Arranged Marriage

YOUR Sleepover

Katakuri seems distant during the walk back home from the city. He's too quiet with no snarky comebacks. He doesn't even complain about having to hold a giant unicorn donut (with one bite taken out of it) the entire way. You hate that he's feeling like this and wish you could cheer him up but you don't know how. "Which of your family members am I stronger then?" You ask him. "None of them," he tells you. "That's not fair! Aren't some of them like 8 or 9 years old? How old is Anana?" You ask. "There's no way you could take on Anana, she's malicious. And she's 8," he says, "maybe if I teach you how to hold a gun and shoot, you can beat Pudding if she doesn't use her Devil Fruit Powers. But my family's on a whole different level then you are." You cross your arms, "You mean I don't have what it takes to be a Big Mom Pirate? I have Devil Fruit Powers too!" He shakes his head, "you lack the training, discipline and the lust for blood." You scoff, "your family is not ALL like that!" He smirks, "we are, every last one of us. We're born to kill." Well.. that's.. Unsettling, you think.

"Oh perfect timing!" You beam, seeing Katakuri's house in the distance, "now that we're back at your house, I can sleep soundly knowing I'm in a land filled with blood thirsty killers that I'm helpless against!" He opens the door for you, and this time you walk in, ready for the day to end. "I told you I'd train you," he says. "When do you train again?" You ask. "Tomorrow, I train everyday, assuming I'm not babysitting a flighty little gumdrop," he winks at you. "I'm NOT a gumdrop! You're the gumdrop.." you mumbled. "I'm not a gumdrop, But I'd happily be your throat lozenge," he winks. You gasp, "Katakuri! You pervert! And that's probably good that you're going back to training everyday. You were starting to look a little skinny..." You pout and poke at his tummy teasing him. "I'm sorry it's so difficult for you to look at me like this," he growls, grabbing your neck and backing you against the wall. You moan. This feels familiar. You arch your back and wet your lips, remembering the first time you met in the halls of Whole Cake Chateau.

"Oh yes," you agree, "it's REALLY hard for me to see like this." You say sarcastically as you run your hands up his stomach just to moan over how tight and perfect he felt under your fingers. "That's what I thought," he said and he releases your neck, "I think you'd like training with me. I'll even teach you how to properly scale a building." You make a face at him. He walks to the staircase and points to it, "after you." You love the way Katakuri watches you as you walk towards him. Likes he wants to devour you! You walk up the stairs and he follows a good few steps behind. You pause and look back, "did you just let me go first so you can watch my bum as I climb up the stairs?!" The twinkle in his eye says it all. "You pervert!" You pout. You continue to walk up the stairs with a bit more wiggle in your step and you pretend to "drop something" twice.

You open the door in the hall that you know to be yours. Katakuri drops the giant donut unicorn on the floor in your room. You gasp, "be careful with her!!! She's a sickly old girl who needs important life-saving surgery but can't afford her medical bills!" Katakuri grabs the doorframe and leans in, "seriously? You made up a dramatic sob story for your pastry pet?" You cross your arms and stick out your tongue. "Put that tongue back in your mouth if you don't plan on using it," he warns you. You suck your tongue back into your mouth and blush. "That's what I thought," he says. You wondered what would have happened if you hadn't.

"Do you train with your siblings?" You ask, not wanting to make a fool of yourself in front of his whole family. "Depends on what they got me for my birthday," he jokes. "When's your birthday?" You ask. "Don't worry, I'll tell you with plenty of time in advance so you can't surprise me," he mocks you. You blush, "No really! I mean it! You have so many siblings everyday it must be someone's birthday here! How do you keep up?" He swallows and leans against the wall in your room, right next to your unicorn, realizing you won't be letting him go to bed anytime soon. "November 25th. A lot of us were born on the same day. February, October and December are busy months for Birthdays," he likes that you're still showing interest in his family despite what happened with Smoothie and Amande. "Like twins? I'm not sure I could handle one baby let alone two at a time. Especially if they end up having wings. How am I supposed to catch them if I can't fly too?" You start worrying. You'd never thought about having a family, not seriously. Sure it would have been nice but now there's too many factors involved. You could walk up to the baby's crib and find the baby on the ceiling! Or worse.. Out the window!