#rosescented

PAIRING: OC x Canon (Roseanne x Galdino/Mr 3)

🔞NSFW, MDI!🔞

TW‼️: Public sex (in a bathroom stall), No penetration just oral (F!Recieving), Fingering, Subtle marking, Praise, Pussy, Cunt, Thigh scars. if i missed anything let me know!

Modern AU, Devil Fruits still exist tho

SYNOPSIS: Galdino makes sure Rose knows just how beautiful she is 🥰

"Okay, I'm ready!" Roseanne called from upstairs, her voice seeming confident despite the fact that she spent about 15 or so minutes staring at herself in the mirror and trying to 'fix herself' to look picture perfect, yet nothing seemed to quell her satisfaction.

Walking out of their shared bedroom with a soft sigh, she stood before her boyfriend, who had lifted himself off of the couch upon seeing her exit the room. Galdino's breath hitched upon seeing her outfit; a red dress hugging her curves, a black leather jacket hanging off of one shoulder, her hair in a high braid, lips painted in the red he adored so much, rose earrings dangling from her ears and red high heels that make her gorgeous legs look even more fabulous.

"Wow..." Galdino gasped, his hair forming a heart as he stepped towards her, taking her waist in his hands. "You look irresistable, my dear." He complimented with a lovestruck smile, planting a soft kiss on the bridge of her nose. Roseanne smiled a little bit before humming.

"Are you sure this isn't too much? We are just going to the movies..." She mumbled, looking herself over again. Galdino cupped her face in his hands, making her look at him.

"Darling, you are never too much," He reassured her, thumbs stroking her cheeks gently and feeling the heat rise to her face. Roseanne sighed, smiling and leaning into his touch. He chuckled, placing a soft, brief kiss to her lips before moving away and holding her hand in his.

"Shall we?"

"We shall."

They made it to the movie theatre and went to get some snacks, yet as they were, Roseanne felt a pair of eyes staring at her. Taking a quick glance to her left, she noticed a man taller than her lover staring right at her thighs, the part of her body she was most self-conscious about. The man caught her glancing at him and smirked, making her scoot closer to Galdino and stiffen up.

"You've got nice thighs, shortstack." The man suddenly said, making Galdino almost drop the popcorn he was holding as Roseanne gripped his arm, a feeling of unease washing over her. Galdino placed the popcorn down with a harsh thud, the poor lad behind the counter looking between the two men with concern as Galdino turned to the man.

"I would appreciate it if you'd leave my girlfriend alone." He spat through his teeth. The man rolled his eyes with a smug smile.

"Hey, man, I was just complimenting her thighs. I'm sure she appreciates it." Galdino's eyebrow twitched at the man's response, holding Roseanne close. He went to respond before Roseanne stopped him.

"Galdi," She spoke, voice barely above a whisper. Galdino hummed. "Can we just go?... Please?" The way her ruby red eyes pleaded up at him made it hard for him to disagree.

"Of course, my love. Let's go." He softly spoke, grabbing the popcorn he paid for and walking off with an arm around her waist. Roseanne could still feel eyes on her, but didn't want to look again. That didn't stop the man from commenting on her body again, though.

"Damn, those scars are pretty big."

Galdino stopped in his tracks, eyebrows furrowed in annoyance and anger as Roseanne tried desperately not to cry. She tapped on his chest and shook her head.

"He's not worth it. Let's just go..." She mumbled. Galdino took a deep breath and nodded, holding her closer to him and walking into the theatre. The man went to walk up to the snacks desk, yet he tripped and fell on the floor. Groaning, he looked to see what he tripped over and saw something hard and white. Galdino smirked upon hearing his groan of pain before he closed the theatre door behind them and took their seats.

As the movie played, Roseanne couldn't help but replay what the man said in her head, not to mention she remembered just how insecure she was already feeling. Tears began to fall down her face and although she tried to stop them, Galdino already took notice. He gently grabbed her hand and squeezed it, making her look at him. A frown formed on his face.

"What's wrong? Is it what that man said?" He asked softly. Roseanne shook her head, unable to bring herself to speak. Galdino sighed, already knowing that she was feeling insecure but not knowing how to help her with it. That's when it clicked. Standing up, he offered his hand and nodded towards the exit. Raising a brow, Roseanne took his hand and left the theatre room with him. She didn't bother to ask why they left the room, she was just thankful she didn't have to embarass herself any further. Yet when they reached one of the public bathrooms, she stopped.

"Why... Why are we here?" She asked, confused. Galdino squeezed her hand.

"Because it's an emergency." Galdino simply stated, slipping into the bathrooms with her and taking her into a stall. He locked the door behind them and gently held her, arms around her waist. Roseanne didn't waist any more time and hugged back, wrapping her arms around his neck as she began to softly sob into the crook of his neck. He gently kissed the top of her head, hands rubbing up and down the small of her back.

"What's wrong, my dear, hm?" Galdino softly asked, knowing the answer already but wanting to hear it from her words. Roseanne sniffed, shaking her head and refusing to say. "Come on, my love. You can talk to me."

"I-It's just," Roseanne finally began, lifting her head in shame and sniffling. She wiped away one of her tears. "I'm just so... Ugly today... And what that man said earlier didn't help at all..." She whimpered, refusing to look him in the eyes as he tightened his grip on her waist. His heart dropped at her words, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he dipped his head to rest on her shoulder.

"Do you know why we're in here?" Galdino asked, his breath hot against her skin, making her shiver. Roseanne shook her head. Galdino lifted his head and cupped her cheek in his hand, thumb gently rubbing over her bottom lip. He leant in a little so their lips grazed against each other's. Roseanne's heart skipped a beat, her body suddenly growing hot.

"Because I need to remind you just how beautiful you really are." He softly murmured, leaning in to gently connect his lips to hers, giving her time to respond. And respond she did, almost desperately. Her lips moving against his as Galdino gently pinned her against the door, his hands gently rubbing her hips in a soothing motion. Roseanne hummed, completely melting into his touch.

Parting for air, Galdino lightly pecked her lips before planting soft kisses all over her face, making her giggle as his stubble tickled her skin. He smiled, kissing the corners of her mouth as he dipped down, kissing the underside of her jaw and along her neck to find the one spot that made her weak at the knees. Roseanne softly sighed as he kissed that particular spot, tilting her head so he could get better access.

"You're such a gorgeous woman." He mumbled against her skin before kissing the spot and sucking on it, making her eyes twinkle and a soft moan escape her mouth, the compliment going straight to her cunt. He hummed against her skin, enjoying the soft feeling of it against his tongue and teeth as he lightly nibbled on it, making her arch her back, her breasts pressing against his chest.

Roseanne bit her lip as he moved to suck on her collarbone, desperately trying to quiet her moans as his hands now travelled down to gently grab her ass, making her rub her hips against his, feeling his crotch rub against her damp heat.

"Such a pretty woman," He spoke, kissing along her collarbones and moving south, soft lips pressing against the cloth of her dress and her skin, the sensation setting her heart ablaze. She knew exactly where his lips were headed, putting one of her legs over his shoulder as he got down on his knees. He softly smiled, gently lifting the other one over his shoulder as he looked up at her. "Good girl."

Rose whimpered, his words going straight to her pussy as he began to kiss her thighs and lift up her dress a bit, revealing the wet patch between her legs. She jolted a little with a small moan when he kissed the big scar that ran across both of her inner thighs.

"So beautiful," Galdino deeply spoke, kissing the scar on her other thigh. Roseanne covered her beet red face, attempting to close her legs, but he kept them open. Eyeing the wet patch in front of him, he sighed. "A Goddess." His fingers gently rubbed against her clothed folds, making her jolt and arch her back with a sharp gasp. A moan left her lips, making her slap her hand over her mouth as he began to work her up further, toying with her clit.

Not wasting any more time, Galdino hooked his fingers around her panties and tugged them off of her, the cool air of the bathroom hitting her heat and making her hiss a little. Galdino placed a long kiss to her wet pussy, the sound of her moan music to his ears. The feeling of him licking a long stripe along her slit made her moan a little bit louder behind her hand. A satisfied groan left his body as he looked her in the eyes with a mix of pure love and passion, the vibration making her legs tremble as she stared back at him, babbling his name softly.

Roseanne bucked her hips a little when his lips latched onto her sensitive bud, sucking intently, a choked moan leaving her mouth. The door to the bathroom opened, making Roseanne freeze as Galdino kept going. She looked down at him in a panic, his only response being a tongue entering her hole, making her roll her eyes back. As the person who came in flushed the toilet, Galdino picked up the pace, fucking her with his tongue as his finger began to play with her clit, making her loudly gasp.

"You okay in there?" The person asked. Galdino pulled out his tongue and smiled up at her before latching his mouth onto her clit and entering his finger into her hole, making Roseanne bite her bottom lip as she tried not to moan. Swallowing, she answered.

"Y-Yes!" Thankfully the answer came out normally, despite the fact that whenever he sucked her clit, the bud grazed against his teeth and his finger curled against every crevice that had her seeing stars.

"Alright." The person said before leaving. The sound of the door closing made Roseanne sigh in relief before moaning loudly as Galdino entered another finger, sucking harshly on her clit, the coil in her belly tightening tremendously as she began to reach her peak.

"G-Galdino!" She cried, bucking her hips against him to the rhythm of his fingers. Galdino felt his pants tighten by the minute, determinated to bring her immense pleasure as he picked up the pace, rubbing his teeth against her clit and entering a third and final finger. Roseanne almost screamed when she felt him very gently nibble on her hard clit, the moans leaving her mouth growing louder and more sinful as she reached her peak.

A pleasurable hot wave shot through her body, legs trembling violently as she finally came into Galdino's mouth and fingers, one of her hands gripping onto his hair like her life depended on it. Her love hummed in delight as he gently lapped up her juices, enjoying her taste as he licked her through her orgasm. Roseanne squirmed a little once it got too much, so he pulled away, panting a little and licking his lips before planting soft kisses against her thighs as she came down from her high.

"You always taste so delightful, my princess," He spoke, planting one last kiss to her scar before gently placing her shaking legs on the ground. "Do you think you can stand?" He asked, helping her put her underwear back on. Roseanne nodded, standing on her wobbly legs once Galdino stood up after cleaning the floor. He held her hip with one hand as she stood, watching as he licked his fingers clean before wiping them with a tissue and flushing the toilet once he threw it away.

"Was that enough proof for you, my dear?" Galdino asked, cupping her face with his other hand. "Or shall we take this to somewhere more private?" Roseanne blushed profusely, looking down towards the prominent bulge in his pants before she shook her head.

"Somewhere private..." She mumbled, fiddling with his shirt collar. He chuckled, kissing her forehead.

It started with a small pink petal, a headache following soon after, making her stomach churn. At first, she just thought it was her head playing tricks on her, yet when Rose felt the soft scratching up her throat again, she coughed up another petal, the colour being tinted slightly with a small drop of blood. She swallowed hard. Roseanne knew she had to go to Blue Nose-Sensei about it, but she didn't want to trouble him. Still, even when a week had passed and the strange coughing fits got worse, she had to hunt down the little reindeer for help. 

“Flowers? Are you sure?” Blue Nose-Sensei spoke, a small brow quirked up in concern and intrigue as he read through multiple books. Roseanne nodded. “Yeah, flowers. It started last week when I coughed up one petal a day, but this week I’ve been coughing up more and more. It’s beginning to get difficult to breathe, too.” When she explained this, it clicked in the little reindeers’ head that this illness was real. Getting up from his spot and running to his bookshelf, he pulled out another book of diseases and scanned through the pages. He planted his hoof on the page he was looking for and showed it to the woman. “It must be Hanahaki Disease.” He simply stated, watching as her reaction of concern turned into one of confusion. “Hanahaki?” “Yeah, it’s an extremely rare disease. It’s so rare that a lot of people think it’s fictional. Here,” Spoke Blue Nose-Sensei, handing her the book so she can read it. “It gives you a brief description of what it is and it gives you the known ways to cure it.”

Roseanne hesitantly read through it, stopping at the words ‘one-sided love’ and ‘confess’. She swallowed hard. “Are…Are those the only options?” “Yes, they are. The only ways to get rid of the disease are to confess your feelings to the person you’re in love with or get the plant removed. Now-” “I want it removed.” Blue Nose-Sensei let out a choked gasp at her quick interruption. “W-Wait! You need to hear about the repercussions! If you get it removed you won’t be able to feel love again! Or it could remove your feelings entirely! You’ll be a different person!” He whined, gripping onto her shoulders as she stared down at him. Roseanne only hummed, turning her head. “Please just think about it! I don’t know if I can live with myself if I let a patient die!” Tears formed in his eyes as he begged, her eyes softening as she sighed. “Fine…I don’t have long to live, it seems, so I’ll come back on Monday to tell you my choice.” Roseanne spoke, getting up as Blue Nose-Sensei hopped off of her. The little reindeer let out a sigh of relief and nodded, saying goodbye to Roseanne as she exited his building.

“And where have you been?” “None of your business, Commissioner.” Roseanne spat as she walked through the door, closing it behind her as she sat down beside her younger partner, Marianne, who was sleeping. His eye twitched. “I told you to call me by my name.” “And I told you that I don’t care.” Her witty response made the man glare at her as he made food for the three of them. “The Kitsune is supposedly performing tonight, have you heard?” He spoke, a knowing smirk playing at his lips. Roseanne glanced between him and Marianne with her eyes wide. “Galdino, do not. Not in front of her.” She hissed, gently placing Marianne’s head on her lap. Galdino sighed, putting out the heat and plating the food he created. “Fine,” He began, handing her the share of food. “But you mustn’t skip this one this time. She was disappointed when she didn’t see you up there last time.” Roseanne sighed softly, looking down at the sleeping girl in her lap with sadness in her eyes. “Alright. I’ll…See what I can do.” “What do you mean? You are going to be there, right?” Galdino questioned, taking note of the slight panic her eyes held when he asked. She swallowed, a small, unsure smile painting her features. “Yeah, of course, I will.” Galdino hummed in scepticism, seemingly mulling over her words before muttering a simple “Alright. Eat now, before it gets cold. And wake her up.” “But she looks so sweet sleeping on my lap…” Roseanne softly whined, stroking Marianne’s hair. The man’s eyes softened, a sigh escaping his lips. “Oh, alright. I’ll let her have a few more minutes. But she must wake up soon.” “Yeah, yeah. I know.”

The evening had soon transitioned into the night, strings of lanterns decorating Grand Japan signifying that the festival had begun. The wooden stage was lit up with candles and lanterns and a spotlight was positioned to shine on the next act. “Ladies and gentlemen, we apologise for the delay,” Spoke the Announcer, bowing slightly. “Our next act is one that hasn’t been on in quite a while. Please welcome, the ever so elegant, the Kitsune!” Rounds of applauds and booms of cheers filled the February night air as the audience excitedly anticipated the singer to come on stage. “Are you sure you’re alright, Rosie?” “Father, I’m fine. Just worry about the performance, okay?” Roseanne spoke to Ivankov, her father, who continued to look at her with concern. Putting on her mask and opening her fan, she slowly stepped on stage and began to sing, the spotlight shining on her. Everything was going well.

Was.

A harsh scratch up her throat was more than enough to interrupt her halfway through the performance; a rather harsh cough ripped through her throat followed by a bloody flower falling past her lips. The music stopped as the crowd watched with a gasp as she fell to her knees, eyes wide in fear. Blue Nose-Sensei, who was in the crowd, put two and two together and quickly ran to the stage, standing next to her. “Roseanne?!” The reindeer whisper-yelled in panic. “Get me,” Roseanne whispered, another cough of small flowers escaping her throat and onto the stage, interrupting her mid-sentence. Ivankov got beside her to cover her from the crowd. “Get me out of here, quick!” At her command, they were quick to escort her away, following the little reindeer to his building and closing the door behind them. With haste, Roseanne ripped off the mask and ran to the nearest sink, coughing and throwing up flowers in a sickly sea of blood. Her knees began to buckle, feeling weaker and weaker by the second. “What’s going on?!” Ivankov exclaimed, rushing to her side and parting her bangs out of her face. “Are these…Flowers?” He asked, gently rubbing her back. “She has Hanahaki Disease. Judging by the sudden surge of flowers she’s throwing up, she doesn’t have long to live.” Blue Nose-Sensei explained solemnly. Ivankov looked at the little reindeer, tears welling up in his eyes. “Isn’t there a cure?” “There are two. One is to get it removed, but that comes with serious repercussions…” The doctor explained. “...What’s the other option?” Asked Ivankov, clearing out the sink and giving Roseanne a drink of water as she stopped coughing. “To confess her love for someone.” Ivankov froze at the reindeer’s words, his head turning to Roseanne, who just stared at the sink. “Love?... Rosie, are you in love with someone?” Roseanne only nodded, sipping her water. “...Who is it?” “...Take a guess.” At that witty remark, Ivankov gasped. “You’re in love with the Commissioner?” He asked. Roseanne nodded and silence fell.

“Rosie,” Ivankov said, suddenly and sternly, turning her around and placing his hands on her shoulders. “You must tell him.” “What’s the point? He hates me. Besides, I’m gonna die anyway, so there’s no point-” “Roseanne. Please.” Begged Ivankov, looking at her with fear in his eyes. Roseanne paused for a moment. “Fine… Just give me some time, okay?” “Roseanne,” Spoke Blue Nose-Sensei. “You don’t have time. It’s better to just tell him now rather than die not knowing what he’ll say.” “ROSE! There you are! Are you alright?!” Spoke a frantic, familiar voice as it opened the door. Turning around, Roseanne gulped as she saw the Commissioner himself standing in the doorway, panting as if he’d been running. Roseanne quickly wiped her mouth, looking at him with tired eyes. "I'm fine. Just go back home and wait for me-" "No! Why should I when you've given us all a scare?! You were coughing up blood and… Something else! How can I go back home to Marianne without you there knowing damn well that you're not okay?!" Galdino protested, moving closer to her. Roseanne blushed a little, just why was he being so caring? "If we go back together then Marianne will put two and two together and figure out that the Kitsune is me. She's a smart girl…" Roseanne trailed off, thinking about something she could do. "Tell you what, if you go home now, I'll meet you tomorrow under the cherry blossom tree. I'll explain everything then." She proclaimed, crossing her arms. The man blinked. "...What about you? Aren't you coming home, too?" Galdino's voice sounded desperate, words of worry painting every syllable and dripping into his veins. Something was going on and he did not like it. Roseanne could only look away from his concerned and confused gaze, her heart beating faster and faster by the minute, a tell-tale sign that she might have another coughing fit again. "I'll… Stay here for tonight. I'll get Bentham to tell you when I'm ready." She spoke with a sigh, finally meeting his eyes. Galdino looked her over for a minute, eyes scanning her body then to her face, taking mental notes on how tired and pale she had gotten, as well as the strain in her voice and the slight wheeze of her breath. He sighed, adjusting his glasses. "Alright. I'll tell Marianne that you're out somewhere," He spoke, before suddenly engulfing her in a quick hug, his arms wrapping around her and eyes taking a quick glance at the soggy bloody petals that decorated the sink. His breath hitched before he parted. "I'll see you tomorrow." That was all he could say before he left.

Roseanne felt her heart beat faster and faster, her breathing getting quicker and quicker before the all too unpleasant feeling of bile rode up her throat, making her turn around and throw up petals into the lazily cleaned sink. "I'll tell your brother about this, okay, my Candy? Just take it easy." Ivankov softly comforted her, holding her bangs out of her face for her as she threw up roses in a sea of lotus flower petals and a bath of red blood. Blue Nose-Sensei swallowed hard. "She's coughing up real flowers now. Roses and Lotus flowers have formed. If you don't tell him soon, you won't ever get the chance to again…" He spoke, his tiny voice only getting smaller. Roseanne coughed and sputtered up the last remaining flowers with a quick nod, spitting out a single petal that didn't make it out of her mouth. "Yeah, I know that. That's why I'm gonna tell him tomorrow." She responded with a swift nod. The little reindeer nodded, telling her to lay down and get some rest in his building for the time being.

Roseanne had some trouble sleeping through the night, her coughing fits becoming more violent and alerting the little reindeer that slept across from her. She ended up getting little to no sleep, watching the sunrise through the open window as she coughed and threw up flowers into a bucket. “Today’s the day.” She mumbled to herself, taking a swig of her water and wincing as it cooled her aching throat. “Blue Nose-Sensei,” She spoke, her voice barely above a whisper but luckily the little reindeer was able to hear, turning his head to her. “Promise me you won’t tell Marianne about…All of this. Knowing her, she’ll put two and two together almost immediately and come running here to find me.” The reindeer sighed, nodding before he told her to hurry and go. And go she did.

The sun shone through the leaves of the cherry blossom tree, illuminating the gaps in the shadows of the early morning light, as well as the small drops of blood that Rose had desperately tried to cover up with the leaves and dirt on the ground. But the coughing was inevitable.

“Roseanne, I’m here…!” Galdino paused halfway through his sentence, his eyes widening as he saw Roseanne’s body limp on the ground, her chest heaving and jolting as she hacked up flowers covered in blood and spit, her kimono and olive skin stained in red. With no time to waste, he rushed to her side and helped her sit upright, resting her back against the tree, moving the parts of blood-stained hair away from her face. Almost immediately, he took note of the flower petals that stuck to her mouth, the bags under her eyes and the paleness of her once tanned skin. At the corner of his eye, he noticed the flowers that had fallen from her now dry lips, the blood still dripping from her bottom lip and onto her kimono. Her face felt lukewarm to the touch, almost like she was dying. “R…Rose…?” “I know you saw the flowers,” Roseanne spoke, her voice weak. Her ruby red eyes lost their sparkle as she looked at him tiredly, a small smile faintly plastering her lips.

“...Of course I saw the flowers! Rose, what’s going on?!” Galdino exclaimed, his eyes glossy as if he was about to cry. Slowly, Roseanne reached up and placed her bloodied hand on top of his. “I’m…I’m sorry that I…Didn’t tell you sooner. I wanted to get it removed but Blue Nose-Sensei talked me out of it-!!” She stopped speaking as another fit of violent coughs escaped her mouth, larger flowers and blood spurting from her mouth and getting on Galdino’s sleeves. The man looked on in horror, a mumble of her name escaping his mouth. “Rose…? What are you talking about?” “I don’t have…Long to live…As you can probably tell,” She spoke, her voice raspy. "So do me a favor, okay?" Galdino cupped her face in his hands, fear prominent in his eyes. "Tell Marianne that I've gone to a different country." Her request made Galdino freeze, eyebrows furrowing. "No...No, no, no! Roseanne, don't do this!" "I'm sorry, I never got the proper chance to say…!" The man flinched a little when her coughing came back, more aggressively this time, her body jolting forwards into his own and thorns from roses making her choke as she had to weakly pull it out. Roseanne gasped a breath of air before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper as Galdino held her in his arms, her head craning to meet his teary eyes, his tears rolling down his cheeks as he watched her bright eyes get more dull by the minute. "I love you." He almost didn't hear it, her voice barely audible above the rustling of the leaves against the gentle wind, the way she looked up at him in her final moments made his heart stop momentarily. Galdino both heard and felt the deafening pounding of his heart in his ears, blurry eyes watching the glimmer in her eyes falter rapidly as she grew limp in his arms.

"ROSE!!" He screamed, the '3' on his hair drooping down as he shook her, desperately trying to wake her up as tears rapidly fell from her eyes. "ROSE, PLEASE!" He could feel his voice cracking, his throat becoming sore as he screamed her name through broken sobs. Almost immediately, the tiny thud of hooves alerted him, his head turning to the little reindeer with wide, desperate eyes. "...Help her...Please…" Blue Nose-Sensei solemnly walked up to Roseanne's limp body, putting a hoof to the side of her neck with a bit of pressure for a minute before sighing. "Her pulse is weak and I can hear her faintly breathing, but without a cure she'll surely die." "Can't you do something about it?!" Galdino exclaimed, raising a brow. Blue Nose-Sensei shook his head, turning to look at the bloody flowers. Galdino blinked, his bottom lip trembling as he bit it, taking a glance at the flowers before looking down at the limp woman he was embracing, his tears falling onto the inside of his glasses. "...Rose, please...Marianne needs you; she told me she thinks of you as her mother!" He began, shaking her lightly. "You have an audience and a family that needs you, that loves you!" His heart hammered with fear. "We need you...We love you!" He swallowed hard, a hand cupping her cheek as he leant his forehead on hers, the coldness of her skin making him hiss lightly as he whispered, "Rose, I love you…"

Upon hearing this, the little reindeer turned and walked back up to her body, putting his hoof on her neck and leaning his ear towards her mouth. He smiled. "They're...They're gone! Quick, carry her to my place! I'll explain everything on the way there!" 

A small, weak groan escaped her lips as her ruby eyes slowly fluttered open. She tried to get up, but she felt something holding her hand, making her freeze and look to see who was holding it. There, with his head on her shoulder, laid Galdino, his glasses off and hair down as soft snores escaped his lips. She noticed the tear stains on his cheeks and the blood stains on his kimono, instantly remembering what had happened. A guilt consumed her mind, looking back to where their hands connected. Subconsciously, she squeezed his hand gently, feeling his body tense a little and stir as he began to wake up. Almost immediately, his tired eyes darted to their linked hands, trailing up her arm and meeting her eyes. His eyes widened upon seeing her smile weakly. "Hi." She softly spoke before Galdino embraced her in a hug that she hesitantly accepted, her arms wrapping around his neck and shoulder as he breathed heavily, trying not to cry again as his hands gripped onto the fabric of her clean kimono. 

"Don't you ever do that to me again!" He hissed, his voice wavering as he pulled away from the hug to look her in the eyes. Roseanne looked away, her eyes focussed on the floor as she spoke. "I'm sorry. I-!!" His hand tilted her chin up to meet his intense gaze before smashing his lips onto hers, not caring that they were dry and pouring all of his emotions into the kiss, the sheer force sending her onto her back with him on top of her. The kiss softened, his hands cupping her face as if she was a porcelain doll when she broke out of her shock and kissed back. The air grew thinner and thinner until they decided to part, their faces close together as they caught their breath, looking into each other's eyes. 

Galdino's eyes sparkled when he saw the familiar shine in her eyes grow bigger and brighter, until he realised she had begun to cry. Before he could apologise for being too forward, Roseanne leant up and planted her lips onto his, surprising him for a moment before he kissed back. They parted for air, small pecks on the lips from Galdino as she mumbled a few 'I love you's and 'Sorry's. He sat her up and held her in his arms, planting kisses wherever he could. "I'm just glad you're alive, my love. The reindeer told me everything." His nickname for her made her blush, snuggling into him with a small smile. "So am I." She said after a while, kissing his cheek and wrapping her arms around him.

"...Want to go home?" "Yes, please." "I think that's the first time you've ever said that word to me." "Oh, shush!"

Galdino huffed, ravaging the Chester drawers with a look of concentration on his face as he rummaged through the various articles of undergarments in a rushed fashion. Roseanne stood in the doorway, leaning against it with her arms crossed as she looked at him, an eyebrow raised. “Galdi,” She began, moving closer to him. “What are you looking for? You’ve been running around for half an hour stressed out of your mind! We have to go soon, we’re gonna be late for Alvida’s party!” “Sorry, my love,” Galdino apologised, turning to her, defeated. “I seemed to have misplaced my bowtie, gane.” Roseanne hummed for a moment. “Let me look. Move.” Galdino did as he was told, moving to sit on the edge of their shared bed. He watched as his girlfriend closed one drawer and opened the other, taking some time to quickly but carefully look through various articles of clothing in each drawer until she opened the last one, small, clear boxes of piercings flying out and hitting the door of the drawer. She noticed her box of earrings, necklaces and bracelets, yet what made her pause and stop her further actions was a clear box with a small bag of three piercings in it. Galdino’s blood ran cold as she picked up the box and raised an eyebrow. “Whose is this? They’re not mine - they’re far too big to be mine.” She pondered, looking at the box and then to her boyfriend, who cleared his throat. “...Th…They’re mine, gane…” He responded after a while, his cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

“Oh? I didn’t know you got your ears pierced. How come I never saw them, though?” She questioned, mainly to herself. “...They’re not earrings, gane…” Galdino mumbled, looking away. Roseanne cocked her head to the side like a lost puppy. “What? What do you mean they’re not earrings? Are they tongue piercings?” She asked, but only got a shake of the head as a response. He spoke once more, voice only getting smaller and face only getting redder and redder by the minute. “...They aren’t face piercings either, gane…” Roseanne blinked, confusion written all over her face as she tried to put the pieces together in her mind. “They’re not? What do you mean…They’re not…” The pin finally dropped. A blush rose to her face as she registered what her boyfriend meant. She eyed him, red irises darting between his beet-red face and his crotch as her mouth opened, corners of her lips turning upwards into a smile of disbelief. “YOU DIDN’T!! WHEN?!” “Not so loud, gane!!” Galdino hissed, grabbing the box from her hands and placing it next to him, his face still red. He sighed, answering her question.

“...I got it pierced when I was in College, gane. It’s been so long, so I doubt they’d fit now.” “Have you tried?” Roseanne questioned rather quickly, making his eyes widen a little. His blush grew somehow and he almost screeched. “WHAT?! WHY- NO, I HAVEN’T!” “Should we try?” A long silence followed suit, Galdino staring at her girlfriend with shock as she stared back with curious eyes. He swallowed hard, looking at the box with his own curiosity. “I mean…Would it even fit, gane?” “Well,” Roseanne began, on her knees in front of him with her hands on his knees as she gazed up at him, a sparkle of mischief in her eyes. “We’ll never know unless we try.” Galdino felt something ignite in his loins at her gaze and tone, his adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he gulped again. “Did…Didn’t you say we were going to be late, gane?” He stuttered slightly. Suddenly it got hot in the room, Galdino tugging on his buttoned-up collar as he began to sweat a bit. He wanted ever so desperately to find a distraction to the predicament he had found himself in, but the way her hands now gently caressed his thighs and her pleading look of curiosity made his loins ignite once more. “Please, Galdi? I just wanna see it!” Roseanne pleaded, pouting a little bit. As much as Galdino wanted to keep the piercings a secret, he couldn’t say no to the gorgeous sparkle that shone in her ruby eyes, not to mention that he was a little curious himself. “...Fine. Turn around, gane.” He groaned, finally giving in. Roseanne cheered and did as she was told, turning around on the spot and waiting for her next instruction. Hearing the belt unbuckle sent shivers down her spine and the sound of his fly being opened made her stomach flutter.

Soft grunts were heard from behind her, which made her sit straight. “Do you need help?” “No, no…I’ve…I’ve got it, gane. Just don’t turn around.” He ordered softly, a slight stutter in his speech as he continued his actions, the soft whines leaving his throat making Roseanne squirm on the spot. “A-Alright…You can turn around now, gane.” He spoke after a while, his voice small out of embarrassment. Turning around, the woman almost jumped back in surprise as she saw his cock now with piercings and almost at full mast. The three silver piercings along the underside of his base looked like a ladder, whereas there was one that looked slightly bigger than the others near the tip. Her eyes met his with a look of awe and lust, a finger lightly touching each piercing as she smiled. “See? That wasn’t so hard now, was it?” “No, I supposed it wasn’t, gane…Now,” Galdino began, his tone suddenly changing. He glanced at his cock, then at his lover. “What should we do, hm?”

Roseanne blushed, red eyes looking up at him with mischief as she began to smirk. "Lay down and I'll show you." She commanded, hands tenderly squeezing his thighs as he shivered. He raised a brow with an intrigued and amused smirk. "You'll show me? I think it should be the other way around, sweetheart, gane." "Now, now, mi vela," Her tone made him freeze, hands gripping the sheets as he locked eyes with her lustful gaze. She got up, towering over him with a smirk. "Don't get too ahead of yourself. Have you forgotten who got you all riled up for this?" Galdino moaned softly as she rubbed the tip of his dick, spreading the now dripping precum around it. He looked back up at her, submission in his eyes, as he adjusted himself on the bed and laid down, watching as her smirk widened into a smile. Getting on top of him and straddling his legs, she kept eye contact as she licked the precum from her fingers, admiring the somewhat salty taste with a hum.

Galdino whined softly, his cock pulsating at the sight as more precum dribbled down his pierced shaft and onto his balls. Roseanne licked her lips almost sadistically, the scene of her boyfriend being so submissive after talking so big turning her on. She raised a brow. "What should I do, hm?" She questioned, one hand spreading his precum along his shaft before encasing it entirely in her palm, tugging on his cock gently and slowly, making him groan from the depths of his chest. "I could always ride you," She hummed, her free hand undoing the clasps of her strapless dress and letting the top half fall to her waist, exposing her braless chest. Galdino moaned, his eyes tracing the roundness of her breasts and down towards the start of her abs. The sight was mouthwatering. "Or, I can suck you dry," She continued with a small giggle, moving so she can tug his pants off and rest herself on one of his thighs. He swallowed as he felt her damp panties rub against him as she began to grind, soft pants leaving her lips as the friction she created stimulated her throbbing clit. "Or," She whined slowly, "I can just do this for the rest of the night. So what'll it be, Galdino?" The sound of his name being softly gasped from her plush lips made him buck into her hand with a pathetic whine.

Roseanne held his hip with one hand, stroking his cock with the other in a painfully slow manner as she kept eye contact. “Use your words or I won’t do anything.” She warned, giving his cock a warning squeeze, making him grunt. “P…Please,” Galdino whined, glasses in one hand as his other arm covered his eyes in embarrassment. “Anything but the third option, gane…I beg of you to let me feel you around me…” Roseanne hummed at his begging attempt, moving to take his arm and pin it above him, looking deep into his lust-filled eyes. “I don’t know…You’re going to have to convince me.” His dick twitched in her hand at her tone of voice, a low whine escaping his throat. “Please, Rose, let me feel you. Let me touch you, please!” Galdino begged, his voice slightly louder and more desperate, hips twitching against her thighs. Roseanne smirked, taking his hands in hers and placing them on her breasts that he had been shamelessly staring at for quite some time while she thought. She softly groaned as he squeezed them, soft hands caressing the curvature of them before rolling her nipples under his thumbs. “Good boy…” Roseanne softly mumbled, leaning down to gently kiss his lips before trailing kisses down to his jaw as one of his hands reached around to her lower back, helping her to grind harder on his leg.

The woman moaned softly into his ear, her pussy clenching around nothing as she stopped her grinding, the hand on his pierced dick squeezing gently, giving him a warning glance. “It’s my turn, remember?” She softly spoke, her voice low with lust. Upon hearing the apologetic whine and feeling his hand travel up to her waist. Straddling his hips, she removed her hand from his aching cock and licked the precum that dribbled down her hand while her other hand trailed down to his chest. “You said you wanted to feel me around you, no?” She asked and he eagerly nodded. With a smirk and a sultry stare, she grabbed the hand that was on her breast and slowly moved it lower and lower. “Then feel me.” At that simple command, Galdino’s hand was travelling down to her wet slit in a matter of seconds, cupping her mound and gently rubbing it to feel just how wet she was. Roseanne closed her eyes and moaned softly, grinding her clit against his palm. She gasped softly when she felt a finger enter her tight hole, a moan escaping her throat as he thrust it in and out of her slowly, watching her every facial expression intently. Staring back at him, she smiled softly as she took one of his nipples between her thumb and forefinger and pinched it, causing Galdino to hiss a moan as his back arched a little. “Do you feel that, mi amor? Do you feel just how ready I am to swallow your cock whole, hm? Fuck,” Roseanne spurred him on with a moan as another finger entered her. “You’re gonna feel so fucking good inside of me with those piercings…” Her lustful words made his dick visibly twitch as she slid the rest of her dress off before moving to unbutton his shirt, kissing and sucking and biting his neck as she did so, moaning his name in his ear like a prayer. Painting his neck with small hickies, his fingers began to move in a scissor-like motion that made her bite down gently at the spot she was sucking on, making Galdino groan. Taking off his shirt, she pulled away to admire his body with a soft moan.

His shaft rubbed against her clit, making her shiver and clench around his fingers. She felt herself getting close, so she grabbed his wrist. “Stop.” Commanded Roseanne, making Galdino pull out his fingers from her dripping heat. Holding onto his chest, she hovered over his pierced member, the red and sensitive tip brushing lightly against her clit, making such a heavenly sensation run through her veins. Her hand held his shaft and aligned it with her entrance. “You ready for me, mi vela? Ready to feel me squeeze your cock dry, hm?” Galdino nodded eagerly, his hands resting on her thighs as he softly yet desperately begged. “Please, please, please…” He loudly moaned when she finally lowered herself on his pierced shaft, a sharp gasp leaving Roseanne’s lips as she felt the metal piercings stretch and caress her walls. Once he was all the way in, she stopped to allow herself to adjust, panting slightly at the feeling of his piercings hitting every inch of her tight walls and reaching spots she didn’t even know were sensitive. With a deep breath, she lifted herself to the tip with a moan before lowering herself again, bouncing on his cock slowly and relishing in the way he felt inside of her, how he sounded beneath her; a whining and moaning mess. Moans escaped Roseanne’s throat as one of his hands squeezed her thigh while the other reached for the bedside drawer, opening it and pulling out a small remote. He looked at it briefly before handing it to Rose, who stopped momentarily to look at it.

“What’s this?” “One of them can vibrate, gane…” Galdino spoke, swallowing hard. Roseanne blushed, looking at him with slight shock. “IT VIBRATES?!” She exclaimed, looking back at the remote and looking at the different settings. With a click, the low vibration setting was turned on and they both gasped, the humble vibration being more pleasurable than they imagined. Roseanne moaned, almost falling onto his chest had it not been for her other hand holding her up. She began to move again, making Galdino arch his back off the bed. “P…Please! I wanna…!” He stopped midway through his sentence, a loud groan ripping from the depths of his chest. Roseanne smirked, moaning at the sight beneath her. “Use your words, baby. You can do it, fuck!” Galdino’s hands reached up to her hips and squeezed. “I want to fuck you, gane! Please!!” The desperation in his eyes made her want to melt and give in, yet she didn’t. Waving the remote in her hand, she grinned. “As much as I would love for you to do that, don’t forget who’s in control here.” With that, she clicked the remote, the small vibrations turning into harder and quicker ones. Roseanne arched her back as she bounced on his cock again, Galdino’s moans getting louder and louder.

She leaned over and smashed her lips onto his just to shut him up, their moans mixing with each other harmoniously as she continued to bounce up and down on his cock, chasing their carnal desires. Roseanne gasped as he thrust up into her, hitting her G spot and making her moan loudly into his mouth as she slid her tongue into his mouth. Galdino’s hands travelled down to her ass and squeezed, making her moan again as she bounced, the vibrations continuing to promise them a night of pleasure. Sneakily, Galdino took the remote from her hand and turned up the vibrations, making her almost scream. Pulling away for air, she snatched the remote from his hand and carelessly tossed it on the floor with a lustful grin. Roseanne could tell by the way his dick twitched inside of her that he was close. She captured his lips in hers again and mumbled dirty words of encouragement against his lips. “You close, baby? Are you gonna cum for me, hm? Cum for me, mi amor. Fill me up to the fucking brim, please, fuck…” Roseanne was the one begging now; begging for him to cum. He thrust up again and again, making her bounce faster and harder on his pierced cock and bringing himself over the edge, the vibrations drawing out his orgasm as he moaned loudly, her name leaving his lips like a prayer as he filled her pussy with his seed.

The sheer sight of him coming undone beneath her made her orgasm draw closer and closer, the knot in her stomach tightening by the second. With every thrust she felt her slick run down her thighs and onto his legs, the vibrations and friction burning her insides delightfully as her stimulated clit quivered and shook. Roseanne whined. “Fuck…Please make me cum, mi vela. Please, please, please, please…” She couldn’t help but beg, the words leaving her mouth before she could stop them. Galdino growled in her ear, his thrusts getting faster and faster as he flipped her over on the bed, gaining access to a much deeper spot inside of her that neither of them knew existed. Roseanne threw her head back at the position, almost screaming his name as he repeatedly hit her cervix with his thrusts, the vibrations helping her achieve her goal. The knot in her stomach snapped, her eyes screwing shut as she came down hard on his pierced cock, her walls making him cum for a second time. His thrusts slowed as she came, looking around for the remote so he can stop the vibrations and spotting it next to the bed. Roseanne softly whined at the overstimulation, making Galdino gently pull out a little bit to bend down and get the remote, switching it off.

They both caught their breath, looking into each other’s eyes. Galdino leant over and kissed her gently, pulling out and flopping on the bed next to her. Roseanne sighed, leaning her head on his chest as his arms wrapped around her. “...Wow,” She breathed, glancing at his member then looking up at him, who had been staring at her with love in his eyes the whole time. “You should have those in more often.” “Hm, I’m not sure, gane…” He spoke, noticing how hoarse their voices had gotten. Roseanne pouted, making him sigh. “Oh, alright. But only on special occasions, gane.” Roseanne cheered softly at this, pecking him on his nose and snuggling into him. Silence. “What time is it, gane?” Galdino suddenly asked. Roseanne looked at the analogue clock on the nightstand. “...11:36 PM…” She softly responded, looking back at him with slight shock in her eyes. “Ah…We’re late…” He said, getting his phone from the bedside drawer and looking at it to see he had 10 missed messages from Buggy and Alvida asking him where they were. The couple looked at each other, sweaty and still recovering from their night of passion. “Let’s just tell them we’re sick, gane.” Galdino spoke, opening one of the messages and typing as best he could without his glasses. The soft giggling from his lover made him smile softly and place a gentle kiss on top of her head, placing the phone on top of the drawers. “Let’s get cleaned up, eh? Have a night in instead, gane.” He suggested, making Roseanne nod. She softly kissed him on the lips, breaking the embrace to speak. “I love you, mi vela.” “I love you more, my flower.”

“What if they’re fucking?” Alvida suggested, yelling over the club’s loud music. Buggy laughed. “Yeah, they probably are, considering I gave Galdino his dick piercings that I found in our old apartment we used to share!” “GALDINO HAS DICK PIERCINGS?! I NEED TO CALL ROSE RIGHT NOW!” “They vibrate, too. I found that out the hard way.” Alvida turned her head to him, narrowing her eyes. “Don’t tell me you two…” “Hey, it was only a short-lived relationship we had back in the day!” “YOU TWO FUCKED?!”

TRANSLATIONS:

Mi Vela - My Candle

Born into a rather tall family, Roseanne was always the black sheep. Her parents expected another tall child to be born to inherit their legacy of being the tallest family in their village, yet when she was born, they were confused. Why was she so small? When they went to the doctors when she turned 3, repulsion surged through their veins.

"Well," said the doctor, looking over the clipboard then to the parents. "She's a healthy baby, average weight, average height. Maybe not average to you, since you're so tall, but she's perfectly fine."

Not average to them.

Average to them is the size of a toddler when their babies are born, so when they heard this about their 7th child, they were disgusted.

Almost immediately, they began to neglect her; only giving her tiny portions of food or leftovers, giving her a small bathroom to sleep in as her bedroom, not giving her toys etc. Every day, little Roseanne would try to gain her family's love and attention, but she was always pushed away. Despite this, the young girl was positive and still smiled at school, however that seemed to change as she got older as the neglect turned into abuse. Bruises and cuts were plastered on her body and her family refused to give her new clothes. The few friends she had begun to disown her and bully her. Nothing seemed to be looking up for the lass.

With a harsh thud onto the rock hard gravel of the walkway, Roseanne was chucked out at age 16. A large, dirty bag followed not a second after, landing beside her.

"Such a disgrace," Her father spat, cold eyes glaring at her as her Mother kicked some dirt in her face, making her cough as tears welled up in her eyes. "I wish we aborted you when we got the damn chance." With that, they slammed the door in her face as she began to sob.

"MOM! DAD! PLEASE! I'M SORRY!!" Her yelling was ignored as a storm had begun to pass through, her wails of heartbreak and pounds on the door silenced by the pouring rain and the claps of thunder. "I'LL BE BETTER, I PROMISE!" Her fists began to bleed. "...I promise..."

She gave up after an hour or two, grabbing her bag and walking solemnly in the rain, wincing as she flexed her hand and felt the rain hit her wounds. Being homeless was slightly better than staying at home, because at least she got a little bit of sympathy money instead of being hit whenever she asked for 20 Berries to buy groceries. Then, she got an idea.

Songs filled the local marketplace as she sang along to them. Sure, she was nervous, but she got more money for it. Eventually, she got enough money to buy herself a little something, so, with her money and bag in hand, she wandered around the marketplace. Something caught her eye; an outfit of sorts. Perfect. After purchasing said outfit and a few extra accessories, she wandered into the local bar and asked to use their upstairs restroom. At first, the bartender refused, but she negotiated. 15 minutes in the restroom but only if she brought more customers to the establishment somehow. It was a deal.

Before she can even make it to the door towards the backroom, someone called her out. She jolted upright and swiftly turned in fear, immediately meeting the eyes of her older siblings. "Do ya know those people?" Asked the bar tender, who was quick enough to notice how scared the teen was. A nod was the answer, yet the bartender didn't pry, it wasn't his business... But he still felt compelled to tell the yelling group to leave. "Listen, kid, I'll make ya a better deal," He said, leaning down to whisper in her ear and eyeing the bag of clothing, spotting what looked like a mask in the bag. "I see ya got a mask, so I can only assume you wanna hide ya'self from these morons. So, here's the deal; if ya go out that door behind ya and go upstairs, turn right and go to the door at the end of the hallway, you'll find the bathroom. Go in there, wash ya'self, 'cause ya stink... No offence," Roseanne shrugged. "Wash ya'self and get changed into whatever ya got there. After that, come down and introduce ya'self on that stage. I'll give ya a job as a performing act here, alright? And don't worry. Ya secret is safe with me."

His reassuring wink was more than enough for her to bolt out the door behind her and do as she was told. But why did he help her? Was he in the same situation as her? How did he know that she wanted to have a get away identity?

After doing what she was told and watching them leave, she began her job as a bar singer, going on to be known as The Underground Singer Kitsune or just The Kitsune for short.

Let's move forward, shall we?

Age 21. A week after her 21st birthday. By this time, she bought her first house and had a boyfriend of 2 years. She felt like she was on top of the world for the first time in her life. The young woman entered her home and called out to her boyfriend, yet she heard nothing back, so she assumed he was out somewhere. As usual. It wasn't long until he got back though, stumbling through the door like the drunken idiot he was and demanding sex from the woman. "Babe, no, we can't. Not in your state!" Roseanne tried desperately to calm him, but he was persistent and handsy, grabbing her waist and yelling at her to shut up and do as she was told.

Despite her using all her willpower and strength to fight back, she couldn't stop him from forcing himself upon her, pushing her on the bed and... You can probably guess where this is going, can't you? A second load of trauma was stack piled on top on the other like some sick and twisted totem pole. After that was over, she couldn't sleep. And once he was sober, she swallowed her fears and kicked him out despite his yells of protest.

She definitely grew colder towards a few men who looked at her in the wrong way, whereas before she would've simply ignored them. Roseanne also took the time to learn self-defence with the help of a rather strong colleague of hers. By the time she was 23, she was stronger and more bold, yet that fateful night still plagued her mind like a demon feasting on her heart. One day, while she was coming home from work, she saw a rather tall man standing at her house, waiting for her. Fear spiked up in her chest and her eyebrows furrowed. "Who the fuck are you?" Her question went unanswered as the man simply handed her a letter before walking away.

With a tut and a mumble, she swiftly entered her house, locking the door behind her and putting down her things before sitting on the couch and opening the mysterious letter, reading it.

Roseanne,

Don't get frightened at what I am about to say. My organisation has been keeping an eye on you for a while now and I have just one question for you;

Do you wish to get revenge on those who have wronged you?

If so, please meet the man you saw at your door tomorrow at 9PM by the lake. Don't worry. You'll be safe. I'll make sure of it.

I'll be waiting,

Mr. 0

The woman almost dropped the letter as she read it. With a gulp, Rose re-read it again and again, tossing and turning the letter to look for some hint of a prank or at least a return address. Yet, there was nothing there. All that she took note of was the question written in red ink, the mysterious 'Mr. 0' and the little 'B. W' logo in the corner. The question written in red ink catching her attention again and making her think. This was quite the opportunity and it didn't seem like she had much time to actually think this through, so at first, she wanted to deny the request... Yet when she though about it a little bit more, reminiscing on her past with her family and the night with her ex-boyfriend, she found the request all the more tempting.

So, there she was, walking towards the tall man by the lake at 9PM exactly. "...There you are. Follow me." The man said, walking in a different direction. Roseanne didn't need to be told twice, following him into a secluded area. She gulped lightly, raising a brow once she saw him take out a Mini Transponder Snail from his pocket. He called someone, letting it ring before someone picked up. "Zero." "One." The man responded, making the voice on the other end chuckle. "Mr. 1, I'm guessing you've got her with you?" "I do." "Good. Let me speak to her." The man, who she had rightfully assumed was Mr 1 by the way the voice addressed him, pointed the snail towards her.

"Hello, Roseanne. I am Mr. 0, the man who sent the letter. So, do you want to join this organisation?" Mr. 0 asked. Roseanne took a deep breath.

"I do."

Soon enough, she was escorted to somewhere deep into town and brought to a fancy establishment, where a few unique faces caught her eye as she walked in with Mr. 1. "OH!" Exclaimed a male, who was dressed rather flamboyantly. "Is this the new girl that's gonna be joining us? She's cute!" He complimented, grinning. "My," A woman with blue hair said with a smirk. "She's small. How old are you?" "I'm 23." Roseanne spoke coldly, not appreciating the height comment from the woman. Said woman raised her hands in a self-defensive manner, chuckling lightly. "Everyone," Spoke the Transponder Snail on the table. "This is Roseanne. She will be joining us from now on."

"Does she have a codename?" Asked a smiley blonde woman. "No, I'll let her choose that. Roseanne," Mr. 0 addressed Roseanne, making her stiffen a little. "Codenames here are simple; Men get a number and women get a holiday or a special day. So, that being said, what would you like to call yourself?" Roseanne thought for a moment before nodding to herself. "I'd like to be called Miss Sweet Sixteen." Sure, her codename sparked a small debate, but that was squashed by Mr. 0 telling them all to be quiet.

So, there she was, about to pick a partner. "Mr. 2 doesn't want any women on his side, so you're going to have to be in a trio. Go ahead." Mr. 1 explained, making her feel a little bit deflated. She quite liked Mr. 2, even if he was over the top, he was very nice. She looked at the pairs in front of her, stopping as she caught the stare of a child. She blinked, twice before turning to Mr. 1. "This one." Mr. 1 nodded. The man next to the child tutted a bit. "So you're not even going to ask who we are? You only know 3 people here!" Well, he didn't seem very friendly. Rose glared at him. "Hey, don't start with me. I'll know who you are anyways, so what's the point of asking now?"

Mr. 0 had to intervene before the man could speak back. "Calm down, Miss Sweet Sixteen, Mr. 3. Let's just finish her introduction and get on with your missions. Mr. 1, give Sixteen the bag in your hand."

In that bag was her Baroque Works outfit that she's worn since she started. Of course, she was allowed to be The Kitsune in her downtime, sneaking off when everyone was asleep.

For 10 years she worked for that organisation; taking care of a then 6 year old Miss Goldenweek and protecting her from danger all the while bickering with Mr. 3 over the simplest of things. They got their missions done, of course, that was until Little Garden, where her partners got beaten by Strawhat Luffy and his friends. With a sigh, she carried them both back to the wax house and healing them. Once everyone was in one place and Mr. 3 declared that he'd be going to Alabasta himself to apologise to their boss in person, she went with him, leaving Goldenweek with Mr. 5 and Miss Valentine.

She was surprised to find out that Mr. 0 was the Warlord, Crocodile, yet that surprise was soon covered with fear once Mr. 3 explained his trouble capturing Princess Vivi and the others, hiding behind him and standing back once Crocodile got a hold of his neck. She watched in slight horror as he drained the moisture out of him and threw him to the floor, leaving the man begging for water before pressing something and letting him fall into the pit that was surrounded by hungry Bananagators. She gulped once she heard his horrified screams and froze as Crocodile's gaze lingered on her, seemingly contemplating what to do with her before glaring at her.

"What? Have you got something else to report?" He spat. She rapidly shook her head and left as she was ordered to. It wasn't long, however, until Sixteen met Mr. 3 outside of Rainbase, listening to Vivi's speech. "There you are!" She whisper-yelled, catching his attention. He looked... Relieved to see that she was unharmed and neither of them said a word as they listened. A few days later, they were running and hiding from the Navy and were about to leave until they were stopped by Mr. 2, Bon Clay.

Roseanne laughed once she saw Galdino in the pink suit. "Pink really suits you, you know? It brings out your eyes!" She laughed, making him go bright red. "WOULD YOU SHUT UP?! CAN'T YOU SEE WE'RE BEING PURSUED?!"

It wasn't long until they got caught by Hina, sending them both to Impel Down. Apparently they didn't deem Rose much of a threat, only sending her to Level 1 while her business partner was sent to Level 2. That didn't last, however...

"CODE YELLOW! A PRISONER HAS GONE MISSING!"

"Where am I?" "Welcome, my Candy! To Level 5.5, Newkama Land!"

That's right. Roseanne was taken to Newkama Land and was shocked to know just how much Ivankov knew about her. "I know that you worked for Crocodile and that you're The Kitsune. You made the latter part evident in your mugshot; you did the pose! However, I don't know about the real you. So, my Candy. Tell me about yourself."

She didn't know why but she felt like she could trust this man, the information about herself and her past spilling out before she can stop the words from flowing. She even cried as she was being comforted by the man.

A few days pass, maybe a few weeks, and she sees Strawhat and a clown cause mayhem on Level 1 before going to Level 2 and freeing Mr. 3, making her smile. "Oh, he's the man you work with, correct?" Asked Inazuma. Roseanne nodded, smile never fading. "You like him, don't you, Candy Girl?" Ivankov's question made her drop her smile and blush profusely, shaking her head as she tried to deny it, to no avail.

Not long after, maybe 20 hours or so later, she teamed up with Ivankov, Inazuma and Strawhat to Level 6, where they freed Jinbei and Crocodile. Roseanne cowered a little under Crocodile's gaze, yet still wanted to seem strong. "...I see you've taken care of her well." "But of course! I couldn't just leave her in that cell full of creepy men, you know?!" The interaction between him and Ivankov made her chuckle a little.

As they progressed, they freed Mr. 1, Daz Bones and a lot of other prisoners, fighting their way to Level 1 and bumping into Galdino and Buggy. "B-B-B-BOSS?!" "Ah, it's been a while, Mr. 3. I see you're a whimpering imbecile as usual." Galdino turned his head a little as he heard a chuckle. "Wha...? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" "I'M ESCAPING, WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M DOING?!" "WHY ARE YOU DRESSED AS THE KITSUNE-" "I'LL EXPLAIN LATER, LET'S JUST GET OUT OF HERE!"

When they all finally escaped from Impel Down, they set out towards Marineford to participate in the war between Whitebeard and the Navy. However, another obstacle stood in their way; the Gates of Justice. Yet, before they could blink, the gates had begun to open. Roseanne looked around, eyes wandering for her friend. "What do you mean he stayed behind?! He's our friend, we have to go back for him!" She heard Luffy as he was yelling at Jinbei. "What...? What's going on? Where's Bon?" She asked, watching as the Ex-Warlord pulled out a mini transponder snail and told them both that it was still connected.

That's when she realised. Bon wasn't on the ship. Panic washed over her as Luffy began yelling down the snail, begging the man to answer as the other escapees gathered round to beg also. She fell to her knees and took a deep breath.

"BIG BROTHER! PLEASE, JUST LET ME KNOW YOU'RE OKAY!"

Then, they heard it, just as the gates were closing.

"STRAW HAT! FIND ACE, SAVE HIM, AND DON'T LOOK BACK!"

The audio cut out and the snail fell asleep as the gates finally close.

The signal was cut.

As the others mourned together, the woman wept alone, sitting against one of the blue walls of the ship and holding an item in her hand. Tears escaped her red eyes as she stared solemnly at the item; a necklace. A necklace that Bon had given to her for her birthday one year - the first present she'd ever received that wasn't money. Rose held onto it for years, holding both the jewellery and his kindness close to her heart.

"So this is where you're hiding, Sixteen." A familiar voice spoke, sitting next to her as she side-eyed the man. Galdino eyed the necklace in her hands and began to tear up. "...I know how you feel-" "Like hell you do! You never liked him!" Roseanne interrupted him, tears of anger in her eyes as she clenched he necklace in her hand, face full of hurt. "You don't know how much that man meant to me! He was like a brother to me! He treated me like we were equals! But every time you saw him, you acted all high and fucking mighty because of your 'intellect'!" She yelled, using quote marks for emphasis. Galdino didn't say anything, he just let her rant. Rose held up the necklace in front of him. "This was the first proper birthday present I have ever gotten, and it was from him! You will never understand how I feel."

After her rant was over, they sat in silence, the only noise they could hear was Rose's sobbing. "...He was like the brother I never had before." She whimpered, sobbing again. With a sigh, Galdino wrapped his arms around her, letting his own tears fall as he felt her arms wrap tightly around his torso as she sobbed into his chest.

Days, maybe weeks pass and Roseanne stood on the deck of The Big Top on night watch while the crew pillaged the small town on the island they were docked at. Saying goodbye to Ivankov and the other residents of Newkama land was tough, but at least she got letters from them every so often. She was snapped out of her thoughts when she heard footsteps approach her, rapidly turning around in a defensive manner. "Woah, hey now," The person spoke, standing back a bit and raising their arms in self-defence. "It's just me." Upon further realisation, Rose saw that it was just Galdino, and sighed in relief. "Don't scare me like that. I thought it was an intruder." She scolded lightly, looking out to sea.

Galdino smirked slightly, standing next to her. "Clearly," He started, letting a long pause come between them as he thought. "Rose...I'm...I'm sorry." "What?" Roseanne queried, confused and taken aback by his sudden, out of context apology. "I'm sorry for how I treated you back when we were working under Boss- I mean Sir Crocodile. The attitude I held towards you was less than kind. So, I'm sorry." He apologised again, hand resting gently on her forearm. Rose blushed lightly, a small, shy smile creeping up on her lips. "Well, since you apologised so sincerely," She began, facing him and placing her hand on his arm. "I'm sorry, too. There's a reason why I argued with you a lot. I took all my emotions out on you, so for that, I'm sorry." "...A reason?" Before she could explain to him further, the crew came back, rowdy as ever.

Roseanne took Galdino to their cabin below deck, closing the door behind them both. She took a seat on her bed and Galdino sat next to her, listening carefully as she explained her past and the reason behind why she was so argumentative. His eyebrows furrowed once he heard what her family did to her, furrowing even more when she got to what her ex did. She also explained how she became The Kitsune as she watched his expressions carefully.

She didn't mean to confess her feelings for him, it just slipped out. Quickly covering her mouth, she looked up at him, face as red as her eyes as she watched his cheeks turn pink. Silence filled the room for a while as Roseanne began to scold herself in her head for being so dumb. "...Roseanne, I-" "What?" She spat, unintentionally interrupting him. She softly apologised and waited for him to continue. "...I love you. I didn't realise I did until I began to miss you in Impel Down." He confessed, making her heart skip. Roseanne's eyes lit up. "Really...?" She questioned, a small smile painting her lips. Galdino simply nodded, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

They sat there in silence for a few minutes more until Galdino had the courage to ask the question that she'd been dying to hear for a decade. "...Would you like to go on a date sometime? Somewhere quiet, perhaps? Less..." He trailed off, cringing a little at the noise the crew was making. "...Noisy?" Roseanne giggled, placing her hand on top of his. "I'd love that."

And now, here she is. Two years later. Roseanne had retired from being The Kitsune long after the Summit War and is now living her best life as an Archer and Entertainer for the Buggy Pirates and is the long-term girlfriend of Buggy's right-hand man.

It just goes to show that a wilting Rose still has thorns.