A/N: Yay, The last Chapter is finally up!! I hope you enjoy it!!!

I DO NOT OWN ONE PIECE!!!


Amista awoke early in the morning to hear Mihawk's light snoring. She felt her stomach constrict with pleasure as her mind rolled over the previous nights events. She did not know if it was humanly possible for her to love a man any more than what she did Mihawk. She loved everything about him, even the domanant part of him that always strove to be in front of the rest.

"Have you ever considered how distracting it is when you watch me sleep, Miel?" Mihawk ask lazily as she leaned forward to kiss him on the forehead. "I cannot sleep when I feel your eyes on my body."

"Oh well excuse me for breathing." Amista said in mock hurt, which caused her to be tackled by a very playful and aroused Mihawk. "Mihawk, we can't now, we have to go and see Charity!"

"We can go after we are finished here." Mihawk said kissing her neck lightly, trying to provoke small moans from her mouth. She was on to his game however and adamantly refused to play along. "It will not take us all that long. I'm sure that she and the baby will wait for us no matter how long we take. You are after all her best friend."

"She said that about me?" Amista felt her face light up with the thought of the other woman. She had not had many women friends until she met Charity, being the lover of a pirate usually meant hanging around other male pirates. "Well that gives us a good reason to go and visit her doesn't it? Best friends do not stay at home making passionate love when their friend is in hospital having a baby!"

"Do you even think about what you say before you say it?" Mihawk said confused, earning him a whack over the head with a nearby pillow; courtesy of Amista. "Do not start something that you cannot finish Amour You know that I will win if you do."

"You're such a wet blanket!" Amista pouted, as she straddled him, her mouth close to his. "You should let me win once in a while. It's not fair that you always win, you're a lot stronger than me."

"Of course I am stronger than you. You are a woman and I am a man!" Mihawk replied, making Amista burst out in giggles. "What is so funny?"

"Nothing." Amista said, jumping from the bed and picking up her discarded clothes. Quickly she got dressed as she was very aware of the heated gaze that Mihawk sent her way. It made her flush a deep red when she found that he had been watching her the whole time that she donned her clothes. "Hurry up, we have to go see Charity and the baby!"


"I need to see Charity!" Amista said once again to the doctor at the front desk, who kept nervously glancing up at Mihawk, who was standing behind Amista like a statue. "She has just had a baby and I am her support group!"

"I'm not letting any one in, other than people that are specially invited." The doctor said calmly. "You could be marines and I promised that I would let no one in to see her unless Mr Doflamingo said it was okay!"

"You think that I am a Marine..." Before Amista could continue her attack on the poor doctor, Doflamingo walked around the corner and over to her and Mihawk. "Where have you been? They would not let me inside, and I have to see Charity and make sure she is alright. Now would you please tell them that I am allowed in, or I swear you will hurt!"

Doflamingo nodded at the doctor, and exchanged an amused glance with Mihawk as the three of them marched to Charity's room. Amista was the only one that entered however, the two men decided to walk around the hospital, not talking, while they left the two women alone together.

"What did you name her?" Amista asked eagerly as she threw her arms around Charity. She was happy to see that her friend was looking extremely healthy, she had a strange glow to her as if she was surrounded by a radiant light.

"Her name is Jazmin." Charity said kissing the forehead of the small baby in her arms. "The other children will be happy to see that they have a sister, finally. It took so long to have a girl, the rest of them are boys."

"From the way that Doflamingo acted yesterday, you would think that it was his first time with you as you had a baby." Amista said puzzled remembering back to the previous day when an anxious Doflamingo lifted his wife into his arms to take her to hospital. "He acted so anxious, as if he didn't know what to do."

Charity chuckled, her eyes twinkling in amusement as she thought over what Amista had said. "If you thought that he was anxious yesterday, you should have seen him when I went into labour with our first child. We were at the hotel in Jaya and I went into labour. He totally freaked out; I would say that he had calmed down a lot since that first time."

"Men are silly." Amista sighed as she pulled up a chair so that she could be closer to Charity. "I wish I could tell what Mihawk was thinking, then I would know if we are going to stay together o weather he is getting sick of me."

"Now why would you think that? From where I was standing last night, the two of you were getting along just fine. There are sparks that fly from you when the two of you are together, so stop holding back and take things as they come." Charity smiled and squeezed Amista's hand in support. "Why would you even think that he is becoming bored of you? What did he say to give you that impression?"

"Well this morning I didn't have sex with him when he wanted to. He didn't say anything but I just feel as though he will. What else could he possibly want from me?" Amista said, finally releasing her fears. "I love him so much and yet I don't know if he loves me. I don't just love him because of his looks, strength or status either, I love him because of everything he is, and I'm scared that he will go away!"

"Why don't you tell him that. Believe me, that man loves you just as much as you love him. You need to give him time to admit it. Pirates have a funny way of getting their emotions across. I learnt that from experience..."


"Well this morning I didn't have sex with him when he wanted to. He didn't say anything but I just feel as though he will. What else could he possibly want from me?" Mihawk heard Amista saying as he reached the door of Charity's room. He became still and listened to the words she said. "I love him so much and yet I don't know if he loves me. I don't just love him because of his looks, strength or status either, I love him because of everything he is, and I'm scared that he will go away!"

"Why don't you tell him that. Believe me, that man loves you just as much as you love him. You need to give him time to admit it. Pirates have a funny way of getting their emotions across. I learnt that from experience..."

Knocking on the door, Mihawk cut off anything else that Charity was about to say as he walked into the room. He looked over at Amista and saw that she had a blotchy tear streaked face, though he pretended not to notice as he walked behind her. "Are you ready to leave? The doctors told me, much to their delight, that visiting hours are over."

Mihawk grinned at Amista. The poor doctors had approached him, their hands wet with sweat as they told him that visiting hours were now over and only Doflamingo would be allowed to stay.

"Yes, I am ready." Amista gave Charity one more hug and then linked her arm through Mihawk's. "The baby is so cute."

Mihawk grinned as they walked up the street silently together. He could not keep his mind from replaying the words that he had overheard Amista saying to Charity, so instead of directing her home, he turned to the left and made towards the sea. It was after all the only place that he could think of that would calm them both as they talked together.

"Where are we going Mihawk?" Amista asked confused. "This is not the way home, this is the way to the sea!"

"Do not sound so alarmed, I am not going to drown you." Mihawk said amused with the way that her voice rose. "I am simply taking you to the beach, so relax."

As they reached the beach, Mihawk swung Amista into his arms and brought her to a secluded position on the beach. He laid her on the ground and then pulled her to his chest, content to not move, and simply just hold her. "You know, you are a very different woman to the one that I first met so many months ago."

"How so?" Amista asked. Mihawk felt her stiffen in his arms, as she waited for him to continue.

"You are a lot more confident with yourself now. You may not think so, but it is very appealing, though I never want you to think that you must make love to me because I want it." Mihawk whispered. Amista's head shot around, her eyes large and frightened. "I overheard your conversation, and I'm not angry. If you do not want to, you do not have to and I will not hold that against you."

"I know that, but I didn't want you to get bored of me. I'm not bored of you." Amista admitted, her voice quavering slightly. Mihawk grinned and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Bore of you? I don't think that is possible." Mihawk watched as Amista's eyes widened before he continued. "I love you Amista."

"I love you too!" Amista said tears running down her face as she pelted him with over excited kisses, making him laugh at her enthusiasm. "I love you so much, I have for a long time!"

"I know, but I was too stubborn to admit it." Mihawk grinned and flipped her on her back. "Now I think that we should celebrate."

"We can't do that here, we'll get caught!" Amista cried as she sat up. "It's too public a place!"

Mihawk grinned at her wickedly. "Then what about over there?" Fast as lightning he lifted her into his arms and carried her down the beach before taking her into the icy depths of the water. "It will be much more fun her Mon Amour."

Amista giggled and threw herself upon him, sealing an unspoken promise between them both with a long drawn out and passionate kiss.


Mon Amour – My Love

Amour- Love

Miel – Honey.


Okay it wasn't as long as I had planned, but I still liked the outcome, I would like to thank all of the people who reviewed every chapter and made it possible for me to not get side tracked and complete this fic! I have started another story which I will post soon, it is called Piume Dentellare. I hope that it will get as much enjoyment as what this story did .