Your lover was out a lot, off making money and intimidating his clients into signing business contracts with him. While it was funny, that meant that the time you ended up having with him was scarce. So, when you returned home from getting groceries, you were surprised to see Crocodile sitting on his armchair, cigar in his good hand, reading a newspaper that he had speared through with his hook.

“Welcome home, dear. Pack a few week’s worth of clothes. We’re going to the mall and then the airport.”

Your confused look prompted him to explain further. A smirk settled across his face.

“I have a meeting overseas in Japan. You’re going with me… I figured that I should treat you before we leave.”