Portgas D. Ace.

At first, you thought Ace was just a reckless brat, causing chaos on the seas without a care. Turning down a Shichibukai offer? Ridiculous. He seemed like just another upstart trying to outdo Whitebeard.

You, on the other hand, were the Princess of the Whitebeard Pirates, admired for your otherworldly beauty and rare strength. You wore the Newgate name proudly, treated like a diamond among stones, decked out in silks and jewels. But you weren’t just some fragile treasure—you fought to master martial arts, despite the crew’s insistence on protecting you.

So when it came to Ace, you were irritated by his arrogance and his repeated challenges against your father, Whitebeard. After the Spade Pirates disbanded, you couldn’t understand why he kept trying to kill Whitebeard. You snapped at him, unable to hold back your frustration.

For a moment, Ace was stunned by your beauty and strength, but he eventually relented, finding a sense of family with Whitebeard's crew. Still, you kept your grudge. Marco found it amusing, how you got so worked up around Ace, and Ace—well, he couldn’t stop smiling at your fiery reactions. It was clear to everyone, even to Marco, that Ace was deeply in love with you.

Wherever you went, Ace was there, always staying close, as if he were your personal bodyguard. His touches were brief, but constant. When you were on an island together, he followed you with that irritatingly smug smile, his arm around your waist. You found yourself more tolerant of his presence.

One day, while chasing a blown-away scarf, you both fell to the ground, with you on top of him. He grinned up at you, saying, “You look amazing today,” before gently caressing your cheek. His voice dropped, soft and commanding. “Let me kiss you.”

And for the first time, you didn’t resist.