A hook was suddenly under your chin, clearly a threat as Crocodile frowned in thought.

"You don't have your usual sassy remarks. I'm mildly surprised." The sand man commented, causing you to raise an eyebrow.

"Getting beaten to a bloody pulp does that to a person." You replied, as you felt his hook go this way and that, causing your to face to move every which way as Crocodile seemed to analyze your injuries closely.

Too close.

His body that was clad in prisoner clothes was too—oh gosh. Where's his coat? He looks way better with his old stylish coat. Great, now you can't help but picture him with it. Your cheeks gave a small flush as the hook started to tickle your face from how soft it caressed you to move this way and that.

Shhiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.

"Are they that bad?" You spouted out, wanting to distract yourself from the feeling. Only mildly curious about your injuries on your body that feels like lead.

Crocodile only giving a distracted hum, and saying that no one recognized you when you came in. But he kept moving the hook back and forth, giving his own comments of observation that you weren't paying attention to.

"Several gashes on both arms. Burns as well...one gash on the head...several cuts and bruises..." Crocodile murmured with his low voice. "Those soft marines only know how to injure a pirate when they're bound and leashed it seems..."

These are the moments that make you question about Crocodile and not kick his butt. Moments...where it seems he cares. Shows concern, even if it's in his own weird subtle way. The way he seems to be careful with the use of his hook and not purposefully try to scratch or cut you with it. You would even go out of your way to say he's a gentlemen, if he wasn't an arrogant and impatient dick. In all, the man just makes you confused about him. Not knowing what to think or feel about him...truly an oxymoron.

Your eye brows began to twitch.

'Why...is it so ticklish?!' (Y/N) thought in despair as you tried to be tight lip about the whole thing when Crocodile moved to do a deeper analysis on your face. You hoped he can't see your red face, maybe the blood will cover it. You don't even understand why you're red in the first place! It's CROCODILE!! He's not—

Your eyes darkened.

Yeah...he's not. He's not Shanks. But...
You glanced up at Crocodile that was inches away from your face.

What does him not being Shanks have to do with anything?

When has it ever? Shanks is just a friend. Just a...friend.

'Who kept something from you. Who kept his knowledge of Blackbeard and that he knew your father away from you. It may have been for your own protection or other personal reasons, but why?' A voice in the back of your mind questioned.

You don't know.

"Silver Blood. Do you not feel this?" You blinked.

"Feel what?" Crocodile eyes narrowed.

"Can you not see from your left eye as well?"

Shit. You were hoping he wouldn't find out. You should've expected it though. He's a good observer. You pulled your head away from his hook as you leaned against the wall, and used your only good eye to look at him.

"You observe too much Croc-y. But you're right. Woke up with it like that. I imagine the symptoms will only get worse." You gave an exaggerated sigh as you looked up at the ceiling. "Just gotta deal with it. I kinda asked for it earlier." You muttered the last part out. You shouldn't have wondered aloud if Magellan's farts can kill. You sometimes got too curious and big mouthed for your own good.

You can't help it though. You hate staying quiet.

Crocodile rose an eyebrow.

"You're also feigning deafness. I've said countless time for you to not call me that." Crocodile said, referring to your nickname for him.

"I've been calling you that for years, and I will continue to do so." You replied with a smirk. "How's it been here for you anyway? And who even allowed you with that dangerous hook of yours." You added with mild confusion at the prospect.

"I've been surrounded by loud idiots," Crocodile dully said,"And they allow one item to pass through the inspection of the prison, so they allowed it. Although," Crocodile darkly smirked as he looked over at you, "if one gets too close, a casualty can easily occur."

You only hummed, then commenting that they probably gave him the life sentence. And if only they had better cells, the place doesn't really suit him.

Crocodile smirked at that.

"Oh?"

You nodded and looked at him.
"This place doesn't suit your tastes at all. You seem the type to want a grand chair in front of a shiny long table, and the chair would then spin dramatically with your signature coat on it. Sheets made from the purest and softest of silk, and a nice sized bathroom."

Crocodile said nothing, but you didn't seem to realize that he did indeed have a long table with a chair that spins when he was situated in Alabasta and had Baroque Works.

"You're describing a mansion for a prisoner it seems."

You waved him off and continued. "Prisoner, schmisoner. A mansion for you has to be big, but not too big but as well as not too small. You'd want to show off your wealth to others, but seem to play off the modesty card if necessary."

"You think you know me well." He commented, causing you to raise an eyebrow.

"Don't tell me that won't be something you would do to trick others you play nice."

"This is just a matter of perspective. In Impel Down, it's impossible."

You frowned. But said nothing.

"I'm serious about the bathroom though. Where's the toilet?" What if you had to pee? There's no toilet here, and you're not peeing in front of ANYBODY. Crocodile seemed to have ignored you and found his interest back on your face again, as he moved his hook towards the part of your face that wasn't numb.

Twitch. Twitch.

"Can you stop that?"

Crocodile glanced at your face with an amused smirk.

"Does it bother you Gin Chi? You always seem to twitch when my hook comes near...how strange to have no fear of a dangerous object but be ticklish by it." You flushed in embarrassment. He knows! And he's close again! Your face was red once again. "Th-thats cause—" Crocodile immediately zoned in a he tipped your chin with his hook.

"Did I hear a stutter? Hmm...flustered then?" You growled at his smirking face. All proud and everything. Stupid. It's true you've never stuttered around him before...that's a lie.

You have.

You're just not proud to admit it. Crocodile and you then went back and forth with quips and arrogant remarks, which made you feel odd. Not odd like it was weird. But odd that you felt like you can put a name to the relationship you had with the grump. Almost like a friend.

A friend that kept getting a little too close to your face and boldly saying possessive comments.

You believed there was some flirts out of his mouth but you weren't sure, you get confused with that kind of thing. What were you talking about again?

You then tensed when you felt a familiar presence coming down the elevator. The Minotaurus. Crocodile looks at you and asked with a mere a glance what made you silent.

"Minotaurus." You simply said. "Probably here for my first session..." Your face schooled into an expressionless one as you stared at your Marine hat that was still on the floor. Crocodile glancing behind him all of a sudden and grabbing your cap that was by his feet that you were eyeing. You blinked.

"When you first woke up, I didn't miss how you stared at this old trash."

"Treasure." You corrected. "That's my treasure." You glanced up at him seriously.

"Crocodile." He immediately looked down towards you as he held the cap with his hook. "May you take care of it for me? When you sit on your side, it won't get any more blood on it from me. It's not something I want to get dirty." Crocodile rose an eyebrow at you. "Didn't you say this was your treasure?" You nodded.

"It is." You then gave a small nostalgic smile as you looked at it. "You're actually the first one who has ever held it. I don't normally let others even come close to touching it, but if it's to protect it..." Crocodile gave a dark amused chuckle.

"The first? Not even Akagami(Red Hair)?"

Your eyes immediately narrowed, something that Crocodile didn't miss.

"What does he have to do with anything?" You said a little too sharply.

Inside, Crocodile wanted to laugh. His suspicions were true. It seems that the Red Hair messed up on Silver Blood.

"Anyways, please Crocodile?" You looked up at him. Crocodile looked down at you with no expression. "Since I'm the first...I do not mind doing this favor for you Silver Blood." You perked up at him and gave a grateful grin. "Thanks Crocodile." Crocodile hummed as he went back to his side, this time with your treasure neatly on top of his hook as he sat down.

It didn't take long for the Minotaurus to come and start beat you with its weapon. Even though it did some to the others as well.

Thankfully, it finally shut them up.

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Aww~

I love the Croco-man, even though he is just so, SO hard to write.

GAH!

A romance with him is nearly impossible if it isn't...*stops herself and looks away with a blush*

Like those fan fictions...

Anyways!

Look! Bonding! And your treasure!

There ya guys go! Some people asked for what exactly the flag looked like, so here~! :3

Has your scar, your hat, and of course your AWESOME sword~! ^~^

I had other drafts, but this is the one I liked the most.

I DO ACCEPT FANART GUYS!! XD FEEL FREE!! XD

You can draw Silver Blood(you) with any guy, any scene, or your own take on the flag, pirate ship, and crew of the Silver Judgement Pirates.

Just remember the scar on the left cheek, the marine hat, and the buster sword. That's what makes Silver Blood(you), Silver Blood(you). ^_^

AND ABOUT VOTING!

No, I do NOT count repetitive votes. NO, I do not count votes for another romance candidate when you voted for another one earlier.

Has to be ONE and only ONE.

The only thing I will count is if perhaps you want to change your vote. But you guys have to COMMENT it.

I don't like searching in the 2k comments to see if you voted before or who you voted.

YOU HAVE TO SAY IT.

Say who you voted BEFORE, and who you want to vote for NOW if you want to change the vote in the comments.

Please. PLEASE. I don't have time to see if people voted before or not, so it would be appreciated.

GREATLY appreciated.

So no repetitive votes.

No votes for another person if you voted for a different one before.

Unless you want to CHANGE your vote, in which case, comment who you voted BEFORE in a previous chapter and who you want to vote NOW in a recent one.

I needed to clarify the rules for voting, cause a lot(a lot) of readers in the many different sites I post this story on kept doing the things I don't allow.

I'm sorry it was not clear from the beginning. I just hope everyone is on the same page now.

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 19
Mihawk:25
Crocodile:7
Doflamingo: 14
Smoker: 15
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 2
Paulie: 2

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

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