Malaysia

Malaysia

Nanami Kento x Fem!reader

In which Mr. And Mrs. Nanami go to Malaysia…

Fluff, angst, mentions of death (the song I chose really reminds me of Nanami at the beach in that episode(iykyk) SPOILERS for season 2. Mentions of blood.

"Honey...Honey...Honey.." The echoing sound the echoing sound of y/ns voice rang through Kento's ears like a sweet lullaby.

Kento felt odd, almost like he was in a sweet dream. However, it all felt so real, so in the realm of possibility that this moment couldn't possibly be fiction. The soft sounds of waves crashing on the shoreline calmed him as he took in the feeling of the sun on his face. The air smelled salty and fresh, and so he took a deep breath allowing his lungs to fully expand. Kento heard the sweet voice once more and so he turned his head so that he could look at the vessel of the echo.

"Yes dear." Kento cooed as he took the hands of his sweet wife.

"You've been staring into space again. Is anything wrong?" Y/n asked as she lifted her hands in order to hiss the tops of his.

"No, I just felt odd for a moment, but I believe I'm just truly surprised that we finally went here." He responded honestly looking into her captivating e/c eyes.

"That's understandable, Love. We've been working far too hard for far too long, now it's time for us to rest." Y/n spoke in a sweet voice.

"Yes, you're right. Lets go for a long walk shall we?" Kento asked smiling at his wife.

"Of course, we can go for as long as you want." Y/n smiled back as she began walking down the beach with her husbands hand comfortably in hers.

They walked for what felt hours just soaking up the sun and listening to the calming sounds of the waves crashing on the white sands of Malaysia. Kento and y/n felt at peace if only for a little while. As their time would be cut short as the waves became quieter and quieter. As the sun became colder and colder. As the grip on each other's hands became weaker and weaker. Until the beach was no longer in sight...

Kento opened his good eye fully realizing that the vision he had was nothing but a dream. As his wife had already died, with her bloodied body laying motionless on the floor above him. Mahito had killed her which made Kento bloodthirsty for revenge. However, with the current state he was in, he simply couldn't fight any longer. Most of his body had been badly burned and he felt so weak. Kento the felt a hand on his back had already known whose hand it belonged to. Kento was ready to die now closing his eye until he heard the scared footsteps of his student walking into the scene. Kento opened his eye looking at Yuji who looked horrified at the scene before him.

"Nanamin." Yuji whimpered looking at his teacher with tears glossing his eyes.

Kento thought of what to say in this moment to comfort his scared student knowing that his own death was soon. Kento only managed to think of one thing.

"Itadori, you've got it from here." Kento spoke giving his precious student one last smile. As Kento smiled he saw the image of his long lost friend and his beautiful sweet wife smiling at him. Mahito activated his technique, and just like that Kento Nanami was gone...

"Honey...honey...honey..." A sweet voice called out to him. Only this time he knew exactly whose voice it belonged to.

Kento opened his eyes to see the beautiful face of his beloved wife. He thought to himself how magical she was and how much of a lucky man he was. He noticed the familiar landscape before him as he took in the salty sea air into his lungs as his ears heard the calming sound of the crashing waves hitting the shoreline. He then turned to his wife and grabbed her hands. He smiled at her and she did the same.

"Kento dear." She spoke sweetly. "Would you like to go on a walk?" Y/n asked him as he kissed the tops of her hands.

"I would love nothing more, my dear." Kento responded as he let go of one of her hands.

They both began walking together with content smiles adoring their faces. This time, the water seemed bluer and the sand more vibrant. The sounds seemed more calmer and the air more fresh. They spent a long time walking until Kento stopped. He turned around and leaned in to give his sweet wife a kiss on her soft lips.

"I love you, my dear." Kento whispered

"I love you too, honey." Y/n whispered back.

They both continued their journey. The peace they felt was endless as their time together would be forever on the vibrant and peaceful beaches in Malaysia...

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POV: You’re watching the marineford live stream

Crocodile Tears pt.1

Crocodile xfem!reader

In which you and your husband,Crocodile, get into an argument and it spirals out of control.

Heavy angst, hurt with no comfort, usage of bitch, Set a little before Alabasta. Could be split into more parts if requested.

You were so tired of being put last. Nearly a decade spent with this man. All of the work you put into this relationship. All of the broken promises. All of the times he was late or completely forgot about your plans together. Normally you’re a very patient woman and had always been sympathetic of your husbands time. But not today. Too many damn anniversaries missed and you were now fed up. You decided to confront your husband on his bullshit and demand a solid reason for being late to your own anniversary dinner that you had spent hours perfecting.

You walked straight into his office that was located in the basement of your shared casino. You didn’t bother knocking as whatever he was doing was no where near as important as him missing your anniversary dinner. His head shot up at the sound of someone barging in. Crocodile gave confused and angry look before softening it ever so slightly at the sight of you. He sighed looking at you as you’d told before him. He could tell that whatever you were mad about was completely his fault.

“Yes my dear?” He asked giving very little of his attention as he continued writing on his documents.

“You know why I’m here.” You spat crossing your arms.

“What is it now?” He sighed

“Don’t you know what day it is?” You questioned harshly tired of his forgetfulness.

“No idea, but I’m very busy right now, I’ll deal with you later.” Crocodile bit back now giving you attention.

“It’s our fucking anniversary!” You yelled as frustrated tears rolled down your cheeks.

“I’ll make it up to you later. Right now I’m in the middle of something important. You can damn well wait.” He snapped slamming his hand down.

“Am I really not that important to you?” You cried as your body trembled.

“No, you’re not! Now I’ll deal with you later!” He yelled

“No fuck that, why am I not important to you? After all I’ve done. I love you why can’t you ever prioritize me!” You exclaimed balling your fists to your sides.

“Maybe if you weren’t such a nagging bitch, maybe I would. Now leave I have more important things to do then bitch with you. Get out!” He furiously yelled standing up out of his chair as he gave you a look of pure hatred.

You stood there trembling in fear as your tears stopped as your hands were now shaking. Crocodile noticed the look of fear in your eyes but was too mad at you to even care. You couldn’t move, however, a hand touched your shoulder. You moved with it still too stunned to react as it led you out of your husbands office and into the long carpeted hallway and then into the Casino that was owned by both you and your husband. Soon enough, you were outside and now were alone as the figure left you alone in the dark

You looked out into the pitch black sky as you came back to your senses. A furious son left your body as you sunk to your knees. You cried and cried until your body felt numb and your eyes felt raw from the salty tears that left them. You then hugged your now cold body as your rocked yourself trying to give yourself some comfort. After a few more moments, you slowly picked yourself up off the ground and walked to the shared home that you and crocodile lived in together that was about a five minute walk from the Casino.

There you grabbed the first suitcase that you could get your hands on and filled it with as much of your personal belongings as you could fit not caring too much about your fancy clothes and trinkets. Once you were done, you took a good look at the outfit that you were still wearing and promptly took it off and replaced it with more comfortable clothes.

You had no pleads of what to do but you knew you needed to leave. Too long had Crocodile forgotten about your needs. Too long had he put you last. Too long have you stayed with someone that didn’t love you the way you loved them. Too long had you given him everything while he gave you nothing. You were done and tired of his half assed apologies and broken promises. So, you made a phone call to the harbor. The transponder snail ring for a while and you were scared that because of the hour, they wouldn’t pick up.

“Yes, hello miss how may I help you?” The transponder snail finally spoke.

“Yes, hi, I’d like to book at ticket to the first ship that will go to Dressrosa.

“Dressrosa? Well you’ll have to take multiple ships to go there but we can get you on a ship that will take you to the next available island that has a ship that goes there. Is that alright?” The teller spoke

“Yes that should be fine.” You spoke doing your best to sound normal as your voice was still sore from crying. “When is the first available ship?” You asked

“At 6 in the morning.” They responded

“I’ll take it.” You replied quickly.

“Alrighty, I’ll see you then. I’d like to let you know that it’s firsts come first serve here so be sure to arrive early to get a good seat.” They told you kindly.

“Thank you, have a good night.” You said

“I will, you too miss.” They responded

And with that you hung up the transponder snail. You signed hanging you head before standing up straight and focusing on the task at hand. You decided to go into the shared safe that you and your husband had in your room and put as much cash as you could in your suitcase and one of the purses that you decided to take. It was a lot and you just hopped that you wouldn’t be robbed as that money would help you with the next step in your life. You then grabbed a piece of paper from your side table drawer and a blue inked pen and wrote a small good bye letter to Crocodile.

My dear husband,

You might not care about any of this but I need to let you know my feelings.

I love you and even as I write this letter I love you. And despite my burning love for you, I cannot stay in this loveless marriage any longer. You have proven time and time again that I am not an important aspect of your life and I’d rather leave than be a hindrance to you or the empire you are trying to build.

With all my love,

Y/n L/n

Once you were done and with your suitcase in hand you walked all the way to the harbor. When you arrived you promptly purchased a ticket not caring about where you sat. As you walked onto the boat, you looked back at the vast desert that you once called home smiling bitterly at the events of last night.

“The ship is now departing. I repeat the ship is now departing.” A voice called out

“Goodbye my darling.” You whispered into the wind as the ship left the harbor.

Meanwhile…

“Where the hell is she!” Crocodile yelled in a furious rage as he walked into your shared bedroom some of the maids were cleaning.

“Sorry sir, we were asleep when the mistress came in.” One of the maids spoke meekly as she was scared of Crocodile.

“Daz, find her!” Crocodile barked

“Yes sir.” Daz Bones responded as he immediately left to find you.

Crocodile was furious, confused, and guilty. He knew he fucked up. He was so stressed about all of the work that had to be done and the news about a bunch of rookie pirates finding out his identity that he snapped and completely disregarded your anniversary. His mind was scrambled and his heart was aching for his sweet wife who now is nowhere to be seen.

“Umm… Sir.” Another maid spoke quietly

“What!” He snapped looking at her with pure fury.

“Sorry sir but we found this on the side table.” She spoke quickly handing him your letter.

He read it silently as he took in each word and sentence that you had written out just for him to read. His heart broke but the sudden realization of how much of a shitty husband dawned on him. And unfortunately for him, too late. Now you were gone, his sweet wife, his love.

“I’ll find you y/n.” He whispered before waking out of your shared bedroom determined to find you no matter the cost.

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