Happy Birthday to the old man duo. This is an extended version of The Promise so I hope you like. Also, does anyone have an idea what I should do for Sabo? His birthday is just around the corner.

Pinks, blues, purples, and some golden colors filled the sky. The sun was setting as the clouds reflected the colors of the sky. A few people of a small town took in the lights and colors. Especially a young man with his sideburns coming into a point on his jawline. His hair slicked back while he walked into the town. He walked into the bar and sat down in one of the barstools. He got a few snickers from a few men beside him since he was wearing a floral shirt. But a glare with his golden hawk eyes had then shut up pretty quick. He glanced back to the bartender who gulped handing him a whisky glass with some of the amber liquid inside. It was all quiet and calm until they showed up.

The door was pushed open as three men walked in. The few people the bar turned to them as they laughed. One of the three of them was clearly older. His hair was jet black and pulled back into a ponytail. The end of a cigarette bud was between his teeth. His arm was looped around a scarlet red haired man's neck. He wore a straw hat with a red ribbon wrapped around the base of the hat. The man wore a smile, that looked like he could woo any lady with it. Then the man to the end. He had dreads with a hue beaded necklace around his neck. They grinned to the many types of alcohol stocked against the wall. Some appeared to be foreign like they were imported from all over the world.

The man with golden Hawkeyes turned away back to the bar keeper ignoring the loud bunch. But it was all for vein because the red haired man sat beside him. Pushing back his straw hat to his back and turned to the hawk-eyed man. He crossed his arms leaning against the bar trying to get that man's attention. But his golden gaze never met his emerald green.

"Pardon me, but today is my friend's birthday. Is there anything special we can get him?" Benn asked.

The woman with peacock colored hair turned to them. She smiled pulling out a menu and handed it to him.

"You can pick anything on the special section. Or. You can pick the surprise bomb. Which is a mixture of flavors of alcohol, gummy candies, and a swirly straw." She said.

"I want that one."

"You want it because it has a swirly straw isn't it?" Yassop asked.

Shanks gasped turning to him, "I am appalled that you would think I. A twenty one year old adult. Picked an adult beverage because it has a kiddy swirly straw."

"So yes. That's why you picked it."

The man with golden eyes chuckled softly finishing his drink. Shanks turned to him with a soft smile finally getting his golden gaze.

"You must of just turned twenty one." He said.

Shanks grinned, "Well yeah it is my birthday and all."

"It's not just your birthday today."

Shanks blinked, "No way it's your birthday too?!"

"Unfortunately."

"I'm Shanks and these are my buddies Benn and Yassop."

"Mihawk."

Shanks turned to the lady putting down some money on the counter.

"Hey can you get one of those for my friend here. Today is also his birthday." Shanks said.

"Coming right up." She said.

Shanks grinned turning back to the man, he rested on the back of his hands. Mihawk cocked a brow to the scarlet haired man. He was taken by those deep emerald eyes. Sucking him into some trance, if Shanks asked something Mihawk could pour it out to him. But he turned away before getting caught in the strange red haired man's trap.

"So. How old are you?" Shanks asked.

"Twenty four." Mihawk muttered.

"Here you go boys. Happy Birthday!" She smiled.

Mihawk and Shanks ogled to the tall drink. It looked like the ocean with many little gummy candies on the bottom. A small umbrella sat on the top with a swirly straw and a long spoon.

"Well bottoms up am I right?" Shanks asked.

Mihawk glanced to him as he started to sip down his drink. Then he turned back to his. He sighed pulling it closer and drinking it down through the swirled straw. It took about half an hour to drink down. Shanks started to eat the liquor soaked gummy candies. They both were slobbering drunk. Hell, they both blacked out halfway through the glass. Shanks let out a loud laugh having Mihawk turn to him. The world was like a mad house mirror room. That was slowly turning.

"Look it's green!" Shanks grinned.

He stuck out his tongue to the green gummy bear on his tongue. Mihawk's drunken golden eyes were fixed to the emerald green candy on his tongue. Then tugged him into an open mouth kiss. Shanks sloppily kissed back fighting to get back the green gummy bear. But Mihawk was the first to eat it. Shanks pulled away as a silver string of saliva clung to their lips.

"Com-come on baby you and me. G-go find somewhere to. To...." Shanks lost his train of thought.

Mihawk hummed as he and Shanks hopped off the barstool. They staggered out of the bar. They bumped and pushed into each other. That was before Mihawk groped Shank's butt.

"You-u good sir. Your hand is on my butt." Shanks said.

"If you don't like it then take it off." Mihawk hummed.

Shanks laughed a hearty laugh earning the few people on the street's attention. That was when he gasped and turned to Mihawk.

"You. You know what we should do?" Shanks asked.

"What?" Mihawk asked.

"We should get married. I mean. My birthday and your birthday are the same. So. We have to get married."

"Okay."

Shanks grinned, "Then let's go."

So. Being the brilliant drunk that Shanks is. Lead Mihawk and him to a small chapel. They stumbled in like the drunks they are, earning the attention of the so called pastor. He smiled as Shanks and Mihawk approached him.

"We. We want to get married." Shanks grinned.

The pastor smiled upon the two drunks and granted their wishes. Where Shanks and Mihawk were wed that day. They even managed to fill out a marriage license without any problem. Even their signatures were legit. The pastor gave them both plastic rings where Shanks and Mihawk slipped them onto each other. Then gave sloppy drunk kisses to each other.

Then Mihawk woke up the following morning. He groaned holding his head to the headache throbbing in his head. He furrowed realizing his arm was stuck. He turned to his wrist handcuffed to the bedpost. Mihawk furrowed looking around. Where the hell was he? What all that happened last night? His thoughts were broken when a harsh snore earned his attention. He turned to Shanks sleeping happily beside him. But that's not all his eyes caught. A marriage license, two plastic silver rings, a black bag and the key to his handcuffs sitting on the bedside table beside Shank's head. He grumbled turning back to his shackled wrist. He sighed then turned to Shanks. He furrowed when he noticed a white bandage to his eye. Mihawk reached over brushing away his hair. There, sitting on Shank's face. Was a white bandage covering the left corner of his face. Mihawk pulled his hand away.

"What the hell happened to you?" Mihawk muttered.

Mihawk double checked himself to see if he had any wounds. But. All that he could find is that he was buck ass naked. Along with Shanks. It would explain the handcuffs and the black bag. He figured he should get out of the hand cuffs. Mihawk shimmied closer to Shanks reaching over his chest inching closer to the key. That's when Shanks woke up. His one good eye followed Mihawk's arm to the key sitting on the bedside table. Then he turned to Mihawk with wide eyes.

"What. Happened?" He asked.

"If I knew. I would tell you." Mihawk said, "Hand me that key, my wrist is handcuffed to the bedpost."

Shanks reached over picking up the key and placed it in Mihawk's hand. He sat up and watched Mihawk unlock himself from the bedpost and rub his wrist.

"What I can gather, is that in our drunken state, we have been to a chapel, a sex shop and now here where. You know." Mihawk said.

"Well my ass doesn't hurt, so I guess I fucked you then." Shanks grinned.

Mihawk thumped him in the forehead. Then he froze. Shanks furrowed to Mihawk's eyes frozen to something. He turned to his phone positioned on a table right before the bed. The camera was facing toward them. Shanks got up picking up his phone which was still recording. Shanks stopped the recording finding his phone filled with videos. Then it died. He grumbled looking up to Mihawk who was avoiding eye contact. Since. Shanks was still naked. He grumbled when his eye started to throb. Mihawk turned to him sitting on the bed and about to remove his bandage.

"Hold it. You might reopen it." Mihawk said.

Shanks turned to him, "Then can you look at it?"

Mihawk sighed as Shanks scooted over to him. He placed pillows in there laps giving Shanks and him some common decency. Then he reached up to the bandaged eye. Slightly tugging on the tape and pulled back the folded gauze. His golden eyes softened to the jagged three scratch across his left eye. The emerald green flicked back in forth to the liquid gold. For some reaction. But. Mihawk just covered the wound back up.

"It could be worse. At least you have your eye." Mihawk sighed.

It was quiet, both unsure and unaware what do to. Or what to say. They were married, but they barely know each other.

"What are gonna do?" Shanks asked.

Mihawk turned to him, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, what's gonna happen to us?"

He sighed resting back on his hands, "I. I don't know."

The door was knocked on before it bursted open. Shanks and Mihawk turned to Yasopp and Benn. Yasopp nodded before turning to Benn holding his hand out to Shanks and Mihawk.

"See I told yah he would still be here." Yasopp said.

Benn rolled his eyes turning to Shanks, "Well, do you remember what happened last night?"

"Couldn't tell you." Shanks shrugged.

"Well it goes a little something like this..."

Benn and Yasopp came back from hitting on a couple of girls. Finding Shanks and Mihawk's place empty. Benn pressed his lips in a line turning to Yasopp.

"Let's go find that idiot before he gets himself roped into something stupid."

Benn and Yasopp left asking the people on the street of they have seen the scarlet red head. Only a few lead them in the right direction. Benn was surprised he was still walking around and not passed out on the street. Until. Shanks and Mihawk staggered out of a sex shop. Shanks stumbled into Benn's chest and looked up at him.

"Oh! Benny!" He cried.

"Where have you been? Have you done anything stupid yet?" Benn cocked a brow.

"Uhhhhh......" Shanks mind went blank.

He stood there for a minute trying to figure out what he did. Then he lit up.

"Oh! I got married. Hawkeyes and I are now official." Shanks grinned.

Benn sighed, "Why did you think that was a good idea?"

"Cause our birthdays are the same. It's a sign. So we got married."

Mihawk nodded in approval.

"Now we're gonna go home and FuCK!" Shanks cried.

Benn shushed him, "You're too loud."

"FFFUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK!"

Benn groaned, "Let's take them somewhere where they can't get into trouble."

"Hey you!" Shanks pointed.

He pointed to a man guzzling down a bottle of alcohol. The man perked up finishing his bottle and turned to Shanks.

"Me?" He asked.

Shanks nodded, "You look like a giant egg."

"WHAT?!"

He broke his bottle against the wall and approached Shanks.

"Whoa whoa, I'm sorry my friend is a little drunk. Just ignore him." Yasopp said.

"Fat Egg! Oooo! You look like a hobo!"

The man scraped the bottle across Shanks face before shattering it to the floor. He growled storming off when Mihawk approached him. He tapped on the man's shoulder having him turn. Then he punched the man in the face knocking him to the ground. Shanks howled with approval as Yasopp restrained Mihawk.

"Don't touch my husband!" Mihawk barked.

"Alright he got the idea lets go home before you get us killed."

"Go Mihawk!" Shanks cheered.

Mihawk turned to him as Shanks embraced him. Then kissed. Pecking each other with soft kisses, while Shanks's face was bleeding out. Benn growled grabbing the both of them and taking them to a hotel. Where the two were glued to the hip with kisses and touching each other. Benn sighed getting the first aid kit from the bathroom and went to fix Shank's eye. Which was a struggle since he whined being pulled away from Mihawk.

"There now pass out already!" Benn barked.

Benn crossed his arms finishing the story, "And that's how I left you two."

Mihawk and Shanks turned to each other, before back to Benn. Shanks groaned flopping down on the bed.

"What the hell are we going to do?" He grumbled.

"Nothing." Mihawk said.

Shanks turned to him, "Huh?"

"I became so attached to you. That I punched someone in the face because of what he did to you. I'd never hit anyone good reason or not. And I don't want to fill out paperwork."

"So, you're going to stay?"

"I'd rather be with an idiot like you then be alone the rest of my life."

Shanks grinned embracing Mihawk, "Oh Hawky you do love me."

Mihawk sighed, "Whatever."

As some months went by. Shanks moved into Mihawk's, large, home. Three storied home with staircases on each side of the entryway. Shanks whistled holding two boxes under his arms. His eyes looked to the large chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Then to the railing connecting both of the stairways on the second floor. Where Mihawk stood holding a glass of wine.

"Welcome to our home, Shanks." Mihawk said.

"You live here?! This is our home?!" Shanks grinned.

"Yes, this is our home."

"Gee, it's huge. How can you live like this all alone."

"I don't now that I have you."

Shanks chuckled, "Just fess up and tell me you love me already."

"When the sky turns red and your hair turns green."

That night Shanks flopped down on the bed, Mihawk stepped into the room watching him.

"Say, did you watch those videos on your phone?" Mihawk asked.

Shanks turned to him, "Oh I watched a few, a few of them I deleted since they were stupid. Like I was recording the street. Or it was in my pocket. But there was one I kept for a special occasion."

"How so?" Mihawk asked shrugging off his robe.

"We made a sex tape."

Mihawk stiffened turning to Shanks. He held out his phone to Mihawk with the video in view. With a frozen image of both of them stripped naked and getting intimate. 

"And Let me just say. There was a reason why I handcuffed you to the bed." Shanks purred wiggling his eyebrows.

Mihawk thumped him in the forehead. He grumbled rubbing his forehead as Mihawk crawled into bed. He lied in bed with his back to Shanks. The red head whined snuggling up to Mihawk and rested his head against his shoulder.

"Don't be cross with me hawky. I was behind honest." Shanks said.

Mihawk sighed turning to Shanks, he cupped his cheeks and kissed him before patting his cheek.

"Goodnight." He said.

Shanks grinned nuzzling up to Mihawk.

"I love you." Shanks hummed.

Mihawk didn't respond so he nuzzled against Mihawk's neck.

"If I respond, will you leave me to sleep?" Mihawk asked.

"Yes." Shanks said.

He sighed, "I love you too."