly, lulling you into a deep slumber. He smiled at your peaceful face. Picking you up, he headed for his room.
He didn't think you'd want to sleep alone tonight.
Setting you onto his plush matress, he covered you with his fluffy comforter.
"Happy Anniversary, my dear," he whispered as he tucked you in, kissing your forehead.
"Caw." Phoenix sat on his nightstand, and Mihawk narrowed his eyes at his sudden appearance. It was as if Phoenix had a smug look on his face because he brought the two of them closer together. There was so many emotions swirling inside of him as he gazed at the fire bird, before he let out a sigh.
"Fine. I suppose you will be eating well tonight."
Phoenix puffed out his chest, eyes sparkling.
What a mischievous bird.
Bonus:
Shanks slammed the door open. "Mihawk! Where's- .. oh."
A frown was on Shank's face as he watched you curled up against Mihawk's chest. His eyes snapped open, glaring at the man who could have woken up his pupil. Jealously filled Shanks as he watched your peaceful form, and immediately dove for the other side of the covers.
"What do you think you're doing?" Mihawk hissed.
"You can't hog her all to yourself!" The red haired man wrapped his arms around your torso, before immediately being slapped by you possessive teacher. The two began having a glaring session, fumbling around the bed. You groaned, stirring slightly, and the two men immediately stopped, fearful that they might have woken you up.
Mihawk watched as you turned over to face Shanks, snuggling into him instead. The man gave a victorious smirk, and scowled. If you weren't sleeping, Mihawk would have demanded a fight, but he didn't want to leave. Wrapping his arms around your torso, he felt his heart warm when you clutched onto him. Meanwhile, Shanks, not wanting to left out, burrowed his head into the crook of your neck.
Yes, the two knew of each other's little 'crush' on you, but they supposed they were willing to share you. To some extent.
You were certainly not going to be lonely tonight.
* * *
You woke up to feeling extremely warm. And squished. You attempted to sit up, but something was waying down on you. You could hear breathing from beside you- heck you could feel it. Snapping your eyes open, you were met with the sight of a toned chest, causing your cheeks to flush slightly. Looking up, you were met with the cheeky grin of Shanks.
"Good morining, N/n (Nickname)."
You were about to speak up when a groan came from someone behind you, pulling you closer to another person's chest. You could feel their toned muscles, their arms wrapping around you possessively.
"My dear, why don't you go back to sleep?" Nodding slightly, you closed your eyes.
Waking up to two hot men with you would have been a dream come true to anyone with lewd fantasies. Except you were a bit of an idiot, and went back to sleep, unaware of how easily they could have taken advantage of you.
Actually, they technically were taking advantage of you, just for a somewhat different reason.
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Author's Note:
AHHHH CUDDLES! I kind of felt like this was poorly written, oh well. Do you like the idea of story extras? Please tell me what you think.