A/N: Ok, we've reached 40k! As a celebration, what would you guys like? Long and smutty one shot, one of the fanfictions to become a real book (I was considering the Ghost Ace one), gimme all the suggetions!

Cold.

That's what you felt. 

As the cold liquid embraced you, you allowed yourself to sink deeper.

It was quite peaceful actually, almost like returning to the womb. 

"This is nice." You thought, as the last bubbles escaped your nose.

As your body began to panic due to the lack of oxygen, you finally swam back up, breathing deeply.

You quickly pushed yourself back on the surfboard, sitting quietly.

"Ah~ If only I could spend longer time under there." You hummed out loud, the sound of the ocean calming you.

A cold chill went down your spine, causing your shoulders to spasm and eyes widen.

"Okay! Time to leave!" You told yourself, quickly returning to shore.

Laying on the board and using your arms as paddles, the warm sand and bustling island became closer and closer, along with the usual noises.

As you arrived, you quickly fixed your swimsuit and tied your hair. 

You looked at the sky, soon hissing in pain as your eyes burnt. Another sunny day approached. Although still early in the day, the sun paid no mind, quick to toast innocent unsuspecting bi-standers with it's gleaming rays. 

You flipped off the sky and quickly carried the surfboard over your head to protect yourself from, as you would say, "The little gleamy shit in the sky".

The uneven sandy terrain wasn't always pleaseant to cross before reaching the sand, with the occasional sharp sheel or litter hurting your feet, cutting them once or twice. Usually, flip-flops would solve this, but alas, your pair was stolen last week.

"I need new flip flops! This stupid shit is hurting!" You exclaimed, running as fast as you could to land.

You ran in to the palmtree filled city, many of the citizens as dressed as you, or even less. 

It was easy to tell visitors and tourists from actual locals, they always had a gleam of wonder in their eye, over dressed or covered in sun screen. The locals on the other hand, were usually tan and neutral.

A good example was the blonde in a tophat and formal wear, who the hell dresses like that for a beach island?

"Excuse me, miss?" Speak of the devil and he shall appear they say.

"Hm?" You turned to lock eyes with him, if you were a little taller you would have to look down.

"Do you know the way to the Sunny Kitty Café? I have seem to have gotten lost and-"

"I work there! No need to explain ya tourist! Come along!" You exclaimed, cachting him by surprise with you attitude.

You pulled him by his forearm with your hand, with a quick pace and going through the crouded street.

"Get out of the way!" You exclaimed loudly, using the board to swat some of them away and creat space.

"Excuse me sir! Excuse me miss! Sorry mam!" He exclaimed as you dragged him along like an oversized dog would drag their owner on a walk.

As the blonde was distracted being polite, he failed to notice your halt and bumped into your back.

"Not used to the pace, eh? I thought you'd be with your height." You laughed.

"Ah, well, I guess i'm not in a ruch as much as you are." He chuckled awkwardly.

"I wasn't in a rush, lad." You smiled. As you said that, he became a stuttering apologetic mess.

"Ah- I'm sorry! I. Uh, well-"

"I'm joking with ya!"You laughed, patting his back with your prosthetic arm, causing him to move foward.

"Anyways, we're here! I'll be going through the back to get ready for my shift! See ya later blondy!" You laughed, quickly jogging to the back.

"Don't call me that!" He exclaimed, flushed.

As he walked in, the store was colourful with wooden tables and cat head ornaments.

The waiters in waitresses wore simple white aprons and quickly scribbled down orders, as others brought platters upon platters of meals to tend to the large amount of customers.

A cat in sunglasses resting at the beach while holding a fruity drink seemed to be the cafés logo, as it was everywhere and on everything.

Sabo quickly looked around for people he recognized, soon seeing a familiar waving hand.

Koala wore a low cut striped swimsuit with frills on the bottom and a bow on the chest, with a pale yellow cover up and a hat. Although only being on the island since the early morning, her skin was already sun kissed and pink.

"I see you've been enjoying the beach." He chuckled, while pulling out a chair and sitting down.

"It's such a nice island! I couldn't help myself!" She exclaimed, smilling.

"Hello my name is Sofiel and I will be serving you today! What drinks would you like?" The curly haired woman smiled.

Meanwhile, you finished your quick shower and threw on some flowy dress left laying around and tied your apron. As you looked in the mirror, the soft dress looked pleaseant, even though it didn't match your seastone arm and tattos, and much less your height and muscles.

But you sure looked hot in that short dress.

You ran to serve customers, the job was easier when you could balance as many platters as you wanted.

"Hello gentleman, my name is (Y/N)! Shall we start with beverages?" You exclaimed in a cheery waitress tone, being as formal as you could during working hours.

"I'd like a tall glass of you sunshine~" The man purred with a smirk.

"I'm sorry sir! It seems we're all out of You sunshine! Would like to hear the drink of the day?" You asked, still smiling while an aura of anger surrounded you.

"May we see your sunny pussy?" He chuckled, getting closer to lift your dress.

Before his hand could reach, you quickly squeezed it with a smile.

"I'm sorry sir." You smiled, hearing a crunch while he yelped in pain.

"But that item isn't on the menu." You tugged on his arm, before dragging him through the restaraunt and throwing him out the door.

"Please consider checking the menu beforehand." You said sweetly.

As you walked back in with a smile, you continued your job.

"Wow Sabo, I didn't know you liked strong women~" Koala teased, while Sabo blushed furiously.

"It seems you have a crush on my co-worker." Sofiel giggled. As sabo grumbled, never denying her words.

"Do you think you can get her to go on a date with him?!" Koala exclaimed excitedly.

"Koala please don't play cupid here! Remember the last incident?!" Sabo groaned, still blushing.

"I can try~" Sofiel giggled, handing the bill and walking away.

As you went to the back to fetch another order, Sofiel stopped you.

"Hey (Y/N), one of the customers has a crush on you!" She exclaimed, bouncing up and down excitedly.

"Is it another one of those lads who want me to beat 'em up? I swear they see me throw one lousy punch and-" 

"It's the blondie at table seven!" She giggled.

"Eh! I know that lad! He's a real softie!" You exclaimed, laughing.

"Waddaya say?! Will ya do it!" She exclaimed while her eyes twinkled.

"Why not?! I'll get to tease 'em around!" You laughed, intrigued.

Your co-worker skipped to him excitedly, whispering in his ear, you could see his face almost turn to flames as Sofiel and his company laughed.

"This might be interesting." You thought to yourself.

As you left your job, dressed in only a T-shirt and the swimsuit, you saw the familiar fella.

"I've heard you wanna see my panties." You joked, his eyes widened in shame.

"What?! No! That's not what I said! Oh God-" His face caught fire, actually startling you as he stuttered once again.

"I was joking boy! Calm down!" You quickly ran and attempted to pat his face to put out the flames.

"I..." Sabo stared deep in to your eyes as you cupped his face.

You began kissing his soft lips, quickly taking control and asking for entrance as he melted into the kiss.

The kiss became steamier as you pushed him against the wall and propped him up by his legs.

"Not bad, blondie." You teased, panting.

"Don't call me that!" He whined, blusing.

A/N: Like most of my oneshots, it just became it's own thing, but I like this concept sooooooo