Monkey D. Luffy was about to let out a loud yawn, but he quickly caught himself. He glanced at the small digital clock on the night-side table; it was almost midnight. The young woman bundled up underneath the covers in front of him let out a tiny moan, and Luffy immediately brought his attention back to her. For about six hours now he had been sitting at Boa Hancock's bedside, keeping watch over her. She had come down with a serious cold earlier that day, and had to be restricted to nothing but bed rest until she finally got better. Although Chopper had told him that it was nothing too serious, Luffy couldn't help but worry.
Luffy hated it; he couldn't see Hancock's face in the darkness, but he could tell that she was suffering. '...Hancock...' He was so distressed over Hancock's condition that he had even skipped lunch and dinner, which was something never thought possible for someone like Luffy.
The door behind him suddenly creaked open ever so slightly, allowing some light to leak