Ten days left until Halloween!!!!

Lights, colors, laughter, and soft singing filled the small town. Mihawk found his little visit to his normal town to be throwing a festival. Something about the blue moon. All he wanted to do was buy a case of wine to take back home. But I guess that was going to be a bit complicated. It could get worse.

"Hawkeyes?"

That voice, anything but him. The man with scarlet red hair and a gaze that seemed to enchant anyone, to death or to the bedroom. Anything, anything but him. That man could make anyone fall in love with him, but once they admit to him, he leaves without another word. The one thing, he won't admit to that red haired bastard.

Mihawk turned to Shanks who grinned and stepped up to him. Swinging his only arm over his shoulders and nuzzling his cheek into his hat. His liquid gold gaze glanced to the red haired man. He pulled back grinning.

"What are you doing here? I should've known you were a secret partier." Shanks winked.

Mihawk batted him away, "You assume too much, I'm here to restock."

"Oh, your blood mourvèdre?" Shanks smirked cocking a brow.

"Might be."

"Well I know where you can find two cases of said wine."

Mihawk cocked a brow, "Oh, how so?"

"I bought the last two cases, knowing you would be coming for them."

Piece of shit.

"I'm willing to give them to you."

"What's the catch?"

"You have to spend the WHOLE day with me."

He held out his hand Mihawk pursed his lips before taking his hand. Shanks grinned intertwining their fingers before they headed down into the festival. Mihawk glanced to all the people offering them stuff until Shanks stopped. Mihawk turned to him as his eyes kept to a black bottle with the words, 'True Wish' written across the white label. A cheesy grin grew on his lips as he eyed such a beautiful bottle of liquor. As he was slowly being drawn to such a bottle Mihawk grabbed his wrist. Shanks turned to him furrowing.

"You don't even know what's in that." Mihawk said, "For god's sake it could be something that could kill you."

"Relax, I'm an emperor, nothing can kill me, or my iron stomach. Huh bud?"

He patted his stomach before going over to the woman. Mihawk rolled his eyes to his shameless flirting as the bottle was knocked down a couple hundred beri's and Shanks bought said bottle. But as he turned away the woman's eyes caught Mihawk's who glared at her very being. She smirked putting a finger to her lips before, she poofed and disappeared. Mihawk looked to the bottle as Shanks uncorked it with his teeth.

"Oi! Don't drink that!" Mihawk barked.

Shanks grumbled, taking a sip before pulling back. He swallowed then motioned to himself. After a minute of him not dropping dead, Mihawk frowned.

"See, I'm fine. Don't get your panties in a knot." Shanks chuckled.

He was going to take another drink when he stopped and smirked before approaching Mihawk. Shanks tilted up his chin who furrowed to him crossing his arms.

"Did you get worried about me? Hm?"

Mihawk tore from his grip, "Like hell I would."

"Don't be like that, you can admit you love me."

"Now you're just being stupid."

Shanks frowned before taking another gulp of the liquor, "Wish you would."

He corked it before putting it into his coat and they joined hands. Shanks lead Mihawk to a few games winning him a few little stuffed animals or little trinkets. Before they took a boat out to the sea. Where the blue moon was about to begin. Where they watched the moon turn a shade of pale blue, everyone was in awe. Mihawk glanced to Shanks with a large smile and amazed eyes. Mihawk smiled softly before turning back to the moon. Shanks rested his hand on Mihawk's as he sighed.

"This is nice." Shanks hummed.

"It was, until you started talking." Mihawk huffed.

Shanks frowned turning to Mihawk who glanced back to him. He smirked swooping in for a kiss, where Mihawk was shocked before gripping onto his jaw and pulled back.

"Do that again and I will kill you." Mihawk huffed.

Shanks frowned once more, "You're no fun."

They rowed back to the shore before heading back to their ships. Shanks had Benn and Yasopp drop the wine off on Mihawk's ship. Before Shanks sat on one of the boxes. Mihawk furrowed crossing his arms.

"I'm comin with you." Shanks nodded.

"Why? You have your own crew and-"

"They know I'll be with you."

Mihawk sighed as they headed back to his castle. Where Shanks happily sucked down his bottle of black booze. Mihawk hauled in the red wine as Perona opened the door.

"You're home early." Perona said.

"Perona!" Shanks chimed.

"And you brought a friend."

"He's only staying the night."

He glanced to Shanks waving his hand, Mihawk rolled his eyes as he put the cases of wine in his cellar. Then locked the door, knowing Shanks would drain him dry. Then headed up to his room. Removing his coat, boots and his hat. Mihawk began to unbuckle his pants before he stopped. His sheets were rising and falling softly then noticed Shanks already asleep in said bed. He grumbled letting his belt spool to the floor and tossed away his pants before also crawling in with him. He glanced to the red haired man asleep, softly drooling on the empty side pillow. Mihawk scooted a little closer to his excessive heat and the company. He was sure he would wake up before Shanks anyway. Making sure not to get caught lowering his guard to his enemy, well. Kind of.

Mihawk awoke the following morning to screaming. He grumbled sitting up and glanced to Shanks. Who. wasn't there. He franitcally got up and went downstairs.

"Roger! Rayleigh?! Buggy?! Come on someone answer me!? Where are you guys?!"

Mihawk furrowed to a teenaged boy with scarlet red hair darting across the halls going through every room he could get his hands on. Mihawk blinked watching the boy dart around before he got out of breath and slumped to the floor. Mihawk cautiously stepped down as Perona watched from the top of the stairs holding close her robe. Mihawk went to the boy brushing his hair out of his face. He panted softly.

"Oh, it's just you."

This was the age of Shanks when he was on Roger's crew. His missing arm, and his scars still remained on his body. But he had the face of an early twenty year old. Shanks squinted slightly before frowning.

"Hawkeyes, what happened to you, you got. Old." Shanks said, "What happened to my arm, and my eye? Where's Roger, and Rayleigh? Are they here too? Where's my hat?! Did Rouge-"

Mihawk put a finger to his lips, "Redhair, it's been twenty years. Roger turned himself in, the roger pirates disbanded, his son had been born but died in a war along with whitebeard, you gave that hat to a young boy and gave up your arm for him too."

Shanks frowned, "that makes you...."

"Forty Three."

Shanks snorted, "Wow you're old."

Mihawk punched him in the head, Shanks whined as Mihawk got up going to his den den moshi.

"Benn, we have a problem."

Shanks sat processing things, looking over Luffy's wanted poster. Mihawk came in with a glass of wine sitting in his chair. While he was redressed into his button up and black pants. Shanks wore some clothes Zoro left behind. Which were a little loose on him. But fit well enough.

"Why, why did I do that?" Shanks asked.

"You said something about faith in the new era, his goal is to be the new pirate king."

Shanks looked to the poster, "I don't even remember getting to raftel. I don't even remember what happened last night, I- wanna remember."

His eyes shot to Mihawk who sipped his wine softly. He cocked a brow to Shanks curious eyes.

"Did we fuck?!"

"No."

Shanks frowned, "Wow, my future self can't even get laid."

"Oh trust me I'm sure you have, many, many times."

"How do you know?"

"I don't, but you've been wooing women since as long as I can remember you."

Shanks smirked, getting up and leaning over Mihawk's chair, he smirked licking his lips slightly.

"If you're so sure why haven't we?" Shanks purred.

Mihawk gripped his face before pushing him back.

"I would never, with a perverted dog like you." Mihawk huffed.

Shanks slumped to the floor pouting slightly, before resting back on his hand. He sighed crossing his legs and looked up to Mihawk who was back sipping on his wine. Shanks crawled over to before Mihawk and sat before his legs. He rested on his knees and looked up at him.

"What kind of relationship do we have? Are we dating? Secretly married?-"

"We are friends, nothing more, nothing less."

"I only assumed since, we both slept in our underwear, and you were cuddling me this morning."

"You always had excessive heat. I was just keeping warm."

"Do you secretly love me?"

Mihawk's golden eyes glanced back to the large emerald green.

"I would never."

That, was a lie that rolled over his tongue.

Shanks frowned, "Yeah whatever, I probably wouldn't love you either."

The doors opened as Benn panted standing in the doorway. Shanks blinked as Benn sighed seeing his captain in such a young state. Shanks grinned getting up and went to see Benn and embraced him.

"Benn! Wow it's good to see you how you been?" Shanks grinned.

"Shanks doesn't remember anything from being on Roger's crew to this day." Mihawk explained.

Benn huffed gripping his ear, "We can take it from here. Thank you for keeping him this long."

Shanks whined batting at Benn's strong hold before Mihawk set his glass on the table.

"I think he should stay here." Mihawk said.

Benn turned to him, "What for?"

Mihawk rested on his palm, "One of the world's emperors in this state, he is but a child, if anyone found out about his state. They would come after him, where he could get killed or worse. If he stays here where the world is kept out, and he can't escape, I believe it would be better."

Benn turned to Shanks looking to Mihawk with a soft smile. Then back to Mihawk, Benn let go of his ear and smacked him upside the head. Shanks puffed his cheeks and snapped to Benn rubbing his head. Benn grabbed his cheek tugging harshly.

"Behave or I will lock you in your room. The others will help look to figure out what happened with you. Until then. Behave."

"I will, god."

Shanks pulled out of his grip and rubbed his cheek, Benn turned heading out of the mansion. He sighed going up to the ship and informing the crew of what is going on. While. Shanks was causing trouble.

He went back to the room he woke up in noticing his old clothes on the floor. He saw the cape and picked it up. When a bottle fell and rolled across the floor, Shanks furrowed going up to it picking it up. 'True Wish' was written across the label as Shanks gave a soft ooo. But groaned as the bottle was empty.

"Redhair stop snooping-" Mihawk entered the room as his eyes narrowed to the bottle, "Where did you- give me that bottle."

"Why it's not yours, I know it's mine." Shanks said sticking out his tongue.

"Just give it to me, I know it's empty."

"What do I get out of it."

"It might help us get you back to your normal form."

"You'll have to catch me first."

Shanks ran up to him before skidding between his legs and darted down the hall. Mihawk groaned following after him. Until he lost him down on the lower level of the house. He grunted heading to the kitchen to find Perona making some kind of cake. She perked up to Mihawk walking into the kitchen.

"I need your help."

Shanks panted softly hiding under the table of the dining room. He poked out of the sheet to the door. But Mihawk seemed not to find him yet. Shanks chuckled looking to the bottle to the inscription on the inside of the label. Shanks furrowed getting a closer look but a white ghost flew under the table and out of the room. He shuddered blinking to the wall then back to the bottle. A hand grabbed his leg and pulled him out from the table. Mihawk looked pissed, while Shanks held close to the bottle. Mihawk tried to snag it, but, Shanks held it above his head.

"I'll give it up when you kiss me."

"What?"

"Kiss me and I'll give you the bottle."

"You never seem to change."

Mihawk cupped his chin and kissed him softly, until Shanks wrapped his arm around his neck. Deepening the kiss before Mihawk pulled away taking the bottle with him. Shanks purred with a pleased smile on his lips. Mihawk looked to the bottle reading over the inscription on the inside of the label. He frowned turning to Shanks.

"Your a fuckin idiot." Mihawk grunted.

"W-what does it say?" Shanks asked.

"The only way for you to turn back to your normal form is to fulfill your true wish you made while you drank this bottle. If you don't fulfill the wish in three days, you will stay like this. Permanently. And I'm assuming you don't know what your true wish is."

Shanks shook his head having Mihawk sigh and sit in his chair. Shanks sat before him.

"Well, let's retrace our steps, who was I with last night when I drank the bottle?"

Mihawk pursed his lips, "Me."

"Then you should know. The answer relies in you."

Shanks rested on his knees, smiling up at him. While Mihawk was deep in thought thinking over all what happened last night. But nothing that he said he wished for stood out, that he could remember. He sighed turning back to Shanks, who was beginning to fall asleep.

"Come on, we can think more about it when we have a fresh start."

Shanks nodded as Mihawk lead him up to a room that wasn't his. He frowned turning back to Mihawk.

"This isn't the room I was in last night." Shanks pouted.

"I know, you're not sleeping with me tonight."

"What for? What the hell. I wanna sleep with you."

"Goodnight redhair."

Mihawk shut the door and headed down the hall. He sighed heading downstairs to finish his glass of wine. Once he finished he then headed upstairs to his room. Where, Shanks had found his way to the room. Mihawk grumbled taking off his clothes and crawled into bed. Shanks grumbled curling closer to Mihawk. Wrapping his only arm around his hip. Mihawk glanced to Shanks who was still asleep. He sighed pulling the boy closer to him onto his chest and ran a hand through his scarlet red locks.

"I'll forgive myself this once." he sighed.

Mihawk soon fell asleep. Only to awake in the morning to a hand roaming down his body. He cracked open his eye to Shanks lifting the band of his boxers. Mihawk grabbed his wrist before Having Shanks snap to him. Mihawk tossed his hand away before pulling the blanket over his shoulders and tossed on his side.

"Awe come on I was curious, that's all." Shanks said.

"You and your 39 year old self."

"We're still younger than you and we wanna see."

Mihawk rolled his eyes before shutting them, Shanks curled up with him nuzzling in the back of his neck.

"Do you remember yet?" Mihawk grumbled.

"No, but I've got a day or so."

But that day winded down to nothing of remembrance of what Shanks wish was. Ending the night on another dead end. Mihawk began to give up hope, and was going to live with this Shanks for the rest of his life.

Mihawk curled up with Shanks lying on his chest. A since of nostalgia washed over him, now going to live with this Shanks, then the Shanks that he. He loved. Mihawk frowned brushing a hand through his hair as the boy slept on his chest. Mihawk kissed his forehead before brushing his thumb over his cheek.

"I have always loved you, I've just been too stubborn to tell you the truth, come back to me."

Shanks gargled in his growling snoring. Mihawk soon fell asleep. But. awoke to a heavy weight on him. He fluttered opened his eyes to the older Shanks asleep still on his chest. Mihawk snapped open his eyes before sitting up. Shanks grumbled slumping to his lap. He fluttered open his eyes grumbling.

"What's with the look?"

"Your back."

"I never left."

"No your back to your adult form."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Mihawk blinked, "You, you don't remember?"

"I told you not to eat anything weird last night. Now go back to sleep."

Mihawk cupped his face kissing him roughly having Shanks surprised before Mihawk pulled back.

"Whatever the hell happened, I need to tell you. I love you."

Shanks smirked, "Took you long enough."