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Summary:

The Pirates Era has ships sailing all over the world to chase and find the One Piece, as well as to become Pirate King. All thanks to the infamous pirate Gol D. Roger who spoke those words at his execution.

That's every pirates dream.

Except for one loud mouth, prideful, and stubborn swordswoman who has a habit to make everybody's eyes wander over to her in either morbid curiosity or awe.

Oh! It's you!

 

Current Arc in Story: Your Adventure Arc

(This is a better read on Wattpad but I’ll do my best to update here more often)

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

Chapter 1: Prologue

Summary:

A/N: 12/28/21 Currently Editing Chapters So Expect Sudden Writing Style Changes As You Read

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

 

Louguetown-2 years before the Pirate King's execution

A young (Y/N) stood in front of a tree that had broken bark as a result of you punching it with your fists. You didn't notice some of the blood on your knuckles or the splinters. The thoughts and emotions in your heart hurt more.

'Stupid kids. Stupid adults. Stupid Loguetown...they'll see.' (Y/N) thought with a bitten lip as your shoulders shook, tears slowly coming down your face even though you tried to fight them.

'When will they see...?' You thought dejectedly.

"Hey! You!" A boys voice called out to her, causing you to tense, as you quickly wiped your face and turned towards the boy who already had a mean scowl on his face.

You glared at the preteen boy. 'Great. Another one.'

"What? Your friends wasn't enough? You're going to bully me too?!" You yelled with clenched fists, ready to defend yourself as best as you can from the older kid.

The boy's scowl deepened, but his eyes had a look of mild confusion.

"Why the hell would I bully a little girl like you?!" He yelled out.

Your eyes turned to fiery determination.
"This weak little girl is going to be a marine! Even stronger then you!" You announced as the boy gave you a childish glare but stopped himself as he seemed to see your injuries all around your body for the first time. You knew what he was looking at.

The scrapes. The cuts. The scabs.

"How hard were you training?" He asked, causing your eyes to darken.

"It wasn't from training." The boy rose an eyebrow as you continued. "It was from people who bullied me because of what I am." You answered. The boy frowned as he asked on what is she.

"I'm a pirates child." You replied coldly, but with a hint of sadness as you looked down.

'He's going to hate me too. He's going to leave. And then he's going to come with more kids to hurt me. He's going to—'

"So what?"

Your eyes widened. You looked up at the boy who stared at you casually and evenly. No fear. No disgust.

"Who cares what you are, you said you wanted to be a marine right? That proves those bastards wrong." He said with his brown eyes boring into yours.

He's... He doesn't care?

"Then what's your dream?" You asked the bad mouthed preteen, who looked to the side.

"I want to be a marine." He muttered.

You then gave a good natured laugh, making your sides hurt and your cheeks swell, noting that you haven't laughed this much in awhile as tears of sadness quickly turned to tears of joy as they fell.

"I-I didn't know that bad boys like you would want to become a marine." You commented between laughter, only laughing harder when you spotted a full flush on his cheeks from a mixture of embarrassment and anger.

"What's that supposed to mean?!"

He bantered back with a scowl, you having a smile on your face throughout the whole exchange. A strong friendship began.

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Notes:

I'm so sorry. I had to get this out of my chest.

I've been getting real into One Piece and I can't stop.

Anyways, this story will follow the storyline with no real significant changes. Not much anyway.

The reverse harem is also mostly around seven to nine people for actual romance, that's the highest I'm going to go. There will be familial and friendship fluff though, SO BEWARE THE FEELS!!

I made this story as heart wrenching but as comedic as I could like the show.

I want you guys to cry.

But I also want you to laugh.

I hope you guys will like it. ^_^

AND PLEASE CHECK OUT piratequeend
STORIES!! XD THEY ARE ALL AMAZING AND DESERVE MORE RECOGNITION AND COMMENTS!! XD

I GOT INSPIRED BY THEM!!

ALSO, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE FUTURE PIRATE KING- MONKEY D. LUFFY!!! XD

Recommended soundtrack throughout this story. Also the One Piece Beautiful Soundtrack is recommended. ^-^

Chapter 2: The Straw Hat Crew

Summary:

Meeting with rookies.

 

Current Arc: Alabasta Arc

Notes:

A/N: 12/28/21 Currently Editing Chapters So Expect Sudden Writing Style Changes As You Read

Recommended Links to listen to:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

~21 years later~

 

A lone and small rowboat with a makeshift mast slowly moved across the waters outside of the country Alabasta, sailing away from said country of the desert and north of the porttown of Nanohana. A twenty-eight year old woman laid down against the mast with arms crossed behind her head, looking up at the sky with a Marine cap covering her eyes. But you can see her mouth turned down to a slight frown. One large black sword was on her back almost engulfing her fully due to the size, the sun's rays making it glint silver. Seeming to share its master's agitation. While one significantly smaller sword was on her hip. A messy scar running down from an inch below her left eye and stopping right on the corner of her turned down mouth.

 

Stupid Crocodile.

 

The woman thought as her brows furrowed.

 

"Heeyyyyyyyy!"

 

She turned her head and saw a boat with a figurehead of a goat, a young boy waving his arms back and forth, a familiar hat on his head. The woman immediately sat up once she saw the straw hat, and waited for the boat to come near her with attentive eyes.

 

The boat of the rookie Straw Hat Pirates, she thought with an inside grin.

 

They got close, and the boy with the familiar straw hat, Monkey D. Luffy, leaned forward from his seat on the figurehead.

 

"Hey lady, did you come from Alabasta?"

 

She smiled at him and replied that she did indeed 'Monkey D. Luffy'.

 

The boy blinked and smiled widely.

 

"You know who I am?" By this point, some of the other straw hats got closer to the woman and watched. Muttering to themselves about another weirdo lost without a ship and they should be careful outside of your hearing range.

 

"Yup~. I've heard a lot about you from Shanks. He always talked about you."

 

Luffy's eyes turned wide in happiness as his smile seemed to engulf his whole face.

 

"Whoa! You know Shanks? How is he?"

 

She giggled at him. She was everything that Shanks told her he was. Such a sweet kid, with a heavy destiny on his head.

 

"He's fine. And he's waiting." She said with a knowing smile. She suddenly heard a noise on the boat and moved her head towards it. The crew looked at it as well, at what seemed to be a boy with a long nose shaking in fear in the floor.

 

Uh oh.

 

"L-Luffy! Get away from her!"

 

Luffy tilted his head innocently and saying why.

 

"Cause she's the 'Ex-Marine Silver Blood

(Y/N)! She's defeated pirates and marines alike! She doesn't care who's in her way!" Some of the crew gasped or made noises of shock.

 

Oh shit. You thought with a sweatdrop as the situation escalated.

 

"Didn't she fight a Warlord of the Sea as well?"

 

"She also always left a bloody mess of her victims, who only saw a flicker of silver until they died! Hence her name 'Silver Blood!"

 

By this point, all of them were looking at you warily. Some already wanting to get their weapons out. A certain green haired one looking at you carefully, and seemed to be eyeing your buster sword on your back.

 

You frowned and pouted.

 

"That isn't very nice."

 

"YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO POUT!" Three yelled at you as you laughed sheepishly and  scratched your nose. You looked at Luffy and saw him staring at you, an unreadable look on his face.

 

You grinned at him.

 

"Well? What do you think, Future Pirate King?"

 

His face brightened and he announced that she was a good person, with his crew yelling at him on how crazy he was. Him just laughing a unique laugh in response.

 

You decided to take a closer look at the Straw Hats. And so you suddenly jumped from your small boat to the railing of their ship. Causing some of the crew mates to shriek in surprise and fear.

 

"Pfft! You guys are funny when scared." You said with an amused smile as you looked at them. Your eyes then began to assess as you carefully looked at them. You already knew that Luffy would indeed be the one to become Pirate King, if Shanks turned a Yonko with the hat than this boy can do great things too. You also saw it in his eyes. But, you want to see the future Pirate King's crew. Your (e/c) eyes stopped on a green haired swordsman.

 

"Ah, Roronoa Zoro. Nice to see a fellow swordsman." He looked at you with careful eyes as he then glanced at the famous sword on your back once again."Oh, sorry. I only like taking out Kuroi ten'nosabaki (*Black Heaven's Judgment) when I fight seriously. But I can show you a little part of the blade if you want?" You suggested.

 

"The famous sword made by Silver of the Molten Metal." Zoro's hand tightened on his hilt as an excited grin appeared on his face. Your eyes flashing in remembrance at someone else who gets excited for a challenge. "I always wanted to swap blows with that blade. And the wielder, Silver's daughter. Let's—" just when Zoro was going to take out his katana a blond smoking man kicked towards him causing Zoro to curse and dodge.

 

"What the hell was that for you Pervy Cook?!" Zoro yelled at the blond man who glared towards him.

 

"Stupid Marimo! Like I would allow you to attack a woman in front of me!" He shouted at Zoro, with some other crew members joining in as they scolded the green haired swordsman.

 

You internally sighed, thankful someone else interrupted the swordsman before you had to. You praised the young man for his courage and determination though.  Not many would openly challenge you. With knowing who you are anyways, and those who did challenge you were mostly idiots. But you should stop his crew from yelling at him, he's had enough.

 

You cleared your throat, causing them to stop and look at you.

 

"I want to hear your dreams. From all of you, if you are willing." You said as you looked at the whole Straw Hat crew.

 

"Why should we?" Zoro asked, eyes narrowed in suspicion and crossed arms. "We don't know you besides your reputation. Despite if Luffy likes you or not, that doesn't mean we have to do the same. We don't even know why you were—"

 

"I-I want to cure any disease!" A squeaky cute voice said, you looked down. A reindeer shakily looking at you as he hid behind the green haired swordsman, although it was a poor position, since his whole body was sticking out.

 

Your eyes softened as you squatted on the railings, an easy smile on your lips.

 

"Yeah? I bet you will. What's your name?"

 

"You don't have to answer that." Zoro stated to the reindeer, eyes still narrowed at you. The reindeer blinked up at him before turning towards you, hooves flexing against the swords man's pants leg. And than a leg was lifted up and a sword drawn and they met.

 

"Don't be so rude to the lady here, Marimo!" The blonde with the swirly brow snapped before moving towards you, his legs also seeming to swirl oddly as his whole expression changed to a...you could only call it a lovesick smile. He grabbed your hand that was on your knees, eyes in hearts as you stared awkwardly. This was new. "I'm Sanji, and I'm going to find the All Blue, sweet (Y/N)-chwan! But your smile seems to be as beautiful as those waters!"

 

"You don't even know if the waters are beautiful," Zoro cut in with a drawl. "You haven't seen them, Idiot Cook."

 

Sanji let go of your hand and snapped towards the bounty Hunter. "Shut up, Algae Head!"

 

"What'd ya say?!" Zoro snapped back as the two seemed to bump heads while the crew looked on with Luffy laughing without a care to the situation.

 

"My name is Monkey D. Luffy and I'm gonna become Pirate King!" Luffy shouted easily and a wide grin, uncaring about his fellow crew members.

 

Your smile lifted up. "Yeah I know."

 

You noticed the crew was still hesitating as Zoro and Sanji snapped with Luffy just smiling to himself. You stood on the railing, deciding what to do as they looked up at you warily.

 

"How about this than," You put your thumb to your chest and a hand to your hip as your smile turned into a toothy grin. "I'm (Y/N)! And I'm going to be the strongest woman in the world! Everybody will know my name and never forget it." Your grin turned into a proud smirk, and the crew looked up at you. Eyes flickering as they saw how confident you were at spouting it, a woman of dreams.

 

"I—I—I'm going to..." You turned to see the long-nosed boy speaking, waiting patiently as his legs shook as you stared at him but pushing through. "I'm going t-to be a brave man in the sea! I'm C-Captain Usopp and I have eight thousand men under me—"

 

He looks familiar, you thought as you stared as Usopp went on about the many men and ships he has and he just has to call them and they'll come right here if you do anything. You scratched the back of your head and than gasped, making Usopp immediately stop as you pointed at him with a surprised smile.

 

"Usopp! Is your dad Yasopp?" Usopp's eyes widened as you continued, the air around you friendly and inviting. It reminded him of something too but he doesn't know what. "Man, that guy...he sure loves talking about you. And one of the best snipers in all these seas! Which makes sense since—" you gave a blinding close eyed smile, a slight flush on your cheeks,"he is a part of Shanks crew! You guys have to become the best to beat him. They're pretty powerful and scary." You opened your eyes and zeroed in on Luffy, his grin widening and eyes shining despite your words. "Can you beat them?"

 

"Of course!" Luffy shouted with no hesitation whatsoever, looking at you in excitement. It made you grin in excitement too, looking at this boy. My, what is this guy gonna do next?

 

"Woah," Usopp started, looking at his hands with a thoughtful smile before looking at you, body less tense,"...so my dad really is the greatest huh?"

 

You nodded, smiling down at the boy. But the feeling of familiarity never left. Mmm...I guess he looks a lot like his dad. That must be it.

 

You turned towards the orange-haired girl who stared at you with brows furrowed, hand on her hips. Her also glancing at the ones you've won over before turning back to you, hesitation in her mocha brown eyes. You spotted the log pose around her wrist.

 

"You must be the navigator," the girl blinked as you went on. "What's your dream? Gotta be grand like being brave, being a king, being the best doctor, and finding the seas that meet." Her eyes slightly narrowed before lifting up her chin with a playful smirk.

 

"Going to draw the map of the whole world. Nothing more or nothing less. My name is also Nami." She held her hand out expectantly as you looked down in confusion. "That would be five thousand beli for my name and ten thousand for my dream."

 

"Ehhhh?!" You shouted, eyes bulging out slightly as you held your head. Usopp commenting in the background that Nami charged more for her dream but not her name when the name is more dangerous for you to know. "I didn't know you were gonna charge me for that! That's a lot of money, you know! Might as well be the world's best hustler while you're at it!"

 

Nami's smirk widened as her eyes turned half lidded in confidence.

 

"Oh, you think so?"

 

"My n-name is Chopper!" You blinked and turned down to the reindeer lowering your arms, who now stood in front of you and was looking up at you. His eyes still holding fear but not as much as before. "You...really think I can cure any disease in the world one day...?"

 

You tilted your head at him, looking at him oddly.

 

"Didn't you say you would?"

 

"I—" Chopper blinked up at you, cute small brows coming together. "Y-yes, I did!"

 

"Than you will. If you're gonna do it, you're gonna do it."

 

Chopper brightened and seemed to flush and started to due a weird dance in front of you.

 

"S-Saying that kind of stuff doesn't make me h-happy, you bastard!"

 

You chuckled. Someone doesn't receive compliments well, you noticed. And he's so cute!

 

You turned towards the green haired swordsman once more, who eventually stopped fighting Sanji and now stood with crossed arms and was leaning against the mast of the ship. You stared at each other in silence, waiting expectantly. He scoffed and turned his head away from you.

 

Ah, it's like that than?

 

You moved your head to greet the pretty blue-haired girl with the duck when your ears twitched.

 

"I'm going to be the world's greatest swordsman."

 

You glanced back at Zoro, who was not looking at you and you couldn't see his face since it was turned away. You stared at him for a moment before smirk slowly formed on your face as you hummed approvingly before looking back at the blue haired girl who was squinting her eyes at you.

 

Don't recognize me please.

 

"And you little miss?" You asked, her blinking out of her stupor. Her hand going to her chest as she looked down before staring back up at you, a glint in her eyes.

 

"Someone that can make my countrymen proud and who I can protect."

 

Your smirk turned into a thoughtful one, your eyes flicking with an emotion that was too quick for her to catch. You fixed yourself before looking at each crew member with a lop-sided grin.

 

"A perfect crew for the perfect Pirate King. Well done, I wouldn't expect any less."

 

Luffy laughed.

 

But, there was something you noticed. Your eyes went back to a blue haired girl by the duck.

 

"But, what's a princess doing on a pirate ship?"

 

They immediately tensed except for Luffy who just looked a mix of surprise and amazement.

 

"Whoa?! How'd you know?!" The captain of the Straw Hats yelled as Zoro pointed his sword to your neck with narrowed eyes, while the shaking Usopp had his slingshot on the ready. You looked at the princess who was shocked and a little frightened. Seeming to not care about the dangerous weapon near your skin.

 

"I knew you seemed to be trouble," Zoro stated with sharp eyes, moving his Kitetsu closer to your neck threateningly, Kitetsu flashing along with it's owner.

 

You didn't care for how it touched your neck either. Kuroi ten'nosabaki seeming to glint back at Kitetsu without being drawn, in challenge.

 

"I suggest for you to leave Alabasta. It's gotten hectic over there." You said matter of factly, observant eyes on the girl. She, who you know as the princess of this country—Vivi, furrowed her brows.

 

"I have to go. They're my people. But...what do you mean by hectic?" The princess hesitantly questioned.

 

Your (e/c) eyes looked evenly at her. "It just is." You began, "I've been to this island countless times throughout the years. Before odd things started to occur, or perhaps, just when they started. There are tensions everywhere it's like..." Your mouth turned down slightly at the thought, a rising suspicion coming up from your gut as you spoke the next word.

 

"War."

 

What have you done, Crocodile? You thought as your frown deepened. Damn it, you grumpy Croc.

 

Vivi's brows turned down at the information, her glancing at the other members of the crew. They all had determination written on their faces. Something you immediately saw and internally smirked at. They were already aware, but they wanted to go anyway.

 

Vivi glanced back at you, determination in her own features as she clenched her fists.

 

"Then I have to save them."

 

What a crew. You thought as you appraised them. You stopped and smiled at the princess, telling her she was very brave and strong. The princess only blushing and saying a thank you in response with Zoro slowly lowering his sword and Usopp following the same with his slingshot. Luffy then asked you if you were a part of Shanks crew, you replying no but he offered.

 

As well as someone else.

 

Luffy pouted.

 

"Awww, I was going to ask you to join my crew. You look strong lady!"

 

You smiled.

 

"Just call me (Y/N). And sorry, I'm more of a 'lone wolf' kinda gal."

 

Luffy looked at you confused.

 

"What's that? You're a wolf?!" He looked at you with a bright and excited grin. And you couldn't help but laugh at him while his crew mates corrected him.

 

"No, she just prefers her own company you idiot captain. It's a..." Zoro stopped as his brows furrowed in hard concentration as he tried to search the word. Only to have Nami deadpan and sigh at him.

 

"An idiom. It's an idiom Zoro." He looked at the strawberry blonde with a small tick mark as he yelled "I knew that!".

 

Luffy looked back you again with a tilted head.

 

"Huh? But doesn't it get lonely?"

 

Your smile faltered slightly. "Only sometimes." You replied shortly.

 

Your reasons of being alone was more fear and paranoia then anything else. And you wouldn't speak to anyone about it. They wouldn't understand.

 

"Well (Y/N) ," you looked up at Luffy who had a smile, "you're always welcome here if ya get lonely!" And he gave you an innocent and bright grin at you as you gave a wide eyed stare. And you couldn't help but remember those same words that was spoken to you years ago by the one you admire and respect the most.

 

"You are always welcome on this ship."

 

Shanks.

 

You chuckled, a slight blush on your cheeks at the memory. And you patted the young boys head gently. Commenting at how he was a good kid and how he reminded you of Shanks. The crew mates commented to themselves on how you didn't seem like everything they heard, with Zoro saying that you were indeed strong. Giving off somewhat of the same aura as Hawkeyes Mihawk.

 

Your ears caught those words, as you turned your attention back towards them. You opening your mouth before deciding the better of it.

 

"Ah, Mihawk? He was my master."

 

Zoro widened his eyes as his hand drifted towards his hilt again as he walked to you with new fervor.

 

You think you weren't supposed to say that.

 

"Zoro! Stop!" Nami shouted at him with agitation, as Usopp yelled as well with some stuttering as he tried to hold back the swordsman. "Y-you should listen to her! Haven't you h-heard how strong she is? Don't you remember what happened at Baratie?" Zoro stopped his movements altogether as an emotion flicked through his eyes, something you didn't miss with your observant orbs, him putting away his sword slowly with a mild scowl on his face.

 

"Yeah. I know." Zoro gritted out, but the blond— Sanji, who dreamed to find the All Blue—wasn't having it.

 

"Stupid Marimo! You try to hurt a beautiful woman again and I'll kick your ass!" He yelled in irritation as you blinked at him. You felt touched by his compliment and gave your thanks, only for him to suddenly turn to you with heart eyes.

 

"You are welcome (Y/N)-chan~!" Sanji yelled as he seemed to come towards you with a love tornado.

 

You sweatdropped. Than turned towards Zoro who was glaring at Sanji with irritation forming his features, his eyes turning towards you when felt your gaze.

 

"Your dream," Zoro eyes hardened as you continued, "It will take a lot of work. I was lucky to be trained by Mihawk, and yet I'm still not in his league." You rose a brow at the young swordsman, his lips set in a straight line. "You're going to eventually have to surpass me. Can you surpass him?"

 

A beat passed. Zoro put a hand to his hilt, but you did not stray from the swordsman's face.

 

"That just means I have to work harder than you." Zoro retorted, a challenging smirk on his lips. "That man...I'll be the world's greatest swordsman. Didn't you hear me when I said it?"

 

"Pfft!" You snorted, smirk back on your face as you appraised him once more. "Heh, I guess so."

 

You then looked at the sky and commented that you guessed you should leave them alone now.

 

"Wha?! Why?!" Luffy whines with a pout. "I want to hear more about Shanks!"

 

"Mmmm," You hummed in thought, eyes turning back towards the desert island you just left. Thoughts going a mile a minute as you tried to come to a decision.

 

"Leave her alone, Luffy." Nami interjected. "I'm sure she's busy with other things. We shouldn't bother her."

 

"Nami's right," Vivi, this princess that seems kind-hearted and brave to help her country., agreed. She turned her kind eyes towards you and you felt something turn in your stomach at the apologetic look she was giving you. "Thank you for what you said. I appreciate it, (Y/N)-San. Best you leave now to avoid what's gonna happen, yes?"

 

Your jaw tightened.

 

Usopp gave a nod, as he fixed the goggles on his head, shakily. It seems he was still scared. "T-thats right! I-it's best i-if you leave now. M-Marines are gonna be a-after us so we don't want you to get caught."

 

"It looks like you do," Zoro pointed out with Usopp moving towards him with his finger to his lips as he shushed the swordsman.

 

You blinked.

 

"Marines?" You questioned.

 

"Eh?" Luffy rubbed the back of his head in confusion. "I didn't see any marines... it was just that Okama guy."

 

Usopp turned towards Luffy, sweating. He put an arm around Luffy as he laughed harshly. Perhaps a little too harsh.

 

"A-Ahhh, Luffy! It was...you know!" Usopp stuttered, squeezing his arm around Luffy's neck as he looked at his long noses friend in bewilderment. Zoro muttering about what he's doing and Sanji palming his face, with Nami looking at him unimpressed with crossed arms. Chopper seeming to believe the sniper's words as he hurried back and forth around the ship to see a navy ship out in the distance. "Er...Oh! It was that smoke guy! W-we don't want you to get c-caught by this scary smoke guy marine, terrifying—I mean, uh, miss Silver Blood, ma'm."

 

You immediately perked up at that, as you finally landed on the floor of the ship with eager eyes. Making Usopp shriek and let go of Luffy, his butt to the floor in surprise.

 

"Do you mean Captain Smoker?"

 

"Oh." Luffy made a face, his tongue sticking out. "That guy."

 

"Smoker...?" Chopper echoed, hoof to his mouth in confusion. Zoro giving the reindeer a quick run down it's a marine they met before.

 

"E-ehhh?!" Usopp yelped from the floor, pushing himself up as he stared at you, now define you within the ship and not far away like he wanted. "Y-you know him?!"

 

"Ah." Your gaze turned distant, your smile weak, "He's my Nakama ever since we were children and we trained together when I was still a marine. That was good times..."

 

"Eh?!",Usopp exclaimed in confusion," How is a deadly-I-I mean," Usopp quickly corrected himself in fright," friendly pirate like you Nakama with a marine?" The other members giving you odd looks with his statement.

 

Your eyes turned soft as you touched and rubbed the rim of your Marine cap fondly. Remembering of times long past and lost to time.

 

"With Nakama, it doesn't matter what side they're in. You're Nakama, and always will be."

 

Luffy gave you bright grin and gave off an odd laugh as the crew looked at you with less tension in their shoulders before, seeing that you were nothing the rumors claimed you to be. You commented that despite this, Smoker has always been trying to catch you. While you just liked to laugh and tease him as he tried to do it. You loved it when the both of you meet. It reminded you of the old times. Before—

 

"What's this? The pirate's daughter finally showing her true colors?" A smooth dark voice said mockingly.

 

"Can I come with you guys?" You suddenly asked. A decision reached, no matter if Usopp's words are untrue or not. Hopefully with this, with them, you can see what you've been blinded to the full extent or hidden from you.

 

Luffy nodded. "Yeah, sure."

 

"Wh-whaaaa?! Luffy!" Usopp cried out, standing up and grabbing Luffy's collar and started to shake him. "What are you doing?!"

 

"Why are you shaking me?!" Luffy exclaimed, grabbing Usopp's collar too. "Didn't you say you saw that guy?!"

 

"H-hey! We-well, I—urk!" Usopp snapped, shaking Luffy harder. "You don't get it at all!"

 

"Oi!" Luffy grabbed Usopp back forcefully and both of them fell to the floor. The both of them now rolling around the floor as they fought with the crew staring in different forms of exasperation.

 

"Sheesh. This is what you get," Zoro stated, moving back towards training some till they arrive to the shores of Alabasta. Uncaring of your presence now as you stared at Luffy and Usopp continuing to fight with an amused grin.

 

"Ah, let me help you with your boat, (Y/N)-chwan." Sanji stated, moving towards by the railing of the caravel ship and jumping down to your small boat to attach ropes to theirs. You letting him as you gave him your thanks, eyes straying towards his lifted brows due to his smile before looking back at his eyes. Him giving a little twirl as he jumped back onto the ship. "It's no trouble at all, (Y/N)-chwan! So polite and kind!"

 

You sweatdropped.

 

"Ahhhh...I'm really not," You tried to correct the cook but he already walked away stating he's gotta figure out how to feed their guest without food due to his idiot captain. "You don't gotta feed me! I actually ate before I...he's gone."

 

"Don't mind him," Nami came to your side with a half-smile. At ease with the chaos around her as she looked at the sky to check the weather for a moment before turning back towards you. "Sanji-kun is just like that to every woman he sees. We're actually going to stop by Nanohana. You said you've been to this country a lot, that means you know your way around right?"

 

You rose a confused brow at her odd tone.

 

"If I say yes, does that mean my debt is cleared?"

 

"Well look at you!" Nami said with crossed arms, her half smile rising to a playful smirk. "I'll give you fifty percent off of what you owe me if you tell us where we can go to get what we need."

 

"Eh?! Why not all of it?!"

 

"That's an additional thousand belis for trying to hard bargain me."

 

"Oi!" Your face twisted into one of disbelief and a light scowl. "You really are gonna be the best hustler out there too huh?!"

 

"You should just stop," you turned your gaze towards Zoro, who was training with weights  now as he moved them up and down near the entrance to what you guessed was the storage room of the ship. Moving a couple steps to the side as needed when Luffy and Usopp rolled towards him. "She's a witch. She'll keep going if you don't stay quiet."

 

"That's an additional twenty thousand for trying to help, Zoro." Zoro blanched at the strawberry's blonds words before she turned back towards you with a greedy grin. "And another ten thousand for you trying to hustle a hustler."

 

You squawked as you pointed animatedly.

 

"So you admit it?!" Nami continued to grin and you released a loud sigh as you rubbed the back of your head and tapped your right foot against the floorboard of the ship. "Damn. Yeah, sure. It's no problem."

 

Nami gave her nod and looked towards Vivi as she walked to her in the upper deck of the ship.

 

"You know a few spots too, Vivi-Chan?" Vivi nodding. "Ah, you can help than."

 

"Whaaa?!" You shouted in disbelief, straightening yourself as you snapped. "That means I just owe you money for no rea—" Nami lifted up two fingers in warning, you quickly and comically shutting your mouth up. Turning away and squatting by the mast of the ship. You heard Nami step up towards the upper deck to be by Vivi and where the wheel must be of the ship, that's usually how all ships function and are designed anyways. She must be readying the ship to land.

 

You turned towards Zoro who was looking up in the direction of the ship with a glower.

 

"You weren't kidding."

 

Zoro glanced towards you before staring straight ahead as he moved his heavy weights once more.

 

"I never kid," he said seriously and like a man who's suffered much.

 

You turned back towards the front of the ship and noticed the reindeer was in front of you before flinching and falling back in surprise, you quickly saving him by pulling on the pants he had.

 

"Woah, careful. Gotta protect that body of yours first before you try to save others, yeah?"

 

Chopper blinked up at you and your calming smile and gave out a strong nod.

 

"Y-yes! Sorry. I was just staring at..." He pointed behind your back with his hooves, where your large buster sword laid. An impressive and large sword it was, a dark midnight black, but holding a glint of a silver sheen if you moved it right. And a small half circle right tip of the circle, where you can trap someone's neck if you wanted to. The handle being a foot long, adding to your sword's impressive height. The handle holding bandages around it for your hands and hiding the odd cross cross sort of striped pattern underneath the bandages that were more like bindings. The handle ending in an oval shape with a triangular black jewel in the middle, what looked like to be black quartz smoothed out. "It's so big. It looks heavy too..."

 

Kuroi ten'nosabaki glinted as you grinned proudly, a hand to its handle.

 

"You bet it is! It took me quite a bit to finally lift this guy up, but man...when I did..." Your grin showed a lot of teeth and it looked more like a smirk, you not seeing Chopper shudder and murmur 'scary' but couldn't take his doe eyes off you. "It was the best feeling ever. I can't imagine my life without him."

 

"Him?" Chopper questioned, tilting his head and your smirk only widened.

 

"Yatta!" You turned towards Luffy that was by the bow of the ship, his hands up triumphantly and eyes closed with a large grin with Usopp on the ground rubbing his head. Luffy than opening his eyes and stretching towards you, grabbing your hand and tugging as you stared at him with wide eyes before it went away, remembering what kind of fruit the straw hat has. "Come on (Y/N)! My turn! I wanna hear more about Shanks!"

 

You got up at his tugging and gave a slight laugh when you got pulled to him due to his arm, patting atop his head and feeling the straw hat you haven't touched in years. Dutifully atop its new owner, who was grinning at you so wide that you wonder if there can be two suns that you know.

 

"Okay, okay. Only a quick one cause we're close to Nanohana."

 

"Awww, okay. But come over here!" Luffy tugged you closer to the bow of the ship, Luffy sitting on the figurehead in a reverse position as he looked at you expectantly. "Story! Story! Story! Has Shanks gotten stronger? Where is he now? Does he—"

 

You interrupted him with a laugh, your shoulders relaxing at the boy's cheerfulness and eagerness. You not being fully able to tell for a moment the difference between Shanks and Luffy at all, but you feel some difference you think.

 

"Okay, let's talk about the one time he was dangerously close to actually being drunk."

 

"Blegh, he still drinks that stuff?" Nonetheless Luffy leaned closer to you, eyes fully fixated on you as his hands held his head, elbows against the railing.

 

"Heh. Don't like the stuff either myself." You agreed with his noise of disgust, you smiling when Luffy quickly corrected himself and saying he doesn't like it but he's still a man. "We were in a frontier type of island called Smirnoff and..."

 

Luffy leaned and listened as you went on, a gleam in his eyes and his grin never fading as he gave his own comments. Sometimes making you laugh or you laughing as you went on with the story, the other Straw Hats hearing here and there as you spoke. Making their own observations as the famed dangerous woman smiled easily and not caring if the others heard your loud laughs.

 

"What?!" Luffy exclaimed as you told him about how Shanks drunk two whole barrels of rum dry by himself. You laughed at the memory.

 

"Yeah, you wouldn't believe what he did next—" You continued to tell Luffy as the crew mates watched and commented to themselves from a distance.

 

"She seems to admire that Shanks person almost as much as Luffy." Zoro commented as they all saw that your smile hasn't left your face once as you continued to talk excitedly about him.

 

Chopper blinked as he looked on. "You guys think (Y/N) likes him?" He questioned innocently. The crew looked at the reindeer, and then back at the laughing duo. They noticed a flush on your cheeks, and a happy gleam in your eyes as you spoke about the Yonko who made their captain dream and want to take it with an ever stretching, never planning to let go just like he didn't plan to let go any one of them.

 

Nami grinned to herself at the information as she put that little bit of info in the back of her mind, and to make sure to remember it. The strawberry blonde then smiled softly at Silver Blood and her captain, the crew doing the same. Their opinions slowly changing. Except for one who came out from the kitchens empty.

 

"No~! Her heart is already taken by another man~!" Sanji exclaimed with tears of sadness running down his face.

 

Vivi stared thoughtfully at you, her brows slightly furrowed. Why is she getting this feeling she got from Mr. 2 again...?

 

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Somewhere within Rainbase Alabasta

 

"The 'plan' will begin at 7:00 AM, two days from now. Have you made all the arrangements?" A low voice stated as he stood by a Bananadile.

 

"Yes I have...150 of the Billions are on standby in Nanohana. I called back Mr. 2 as well. It seems Mr. 3 wasn't caught." A smooth mature voice replied, a woman who was stylishly dressed as she sat on the cushion chair. The man made no comment as his gaze seemed thoughtful as he glanced towards the large panned windows.

 

The woman smirked knowingly. "It was a close call once again with Silver Blood, yes? She almost discovered your plans. The ex-marine left more suspicious then the last time she came. What do you think...Crocodile?"

 

"Silver Blood left because of lack of evidence. She's not the type of woman to attack an enemy without any evidence justifying it." Crocodile rumbled calmly as he took out a cigar and lit it with practiced movement.

 

"What if this plan succeeds then?"

 

Crocodile looked up at her with eyes narrowed, "When. Not if.", he corrected her as Robin gave a small chuckle.

 

"Yes, my apologies. When this plan succeeds, what are you going to do in her next visit?"

 

Crocodile smirked as he kept his cigar loosely between his lips.

 

"What can she do? And besides, perhaps with this she'll join me. Open those calculative eyes of hers and not that idiotic farce she always seems to put on."  Crocodile's smirk widened as he closed his eyes. "Silver Blood will be useful. In more ways then one."

 

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Edited: 01/31/21

 

 

 

Notes:

I am editing all these beginning arcs. I made a mistake for keeping all these short and not expanding like I should've. The characters here deserve more justice so that's what I'm doing. Enjoy.

Also, I don’t really like AO3 because I can’t share the many fanart my readers have given me due to the need of a URL. Or any art when it comes to generally what Silver Blood looks like along with her/your swords. So sorry about that, you have to go to my Wattpad for that where I’m more active due to how easy it is working it.

 

**Kuroi ten'nosabaki🗡🎇 💀(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black sword with a sheen of silver buster sword that's carrie son your back. Think of it like Cloud's sword from Final Fantasy or Zabuza's sword from Naruto.

 

(Your sword is a mix of Cloud's and Zabuza's, there is no hole in your sword, but there IS a half moon cut in it. But the half moon cut near the top of the sword.)

 

Say thanks to for finally pushing myself t. to show you guys exactly what everything looks like.

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Yay~!! ^_^ Done for this one~.

Alabasta Arc start!

I APOLOGIZE IF SOME SCENES ARE DIFFERENT FROM CANON OR OCCURRED IN A DIFFERENT TIME!! DX

I WISH FOR YOU GUYS TO SEE THAT YOUR PRESENCE HAS CHANGED SOME THINGS IN THE ONE PIECE WORLD!!

ANYWAYS!!

Next few chapters, you guys shall see who you're going to get all hot and bothered with. (I'm kidding. Just fluff. Kinda. Mildly hot. I admit that.)

Chapter 3: The Fistbump Duo

Summary:

The start of something grand. A certain man makes his plans.
 

Current Arc: Alabasta Arc

Notes:

A/N: 12/28/21 Currently Editing Chapters So Expect Sudden Writing Style Changes As You Read

Recommended Links to listen to:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

After finishing up the story with Luffy, the straw hat boy storming off with a skip in his step and a punch to his hand that'll he make even more amazing stories than Shanks will. Heading towards the kitchen in the upper deck, that also happened to be where Nami and Vivi were as Luffy started asking loudly to have a tangerine and he's hungry with Nami bonking his head in the distance and telling him they were just a few minutes away from landing to eat and Sanji cutting in and yelling at their captain to stop bothering 'Nami-swan'.

 

You observed this at your place by the figurehead, laying your back against the railings at the front of the ship with arms crossed behind your head and one leg over the other with a relaxed grin on your face. Seeing and observing the storm that shines bright amongst the crew, the rest at the deck with you. Zoro seeming to do a cool down of his workout for the weights were gone and he was doing one hand push-ups as he stood straight up, while Usopp and Chopper were having their own fun with storytelling.

 

At least...you think it was storytelling?

 

"What?!" Chopper yelled, eyes gleaming as the reindeer leaned closer to the sniper. "There's really flowers that can talk?! What else did they say?"

 

"Hmph," Usopp's head was up as he stood, a thumb to his chest, and eyes closed with a confident grin. "You bet! There's mountains and mushrooms that can talk too, it was really a strange island in my travels. You see, they were brought to life by this large witch just so she can hear their screams as she ate them!"

 

Chopper paled, shuddering in fear as Usopp's face darkened in dramatics.

 

"E-Ehhhh?! How horrible! Why would she do that?!"

 

Usopp neared the scared Chopper, his grin turning menacing as his eyes crinkled.

 

"We'll never know! She's a strange witch that just likes eating everything and anything!"

 

Your brows furrowed, frowning up at the sky in thought.

 

He's not wrong. What he's saying is not far off either, did he really meet her?

 

"What?! But Usopp, how did you get away?!"

 

"That's what I like to know," You interrupted, your feet on the railing behind Usopp making him and Chopper squawk and fall back in surprise.

 

"DON'T SNEAK UP ON PEOPLE!" They both yelled as they immediately got back up, one hand and one hoof in a chopping gesture. Zoro taking a glance at the trio to his right before doing his other stretches with closed eyes.

 

You scratched your left scarred cheek as you laughed.

 

"Whoops, I surprised you."

 

"Of course you did! Y-you came out of nowhere!" Chopper gave a forceful cute nod at Usopp's words.

 

"That was scary! Oh but—" Chopper blinked in realization as he calmed. "You were hearing the story too?" You nodded as you sat on the railing of the ship, your feet now in the air as you gave a short comment it sounds like an interesting story. "Woahhhhh, Usopp! You gotta tell us now! How did you get away?!"

 

Usopp looked side to side, seeing Chopper's innocent eyes as he leaned forward and towards you who had a hand under your left scarred cheek as you stared at him expectantly and clear intrigue.

 

"W-well. I-it was q-quite si-simple really...Yes...Y-yes! Very simple!"

 

You tilted your head.

 

"Eh? Really?"

 

Sweat started to perfuse very freely from Usopp's skin, his voice going high as he put his head back with a forced exaggerated grin. You cocked your head more curiously at that.

 

"R-re-really!"

 

"Tell us! Tell us! Tell us!" Chopper's eyes sparkled as he drew closer to Usopp. His eyes practically blinding the sniper if he looked directly at it. "It must've been the best escape ever made! Tell us, Usopp!"

 

"Yeah," Zoro decided to chime in, with a lifted smirk. Finished with his cool down and now just staring expectantly with one rose brow as he crossed his arms, his clothes back on. "I'm curious how it ends too."

 

Usopp looked like he was about to cry at the growing audience he kept getting. Your eyes turned towards Zoro's hips, Kuroi ten'nosabaki seeming to gleam in the sun in interest with you. You stepped off the railing and stepped towards Zoro who was by the door to the storage room as Usopp nervously sweated and trying not to faint as you walked passed him. Zoro's eyes flicked towards your firm, noticing you were looking at his hip.

 

"Whaaa, you have good swords! How exactly can you wield all three of them?"

 

Zoro fully turned his head towards you as Chopper said he's been wondering about it too.

 

"Never met a multi swordsman?"

 

"Nah, I have." Your face twisted slightly at the one you thought of. "There's one guy actually that can wield a lot more swords than three. I think it was...hmmmm...six? Eight? It was a lot."

 

Zoro's eyes widened at that, eyes filled with interest making your lips quirk slightly. Chopper's eyes widening as his jaw dropped in shock.

 

"Eight?! How?"

 

Your lips quirked as you motioned for him for them to walk to the other side of the ship, wanting Usopp and Chopper to continue their story away from overlapping chatter. Zoro following beside you.

 

"Ahhhh well, sort of. The guy is a huge dick but he—" The both of you walked off to the other side of the ship. Chopper turning back towards Usopp, saying almost to himself that you have interesting stories too. Chopper's eyes bulged.

 

"Ehhhh?! Usopp! You okay?!"

 

Usopp laid on the floor, a mix of relief and sadness he was feeling as he lays face down.

 

"Ahhh...I almost got caught...but I never had such a large audience..." Crocodile tears seemed to go down Usopp's face as Chopper panicked, moving back and forth around Usopp's body.

 

"Usopp! What's wrong?"

 

Back with you and Zoro, you told him about the swordsman that's able to wield all those swords. You leaning against the railing with your elbows and gazing out into the sea while Zoro leaned with his back, his eyes still on the deck.

 

"A Devil fruit huh?" Zoro stretched his arms as he gave a yawn, one eye closed lazily. "Not really talent if he can just wave those arms around and just hope to slice something."

 

"I wish I can say that," You replied, staring as the water moved and wondered idly about a declaration under the stars. "The bastard is actually pretty good with the blade. Wish he wasn't."

 

Zoro glanced down at your bitter tone, curious.

 

"Said he was a marine right? Did you used to work with him back when you were still with them?"

 

"He doesn't deserve to be called a marine." You stated coldly making Zoro blink slightly at your aura until Sanji came down the stairs, a tray with a glass of orange juice you believe.

 

You turned towards him as he put the tray by you with a charming smile.

 

"Here ya go, (Y/N)-chan. That's all we have for now. Some," He quickly glanced at Usopp and Chopper who were pointedly not looking at him and upstairs where Luffy sat on the upper railing with a confused look and Carue looking up at the sky with sweat on his feathers, " idiots decided it was a good idea to eat all the food we had left."

 

You took the glass with some thanks, Sanji's eyes turning hearts at your words. You took a sip and made a pleased hum, commenting it tastes fresh. Sipping some more as Zoro's eyes narrowed in suspicion at your cup while muttering 'wait'.

 

"Nami-swan let me use her tangerines to make it." Sanji answered, making you freeze and Zoro's mouth twisting in pity. "You love it? Your sweet words of your appreciation will be enough to sustain me until we land~."

 

You glanced up at the upper deck, the cup still to your mouth as you zeroed in on Nami. Seeing her give you a wink by her tangerine tree and mouthing 'two thousand beli' to you.

 

You choked on the drink.

 

"Look what you did, Curly Brow," Zoro's mouth was still twisted in pity as he gazed at you trying to recover from your violent coughing as Sanji looked at you in worry before snapping his eyes towards the swordsman at the insult. "If I was her, I wouldn't give you any words. You cursed her, idiot."

 

"What'd ya say?!" Sanji whirled, ticks on his face as he tightened his jaw against his cigarette. You inevitably having to take more sips from one of the most expensive drinks ever to help your throat, Luffy pouting in the background and saying you're lucky to have Nami let you have her tangerines. You muttering with your head bowed that you're not lucky at all.  "I don't wanna hear that from you of all people, Idiot Marimo!"

 

"Hah?!"

 

"Hey! Everybody heads up!" Nami called from the upper deck, her playful smile wide as you finished the orange juice. Might as well drink every last drop of this expensive drink. "Everybody get ready to dock the ship! I will have the rudder with Vivi!  Usopp, get ready with the rope! Chopper help him."

 

"Hai!" They both called moving at her orders as you observed.

 

"Zoro, fix the sails so we can slow down!" Zoro was silent as he moved—the only acknowledgement that he heard and listened. Nami turning her eyes towards the waiting Sanji who told her he's ready for her strict orders. Nami giving a wave of her hand lazily at the words. "Make sure of the supplies we need, Sanji-kun. Both what we need and what we're taking."

 

"Of course, Nami-swan~!" Sanji called sweetly, moving up the stairs to check the kitchen.

 

"Yoshhhh! I can't wait, I'm so hungry I could die!" Luffy said by the railing, smiling as he laughed his signature laugh. Turning towards Nami. "What do I do?"

 

"I wanna know too." You said, appearing beside them as Nami shrieked slightly. Vivi glancing out from around the corner with Carue at the sound, in worry before seeing it was you.

 

"Whaaaa?! Sugoi! How'd you do that (Y/N)?!"

 

You smirked at Luffy.

 

"Practice."

 

"DON'T DO THAT!" Nami yelled before blinking, taking note of your words. "And you don't have to do anything, you're a guest on the ship."

 

"I know but," You shrugged, before moving your arms behind your head and tapping the point of your boot to the floor. "I don't like being a burden. And you guys have been...errr...nice." You faltered slightly, since she did give you this debt. "I can help Luffy if ya want? Just give me something to do."

 

Nami's lips quirked at your words before straightening it, looking between her idiot captain and the...scary(?) ex-marine.

 

"Luffy, give encouragement to everyone as they do what they have to do. You can join him, (Y/N)."

 

You and Luffy both cocked their heads in unison and in frowns.

 

"Ehhh? That's boring." The both of you said before turning towards each other, Nami rolling her eyes before moving to go to the rudder. Calling Vivi with her and Carue inside to the Helm of the ship. Vivi glancing back at you two with a crinkle in between her brows.

 

"Ah, you copied me!" Luffy pointed at your face, making your eyes cross as you looked at it. "Shishishishi! How'd ya know what I was gonna say?"

 

You slightly pushed his finger away from your face, giving him a playful smirk. Luffy away from the railing as he stood in front of you, you moving your arms to your hips as you leaned forward.

 

"How do you know that I'm not just a mind reader?"

 

Luffy's eyes sparkled.

 

"You're a mind reader and a wolf?!"

 

"Pfft! Thought we cleared up I'm not an actual wolf?"

 

"Quick! What am I thinking?"

 

"Hmmm," You put a hand to your chin in thought, remembering what Luffy said as well as Sanji's glance earlier as he called some people idiots. "Food?"

 

"Nope!" Luffy grinned widely. "I'm thinking of meat!"

 

"Hey!" You pointed exaggeratedly at Luffy, your finger at his face this time. He looked at it cross eyed. "Meat is food you know! I was right!"

 

He uncrossed his eyes to stare straight at you, warmth seeming to engulf you as you stared.

 

"No, you were supposed to say meat!" Luffy than narrowed his eyes at you suspiciously. "Hey, you weren't lying about being a mind reader right? You would've known what I thought if you were! Are you like Usopp?"

 

"Wha—look," You starting making gestures with your hands, waving back and forth and sometimes using your pointer finger this way and that. "I knew you were hungry so I knew you wanted food. Which means you must've been thinking about food cause you really want to land to eat. I sensed you were thinking about food, and meat is food, so I was right!"

 

You ended with your pointer finger back in his face with a confident grin, your other hand to your hip as Luffy stared blankly with his arms to the side.

 

Silence reigned for a moment.

 

"Ah," Luffy put a pinky up his nose casually. "Mystery power than."

 

"...WHAT?!" You gave him a slight whack to the head, making his head lower. "What does that mean?!"

 

"Hey!" Luffy grabbed you with a childish glare. "Didn't you say mystery power?!" He bonked his head with yours, making one of your eyes close at how hard headed he was too.

 

"Ow! Why—you're touching me with the finger you put up your nose!" You moved to grab him by the neck, putting him in a head lock before he kicked feet off the ground, the momentum of his body that you were holding making the both of you fall to the ground. The both of you rolling and wrestling on the ground with childish shouts and playful whacks, yelling about mystery powers or boogers or this and that. You pulling his cheeks and him pinching your arm as he yelled that you're heavy and you yelling angrily at him if he's calling you fat.

 

"My, she's like Luffy..." Nami commented when she poked her head out before heading back in. Her hand to the whipstaff of the ship, letting Vivi back up from her position and moving to sit. The Princess looking through the windows as she spotted you and Luffy starting to run. "Guess that's why she feels like that."

 

Vivi blinked, Carue tilting his head as Sanji made his list in the background. His lips in a relaxed smile.

 

"Ah? Like what?"

 

Nami hummed, putting her index finger to her chin in thought before shrugging.

 

"I don't know. Either way, she seems alright. Right, Sanji-kun?"

 

"Hai, Hai, Nami-swan!" Sanji called back quickly with his love tornado before turning back to the list. "(Y/N)'s eyes are true! I can recognize a woman's feelings with her eyes anywhere and anytime!"

 

"You sure that's not something else talking, Sanji-kun?" Nami said suspiciously, Vivi turning towards Nami with a gasp and flush.

 

"Nami!" Nami looked at her slyly as Sanji said defensively with some stuttering that he doesn't think with anything else. "Ah...I guess I was asking...cause she kinda feels familiar..."

 

Nami slightly frowned in thought before looking at her worried friend.

 

"She said she's been here countless times. Maybe you've seen or heard of her each time she came."

 

"Ah, she did say that," Vivi realized. "Maybe I should ask her if she knows something about Crocodile..."

 

"Guess you just have to ask when we come back with the supplies," Nami said, her eyes turning towards where they're going. "Now let's land!"

 

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"I think we passed it," You stated the obvious with crossed arms with Luffy next to you doing the same, the both of you staring at the large desert before them. "Maybe that ride holding onto your shirt was a bad idea..."

 

Luffy's eyes squinted, staring from side to side before turning back towards you with a laugh.

 

"You're weird (Y/N)! Didn't you say to follow you? Where's the food—ow!" Luffy's head was down as you held your hand atop his hat, making it go lower further when you pressed. "What are you doing?! Ahhhhh...all this yelling is making me more hungry..."

 

"I told you to follow me but you just ran off! I grabbed you so you could stop but I didn't expect you to go that fast." You snorted at the thought and speed of how they went right when they reached Nanohana and passed it completely. The poor crew must be worried. You let go of his head before you turned towards back into the direction of where they came. "It was fun though...come on. Let's find you some food, Luffy. We came from this way—"

 

"That way?!"

 

Before you could stop him, Luffy grabbed you with his rubber arm and sprinted. Him going into a random direction and you trying to stop him. But it was hard due to you laughing at the feeling like you were on a ride. Luffy looking at you weirdly and saying you're horrible at directions, with you replying—or trying to in between laughs—that he's horrible at getting them.  The both of you eventually stopping into this odd looking shack, Luffy noticing that there's smoke coming from the small shack so maybe they're making food. Your brows furrowed as Luffy dropped you, you being able to easily stay on your feet as the both of you drew closer to it.

 

Your eyes turned towards the large knapsacks on the left side of the house just as Luffy turned towards it, hoping it's good as he opened it.

 

Your eyes honed in, spotting the green powder.

 

"That's..." you muttered in surprise, Luffy looking at it oddly and putting his finger in it. "Luffy! Don't taste it! It's nasty!"

 

"Eh?" Luffy turned towards you, you behind him as your eyes turned towards the shack. Sensing someone was there. "You're probably just picky, it can't be that bad."

 

Your head turned towards him again, putting a hand out to try to stop him but it was too late. He spat it out exaggeratedly, you couldn't help but laugh at the face he made and his comments that it was poison.

 

"We need to get rid of this! It can kill somebody (Y/N)!"

 

"Pfft, and how do you suggest we do that—what are you doing?!" You stopped Luffy from putting all the sacks together and throwing them into the fire pit by grabbing his shoulder. "Luffy, this is Dance Powder! It's bad for the land!"

 

Luffy's brows furrowed as he stopped, looking down at the bags in confusion.

 

"Eh? Dance Powder? That's what this nasty stuff is called?" Luffy stuck out his tongue in heavy disgust. "Bleh. It's bad for people's mouths too."

 

You nodded, your eyes on the green powder as you clenched your jaw.

 

"I...I saw this used before here." You began, Luffy turning his head back towards you, eyes blank as you continued as you looked to the direction of the capitol. "It was...I don't know, two or three years ago that they found a wagon full of this in Aluburna. People blamed the king for it, cause it makes it rain only in one spot while the rest of the country suffers. I knew it was weird...I just thought—ACK!"

 

Your eyes bulged as Luffy put all the bags in the fire pit.

 

"Sounds pretty bad. Let's get rid of it than."

 

"Luffy! This makes the dance powder work!"

 

"Eh?" Luffy had a question mark appear above his head as he thought hard. "That doesn't make any sense. I'm making it go away by burning it so no one touches it!"

 

Thunder rolled overhead and rain started to fall over both of you. Luffy's hat dropping from the weight and force of the fake rain, your own hat managing to hold on strong as it kept most of your face dry as the rest grew soaked. You sighed.

 

"Ah well. What's done is done. We just question the guy in the shack now."

 

"There's a guy in the shack?! Do you think he has food?!" Luffy's mouth started to drool at the thought.

 

The door quickly opening, revealing a stout man with a sabre as he yelled in shock. Your eyes on the man and his weapon as you crossed your arms. Luffy blinking at the man.

 

"You burned my powder!" The man looked at all the bags that he had that have turned into mere dust. "You—gwah!" Immediately when he turned his weapon to Luffy, Luffy knocked him upside the head. The sight made you smirk, releasing an amused chuckle at the sunny storm's antics as the man and Luffy did a back and forth. The tension seeming to dissipate immediately when the man said it was his dream with all this. You spotted Luffy's face take into a surprised and apologetic note.

 

"Ah? This was your dream?" Luffy turned towards the bags that are now ash thoughtfully, and serious you noted. You rising a curious brow when Luffy did a half bow to the suspicious man. "I'm sorry. I didn't know."

 

Your jaw loosened before you flared your senses more, feeling the sunny storm deeper. Your buster sword shining in the light behind you, as your katana on your hip—Karasu—perked up a bit.

 

A man of dreams.

 

Your eyes glowed as you looked and appraised the boy once more, your gut rising in confidence as you stared at Luffy who was bowing at the man in apology who just attacked him. You not interrupting the man as he said rudely apologies does nothing, although in other circumstance you would've hit him but you wanted to see.

 

"Ahh, well. You can always try again right? Just gather it up again to do it?" Luffy suggested with a hand to his head, speaking words of encouragement although it would seem like dismissal to others. But no. Luffy believes that if this is this man's dreams, he shall get up and do it again.

 

You decided to go a little deeper.

 

The storm that overtakes and drops pieces of sun. A man of dreams. Will bow but not be broken. Sea lover.

 

Your eyes widened before calming, your smirk turning into a wide proud grin as you thought, Well, look what you found Shanks. You...Luffy is...

 

You stepped up toward the two, the stout man seeming to realize there was another person there as he shouted in shock.

 

"Ah?! Did you help him?! I'll—" Luffy bonked him in the end, face expressionless as he did so.

 

"Geez, old man. You're a loud weirdo too. That's just (Y/N). She didn't do anything."

 

You stepped up to the two of them, smiling in thanks to Luffy which he returned with a large grin that overtook his face before you turned towards the stout man. Your smile sharpening to a smirk as your cap shadowed your face slightly. The man froze as he looked up at you, your head tilted down at him.

 

"So, where'd ya get this huh?" You asked, tone light but holding a quality that the man recognized as a threat as his body broke in cold sweat. "You must have quite a good supplier yeah? You had a lot of bags..."

 

"I—look, I—I don't—please don't tell anyone about this!" The man pleaded, moving his legs underneath him as he kneeled to you and Luffy. "I'm going—they'll put me in jail for the rest of my life—! Please don't tell anyone! I'll do anything!"

 

You and Luffy paused, looking at each other, before a feral smile appeared on Luffy's face while a smug smirk appeared on yours.

 

"Feed me!"

 

"That," You agreed, leaning your upper body towards the man as you smirked with your shadowed face due to your cap made your (e/c) eyes shine. "And tell me who gave that to you!"

 

"Feed me!" Luffy repeated, his hands in the air and the man stared dumbly at the boy before turning towards you in question.

 

You rose a brow at him, frowning slightly as you placed a hand on Luffy's head and rubbed it. All with a serious expression.

 

"Yeah, feed him first. Duh. Can't you tell he's hungry?"

 

"Yeah, weirdo!"

 

"Pfft, he is pretty weird huh?" The both of you laughed and the man now stared both of you dumbly with a sweatdrop, wondering what kind of intimidators you guys are.

 

He quickly went inside the shack and gave Luffy a bento box of onigiri before turning towards you and stating he got all the stash from an agent of Baroque Works. Your eyes slitted at the name, remembering your suspicion from some time ago about them being so close to Alabasta and their numbers seeming to rise rapidly. You internally frowned, not knowing how to feel at how well hidden all this was from you. Either anger or impressed. Either way, you're going to have to talk to Crocodile but first...

 

Both you and Luffy turned towards the man, Luffy already eating an onigiri as the man called out towards them. Thanking them that they won't tell on him to the World Government.

 

"Ah," you grinned cheekily at him. "Didn't we say?"

 

"Can't do that anyways," Luffy grinned around his onigiri, rice all over his mouth. "I'm a pirate!"

 

The both of you turned back to head straight forward back to Nanohana, the man's jaw dropping onto the ground as he realizes he's just been tricked. You walked forward for a bit, Luffy already finished with his food and having his tongue out from the heat as he held onto a large stick he grabbed from the ground and using it as a makeshift cane. You weren't any better, you were sweating from the sweltering heat that always greeted you in this country. A fun and interesting country it may be, with its interesting food and customs, but the weather was sure horrible. You weren't really thinking much about that though.

 

You glanced at the panting Luffy, him trying to keep pace with you as he complained about how starving he was and how hot it is and if you're sure we're going the right way.

 

You slightly frowned. Worry starting to form small in your chest.

 

"Say, Luffy." He made a sound that could be taken as acknowledgment or a dying bird, either way, you kept going. "Back in the ship, you guys didn't seem to mind to help save Vivi's country. I can see you guys are friends, anyone could. None of you seemed to mind what I said. So...what exactly are you gonna do? Are you gonna stop the war?"

 

"Bleh..." Luffy panted, his tongue seeming to loll more out of his mouth as he answered, the both of you continuing to walk. "I don't know what Vivi is gonna do, but I'm gonna kick Crocodile's ass!"

 

You turned your head towards him now, searching as the storm moved.

 

"How? He's a Warlord, ya know. He's pretty strong. You're not scared?"

 

"Who cares?" You blinked at how casual he sounded, as he panted between words. "I'll beat that guy so hard, he'll regret making Vivi feel that stuff!" Luffy continued to stare straight ahead, not seeming to realize how his words affected you. How the storm gathered and ready for rage. "He deserves it! He should be the one scared, he won't see my Gomu Gomu no Pistol at all I bet. He probably looks stupid too. A stupid gator man."

 

You snorted and started laughing at that, putting a hand on Luffy's shoulder as he complained lightly that you're heavy and you're making him more hot like that.

 

Maybe you'll wake up with this kid, Crocy. You thought in between laughs, your confidence growing. Not only in Luffy, but that they should be the ones to finish this. They promised the Princess after all. But maybe you can give him a little push...not that much. A king does not need assistance to rule.

 

"Make sure you keep water on ya when you guys fight than." Luffy turned towards you, giving you a blank look as his tongue moved slightly out his mouth from the turn. You smirked knowingly. "You know. If ya need to take a water break."

 

"...you're kinda weird, (Y/N)." Your smirk widened at that, your cheeks pinching at the movement. Luffy turned back straight ahead and his eyes widened. "Ah! It's over there! Let's go!"

 

"Wait!"

 

Luffy sped off, leaving you to dust.

 

You scratched your head with a pondering frown. You looked to the right, where you spotted the docks of Nanohana were.

 

"...I'll just meet you there, I guess." You released a slight smile before moving to use the moves you learned from your time as a marine, using Geppo and Soryu quickly to arrive at Nanohana. A mix of kicking your legs too fast for someone to see in the air, and moving in a speed even faster than that. You arrived within the town, continuing towards the ship as your senses suddenly pricked.

 

Steady.

 

A burn of a wick.

 

Your eyes strayed back as you ran, spotting the clash of power of both smoke and fire. Your lips lifting up brightly. They're both here huh? You moved and continued, eventually over the ship, noticing the other Straw Hats have arrived as they glanced around.

 

"Say..." Sanji started, glancing around.

 

"I feel like..." Usopp said with a hand under his chin.

 

"We're short a person—" Zoro stated before you popped up behind him on the moving ship as you landed with a 'Yo!' The Straw Hats all falling over in surprise and turning towards you as you laughed at how scared they looked.

 

"YOU'RE DOING THIS ON PURPOSE!" They all yelled at once as you laughed lightly at their angry sharp expressions as they made a chopping motion with their hands, scratching the back of your head.

 

"Ah, did you happen to see Luffy?" Nami questioned, sobering quickly as she looked behind you as if to find the captain there.

 

"Didn't you leave with him?" Usopp questioned, confused.

 

"He left you, huh?" Zoro guessed, crossing his arms. "He does that."

 

"Heh, yeah. He got excited to eat some real food." You agree.

 

"That idiot!" Sanji cursed, one hand clenched into a fist in front of his chest. Seeming to itch to want to punch someone. You're guessing Luffy. "How dare he leave a beautiful woman alone in this large town?!"

 

"Mah, it's okay." You waved his anger off as you stepped up to the railings of the ship and leaning to look back at the town. "It's not like—oh, I think I see him!"

 

The Straw Hats leaned on the railing, all their heads comically leaning forward. Different heads and features appearing as they searched for what you were talking about before they all blanched. Spotting Luffy being chased by marines.

 

"That idiot!" They all called out, then all blinking as Luffy stretched his arm and touched the railing they were on. "Ah—"

 

"Here I come guys~!"

 

You quickly backed off as Luffy barreled towards the crew, then managing to back off far enough to not get a direct hit but the wind from the force of him basically whipping body over here was still felt. Them all yelling and giving their own reactions at his move as you observed from behind them, laughing at some of their reactions. Them moving onto who exactly that man with the fire was, and if he actually has a brother. Luffy confirming with a cheerful yes, saying his name was Ace as he leaned against the railing of the ship with his crew around him. Who were now in Alabasta garb you noticed.

 

You didn't make a surprised expression, instead an idea springing forth as you stepped closer to Luffy.

 

"Luffy, why don't you share some embarrassing stories about your brother? Since I've met Ace, the only person he talks about is you."

 

Luffy widened his eyes as the crew looked over at you in surprise.

 

"You know Ace too?!" Luffy exclaimed as Usopp muttered that the famous Silver Blood seems to know everyone in the high seas. Recalling how you stated Mihawk being your master. You hummed in confirmation as you repeated your question. Wanting to know something about Ace when he was young that he may have kept hidden. The bugger probably did.

 

"Ah, when Ace was little, he always blushed when he was near a girl—!" Luffy was cut off by a kick to the head by the man himself who had a mild scowl on his face.

 

"What were you going to say, Luffy?" Ace said as he looked down at the Straw Hat who held his head in pain as he called his brother's name in surprise. You chuckled in amusement at the exchange. When Ace was done with his introduction to the Straw Hats, you walked towards him as he continued to squat on top of the railing.

 

"Ace." You greeted with your eyes hidden behind your Marine cap. A sharp grin was on Ace's face, as he gave his own greeting.

 

"(Y/N)."

 

The Straw Hats looked on in confusion as a nervous sweat came down all of their backs. The aura around the two powerful and infamous pirates was...odd.

 

I-I thought she said they were friends! Usopp, along with Chopper, thought.

 

They then spotted you move your arm slowly up, almost calculative, as Ace followed suit.

 

W-wha?! Are they going to attack each other with their fists?! They all thought with horror except for Luffy who looked on with a tilted head.

 

A sudden grin broke out of the two of you, as both of your fists fist bumped each other.

 

"Nice to see you Ace! What are you doing all the way here in the Grand Line? Hope you're not causing trouble." You said with a small laugh, your eyes taking in your loveable friend that has freckles. Ace gave his own laugh as he pulled back his arm with a familiar grin. "You always do when you're by yourself!"

 

"Causing trouble? You should eat your own words (Y/N)! You got a lot of nerve. You haven't been drinking since the last time we've met yeah?" He replied, causing your eyebrows to furrow with mock irritation as you began to talk with another with an easy atmosphere. Not noticing the fallen Straw Hats that were on the floor.

 

"The-they were friends all along?!" Usopp yelled out.

 

"That presence...what was that just now?" Zoro muttered to himself as he looked between the second commander of Whitebeard and the infamous ex-marine Silver Blood.

 

The two of you stopped chattering when the both of you spotted a fleet of ships coming near the Straw Hats.

 

"Ah, it's Baroque Works! The Billions Fleet!" Vivi yelled out as the rest of the crew glanced at the number of huge ships.

 

You glanced at Ace as he glanced back, competitive grins on your faces. "Since they're small fry, we'll decide it this way. Cool with you (Y/N)?" You nodded as the both of you held your fists out.

 

"Rock! Paper! Scissors!"

 

"I win again! Maybe they should give you another title besides Silver Blood. Maybe 'Loser." Ace exclaimed as he held his 'scissors' and cut the air mockingly while you stared at your open palm in mild annoyance.

 

"Pfft, they won't be a challenge anyways. Just go 'Cocky Fist'." You replied with an irritated mutter, putting your hands into your black jean shorts pockets as you tapped the point of your boot to match your irritation.

 

"Awwww, don't be like that (Y/N)!" Ace teased, mocking as he put a hand to your shoulder. "Maybe stop playing rock, paper, scissors to make a deal?"

 

You grumbled as he laughed, you pushing him off you as you told him to just go already before you handle the ships for him. Ace giving a mock two finger salute with a cocky grin, him stepping over to his motorized boat below.

 

Usopp fell down at the ridiculous exchange, as the others sweat dropped while Luffy just laughed.

 

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Edited: 02/04/21

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Fanart Corner

Notes:

Gonna keep editing guys. I really missed a lot of chances with everyone here and I need to rectify that before we move on. Enjoy!

 

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**Karasu(Raven): your noticeably smaller and total black sword that is on your hip. You can imagine whatever sword you want, but perhaps the Chokuto sword will fit. Like Sasuke's sword from Naruto Shippuden.

 

This is where there's a slight change from the plot of One Piece. But this is a Fanfiction, so I CAN do this.

 

And yup~. You first met Ace when he had his crew and was just a rookie who wanted to give his thanks to Shanks. Since, as hinted, you seem to always be by Shanks, it's not unlikely for that to happen.

 

And don't forget, there's a full 21 year gap. Anything could've happened during that time period.

Chapter 4: Smoke, Fire, and Sand

Summary:

A mix of fire and silver.

Current Arc: Alabasta Arc

Notes:

A/N: 12/28/21 Currently Editing Chapters So Expect Sudden Writing Style Changes As You Read

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

It didn't take long for Ace to handle the ships, so they kept sailing to their next destination which was Yuba. This time with Ace.

 

The two of you caught up with the months that you haven't seen each other. Man, you loved the guy. You first met him when he wasn't a part of Whitebeard's crew yet, and he came to search for Shanks. You so happened to be there with the Red-Haired crew(you're always there). And he made an impression and it stuck, the two of you befriended one another when he made a joke with you laughing loudly at it. And replying with your own. He gave a 'D' grin, and continued to spew out jokes. At the end of it, the both of you were both red and gave fistbumps to each other. The Red-Haired and Ace's crew were a little weirded out at the odd exchange, with Shanks being the only one with a soft smile as he looked at the two of you.

 

"Sooooo," Your mouth was wide, teasing as the both of you sat on the right side of the ship by the railings. You elbowing Ace's arm with a glint in your eye as Ace looked down at you with a confused nervous smile as he drank from his mug Sanji provided him and you. The rest of the crew doing their own duties to help with the ship to make sure they will dock once more alright when they reach their destination. "Hope everything is alright with all those ladies in those bars. Broken any more hearts, Ace? That poor girl in Pompano must still be cursing your name to this day."

 

"Ugh. You and that story..." Ace's frown lifted into his own teasing as he poked your head with his two pointer fingers as you slightly scowled. "Not like I'm the one attacking everyone and is a lightweight. What was it again? Oh I remember," Ace's eyes glinted dangerously as your cheeks slightly flushed in embarrassment. "Five of those Happy Melon Balls. How can someone get like that with five of those tiny little things? They're not even that strong!"

 

You slapped his hand away as Ace laughed in your face, tears in his eyes as you looked away. Taking a sip from your mug of water to maybe hide your scowl of embarrassment as Ace dried his tears from his face with the back of his hand.

 

"S-Shut up! Those things were deceptively sweet! Ah man...it was like the chocolates again." Ace rose a brow at those words, him jabbing his hand to your shoulder as he wanted you to tell that story. You jabbing him back but to his stomach, him almost dropping his mug at the ticklish hit.  "I-I'm not telling that! That was embarrassing! Maybe I should just stop eating stuff in bars too... anyways, you been back to Wano? How's that kid you told me about?"

 

"Hiding from the conversation again?" Ace teased as you mock glared, before looking up at the sky in thought. "Tama? I imagine she's waiting for us to come back with Pops, probably doing her best to become a kunoichi. Or maybe trying to figure out a way to just grow up faster."

 

"She sounded like she really took a liking to you."

 

Ace released a soft smile, eyes distant.

 

"Yeah. Hope she's alright...maybe whenever you go to Wano you can say hi to her from me?"

 

You released a smile of your own, bumping both of your shoulders together.

 

"Don't gotta ask that. Of course I will. Maybe I can even hitch a ride with you guys again whenever you go back there." Ace chuckled, but you noticed it sounded slightly off as he gazed into the horizon in front of them as you gazed at him in a frown.

 

You've noticed that Ace has been acting a little odd for awhile. Him furrowing his brows at random times as you or when Luffy was in the conversation and was talking to his brother as well about the crazy adventures the straw hat has seen so far. You noticed it wasn't just from Ace hearing there was a man stuck in a chest either, it was something different. Or seeing Sanji suddenly bringing special drinks to all the women in the ship with his love tornado. Or how Usopp was telling stories(? You can't tell if he's a prophet or an amazing liar that is actually a good storyteller) again to Chopper about his adventures of an island that is built in pieces one can make as Chopper loudly gasped and cheered as you and Ace shared a knowing glance. Or when Zoro got confused the storage was the kitchen somehow, you were with the Straw Hats on how exactly that can happen when he lives here. You would say Nami was alright, but you have a debt for reasons that doesn't make any sense. You think Vivi and the duck are the only normal ones in the crew, but that's not here or there. Your friend is smiling weirdly.

 

"Say," Ace turned his eyes towards your serious tone as you stared at the moving blue in front. "What you said...after you defeated those Billions. When you said you were chasing an old crew mate for breaking a rule...did you...did they really kill a crew member? You wouldn't tell the others that for no reason. Not unless you meant it?"

 

You felt Ace continue to look at you for a few moments. He released a heavy sigh, tired and sad mixed in that showcased burden. You turned your gaze towards him under your cap, seeing Ace's expression twisted as he looked down.

 

"It's...it's true."

 

Your frown deepened.

 

"Who?"

 

Ace laughed, a broken sad thing that made your stomach churn.

 

"Who did it or who died?" At your silence, Ace gently laid his head on the railings, his crossed arms cushioning it as he lazily held the mug. Hiding his face from you. "...it just happened. It...just...it came out nowhere. One moment we were just celebrating from this jungle type island. When we all came back together. Like...what we always tend to do...when someone..." you spotted Ace clench his fingers around his mug just how you sensed the low spark turn into hellfire. "Thatch died." Your eyes widened and your jaw slackened as Ace continued and you could feel his devil fruit wanting to go free cause it just burned. "Blackbeard did it, you don't know him. You never saw him or met I don't think. Glad you didn't...that...that...traitorous bastard."

 

You thought of the man with the pompadour hair, odd shape you always thought. It reminded you of a sausage which you always called him. He would laugh good-naturedly and shrug it off, even if his crew would bark out laughs. Ace crying in the background with Marco teasing being added.  Since you've started running into them about two years ago when Ace joined, Thatch would make your favorite food without asking when Ace introduced you to everyone. He was charming, you remembered. In the way that he could take a joke easily and also release them when it came to Marco's pineapple head. If it wasn't Marco that would grab you and Ace from the bar due to your antics or out and about in an island, it was Thatch. He would wonder how you could ever have been a marine in the first place while saying that he has a reckless crewmate to Ace as he held both of you by the scruff of your necks when Ace wore his shirt.

 

You didn't know much. But you knew those things. The fact you knew made you want to act.

 

"No, (Y/N)." Ace lifted his head and turned towards you, his cheek still on his arms.

 

You scowled as you closed your mouth.

 

"You don't know what I was gonna say."

 

"I know enough." He lifted his head fully and turned his back towards the sea, leaning his back against the railings as he chugged the ale in his mug until it was gone. He wiped some excess on his chin with the back of his hand as he looked ahead. "This isn't something that involves you," you bristled but Ace continued, eyes cutting towards yours as the hellfire calmed into a determined blaze. "The man who did it was under my command. I have to handle it and handle it alone. This...isn't something that I can accept help. It's my responsibility."

 

"...I'm guessing Whitebeard accepted it than." Ace frowned at that and your jaw tightened. "Whitebeard didn't like it, huh? Ace, you can't just—"

 

"I have to do it!" You shut your mouth, blinking at Ace's outburst as he turned his whole body towards you. His face lowered but you can spot how his shoulders hunched and how wide his stance was. It looked...like he was carrying something heavy. "I have to, (Y/N). You...you do things alone too don't you? You...out of everyone...you must understand."

 

You bit your lip and looked away. Your throat seeming to tighten.

 

You understood. But he should understand something too.

 

"Hey," you called, moving from your spot when your put your mug onto the floor and putting your left hand onto Ace's bare shoulder. When his head lifted, you gave him a smile you didn't really feel but your eyes were fond. "You know I always have your back right?"

 

Ace seemed to stare at your expression before giving his own smile that looked weary.

 

"I know."

 

You lifted your right hand and formed a fist, Ace forming his own into one and bumping yours. And both your smiles turned real at the movement.

 

You distantly heard a stretching noise and a sense of storm in need of fire, when Luffy basically landed on top of Ace making Ace drop his thankfully empty cup and get squished to the floor.

 

"ACEEEEEE! Tell me more about what you've been doing!" Luffy stated as he basically laid on his brother's back with Ace's face to the floor, his hand seeming to twitch.

 

"Mfgh uff megh woulfy!" He seemed to say, you don't know. You were too busy laughing at him as Luffy cocked his head in confusion.

 

"I don't get what you're saying. I only understand English, Ace. Oh! Did you learn a new language?!" Ace lifted his head so quick that he head butted Luffy making the straw hat yelp with Ace calling his brother an idiot. They started to bicker about this or that so you decided to take your leave to give them the space they need as family, you passing by Usopp and Chopper with a smile as storytelling continued to occur and Zoro who was napping by the storage door. You were going to head up stairs to the kitchen only to see Vivi pop up behind where the tangerine tree was and nervously ask you if she could talk to you. You rose a brow but accepted, her leading you to the back of the ship where no one was except for the two of you.

 

Nami must be in the kitchen, you thought as you leaned against the railings but towards the Princess who seemed...nervous? Perhaps not nervous, perhaps it was stress? Which given to what's happening, who can blame her. All you saw was that as she stood in front of you, she seemed to want to distract herself by clenching her dancer girl outfit skirt, perhaps wishing her duck was there instead but she sent Carue away to give the king a message.  Ah man...if she asks me directly about this whole thing, I'm gonna have to say. Oh well.

 

"I...Can you possibly tell me more about Alabasta?" You blinked, Vivi seeming to catch onto your confusion and goes to correct herself. "I—well, you said you've been here countless times. And you said you've been seeing odd things during your time here...I haven't...with me trying to be undercover in Baroque Works—" your eyes widened at that, your mind going crazy at the revelation and thoughts of what you've seen and suspected rushing through your brain, "—for the past two years to try to see who was doing this to my country, I haven't been able to really see anything yet. Besides what's already happened. I guess..." Vivi's earnest eyes met yours for the first time, and your heart did an odd thing at the sight. Conflicted. "Do you have anything you could tell me?"

 

A few seconds passed before you gave a heavy sigh, looking away as you scratched the back of your head.

 

"Where to start? But first," you looked up at her once more, "How old are you?"

 

Vivi blinked before answering, "I'm 16."

 

You bit the inside of your cheek, looking down as you muttered, "So 14 when you left, huh..." You looked up once more, you giving the Princess a calm smile and her seeming to relax at the sight of it. "I'll tell you what I've seen. How about that?"

 

At Vivi's nod and you motioning for both of you to sit, you decided to tell her your suspicions throughout the years. About the use of dance powder that was said to be used by the king yet the people made it seem he was a good one but you weren't sure since royals can be quite cruel in your experience. How you questioned in the first place how a Warlord or why a Warlord seemed to act with invaders. About comments here and there about a rebellion from the citizens. About the organization Baroque Works being brought up, or rather you accidentally finding something odd. You told her all this, but left out the relationship you had with Crocodile.

 

It was...it would be too complicated to explain. You won't even know how to properly explain it. It was just that odd about the two of you seemed...cordial? Is that the word to say? You don't know. The man is a grump but you don't mind it much anymore. You guess cordial is the word.

 

Vivi took everything in, making comments here and there about how of course that would seem suspicious. You adding onto the fact that since you had no evidence, you couldn't do much in the first place. Baseless accusations is not something you like to do, although...you do have your moments...

 

Vivi nodded, smiling at you in satisfaction and more at ease than she was previously with you, you noticed. Her shoulders less tense and her smile less stiff.

 

Guess she must've remembered something that pertained to you and Crocodile. Ah man. This man is seriously complicating things!

 

But I want to see if the tempest can pick up some wind, you thought, calming yourself as Vivi talked.

 

"Thank you! That really helped! Are you gonna...what are you gonna do when we land on the ship?" You tilted your head and Vivi moved to explain further. "We're heading to Yuba to meet the rebels. I know Luffy's brother is trying to find his hint he needs in Yuba to find his ex crewmate but...what are you gonna do?"

 

"I thought you guys were gonna go directly to Crocodile?" You questioned, remembering Luffy's words. Vivi shook her head as your brows furrowed, her answering that trying to stop the war by talking first is the way. Your brows only furrowed more at that, revealing to you despite the girl leaving at fourteen to help her country and probably has seen and experienced things, it is not enough to change this odd viewpoint of hers. Sweet. But hopelessly innocent. Either way, Yuba is close to Rainbase from what you remember before you started to mainly go to Nanohana, Aluburna, and Rainbase in your visits, so if there's a change of plans, it will work. You decided to just move on from that, as you looked to the side, spotting the shore where they'll land as Nami starting giving orders to prepare. "As for what I'm going to do...I'm going to follow up on one of my suspicions. See what I can do with that. Probably meet my Nakama too if I can."

 

Vivi smiled softly at you.

 

"The marine right? It's nice to have friends no matter what label they have it seems."

 

You looked at the Princess in a ship of pirates, seeming to be apart of the crew like she's meant to be there and gave a half-grin.

 

"It sure is!"

 

Yuba was closing in, then taking the only route to land using the Sandora River that splits the country from Rainbase and Aluburna. Luffy exclaiming once more that he will kick Crocodile's ass with Vivi reiterating to everyone, you by Ace and Zoro leaning on the lower deck by the stairs—that she does not wish for any more blood. Zoro stating if she truly thinks seven hundred thousand people will stop if she asked nicely, and you're glad the swordsman asked cause if he didn't, you felt like your big mouth would've asked. The Princess was sweet, but she truly did not understand conflict. You can imagine others you know would make a colder analysis and most likely would not be far off from the truth. Either way, with one more declaration to all on board that they could stop this senseless violence and she will not let Baroque Works win, you felt the Straw Hats determination and understanding fuse.

 

Luffy made an odd blank expression before he smiled good-naturedly at Vivi saying he understood. You have a sense that he meant he understood her feelings more than her reasoning. And with a shared glance between you and Ace, you felt like he was on the same boat.

 

The crew did the final preparations, Vivi and Nami putting on more appropriate clothes for the desert at the transgression and despair of Sanji. You think he might've started crying a river if Zoro didn't ask him snidely if he didn't have anything better to do than just ogle. Sanji seeming to snap up from his depressed form on the floor and about to pummel the green hair before Vivi calmed them down.

 

The kindness of the Straw Hats seemed great, for they let you use another appropriate attire for Alabasta. Nami handing it to you with a sly smile and saying she was gonna charge you one thousand for it. You quickly pushed it back into her hands at that, before Vivi said you should really use it lest your skin will get ruined.

 

"Man...I've been out here without those clothes before." You do recall being unable to move correctly, your skin feeling like it was on fire. Especially your exposed legs due to your knee high shorts. You needed a special salve for it to be fixed. You distantly recall Crocodile looking at you as if you had no survival skills or knowledge whatsoever. You internally scowled at the memory. "It's not that hot. I'm sure I can handle it. I think I've gotten used to it."

 

"Bullshit." Ace called out, in his own Alabasta garb, a smirk on his face. "You're just being stubborn again. And you call me an idiot."

 

"What'd ya say?!" You moved towards him and grabbed his cheek, him quickly doing the same. Both of you stretching another's cheeks so far tears started to gather in both your eyes. "Ufh an idieofgh, Acuh!"

 

"Nugh, you are!"

 

The crew stared in a deadpan as Luffy laughed to himself at how Ace's cheeks can go far like his own, a collected thought in their minds.

 

The monsters are weirdos.

 

Eventually the both of you released each other, rubbing your cheeks as you begrudgingly grabbed the robe from Nami when Vivi once again said it was best to you with her sweet smile and worried eyes as you felt a noble's concern over a country in your senses. It was a robe similar to Luffy's but gray in color with one black line going down the sleeves from the shoulders. It sort of fit really, you thought as you put it on. The crew landed and after the Kung Fu Dugongs were calmed, you outwardly recalled the time time you surfed on some to the astonishment of Chopper and Usopp, you announced to everyone this was where they would part ways for now.

 

The crew gave you various degrees of odd looks, outside of Vivi who you told your plans already.

 

"Eh? Where are you going than?" Usopp questioned.

 

Luffy gasped, his eyes seeming to sparkle as he looked at you excitedly.

 

"Are you going to surf on the seal guys?!"

 

Nami and Usopp lightly bumped their captain in the head, a resolute no on their lips as they looked back up at you. Only to see you had a thoughtful look on your face.

 

"Now that you mention it..."

 

"HE WAS RIGHT?!" Nami, Chopper, and Usopp seemed to yell in disbelief at you, only making you laugh as you had a hand in the back of your head.

 

"Nah. I'm going to check on something real quick while you guys try to head over there." Your eyes turned towards southwest from where they were on the sand, (e/c) narrowing slightly. "I wanna see Smokey too."

 

"What?!" Chopper exclaimed, confused. "But...you're not scared of getting caught?"

 

You smirked down at the reindeer but Luffy just picked his nose with a pinky.

 

"Ah. Okay. Let's go guys." The crew looked at the captain in confusion, Luffy flicking the treasure he found off his finger casually as he looked at you, expressionless. "(Y/N)'s strong. She can do what she wants."

 

Ace nodded at his brother with a grin.

 

"You bet she is."

 

You looked at the others who were still hesitant and gave them a confident smirk.

 

"How about this? I'll see if we can meet at Rainbase than." They blinked at your suggestion, Vivi seeming to catch on immediately as you continued. "That's where Crocodile is. If Yuba doesn't work out, I can see what I can do straight at the source."

 

You're not sure what you'll do but whatever to calm them.

 

Zoro closed his eyes and nodded, turning his back.

 

"You guys should stop worrying. She didn't get her reputation for nothing. There's a reason behind them."

 

At the reminder, they nodded and left you in a wave except Ace who you fist bumped. Since you're not sure you'll see him again. You quietly reminded him what you said and Ace gave a thankful expression before waving you off to join the Straw Hats as they headed straight into the direction of Yuba once they passed Erumalu. You watching them with crossed arms, the gray robe upon your form as it slightly billowed until you didn't see them anymore.

 

Your eyes shadowed under your cap as you faced southwest once more, to where Spider's Cafe was held. Kuroi ten'nosabaki glinting at the sun as Karasu followed suit in a thrum in its black scabbard, ready.

 

Let's see what excuse you'll say now.

 

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Vivi suddenly gasped once they walked quite a ways away from the Going Merry and yourself, passing Erumalu.

 

The crew and Ace looked at her in concern.

 

"I-I remember now...(Y/N)-san...she was—she helped with pirates that would come on Alabasta looking for trouble." At Nami's question of what could be wrong with that, Vivi continued, feeling slightly confused as she looked down. "She...she would sometimes help Crocodile with them."

 

The crew's eyes widened while Ace frowned.

 

"(Y/N) probably just did what she could with the attacks," Ace explained. "That warlord probably just happened to be there. She doesn't really...like the kind of people that's like him."

 

"I-I know," Vivi bit her lip, remembering the information you gave her as everyone stared. "It's just...I suddenly remembered that it seemed to be a thing in this country...but (Y/N)-San told me she was suspicious of what's been happening in my country for awhile and told me them. I guess I'm just confused...?"

 

"It probably means nothing," Zoro said, eyes squinting from the sun despite his turban as he looked over at Vivi. "If she freely gave you information than it's fine."

 

Vivi was still frowning so Luffy cut in.

 

"(Y/N)'s weird but she's nice! She just says weird things..." Luffy seemed to make a face and Vivi decided to let it go, thinking that she must be being ridiculous. You were nice after all.

 

"Y-yeah, you're right. Sorry guys." Ace waved her apology off and the crew did the same, them continuing on their journey to Yuba as they went.

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Three and a half years ago

 

"Stop! DAMN IT! STOP MANDO!" You yelled in distress atop the purple with reddish tones Sandora Lizard as it dashed across the sands, completely in a different direction than what you wanted.

 

The large lizard was just something you saw as a way to travel through the sand easier. It was happenstance that you came upon it about to eat citizens of Alabasta when you first attempted to travel through the Sandora River. You're just glad it became your noble steed that you managed to scare into letting you ride it. The lizard's mate also following suit and complying to your demands and it followed behind the lizard you were in, which you named Mando because it sounded cool and animal like.The other lizard being named Twy. Because why not.

 

You still have yet to show it off to Crocodile, you remembered before shaking your head. The weirdo probably will say something slick. Or demeaning. Or just stare at you with that impassive face of his while silently judging. Or...you remembered the time with the duck and sea cat and you made an odd face.

 

Ugh! Whatever! You'll show him later!

 

Right now you were supposed to visit Yuba to see what it's about but you were completely going the wrong way!

 

"STOP IT!"

 

Mando didn't stop. He only stopped when you spotted a small building that looked like a shack. You squinting to see what it was, concentrated. So concentrated apparently when Mando suddenly stopped, you flying forward due to you not holding his neck tight enough.

 

You quickly corrected yourself with Geppo but you still somehow landed with sand in your face.

 

You lifted your head at Mando, who was pointedly not looking at you as he flicked his tongue nervously. It looked like it was sweating.

 

You sighed, getting up and spitting out sand and walked towards Mando and Twy. Patting both of their legs and asking them to stay until you can figure out a way to go where you want.

 

You walked towards the building and spotted it looked like a restaurant. In the middle of a desert. With no civilization even close by.

 

You frowned in confusion. Reading the name of the building to see it was called Spider's Cafe.

 

"Who builds a cafe that no one can see exists? This is taking hole in a wall to a whole new level..."

 

You opened the door to the cafe either way, a welcoming bell chiming as you did. You looked at the obviously empty cafe, cause who would come here? How do they even make money? It was quaint though, having five tables with two chairs in each and also having a bar. Different drinks and snacks at the cupboards behind the bar in a neat fashion.

 

"I'll be right with you!" A female voice said from the back room, sounding calm and silvery. Also welcoming.

 

You decided to wait by the bar, leaning your arms against it. You're thankful it was cool here too. Your yelling did nothing for the heat you felt, and your skin needed a break. You absentmindedly touched your calf, almost hissing how hot to the touch it was. Maybe you should try to wear Alabasta garb...

 

"Sorry about that," the female voice connected to a body, a woman with dark blue hair pulled back into a ponytail and glasses with a bandana on her head. Her clothes casual, consisting of a plaid blouse and jeans with sandals. Your eyes slightly narrowed when your brain seemed to prick at you. You kept your gaze on her face that was pulled into a customer service smile. "I didn't expect any customers yet so I was just fixing some supplies—."

 

The woman froze, eyes wide as she looked at you.

 

"You...y-you're..."

 

She seemed to connect who you were. And you did the same.

 

Your face formed a dangerous smirk as you cocked your head.

 

"Zala. Or Miss Doublefinger. I don't remember many faces and names with such low bounties but you used to be an assassin before joining Baroque Works, am I right?" You weren't really asking and Zala seemed to know it. Her face seeming to turn blue and lost on what to do. "I found it weird that this place would be in the middle of absolutely nowhere. Unless you were servicing to the scorpions or lizards, you would get no business or no money. But...this must be a place where a person can make a contract right? That's why it's hidden like this." You leaned closer to her from the other side of the bar, her taking a step backwards in response. "Why should I not tell authorities of this or you?"

 

A few beats of silence passed and you noticed the woman was panicking. Sweat going down her temple and her hands seeming to clench on her pants as you stared at her.

 

"I...this...like you said, I'm not an assassin anymore, I'm retired."

 

Tea being poured spilled to the side.

 

Your eyes narrowed behind your cap.

 

"Don't lie to me." Zala's eyes widened behind her glasses, frozen. "I'll just leave and come back with Alabasta's soldiers. Or just take you with me. There's two of those huge lizards outside. Maybe they'll let you ride on them if I ask nicely."

 

Perhaps over excessive but you gotta know.

 

Zala swallowed thickly, taking off her glasses and looked towards you but avoided your gaze.

 

"I'm sorry. That...that was wrong of me. But...you must know I haven't been as involved with the organization. There's not that much news that involve me."

 

You rose an unimpressed brow.

 

"I don't have time to be reading every newspaper the News Coo drops. And you just happened to be an assassin that I remembered. I don't remember every face of every bounty."

 

"A-ah." Zala dropped her gaze down, ego taking a hit at your harsh words. "I...see." Her lips twitched up into a dry smile when she looked back at you, your lone eye under your cap as the rest of it was shadowed as you stared blankly. "I got unlucky it seems. But, an assassin has only so much to do after they quit. I chose the organization that can help sustain me... what else can someone do?"

 

You slightly frowned, lifting your head a tad as the agent continued.

 

"Criminals only have so much to do. You must understand right? This place, although it helps me with getting contracts or orders, I also use it. I..." Zala's eyes turned soft as she looked at her cafe to the tables and seats, "I actually love this cafe."

 

"...Mmm...you're not lying." You realized, Zala turning towards you nervously when you spoke up. "So you actually use this cafe too...and I actually do understand. I'm an outlaw too now. But look—" You lifted yourself with your hands from the bar, both your eyes now showing as Zala stared wide eyed and tense as you leaned towards her. "As long as whatever you're doing doesn't hurt these people in this country, than I'll let you go. Can you say that?"

 

Zala looked unsure for a moment before giving you a strong nod.

 

"I can. I won't hurt this country."

 

You stared at her face, searching. And than your curved up to a smirk once again as you suddenly punched the bar, making the woman jump.

 

"Great! Say, you got anything cold to drink? It's quite hot out there and I think I might die if I go back. That and," your face formed into one of annoyance, "I'm probably gonna get told off again about my sweat filled clothes. Ahhh man...I hope I don't stink. I'll never hear the end of it!" You moved to lift the collar of your shirt and took a sniff as if to check, you grumbling all the while.

 

Zala opened and closed her mouth, trying to understand your change of demeanor and failing.

 

"I-I can give you some juice I have in the back."

 

Your face brightened.

 

"Awesome! Can I have some please? How much is it?"

 

"It's...on the house." Zala replied carefully, at a complete loss. Your brows furrowed.

 

"What? What for?"

 

Zala looked at you in complete disbelief, a sweatdrop coming down her head as she stared at your oblivious face.

 

"...just take it as a token of kindness and a thank you." You seemed to shrug in reply, Zala moving to give you the sweet juice native of the Nectar Cactuses of Alabasta in a cup with a cover and a straw so you can carry it outside. "Here. And thank you again."

 

You waved her off as you sipped, you smiling in delight at the explosion of sweetness and how refreshing it was.

 

"Don't worry about it. Take care! I got a lizard to ride."

 

You left before Zala could ask what that meant. She looked out the window and her eyes bulged as you casually got on the dangerous predators that were the Sandora Lizards, that with one bite it would be over. Your reputation truly was frightening. Zala can't imagine what would've happened if you didn't have a kind heart. She's lucky that you didn't even mention the Warlord that's here. Zala rather have water in her body. But she must inform Miss All Sunday of this, so she can tell Mr. 0 of the close call and what to do next. Hoping to herself that she won't break her word to you in the future.

 

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You stared at the closed sign of the Spiders café, lips twisted in disappointment.

 

Due to your failing of your yells to Mando and Twy, you actually decided to go for the surfing a Dugong idea that Luffy accidentally suggested. You going back and kindly asking five of them if they can take you down river so you were closer to the cafe and not having to trek on foot. After showing off one of your sharp kicks you haven't done in awhile and allowing them to hit you while using Tekkai since it would be unaffected. At their impressed "Kuoooo", five of them volunteered and you sat on them, glad you calculated right that due to your buster swords weight it would need multiple of them to withstand it as you laughed freely at how fast they were going and the cute sounds they were making as they swam in the water. You gave them a grin filled wave in thanks as they swam back to the Going Merry, and trekked until you reached the front entrance of the cafe holding the closed sign.

 

You stared at it. Than looked towards the door. For a moment you contemplated knocking but that's not really your style, so you kicked the door. The door slamming open and surprisingly still having its hinges as you heard a gasp when you walked in. An odd shing sound being made as if a weapon was unsheathed as you looked up, seeing the woman you met those years ago having spikes for fingers as she stared at you pale faced.

 

"Whaaaat...it...issss," You turned towards the slow talking man, as he also looked pale as he sat on the barstool. Having a bowl cut and tall and large with a color scheme of yellow and green. "Silllllveeeer...Bl-"

 

"What are you doing here?! What? Wha! Wh?!" The short stout woman next to him shrieked, her large outrageous hair being the first thing you noticed. "Th-the s-sign said closed to everyone! Everyon'! Every! Eve!"

 

"—ood...how...do...you...know...of—"

 

He was talking way too slow.

 

"I think I wasn't clear last time," You stated to Zala, who retracted her sharpened fingers as she stared at you with fear each step you took forward until you leaned against the bar once more. "Last I checked, thought I heard you weren't gonna hurt the country. But now I just found out about some information. You," you flashed her a dangerous smirk, "You used your love for your cafe as a veil to hide your lies. You got guts, lady."

 

You saw Zala swallow as the two others in the cafe just sat there frozen, the man seeming to give up on talking when your dangerous aura appeared at your words.

 

"I...did not lie. It's my boss that has plans," Your eyes flashed at the mention of Crocodile, who smartly avoided any evidence that he was connected to any of this. Cleverly distracting you as you sensed the tempest move about lazily even if the sea called. "I-I did not know fully...of Mr. 0's plans, no one really did besides Miss All Sunday. You can't really blame me...!"

 

You scoffed.

 

"No need to use that stupid agent name of his. The drama queen just wants to sound cool."

 

At their blank looks you rose a brow.

 

"Y-you know Mr. 0's identity?" The dark blue haired woman asked with wide eyes.

 

"Wh-what?!" The short woman squawked. "How do you know Mr. 0?! Mister! Miss!"

 

You rose both brows now.

 

"You...don't know?" You frowned, looking at the short woman making her freeze as your sharp eyes landed on her. "You guys must be agents too, huh? You guys planning a meeting with all the agents?" At their silence, you took that as a yes. "...I...think I get it. What a smart bastard." You couldn't help but say with a disbelieving laugh. Your plans deciding to change once more from what you were gonna do, you staring back up at Zala who stood ramrod straight. "Tell him this for me than. And it has to be word for word, got it?"

 

Zala gave a hesitant nod and you grinned in deep amusement.

 

"Tell him: Gotta do better than that if you think this is your dream."

 

Zala paled.

 

"I-I can't say that! That's...that sounds disrespectful!"

 

You waved her off casually.

 

"If you say it's from me it'll be fine. I wish I could add something more, but it'll give it away to you guys. Besides, he doesn't shoot the messenger. He likes competence." You explained, putting a hand to your hip as you looked up in thought. "Which you must have. I bet you reported when I first came here, huh? That would explain a lot...although not much at the same time." You scowled up in the ceiling, slight flush coming on your features before you shook it away and looked back at the frozen agents. "Alright. See ya." You turned away from them with crossed arms behind your head.

 

"Wha..."

 

"Eh?!"

 

"Wait!" Zala called to your back, you stopping but not turning around. "You...you're not gonna kill us?"

 

You looked over your shoulder and looked at her oddly.

 

"Didn't I say you need to give him a message? You slow or something?" Zala looked affronted at that, feeling at a loss like the last time you were here. "I got stuff to do. And you need to tell him that. Besides, I'm sure you'll learn a lesson from someone else. Bye."

 

And so you walked out, leaving the three agents bewildered with their hearts pounding and feeling like they just escaped with their lives.

 

"Oh,"You popped your head back in, making all of them jump in surprise and souls come out their bodies.  "Can I get that juice again before I leave? It's hot!"

 

Zala looked at Silver Blood (Y/N) with her glasses askew from the shock of you coming back in, and wondered how many times she will feel her life will end today.

 

She gave you the drink, packing it for you once more so you can travel with it outside with a lid and a straw, and you headed out with a pleased hum. After exiting the cafe and walking a ways away, you looked side to side, trying to decide where you need to go next. 

 

You closed your eyes and flared your Observation Haki, feeling out the energies you knew.

 

Immovable. The reverence of swords.

 

Northeast in the Sandora River.

 

The storm with drops of sun. Sweet stories for a sick girl. A laugh from a simple pinwheel blowing. A declaration under stars. Sakura blossoms. Hands to create. Red. Pride and love for mother's land.

 

South of Yuba.

 

A wind trying to pick up. The feeling when one opens a new book.

 

Rainbase, unsurprisingly.

 

You opened your eyes as you frowned, still feeling out that other energy near Crocodile. It was truly a miracle you've never actually seen that one. Their energy was so...strong to you, you can say. You can't forget when you accidentally went a little too deep, feeling the dislike for sunsets for they look like explosions and a smile frozen and other emotions you didn't expect. Whatever they're doing with Crocodile, they must have their reasons.

 

Everyone has their reasons.

 

Oh well. You're not seeing them yet. You turned towards the Northeast, the sun setting amongst the desert making it look red, pushing your legs as you used Geppo and Soryu as you moved with an excited grin. The gray robe billowing in the wind as you did so.

 

You have Nakama to see.

 

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Within Raindinners Casino, the upper floors

 

Robin walked up to Crocodile behind him as he looked out Rainbase with the tall large panned windows, his large threatening hook holding the curtain up to stare down as he finished up his idle talk of how the desert will always have the stench of death about it. And will always swallow anything whole, Robin added mentally to herself as she stared at the scheming Shichibukai's back with a calm secret smile.

 

"I've just received word that the Billions' ships stationed in Nanohana have all been wiped out by someone..." Deep blue eyes spotted a slight shift of a hook as she continued. "I'm having this verified as we speak."

 

Robin stared as the Shichibukai puffed and blew out his cigar, seeming to be in thought.

 

"You confirmed that Silver Blood left Nanohana?"

 

Robin's smile lifted a tad, eyes glittering in amusement before she smoothly answered.

 

"Yes. She was seen twenty miles south of Nanohana before losing sight of her. After you personally escorted her to the porttown of course."

 

"Careful, Miss All Sunday." The Warlord toned lowly without looking back at her. "I have no patience for your teasing."

 

Robin thought of Silver Blood's scowls, comments, and shouts throughout the years  and controlled her giggle as she closed her eyes gracefully.

 

"Of course. My apologies."

 

"It's of no importance either way. There are plenty of replacements for the Billions. A single drop of water in the desert will be no obstacle for my plan," the Shichibukai stated arrogantly, completely confident in his plan. "If Silver Blood decided to have a tantrum than it won't matter. But if someone else is sniffing around and is trying to get in the way outside of that...crush them."

 

Robin's eyes gleamed at Crocodile's words and their hidden meaning. Nonetheless, she answered with a steady of course and walked off to speak to the agents and make sure they were meeting on time as well as to see who exactly attacked the Billions. Crocodile moving his hook away which casted the room once more in darkness.

 

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When you spotted the Marine ship docked on the shores, southeast of Rainbase and spotted a head of white hair, you did what anybody would've done.

 

You used Soryu to be above the ship and dived straight towards Smoker, tackling him with a hug as you squealed loudly as everyone's only warning. Smoker choked in surprise.

 

"Smokey! Long time no see!"

 

You let go immediately when he swung his weapon at you with a growled out call of your name. Tashigi readied her weapon but was called down by Smoker that he could handle her. You tilted your head.

 

"Ah, still trying to catch up to me SmoBaka?" You scanned his body up and down, as well as his form. Smoker scowled and attacked you, which you easily blocked with Karasu. Your smile widened.

 

"You got stronger. But," you made eye contact with his, "not strong enough." You easily pushed him back as you landed a few feet away, you then being suddenly surrounded by marines with guns pointed at you as you stood in the lower deck of the Marine ship. You glanced at them, but your eyes immediately went to Smoker who still had that scowl on his face. You bit your lip as you saw Smoker's hands clenched tightly around his weapon and saw his eyes filled with anger and impatience.

 

"Silver Blood! Don't treat Captain Smoker that way!" Tashigi yelled at you with tight fists as she glared at you.

 

"She won't listen, Sergeant Tashigi. And I'm fine. It's really nothing." Smoker replied, Tashigi looking at him with a slight frown. Her hands still tight around her sword, Autumn Rain.

 

Prove to the sword one can stand.

 

You gave a small smile at the young woman.

 

"Sergeant huh? Well done Tashigi, I was wondering when you would become one. You're good with the way of the sword." You complimented the young woman, who was taken aback and blushed, feeling flattered and gave a small "Thank you" in reply.

 

"No problem! And you wanna see Karasu right? Do you wanna—" you jumped in the air, as the marines that were aimed at you shot their guns. You landed on the upper deck of the ship now by the wheel with a pout on your face.

 

"That wasn't really nice. I was talking. Smokey, teach your marines some manners."

 

You could practically hear his sigh and feel his annoyance from where you were.

 

"This is a fight between you and me, you're the one with no manners when you wanted to fight my Sergeant."

 

You looked at him, and then gasped as you hit your fist against your open hand.

 

"Smokey got jealous!"

 

Smoker looked at you with annoyance in his features, a slight blush on his cheeks.

 

"Idiot. Why are you even here? First the Straw Hats and now you in this mess. This...something really is happening in this country if you're involved. Have you seen them?" Smoker questioned with a serious expression, his cigars tight round his lips.

 

You shrugged, but smirked proudly at how sharp Smoker can be.

 

"Maybe. Maybe not. But I like them, I'm sure you'll like them too."

 

"...so you have seen them." Smoker said blandly. Your smirk turning into a playful grin that flashed your teeth. "Allies than?"

 

"Eh, maybe. They're actually...pretty great. Was it really them that made you leave your station at Loguetown?" You leaned against the railing of the ship, above all the marines as you stared down at Smoker with an odd smile on your face. "They must seem impressive to you too to be on the move again after all this time. You sense it too...I'm not surprised you can. You're my Nakama after all."

 

"Don't call me that. You're a pirate. I'm a marine. We became enemies the moment you chose to leave the marines and become a pirate." Smoker growled at you with narrowed eyes, your smile finally slipping off your face when he mentioned the past. You looked at him evenly for a moment. You sensed his feelings of betrayal towards you, still hurt over the fact on what you did. The wolf that doesn't bite but will stay. When the both of you were kids, he was the one that defended you from bullies that you weren't a pirate, and never was going to be one.

 

And here you are.

 

A pirate.

 

With quite a large bounty on your head.

 

You hated it when this conversation came up between them, you were always tempted to tell him what happened. But he was never alone. You wanted to tell your Nakama everything. He deserved to know everything that happened.

 

Why did you become a pirate that you never planned to be?

 

Why were you okay with being a pirate's daughter?

 

Why...did you leave him?

 

You bit your lip, as your cap covered your (e/c) eyes. Smoker looking at you carefully, no feelings being shown in his eyes. But his thoughts were all over the place. From the moment he grabbed the newspaper all those years ago and saw that headline, he felt his emotions from shock to denial and then to anger and confusion. Couldn't believe that his friend became a pirate. Not wanting to. But when he spotted you once a year later, he could see differences. Gone was your marine uniform, but you still kept that same and old worn cap you received the same time Smoker received his. You took care of it, despite the amount of years you had it, it didn't seem that damaged. And you still kept it on your head with pride. But when he attempted to capture you after his yells at you on why you became a pirate, he saw it.

 

Your eyes.

 

They were different.

 

They didn't seem to have that gleam you had when they were younger. It was gone.

 

And when you smiled at him...

 

It looked more broken then anything else.

 

He immediately took notice of this, but kept his mouth shut into a firm line, tightening his weapon with his hands. At a complete loss on what to do now they were both separated by law and the ones who defy it.

 

You still acted like everything was the same, you teasing him with your constant jokes.

 

But it wasn't. And you knew that.

 

He was a marine.

 

And you were now a pirate.

 

Something that he wanted to know on why you chose that life.

 

But no matter how many times he yelled why, you only gave those sad eyes of yours. An emotion that wasn't supposed to be on your face. Smoker suspected it was something about when you were dispatched to Enies Lobby, but they would never give him the answers he wanted. If you never accepted then...

 

"Smoker." He looked up at you, your cap still covering your face.

 

"I'll tell you someday. Remember? I told you that. And I also told you that you're the only one who can catch me so," you looked up at him with excited and determined eyes,"keep getting stronger Smoker! You'll catch up to me one day!" You smiled at him. He looked at you in silence.

 

"What are you saying? Tch...what are you doing here anyways? You came out of nowhere."

 

You scratched the back of your head, the marines below in the lower deck looking at one another in slight confusion on what to do. Are they supposed to attack you or what? When some of them looked towards Tashigi, she shook her head slightly at them before turning her head back towards you by craning her neck upwards.

 

"You're right that something is happening in this country," You answered, Smoker eye's narrowing at your confirmation. "I've suspected that something has been happening here for awhile but...it seems the Straw Hats have the key to uncover the whole thing for everyone."

 

"The key? You mean the Princess?" You blinked in surprise at that, not expecting for him to find out. Smoker went on. "We spotted her in Nanohana. Does this have to do with that dreadful man that chose this as his spot?"

 

You chuckled at Smoker's words, nodding.

 

"Yeah...you heading to Rainbase than?"

 

"Are you?" Smoker quickly retorted back.

 

You grinned at him and threw your hands up in mock surrender.

 

"You caught me! Gotta go! See ya there, I guess!"

 

You used Soryu and gave him a quick hug, Smoker widening his eyes at the warm and familiar contact once again. And before he could react, you already waved at him and the others in good bye, and left quickly. Leaving all of them in the dust. With Smoker still feeling your arms around him as he stared at the space where you disappeared.

 

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Raindinners, Hidden Lower Levels by the Aquarium

 

"In a single night, this land will truly become our utopia," Crocodile lied smoothly as he leaned against his chair at the head of the long executive table of his meeting room. "Operation Utopia is Baroque Works' last and greatest operation. Failure is not an option. We begin at noon tomorrow."

 

The agents gave a round of understanding and Crocodile couldn't but let the pleased smirk on his lips lift a tad higher.

 

"I wish you all luck."

 

"Ah, there was something I wanted to add." Miss Doublefinger said hesitantly as she held her smoking pipe.

 

Crocodile turned his eyes towards her, noting that she was the one that asked him directly for his motives. Something he sees as noteworthy. He rather have someone talk to him with a spine than someone without one. She was also the one that informed him of your sudden appearance at the secret hideout of Spider's Cafe almost four years ago. He saw it as you sniffing around once more until he eventually realized when you showed him off the Sandora Lizards you somehow befriended that they went a little too far in your journeys in the desert.

 

At his waiting eyes, she continued, biting the inside of her cheeks slightly as she kept her gaze to his face. He noted in the corner of his eye that Mr. 4 and Miss Merry Christmas were looking down, nervous.

 

This won't be pleasant, Crocodile noted, his lips now in a straight line.

 

"Well, before all the frontier agents met up but when Mr. 4 and Miss Merry Christmas already arrived, so around five o'clock, a...surprising visitor came back." Crocodile's eyes narrowed, Miss Doublefinger taking a puff of her pipe to calm her nerves at his look. "Silver Blood (Y/N) came by again and knew that you—Sir Crocodile—are Mr. 0."

 

Crocodile stared. He moved to light another cigar upon his lips.

 

"Silver Blood," Mr. 1 toned with wide eyes, his hands on his crossed arms tensing at the word. "Wasn't she seen publicly with Sir Crocodile fighting off pirates? She's not a part of this? The other orders..."

 

"Whaaaa?!" Mr. 2 yelled, standing up quickly as he slammed his hands on the table, making the black tea in everyone's cups move slightly. "Wait, I remember those other orders! Did Silver Blood not actually know of your side job, Zero-chan?!" The okama's face seemed to twist into one of pity. "Poor Silver Blood... that's not nice being so untrustworthy of your partner in life, Zero-Chan!"

 

Crocodile pointedly ignored him as he flicked his lighter. There's only so many Okama's he's willing to actually converse back with in his life.

 

Nico Robin turned towards Miss Doublefinger with one of her disarming smiles that makes his skin prick at her two-facedness.

 

"Oh? So Silver Blood has finally sniffed out the goal of Baroque Works and Crocodile has been interconnected throughout all these years. She won't like this." Nico Robin commented, but her eyes turned serious as she looked at Miss Doublefinger. "Which makes me question how exactly you are unscathed and standing."

 

A good question, Crocodile placed his now lit cigar between his lips and took a deep puff as his mind ran. This is becoming more troublesome. So she didn't leave as I thought...

 

"She was scary!" Miss Merry Christmas unhelpfully and loudly added to the conversation. "She kicked the door open to the cafe as me and Mr. 4 were drinking! Drink! Dri!"

 

"Oh!" Mr. 2 exclaimed, snapping his fingers. "So that's why when I opened the door, it sounded so creaky!"

 

Mr. 4 nodded to his partners words. Miss Doublefinger looked towards Nico Robin.

 

"I-I suspected the same thing. Especially since I broke my word from the last time I saw her. About not hurting this country," The blue-haired woman clarified at the others confused looks and at his steady glance. Her moving her eyes back onto him. "She said she wanted me to give you a message, Sir Crocodile. It is quite..." she trailed off.

 

Crocodile's lips formed into a frown as his brows furrowed.

 

"This is surprising," Nico Robin commented with lips quirked up. And he agrees.

 

This isn't your style.

 

"Well?" Crocodile prompted, taking a deep puff of his cigar as he closed his eyes. "Out with it. What did she say?"

 

"It's...I want to clarify she wanted me to give it to you word for word." Crocodile opened one eye at the woman's nervousness. He breathed out the cigar smoke. "She said: Gotta do better than that if you think this is your dream."

 

A few beats of silence passed. Mr. 2 leaning towards Mr. 4 and not quite whispering of what that means and was that a love note. Mr. 4 shrugging in reply.

 

That woman and her talk of dreams, Crocodile nearly growled in thought as he clenched his jaw slightly around his cigar before taking another puff. What is she trying to accomplish?

 

You are aware of his stance on words like that. Aware that ambitions are more grounded to reality and hence to the merciless sea. Those talks of their's really reminded him when he was foolish and a brat, with how bright your eyes were as you talked about your sky reaching dream.

 

He recalled an early conversation between them, talks of history and dreams and ambitions. Of your tone and gaze, searching and seeming to look through him in your deep analysis despite how you had an oblivious and teasing disposition. As if his next few words would tip the balance, the scale—the decision that you would keep coming back to the desert country.

 

"Don't you wanna be in history, Crocs?"

 

Crocodile blew out his breath of smoke, holding the cigar within his hand as his lips lifted slightly. The agents outside of Nico Robin seemed to be thrown for a loop as they stared.

 

You and your naive ideals...

 

"Hmph. What else did she say?" Crocodile questioned, putting his cigar back into his mouth and straightening his expression as he looked back at Miss Doublefinger. As if his lips were not up in the first place. "Was that all?"

 

It couldn't be.

 

Miss Doublefinger pressed her lips together, not at all thinking of you calling her boss a drama queen, shaking her head.

 

"Nothing of importance."

 

She said something, Crocodile observed with a twitch of his brow. Nico Robin thinking the same as she seemed to hide a giggle behind her hand before straightening with a calm calculative smile.

 

"Did she say what she was going to do?" Nico Robin questioned with crossed arms as she walked towards the stairs, stopping when she got next to them. "I'm surprised she hasn't barged into Raindinners yet. If she was there before the scheduled time of eight o'clock, she would've been in Rainbase by now to directly confront her findings."

 

"What is missing is how she found out about the information in the first place," Crocodile added as he swiveled his chair slightly to stare out the glass windows, his gaze lazily following one of his Bananadiles swimming by. "She had suspicions of all types before, but she did not act on mere suspicion. She had a confirmation. Although this still does not explain her lack of reaction." Crocodile's eyes turned to the side back to Miss Doublefinger. "Outside of her other comments, what did she say?"

 

"She seemed to figure out that I reported to you the first time and connected the dots to something or other. I'm guessing on the reason how she never came back to the cafe." Miss Doublefinger concluded, Crocodile already knowing this. You're sharp. Just naive and big mouthed as well as oblivious in seduction tactics from others or yourself. "After giving the message once she connected that we were going to meet with you later on, Silver Blood stated she had other stuff to do and..." the blue-haired woman's brows furrowed as she placed her pipe between her lips, looking down.

 

Crocodile rose a brow.

 

"And?" He prompted.

 

Miss Doublefinger rose her head and turned her eyes towards everyone before landing on him once more.

 

"She said that we'll 'learn our lesson from someone else'. She didn't say who."

 

Crocodile's forehead furrowed as he leaned his hooked arm on the table, body still turned facing the windows as he looked straight ahead to see another Bananadile peeking inside the room. Sharp reptilian eyes curious as its tail swayed back and forth in the water lazily.

 

You're not handling this yourself?

 

You can't call on the navy due to your bounty and not having protection like he does due to his status. Outside of them, there's no one since Mr. 3 handled the Straw Hats and the Princess in Little Garden.

 

A gamble?

 

Crocodile released a low chuckle at the thought, his lips quirked up around his cigar as he turned his chair back towards the others.

 

You're truly soft, Crocodile thought in amusement. But perhaps I can have you next to me after all.

 

"It's of no consequence than," Crocodile stated to everyone as he leaned back against his chair. "Just follow the orders given to you. I'll handle Gin Chi myself."

 

It was than Mr.3, the bumbling useless weak candle maker revealed just how much he overestimated the man by stating he didn't get rid of the Straw Hats and the Princess and Crocodile having his Bananawani's handle the runt. He would pity them on how that wax man must taste, but Crocodile has more important things to worry about.

 

"The Straw Hats must've told Silver Blood," Crocodile realized with a clenched jaw, slamming his hand on the table with the crew's pictures as his agents flinched. "That explains her actions...but her words are another story."

 

You're not gambling on rookies are you?

 

Crocodile gave his orders once more to his agents and Nico Robin to contact the Billions. Calming down as he thought of how little chance those rookie pirates have as his lips quirked once more as he blew out smoke from his cigar.

 

What a pathetic gamble. Crocodile's smirk widened. Another lesson on how to bet is needed it seems.

 

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Edited 02/11/21

 

Previously called Smokey!

 

If you guys haven't noticed yet, I am making Silver Blood's Observation Haki with a twist. A nice twist too. Everyone's energies feels different to each person, and can feel different at different times depending on emotions or inner thoughts.

 

It's a nice power, I think. And can explain for the future on why Silver Blood hangs with certain people despite how others see them.

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FANART CORNER

 

 

 

Notes:

**Gin Chi: Silver Blood

 

**Kuroi ten'nosabaki🗡🎇 💀(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black with a sheen of silver buster sword that's carrie son your back. Think of it like Cloud's sword from Final Fantasy or Zabuza's sword from Naruto.

 

(Your sword is a mix of Cloud's and Zabuza's, there is no hole in your sword, but there IS a half moon cut in it. But the half moon cut near the top of the sword.)

 

**Karasu(Raven): your noticeably smaller and total black sword that is on your hip. You can imagine whatever sword you want, but perhaps the Chokuto sword will fit. Like Sasuke's sword from Naruto Shippuden.

 

**Tekkai: Iron Body. Defense technique taught by the marines where your body turns hard like iron.

 

**Soryu: Shave. Where you can move in an instant flash in a burst of high speed. Taught and learned normally by marines.

 

**Geppo: Moon Walk. A move where it appears you're jumping in midair, when it's just the strength of your legs moving quickly and touching the ground that keeps you upright. You often used this when you're on your small boat so you can go faster on sea. Taught and learned normally by marines.

Chapter 5: Naive?

Summary:

Old friends meet.

Notes:

A/N: 12/28/21 Currently Editing Chapters So Expect Sudden Writing Style Changes As You Read

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

"Th-thank you again so much , m-miss!" The man you saved from the oasis in the middle of Raindinners sniffled as the gathered crowd stared, a lady putting her hands on his wet shoulders as she too looked teary. "If it weren't for you...those Bananawani would've surely eaten me! Or worse, I could've drowned! Thank you so much, Miss (Y/N)!"

 

"Yes," the lady behind him cried, "thank you so much, miss (Y/N)!"

 

You crinkled your nose.

 

"Don't call me that." You said, still on the ground and wringing your drenched clothes as water drops fell onto the stone walkway leading up to Raindinners. You took off your hat and shook the drops with a grumble. "Just call me (Y/N). Stuff like 'Miss' makes me sound old or something. Man..." your eyes turned to the dropped meat/veggie kabob you were eating a few feet away. "Hah...you gotta learn how to swim, thank me like that. Although swimming down there was pretty great since I got so hot. Really...and those lizards..."

 

They didn't do much but you never thought as you dove for the citizen that Crocodile loved animals so much to have an aquarium below the casino. What a weirdo.

 

Unbeknownst to you as you focused on drying your hat, the crowd had looks of fear and awe in their faces. Your senses twitching but you didn't turn around as you placed your hat back on your head, turning it towards the newcomer that was shadowing you from the dreadful sun.

 

"S-its Sir Crocodile-sama!"

 

Oh man. You glanced at the civilians and their hands together with their expressions.

 

"Ah, Sir Crocodile-sama, s-sorry that we're gathering around here. We were just—"

 

You're pretty sure having being called sir and sama is just too over the top.

 

"Sorry, Sir Crocodile-sama. I—I fell into the water and—"

 

Silver eyes moved towards the crowd, immediately making everyone silence as dull eyes met your cross legged form below him.

 

"You're drenched."

 

You rose a brow.

 

"Nice observation. I have one too," The side of your lips lifted, "the 'Sir' makes you sound old. And having your eyes brows like that isn't doing you any favors."

 

The crowd turned pale, more stutters occurring and then apologizing out their mouths as they said they didn't mean to insinuate anything about Crocodile but the man just gave a bland reply.

 

"The wet dog look isn't helping you either." The man's own lips lifted into that mocking grin when your own lips fell, your eyes narrowing. "And the sir is out of respect. Which you clearly lack. But what I want to know is how you made such a mess of yourself already without any help."

 

Your brows furrowed at his tone at the end.

 

You can't tell if he meant something else...

 

Nonetheless, the man you saved spoke for you that he fell and you helped him due to your kindness and blah, blah, blah.

 

You giving him a dismissive wave when he thanked you once more, you saying once more that he needs to learn how to swim for that not to happen again. You looking back at Crocodile and stating he should add railings in this pathway to avoid this happening again, although you admit that the path is quite wide enough to not risk falling into the water. You turning towards the man's wife you assume and asking bluntly if he's a klutz. The man just bowing with depressed tears coming down his face. Only for it to increase when Crocodile replied impassively that he won't waste money on railings, those who cross the path should know to walk through the middle. You agreeing with a serious nod and affirmation on your lips before adding to the crying man he should not have his wife work so hard.

 

A hand than came in front of your face, you blinking at it before turning your head up towards the smoking scarred man.

 

"Let's clean you up, Silver Blood. Lest you make more puddles. Or litter with those precious sticks of yours."

 

You huffed are the disrespectful way he referred to your favorite delicacy in this country, now weeping and half eaten in the floor and not in your stomach.

 

"Those kebabs are pretty good ya know, you're just picky!" Nonetheless, your hand moved to grab his only to stop once you saw it was glistening. Crocodile's eyes zeroing in on the action before a brow was slightly raised when you randomly grabbed a woman's garb behind you to dry your hands as the woman shrieked despite you saying this was repayment, you turning back towards the hand and grabbing it. "You should really try it at that stall specifically though,"you lifted yourself up with Crocodile's help as he stared. "That kebab guy has the best ones, Drezol's is the name. He even gives nice discounts..."

 

You turned towards your hands still connected, before looking at Crocodile expectantly. His pale hand letting you go with the warmth still lingering on your own, as Crocodile moves towards the entrance with you moving beside him with your arms moving to the back of your head. Only for you to make a comment of confusion when they were going to the left side of the building and not the main entrance to the white grand staircase.

 

"You'll make more of a mess than you already have in my casino," Crocodile stated at your confusion. "The smell of wet carpet with no cleaner will surely have the customers smell something akin to wet fur." Despite your "Oi!", Crocodile continued with a smirk. "You also shouldn't be seen more by much others in your current state. You're dripping."

 

You frowned as you looked down at yourself and this time missing his tone, despite having your white long sleeved button up and your black tank top as well—you can see a hint of your black bindings peeking through. But it's not much.

 

"I've had worse. It really isn't that bad." Your arms moved to cross over your chest as they went around some palm trees and neared the side of the building. "I should shower though I guess, it's really hot today so jumping in there was actually a relief. But my poor food..."

 

As you said this, you lifted your collar slightly exposing more of your collarbone as silver lazily honed with Crocodile humming.

 

"You need to buy some Alabasta garb and keep it on your person if you wish to continue to come here like you've been doing. Any reason for this time?"

 

"I was around the area."

 

"Yes," Crocodile said in a drawl and in a way where you think he didn't believe you. Making you frown as you looked at him, with him glancing at you in the corner of his eye."Of course. Just how you are eager to get wet once more I imagine."

 

Your brows furrowed deeply.

 

What's with him continue to point out how soaked you are—your eyes widened as you flushed with the stupid reptile chuckling at your expression.

 

"WH—WHAT DID YOU S-SAY?! W-WHAT ARE YOU IMPLYING?!"

 

"So you understood that. I was wondering when you would."

 

"Why do—you always say weird things, Crocy!" You shouted, your arms tight around your chest as you looked away with a flustered scowl. "You guys are driving me nuts..." you muttered lowly to yourself where Crocodile couldn't hear before the both of you reached the side entrance door with Crocodile opening it and holding it for you.

 

"Don't call me that. And I don't recall saying something out of hand," Crocodile retorted, all of a sudden feigning obliviousness with a gleam in his eyes. "You stated you were going to shower to help with your current state. Your current state leaving a mess everywhere I'll have to arrange to be cleaned up," You flushed more at the hidden meaning which made his lips widen around his cigar before flattening. "What are you doing just standing there? I'm not going to hold this for you all day."

 

You tsked at his attitude, as Crocodile put his cigar between his fingers and blew to the side as you entered but not without calling him a sly Crocy and telling him he needs to fix his aquarium. Crocodile narrowing his eyes slightly as he closed the door behind you, him questioning how. With you merely stating that he can't just have his own private aquarium to himself and he should show it off. Crocodile hold on his cigar relaxing along with his shoulders as he put it back between his mouth as the both of you bantered back and forth with insults and quips.

 

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After landing in Rainbase in the middle of the night, you discreetly got a room in the small but expensive hotel called Royals that was more in the center of the city. A simple tent like roof over the entrance of the place, but a small chandelier welcomed you in its light when you entered along with the pinewood lobby desk to greet you to check in, a few people here and there walking around due to people feeling extra lucky in the cold hours of the night. Your gray robe thankfully provided a hood so you could cover your infamous marine hat and perhaps even shadow your scar on your left cheek.

 

You provided the money to the receptionist for one day and told them a different name as a precaution and headed to your room, which held a twin bed, a bathroom, and a bed stand table respectively. You got what you paid for really. You stayed in this hotel once or twice before Crocodile caught wind and offered you the VIP rooms of Raindinners, the casino being able to function as a hotel if one's lucky enough. You found his offer a little odd but he mentioned complimentary food service so you folded easily.

 

Curse you and your love for food. Especially those (meat/veggie) kebobs that are the cuisine here. You slightly drooled at the thought of those magical sticks before you shook yourself.

 

The jerk was making sure I didn't see more of his suspicious agents, you thought as you laid down on the bed after stripping into a more comfortable set that can work for you to sleep. But...I don't know...the other stuff doesn't make sense.

 

Kuroi ten'nosabaki seemed to wink at you with it's silver sheen next to the bed, but you unable to see it due to you checking if you were fine like this. The black bindings on your chest and upper abdomen being the only thing covering it and the underwear shorts that went mid thigh you had under your jean shorts seemed to suffice.

 

You did not like fully stripping in the first place, but your underwear was still conservative enough just in case people decided it was a good idea to attack you while sleeping. Or just get near you in general.

 

It has happened before after all. You rather not have your boobs waving about as you attacked in retaliation. The nips saying hello.

 

You snorted at the thought.

 

You had Karasu and your marine cap on the bed with you as you snuggled under the covers, feeling the cold desert air and went to sleep after checking the energies once more. Absently thinking the bed isn't as comfy as the ones in Raindinners.

 

You woke up with sweat in your skin and rumpled sheets, you sighing before gathering yourself and moving to shower within the small bathroom of your room. Allowing the hot water to calm you. You exiting the bathroom after doing your necessary hygiene and putting your clothes along with your gray black lined sleeved robe and checked the time. Seeing it was already mid afternoon.

 

You must've arrived here later than you thought, you didn't check the time when you checked in.

 

You blinked at all the energies you were feeling. Moving to look at the window to see marines everywhere only for you to blink once more when you looked down into the alley next to your building and seeing Chopper and Sanji there.

 

You frowned, your senses hinting to you where everyone else was. All in Raindinners.

 

He wouldn't.

 

Your eyes narrowed as your jaw clenched a tad.

 

Who are you kidding? He would. That stupid bastard is asking for it!

 

You quickly gathered your supplies from your room and checked out of the place before following the reindeer who wants to save and the cook who wants to creat energies since they moved on from the alley. You used Geppo and Soryu, or in other words Kamisori, to jump onto a roof of a tall casino building—the jockey race one to hide from the marines and what seemed to be Baroque Works Millions.

 

Billions?

 

Trillions?

 

You don't know. Too many numbers.

 

The real question is if you should try to distract the marines attention from the two Straw Hats. But you know Tashigi can be quite stubborn, both her and Smoker seemed determined to take the Straw Hats and not bother with you. You're way out of their league. It shouldn't stop marines from trying to catch you though...

 

You know what you're going to do.

 

You headed towards the front side of Raindinners, landing once you reached it in front of Sanji and Chopper who's eyes widened in surprise.

 

"Wha, you're here (Y/N)!"

 

"(Y/N)-chwan~! Your timing is impeccable just like your grace from that jump!"

 

You smiled at them before noticing the den den Mushi in Sanji's hands.

 

"Told ya we could meet here. But what's the plan? The others are in trouble right?"

 

They nodded, Sanji explaining to you the situation that everyone is in Raindinners. Him adding his plan for the Billions and the use of Chopper, you widening your eyes in disbelief and awe when Chopper transformed into what looked like a gorilla. You even exclaiming it with Chopper quickly correcting you it's his human form with you nodding and stating it was a human gorilla than with a serious look and Chopper shouting that it isn't with you laughing and waving at him.

 

"Ya need me to bring some Billions over here your way than? Or distract the other marines around while you do this?"

 

Sanji pointed down, you following and blinking at the unconscious body on the ground you didn't notice until now.

 

"With this, we'll have some of them come over already. The distraction will work and with Chopper, the plan is already in motion. But," Sanji took your hands between his and gave a charming smile, "We would love your help, (Y/N)-chwan~!"

 

"Ahhh..." You took your hands away from his with a sweatdrop and an awkward smile. "Okay. So marines it is. But be careful Chopper. Make sure you transform fast enough to lose him. But also make sure to run as fast as you can to keep wasting his time, yeah? He deserves it."

 

Chopper's innocent eyes blinked as he gave a confused noise of acknowledgment as Sanji was crying against the wall that his charms have no effect on you.

 

You nodding before giving them a wish of good luck and moving around the buildings and trying to gather marines that weren't with Tashigi. While trying to pay attention to the energies you were feeling within Raindinners as well.

 

You succeeded in gathering some of their attention although with some difficulty since they muttered to themselves they don't have orders to capture you. It was only until you stick your tongue out and told them you didn't think marines were this wishy washy with a criminal nowadays and that the marines really have gone downhill since you left. Them suddenly turning into a rage that was really just funny as you smirked and ran throughout all the alleys of the casinos and small motels, them yelling about getting your hat to stop disrespecting the marine name or something or other with you laughing at them that they have to catch you and paralyze you first before that can ever happen.

 

Storm likes the immovable rock. A declaration obliges.

 

Your smirk turned into a grin, thanking Luffy before quickly using Soryu and effectively losing the marines as you got onto a roof and went towards the energies.

 

You're in so much trouble, Crocy.

 

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A child (Y/N) grunted, as your body pushed up and down against the ground to do push-ups. Wanting to get stronger to lift up that big sword that you found in front of you and your mother's house.

 

Sweat came down your head as you gritted your teeth in agitation, already feeling the strain in your small upper arms.

 

Perhaps punching the trees again earlier didn't help.

 

"What are you doing?" Caught off guard, you landed on your face against the ground. Even getting some dirt in your mouth. You immediately spit it out as you lifted up your head to glare at the teen white-haired boy.

 

"What did it look like, you Smobaka?! Look what you did." You said as you wiped your mouth in disgust, the boy scowled at you.

 

"Who you calling an idiot, idiot?! I'm not the one with dirt on my face." Smoker observed as your glare deepened. He approached you and held a hand out towards your form. "Come on. That's enough training for one day. You didn't wait for me. Garp said to train together until his next visit." You looked at the offered hand, in silence. Not really seeing a hand to help often. You glanced to the side with a frown.

 

"...I don't need your help." You muttered, trying to get up on your own only to fail. As you were going to fall back on the ground Smoker caught your arm with a firm grip. You looked at him to repeat what you said only to see his eyebrows more furrowed then normal and have a small frown on his face.

 

"Idiot. You think I don't know you're strong on your own?" Your eyes widened as he continued with a quiet tone. "Nothing is wrong with accepting help sometimes. So don't think you're weak cause of it. You idiot."

 

You looked at him in silence as he slowly released your arm, causing to rub it as you appeared in thought.

 

A teasing smile then appeared on your face.

 

"Didn't know the bad boy would turn soft on me~." Smoker scowled with a mild flush as he balled his fists.

 

"You're an idiot!"

 

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You sat on top of the roof with slight anger at the Warlord for his actions and what he was planning to do. No one hurts your friends. No one. But you'll deal with that later.

 

You gazed down as the captain of the Strawhats and Captain Smoker stared at each other evenly. Smoker telling them to leave before the marines get here and he changes his mind. You smiled as you looked at the scene.

 

Smoker was a true marine. At least to how you saw marines should act.

 

You jumped towards the two, with Zoro waiting in the background.

 

Luffy looked at you with wide eyes and a smile.

 

"(Y/N)! You're back!"

 

You patted his head, telling him that you did say you would be. Your gaze then moved towards Smoker, who was already looking at you. Over his shoulder you spotted the incoming marines.

 

"Luffy. Zoro. You guys should hurry along and get out of here. I'll catch up to you guys." You stated as your eyes never left Smoker's form, him doing the same.

 

Luffy looked between you and Smoker and gave a nod, him giving a wide smile.

 

"Okay, and thanks Smokey!" The captain and first mate then left the pirate and marine as they stared silently at one another.

 

"Just because I said that Strawhat could leave, it doesn't mean it applies to you as well." Smoker said as he looked down at you. You let out a small smile, feeling the scar on your left cheek stretch at the action.

 

"Did it feel weird?" Smoker raised an eyebrow at your question, the marines yelling as they got nearer and nearer to the duo.

 

"To have someone else rescue you from the ocean?" Smoker widened his eyes as he looked at the nostalgic look on your face .

 

"You always seemed to somehow fall into it, and I was always by your side to rescue you. You'd always said you were a burden."

 

"I was. I was a brat back then." He finally spoke to you, his expression softening.

 

You shook your head.

 

"You were never a burden to me Smoker. Never. Never have I thought that. But,"you looked at him sadly,"I'm sorry that I was and still am."

 

The peace when one stares at the moon in silence.

 

"Stop that." Smoker said with a slightly annoyed but soft tone.

 

You looked at him oddly.

 

"Stop looking like that each time I see you. It's not you. You're not a burden. An annoying pirate that doesn't seem to leave me alone, but never a burden. So just get outta here."

 

You widened your eyes at him and gave a small smile.

 

"Are you going to arrest me the next time you see me?" You teased.

 

"What kind of question is that? Of course I am. It's my job as a marine to chase after you."

 

You gave out a small laugh and looked up at him through your eye lashes as you put a hand up to your cap.

 

"What do you mean SmoBaka? You've always tried to catch up to me since we were before marines."

 

You gave a quick and squeezing hug to your old friend, smiling at his warmness. With Smoker hesitantly giving a small squeeze back, his large arms loosely wrapped around your form. You pulled back and held onto your cap as you gave a grin at him.

 

"Till next time Smokey~!"

 

And you disappeared, the marines that were coming up before just arriving and beginning to frantically search the Strawhats and the famous Silver Blood. Smoker standing there as he took whiffs of his cigars, a hint of nostalgia and care in his eyes.

 

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You looked around the country of Alabasta, you got separated from the Strawhats once again, they probably heading to Aluburna. You were still in Rainbase and from what you've heard from the passing citizens, the rebels are going to fight the Royal Army there.

 

Dammit. You cursed as you walked the streets of Rainbase, passing the small stands as you went that were more in the corners of the oasis. You miss Drezol's kebabs, the other ones just don't taste the same. But hey, you took a last bite of the meat/veggie kebab you got from another and kept the stick in your mouth to play with as you walked with hands in your pockets, these aren't so bad neither.

 

You weren't sure if it was perhaps it was a good thing you got separated from the Straw Hats. The last thing you wanted is for them to know that you knew Crocodile, and you've been suspecting him of his actions earlier when you first arrived in this country a few days ago before deciding to leave because of lack of evidence. You should've known that something was clearly off once you first entered his casino during your visits. What kind of Warlord owns a casino?

 

Croc apparently. You scoffed in your mind.

 

Crocodile knew about your habit of defeating pirates you didn't like or approve of. Or just anybody really.

 

Normally, Crocodile would fit in into the category. But you've become slightly fond of the grouchy old lizard throughout the years you've known him but you won't ever say it. You snickered, Crocodile would kill you if he heard you say that out loud.

 

Or, your eyes darkened, tried to get all frisky with you earlier. He got too close for your liking when he found you by the market and decided to walk with you. It doesn't help that you know what he wants for he always seemed to claim you like a possession when you were around him. It also doesn't help that he almost caused the death of Smoker if it wasn't for the Straw Hats.

 

You made a noise of annoyance around the stick in your mouth.

 

You swear, he needs to back off and learn his place. The guy was too arrogant and calm about everything. His head was practically huge too, and says all those weird things...

 

But, he was also dangerous.

 

He's not the only dangerous man that you've been acquainted with though.

 

You facepalm as you thought about a certain annoying pinkie with a love of flamingo's.

 

The tempest in its destruction.

 

You felt the sand in the air shift, you immediately put a hand onto your Karasu hilt as you jumped on a roof to a tan building. Your eyes narrowed.

 

A figure was forming in front of you from sand, and out came Crocodile, his slack look on his face as he looked at you while you looked back with still narrowed eyes and a hand on the hilt of your sword on your hip.

 

"Crocodile."

 

"Silver Blood. What are you doing back here?" He spoke around his cigar as he calmly had his arms on his sides. You let go of the hilt of your sword once you realized he wouldn't attack you but you did tap the top of your boot to the floor. "Finally wearing proper Alabasta garb I see. And spit that out before you choke again."

 

A tick mark grew on your temple as you yelled that you wouldn't and it was just a handful of times and—

 

A feeling tickled in the back of your throat made your eyes widened as you suddenly turned your head to the ground below you, the stick flying out your mouth and hitting someone in the head and making them fall over but you weren't paying attention. You rubbing the back of your hand to your mouth as you pointedly avoided Crocodile's unimpressed stare before clearing your throat that certainly didn't almost get abused and went back to his earlier question.

 

"Something has been bothering me once again Crocodile. And I'm not sure if I like on what I'm thinking about what's going on in Alabasta."

 

He didn't seem quite ruffled by your statement(that's Doflamingo's thing anyways), but his eyes turned dark as he stared at you.

 

"Are you saying you don't trust my word that I said earlier?" He said annoyed.

 

You gave him a dry smirk.

 

"Should I trust a man who doesn't trust anyone around him but himself, Croc?"

 

You saw his eyebrow give a slight twitch at the nickname, making your smirk widen as you looked at him. A golden hook was in your line of peripheral vision, but you didn't move away from it as it moved your face this way and that. The Warlord drew closer to you carefully as your hand moved towards your sword as you stared at him evenly until he was in front of you. His form towering over you as you looked up at him.

 

"If you suspect me so much, are you going to do something about it?"

 

You looked up at him with narrowed eyes, his eyes seeming to scream 'Cocky bastard!'. His hook still moving up and down your face, seeming to tickle and tease you with the soft touches as it even grazed your scarred left cheek. You felt your face twitch from all around your face which you couldn't control, Crocodile smirking in amusement at your expressions as he began to lean in.

 

"Well? Famous daughter of Silver of the Molten Metal, what are you going to do?"

 

You looked at him and then gave an amused smirk.

 

"Nothing!"

 

The Warlord blinked.

 

"Excuse me?"

 

"I'll let other people take care of it. They'll deal with you, Croc-y. You got my message didn't you?"

 

He leaned back as he tried to search your expression for any doubt.

 

He found none.

 

"I hope you're not talking about the Strawhats."

 

Your smirked widened.

 

"Yup! What? They give you trouble already?"

 

The Warlord looked at you and then laughed his odd laugh. You're also surrounded by people who laugh weirdly. You didn't particularly like how he was laughing.

 

"Those rookie pirates? What could they do? I already handled their captain. You've put too much faith in them."

 

Your eyes narrowed, you searched with your Haki to locate a certain Strawhat. You internally cursed as you thought back at the sandstorm that was just outside Rainbase. That must've been the battle site. You should've known something was wrong.  You found the happy-go-lucky-captain, but it was small. Very small.

 

Too small.

 

But...its there, and it's not fading.

 

It seems Crocodile underestimated Luffy's resolve and will to live.

 

"It won't matter. If Luffy can't do it, his Nakama surely will."

 

You can't make it seem you know Luffy is alive and well. He needs the element of surprise, but you do wish to see the grouchy man's face once he sees Luffy's alive. That's what he gets for hurting Smoker, but this isn't your fight. It's the Straw Hats.

 

The man's lips turned to a frown as he leaned by your ear.

 

"You're being too naive for my liking Silver Blood (Y/N). I suggest for you to stop before I lose my patience." He rumbled, his breath fanning your ear. "That other part of your message too, you forget that dreams mean nothing to me."

 

He's threatening you.

 

But he's also acting like an idiot again.

 

You felt a tick mark on your temple as you clenched your teeth. The hell is this guy talking about?! His patience? Like you care. You're the one that's angry though. And not just cause Crocy can actually be pretty stupid.

 

You hated that word.

 

Naïve.

 

You're no such thing, perhaps back then, but not now. His stupid plaid vest is making his lizard brain small.

 

"I'm not naive Crocodile. So don't call me that." You growled out with a glare. "And I think you're lying about that."

 

He rose an eyebrow, amused.

 

"Did I strike a nerve? Wasn't aware you saw me as one with ideals like yours."

 

You used Geppo to get away from him and land a few feet in front of him, a glare still on your face as Crocodile looked on in amusement.

 

"I was a marine before I became a pirate. Remember that. I've seen what both sides can do with my own eyes, and I've been both myself. So don't call me naive. I know how the world works. I. Just. Don't. Care."

 

Crocodile just looked at you blankly at your little monologue. When he didn't say anything, you gave him a warning.

 

"And you should know Croc-y, I wouldn't have forgiven you for what you almost accomplished within your casino. An old friend of mine was there." You stated, your eyes dangerously  narrowed behind your Marine cap as Crocodile raised an eyebrow.

 

An old friend...White Hunter? Crocodile thought with a puff of smoke from his cigar.

 

"Also," you continued, "Don't underestimate the Straw Hats cause whatever is coming for you...it'll be delivered by them. And maybe with this..." You used Soryu before you were able to see Crocodile snap his cigar in half between his teeth.

 

Maybe with this, your tempest can go back to sea.

 

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You arrived in Aluburna already with the smell of gunpowder and the cries of swords against each other.

 

You made quick use of Mando the red Great Sandora Lizard on the other side of Alabasta after leaving Rainbase, but you had to swim the rest of the way. Thankfully the beasts in the river were wise enough to not bother you again and you had to run the rest of the way as fast as you could. You leaping and scaling the walls of Aluburna to enter the beautiful city with its white stone buildings and palm trees flowing in the wind.  Only for the sounds of war and some buildings and houses looking worse for wear.

 

You were now running through the streets and analyzing the situation when you spotted three figures running.

 

"Oi!" They turned towards you as you caught up to them, Chopper calling your name in surprise!

 

"W-we were wondering where you went (Y/N)!"

 

"A-ah! (Y/—(Y/N)!" Usopp called from his heavily bandaged form atop the camel besides them making you question in concern as he blinked in surprise. "Eh? This? T-this is just my efforts of fighting two agents all by myself!"

 

Chopper raised a hoof, a tick in his face.

 

"EH?! I helped too, Usopp!"

 

"(Y/N)-chwan~!" Sanji called to you, his legs looking like they were swirling as he ran next to you. "Your concern for everyone is so kind! I fought too! Look at my injuries and how hard I worked!"

 

"Oh." You said, a smile on your face with a sweatdrop before laughing. "You guys really are pretty funny. But what's happening now?"

 

They have you the rundown of the agents they took out and they were planning on continuing the route to the main plaza in front of the palace. Usopp stating the agents they fought said something stupid like saying Luffy lost and Chopper even looking concerned despite Sanji's words to them.

 

"Ehhhh, what am I hearing? You guys don't believe in your captain?" The reindeer and long nose looked at you with Sanji continuing to stare straight ahead as they ran along with you. "You think he's going to be the King of Pirates right?"

 

"Ye-yes!"

 

"Of-of course! That idiot...he's fine!"

 

You smirked at their words, satisfied. You can spot Sanji giving his own smile as he looked ahead. You than noticed some areas in between buildings where first aid seemed to be given as well as noticing others trying to recover unconscious bodies to said areas. Taking note that some civilians are still trying to escape still. And who knows how many more are stuck in their homes.

 

You turned towards them.

 

"Guys, you guys go on ahead. I need to help save lives over here." Your senses tickled as you motioned your head towards the palace, then moving their heads to that direction. "You guys have to go that way. If you guys keep going straight and make a right after passing two blocks, it'll take you straight towards where you need to go. After I do what I can here, I'll meet you guys later, yeah?" You threw them a wry grin their way. "Ya guys have Vivi-Hime depending on ya!"

 

"Yes, (Y/N)! I-I would help with the injured here too but..." Chopper shook his head and had a small tired smile in his cute face. "We have to help!"

 

"(Y/N)-chwan your words of inspiration can make my heart skip a beat!" Sanji than threw a thumbs up at you, his cigarette smoke curling along with the cook's smile. "Don't worry, we'll see you!"

 

"Y-yeah!" Usopp exclaimed as he sat up more on the camel, new vigor in his eyes as he did so and clenched his bandages hand that looked more like a volleyball than a hand due to how bandaged up he is. "Y-you know you don't seem that scary anymore—EH?! SHE DISAPPEARED?!"

 

You heard Usopp exclaim when you used Soryu, laughing to yourself that he must've heard as he heard him shriek along with Chopper.

 

"AHHH?! A GHOST?!"

 

"I TAKE BACK WHAT I SAID!"

 

"Why am I stuck with you two again?"

 

You shook your head as you turned towards the soldiers and civilians as the Straw Hats ran to where you guided them. Them quickly accepting your help as they gave you little supplies they have as the unconscious bodies laid on the floor with blankets below them. Minor to severe injuries, but still able to be fixed with. You've injured yourself countless times from fights as well as training, especially when you trained under Mihawk back in his island. Although you did injure yourself a lot as well when you attempted to cook during your stay. The looks he would give you...

 

You shook yourself once more with a small smile, moving to another area where there were injured by dashing closer to the plaza where the battle was occurring as the people behind you shouted their thanks. Your senses continue to itch at you with everything going on. Even just the citizens, soldiers and rebels energies seeming to shout towards you.

 

Desperation. Hope. Save the country!

 

And those weren't the only ones.

 

Protect the country's blood.

 

Vivi.

 

The storm won't stop.

 

Luffy.

 

A nick to the sword.

 

Tashigi.

 

Calm anger.

 

And...

 

Words meant to be read.

 

Your mouth twisted, feeling their locations. You huffing and stopping from your dashing through the streets, seeing others with injuries and them blinking at you as you suddenly appeared to help. Being resistant at first but stating that they're wasting time by talking instead of saving. You moving to help someone with their broken arm as you thought seriously. You...gotta do more than this. The Straw Hats should accomplish this, but the others around need help too.

 

After finishing the bandage on the rebel's arm, you stood and used Soryu after a hasty goodbye and warning they should leave a little more down to be safe from any stray gunshots. Getting atop the roofs of the building and heading towards the one who feels as if their ideals shattered.

 

You spotted the navy haired woman upon the ground, calling her name in concern as she lifted herself up and put her glasses on as wide eyes turned towards you.

 

"Ah...Silver Blood (Y/N)?" You landed upon the ground as you assessed her, seeing despite her wounds—she's relatively unharmed. You moved to lift her up with your arm around her shoulder as Tashigi stared in anguished confusion as you looked at her in concern. "What...why? Is this...I never understood when you came to us on purpose. I think I know your feelings but they're so....We're supposed to...why...pirates are...is this what Smoker-san meant...?"

 

You stared at her from the corner of your eye as you held her, her expression scrunched as her eyes shone with tears going down.

 

"I told you back than not everything is black and white, remember?" Tashigi started in your arms, lifting her head slightly for her eyes to turn towards your face—your lips slightly quirked into a semblance of a smile. "Why I left. Why this is happening...why the Straw Hats are helping. I don't know what that Smobaka said but...he can sometimes say some wise things." Your lips lifted more into a genuine smile as you turned back ahead in front, Tashigi's eyes wide in realization as she looked at the side of your face as you made a move for them to move. "Now, let's go! We got people to save Tashigi, I can't show off Karasu to you with me lugging you everywhere like this."

 

Tashigi continued to gape at you, earth orbs shaking. (Y/N)... Tashigi straightened, you looking and muttering in concern but Tashigi waved you off, fixing her glasses and having a glint in her eyes that made you smirk.

 

"We have to hurry and evacuate others," Tashigi stated in between panted breaths, moving to put a hand to the wall to steady herself. "There's a bomb about to hit in—" she moved to check her watch, her breath hitching, "In four minutes!"

 

"A bomb?" You repeated before shaking your head. That crew can do it, this is how you can help. Instead looking at Tashigi sternly. "I've done my best before I got here but let's keep doing this than!"

 

Tashigi gave a a strong affirming yes, pushing herself off the wall and doing a light jog that surely made her injuries cry out as you kept her pace before moving on ahead to see the stragglers you can find. You pointing others you've passed to Tashigi as she nodded and quickly calmed any citizens that are stuck in the middle and with your guidance on where to go—moved them. Soon enough, you turned towards a crowd of marine soldiers came to the both of you as Tashigi calling out to them as they stared at you in surprise.

 

"Eh?! It's Silver Blood again!" A marine called while holding his rifle.

 

"What are you doing to our sergeant?!" Another one shouted, taking aim as you looked at them blankly.

 

"Sergeant, are you okay?" An additional one called as he turned towards as Tashigi tried to calm them down. "Silver Blood, you really like messing with our Sergeant and Captain!"

 

"You guys sure like pointing first and not asking questions later, huh?" You said as you pushed a gun muzzle out of your face casually as they blinked at you as you rose a brow. "You guys don't knock before you come in either? You'll get flashed like that, ya know. Or a foot to your face. Or a scream that will make your ears ring. Or learning a life altering secret. But mostly you might just get flashed."

 

"YOU SAID TOO MANY EXAMPLES!" The marines yelled with their hands out and ticks in their faces.

 

"Ah," You scratched your left scarred cheek, looking up in thought and remembrance with a small awkward smile. "I'm bad at knocking when angry."

 

"YOU HAVE NO ROOM TO TALK!" They shouted in unison.

 

"Everyone, calm down," Tashigi stated sternly with her soft voice. "Listen, we are going to help the people in the battle get away who aren't fighting. We need to support the Straw Hats as well! There's a bomb and we need to stop it or else everyone in this plaza will die! This is an order!"

 

The marines lowered their weapons in confusion, you looking at Tashigi with prideful eyes as you put a hand to her shoulder and gave her your compliment that she's becoming a true leader with Tashigi slightly flushing and muttering an excited really before straightening by fixing her glasses with her eyes to the side. When the marines looked they would question her, you turned your eyes towards them with a smirk—saying in a cold tone if they will question their superior in front of an enemy like you and they quickly stopped and saluted after that. You informed Tashigi that for some reason you sensed Zoro away from the group, remembering how he somehow got lost in the Merry before and may have directional problems, and to guide him back to the main plaza. With you helping. Tashigi gave you a nod and told a handful of soldiers to follow you to help Zoro. That they must protect as many lives as they can at all costs.

 

"Yes, Sergeant!" They all echoed with a firm salute this time before following you after you told them to do so. Heading towards the west of Aluburna until you spotted a head that looked like a leaf due to the hair color, who looked lost and confused somehow even though the smoke should be seen in an obvious direction.

 

"Oi! Zoro!" You called, Zoro turning to you only to widen his eyes at the marines around you. His hands on his two swords tightening.

 

"What-?! How'd you bring marines over here?!"

 

"Roronoa Zoro!" A marine called while pointing to the direction of the plaza. "You lost or what?"

 

"Yeah, how did you end up over here? The plaza was that way!"

 

Zoro's face just formed into more of a confused flustered scowl as the marines went on, them asking him sincerely if he's stupid which made you chuckle.

 

"They may have a point, Zoro." You said lightly, approaching him despite his swords being out as you threw him a grin. "You have to go to the plaza. You've been going the wrong direction, can't you see the smoke?" You asked while pointing a finger to the north as Zoro gritted his teeth.

 

"I'm obviously going towards the smoke! I was just heading that way before you guys stopped me!"

 

"Pfft, yeah okay," You said.

 

"That seems doubtful." A marine added.

 

"Yeah, you're not going the right way at all, pirate."

 

"Are pirates brain dead?"

 

You laughed as Zoro's expression morphed into an angry scowl filled with teeth and ticks.

 

"OI!"

 

"Come on, Zoro!" You placed a hand to his shoulder, in an attempt to calm him as you still had your lips lifted. "We have to hurry, there's a time limit. Just follow!" You moved in front of him in a light jog. Zoro behind you making a tsk and a low mutter about you being a weirdo but nonetheless following you but kept his tense form as the marines behind him followed suit before they split off. Them telling the both of you to not do anything "funny", which made your lips quirk again with Zoro just grunting but your attention was grabbed when you felt the need of a storm to protect and a reckoning to be had. And...the desperate need to read yet acceptance of the setting sun.

 

It made you turn your head towards the direction, Zoro taking note of it as he glanced at you as the both of you ran.

 

"What?"

 

"...weird," Is all you said, feeling the different sorts of anger but they both just seemed to blend together with ideals that are different yet... and that energy you've been feeling since four years ago...it felt more sad if that was even possible. You turned your head to meet Zoro's questioning stare. "You just have to keep going ahead like this, this will be north. I have to check something. Just make sure your shadow stays to the right of you and you'll going the right way." Zoro looked to see what you were talking about, frowning in thought.

 

"What?" He repeated again, brows furrowed  as he turned back towards you only to see empty air. He scowled. "OI! YOU CANT JUST KEEP DOING THAT!"

 

You ran along the rooftops after using Soryu, you grinning mischievously at hearing Zoro's indignant yell but he'll be fine. He has a declaration to fulfill.

 

But seriously... you felt the energies, and you made the connection of the one that always seemed to love and just feel like all that nerdy stuff. Of sadness. Of self-hate.

 

And it made you connect another missing piece of what that reptile would want if he isn't interested much in money nor royalty.

 

It just made you think:

 

What an idiot.

 

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You warned him.

 

You did.

 

And now look, covered by ancient ruins from his supposed plan of his. You are aware of the existence of Pluton, the weapon that the World Government wants to keep under wraps by having Poneglyph reading illegal. Who didn't know? Whether you were a marine or not, everybody knew the lengths the World Government went with the island of Ohana. As well as the Void Century of when and how the World Government came to power. The weapon that could destroy islands. What Crocodile wanted. You didn't think he would be able to achieve it, not without one integral piece to read it.

 

The one woman who others state was a villain as a child. Who was the same age as you when you got lucky at not being alone anymore but she was.

 

Nico Robin.

 

No wonder her energy felt like that. A mix of wistfulness, a heavy heart and yet a need to learn.

 

All of this made you want to scowl in annoyance and irritation.

 

But look at you, trying to get the ruins off of him so he can breathe a little easier from his fight with Luffy. You managing to get lucky that the Straw Hats left the area of the temple ruins, and that the large reptile landed a bit away from the temple too. The storm gave a lot of damage to the warlord. But here you are, trying to help the arrogant man for a reason you can't possibly search for or understand. It wasn't the first time this has happened.

 

You were like this with him too.

 

You clenched your teeth as you lifted up the last rock off of him, and took his arm around your shoulders to move him a little bit aways from the fallen Royal Ruins. The Poneglyph now unreachable, hidden beneath the rocks.

 

The sea calls.

 

"Silver Blood." You glanced at Crocodile who looked tiredly at you, his voice scratchy. You made a noise in the back of your throat in acknowledgement as you began to put him back on the ground. He growled but you ignored him, there was nothing he could do anyways. Once he was down on the ground, you leaned back on your heels as you squatted on the floor. Kuroi ten'nosabaki glinting in the sun in silence as Karasu's usually thrumming was also quiet.

 

"I told you Crocy. You should've listened for once. Or just not have done this all together." You said, looking at him with no emotion in your eyes. Crocodile scowled and looked away from your face. "Mah...well, I won't repeat myself about these ambitions of yours instead of dreams. I don't really like being a broken record and I know you don't wanna hear one either. Makes the meaning lessen. But...I know you get it either way."

 

"When I die I'll still live."

 

"You're speaking like a fool."

 

"Tch, and you're speaking like someone with no ambition. When I achieve my dream, people will remember. They'll know of the strongest woman in the world and some history book in the future will have my name right there! They can't and will not forget even when I die, cause I'll make sure everyone will remember it even in death! Don't you wanna be in history, Crocs?"

 

Crocodile didn't turn at your words, his half lidded eyes instead closing a tad more.

 

"Tch...the marines are at fault as well," you clenched your fists as you glared at the ground,"they haven't been paying much attention to you the last few years. They hardly pay attention to anything really." You muttered out. Crocodile glanced at you, seeing the hate in your eyes. A look that was bone chilling and could possibly freeze anyone who saw it.

 

It suited those dark eyes of yours.

 

But, at the same time, it didn't.

 

"Why?" He asked, bringing you out of your state as you looked at him with blinking eyes. You then looked at him evenly, and said with a shrug.

 

"I don't really know," you began slowly, "I tend to save people I claim to dislike. It seems to have become a habit. It doesn't mean I'm not going to let the marines have you. That's a little too much."

 

He looked at you and chuckled, his eyes seeming to hold less edge to them.

 

The wind stirred.

 

"You really are naive aren't you?"

 

You flushed in embarrassment, as well as confusion at his soft look and your blood seeming to thrum at his energy. Clearly caught off guard by the sand man.

 

"W-what?! I told you not to call me that!"

 

He smirked.

 

"Make sure when I'm wherever the marines leave me at, that those other idiots don't come for you. You're mine to taint."

 

Your eyes widened. A small tick mark then formed on your forehead.

 

"Excuse me?!" You yelled. You then blinked your eyes as you processed his sentence fully.

 

"Wait, what idiots?"

 

The Warlord sighed, closing his eyes.

"Oblivious as well..." Crocodile muttered out tiredly.

 

When he didn't seem to open his eyes once again, you decided to leave him finally. You glancing only once behind you before you disappeared.

 

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Edited 03/14/21

 

Combined the previous chapters of Nostalgia, Mr. 0, and Naive and of course again added some scenes.

 

I really like Crocodile and Silver Blood's relationship(who am I kidding, I love all the men's relationship with SB and how they grew) so I wanted to give hints just how someone as high spirited and loud and totally not graceful like SB can manage to snag Croc's attention.

 

And that's without the obvious first meeting of course ;D

 

Hope you guys enjoy! I'm really liking all the little flashback scenes and flashback words~ Hope you guys did too! Thank you!

 

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**Kuroi ten'nosabaki🗡🎇 💀(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black sword with a sheen of silver buster sword that's carrie son your back. Think of it like Cloud's sword from Final Fantasy or Zabuza's sword from Naruto.

 

(Your sword is a mix of Cloud's and Zabuza's, there is no hole in your sword, but there IS a half moon cut in it. But the half moon cut near the top of the sword.)

 

**Karasu(Raven): your noticeably smaller and total black sword that is on your hip. You can imagine whatever sword you want, but perhaps the Chokuto sword will fit. Like Sasuke's sword from Naruto Shippuden.

 

**Tekkai: Iron Body. Defense technique taught by the marines where your body turns hard like iron.

 

**Soryu: Shave. Where you can move in an instant flash in a burst of high speed. Taught and learned normally by marines.

 

**Geppo: Moon Walk. A move where it appears you're jumping in midair, when it's just the strength of your legs moving quickly and touching the ground that keeps you upright. You often used this when you're on your small boat so you can go faster on sea. Taught and learned normally by marines.

Chapter 6: The Straw Hats See You Later!

Summary:

Memories come and go. Also fluffy.

Notes:

A/N: 12/28/21 Currently Editing Chapters So Expect Sudden Writing Style Changes As You Read

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Afterwords, the rain pouring on your walking form with hands in your pockets—you noticed another body once you reached the main area of Aluburna again. You blinking at the barbecued body, remembering the explosion in the sky as you widened your eyes and quickly squatted down next to the burnt man—analyzing.

 

He's breathing. Guess you're just gonna be a luggage of bodies today.

 

You assessed him once more as well as the surroundings and seeing everyone was too busy celebrating that it's now raining in this once drought filled country or focusing on other injuries on both sides.

 

"This is gonna hurt," you warned to him strongly before picking him up bridal style since your buster sword would be in the way. You don't think the man needs anymore metal to the face. The man giving a painful groan as you did so but was still unconscious. "Let's take ya to someone who can help, hero. The smell of burnt skin isn't as appetizing to me."

 

You walked through the streets and passed by the various citizens, soldiers and now Ex rebels as they called the name of the man you were carrying in surprise and offering to help but you said it's best if you do it until you can lay the Royal guard named Pell in a cot. The ones you assisted telling you another of their thanks for helping them, as you gave them a small smile with a pang.

 

You passed by Tashigi and the other marines as well, them seeming to leave and your eyes met. You flashing her a small smile and a nod, Tashigi's eyes blinking before giving a slight nod in return before turning her back—the both of you continuing on through the battle torn streets of the royal palace city.

 

"Ah, (Y/N)-san. There you are, who are you—Pell?!" You glanced at the Princess as she ran towards you in anguished concern with the king standing still behind her. When she came to your side she peered at the ma!'s face in your arms. "What...is he...?"

 

"He's alive," you answered as Vivi gave a relieved sob as the King ordered others for a cot immediately. "Gotta be careful with him though. Have you seen everybody else? Where are they?"

 

Vivi pointed to where she last saw the Straw Hat crew before she had to leave to make her speech along with her father. You laying Pell on the cot, the King touching your shoulder that they owe you a debt with you feeling odd at his sincere expression with wet eyes before waving him away that you just did what anyone would do. You than walking through the streets till you saw the Straw Hats on the floor.

 

All sprawled out and looking exhausted but their faces in peace as they slept.

 

You smirked, squatting near Luffy and releasing a chuckle as he mumbled "Meat" as your gaze stared at the young boy who had a storm within before your (e/c) eyes moved to each member of the Straw Hats.

 

"You guys...you're going to do great things. You already have...fresh in the Grand Line and already making waves. Or," you tilted your head, looking in thought as raindrops fell from your cap onto the floor, "is it...Dawn?"

 

You shook your head, taking note of Ace's absence and that he was already gone to find this Blackbeard. You need to watch out for the papers that he's alright or if any islands have spotted him, you'll be his backup if necessary no matter what he says.

 

You stood, calling the attention of the Royal doctors for them to come here with cots for the tired crew. You watching as they handled all of them and took them away. You eventually following them as you kept your watchful gaze on the crew before stopping at the entrance of the palace, staring up at the large imposing yet beautiful structure that is unique only in Alabasta before Vivi came beside you, still injured but with a smile that was less tense like before.

 

More free.

 

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Vivi asked, as she stared wistfully at her home. "It's a little hurt now but we'll soon get it to how it looked before. Before everything. This place—no, this country...I'm really glad it's alright."

 

You gave her a side glance, lips twitching up.

 

"You got good friends."

 

Vivi hummed, eyes glittering in happiness before turning towards you.

 

"It's also cause of you," Your eyes widened a fraction at her grateful look. "You really helped me and this country. Now that I look back on it...back than, you were just keeping those Pirates away from here when you visited. I'm sorry I read you wrong. You even found Pell. You really did a lot."

 

"I really didn't," you answered, the corners of your lips up feeling a little tight. "Save your thanks for that crew right there. They really went far and beyond I think anyone could've imagined." Except maybe Shanks with Luffy. Or Mihawk with Zoro. "You've got amazing friends. Keep them close, yeah?"

 

Vick's expression than turned a little sad before she said a yes but you rose a brow at her.

 

"Are you going with them?"

 

"I...I have to think...my country," She tightened her hands on her robed thighs, "They need me but..."

 

You waved a hand at her.

 

"You don't gotta explain to me with whatever you're going to do. Whatever it is, it'll be the right one either way."

 

Vivi's head turned towards you, surprised and hopeful.

 

"You really think so?"

 

"Yeah," you said casually, putting your arms behind your head as you stared up at the sky that rained drops of hope and peace. "A Princess willing to do what she must for her land and a friend that cares for others deeply and greatly. Pick whichever, you're both really. They'll understand either way I think. They're your Nakama right?"

 

Vivi stared, eyes a little wet as she released a wobbly smile.

 

"Y...yeah!"

 

After that, Vivi let you in so you could rest but did it discreetly like the Royal doctors did with the straw hats due to the marine presence still in the country. You rested up in a separate room from where the Straw Hats were and Vivi, helping around the castle with moving large supplies since your strength is nothing to laugh about and you can carry building supplies or large crates of medicine your self.

 

Although, the image of a small woman carrying a mountain of crates on her shoulder would make people stare you guess. Their eyes didn't have to be so wide though.

 

Did they expect you to carry all the stuff in front of you? How will you be able to see where you're going?

 

Once everyone awoke, the feast officially started but not without you apologizing to everyone first that you weren't near them to help much, all of them making an odd face including Vivi.

 

"It's okay!" Chopper said around his injuries, Vivi nodding at his words and giving you a smile.

 

"I already told you before, you helped a lot. Even after it. The fight wasn't even meant to involve you in the first place really. I'm sure you would've helped more if you could!"

 

"Shishishi! You're a good person (Y/N)!" Luffy shouted with a laugh, between him eating his feast of food. Some crumbs coming out of his mouth as a result. "Although you're pretty weird."

 

"You have no room to talk!" Nami, Sanji, and Usopp yelled at him with their hands raised in a chopping motion.

 

"(Y/N)-chwan looked amazing running around and doing her best!" Sanji swooned, hearts seeming to come out of him. The amount of the pinkness made you sweat drop and couldn't help but think of a more giant pink shape. "I could only wish that one day I can see you use that sword and out show us all with your magnificent and graceful power~!"

 

"Masochist." Zoro stated blandly with a sip of his beer. "You're more of a pervert than I thought."

 

Sanji turned in his seat of the long feast filled table, ticks on his face.

 

"WHAT DID YOU SAY, MARIMO?!"

 

"You heard me, Ero Cook. You got a serious—hey! Don't steal my food Luffy!" Zoro swatted his stretched captain's arms away from his plate, only for it to be naught since he got stabbed with Luffy's fork. He hissed. "You stabbed me! Man, I have no time to argue about your weird fetishes, Swirly Brow." He said before he quickly went ahead and tried to eat his plate before Luffy did.

 

"I don't have any fetishes you idiot! Appreciating women and how they take charge and being all over me isn't a—Dammit, Luffy! You're spitting food at me!"

 

Sanji raged as Usopp stared at him with a sweatdrop, Luffy just continuing to eat like it was his last meal as you stared at how his food disappeared in front of him like magic. You quickly eating the food in front of you yourself despite the lingering questions, having to stuff your face due to Luffy's hand stretching towards you as you sat next to the baffled Usopp.

 

"What exactly were you going to say...?" The future and hopeful brave warrior asked.

 

"Stop it, Luffy!" Nami yelled with a smack to her captain's face, only making his eyes gouge out from surprise and nearly choke with his hands to his neck and seeming to struggle. Nami sighed, handing him a glass of water. "Here you idiot, and slow down!"

 

Luffy didn't slow down.

 

After you were satisfied and called the kitchen for their famous (veggie/meat) kebabs this country has, having enough as Luffy kept going. You turned back towards them.

 

"You guys seem to have a good read on me already for some reason." You observed, going back to what they stated earlier about you, mildly impressed at the crew. But questioning on how exactly they would think such a thing. "It was just a bit ago you guys were scared of me."

 

Zoro glanced over to you, spotting your slightly furrowed brows.

 

"Luffy's brother shared some stories about you before he left to search for the guy he was looking for." Zoro answered your silent question as he took a sip of his alcohol, causing you to glance up at him. Wondering what kinds of stories your friend shared. "That, and we all know that not all rumors are true."

 

"Some may be true," Usopp muttered quietly to himself nervously but you didn't hear as you were too busy thinking on what Ace could've said.

 

It better not be about what I think it is, you thought with a mild flush. The guy knew some embarrassing stuff about you from your time knowing him. I told him that story with all my trust in the line!

 

"That you beat up pirates and marines that you deem wrong. And who've hurt others. " Zoro finished. You straightened at that, calming yourself but still feeling a turn of your gut.

 

Oh. That.

 

"Seems like you're exactly the opposite of what those rumors say (Y/N)-chan." Sanji commented, through a sip of his own drink before again having to knock Luffy away with a shout and thank turning towards patting the choking Chopper who was struggling to eat as fast he could.

 

You only hummed.

 

They can come up to their own conclusions about you. You're just going to stay silent.

 

It was a great time as the feast continued, you laughing freely at Usopp's hot sauce prank towards Luffy with a loud guffaw. The guards around eventually loosening up and laughing themselves as a round Luffy danced atop the table with Chopper having chopsticks up his nose and Usopp balancing about nine plates with his nose alone, you deciding to join in by holding the round Luffy as he kept twirling upon your left hand and Usopp with his plates atop your right. The rest of the crew and the guards as well as Royals laughing and clapping at the spectacle.

 

It was a grand party and made you feel light, similar to when you're near the sun. But instead you're around the encompassing storm.

 

You...really loved it.

 

Afterwords, as the others were on their way to their rooms due to the King inviting them to the royal baths, the King stopped you.

 

"(Y/N)-san," You turned from your conversation with the exuberant Luffy, the story of when you and Shanks and some of the crew swam in the glowing blue lakes of Gippsland Island only for their bodies to have them glow blue due to the waters for days. "May I have a word?"

 

"Awwww, why?! (Y/N) was getting to the good part." Luffy complained with a pout only for it to smooth when you waved at him dismissively with a smile.

 

"It's alright. I'll finish it later. Go on ahead, Luffy." You than put an arm around the young boy's shoulders, your smile turning into a playful grin as you whispered. "Make an awesome cannonball in the baths alright? The Future Pirate King needs to make the largest waves to show you really are gonna be the next one."

 

Before you even finished, you arm stayed alone in the air as he zipped by with a whoop and a yell that he'll be the Pirate King and no one can splash like him. Zoro starting after his captain with arched brows and bewilderment as he Luffy what the heck he's talking about.

 

You turned towards the King with a polite smile only for your eyes to widen.

 

He was bowing deeply towards you.

 

"H-hey, I—you shouldn't do that," you waved your hands nervously around him, as if the placating motion would make him stop. "You're a King. Kings...they don't do this."

 

The King didn't acknowledge your words, only stayed in his deep bow.

 

"Kings are humans too," he said, your mouth parting at how different he was to all the others you've met—in disbelief. "And you've done a lot for this country. Not only with saving my royal guards life—who surely would've died due to his injuries from the bomb, but also for what you've done in the past." Your brows furrowed, the King standing up as he stared at you with a regal smile but much more open than you've seen before. He acted as if the two of you were in the same level. "Your past actions here in this country...you were like my daughter trying to gain evidence, yes?"

 

You looked away, hands in your pockets.

 

"I didn't really succeed in that...I didn't do much. It's really Luffy and everybody else you need to thank."

 

The King's smile only widened, his eyes seeming to look through you when you glanced back at him.

 

"And I shall. Nonetheless, know you are welcome here in this country any time."

 

You didn't know what to say, so you merely nodded while giving a stiff bow back—apologizing for the bow and saying you really haven't greeted a Royal like this in a long time only for the King to laugh and wave it away, saying he doesn't mind and it was still quite good. You knew he was just being nice though. You're pretty sure your arms are supposed to be in front of you instead of to the side.

 

You think you were also supposed to bow more deeply? It wasn't exactly ninety degrees. You're not sure. You're trying to protect your back.

 

Gotta be in top shape to be the world's strongest woman after all!

 

Soon after you walked away, you cursed within your thoughts.

 

God dammit, Crocodile! Look what you have done! Next time I see you, you're totally gonna hear more from me you arrogant reptile.

 

You thought, heading to your room with a mild scowl due to your situation.

 

You don't really know why you automatically thought you would see him again, despite his definite departure towards Impel Down. Probably because the scarred man's head might be too big for the place.

 

Either way, it's a gamble you're willing to make.

 

You have a feeling that the grump would get upset if you didn't take the gamble either.

 

Him and all those lessons of betting and gambling when you would play in his casino...like really...

 

The one in a million chance games are more your thing anyways.

 

Once you reached your room, you passed by Nami and Vivi with towels. Nami taking note of you with a curious smile, only to falter when you didn't have a towel yourself.

 

"Eh? Aren't you going to take a bath with us?" The orangette asked incredulously. "You must be as tired as we are...you've been running around helping everybody while Luffy was still sleeping."

 

"She doesn't have to if she doesn't want to, Nami," Vivi reasoned but turned towards you with a kind smile. "But you should join us, (Y/N)-San! It's a rare opportunity to enjoy the baths. We usually only use it when it rains and now..." Vivi didn't have to finish. It was obvious.

 

You answered with a casual shrug, a casual grin on your lips as you kept your hands in your pockets.

 

"I don't really mind. I can just take a shower or something. Besides," you said, you suddenly scratching your cheek sheepishly with a slight flush on your cheeks as you looked to the side. "I have bad luck with saunas and Royal baths. I always end up in the wrong side..."

 

You kept your mind away from Kuraigana Island as much as you could, only to flush anyways under your hat at the memory of steam and heat—oh wait, that's your ears right now. That's without even thinking of other incidents elsewhere too.

 

Vivi blinked while Nami rose a brow, a teasing smile tugging her lips.

 

"I didn't know you were a pervert~."

 

"W-what?!" You yelped, face red and defensive. "N-no I'm not! It's accidents! They were all accidents I swear! I j-just hate knocking! And reading! Also he made me mad and—"

 

"I get it," Nami interrupted blandly before smiling once more, bringing you close with a hand to your shoulder as you stared bewildered. Nami rubbing her pointer finger and thumb together suspiciously. "This is just going to be more blackmail than I already have on you than before. Now you have to come or you'll owe an additional five thousand beli for denying me and I'll spread to the next island we go to about your little...habits."

 

You paled.

 

"Wh-what?! You're a menace!" You accused, waving your arms in the air in a mix of playful outrage and denial of this happening to you as Nami pulled back. She wouldn't! "Scoundrel! Cheat! Money licker! Eating green machine! Belilocoholic!"

 

"That sounded hard to say." Vivi couldn't help but point out with a small uncertain smile as you kept going. Adding that Nami charged too much for her juice, calling it debt inducing fruit and that she better not do this to anyone else because others might end up homeless trying to pay her back! "And money licker sounds like boot licker really...Although this is a little much, Nami."

 

Nami only shrugged a shoulder, sticking out her tongue playfully. You than stopped, sighing in defeat before going to your pockets and digging.

 

"You're sure determined, I'll give you that. But I think it's best that I go now. You guys should too, the marines are everywhere and if they follow protocol—they'll have all ports closed. I think I'll check if your ship is alright if you guys are going to do this before leaving myself."

 

"What?" Nami questioned. "What about saying goodbye to everybody else?"

 

Vivi turned towards you, brows furrowed with a questioning expression.

 

You smiled, taking your hand out to have a clip of one hundred thousand belis. Nami's eyes turning into Beli signs in ecstasy, hands immediately catching it when you threw it to her.

 

"I wouldn't do that. I have to say a nice see ya later. Oh, and you can keep that. I wasn't really keeping count of all these debts you kept saying I owe but I think that covers it. But about that seeing everybody off thing..." You put a hand to your chin in thought before getting an idea. "Oh! How 'bout this? We can check off the port of Erumalu? I think that should be good."

 

"You owe me fifty thousand Beli." Nami stated seriously, her face in front of yours. Your brows furrowing as you sweatdropped nervously.

 

"Uhhh, that can't be right. I'm pretty sure I gave you enough..."

 

"I think we need to a financial contract than. You clearly need to come with me and the ship to cover all these finances. After all," Nami evilly grinned, your sweat in the back of your head increasing as she leaned over you as you leaned back. Kuroi ten'nosabaki even having sweat gathering upon the metal. Karasu hissing in denial at the strawberry blonde's gall. "You acted like a hundred thousand Beli was nothing. You didn't even count your debt to the exact numbers!"

 

"We-well...it just doesn't seem important I guess..." You're really bad at financial stuff. Well, maybe just okay. Hina showed you how to keep track of your money when you were younger but it's a lot of things so you just had a wallet with money and if you paid for something than you paid for it. Writing all the stuff down you paid for sounded too much work. It's not like you were a big spender anyways. Than or now, now you just have more money laying around due to your adventures. "Besides...what's the fifty thousand even for than? I feel like the hundred thousand would cover that additional debt you just added...I think?"

 

"You don't even know!" Nami exclaimed.

 

"H-Hey! I do know!"

 

"I have a feeling you shouldn't be left alone for too long, (Y/N)-San." Vivi commented with a smile.

 

"Why do people say that?!" You shouted, embarrassed. "I'm perfectly fine! I don't just run around flipping countries or anything—oh wait. There was this one time with this retired marine guy. And than that awful birth to Royal or slave based on genes in that other kingdom. Or that other one with—"

 

You felt a hit to your hard noggin, your head still leaning forward due to the hit as Nami yelped and held her hand.

 

"OW! Why do you have a hard head?! And we get it! You're an idiot!"

 

"That's not nice." You said with a pout, rubbing your head.

 

"You're crazy!" Nami snapped with sharp teeth before sighing. "Ah well. Too bad you can't join us. You'd be a great help. But Luffy did say you can come to us anytime so," Nami than gave you a smile as you blinked, feeling warmth all of a sudden in your chest as you felt the love of blooming tangerines. "Guess we'll see you at Erumalu. I'll tell the others later."

 

You smiled back, nodding towards them both before leaving after Vivi pointed to you where you could find those fast ducks.

 

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As you travelled atop the quick fast duck with the moon high in the sky and your gray Alabasta garb flowing, sort of missing your Sandora Lizards, you thought of who else in the marines could be here.

 

You happened to overhear in the castle that Hina was here, the one constant female presence when you were a kid, her saying embarrassing things and cheating in the card games you, her and Smoker played with the other marine recruits of their year.

 

You haven't seen her in a bit. You hope she's doing okay.

 

She's one of the good ones.

 

You than idly wondered if you could see Smoker again, you didn't mind seeing him. But it felt a little short, it always did.

 

In fact, sometimes you even looked for him yourself. It was hard without having a vivre card, but it added a sense of adventure as you went this and that trying to find your old friend when he was away from Loguetown. Only just to see him. You smiled slightly.

 

And Smoker would give you this look of utter annoyance, and a scowl. Always asking you on why you would deliberately look for the enemy. To which you would always reply, "But we're not enemies, we're Nakama!" He would give you this look then, a look that he wanted to say they were, but things have changed. And you would give him a sad smile and say he doesn't  have to agree with you. But you would quickly put on your teasing manner towards him immediately, not wanting him to see how sad you were that they were now sworn enemies.

 

They would then have a little fight, sometimes with even Tashigi because she just seemed so eager to fight in your eyes. Because of the sword on your back, and to who you were related to. Tashigi making statements that even though your father was a pirate, he was the best blacksmith during his era. And just when it seemed more marines would intervene, you would give Smoker a quick hug and a wave, and would leave. You smiling cheekily as Smoker had this wide-eyed look because of the quick contact which quickly turned soft. But then his scowl seemed to come back on. You would love watching his face do that every time.

 

It was too funny.

 

It was like he didn't know how to feel about his old friend that was now a pirate.

 

You soon arrived at the ship by the Sandora River, sensing a feeling of friendship and acceptance of a twirling swan that made you furrow your brows.

 

Did they befriend someone else in Alabasta? You thought, not sensing any ill intent at all as you used Geppo to your boat and untying the ropes off of the Going Merry. They must've. Vivi is sure to have met some of her old friends here as she tried to stop the rebels. Glad someone cares for them and is aware enough of what the marines would do if they found the ship...

 

Once you untied the ship, you sailed towards the direction of Erumalu—being careful as you did so.

 

Unbeknownst to you, a certain Okama peeked up from the rails of the Going Merry.

 

"That was close... I wouldn't know what to say to her if she came here and saw me. My, my, Zero-chan, " Bon tutted as he stood with crossed arms. "This is what happens when you don't tell your beloved everything. Total ruin! Despair~! Don't worry though," Bon clenched a hand into a fist, sparkles coming out of him, "I believe in your capability of winning her back!"

 

You soon arrived in Erumalu, off a few miles from the port and hidden by some rocks till you spotted an explosion from far off. Standing up quickly, senses flaring only to furrow your brows in confusion that the Straw Hats were alright but the swan giving a hearty proud wail.

 

They must've used themselves as a distraction. What a nice friend...

 

You spotted the Going Merry, growing closer as you heard the Princess's speech—seeing she won't go with the Straw Hats after all. They couldn't even say back that they'll still be friends, but as you drew closer—you spotted their arms raised with their backs to the Princess and you feel like she knew what they meant without saying anything.

 

You used Geppo upon the waves to make your boat go faster similar to a speed boat, and used Soryu to land on the rails of the Going Merry. Making Usopp fall in exclaimed surprise and told you not to do that with a gasping stutter, you only laughing as Luffy whooped at you.

 

"(Y/N)! You're here!"

 

"I did say she was going to be here, didn't I?" Nami sighed before turning towards you mischievously with her hands together. "Now about that Beli..."

 

"Hey," Zoro simply stated, pointing at your feet on the rails as he leaned against the mast of the Going Merry. "Isn't your sword famous for being heavy? You're not going to break the ship right?"

 

"How dare you call (Y/N)-chwan fat?!" Sanji whirled against Zoro, teeth sharp and a kick to his face that Zoro dodged with an irritated scowl.

 

"When did I say that, Curly Brow?! Why don't you stop imagining things and start cleaning out your ears?!"

 

"Sanji!" Chopper yelled cutely, his face formed into an angry pout as the two fought with dodges of kicks and swipes using the back of a sword. "Zoro is still recovering from his injuries! Stop doing that!"

 

"Oh, sorry Chopper." Sanji actually stopped, putting a foot to the ground as he turned his back to the suspicious Zoro. "I should know better than to fight with a cripple."

 

"What did you say?!"

 

"YOU IDIOTS ARE GOING TO DAMAGE THE MERRY IF YOU KEEP GOING!" Usopp raged and you could only laugh or smirk at their antics.

 

Yeah. They'll do great things.

 

"You guys will be fine," you said, the crew than turning towards you with different expressions of curiosity and attention as you grinned at them. "This'll be the Pirate King's crew in the future. It's only gonna get harder from here but...I have a feeling you guys have the balls to do it."

 

"Yeah," Luffy replied with a large knowing smile, "We will. And if you don't want to join Shanks' crew, make sure you come to ours instead! I'm gonna be more awesome than him one day!"

 

Quite a proclamation. Can you really even do that?

 

You laughed, eyes softening as you jumped off the rail and patting Luffy's head with the Straw Hat with a smile.

 

"The next time we meet, I'll share more stories about Shanks alright Luffy?"

 

Luffy gave a wide grin in return, with his unique and contagious laugh.

 

"Sure! And you can come and party with us anytime (Y/N)! Ace said you're fun to drink with."

 

You dead panned.

 

That little—! You cursed in your head. Hoping that the fire man didn't say much about how you partied with him. Your smile softened however, at Luffy's enthusiastic offer. And gave a small nod.

 

You received food rations from the chivalrous Sanji, you quickly giving a word of thanks with him doing his weird love tornado. You landed on your boat in the water with a wave to the Straw Hats that you'll see them soon—Luffy and Chopper waving the most enthusiastically as Nami got depressed she lost her personal walking bank with Usopp asking what was wrong with the navigator and to get her own money with Zoro agreeing only to get two lunches to the head by an angry Nami, and quickly fled from the marines, keeping your boat hidden as you were gliding through the waves.

 

After you successfully fled Alabasta and the marines, you sat in the middle of your boat looking at the sky with a frown.

 

...

 

Now what do I do? You thought, with a bored frown. Should I just keep sailing this way...?

 

You didn't do much to begin with, going to different islands as they come. Exploring them, trying to find possible treasures, and eating different and interesting foods. Beating people up you didn't like, not caring if they were pirates or marines. Or something in between. Only if you weren't off visiting others you find interesting or your friends. This time though, you got to meet the famous Luffy that Shanks talked about.

 

Your face brightened immediately, an unconscious grin coming on your face.

 

Shanks!

 

You'll go see Shanks!

 

You quickly took out the vivre card that was safe within the hidden pocket inside your Marine cap. You checked where it wanted to head, and you immediately fixed your sails towards that direction, your bright smile not leaving your face once.

 

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Edited 04/28/21

 

Previously was I want to see...!

 

Added a lot more scenes with the Straw Hats and Pell miraculously surviving( he really should've died, like how did he survive a close radius of a literal bomb meant to take out the whole

Plaza of Aluburna 💀 I like you Pell but Geez)

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Notes:

**Kuroi ten'nosabaki🗡🎇 💀(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black sword with a sheen of silver buster sword that's carrie son your back. Think of it like Cloud's sword from Final Fantasy or Zabuza's sword from Naruto.

 

(Your sword is a mix of Cloud's and Zabuza's, there is no hole in your sword, but there IS a half moon cut in it. But the half moon cut near the top of the sword.)

 

**Karasu(Raven): your noticeably smaller and total black sword that is on your hip. You can imagine whatever sword you want, but perhaps the Chokuto sword will fit. Like Sasuke's sword from Naruto Shippuden.

 

**Tekkai: Iron Body. Defense technique taught by the marines where your body turns hard like iron.

 

**Soryu: Shave. Where you can move in an instant flash in a burst of high speed. Taught and learned normally by marines.

 

**Geppo: Moon Walk. A move where it appears you're jumping in midair, when it's just the strength of your legs moving quickly and touching the ground that keeps you upright. You often used this when you're on your small boat so you can go faster on sea. Taught and learned normally by marines.

Chapter 7: Master and Savior

Summary:

The man who trained you in the way of the sword.

New Arc: Master and Savior Arc(AU)

Notes:

A/N: 12/28/21 Currently Editing Chapters So Expect Sudden Writing Style Changes As You Read

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

You stared below your feet at the white salty crystals that showed your reflection, the reflection showing your face despite the salt underneath your feet was just that. Salt.

 

The clouds were over you, white and grand and fluffy with the sky a pure blue. And the crystals below you reflected that as well—like a mirror. Or an edge really.

 

The salt being stretched for miles everywhere you looked—all you saw was white and white reflecting the sky's blue and fluffy clouds.

 

As well as you making faces at the ground, squatting down and leaning your face down towards the flat salty ground below you.

 

You don't really know why you decided to leave the Red Haired pirates campsite for a bit to travel the land by your lonesome, you love the crew's cheer and loud songs with alcohol always seeming to drip around everywhere somehow. Yasopp's pride as a father about his son and a childhood of the East Blue, brave members of the crew trying to out eat Lucky Roux(you tried once with your favorite dish, you got up to seven before you had to quit before you threw up as a release for the explosion wanting to release from your body. A bite still halfway down your throat and a laughing Shanks having to pat your back strongly for you to finally swallow from surprise due to your nearly spitting at Lucky's victorious face), and Benn being the calmest and practically the babysitter even though he laughs at the others antics. And Shanks...

 

Well...

 

You thought of the feeling of the heat of the sun on your cheeks. The ray's washing over you brightly in a way sometimes that can make you squint from the brightness.

 

Shanks.

 

Maybe you do know why you separated from them for a bit.

 

Your face paused in thought, your tongue still out as you stared at yourself with quite an odd expression on your face. Staring at the reflection that stared back, moving to touch the rim of your marine cap and watching as the one below followed the movement as you stared at your pensive (e/c) eyes and your scarred left cheek. Kuroi ten'nosabaki dark metal reflecting with the sun behind your back as if in an echo with Karasu on your hip merely glinting yet silent.

 

How did you get to know someone like—

 

"Don't eat the salt," you leaned forward in surprise, your hand somehow making your hat slip off your head as you met a face full of salt. "Oh, too late I see! Dahahaha! What are you doing all the way here by yourself?"

 

You sat up, spitting out salt from your mouth with your eyes squinted to oblivion as you swiped your face. Shanks getting closer to you with a smile, arm casually leaning against his sword Gryphon on his hip.

 

"You're making that face you make when you wake up when our favorite primate decides to do his morning jumping on our backs," Shanks teased with a laugh as you flushed, remnants of salt still around your mouth as he moved and stood over you. "Your eyes are practically gone you know. Guess you didn't see the salt, eh?"

 

He laughed, and you would've laughed with him if you weren't so surprised at his presence. You must've been too in your thoughts to sense him. Also, what he said was embarrassing!

 

You make ugly faces when you just wake up!

 

"S-Shanks, be quiet! My eyes aren't that bad when I wake up... a-and you just surprised me! I wasn't thinking of eating the salt!"

 

Shanks made a doubtful face, playful.

 

"You sure?"

 

"...it does taste quite salty."

 

"For your sake," Shanks answered, eyes serious. "I hope it's only salt you're tasting. And not anything else. It is on the ground you know."

 

Your eyes widened, blanching as you held your head.

 

"YOU DONT THINK I ATE PISS DID I?!"

 

"Who knows."

 

"Wha—YOURE NEVER GONNA LIVE THIS DOWN!"

 

Shanks let out a hearty laugh, red hair flowing in the wind as he winked down at you. You slightly flushing at the look.

 

"Only if you let me! Besides, who knows for sure?" You looked away, grumbling as you sat with crossed legs that you really hope you didn't get an extra ingredient with the salt and feel more of an idiot that earlier you actually wanted to taste it without having to get surprised from his presence. Shanks staring at you all the while with a calm smile, before releasing a quiet sigh through his nose at you and sat next to you. His shoulder bumping against yours as he did so, making you look over at him only for your eyes to widen. Shanks getting a handful of the salt in front of him and stuffing his face with it, his face turning pale at the strong flavor before having to spit it out with his tongue slightly out in disgust as you asked him what the heck that was for. "What? Now we're both idiots."

 

Your lips parted as your eyes widened, only for your cheeks to join in when Shanks put a hand to your head and ruffled it with a close eyed grin.

 

"Just say you got me back by tripping me or—HACK!" Shanks choked with tears in his eyes, hand to his throat as you panicked. "It's really salty!"

 

"You didn't have to do that, Shanks!" You shouted, leaning towards him by moving to kneel beside him and rubbing his black cloaked back encouragingly to help him as you stared in worry. "Ahhh man, you still got salt in the back your throat huh? Which one of us is the real idiot?"

 

Shanks, after coughing up a few more salt balls, glanced at you with a knowing smile.

 

"I wonder..." You yelled a stuttered hey, wondering what he meant with your hand still to his back as Shanks only chuckled, the feeling being felt with your hand. Turning towards the landscape that was a mirror in thought. "What has you here all alone? You never said."

 

You paused, the other hand near your cap on the salty flat twitching before you dropped the hand to the kind red haired captain's back as you sat back down with crossed legs. Grabbing your cap to have it between your legs and touching along the letters of 'Marine' and the rim, what you tend to do when you think.

 

"Just thinking."

 

"About?"

 

"...nothing much really." You answered, your gaze facing to the landscape that had the blue upon the ground and sky with cotton clouds above and below and your form having another now next to you. Less alone. Shanks staring at you from the corner of his eye as you observed the area around you, your lips up but not quite meeting your faraway (e/c). "I was just looking at this place...it really deserves the name of the Salty Shores. It just fits you somehow, I guess. It's a nice territory."

 

Shanks hummed, leaning his head against his hand as he moved his autumn brown eyes towards the phenomenon that one will have to see to believe.

 

"They call it the border between Heaven and Earth," Shanks said, you peering at his face beside you, his lips formed into those small quiet smiles he does. "The rain makes it clear like this. As if you're walking amongst the sky and the clouds. The salt mounds around here if you step on it just as you stare down at the reflective clouds can make it seem like you're actually stepping on clouds..."

 

You moved your gaze to one of the salt mounds several feet away from the two of you, small yet wide and for a moment you wanted to try.

 

What is it like to step on clouds? The ones closest to the sun?

 

As you stared at the mound, you didn't see Shanks eyes flit back towards you. Autumn eyes soft as he read your expression with curious wonder, unguarded and free. Like you're meant to look. Not what he saw when he walked towards you.

 

Although your tongue out was cute.

 

"If you want," you turned and met Shanks eyes, autumn looking through (e/c) as his pulled up on one side as he held his head, "I can be the bridge for you in between the border. Of anything you can't cross."

 

You don't know why, but you flushed although your brows furrowed.

 

"I don't think you can carry me that high Shanks."

 

Shanks blinked, raising his head from his hand.

 

"I wasn't—"

 

"Unless you're planning to throw me...that'd be really fun but I'm pretty heavy and I would have to have one foot on your one hand so you could do it."

 

"You don't get at all what I was saying—" Shanks whined, shoulders deflating although maybe it's best you didn't understand. "And pointing out the one hand thing was pretty cruel, (Y/N)!"

 

You tilted your head, frowning in disappointment.

 

"So...no throwing?"

 

"You don't have to make that face!" Shanks playfully shouted before standing up and wrapping a hand around your bicep to bring you up with him. His face than turning mischievous, putting an arm around your shoulders as you slightly flushed. "I'm glad to see that you're confident in my abilities to catch you though when I throw you. The landing won't be soft if you don't pay attention. Salt isn't soft at all."

 

You turned your head towards him, peering up at him as they walked back. Eyes suspiciously cautious.

 

"You sure you won't need Benn's help? Maybe... a hand?"

 

Your shoulders felt empty as Shanks squatted down the floor, crocodile tears going down his face.

 

"So cruel, (Y/N)! Benn and some of the other guys already make fun!"

 

"H-hey, I'm joking!" You said nervously, not wanting to hurt your saviors feelings. Especially since you know his arm was lost for good reasons. "I don't—"

 

Shanks turned, tongue sticking out.

 

"Gotcha~!"

 

You stared gobsmacked before moving and punching him lightly on the shoulder with a call of his name as he stood and laughed. The both of you walking back side by side, casual conversation and teases and jokes back and forth, the mirror of the Heavens and Earth reflecting the both of you along.

 

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You didn't have to travel very far, which you were grateful for. Only took a couple of days to locate the red head and his crew. When you were getting closer to the island the Red-Haired Pirates seemed to be inhabiting as of now, you spotted a familiar unique small boat with a sitting figure on it.

 

You grinned.

 

"Oi! Mihawk!" The figure turned around and you were met with piercing gold eyes seeing your form, your arms waving frantically back and forth as you looked at him with excitement. He didn't say or do anything but look at you blankly, as you tried to move your boat faster. Using Geppo against the waves, your legs on the ocean to catch up to Mihawk. Once you were next to him you leaned against the side of your boat to look at him.

 

"Sup Mihawk? How you've been?"

 

"(Y/N). What are you doing here?" You opened your mouth to answer until he cut you off.

 

"Don't answer. I already know." You looked at him with a frown.

 

"Then why did you even ask..." You muttered out as you looked to the side, only to look back at him quizzically. "Wait, how would you know?"

 

Mihawk stared at you with his piercing gaze, replying, "You always loved to be around the Red-Hair." You blushed at his statement and stuttered "H-he just throws good parties you know? And... I l-like his company." Mihawk said nothing as he continued to gaze at you, you didn't mind it though. You were aware of his tendency to stare at you without saying anything, it weirded you out sometimes though.

 

"Hey, can we spar?" You looked at him excitedly, you haven't sparred with him in awhile, and you wanted to test your abilities. He gave you a once over, and replied with a "Not now." You pouted, saying they haven't fought in awhile and wondered out loud if he was scared that the student perhaps passed the teacher. He gave you a silencing look, which you let out a nervous chuckle and sweat drop at.

 

You loved the relationship you had with your teacher Mihawk. Soon after you became a pirate, you came across Mihawk once again in one of your visits to Shanks. He remembered you from the first meeting, and decided to indeed train you. Although it took some coaxing.

 

You gave them a confident grin and a determined glare.

 

"Yeah. I'm his daughter. And I'm going to be the strongest woman in the world!"

 

With how you entered the Warlords meeting with the marines in Holy Marijoa all those years ago, of course the impression would stick. Especially if it was the meeting right before you left the marines. A new dream on your mind, your childhood one already crushed and destroyed to go for.

 

You trained with him for one year in his lonely and dark mansion. You remembered questioning him always on how he lived here before, without anyone else around. Mihawk  always saying he enjoys the silence. You weren't convinced however. You'd always make sure to at least get him out of his mansion to do something, which was always sparring and training if you managed to convince him away from his books and wine. You didn't mind it, the sweat. The blood. The gasps of breath in trying to keep up with his training. Made you feel. It made you stronger.

 

And the strongest woman in the world has to be strong after all.

 

But when they were inside the castle, instead of wanting to rest like any other normal person would. You wanted to do something with the serious swordsman. Whether it was trying and failing to make a cake for him, or just talking with him while he read his books. He'd claim that you were loud sometimes, and he'd give you these looks that immediately made you stop at whatever you were trying to do despite your normal fiery nature. You giving a nervous laugh as you gave him a sheepish smile, scratching the back of your head or your freshly scarred cheek.

 

As time passed though, it seemed his looks were less sharper as he looked at you. Him seeming to get used to your presence and company, or maybe that was just the hopeful side of you talking. But you couldn't help but see that he talked more now, instead of just three sentences with each conversation they had, it increased. Allowing you to get closer to his side of the table as the months passed. Not only that, but he wasn't just an amazing master, but a nice host. You even heard him play his guitar, a skill you wished you had. He'd make the most beautiful music with it, that you always had to close your eyes with a small appreciative smile as you listened. And when he'd stop, you always wished for him to keep going, but only let out a pleased sigh off of your lips as you opened your eyes again. Only to have Mihawk's golden eyes staring at you with a look you couldn't place.

 

He always did that too...but he's not the first man with eyes you couldn't quite read.

 

And the first time he called your name instead of your title, was when you were having a nightmare one night. Months passed since you first arrived. And you couldn't help but give him a bright smile and pointed it out after you recovered successfully from it.

 

"You called my name." You remembered saying when you sat atop your bed and he brought you tea he brewed. Gold eyes staring at you as he handed you the steaming cup carefully. "You called my name," you repeated, "Instead of calling me Silver Blood." You looked at him softly, eyes tired yet still feeling happy that the distant man finally called you by your name after months of living with him.

 

He said nothing as he sat in the chair by your bed, merely stirring his tea with a spoon before he tapped the back of your hand holding your cup and letting it stay there before saying a soft "I did." Giving a small nod with a ghost of a smile before pulling back. You recalling that when you drank the tea and laid back down, you feeling soft touches to your cheeks before the click of a door closed to your room.

 

By the time that he said that you had to train by yourself, you were hesitant in leaving. You didn't like the thought of him being alone in his big and empty mansion, the only soul living in it being him. Unless you counted the Humandrills in the rest of the island but that shouldn't count...You thought to yourself that perhaps you can just stay with him in his mansion, but, you wanted to get stronger on your own.

 

You wanted to explore the rest of the world with your newfound freedom. Leashed too long.

 

So when your small boat was ready, your makeshift mast in the middle of your small boat, they stood in front of each other. Mihawk saying that he would like to see you progress the next time they meet. You frowned at his formality of his sentence, not liking it one bit.

 

"I'll visit." You said, Mihawk raised an eyebrow.

 

You smiled at his questioning expression.

 

"I'll visit anytime I'm close Mihawk. It's lonely in this big mansion of yours, and I'd hate for my master to suffer that feeling."

 

Mihawk raised his brows in surprise at your statement, you only smiling brightly at him.

 

"Also, let's spar the next time we see each other. Maybe you can teach me more on how to properly do that chicken and rice too, I feel like it's almost perfect and much better than my first time! And I'd love to hear that guitar of yours the next time I come here , you play it beautifully Mihawk." He said nothing but stare at you with incredulous eyes, eventually letting out an of course with a hint of amusement in his voice.

 

Your smile softened.

 

"And Mihawk?"

 

"Yes?" You hugged the Warlord, squeezing him tightly as he staggered back in surprise at the foreign contact. You expressed your thanks as you held him, your cheek against his bare chest with your arms around his waist. That he was a wonderful teacher and host, and you cannot wait to show him when your dream comes true. He eventually returned your hug, his arms gently around your waist with his head on top of your shoulder. When you pulled back, he let his arms fall to his sides. And when you were finally about to leave, he grabbed your hand, you looking back at him in surprise. He kneeled with your hand still in his, as he took off his hat and put it against his chest. The action was so charming that you couldn't help but blush, feeling flustered and embarrassed at such an action. Which only increased when he kissed the back of your hand, his piercing but beautiful eyes looking into yours. He whispered out words you couldn't hear, but you heard him say his own goodbye. Also giving you a piece of his vivre card to the hand he kissed. When he stood up, he was met with a red faced (Y/N), and you were sure he saw his lips twitch into a ghost of a smile. You couldn't tell if it was proud or amused, maybe both? And he kept it until you were already in your boat, a distance away. You waved at him and yelled you would see him later.

 

And you did. You made visits whenever you could to his island, staying only a few days before the call of the sea and adventure wanted you back. Or rather, the call to keep getting stronger and stronger—despite of some of your master's warnings that you should watch yourself on who you fight and mess with. Mostly due to that one time... well, more than one time you think. But nonetheless, you enjoyed the time they spent with each other. And how Mihawk's lips sometimes twitched in amusement, wanting to smile, but could not when you did or said something stupid. You after all tried your best to make the swordsman laugh or smile.

 

Cause everyone should smile when living in this world, you thought each time.

 

When your conversation went to Shanks though, he would have this look in his golden eyes that you couldn't interpret as you spoke vividly of your savior on what you did with him the last time you saw him. You thought it was because on how you were speaking about his old rival of swordsmanship that he lost because of Shanks losing his arm.

 

Either way, you loved the Worlds Greatest Swordsman's company.

 

Despite how stoic he always seemed to look. You learned that's just his face.

 

Once the both of you landed on the island, you docked your boats and began to walk towards where the Red-Haired Pirates were. You walked with your arms crossed behind your head, an already excited smile on your face. Mihawk silently looked at you and your expression, you not noticing a thing as you stared straight ahead as they walked side by side. Your eyes then brightened in remembrance as you said that you met the Strawhats.

 

"Oh?"

 

You smiled at him and confirmed it, saying that they'll become something. And Zoro was intense, wanting to fight you the moment he laid eyes on you. Even discussing the scar on his chest that he received from the worlds greatest swordsman. Mihawk turned his head towards you and asked did you? You telling him of course not, perhaps when he gets stronger. "But don't worry Master, he's your rival not mine. I won't steal him away." He suddenly tugged you towards him, you feeling his hard chest as he brought his lips to your ear. "I told you to stop calling me that." You looked up at him and gave a sheepish smile as you scratched your nose, giving a small apology as you tried to pull away but failed. You looked back up at him with a small frown, but then froze.

 

His gold eyes held you in, his face just a few centimeters away from your own. You felt your cheeks heat up at the closeness, as his piercing gaze looked at you.

 

" If that Red-Hair won't do anything, I will." He whispered, his breath fanning your face as he brought you closer to his lips

 

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Edited 04/30/21

 

I felt a little too vague with how SB and Shanks relationship is. Same with Mihawk and SB.

 

I wanted it vague but MAN! I really made it vague for you guys. XD Sorry about that. I like mystery. And there still is plenty of it!


Anyways! Hope you liked it!
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AHHHHHHHHH~~~!! You're awfully close there to Reader-San Mihawk~! ^_^

 

And the past between you and Mihawk is revealed. Kinda. Didn't show the first meeting however. So you guys might still be lost.

 

Good.

 

This arc will be a short one and then we'll move on to the next canon arc and place.

 

Recommended soundtrack above for this story. I also recommend the Sad Soundtrack for One Piece.

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Notes:

**Kuroi ten'nosabaki🗡🎇 💀(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black sword with a sheen of silver buster sword that's carrie son your back. Think of it like Cloud's sword from Final Fantasy or Zabuza's sword from Naruto.

 

(Your sword is a mix of Cloud's and Zabuza's, there is no hole in your sword, but there IS a half moon cut in it. But the half moon cut near the top of the sword.)

 

**Karasu(Raven): your noticeably smaller and total black sword that is on your hip. You can imagine whatever sword you want, but perhaps the Chokuto sword will fit. Like Sasuke's sword from Naruto Shippuden.

 

**Tekkai: Iron Body. Defense technique taught by the marines where your body turns hard like iron.

 

**Soryu: Shave. Where you can move in an instant flash in a burst of high speed. Taught and learned normally by marines.

 

**Geppo: Moon Walk. A move where it appears you're jumping in midair, when it's just the strength of your legs moving quickly and touching the ground that keeps you upright. You often used this when you're on your small boat so you can go faster on sea. Taught and learned normally by marines.

Chapter 8: Something is Coming

Summary:

The man who saved you.

A war is off to the distance...

Notes:

A/N: 12/28/21 Currently Editing Chapters So Expect Sudden Writing Style Changes As You Read

 

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY TO MY FELLOW AMERICANS!!

AND ANOTHER HAPPY DAY TO BE ALIVE FOR EVERYONE ELSE!! XD

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

"Hey! Mihawk! (Y/N)! What are you doing?"

 

A familiar voice yelled out to the two of you,  you yelped and jumped in surprise, which caused both you and the swordsman to fall on the ground. You being between the swordsman's legs as he laid flat on the ground looking up at the sky with what it seemed to be a glare.

 

"That Red-Hair has horrible timing." He muttered, but (Y/N) didn't hear him as you sat up from the swordsman's body, him following afterwords as they heard Shanks obnoxious laugh. You flushed in embarrassment, as well as being in the presence of the kind red-headed man that saved you so long ago. A hand came in front of your face, which was connected to Mihawk. You slowly took it, ignoring at what just happened between them. And immediately felt an arm around your shoulder, you flushed as you saw Shanks happy face next to you.

 

"Sh-Shanks! How you've been?"

 

The smiling man laughed, his cheeks red and you suspected he might be drunk. He replied heartily that he was alright.

 

"Dahaha! I'm alright! What about you, (Y/N)? What have you been up to since the last time we saw each other?"

 

You grinned up at him.

 

"I saw Luffy."

 

Shanks widened his eyes and his bright smile grew wider, him saying you'll talk when they join the party again. You glanced back at the silent Mihawk and said for him to join, Shanks sliding his eyes towards him as well with a small smile.

 

Mihawk glanced at them.

 

"I shouldn't have come in the first place." He said, and began to turn away until he felt a hand within his own. Your hand.

 

"Come on Mihawk, it's more fun with you around."

 

You tugged him lightly as he stared at you with those eyes of his, Shanks arm—now empty— at his side as he watched with patient eyes. And then replacing it with a big grin, having his arm around Mihawk's shoulder now to turn him towards the party.

 

"Come on, you should listen to (Y/N), Mihawk!" Shanks prodded the swordsman. "Besides, what are you gonna do? Go back all the way to your creepy castle when you're already here? Sounds like a waste to me!"

 

"Yeah," you agreed, tugging him again just as Shanks did it as well. "You're here already so let's have some fun with everybody. It'll be different without you."

 

In the end, he went with the two. Despite giving the two idiots a glare.

 

"Mfghe! Egfhhy ish (Y/ffjk)!" Lucky greeted happily with a wave as he sat by a makeshift table of crates with food in front of him as the three of you drew closer, your head turning towards the large Red Hair pirate with a smile. "Hosgjd artgh yougfh? Hopefht nofgth ingh anfee chroublh leefgh lafgh phimfe. Mfghj ighj angfgh kmghp ifland."

 

"She can't understand a thing you're saying, Lucky." Said Rockstar, one of the newest members of the Red Hair pirates as he made a face at his superior ranking pirate's food fly everywhere only for the large man have a technique with his tongue to even catch the crumbs. To not waste it of course! "I can't understand anything that you said either."

 

"Hey Lucky!" You answered, letting go of Mihawk's hand and drawing closer to everyone's cheering and tips of mugs against each other either to you to welcome you back with grins or simply continuing their drinking games. Mihawk pushing Shanks hand off him only for the man to laugh and draw him closer and say he should greet everyone too while Mihawk replied he doesn't need the Red Hair to be around him to do that. You stood on the opposite end of the crate by Lucky and Rockstar and the other members, hand to your hip. "I'm doing pretty good and see you're winning in a food competition by yourself again! And I don't get into trouble, how many times do I gotta say that? That island just surprised me. Really!"

 

"She understood?!" Rockstar exclaimed, eyes wide.

 

Benn turned from his spot by a shaded tree a few feet behind, smoke curling from his cigarette as he released a calm amused smile as he held his rifle.

 

"(Y/N) has a talent with understanding Lucky. We understand him too but sometimes his words get garbled up due to how he chews the same time he talks," Benn explained, giving you a nod as you waved at him before grinning proudly at his words. Rockstar unable to believe anyone could possibly understand Lucky when he gets gluttonous like this and also staring at you and his captain and the Warlord in interest. "You should need more eyes on you, (Y/N). Sometimes you're worse than our captain when we don't have time to babysit him."

 

You waved your hand dismissively at them.

 

"Oh please! Shanks ain't that bad. And I'm fine! I'm here aren't I?!"

 

"Suspicious," teased Yasopp, who walked towards them with a smirk and placed his hands on his hips before leaning forward with a brow arched. "Who's the one who can't even keep track of her own bounty due to her antics?"

 

"I know my bounty!" You defended as everyone laughed heartily at your face, a combat boot being stomped as if to prove it to them only making them laugh harder. Mihawk not helping at all by saying they may have a point with Shanks pointing at you childishly that made you flush in embarrassment when he said you didn't even know the number you initially had when you became a pirate. "I know it!"

 

"When was the last time it was raised?" Mihawk questioned as he stood with crossed arms, Shanks grubby hand now off him thankfully as Shanks waved obnoxiously at a crew member with the primate to roll him a barrel and some extra mugs.

 

You blinked, your hand to your chin as you thought.

 

"Well...that was...aha!" You snapped your fingers, eyes bright. "That time when I was with Ace and the others and these annoying pirates were in this nice island with huge mushrooms. Or it was these guys that acted like asses and maybe weren't pirates. I don't really remember—but it rose after that!"

 

Outside of Mihawk, everyone burst out into laughter after a moment of silence. Mihawk only sighing in what you read as disappointment as you exclaimed what. Lucky nearly choking on his food as he laughed, tears in his eyes before swallowing lest he died.

 

"That was last year, (Y/N)!" The large man pointed out.

 

"Not only that," Yasopp said as you scowled in embarrassment as Yasopp pointed at you as the rest of crew added their own chortles and comments in the background. You think Shanks was going to fall over if it wasn't for Mihawk's shoulder there and ready to be used, despite the swordsman moving away from him, Shanks managed to grab him again making the swordsman slightly annoyed. Calming when drinks were handed to him and Shanks as the red haired stood up. "You were a marine! Isn't knowing bounties your job?"

 

"It was my job. Do you know how annoying it is to memorize every new pirates face and bounty price?!" You defended yourself, pushing Yasopp's hand away as he snickered. "I got punished each time I wasn't able to recite the new ones! Sometimes I got a pop quiz about old ones and would get smacked in the head each time I got it wrong."

 

"That may explain it," Benn said as you turned towards him with a brow arched in confusion as he calmly smiled. "Perhaps your brain suffered from sort of amnesia due to the hits."

 

"Not only that I think, (Y/N)," You heard Shanks close to you and felt a knuckle tap lightly against your temple below your cap, your eyes turning towards him as you grew more and more embarrassed at their teasing. "That may explain your hard head. You can kill someone with that if you're not careful. Dahahahaha! You should really fix that memory though, you think it's possible you can smack yourself into having a better one?"

 

"Now that you say that—"

 

"No."

 

Mihawk cut you off as Shanks and the others laughed. You huffing at everyone you weren't actually going to do that. Besides, your head is too hard to change now. The primate of the ship deciding to comfort you as you stuck your tongue out at everybody that you don't remember much you did this year anyways as the primate pulled your cheek at the same time with an animalistic laugh.

 

"You did have a quiet year," Mihawk assented, ignoring Shanks when he pushed the swordsman to drink another mug as they now stood by you—his arms crossed as he held his mug as Shanks muttered he's being boring and needs a good drinking buddy. "Decided to take a break didn't you? One can only do so much."

 

"Dahahaha! That's true, (Y/N)!" Shanks said, putting his arm around your shoulder as you flushed slightly at the contact as he grinned. Giving up on Mihawk although Mihawk's eyes strayed to the red haired man's arm on your shoulder. "Your first two years when you left were the craziest though! Your bounty kept jumping left and right!"

 

You let the primate get off of your shoulder when Shanks put his arm around you as he held his mug, giving him a nice scratch of his neck with saying he's a good buddy before it left back to his main owner of the crew that you also greeted. You than turning towards the Red Hair with a small frown that only made you look like you were pouting.

 

"I—I don't think it was that bad." At everyone's disbelieving smiles and stares along with Shanks' chuckle and Mihawk's probing gaze. "Okay look! A lot was happening okay! People getting in the way or being jerks and assholes! They're annoying and needed a lesson. Or two. Or five."

 

You looked down at your hand as if to count, trying to think and look back. Some annoying guys faces just blur together sometimes.

 

"Your navigation skills at sea is also at fault," Mihawk pointed out quite unhelpfully. You're better at that now! He should know! Mihawk growing closer to your other side till he was next to you, you now in between the Red Hair and the Warlord and his shoulder brushing yours while being mindful of Shanks's arm casually on yours. "Ended horrible for them, since you happened to land there by fate or luck for you. Not the same can be said about those who met your ire."

 

You scoffed, bumping his shoulder in a playful manner as Shanks watched with a close lipped smile and Mihawk's eyes closed at the contact. Kuroi ten'nosabaki and Yoru seeming to gleam in greeting with the touch of their owners upon their backs, Karasu on your hip glinting instead.

 

"They deserved it!" You than turned when others greeted you and the trio of you walked with Shanks getting a refill and Mihawk eventually doing the same. You having to defend yourself with the crews teasing with a scowl you really don't feel and a smile pulling on your lips. "You guys joke too much!"

 

"Dahahahaha! I think it's just enough, (Y/N)!"

 

When you finished greeting the rest of the crew, the trio went to sit to the side by a tree in the shades. Drinks all in hand(you being the only one drinking water) you began to tell him how Luffy was, and his Nakama with your hat off your head to cool off as it laid on your lap as you sat with crossed legs. You also yelling to Yasopp about his son, who raised a glass from where he sat several feet away with a proud cheer before you turned back towards Shanks and Mihawk. Mihawk adding some of his two cents based on what he saw in Baratie which you already heard, about Zoro's potential and Luffy's captain skill. Throughout the whole thing, Shanks had this proud smile on his face. Like a father would.

 

A father so proud of his son as he listened to you talk about Luffy. Never wanting to interrupt as he listened intently, his eyes on you. Mihawk, however, had questions.

 

"Where did you meet them?"

 

"Just off the coast of the desert country of Alabasta, they wanted to help their Nakama with—" you cut yourself off with a frown, your eyes darkened. The Emperor and Warlord immediately noticed, both their gazes turning serious and mildly concerned as they asked on what happened. You gave a heavy sigh with closed eyes, rubbing the back of your head.

 

"There's possibly going to be a new Warlord, one of them has been revoked as a result of what happened in Alabasta."

 

At their silence, you continued.

 

"It was Crocodile," both their eyes narrowed but you continued, "he was abusing his power of being a Warlord." You sighed. "I did warn the cocky bastard. He didn't take it." They glanced at each other

 

"Did he do anything?" Shanks asked, both of them aware on how Crocodile seems to treat you.

 

"He didn't do anything. Surprisingly," you replied shrugging, "Just saying to stay away from the other idiots, whatever that meant."

 

Mihawk's eyebrow twitched slightly while Shanks just burst into laughter. Your eyes then brightened and you said you saw Ace there as well. Shanks smiling at her and saying "Oh?" while Mihawk questioned if he said on why he was separated from his crew.  You furrowed your brows slightly as you thought of why your friend was looking for this guy.

 

The guy that killed a fellow crew member.

 

"He said he was looking for someone. It was a crew member that broke a rule on Whitebeard's ship—killing another." Shanks seemed to straighten, eyes turning serious as Mihawk waited patiently. You looked down at your mug of water in thought, wondering about how Ace must've felt. Is feeling by doing this and remembering the few times you saw Thatch.  He shouldn't do this alone...but you understand. Your hands still clenched around your mug though. "It was a man called Blackbeard. He's looking for Blackbeard. Sounds like a stupid name if you ask me. Very unoriginal." All of a sudden, Shanks eyes darkened, his expression turning back to serious.

 

"Did he say on why he was looking for him

(Y/N)?" Shanks questioned, you noting that this was a serious matter. "Besides the obvious." You shook your head no, now that you're thinking about it. Did that guy who killed Thatch just kill him for no reason? You should've pushed harder with Ace but you don't think he wanted to keep thinking about that.

 

His fire already looked so tired.

 

"Just said he's been going island and island to find him." You answered, able to hear your own voice once the Red Haired pirates partying quieted down. Your eyes narrowed. You glanced around, finding that the party suddenly got quiet as all the crew members were looking over at them. All merry and joy off their faces as they stared. Mihawk glanced at Shanks, his eyes having a hidden meaning as they both shared a look as clouds covered the sun and the sword of night darkened. "Errr...am I missing something? What's up with you guys?"

 

"Where are you going after this (Y/N)?" You blinked at Shanks question, growing concerned as well as worry. You replied that you were thinking of going to Water 7 after this, wanting to visit the city of water. You feel like it's time to go back again after all this time but you kept that to yourself. Shanks gave you a tight smile as he put a hand on your head, making you immediately blush at the contact. Your worry and concerns seeming to disappear.

 

"I have something to do, so let me escort you to your boat." Shanks stated looking down at you as he slightly ruffled your hair. "We'll hang out more next time, okay?"

 

"A-alright." You stuttered as he returned his arm to his side, and began walking. You hesitantly beginning to walk behind him when you put your cap on your head again, your thoughts all over the place as your eyebrows were furrowed.

 

A scar burns.

 

Clearly, something was wrong with Shanks. And you were positive it had to do with Blackbeard. Mihawk seemed to know as well, you glanced behind you and saw the standing swordsman, you motioned your hand to signal for him to come. He began walking towards you wordlessly and walked beside you as he glanced at you.

 

"Is something on your mind?"

 

You looked up at him and questioned if he knew about why Shanks was upset. He was silent for a moment until he said:

 

"It's the Red-Hair's job to tell you what troubles him, not me. Ask him if you wish."

 

Your brows furrowed more, a frown on your face at his answer. You asked him what he'll do now afterwords, him replying he'll just go back to his castle to relax a little.

 

You opened your mouth to say you'll drop him off, before he quickly cut you off and said that he'll probably leave quickly out to the sea again. You shut your mouth and nodded, your eyes showing mild concern towards him as you thought about the lonely swordsman. Before you bumped your shoulder against his arm again, having a golden orb stare down at your quirked lips.

 

"Remember I can come whenever. Maybe after I leave I'll surprise you again! And spar too?" You bumped again, closer now and Yoru and Kuroi ten'nosabaki metals met, the sword of night and your sword of black with the sheen of silver gleaming happily. "Look! Even our swords want to!"

 

Mihawk stared at your smiling face for a moment more before his plume hat shadowed his eyes. But he did not move away from your touch.

 

"You always do what you wish. As long as you make sure you follow my vivre card to be positive I'm at the island. A repeat of you alone in the castle might prove disastrous."

 

"Tch," you slightly flushed, looking away. "I just forgot okay. And I didn't do anything too bad! You didn't look like you really minded anyways..." you muttered the last part, not aware that Mihawk heard you as he glanced at you, picturing your dirtied face that had a sheepish yet bright grin with a surprise for him behind you as you said welcome home before turning his gaze back forward to meet the Yonko's back, wondering what the Red Hair is thinking.

 

The trio arrived to your boat, and you faced the Yonko and Shichibukai to give your thanks in escorting. But when your gaze went towards Shanks to ask him the question you wanted to know earlier, you felt a warmness on your forehead. Your face immediately turned to scarlet red as you saw Shanks in front of you with a small smile.

 

That smile.

 

"What do you mean there is no such thing for people?"

 

He smiled at you, a smile that seemed to be so soft and yet so wise. A smile that you've never seen before with your eyes. A smile you wished to see more of, you secretly wished.

 

"There is no such thing as good and bad people. Everyone is equally good and bad, but," his smile softened,"the side that you choose to act on more defines who you are."

 

"Take care of yourself (Y/N). We'll see you soon."

 

Your thoughts were a blur as you felt your face still on fire, and your voice gone. Not being able to speak as you stared at the handsome Red-Hair. Mihawk's eyes narrowed slightly at the scene before him. And immediately when Shanks took two steps back, Mihawk grabbed your hand with his and kneeled with one knee. Your eyes immediately widened and went towards Mihawk, as you looked at the familiar pose. He always did this when he said goodbye towards you, and you haven't become used to it.

 

It was too–too-

 

Too charming.

 

Your blush darkened to the color of a cherry when the World's Greatest Swordsman placed his lips gently on your hand, his eyes half-lidded as he looked up at you. Those gold eyes of his seeming to bore into your soul.

 

You think you're going to die.

 

Possibly of heat stroke.

 

You didn't notice when Mihawk's gaze took a glance at the Red-Hair, who was staring at the scene with a blank smile. When he noticed his ex-rivals eyes on him however, his eyes turned to one of amusement. Mihawk glanced away from him and stood up to face the dark red-faced (Y/N).

 

"It's best to leave now Silver Blood."

 

At your blank eyes and red face, Shanks then let out an obnoxious laugh. Seeming to bring you out of your daze as you nodded dumbly to them both and began to prepare your boat, being in a machine like mode. When your sail was ready you glanced up at them again, seeing a smiling Shanks and serious Mihawk at the shore. Shanks gave a little wave and Mihawk a slight tilt of the head.

 

You smiled and waved at them.

 

It was only until you were already a few miles away did you realize what exactly the Red-Hair did. Completely distracted you and succeeding.

 

"DANG IT SHANKS! Why do you have to be so—" you blushed at the mere thought and feeling of his soft lips on your forehead. And only doubled when you thought of Mihawk's gentlemanly kiss to your hand.

 

"MASTER!!! YOU'RE AT FAULT TOO!! ACK!"

 

You think you might go insane from all the men around you.

 

If you haven't already.

 

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Back in the camp of the Red Haired pirates, Rockstar turned towards the senior officers of the crew in question.

 

"Are they always like that?"

 

Benn blinked, a box in his hands as they prepped to leave due to what was said despite their captain not saying the exact orders yet before huffing through his nose.

 

"Those three? Or the captain and (Y/N)? Either way, it can get pretty entertaining to watch. I'm sure you've noticed it."

 

Rockstar than felt an arm around his shoulder, Yasopp holding a sharp grin.

 

"Why? Interested in getting into the betting pool?"

 

Rockstar's brow rose.

 

"Betting pool?"

 

"You can't expect us to not have bets around on who will finally open our sweet (Y/N)'s eyes and have her by their side first!" Yasopp exclaimed in disbelief and a slight laugh as he shook the new members shoulder as Rockstar could only make a face of surprise. "No offense to our captain, but we're pretty split on who's going to get her. Shanks is acting pretty slow for my taste although I did have faith before so don't look at me like that!"

 

"But...isn't it obvious about Silver Blood's interest?" Rockstar questioned, noticing your face when his captain got close as well as the last time they saw you he thinks. It took him now to notice it though. "The captain is pretty great with the ladies too, it's obvious!"

 

Lucky decided to speak up before Yasopp can explain, several boxes on his shoulder too as he at a piece of meat

 

"Yasopp's defense is how (Y/N) can be more casual with Hawkeyes and her touches. And the captain treats (Y/N) different compared to others that he gets for the night." Lucky stated before taking a big bite of his meat as Yasopp jostled Rockstar and raised his opposite hand up.

 

"It's not just that! I mean, come on! Those two were alone in an island by themselves for a year. A year! Hawkeyes acts different when (Y/N)'s around, I know you saw it too Benn. It was a full turn around compared to before."

 

Rockstar wasn't there of whatever they saw so he was confused. Still. There's no way his captain would lose, Shanks is too amazing in everything. Mostly at drinking...but other stuff too!

 

"You're not pulling me to your side, Yasopp." Benn replied.

 

"So you think it's gonna be Shanks, right?" Lucky asked between a chew. "Shanks treating (Y/N) different compared to everybody else shows just how lost he is!"

 

"Exactly!" Yasopp pointed at Lucky suddenly, letting go of Rockstar and shaking his head. "Our captain is lost! Something is up with him which will only make Hawkeyes grab (Y/N) away for good in his vampire castle."

 

Rockstar blanched.

 

"Creepy." He said as Benn shook his head with a smile.

 

"Sorry, not going to get pulled into you guys' shenanigans. It's not that clear at all."

 

"What?" Yasopp put a hand to his hip as he smirked over at Benn. "You think it isn't still?"

 

Benn puffed and smoke curled as he calmly smiled through a cigarette, spotting his captain and Hawkeyes coming back.

 

"If you think it is, you're not paying attention. It's quite foggy still. I wonder..."

 

"Oi," Lucky and Yasopp swiped their arms forward and down as they stated blankly, "Don't act mysterious."

 

Rockstar sure has an interesting crew.

 

He still thinks his captain is the best though.

 

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Edited 05/ 08/21

 

Added more stuff with Mihawk slightly and the crew. Felt like showing off your relationship more with everyone was needed. They know you pretty well after all~

 

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And I think we all know why the mood turned serious. Too bad Silver Blood doesn't know Teach and Blackbeard is the same person 💀

 

Water 7 Arc is coming up~!

 

By the way, who fangirled in this chapter?

Chapter 9: Dark Justice Returned

Summary:

Memories come and go. People as well, but they bring all the memories with them.

 

New Arc: Pre!Water 7 Arc

Notes:

A/N: 12/28/21 Currently Editing Chapters So Expect Sudden Writing Style Changes As You Read

Recommended links to listen as you read:

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It took a week and a few days to finally arrive at the beautiful Water 7 island. It took you awhile to remember the route to go on, for you haven't been here in years. Not since you were a marine. Or rather...not quite a marine. You really risked coming here straight after that happened.

 

You sighed at the thought.

 

It's pretty dangerous of you to come here in general, for the island was connected to Enies Lobby from the water train. But you just felt like you should visit here for some odd reason unbeknownst to you. You just follow your gut and it hasn't steered you wrong yet, despite everything. The city was beautiful anyways, with its friendly citizens that called to you and complimented you as you walked past the villas or small cafes through the sidewalks available in the water city after you docked your raft by the rocky shores of the island.

 

Who knows though? Perhaps you can find a worthy opponent in this island, even though it wasn't likely. You find more opponents in the New World. Dangerous although they may be, Shanks and Mihawk tried to warn you to watch yourself during those seas since you travel alone and your talent of getting sucked into precarious situations. You think you're fine though, you're still here after all!

 

And if you nearly drowned from getting basically pulverized, than you won't mention it! It was a stupid sort of match anyways...

 

But seriously, all of those crazy people are strong, and all you want to challenge. To become the strongest woman in the world, you have to beat the strongest after all. Unfortunately, you're still far away from your goal. Even with your years of training with your signature buster sword. You touched the hilt of Black Heaven's Judgement in silence, your thoughts slowly coming to a standstill as you thought of your father. You always wondered to yourself if he was still alive. And where he was. From what you've gathered, he's definitely alive—at least you think so.

 

You wanted to meet him.

 

The father you never had. The one who you were always compared to by your mother. How you looked, how you act, it was all like your father.  At least from what your mother told you, with a small fond smile on her kind face as she spoke about her lover and your father. Back in simpler times within your quaint house in the outskirts of Loguetown, hidden by the foliage of trees and when you could call it home.

 

You felt your heart clench, and began to hum the song your mother sang to you when you were young and she was still alive. You walking around the bustling streets of the colorful island. An island who welcomed pirates and the like, not caring much about it as they tried to capture your attention with their Mizu Mizu style food.

 

You loved this song.

 

It was called Bink's Sake. You didn't get the chance to sing it with Shanks and the others at the party like they always do this time. The song was filled with sounds of adventure, and it sounded so uplifting and amazing to you each time. You always remembered your kind mother when she sang or hummed it.

 

An unconscious small smile appeared on your face at the thought.

 

You suddenly stopped walking as you glanced around you, noticing you were a bit lost. You scratched your scarred cheek in thought, only to feel a "Coo!" over your head. Your eyes narrowed.

 

That sound...

 

You glanced up to find a white pigeon land on your shoulder, familiar beady eyes looking at you in thought as it tilted its feathered head.

 

Wait...

 

A challenge!

 

You blanched.

 

When a hand suddenly came on your other shoulder, you immediately jumped away you already taking out the eager hissing Karasu in the air with narrowed eyes as you separated yourself from the person who grabbed you. Not caring about how the bird fluttered its wings and cooed and went back to his master's shoulders. Or the gasps of the citizens around you as they saw your weapon out. Only having your eyes on a familiar...comrade.

 

Of course he would feel like this, you thought in a mix of exasperation and maybe even amusement as you stared at the stoic man with the top hat and the cooing pigeon that lifted a wing as he stared back unabashedly. I shouldn't be surprised but whoa...it's been awhile.

 

"What are you doing here?" You said, your eyes narrowed and a surprisingly small smirk on your face.

 

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A teenaged (Y/N) walked confidently throughout the marine ship in her new uniform, which was a black suit with pants. You not wanting to wear such a tight skirt, but you still had your Marine cap proudly on your head as you walked.

 

You were heading to where the meeting room was to meet your new superiors. Though, you knew that your respect would only go to two marines out of everyone in the force. But perhaps they will surprise you.

 

You rubbed your cap gently, thinking about who you left behind.

 

'We'll see each other again.' You thought as you continued to walk beside your young companion.

 

The teenaged boy that was walking next to you kept his silence, not opening his mouth once since he had to pick you up from your room. His dark eyes only gazing straight ahead to their destination. The white pigeon on his shoulder being the only thing that's actually kept looking at you with its black beady eyes. They've been like that ever since they arrived to pick you up from Garp's ship.

 

You swallowed nervously, slightly creeped out.

 

He kinda had a dead fish look about him.

 

Once the both of you arrived to the door, the boy knocked twice before a voice behind the door told them to come in. Once the both of you entered and stood in front of your purple-haired superior, you gave a salute.

 

"Silver Blood (Y/N), welcome to CP9."

 

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Lucci looked at you with his dark eyes, not saying anything as Hattori answered for him.

 

"Sorry to scare you miss, you just seemed a bit lost and we wanted to help you."

 

Your brows rose in question and surprise for you haven't heard him use that voice for Hattori in a long time either, your sword still ready to attack. You tried to hold back a laugh. You couldn't stop the small snort and amused smile from your lips though, Lucci's eyes narrowing in answer to what you read as hilarious. I mean come on! His voice gets a little high when he does that with Hattori, and it's been awhile since you heard that!

 

You think Karasu finds it funny too. It's basically glinting and gleaming in excitement being out for Lucci in preparation. Like old times.

 

You think your katana sword is a little bloodthirsty sometimes...although maybe that's why it seems eager for Lucci.

 

Blood lust.

 

Your mouth sort of twisted at that. Geez. This guy hasn't changed at all.

 

The crowd around you began to chatter.

 

"Woah! How dare she take out her sword on our shipwright?!"

 

"He only wanted to help, but she's being unappreciative of it!"

 

"Oi! Pirate, I suggest you put your sword away unless you want our shipwrights to handle you!"

 

You took a small glance at the crowd, as you began to understand the situation.

 

He's on a job.

 

You put your cap down slightly with your other hand, silently putting your Karasu back to its scabbard who seemed to whine as it was now sheathed. When you fixed your cap back up, you sheepishly scratched the back of your head with a grin.

 

"Sorry! I thought you were someone else. You look kinda like him, but," you smirked, might as well have some fun and he probably hasn't gotten a well deserved insult in awhile, "he's more of a cat person."

 

You spotted his mouth twitch slightly and you laughed out loud in victory, the crowd seeming to calm when the dangerous situation disappeared. Only muttering to themselves about crazy pirates as they walked.

 

"Ah, I apologize scaring you nonetheless. Do you want me to show you the city? We wouldn't want you to get lost."

 

You hummed in thought. You knew what he wanted to do, and you didn't really mind it. But to make sure, you nonchalantly walked towards him and circled around him, looking at him up and down in thought with a small smirk in place. While Lucci and Hattori stood there silently, unmoving as they just followed you with their eyes.

 

'"Oi! Stop checking out our shipwright!" A random citizen yelled out to you.

 

"I'm not checking him out you idiot!" You immediately retorted back as you let out a slight tsk with a mild flush. You went back towards his front and hummed, satisfied from what you gathered about his strength. You looked up at him, smirk still in place as you stared at his familiar emotionless profile. He really hasn't changed at all...despite the hair. All the hair is new. Better than that neck length hair that made him look emo you think.

 

"Alright, let's go."

 

They walked around the city, Hattori doing the talking while you just nodded absentmindedly, your eyes being tempted to look at Lucci as they walked with your hands behind your head. Showing nonchalance.

 

He got stronger, you noted. And you were half tempted to fight him, his energy just seeming to spike each time you drew closer when he pointed at something in Water 7. You're not sure if he's trained in Haki at all though, CP9 is specifically more for assassination and stealth than outright battle so the unit doesn't need to be trained in Haki at all. You're not sure it'll be fair but maybe a little spar wouldn't hurt...But, it wouldn't be good. The city seems to value and respect him. And did they call him a shipwright? What kind of job is he on? Your eyes narrowed in thought as you took a side glance at him.

 

"So you're a shipwright here?" He glanced down at you with his eyes, and you already got your answer before Hattori replied for him with their cover.

 

He's on an assassin job. Your eyes narrowed at him, but you gave a nod and turned your gaze back in front of you, eyes hidden from your Marine cap. Not seeing that Lucci's dark eyes never left your face. What kind of person he's going to assassinate?

 

You glanced around as they walked, seeing only cheerful faces around them, with many of them greeting Lucci with admiration and respect.

 

He's got them so fooled, you thought darkly.

 

Like everything, there are rules to assassination. But there are three main ones.

 

Always remain distant. Never get attached.  Don't get too close for the target you were sent to kill.

 

They are closely related to each other, the only difference being the wording. But there is a change between the rules. Slight but it's there.

 

And you had a strong hate for them.

 

You bit your lip, putting memories of tears going down nameless faces filled with betrayal and shock away.

 

"Oi." You whispered at him, your face still hidden by your cap. When you felt his eyes on you, you continued.

 

"We need to talk." You whispered again, making sure passerby's don't hear. And you finally heard his voice reply.

 

"Alright." You couldn't help but let out a little smile, you looking up at him with your cap slightly hiding your face still. "What do you know? The kitty speaks. Besides from a beak anyways." At his controlled growl you let out a small but loud laugh, surprising some citizens as they went by. Hattori then spoke that they've arrived at the first place he wanted to show you. A bar. When you went in, you did a deadpan. There was Blueno serving people drinks in the bar, specifically Blueno's bar. And he has a smile on his face.

 

Bleh.

 

You rarely worked with the other CP9 members outside of Lucci, if at all. Whether you liked it or not, they were the best and formidable team out there. Their teamwork was flawless, controlled. Always knowing what the other is possibly planning with a glance. You'd never call it that they trusted each other to that degree, just that they knew what to do immediately and what the other was capable of but, you know it was what true comrades do.

 

Comrade.

 

You looked up at Lucci unblushingly, just staring. Trying to find something. Lucci glanced down at you as well, with Hattori doing the talking for him with their cover. You said nothing but stare at him, particularly his eyes, while he just stared back. Like you both did back then.

 

Sweating from punching fists.

 

You broke the contact first, scratching your head as you let out a sigh.

 

"Is the bar not up to your standards miss?" Hattori questioned. You glanced at the bar with a bored gaze, stopping at Blueno for a millisecond before continuing to look at your surroundings.

 

"Nah. It just kinda stinks of here of something."

 

A citizen heard you, swiveling towards you with anger within their chair as they held their mug of beer.

 

"Hey, take that back! I don't smell anything wrong in here!"

 

You just raised an eyebrow, a knowing glint in your eyes as you scratched your nose. "Really? It must be my keen nose then, I always smell the bad stuff that no one else does." Blueno looked up, a (fake) warm smile on his face as he looked at you.

 

"Perhaps you're just unlucky then." The bull horned shaped hair man commented.

 

Your eyes slightly narrowed.

 

"Maybe I am."

 

You thanked Blueno for his offer of a drink but declined, already walking away from the bar with Lucci approaching from behind.

 

"You're being a nuisance." He whispered by your ear.

 

You smirked at him in return.

 

"I always am when you're concerned."

 

You being too busy looking slightly behind at Lucci, you walked straight into a hard and slightly wet wall. With a slight 'ouch' and rubbing your nose you looked up at what you walked into, only for you to widen your eyes in surprise.

 

In front of you was a fully grown Kaku, having all the muscles in the right places. And just...well, taller. Different from the last time you saw him, he was younger, only in his teens. And he was slimmer, but now...

 

"Oh! Hello miss, sorry I didn't see you there." He gave you a shining smile with his eyes closed, the cap on his head that read 'Galley' following his head movements. You felt your jaw a little slack at what you were seeing. "Long day at work today, you see. Oh, hey Lucci!"

 

A proud hammer pounds against wood.

 

He was just so different. You knew it was a cover, for the Kaku you knew was distant and only had childish arguments with Jabra. But... That smile suited him a lot.

 

"Ka-?!" You coughed loudly in order to correct yourself, you can practically feel Lucci's glare on you. "I-It's alright. I wasn't looking at where I was going. But why are you wet?"

 

"Oh, that would be my sweat." The square nosed man replied cheekily, you letting out a noise of slight disgust as you looked at yourself.

 

"Ugh. Maybe that's why I'm sticky..."

 

The young man laughed as he explained he was taking a walk for his break, and wanted to cool off from making ships. You raised an eyebrow and asked if he was one of the famous shipwrights of the city as well, Hattori replying for him that there were five of them in total. And saying that you are lucky for meeting two of them in your first day.

 

You letting out a dry chuckle and "Yeah...lucky." You saw Kaku crack a slight grin at that, with Lucci only letting out a slight sadistic smile at your statement. Your brows twitched.

 

So far, there are three CP9 members here. Two of them being 'trustworthy' shipwrights, and another playing the 'friendly' bar owner. There couldn't possibly be more could there?

 

If there were four or more, then this mission was an important and perhaps difficult one compared to the ones with just two members. It actually might be more than a simple assassination—it might just be focused more on information retrieval. It would explain Blueno being placed in the bar. An assassination does not need these many CP9 members...maybe they're not here to kill anyone than.

 

Either way, it might not be good. For whoever they're getting the information from. Or you.

 

But you'll deal with that when the time comes. Like you always do.

 

With Kaku now in tow, you followed them to where the Galley-La company was, glancing around as you went. Seeing all the friendly faces and hardworking men as they went about their work and carrying supplies this way and that with ships all around, making you smile. This city was wonderful. But you were suddenly stopped by a somewhat high pitched and flustered voice.

 

"Oi! Woman, cover that skin! You're being indecent!" A question mark appeared over your head as you glanced around only to find a blushing blond heaving out breaths of air, a cigar in his mouth. You pointed at yourself.

 

"You're talking to me?"

 

"Yes I'm talking to you, you scandalous woman!"

 

Your brows only furrowed more, as you looked down at yourself. You would say you were very covered up. Having a white button down dress shirt, with a black tank top underneath and some weighted bindings. And you having black pants that seemed to be cut into makeshift shorts only two inches below your knee, black weighted boots completing the outfit.

 

The heck was this guy on about?

 

"Uhhhh...you're clearly barking at the wrong tree here. I see nothing wrong with what I'm wearing."

 

He pointed quite viciously to your lower regions and yelled that that was the problem. During this, you heard Kaku laugh and Hattori comment about 'Paulie's money problems'. Which caused the man deemed Paulie to yell at him. Before a fight indued between the two, you talked again.

 

"Did you point at my legs? What, woman calfs turn you on or something?"

 

The man, Paulie, blushed immediately.

 

"No! I-it's indecent to show such skin with men around!"

 

You looked at him, and then began laughing obnoxiously, you having to bend down and hold your knees in order to not fall down to the floor.

 

"W-what?!" The blond man stuttered, with you only laughing more in response. Unbeknownst to you, you had two wide and curious eyes staring at you.

 

"You—you're a funny guy! I like you! " you said at him with a smirk, and it only made the man blush more into a tomato red. Making you laugh once again as Paulie yelled at Kaku and Lucci.

 

"Why is this woman even here?!"

 

"We found her a bit lost, and wanted to show her around a bit." Hattori chirped on Lucci's shoulder while Kaku nodded.

 

"Yeah. And it's her first day here and all so..." Kaku left the sentence with a smile.

 

Paulie nodded and scratched his head in thought, smoke coming out of his cigar between his teeth as he glanced towards the woman. Only to see you right in front of him with a smirk, which he quickly fell back to the ground in surprise. You standing over him with laughs shaking your body.

 

"You're not used to being close to girls are you?" You asked, looking down at him. His blush and stutter of denial proved your answer, as you lend out a hand towards him. Which he hesitantly took, you quickly heaving him off the ground. He was mildly impressed by your strength, you giving out a proud yup and:

 

"I'm going to be the strongest woman in the world after all. Of course I have to be strong." You said with a hand on your Marine cap, as you looked up at the man called Paulie. Who released a small blush at your look and felt twisted embarrassment. You smirked and held out your hand.

 

"I'm (Y/N). Nice to meet you."

 

He took your hand within his own and surprisingly had a strong and firm grip, something you noted.

 

"Paulie, one of the five foremen. And you're the famous 'Ex-Marine Silver Blood (Y/N)' aren't you?" He asked, releasing your hand and you nodding at his question. He moved his cigar around and you wondered in the back of your mind on how cigars are so popular, and why do you know so many men who smoke them?

 

"I've always wondered this, but why did you leave the marines?" Paulie asked with curiosity.

 

You shrugged.

 

"They were too demanding."  You replied shortly as you quickly walked ahead of the now three foremen, looking around at the massive ships being made. They toured you around the place some more, with you occasionally talking to Kaku or Paulie, and Hattori giving some input. And then, surprisingly, the mayor came out.

 

"Iceberg-San! Aren't you supposed to be doing work?" Paulie asked Iceburg, who just waved him off.

 

"Paperwork is too boring with such a beautiful day like this." He replied. A woman walked to his side, adjusting her glasses as they flashed quickly in the sunlight

 

"I tried to stop him but he managed to get away from me," she answered to Paulie, clipboard to her chest as you felt the love of lamb. "We really are behind, Iceburg-san."

 

(Y/N)'s eyes narrowed.

 

Kalifa.

 

You disliked that woman.

 

"Oi! Paulie! You called out on my clothes but you work with a lady wearing that?"

 

Kalifa rose an eyebrow.

 

"Hm? Don't I look pretty?" The light blonde innocently asked, adjusting her already perfect glasses.

 

"It has nothing to with that!"

 

Both you and Paulie yelled at her, causing you and him to look at each other, you bursted out laughing at how they were in sync. Back when you were a part of them, you never liked on how Kalifa seemed to show off her body. Like a lot. And was vain and arrogant on how she looked. You didn't like that at all, although...you thought of your young teen self looking at her in attention as she sat with a drink in front of her with faraway thoughtful lavender colored eyes, speaking of the assassination industry and woman. You internally shook your head away from the memory. Besides that, the woman was still pretty annoying and weird.

 

Same thing with another woman, the so called Pirate Empress Boa Hancock. Your eyebrow twitches at the mere memory of her. Paulie blushed and rubbed the back of his head to hide it. Now adding to the mix, there were three CP9 agents looking at the laughing (Y/N) with curious and wide eyes.

 

"Well then," Iceburg began with a polite smile, "what's a famous pirate like you doing in Water 7?"

 

"Just felt like it." You said with a laugh. "But I might have to leave soon and set off for another course."

 

"Well, since you're here we could take a look at your ship if you need any repairs." Iceberg offered as you nodded in gratitude before jabbing a thumb towards Paulie with a smile as said man blinked.

 

"Can this guy do it?"

 

"Huh?" Paulie questioned, scratching the back of his head. "Why me? Kaku can reach and assess quicker than I can."

 

"He may have a point, (Y/N)-san." Kaku pointed out with a sheepish laugh under his Galley La cap. He's still talking all polite and like an old guy, you noted. "You must have docked in Rocky Cape, right? That's where normally all pirates dock their ships so trouble doesn't find them by the Blue Station. I can take note of what you may need and we can talk prices after I come back."

 

"Coo~ Coo~, the people in Water 7 do not call him the Mountain Wind for nothing!" Hattori spoke, or rather Lucci did as you glanced at the pigeon in question who's wing was out as he spoke. "It's really no trouble at all, Miss (Y/N). This idiot Paulie is pretty greedy when it comes to money so we don't want you having less Beli than before cause of him."

 

Did this cat bastard just call me 'Miss'? You couldn't help but make a slight face at that, not really knowing how to feel with that. And greedy huh?

 

"W-what?! Why you—! Don't talk about my problems, Lucci!" Paulie raged, you watching in interest as the blond man lifted the sleeves of his jacket as if to fight and drew near to Lucci who had his stoic face unchanged despite Paulie's yells and scowl. "Like I would steal from a customer to help with that!"

 

"Kalifa," Iceburg turned towards the woman who gave a ready yes as she needlessly fixed her already perfect glasses. "How many times has Paulie stolen from others to help with his debt?"

 

Paulie suddenly turned, nervous sweat gathering as Kalifa flicked through her clipboard.

 

"Well, if we let him go to Silver Blood's boat and 'assess', this will turn into the fourteenth time to have money for his horrendous gambling addiction."

 

"WHO ASKED YOU FOR YOUR OPINION, WOMAN?!" Paulie raged, an embarrassed flush on his cheeks and cigar tight between his jaw. "And it's not an addiction if I win!"

 

You outwardly laughed as Kaku pointed out that Paulie tends to lose a lot though with Paulie telling him to shut his face before turning back towards Kalifa and pointing at her showing legs that she needs to leave and change anyways before an accident happens with one of the Galley La men.

 

"Hmph," Kalifa adjusted her glasses, face serious. "That sounds like sexual harassment."

 

"W-what? I wasn't threatening you, Kalifa!"

 

"Despite all this," You said, recovered from your laughter but still amused at this light atmosphere that feels different compared to before. It's truly been awhile. "Sounds like you like gambling. I'm sort of the same but you got issues, Paulie." Paulie flushed at that as Iceburg said see while picking his nose with his pinky that made you make a small face of amused disgust as Kalifa reprimanded the mayor. "But I don't care. You're fine. I'm not in a rush either so I don't care who's quicker. I'm confident in your skills anyways, Paulie. You're a Galley La foreman right?"

 

You smiled at him and Paulie blushed at your words. Behind you and to the side as you faced Paulie and told him the specific directions of where you are in the Rocky Cape, Lucci's eyes were still on you as he stood with crossed arms as Hattori stared at your head in one might read as longing before turning his sharp gaze to the area around them before zeroing in on the galleon ship that was almost done above them amongst the high rafters. Kaku and Kalifa sharing a quick small glance before looking back at you with eyes one may read as pity and exasperation as Paulie eventually left with a flustered scowl as you waved at him while yelling at him that he can do it as he shouts back over his shoulder he doesn't need a woman like you to tell him that.

 

You're not escaping that easily, both secret CP9 agents thought with a mild sweatdrop. You're in big trouble, (Y/N)/(Y/N)-san.

 

You internally smirked in victory when Paulie left.

 

Like hell you were going to let Kaku or Lucci look at your ship, it's like basically saying 'Please destroy my only way out of here!' Besides, you saw them and that's all you need anyways!

 

But your luck had other ideas, the narrator pointed out. Or perhaps it was more fate due to your old partner being here.

 

A little after you said that however, a piece of a galleon was slipping off and like the good person you were, you caught it by using Geppo to above and using your arms before it fell to the ground. When you were about to put it back however, you felt multiple drops of white liquid land on your shoulders, you immediately recognizing it as bird poop, you moved around in a panic and dropped the part of the ship in your frenzy. Causing the rest of the almost complete ship to fall and be destroyed. As you were reprimanded by Iceburg with your dirtied long sleeved now tied around your waist and leaving you with your black tank top and said that you would have to pay off your debt on having of destroying the ship, you only thought three things darkly.

 

Stupid bird.

 

Stupid Lucci.

 

Stupid CP9.

 

It's been way too long, (Y/N)-san, Kaku thought while scratching his long square nose as you took the reprimand and how long you're going to have to stay here until it's fixed once more by Iceburg. Lucci, his hands now in his pockets, saying through Hattori that you should be more careful as he called you miss. Kaku taking note you made a face at that and saying sharply you were careful and to not worry about someone like you. Looks like it's going to be different from old times, however. But maybe...it'll be just more of the same.

 

Kalifa didn't really share the same thoughts as Kaku. More of an accepted exasperation as she fixed her glasses and you seeming to be offended by how polite Lucci is acting with you due to the persona he has to stick to based on your uncomfortable expression. Frankly, she doesn't think the both of you together again is going to be fun for anyone.

 

By the time Paulie came back, he was met with you having a hammer in your hands as Kaku pointed to you helpfully on what to do—you being introduced to the other Galley La men already as you listened with a frown but attentive eyes on the young man that felt free like the wind through a ship's sails as he explained the different parts. Lucci on the other side of the Dock working on the other part of the now completely broken galleon.

 

Paulie turned towards Iceburg and Kalifa who were speaking about all the meetings he missed.

 

"What just happened? Why is a customer working in the Docks? And what happened to the galleon?!"

 

"Oh, we have a new worker for a few weeks. She broke the galleon." Iceburg casually said as Paulie shouted what.

 

"She can't work like that! O-Oi woman!" Paulie yelled towards you. You turned towards him just as Kaku was in mid explanation. "You're working all around men now! Change your clothes right now! That—That shirt of yours is barely covering anything, put your blouse back on!"

 

"Eh? What do you want me to do? Strip?"

 

"W-what?!" Paulie shouted, red and goggles going askew on his head at how he jumped. "Crazy woman! Why would I say that?!"

 

"I wasn't going to change here anyways, weird prude!" You stuck your tongue out playfully at him as Kaku laughed slightly. "My clothes are fine besides the shit that got on me. And go attack Kalifa instead of me before I throw my shitty long sleeve at you!"

 

Kalifa fixed her glasses as she stood to the side.

 

"That would be sexual harassment."

 

"THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE OTHER!" You and Paulie yelled in sync to the bespectacled woman.

 

"I don't think he meant it like that, (Y/N)-san..."

 

"He needs to be more straight with it than!" You complained, turning back towards your work and squinting at it. "Oh. I must've hit the hammer when I wasn't looking. The nail looks bent."

 

"We have to start over than." Kaku explained with a mild sweatdrop as he looked down at your work. "Ah, you splintered the wood below too. Try to be more gentle when you hammer, (Y/N)-san."

 

"That sounds like a few more extra days of work, Silver Blood (Y/N)." Iceburg commented as he stared down at an interesting patch of grass below. Why is he still here again? He's the mayor right? "Our wood of the Galley La is pretty valuable."

 

"I'm going to be stuck here!" You cried, tears in your eyes. You are only good at certain things and take a long time learning other stuff! It took forever for you to cook a decent meal and know North from south when you're out in sea. "Urgh! Just explain it to me again, Kaku. And sorry Iceburg—HEY!" You dodged a kick from Kalifa only for her to kick at Iceburg's cheek instead. "What the—you kicked the mayor!"

 

"Don't say his name so casually! Add a '-san' to his name or call him Mister Iceburg. You need to learn respect!"

 

"Wha—who just kicked him?!"

 

"Kalifa...nng," Iceburg said through a grunt, his face almost matching the color of his hair. "She gets pretty passionate for my sake—ouch!"

 

"Damn it, Kalifa!" Paulie cursed around his cigar. "You did it again!"

 

You noticed the other foremen seemed to have flush on their faces or heart eyes as they said to themselves that they wish she kicked them in the face and is beautiful when angry.

 

"You just managed to dodge me," Kalifa calmly stated with a flash of her glasses before turning towards the other foremen. "And that sounds like sexual harassment."

 

"I think I'm the one being harassed..." you muttered in a deadpan before you turned back towards Kaku who had a patient smile and felt like his energy was soaring when he explained all this ship stuff to you as you focused on what he was saying and observing how happy he looked as he spoke.

 

As you focused on your work in front of you with Kaku's guidance, Lucci who was on the other side of the Dock, drew closer to Paulie who was scowling in thought after he spoke to Iceburg about your high finance. Lucci's eyes stared at a heavy pocket of Paulie's jeans that wasn't there before only to chop the blond man's head. Paulie's eyes popping out in surprise, holding his head and whipping towards the silent stoic man with Hattori on his shoulder—both of their eyes seeming to be narrowed.

 

"What was that for?! You wanna fight?!"

 

"Empty out your pockets, Paulie." Hattori spoke through Lucci as the man had his hand straight out once more at the ready to hit again. "You think I wouldn't notice how shameless you can go? Miss (Y/N) shouldn't have trusted you with assessing the boat."

 

"I—I didn't—I don't know what you're talking about! Now I gotta head to help with that galleon with Lulu—" Lucci stopped him from moving by grabbing the back of the blond man's jean collar jacket. "Let go! That's it! Rope Action!" Lucci moved from the man's ropes with uncaring eyes as the foreman around them stared exasperated as the two started to fight with ropes going everywhere from Paulie and Hattori moving to fly overhead.

 

You staring with a brow arched, scratching the back of your head. You know Lucci is going easy on Paulie, can't blow whatever cover they need after all. But the way he's fighting Lucci looks familiar but you can't place it...

 

Kaku, spotting your bewildered yet thoughtful expression, secretly smiled behind his cap and high collar of his jacket that he placed over himself again.

 

"Don't worry. They always do that." Kaku said as you hummed in answer before saying you're not worried about that, you kinda feel like deja vu. "Does it seem like something you've seen before? Cause I think I know what you mean."

 

"Mmmm...I don't know." You paused in thought, hammer in hand as you leaned against your chin and saw Paulie curse at the stoic Lucci when he dodged his rope again. Hattori cooing overhead as he circled around and around as you muttered quietly to Kaku so no one can overhear. "...is it Hattori? It might be Hattori..."

 

Kaku sweatdropped as you stared at Paulie successfully capturing the apathetic man with a victorious smile and slammed Lucci down only for the hidden CP9's hand to the floor and causing cracks with his fingers in order to stop it, having Paulie scowl as Lucci's dark gaze met the blond's calmly.

 

She has no self-awareness at all, Kaku thought, Lucci successfully getting Paulie to give you back your money and making the man bow as you stood and stared in confusion at the money and commented that Paulie must be really desperate and have a serious problem but you didn't seem really mad at the amount he took as the man flushed and looked away with cigar right on his lips as he scratched the back of his head.

 

It's not like he took everything and you never really cared much about money in order to get really angry. You've learned that there's much more important things than money.

 

Like food!

 

As long as you can eat, you're fine.

 

Lucci hit the back of Paulie's turned away head before putting his hands in his pockets as Paulie whipped his head around.

 

"What?! Stop hitting me!"

 

"Coo! You should give Miss (Y/N) a proper apology no matter what she says. She's too soft on you."

 

"You—" you began before shutting your mouth, raising your brow and squinting your eyes at Lucci who turned his penetrating gaze towards you. This is too weird. He's on a cover but..."Don't call me Miss, please. And it just ain't a big deal. He does need some help though...you must be really bad at betting."

 

"Just being respectful, Miss (Y/N). You are pretty infamous since your debut, Coo~. Not many have done such feats like you have."

 

He's mocking me! You thought with a slight tick on your temple.

 

You're really playing with fire, Lucci. Kaku thought as he stared as your hands slightly clenched and Karasu seemed to sing in eagerness. But (Y/N) seems to be trying to get offended from your words.

 

I'm going to need a drink, Kalifa thought to herself as she looked at her clipboard and flipped through it but can sense the tension between the two of you rise like old times. You seem more open compared to before with us but your relationship with Lucci hasn't changed at all.

 

"Just... just don't call me Miss." you managed to reply with a huff and you nearly scowled at him when you managed to spot dark orbs flash with amusement. You hid your hands in your pockets yourself and tapped the tip of your combat boot to the floor as you turned away. "And I just did what I had to. People are stupid. I just wanna be the strongest woman in the world. It's whatever though, they're good practice." You shrugged before turning towards Paulie. "You really need help though."

 

"I'm not bad if I win!" Paulie defended himself as you smirked at him and laughing that he must lose a lot and not follow his gut at all. "My gut never fails when money is involved. Ask my loan sharks."

 

You sweatdropped as you had a disbelieving smile.

 

"That may be the issue."

 

"I—I don't need a crazy woman tell me that!"

 

"I think you're the crazy one for being bad at bets."

 

"(Y/N)-san, let's focus back onto our work. Paulie does not listen to any of us when it comes to this."

 

A smack to the head was heard as a blond head staggered forward with goggles.

 

"Wh-what the hell?! You really wanna fight!"

 

"You're distracting Miss (Y/N) from her work.  You're just loitering around now, Paulie."

 

"Urk...I said not to call me Miss!"

 

"Ha! You guys talking about me not listening, this pigeon guy has his own issues on not listening!"

 

"It's too much of a nice day for all of you to be arguing."

 

The foremen around including Paulie turned to see Iceburg lounging under the shade of the office building with a lounge chair out of nowhere and a drink in hand with Kalifa nonchalantly swinging a small fan as she stared at her clipboard with wide eyes.

 

"YOURE STILL HERE!" They all shouted in disbelief.

 

You couldn't help but snort at the scene, now back to Kaku's side and hammer back in hand.

 

"You're a pretty bad mayor," you commented as Iceburg took a loud sip from the straw of his drink. "Don't people like you have work?"

 

"I do. But I can do that later. Right, Kalifa?" He asked his secretary who dropped the fan and was mainly focusing on her clipboard now. "Ahhh...can you keep fanning me? It's hot."

 

"Your office is much cooler, Iceburg-san." Kalifa answered gracefully and now having a pen in hand. "When do you want to reschedule your work? And having me fan you is sexual harassment."

 

"We'll fan you instead, Kalifa~!" Some of the foremen said around them, seeming to pause with tools or logs in hand or arms.

 

"All of you are insolent!" Paulie shouted at them angrily.

 

Iceburg didn't seem to care and picked up the fan himself and starting using it on his face as he thought.

 

"What time is it now?"

 

"It's about to be two o'clock," Kalifa answered with a quick peek of her watch.

 

"Ah," Iceburg said as he fanned himself before taking a sip of his drink. "Than I'll finish my work at 1200."

 

"Thats...tomorrow, Iceburg-san."

 

"Perfect!" Iceburg put a thumbs up in answer.

 

"It's going to be really lively for the next few days I feel." Kaku commented with a casual smile as you laughed at Kalifa's exasperated face due to the mayor of Water 7, hammer in hand and him having to stop you from hammering the board again from your loss of control as the foremen complained they deserve a drink too with Iceburg being stubborn in sharing—the young man's hand on yours. "Careful (Y/N)-san. Try to keep from using this when you are laughing like that, okay?"

 

"Awww, okay," you answered, recovered from your laughter and relaxed due to how Kaku seemed patient with you. And just how he feels in general. He really...loves being a shipwright. You than turned towards Lucci who still stood nearby after Paulie moved to yelling at the foremen to watch their eyes, cocking a brow at the agent. "Don't you got work too?"

 

Lucci's eyes met yours, Hattori doing a coo as he puffed his feathery chest out.

 

"Don't worry about me, Miss (Y/N)." You bristled. "I'm not like the mayor when it comes to my work."

 

That totally has a double meaning but you don't care!

 

"I said to stop with the Miss...! It's weird!"

 

Lucci tilted his head a tad as your eyes narrowed at him as Hattori spoke through him in his high voice.

 

"How so? Used to another epithet?"

 

Urgh! He's going to drive you crazy!

 

"Come on you two," Kaku said calmly with a nervous smile as you tried to keep your scowl back at Lucci who's eyes gleamed in amusement. "We all have to work together so let's get along. It's only for a short while."

 

You huffed, turning your back towards Lucci and focusing on your work as you hammered away. You can't really treat Lucci like you usually do anyways so you really do have to relax like Kaku said. They're all respected here and you don't really want to be involved in whatever they're trying to accomplish. Although you really want to just treat and talk to them like back than...well, not quite back than.

 

You glanced at Kaku.

 

You want to get to know more of this Kaku.

 

And...You turned back to your work with your face shadowed from your cap. It's been awhile.

 

"Sorry, Kaku. I guess I still smell something bad around here and I'm in a bad mood cause of it."

 

"What are you smelling this time, (Y/N)-san?" Kaku decided to humor you with an interested smile as you felt Lucci's gaze on your tank top covered back.

 

You smirked.

 

"Wet fur. You guys don't keep a wet cat around here right? They really stink up the place and earn the name of pussycat instead."

 

If you suddenly felt the surge of energy of a cry for blood, you ignored it and your smirk just grew. Just as it grew when you side glanced at Kaku when he said you have an interesting nose with Lucci adding with a slightly colder tone that you need to be more careful with your dirty words.

 

Ha! That's what you get.

 

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Edited 05/20/21

 

Combined the Old Friend...?, Dark Justice Returned, and Old Partners and New Acquaintances a tad. While of course adding all the extra details!

 

With Galley La and the others!

 

I feel like since the old partners haven't seen each other in so long, I need to lengthen their moments together after all the years away. Also, there needs to be extra moments with the two side pairings here~ ^/////^ So expect a lot more moments in this arc! This is just the beginning!

 

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Chapter 10: Bite

Summary:

New people. People from the past. What will happen with this mix?

Notes:

A/N: 12/28/21 Currently Editing Chapters So Expect Sudden Writing Style Changes As You Read

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

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It's been a few days since you've been stuck here, doing and rebuilding the galleon you broke due to Hattori dropping multiple deuces on you. Since deuce means two and he dropped more than two, what do you call it than? Would it instead be trois?

 

You don't really know.

 

But the people of Water 7 are pretty funny, outside the ones you already know and aren't really from here.

 

Tilestone, the large bearded foreman, seems really eager for a strength competition with you when he noticed how easily you can carry multiple logs on your shoulder when transporting it for the galleon. He's pretty loud too, which you can understand somewhat since you're not exactly quiet yourself, but his voice seems to boom each time he speaks. He also looks angry all the time, but you think that's just his face. You know plenty of others that look like they're scowling or calm all the time—they should get that checked out you think sometimes but one can't change their face.

 

Lulu, with glasses on his face and a problem with his hair, you would want to help out. His hair keeps sticking out no matter how many times he fixes it. You think you cutting it would help but he seemed nervous when you offered with Karasu out and near his head that his hair just does that. When you pointed out with brows furrowed that he looks like a unicorn right now with Paulie snorting in the background at that, Lulu merely fixed it only for the spike to end up to the back of his head. You burst out laughing as you pointed that it looks like a mullet now with Lulu merely saying blankly with crossed arms that he wears his bad hair with pride and so you just left him alone after that.

 

Of course you had Paulie soon yelling at you again about your clothes, your blouse now cleaned, and decided to mess with him by throwing it at him leaving you in your tank top only for him to get more red and smoke come out his ears as he waved his arms and stomped his feet at you. Only for his face to somehow look funnier when you put a hand casually on his shoulder or around him!

 

He's too funny!

 

He's a pretty nice guy too, despite his noisy complaints that you just brushed off and decided to tease him instead. After your first day and moving onto the next, he got concerned about which motel you're staying at since some aren't worth the money and can be in pretty bad parts of Water 7. Only to grow even more concerned when you said you slept at your boat.

 

"What are you? You can't sleep on that boat like that. I don't know how you sleep on it out in sea but a real bed is better," Paulie explained between his cigar, his brows furrowed as he stared down at you. "You have to be in top form if you're going to be helping us around here."

 

You didn't want to risk the slightest chance of your boat getting destroyed by the CP9 people here, but you explained you heard of the demolition workers here. Paulie shaking his head at you and explaining that you shouldn't sleep out like that, as well as saying your boat won't satisfy them in parts anyways. Kaku adding with a smile that no one would mess with you here either way, you reading through his words that you're already stuck here and their mission is more important than capturing you at the moment.

 

After only another three days of you sleeping at your boat, Paulie and Kaku pointing out to you which motels are better constantly with Lucci as well during a break while you were alone and walking, the raven head nodding at the one near Blueno's Bar with clear meaning in his eyes—did you finally decide that staying at a motel would be fine. You also had a weird wake up call once on your boat, weird tools around you as you scratched your head in confusion.

 

You ended up with the one near Blueno's Bar. You know they can't do anything to you, but they may be concerned about your whereabouts or what you may say when it comes to their mission. You still don't really care though. They're just doing information retrieval it seems, so no harm done.  You don't think they know that though, which eh. You don't care.

 

It was quite funny when Paulie was getting so concerned about you sleeping in your boat though, you just jokingly said if he's so concerned that you could just stay with him. He burnt right through his cigar until there was nothing but ash as he stuttered that you shouldn't say things like that to men you barely know, you too busy laughing at his red face to take note of how Lucci's eyes immediately cut to you when you said those words. Kaku huffing through his nose near the raven head man and muttering lowly that inviting (Y/N) to their apartment would be a better idea if we really think she's going to do something. Lucci's eyes on you before moving towards Kaku, and using Hattori to tell him hush before moving back to their work.

 

The lunch breaks they've taken at Blueno's Bar was interesting, all the different people at once with the loud Tilestone eager for another drink by slamming his mug down and yelling another as the other foremen tried to quiet him down. Lulu elegantly drinking his beer silently only to cause some mayhem by somehow making hair...get out from people's nose?! That was weird when you first saw it, wondering how that worked, with Paulie explaining by you on the table they were sitting on that Lulu's spike on his hair has mysterious powers.

 

Iceburg and Kalifa would join at times too, him taking an 'extended lunch' he says as Kaku would shake his head good naturedly at the mayor's antics and Paulie freaking out from one of Kalifa's outfits of the day.

 

Honestly, you think the most surprising thing though is what Lucci drank while on break at the bar.

 

You remember staring wide eyed and incredulously as Lucci drank a mug of beer that Blueno gave him next to you once at the bar countertop. Lucci noticing your gaze and a brow raising slightly, Hattori than speaking that if you wanted to try as dark eyes glinted. You mildly scowling at him from below your hat and turning away with a huff, merely saying that he just doesn't seem the type to drink beer. Lucci's eyes focusing on you, mug near his mouth as he seemed to analyze the side of your face that was away from him before putting it down. Hattori doing a Coo before saying he has other tastes but this will do for now.

 

His tone turned odd when he said other tastes, it sounded weird really since he was doing his high voice through Hattori. But, for a moment, his normal voice almost came through.

 

Of course, the other surprising events was what you observed from Kaku as he worked with you. How the young man felt as he spoke excitedly to you about all the tools and the ships he's built as you would stare with a small smile on your face only to grow when you felt his excitement increase.

 

You like this Kaku.

 

You wanted to be close to this Kaku more then the other one. You wanted to observe those smiles, grins, and laughs he would do. And each time he did so, you wondered in the back of your mind if he was just a very good actor or...this truly was what you saw all those years ago.

 

The true Kaku.

 

You were aware of masks. Very aware.

 

Too aware really.

 

You wore one during CP9, and perhaps you're  still wearing one now. You've had a mask so long you don't know which one is really you.

 

It's a sad feeling.

 

Not knowing who you are.

 

The day you decided enough was enough, Kalifa's stare seeming to penetrate along with Blueno's questioning stare along with Kaku's odd smiles and Hattori seeming to fly overhead near you, you managed to corner Lucci who was on break with Kaku from fixing ships.

 

"Hey, Lucci, wanna have that lunch you promised me?" You asked, wanting to talk to him alone like you asked several days prior when you arrived. "And let's try somewhere else besides at the bar instead."

 

The top hatted man gave a small nod in reply without the need of Hattori as Kaku rose his gaze from his water bottle with an excited grin.

 

"Oh, I want to join!" You glanced at him, your face shadowed by your cap as you gave the young man a specific pointed look.

 

"Ah. I just remembered that my break is over. Perhaps another time?" Kaku backed off, waving it off with a smile as you gave a small smile and a nod.

 

The both of you began to walk side by side, you leading silently. Immediately when you saw the next alley as they walked, you quickly pulled him in to the darkest part, and stared at his eyes.

 

"What are you doing here?"

 

"Wouldn't you want to know, pirate scum."

 

You said nothing at his statement, and only glanced at the Hattori that was now on your shoulder. You sighed, and muttered out that you're stuck here because of him. Hattori only replying with a proud 'Coo!' and flutter of the wings, and you gritted with your teeth and whispered harshly "You're so annoying." When Hattori pecked your cheek, a tick mark appeared on your head as you whispered obscenities to it which Hattori only replied with coos. During all this, Lucci did nothing but look down at you with his eyes at the interaction of his 'best friend' and ex-partner. When Hattori finally relented and rubbed his pigeon head against your cheek, you let out a smile at the familiar feather like touch and gently petted the bird with the apathetic master.

 

"I know what kind of job you guys are doing," you began as you continued to pet Hattori who was responding well with your touches, Lucci narrowed his eyes,"So many agents in one place means that this mission is quite important for the World Government. This isn't a simple assassination. Ya'll need something." You turned your gaze from the pigeon to Lucci, your brows furrowed.

 

"I don't know what exactly you guys need in terms of information, but I know it must be pretty important to send all of you guys. And specifically all of you and where you guys are. It would've ended bad if Fukuro or Kumadori were sent here." Honestly, you couldn't imagine it. It would've ended in chaos and fire if the loud zipper mouth and slow talking haiku poet joined too. "All centered around the Galley La too...Iceburg really placed himself as someone real important and having good information if you guys need it that bad." You concluded, your hand finally leaving Hattori's head who chirped slightly in protest. You sighed slightly, going back to pet his chest as the pigeon chirped happily with closed eyes.

 

Lucci only smirked as he looked down at you.

 

"It seems being a pirate didn't make you lose your intelligence like I thought." He snidely commented.

 

You continued with a straight face, something that slightly annoyed the best CP9 agent. Those insults used to work before you recalled. You dropped your hand only for Hattori to quickly grab it with his beak to have you keep going as you let the bird be as your finger was trapped.

 

"I don't like what you guys are trying to pull. Forcing me to stay here in hopes of capturing me when your mission is finished isn't going to work." You observed with narrowed eyes. "Although...you guys don't really seem to be trying that. You should know, Lucci-Neko, that we're not tied in strength anymore."

 

But Lucci said something that caught you off guard.

 

"You could've left. I overheard Paulie talking to Iceburg that you had enough money to pay them back, but instead, you chose to stay. You also chose to entertain us and keep silent. Why?"

 

You stopped petting Hattori and looked up at him, and then smiled.

 

"Like you would possibly understand, Lucci-neko." His mouth twitched slightly and he asked what wouldn't he understand. You smiled more softly at him, something that caught him off guard, and then you said:

 

"I just wanted to spend some time with my comrade. That's all."

 

Lucci scoffed.

 

"I've changed my mind. You're still naive. And I would never become such a thing with pirates."

 

"Too late." You replied with a mild grin. But it quickly disappeared.

 

"Because of this, however, you're the only one I will allow from CP9 to capture me. Do you understand? I won't let anyone else but you capture me, if you manage to catch me and defeat me of course." You ended confidently.

 

Lucci only smirked.

 

"I did not forget. I got your message of that other Cipher Pol weakling you sent in a barrel soon after you left," Lucci commented, his top hat shadowing his eyes as he stared down at you. "The others are aware that you're mine." The assassin said possessively, something you didn't quite catch.

 

You nodded at him approvingly, and then looked him up and down his frame. Analyzing in your head.

 

"We're not tied anymore but...You've gotten stronger since the last time I saw you." You commented with a smirk.

 

Lucci only replied with an "Of course." You then said that the most who has changed was Kaku however, last time you saw him he was still a teen.

 

"He's really changed. Having all the muscles in the right places, I was surprised when I saw him."

 

Lucci didn't seem to like how the conversation was going however, as his face darkened.

 

"You shouldn't be so impressed." Lucci growled out. You blinked and looked up at him, tilting your head as you tried to figure out Lucci's thoughts. He was always sort of hard to understand sometimes.

 

It was then your Haki sensed incoming people.

 

"Shit!" You cursed out loud and at Lucci's raise of the eyebrows you quickly explained to him people were coming. You then quickly pushed him against the wall, causing Hattori to ruffle his feathers in surprise before moving to fly overhead.

 

Lucci lowly growled and asked what you were doing when you suddenly asked how popular he was with the women. Lucci paused.

 

"What?"

 

You asked again.

 

"How popular are you here with woman? Answer quickly."

 

"...I'm sure even you can gather that the city highly respects the shipwrights of the Galley La." Lucci answered carefully, seeming to try to scrutinize your words. How does he not get it?! "I don't see your questions important  enough to why you have me against the wall like this, scum."

 

"How often are you seen with women? Surely you must've slept with a few here." You said unabashedly. No hint of care in your voice.

 

At his growled out answer that weakness isn't something he chases after, you leaned up against him and took your cap off, obscuring their faces as you got close to his ear. "They are close Lucci. Pretend. No kissing on the lips." Your breath fanned his ear as you held him with your hands on his broad chest. Lucci smirked, and put his hands on your hips and drew you closer, making you mutter a curse.

 

Not again!

 

When the people were turning towards the alley, all they saw was a woman pushing Lucci against the wall, seeming to kiss him. Which of course they weren't, until you suddenly made a surprise noise from your mouth when you felt a familiar bite on your ear. "Oi." You practically felt his smirk as he replied by your ear, seeming to purr. Making you flush slightly and your spine tingle despite yourself.

 

"You said nothing about biting." He breathed as you felt his lips on your ear again, feeling his tongue licking it as he bit it harshly. You tightened your hold on his white tank top, to possibly make him stop.

 

AND THOSE PEOPLE WERE STILL THERE!

 

Your cheeks were aflame as your eyes were narrowed. What kind of people watch two people kiss in a dark alleyway?! What kind of fetish is that?! They were supposed to leave!

 

"They aren't going away." You harshly whispered to his ear.

 

"Let them enjoy the show then." He replied with an ever growing smirk. "It's not as if you aren't used to this."

 

Your eyes narrowed as your face flushed from a mix of anger and embarrassment.

 

"I would rather not have perverts watching us, even if we are pretending." You growled in his ear. He moved his head back slightly to face you, his face only a few centimeters away from your own. A smirk on his face. "W-why are you making that face, bastard?"

 

"Oh? Then perhaps we can show them how far we'll go." When the top assassin began to lean in to your lips, you immediately moved your head away. Causing Lucci to only get your ear again, making him growl and bite you harder, which made you release a grunt of pain and surprise. His breath on your ear once more as you tightened your hand on his tank top, his top hat brushing your head. "You know better than to run, scum."

 

When the people seemed to get the hint, you immediately backed away and started rubbing your ear with pained noises and curses.

 

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Jeez! Freakin-cat in heat. Doesn't know how to control himself."

 

You then went all fours in despair, depressing cloud forming over you as you thought in your mind that you have crazy men kissing you everywhere. During this, Lucci had an amused smirk on his face, until he decided it was time to point out an observation.

 

"You smell of other men." At your rose eyebrow when you looked up at him from the ground after putting your cap back on he clarified you smelled like different scented men. Two, he recognizes as Kaku and Paulie. There are more that he smells however. You immediately jumped up from the ground and asked with impressed eyes "Woah, your nose got stronger too huh?" Lucci didn't share your enthusiasm as he looked at you with dark eyes and wanting you to answer the question.

 

"I usually hang around Kaku, who puts his arms around my shoulder sometimes when we're having fun." Lucci's eyes turned to a glare as you continued. "And sometimes I like to jump Paulie to surprise him from time to time. Mostly cause it's hilarious." You smiled, but then quickly lost it as you gazed up at Lucci. "If you're smelling more then two people then...sorry. But I'm not telling."

 

Lucci didn't really appreciate your answer.

 

"Say who." He practically demanded.

 

You rose an eyebrow at him.

 

You weren't idiotic enough to say any names. You couldn't say Mihawk's name, for he was a Warlord and isn't supposed to be hinted that he's possibly allies with Shanks. And Shanks...well...

 

You blushed at the thought of his lips on your forehead once more, and then quickly remembering Mihawk's charming kiss to your hand. Which made you darker in red then before. Lucci took this the wrong way.

 

A hissing snarl.

 

"Did you manage to find a lover?" He asked with slitted eyes. "Those rumors. Do they have an ounce of truth?"

 

"No!" You yelled with a blush on your face before looking confused. "Rumors...?"

 

Still oblivious, Lucci thought as he relaxed his tight jaw, eyes back to his normal dark orbs that were dilated as he said quietly it's unimportant. Only more foolish.

 

"It's just that...," You began softly, whispering,"I visited the person who saved me that day before I came here." You answered truthfully.

 

Lucci said nothing as he looked at your soft smile and eyes with adoration, he only growled in agitation.

 

Hattori pecked you on your face after flying back to you with a coo.

 

"Idiot~ Idiot~!"

 

"Hey! I just gave you pets!"

 

"Coo~! (Y/N)!"

 

"Don't say my name so cutely after just pecking me, stupid bird."

 

Lucci watched impassively, before staring out at the entrance of the alley to watch for any passerby's with crossed arms.

 

"Hattori only speaks the truth, scum. Despite your intelligence, he has twice the wit compared to you."

 

Your mouth dropped, before scowling with multiple ticks on your face. Growing more once you spotted the side of his lips moved slightly up.

 

"WHAT THE HECK DID YOU JUST SAY?!"

 

"Your memory is worse as well," Lucci stated blandly, making you fist a hand against his tank top in anger while saying he must really want to get his ass beat by you before his lips flattened and moved his tanned hand over yours that held him. You taking note of his serious gaze as you blinked. "Remember this. Come to Blueno's at one in the morning tonight. The others, they wish to have a talk as well. It's time we have to head back to the Dock. We can continue this later."

 

You frowned.

 

"I'm guessing they're concerned or something..."

 

Lucci seemed to do his version of a shrug by glancing away before staring at the left side of your face. You noticed you still held his tank top tightly and his hand was still on yours and your faces are pretty close again too.

 

"Their feelings don't matter but I can see why they may have certain ideas." Lucci's eyes than met your (e/c) ones, staring. You felt slightly the sense of a quiet campfire with a distant Coo. The hand atop yours twitched only for Hattori to peck your face again and breaking your eye contact, turning towards the pigeon who merely gave an innocent Coo as you let go of Lucci to wave a finger at the bird and in turn, Lucci's hand dropped to his side. Putting the hand in his pocket. "Come. That's our cue to go. Don't forget the time."

 

You huffed, turning your head towards him with strands of hair everywhere below your cap due to Hattori's sadism like his master.

 

"I won't!"

 

Besides, you still have other stuff to tell him.

 

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You stood in front of the bar, the moon high above with clouds covering it as you stared with lips quirked up to the side and your face slightly shadowed from your cap—your scar on the left side of your face screaming danger.

 

Soon after the both of you came back, work went on as normal. Kaku teaching you the basic things to do and you helping move stuff around quickly in a faster pace due to your strength. Paulie shouting at you when you decided to sneak up on him again and he makes the funny face as he did it with Tilestone commenting(yelling) in the background you're going to kill the man along with the other foremen. Lulu agreeing as he puts down the spike of his hair on the left side of his head only for it to appear on the right side. Lucci just working away as Hattori spoke through him that Paulie needs a lesson either way and their daily fight broke out before ending in a draw due to Iceburg coming out and saying it's been really quiet the last few days from the Franky Family but you were too busy listening to the grinning Kaku as he explained to hear that.

 

After work, you walked around a bit through the streets of Water 7 before heading to your motel room and freshening up a bit before resting your eyes till it was time.

 

You sensed everyone else was in there.

 

A lamb that looks from side to side. A foul ball. A shadowed ship in a bottle half finished. Quiet.

 

They feel pretty nervous. Besides Lucci. Unsurprisingly. The man doesn't seem to care at all about the risks you bring. Or maybe he still knows you...

 

Either way, you kicked the door open nearly off its hinges but not quite and three pairs of eyes met yours as one stayed close in the right corner of the bar as you smirked and walked in, you don't really care.

 

"Yo!" You greeted casually with hands in your pockets, Karasu glinting in excitement as Kuroi ten'nosabaki merely gleamed in the low light of the bar with only three candles on as you walked past the table Kalifa was sitting by with her CP9 outfit along with Kaku stared at you in mild interest behind his shadowed cap and towards the bar countertop Blueno was behind. "You guys really must like outfit changes if you guys changed to the old uniform and everything just to meet me. Sounds like way too much work. And dramatic."

 

You think you know too many people who are dramatic. They can get pretty ridiculous.

 

You could see how tense they were, specifically Kalifa and Blueno since it seems Kaku was more wary. Lucci's eyes still closed as he leaned against the corner with Hattori silent as well, signature top hat on his head with his own CP9 uniform on.

 

Eh. Whatever.

 

You leaned against the middle of the bar counter, holding up a finger to Blueno who stared at it in question and caution. Your lips quirked up.

 

"One Gold Shooter Brandy please. On the rocks." When Blueno's eyes widened in front of you, your brows furrowed. Dark eyes zeroing in on your form a few feet away. "What? There's no way you don't have it. What kinda fake bar you got here, Blueno?"

 

It only took for you to give the bull haired man a pointed look did he do it, the tension not falling as liquid gold was poured into a shot glass before it was sat in front of you.

 

"Ah, thanks!" You said, Blueno's eyes widening once more along with Kalifa's with Kaku's lips twitching before you grabbed the glass, took a seat on the bar stool and suddenly slid the brandy to the side as you turned in your seat to face the room. Lucci appeared quickly, catching the shot glass in one hand, giving you a look. "Now look. You guys need to relax, I'm frankly not interested at all on what you guys are doing here or the why's. So I'm not really interested in exposing anything either. I'm just here for the heck of it and until I finish up that mess with the galleon."

 

"You can't expect us to believe that," Kalifa stated, fixing her glasses slightly as she sat with one leg over the other on her chair. Your eyes turning towards her. "Why would you possibly stay silent? You have nothing to lose."

 

"I got nothing to gain either," You pointed out, crossing your arms and leaning against the counter with your back. "You're just gonna have to take my word for it. You guys don't really have a choice."

 

"No," Blueno said passively a little to the side of you, you realizing he left from behind the bar counter and was to the right of you now in the corner of the counter. Lucci now to your left as he stared down at the brandy on the rocks. "We don't. Even if you weren't first with us, anyone would know of your reputation you gained quickly after you left. We're no match for you."

 

You shrugged.

 

"There ya have it. Are we done than?"

 

"No," Kalifa said, tone clipped. "It's due to you being trained in skills such as ours and others you've gained that's concerning. Who's to say you even truly know what we are doing and you won't stop us than?"

 

You sighed loudly, not bothering to hide it.

 

They're being ridiculous. You were about to tell them so before someone else did it for you.

 

"You have to give (Y/N)-san more credit than that, Kalifa." Kaku said in slight reprimand as he frowned towards her behind his shadowed cap. "You just said she's been trained like we have. You know that (Y/N)-san might already have an idea of what we're trying to accomplish."

 

Kalifa shifted her legs, moving a strand of hair behind her ear.

 

"I know that. That only increases my worry."

 

"I don't get it." You frowned, arms still crossed to your chest. "Yeah, what Kaku said. I'm not blind. You guys need something from Iceburg." Everyone tensed or eyes widened outside of Kaku and Lucci, Kaku only raising a brow and Lucci still standing as he swirled the shot glass as Hattori stared over at you with beady eyes. "Like I said. Not interested. Don't really want to know or care to know. This is just an information retrieval anyways right? It's not like you can kill Iceburg, he's way too important. And you don't need to get rid of anyone else either."

 

Kalifa and Blueno shared a glance and seemed to assent to you as Kaku couldn't help but observe to himself that this was the (Y/N) that they all have seen during your time as an assassin with them—distant with personable talk rare. But when you did seem to open up, you would close back up again just as quickly. Seeming to want to ignore whatever you did or said was nothing. It was odd, Kaku noted.

 

It kind of reminded him of how he is.

 

"There's something else though," you began again, Kalifa and Blueno turning towards you in attention as Kaku blinked and focused on you. You jabbing a thumb towards Lucci's direction. "This guy didn't have time to tell ya any of this? He should've said the rundown of what we talked earlier when me and him went out."

 

Out? Kalifa and Blueno thought, in complete bewilderment as they glanced towards the quiet Lucci's back and your confused expression. Them? They didn't do anything weird did they?

 

The both of you together in Enies Lobby was always an odd sight.

 

But, the three agents thought in a variation of forms but reach the same conclusion as your head turned towards Hattori who was now next to you perched on the bar counter as you asked Blueno to give you some beans and him doing so only for you to give a plate to a happy Hattori as you stared with quirked lips and poked fun at the pigeon it was still a lover of dried beans, they all know Lucci. He wouldn't endanger the mission,  only when it comes to his bloodthirsty reasons and sticking with the World Government in the first place. To kill.

 

Even when it comes to you.

 

Maybe, they observe as they commented that it's best time for them to leave as you shrugged at them and said they could do what they want, especially when it comes to you.

 

"Leave the key, Blueno." You turned towards Lucci in attention, who brushed his arm against yours as he finally sat down. Him taking a sip of his brandy, and his eyes looking at his drink appreciatively. "I have to finish this drink. Can't have the scum destroy it."

 

He took a sip as you tsked at him.

 

"Oh please. I knew you would catch it, bastard."

 

"Brandy~Brandy~!" Hattori interrupted with a slight flap of his wings and pieces of bean around his beak. Clearly wanting a glass himself.

 

"You made Hattori into an alcoholic." You deadpanned.

 

"He merely has good taste," Lucci replied, uncaring with you huffing at him with Lucci merely sipping away, you seeming to get irritated at getting ignored before deciding that Hattori pecking you for a glass isn't what you want, you jumping over the counter and getting the bird a glass with Hattori cooing in delight as he grabbed it.

 

We're still here, the other agents thought with a mild sweatdrop before moving to leave. Kaku's lips slightly up at Blueno's comment when they left the two alone that he hopes he doesn't find it destroyed with Kalifa replying she thinks he hopes too much.

 

Kaku glanced back at the bar, eyes in thought along with his smile waning as Blueno and Kalifa quickly used Soryu to leave.

 

It's like you never left, Kaku observed when he thought back to your never ending arguments or tense sentences back to Lucci when they were all younger—him just a teenager and the two of you young adults. Everyone else already knowing to just let the two of you go at it or they'll get a glare from the cold Zoan. Kaku thought of the moments they trained together with swords, few compared to Lucci since you were equal in strength to the leopard Zoan back than—the times you would helpfully point out his mistakes without needing to. Adjusting his grip with your hands, voice quiet as you taught him what to do and even you saying thanks to him for the spar when he should've been the one thanking you. 

 

You've always been strange, and not because of your blood relations to your father. It was more than that.

 

The assassin thought of him teaching you about building ships, you listening attentively with interest in your eyes and a small smile on your lips that somehow looking knowing. Before seeming to get his excitement and widening your grin as you side hugged him with him freezing for a moment each time you did it, before putting an arm around you as well with a smile.

 

A quickening of his chest occurred, making Kaku's eyes widened as he put a hand to his chest—not again.

 

"Ah..." Kaku said, a disbelieving chuckle being released. "This really isn't good..."

 

He can just ignore them, this isn't going to benefit him at all and they can go away again like before. Before...you came back.

 

Kaku put a hand to his head, eyes shadowed behind his cap and a disbelieving smile on his face.

 

Lucci won't like this. If the man even feels threatened by him. But the leopard Zoan has never been outright with you. Despite what Kaku has seen from the two of you back than, there's no indication that you were aware of anything—but that's just you.

 

"What am I doing...? I shouldn't be entertaining this. I'm on a mission." Kaku rationalized to himself, shaking himself out of his stupor. You don't seem to see him like that anyways. Unless he does something to see—

 

With that, Kaku's cheeks flushed along with some of his nose before using Soryu himself back to his apartment.

 

Not at all thinking of touching you a certain way with a hand to your waist and your hand in his other as he said he can teach you his style of swordsmanship.

 

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"You're going to get drunk, Hattori."

 

"Coo...(Y/N)~!"

 

"Yeah. He's lost it. Eat some more beans, Hattori. Or else I'll force feed you white rice."

 

Hattori swiveled his tiny bird head to you, askance.

 

"Coo!"

 

You gave the pigeon a pointed look, silent. Hattori's feathers seeming to waver before you gave him more beans from the bag you found on the plate and moving towards it to eat. Lucci merely observing the two of you and your interaction as he swiveled his refilled shot glass next to the bottle of brandy he grabbed upon the counter, his top hat next to the bottle and suit jacket on the chair next to him. Your own hat by your side as well, a cup of (favorite juice/soda) by it on your other side.

 

Lucci has been mostly silent as he listened to you talk about this or that, outside of when he immediately said once they all left that you need to learn how to knock. And that your manners are still poor. You merely replying that he's still dramatic if he thinks you will just knock on a door to a bar and wait for someone to answer.

 

Besides. Kicking down doors open is the right way.

 

Better than blasting a hole in a wall.

 

You telling him to be careful because you know of embarrassing stories of him due to you once being partners with him and therefore with him a lot, a smirk on your lips as you said it. Only to fall as his eyes cut towards you and give a show of a small sniff, making you flush slightly in immediate knowledge of what he's referring to as he smirked at you and merely said he has stories of his own. It looks like they'll both be silent after all, but man you wished he forgot that!

 

Still, you thought with a mild frown at his fourth shot glass and Hattori nestled on your head asleep, didn't he say he was going to leave after the first one? It barely even seemed he was listening to me when he wasn't looking.

 

Lucci noticed your gaze, eyes glinting as you blinked when he brought the glass in front of you.

 

"Curious if it tastes the same?"

 

"G-get that o-out of my face!" You retorted, heat in your cheeks as Lucci smirked, taking back his drink and taking a sip with eyes on your flustered expression. "I never should've drunk that. Like I would drink that again w-with you."

 

"I'm guessing you've been avoiding it ever since," Lucci said, elbow to the counter with holding the glass in the air calmly as he watched your face and tilted his head to the side towards you, locks of his raven hair shifting to his shoulder more as he did so. "Good. Don't drink with anyone like that. Unless a repeat will occur and someone might take advantage..." His dark eyes seemed to flash at that, tanned fingers seeming to tighten around his shot glass before his eyes met your carefully blank ones. "You haven't drunk with someone else, have you?"

 

Yes.

 

"You think I will drink with somebody when I know how I get without someone I trust?" You instead said, you only willingly drinking with Ace since he takes good care of you when you get like that. Everything else was an accident. "Trust me when I say what I did the first time with you and everybody has been a lone incident. You think I'm an idiot?"

 

"Yes."

 

"...You said that too fast, Kitty." Lucci growled at you in warning at the nickname, only to pause when your curious eyes turned towards his hair. You touching a lock of it and comparing the length now to the one before. "It really has gotten longer...you used to look really emo when you only had your hair to your chin or your neck. I think the last time I saw it was when it was touching your shoulders." You looked at the end of the lock, seeing it goes to a little above his bicep.

 

Lucci watched you finger his hair, your eyes seeming lost in thought. Your lips barely up but up nonetheless.

 

Lucci turned away. Taking a sip of his shot as silence reigned for a few moments.

 

"...I saw the kid." Lucci didn't look your way, but he did keep the cup to his lips. You still played with his way too soft and silky wavy hair that had curls at the end that shows he cares a lot about his looks. How does he not have hat hair? "You probably heard when someone entered Guanhao. It was an accident after I got lost. He seemed..."

 

You paused, hair between your fingers as your mind showed flashes of blood, of natural and of death with the feeling of it splattering on your cheek. Bodies falling and you staring in disbelief at what a parent would do.

 

"...well, he was a baby so he wouldn't remember like us." Your lips were quirked up, not meeting your eyes before falling as you let go of the lock, leaning against your hand and staring at the counter. "He's pretty smart though. Careful. I just don't like what goes on down there. Training him for..."

 

"He would've perished than." Your shoulders tensed at Lucci's blasé tone, eyes shooting at him as he looked down at you. "By the forest. Or an animal. I don't recall you objecting to it at the time. And you wanted to take him in the first place."

 

"It was my mess."

 

"It was." You clenched your teeth and Lucci's lips lifted into his most annoying smirks—the sadistic one. "You think I would deny that? You didn't listen to my warning, too soft. You still are, scum." Lucci looked away, lips back into a straight line. "It will be your undoing one day. And the boy is alive and well, the World Government doesn't allow weakness so he will still be in the island."

 

You released a harsh scoff, turning your head away. Hattori peacefully asleep as you did so.

 

"I don't want to talk about the shitty World Government, pussycat. I hate it when you talk like that. They're the end all be all when we both know the reason why you stay with them."

 

Lucci stared at the back of your head, lips lifted a tad.

 

"I don't need to remind you."

 

"No, you don't." You than turned back towards him, smirking as Lucci's lips fell and eyes narrowed suspiciously at the look. Your elbow moving his arm slightly. "Not scared of the "fragile weak bodies" are you now though? Hope you haven't accidentally broken a baby or two."

 

"Don't comment about me. You were petrified." Your face twisted at the memory as Lucci's lips lifted, him grabbing your elbow. "And anything that age is frail, there is no lie to what I said back than."

 

But he didn't leave the baby either.

 

"The weak deserve an ill fate, right?"

 

"Always," Lucci replied coldly. His eyes than meeting yours, brow arched a tad, curious. "Do you agree?"

 

"...ehhhhh," you leaned back against the chair, legs pushing against the counter as the chair was balancing on two legs as you put your arms behind your head. "Not really. But you don't really care about my opinion either way, right? You haven't changed at all, kitty."

 

Lucci stared, eyes flashing with different thoughts as he analyzed and read you.

 

"Despite your constant outbursts compared to before," you glanced at him, "you're still the same soft scum."

 

He's never gonna stop saying that, is he?

 

"Oh yeah?" You smirked, putting your hand out as a Lucci glanced at it. Putting Haki in it. "Look here, attack my—" Talons met your hand only to be bounced off as Lucci stared in interest and your smirk twitched in slight annoyance on your face, "You didn't hesitate at all, bastard. But pretty cool, huh?"

 

"Haki," Lucci realized, leaning over you and grabbing your wrist to inspect. "You're not bleeding. It's similar to Tekkai it seems when it comes to defense."

 

"But can be pretty good for attacks too," You said as Lucci observed your hand, the hue on it a bluish silver with the black before you retracted it back. Lucci glancing over at you in question, hold still on your wrist. "You guys should be taught it, but your assassins so I get why you won't need it. Surprised you  haven't tried it yet though."

 

"Why show it to me?" He asked, thumb on your pulse and face right over yours as you stared up at him. "With this knowledge of Haki, it'll be easier for me to inevitably kill you."

 

"And what if I can just kill you?"

 

"Then so be it. You're my comrade, so do what you best see fit."

 

"Are you...are you a naive idiot?"

 

You huffed at him, smiling up at him as his eyes narrowed.

 

"Forgot what I said back than? You're not forgetful. You know the answer, besides—" you grinned sharply and Lucci felt your pulse quicken just as his did as he stared at the look. "—not really fun chase if you don't even know how to do at least this. Not like I told you how I did it either. You can figure the rest by yourself I think, Lucci-Neko."

 

The Hunter thirsts.

 

You blinked as Lucci tugged at your wrist, your eyes widening and flushing when your face met his chest. You looking up in a scowl to tell him off only to freeze as Lucci stared down at you, dark eyes with a tint of blue gleaming with an equal dark smirk. Hattori blinking his eyes open in a sleepy Coo atop your head, shifting on your head.

 

"Willing just like that? If you wish to be chased," he went to your ear, breath on it as you tensed and flushed, "Than I'll oblige, scum. You should learn to ask for repayment when you give something. Like an exchange of blood. What...do you want?"

 

You felt a soft nip to your ear with a heated lap, your breath hitching. You stood hastily from your seat that fell back, face flushed as Lucci looked annoyed. Hattori flying with a coo back to Lucci's shoulders as you shakily and exaggeratedly pointed at him.

 

"P-p-perverted cat!" You held your ear, still feeling his touch. "I'm not like y-you! Good luck with learning Haki or whatever! I'm not telling you stuff again!"

 

You used Soryu, rubbing your ear as you used Geppo throughout Water 7 and back to your rented room. Your ear is going to be constantly attacked if you're alone with Lucci! At least with this Lucci and not his fake other one, but his other one is still a lot like him cause a cat can't change their stripes or something like that.

 

Bad idea!

 

He seemed okay and he suddenly acted like that again! What's his problem?!

 

Lucci meanwhile, stared with dark narrowed eyes at the chair you knocked over. Hattori giving a coo on his shoulder.

 

"Idiot~Idiot~!"

 

Oblivious imbecile, Lucci thought, finishing off his brandy glass before glancing at the bottle. His favorite brand ever since he obtained a taste for alcohol. Years ago. A true soft fool. He grabbed it, moving to leave himself as he used the keys.

 

Locking the bar up with a click.

 

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Edited 05/21/21

 

Added more CP9 stuff! And extra details! Basically combined Kitty Surprise and Bite together and added additional stuff.

 

There's still more to come when it comes to the other two on here for Side Pairings~ ^//////^

 

Hope you guys enjoyed!

 

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**FANART CORNER**

Notes:

**Kuroi ten'nosabaki🗡🎇 💀(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black sword with a sheen of silver buster sword that's carrie son your back. Think of it like Cloud's sword from Final Fantasy or Zabuza's sword from Naruto.

 

(Your sword is a mix of Cloud's and Zabuza's, there is no hole in your sword, but there IS a half moon cut in it. But the half moon cut near the top of the sword.)

 

**Karasu(Raven): your noticeably smaller and total black sword that is on your hip. You can imagine whatever sword you want, but perhaps the Chokuto sword will fit. Like Sasuke's sword from Naruto Shippuden.

 

**Tekkai: Iron Body. Defense technique taught by the marines where your body turns hard like iron.

 

**Soryu: Shave. Where you can move in an instant flash in a burst of high speed. Taught and learned normally by marines.

 

**Geppo: Moon Walk. A move where it appears you're jumping in midair, when it's just the strength of your legs moving quickly and touching the ground that keeps you upright. You often used this when you're on your small boat so you can go faster on sea. Taught and learned normally by marines.

Chapter 11: Of Ropes and Ships

Summary:

The wind and love for ships.

Notes:

A/N: 12/28/21 Currently Editing Chapters So Expect Sudden Writing Style Changes As You Read

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

You had an elbow to Tilestone's back, hand around his twisted wrist, your lips lifted.

 

"You did good, but not strong enough, big guy." You stated, getting off him as Tilestone loudly grumbled as he stood that you were truly impressive and making your lips widen into a proud smirk. "I gotta be! What I want isn't something easy to get but thanks, Tilestone." You turned towards the other foremen who stared with wide eyes, some nervously sweating and pale. "Who wants to try next?"

 

"I-I'm good!"

 

"Maybe we should head back to finishing the galleon, right?"

 

"Th-that sounds like a good idea! It's almost half finished!"

 

The other foremen slowly started to leave.

 

"OI!" Tilestone shouted, crossing his arms and bearded face deep. "WHO TAUGHT YOU TO BE COWARDS?! WE'RE THE SHIPWRIGHTS OF WATER 7! NOW CHALLENGE (Y/N)!"

 

"But," one of them stated, sweatdropping, "H-how could we possibly compare to you and Lulu...?! (Y/N) beat you guys!"

 

"WHO CARES?!" The others flinched back at Tilestone's roaring voice, some of it creating a sonic wave and making the foremen's hair fly back as they blinked and got a hair blowout. You tilting you head with a hand to your chin. Not the best hairstyle. "I CLEARLY HAVE BEEN OUTMATCHED...I—" his voice wavered, his eyes suddenly shadowing as he kneeled down. "MY PEDESTAL OF BEING THE MOST BUFF HAS BEEN TAKEN! SOMEONE NEEDS TO COME IN TO BE MY STAND IN!"

 

"Err," you interrupted, finger up, "I don't think I was doing this for a title—"

 

"TAKEN!" Tilestone shouted, tears in his eyes and you scratching your head as he went on to punching the floor as the foremen looked around, at a loss.

 

You wanted some excitement during one of their breaks of building a few days after the bar night, the others seeming to calm down although Lucci has been acting more close and less distant to you for some reason. Hattori even going to your shoulder to the other shipwrights shock. Kaku has been acting odd too...pulling back when you put an arm around his shoulder. At least Paulie still acts the same with his reactions when you're hot or when you jump on him just cause.

 

"Paulie~!" You jumped from behind as you wrapped your arms around his torso, feeling him immediately stiffen. You quickly let go and went to his front, seeing his face red.

 

"W-woman! The hell's w-wrong with you?! " He stuttered out, while you just laughed at his expression.

 

"D-don't laugh at me! Stop doing this!"

 

He was too funny. He even told you to button your shirt one day when it was very hot, and you only unbuttoned three and you had a tank top underneath but it seemed it was still too scandalous for Paulie when you were working.

 

"You're distracting with t-that!" Paulie pointed at your white dress shirt, you rolling your eyes with a laugh and continued your business, not really bothered by his statements. You did button at least one, just so he could perhaps calm down. He didn't though.

 

"(Y/N)!" Paulie yelled once again as he came over towards you. "I thought I told you to button them!"

 

You only rose an eyebrow at him.

 

"Maybe it's better I just take my whole shirt off then." You teased with a smirk. The blond man quickly shut his mouth, nearly breaking his cigar with a little blood trickling from his nose as he walked away.

 

In order to make some excitement, you decided it to be a good idea to challenge the Galley-La men to a nice friendly fight. You not using your swords or any special moves really, just your body. Kaku looking mildly concerned when you made the announcement and saying that may still not be fair quietly to you with you waving him off that this is just for fun, despite his words and doubt you could tell he was curious. Paulie and Lucci away when you made the announcement, you think to Iceburg or to a customer.

 

Lulu went first, using his saws that you dodged with your body and head with each swing before you ended the fight by catching the saws with two hands. Lulu accepting and going back to watch frok the sidelines dutifully after you said that was fun and you haven't really seen people use building saws for weapons before. After fixing his bad hair of course. It just went to his mustache though.

 

Tilestone was eager, using his hammer and shouting all the while before you put him down.

 

"You are impressive, (Y/N)-san," Kaku said with a smile before walking towards you until he stood in front of you, hands in his hips. "I want to try."

 

You blinked before grinning.

 

"Sure! You can start whenever you're ready."

 

Kaku hummed before pointing to where you left Kuroi ten'nosabaki and Karasu to the side against stacks of wood.

 

"Can you pick your buster sword up? We should make it fair." When you tilted your head and said it is fair for you to not use weapons, Kaku's smile turned knowing as they quirked further. "Not for you, (Y/N)-san.  For me. Your weapon is one of the heaviest out there when it comes to the famed ones. You being the wielder got used to the weight, but without that extra few kilograms holding you back...you're faster."

 

Smart Kaku.

 

You grinned sharply in response.

 

The other foremen's eyes widened as they muttered between themselves that it was true and they didn't realize sooner. You did show off your buster sword the other day.

 

"Pfft! Saw through that, huh? My bad!" You grabbed the gleaming Kuroi ten'nosabaki and placed it back on your back, tilted due to its great height compared to yours and leaving the glinting hungry Karasu. Karasu was lighter and won't have any effect on you at all. "Having Kuroi ten'nosabaki on me barely, if at all, affects me when I carry him but I notice I'm quicker without him. When I'm not using him and it's on my back though...I can't really move as natural. But ya know that too."

 

"Hai, Hai (Y/N)-san." Kaku simply stated with a serious smile before putting a hand to a chisel. The foremen awwing and cheering for their 'Mountain Wind', making Kaku scratch his nose sheepishly with a laugh. "Come on everyone, it's not a big deal! It's a natural conclusion to come to."

 

"Oi," the foremen said, flapping their hands in a deadpan including the loud Tilestone and straight faced Lulu. "Don't be so honest in calling us stupid."

 

Kaku blinked, turning towards them. "Oh, did I say that? Sorry!"

 

"So honest!" They yelled.

 

He turned back towards you, cap slightly shadowing his eyes.

 

"You ready, (Y/N)-san?"

 

"Ready!"

 

You ducked, a sound of a chisel being embedded to the wood behind you. You dodging to the side once more as your eyes narrowed at Kaku. Chisels in both hands, between each knuckle. More being hurled at you as you quickly side stepped and dodged each one along with kicks towards you.

 

He hurled two more towards you, you darted to the side into a jump kick. Kaku dodging, chisel in hand and going towards your shin. You twisted your body in midair, hand going atop Kaku's head and lifting yourself up atop him—your blouse slightly lowering and showing off your stomach due to the move.

 

Kaku's head lowered due to your weight as he grunted, before using his softened use of Geppo during his time here. Making you land in a back flip, before moving your head once more only to feel slight air to your arm.

 

You blinked, turning towards your arm to see your blouse got the tiniest nick before grinning at Kaku proudly.

 

"You got my blouse! Pretty good to throw when I'm trying to land! Pretty great actually, Kaku!" Kaku smiled, his cheeks looking a little red due to the exertion of trying to nail you. Your grin than turning more into a show of teeth as you smirked. "Not enough though."

 

Kaku blinked and you were in front of him, hand pushing against his chest with the other to his wrist. Chisels fallen and you were straddling over him with your lips quirked, (e/c) twinkling meeting wide walnut as you kept his wrist above his head. Your knee pressed against his other arm as he swallowed at his close your face was.

 

"Listen up everyone, we got a new customer for a brig to fix the main mast—WHAT IS THAT CRAZY WOMAN DOING?!"

 

You and Kaku turned your heads to see Paulie was back with Lucci, Iceburg, and Kalifa in tow. Paulie appearing red faced and blond hair mussed from he was staring at, you think he was saying other stuff but it sounded like gibberish as his voice cracked. Lucci's gaze honed in on your straddling position to your bewildered expression trying to understand the prudish foremen before glancing away in disinterest, hands in his pockets with his thumbs out. Kaku noticed the dismissal, eyes slightly narrowed in realization.

 

Lucci isn't threatened at all. And (Y/N), Kaku looked at your turned away face saying to Paulie calmly you don't understand the language he's speaking. Tilestone quickly explaining that they are just accepting and meeting your challenge as to keep the honor of the Galley La, which isn't true since this was for fun and said keeping honor was clearly not working either. Paulie calming down at that although still reprimanding you that you're being indecent just staying there with you over him and hands on him as you explained it was just a hold. You're completely unaffected...hah...is this how Lucci feels? She must still see me as a kid.

 

After Kaku tapped the hand around his wrist twice, you got off him and turned towards Iceburg with a raised brow who had a lawn chair instead of a lounge chair out today. Kaku sneaking a glance at Lucci, their eyes meeting only for Lucci to turn away again as Kaku frowned.

 

"Did you cancel some events again?" You asked the mayor, who was too busy gazing at the clouds.

 

"I cleared my schedule today," Iceburg answered easily, looking way too content and not at all responsible like a mayor should be. The city should be doomed. "It's too fine a day today, look at the clouds." You looked up at the cloudy sky, some looking gray and the sun being hidden. You looked back at him with a doubtful expression. "Also Kalifa can help me keep in schedule."

 

Kalifa fixed her glasses needlessly on her nose, the glass flashing as she gazed at her clipboard.

 

"We are two days behind schedule."

 

"Better than three!" Iceburg said easily.

 

"You're a bad mayor," you repeatedly bluntly from before. You lifting your arm to block the kick you expected, steady (e/c) eyes under your cap meeting Kalifa's with your lips lifted. "Wanna accept the challenge too? I might take this as us starting."

 

"Oooo!" A foreman called excitedly. "A match between our beautiful secretary and (Y/N)!"

 

"Cat fight!" Another whooped.

 

You distantly think Lucci would take offense to that phrase.

 

"Shut up, you idiots!" Paulie yelled at the group, eyes than turning towards you and Kalifa before flushing. "Kalifa! Damn it, put your leg down—your skirt raises up like that!"

 

"EVEN PAULIE IS EXCITED FOR THIS VENTURE!" Tilestone exclaimed with his bulky arms up and flexing at his sides for some reason. "YOUR FACE FLUSHED SHOWS IT!"

 

Paulie twirled around towards Tilestone, fist up.

 

"S-shut up, Tilestone!"

 

"Now, now," Kaku said through a calm smile, hands in a placating motion between the two. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves." Despite that, his eyes took in the sight of your calm form with Kalifa's brows drawn together as they kept their position. Kaku looking down and scratching his square long nose.

 

"We need to get back to work, Coo~! ," Hattori stated through Lucci, him glancing at the two of you. A dash of interest in his eyes before he turned away, already knowing the outcome.

 

Kalifa released a small huff, putting her leg down only to appear at the whooping foremen now bruised foremen after a barrage of kicks before going back to Iceburg's side.

 

"You staring like that is sexual harassment."

 

"S-Sorry, Kalifa!" The foremen apologized through their injured faces.

 

"I got hit too," Iceburg pointed out on his lawn chair, welt to his cheek and causing him to sound muffled. "I wasn't even staring at you."

 

"You abuse your power, but you get abused too." You pointed out with a chuckle before turning towards Paulie and pointed at him as he knitted his brows. "Your turn! Try to hit me!"

 

"What?" Paulie tsked, turning away and crossing his arms as he turned his head away. "Why would I bother doing that?"

 

"Tilestone said something about honor, but it's for fun! Come on!" You pushed with a grin but Paulie was not budging as he slightly scowled around his cigar.

 

"Our pride as foremen isn't the reason you're doing this so let's just get back to work." Paulie moved to go past you as your grin faltered. He's being boring for some reason right now, what's up with him? You have your blouse on. "We have to finish this galleon as well so we have to split up between this and the new brig."

 

"Don't tell me you're scared." You taunted, having Paulie glance at you as you kept going with your hands to your hip and a smirk. "You fight with ropes, yeah? Concerned you might see them tear cause of me?"

 

Paulie scoffed, lips twitching in amusement.

 

"Don't be ridiculous. Our ropes are famous for being able to hold on to any weight—no matter how heavy. You're not going to tear them and since you're not using your swords—no cutting either."

 

"Sounds like you think you can beat me," you poked at him again. You know he probably doesn't, he probably knows you can take him easily but this is meant to be fun instead of serious! Besides, based on how everyone enjoyed the fights and looking the most relaxed they have in days—they're enjoying it as well. "Think your precious rope can hold me down?"

 

Dark eyes zoomed towards you at your challenging words as Paulie slightly flushed, muttering "Shameless". Kalifa wishes she had a cocktail right now, but instead she's covering her exasperated face behind her clipboard as Kaku stared at you with round eyes. Everyone else looking pointedly away at the sky or the ground.

 

You're oblivious.

 

You noticed Paulie making one of his funny faces again but you didn't say anything or do anything besides making fun of his ropes—

 

Wait...

 

...

 

Ropes...

 

...

 

Tying.

 

...

 

Steam came out from the top of your head as you flushed.

 

"I-I wasn't talking a-about that!"

 

"You just noticed?!" The foremen and Paulie shouted.

 

"PERVERTS!"

 

"You said it, not me!" Paulie sharply retorted, but you did not let up and saying he has to challenge you now for thinking something so perverted even though he's a prude. "I-I'm—I'M NO PRUDE, CRAZY WOMAN! And for the last time, no—"

 

"I'll go to the casino with you and give you my winnings."

 

Paulie brandished his rope in his hands, the air around him sparkling.

 

"What are you waiting for than?!"

 

"You're too easy, Paulie." Lulu, Tilestone, Iceburg and the other foremen stated flatly.

 

"Coo! How like you to take advantage in a game of fun, Paulie." Lucci remarked through Hattori and Paulie bit back saying you're the one who suggested it. Which you did, you're just staring at Lucci dully. Him saying that and acting like he's innocent from the same thing is mind boggling. "Poor Miss (Y/N) doesn't know what she just agreed to. Is that a habit?"

 

At the falsely innocent tone, you gritted your teeth as you looked to the side to meet Lucci's eyes.

 

"Don't call me Miss." Was all you said before you faced back forward towards the ready Paulie, his ropes in his hands. You made a motion for him to come at you and added to not hold back, you can handle it. It was only a millisecond later a rope met your wrist, you glancing at the hand to your hip with the encircled rope only for you to next bed sharply tugged. Suddenly you were in the air, rope tight on your wrist until you felt a pull to the ground. The ground almost meeting your face if you didn't place your free hand upon it. You peered over—eyes slightly shadowed under your cap and your blouse ridden up, your (skin tone) stomach being shown—to see Paulie's hands tight around his ropes, still in position of how he threw you forward and brows together in determination. Your eyes gleamed around your grin. "Gotta do better than that, Paulie~."

 

You pulled your encased wrist harshly, noticing the strength only for Paulie to wring back the rope to his sleeves. Catching on what you were trying to do.

 

Can't pull him around with his own rope, but he can't do much to me besides pull me around. Although it's impressive he can handle Kuroi ten'nosabaki's weight...

 

You pushed your hand against the ground, doing an experimental kick towards him to see what he's going to do. You've been going easy on everyone, like you said, it's just for fun.

 

Paulie sidestepped, darting before thrusting out two ropes from his sleeves.

 

"Rope Action!" He called as the ropes went above you as you landed on the ground, glancing at it questionably before you looked at Paulie who still had a look of concentration. "Top Knot!"

 

The ropes squeezed your arms and than just as suddenly got yanked—your gaze blurring as you spun speedily. Are you hallucinating, or are there three Hattori's over your head? You didn't focus on it cause you were too busy laughing, your stomach ticklish as you stopped spinning.

 

You turned towards two bewildered Paulie's, eyes swirly with a dopey grin.

 

"Again! Do that again! Hurk—" you stopped, hand to your mouth. "Ah...maybe not again...but I can handle one more I think. Do it faster though!"

 

Paulie blinked at you dumbly.

 

"You shouldn't even be standing."

 

"(Y/N)-san seems to be having fun," Kaku pointed out in mild amusement, watching as you slight stumbled and drew closer to a confused Paulie with your hands together for him to do that move again but more power. Kaku couldn't help but release a small laugh behind a fist at your dizzy expression. "Might as well humor her, Paulie!"

 

Lucci felt his eyes go skyward in a mimicry of rolling his eyes at your childish behavior. Hattori cooing from his shoulder, wings shaking as you practically begged the rope man. You're not taking this serious in the slightest. Just like he predicted although your taunts were unexpected...despite himself, his dark eyes turned back towards you—spotting your wide grin at the rope man.

 

Tanned hands in pockets twitched.

 

"Don't make fun of me!" Paulie shouted, making you blink, your eyes clearing at his words with his ropes in both hands as his eyes were narrowed at you. "Take this seriously or you're just going to hold back the whole time?"

 

"I'm not making fun of you," you said slowly, seriously, before your eyes brightened as you pointed at his ropes. "Your ropes are pretty cool!" Paulie's eyes rounding at the compliment matched with your sincere expression, "How do you fit so much in your sleeves anyways? They seem pretty endless from what I've seen when you use them for work. And they're so long! Say," you paused, hand to your chin in mock thought. "...you have to stuff them in your pants too, right? That must be...uncomfortable."

 

Paulie flushed.

 

"Y-You're shameless!"

 

"Ah," you put a fist to your hand. "I'm right!"

 

"THAT IS NOT HOW IT WORKS!"

 

"You got caught, Paulie," Iceburg teased from his lawn chair, Paulie whipping towards the mayor—teeth sharp.

 

"WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?!"

 

"It's a beautiful day—"

 

"It's cloudy!" Paulie interrupted as you released small chuckles turning into laughter as the other foremen teased Paulie that they now know why he's so uptight, Paulie turning towards them with a red face with ticks as you felt at ease at the love of ships and creations out of nothing. ""IT DOESNT WORK LIKE THAT, YOU FOOLS! And fine," Paulie tightened the hold of his ropes as he turned back towards you as you rose a brow expectantly. "You want to get sick and lose easily for letting me do this, I won't say no!"

 

You didn't think much of his acquiesce, as you spun even faster and you're sure you're seeing kebabs going around this time as everyone laughed easily at the situation. Completely out of control from the original challenge, but Iceburg noticed something at his very comfortable lawn chair as he sipped a mimosa even as Paulie looked at you oddly as you nearly stumbled multiple times to the floor. As if you were another being entirely, but instead of complaining—Iceburg's eyes looked interested as he stared at his goggled friend's lips who were up. The mayor wonders if he even knows it—how the smoking man stares at you as if he wants to figure you out instead of pushing you away like Paulie always tends to do.

 

Iceburg has taken note that you have an interesting effect on others, whether it's with Paulie or the other foremen or even with Kalifa. All the rumors Kalifa reported to him in his office when you first came aside, he's also fairly sure not all of them could be true due to your oblivious and surprisingly shy nature despite how you like to tease and mess with Paulie.

 

Iceburg idly wonders if you enjoy how Paulie reacts and find it funny because you yourself have been a victim of endless teasing and you just happen to choose Paulie as a form of revenge.

 

Poor Paulie.

 

You probably aren't even fully aware of why Paulie gets frazzled so much when you jump on him.

 

Kaku's reactions are quite interesting too, Iceburg idly noted as he turned his observant gaze towards Kaku. The long nosed man seeming to want to hide his laughter and smile at your antics as you and Paulie seemed to continue the fight, even though Paulie told you to wait with you saying through a nauseous groan that no excuses even as you kicked another foremen instead of Paulie due to your turning vision. He was alright though, if his thumbs up under planks of wood was any indication. Kaku is different with you too, but in a way where Iceburg can't tell if the young man wants to be distant from you or get closer. He seems like he wants to, Iceburg wonders what's holding the normally honest young man back.

 

The most interesting though, Iceburg sneakily peered over towards his right a little ways away near Kaku, only for his brows to rise. The quiet ventriloquist foreman, Lucci, looked as he always did—hands in his pockets with Hattori to his shoulder and his top hat shadowing his eyes. Except, Iceburg thinks he can actually spot something in the quiet man's focused gaze towards you as you jumped or flipped and laughed around Paulie's ropes that were thrown or launched towards you(you might've been overdramatizing just how dizzy you were before) and seeming to penetrate you. If Iceburg didn't know any better...the quiet man appeared to be in between appraising you or wanting to pull you back. Strange to see you act this way, to anyone. Is there a reason you're teasing  (Y/N)?

 

Lucci teased Paulie, of course in a way one might not see as teasing. More like constantly reprimanding the gambling man or mocking him due to the blonds habits—but only when Paulie mentioned it or did an action where Lucci had an opening to attack.

 

With you...Lucci seems to not wish to listen when you constantly tell him to not call you Miss, as if you were personally insulted each time he said it. Which, Iceburg thinks, just makes him want to do it more.

 

Who knew that guy was like a childish bully when it comes to feelings.

 

At least...Iceburg thinks he has feelings. He knows Hattori does, the pigeon thanked him for sunflower seeds once. Unless Lucci was thanking him in behalf of the bird by using the bird to talk for him—but that can't be right.

 

What was he thinking again?

 

Ah yes, Iceburg stared up at the dark cloudy sky with a distracted smile as he lounges back, what a nice day.

 

Eventually, the little challenge ended up with Paulie's stomach touching the floor—you atop his back and keeping his arms tightly crossed behind him as Paulie flushed at your warm body over his as your just smirked.

 

"Got you! The Top Knots were crazy fun though!"

 

Paulie's head turned towards you, mouth looking odd and nervous as you blinked.

 

"G-get off me, crazy woman! You won!"

 

"Geez, relax." You got off him, Paulie keeping his back towards you as he rubbed his wrists of where your hands were—cigar tight in his jaw before rubbing his face and not at all thinking of how you found his ropes amazing and useful nor how you looked saying it. He's not thinking it. Crazy women shouldn't be listened to. "It's just a hold, ya know. Besides," you drew closer, putting a hand to his shoulder as Paulie tensed, looking at you with a scolding ready only to pause at your knowing glance as you said quietly, "you were holding back too. You've used knives in your ropes before. I could've handled it."

 

Paulie grunted, turning his head away.

 

"Why should I give you my all if you weren't? Hope you hold onto your side of the bargain though—the casino I know just added blackjack in their games and I know I'll be able to win."

 

"Ah," you smiled through a sweatdrop at Paulie's words, "you seem confident."

 

"Confident in his loss perhaps," both of you turned to see Lucci who drew closer as Hattori spoke, Paulie immediately scowling and lifting his jacket sleeve as he asked Lucci if he wanted to fight. But Lucci's gaze were focused on yours as your eyes met, dark eyes flashing as your blood pumped in expectation already of what he wants. A challenge! "Not you, coo~! I believe it's time for my turn, Miss (Y/N). Surely you have energy for one more, yes?"

 

This kitty and his need to fight...

 

"Pfft, whatever! You're just gonna get beat! Maybe you'll stop calling me that when you get thrown around."

 

You broke your gaze, turning away and stepping to have space for the fight as Paulie moved towards the other foremen who were leaning against stacks of logs or parts of ships. Karasu glinting in excitement by the stacks of planks as it laid again at it, eager although your have no plans on using it. Nor Kuroi ten'nosabaki.

 

It's been awhile, anyways.

 

You heard Lucci a little ways behind, your cap shadowing your face as you subconsciously smirked and tapped the tip of your boot twice with your hands to your pockets.

 

Lucci, outside of your gaze, also having his hands still in his pockets as he stared intently to your back.

 

Kaku and Kalifa glanced at each other, wary.

 

Is this a good idea?

 

"Coo, Coo~! Let's make this more interesting ," You tilted your head in attention, turning your head slightly over your shoulder as Lucci continued. "Let's change the causes of loss between us. Take away the use of your hands completely." You fully turned your head now, as Lucci nodded once to your hands in your pockets. "If you use them, for any reason—let's make it your loss."

 

"Ohhhh, interesting!"

 

"Lucci really wants to do us proud!"

 

"HAAAA!! THE PRIDE OF US FOREMEN ARE COMPLETELY ON OUR LUCCI! YES!"

 

"Tilestone, please stop crying. And yelling!"

 

Kaku glanced at Lucci questioningly. Lucci must know even with that, he won't win—you've grown exponentially since the last time they saw you. What's his angle?

 

You must notice this too, Kaku looked towards you and sweatdropped.

 

You were irked.

 

Confident, is he? You thought with slightly narrowed eyes, not noticing how his dark eyes gleamed calculably. As if that will help at all. Gotta turn that arrogant Neko down a peg.

 

"I'll do you one better," you challenged, fully turning your body towards him and than used the tip of your boot to a make small circle in the dirt of your feet and tapped the inside twice. "Not only will I not take my hands out of my pockets, for anything, I won't move from this circle. If I touch the outside of it, even a little—you'll win. Although I doubt it." You ended with a smirk.

 

Kalifa put a hand to her face, rubbing her temple momentarily.

 

You never learn.

 

Lucci's hat shadowed his eyes.

 

"Are you sure, Miss (Y/N)? Coo! These are a lot of handicaps. And you wish for me not to hold back."

 

Urk! Him and calling you Miss! And he's mocking you too!

 

You held back from showing your irritation though, only smirking at him with closed eyes instead since he's soooo going to lose no matter what he does.

 

"Positive!" You missed how the Zoan's lips twitched, pleased. "Go ahead and start anytime cause I'm—" your senses shouted at you, making you duck down quickly and feeling air above your head. You opened your eyes and your eyes rounded. "What the—where'd you take out that long saw from?! Your pants?!"

 

Lucci had a large saw that you think is meant for one person on each side to cut over his shoulder, with Hattori flying overhead with a coo. So of course, he can't talk anymore.

 

He didn't seem to want to wish to, moving the saw down on you where you had to either block with a raised leg or dodge by ducking or jumping over the blade aimed at your legs. All without taking your hands out your pockets. When you would block the saw, you would do it by sending a powerful kick at the flat of the saw by twisting your body and forcing Lucci away. You might be doing it a little harder but he can take it.

 

The lust for blood to be met.

 

You sweatdropped.

 

Gosh, he's so bloodthirsty. You can even spot in his eyes when you dodged by bending your upper half back from the saw of how his eyes shone only for your eyes to widen when a leg was about to meet your stomach.

 

I can't take that, I'm not using Haki in this fight and the momentum he has will have me go over the line!

 

Your eyes flashed as you moved to continue to move backward, doing a little hop of your legs as you did a backflip and blocked the hit as well as kick him away.

 

Lucci landing atop a stack of planks and looking at you, swiping his chin that you kicked.

 

"W-Woah! What a harsh kick!"

 

"Pah, that dick can handle it," Paulie said casually with crossed arms. "Seems that crazy woman is more on the offensive now compared to before because of the restrictions."

 

"Question is," Lulu interjected thoughtfully, fixing the hair stuck out from his mustache to come up to the top of his head. "How will she make sure Lucci stay down? She ended all the others with a hold on us but without her hands—that will prove difficult."

 

"You guys are underestimating her," everyone's eyes turned towards the relaxed Iceburg, his hands interlaced on his lap with an empty champagne cup by him. Pointedly ignoring the stacks of paper that Kalifa places on his lap to sign. "You think someone has a bounty that high for nothing? She might prove to be creative."

 

"Iceburg-san is right," Kalifa fixed her glasses, going to her clipboard and pulling up your wanted poster of you with a closed eye smile that looked threatening towards the camera. "All one needs is to look through old newspaper clippings to see a few of her feats. Takes more than luck to turn kingdoms or islands with nobles upside down in mere days."

 

"LIKE HOW SHE POWERFULLY LIFTS LOGS ON HER SHOULDER AT ONCE NO DOUBT!" Tilestone stated in admiration.

 

"That's more strength than being creative," Kaku commented with a smile and mild sweatdrop.

 

You looked down at your feet, spotting you were a few centimeters by the edge of the line.

 

That was close—he's using his momentum to his advantage compared to you since you're restricted with little movement. Your buster sword was still to your back too and you can't use your hands to adjust it if needed so you can dodge more easily.

 

You're still fine though, you just have to be careful.

 

Your senses raged once, dropping down in a position with one leg out with the other bent. You than having to jump over the saw coming for your ankles, you glancing above through the shadows of your cap to see Lucci's head above your own. His own face slightly shadowed from others but not from you due to the angle.

 

What is he planning to do? Trying to get the same attack twice? He's going to have to try harder than that—

 

Lucci opened his mouth and blew lightly on your ear.

 

Wha—

 

You made an odd noise, flushing as you lost your balance. Stumbling forward as everyone's expressions were bewildered at what happened only for their eyes to widen as your foot drew near the line.

 

That—THAT PERVERTED CAT IN HEAT!

 

Your heated face glared above you to the devilish Zoan's face, lips in a dark tilted smile, satisfied.

 

He—you're going to lose!

 

That, you can't lose to this—this!

 

Your eyes flashed, twisting for your feet to in the air. Your elbow to the ground as you encircled your legs under your perverted old partner's armpits as his eyes widened a tad.

 

As well as everyone else's.

 

"PERVERT!" Was all you shouted, before you basically suplexed him forward with your legs head first as everyone gasped or made noises of shock as dust and dirt clouded their vision from the force you did. You scowling down at Lucci as you kept your legs tight around him, you sitting on him due to the momentum gone and your hands still in your pockets. Lucci slowly lifted his head, top hat gone due to to what you did and instead a few feet away, than turned his head up towards you. Eyes unreadable and making you smirk in vengeance. "Finally down despite your challenge. I was...getting tired of throwing you around."

 

Lucci's eyes flashed at words from long ago being spit back at him and a small sound from the back of his throat akin to a growl rose. Which usually means he's irritated or annoyed, but...why does his eyes look excited?!

 

He grabbed your ankles firmly and you tensed, expecting him to not give in because why would he? He's Lucci. Only for his grip to relax as he tapped you twice.

 

You rose your brows and stared down at him oddly before getting off of him, feet still in the circle as you watched him warily. Lucci stood up, wiping away dust and dirt that got on his tank top and picking up his top hat, cleaning it as well before placing it back on his head. Hattori landing back on his shoulder with a happy coo as Lucci kept his face hidden. Everyone whooping and congratulating you and telling Lucci he did his best when it comes to fighting you as Paulie huffed that the dick seems to be the loser and that he'll win in the casino later. Kaku just watching with a mild frown at Lucci, feeling something amiss as well as with Kalifa.

 

"Coo! As I thought, your strength is commendable and you're worthy of your reputation. Your desire to win might help you achieve that high ambition of yours, (Y/N)."

 

You stared dumbly at him.

 

...

 

Did he...just compliment you?

 

Hah?!

 

And his words...he remembered your old dream but—

 

He said your name.

 

Without anything. No insult in the middle of it or anything. Anything!

 

You than squinted your eyes, disbelieving.

 

You hit his head too hard. That's it. You made the kitty delusional.

 

Lucci raised his eyes to meet your doubtful ones.

 

"Something wrong, (Y/N)?"

 

You blinked. Twice.

 

You than pointed harshly at his impassive face, mildly scowling.

 

"Don't call me that!"

 

The foremen, mayor and secretary all sweatdropped.

 

"Didn't you tell him to stop adding/calling you Miss?" They deadpanned.

 

"Do you prefer Miss than?"

 

You crossed your arms in an X and made a buzzer sound.

 

"Don't call me that either! You—" you don't really know what the problem was. Lucci saying your name was just—well, weird. Lucci observed your expression, looking lost. His lips twitched. "Just—none of them! It's—it's the bird! Yes, Hattori is making it sound weird! Birds shouldn't sound so high!" You ended with a nod as Hattori pointed his wing to his chest in a confused coo.

 

"It's...ventriloquism, (Y/N)-san." Kaku couldn't help but point out, you just shook your head repeatedly as if it would make it untrue. "He's speaking through Hattori."

 

"Weird!" Was all you said, turning your head away. Not seeing Lucci's lips curving behind his hat, appearing endlessly satisfied and amused. "Choose a better voice to use Hattori, it'll be better!"

 

Now in that, Kaku and Kalifa thought and they're sure Blueno would think the same, we can agree on.

 

It doesn't make sense! Giving up easily like that? Than again...he's appearing weaker for the mission they're on.

 

Maybe that's why he didn't want to go again...and you have to remind yourself to not treat this Lucci—on the mission—to the one you know. Of course he'll treat you different.

 

Yes. The compliment was just a front and him calling your name too.

 

It just helps him.

 

"Coo!" Hattori stated with his wings out as Lucci pocketed his hands, you turning towards the Zoan in question that was gazing at you. "I'll think about your advice, (Y/N)."

 

"Stop that!" You raged.

 

Kaku observed the two of you, assessing. Kaku thinks...he knows what makes Lucci feel threatened now, as he watched your attention not turning from the clearly pleased and amused Lucci if you watched his eyes and can read them. But Kaku feels like he's still missing something.

 

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"You suck at this!"

 

"I said I would go with you and give you my winnings, I never said I was good at it."

 

"You...urk, you might as well have given me your playing chips and I would've played myself."

 

"But than I wouldn't get to play."

 

"You don't know what you're doing!"

 

You pouted slightly.

 

"That's not nice."

 

Paulie gave a frustrated shout as he missed his blond hair atop his head as they stood in the middle of the casino, their playing chips nearly gone.

 

It was a few days after the challenge break or the "We Foremen Lost Our Honor" challenge according to Tilestone. Iceburg was just pleased nothing broke somehow during all the little challenges, especially with your luck.

 

When Kaku would continue showing you what to do when fixing the galleon, you noticed him seeming to be lost in thought. Not looking the way he did previously when he talked about his passions and felt like the clear, crisp wind towards sails. Instead feeling like a wandering ship in the bottle at sea. You wonder what's wrong and want to ask but it never felt like the right time. You hope he feels better—you don't want this Kaku to disappear. The one you knew before...a kid shouldn't look so serious.

 

Your patience was thinning with Lucci, he either switched from just calling your name or calling you Miss when he called for your attention about the galleon and you don't know what to do to make him stop. It's your name! How else would he call you?!

 

Yesterday was when you quickly pulled Paulie to a corner by Iceburg's office, Paulie's face red when you did it and angrily demanding you what's your problem through a stutter and why they're hiding back here and you shushed him by putting your hand to his mouth, almost squishing his cigar but not quite. You think his skin felt ridiculously hot but you were too busy having him keep quiet as you drew closer—the sun setting on the horizon signifying the end of the day.

 

"I'm telling you we have to go to the casino quick if you still want to, so relax. I just...wanted to do it without anyone knowing which one we're going to or when."

 

Mostly because you don't want to be followed. Despite their words, and ignoring Lucci(even that's a stretch) you doubt you'll be left truly alone with Paulie. They'll probably be scared you'll tell. Lucci just gets into hissy fits at times—but you don't care about those.

 

Paulie however, rose his brows as he pulled your hand off his mouth.

 

"Why would you want to keep it a secret? Does it matter?"

 

Yes.

 

You looked to the left and right once before saying your answer, staring intently at Paulie who grew concerned.

 

What are you going to say? Did you happen to get sucked into loan shark trouble too?

 

You opened your mouth.

 

"A cat has been attacking me constantly and can sniff me around and seems to know where I am if I go to the common routes. There's also a form of bull, not like a Yagara, that seems determined to chase me with his horns. I don't like it. And than there's this lamb that is not gentle at all and can be actually annoying if you ignore how smart it is actually and does things for reasons. And certain places the wind is strong and I might get blown away if I'm not careful. So you see, it has to be a secret." You ended intently.

 

"...because everyone knows the cat, bull, lamb, and will tell the wind?"

 

You nodded, ever serious.

 

"It's very imperative it has to be a secret."

 

Paulie stared at you as if he was confused whether to take you to the hospital or if he should actually believe your words. You looked so serious saying it, no break at all and as if the world would end if they didn't keep the casino time and location a secret.

 

Paulie eventually agreed though, seeming to ignore what just happened as his eyes sparkled at which one they go to and how much you were willing to buy in to enter. Also asking you if you knew how to play certain games, with you answering you know poker the best out of all games in casino's due to you playing with someone who owned one. Paulie looked interested at that as they talked and strolled around the city of water—you not sensing anyone so didn't think anything of it.

 

"What? Really? Where?! Maybe what I need to do to get rid of my debt is use my loan money to buy a casino myself..."

 

"That's a horrible idea," you immediately stated before you looked up at the sky, arms behind your head as you thought. "It doesn't matter anymore. He was being stupid and got locked up now. He gambles wrong."

 

Paulie blinked, staring at your contemplative expression as he puffed his cigar. You looked a little troubled if those furrowed brows are any indication.

 

You must've been close. He'll probably get out of jail, you don't seem the type to know scummy criminals.

 

Than again, you don't seem like anybody.

 

Paulie looked away, scratching the back of his neck and feeling out of depth as he walked next to this crazy shameless woman.

 

That lizard is probably on his way to Impel Down now. Or just arrived... You thought of the tortures that occur down there before releasing a small huff through your nose. Like those will do anything. I'll be surprised if his head will even fit through the entrance.

 

After they walked around a little more, Paulie stared the casino's name and suggested to pick you up from the motel you're staying at. You having to deny and say you'll meet him there instead, you being so close to Blueno's isn't helping you any to try to keep eyes off of you.

 

You actually wearing pants that you got from a Galley La merch store, this city really loves their foremen, and were work pants with a lot of pockets instead of your knee length shorts. Very convenient really. When Paulie arrived, you noticed him wearing a leather jacket instead of his jean one, as well as wearing black dress pants although he still had a yellow shirt underneath. Weird style.

 

You really have no room to talk, the narrator pointed out.

 

You still have your swords on you as the both of you walked in and got the chips. Paulie playing blackjack and losing or winning, but when he won—he got cocky and kept playing thinking he'll get more.

 

You stared at him flatly as he did it once more, losing all his chips except for one possibly buy in.

 

You think you see his problem.

 

He loses and gets arrogant easily when he does win.

 

Of course, his hope of getting money from you slowly depleted from his sparkling eyes as he watched you play next to him. It looked sort of sad actually, his eyes are completely dark now as he holds his head in between his hands with his blond hair up and his jaw tight on his cigar.

 

You couldn't help but think he sort of looks how Shanks acts when the red hair panics, rare as it may be.

 

"I thought you said you knew how to play...! You're making plays that don't make sense."

 

"I'm too busy trying to think instead of just playing cause you keep making comments at the table." You made a show of looking around, eyes wandering to the waiters with drinks and security and dealers at tables. "I'm actually surprised we haven't been kicked out yet...you were pretty loud when you were winning."

 

"That doesn't—" Paulie took a breath, stressed beyond belief. The amount he has to owe now if he loses all this money...he probably won't be able to walk peacefully in the streets for awhile. He lowered his hands and made a chopping motion at his open palm as you blinked at him. "Look. You're supposed to think when playing the games. People win by calculating the probability of what other cards others may have or other tricks in gambling. There's even ways to win in roulette! Consecutively!"

 

You frowned, in thought.

 

"I feel like that may just have to do with following your gut than thinking. I think you'd win more if you played more with the idea of having fun and following what your gut says."

 

Paulie scoffed, looking away as he took a puff from his cheap cigar.

 

"If only it was that easy. You have to plan—that's the only way you can win."

 

You stared at Paulie's face for a few moments, him glancing at your look and raising a brow as he asked what.

 

"You're playing wrong," you said, staring intently at Paulie to make sure he understands. "Like him." Your friend in jail? "Plans don't always work—or they always change. You have to enjoy what you're doing. Have fun. Or you're missing the point."

 

Paulie's brows furrowed as he met your eyes.

 

He feels as if...you're speaking more than about games.

 

"...we play to win. That's what the games purposes are for. The rewards."

 

"If you want high rewards, than you have to put the work in. Or in other cases," you pointed down, Paulie turning to where your finger was and brows rising. Slot machines? "You have to take a chance. It's more enjoyable that way too, actually."

 

"A chance? Slot machines are the worst to play, it's basically rigged for you to lose."

 

You stared pointedly at his pockets, where you know he only had enough chips for one more game.

 

"Chances may be all you got. Besides," you grinned, wide and it looked sharp as a Paulie stared with round eyes. "it's more enjoyable when everything is against you and you win anyways! Now that's fun!" You than let out a laugh, shoulders shaking as you had your arms behind your head, your marine cap not hiding your laughter as Kuroi ten'nosabaki gleamed along with Karasu in synchrony while Paulie just watched, mouth parting and cigar almost lolling out his mouth. "Shows everybody and anybody who's boss than. Also, all the money going everywhere is pretty nice to look at."

 

You... Paulie thought, swallowing before glancing away with cheeks slightly red. Really are crazy...

 

Despite your last sentence, it feels like you were talking way more than about games and gambling. Paulie wonders how many chances you've taken yourself.

 

Is this how you're here even now?

 

Because of a chance?

 

You recovered from your laughter, turning back towards the slot machines in thought as you looked at each one before a hand with chips came to your vision.

 

You turned towards Paulie, who was looking down and to the side as he had his hand out towards you.

 

"I got nothing else to lose anyways. Let's try out this chance of yours."

 

You smiled briefly before smirking, putting an arm around Paulie and ignoring the man's blush and more stutters than normal shouts as you turned him to the slot machines. You glancing around before you heard one different from the others. Sitting him down in front and saying that this was it. Paulie looked at the chips, than sighed pathetically.

 

Goodbye money. Hello more loan sharks.

 

He put the chips inside the machine, than pulled the lever once you told him now by his ear. Watching the cherries and melons pass by and oh, one seven. If he gets another one, he can play again one more time and—oh, good another one. Well, he doubts the next game will help him at all really—

 

"Get ready," you said, excited and basically trembling from energy behind his head and hands on his shoulders. "The most nerve wracking part of games is where you feel the world at your fingers and you might actually reach. The best sort of games though I think—" a buzzing sound popped at his ears and confetti fell atop them both as Paulie felt frozen in shock as you just laughed at his face as you leaned to see it as workers came to the two of you to help with all the Beli's coming out. "—Pft! Look at your face! What kind of friend would I be to not make sure you win? Games are fun like that, ya know!"

 

You, Paulie thought once more distantly as you moved to help the workers and joking to them you think he turned to a statue for someone who seems desperate for money at any cost. Really are crazy.

 

After the workers organized all the Beli's for you in cash form in a brief case that Paulie was carrying, they all did a half bow towards the two of as you were smiling proudly with your arms behind your head casually. Paulie seeming to stare down at the staircase as if he discovered the secret to the heavens and at a loss of what to do.

 

"Congratulations!" One of them said, all of them raising their heads as they smiled politely. "Good to see you win something Paulie! And with such a nice date too!" You and Paulie's eyes rounded. "You should bring your girlfriend over more if you win like that. Well...not too much. We need to make money too."

 

Date?! Both you and Paulie thought in tandem, cheeks slightly flushed at the words.

 

"Er, ah—we're not on a date," you corrected, stumbling over your words. "Or dating."

 

"It was just a deal." Paulie added while his eyes shifted to the side and sneakily towards you without noticing. His cheeks darkened a tad more. "W-we just happened to choose this casino."

 

The workers brows rose.

 

"Oh, my mistake."

 

The both of you soon left after that, the both of you walking throughout the Water City without the need of Yagara Bulls. The water in the canals next to them under the night sky gleaming and glistening mirroring the stars above. The crowd and people chattering in the cafes and shops they passed by in awkward silence as the both of you thought of the workers words.

 

Date? That's not a date.

 

Why do people always think you're on dates?

 

You're just hanging out. Playing a game. Walking around and talking about this or that. Doing a favor. Eating food. Laying down on a beach shore with waves lapping at your bare feet.

 

Nothing else.

 

As the both of you continued to keep silent, you let out a sudden breath in frustration. Paulie glancing down at you as you did so, watching as you kept your eyes to the side of the buildings—him on the side of the canals.

 

"Those people are weirdos right? Thinking we're in a date and all."

 

"Y-yeah," was all Paulie said as he watched you. He thinks you're...embarrassed. He's never seen you embarrassed before—you always being the one to do it to him with an innocent confidence when he would flush and yell at you to stop or let go. Your face... it looked cute. Paulie coughed, almost choking in his spit and making you glance at him as he turned his face away. He cleared his throat. "Don't mind them! People in this city are really friendly, I think you've noticed. There's people around here that'll compliment any new face they see."

 

Paulie thought of the foremen that would compliment you constantly in the shipyard, whether it was for your amateur work of fixing the ship or your strength that has been greatly helpful for them. Cheering or whooping easily towards you as you would just smirk or smile or say it's no big deal.

 

Paulie frowned, looking down at the ground as they walked and turned down a corner, away from the Main Street and people.

 

You kept on going, not sensing Paulie's off energy. Too busy trying to wrap your mind about this.

 

"I mean, it's not like ya know—a date. Cause dates always end a certain w-way...and we're definitely not."

 

Paulie felt like time stopped as he turned back towards your flustered expression as you stared at him.

 

"A..." he swallowed, heart thundering in his chest and his goggles feeling a skewed on his head. "A certain way?"

 

"I'm not explaining! You know what it means! At least," you squinted your eyes at him, assessing. "I think you do? You're a prude so you may not know actually."

 

Paulie stopped, you stopping with him in confusion. Paulie looked a little tense, his face looking tight and serious. Cigar looking as if it's on its last leg.

 

"I'm not a prude. How many times do I have to tell you that...?! And surely going on a date with a crazy woman like you will send me to an early grave."

 

You scoffed, crossing your arms as they stood in between buildings with your back facing a wall.

 

"Like you've been on a date before. You talking about this and dodging the question isn't helping your case at all. You get into a fit at the slightest touch or skin from me and you think that you could—"

 

A rope tightens.

 

A hand met the wall behind your head, you pausing as your eyes widened.

 

Paulie, with his blond slicked back hair and scruffy goatee and eyes in an odd glint, leaned his head over yours with cigar gone, speaking lowly.

 

"I'm no prude. Nor am I a virgin like you're implying since you keep calling me that." Paulie's face was really close, you felt the heat radiating off of him. You noticed his cheeks were slightly tinted red as he kept going while your heart thumped against your rib cage. "You're shameless and I'm trying to warn you to not just do what you do with me so easily but you're not getting it. Do you...do y-you really want me to say how dates end, (Y/N)?"

 

Paulie leaned his head closer and you felt his goggles touch the brim of your cap as you flushed. Paulie noting it with internal satisfaction and wonder. A few beats passed.

 

"A-ah...w-w-well, it obviously ends in a k-kiss," Paulie blanked as you went on, arms tight on your chest as you looked away. "Which w-we aren't going to do cause kisses are for l-love and only t-that so hope you're not getting ideas!" You turned back with a glare only to raise a brow at Paulie's poker face.

 

...

 

"You—," Paulie stopped and started again, incredulous. "You were talking about a kiss?"

 

You furrowed your brows.

 

"What else would I be talking about?"

 

A few beats of silence passed as Paulie felt heat move and spread from his cheeks to his neck.

 

Your mind clicked as you flushed.

 

"W-WHAT?! NO!"

 

Paulie lowered his head, at a loss.

 

"How did—why didn't you just say kiss?!"

 

"C-cause!"

 

Paulie rose his head, teeth sharp.

 

"Cause what?!"

 

"YOURE STUPID!"

 

"WHAT?!" Paulie backed up, lowering his hand from the wall and just smacking his face harshly. What kind of weird torture is this? Having to explain. "HOW ARE YOU ALIVE AT THIS POINT?!"

 

"Well, it's cause I'm STRONG! Duh!" You retorted innocently, childishly and cheeks still flushed as Paulie could only stare. "I have to get stronger of course though but you get the point—what's up with that face?!"

 

Paulie felt his troubled expression but he didn't care. The fact you thought it was a kiss showed Paulie your true nature despite your confidence towards him. What if he was a different type of man?

 

How did a crazy woman like you manage to be so innocent?!

 

Paulie covered his flushed face, looking away in between his fingers.

 

And cute.

 

But this is concerning! People could take advantage!

 

How many more guys do you just throw yourself at and not realize the possible effects?!

 

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At once, and in different parts of the world whether in a castle, island, sea or building, different men sneezed.

 

And found different reasons as to why.

 

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More days passed, and the galleon is nearly done—signifying how close you are to leaving. Days of having to deal with the others, Kaku is fine, when all the foremen including Iceburg and Kalifa would be in Blueno's bar.

 

Of course, you witnessed firsthand Paulie's severe problem—addiction you corrected, when the very next day for lunch he bought everyone within the bar food and unlimited drinks.

 

"You're going to always have loan sharks if you do this," you deadpanned at the blond who was drinking quite heartily at the bar. Blueno just serving everyone with that plastered bartender smile as you sat atop an empty table. "I think you need therapy."

 

It seems him winning all that money finally passed the shock and denial phase to sickening acceptance in a span of a few hours after he escorted you back to your motel due to his stubbornness of not leaving you alone for some reason.

 

"People are dangerous," he stressed, a new cigar lit in his mouth due to him throwing the other abused one. You looked at him oddly.

 

"Not you," you replied.

 

Paulie made a funny face at that. It reminded you of how Smoker could make a similar one with his scowling features.

 

Lucci was sitting at the table next to you, but with a chair obviously. Him and his weird view of manners, you'd laugh at how ridiculous it is coming from him but you've just grown to feel a mix of irritated exasperation and acceptance. Lucci took a sip from the beer Paulie bought, face apathetic as Hattori cooed.

 

"(Y/N) has a point, oaf. One day those men will catch you when you're off guard and handle you accordingly due to how casual you are about your massive debt."

 

Your face soured at him saying your name as Kaku spoke up with a calming chuckle next to Lucci, his own drink at the table.

 

"No need for the harshness, Lucci! Although," Kaku turned his eyes towards the drinking-pointedly-trying-to-ignore-them blond. "You should be wise about your actions, however, Paulie. You put some money aside at least for your savings...right?"

 

"Shut up!" Paulie said through a slur, clearly already getting close to done as you watched in disbelief. "I get to decide what to do with my money and if I want to buy everyone drinks and food than I will! Any more ungratefulness will get tied up and kicked out by me!"

 

"Ah," Kaku's smile waned in realization. "So that's a no."

 

Kalifa, sitting gracefully at the bar counter with her clipboard, fixed her glasses.

 

"That would be sexual harassment."

 

"I/HE WASNT TALKING ABOUT YOU!" You and Paulie shouted in sync.

 

"If it makes you feel any better," Iceburg said, swirling his shot of whiskey in hand as he sat next to Kalifa. You wonder if Lucci glancing at the mayor's hand at the action was out of longing. "I am grateful for your giving nature, Paulie."

 

"Thank you!" Paulie said as he took a gulp of his mug.

 

You sweatdropped.

 

"Aren't you a mayor and can afford your own?"

 

"ICEBURG-SAN HAS BIG PLANS!" Tilestone defended. His mug looking impossibly tiny between his hands, it was as if it was for a doll more than a man. "LOOK WHAT HE'S ALREADY DONE IN FIVE YEARS!"

 

Lulu nodded, fixing his messy spike on the top of his head only to come out on the side.

 

"Men of power should save. Or greed will overtake."

 

The foremen all nodded solemnly, seriously. As if no one has heard wiser words of wisdom.

 

You watched as Iceburg finished his shot, and asking for another as Blueno easily obliged. The mayor of Water 7 not finding it important enough that maybe he shouldn't be drinking so heavily so early in the day when he still has work.

 

You stared at him flatly.

 

"You're just saving for a vacation aren't you?"

 

Iceburg only smiled as he took another sip of his whiskey.

 

"Every mayor needs a nice area to relax quietly and not worry for work for once."

 

"You do that every day."

 

"Do I?"

 

At that, you couldn't help but laugh. Iceburg sure was a character, you certainly don't blame him for not wanting to do paperwork. He's just very different from other island leaders you've met due to that. Eventually the tale of how Paulie won the money came and you mentioned they did the deal yesterday and you just helped him out a bit.

 

You and Paulie took a sip out of your drinks, you water and his beer, respectively.

 

Iceburg glanced at Paulie with a rose brow as you felt Lucci's daggers for eyes on you, Kaku glancing between you and the blond.

 

"I didn't know you two planned a date," Iceburg said easily.

 

You and Paulie, respectively, spat out your drinks as the both of you choked. Lucci's brow twitching in disgust as some landed on him with Hattori merely shaking his feathers. Kaku hid an amused smile behind his fist while Kalifa and Blueno shared a secret glance.

 

Both of you faced Iceburg, close to his face and heated cheek to flushed cheek as you both leaned in.

 

"IT WASN'T A DATE!"

 

"What a strong reaction," Iceburg mused, and sounding like he finds this funny. Paulie glared at his friend and superior in betrayal. "Did something happen?"

 

If possible, both of your faces turned more heated in front of Iceburg. He's sure if he put his hands out in front of their faces, the affect would be similar to being close to a fire or furnace.

 

Lucci's hand on his mug was tight as he glanced between the flustered foreman to the oblivious scum, analyzing before relaxing his grip and scoffing in his mind. As if that oaf would do anything. And you just get embarrassed easily.

 

Kaku watched and sensed as the aura around Lucci receded, curious. The leopard Zoan isn't threatened again. Despite what happened and you and Paulie stuttering are the other foremen's teasing before you finally said dates are only dates after a kiss. Ah, Kaku thought, slight heat in his cheeks from your loud proclamation as Paulie palmed his face as the foremen teased Paulie fully now. The blond threatening to cut off their refills with them quickly straightening and shutting up after that. Is that why? But that doesn't explain how he looked when (Y/N) fought Paulie. What exactly makes you angry, Lucci?

 

Kaku doesn't know why he's so curious, maybe due to how his chest warms or beats at the grins or smiles you would give him as he's explaining a ship parts mechanism. Or when you're close and put an arm around him despite how he's trying to put distance—it seems you're pointedly ignoring the line he doesn't want to cross.

 

All Kaku knows is this, Lucci should actually talk and be clear with you before someone takes you away.

 

And Kaku, he feels like he's close to doing just that. Despite how you seem to be unaffected and treat him like a kid.

 

But...how?

 

He didn't think much on it, only for you to wish to go with him to assess a ship. Eager to jump and fly with the Mountain Wind.

 

"It seems like a fun ride!" Was all you said with an eager grin that looked more like a smirk from how pointed it looked and Kaku didn't think it was a problem.

 

You and him dashing and leaping off the edge of the shipyard, wind under their clothes and tickling their cheeks as you kept laughing and Kaku couldn't help but join you as they free fell. Kaku's brows furrowing slightly when you would at times get too close to the ground, worried about you landing in a splat, only for you to use Geppo the very last second.

 

You noticed when they landed to where the customer's ship was, you teasing Kaku with a smirk.

 

"Don't look so scared, Kaku! I just like really enjoy free falling to the last second. You get more out of it that way." You moved and tapped with the back of your knuckles twice against Kaku's forehead as he blinked. "And ya gotta relax in that area. Already speak old, don't gotta look too old too so early."

 

Kaku couldn't help but release a chuckle, scratching his nose when you lowered your hand.

 

"Hai, hai, (Y/N)-san."

 

"You and the '-san'—"

 

"Who are you?!" You heard a sword being drawn, the both of you turning towards the ship to see the pirates pointing their weapons at the two of you. "Scram! We won't hesitate to attack if you get any closer."

 

"Yeah! We're pirates so don't underestimate us!"

 

You leaned towards Kaku, whispering.

 

"The Captain was the one that went ahead to the dock, right?"

 

Kaku nodded, taking a step and saying he was sent by Galley La to assess the ship only for a shot to ring out.

 

You and Kaku's shadowed eyes under their caps stared at the new hole in the ground.

 

"Yeah right! Our captain just left not that long ago to the docks!"

 

"Get lost before we aim somewhere where you won't move again!"

 

"Yeah, do you think we're idiots?"

 

"At this rate," you spoke up, shrugging a shoulder. "Yeah."

 

Their faces got an interesting shade of red as well as looking constipated as Kaku called your name in reprimand. You raising a brow.

 

"What? They are." Karasu sang as you took him out, thirsty as you deflected a bullet as your face formed into a scary thing with lips curved. The pirate who shot felt the air shift as he paled. Kaku had his chisels out in each hand, also blocked a shot with shadowed eyes under his Galley La cap. "Hah? You guys are gonna regret it now. So much for fixing your ship. Should've stuck with fixing those faces of yours first before coming here."

 

"Y-you—you bitch! You—!" Whatever he was going to say, it got stopped with a chisel to his face. The pirate knocked out as the others exclaimed wildly and turning their angry gazes to Kaku now, who already had another chisel in hand calmly with one lone eye staring evenly.

 

"One should be careful how you speak. (Y/N)—san shouldn't be referred to as such. Your three inched tongue will now create a six foot deep grave."

 

Woah, you don't think you've seen an irritated Kaku before. That's new!

 

The pirates stood still before attacking and you and Kaku quickly finished them off—Karasu deadly and thrumming in your hands as if in irritation too. They soon had a pile of unconscious bodies atop one another on the ship.

 

You sheathed Karasu, wiping your hands as you turned towards the frowning Kaku. Wonder what he's thinking about?

 

"You know," Kaku glanced at you as you approached him with your arms behind your back as you grinned, teasing. "I think the proverb you meant ends with 'it can kill a man six feet high' instead of six feet down."

 

Kaku knitted his brows, than looked down.

 

"I felt like I remembered it wrong."

 

"Pfft! Who cares? If makes more sense to me anyways. Where's the man going to go six feet high? Flying?" Kaku cracked a smile at that and you happily pointed it out, leaning towards him as he blinked and leaned back. "There we go! Always so serious, stick with how you smile while you're here, Kaku."

 

Kaku didn't seem to know how to respond, instead turning back to the bodies and saying they should head back to tell the others what happened. Only for your arm to go around his shoulder, you tugging his head down due to the action because of your shorter stature compared to him.

 

"Oh come on!" You smiled, wide and bright as Kaku looked at your face close to his. "They can wait! Let's keep diving around and relax a bit! We'll tell them when we come back."

 

"But...the others—"

 

"I'm starting to think if you're the older one," Kaku blinked, eyes brightening at your words. Weird. "You definitely act like it. But come on, let's have some fun! I know you like it, Mountain Wind." You jostled him a bit at the last words, as if it would help him to say yes.

 

He still looked unsure and your smile wavered.

 

"Come on, it's been awhile—"

 

"Okay."

 

Your eyes rounded, seeing Kaku doing a small smile as he stared at you only for his eyes to widen when you did a close eyed smile. Shaking him violently as you did so with a laugh, than just as quickly grabbed his hand. Kaku's round eyes, if possible, rounded more.

 

"Let's go! To the top of the island than! Where all the water comes out!"

 

You were referring to the center where it mimicked a water fountain in how it spouted water. You giving a quick tug to Kaku before letting go and quickly telling him for them to leave. Kaku clenched the hand you grabbed, looking down at it before quickly following after you.

 

You jumping and dashing from building to building, whether with the use of Geppo or just running atop roofs momentarily only to leap down made your blood sing and stomach ticklish as you laughed.

 

Working hands creating a house at sea.

 

And you feel like Kaku is enjoying it too.

 

As the both of you jumped and leaped, you spotted a green painted house—familiar.

 

You have to stop by when you can. Alone and away.

 

You have to thank.

 

Eventually, the two of you did reach the top—the highest point of the city and the both of you sat next to one another. Your legs over the edge of the ledge and swinging as you leaned back with your hands, content.

 

Kaku looked the same, staring down below at the city with elbows against his knees.

 

"You know," You glanced at the relaxed Kaku as he stared down at the city he's lived for the past five years. "My dream was to build ships one day. The idea of creating something out of just some wood yet be a force where it can't be laughed at...it intrigued me. Or no, that's not quite right." Kaku stopped, chuckling as his gaze moved towards where the shipyards could faintly be seen. You didn't take your eyes away from Kaku's face, fixated at his faraway smile. "I just loved it. How different each one could be, from the masts to the figureheads down to the very heart of the ship—the keel. I loved it and wanted to make ships ever since I was a kid."

 

"...you had a model ship collection," Kaku blinked, glancing at your face that had a smile that was distant, recalling as you glanced away. "I remember I wanted you to show it to me one day."

 

"You never did tell me how you knew," Kaku pointed out, at ease. You either always made him relaxed or confused due to what you would do all those years ago. Even now.

 

Especially now.

 

Your smile lifted a tad more.

 

"I was collecting you for a mission. Went in your room to see you weren't there only to see you hide in the corner a bunch of ship in the bottles. Not quite under your bed either," you teased lightly.

 

Kaku flushed, embarrassed as he scratched his nose and looked to the side.

 

"Ahhh...I must have been in a rush."

 

It was silent for a few moments, the wind crisp as it moved through the both of you due to the high altitude. A comfortable silence too. It made you nostalgic.

 

Some of the most interesting clear memories you have is when you, for once, were silent. And those who you could be quiet with.

 

It took a lot to reach to this point.

 

You let the silence linger a little longer, before peering up at Kaku's calm expression.

 

"This must be your favorite mission." Kaku stilled, smile fading as his eyes darted towards you and you quickly went on. "Hey, it's okay. You're lucky you know."

 

Kaku rose a brow at you, doubtful.

 

"How so?"

 

You smiled softly, almost enviously as you turned away. Kaku felt his mouth dry as he stared.

 

"You have your dream now. You're living it. I still have to do mine."

 

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As Kaku stared, tongue feeling thick and his heart skipping a beat, he feels like he knows what to do.

 

They eventually going back and telling everyone what happened with you attacking the now yelling Paulie when he asked you if you were alright and you laughing as you let him go as he turned away with a flush. Kaku caught Lucci's questioning glance. His eyes hardening as Lucci's brow rose, before seeming to lightly scoff and turn away—in dismissal.

 

Kaku thought of the day Lucci boldly and mercilessly laid his claim over you—how the leopard Zoan would be the only one to take you in or fight you and no one else.

 

Kaku feels as if Lucci should've said more, but Kaku is aware that it was never the dark man's style.

 

Too bad than, cause you don't seem to see Kaku as a mere kid anymore. So maybe...just maybe, even after this mission...he can take a chance. Even if he's an assassin.

 

His chest twisted in doubt—the fight of his true personality and assassin persona within.

 

But it's just...

 

You're just too...everything.

 

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At a makeshift base a little ways off the shores of Rocky Island, it stood quietly. With no hustle and bustle, no sudden dance parties or any use of confetti bombs needed.

 

No. Because it's tea time which means quiet time, the residents inside have to save money and avoid the shipyards at all costs. Because that's the smart thing to do.

 

The noise of tea being noisily slurped rang inside. The teacup was set down, and than the table was flipped over out of impatience. Clattering as others turned to see their aniki dining the self proclaimed tea time. That Aniki set of course. 

 

"I'm getting antsy, YOW!"

 

"Franky—nii, you said we can't! I think they're almost done so that pirate will soon leave!"

 

"Y-Yeah! We can't have a repeat! It's crazy...!"

 

A Franky Family member shuddered in remembrance along with four others.

 

"The fact she could attack us in her sleep! And almost killing us too!"

 

"I don't think she even noticed she got attacked..."

 

"That first day when she arrived, we should've double checked the wanted posters I tell you! We could've actually gotten killed for trying to tear apart her raft for parts!"

 

"It just looked so nice...it reminded us of the kind of work you do, aniki!"

 

"Who cares?!" Aniki—or in other words, Franky shouted, utterly bored out of his mind. He needs this Silver Blood out of there so he can do his monthly Franky SUPER Dance to the many fans within Water 7. "I just want to finally have a party again and gather up the money we need to finally get the superrrrrr Adam Wood!"

 

"We use the money for the parties, Aniki!"

 

"Yeah, that's why we haven't gotten it yet."

 

Franky lowered his sunglasses on his nose.

 

"But than we wouldn't have the booze and food for the parties!"

 

A beat passed.

 

"That's true!"

 

"Aniki always knows what's best!"

 

"I really want some beer now though, Blueno's has the best."

 

Franky turned away, grin falling as he thought.

 

He really hopes that Silver Blood leaves soon, they've been having to tread carefully due to the rumors you have. Didn't help you got close to those foremen and Bakaberg, you might snap.

 

Although...he does it find it super weird his brothers mentioned your apparently small raft appeared like his work. But that can't be right. He never built a raft. Only fixed one up, and it wasn't for you.

 

He wonders how that woman is doing, hopefully not crashing into a wave somehow with the tracks right there.

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Edited 07/23/21

 

This entire chapter is original although I did add elements from Farewell Party which I shall edit now IMMEDIATELY to fix the discrepancies.

 

Added Paulie and Kaku scenes—because they're cute and I love them. 💗

 

And felt the need to show more how exactly one can fall for one Silver Blood (Y/N).

 

Still not done with the Water 7 Arc, I'll keep on editing as I go! My brain is just going completely wild! Hope you guys enjoy!

 

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**FANART CORNER**

Notes:

**Kuroi ten'nosabaki🗡🎇 💀(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black sword with a sheen of silver buster sword that's carrie son your back. Think of it like Cloud's sword from Final Fantasy or Zabuza's sword from Naruto.

 

(Your sword is a mix of Cloud's and Zabuza's, there is no hole in your sword, but there IS a half moon cut in it. But the half moon cut near the top of the sword.)

 

**Karasu(Raven): your noticeably smaller and total black sword that is on your hip. You can imagine whatever sword you want, but perhaps the Chokuto sword will fit. Like Sasuke's sword from Naruto Shippuden.

 

**Tekkai: Iron Body. Defense technique taught by the marines where your body turns hard like iron.

 

**Soryu: Shave. Where you can move in an instant flash in a burst of high speed. Taught and learned normally by marines.

 

**Geppo: Moon Walk. A move where it appears you're jumping in midair, when it's just the strength of your legs moving quickly and touching the ground that keeps you upright. You often used this when you're on your small boat so you can go faster on sea. Taught and learned normally by marines.

Chapter 12: Farewell Party

Summary:

Sometimes, to follow your dreams, you gotta leave friends behind.

Notes:

A/N: 12/28/21 Currently Editing Chapters So Expect Sudden Writing Style Changes As You Read

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Apparently some pirates don't learn, but you didn't have to lend a hand in beatings like what you did with Kaku. The Galley La men you learned were capable with the strength they had. Tilestone would make sure no one would forget it either.

 

The days would blur with everyone, you still feeling odd when Lucci called your name and you still jumping Paulie at times. No matter what he did that night, his reactions are still funny and the same. Maybe even funnier because sometimes he would grab your shoulders and push you back, yelling at you to stop doing this and you can't be this shameless with anyone.

 

You don't know why everybody keeps saying that...not the shameless part. That's new.

 

Kaku seeming to go back to how he was before, less distant and drawing you closer if needed when he had to point something out to you for the ship. He even dropped the -san! Which made you happy, you really don't like having -san at the end of your name. Too distant and formal.

 

Of course you would call out Iceburg when needed, being met with a kick to the face you would dodge or block by Kalifa as you just smirked as you said she had to be quicker than that with Kalifa just huffing and turning away. While saying such a joke is sexual harassment. Making your brows knit together as the foremen froze then broke into surprised laughter as you stated slowly you didn't make a joke. Almost in sync, Kaku, Paulie, and Lucci stated for you to not worry about it.

 

The fact that Lucci said it just made you even more curious.

 

You still looked at his beer oddly when they went to Blueno's. It's just...too weird.

 

You felt him doing the same to you whenever you would share a story to the others.

 

"You...rode a Sea King?"

 

"Well," you leaned a hand to your cheek, eyes gleaming. "Basically. I more like hitched a ride. Managed to tie a rope to one of its horns or fin things and just rode like a breeze."

 

"Really?" Paulie looked at you, doubtful.

 

"...not exactly a breeze but close enough." You released a laugh than, short. "Not close enough either. It threw me off hard and I basically made a dent to this island's pier. Having a bunch of people over me wondering how I basically just teleported."

 

"Coo! You sound like you were close to death. Not many could land unscathed." Lucci stared at you, assessing. Must be concerned since you said only he can take your life or whatever he decides.

 

You waved a hand dismissively.

 

"That's not the closest I've been to dying at all."

 

"That's not something to be proud of, (Y/N)." Kaku said, smile faltering.

 

"Not exactly proud, but hey. The seas are dangerous. I just have to make sure I catch up to that level. Anyways, there was this other time when there were red bananas that tasted like vanilla—"

 

The World Government would come by, you having to hide as the agents they sent to Iceburg to talk about whatever they need from making you bored until they left.

 

You think one of the funniest things though, was when you were walking towards the shipyard to be ready for the day. Only to hear a racket coming from the high bridge above you, noting that Paulie was being chased by loan sharks.

 

If he saved that money he won, he wouldn't be in this mess.

 

Nonetheless, when you spotted them surround Paulie on both sides of the bridge. You decided to help out.

 

Of course, as anyone would. By using Soryu to suddenly appear, making Paulie squawk in shock—only to choke as you grabbed his shirt and using Geppo to get out of there.

 

The loan sharks staring dumbly as you practically flew away with their quarry.

 

"L-let go of me—fgh!" You looked down to your hands to see Paulie nearly choke on his cigar by swallowing it. You adjusted your hold, carrying him now in both your arms as you smirked down at him as Paulie froze.

 

"Is this better?" You ask the man, who is in a bridal carry. And staring up at you as your (e/c) hair whipped about your face due to the wind. As if he was a damsel and you were the confident hero.

 

"NO! ITS NOT! S—STOP LAUGHING!" Paulie stuttered and keeping his hands to himself, crossed even though you said it's best if he holds you or else he'll fall. " I rather die than let the others see me like this!"

 

"Oh, come on. I won't drop you in front of everybody. Just trust me and hold on to me, yeah?"

 

He eventually did, while muttering and cursing something about you being shameless and what he's doing.

 

You don't mention the bridal carry event. Paulie seems to jump when someone asks him to carry something after that though. As if they knew.

 

It has been three weeks since you got here, and you were due to leave tomorrow. The ship you broke has already been fixed, more quickly then before thanks to your strength. You even helped a little more just for the heck of it, you grew to love the people here after all. Now though, you just wanted to get out. But...

 

You'll miss them. And you guessed the Galley-La Company would miss you too, because they all had a party for you for you leaving and paying off your debt. Everyone was laughing, it was held in Blueno's Bar(sadly, but you didn't really mind).

 

Iceburg came up towards you, you sitting at the bar counter as he gave his thanks.

 

"Thank you, Silver Blood (Y/N). You were truly a great help. You even caused the troublesome ship dismantler's to back off."

 

A question mark appeared over your head at his last statement, but you nonetheless nodded with a smile and said that you just wanted to help them any way you could. He patted your shoulder in thanks, and you watched him walk away to another part of the bar by Kalifa, you watching silently as your stomach slightly churned at what your mind was thinking. Paulie then came towards you, with him rubbing the back of his neck as he approached and sat by you in the bar counter taking the seat to the left.

 

"Hey Paulie." You greeted with a smile.

 

Paulie nodded and gave his own greeting, giving a small smile of his own.

 

"You know, it'll be odd without you around. Everyone seems to have grown a liking to you. You sure you don't want to stay until after Aqua Laguna?"

 

You glanced around at the bar, seeing smiling faces and laughter echoing throughout the bar as Bleuno served people left and right. Tilestone looked like he was holding back manly tears as Lulu patted his large back in sympathy.

 

You looked back at him and said you would miss them too, but you're a pirate.

 

"I'll be fine. The storm doesn't look too close yet. The sea beckons me back, and as a pirate, I gotta heed it ya know? Pirates...are the freest." You said with a laugh, similar to the one who told you that did except you didn't have red hair, looking towards him only to see a melancholy Paulie.

 

Paulie looked at his glass of beer in his hand, as he gave out a small  "Yeah." It was silent for a moment until you put a hand on his shoulder, immediately making him look up at you and your gentle smile.

 

"I'll try to visit. I'm not leaving forever you know." You said, slightly shoving his shoulder as you put your hand back down. Paulie smiled and said "Alright". He quickly glanced down and saw your 'exposed legs' and immediately went to his rant again.

 

"Put some normal pants on woman!" He yelled,  you just shoved him hard as you said that he's the only one thinking that. You felt another presence on your right, seeing it was a grinning Kaku.

 

"Quite a party huh, (Y/N)? You enjoying it?" The long nosed man asked as you smiled, swirling your drink in your hand.

 

"Yeah, it's been fun. Gonna miss everyone though. You guys have been hilarious."

 

"Hey! Don't ignore me woman!" You rolled your eyes as Paulie drifted his gaze to Kaku.

 

"Oi, Kaku, isn't what (Y/N)'s wearing revealing?" Kaku gave you a once over and was about to reply as you glanced at Paulie, giving him a deadpan.

 

Really? Like Kaku is going to say—

 

"No. It isn't revealing enough." The man said with a teasing grin, laughing.

 

Both Paulie and you looked at him with wide eyes.

 

Did...did Kaku just flirt with you?

 

You slightly blushed at how he said it so easily with a grin and a laugh, and you weren't used to such treatment as well.

 

Well, treatment that doesn't involve being trapped by a large body trying to keep you still.

 

"Pervert!"  Paulie yelled in your ear, basically making your ears ring by how loud he said it while Kaku just laughed.

 

"From how you blush from so little skin, aren't you the pervert?" Paulie grew red at that, and it made (Y/N) laugh along with Kaku.

 

"What?" You began with a hand to your chest,"I never realized Paulie. I always thought that you were just a prude. Seems I was wrong." You than paused, finger to your chin in thought. Looking back at when they went out to the casino, you slightly flushing. "Although...I...I guess that explains something." His face darkened once again, looking like a tomato.

 

"I-I-I'm no prude you assholes!" Paulie stopped, seeming to catch your last sentence as he turned back towards you. "Wh—WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?!"

 

Both you and Kaku laughed out loud. Kaku commented that weren't you going to drink, you replying that you can't drink alcohol. It would be a bad idea, and you asked for water but you got sake instead.

 

"Do you want it?"Kaku shook his head no and when you offered to give it to Paulie, a tan arm came from behind and grabbed your glass. Revealing Lucci, who drank the sake gently with his dark eyes on yours. When he finished his sip, he glanced at Kaku, who immediately offered his seat with a smile and moved over one. Allowing Lucci to sit next to you, Hattori talking for him as their bodies sat close together. Your eye twitched when you noticed he was looking at your still slightly red ear. He bit it hard. His lips twitched up a little at your expression, to which he quickly hid it with a sip of your drink.

 

The party ended, and nothing seemed to have happened. No plans of trying to stop you from leaving. Nothing.

 

You were beginning to wonder if they were really going to let you go without a fight.

 

But you could care less. It would be less trouble, and they wouldn't want their covers to be blown when they all of a sudden attack you.

 

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Later that night, you visited a house the color of grass and knocked.

 

The door clicked and the smell of alcohol immediately met your now accustomed nostrils as you smiled at the owner, who immediately laughed at seeing you with a swig to her bottle.

 

"Nagagaga! Finally decided to come have you? Wondering if you even would and forgot about little ol' me."

 

Your smile widened as you eyes gleamed.

 

"Told ya I'm not forgetting," The old woman hummed at that, motioning for you to come in and you did as she spoke that hearing from Iceburg about you has been amusing. You were about to reply only to stop when you heard little stomps coming down the stairs, as well as Myah's! The child stopping as she stared up at you with a curious large smile as the cat looking bunny did the same, it's nose twitching as you grinned, spreading your arms. "Hey Chimney! Long time no see. Hope you're not getting into trouble and playing tag with weirdos."

 

"Who are you?" Chimney bluntly asked.

 

A few beats passed before your arms fell down along with your head.

 

"Nagagaga! You can't blame the girl, she barely knew how to talk when you came." You lifted your head, saying you know but it still hurt. Kokoro moved towards Chimney and put a hand on the young girl's shoulder who was staring up at you. You think it was you. You think her eyes was sparkling mischievously at your buster sword behind you. "Chimney, this is (Y/N). She helped you out when you were younger. As well as Gonbe. Oh, look at that, Gonbe might remember you, young girl."

 

As she spoke, Gonbe drew closer to you in its little hops. You immediately squatting and moving to pet it, it immediately rubbing its head for you to keep petting and made happy bunny noises as it smiled wide similar to its owner.

 

"Heh, at least you remember me lil bunny."

 

"Gonbe is a cat," Chimney immediately wrongly corrected.

 

You sweatdropped.

 

"You still think that, huh? You need to get your eyes checked if you still think Gonbe is a cat."

 

"I think you're just a weird lady," Chimney replied, drawing near you as you blinked and laughed slightly at her bluntness. She's not quite wrong there. Her eyes went towards your buster sword, her making noises of awe. "You have a big sword! You probably killed a lot of people with it."

 

"Still bloodthirsty aren't you?" You commented, raising an eyebrow as Chimney stared up at the sword. You huffing  out your nose in amusement before straightening, releasing your buster sword and keeping it to the side. Chimney gasping excitedly with her never wavering smile. "Kuroi ten'nosabaki knows what to cut. You can touch him if ya want. Of course...if you're brave enough."

 

Chimney didn't think much and just touched all over the gleaming buster sword, looking at the half moon indentation close to the tip and observing out loud it's really shiny despite it being black. Your chest nearly puffing out in pride at that.

 

Yeah, you got a good sword.

 

Karasu glinted on your hip, you immediately patting the hilt.

 

Karasu is a good sword too of course.

 

After the show and tell, Kokoro made some drinks. Including (fav. night drink) which you easily finished.

 

"So, young girl—or is it young woman now? You've changed I see."

 

You paused from lifting your arm up and down due to Chimney wanting to see how strong you are to lift a buster sword, Chimney saying excitedly "Again, again! And faster!" while Gonbe did a myah, attached to it's owner's back for the small ride. You obliged as you answered with a twitch of the lips.

 

"Ya think so? Crazy how long it's been...I see you're still here and kicking about. Not getting forgetful now, are you?"

 

"Nagagaga! Me? How could I?" Kokoro took a sip of her drink, green eyes knowing towards you with that large cheeks wrinkling grin. "No, I rather keep some thing's alive. The world isn't quite done with me yet. And it looks like...you're not done with it yourself."

 

Your lips curved into a half grin.

 

"I got much to do. Titles like the one I want ain't easy."

 

"Young girl," Kokoro said, eyes crinkling with a chuckle. "Any title isn't. You know the risks better now I hear. You're not going to be like Tom are you?"

 

The siren wails at the lost friend.

 

Your lips straightened, stopping from moving your arms again as Chimney silently stared and didn't mind when you put her down. You held the brim of your cap, bright (e/c) staring as your lips tilted.

 

"Dreams come with risks." Was all you said before putting a sympathetic hand on Kokoro's squeezing once before turning towards Chimney and asking if she wants a ride.

 

Chimney immediately saying yes with Gonbe paling as if in remembrance. The bunny unable to reject for you immediately grabbed the both of them after Kokoro gave the okay and exiting. Carrying them tightly before using Geppo as Chimney now laughed more than screamed and cried, Gonbe was still crying though.

 

Kokoro was outside, hand loose on the bottle as she stared amused at how you made Chimney feel like she was flying when you held her as the child spread her arms wide as if she was hero from those comics in the newspapers. Gonbe hanging on for fear life to Chimney's shirt as you kicked in the air this way and that, sometimes even free falling.

 

Your eyes widening when Chimney let out a giggled, "Big Lady—nee—san is fun! Go higher and faster!" Does she remember? You thought she did until she mentioned you're still weird only for you to gain hope again that you need to teach her this so they can play tag in the air, with you replying with a knowing grin that they can play normal tag if she wants which Chimney immediately agreed to as Kokoro watched. And thought.

 

Watch yourself, young girl. Kokoro took a heavy swig, memories of Tom laughing with his bickering workers that were more like brothers and Tom a father. Those who breathe out laughter like that always end up choking when the air stops. Let's see where you go after you accomplish that dream.

 

You and Chimney and Gonbe played for a few minutes before you once again had to leave, rubbing in between Chimney's pigtails with a grin as a goodbye as Chimney asked if you'll come again.

 

"Ya, next time we'll do hide and seek." Chimney nodded eagerly and ran around you excitedly while repeating hide and seek as Gonbe hopped after her.

 

You turning towards Kokoro and having your hand out.

 

"Thank you. You helped a lot when I started in this journey. I don't know how I would've gotten away if it wasn't for you."

 

Kokoro merely laughed, your brow raising as Kokoro shook your hand.

 

"Young girl, you would have found a way I'm sure."

 

You grinned cheekily.

 

"Probably. But thanks anyways."

 

You left with a wave, going to sleep at the motel you rented.

 

Thinking to yourself, you really have a list of people you need to thank. For different reasons. You fell asleep before you could go past the first one.

 

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The next day, you walked towards Dock One to make your final goodbyes with everyone. Staring all around you with a distracted smile, the bustle in the street and in the water with the Yagara Bulls. You waving at some of the locals who recognized you due to you being with the shipwrights the past few weeks and being in Blueno's Bar so often.

 

One even calling to you from their food stand, famous for their Mizu Mizu Meat/Vegetable kebabs. Your stomach rumbled just as your mouth watered.

 

You haven't had a chance to eat the ones in Water 7, too busy and you were fine with what you ate with everyone. So of course you bought three meat/veggie kebabs and continued going on your merry way, chewing and eating way too fast than what a normal person should.

 

You think someone almost fainted when you took the whole stick in your mouth until the residue was gone as you walked.

 

Mmmm! This is so good! They're different from the ones in Alabasta. You frowned, pausing from chewing as you looked at the sticks. Alabasta's were filled with spices while Water 7's relied on the tenderness and flavor from the meat/veggie alone due to his special their food is in the island. You remember your favorite stand in Alabasta—Drezol's that closed out of the blue for some reason. The guy must've been giving too much discounts, he did give you a lot each time you went. Crocodile never seemed curious to try. Too uppity. You stared at the kebab for a few more moments. ...whatever. I have no reason to go back to Alabasta anymore. I'll just find somewhere else...

 

You continued chewing, and took a huge bite and decided to focus on that instead of stupid things. Cause thinking of stupid things and people and memories get you nowhere.

 

You turned the corner of the street, swallowing harshly when you thought that maybe some of those things get you somewhere.

 

History to be revered. Blossoms dancing.

 

Your eyes widened as you looked up, meeting surprised blue eyes as well as innocent brown ones.

 

I've been wanting to meet you.

 

"(Y/N)?!" Chopper called cutely in his deer form, running up to you in greeting as you stared at the woman before you with lips parted. "What a coincidence! You're here at this island too? We landed not that long ago. We're trying to find someone to fix our ship, Merry and oh—why are you looking at each other?" Chopper's neck craned up to you than towards the gently amused Robin back and forth. "Oh! (Y/N)! This is Robin! She's in our crew now and she's pretty smart and cool!"

 

You were alone too.

 

You closed your mouth, tilting your head towards Chopper but keeping your eyes towards Nico Robin—the one who survived and you felt but never saw all those times in Alabasta.

 

"Oh? You guys must be pretty lucky to have someone like her around."

 

We're the same age.

 

Chopper nodded strongly, eyes practically gleaming as he looked towards Robin. Robin's mouth turning up into a smile at your words, her eyes glancing at the sticks in her hands and her calm smile tilting more at that. You blinked.

 

You always felt...

 

"Yeah! We're shopping right now for books because we both like reading. Not everybody in the ship really does. Nami sticks to just looking at past maps and Usopp likes reading about how to make something." Chopper than blinked up at you, tilting his deer head at you. "What made you come here? Do you need someone to fix your boat too?"

 

You turned away from Robin's gleaming humored eyes that seemed a little too knowing and told Chopper about your situation and how you're leaving today since you fixed everything up now.

 

"My, it's nice to formally meet you—Ex-Marine Silver Blood (Y/N)." Robin said as she stood with her hand to her strap bag, eyes the color of the sea glittering at you as you turned back towards the one who knew too much yet too little. "I always wanted to introduce myself but it was a little difficult to do. Your reputation precedes you."

 

You blinked at her melodious voice as Chopper looked at Robin in confusion before your eyes widened. A memory of an event at a casino years ago that you unluckily participated in—the one who helped you with the dress you definitely didn't pick out with a mask hiding their face as they prepared you.

 

"Y-you!" You pointed animatedly as Robin just serenely smiled. "That was you?! What—I didn't even realize. You felt weird—" Robin's brows slightly knitted but you kept going, "—when that was happening. And how did I not realize it was you! Wait, why would he even risk that when he knew that if I saw you I would realize sooner what he was doing?!"

 

Chopper was lost now, just staring between you two as he asked in quiet confusion that you two know each other.

 

Robin hid a giggle behind her hand, making you blink twice at the sound.

 

"I believe he was confident with the use of masks in the party and your obvious confusion about your attire, you wouldn't notice."

 

"Hah?! Does he think I'm stupid or something?!"

 

"On the contrary," Robin said, tone amused. "He was concerned about your sharp observations. I would say that our common associate decided to take a calculated risk. Fairly common risks as well. Although...he's not really an associate to you, right Gin Chi?"

 

You don't know why, but the way she seemed to hint at something made you flush. You turned your head away, taking a huge bite from your kebab as Robin observed you, your turned head not hiding your frown as you stared down at your food.

 

"Not to your tastes?" You turned back towards her as she continued, pointing at your kebab. "You liked the other one better. I would like to inform you regretfully that your favorite place was closed down due to him." Robin didn't sound like she was regretful but your jaw dropped all the same.

 

She's talking about Drezol's?!

 

"Why the hell would he close a little vendor down?! He doesn't even like these things so why would he interact with something he has no interest in?!" You know Crocodile won't interact with subjects he has no interest in, at all. It gives them attention and he rather not give that. Drama Queen. "That doesn't make any sense! He knew it was my favorite!"

 

You'll kill that man!

 

"I believe the problem was," Robin said easily, finger to her lips. Noting your last statement of Crocodile knowing it was your favorite and couldn't possibly touch it to herself. "The vendor may have enjoyed your attention too much."

 

"What? What does that even mean?"

 

Robin for some reason, giggled again. She sees that your oblivious nature is much more obvious and humoring in person. The fact that you didn't push Crocodile to the brink of exasperation and push you away...it just made Robin's smile turn up more. As well as the other actions and words the man will do or say, believing to be subtle.

 

When Chopper remained confused, you explained briefly about the connection that since you both knew Crocodile but never seen each other but knew of the other. Chopper ooing at you and nodding in understanding, before Robin pointed at Chopper towards the masks at a display. The ones for the festival at San Faldo happening, Chopper going up towards it and leaving the two of you for a moment.

 

You glanced at Robin behind your cap, assessing what she did as she met your gaze and gave you a closed eye smile. It didn't reach her eyes though.

 

Leave to not be left.

 

You always felt...sad.

 

"Are you happy?" You asked.

 

Robin opened her eyes, brows raising at your question. You turned your head up so both your eyes were shown as you stared.

 

"I felt a lot of things from you throughout the years. And what happened when Luffy showed that him a lesson. I..." you stopped, turning your eyes away as Robin observed you and took note of your words. "...I get glimpses of certain things from people. Emotions. Maybe a memory but generally an emotion behind a memory. Some jump out more than others...it's hard to look through some too because they hide it so well. But yours..." you met her curious gaze, quiet. "...I don't know why but, maybe I do, but you...you always felt powerfully even though you came out quiet. You...I was at HQ when it happened."

 

Robin's eyes widened before darkening, you didn't have to explain what. Her hand clenched against the strap of her bag as you went on.

 

"I...I didn't understand. Why they called you a demon when you were a kid like me." You let out a bitter chuckle, looking down as you pocketed your hands and tapped the tip of your boot repeatedly. "Or maybe I did too well. I just got lucky. I wasn't alone, not anymore. But you..." you looked back up at Robin who looked tense but you had to keep going cause you have to know. "...you were alone. For a long time. Because of shitheads and idiots and dicks who can't think for themselves. But you're with Luffy now, you're with the Straw Hats." Robin's eyes widened as you ended it. "So, are you happy? You're not alone anymore."

 

Robin was staring at you, her mouth parted as you waited the answer.

 

She's not alone anymore. Even with people chasing her, the risk of powerful people chasing her, she's with them.

 

Does she still have fear? Is she afraid?

 

But most importantly, is she happy with this?

 

You want to know. You have to.

 

Because if she is than...

 

Robin looked down, face shadowed than towards Chopper who came back and spoke about all the different masks excitedly with Robin explaining after swallowing the uses of the masks. Chopper calling Robin amazing at her knowledge and you spotted Robin's lips genuinely quirk up at the compliment and her eyes softening.

 

Ah. She might be.

 

Robin turned her eyes towards you, lips back to being calm.

 

"I'll tell you when I am to give a free answer, Silver Blood. But thank you for asking. You always seemed kind. Despite your," Robin cleared her throat as you tilted your head, "bold words to put it lightly."

 

"Uhhhh...thanks?"

 

Robin smiled, it looking like it met her eyes this time, and you soon left the two, Chopper saying that Luffy went to get shipwrights so maybe you'll see him before you leave. You waved the doctor who'll cure any disease and the one who can read a dead language in goodbye as they did the same before turning back to your original destination.

 

You looked at your last kebab in thought as you strolled leisurely before sighing.

 

"Man...you're pretty great and all but...gosh dang it! I'll kill that reptile!"

 

If people turned towards you as if you were having a hallucination, you didn't care. Nor that you were chewing quite loudly in irritation, passerby's looking on in disgust when a stray piece would fly out as they quickly dodged in horror.

 

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Maybe I don't have to pretend anymore.

 

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Edited 07/28/21

 

Added a few little scenes. Always wanted Robin and Silver Blood to interact—in a lot of ways, they're similar. Despite how different they are personality wise.

 

Going to keep making little or big edits from here on out! Hope you enjoyed! 💗


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**FANART CORNER**

Notes:

**Kuroi ten'nosabaki🗡🎇 💀(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black sword with a sheen of silver buster sword that's carrie son your back. Think of it like Cloud's sword from Final Fantasy or Zabuza's sword from Naruto.

 

(Your sword is a mix of Cloud's and Zabuza's, there is no hole in your sword, but there IS a half moon cut in it. But the half moon cut near the top of the sword.)

 

**Karasu(Raven): your noticeably smaller and total black sword that is on your hip. You can imagine whatever sword you want, but perhaps the Chokuto sword will fit. Like Sasuke's sword from Naruto Shippuden.

 

**Tekkai: Iron Body. Defense technique taught by the marines where your body turns hard like iron.

 

**Soryu: Shave. Where you can move in an instant flash in a burst of high speed. Taught and learned normally by marines.

 

**Geppo: Moon Walk. A move where it appears you're jumping in midair, when it's just the strength of your legs moving quickly and touching the ground that keeps you upright. You often used this when you're on your small boat so you can go faster on sea. Taught and learned normally by marines.

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Quick update for you guys since last chapter was about only 7 pages long~ HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOYED!

 

Aw~ I absolutely love Paulie. >.<

 

He's just so ADORABLE!!

 

I had to add a few fluffy parts with you and him in it, too cute~!

 

And Shanks is STILL in the lead with one vote for him. I bet the Yonko is having a ball right now.

 

But I'm sure several others would like to throw him out of that pedestal...

 

THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

Chapter 13: One Last Time

Summary:

Let’s Sail to the Dawn!

Notes:

Edited Chapter: 03/30/22

Recommended links to listen as you read:

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Chapter Text

When you arrived to Dock One, it was when a pile of what seemed to be like Pirates injured and groaning on the floor as you walked up. The pirates blocking from going further in.

 

You asked a passing foremen, who's eyes brightened at seeing you once more.

 

"Why, if it isn't (Y/N)! Can't get enough of us can you?" You smiled at the man's tease, him pausing from moving the log on his shoulder to stare down at the pile in disdain. "Idiots thought they can escape their pay from us. Ha! As if we craftsman take any crap like that laying down! If you want to see everybody though, you can try the back entrance since these bodies are in the way."

 

"Nah," you said, nonchalantly walking on the bodies as one groaned loudly and making other foremen turn their heads at the irritating sound only to see what you were doing. "This is fine. If they wanna be trash, let them commit fully."

 

"How ruthless!" The foremen said with wide eyes as you blinked, stopping at the captain's body and pointing at your chest with a small pout.

 

"Eh? That's not nice."

 

"YOU ARENT EITHER!" They replied loudly, but with smiles and laughter as you just scratched the back of your head.

 

Kaku turned from his work with his chisels, before smiling at seeing what the commotion was about.

 

"(Y/N)!" You waved at him from your chosen spot, not minding how said chosen spot is currently breathing hard and twitching excessively. Kaku noting it as he drew closer, releasing a huff from his long square nose. "I see you have been told what occurred. Although maybe it's wise to get off the misbehaving customers."

 

"Nah."

 

Kaku's smile twitched a bit more at that before he asked what you were doing here, you replying that you're going to do your final goodbyes now before heading out. At this point, Lucci turned the corner with a hammer and spotted you along with a complaining Paulie that he needs someone to cover him for lunch since he has no money and come on! He buys them drinks all the time, Lucci replying blandly through Hattori he never asked him to with Paulie immediately lifting his jacket sleeves and asking if he wants to fight. Only for Lucci's eyes to turn and stay to the side, ignoring Paulie as the blond scowled.

 

What's his problem? What is he even looking— Paulie turned to see himself, eyes widening as the hold of his cigar loosened at seeing you speaking easily with Kaku and the others casually. Tilestone loudly proclaiming for one final challenge of an arm wrestle with you declining you don't got time but maybe another day. (Y/N) is here...?!  Thought that woman would've left by now. Is she staying for Aqua Laguna after all?

 

"Coo! Take that foolish look off your face, oaf." Paulie's hopeful expression immediately turned to a scowl as his eyes went towards Lucci, who had his dark eyes narrowed at him. Except... Paulie blinked at how sharp it looked before Lucci turned his eyes back towards you—ARE YOU ON TOP OF THOSE PIRATES BODIES?! "She's not staying. She clearly has somewhere to be."

 

What's his problem?

 

Paulie's eyes narrowed at Lucci who was watching silently as the body under you moved his hand to grab your ankle, only for you to step on it as you get off as the pirate fainted once more due to the pain. You saying that trash should stay down while the foremen called local officials over to take said pirates to jail. Hattori cooing at the scene while Lucci's eyes seemed to glint for a mere moment before disappearing.

 

Paulie was aware that Lucci acted a little weirdly to you—honestly his shit head nature seemed to just take a different form with you compared to the blond's.

 

Still...something's off.

 

And Paulie isn't sure he likes it. He felt his mouth twist around his cigar, tight and about to say something only to nearly fall over. Familiar arms around his shoulders and him immediately flushing at who it was, even before you backed your head away with a mischievous grin. Dark eyes behind you assessing before turning away.

 

"Oya! Paulie!"

 

"G-get off me!" You quickly did so, you never really kept these surprise hugs long and backed up eventually when asked or even before. "Weren't you supposed to leave?!"

 

"I'm just saying bye, don't gotta rush me if you don't want me to." You said, tilting your head at him with a frown. Geez, what's up with him? He seemed like he wanted you to stay just yesterday. Paulie shook his head, putting a hand to his face in exasperation while saying that's not what he meant. "...mmmm, okay. If ya say so." You than lifted your lips again, and elbowed his side. "Sounds like you'll miss me than~. You like my calves after all?"

 

Paulie dropped his hand, teeth sharp and face hot.

 

"S-S-SHUT UP! CRAZY WOMAN!"

 

"Hey, Tilestone! Didn't know you and Paulie were related." You said, turning your head towards the other laughing and teasing foremen at Paulie who told them to shut up or they're fired which only made them laugh and tease more. Tilestone saying, loudly as always, the papers never went through as Paulie shrieked what papers as you laughed. You turning and walking towards Kaku who was laughing quietly with the others only to stop abruptly when you lifted your arm and wrapped it around his shoulder—making him get tugged down and slightly flushing. You turning towards Paulie and pointing at you and Kaku with your other hand. "See? Kaku's fine. He's normal. Even though he talks like an old man sometimes."

 

"Ah...(Y/N)," Kaku said slowly with a wavering smile as you turned your head towards him and making their faces close. Paulie nearly squawking at the scene better than Hattori ever could as Lucci stared at where your arms were. Kaku swallowed before strengthening his nerve. "Perhaps one day I won't be once you take my advise."

 

His advise?

 

"No, it isn't revealing enough."

 

You flushed, quickly letting him go at that as you stared wide eyed. Paulie flushing along with you as Kaku scratched his nose sheepishly he was just being honest as Paulie pointed and even poked Kaku's nose. Kaku squinting as Paulie quietly and seriously called him a pervert with Kaku taking the giggled man's hand away with an easy smile and replying that the real pervert is Paulie for blushing from such little things. Paulie obviously defending himself, quite loudly and in a defensive tone, as Kaku just made retorts when needed. You still wrapping your head around what you just heard.

 

Where did this—where did this Kaku come from?!

 

You mean, you guess you can say it's better than how he was before when you were in CP9 but...what is he even saying?

 

Lucci's gaze was on your face, brows slightly knitting and lips thinning. Hattori than flew away from Lucci's shoulder and landed on your own as you turned your attention to the bird who immediately started playing with your hair in a coo while saying "(Y/N)~ (Y/N)~!" quite innocently. You finding it odd at Hattori's actions but you started letting him all the same as he closed his eyes. Lucci's face relaxed as he turned away.

 

The foremen still not used to the sight of Hattori leaving Lucci's side to another.

 

"So weird..."

 

"Yeah, I was sure it was stuck on Lucci's shoulder like glue."

 

"Well, hopefully like glue. That's the only acceptable white substance that can be from that bird."

 

"You're disgusting!"

 

"What? What are you—I was talking about bird shit! What were YOU talking about?!"

 

"Ah. Nothing. Oh look, Iceburg-san."

 

"Don't change the subject!"

 

Once Iceburg did indeed arrive, Paulie had to leave and so you gave him a wave with a smile that you'll see him later. Cause goodbyes are lame. Paulie's eyes rounded as he stared at your face and repeated your words over his head before huffing, turning his back towards you and lifting an arm as he also said see you later but not without of course saying to cover up more next time they see each other. You couldn't help but laugh as Paulie went to do an order from Iceburg.

 

You also gave a wave to Kaku and the other foremen, him having to continue his work as he did the same before noticing something in Iceburg's pocket.

 

You pointed at the mayor's shirt as he blinked. Hattori giving a pouting coo at you stopping from the pet's and pecked your cheek slightly which you ignored.

 

"Is that a mouse?"

 

"Hm? Oh yes." Iceburg casually scratched the mouse's head in his shirt pocket with a distracted smile as the mouse squeaked. Kalifa straightening her glasses as she looked down at her clipboard in thought. "I found him while we were walking over here. I haven't thought of a name yet..."

 

"Do you usually pick up random animals in the street?" You asked in a mild deadpan.

 

Iceburg thought it over before answering.

 

"Only the ones I like. Right Kalifa?"

 

Kalifa's glasses flashed as she looked up dutifully.

 

"Iceburg-san likes cute small animals. But only certain ones. He picked up a salamander the other day only to throw it into the water because it felt funny and saying he didn't like it."

 

You laughed, tears in your eyes at the image as Iceburg turned towards Kalifa with an embarrassed frown.

 

"You didn't have to say it like that. Besides, others would agree that fur is better."

 

"Pfft, I guess."

 

Iceburg turned towards a foremen who said there were potential customers up front that Kaku talked to, Iceburg and Kalifa moving up front as you turned towards Lucci who still stood with hands in his pockets. Hattori flying away with a "Coo!" back towards his shoulder. You were about to say something to the weird kitty that was standing there like a weirdo only for your senses to go off as your eyes brightened. You using Soryu to the front of the Dock as Lucci's eyes narrowed.

 

Scum.

 

Lucci went towards the front as well, spotting you with a rising pirate captain who has an interesting crew member. Lucci stayed back as you got up to them.

 

"Luffy!"

 

The Straw Hat quickly turned from the mayor and smiled at you as he ran up towards you with eagerness and a call of your name.

 

"(Y/N)!"

 

"Whoa!" Usopp's eyes widened at your form, surprised. "(Y/N)'s here too?!" He than moved close to the equally surprised Nami, raining his hand to his mouth and muttering, "You think she knows people here too?"

 

Nami looked towards Usopp, also raising her hand and keeping her eyes on you, as you patted the sunny storm's head in greeting as you asked him if they're repairing their ship and you met up with Chopper and Robin beforehand, him replying with wide eyes and excited "Really?!" and asking if you knew they were repairing the ship before Chopper and Robin and used your mind reader powers to do that. Making you laugh at how he somehow still thinks that as Luffy tilted his head, wondering what was funny.

 

"Surely she can't know everybody. We're going to need to take her with us if she does though." Usopp blinked as Nami continued, making a mischievous smile as she raised a pointed finger. "It'll be easier. Think about having to avoid all these fights and weirdos if she talked to the ones she knows."

 

Usopp thought it over nodding, before turning doubtful as Nami asked what.

 

"Well...isn't she a weirdo too? Will she help with that?"

 

"..."

 

"..."

 

At once, crocodile tears went down Nami's and Usopp's face as their faces fell. Nami's eyes than brightening in determination.

 

"I can still use her for her money...!"

 

"You can get pretty heartless, Nami." Usopp said flatly.

 

You nodded at Luffy with a smile at his words and gave another pat of his head as you looked over at Nami and Usopp, nodding towards them as well. You squinting your eyes as her face seemed to widen into a large overtaking greedy grin with her eyes being Beli's instead.

 

"You're making it obvious!" Usopp shouted, his nose to Nami's cheek as Nami waved eagerly at you and practically sparkled.

 

"Where's that fifty thousand Beli you owe me, (Y/N)~?" You paled as Nami's face darkened threateningly as she kept her smile and her tone light. "Don't forget I have blackmail information from you~."

 

You remembered your words to her about having bad luck in saunas back in Alabasta as apprehension went through you.

 

You have to get out of here! Quick!

 

"Eh? Blackmail?"

 

"Woahhh," Luffy laughed easily, "Nami is really excited to see you (Y/N)! Shishishishishi! Me too!"

 

Iceburg rose an eyebrow, amused at the scene before him. Kalifa observing with a thoughtful expression as Lucci analyzed behind his cold one.

 

"You know them, (Y/N)?"

 

You blinked, straightening and turned your eyes towards the lazy mayor. Wrapping your arm around the young man of dreams shoulder as you grinned, seeming to match with Luffy's own.

 

"Yeah. They ain't nothing to be scared of though, they're nice and friendly. Especially with this captain." You said as you rubbed Luffy's head to which he laughed out loud. You than moving to pinch his cheek cause why not, making him slightly slap your hands playfully. "Still gotta wide smile I see."

 

"Hey! Stop!"

 

Your grin turned playful.

 

"No~."

 

You continued to rub his head, this time harder, Luffy laughing harder at the action. Trying to match your energy by pulling on your own cheek as you spoke oddly that yours doesn't stretch like his as he just laughed easily at your pulled out face. You eventually letting him go with a smile.

 

"What are you doing here?" Nami asked and seemed to have calm down from her greedy air. Usopp making a low mutter only Nami could hear that it looks like you know the mayor. Nami elbowed his stomach, making Usopp double over in surprise as she kept her eyes on you. "Are you staying?"

 

You answered that you were actually leaving today. Maybe you said it a little too quickly. You rather leave before you somehow get charged more for breathing. Luffy pouted, to which you smiled and promised you'll tell more stories of Shanks next time. He quickly grinned and gave a quick nod.

 

In (Y/N)'s mind however, you knew that Luffy and the others will probably cause a big fuss here. You think you can bet on it actually, as you stood back as Iceburg explained how this will work when they fix the ship. And apparently his mouse's name is now Tyrannosaurus, Kalifa also stating the facts of the crew that is clearly growing large in a fast rate.

 

In fact, you internally smiled as you thought on how the Straw Hats were, they would probably be able to defeat CP9. Or just stop them if things get out of hand. You hoped however, that by the time that comes, they will be stronger. Hopefully their mission will take awhile for the Straw Hats to build up strength. Whatever the mission truly is.

 

So after you said your goodbyes to Luffy, Nami, and Usopp and told them to say hello to the others for you, you said goodbye to Iceburg. And hence Kalifa, blocking a kick to your face from saying his name casually as you smirked and said bye. While adding to give Iceburg some ice on his face with a laugh from the pun due to Kalifa miskicking at him. You moved towards the direction of a predator waiting under the shadow of one of the open tool shed's.

 

Lucci staring at you with hard to read eyes, Hattori giving a flap of his wings as you put your hand out. Lucci watching as Hattori made a pleased coo as you pet from his head to his back in an even motion with crossed arms. Lucci didn't say anything when your eyes eventually turned towards him, your hand still on Hattori as you did absent scratches. You didn't say anything either as your eyes connected.

 

The corner of your lip twitched up once before you put your hand back to your side, nodding at him.

 

"See ya later, Lucci."

 

Lucci stared for a moment more before he turned his head away, eyes slightly shadowed due to his top hat. Hattori tilted his head at you.

 

That's all the goodbye you're getting. Which is fine. You expected it. It could've been worse. Maybe Lucci actually wants to not be a bastard for once.

 

You hid a snort that wanted to come out as you turned your back on him.

 

He's always a bastard, you think of quiet moments by campfires, of awkwardness of holding and taking care of a baby, of training between claws and swords. You hid a shadowed quirk of the lips, eyes distant. But...it's been awhile after all.

 

"Oh," you say, turning your head over your shoulder and Lucci glanced at you with one eye as his head stayed turned away. "Almost forgot. Don't underestimate the Straw Hats." Lucci's crossed arms tensed for a moment but before he surely would breathe out a scoff, you used Geppo and left like that.

 

Him back alone and staring where you were before moving to continue to do his job and be a "good little shipwright."

 

You gave your warning.

 

The kitty just had to listen.

 

But cats aren't good at following orders.

 

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Right when you left, you used the Sea Train to go towards San Faldo(atop the train of course! You're not stupid enough to try to get a ticket and just show your face everywhere.) and have been in the carnival island with all these masked people(the masks are pretty creepy) but the food has been good! At least, nothing seems too bad. You have just been here the past day, your gut telling you to stay close to Water 7 so you did.

 

And so here you are, eating greasy/oily food standard where you would find in other carnivals at a table with an umbrella to give you shade. Looking in thought as you chewed and munched as you stared at one of the rides in the distance. Hearing the screams and laughter as you sat alone with people passing by your table every now and again, whether groups or couples.

 

Man you wanna ride that. But rides are for two people or more! Not just one.

 

You think Luffy would like to ride with you. A good roller coaster or a chainsaw! Or Ace. But you think he would want to sit next to Isuka. Hina would be more into casinos than rides. A lot like Paulie actually—Oh! Maybe the new Kaku would! SmoBaka has rode stuff with you before when they were younger depending on the island. After you asking him a certain amount of times(he thinks you never asked. Not really. Since you would ask him to go somewhere with you but you're already pulling or pushing him towards it as you ask. It still counts!) but sometimes he wouldn't like it. The Old Man would like it even if it would induce a heart attack.

 

I think Shanks would like it too, you thought of which rides he would like. You think it would be all the adrenaline like ones that you like. Would he like the relaxing ones like Smoker? Your mind envisioned the two of you on a Ferris wheel, all the way on the top and his right arm around your shoulders as he laughed and did that smile. You choked on your food, blushing as you punched your chest. Ack! No!

 

As you were trying to recover from your stupid brain and hopefully not die by food, a strange duo was passing by your table. One had a pink cloak while the other was yellow, with masks just covering the top half of their face, matching their color scheme.

 

Oh. And the square shaped hair would be something noticeable too.

 

"Where did Aniki go, waina~?" The pink one asked, her curls on her square shaped head going over her forehead being swept in the wind as they both stood a few feet away from your table and your hacking form. "He went to get the wood, didn't he?"

 

"You know how Aniki is, Kiwi. " The yellow one answered with a hand to her hip, head cocked and looking up obnoxiously to the sky with sharp nose pointing up ahead similar to a lance. "He should be coming here soon, waina~. Oh look! There he is!"

 

A large lumbering man came with a cloak covering his body that would appear extraordinarily lumpy in some areas underneath with a large mask covering his face, light blue hair curling up atop of the mask in pompadour. Once he found the square hair sisters he called out in greeting.

 

"Yow! Kiwi! Mozu! You ready to super get out of here?" The man called out strongly, making a move with his arms by first circling them in front of his chest and than making a pose by half lowering himself and connecting the back of his forearms together. "We finally got what we need!"

 

The two sisters instantly got on each of his sides and matched his 'Super!' pose with their own cloaks covering them.

 

"How awesome, Aniki!" They both called out, tapping their feet along with the large masked man as they heard a beat only they could hear. Moving their heads and craning their necks as they did so from side to side in sync with the man.

 

The dancing was drawing a crowd of the other masked residents of the carnival island San Faldo, with families pointing at the debacle.

 

"Look mommy! It's a dancing circus!" A child called out, pointing as the man started swinging and moving his hips along with the women.

 

The mom pulled the child back and covered their eyes with a small concerned sweatdrop.

 

"I don't think so honey. For some reason, I have a sense that whats under that cloak is inappropriate..."

 

"But they're just dancing! Look!" The child now copying the dance moves of thrusting the hips from side to side and forward with arms locked behind his head. Only to be grabbed by the ear. "Ow!"

 

The mother wagging her finger at her child in reprimand that those moves were inappropriate and proceed to turn them away.

 

You recovered from the choking and coughing by now, you staring with a brow arched at what was happening a little ways away from your table. Your plate empty and done to the side as you just stared at the cloaked trio that kept saying "Yow!" or "Super!" or "Super Adam!" as they moved their lower bodies and tapped or moved their feet. It looked like the weird masked guy was leading and the women were his backup dancers.

 

"Why do I feel like I should use Hantei...?" You wondered to yourself, getting up from the table and about to move.

 

The cloaked masked man stopped, his ear twitching obnoxiously.

 

"Eh? Did I hear hentai?" He looked towards you as you stared with blinking eyes. What did he say? He immediately honed in towards you, you leaning slightly back as he moved forward and unblinking eyes if the colorful mask going close to your face. "Listen onna-chan, I'm no pervert! Would a pervert do this?!"

 

He slightly backed away, than dramatically did a pose by putting an arm behind his head and thrusting his hips out to the side and back repeatedly while saying "Well? Pretty super, right?"

 

You had a slow sweatdrop coming down your head.

 

"Uhhhhhhhhh. Your other move was better." The man let out a "Yow!" from surprise and stopped as you kept going. "And I don't know what perverts would do. Since I'm not one. And since you apparently know what they wouldn't do...do whatever you were doing with your junk, wouldn't that mean you know how perverts think and are therefore a pervert?"

 

"..."

 

"..."

 

The wind blew as the crowd watched in silence. All with sweatdrops, including Kiwi and Mozu.

 

What backwards thinking. Is that woman okay?

 

"Oh," the weird cloaked man said, putting a hand to his chin as he looked up in thought. "Huh. Never thought about it like that. Am I pervert?"

 

"THAT'S WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU'RE A PERVERT?!" The crowd including the mother and excluding the children angrily shouted.

 

"Hey! What are you saying to our Aniki, waina~?!" The pink garbed woman asked you, hand on her hips as you turned towards her. You think you heard her name was Mozu. "You stopped him from doing his super moves!"

 

"What do you think you're doing?" The other one came closer to you as well, blocking your view from the masked man as you blinked. "Making Aniki have an identity breakdown! Can't you tell he's more than a pervert or are you like the others that can't see our Franky, waina~?!"

 

Is her name Mozu? Or is it Kiwi? You think with brows furrowed as you looked between the two women with their square shaped hair. One curly and the other straight. Both with pretty sharp noses though. You wonder if they've poked someone's eye out with those before. Wait, they're accusing me of something.

 

"Hah? Didn't you just call him a pervert?" You scratched the back of your neck, seeing the sisters seeming to stop. You stopped as well, hand to your chin and looking up in thought. "Wait. Did I ever call him a pervert? Or did I just ask if he thinks like a pervert he may be a pervert?"

 

"You implied it!" Mozu(you think) accused with a pointed finger.

 

Kiwi scratched her forehead. "Or did she question it?"

 

The three of you hummed to yourselves in thought while looking up. At this point, the crowd has long since dispersed. The mother having to pull her child by the arm and giving advise to not talk to cloaked men or seemingly slow marine women with large swords.

 

The cloaked man seemed to have enough however as he snapped.

 

"Who cares?! What matters is we should get out of here before the next train leaves. Mozu. Kiwi." They both looked at him in attention and walked back towards him, you staring as they did so and brow arching when the cloaked man bowed at you. You slightly tilted your head at the sense of having a moving dream at sea. A shipwright? "Nice to have met ya, hentai onna. We have to go now but safe travels!"

 

The three hightailed out of there before you can think twice. When you did though, a tick got on your face.

 

"Who ya calling a pervert, pervert?!"

 

"Ah!" The three of them said and stopped with mouth open as they pointed at you from at this point blocks away. "You said it!"

 

"Oh. Yeah I did." You turned back again to see them gone and you outwardly said "Hah?!" again before you just shrugged it off. They seemed okay. And if that guy is a shipwright like you felt, than he can't be that bad.

 

Weird though. The name Franky sounds familiar. Was it about those ship dismantled everyone told you about and you heard?

 

Didn't Iceburg mention them?

 

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A few blocks away as they got into the train station and in a hidden alleyway, the three were panting as the cloaked man took off his mask briefly and took a large puff of air.

 

"Pah!" Franky said, fixing his shades on as sweat was gathered all over his brow and wiped it. "That was super close!"

 

Kiwi and Mozu were confused, asking him why they ran and Franky whirled on them, face notably pale.

 

"You didn't recognize her? Although it did take me a bit too so I can see why...I was lost in thought about what she said—"

 

"We know." Kiwi and Mozu replied flatly.

 

"But than when the two of you were thinking, I snapped out of it and actually looked at who accused me! That was Ex-Marine Silver Blood (Y/N)!"

 

Kiwi and Mozu gasped, faces pale as they put hands to their mouths.

 

"What?! That was her?" Kiwi asked.

 

"I can't believe she's the one that beat Zambai and the others in her sleep when she first slept at her boat!" Mozu exclaimed, shock clear in her voice. "They said she didn't even seem to notice they were there or that anything happened the next day!"

 

"But than why did she stop sleeping there?" Kiwi inquired. "There has to be a reason!"

 

It was due to three men nagging at her, the narrator supplied helpfully. It was for naught. Since no one could hear.

 

"It doesn't matter," Franky said, face serious although he frowned. "I would've liked to have seen what Zambai meant though by Silver Blood's boat seem to have some of my work though. That was the only reason I okayed such a small boat for dismantling anyways. There's no way. I would've remembered making something like that for someone like her...unless..."

 

Franky's frown deepened, thinking of an old drunken woman that raised two brats asking for a favor years ago. His thoughts got interrupted when he heard a train whistle.

 

"Oh, that's the train for Water 7!" Kiwi stated, fixing her attire along with her sister.

 

"Yow!" Franky fixed his glasses once more, as well as putting the mask back on his face and fixing his cloak, his grin sharp beneath the mask. "Let's party once we arrive to the others! We got Adam now!"

 

"Hai, Hai, Aniki, waina~!" Both sisters cheered as the three entered the train.

 

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It was barely a few hours later that newspapers fall from the sky with the News Coo, grabbing your attention as you were in line for bumper cars.

 

You grabbing one falling, reading the headline and your eyes widening as the rest of the island panicked and distressed.

 

"Mayor Iceburg of Water 7 Attempted Assassination..." you read in growing confusion and alarm, your eyes narrowing as you read the next. "By the Straw Hats? No...that's not right."

 

The others were just after an information retrieval. They didn't want someone as powerful and connected as Iceburg to be taken out. It would be more of a hindrance if he was actually killed. They would have done it a long time ago if than.

 

This was a mission of establishing trust to get what they need and get out. The night at Blueno's Bar, they even agreed to your words...

 

You frowned, putting the newspaper down.

 

Or was it more silently agreeing to your words and you took it as you being correct?

 

No. You know these missions.

 

You may be rusty, and you hated being in CP9–but you were one of the best. You know your stuff. That's why you and Lucci were such good partners after all.

 

Luffy and the others must've found something. And so they're trying to pin it on them. But than wouldn't Iceburg see his would be assassin? Unless he was sleeping...no...the newspaper said it was the Straw Hats.

 

You looked back at the newspaper, eyes quickly scanning before your eyes widened.

 

Robin? You thought distantly, of dislikes of oranges and the yellows of the sky due to looking like a distant island burning, of history being weaved, the smell of a new book, how she looked when looking at Chopper by the bookshop. No...she wouldn't...would she?

 

Your lips thinned, knowing what you would do. What you have done.

 

To protect.

 

We're too alike, your lips twitch to a small ironic smile. We could be friends.

 

You move, getting out of the line and throwing the newspaper away.

 

Well. It looks like there may be a mess of things.

 

And you always found a way to be in the middle.

 

So, when you heard of a government train passing through, presumably the last from Water 7 as the island is going through Aqua Laguna—you decide to have some fun and get on your boat. Kuroi ten'nosabaki gleaming on your back and Karasu glinting excitedly on your hip as you set sail with a sharp grin it might as well be a smirk.

 

Time to go visit Enies Lobby!

 

It's been awhile after all!

 

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"Woah!" You steadied yourself on your rowboat against the rough waves, the wind billowing and moving your hair and causing confusion to your sail, the sky above you all dark as night and rain pouring down. "This Aqua Laguna is no joke! If only the wind would decide to blow and this can actually turn to a bit of a ride..." You muttered to yourself in disappointment.

 

You were caught up in Aqua Laguna despite not being close to Water 7, the storm able to affect miles out with rain and rough waves and only darkness to see due to thick black clouds. The harsh waves coming over you at times and making you more drenched than you already are, the water making your swords glisten and your clothes stick like second skin.

 

It didn't help that the wind is just making you more cold.

 

You swiped at your face, clearing some water as you tried to squint where you are.

 

Enies Lobby shouldn't be much farther now. You haven't been in the place in years, but you know you'll be close once you spot the lit up and "Never Night" Island. It would be easy to spot yet it seems you still have to make some ground.

 

Or you guess waves in this case.

 

You snorted at your own joke, before almost choking as a wave came towards you, you quickly having to face it to avoid more damage. Saltwater entering some parts of your small boat but still holding as you tasted the seawater in your mouth.

 

Me having to keep doing this is getting annoying, you thought in irritation.

 

"Help!"

 

You stiffened, eyes widening as your eyes scanned around you to find the childlike voice you heard.

 

"I don't know where I am!" They repeated, pleading and voice quivering as you tried to find where it could be coming from. What's a kid doing out here?! "Help! I...have to help my crew...!"

 

You turned, eyes widening with what you spotted in the distance. A caravel ship maintains itself on the rough waves despite how it would batter, the figurehead of a sheep with drawn eyes appearing tearful yet resolute.

 

The Going Merry? You frowned, going towards the caravel ship with your boat. Tying your boat to the small ship that seems it's seen better days, metal holding the figurehead on as well as the mast. You jumped up onto the wet railing, boots maintaining their hold on the slippery surface as drops fell from cap as you scanned the ship only to see no one. As I thought. The Straw Hats are all in Enies Lobby. Who did I hear?

 

"Please," you flicked your wide eyes around, trying to find the source of the soft childish voice only for your eyes to turn back towards the figurehead. The sheep's eyes staring and seeming to bore into yours with...determination? "You helped before. Please help the crew again. They...they need me!"

 

Your jaw loosened. You stepped onto the ship, looking at how worn it is. How despite the chips in it's wood, the barely kept together mast and figurehead, it arrived at this point.

 

This can't be... You thought of what the shipwrights in Water 7 would sometimes joke about. How maybe they will have a ship that had it's own spirit. You stepped in front of the mast, hand reaching towards the wet wood and avoiding the metal bandage. Maybe...

 

You closed your eyes, hand meeting wood.

 

One last great adventure.

 

Your eyes snapped open, a disbelieving smile on your lips.

 

"Hah...there's really a lot I still haven't seen..." You moved your hand in a small caress on the mast, an action of comfort, before turning your head back towards the figurehead. You smiled. "Don't have to worry, Merry. I'll take you to them. To Enies Lobby."

 

"T-Thank you!"

 

You shrugged away the thanks, as if it was no big deal. Probably because it wasn't.

 

"I was heading over there anyways. Besides, never helped a klau...klawbetter...er, hold on." You put a hand to your chin, your mouth trying to form the word of what the shipwright's said as Merry's figurehead seemed to form a slow sweatdrop with a collection of raindrops falling atop it, "Klabowter...Kluebowter...Ah! Wait!" Your eyes shined as you held a finger, grin on your lips. "Kluebooterman!"

 

There was a pause.

 

Than you heard a giggle. It was the surprised sort, all giggles and softness and chimes that makes your eyes turn half lidded. Pleased at the joyous sound.

 

Merry's giggles turned to soft chuckles, before settling. You squinted your eyes, water getting into them and making your vision blur momentarily. But you're sure you saw a small figure on the sheep's head.

 

"You're nice. I'm...I'm sorry I couldn't be your home too."

 

Your eyes widened, a part of you clenching before you shook your head. It's grieving for it's confused.

 

"Don't focus on that. Let's go help you out, okay? And you can save your family."

 

One last time.

 

It was unsaid. But Merry knew. And you knew too, as your gaze turned back towards the mast that creaked and crushed from each wind that passed by. You touched the mast once more, lips pulling into a frown before pulling back and pointing to the direction of Enies Lobby.

 

Merry able to sail itself. You don't know how but frankly you're grateful. You don't know how to use a stick to sail caravels anyways. You're grateful for your knowledge of sailing how it is.

 

You're sure Mihawk found that part of teaching the most irritating.

 

Your lips lifted at the memories of you getting lost before deciding to leave Merry once you spotted Enies Lobby. Just a few miles away from their position. You gave Merry a goodbye pat on the railing before jumping back on your attached boat, releasing the knots and going your own way while Merry went theirs.

 

You think it said goodbye too, the Jolly Roger flag moving one way and to the other with the wind in a semblance of a wave.

 

You stared until it left your eyesight, going to another side of the island and avoiding Marine ships on it's way. Miraculously staying afloat and moving with the waves, the waves almost seeming to be in it's side. To save the Straw Hat's—despite the storm and despite how ships and cannons use weapons to slowly turn Enies Lobby into nothing.

 

It sailed.

 

From the rough waves and dark seas to one filled with light and beginnings of the end.

 

Your lips twitched, thinking of the sunny storm and of Dawn before turning away. Your boat going your own way, careful of ships but seeing their attention solely on the Straw Hats in the Bridge of Hesitation only for them to fall into safety.

 

You grinned, so sharp and quirked on one side it might as well be a smirk.

 

You punched a fist into an open hand.

 

"Time to help bastards!"

 

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Edited 03/30/22

 

This used to be The Meaning of a Friend but I made too many extra details compared to before. SB not even reaching the injured Lucci yet now.

 

Added extra scenes instead with the Straw Hat's, Franky and what exactly made you stop him and His Family from bothering the shipwrights/city when you were there, and of course—Merry. Rest In Peace Merry. You the GOAT.

 

Well. Sheep. But it could still work.

 

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**Kuroi ten'nosabaki🗡🎇 💀(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black sword with a sheen of silver buster sword that's carrie son your back. Think of it like Cloud's sword from Final Fantasy or Zabuza's sword from Naruto.

 

(Your sword is a mix of Cloud's and Zabuza's, there is no hole in your sword, but there IS a half moon cut in it. But the half moon cut near the top of the sword.)

 

**Karasu(Raven): your noticeably smaller and total black sword that is on your hip. You can imagine whatever sword you want, but perhaps the Chokuto sword will fit. Like Sasuke's sword from Naruto Shippuden.

 

**Tekkai: Iron Body. Defense technique taught by the marines where your body turns hard like iron.

 

**Soryu: Shave. Where you can move in an instant flash in a burst of high speed. Taught and learned normally by marines.

 

**Geppo: Moon Walk. A move where it appears you're jumping in midair, when it's just the strength of your legs moving quickly and touching the ground that keeps you upright. You often used this when you're on your small boat so you can go faster on sea. Taught and learned normally by marines.

 

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Revealing, but not revealing enough to explain why you left. Your past is still a mystery.

 

And aren't YOU just the most precious cinnamon roll with your friends~ (*cough*cough*besides Luffy*cough*) But really. Maybe you ARE too nice.

 

^_^

 

LOOK AT THAT!

 

Mihawk and Shanks are now tied! X3

One vote for our Warlord Swordsman and another for our Yonko~

 

WHO WILL BE NEXT I WONDER?!

 

FIND OUT! NEXT TIME ON STRONG!! XD

 

THANK YOU THOSE WHO HAVE VOTED AND COMMENTED! THEY ARE VERY APPRECIATED!! XD

 

HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!!! XD

 

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**FANART CORNER**

 

FANART found on Wattpad

 

 

Chapter 14: It’s Been Awhile

Summary:

You reminisce.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

It barely took you a few minutes before you were frowning to yourself, wondering why you were doing this again.

 

I'm starting to think I'm too nice.

 

You thought to yourself, (e/c) eyes checking to see if the marines were still trying to find the Straw Hats that somehow disappeared from view before you used Kamisori to go into the Tower where Lucci was.

 

You managed to gather Kaku and Kalifa too, them being conscious as you deposited them onto your boat. Wondering why you were here only for you to tell them to be quiet and if they spot the others, to try to signal them to come to your boat. Kaku's eyes assessing with a frown that shouldn't be there with Kalifa seeming to be in thought when you stated you're going towards Lucci, hand keeping the blanket covering her bare form(you didn't even want to know what happened with that). Eyes behind glasses regarding you before hiding a smile behind her hand, which you didn't pay attention to as you moved on.

 

Why am I doing this? Really...

 

You thought as you landed by Lucci's unconscious body. Before you picked him up, you noticed the scar on his tanned back. The one that was practically a brand of the World Government symbol and still the only scar he's gotten based on what you can tell from his upper half alone.

 

It was less scarred then before. You reaching a hand towards it, to actually feel it's smoothness compared to before only to pull back.

 

You only smiling wryly, you touching your own scar on your left cheek in memory instead.

 

You though of a cream left outside a door. To heal and restore. To say bye.

 

He's been using it. That damn proud and sadistic cat actually has been using that cream you gave to him long ago.

 

"Heh..." You couldn't help but release, eyes behind your cap being half lidded and enigmatic. "You...really are a bastard..."

 

You picked him up gently, not wanting to move him that much because of his bloody injuries, throwing his arm around your shoulder and keeping a hand on his waist. You heard him growl, you glanced at him to see his eyes half lidded and open. Staring at you.

 

Those eyes.

 

He's asking why again.

 

You know he is. He's given that look to you before when the both of you were still a team. When the both of you were partners. Just two young teenagers that became young adults, stuck together whether they wanted to or not.

 

When you were still in CP9.

 

The organization that causes you to wake up with a cold sweat, tears threatening to fall as a result of your nightmares. Still to this day, that makes the space under your eyes look a tad more sunken at times. Learning to live with little sleep.

 

The organization that made your mind and memories a blur each time you looked at your hands, those bloody hands. Those, those very bloody hands. That would stick with red and stunk of copper and it felt as if your mouth was coated with it when you would bite your tongue. To not talk back. To keep your mouth shut or everything you wanted will go down to the shithole and everything you did at that point would've been for naught if you spoke up.

 

The organization that made you realize how the world works.

 

But...

 

Despite all of this...

 

You thought of the odd conversations you had with the other members, them having small smiles and smirks. While others gave big chortles or huge laughs. Of odd haiku's that made no sense, of feeding the watchdog's because "they're hungry!", of gossip not quite being whispered to your ear but a loud mutter, of a manicured hand around a martini glass and words of being a woman assassin, of a irritated expression when the purple booger mentioned hating baseball, of a ship in a bottle hidden in a room not quite under the bed as if ashamed but not wishing to be. The times where you actually let out those rare smiles, and chuckles. With Lucci smirking next to you. Even if it was sadistically.

 

You thought of campfires. The scent of wood, the sound of crackling fire and fish being cooked and pierced by two sticks. Hattori cooing.

 

You recalled once more of biting your tongue. Never saying what you wished. Not saying what you mean. How long it took you to even admit what you're about to say to yourself.

 

You thought of a promise.

 

You gave him a soft smile as you adjusted him so you can carry him easier. Dark eyes seeming to focus more in attention on you when your hand on his waist moved more to his abdomen at the adjustment.

 

"Because, dear Lucci, you're my comrade." You whispered with conviction and assurance. Back then, you weren't sure why you did the things you did for Lucci. You weren't sure at all.

 

You just knew it was because you saw him as a comrade. But you didn't know why. Why you saw the sadistic man as a friend. Why him? The one who loved to kill and fight? Reveled in it?

 

Except, for comrades, why should there be a reason?

 

You don't need reasons for being friends with someone, you just are.

 

That's what it means.

 

Your smile widened, your eyes closing as you gave the exhausted Lucci a bright smile.

 

"Cause you're my friend!"

 

Lucci's eyes widened in shock and surprise, and then slowly closed again. This time however, a small twitch of the lips was plastered on his face.

 

The quiet silence with a warmth on your back.

 

You blinked, eyes darting towards his sleeping expression, his body drooping  more on you as his breaths turned slow and heavy.

 

...what a stupid man.

 

Your lips twitched subconsciously despite the thought. Widening when you heard a flutter of wings and the feel of something landing on your cap, Hattori doing a sad Coo. You told Hattori to hang in there before strengthening the hold around him and keeping yourself upright as you started to drag him to the huge hole on the wall of the Tower.

 

You need to get him down there without jostling him too much. His broken ribs can worsen.

 

"Oi! What, you decided to throw that shit cat off the cliff finally?!" You blinked, turning back to see Blueno using his Open Door ability behind you and Jabra stepping out of it with a scowl and a fist raised in front of him, shaking it. Blueno looked like he didn't want to be here for this as he raised his eyes skyward. "Well, I don't care who you became or your weird relationship with that guy—but know this! I'm the only one that gets to kill that shitbag and not you!" At this point, Jabra reached in front of you and was pointing right at your nose. Your eyes crossed at it. "And I'm definitely not gonna just throw him off towards the devilish sea! The shitty cat is gonna be tortured by me first and show felines everywhere that—"

 

Jabra kept going on a tangent, your lips slowly growing as he went on before letting out a snort.

 

"What's so funny?!" Jabra asked, you only shaking your head as you adjusted Lucci's arm around you.

 

"Nice to see you too, Jabra." Jabra froze, doing a little sputter before he released a "Tch!" and scratched the back of his tied back head, kicking at the ground once. You could hear him mumbling something about "you too" or that he guesses they can both end Lucci, but the sick bastard might like it than but you turned your attention towards Fukuro who also stepped out the Open Door. Hattori flying away from your head and pecking at a yelling irritated Jabra now. Fukuro blinked his eyes in a way that made him appear like an owl with how wide they were. "Ah...Fukuro...long time no—"

 

The sound of a zip opening.

 

"Chapapapa! (Y/N)! Do I have stuff to tell you!" Fukuro said cheeringly. Blueno's, Kumadori's(who was still behind Blueno on the other side), and even the now freshly scratched Jabra along with Hattori snapped their heads over. "I missed you! Actually, everybody felt the Tower more empty now that you were gone! Jabra missed pranking on Lucci with you!"

 

"H-Hey!"

 

Fukuro went on, not seeming to care how everyone's eyes seemed to bore into him to watch his words while you stared at him incredulously.

 

"But you should've seen Lucci, he barely even wanted to take cat naps up at the roof any—"

 

Jabra grabbed Fukuro's cheek harshly, making Fukuro making a strangled "Chapapapa" before Jabra zipped his mouth back up.

 

"Don't say things you don't—I mean—" Jabra turned towards you, an odd nervous scowl on his face. Him gesturing towards Fukuro while still holding his cheek harshly. "He clearly still likes gossip. Don't pay him any mind. He just really likes rumors and spreading them." Jabra squeezed, smile turning threatening and not at all fitting his face as ticks formed. "Don't you Fukuro...?! DON'T THINK I FORGOT ABOUT THE GATHERINE THING!"

 

You shook your head, before Kumadori jumped out the Open Door and doing a pose. His hand out while the other was behind him holding his staff, one leg bent and the other straight as he held one eye in a prolonged wink.

 

"Yoyoi!" Kumadori exclaimed. "All this talk of lost love needs a haiku—"

 

"No it doesn't!" Jabra bellowed.

 

"—of the most despaired variety. It goes like this." Kumadori took a breath and closed his eyes, pink thick hair like a mane moving in the wind as you stared blankly at the man. How does he still have energy? Didn't he get beat up? "This is only I, thinking of you and smiles, Sacred memories."

 

Kumadori opened his eyes, smiling like a maniac and staring at everyone unexpectedly.

 

"..."

 

"That...was..." you said, looking in thought as Hattori was on your head once more, appearing as if it was patting under its eyes for tears with a wing.

 

"That may have been your best," Blueno conceded in a monotone, assessing Kumadori. Or was it appraisal?

 

A zip opened.

 

"I have to spread that everywhere now! I'll make sure to tell Lucci too when he—" A slap to the mouth by Jabra as he seemed to be having a tough time, face morphed into a discomforted scowl.

 

"I..." Jabra scratched at his cheek, before shrugging, beginning to pick his nose with his pinky as he turned his back to everyone. "It was okay."

 

The wolf Zoan's voice sounded tense, almost tremulous. His shoulders seeming to be shaking and his hand seemed to either move deeper into his nose or covering his face.

 

You and the others blinked. Hattori moving to fly overhead and fly by Jabra only to cry out: "Crying! Crying!"

 

You blinked again.

 

"Jabra's crying...?!"

 

"N-No!" Jabra blubbered, clearly not crying as fat tears went down his face as he squatted down to the ground. "I—I—there's just shit in my eye!"

 

"Yoyoi, Jabra!" Kumadori sniffed, wiping a stray tear as he drew close to Jabra and away tree down with him, putting a hand to the Zoan's back. "I did not think...to see the day where my poetry went through to you...! You must've really loved Gatherine!"

 

"S-shut up!" Jabra cried, breaking down even further as you moved slowly away until you, Fukuro, and Blueno were staring at them blankly. If one would look, one would spot Lucci's brow twitching in irritation at his coma state hearing the wolf blubber as you held him. What a miracle! "T-That bitch...who does she think...she is...?! Breaking up with me...for...for that shitty cat of all people!"

 

Kumadori put his hands on Jabra's shoulders, shaking him.

 

"No! You—" Kumadori's voice was thick, tears falling from his own black eye-lined eyes. "You deserve someone better, Jabra! Have hope and not fall to loss!"

 

"Really?!"

 

"Yoyoi!"

 

They both looked at each other, starting to bawl loudly as they held each other, cheek to cheek.

 

Fukuro leaned heavily towards an unamused Blueno, unzipping the corner of his lips to whisper to the bull haired man's ear. You too focused on the odd scene, a spotlight seeming to appear on the two while the rest of the environment was dark in dramatically effect.

 

"I bet if I tell him what I heard on how Lucci responded, he'll feel better."

 

"I doubt that," Blueno deadpanned.

 

This is a lot more dramatic than I thought it would be. Despite this, you can't help but wonder who they're talking about. Who wants to date Lucci anyways?

 

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In a Friendly Marine WarShip holding islanders of Enies Lobby rescued from Buster Call

 

A woman with ridiculously high and protruding cheekbones that can surely cut someone if they attempted to kiss her cheeks, had a handkerchief between exaggerated thick and big lips, large eyes with dark pupils in tears.

 

I can't believe it ended like this! Gatherine thought, sharp features turning sharper as she cried quite messily in her cabin. The island is gone, my job is gone, but most importantly...

 

Gatherine thought of a dark gaze that matched the tall, dark, and handsome that came back from Water 7.

 

I lost my future husband! Gatherine clenched her teeth around her handkerchief, pulling it as she did so. There's no way those rumors about him and that now pirate trash all those years ago whispered in the gossip groups are true. But than why did he deny me?!

 

Gatherine thought back to when she broke up with that mangy ugly mutt after she noticed the handsome man that is Lucci-kun come out the train, his hair that must be like silk billowing in the wind. And than having a difficult time trying to track him down before seeing him walk down the halls to reach what Gatherine believed was his room. Her blue empty eyes seeming to sparkle as they travelled up and down in his wonderfully suited form, only ruined by that bird on his shoulder.

 

But it's fine, she could change that. She can make a man do anything for she's the most beautiful in Enies Lobby! She can just tell him to get rid of that diseased pest so they can freely be happy together with no concern of white stains.

 

Well... some white stains.

 

Gatherine had her plan in place, a charming smile on her lips that looked plastered on her face as she cleared her throat behind him. Only for him to keep walking. When clearing her throat again, albeit louder, didn't do anything she gracefully walked quickly and started to walk beside him. Trying to catch his attention again but he must've not seen her, his nose seeming to crinkle cutely before his long legs made longer strides along the floor that made him appear as if he was wading and not walking!

 

It took for her to run and stop in front of him, hands on her voluptuous hips and a smile still on her face despite the sweat on her skin for him to finally stop. The mere sound of quiet embodying the hall now there are no footsteps made Gatherine feel tension.

 

Which had to be sexual tension! He was staring so harshly at her, as if he wanted to take her right now~!

 

Gatherine ignored the bird, who stared at her with pupil-less eyes before releasing a Coo that sounded like a dismissal a he turned his head up before proceeding to clean his feathers.

 

She mentioned how she saw him earlier, how powerful he looked coming out of that train with that Devil Child in tow. How he must've gotten much attention in Water 7 but he's back home now and certain prospects are available for him to exclusively use. She made sure to lower her voice, tone seductive and eyelashes fluttering as she mentioned that he's a great man that would give no attention to a pirate offspring, calling him "Lucci-kun" as she did so with a hand reaching towards his chest that Gatherine knows holds ripples and tantalizing muscles.

 

Lucci's eyes seemed to darken before she couldn't see it anymore underneath his top hat, his form moving past her with smooth cold words.

 

"I don't cohort with someone that sleeps with dogs."

 

It made Gatherine's smile freeze on her face, the flying pest repeating "Cohort~!" a few times before saying "Waste~!" a couple more before they disappeared around a corner. Leaving Gatherine wondering of rumors that have to be impossible because who would sleep with a pirate bitch?! And choose you over her?!

 

"I don't cohort with someone that sleeps with dogs."

 

The words still repeat in her head even now!

 

Gatherine tightened her hold on her handkerchief, balling it in her fist before her empty eyes turned aflame.

 

I'll get you, pirate pest! And that mangy bird too!

 

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You and Hattori sneezed, your boat sailing next to the others on the train tracks to head to St. Poplar. Lucci's body near you and laying on the ground face up to not move him too much.

 

Kumadori telling you bless you and you giving a small thanks as you rubbed your nose in mild confusion. You felt the others stares keep glancing at you, Kaku as well who was on your boat along with a now covered Kalifa due to Jabra donating his shirt to her. Their stares seeming to want to question you but holding back for whatever reason as they left the destroyed Enies Lobby behind.

 

Good riddance.

 

You may recall a handful of nice moments, but that island is not one you call home.

 

Back when they were at the island and Kumadori and Jabra recovered from their...breakdown, Bleuno wanted to ask you something than to. Only to meet your eyes and how gently yet firmly you were holding Lucci before he shook his head and used his Devil fruit ability to go back to your boat and start their travel. It would've been faster if you used Geppo against the water as you held your boat, feet kicking, but that would mean piling all their bodies on boat in a dog pile which would've been uncomfortable. Something that Kaku pointed out despite you mentioning the idea.

 

You finally landed in St. Poplar by the empty barren shores, helping Lucci out while the others assisted with Kaku and Kalifa. You placing Lucci carefully against a rock wall, his body leaning heavily against it and his head bowed.

 

"What are you doing?" Blueno, the first to finally ask as the others stared at you in quiet assessment and confusion.

 

You glanced at him, a neutral expression on your face.

 

"I dropped you guys off in the nearest island by the now destroyed Enies Lobby. If I didn't, all of you would've drowned. Well, most. You guys seemed to have woken up just in time before they would've sunken you along with the island."

 

Jabra's expression twisted, glancing away as he seemed to mutter Spandam's name with clenched fist before meeting your gaze once more.

 

"Why would you care?" Jabra sneered from his place. You glanced at him, the other CP9 members all waiting for a response, except for Lucci who was unconscious. "I remember how it was for you back than. It wasn't that long ago. You didn't grow up with us like we did in Guanhao, but we could tell based on your expressions and how you spoke you despised the work."

 

"Indeed," Kalifa interjected reaching for glasses that weren't there to be fixed, her hand falling, "you hate us. You despise us, what do you want from us? To perhaps kill us yourself?"

 

You sighed and scratched the back of your head, looking skyward.

 

"You guys are idiots."

 

Jabra and Kumadori seemed to take offense to that, as well Kalifa. If their offended expressions and yell of protests had anything to do with it. You don't get them. They were all just acting like idiots with you a bit ago. Well, Fukuro did. But Fukuro always seems eager to tell you things.

 

You pointedly looked at all of them, shutting them up with a look.

 

"I don't hate you guys. I never did."

 

And it was true. If you did, you would've left them. If you did, you would've left them to die.

 

If you did, then you knew you wouldn't care.

 

But you did care.

 

At their surprised gazes, you walked towards the sat up and unconscious Lucci, them letting you.

 

"Lucci needs a doctor. I've been to this island before. Also pretty good food..." You assessed him. You lightly touched his shoulders with the squared X's, you in thought as you looked at him.  "It should help you guys for now and get you guys back on your feet. You guys need to heal too and find some money to help with that."

 

Lucci always looked peaceful when he slept. You smirked at your thought as you pulled your hand back, and called out to the others to give Lucci a message when he wakes up.

 

"Tell him, 'You've been using it.'" Kalifa nodded and said they will tell it to him once he gets his treatment, you nodded gratefully towards her with a smile. Kalifa jumping in shock at the look towards her.

 

(Y/N)'s gaze then went towards Kaku. Who all this time has been silent and appeared to be brooding with a frown. A look that you recalled all those years ago but wished to remain in the past once you saw how free he looked in Water 7.

 

A bottled ship incomplete.

 

"You know Kaku, nothing's wrong with smiling or laughing sometimes." You said with a smile, Kaku glanced away from your gaze.

 

"I don't know what you're talking about Silver Blood." You slowly walked towards him, the long nosed man still not looking at you as you squatted in front of him. You turned his face towards your soft one with your finger, a questioning look on the young assassin's face.

 

"An assassin doesn't have to be cold all the time. A smile suits you so much better." Kaku's eyes widened as you gently let go of his chin, and walked towards your boat. Feeling the sense of a dream and a house at sea once more.

 

Jabra's glanced towards Kaku, who was looking at your form with a slowly forming soft gaze.

 

"Hey, you shouldn't look at her like that. She's Lucci's." Jabra's whispered to the new Zoan user, who only gave a shrug and a smile in response. It made Jabra want to smack him but instead he angrily whispered, "Fine, go ahead and get clawed, you know it all square giraffe!"

 

Kaku frowned at him.

 

"I like giraffes."

 

Jabra made a noise between disgust and a chortle, before your turned towards them in a wave.

 

"Can't wait to fight, Lucci! I'll be waiting!"

 

They all nodded, with Kumadori and Fukuro being the only one's who waved back. You didn't miss how Kaku gave you a thumbs up, something that made your smile widen as you turned your back towards them to face the incoming adventure. A sudden thought dawned on you however.

 

"Oi! Make sure you guys stay away from that bastard Spandam!"  From his character, you had a sneaking suspicion he would likely blame CP9 instead of himself on what happened with the Straw Hats and Enies Lobby. That's how that weak bastard was. If he didn't already. "He might pull a fast one on you guys."

 

Jabra gave a loud scoff as Blueno gave a slow nod.

 

"He already did. Me and Jabra had to watch ourselves as we maneuvered around the ruins. Soldiers were after us for being the reason the Buster Call was called and endangering everyone," Blueno slowly explained in his deep baritone. "Spandam is putting his mistake onto us."

 

"That man..." Kalifa gritted her teeth, moving to fix glasses that weren't there before lowering her hand. "That is sexual harassment of the highest caliber."

 

"Chapapapapa! Are we surprised? We know the kind of man Spandam is! Remember the puppy incident, Jabra?"

 

"Tch! Don't remind me! That little..." Jabra lifted both his hands, making a gesture as he envisioned Spandam between his hands to choke him and take that sick mocking grin out. "He's so having shit coming to him!"

 

"Yoyoi!" Kumadori interrupted, appearing in thought as he tapped his staff to his chin, one eyes in a permanent wink. "Guess there shouldn't be respect to the leader after all! But..." Kumadori suddenly kneeled and there were cherry blossoms that swayed in the breeze that came out of now where. "What shame! I must commit seppuku for following a man like that! I can...finally see my mother...!" Kumadori cried as he took one of Kaku's swords to thrust into his stomach only to bounce off with the use of Tekkai. "Ah! I'm alive!"

 

"If you're gonna die, commit to it!" Jabra yelled with ticks.

 

"Don't be so harsh, Jabra." Kaku said gently, already lips being quirked to placate. "We just have to make a plan when Lucci awakens on what to do about Spandam."

 

You were quietly thinking to yourself as the ex-CP9 agents went on, how you were right on the money with the type of man Spandam is. You gritted your teeth, your anger seeming to catch the attention of Kaku and Jabra for a moment due to it seeming to roll off of you before you tried to calm yourself down. Although it was difficult.

 

That man, you thought with jaw so tight you might actually break a tooth one day, has always been the worst.

 

You shook yourself, believing they can handle it. They've come this far after all and are still strong despite the Straw Hat's capabilities.

 

You turned to your boat, knowing that they just have to go to the hospital and pay the hospital fees to heal themselves and—

 

A stumbling lamb. A missed home run. A ship in a bottle half finished. Wooden clogs tapping off beat. A cape that's red unnaturally. Zipper caught.

 

You stopped. Your eyes staring at your boat that moved along the waves with a hard to read expression. Karasu was glinting on your hip, impatient and needy while Kuroi ten'nosabaki was under the sun, not doing anything at all besides being patient.

 

It...really has been awhile...

 

You turned. Your roving eyes meeting confused expressions of CP9 and an unconscious Lucci, only to grow more when you plastered a casual smirk with a hand to your hip.

 

"Despite the cat bastard being stubborn, he really needs a doctor. And ya'll being nothing but useless assassins—"

 

"Oi!" Jabra and Fukuro called.

 

"—you need some help with money. And since I've been here before..." You grin, arms going to the back of your head as you tapped the tip of your boot twice. "Guess I gotta show you guys around."

 

They blinked. And blinked once more, Kaku eye's widening and shining.

 

"Really?!"

 

"Yo-YoYoi," Kumadori looked like he was in the brink of tears. "Teardrops on my face, happiness soaring and true, you really have changed...!"

 

"Can you shut your blubbering mouth already?!" Jabra demanded, scowling as you kept smiled albeit with a small sweatdrop at Kumadori's antics.

 

"Chapapa!" Fukuro clapped his hands, hopping with one foot and than the other. "Lucci will like this."

 

Your smile turned mild as you walked past them, face turned towards the ground and avoiding Lucci's body that Blueno grabbed and tossed over his shoulder.

 

"I'm not staying till he wakes up."

 

CP9 blinked at you once more, you going towards your boat that you docked and tied with rope. Grabbing a small bag of money that you have and turning back. Kalifa watching you thoughtfully as you kept your gaze pointedly to the ground, hand to her chin. Before her gaze went towards Lucci's unconscious body as you explained to the others that you'll cover accommodations for them until they all can gather money for Lucci's hospital bill, Kalifa glancing back at you. Blueno speaking up as they began to all walk towards the center of the island of the Gourmet Country—Pucci, that with Kalifa's and Kaku's new Devil Fruit abilities they can make entertainment and help with mass cleaning.

 

Your eyes widened as you turned towards both of them. Kalifa fixing her assessing gaze as she took in your expressive face.

 

"What?! You guys have Devil Fruits now?!" At Kaku's proud little smile and Kalifa's nod, speaking of the horrible taste. Adding they received it when they came back to Enies Lobby. "Dang...good thing I got you guys before the whole island got completely turned over, huh? Y'all would've died."

 

CP9 blinked, mostly Fukuro, Kumadori and Jabra reacting the most with wide eyes at your concern and sincerity. They aren't used to how you've changed through the years. You grew distant and slightly standoffish when you were a part of them. Only appearing to act more animated with Lucci around. How you were when you first arrived.

 

Huh, Jabra thought and waved away the shock quickly as he focused back onto walking. Instead shouting at you they would've figured something out anyways with you only smirking and answering with "whatever you say", your gaze still down and not paying attention to where you're going. So this is the real you? Did the cat shit know?

 

Jabra got cut off from his thoughts that made his brows furrow from being lost in memory to when you left and how exactly you achieved it when they reached the city. You hitting your head against the pole and making you wince, but keeping your head and gaze down still. The action repeating with you bumping into civilians and the ex-CP9 members can only stare at you weirdly.

 

"Eh, (Y/N)," Kaku called from behind you kindly, you tilting your head slightly to show you heard as he continued with a confused small smile. "What are you doing?"

 

"I'm keeping my eyes down," you answer simply, almost biting your tongue when your head bumped harshly into another pole. "OW!"

 

"I've noticed you have been doing that since you collected the money," Kalifa pointed out, reaching fix her glasses needlessly only to once again be reminded they were lost. She lowered her hand and hoped no one noticed. "And your gaze keeps avoiding Blueno and Lucci."

 

"I've noticed it as well," Blueno added, as you kept walking and bumping into people and muttering sorry or saying "Ow" when you bump into a pole or a random decorative tree that was in the middle of the street for whatever reason. Pretty stupid really. "You're avoiding gazing at Lucci."

 

Kaku blinked, frowning as he stared at the back of your bowed head, your hands in your pockets casually as you walked to a tavern or motel to put down their stuff.

 

"I can't look at him anymore." Their brows furrowed at your quiet yet resolute answer. Fukuro, ever the nosy one, asking why. You stared down at your combat boots as you walked, observing offhandedly the cracks and crevices of this cobblestone road, a knowing smile playing on your lips. "He wouldn't like it. Not like this."

 

Kalifa's eyes widened, her finally connecting what she observed earlier.

 

To not see him weak like this. Beaten. My, Kalifa couldn't help but smile, hiding a chuckle behind her hand as you knocked into another pole. They both have always been ridiculous.

 

Blueno seeming to share the thought as he turned his eyes momentarily skyward. Ignoring as Fukuro made a pleased sound that promises trouble later if they don't make sure he keeps his mouth shut and Kumadori's hair moving wildly at your words.

 

Jabra's brows furrowed even more, creating lines across his face as he thought long and hard. Before scoffing, not sure if he wanted to laugh or just keep grinning, feral. He is so going to poke at the cat shit later.

 

Kaku blinked, glancing between Lucci's unconscious body and the back of your head. Before something clicked as he moved to start walking next to you and help guide you to not hit anything else. You thanking him but he only lifted his bloodied lips in one side, hand flicking his cap upwards.

 

"You wouldn't like it either." Your eyes went to Kaku's knowing ones, a soft earthy brown. "Right, (Y/N)?"

 

You huffed out your nose, lips up.

 

"No. I'd hate it too."

 

Kaku's smile widened, able to read you and you seeming to not mind. Your own smile widening at how Kaku's smile could be quite bright.

 

"You're taking my words seriously I see!" You laughed, elbowing his side and making Kaku double over, injuries still clear as he flinched with a hand going to side. You panicked. "Ah! Sorry!"

 

Kaku huffed a laugh, waving away your apologies and only glancing down at you with a pained smile. Yet your brows furrowed when you spotted a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

 

"Now you just need to take mine, seriously. Perhaps when we get new clothes besides these torn ones?" Kaku made a show to pinch his scuffed and bloody jacket from his battle.

 

You recognizing what he meant with a small flush as you turned away, crossing your arms.

 

"My clothes are fine! They're not torn like yours anyways!"

 

"Is that not part of your old uniform for us? Perhaps a change may be nice."

 

"Why is everybody always on my style?! I like it! It's comfortable and I'm used to it!"

 

Kalifa came to your other side, her eyes seeming to flash knowingly.

 

"An outfit to show more of your appeal can help you in the long run. Although it wouldn't match mine obviously."

 

"Wha—?! WHO ASKED YOU?!"

 

"Gyaaa ha ha ha! Let's do it! Kalifa, dress (Y/N) again!" Jabra added unhelpfully.

 

"Yoyoi! The return of the deadly flower is a worthy venture to do once more!"

 

"Is this necessary at the moment?" Blueno deadpanned.

 

"Lame~. Chapapapa, it's no fun if Lucci isn't awake. He was quite affected last time for that mission."

 

Everyone outside of you gave Fukuro a glare, Kaku adding a frown towards the man.

 

At least I wasn't as obvious as Lucci when that happened, Kaku resisted the urge to scratch his nose at the memory of you in the skin tight slitted dress for the mission. He couldn't stop the heat to his cheeks though. If only she would be more comfortable in that type of attire...

 

"I don't know what you guys are talking about. He hated it. Could barely look my way and talk to me face to face—he just kept ignoring me! The bastard!" You clenched your fists in the memory, wishing to punch it away. "So annoying!"

 

Affected, everyone thought with a deadpan and a sweatdrop.

 

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It soon started to rain, you and the others quickly getting a room at a tavern for at least Lucci to rest. You knocking into tables and chairs, even the countertop to avoid staring at the Neko's body. You didn't care for the weird looks from others or the exasperated ones from CP9, only thanking Kaku if he helped guide you quick enough. You rather him rest anyways as well, he's the worst injured outside of Lucci.

 

You were outside the door of the room, Fukuro and Kaku within resting while the others went out even in the rain to collect money to be admitted to the hospital here. Your arms were crossed as you leaned against the wooden wall, your blouse soaked through once more due to the downpour. You already did your best on wringing it out. Same with your shorts. Although you were uncomfortable in your combat boots, you can handle it.

 

There's worse things than being wet.

 

"Just how you are eager to get wet once more I imagine."

 

You flushed, before waving the memory away.

 

Stupid reptile, you thought with an annoyed scowl. What a weird memory to be brought up. But that reminds me...

 

You straightened, you glancing away to the hallway where it'll lead back to the bar. Maybe they might have a newspaper.

 

Only for a small blanket on the corner of your vision appear. You glanced at Kaku who held it out to you with a smile.

 

"This can help you dry off, (Y/N)." You gave him a smile of your own, saying your thanks and wrapping the blanket around your shoulders tightly. Rubbing it on your arms as Kaku's smile seemed to widen at how warm you look now, moving to stand at the other side of the slightly open door to the room with his arms crossed. Kaku glanced towards the room before looking back at you as you rubbed your face on the blanket, muttering praises to it but he didn't pay any mind. Besides you looking cute doing that. "Say...I have an inquiry..."

 

You gave him a questioning stare. Kaku's brows seeming to furrow as he went to open his mouth.

 

Would anything have made you stay? Kaku moved his mouth closed, before sighing as he shook his head with a unfeeling smile. Instead fixing you with a melancholic gaze and lips quirked to match.

 

"We missed you."

 

You blinked, eyes widening in surprise and cheeks slightly flushing before you released a laugh. It made Kaku's lips form genuinely at the sound.

 

"That's not a question!"

 

"I know. I just wanted to say it."

 

"Still pretty blunt with your words, eh? Careful you don't start a fight with Jabra like that. You know how he is."

 

Kaku let out a chuckle, hand rubbing the back of his neck.

 

"Jabra finds any excuse to start a fight. You should've seen him when Fukuro compared all our Doriki's. Upset that I gained strength during my time away. Said some nonsense that strength is only about physical."

 

"...was he calling himself smart?"

 

Kaku only grinned and you laughed at that, Kaku staring at how you kept the blanket bunched around you as your shoulders shook.

 

It's fine either way. I like seeing you like this. Compared to before. You look more...Kaku stared as you cleared a happy tear from your eyes, mentioning something or other about Jabra sure hasn't changed and the others haven't either. Free.

 

He wonders if he can ask you for a sword lesson for old times sake, however. The stray thought brought stray memories of how close you would get to guide him on when to parry or do a feint, hand over his and chest pressing against his back.

 

Kaku's ears flushed red at his thoughts as he tried to get his bearings and add to the conversation without outwardly stuttering.

 

A nosy lone eye behind the door though, with hand to zipped lips, watched and listened eagerly to the conversation.

 

Hattori cooed next to his master, slight nudging of a feathered head to a tanned hand before settling once more.

 

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Soon after that, the others came back and it was Fukuro's and Kaku's turn to earn money. You don't mind leaving the others, they'll be fine. You just want to see exactly what Kaku's Devil Fruit power is as they went back into the rain towards the main plaza where there's a lot of foot traffic.

 

And you weren't disappointed!

 

"You're a giraffe?!" You exclaimed.

 

Kaku, who was transformed to his animal form and not his mixed one as he let kids slide on his neck for some dollar, looked down at you.

 

"I like giraffes," Kaku said instinctively. He couldn't help it due to Jabra's words and laughing at him. He knows you aren't the type to do something like that but...

 

His eyes widened at your next words.

 

"When everybody is done, it's my turn!" You said with a small bounce on your step, making a puddle of rain splash under your boots. "I want to slide down too!"

 

Kaku's giraffe cheeks flushed. Your expression practically shining up at his face.

 

A zip that kept zipping open and closed from kids, forced itself open despite a kids complaint.

 

"Only kids get rides, Chapapapa!"

 

You made a face.

 

"That's not nice! I want a ride too!"

 

Kaku will not faint. He will not.

 

His cheeks will redden further however and he wants to hide behind his cap.

 

"I'm telling Lucci."

 

Your face formed into confusion.

 

"What does he have to do with this?"

 

"Shut up, Fukuro." Kaku muttered, giraffe face trying to hide under his small cap to no avail. He's trying not to scare the kids away by glaring at Fukuro either. "You won't say anything."

 

"Why not—"

 

Kaku pointedly stared at the child that Fukuro ignored to speak and not let them play with his unique mouth.

 

"You get a free slide if you manage to get his zipper stuck."

 

"Ehhhh?!" Fukuro squeaked in his high voice.

 

The child replied with a hand up.

 

"Make it five, mister."

 

Kaku sweatdropped.

 

"A hard bargain. But acceptable."

 

"I want to do it too!" A child piped up with a hand raised.

 

"Me too! I can make it stuck!"

 

"Yeah! I got my zipper stuck one time when I tried peeing and my mom had to—"

 

"Shush, child!" The mother shouted with an embarrassed expression.

 

"Kaku! Stop this!"

 

Kaku stared at the mob of children and offering more money to do the mission of shutting Fukuro up. Still sweatdropping but smiling to himself.

 

"I'm afraid I can't. They've already paid."

 

"Chapapapa! No—" Zip closed. Zip open. "I can't go without gossiping—" Zip closed. Zip open. "I-I—Fine! I won't say anything to Lucci but—" Zip closed. Zip halfway open only to close quick again. An attempt to make it stuck. "Chapaaa~! Fine! Not anyone! Please—"

 

"I'm sorry, Fukuro." Kaku said a little too seriously. "A mission given should be completed."

 

"Chapapapa—"

 

"Man," you said, scratching the back of your neck as you stared at the mob of kids trying to shut Fukuro up. Good luck with that really. The sight did make you slightly laugh though at how the kids climbed atop of him and brought him to the ground. "You sure made a good plan to get more money, Kaku!" Kaku only smiled as he let kids slide down his long elongated neck due to his transformation. You staring up at him seriously, holding a finger up as rain continues to pour on them. "I still want one too though."

 

"A-Ah, Hai."

 

You beamed and Kaku felt himself starting to grow more and more determined to not listen to Jabra's words.

 

If Lucci won't be truthful, than I will. Kaku determined. Only growing more when they received the money and everyone left. Fukuro too tired to get up even though no one managed to get his mouth fully closed and permanently. Kaku letting you slide down his neck, but this time in his half Zoan and half human form due to the length of his neck being longer and "More fun to slide!" based on your words. Listening to your joyous laughter all the while as you asked to go again and Kaku couldn't help but say yes even though he was tired from his injuries. Still. He can't say no. I didn't understand back than...but I know why you did what you did with that phone call, Lucci. Even if you perhaps couldn't admit it yourself.

 

Kaku really thinks you were always supposed to look like this. As you laugh with arms raised to the dark pouring sky as you went down once more.

 

And when you asked afterwords as they went back what made him get the idea to receive money due to being a giraffe, Kaku easily replied that a green haired swordsman mentioned a zoo, you chuckled. Smirking that appeared more like a grin due to the flash of teeth but he doesn't know what else to call it as you said easily that sounds like something the brooding swordsman would say. Reminding you of someone.

 

Kaku got the sense, that maybe he should be mindful with you.

 

The rumors may have some truth after all.

 

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Once they finally admitted Lucci to the hospital, and them able to get extra cash to get clothes and food, they talk about watches for Lucci and there should be a person each shift.

 

You raised a hand, outside the hospital room that the others were in but able to be seen by the doorway. The doctors and nurses able to stabilize Lucci for now until they go do their rounds.

 

"I can have night shift. I'll be outside by his window on the roof to keep Hattori company."

 

"The whole shift?" Jabra questioned, bewildered as he leaned against medical equipment only to almost fall. He ignored the others glares as he righted the equipment and cleared his throat. "You gonna wake one of us up in the middle of the night to get you?"

 

"That's the safest bet," Kalifa commented, fixing her glasses from her seat next to Lucci. "You will need your rest."

 

You shook your head even though you knew they couldn't see you. Your eyes roving over the hospital hallways, the antiseptic solutions that anyone could tell they were in a hospital making your nose itch. You hate hospitals.

 

"Nah. I don't sleep much either way. Ain't a big deal."

 

"Yoyoi! Than wouldn't it be best if you came into the room and got comfortable in a chair, (Y/N)?" Kumadori asked from his spot on the foot of the unconscious Lucci's bed. "The rain could come again if you stay outside! Surely it's fine now since Lucci is now in the hospital? He's hidden in blankets!"

 

A zip.

 

"Not that hidden. But he does have a lot of bandages. I heard the doctor said Lucci broke a lot of ribs and had internal bleeding."

 

It was quiet for a moment. Everyone's moods within the room seeming to be downcast and stony faced.

 

Your head was facing forward, eyes shadowed under your cap.

 

"I won't see anymore than I have. With or without bandages. Defeat," you said, tone knowing, "is not something to be looked upon more than needed."

 

Hattori gave an answering Coo at the window, wings fluttering and CP9 accepted your words and reasoning with different conclusions. Jabra pinching his brows together as he glanced in your direction back towards the bruised and battered Lucci, bandages encircling his raven head and upon his cheeks as well as encircling his bare abdomen. Appearing in deep thought before he got interrupted by Blueno volunteering Jabra to have first watch.

 

Him obviously complaining and you trying hard to not smile even though they couldn't see you as Jabra's refusals brought a concerned nurse to come to see the commotion and for them to not cause a ruckus for the other patients. Everyone immediately putting the blame on Jabra and Kalifa even adding that this is sexual harassment. The nurse's eyes widening as she moved to use a walk-in talkie to bring security to take Jabra to the police for horrible downtrodden behavior. Jabra's cheeks flushing all the while as he demanded for Kalifa to retract her statement only for her to fix her glasses needlessly and making them flash in the light as she stated seriously she retracts nothing.

 

You were outwardly not trying to laugh but couldn't help but guffaw when Jabra was taken away with crossed arms by guards before Kaku finally decided to speak up and say there was a misunderstanding. His old dialect and easy appearance making the nurse calm and Kalifa say she may have meant someone else and not Jabra. It didn't stop Jabra from glaring her way when the security and nurse left, his new clothes dirtied due to being dragged.

 

Blueno saying flatly this all could've been avoided if he didn't make such a fuss. Jabra only grumbling and cursing to himself as he sat on the chair, slouched to the point where he might fall onto the floor due to how low he was in the chair.

 

You added that you'll stay until you believe everything is well. The ex-CP9 member's  raising brows besides Kaku whose smile was wide at the news of you staying longer. The others shaking their heads and shrugging off your words.

 

But you can't help it.

 

You hanging with the others after shifts have switched, you with Blueno, Fukuro, Jabra and Kaku in front of a cafe as you rested your head onto your hand with a (favorite ice cream/sundae/cold dessert) on the table along with the others own chosen treats. Listening to the others trading pokes and prods, adding your own if needed. Including now as Kaku pointed out Jabra taking out the orange slice on the rim of his sundae in disgust.

 

"You should keep your fruit intake, Jabra," Kaku joked, pointing at how careful Jabra was being, Straw within the wolf Zoan's mouth. "You eat too much like a child."

 

"Chapapapa~, even kids like oranges." Fukuro laughed, holding his cup of coffee.

 

"Shut up," Jabra stated with no heat and around the straw, coming out garbled as he placed the orange slice on the napkin beside him.

 

You snorted, head tilting at him, hand to your cheek.

 

"Jabra is more childish than a child. Huh, Jabra? I still remember the pups you would feed back then."

 

Jabra's cheeks colored out of embarrassment, snapping at you with harsh teeth.

 

"Shut up! I don't need you to speak of that!"

 

"Pfft, come on! I'm only joking!"

 

"Yeah, and acting like you weren't the same. Don't forget you helped me sometimes when it came to annoying Lucci."

 

You waved your hand dismissively at him.

 

"Only if they were good. Sometimes you were annoying yourself, ya know. That spam prank was nasty."

 

Something in Jabra's eyes seemed to alight, and then an emotion you couldn't quite catch. Him seeming to study you. You heard him mutter under his breath to what you believe was "You weren't the only one..." but before you could question it, your eyes caught a fry that was going into Kaku's mouth.

 

Kaku took a bite out of the long rectangle shaped food, pausing at your blank look.

 

You looked at the fry.

 

You looked at Kaku's nose.

 

Jabra, who was doing the same thing, glanced at you just as you did the same.

 

As soon as your eyes connected, the both of you guffawed. Tears going down both of your cheeks as Jabra punched the table and you could only hold your stomach.

 

Kaku's cheeks were colored now. He looked like he was pouting, connecting what you two did. It only made you and Jabra laugh more. Blueno lifted the newspaper he was reading closer to his face, but no one can deny his amused eyes. Fukuro couldn't help but join in.

 

"Alright, alright. It is not that humorous," Kaku commented, eyes under his cap looking down at the table.

 

"French fry nose!" Jabra added unhelpfully.

 

"Chapapapa~! Someone might get mistaken and dip it in ketchup!"

 

Kaku only pouted more, mouth to the side as his gaze turned too serious. It made you grin and grab his cheek playfully.

 

"Hey, hey. No need to frown about it! It's cute!"  Kaku's eyes widened, his cheek feeling hotter under your fingers as you kept going with a smile. "Everyone likes fries after all!"

 

You let go of his cheek to turn to Blueno, putting another mouthful of your treat as you did so, mouth holding the spoon. Kaku could only stare and touch his cheek that still felt your touch. You paused from playing around with your spoon Blueno was serious, him laying the newspaper down upon the table.

 

"It seems Spandam relayed to his father his version of the events," Blueno lifted his gaze to meet the others. "He has fully given us the blame about the destruction of Enies Lobby. Although we did fail in defeating the Straw Hats and detaining Nico Robin, he has completely taken himself out as one of the main reasons. Our old director believes him. It seems he will continue to deny his son's transgressions and complete lack of leadership. We should not be surprised if they aim to capture or kill us for this."

 

Spandam, you thought distastefully, jaw tight around the utensil and fists on your lap. Nothing you do surprises me. You are the worst.

 

You shouldn't be surprised by Spandine either, your old director for four years before Spandam came in. Spandine did not treat you like Spandam did, more distant and cold. Perhaps some comments here and there, but it was nothing like what you had to go through with Spandam in charge. You don't how Spandine raised his son, but he needs some parental lessons. Too late now though. Ugh, now you're thinking if Spandam decided to reproduce.

 

Your face twisted into heavy disgust at the thought, almost missing the conversation between the others and dropping your spoon. Their own faces a mix of anger, irritation or thought.

 

"Tch, maybe some of us anyways." Jabra scoffed, harshly biting his straw between his mouth as he glared at his sundae.

 

"True! Chapapapa~! The World Government enjoy using Lucci too much to dispose of him." You stayed silent as Fukuro continued, instead finding the condensation on your own glass treat cup very interesting at the moment. "Can't be called the World's Government Massacre Weapon anymore if he's wanted along with all of us."

 

You poked at a drop of condensation on your treat cup before it slid down to the table, feeling the coolness at the tip of your finger.

 

"It still will not change the measures that will be taken against us." Kaku supplied seriously. "We must perform a plan for counter measures when the time comes. We should not hold disbelief if they might be sending officers after us to this island even now. There are only so many islands we could have escaped to from Enies Lobby. They will narrow it down to here—St. Poplar—or Pucci."

 

You moved you gaze along with the spoon within your mouth to one side, hiding in your inner cheek as you tapped the tip of your boot underneath the table to the ground.

 

"We'll handle it when the time comes," Blueno concluded.

 

You kept silent when you felt their glances at you, especially Kaku's drowning one and Jabra's studying one.

 

Soon after, Kalifa and Kumadori came with the new clothes they bought. You snarking they can finally get out of those all black clothes they seemed to match. Jabra retorting back you didn't have any reason to talk. You couldn't help but he defensive again, and on it went.

 

And they switched watch.

 

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You arrived outside the window with Geppo, black boots touching the clay tiled roof in the night. The city lights were still on, but you knew it would quiet down later on as the hours you will be here will be long. It was cloudy, heavily so and the moon was crescent in the sky, only coming out rarely due to the large clouds. It might rain due to all of it.

 

The window to the hospital room was open but you kept your back to it as you sat, even as you heard a flutter of wings. And a touch to your shoulder with a calm "Coo~" to your ear.

 

Your lips lifted as you pet Hattori's head, the bird's eyes closing in happiness at the touch with various noises coming out of him.

 

"Hey, look what I got Hattori." You reached a hand into your shorts pocket, Hattori tilting his head as he waited to see a small knapsack. Only for his beady eyes to shine once you spilled some beans onto your hand. Him eagerly flying to get some from your hand and you couldn't help but snort. "Yeah. Figured. You know...I think you're the only bird I've met that prefers beans and hate white rice."

 

Hattori didn't pay much attention to your words. Too eager guzzling down your gift to him. Although he was pecking maybe a little too hard out of eagerness, you do not yell at him for it. It's his favorite food after all. But you do put some of   the beans in the roof for him to eat so your hands could be free.

 

You leaned back against them as you stared below at the city of St. Poplar. With its scattered street lamps and some people walking below, heading home or going to any open bars.

 

"...I shouldn't be here." You confess breathily. To who? Hattori? Or the one you're watching that you refuse to actually watch behind you? With machines beeping? If you focus, you can hear his breathing too. You sigh, gaze turning up instead to the dark gray clouds. "You probably think the same...or maybe you don't...it won't matter since I'll leave soon. But, I should've just moved on. I saw everybody. That's all I needed. You guys are strong, you can handle what may come. And smart. The others could've lived off in the woods a little longer with no lodgings. I think...something is wrong with me."

 

You laugh a little bitterly to yourself at that. It even made Hattori pause to look at you, checks stuffed with beans and even one falling as he tilted his head. You only waved dismissively at him and give him a little scratch as you laid down on the roof after laying Kuroi ten'nosabaki beside you, limbs spread. The buster sword quiet and for once, Karasu following it's lead. Silent.

 

"You'll agree with that. Heck...there's many who would." You frown, silent for a few moments. Just staring as the clouds moved ever so slowly, stuck in pace of the wind and no one else's. The wind showing them the way or completely eliminating them. The clouds stuck in the winds will. To perish or to move? "I've...done a lot the past few years...since I left you guys. I didn't tell you everything in Water 7. But," you smile knowingly," you probably knew that too." Your smile fades and it's quiet again.

 

Hattori was now done with the beans you've  brought him, cleaning himself now near your head. You could hear the rhythmic beeping of the machines. You strained to hear for rhythmic breathing as well. You moved on once you did, giving it a mental pass it didn't sound labored.

 

"It's been a long time. I've met people. Had some reunions. I'm sure you remember me talking about Smoker. I got to meet him again soon after I left. After so many years...heh. The same amount since I've last seen you guys now that I'm thinking about it. Weird. But...it was..." You stopped, not knowing what to say. You sighed instead, reaching for your cap and staring at it as you held it in front of you. "...despite the explosion and the hurt from both of us...it was still nice. I've tended to try to see him as much as I can if I can track him down after that. Maybe that's why..."

 

You thought of the conversation earlier in the afternoon, as they spoke about what the World Government may due to them. Or Lucci. Or not do.

 

You covered your face with your cap, Hattori deciding to brush his head against your scarred cheek before settling on your head like always. Like old times.

 

You felt yourself bite your inner lip.

 

"I shouldn't worry. I showed you my Haki. You'll be able to do it soon. And you'll show the others the same. You're stupidly perceptive like that. And hardheaded. Also just bloodthirsty cause you're just crazy about fighting. And killing. The whole reason you're with the World Government after all...I wonder if the World Government is aware of your reasons?"  You didn't hear an answer. Of course you didn't. Only breathing. Still. You snorted to yourself, you couldn't help but grin. "Heh...secretive crazy bastard...what will they do once you find a more freeing choice than them? You're too hardheaded. You don't actually believe...you don't actually believe all the things they spout. You just can't. They may have gotten you as an orphan at five and drilled into you some bullshit but...you can't actually believe it."

 

At this point, you don't know if you're trying to convince yourself or just talking out loud to Lucci. So you just shut up for awhile and keep your face hidden in your cap, getting comfortable with hands behind your head. Hattori flapping his wings a little at your movement but getting comfortable once more on your head, nuzzling your hair.

 

But then, because you have long since grown tired of keeping quiet and holding your tongue, you opened your mouth again. Your cap shifted and a lone (e/c) eye was out to stare up at the sky, the crescent moon directly above you now.

 

"I don't know why I'm here. I know you guys had it. I know all of you will be fine. No matter what the World Government concocted up. Maybe before...when I was with you all...no." You chuckled melancholy. "I didn't even admit to myself for a long while after I left you guys, that I actually liked any of you. I was in a bit of denial. Scratch that. A lot. Isn't it funny? I thought I was miserable being in any of your company, you included, but than I became miserable thinking of the times when everything was...nice. My life's a total joke."

 

Your voice cracked there, you put a hand to cover your exposed eye. Your throat felt tight.

 

"I keep messing up, ya know? Not saying what I need to say. Or do what I need to do when I have the chance. Hell. I'm saying all this while you're sleeping. When will I learn...?"

 

I don't know what I can do or say. To anyone, you admit to yourself, biting your inner cheek and eyes half lidded and far away. I think...I'm just scared.

 

You shook yourself, clearing your throat and putting your cap beside you along with your buster sword. Hattori's eyes were opened and staring down at you, appearing concerned and a questioning "Coo?". You scratched his neck in thanks, with a small smile to match. Before your face scrunched up as you felt a water drop on you.

 

And then another.

 

Oh, you think distantly was the clouds opened and poured down on you, Hattori waking up and going into the room for shelter and seeming to Coo to you to come in, the sky's crying.

 

As it rained, memories surfaced. To when dead dark fish eyes turned to actually have life in them. A flood in an island where it turned to you holding a drenched injured Hattori and you making a certain teen bastard wake up from his idiocy. Backs against each other with a campfire, but for some reason—of a jacket to cover your "stench" when it was raining and you didn't have anything.

 

You thought of the most recent memory, of Kaku handing you a blanket to help dry you off. How his eyes looked sad yet he smiled as he stated "We missed you." And despite your silence at the time, you managed to catch Fukuro's words back in Enies Lobby, of cat naps not being as often.

 

It's really been awhile.

 

"Hah..." you smile to yourself, not so different from Kaku's as you turned to your side, back fully to the window as rain pattered down on you. Hattori only staring confusingly at you and back towards his master and wishing he was awake to make you come in for warmth. "I know why I'm here..." You scrunch your body closer together for warmth even as rain soaked your clothes, (h/c) hair scattered on the roof and you only keeping your gaze ahead, smile sullen.

 

"I missed you guys too."

 

I'm pretty selfish in the end.

 

A body shifted an iota on the bed, tan eyelids twitching.

 

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When morning came along with Jabra to switch with you, he was met with no one outside the window. And only a note that Hattori gave to him after a few shitty pecks.

 

He misses his rooster!

 

Nonetheless, Jabra opened it. Only to be met with your handwriting.

 

"I did what I could here. I wasn't even planning to stay with all of you this long. But thanks! It was fun seeing all of you again. Let's make sure you guys don't have a repeat. I don't want ya'll's pride to get hurt again cause you guys are stupid."

 

"She has a lot of nerve...!" Jabra commented, ticks in head but still. He grinned as he kept going.

 

"I would've stayed to give all of you a proper see ya later, but I got my own stuff I want to do. Just like you guys. But you'll be fine. Also, make sure you burn this before Lucci-neko sees it. And actually don't mention at all I was here. Alright! See ya!"

 

"..."

 

Jabra stared at the note. Hattori tilted his head atop the side rail of the cat shit's bed.

 

Jabra's gaze turned narrow as it flicked to the cat shit's form.

 

"Why are you guys so fucking weird?! Urgh...assassins lie but not to each other, you shits!" Jabra complained, practically wrinkling the note into a ball from how tight his fists are. "First with you did, cat shit. All those years ago. And now that (Y/N) got a taste of freedom she's acting all—"

 

Jabra's eyes alit, connecting something he couldn't understand for years.

 

"Oh." Jabra pathetically said to himself as he stared at Lucci's face dumbly. "Oh, shit."

 

Why didn't he say so?! Jabra wondered but paused, knowing the answer and shaking his head at it. Secretive deceiving cat demon. All of you are the same...!

 

And if Jabra fights by lying all the time, that isn't here or there.

 

Nor is it calling and yelling at a man in a coma by calling him all sort of names that would make anyone that is hospital staff come in either faint or take him away again.

 

But Jabra can't help it!

 

He leaves in a huff after he's done, out the door because he can't handle cat demon's or a crazy woman's reasons.

 

Dark eyes, with a shade of blue if one looks closely, opens just as he sits up. Hattori cooing cheerfully his name as Lucci could only stare blankly ahead as doctors and nurses come in.

 

Lucci's eyes flicked towards the open window just as Hattori gave a call of your name.

 

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You were out in the sea, back on your small boat and thinking of your next destination. Curiosity sated from a newspaper next to you about a prison escape of Baroque Works members yet someone interestingly not taking the same chance.

 

You hugged at the thought of the arrogant man, but moved on as you relaxed against your mast.

 

Where should you go next?

 

Maybe visit Smokey?  You smiled at the thought.

 

 

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**Kuroi ten'nosabaki🗡🎇 💀(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black sword with a sheen of silver buster sword that's carrie son your back. Think of it like Cloud's sword from Final Fantasy or Zabuza's sword from Naruto.

 

(Your sword is a mix of Cloud's and Zabuza's, there is no hole in your sword, but there IS a half moon cut in it. But the half moon cut near the top of the sword.)

 

**Karasu(Raven): your noticeably smaller and total black sword that is on your hip. You can imagine whatever sword you want, but perhaps the Chokuto sword will fit. Like Sasuke's sword from Naruto Shippuden.

 

**Tekkai: Iron Body. Defense technique taught by the marines where your body turns hard like iron.

 

**Soryu: Shave. Where you can move in an instant flash in a burst of high speed. Taught and learned normally by marines.

 

**Geppo: Moon Walk. A move where it appears you're jumping in midair, when it's just the strength of your legs moving quickly and touching the ground that keeps you upright. You often used this when you're on your small boat so you can go faster on sea. Taught and learned normally by marines.

 

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**FANART CORNER**

 

 

 

Notes:

Edited 10/19/2022

 

Mix of being The Meaning of Being a Friend and I don't hate you.

 

A LOT more CP9 moments. I have grown to love them. They're all stupid. And I have accepted them.💗 Felt like I lost an opportunity back then to show how SB acts with them and hints of how she acted before with them.

 

Also showcasing that despite how SB acts, SB is a nostalgic person at her core. Similar to me really 💀 SB and I are quite alike in some aspects.

Chapter 15: Two Birds One You

Summary:

Back from vacay.

And it seems Silver Blood's plans were foiled by...birds?

 

New Arc: Shichibukai Arc(AU)

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

"GET OFF ME PINKIE! Stupid bird!"

"Awwww~, my little marine seems to be upset."

"Stop calling me that you bastard! You're so intolerable! Why did it have to be you?!"

"Oh stop it, you're going to make me cry you know." Doflamingo gave a little pout as if to show, but quickly went back to his shit eating grin as he brought the young woman closer to his bare chest.

"Silver Blood, just ask for assistance and I'll help you get released." Mihawk stated with with a hand already going to Yoru.

How did you get stuck here?

Well, it so happened that on the next island, you were met with a flying pink and heavy mass going right at you and bringing you to the ground. Only to be met with a smirking Doflamingo.

"Fufu~. You know I love it when you're under me little marine~." Your eyes widened as you flushed in anger and from what the large man said. A slash was heard, Doflamingo quickly jumping away from your fallen body to dodge the cut. Your eyes moved towards where it came from, only to have your eyes widen once again.

"Mihawk?!" You gasped.

Mihawk glanced towards you and gave a nod in greeting. Your eyes then narrowed, as you turned your eyes on the both of them. Questioning them on why they are both here.

Like you suspected, this wasn't a coincidence.

"You've caught the World Government's attention once again, little (Y/N)~. They want you to come to Holy Marijoa." Doflamingo answered with an amused grin. At your confused gaze, Mihawk interjected.

"It seems they wish for you to become a Shichibukai. And wish for your answer from your own mouth, Gin Chi."

So stupid.

It made your blood boil at the thought of what they're doing and thinking.

"Tsk...! Then why did they have to send two people to tell me this?" You questioned, annoyed.

"The marine who gave me the message said it would only be me." Mihawk stated, his gold narrowed eyes moving towards his fellow Warlord in suspicion.

When you gave the Mingo a pointed look at that, he only gave you a grin.

"I happened to hear about it, so I thought why not?" He answered, but then he just had to use that blasted powers of his to bring you closer to him.

"Stop it you bastard! Don't you dare try to kiss me! Don't- DONT!" You yelled out curses with a red face from anger and embarrassment as the flamingo loving man placed a kiss on your neck, and LICKED.

A vein popped from your forehead.

That's it.

You didn't care about the strings and pushed your arm out to get Black Heaven Judgement's handle and gave a swipe, immediately being released by the man as he grinned and noticed your flushed face. You ignored his statements as you rubbed your neck angrily, a glare matching your red cheeks as you said that why couldn't it just be Mihawk.

Doflamingo pouted and gave a small whine, making you get another tick mark.

"Stop that!" You yelled. You quickly steadied your breathing as you went to business.

"How am I even going to get there? I only have a small boat." You left the bit out where there was no way they were going to fit to yourself. It was fairly obvious.

"Why, you were going to go flying with me. We can just leave the boring guy here—."

"No." You immediately cut him off, as you thought on what you can do. Mihawk giving a fearful look to Doflamingo who ignored him as he openly pouted once again. It was then you heard your name being called out.

"Captain! Captain (Y/N)!"

Your blood ran cold. As you saw a big black pirate ship coming towards them, with smiling faces waving towards you.

No...

No, what are they doing here

"I thought she didn't have a crew." You distantly heard Doflamingo comment as you were lost in your thoughts. Mihawk glanced up at the large ship, spotting familiar pirates who he's seen and are known as the 'Silver Judgement' pirates.

"She doesn't." Mihawk concurred.

Your face was grim as you used Geppo to go up there with only telling the two Warolrds to stay there. Your face was set into a glare as you landed on the deck.

"I told all of you to stop calling me that. Why are you all even here?" You said coldly. This didn't stop the crew's smile to falter, as a raven haired young man with blue eyes stepped forward. Someone you knew, who went by the name of Jet.

"We got stronger. Like you wanted." Jet stated.

Your eyes narrowed as your fists were clenched, you immediately using Haki to scare them off like you did last time.

"I don't need you." You replied, expecting them to fall over unconscious like before.

This time however, they were all unaffected, and their smiles turned into proud ones as they looked at you. Your face morphed into mild confusion as you bit your lip.

A light brown haired man with bright green eyes walked up,-Hak, you recognized-towards you.

"We're stronger now, Captain. You don't have to worry about us being weak anymore." He carefully said, his voice comforting and gentle as he spoke.

Your cap hid your face as you clenched your fists tight.

"No matter. I will not accept any of you. I am not your captain and you should've stayed away like I said."

"But Captain," Jet moved up, his brows furrowed in determination, "we've been tailing you since Alabasta and you haven't sensed us once."

Your eyes widened as you looked at Jet, who had this look of unmoving determination on his face.

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*Gin Chi: means Silver Blood in Japanese.

**Geppo: a move where it appears you're jumping in midair, when it's just the strength of your legs moving quickly and touching the ground that keeps you upright. You often used this when you're on your small boat so you can go faster on sea. Taught and learned normally by marines.

**Kuroi ten'nosabaki(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black with a sheen of silver buster sword that's carrie son your back. Think of it like Cloud's sword from Final Fantasy or Zabuza's sword from Naruto.

(Your sword is a mix of Cloud's and Zabuza's, there is no hole in your sword, but there IS a half moon cut in it. But the half moon cut near the top of the sword.)

BACK FROM VACATION AND NOW UPDATES!! XD

My own arc once again...with the marines wanting you as Shichibukai/Warlord?!

Doflamingo has appeared~! XP

I couldn't leave him till Marineford, that would've taken too long. So here he is! In his perverted and flirtatious glory~

And whhaaaaaaa?!

You have a crew?!

NEXT CHAPTER REVEALS SOME PAST WITH YOUR CREW!!

 

 

Chapter 16: Your Crew

Summary:

The Silver Judgement Pirates.

LINK TO PICS OF CREW: https://goo.gl/photos/zsD3RFpmLNzbCZ4g6

(I don't know if it works :/)

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

Jet.

You remembered him. You remember everyone here really. There are six main ones however, that have been trying to chase you since almost you first became a pirate.

At one point or another, you rescued or saved them from a demise to their life or their town.

Jet was the first.

~Five years ago~

When you visited an island one day, you found it run by corrupt marines. And hence on why you received your title, you quickly defeated all of them. You were angered by the way they were treating the people they were supposed to protect, and the people wanted to fight. But were too scared to do so.

Jet wasn't.

Just before you were going to calm your anger by beating them up, he spoke out to them with angry blue eyes.

"Hey! What kind of marines are you guys?! You guys are no better then pirates!"

Your heart clenched when he said that familiar line, and he was immediately met with a kick to the face. When the cackling marine was about to shoot him, to show the people a lesson, you immediately went up and punched him in the face. Causing him to fly across the town, broken teeth coming out of his mouth in a satisfying crack.

The people gasped in shock.

"It's Silver Blood!"

"Oh no, let's get out of here!"

Some fearful as a result of your reputation, ran but you could've cared less. Your narrowed eyes went towards the other marines, who were shakily looking at you.

"Marines aren't supposed to hurt citizens. The man behind me is right, you guys are no better then those dirty sly pirates that I've seen." You cracked your knuckles, a dangerous glint in your eyes as you slowly walked towards the marines who fumbled with their weapons. You scoffed.

"You guys aren't even worth for me to use Karasu, less my Kuroi ten'nosabaki. Prepare yourselves, time for a lesson."

So you beat them up with your fists alone. All the while, you didn't realize wide blue eyes were staring at your back with surprise and admiration.

When you finished, you told one of the less corrupt marines who were just following orders to call Marine HQ to get a new captain in this island. The man stuttered out a yes and you let his collar go. Your eyes then turned to the man on the ground who was still staring up at you with wide eyes and open mouth.

"You alright?"

He snapped back as his eyes were filled with confusion.

"Why? Why would you do this? You're a pirate aren't you? Why would you want to help?" He repeatedly questioned.

You let out a small smirk as you lend out your hand in front of him.

"Didn't you hear me? I wanted to show them a lesson." Your answer wasn't satisfactory for him as he narrowed his blue eyes.

"But why? If it didn't benefit you as a pirate in the end?"

"I beat up people I don't like," you began, "whether it's marines or pirates, I don't care. If I don't like you, I'll beat them up." You rose an amused brow down at him. "You must've heard about me. I don't care for either side. Though," you mildly frowned, "I have a particular dislike for marines who don't follow the true code of one who protects."

The man's blue eyes were shocked, as your hand was still held out towards him in waiting. He gazed at it and looked up at you, who had a patient smile on your face. He grabbed it and was immediately brought back to a stand to face you.

"I'm (Y/N). And who are you? You were brave you know, you were the only one I saw that actually stood up to them in risk of your life."

He introduced himself as Jet and he went to say that everyone here wanted to stand up, but they couldn't do anything.

"I had to do something. If I didn't, who will?"

You nodded approvingly at him and said that he did a good job, and you had to go. He stopped you with a hand to your wrist and said he wants to repay you. You rose an eyebrow and he went to say to let him join your crew.

Your eyes widened as your blood started pounding in your ears.

A crew?

He wants to join you?

...

No.

No, he mustn't. Anyone but you, who has enemies all around. Who wish to kill you and be rid of you.

You swiped your hand away.

"No." You said coldly as you walked away back to your ship.

"I won't accept anyone but you as my Captain!" Jet yelled with clenched fists, his blue eyes showing a strong glint in his eyes. "I'll follow you anywhere you go!"

(Y/N) didn't pay any attention to him, until you noticed that he seemed to be following you, determined. And each time you would save someone's life, whether it was Hak, Korra, Taka, or Wes or anyone else. They would want to join your crew, and you always said no with a cold stare, preventing them from joining you. But it seemed that Jet didn't want them to give up on following you. He convinced them to follow you, for there wasn't any captain like you, and he knows they wouldn't follow anyone but you.

It was one day where you had enough of them following you like lost puppies did you yell at them.

"I won't allow weak pirates like all of you to be near me! You've all gotten lucky so far in the Grand Line from getting killed, but that luck will run out!"

Korra, a young auburn haired woman with brown eyes that you rescued along with her quiet friend Wes, furrowed her brows. Hurt. The other crew members flinching at your raised voice, clearly not expecting it.

"But we—." You cut the caring woman off, using a strong amount of Haki.

Making the majority of your crew who made their own ship in honor of you, faint. All except for Jet, the proclaimed first mate. And Hak with eyes of an eagle who can see miles out towards the sea, the navigator.

"We...we'll get stronger then!" Jet proclaimed, struggling as he did so as he laid on the ground besides Hak. "We'll...prove you...wrong!" Jet huffed. Hak moved his green orbs up at you, his own face determined as he gritted his teeth.

"We'll show you...what kind of crew you have Captain." The navigator clenched his eyes shut for a moment in pain, before bright green eyes seemed to hold you in place.

"You won't have to be afraid anymore then."

You flinched.

"I don't know what you guys are talking about." You narrowed your (e/c) eyes at them, looking down. "I won't accept any of you. Never."

You walked away, Jet and Hak dropping their heavy heads onto the deck as they finally lost consciousness.

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**Kuroi ten'nosabaki(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black with a sheen of silver buster sword that's carrie son your back. Think of it like Cloud's sword from Final Fantasy or Zabuza's sword from Naruto.\


(Your sword is a mix of Cloud's and Zabuza's, there is no hole in your sword, but there IS a half moon cut in it. But the half moon cut near the top of the sword.)

**Karasu(Raven): your noticeably smaller and total black sword that is on your hip. You can imagine whatever sword you want, but perhaps the Chokuto sword will fit. Like Sasuke's sword from Naruto Shippuden.


A little bit more of your past is shown.

Yay. XD

Also, the votes:
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And one vote for Crocodile, former Warlord and owner of Baroque Works.

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Who else will you guys vote for, I wonder~?

THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED SO FAR!! XD

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Chapter 17: Not a Captain

Summary:

A captain commands its crew.

A captain protects its crew.

A captain cares for its crew.

But a captain is nothing without their crew.

So tell me, what are you?

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

Now...they have clearly grown stronger.

You bit your lip. You won't accept them, you can't. You won't. You mustn't.

Too many enemies. Too many. Too many people after your throat, too many. Too many.

Ignore your sense of pride at them, ignore it. Ignore on how they were able to sneakily watch you without you noticing for a great period of time. Ignore.

Ignore.

Don't acknowledge.

You can't.

You can't.

You can't.

A hand to your shoulder immediately brought you out of your thoughts as you jumped and glanced at the grinning Doflamingo.

"Why don't we just use this ship to sail to the summit, little marine?"

Your eyes narrowed at him.

"I thought I told you to stay back."

"I didn't hear anything." Doflamingo replied cheekily, while you gave a sigh of exasperation at the man.

"We could do that for you, Captain." Jet jumped at the second he heard the Warlord's suggestion.

"Don't call me that. I'm not your captain." You coldly said to Jet, who didn't break from his stubborn eyes and jaw as he looked at you.

"I know you need a ride. And I'm sure you don't what two men on your rowboat." The raven haired man pointed out.

You glanced at the grinning Doflamingo as he licked his lips, you sweat dropped.

You sighed.

"...Fine." And you gave in.

The crew cheered in victory as some of them did little dances and shared smiles, you then interjecting that this doesn't mean anything. With Jet replying with an of course Captain. You called Mihawk over who immediately jumped up on the ship and assessed the ship around him with careful eyes. Commenting that this was a well made ship, Korra yelling out that she designed it with the help of Wes and the others.

"We managed to do everything ourselves!" The auburn haired woman replied, her soft brown eyes gleaming excitedly as she stood by her quiet friend, his hazel eyes holding a slight sparkle as well. "We even designed the flag!"

Flag?

The two Warlords and (Y/N) looked up at the well designed black pirate flag. It was a skull with a noticeable scar on its cheek, and what seems to be your Black Heavens Judgement behind you in a lax fashion. It's face seeming to have a smirk on its face with its 'eyebrows' furrowed down.

It was...

Creative.

They're making it harder for you then you wanted.

You saw from the corner of your eye the expectant and bright looks on their faces as they looked at you. Waiting.

You wanted to tell them it was great. And ask them how they got the sword so well, and make it seem like it was gleaming on the cloth with silver light, but you held back. With a bitten lip, you began to walk around with the two Warlords a few steps behind you. The crew faces fell, but Jet gave a pat to the shoulder and a smile at them and continued to show them the ship.

It had the doctor's room, a kitchen, a nicely sized storage room, crew's quarters, a large and enclosed observation deck, shipwrights setup, and finally, the captains quarters.

Doflamingo gave a loud and impressed hum as Mihawk glanced around, you staring at it with wide eyes.

It seemed to be fit for a king. Another pirate flag was within the room, as well as supplies for navigation. A world map splayed across the table with navigation tools around it. The quarters, instead of having one, had two medium sized beds on the opposite sides of the room. And a hammock right by a window to look out onto the horizon.

It was...

Amazing.

Mihawk glanced at Jet.

"Why two beds? You said this was the captain's quarters was it not?"

Jet smiled and gave a sheepish laugh as he nervously glanced to the other side of the room. He called out to Korra with a pleading look as he told her they're asking on why there's two beds. The girl blushed as she let out an "Oh!" You rose an eyebrow as you turned towards them in slight curiosity.

"Well...you see, we've been watching our captain-"

"I'm not your captain."

"Yeah, well, we've been watching her for awhile... A long while."

You furrowed your brows.

"I thought you said it was since I was in Alabasta."

"Following and watching are not the same thing." Jet cut in. Your brow twitched but you said nothing as Doflamingo gave a slight cackle.

"And well you...we've noticed some things."

Jet nervously smiled.

"Interesting things."

Doflamingo hummed as he leaned to Korra in interest as he asked what kind of things they've noticed. Korra stepped back as Jet gave a small glare at the towering man.

"We noticed that cap—(Y/N)...doesn't really have friends that are girls." You raised an eyebrow.

"What does that have to do with anything?" You asked, watching the woman put her two index fingers together nervously.

"Well...you mostly hang out with men." Korra continued. (Y/N) giving her a look to say go on, Mihawk behind you with the same hard look with his eyes.

"Well, to put it in simple words-" Jet began, only for Korra to cut him off.

"Youhavealotofmenafteryouandweshipsomeofthemwithyou!" Korra closed her mouth with two hands as she looked at (Y/N). Who had this dead panned look on your face.

"I didn't understand a word that you just said."

"Ah~, but I did. Tell me miss, is one a Yonko and another a Warlord?"

(Y/N) froze at the word 'Yonko', your mind immediately going into one in particular with red hair and that-that smile. You lightly flushed at the thought of the man, something Mihawk and Doflamingo didn't miss. Korra nodded and was about to say more until Jet cut her off.

"Yeah, them." Mihawk's eyes narrowed.

"Are you not going to say more? Is there more?"

Doflamingo glanced back down at the girl in front of him, waiting.

Korra blinked rapidly at the direct question from the World's Greatest Swordsman, replying.

"It's not really my place to say...but it's (Y/N)'s."

You were brought out of your thoughts as you went back into questioning on what did they have to do with the number of beds.

"Well, um, we care too much for our Captain if it was just one." Korra replied hesitantly, glancing at Jet to possibly help her only to be ignored as he kept his blue eyes to the side.

"What the hell are you talking about." You dead panned at them, with Doflamingo coming around and bringing an arm around your shoulder. You put a hand to your hilt as he leaned in to your ear.

"Can't blame them, little (Y/N). They're just worried for their Captain's innocence to be taken in here after all~." He whispered, causing your face to slowly blush into a dark red as you pushed Doflamingo away.

"Y-you guys are being ridiculous! I'm not the Captain anyways, so it's not my problem!" You quickly left the room with stomping and fuming steps. The two crewmates and two warlords faced each other, as Jet began to say that they were losing so far. Doflamingo giving an "Oh?"

"I assume then, that the Red Hair is in the lead." Mihawk guessed causing Korra and Jet to nod in confirmation.

"The majority of us wish her to be with him, but everyone has a chance still. Every man that wants her does."

But, Jet's eyes slanted towards the grinning Doflamingo.

"Most of us, think you're not right for our captain. You're too cruel. Too dark. A person like you could never be with her."

Doflamingo hummed as he leaned towards Jet with a frightening grin, a hand being raised as Korra immediately took out a pistol towards the man.

"You think? Well, I'll just make sure to steal her away then." Jet's eyes narrowed as the man leaned back with a grin and walked out of the room. Korra glanced at Mihawk who had his arms crossed.

"You know," the shipwright began," I like you with the Captain too. She cares for you and sees you highly."

Mihawk looked at the girl through his feathered hat, a twitch of a smirk on his face as he himself walked out of the room.

(Y/N) was commanding the crew to prepare the sails and ship. Ordering this and that.

Like a true captain.

Your heart clenched as you continued to give orders to the crew, until the ship was set on course from what Hak said and where you knew the place was.

You felt a familiar presence by you, but paid no mind to it as you walked. Still trying to prepare the crew for the voyage.

"For a person who isn't a Captain, you sure act like one." Doflamingo commented with a knowing grin.

You froze in midstep and glanced at him, but continued walking.

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Are you or are you not a Captain?

That is the question.

Still one vote for Crocodile, Mihawk, and Shanks.

But now that Doflamingo is in the picture...I wonder if any of you will vote for the flamingo. XD

Interesting character he is.

Anyways, THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED THUS FAR!! XD

THEY ARE ALL GREATLY APPRECIATED!! XD

And please tell me what you guys like or think about the story so far? As well as saying scene or chapter that caused a pull to the heartstrings/hit you in the feels?

THANK YOU!! XD

 

Chapter 18: Common Grounds

Summary:

You are both equals.

Equal of mind. And equal of views.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

As night fell, you announced you would have the first watch and for everyone to get to bed. The crew protested and protested that they could do this.

"I can do it. Come on!" A short black haired woman with stubborn gray eyes pleaded with you. The ship's head doctor, Taka. Who you remembered helping with her village with a deadly disease that was caused by pirates. The fact she became a pirate to follow you is something great indeed.

You shook your head.

"Just go to sleep all of you. It's alright."

You then glanced at the two Warlords.

"You guys can sleep in the Captain's quarters, since I'll be in the observation deck and all—."

You paused.

"Actually, never mind. One of you find somewhere else to sleep."

You don't want the ship to get destroyed. You saw Mihawk go towards the head of the ship with the dragon figurehead and sat. You didn't really pay any attention to Doflamingo as you went up to the observation deck and sat on the sofa looking out the sea. Hours passed.

And more hours.

And you were still on watch. Looking at the waves with slightly tired eyes as you rubbed them. You felt someone coming up and you had a hand on your hilt, and kept it there once you saw the bright blond head of Doflamingo.

"Why aren't you asleep?"

"Why aren't you?" He turned the question towards you. "To keep watch, you have to switch with somebody for it to work little marine." Doflamingo got closer and you tightened your hand on your hilt of Karasu, making Doflamingo grin.

"I don't bite."

You gave him an unbelieving stare.

His grin widened in amusement.
"Fufu~, only a little." He relented with a small laugh.

You watched him sit a few feet away from you in the couch, and said nothing as your gaze went back towards the sea.

Doflamingo.

Possibly the most perverted man you have ever met.

A man no one should mess with.

A man that can control you and cause you to kill even your own comrades if he felt like it.

The man who has a certain view of the world, and always having an unfaltering grin on his face.

Always there.

A man, that is too much like you.

Your eyes lowered in thought.

He sees the world like how you see it.
Pirates and marines being equal in terms of commiting evil acts. What justice means. How the world works. Everything.

Everything that you have heard him say, you believe within you as well.

The life you led as CP9 member made you see things. Made you do things. Making you have those images stuck in your mind forever, bleached into your eyes. Almost every time you went to sleep, you're plagued by nightmares.

Nightmares of bloody hands.

Screams demanding mercy.

Eyes filled with betrayal and pure shock.

You see them all.

You always do.

You hate it.

You hate it so much. You bit your lip as you were plagued with memories of the past you want to forget.

Sometimes, you wondered on what would've happened if you listened to Garp. If you didn't agree to become a CP9 member. You would probably have lived happier, laughing with Smoker, Hina and the others. In blissful ignorance of the dark side of 'Justice'.

Justice.

You really hated that word. You hate it more when a marine uses it to justify cruel actions.

Your thoughts went back to Doflamingo, and when you actually first spotted him. It was when you were in CP9, and you actually visited his country. Seeing and observing him from the shadows. He had longer blond hair and seemed...happy.

But who knows with this man?

This man, carries a mask around himself. You're aware of it. You carry one as well. Except you've carried one so long you don't know which one's real or not.

It's a shame.

When you don't know who you are.

And Doflamingo, you glanced at him from under your cap, he was staring at the ceiling in boredom. When he felt your stare and seemed to move his head towards you, you quickly glanced away.

Those glasses hide him. You've never seen him without them. You wonder what would happen if someone would take it...

It's best not to ask.

"I caught you staring. No need to play it off." Doflamingo called out to you.

You glanced at him, and tilted your head at him, trying to get a good read on him.Wanting to know why you haven't kicked this guys butt already when you know you don't like the kind who doesn't show mercy. Same thing can be said about Crocodile however.

"Maybe I was." He seemed to blink in surprise behind his glasses as his expression fell a little in shock on how you didn't deny it. His grin widened.

"Found something you like~?"

Instead of your usual angry blush and denial, you looked at him evenly.

"I was thinking about something."

"Oh? And I'm guessing it has something to do with me? And may I ask, little marine, what were you thinking?"

"I was thinking on why I haven't kicked your butt yet." You bluntly stated, Doflamingo laughing at what you said as he then asked why hasn't you.

You turned fully towards him, arms relaxed as you had your elbows on your knees as you looked at him with hooded eyes.

"You remind me of someone I know. A lot actually. I see them in you from time to time." Doflamingo gave a low hum.

"Who are they then?" He asked, curiosity in his voice as he faced her, his feathery pink coat comfortably around him.

"You know them." You had a small smile on your lips as you said that. Feeling teasing.

"Really?" Doflamingo mumbled.

You gave a small nod. You glanced back to the horizon seeing it was already morning. You stood up and told him he could guess until they arrive to their destination.

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Oh? Whatever do you mean Reader-San~?

One vote for Shanks still.

One vote for Crocodile as well.

And...*widens eyes*
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!! THE WORLDS GREATEST SWORDSMAN IS IN THE LEAD!! XD

Mihawk: Hmmm... seems as though I'm ahead from that idiot Red Hair and my former colleague.

Shanks: Hey! That isn't nice! *anime cries* I was in the lead of both of you just a few chapters ago.

Crocodile: Hmph...*blows smoke from his mouth* Clearly they don't know what they're thinking. Hawkeyes may be the World's Greatest Swordsman but *smirks*, he does not know how to properly use that sword of his.

Shanks: ...

Author: ... O////O

Mihawk: Silver Blood will be the judge of that I believe.

...all rightly then. That happened. ^_^'
Wonder who else you guys will vote for?

THANK YOU FOR ALL THE VOTES AND COMMENTS THUS FAR!! XD

THEY ARE ALL APPRECIATED!! XD

 

Chapter 19: Affection

Summary:

A captain...will do anything for their crew.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

BINKS SAKE SONG LINK: https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=IihaX89WUUA

Chapter Text

And boy did Doflamingo try to guess.

But he always was so annoying and grated your nerves when he asked so many questions. About how they looked? How did you know that you know that he knows them? Was it a woman or man? All these questions, you couldn't help but have enough at the stupid guessing game you initiated with the spoiled man.

You'd snap at him in anger and impatience at him, and only got worse when he brought you closer to him in front of everyone else. To which when you released yourself, you stood by Mihawk as you stuck your tongue out at him quite childishly.

The man who always grinned seemed to always bring the childish brat within you.

You stood by Mihawk with smiles as you talked to him, about how he was, and who was his last opponent or challenger. With him always replying and answering, however short it was. Shorter then usual because they weren't alone and some crew member seemed to hide behind barrels, giggle and stare at them.

They were weirdos.

But...

God, you're getting attached.

You mustn't.

When the crew said good morning, you'd wave at them back. Only for the cook, Zuko, to know you liked to drink (fav. beverage) before anything in the morning. Immediately handing it to you with a smile. And you'd give a small grateful nod in return.

You mustn't get attached.

When you'd say that you'll have next watch, only for Jet to beat you to it with a knowing grin.

"Sleep, you need it." He would say over your protests of denial, only for him to repeat it once more, gently.

And you would slowly start to protest less and less, going into the captain's quarters(without having any warlord there) to at least have some sleep.

You mustn't.

When you were staring at the world map, you'd notice red dots and blue pins on them. One day, you managed to catch Hak to ask about it.

"Ah, we've been trying to track Silver of the Molten Metal." The navigator answered, a proud smirk on his features.

You widened your eyes.

"Do you know where he is?"

"He moves around a lot, slippery one that pirate." Hak said with a small sigh, brushing his light brown hair back. "We're constantly asking on each island on his whereabouts though, so it's helped."

You looked at how many blue and red pins there were at the map, showing the hard work that the Silver Judgement pirates are going through to locate your father.

"Why?" You moved your eyes towards the ship's navigator. "Why are you searching for him?"

Hak smiled, his brown bangs covering his green eyes slightly.

"For you, Captain. You want to meet him...right?" He tentatively asked, hesitant that you'll tell him to not call you captain again.

You only let out a smile,however, as your soft gaze stared at the map, a small thank you leaving your lips.

You can't.

You watched as they sang to your favorite song Bink's Sake, standing besides Mihawk on your left and a sitting Doflamingo on top of a cannon a few feet away from you on your right.

"Yo ho ho ho~ Yo ho ho ho~ Yo ho ho ho~
Yo ho ho ho~, Yo ho ho ho~ Yo ho ho ho~
Yo ho ho ho~~, Binkusu No Sake Wo~
Todoke Ni Yuku Yo~(Going to deliver Bink's Sake!)"

Mihawk glanced at you.

"Why don't you join, Silver Blood? It's your favorite song is it not?"

You looked at him and glanced back at the laughing and smiling crew as they drank. Singing the beautiful lyrics that was sung to you when you were just a child by your mother. You felt a pull, and glanced at Doflamingo. Who only smirked and motioned with his head, as the crew called out.

"Come on (Y/N)!"

So right when the next 'YoHoHo YoHoHoHo!', you sang. Your awkwardness quickly leaving your face as you smiled brightly with closed eyes as you sang your heart out.

The memory of your humming mother doing it for you, as she laid in bed while you sat by her with a soft smile.

You gave a grin at the two Warlords and a thumbs up. Mihawk hiding his face with his hat in response, and Doflamingo licking his lips. Which made you cringe.

You didn't need to see that.

You can't...

They were nearing the place. And every night, you couldn't help but think about Jet's stubbornness. The way he looked when he grinned with confidence. How Hak seemed to correctly guess on the weather and know the course like he was there before, his green eyes spotting a fish miles away. How Korra was a proud girl of her designs, and she treasured them. And she loves to party. With Wes being the quieter one of the shipwrights, but the small smiles he would make as he tinkered with his own creation was one with gentleness. How Taka was so blunt, but so caring as a doctor. The way she would see your bags under your eyes, but would say nothing but that you should get some sleep. The way Zuko seemed to know every food you loved, especially (fav. meat/favorite food if vegan). Because who can go wrong with (fav. meat)?! How he'd know it was time for snack time, and you'd love a virgin daiquiri when it was hot.

You sat on the figurehead of the dragon, in thought with your swords Karasu and Black Heavens Judgement on you as you looked to the horizon. You let out a sigh. You felt a presence behind you and you glanced, seeing a grinning Doflamingo.

"You're getting attached aren't you?"

You turned your head around and said nothing, only letting out another sigh as you put your hand up to your face. Doflamingo then said something that surprised you.

"Nothing's wrong with getting a family, little marine."

Your eyes widened, not expecting such a statement from the flamingo obsessed man. And he said it...with care? Sadness? What sort of past does this man have?

"The offer is still up you know, for you to join me in Dressrosa." The tall blond man reminded you.

You openly ignored his statement.

"It's best if I leave them alone, they'll die if they're with me."

You heard a strong scoff from the man, causing you to look up at him.

"They'll die with or without you. What's the point in trying to protect them from the captain? If the captain can protect them the best."

You bit your lip in thought. But then released a small smile as you glanced at the tall man.

"I didn't know you had such views." You observed, only for Doflamingo-for once-to say nothing in reply.

"Thank you." You said quietly, as you turned back around.

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****Kuroi ten'nosabak(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black with a sheen of silver buster sword that's carrie son your back. Think of it like Cloud's sword from Final Fantasy or Zabuza's sword from Naruto.


(Your sword is a mix of Cloud's and Zabuza's, there is no hole in your sword, but there IS a half moon cut in it. But the half moon cut near the top of the sword.)

**Karasu(Raven): your noticeably smaller and total black sword that is on your hip. You can imagine whatever sword you want, but perhaps the Chokuto sword will fit. Like Sasuke's sword from Naruto Shippuden.


Ooooo~ getting attached eh Reader-San?

Noticed that some of you really enjoyed last chapter with Doflamingo and Silver Blood. ^_^ Having a mask will be a recurring theme in the story if some of you haven't noticed.

Now~

Onto the votes~! *glances at the comments from the story*

*widens eyes*

Shanks: What? What happened?

Author: ITS A THREE WAY TIE! BETWEEN A YONKO AND THE WARLORDS!!

Mihawk: Please control yourself. The yelling isn't necessary.

Author: *shuts mouth up*

Crocodile: I'm in the same level as these two? *blows smoke in thought* Hmm...better then having none I suppose. *smirks as he thinks of an annoying flamingo*

Shanks: Woah Mihawk! We're all popular huh? Isn't this exciting?!

Mihawk: ...I preferred it when I was the only one. At least it was quiet.

Shanks: That hurts Mihawk! *anime tears* And I was the only one before!

Author: *looks at them and then back at the comments* *widens eyes* Oh shit...*hides the comments from the pirates views*

Shanks: 2 votes
Crocodile: 2 votes
Mihawk: 3 votes

THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED SO FAR!! XD

ITS APPRECIATED!! XD

And please tell me what you guys like or think about the story so far? As well as saying scene or chapter that caused a pull to the heartstrings/hit you in the feels?

 

Chapter 20: It's Coming...

Summary:

A war is coming ever closer.

Your dear friend is in danger.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

A sudden shot of alarm went through you as you quickly stood up with a hand to your buster sword as you gazed around the horizon in caution. Mihawk appeared behind you.

"What's wrong?" A hand on his own sword as he glanced around to see why (Y/N) was on guard. Knowing that you only used Black Heaven's Judgement when it's a serious matter. Doflamingo looked around.

"I don't see anything." The tall Warlord said.

But you sensed something.

Something big. Something that immediately caused dread to crawl up your spine.

Your wide eyes looked around, trying to see something. Anything.

But you only saw the empty wide open sea.

You didn't like this.

Your heart is still pounding from whatever you felt. A nervous sweat came slowly down your face as the hold on your hilt tightened slightly. This feeling, this sense of fear and dread was a feeling you didn't like at all.

Mostly because you had no idea on why you were reacting this way.

Something must've happened.

You don't know what, but something did. And you don't like it.

"What's wrong (Y/N)?" Korra asked in worry, the crew crowding you as they repeated the question. Mihawk and Doflamingo looking at you with hidden eyes. You slowly released the hold of your sword, your hand sweaty as you looked at it and tightened your fist. You walked towards the deck with stiff shoulders, everyone looking at you in worry as they asked what happened. You replying with nervous eyes and stiffness:

"Something happened. Big."

The crew looked at each other and Hak gazed to where you were looking.

"There's a massive storm ahead. Maybe that's what—", you cut him off.

"No. It's not that. Something bigger. Something...bad." Your fists clenched as your mind was whirling with paranoid thoughts.

Did something happen to someone you know?

Are they okay?

For the love of God and everything, please let them be okay. Please let this be something that you got worried over nothing. Just a trick of the senses.

Just please. No one be hurt. Anything but that.

Please.

"How far are we?" You distracted yourself, Hak saying that it will take an hour or two because they must change courses as a result of the massive storm. You absentmindedly nodded, your eyes turning towards the sky above you, your old and treasured Marine cap on your head as it hid those worried eyes. You snapped your eyes away as you motioned towards the two Warlords that you had to discuss something with them. They followed you into the captains quarters. Once the door closed, you went to business.

"I'm not going in unless they've promised me to let me leave peacefully if my answer is no." You began, leaning on the table on where the world map was as you looked at the two attentive Warlords. "That no harm will come to anyone on this ship and that the marines will not attack us. I won't attack, unless they attack first."

"That may be too much for those marines to handle." Doflamingo commented. Your eyes were slightly shadowed by your cap.

"They better." You replied sharply.

"I will relay the message then, before the ship lands in the area." Mihawk proposed.

"It'll be faster if I did it. Just a quick little flying over, tell them, and a quick comeback would be easier don't you think little marine~?" Doflamingo cut in with his own idea.

Mihawk glanced at (Y/N) who was looking at Doflamingo thoughtfully.

"The message must be clear, and if they don't say yes to everything, I'm not docking." You repeated, as you looked at the grinning flamingo.

"Fufufu~ A little demanding aren't you? I heard you the first time."

Your eyes stayed on him for a few more seconds before you gave a nod. Doflamingo then cheekily saying that he knew you trusted him, with you only rolling your eyes and said "Shut up, pinkie." When Doflamingo left, Mihawk questioned to (Y/N) if he trusts the man, (Y/N) with crossed arms saying that compared to him. You don't.

"Despite that, I don't think he would want me to be attacked. I would've kicked his butt already if I didn't see something in him." You answered truthfully. You then smiled at Mihawk and said they can talk in peace now to catch up. They were able to talk as they sat by the reclining chairs in the room. (Y/N) listening to every word as Mihawk talked, words flowing from that smooth voice of his.

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Dun. Dun. DUN!

Everyone knows what Silver Blood sensed...and if you don't...you gotta watch more of One Piece before you continue the story.

Onto the votes~ ^_^

Okay*looks at comments and opens mouth to speak*

A mysterious pink bird sounding voice:
Fufufu~!

Everybody: *groans*

Crocodile: Who picked the pink loving idiot? Are they mad?

Doflamingo: Fufu! Aw~, concerned Croco-man? That I might get ahead of you? *amused grin*

Crocodile: *scoffs* Oh please. If that happened, then clearly their tastes isn't as refined as I thought.

Shanks: *raises eyebrow and then looks at Mihawk as the crocodile and flamingo bicker* Did he just compliment you? And how the heck are you getting all the attention?!

Mihawk: *closes eyes in exasperation* Perhaps if you were quieter and not as idiotic, they would give you your 'needed attention'.

Shanks: *anime tears running down his face* I used to have it, and your always one step ahead of me! Literally!

Mihawk: ... Are you—

Shanks: *immediately clears himself from tears and smiles* Is Hawky concerned about me~? Awww~ Come on, let's drink for you my friend!

Mihawk: ...you really are an idiot aren't you?

Shanks: 4
Mihawk:5
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 1

And please tell me what you guys like or think about the story so far? As well as saying scene or chapter that caused a pull to the heartstrings/hit you in the feels?

 

Chapter 21: The Ruthless Admiral

Summary:

Mocking your kin, whether of blood or of bonds, brings out your demons.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

Your eyes then brightened, remembering something as your eyes quickly turned down to an annoyed glare.

"Oh yeah! Don't think I forgot what you guys did! You guys kissed me to make me not ask Shanks what I wanted to ask! That was evil~!" You yelled out with a blush on your face in remembrance of the feeling of warmth within you when they did the charming actions. A kiss to the forehead from Shanks. And one on your hand from Mihawk. Mihawk glanced at you, amusement making his lips twitch as he looked at you.

"You're making it seem like it was on the lips."

Your red face doubled.

"It's doesn't matter! Still dirty!" You yelled out, the memory of both of them kissing you right when you were going to ask an important question. Your brows furrowed at the thought.
"You knew I wanted to ask Shanks on what was wrong, but then you did that!" As you were ranting, Mihawk's form drew closer to you silently. "It was real dirty—"

Mihawk was already in front of you, but then he leaned in, a hand coming to your scarred cheek as you seemed to have frozen in mid sentence as you felt his pale hand. You felt your cheeks warm under his soft and big hand.

"Mihawk..." You warned. Mihawk's lip twitched.

"I'm aware. No lips."

His hand moved down from your cheek to your hand, his eyes on you as he grabbed your hand towards his lips and began to kiss it softly. Your cheeks warmed more at the soft and foreign touches to your hand, and increased as he moved his lips towards the inside of your wrist.

"Y-you r-really are dirty." You stuttered. Mihawk gave you a smirk.

"I'm a pirate." The swordsman reminded you, as he went to continue.

The door of the captains quarters slammed open, making you immediately pull away from the swordsman. Mihawk's eyes narrowed at the openly grinning Doflamingo.

"The marines agreed to your demands, little (Y/N)."

You nodded as you stood up to get out the room to prepare to jump out of the ship and onto land. Unaware of how Mihawk and Doflamingo were having a stare down, one with sharp golden eyes and poker face while the other had a smirk of triumph and mocking.

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You and the two warlords were being escorted to the meeting room by a brave lone soldier which you believed was nervously sweating and trying not to faint. It made you smirk in amusement, as you looked around. The crew were left on the ship, told to wait there and to stay until further notice.

You were met with a door, and when it opened, you were met with a face you didn't expect.

"Ex-marine Silver Blood (Y/N). Once a very powerful marine in the past, able to catch the cruelest of pirates and able to complete every mission given to her. Despite the blood within her, you were a great asset to us." Cold black eyes looked at you through a marine cap, hands folded underneath his chin.

Akainu.

A nervous sweat ran down your face as you looked at the powerful admiral. Out of everyone you didn't expect an Admiral to greet you. You voiced your opinion of the matter with a smirk, gazing at Akainu straight on.

"Sit down so we can discuss what you came for." The magma Admiral commanded, ignoring what you said.

Your eyes narrowed, "I'll stand." You replied, not wanting to act like you were going to be civil towards a man like him. You ignored the look of contempt of his, and Doflamingo's comment of observation.

"I already have my answer. And it's no."
You said coldly, Akainu released his folded hands under his chin as he gazed at you hardly.

"I expected for you to at least hear the benefits of being a Warlord, and what you can do with it."

"I'm already aware. I don't want it." You repeated, growing irritated.

The Admiral tilted his head, and you couldn't help but think he was mocking you when he did that.

"I didn't realize the blood of your father has rushed through you for the last few years." The man said with a raised brow.

You felt your eyes bulge in anger at the backhanded insult. But didn't make a move of attack, that's what he wanted.

"I didn't realize that in order to get who you want, that you would insult them Akainu. I've always preferred the cold, in fact, where is Aokiji-san?"

You glanced around as if trying to look for him, not paying attention to how Akainu's eyes narrowed and Doflamingo's laugh. Mihawk looking on the scene silently.

"I was just saying that before you became a no good pirate, you were more useful and level headed. And you understood 'Justice'." Akainu replied, your eyes snapped to him, the blood rushing within you as your body felt heated.

"Justice? Justice? Which one are you talking about? Absolute Justice?", you asked as you began to walk around with slow steps, your eyes on the cold admiral."The Justice that saves the citizens from 'danger'? Or," your eyes narrowed as you spat out the next word.

"Dark Justice? Surely you're not talking about that one?" You questioned, Akainu's eyes gazing at you knowingly and threateningly, not wanting you spit out another word. Not wanting the two warlords to know about CP9.

Your back straightened as you looked at him.

"Because that 'Justice' nor the one prior, I wasn't willing to follow anymore. Never again."

"You became weak." Your fists tightened at Akainu's comment, him continuing to say that you simply couldn't handle it, you weren't strong enough or was able to understand what it meant to be a true marine.

You snapped.

"Don't give me that bullshit! If that's what it means to be a true marine, then I see no difference from a marine and a pirate!"

Akainu's eyes narrowed as he put his crossed leg down, with Doflamingo looking on with interested eyes and Mihawk continuing to gaze at the scene silently.

How dare Akainu say that?! You really want to beat him up! You hate marines like him.

A true marine means to kill innocents ruthlessly for being weak?

To get close to people in order just to kill them afterwords?

To have these forever bloody hands, never having the power to wash it off?

Is that what it means?!

To be a true marine?!

You hate it, you hate it, you hate it.

"You're making it harder then it needs to be Silver Blood. How can we listen to your demand to not attack if you say such words? You really have downgraded yourself to be like your troubling father."

You used Soryu, your feet were on the table as you squatted in front of the seated and seemingly lax admiral, who had a smirk on his face.

"Silver Blood."Mihawk warned, but you ignored him as you gazed at the cold and smirking admiral. His expression seeming to mock you as you stared at him closely.

"Have you met him? My father?" You asked the admiral, squatting in front of him with your elbows on your knees. Akainu's smirk widened.

"I have. And he's hiding like a coward. Afraid to step out from his hiding place, not even caring he has a daughter in this world who wants to meet him. Nor that his lover died." Your eyes tightened at that. "Too selfish. Too idiotic. And just a no good coward that couldn't save his captain."

Your eyes were hidden by your cap, and as you looked through it, your eyes were murderous as you snapped at him.

"Shut up!"

Making Akainu's smirk widen as the room began to get heated. Your hand began to go to your hilt.

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Well.

Looks like we have to wait for next chapter, don't we?

Before that...VOTES!

Author: ...

Shanks: ...

Crocodile: ...*puffs cigar in annoyance*

Doflamingo: Fufufu~ Who knew that Hawk-man was so popular?

Mihawk: I'd appreciate if all of you would stop staring at me before I can do it for you.

Author: Sorry! It's just that*looks at comments and then back up at him* I didn't expect your popularity.

Mihawk: *raises eyebrow as his golden eyes gaze down at her*

Author: *heavy blush* O////O Alright...*puts hands on face* I-I get it.

Crocodile: I'm surrounded by fools.

Doflamingo: Aw~, what's wrong? Feel threatened that we are now equal according to them?

Crocodile: *glares* Lets test it out shall we? *raises hook and begins an attack at Doflamingo*

Shanks: *depressed aura* Awww...and I thought I was popular *pouts adorably* All I want is their attention.

Mihawk:...They will not be fooled by you Red Hair. Besides,*smirks in amusement* at least we know what type of men they like. I haven't seen any marines up here...

Shanks: 5
Mihawk:8
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 2

And there ya go~! ^_^ But really...no one seems to like the marines?

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Chapter 22: Protect

Summary:

The captain...

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Your hand wanted to go to your hilt, but it was stopped by a pull. Your narrowed gaze went to Doflamingo.

"Oh~," Doflamingo hummed, "you shouldn't look at me like that, you're being a tease."

Your eyes widened as you realized you almost got pulled into Akainu's trap, seeing his smirk seeming to fall. You let out a breath of air to calm down as you stood from the table and began to walk away, replying that your answer will be no. And always be no.

Before you left the room, Akainu left one more sentence to haunt you.

"Then you'll know what will happen. Everyone close to you Silver Blood, will be met by a similar fate. And you won't be able to protect all of them."

You left with a coppery taste in your mouth as a result of your tongue being bitten.

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You bid farewell to the two Warlords, even though Doflamingo was a little hard on not leaving and instead, wanting to take you with him to Dressrosa. A big "SHUT UP PINKIE!"with a red face was all that was needed for him to leave with his odd laugh, a grin on his face. Mihawk leaving more silently bidding you farewell with a kiss to the hand like always, you blushing but soon waving at him with a smirk as he left.

Now, you have to face the crew. Their smiles slowly left their faces as you went to the side of the boat to get your small makeshift boat.

"You're...leaving?" The quiet Wes, the other part of the duo shipwrights, asked. His hazel eyes showing hurt.

"No she ain't. Right? You're not leaving right?!" Taka asked, looking at you as you kept walking, her gray eyes holding a whirl of emotions. As her medical hands that were supposed to heal, clenched.

"I thought...we proved it to you..." The quiet brown haired shipwright continued solemnly.

Korra got in front of you with wet eyes when she saw (Y/N) already out the rowboat into the water, your feet on the railing as if preparing to jump.

"Why?! Are we not good enough for you still?!" Jet came and put a hand on her shoulder but she swiped it off in anger, tears coming down her face as Korra faced the person she's sees as her captain.

" Didn't we get strong enough? We'll get stronger! Stronger and stronger and stronger! Strong enough to protect ourselves and maybe even protect you! Just please! Don't leave!" The shipwright broke down crying, trying to hide her tears that were silently going down her face and landing on the deck. The deck of the ship that she made in honor of you, that she made along with her best friend Wes. (Y/N) said nothing as you continued to stand on the railing, facing the sea before you with your backs to them. Jet then came forward.

"Do we have to show you ourselves? Fight me. One on one." The crew gasped in shock as they looked at him hesitantly.

Hak's green eyes narrowed at the first mate, a frown marred on his face. Zuko, the Crimson haired fighter/cook doing the same as he looked at Jet.

"Jet..." Hak began, only for Taka to cut him off.

"You crazy Jet?! There's no way you can—!"

"We have to prove it to her," Jet said sharply, dark blue eyes gazing at his Captain, you, "we have to prove it to her once and for all." The raven haired man stopped and took a breath.

"If you defeat me with just a swipe of your blade then...then..." He bit his lip with clenched fists, but his eyes turned determined as he stared at your back.

"Then you don't have to hear from us ever again, (Y/N)."

"Jet!" The crew yelled out, shock written on their faces. Some not wanting for him to make such a deal. They've gotten this far because of their ambition to be acknowledged by her, and only her. What would they do now if it's not for her? And what if he died?

(Y/N) put a hand to Black Heaven's Judgement, making the crew gasp as they realized that you were going to be serious with Jet. Jet took out his two katanas with a nervous sweat. (Y/N) carefully slid out the black and silver sword, making the sun give a nice sheen to it as you held it beside you. You then made a move that shocked everyone around you.

With one swipe, you destroyed the rowboat that was in the ocean, your only boat that carried you throughout the seas for the past six years or so. You faced the wide eyes crew, their faces not understanding what just happened.

You smirked at them because of their faces as Jet was in a stutter of questions.

"Wha...?"

"I believe that Jet didn't call me by my proper given title." You said, dropping down to the deck as you walked towards him, your buster sword already away. Jet's mouth was agape as his eyes were slowly changing from shock to mild confusion. Your smirk widened as you stood in front of him, with hands on your hips as you asked "Well?"

"Ca...Captain?"He said hesitantly.
Your smirk changed to a small smile.

"Yes?" You answered and the crew immediately burst towards you with calls of "Captain!" Them crowding around you, and some hugging you, with you only laughing in response as you said for them to just come here. They did, tears streaming down their faces in joy as they each tried to hug their beloved captain tight.

Their captain.

(Y/N) smiled. Your crew.

They've proved themselves.

Jet still stood with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe what was before him. (Y/N) glanced at him and smirked.

"What's wrong first mate? You don't want to greet your captain?" Jet let out a slow smile, as tears slowly ran down his face as he gave out a strong "Captain! Captain (Y/N)!" He hugged you strongly, as if scared you would leave, with you only patting his back in reassurance. You saying to him and the rest of the crew, "I'm not leaving. Never."

And you won't. Forget the magma bastard, you could protect them.

You'll protect this family with every ounce of your life.

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I'm going to be honest with all of you. When I first wrote this, months ago, I cried. I started bawling with the crew, especially from Korra's words.

Now the votes~

Shanks: 7
Mihawk:10
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 2

Sorry, can't do the whole reunion of your harem all the time. They need breaks from each other. ^_^

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Notes:

...is you.

Chapter 23: Your Father

Summary:

An adventure awaits.

 

New Arc: Your Father Arc(AU)

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

It was a night of festivities as they sailed the Grand Line. Everyone celebrating from the fact that you finally accepted them.

You accepted them.

After all the years of their hard work and dedication, all for them to just be under you. For you to be their captain. Their one and sole captain. The captain that touched their lives in a similar yet unique way. The captain that saved them when they first laid eyes on you. The captain that had a high ambition and they knew that you would do it. The captain that didn't take anything from anyone.

The captain, that was oh so kind to everyone. Accepting. Understanding. And had a past they couldn't quite understand, but that didn't matter.

You were there now. With them.

You asked on what their dreams were, with them glancing at one another as they said for the past years, their dream was to be accepted by you. Your eyes widened.

Their dream was for you to accept them?

That was their dream?

You questioned it out loud, and the whole crew nodded.

"That's all we truthfully ever wanted," the head cook-Zuko-began as Korra cut in. "We always dreamed of the day you would accept us. To see
us." The shipwright woman smiled, the crew following with their own proud and bright grins. You gave a smile of your own.

"What's you first order, Captain?" Jet asked, his hands on his two katana a on his hips. Being the dutiful first mate.

You contemplated.

You did want to visit Smokey before this. Actually, before the whole thing about the marines wanting you to be a warlord you wanted to visit him. And you managed to catch where he was by a talking soldier as you and the other Warlords were walking through the halls. You've felt like you haven't seen him in forever. But...

"What was the last thing you've guys heard about my father?"

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They arrived at the summer island, that was rumored to have all sorts of ferocious beasts within. That were somehow made of rare metal within their fur and teeth. The natives greeted them, and answered their questions if they saw a man that passed through here that held the name 'Silver' them saying that the only other visitor they had was a lone man that didn't give his name. But that was three months ago. They weren't even sure if he left the island or not, the island being big and filled with forests with dangerous beasts that can use Haki.

"He's not dead." You said, the crew and natives glancing at your set expression. Confident that he didn't die from the weather or the creatures in this island. You believed your father wasn't weak enough to die, despite his old age. And you'll find him.

"Be careful young one," the chief stated as he looked at you with a grim face, "the creatures have been quite ferocious for the past few weeks. And we aren't quite sure on the reason." The chief warned, you looked at him and then nodded slowly.

As you walked with the rest of the Silver Judgement Pirates, the crew was wondering how they were going to deal with them if they face them. You quickly cut in.

"Do not kill them." You ordered, Jet and Hak glanced at you and slowly nodded. But Taka was confused.

"What? But that old chief said they're vicious." The raven-haired doctor said with furrowed brows, her fingers already ready with sharp scalpels to attack.

"If they attack, just knock them unconscious then." You relented as you gazed around, spotting the large trees that were as big as a giant. Internally wondering to yourself if the animals were going to be as large.

Taka looked at you confused, but she kept quiet and just looked at the first mate and navigator to possibly explain to her for the reasons of your order. Hak glanced down at the woman with amused green eyes and just shrugged, Taka growled at him in annoyance.

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It wasn't until later, did the crew find that the creatures seemed to be grieving someone or something. The crew looked towards (Y/N) with furrowed brows, wondering to themselves if you were aware from the beginning to not kill them. With you saying that you don't enjoy the needless killing of animals. Jet and the rest of the crew smiled at you as Hak the navigator patted your back and said this is the reason why you are their captain. You smirked at them.

"Compliments like that are the reason you're in this crew." You laughing soon after at your joke. Which slowly turned into a sad laugh and full depressed lines.

'I'm spending too much time with Doflamingo.'

The crew sweatdropped and slightly backed up from their odd captain.

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I'll get back to the canon story in two more chapters. But the next part is important so don't skip~

I'll update quickly within this tiny arc of mine. Then... ^_~ the next canon arc will come~

Now votes~

Author: Okay...um—

Cold voice: Why are there so many scum around here?

Cute voice: Coo~

*Everyone tenses*

Author: Oh sh*t. Lucci's here.

Crocodile: You are? I don't believe you've reached the kind of fame to be recognized. Surely the scum you are talking about is yourself.

Lucci: *smirks sadistically as his hands slowly starts to sharpen and change* Perhaps there's a reason no one knows of me... Would you care to find the reason why?

Doflamingo: Fufufu~ Careful Croco-man, he just threatened you.

Crocodile: *scoffs, but brow twitches in annoyance as he puffs his cigars, staying silent and decided to ignore the man and his little weak bird*

Shanks: So? What's the reason on why no one knows you?

...*everybody looks at him blankly*

Shanks: *blinks* What? *smiles politely* How about sharing your name then? That can't be hard for us 'scum' right?

Mihawk: ...

Lucci: ...Tch. Why would I—

Hattori: Lucci~ Lucci~

Lucci: *quietly glares at bird*

Mihawk: *smirks in amusement* Quite a companion you have there. More polite then it's master.

Shanks: That wasn't that hard was it? Now...*narrows eyes slightly, still a polite smile on his face* who are you really? Do you work for the World Government—

Author: OKAY! Let's just show the fans the votes alright?

Shanks: 7
Mihawk:12
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 2
Lucci: 1

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Chapter 24: Found

Summary:

A hint of the man you want to meet.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

They split up to find the reason on why the creatures were saddened, with the crew wanting to prove their strength to defeat the monsters that could use Haki efficiently. When they were faced with the boss, even (Y/N) had a hard time taking him on. And it was revealed that the boss was able to talk, him speaking to (Y/N) that he noticed you and your friends did not kill any of his family. You replied that you just wanted to know what made them sad, and if there were hints of a man that was here before. The creature widened his eyes, and he spoke about a kind man that passed through here.

"He did not hurt us in anyway, even when he had a bigger crew. Their alpha... was interesting. An odd mustached human." The creature began, his eyes seeming faraway as his deep scratchy voice spoke. "They all saved us from a deadly disease that was killing my kin, but that man always visited us even without his group."

(Y/N) had wide eyes and a smile as you realized your father didn't come and kill these creatures just to get their fur and teeth like you thought.

"He was kind, the human. And played with some of the cubs he managed to heal, unafraid. As if it was a regular thing for him to play with creatures such as ourselves."

The creature seemed to smile sadly, as he continued that in his last visit, he announced that he was unable to come anymore. The creatures roared in denial when he said that, as their eyes glistened with wet tears as he left with a sad smile and a wave. Him patting the boss creatures head, Lok, in goodbye and in thanks. Lok giving a strong roar as he left, the rest of them soon following after.

At the end of his story, you opened your mouth to finally ask the question that you've been patiently waiting to ask.

"Was his name Silver?" The creature widened his eyes.

"How did you know that?" Lok asked, his voice a mix of being rough and a hiss.

"I've been trying to look for him, I'm his daughter." You replied, gazing up to the large creature that was ten times your size.

"That explains it..." Lok muttered quietly, your ears unable to catch it as he continued, "Silver left something for you, up ahead in the abandoned caves." You blinked in surprise and then glanced back at your crew who were carefully petting the creatures. You told the crew to stay here, them replying with nods even if their eyes said they wanted to go with you. You ventured through the dark forest, the moon being the only light for you to see where you're going. You were met with dark and mysterious cave, giving off a vibe you couldn't place.

You put a hand on Karasu in caution. And went in.

Your eyes widened. Within the cave, on the walls, was a map. But it was an intricate and unique map, seeming to be drawn mountains or hills on it. It seemed old, older then what Lok seemed to say. They said his last visit was a few months ago, but this looks like it has been drawn years ago. Your eyes scanned the wall, trying to find something, but found nothing. You sighed and scratched your head in thought. You sat down with crossed legs and slowly took out your buster sword, looking at it with mixed emotions.

How were you going to find him?

Him only leaving a map without even letting on where it could be or the name, it would take forever. Not only that, but there are many islands with mountains and hills.

You tightened the hold on Black Heaven's Judgement, causing it to move slightly.

Your old man was making this harder then you thought. Something caught your eye, you moving them towards where the map was once again.

You widened your eyes and gaped in shock.

Words were written by the map.

'Yōyū Island. Find me if your heart wishes that.'

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Almost done with this very short arc, and then I'm moving on.

Votes~ ^_^

Shanks: 7
Mihawk:12
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 2
Lucci: 2

After Lucci's visit, I had to separate everyone for awhile. Things got a little...tense. ^_^'

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Chapter 25: Let's Party!

Summary:

A certain man always seems to be in your thoughts.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

You reunited with your crew and the creatures and said by morning they would be leaving.

The crew nodded. Except for Taka.

"What was in the cave?" Hak shushed her with a hand to the doctor's shoulder.

"The captain will tell us when she's ready." The blunt doctor's gray eyes turned to understanding as she relented.

You smiled inwardly at his thoughtfulness, but said to them that she must tell them. They've always been concerned, so you told them, noticing how the crew had giddy smiles on their faces when you said what you learned.

"What are we waiting for? Let's go!" Jet said with his blue eyes shining, happy that all their hard work paid off. The crew followed his excitement as they asked when they were leaving to the dangerous island.

You rose a hand.

"We don't have to go there immediately." You smirked, adrenaline rushing through you as you said the next sentence. "Other adventures await." The crew cheered in unison as you laughed at their antics.

The crew partied and played with the creatures, laughing and drunk on the uniquely made alcohol here on the island. They made (Y/N) laugh as they tried to sing the correct words of Bink's Sake, you almost coming to tears in laughter as you punched Jet's shoulder beside you. Making him get knocked over from your strength as you continue laughing while he yelled a pained "Captain!" The crew laughed at the pathetic spectacle of the first mate, who quickly blushed and stood up. Hak gave him a pat to the shoulder with a smirk.

They all partied until midnight, them falling asleep on the ground with the creatures beside them to provide warmth.

It wasn't a party like one with Shanks and his crew, but it was a fun one all the same.

(Y/N) had a soft smile as you went to sleep with no nightmares the whole night, your mind having one last thought before you went into slumber.

Shanks.

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WOOOOOOOOOO!!

Now the REAL fun begins!

*sadistic smile*

Shanks: 7
Mihawk:12
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 2
Lucci: 3

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Chapter 26: Questions

Summary:

Things are becoming suspicious, as Silver Blood feels dread. A certain event lingering closer and closer.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

The crew left with waves towards the natives, hearing the farewell roars of the creatures that had their spirits uplifted from their visit. They sailed for awhile until Hak asked (Y/N) where you wanted to go. You contemplated, you really want to visit Smoker. You missed him. But...

ACK!

Fuck it.

You let out a playful grin and announced they'll play with some marines. The crew cheering and giving knowing smiles to one another as they spoke if you wanted to see the smoke guy. You replying with a cheeky grin "Yup! I haven't seen SmoBaka in awhile. He probably thinks his world finally got peaceful." You laughed at the mere thought, "Too bad I'm here to make it fun!"

The crew replied with smiles and a "Hai Captain!"

The crew set sail with directions from (Y/N) to where you heard he was located.

During the sail, the crew was messing around.

"Hak! Put me down! Put me down, NOW!" Taka shrieked in fright as she flew in the air with the power of Hak's Wind Wind No Fruit. He smirked sadistically and only made her go faster, causing her to scream some more. "Captain! Help me! She yelled with anime tears going down her face. Meanwhile (Y/N) was laughing and asked Hak if it can be your turn, Hak nodded and put Taka down. Who was screaming in Hak's ear, causing him to wince. You laughed while the rest of the crew sweat dropped at the scene. (Y/N) was then slowly lifted up into the air, an excited and childish grin on your face. When Hak began to move you around, you asked to go faster.

He did.

"Faster!"

He did it again.

"Faster!"

Hak sweat dropped and told you if he'd go faster, he could let go of you by mistake and
you'll fly. This only brought a sense of adrenaline rush within you as you had a gleam in your eye.

"Do it."

Hak sighed, but did it. And like he said (Y/N) flew off to the distance with a "WHOOP!" But you noticed a large news seagull coming towards you. Was it even a seagull?

Realizing you haven't read the news in awhile, you attempted to reach for the bird. It squawked and tried to flap away from you, but you quickly used Geppo to grab its neck and try to pry off the paper out of its mouth.

"Oi! Give me that!" The bird kept pulling and pulling until (Y/N) only had a part of the newspaper, the rest being swallowed by the idiotic bird. A tick mark appeared on your forehead.

"Stupid bird! Tch, I prefer pigeons." You muttered out the last comment, briefly thinking about Hattori. Which brought your mind to Lucci.

You wonder how he's doing.

He's probably all healed by now. Hopefully Spandam wasn't an idiot(he is) and decided to put the destruction of Enies Lobby on CP9(he did). Where are they now? You wondered.

You were brought back to earth when you realized you were free falling towards the sea.

You widened your eyes.

"Oh shit." You quickly put a smirk on your face however, as you took out Black Heavens Judgement and sliced it towards the sea, holding the newspaper with your mouth. The force you used made you go up more feet towards the sky, as a huge wave was formed by your slice.

"Captain!" Your crew called with slightly worried looks. You gave them a grin and thumbs up.

"DON'T GRIN! YOU ALMOST CAUSED THE SHIP TO FLIP OVER!" Jet and Taka yelled with angry anime expressions.

You laughed at their expressions.

"It's fine." You say as you fall towards the ground in quite a speed.

Jet and Taka grew more tick marks.

"YOU'RE NOT PANICKING ENOUGH! ARE YOU CRAZY?!"

You grinned.

"You guys should know that already!" They quickly shut their mouths up after that as they glanced to the side. With the use of Hak's wind, you were able to land on the ship safely. You wave a hand to the crew they shouldn't worry too much, you're strong and will continue to get stronger. Jet smiled at you.

"We know. But nothing's wrong with worrying about our captain." Taka nodded.

"We just wanna look out for you, like you've always done for us."

(Y/N) let out a soft smile as you nodded at both of them. You then quickly took out the ripped article and scanned it, seeing any news that would interest you. You froze at a word, or more like a name.

Blackbeard.

Your eyes narrowed as you vaguely remembered Ace speaking about a man with that name, the one he was trying to search for because of a horrible deed he did. You read as much as you could with the ripped article, but all you got was that he became one of the Warlords. Your mind was in a whir of questions as you thought how that came to be. If it weren't for Ace, you wouldn't know who was Blackbeard at all. A no name pirate? Becoming a Warlord of the Sea?

Something's not right...

And you don't like it one bit, feeling dread in your stomach as you bit the inside of your cheek.

You turned towards Hak.

"Change course. We're heading to Saboady."

The crew looked at you with confused looks. Hak rose an eyebrow. "Captain? You don't wish to see that marine anymore?"

Yes.

Your heart clenched at the mere thought of missing a chance to see your first Nakama, Smoker. You wanted to see him.

You haven't seen him in what felt like forever. With his little scowl and the huge amount of cigars he can smoke a day, as he flushed in anger and fluster from you hugging him. Causing you to laugh and see his softened look that quickly turns back to a narrowed stare as he fought like the sworn enemies they were supposed to be.

You want to see that again.

But, you can't.

Your eyes hardened as you said you'll visit him another time and they must go to Saboady. The crew nodded, with Jet looking at you with a raised eyebrow. With you only giving him a nod. Which he returned, slowly, as he began to prepare the ship.

Sorry Smoker. Another time.

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Twenty miles or so away, marines were training.

"Commodore Smoker! A pirate ship was spotted a few miles away from here!"

Smoker glanced at the saluting soldier.

"What? Where are they now?" The man answered that the ship turned back and was heading west. Smoker eyes narrowed in suspicion. Him then asking which flag it was. The soldier answering they couldn't see it well, but they made out a scar on the skull and a large sword that seemed to flash silver. But the ship seemed to be from the Silver Judgement pirates, even though they've never seen a Jolly Roger there until today.

Smoker's gut lurched, his thoughts only thinking of one person who had a scar on her cheek. Her signature sword behind her in pride as she grinned at him.

(Y/N).

"Did you happen to spot a hat on the skull's head?" The soldier shook his head no, Tashigi came up to him and asked if it was who she thought. With Smoker saying nothing for a few minutes, only gazing towards where the ship was spotted.

"She left... That's the first time she's turned back, if it was her."

"She's never missed a chance to see you, sir. I'm starting to have my doubts."

Smoker said nothing, only letting his smoke coil around him as he thought of (Y/N). He knows it's you. It has to be. No other pirate would dare get close to where marines are stationed. No one but you. And you seemed to have gathered quite a crew. 'Blue-Eyed' Jet, 'Flying Eagle' Hak, 'The Gunmaker Pair' Korra and Wes, 'Scalpel Doctor' Taka, and 'Swift Fist' Zuko and maybe even more. The marines thought at first when the ship appeared that Jet was the captain, but each time the marines would ask he would deny it and say.

"Are marines idiots? Don't you see we don't even have our flag for the captain? Just get lost stupid marines."

They never said who the captain was, but lo and behold. They now have both a flag, and what seems to be their captain. 'Ex-Marine Silver Blood' (Y/N), holder of Black Heavens Judgement, created by the famous blacksmith Silver of the Molten Metal. And they always called themselves the Silver Judgement Pirates, doesn't take a genius to figure it out.

But, Smoker lips twitched down with eyes looking west with a furrow to his brow.

"It's her. And it looks like she found out the news."

Tashigi widened her eyes.

"You don't think–"

"We'll see her again." Smoker tightened his fists and jaw as he squeezed out the next sentence. "On the battlefield."

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**Geppo: a move where it appears you're jumping in midair, when it's just the strength of your legs moving quickly and touching the ground that keeps you upright. You often used this when you're on your small boat so you can go faster on sea. Taught and learned normally by marines.

**Kuroi ten'nosabaki(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black with a sheen of silver buster sword that's carrie son your back. Created by your father, Silver of the Molten Metal. Think of it like Cloud's sword from Final Fantasy or Zabuza's sword from Naruto. (Your sword is a mix of Cloud's and Zabuza's, there is no hole in your sword, but there IS a half moon cut in it. But the half moon cut near the top of the sword.)
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Chapter 27: Celestial Dragon

Summary:

Saboady is tainted. In more ways than one.

 

New Arc: Saboady Arc

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

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It was taking all of your control to not go out onto the streets where the Celestial Dragon was, arrogantly riding a tired human who was struggling to carry his fat ass around. After they landed in Saboady, you ordered your crew to find the one who coats ships and just try to relax as you went your separate way. The crew was concerned, for they were aware on how close they were to Holy Mariejoa and that the Celestial Dragons resides here but you waved them off and said you would be fine.

Clearly. You weren't.

You were in the back of a house, your narrowed eyes on the Celestial Dragon that looked at the people bowed before him with uncaring eyes. When he caught someone's eyes on him, he immediately took out his gun as if to shoot him. You tightened your fists as your eyes held fire within them.

To hell with it.

You took a step forward to stop the shot and perhaps take the blame, but a familiar hand to your wrist dragged you back and slammed you against the wall. Your mouth was about to let out a growl, your fists clenched as if to punch until you saw familiar black slitted eyes staring at you. A white pigeon on their shoulders giving a small 'coo~'.

Lucci.

"What were you planning to do Silver Blood? Attacking a Celestial Dragon would bring an Admiral here to give you your death. You're still naive after all."

You scowled at him.

"I was planning to save someone from the 'Oh-so-mighty-Celestial Dragons'. That old man needs my help, and I don't care how. Now back off Lucci!"

Lucci glared at you and tightened his hold on your wrist.

"I'm starting to think that you really are a mindless idiot."

You glared at him and pushed him forcefully away as you glanced back at the crowd. Your eyes widened. A little kid was by the old man and seemed he want to jump the noble in front of him. You used Soryu to get to the other side of the street.

"What did you think you were doing old man? Think you're better then me?" The ugly Celestial Dragon sneered in distaste as he held the gun in front of the man who was tense as he glanced at his grandson and back at the noble.

"No great Celestial Dragon-sama, I was just—"

A notable click was heard and the young boy and old man tensed.

"So now you're calling me a liar? Know what a dirty liar ends up to become in the future?"

The noble lowered his gun to right in front of the old man's forehead as the people around the area could do nothing but sweat in fear and prayed that the death would be quick. But one kid let one eye glare at the noble in front of his Jiji and was about to yell at him.

"Jiji! What are you doing out? Don't you know you need to stay inside or you'll see hallucinations again?"

(Y/N) cheerfully came out as you put an arm around the old man's shoulders and bowed down before the noble. The noble raised an eyebrow. On the other side of the street, Lucci quietly raised a hand to pinch his nose.

"What is this? You dare to interrupt my punishment to the peasant who looked at me with his dirty eyes?"

(Y/N) spoke while you bowed deeply, making the old man bow as well even though he was greatly confused and shocked.

"I greatly apologize for my Jiji's behavior. You see, he greatly suffers from hallucinations that try to kill him. Usually he stays inside due to this, so he doesn't scare anyone around him due to his horrible illness."

The noble gave a skeptical look, but did lower his gun down and hummed.

"I changed my mind. A greater punishment would be for you to suffer from your own puny mind then for me to end it. You were probably begging for it huh dirty peasant?"

The old man could do nothing but give a slow nod.

The noble guffawed and walked smugly away from them with his two bodyguards.

When they were not in sight anymore, you rose from your bow and glared at the nobles direction. You really want to fight something. Now.

"U-uh excuse me miss?"

(Y/N) blinked and looked over at the old man.

"I'd like to thank you for what you did. But you could've gotten killed miss. The Celestial Dragons must not be trifled with."

You scoffed. Causing the old man and the crowd around them that was reeling in shock to blink.

"Are you saying you should've been killed just for looking up by accident?"

The old man slowly shook his head no but began to protest once again when you cut him off.

"No person should be killed for such an innocent thing. Especially from someone who's just as human as you but was just born lucky to be royalty. Those nobles can kiss my ass for all I care." (Y/N) said with crossed arms. Lucci's eyebrow twitched as he looked on the scene silently.

Different gasps were released around you. Your eyes then wandered to the kid that was next to the man and your eyes widened.

The kids hair. It was as red as Shanks.

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Whaaaaaat?

Lucci's here?!

There's a kid that has the same hair color as Shanks?!

And I may be wrong but...did Lucci actually try to stop you from possibly bringing an Admiral over?! While insulting you?!

Oh wait, that's nothing new.

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Votes~

Author: ...

Shanks: ...

Crocodile: ...

Lucci: ...

Doflamingo: ...

Hattori: Coo~

Mihawk: ...looking at someone without saying anything is considered being rude.

Author: ...*glances at comments and then at the golden eyed Warlord* Uhh—

Shanks: Ah, sorry! *rubs head sheepishly* But it's just...*glances at the comments and then up at him*

Crocodile: ...*puffs cigar*

Doflamingo: Fufu~ You alright Croco-man? You're being awfully quiet. Is it perhaps because of the—

Crocodile: *glares at the Mingo* Finish that sentence, and I will personally send you off to hell myself.

Doflamingo: *grins* Why, that's quite nice of you.

Lucci: Unbelievable. The same level as a pirate? Do they even know what they want?

Hattori: Coo~

Author: ...Um, Lucci, it might because they like...*pauses in thought* dangerous men...

Lucci: *eyes narrow dangerously as a smirk graces his features* Oh~? *leans down to the Author with the same smirk* Do you find me dangerous, *leans to their ear* Author~?

Author: *faints as blood comes out of her nose*

Shanks: Oh no! You broke her!

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Mihawk:13
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 3
Lucci: 3

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Chapter 28: EXTRA: You and Your Weapon

Summary:

Link to what your famous sword, Black Heaven's Judgement, and you scar looks like.

AS WELL, a picture of your beloved Marine cap.

Notes:

http://animefreak1145.deviantart.com/art/Strong-OnePiecexReader-EXTRA-Your-Scar-and-Sword-622292031

Chapter 29: The Boy Named Kuro

Summary:

A relationship established. A kitty annoyed in the background.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

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The kids hair. It was as red as Shanks. And unlike those around them, he did not look at you with surprise or fear. But what seemed to be admiration.

This kid...

"And you there kiddo." The kid broke out of his reverie.

"You should think twice before trying to open your mouth and glaring at a person that is stronger then you."

The kid blinked twice as his grandfather whirled on him in horror.

"Yo-you saw me?"

(Y/N) smirked at the kids bashfulness.

"From a mile away kid. Although what you were possibly going to do was noble, you would've been killed yourself instead of your Jiji here and would've left him all alone."

The kid suddenly tightened his fists and scowled.

"But he would've killed Jiji! No one else was stopping him, so why shouldn't I?!"

You rose your eyebrows at the comment, and was suddenly remembering someone else who said words closely to the kid's.

'Everyone was too scared to do anything to them. If no one else was going to, why can't I?'

Jet. When you first met him when he tried to defeat corrupt marines by himself.

"Kuro! Don't ever attempt to do that again! You need to stop thinking you're strong enough to do certain things! I would've been fine, Kuro."

(Y/N) kneeled in front of the kid who turned his scowling face towards you which slowly turned to bewilderment.

"Kuro huh? Is that your name?"

The kid slowly nodded as he looked directly into your eyes, not backing down from probably what he thinks to show an incoming lecture. You let out a smirk.

This kid.

You put out your hand for a handshake.

"I'm (Y/N). You know, not many can say they can do what you did."

Kuro's light brown eyes blinked and there was pride within his smile as he shook your hand firmly. Which you noted, as well as some small scars in his young knuckles. During your observations, you were unaware of the frantic whispers around them.

"Hm? Strong shake there. Have you been training kid?"

This time Kuro nodded enthusiastically.

"Yeah! I practice with some of the weapons my Jiji makes, mostly the wakizasha since Jiji says all the other swords are too big for me."

The old man had an exasperated look on his face.

"That's because Kuro, even with the wakizasha you seem to always get injured."

Kuro flushed and tried to deny it, saying that the bubbles in Saboady sometimes get in his face and he can't see. It's not his fault.

At this you laughed good-naturedly as you then patted Kuro's bright red hair in amusement. Your eyes then gazed to his own light brown-no. These eyes aren't like a light brown. No. They hinted towards a metal. Not gold like Mihawk's or silver as Crocodile's. No...this kid... He had eyes the color of a strong vivid bronze.

His eyes...it reminded you of yourself.

"It's 'Ex-Marine Silver Blood (Y/N)'!"

Oh.

Shit.

"That woman there is a pirate who's defeated pirates and marines alike. She doesn't care who it is!"

The old man and Kuro whirled on you, shock on their faces. Clearly not believing a kind woman like you that was willing to get killed for a stranger was a pirate.

The old man turned his gaze into the crowd.

"If that's true, then why such a cruel pirate like that would risk her life to save someone?"

The crowd hushed into murmurs and gave bewildered glances toward your direction.

Kuro, already moved away from the hand that was patting his head, lowered his brows.

"Are you? Is that why you look so strong and not scared?"

(Y/N) rose an eyebrow. This kid sure has odd questions.

"If you're asking if I am indeed Silver Blood
(Y/N) then I am." Gasps rang around the street and you think that someone fainted.

"But kid, just cause I'm a pirate doesn't suggest that I'm strong or unafraid. Anyone can be strong. But afraid, I was. For you guys."

Kuro blinked.

"Wh-what?" You smiled at him. As you stood back up from your kneeled position.

"I don't enjoy people suffering in front of me kid. Not when I could do something about it. Not when I know I can do something about it." You pointed at him cheekily.

"Kinda like you. But you gotta get stronger to protect the people you want to protect. So make sure you don't do what you did again. Okay Kuro?"

You then turned and walked away, giving a small wave as you went.

"Teach me!" A young boy's voice shouted and was immediately admonished by his grandfather. (Y/N) stopped and glanced at him from the corner of your eye. Lucci's dark eyes narrowed, as his gaze turned from you towards the young brat.

There. Kuro stood with his back straight and shoulders as broad as they can go, determination swimming in those metal bronze eyes. (Y/N) froze. His eyes...his hair. The way he's looking, that conviction. It's almost the same as...

'Shanks.'

(Y/N) then began to wonder in that moment, on how a kid like him can remind you of so much people. Your gaze then travelled back to his metal orbs. He didn't back down from your own gaze, just seemed to strengthen his resolve as his grandpa told him that it was impossible.

'Those eyes...', you thought, ' can surpass even gold and silver if it tried hard enough.'

'This kid...'

You turned fully around.

"How old are you young Kuro?"

"12. And a half."

You rose an eyebrow at his wording.

"Don't you think that's a little young to start training with someone like me?"

Kuro's lips thinned as he lifted his chin up in defiance.

"Anyone who saves strangers are perfect teachers to me. Especially if it's people I care about." The old man blinked at him in shock.

"Kuro..."

You tilted your head.

"I'm a pirate. You would have to leave your home behind and everything in it. You probably would only come to this place every few months or even years."

Kuro took a step forward and said that he's willing. But (Y/N) shook your head.

"No. You'd leave your Jiji behind." Kuro's eyes widened, as he then glanced to his old man in worry and realization.

"But..."

"You're strong kid. Especially in the heart. Use that determination of yours to train yourself. Never stop what you got there Kuro." You smiled at him once again, softly.

"Who knows? Maybe one day you'll catch up to me. Maybe...," your smile turned into a smirk," Maybe you'll even be in my crew." The crowd gasped in alarm and Kuro's innocent eyes widened. "Anyways, I must go now. Ja ne~."

You walked a few steps forward when another yell made you give a slight pause in your step.

"I'll find you again to teach me! Just you watch (Y/N)!"

You smirked as you kept walking, secretly hoping to indeed meet the kid again.

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Another OC I had to add. This kid is going to be important in the long run, so don't worry about that.

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Shanks: Author-san? Are you...okay?

Author: *sparkling eyes with a heavy blush as she looks into the distance* Yeah...*dreamy sigh* why wouldn't I be?

Mihawk: You are acting odd today...*looks at the direction she's looking* What are you looking at—

Author: *quickly gets in front of him* NO! I-I mean, nothing! *blushes*

Doflamingo:*observes Author with a glint in his eyes behind his glasses* Hm~? Did a new person come on the board?

Author: *looks at him with a nervous sweat* NO! Of course not! W-why w-would someone pick another g-guy with you guys h-here?

Lucci/Crocodile: Idiots. *looks at each other* *low growls* *epic glare off commences*

Hattori: Coo~

*door opens in the background and someone steps into the room*

Author: *spins around in their direction* Wha-?! I told you to stay there until I told you to!

Smoker: *puffs his two cigars as he looks around with a hand to his jitte* You were taking too long. *glances at her as she slowly turns red under his gaze* ...and I have a feeling I would've never left that room for some reason.

Author:*flushes in embarrassment and looks at the ground in shame* I just wanted to keep you safe...it gets tense in here sometimes.

Smoker: *steps up to her and pats her head gently as she looks up* I can protect myself. *smiles slightly* But its appreciated. Now*turns to the pirates* why in the hell—

Author:GAH! I can't take it anymore!

Smoker: What the sh*t—

Author: *glomps Smoker* SMOKEY~! ^/////^ YOU'RE TOO PRECIOUS FOR THIS WORLD!

Shanks: Author~! *whines* I thought I was your favorite~ *pouts*

Doflamingo: Fufufu~ Looks like we know what type of men the Author likes now.

Smoker: Get off me!*flushes in anger(embarrassment)*

Author: NEVER!

Shanks: 8
Mihawk:13
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 3
Smoker: 1
Lucci: 3

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Chapter 30: Bites From Cats Hurt

Summary:

Kitties like attention.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk
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"Yeah, yeah, yeah. That was stupid. I know. That was idiotic. I know. That was naïve. I know. Just stop already. The heck is up with you? I liked it better when the cat got your tongue."

Lucci glared.

You sighed.

When you walked out from that scenario, Lucci went up to you again and started to do his thing where he judged you with his eyes. And slowly demeaned you with his words as Hattori basically nested on top of your head.

"What are you doing here anyways? And did you heal well? Were the others able to get you a doctor in time? Did Kalifa—"

At Lucci's silencing glare and sudden grasp of your wrist did you stop ranting. You couldn't help it. You're willing to do anything to distract you from the Celestial Dragon. At the mere thought your blood began to boil.

"Silver Blood." At the mention of your title, you glanced up at Lucci.

He smirked.

"It appears you are troubled."

Troubled? Troubled?!

"I would use a stronger word."

You asked your questions again, but the only one he answered was on why he was doing here. His answer didn't help since he said it was none of your business. You narrowed your eyes at him. Commenting that he got sassier since the last you saw him, although the last time you saw him he was knocked out. (Y/N) wanted to know this question however.

"Did you use the cream?" He glanced at you, looking at your expectant eyes. He then glanced away.

No matter, you caught on as you smiled at him.

"I'm glad that you used it. The scar...must've been painful."

(Y/N) glanced to the side as they walked as you thought about the circumstances on how Lucci got that scar on his back while he just kept staring straight ahead. You touched your own scar on your left cheek in thought.

Wait.

Where are they going?

"Lucci-neko, the heck are we going?"

Lucci glanced down at you.

"I'm going to where I originally came here to do. The true question is, where are you going like a lost puppy?" Lucci smirked, your face quickly getting a vein in anger before you gave a sigh. You stopped walking besides him, Lucci stopping as well. Your hands were on your hips as you looked at the sky as you stood in thought. Watching as many bubbles floated into the sky and then popping.

"I gotta leave then. I gotta go back to my crew." You said, turning your gaze back towards Lucci who looked at you curiously, one slim eyebrow raised.

"Last time I checked, you had none." You gave him a knowing smile.

"I did. Just never acknowledged them." You took your hand out for a handshake.

"It was nice seeing you again kitty. Make sure you still hold onto your part of the deal the next time we meet, away from prying eyes."

Lucci didn't even so much glance at the hand as he just stepped closer to you and leaned over by your ear.

"I'll make sure of that Silver Blood," he purred into your ear. Making you get shivers come across your spine because of it. You can feel his smirk widen as he suddenly bit down on your ear.

The hell?!

"Oi—!" He bit down again, this time catching your rising arms that were going to hit him. You were sure a little bit of blood was coming down your ear from how hard he bit it.

You were right. When Lucci leaned back, a little bit of blood was on his smirking lips. He licked it. You blanched.

"And make sure to stay away from that savior of yours when we battle. Don't want any interruptions."

And with that he walked away from the blushing (Y/N), as you screamed at the top of your lungs "Pervert!" You rubbed your ear in distaste as you looked around.

'Where am I?'

(Y/N) moved your eyes around as you tried to find which Grove Number you're at now. You weren't really paying attention as you and Lucci walked, for you were trying to get your emotions under control. Your (e/c) eyes finally spotted the tree that held the number on where you were. Grove Number 3.

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3?!

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Adding Lucci here was indeed random, but we haven't seen him in awhile. So I had to add him in there before he possibly appears again in the far future.

But yay~! He bit you again! And just proved he's openly jealous of Shanks, even though the cat doesn't know it IS him.

Shanks: 8
Mihawk:13
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 3
Smoker: 1
Lucci: 3

Sorry, they aren't here so—

Smoker: Where did they go? Why am I here by myself?

*puts finger to his lips*

Shhhh...it's okay. I'm here...

*immediately takes off finger from his lips and flushes in embarrassment and starts muttering to herself*

Why did I do that? What's wrong with me!

Smoker:... I'm surrounded by idiots everywhere I go.

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Chapter 31: Auctioning Yourself

Summary:

To earn the attention of Silver Blood is a high honor indeed. Discussions at Marine HQ.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk
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You clenched your teeth.

You were in the human auction zone!

You don't want to be here. And just like that, your emotions were back. You need something to slice. Or punch. Or kick. You need a punching bag. Or a punching dummy. Your mind immediately went to the Celestial Dragon, your imagination creating where you punched his lights out as you grinned. Your shoulders sagged. If only that were true. If only an Admiral didn't come because of those pissy nobles, then you can punch them as much as you want.

As (Y/N) continued to imagine you punching and slicing certain nobles as you punch your hands repeatedly, you would've seen five slave hunters.

"Isn't that Silver Blood?" "Oh shit, it is! I have her poster right here." The head looked over at the poster, a plan coming to his mind as the others whispered amongst themselves. "But how are we going to get her? She looks distracted right now but..." Another one continued. "She used to be a marine! Not just any marine, a great one. How the hell are we going to catch someone like that?" The Hunter said as he waved his arms in the air. "Lets just move on. There's no way—" The head spoke. '
"Silence. I have a plan."

You already sensed those five idiots that were hiding in the bushes. Your eyes narrowed. Probably hunters trying to find people to sell them off to the auction house. Idiots. But they'll do.

"Camie~~~~!"

...

Sanji? Only one cook can scream a girl's name like that. You looked up and to the right as you saw from what appeared to be flying fish carrying two people. You tilted your head.

Two Sanji's?

"Off to the auction house! Let's go!"

Not-Sanji yelled as they flew over you and headed towards the auction house that was within Grove Tree 1. You looked at that area in thought. Sanji is here, and seemed to be in a rush. If he's here, then the Straw Hats are. But why are they heading towards the auction house?

"H-hey, u-u-uhm, miss?"

The Straw Hats aren't the type to buy people for entertainment or just to get a crew member. No, they're noble.

"U-uh. I-I was w-wondering if you k-knew where the amusement park w-was? I s-seemed to have gotten l-lost?"

The Straw Hats aren't just noble. They're self-less, admirable, and have such strong loyalty that is seen rarely nowadays. They were willing to help their princess friend defeat Crocodile after all. They'd do anything for a friend. Your eyes widened.

They'd do anything for a friend?

Did a crew member get napped to be sold? But how is that possible? They're strong... Maybe they got them by surprise. No. Wait. Maybe you should just go and check who it is. You can perhaps help them. You're sure your crew can handle themselves. And you have the perfect plan.

"U-uh-uhm...miss?" (Y/N) finally slid your slitted (e/c) eyes over to the shaking man before you. He jumped in shock and looked like he was about to piss himself.

"You were doing a lousy job on trying to get a person like myself your attention."

You can't believe you're going to do this. Your pride is going to be in shambles.

"If you're trying to kidnap me at least do it right. I mean, what are you and your other friends even doing?"

Should you take a sleeping dart? Or just walk with your shoulders held high? Like you don't care you're possibly being sold? Yeah...maybe that? The heck are you even doing...

"First, you must ask politely. Now, off we go right?"

Yeah...yeah this will work. The man widened his eyes and you spotted the others coming out of the bushes with shackles. Your eyes narrowed at the object. Oh hell no. You started to walk towards where the auction house was, the men exchanging confused looks amongst each other. Seeking to confirm if this was actually happening.

"The shackles won't be necessary." You stated loudly. You know it's necessary, but, ah... Man. You hope that no one you know is there. But, from what you remember, this auction house belongs to someone you know well. Your eyes narrowed into slits. You hope that Doflamingo is not here.

But if he is...then perhaps he has the answers that you originally seeked from Shanks before coming here.

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Marine HQ

"Dark King Silvers Rayleigh and Silver Blood (Y/N)?"

Garp asked the young marine before him as he saluted and nodded in confirmation.

"It seems they are unaware of who he is, and are planning to sell him as a regular old man." At this Garp laughed as he ate. Believing that such a figure being sold at an auction house ridiculous.

"But from what we've heard, Silver Blood seemed to turn herself in quite easily."

Garp rose an eyebrow at this. (Y/N)? Turn herself in? The main thing from her personality is her pride. That he always remembered from when he began to train her and she worked under him with a bright smile. Garp was indeed surprised when (Y/N) defected from CP9. But, if there was another trait he remembers from the young girl it was her caring nature. At times, he got reminded of his grandson Luffy because of that trait. But that was the only thing she had in common with his idiotic grandson. As well as how noble she was. Honorable. A person like that, should be nowhere near an assassination team such as the ruthless CP9. Where 'Dark Justice' is taught. Ever since that moment, that moment she left and became a pirate did he regret. He should've warned her better. Tried to stop her. Tell her what exactly CP9 stands for.

Garp unconsciously clenched his fists around his tea cup.

Even throughout all this time, he was unable to see how she was doing. Smoker has however. Countless times in his reports he's mentioned that (Y/N) came by. Garp smiled fondly. Those two were close. It's a shame they are now sworn enemies. Garp wants to keep cheering for Smoker however, despite how fruitless it is. They always seemed to be a cute couple. Still, why did (Y/N) do this? Garp thought with an inner frown.

"Don't worry. I'll handle this. Don't tell anyone of this, not even Fleet Admiral Sengoku."

"Yes sir."

He made a promise to Captain Roger. But he will protect the person he's always seen as a granddaughter as long as he can.

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BACK FROM VACATION(and Pokemon Go ^_^') SO HAVE UPDATES!! XD

Garp is revealed! And your relationship with him has also been REVEALED!

What else shall be revealed?!

Besides you willing to auction yourself?

Find out, next time on Strong!

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Votes~ ^_^

Smoker: Can you let go of me?

Author: *hugging the marine's waist with a stubborn pout* No.

Shanks: She really likes that marine...*glances at Mihawk* I thought she would be a fan of yours.

Mihawk: *looks at Shanks* Why would you think that?

Shanks: *looks at the comments* *sweatdrops and laughs sheepishly* No reason. But really*anime tears run down his face* Author~ Come back~!

Doflamingo: ...*grins*

Crocodile: Don't you say it.

Doflamingo: *grin widens*

Crocodile: If a peep even comes out of your mouth, you'll be eating your own dust.

Doflamingo: *pouts* *looks at the calm sitting Lucci* Hey! Marine!

Lucci: *ignores as he closes his eyes*

Hattori: Coo~ Coo~

Doflamingo: How does it feel to be as popular as an infamous Warlord like myself~?

Lucci: ...*opens his eyes slowly and glances at the pink Warlord* Just as disgusted like I was the days before. However, *smirks* there's a clear sign on who they favor more it seems.

Doflamingo: Fufufu~ I agree, hey Croco-

Crocodile: Sables!

*Doflamingo flies away in a sand tornado*

Crocodile: *looks at Lucci with slitted eyes* Repeat that young kitten, and you face the same fate.

Lucci: *scoffs but says nothing*

Shanks: Author~! Let go of the marine and come back over here please!

Shanks: 8
Mihawk:14
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 3
Smoker: 2
Lucci: 3

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Chapter 32: Rayleigh and Your Father

Summary:

You're learning about your father. But not from him.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

Well. This was surprising. You never expected Rayleigh to be here.

You were in shackles behind bars as you sat in between a giant and the old man you were questioning. Yes, the shackles were necessary.

Oh well.

Since you spotted him, you bombarded him with questions about your father and how he was. The old man laughed heartedly as he observed you must be his daughter he was talking about. Rayleigh told you all sorts of stories on how the captain, himself, and your father were close. People sometimes even mistaking himself and your father as brothers because of their names. Even though his last name was Silvers and your father's first name was Silver, there was no way they were related. But people tended to call them the 'Deadly Silver Duo' whenever they fought together side by side.

"Your father always tried to have anyone's back in a fight, always with that smirk of his. He loved fighting with strong respectable opponents, but he loved making weapons to fight more."

Rayleigh then moving on to how your father made the best of the best weapons. Never did your father half-ass making a sword. He treated every single one of them like a child. Like the sword you have. Gentle but strong as he hammered them down and took them out of the oven. Shaping them with flint to get sharper. Stronger, for the world around them. Making sure they had no scratch on them with watchful eyes, seeming to be afraid of such a thing.

"The whole crew knew he would've made a wonderful father if he didn't have a pirates life. When he told one day with that idiotic smile of his that he was with child with the woman he loves since we were kids, well." Rayleigh laughed and smiled fondly. "Let's just say there wasn't a moment where he didn't talk about you. He didn't even meet you yet, and he was already saying that no one could touch you."

When the slave sellers came out to get another 'item', that being the mermaid. And it was when did she yell Luffy's name did you see who the Straw Hats were trying to rescue.

"Hey, is your name Camie by any chance?"
The mermaid immediately looked over, the slave sellers setting up on why seemed to be a tank.

"Y-yes? Have I seen you somewhere before?"

You gave a small smirk.

"No. But I believe that we both know a crew that seems to always get themselves in trouble." Camie widened her eyes, about to question you if you knew the Straw Hats when she was pushed in to the tank by the men. Your face went blank at this, a slight frown on your lips as the men carried her over to the front stage. When Camie looked back however, she didn't miss the wink and small comforting smile that went her way by you.

When they left, your face immediately went to a frown. Maybe you should get out yourself now. You're concerned the Straw Hats won't be able to save their friend in time. Rayleigh's eyes moved back towards you, watching the worried expression across your face as he observed silently.

"Do you possibly know Monkey D. Luffy?" He asked, causing you to look towards him and give a smirk.

"Yeah. That kid is going to Pirate King." You said with confidence.

Rayleigh rose an amused eyebrow.

"If that's the case, then I can't wait to meet the young man." Your smirk widened.

"Why wait?"

It was at that moment did you and the others hear a crash within the building. You laughed.

"Pfft! Man, they have amazing timing!"

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Ah, I never really said your father was part of Roger's crew have I?

I sure left many hints everywhere though.

Zoro wanting to battle you because of your sword and that you're the daughter of the man who made it.

Crocodile mentioning it as well, in the beginning. The man who has a grudge with Roger and Whitebeard(mostly Whitebeard) because of them stealing his dream.

Akainu insulting you as well, quite harshly. Showing that your father wasn't just any pirate in the high seas.

And that little arc with your crew that I made, the creature-Lok- mentioned that your father was with a strange mustached leader.

Well, there ya go. You know now.

XD

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Shanks: 8
Mihawk:14
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 3
Smoker: 2
Lucci: 3
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Chapter 33: It Has Come

Summary:

The war has come.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

You were roaming around backstage, as Rayleigh talked with the Straw Hats still within the auction house. You were now in a sort of good mood. Catching a peek of Luffy punching the spoiled noble that almost killed Kuro's grandfather felt too good. You grinned. Man, Luffy gave him a good punch. He really deserved it. As well as the rest of his family. Those pricks.

Now...where can you find the information you're looking for.

"Surely this is no laughing matter...?!"
A voice you believed was the host of this auction house yelled. Your eyes immediately narrowed. Who is he talking to?

"Hehehehehehehe!"

(Y/N)'s eyes widened. Your feet then moving silently but quickly to where you heard them.

"Where are you exactly right now?! This is going to ruin the shops reputation and we're talking about Roswards family here." Rosward, you repeated in your head. Must be those nobles family name. "They'll go after us for something no doubt about it!! You have to do something about this!"

You leaned against the wall, right by where the host was talking to Doflamingo into the MushiMushi. You doubted Doflamingo would care. He can care less really. He seems the type. And you were right. Him beginning to spout about the new era coming along and letting the host, Disco, handle it. The host tried to protest, but failed in deaf ears. Your attention then heightened to when Doflamingo mentioned that he and the other Warlords were called by the marines.

"How does this sound for the future? The Whitebeard Pirates VS the Royal Shichibukai."

You froze and got into a cold sweat. What?

What?!

You immediately marched off to where the MushiMushi was and pushing the host off, ignoring his protest as you grabbed the intercom.

"Oi. Pinkie, what do you mean by that?" You questioned with hard eyes. You heard Doflamingo give a surprised hum.

"Oh? Little marine, what are you doing there? Disco didn't inform me you were part of the audience. Didn't see you as the type."

Disco stuttered as he looked back and forth between the MushiMushi and you.

"Y-you know Mr. Doflamingo? We were about to–!"

You immediately hit him with your scabbard of Karasu knocking him out as you yelled "Shut up!" at him. You don't need anyone knowing this. No one.

You repeated the question to him again, him then teasingly asking "Haven't you heard? This does involve one of your friends after all~."
you demanded for him to stop being a dancing little bastard to your questions.

"I need answers. Like how Blackbeard became a Warlord."

There was silence.

And then there was laughter.

"Fufufufufu~!" You clenched your fist on the intercom as tick marks began to appear on your face. "Stop laughing!"

"Fufufufufufufufu! Fufufufu~~!"

You clenched your teeth in impatience and anger at his unstoppable laughter. You really want to shake him silly right now. Maybe punch him in the face. Anything to stop that laughter of his that seemed to be mocking you from your ignorance.

"Ah. Poor Silver Blood~, can't seem to find a way to know everything that's been going on hm?"

Your eyes twitched.

"I've been busy Pinkie. Unlike you, I don't have the money to live in my own country nor the time to fully relax." Doflamingo laughed at that again, you quickly asking him in impatience on what was so funny?

Doflamingo lowered his full blown laughter into chuckles.

"Your friend, 'Fire Fist Ace', has been caught my little marine."

You froze. Your eyes widened as time seemed to slow down.

"Caught...?"

"By the people you used to serve under. But the credit mostly goes to that Blackbeard. A public execution is going to happen two weeks from now."

Your breath hitched. Your palms started to feel sweaty as dread settled in your stomach. Ace? Caught? Execution? You couldn't wrap your mind around it. The friend you easily made when Ace sook out Shanks to thank him for saving Luffy. Ace, who had those bright smiles like the sun. Ace, who you shared stories with and laughed like old friends. The boy with the unique hat and wanted you to join Whitebeard. The boy you always fist bumped with, never seeming to be down.

Ace...

They're going to kill him? Publicly?

Rage started to pour out from your core. But as well as uselessness and confusion. Why publicly? How dare they treat him like he's a mad dog that's being put down?! He's human just like them! He's kind, caring, and so funny! The way he smiled always brought you up from whatever mood you were in, away from your nightmares when they happened to see each other during sea. You...he...

He's going to die.

A thought then came to your mind. Whitebeard. Everyone knows he treats everyone in his crew like his own child. He's a man that would protect his family with every inch of his life. Your eyes widened.

The marines were asking for war.

"Connect the dots yet little (Y/N)? A full blown war is going to happen, right in the Marine's HQ. An all out battle with the Whitebeard Pirates, marines, and the Warlords. This~! This is where a new era begins!"

You remained silent as you thought to yourself. The marines? Basically begging for war? All for a pirate? They usually keep the prisoners all in Impel Down and suffer the torture within there for a lifetime. Impel Down... The prison that is impossible to escape...

"Is Ace being held in Impel Down?"

Doflamingo hummed out a yes. (Y/N) then began to get another crazy idea of yours. It was mostly you putting all your belief in Luffy about this, but maybe it could work. Your idea, must be the most stupidest, mind blowing, idiotic, suicidal, and just down right stupid(did you say that already) that someone has ever had. But perhaps it can work. Someone did escape once.

No. Your eyes hardened in determination as you thought of your friend.

It will work.

"Doflamingo."

"Oh~? You're using that voice of yours that you do, you should say my name more often~." He said teasingly, but you can tell you got his attention. It's rare when you actually say his name.

"Thank you." You said. And you meant it, you were sincere to the annoying overly big flamingo. Something that rarely, if ever, happens. Perhaps that was why you were met with silence. You just continued to what you were going to say. "The next time we meet, we will be enemies on the battlefield. Don't go easy on me. This is war."

Silence again. Then a full blown laughter came out that your ears felt like they were ringing.

"Fufufufufu~! You are welcome little marine~. And I can't wait! Goodbye for now little (Y/N)."

"See you 'Mingo."

You hung up. And stared at the MushiMushi with a thoughtful look in your eyes.

Change of plans. You have to meet up with your crew. Now.

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Anyone has an idea on Reader-san's idea?

Anybody?

And... I'll give someone a virtual cookie if they can figure out which other chapter titles are connected to this one.

I'm going to give you guys a warning.

I enjoy writing connected chapter titles. It...helps give you guys hints on what's to come.

And there is SO much to come.

(^ν^)

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Votes~

Shanks: 8
Mihawk:15
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 4
Smoker: 2
Lucci: 5

They need a few more days away from each other. ^_^' Also...

Smoker: Can I leave now?

...No... There's so many good cigars I have. Don't you want them?

Smoker: I've been doing that already. I gotta go. My subordinates are probably being idiots without me there keeping them in check.

...*sighs* Fine. Go. You gotta come back though with the others, so remember!

Smoker: *shrugs* Yeah, yeah. Sure.

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Chapter 34: What?!

Summary:

Certain people think you're with CERTAIN people. ;D

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

'That didn't work.'

You dodged other marines and threw them over to the three rookies besides you. You were going to leave, you were. But your attention immediately went towards Trafalgar Law. You've heard of him. Not only that, but you've heard of him from a very interesting source.

Doflamingo.

According to from what you remembered one day, when he somehow found you(you are pretty sure he stalked you) in an island that were known for their (fav. meat) and other types of meat. You retaliated and called him annoying and was thinking of actually using Black Heaven's Judgement on him when he said something interesting.

"Fufufu~! Sometimes you remind me of a certain brat." He said with a somehow more forced smile then he usually has, something you noted. Indicating to you he doesn't like this 'brat'. "Hear he's trying to be a pirate nowadays. Perhaps you've heard of him, hm~? Little marine~."

Trafalgar Law.

When you heard that he pissed off Doflamingo, your curiosity was peaked. You knew how the man was. Not anyone can piss off Doflamingo and live. This rookie is interesting...and even though you were...whatever you were with the creep, you want to befriend him. Or at least talk to him. He seems like the standoffish and distant kind of guy, perhaps a little sadistic from that smirk of his as he's holding that guy's head.

You sweat dropped.

Okay, maybe more then just a little sadistic.

"(Y/N)! You saw that?! Shishishishi!!" Luffy yelled towards you with that cute bright smile of his, noticeably shorter then before. You had a sudden urge to hug and squeeze and never let him go. Not just because of his adorable chibi self but...your mind was brought back to what you found out.

Yes. You want to protect him. It doesn't seem he's found out yet, but he'll find out on his own soon enough. Besides, your plan must already be put into action. You must leave as soon as possible. You gave a small smirk at him and a nod of approval as you drew closer to the three trios. The Straw Hat crew then spoke to themselves.

"Didn't think we'd see her here..." Zoro commented as he gazed at the infamous pirate. Robin glanced at them with a questioning gaze, a confused smile on her features.

"You know Silver Blood?" Robin asked as Franky rubbed his chin in thought.

"Wait...she was in Water 7 before you guys came! I remember her now! Made my men scared to get some parts from the foremen of Galley-La!" Frankly realized with wide eyes, as Brook only gave a "Yohohoho~!"

Usopp's eyes narrowed as he thought of the guys who beat him up to the ground in Water 7, but quickly shook his head. It's in the past either way. But really...? Did (Y/N) truly know everyone?

"She really does know everyone in the sea..." Usopp muttered with growing wide eyes, while Sanji and Nami nodded to Robin's question with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah. We met her in Alabasta. You know her Robin-chan?" Nami asked. Robin blinked, as she gave a small chuckle behind her hand.

"Oh, just as much as anyone else I believe." Robin said with a knowing smile, the crew sweatdropped and left the archeologist be as they turned their heads back.

Back towards you, you're picking your favorite Supernovas.

In terms of likeness, Luffy is already #1. Law, because he made the pervert mad, #2. And Kid #3...mostly because of what you've heard of him. You greeted Luffy with a smirk, as you patted his head like always. Teasing him as you said you were sure he was as tall as you the last time you saw him. Luffy giving another unique laugh of his.

"'Ex-Marine Silver Blood (Y/N)'. Daughter of the famous blacksmith Silver of the Molten Metal of the Roger Pirates. Never thought I would see so many famous faces when I came here." Law drawled as he glanced over at your kneeling form with a smirk and raised eyebrows. Kid giving a cruel smirk of his own.

"What is a famous woman like you doing here?" The red head asked.

You stood up and glanced at both of them as you greeted them both equally. "'Dark Doctor' Trafalgar Law. Eustass 'Captain' Kid. To be honest with you, this trip wasn't really planned. I came to find something out. But..." Your smirk widened as you looked over at both of them who looked at you with utmost interest.

"Let me hear your dreams. For you've come far for them, they must be big."

Kid and Law answered that they will find the One Piece and become Pirate King. Them then glaring at each other as well as a still small Luffy. You hummed and nodded.

"Those dreams will require some difficulty." You commented.

"I also want to beat your boyfriend." Kid added with a smirk.

At this your mind went blank.

Everyone looked at the smirking mechanical fruit user in a mild deadpan at what he said.

"BOYFRIEND?! I don't have one!" You yelled out, Kid's smirk widening at your reaction.

"Let me elaborate, I want to defeat the Yonko Shanks."

Your eyes widened as you began to sputter out that they are just a friends.

Law glanced at you with a somewhat confused frown on his blank face.

"I heard that you were with Hawkeyes Mihawk."

A blush lit up your face.

"We're friends! I don't like either of them that way!"

"Eh?", Luffy glanced around in confusion as a question mark seemed to appear out of his head, "what's wrong with liking two people at once (Y/N)?" Everyone looked at the Straw Hat in a deadpan, clearly he didn't get it.

You cleared your throat loudly as you gained control and went back to what you were saying.

"Anyways, not only do you guys have to conquer the Grand Line, but constantly fight off other competitors. That dream..." You appraised them with a respectful gaze. "That dream is an admirable one."

Law and Kid's eyes widened as you looked at them. It seems they've never heard someone give such respect for such a hopeless and reckless dream before.

"Oi!! (Y/N)! You said I was going to become Pirate King!" Luffy yelled, or more like squeaked in his chibi form. And just like that, Kid's face went back into a scowl and Law's face went back to that blank face. You wanted to sweat drop as you confirmed that you did, and will always think that. But there must be respect for others who strive for the same dream. Something you know that he's aware of. At this, Luffy shut his mouth up. You glanced at Law, who seemed to be glowering at you.

You rose an eyebrow.

Well, someone is cheerful and perky.

"I gotta question for you, Trafalgar Law." You announced, before they are forced to leave because of the marines. Law rose an eyebrow but said nothing as you strolled closer.

And then, quite suddenly, pat him hard on the back that he moved a little forward, then giving you a glare and was going to open his mouth but you interrupted him.

"That was a pat in the back. I heard you pissed off a certain idiotic flamingo we both know and I was hoping we can mock him together."

Law's eyes visibly widened under his hat, something only you were able to see without the others noticing. He wanted to ask questions but there was no time. You have to go. You jumped back from the sudden all out brawl and waved at the rookies, saying that you can't wait to meet them at sea for some interesting fights.

Now, to your crew.

Who've probably been waiting for you at the coater's place for hours.

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You managed to squeeze in a meeting with the Straw Hats. Although, you were only able to see and actually give a greeting to Luffy.

And those to you who are wondering, Robin does indeed know you.

If you remember from the early chapters for Alabasta, she observed to Crocodile that he almost got caught by you once again. She knew you, but you didn't know her.

Or more like you didn't know she was there at all.

And come on, how can Franky NOT know you?

You were there in Water 7 for like weeks trying to pay off your debt on ruining a boat. What kind of person tries to steal parts from Galley-La with such a strong pirate(you) around?

XD

And ama_rin gets the virtual cookie for guessing correctly on what other chapter titles were connected to 'It Has Come'.

Check them out! ^_^ They have a good One Piece X Reader story that has the same mysterious vibe like this one. SO GO!! XD

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Votes~

Author: Hey guys! Look! We gotta special guest this time~.

Crocodile: *brooding as he smokes his cigar*

Smoker: *glaring at Crocodile with a hand to his jitte and with tight lips around his two cigars*

Author: Uhh...guys?

Lucci: *silently leaning against the wall with crossed and closed eyes with Hattori loyally on his shoulder*

Hattori: Coo~

Doflamingo: Fufu~ *grinning to himself as he messes with some objects with his strings*

Author: ...errr

Shanks: *talking nonstop to a silent Mihawk as they drink together(he drinks)*

Mihawk: ...*stares at his beverage as he hears the Red Hair go on about this and that*

Author: ... *sweatdrops* Maybe another time...*goes to the door and starts to whisper to the guest* Hey, I don't think it's a good time right now, perhaps another time?

Silver Blood (Y/N): Huh? Oh sure, I guess. But why did you invite me here in the first place, are there people in there—

Author: SHHH!*slightly panics and looks back towards the room only to see nothing has changed* *sighs in relief* Look, things are a little...tense right now. I'll give you your (fav. Meat) another time okay? When everything is over and done with.

Silver Blood (Y/N): *raises eyebrow skeptically and with narrowed eyes* Alright...but remember the food okay?*walks away*

Author: *sags shoulders as she looks at everyone in the room* *starts to mutter* I swear, I try to do something nice for all of you, but everyone's ego, duty, or just plain party problem is in the way.

Shanks: *looks over at her suddenly* Huh? Did you say something?

Author: *facepalms*

Shanks: 9
Mihawk:16
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 5
Smoker: 2
Lucci: 5

WARNING!

PROBABLY LAST TIME IM GOING TO DO THE VISITS OF THE DIFFERENT MEN OF THE HAREM UNTIL FOR LIKE AWHILE.

LIKE I SAID, THINGS ARE TENSE. WHICH I MEAN WITHIN THE STORY. AND I DON'T WANT TO RUIN THE UPCOMING TENSE ATMOSPHERE WITH YOUR HAREM BICKERING WITH ONE ANOTHER.

FOR THE NEXT COUPLE OF CHAPTERS, I WILL ONLY DISPLAY THE VOTES AND NOTHING MORE.

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Chapter 35: The Value of Nakama

Summary:

Warning.

...

^_^'

I'm sorry Shanks shippers

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

STRONGLY RECOMMENDED FOR THIS CHAPTER AND AFTERWORDS

Chapter Text

 

Wha—?

What...?

Shanks, was part of Roger's crew, and he never told you? You were with your crew and the Straw Hats as Rayleigh spoke about his time at the ship. Rayleigh was visibly surprised you never knew, for Shanks spoke of you when he came by many years ago.

How is this possible? Why wouldn't he tell you? When they first met, they always shared stories. Even afterwards, they shared stories of the people around them. Shanks did always mention Buggy however...someone he was close friends with even though you believed it was more like a rivalry then friendship from what Shanks told you. But...didn't Shanks know you were curious about your father? He sailed with him! You know you spoke to Shanks about possibly trying to meet him before, why didn't he say anything. Why didn't he...?

You felt betrayed. It was stupid. It was childish. You knew he must've not said anything for a reason, Shanks isn't the type to keep secrets. Not unless it's for someone protection or something of that caliber. Still...

You felt the worried looks of the Straw Hats and your crew. They were concerned for you. And were a little angry at the Red Hair for keeping this away from their captain. They did more then he ever did when it came to looking for your father. When they were trying to get stronger, they tried to catch all the rumors of Silver. They marked their maps, tried to track him down and always seemed to fail. But they always got close. All for the captain that didn't even acknowledge them at the time.

You gave a wry thankful smile at all of them. You then suddenly standing up from your chair, asking if your ship was done with its coating yet. Shakky giving a slight no in response, Rayleigh replying that it still requires one more day of coating now that he is back from the auction house. You frowned, glanced at your crew and walked out from the shack. Only giving a small wave behind you for the Straw Hats, Luffy's concerned and serious dark eyes on your back as you left.

You felt your crew stand up to join you outside as you walked towards your ship.

Your gaze was determined, your gait proud and with conviction as you stood in the middle of your ship. When you felt everyone was in, you turned towards them.

"Listen to me. And listen to me closely. What I'm about to say, you must follow. You must. If you cannot follow these commands, then it is best if you leave." The crew said nothing but nodded, but their faces grew concerned and filled with worry as they noticed how their captain was behaving. You sighed and told them your plan.

"I'm going to go to Smoker and let him send me to Impel Down to—." Before you even finished her sentence, you were already met with protests and varying levels of shock at her words.

"No! You crazy?!" Taka yelled as Wes looked at you with wide hazel eyes.

"Captain...dangerous." The second half of the shipwright duo said, only to be not heard as Jet and Hak looked at you with angry gazes.

"How can you even–? Like what?!" Jet yelled, his blue eyes seeming to shake as his black hair got in the way.

"What are you thinking? Why?!" The navigator yelled, as the one after the other yelled at you. Your eyes narrowed.

"Be silent!" The crew froze from your loud voice, you quickly continued with grim eyes.

"I heard this from Doflamingo. Ace got captured and is in Impel Down. His execution is going to be in two weeks, so I have a plan. But don't tell Luffy at what I'm doing."

They were eerily silent, but Korra spoke up.

"How can we trust him? Captain, he's probably manipulating you to—."

"Korra." She flinched from how cold you said her name. "I believe I would know if I was being used. And I can tell Doflamingo was telling the truth, since he was spouting nonsense about it."

You then told them they must stay here. The crew was about to protest again, you gave them a glare. Immediately silencing them with a mere look.

"I do not wish to lose my crew in this war that the marines started. I want you to stay safe, which the best way is, is to be away from me."

"What about you Captain?" Jet asked quietly. You turned towards him with a raised eyebrow.

"What about me?" Jet clenched his fist as he said that you always do this. You asking on what do you always do.

"Protect us! Since even before you knew us, you protected us. Each and everyone of us here, was helped and saved by you." Jet's voice showed strong emotion, but his voice did not waver as you looked at him with hidden eyes behind your cap. "Strangers. We were just strangers and yet you wanted to help. Afterwords, when we wanted to be in your crew, you pushed us away. You were scared." You clenched your teeth. "You were scared that we were going to die if we were near you. So you protected us by pushing away. You always protected us! Let us now protect you (Y/N)!"

You said nothing as you glanced around to the other crew members under your signature cap. They all had the same fierce determination that Jet had within his eyes.

"Do you all agree?"

Immediately everyone nodded. Hak adding that they didn't train for nothing. Taka saying they were strong, and if something happens, she's always there to stitch them back together. Korra and Wes looking at you with caring eyes, while Zuko clenched his fists quietly.

"You're not alone Captain. Not anymore. We're with you now!" Jet proclaimed loudly, followed by loud 'Aye's'.

You felt touched. Your crew... Your wonderful sweet, gentle and caring crew. You don't deserve them. Their loyalty is something you'll never understand, but you treasure it. You treasure them. They're...they're your Nakama. And you'll do anything to keep them from getting hurt.

Anything.

You lifted your head up and gave a small smile.

"Thank you." The crew slowly let out relieved smile's and sighs. A thrum of strong power was released within you, stronger then you normally use. And the crew was suddenly on the floor, even though it was difficult to knock them all out.

"And I'm sorry."

You'll protect them as long as you can. You have to do this alone. You won't let anyone touch them, your eyes narrowed.

Especially not Akainu.

You quickly went over and grabbed one of the shipwrights inventions of a smaller ship but still had a small couch within the little room it had. You ignored the calls for you as you quickly steered away, with the ships motor engine within and unique sails.

You'll finally get to see Smoker.

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Dun. Dun! DUN!!

Plan revealed! Sort of...

But really Reader-San, what are you thinking?

And again... ^_^' Sorry Shanks shippers. Had to be done.

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Chapter 36: Silver Blood Captured

Summary:

What are masks for?

For others? Or... for yourself?

 

New Arc: Your Capture Arc(AU)

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

"Smoker." You greeted, as you stood with an overload amount of Navy around you with weapon's ready, shackles on your wrists. It didn't take long to grab the attention of the Navy as you neared the island that Smoker was currently stationed at, along with Tashigi.

Commodore Smoker...you wanted to hug him in congratulations. Smirk at him as he would probably scowl and try to hit you away from himself. You would then laugh at his face like always and joke with him, bantering with him like old times. Like they weren't sworn enemies. Where everything was much simpler and innocent. A world where you only cared about your friends and dream.

That world is gone, you sadly confirmed. Your eyes hidden beneath your beloved 'Marine' cap.

"Silver Blood." (Y/N) gave a small smirk that felt forced on your cheeks as you murmured "So cold." Smoker looked at you with suspicion, he wasn't the only one. The whole island was on high alert because of your presence. They must think that you're like a rampaging rabid dog from how cautious they were. It makes sense though.

You do have 500,000,000 beri on your head.

Very dangerous if you weren't careful.

"Why did you willingly turn yourself in? Are you planning to try to take us by surprise to attack us?" Smoker questioned with eyes filled with questions as he looked at you. He knows this isn't like you. He knows how you valued your pride. The pride as a sword user, the pride you had as a marine, the pride you have of your freedom, the pride you have of never getting caught. You gave a hollow laugh, trying to put your mask back on and pretend everything's okay.

It wasn't.

Saboady seemed worst then from what you remember.

Shanks withheld something that would've been important to you, with the knowledge knowing that was the case. As well as some knowledge on Blackbeard.

Ace...Ace was being held in the most inescapable and cruelest prison in the world-Impel Down- as he awaited for his execution that the whole world was going to see.

War was coming. And you have no idea who will live or die. Only knowing you will try your damnedest to protect the people you care about. What scares you, is that your hardest may not be enough. Maybe you're not strong enough. What if someone dies because of this stupid plan of yours? What if, someone you care about dies? What if. What if. WhatifWhatifWHATIF—

"Like I would actually take the time to get in shackles, wait for you guys attempt to take my swords, just to surprise you with said surprise attack." You rolled your eyes, and you were thinking you're doing good. But you weren't feeling it. Not this time. All your emotions were making you anxious and nervous. Your thoughts were jumbling up together in your brain as your heart slowly filled with dread on IT MIGHT NOT WORK. YOU SHOULD'VE TOLD ME SHANKS.

You felt strong brown eyes looking at you without even having to glance up, but you did anyways.

His eyes were narrowed, filled with suspicion but as well as confusion. Your eyes looked away when you saw the flash of concern and the tightening of his jaw on his cigars. 'Don't look at me like that', you thought, 'like we're not the sworn enemies we were supposed to be like you've always stated. Don't look at me...'

"Then why?" Tashigi asked as she stepped forward with her glasses on her head, hand on her hilt.

"Why?" You repeated, tasting the word on your lips as you wanted to formulate an answer.

And what better answer then the truth.

"I..." You let your mask fall completely, uncaring on how you might look. You straightened your shoulders and looked up at the marines before you.

"I wish to say goodbye personally to a friend before he leaves for his execution . I wish for you, Commodore Smoker, to turn me into Impel Down under your name." Surprised gasps fell around as you looked directly into wide confused chocolate eyes, your attention only on him.

"I made a promise to you. I want you to keep it." Smoker's jaw slacked as a cigar fell onto the ground. Tashigi wasn't doing any better, as her eyes were filled with complete disbelief as she looked between you and her Commodore. Smoker then tightened his fists.

"Why?" He seemed to growl.

Your brows furrowed as you looked up at him with a small frown on your lips.

"I told you why."

That wasn't the answer Smoker was looking for.

"Take Silver Blood to my office! Now!" He commanded with a strong bellow. His brown eyes on you, then quickly turning away.

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Funny gone. Serious now.

Mask off. You now.

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Mihawk:16
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 7
Smoker: 3
Lucci: 5

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Chapter 37: I'm sorry

Summary:

Sometimes to protect, you must hurt.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

"Take Silver Blood to my office! Now!" He commanded with a strong bellow.

The marines jumped out of their shock and shakily led you to the Commodore's office, the Commodore leading the way with quick fast steps that the trainees couldn't keep up. When they arrived, the Commodore ordered them to leave them alone and for Tashigi to stand outside the door as he slammed it shut. Smoker then looked at your form that was standing in the middle of the room with angry and bewildered eyes. Like a wolf.

You don't think you've ever seen Smoker this mad. This confused. This—Smoker stepped closer to you until he was one foot away from you with intense eyes—emotional. You tried to ignore it.

"Do you know what you're spouting from that idiotic mouth of yours? The promise you stated that if I beat you and captured you then—."

"You did. You captured me. And now you will take me to the deepest and worst level of Impel Down. You caught me, why does it matter how?" You do know why it matters. You made that promise in hopes of him finally catching up and them having an equal and fair fight. If he defeated you successfully, then he would feel this accomplishment you know he must've wanted since they were young. You were too ahead of him since they were little. He's always been trying to catch up, trying harder when you became a pirate.

Each time they met, and you showed off your abilities—without meaning to— you saw the way he clenched his jaw and fists at knowing he's not close yet. It was during these times that you would think he would give up did you repeat their promise loudly for everyone to hear. That you would only accept him to capture you, once he beat you in a fight. And just like that, his conviction will burn through him once again. But now...

"How?" He rumbled quietly with half lidded eyes. "How?!" He yelled, you hearing the betrayed tone of his voice and looked at his expression.

"Why are you even turning yourself in to try to see Fire Fist? Why not just try to rescue him with the Whitebeard Pirates? This isn't like you. There's more to it then that. I know you."

You, for the first time, glared with heat at Smoker underneath your cap. Causing him to blink from your slitted eyes.

"I will say nothing. What I said is true." Your voice was cold, distant to even your own ears. You mustn't let him know. "And it doesn't matter. I'm just a filthy pirate and you're a loyal marine dog, like you've always said right?" This time, Smoker flinched.

'No!' Your inner self yelled at you. 'No! What are you doing?! Look at what you're doing to him! He's...he's...'

'I know.' You grimly replied. 'I know...'

There was a deafening silence. You wished that he never took you to his office, that he just a left the matter be.

But no. He has to care.

He has to show concern like the soft-hearted man he is. For you! Someone who always brought him trouble. Who couldn't land a punch against the bullies when they were younger because of fear. Who didn't know how to shut your prideful youthful mouth up. Who'd know what to tell the marine's Doctor exactly what was wrong with you when you received an injury.

Why does he care about someone so troublesome? Why does he care? Why can't he just...just...not?

'But then he wouldn't be Smoker. He wouldn't be your first Nakama.'

Now look what you did. You hurt him. You hurt him more then any physical life threatening wound can do. And it's your fault. It's all your fault. Oh why Smoker? Why are you so nice...—

"Why are you...doing this?!"

"You're an assassin?! ...but...we visited my mothers grave together..."

"Liar."

"Murderer!"

"My son...!"

"You...killed...me?"

—You can practically hear blood dripping from your hands at the memories—

So nice, to someone like you?

Your gaze flitted back to his face, and you froze.

"Very well. We shall depart in a few hours." He said with a monotone, hiding his emotions and then turned away to start walking towards the door. But you saw his eyes.

His eyes were never supposed to look you like that. His eyes were filled with hurt. No.

No!

You reached forward with your shackles making a sound at the movement, you have to say sorry. A hidden message. Something! Anything! You were immediately met with his unique weapon to your face, making you stop with wide eyes.

"You will not touch me," He glanced over his shoulder at you with narrowed eyes, "Pirate."

With that, he left and shut his office with a quiet click. And you would've preferred shutting the door loudly and possibly breaking it better then that quiet click.

No...you idiot (Y/N)! Your fists tightened as you bit your lip. You hurt him! You hurt Smoker! You hurt your Nakama!

'What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me?!'

Smoker... You can possibly handle anyone else here look at you like that. Like you're nothing but pirate scum. But not him. You hurt him...you hurt Smoker.

I'm sorry.

"I'm sorry..." You whispered out. You suddenly kneeled onto the floor in despair and in desperation as you repeated the phrase.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Your head was bowed, touching the floor with your hands being the only thing that lifting your up, while clutching your Marine cap.

The one they both received as their first days of being a marine.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

You're shaking, you observed, as you kept repeating it. Maybe he'll hear it somehow. Maybe, he'll forgive you. Please. Smoker...don't leave. You can't... (Y/N) felt wetness quickly come down your cheeks as you began to sniffle.

You're crying. Isn't the strongest woman in the world supposed to be immune to crying?

You tried to quiet a sob with your hand as more tears came in rapid succession.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry."

'Please. Forgive me.'

A concerned figure look through the window behind spectacled eyes, then walking away.

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Next chapters will be serious. Those moments in Saboady was your last chance for a laugh.

Let's move on.

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Chapter 38: It's Time

Summary:

Nakamas can never be enemies for long. If at all.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

One more day. And you'll arrive to your planned destination.

Just one more, and you will get to see Ace. Afterwords, Luffy will probably coming barreling towards them with fists ready. Your plan is mostly a gamble. You're putting all your faith on a mere seventeen year old boy, who you've only seen three times. It was stupid. But, you see something in Luffy. Especially when you first met him in Alabasta. You saw how he would do anything for his Nakama, the will to protect, how carefree he was, but as well seeming to know what to say. It didn't take long for you to see the young pirate as a little brother. Luffy has that effect on people. That inconceivable power of having the people around him willing to do anything to save his life if it came to it.

Your stomach gave a loud growl once again. You haven't eaten the past three days, last thing you ate was in Sabaody and it was only a snack. You're starving. But you have pride. Like hell you're going to eat the food that's messily given to you through the tiny space of your cage. Some food going to the floor.

No.

You just drank water. Also...you glanced down with regretful eyes. You're punishing yourself for what you did to Smoker. It was necessary. What you said. You regret it though, wishing to take it back. Only yourself needs to know about your stupid gamble. Though, you're wondering if you've made the headlines yet...

The door opened, revealing Smoker with a tray in his hands. You glanced away.

"I've heard our prisoner hasn't been eating."

You said nothing but look down and hide your face with your cap. Smoker frowned. Then giving a blow of smoke out of his mouth from his cigars.

"You know what will happen once you arrive in Impel Down, right? You'll never see the light of day again. Only being fed scraps and being tortured constantly."

You continued to say nothing, already knowing all this.

"Silver Blood." Smoker called your title once again. When you finally glanced up at him, Smoker lifted the tray to reveal a (half eaten fav. meat/fav. food if vegetarian or vegan). Your favorite food.

Your stomach growled loudly once more, causing you to hold your hand to your stomach with a scowl. Smoker sighed and stood up. Appearing to leave the room. Your mouth opened.

"Smoker." Your voice called out, raspy from not talking the past two days to anyone. Smoker immediately halted, but did not turn. "Stay." You said, your eyes clenched shut.

"Please. Stay." You pleaded.

'Don't go. I'm sorry. We're still Nakama right?' You wanted to say.

You heard a shuffling of feet and then you felt something push against your foot. You opened them, the tray was in front of you. With Smoker sitting across from you on the other side of the jail cell. Your hands twitched. One going up to your cap and rub it fondly. It's not Smoker, but the feel and memory of this hat makes you feel warm. It was odd to eat in front of someone who wasn't, who would glance at you every few minutes when he wasn't too busy enjoying his cigars. When you were done, you contemplated on what to say. What can you say? Without giving yourself away? A thought, a memory, a promise then flashed through your head. But was interrupted by Smoker.

"Was it good? I would assume so from how you swallowed it whole instead of chewing and possibly choking." Smoker remarked casually. It made you flush in embarrassment.

"Hey! I didn't eat since like three days ago, which wasn't very filling if you ask me." You said indignantly. Smoker slid his gaze towards you. "It was your choice on not eating the food we gave you." You scoffed, amusement and nostalgia beginning to surface as a smirk slowly came to your lips.

"Have you seen the food they give me? You wouldn't eat them either. You were always such a picky little brat when we were younger." Smoker eye's began to soften as he gave his own flushed retort back. The nostalgia was hitting you quite hard. They haven't bantered and argued like old friends for awhile. (Y/N)'s eyes softened as you looked at Smoker's relaxed form.

You missed him. When the room got quiet, it was comfortable. A comfortable silence between friends that known each other for a long long time.

Your eyes turned half lidded. Yes. It's time.

"Smoker." You called. His gaze immediately settled into your face, sensing you were about to say something serious. "Yes?"

"I think I should tell you now. Before it's too late. The reason why I left the marine's." Smoker's eyes immediately widened in shock. Clearly, he didn't see that coming. Smoker then asked you if you're really not planning to escape. You rose an eyebrow but shook your head no. Smoker then stood up and unlocked the cell, motioning to you to come sit by the table within the room that was meant for the guardsman. They both sat down. Smoker giving a harsh drag from his cigars before blowing out once again. When he gave you the utmost attention, you began.

"It first started when I joined CP9..."

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FINALLY!

We shall see what happened with Reader-san.

We're going to start from the beginning.

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Chapter 39: The Past: Dispatched

Summary:

Always listen to your elders. It could save you from a lot of pain.

 

New Arc: Your Past Arc(AU)

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

A teen (Y/N) frowned. Your Marine cap still on your head as your coat was on your chair that you were sitting on. The kanji for 'Justice' on the back of it.

You faced your mentor and teacher, the closest person that could be seen as a role model to you.

"What? What do you mean by that Garp?"

Garp gazed at you sternly, his arms crossed as he stood before your personal office desk.

"It means what it means. Stay here with us, just decline."

Your brows furrowed as you stood up from the chair.

"What? You know about my dream. What are you trying to say old man?! That I'm not ready for whatever they throw at me?!"

Garp's dark eyes narrowed, his expression seeming to grow more tired by each passing minute.

"(Y/N), you know that isn't what I'm trying to say."

You clenched your fists, your eyes darkening.

"Is it cause I'm his daughter. It's cause of that isn't it? The fact that I'm a pirates daughter is the reason you're not letting me go." You accused, something that seemed nothing new to you. It seems each time you did something, you felt like others connected it with your father.

The man that somehow took your kind mother's heart and created you, only to leave and never come back.

The fact that your mother always compared and your father when she was still alive didn't help. Saying he was a good and marvelous man. Kind, with a smile on his face, talented.

You would never call your mother a liar, you would be no better then those kids back in Loguetown if you did. No.

It was the fact that you were ashamed of the blood within you. So ashamed. You didn't want to be known as a pirates daughter.

You wanted to be known for you, (Y/N). The strongest woman in the marines if things kept going like this, but now Garp is in your way.

Garp's expression tightened.

"(Y/N)—"

A knock on your door interrupted the Vice Admiral, you quickly calling for the person to come in. Your eyes brightened, as you spotted your now shaven and more mature friend. Who now took a habit to smoke like his name suggests.

"Smokey! How are ya?" You said as you quickly grabbed an invitation letter on your desk and began to walk towards your furrow browed friend, you ignoring Garp's calls to you.

"(Y/N), shouldn't you—"

"Should we talk outside? Fantastic idea." You exclaimed as you pushed Smoker out of your office to quickly walk away from the old man.

"(Y/N)!" The Vice Admiral yelled.

"See you later, Garp!" You waved back at the Vice Admiral, quickly shutting the door and began walking with a disapproving Smoker at your side. You walked passed some trainees as they were mopping, once they spotted you, they quickly saluted.

"Lieutenant (Y/N)! Ensign Smoker!" You and Smoker nodded at them in greeting, walking past them.

"What was that about with you and Garp?" Smoker asked as he looked down at you as they walked, mindlessly taking a stroll. You just wanted to walk. Smoker glanced down at the paper in your hand.

"Isn't that your invitation that you showed me earlier?" The shaven man asked, puffing his cigar. You glanced up at him and then at the paper.

"Yeah...the old man said I should decline."

Smoker rose an eyebrow.

"Why would he do that? He knows about your dream." You shrugged as you scratched the back of your neck.

"I don't know... Granted, I didn't really let him say much." You admitted, as Smoker gave a small scoff.

"You were acting like a brat weren't you?"

You quickly turned towards him with a mock glare, offended.

"No I wasn't! The old man is just crazy I tell you!" You yelled out as Smoker chuckled. His brown orbs then turning serious as he gazed down at you.

"Well, you accepting the invitation?" He asked, you blinked looking down at the paper and fine print. Inviting you to join CP9.

"They've never done this before...inviting someone to work for Cipher Pol that isn't trained from the special island." You slowly stated, even though you and Smoker both already knew this. Smoker narrowed his eyes, but then shrugged.

"They must see something in you then. Do what you want to do." Smoker commented, you continuing to look down at the paper.

"Yeah...I still wanna go."

Smoker nodded, the two of you continuing your relaxing stroll. Perhaps being the last thing the two of you would do before you were sent to Enies Lobby.

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It was a sad goodbye to Smoker and a silent one to Garp, who stared at you with a mix of worry and disapproval. The ship that was picking you up was here already, and was patiently waiting for you to take you to Enies Lobby.

You gave the already smoking Smoker a strong hug, a smile on your face with a promise they would see each other again. With Smoker slowly returning the hug, tightening it even further as he brought you closer to him.

You gave him a smile.

"Don't worry, I'll call time to time to mess with you. You know, to make sure you don't miss me."

Smoker merely scoffed and rolled his eyes, a hint of a smile on his lips as you began to walk towards the ship that was docked at the Marine base. Your signature hat still proudly on your head.

Smoker's smile quickly twitched down, spotting with narrowed eyes he saw a young man with a black suit, waiting for you on the other side, eyes cold and dead. A feeling of uneasiness filled Smoker, and he was half-tempted to call you back for you to get away from that boy. But he bit back, not wanting to ruin his best friend's dream. And so he watched you go, the marines that were her subordinates and friends seeming to be deadly silent.

The base seemed to have gotten quieter when you left, Smoker observed as he quickly turned away.

While Garp still stood at the pier with clenched fists and a tight face, watching the leaving ship.

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You walked along the ship with a slight skip in your step. Man, you couldn't believe it!

You're going to be a CP9 agent! The top secret organization that just came out from the World Government, only the top marines knew the info that came out of them.

You're doing it! You cheered in your head as a proud smirk was making its way across your face. You're proving everybody in Loguetown wrong, you aren't just a pirates daughter anymore.

You're now a CP9 agent, a former Lieutenant at only the age of sixteen as you clearly grew stronger and stronger, long ahead of marines older then you. You were even ahead of Smoker since you were kids.

Your smirk widened.

You're a CP9 agent now, but you're going to be the strongest woman in the marines soon.

That'll show everyone.

You frowned.

'But why would Garp say that?' You thought back as he personally sook you out from training to talk in your stuffy office. Not being his usual weird old man self. At first you thought that perhaps something happened to one of your subordinates, only for him to tell you that you should decline. He knows your dream better then anyone else. Probably better then Smoker, since Garp was the one that personally took you under his wing while Smoker was taught by another Vice Admiral at the time.

You shook your head from the memory.

Whatever. You already accepted and get closer to accomplishing your dream this way.

"Hey, the famous Rob Lucci is here on this ship!" A random marine said to his friend as they walked towards you. His friend's eyes widened.

"What?! The kid that killed all those people at only thirteen years old?"

You froze and paused, looking towards the talking marines.

"What?" You asked, the marines looked towards you and saluted.

"Lieutenant (Y/N)!"

You frowned as you stood in front of them in the hallway, your arms crossed.

"Stand down and tell me more about this 'Rob Lucci'." You commanded, using your rank as you intently listened to the marines as they shared what they heard.

Your uneasiness grew as they shared the stories of the famed and first CP9 agent. Who managed to survive numerous cannons to the back as a young teen, only getting large scars. Shaped like the logo of the World Government. You soon realizing he was the same age as you as days passed, the only difference is that your hands were still clean.

His was not.

Already his hands were bloodied at thirteen, seeming to be like a machine.

When you interacted with him, you were at a lost. Not used to dark eyes looking at you blankly and coldly.

You then finally arrived at Enies Lobby.

It was during this time, for six years in fact, did you come to know 'Dark Justice'.

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Had to start from the beginning of when you were dispatched.

Next chapter will go in depth of your time there.

But Silver Blood sure seems more...different huh? ^_~

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Mihawk:19
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 10
Smoker: 5
Lucci: 7

Side Pairings
Kaku: 1

On a side note. ;D Heh, see what I did there.

You guys CAN vote for the Side pairings that have been shown. You don't HAVE to vote for the Main Pairings, you can also vote for the Side Pairings that have been shown so far. One being Kaku.

Another... ;D Well, I'll give you a hint. He was also in the Water 7 Arc.

So you guys CAN and MAY vote for side pairings. Just like the Main Pairings. BUT.

YOU HAVE TO CHOOSE BETWEEN MAIN OR SIDE PAIRINGS. IT CANNOT BE SEPARATE.

So if you already voted for a Main Pairing, you cannot vote for a Side Pairing. That applies the other way around as well.

ALSO. Reminder that you can change your vote at any time. You just have to tell me who you voted BEFORE and who you want to change to it NOW.

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

 

Chapter 40: The Past: CP9

Summary:

Camaraderie can be confusing.

As well as finding out that the 'good' guys aren't what they seem.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

You were assigned to Lucci as partners for every mission possible. And quite deadly the two of you were. Missions were easily completed with a success, but not to you.

"Oi, (Y/N)!" The Director, Spandam called to you rudely as you were trying to have a successful nap. Your distant eyes turned towards him in attention, no comment leaving your lips at his rudeness.

"You completed that mission I gave to you right? I need that report right when you get up from lazing around." He had a threatening tone towards you, but all you did was clench your fists to hold back your big mouth.

"Yes sir. I..." , You gritted your teeth, "I apologize. I'll give it to you now."

Spandam smirked above you arrogantly as he walked away with a cruel laugh.

"Damn right! You don't wanna be like your father after all." He said, walking away as your eyes turned murderous at his back. Holding back a snarl as you bit your already abused lips.

As every day passed, your gaze turned colder and dead, your hands were always marked from your nails as a result on how hard you tightened them every day. And your lips were always red with dried blood, as a result of you biting them. You wanted to hurt the Director called Spandam. You really did. You wanted to cripple him, perhaps permanently break his jaw so he wouldn't speak and give cruel orders again.

You learned that pirates weren't the only evil ones in this world. You were actually naive. Marines were just as bad, perhaps even worse. Pirates knew what they did was wrong, they just didn't care because of how selfish they were.

Marines however...they were evil. Claiming to do every action, every kill, every action of betrayal to people who thought she was their friend, it was in the act of Justice. They called it justice.

And you hated it.

You hated it a lot.

And your fellow CP9 agents knew it, Spandam knew it as well, but they knew you would listen. Knowing that you didn't want to be compared to your father. Knowing that you were ashamed of that blood running within you. Spandam always making a comment about it, laughing with that cruel laugh of his as he talked about your 'pirate scum' of a father. You only listening with cold eyes, but your blood boiling as you had an urge to defend the man you never knew.

You were being used. That's all.

And because of that, you didn't dare risk to call your dear friend Smoker. Someone you haven't heard or seen in years, in fear of them using him against you. You didn't want him in danger. But you so wanted to call him, desperately so. Maybe just a quick call won't hurt. Just a—

No.

You couldn't.

You must bear it.

You were going to be the strongest woman marine after all. So you had to endure. You had to train with your Buster Sword called Kuroi ten'nosabaki 'Black Heaven's Judgement'. You still keeping your old Marine hat close.

So even though you didn't want to and never admit it, you were Lucci's best partner. Heck, you were the one that found that blasted pigeon called Hattori for him. It seemed the bird liked him, too bad you didn't. As you always made apparent, calling him Lucci-neko, kitty, or even pussycat. It would lift your lips a little with the dark looks he gave you, but it was worthwhile. And Hattori was in your side as well. Sometimes.

You felt something fall on your shoulder as Hattori stood on top of your head, you and Lucci taking a little rest. You glanced at your shoulder and blanched.

"Ugh! Lucci-neko, control your bird!" You yelled out to your partner who's dark eyebrows twitched. Only for a sadistic gleam to form in his eyes when Hattori began to peck your head.

You swear that something was wrong with the man, getting off at someone being pooped on and pecked by a bird was strange.

Stupid bird.

'But...' You thought as you glanced up at the sadistic Zoan user, who was giving Hattori a few touches to the head as the pigeon chirped, '...this isn't bad...'

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One day, on a random mission you don't remember...

"Lucci!" You called, spotting Lucci fall towards the sea by doing a careless mistake. You immediately dove in without a second thought, not having a valid reason for saving the man you thought you hated. Something that you did only with Smoker when your friend stupidly ate a devil fruit.

When Lucci opened his eyes and glanced at you, seeming to question why. Why would you rescue someone who did a careless mistake and should've died, and someone you disliked.

"I don't know..." You could only say to his questioning look, your eyes confused as you still had your hands on his chest when you were doing compressions.

Lucci only sat up and pushed you away, no thank you leaving his lips as he slowly stood up. And you knew he wouldn't. He wouldn't even return the favor, for he wasn't that kind of man.

No. Your eyes narrowed.

He wasn't.

But when you continued to have his back in some fights, defended him from certain blows, you questioned yourself more and more. Dark eyes glaring at you as his leopard tail twitched that way and that, seeming to want to find an answer in your actions.

Certainly...certainly you didn't see him as a comrade?

But you hated him. You did. You didn't like people like him. He believed in Dark Justice, while you did not, something he always said that proves your naïveté and that you were weak.

'Comrade...'

It was slowly starting to worm a way into your mind and heart as you again and again worked with Lucci in missions. Who did a mission without a complaint, but he followed exact orders. If Spandam didn't say it, he wouldn't do it.

Like the conniving cat he was.

And when Lucci successfully made the so called 'Director' sputter in a mix of fear and anger,it made it hard for you to control yourself.

"L-Lu-Lucci! Of c-course you're right. I apologize." Spandam said with a nervous sweat as he waved his hands back and forth.

You gave a small chuckle at the spectacle before you, trying to hide it behind your hand as you looked on in satisfying amusement at the pathetic 'Director'. Spandam never heard you, but Lucci always did. Him always glancing at you when he heard, his lips twitching sadistically.

What did it mean?

What did comrade mean to you exactly?

With each complete mission, your comments came, calling Lucci certain names. And when he gave a glare you would stop, and seemed to rub your neck sheepishly. With Hattori quickly pecking your hands and head as you shouted obscenities to it, while he watched in what seemed triumph. But quickly died down when the bird settled on your head comfortably. And his look was replaced to one of assessment as he looked at you, while you looked up at him just as evenly. You always questioning on what you see in the man for you to do such actions.

For you to act like he was a friend.

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You touched his large scar on his back one day, which was met with you being slammed to a wall with your wrists trapped above you, dark eyes looking at you. You weren't surprised by his reaction, but you were a little when you asked him a simple question.

"Does it hurt?"

You were only met with silence and a narrow of the eyes.

"What do you want?"

You blinked and looked at him questioningly, not really expecting him to say anything.

"What do you mean?"

His eyes narrowed more, and his grip on your wrists tightened.

"You must want something, for you to do what you do every mission we're on together. Do you perhaps", he got close to your ear and seemed to purr, "want me?" Your eyes widened, your cheeks flushed from anger and embarrassment.

"What?! You in heat or something you pussycat—" You got cut off with a bite to your ear, which was the last straw as your eyes narrowed into a glare and you headbutted him.

Hard.

He let go of your wrists and you jumped away from the wall that you were formerly trapped in, your hand on the hilt of your sword. Not Kuroi ten'nosabaki, but a sword you received during working in CP9, a ninja sword which was simply called Karasu, 'Raven'. A sword that you used when Black Heaven's Judgement wasn't needed.

"You an idiot?! Can't you see it's because you're my comrade?!" You shouted indignantly. Lucci took his hand off his face, his eyes deadly as he looked at you. Not appreciating the headbutt you gave him it seems, but you didn't care.

Your eyes widened when the word finally came out of your mouth, your jaw was slack.

Lucci rose an eyebrow at your expression, his eyes not believing your words.

"I thought you hated us."

You did.

You did, didn't you?

No. You knew you absolutely hated the idiotic and fearful but cruel Spandam, that you were positive of. Jabra was a cheap dog. Kumadori was just a weirdo. Blueno was an unfeeling ugly bull. Fukuro was a guy with a zipper as a mouth but somehow couldn't just keep his mouth shut. Kalifa was an arrogant and vain woman. While Kaku was the new and young recruit with a unique nose but somewhat distant personality.

And Lucci... Tch. He was the worst of all the CP9 members, next to Spandam. Cold. Ruthless. Sadistic. And yet had unique traits. Where he would only allow Hattori to be so close to him, a bird with a cat. Him feeding the young and smart bird who spoke almost like a human. And he seemed the type to have killed Spandam a long time ago if he wasn't the director. And only followed orders to the literal point.

But...there was something that made you want to be his comrade. Or more like you to think that he was yours. Was it your curiosity on why he believed in Dark Justice so much? His past? That scar? Was that it?

But that couldn't be. It couldn't be just that.

You didn't have any reason, but your mouth opened to your answer all the same.

"We're comrades. So I guess I don't. I don't hate you."

You answered, with you actually looking at him evenly while he did the same. Hattori flew to you and landed on your shoulder and pecked your cheek, which immediately brought you out of his intense gaze as you yelped in pain. You missing the sadistic smile when the ruthless predator heard 'I don't hate you.'

Which was a mistake.

It was six years with you in CP9. You not being able to call Smoker once, but you still had your old and worn Marine hat close to you even when you slept. Sometimes humming the tune to Bink's Sake, a song that your mother sang to you, when you felt down. Anything to distract you from the screams and cries of your past victims that haunted you in your nightmares. Causing you to wake up in cold sweat, sometimes tears going down your face.

You were 22 when that mission was assigned.

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Next chapter is a narration of this version, with Smoker and you making your own comments in the story.

And yes, as you can see, Silver Blood has quite a past. I'm not sure if anyone has connected the dots yet, but to confirm, yes.

Yes, Silver Blood has PTSD.

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 14
Mihawk:19
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 10
Smoker: 5
Lucci: 7

Side Pairings
Kaku: 1
Paulie: 1

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Chapter 41: White and Silver

Summary:

The bond of white and silver will never break.

Not even in death.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

You told him everything you could. The harsh training you had to go through, which wasn't really training, but throwing you mission after mission after mission. Your first assassination wasn't easy. You killed a man in his sleep. Vulnerable. Didn't even have the option to fight. (Y/N) hesitated for the first few days when you had to do it, even if the man did cruel deeds to make it to the assassination list.

But the missions got eviler and crueler. You spoke how difficult it was, to befriend, to lie, to betray, to kill. A constant cycle. One you couldn't leave, because you had your stupid pride. To prove that you know how to follow orders and not like your father who was a pirate.

One wrong move, and you would be gone. One weakness that could be exploited, would cause you to hold fear within you. You could not call him. Smoker gritted his teeth, a scowl on his face as he listened. You wished you could,
(Y/N) said.

"It was difficult. Hard. So hard. That I couldn't call my Nakama. Couldn't call you. But, I wanted to push through. For my dream. I had to be the strongest woman marine. And I thought once I reached there, I would be able to be with everyone again." You said with a small sad smile. Clearly, that cannot happen now. Things have changed. But that's what you thought. Dreamed. Hoped.

But then, you made a friend. A comrade.

"It was strange, Smokey. The first comrade I found was the coldest and most effective agent of CP9. You've heard of him. His name is Rob Lucci." Smoker tightened his cigars as he let out a muttered "Yeah, I know him. Everyone that's a marine does." Him then remarking that he was the one that picked you up, when you were sixteen to be taken in by CP9.

You nodded.

You then saying he was an interesting character. Had a strong belief of 'Dark Justice', followed missions to the exact dot, his sadism, and had a pigeon that talked. Smoker rose an eyebrow at that.

"A pigeon? You had to include that in there?" He said incredulously. You chuckled.

"I can't leave out Hattori. That stupid bird. Can't tell if it liked me or not. One second it was pecking my face like it was dinner, the next it's cuddling close to it."

Fickle. Like his master. But you left that part out.

He was everything you hated. His sadistic nature, the way he just didn't care what they did, you hated it. But they were the best. The best duo that CP9 ever had. So you were always in missions with him. As time passed, you realized that...your body just moved on its own to have his back. If a sword was suddenly too close, or a knife thrown near his direction, you would take it. Deflect it away, even though you knew he would've been able to do it himself. Smoker commented that he's not surprised. You rose an eyebrow.

"Huh?"

Smoker closed his eyes in thought. "You always had a tendency to care too much. When we were training as marines, and had to battle pirates, you would always put yourself in danger just for me to not get hurt. When you were a Lieutenant, you always asked for the Pirates to surrender at any time. You never killed any of them, when they could've done it to you." He opened his eyes and gazed into your eyes with his brown ones.

"It's one of the things that made me go crazy about you. You always did stupid things. You always cared too much. You would probably care about a Warlord as well."

(Y/N) internally flinched. Oh man. Smoker got it right on the money. Not one, not two, but three. Three Shichibukai that you would rather avoid killing because of your odd relationship with them.(Mihawk is the closest your with. But the heck is Crocodile and Doflamingo? Friends? Acquaintances? What??!)

"Yeah well..." You continued. It was one day that you began to question your actions. But Lucci as well, you learning his expressions as he always glanced at you curiously when you had his back. One day, he got caught in the water and was quickly sinking. Without a second thought, you jumped and saved him. When he looked at you with questioning eyes, did you realize you saw him as a comrade.

But he was an asshole.

Didn't even say thank you. So you teased and prodded him. Calling him 'Lucci-neko', kitty, pussycat, or just plain pussy. You're surprised you didn't get killed from calling him that. But Hattori would suddenly start pecking your forehead that he got his revenge when he just smirked in amusement as he watched. It was strange, (Y/N) said.

Smoker narrowed his eyes, "It is," he agreed with something flashing in his eyes before he glanced away. You nodded as you said he called you names as well, mostly 'Idiot'. Or 'naive' because of their different views.

"Six years passed. The missions requiring more days. Information retrieval, assassination, kingdoms messing help with pirates or bandits, everything. Every night, I would get nightmares. It was during this that I constantly thought I should've just listened to Garp instead of being the head strong girl I was. I had nightmares of my own hands dyed red with blood... Screaming. Crying...and then..." You rose your downward eyes at him to look at a solemn quiet Smoker. "That mission was assigned."

You were about to continue, until your Haki alerted that someone was coming.

You sighed. "Ah, Smoker. It's best that we leave it here until next time. Someone's coming." You stated tiredly before you stood up from the chair, Smoker quickly following afterwords with incredulous narrowed eyes, as he caught your arm.

"(Y/N). There is no next time. Don't you see?! Don't you know what Impel Down is going to do? (Y/N) you—!" He stopped himself and gazed down towards you, making your eyes widen. Smoker is...tearing up? You were suddenly pulled towards his body in a bone crushing hug. His head on your shoulder.

"You were a marine before (Y/N)...they will see you as a traitor and will be treated perhaps even harsher then the worlds worst criminals they have down there..." He mumbled on your shoulder.

"Smoker..." You whispered. You rose your arms to squeeze him back. He's warm. He's always been warm. Your favorite kind of hug would always be one from the silver haired smoking man.

"I know, Smokey. Trust me...I know. But we'll see each other again. Please, believe me." You pressed.

'Believe me Smoker. Please don't think I'm going to die. I'll be fine. You will see me soon.'

"(Y/N)—" you pulled back a little as you tilt your head up towards him. Their faces mere inches away from each other. You rose your right hand towards his cheek to cut him off, his eyes wide.

"Smoker. Believe me. We will see each other again."

Look at me Smoker. Look at them.

Smoker gazed down at you intensely, his eyes slowly narrowing when the strength of your words sunk in. He then leaned his head down towards you, your heads touching as the both of you held each other's eyes. Your face was slightly flushed. Was it getting a little hot in here? Or is it the smoke?

"Alright..." He breathed. You slowly gave a small smile at him.

"Thank you. Smoker." Smoker looked at you, and then did something that surprised you. He kissed your cheek, softly, slowly. Then pulled away. You looked at him with wide eyes and a flush, while he looked away with a mild blush of his own.

'Cute...'

(Y/N) then walked into your cage, Smoker quickly locking it when the footsteps grew closer. The guardsman came in. As Smoker walked away, he gave a small glance over his shoulder, to see a smirking (Y/N). You mouthed 'Cute Smokey.' He blushed in embarrassment and quickly walked up the steps, a small smile on his lips as he went. He would have to thank Tashigi later.

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Awwww~ ^_^

You guys made up~

The fluffy feels train has now come to a halt however.

Next stop, the angst and gut wrenching train.

And heh. ;P

You think I will just share your whole past just like that~?

Lol

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 14
Mihawk:20
Crocodile:3
Doflamingo: 11
Smoker: 6
Lucci: 8

Side Pairings
Kaku: 1
Paulie: 1

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Chapter 42: Arrival

Summary:

The journey of being tortured has begun.

Meanwhile...news of your arrest has become known.

 

New Arc: Pre!Impel Down and Current!Impel Down Arc

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

It was hard, but you watched Smoker's ship leave to the distance as the head Warden Magellan stood beside you with his Vice Warden Hannyabal. As well as other jail holders, who've already took both your weapons. Black Heaven's Judgement needing two people to lift up its weight. You smirked at them, your shackles clinking together.

"I can help with that if you want." You said with amusement. Magellan immediately saying that they'll make sure you're nowhere near your signature weapon.

"As well as this," his hands reached out towards your head and you immediately snarled at him. Causing you to get poked hardly on the back with Hannyabal's spear.

"No! I don't care what else you take or what you do to me. Just let me keep this!" You yelled out. Magellan returned  his hand to his side.

"You're a strange pirate for you to wear something from the marine's." He commented, you rolling your eyes.

"You're not the first to say that. Certainly not the last." You retorted.

Nonetheless, he pulled his hand back. Then silently walked, commenting hear and there as they walked in through Impel Down. Magellan glanced down at you.

"I assume you don't need a tour?" You hummed in dark amusement. Every marine knows what Impel Down is and their different levels of torture. You sent the pirates you've defeated over here as a marine before. And you knows the first one you have to go through.

The 'baptizing'.

"No. Let's just start." You replied looking up at him. Magellan nodded.

And the torturing began.

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~In different parts of the world~

Mihawk

The worlds greatest swordsman sat in his cushioned chair, leaning back with a glass of wine in one hand as he read the newspaper.

Eyes of a hawk then narrowed as he re-read one particular headline.

'Ex-marine Silver Blood caught along with Fire Fist!'

Mihawk frowned as he set his glass of wine down, reading the story on how exactly the famous Silver Blood (Y/N) was caught, his once student. The newspaper did not help satisfy the man's curiosity. Only saying that you were caught by White Hunter Smoker, and you came willingly.

The swordsman frown deepened.

What is his idiot of a student planning?

(Y/N) was always like this. When you first arrived in his mansion when he decided to agree on your request for him to train you, you would try to liven up the place and make cake.

It ended up in a horrible burning failure.

He would give his piercing orbs at you that would cause anyone to freeze up in fear. Only you didn't. You would only give a nervous laugh as you scratched the back of your head. Even when he admittedly rudely called you loud, you would do the same thing.

"I didn't know I would have such a loud guest in my mansion." He would comment dryly, only giving you a stern glance before going back to his book.

You giving a nervous laugh as you gave him a sheepish smile, scratching the back of your head.

"A-ah, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you." You would apologize, and would only be met by silence as he continued to read his book. Ignoring you. When Mihawk spotted (Y/N)'s eyebrow twitch, he lifted up his book more to hide his amused gaze.

And without his notice, he began to let go of his frown and release small smiles in your presence; eyes losing their sharpness. Your charm was not ladylike, as was his preference, but...there was something about you...

But really, Mihawk released himself from his memories as his brow furrowed, what were you thinking?

Unless...

The swordsman gave out a heavy sigh as a hand came up to rub his face.

Doflamingo

"Fufufufufu~! Fufufu!" Doflamingo couldn't stop laughing. His left hand holding the newspaper he was reading while his right was on his face as he tried to get back into control. Only to fail.

His outburst of laughter that has been going for a few minutes caused some of his 'family' to look at him in concern. The woman he didn't know the name of already left his side as he sat on the reclining beach chair. Too weirded out by the tall man as he laughed to himself.

But he didn't care. This was too good.

Way too good.

When Doflamingo informed (Y/N) of what happened to Fire Fist, he expected you to do something about it. Already aware of how loyal and protective you were from the many times he's observed you.

However, he didn't expect to read the newspaper a few days later to see that the little marine was caught and be held in Impel Down. And went to a marine willingly.

Doflamingo tried to hold back a snort and failed as his body continued to shake.

The Dressrosa noble thought he had read you like a book, but it seems he was wrong.

"My, my little (Y/N)..." He murmured to himself, a wide grin formed on his features, finally calmed down enough as his sunglasses glinted.

Oh how good it is to be wrong.

Lucci

"Hey, Lucci!" The mutt Jabra called out to him as he stood with his back straight and gazing to the horizon with emotionless dark eyes. Jabra came next to him with a newspaper in his hand.

"Did you hear? That Silver Blood—."

"Yes. I am aware." Lucci cut off rudely as Hattori gave a strong 'Coo~' in affirmation. The tanned man felt Jabra's irritation at being interrupted without having to look.

"Bastard! Don't cut me off! I just thought you would like to know." Jabra shouted with fists around the crinkled paper.

"Now, now Jabra. You shouldn't yell." A new voiced interjected as they came up to the two Zoan users, showing off a small teasing grin. Jabra narrowed his eyes at him.

"The hell wouldn't I giraffe? You'd be irritated too." Kaku frowned at the mocking tone of his fruit power.

"Anyways, it seems (Y/N) got caught." Kaku observed casually, showing off mild surprise in his tone as he crossed his arms in thought. Lucci's jaw slightly clenched at the giraffe's familiarity to his ex-coworker but said nothing.

Lucci stayed silent, only Hattori seeming to answer for him with a coo and a flutter of feathers. Jabra scoffed at the leopard's silence. "Yeah, what's new? What I want to know is why she did that? She's not getting out of Impel Down."

"Silver Blood still is a naive fool." Lucci said lowly, finally speaking about your impulsive actions. Jabra and Kaku rose their eyebrows.

"You've known and been with her longer, why do you think she did it?"

Lucci said nothing, even when he turned around and walked past the other two Zoan users. Ignoring Jabra's growled out call of his name.

You were truly a naive fool. You haven't changed at all. Lucci observed in his thoughts as he walked and began thinking where else Spandam could be hiding from them.

"You better get out alive, Silver Blood. I don't tolerate weakness or liars." Lucci talked to himself, a smirk slowly forming on his features as his arms tensed in excitement with his eyes narrowed.

"Only I can defeat you and bring you in."

'Prepare yourself.'

Shanks

The red head sighed as he stared at the newspaper before him within his captain quarters. Once the newspaper reached the Red Haired pirates, the crew decided to leave him be to his thoughts as they prepared to stop Kaido.

But really, Shanks thought with a concerned frown, this wasn't necessary.

Shanks immediately read your actions the second he finished reading the article. You were planning to escape with Fire Fist, at the cost of your own life and freedom. But something was wrong, the emperor felt it.

Shanks eyes narrowed in thought at your impulsive actions, with your crew nowhere in sight.

And that marine...White Hunter Smoker. You've talked about him and how you were childhood friends countless times with the Red Hair. Speaking about the promise you and Smoker made as well, as pirate and marine. What you did, however, went against with what you said. Smoker defeating you then capturing you, not you willingly getting captured by the marines without even a little skirmish. You always kept promises...unless.

Shanks eyes tightened as he thought back about the circumstances of how both of you met.

You were going back to your old ways.

"(Y/N)...what's happening with you?" Shanks questioned to himself, worried over you. Not even concerned over how there was care and affection in his voice as he spoke. Already aware of which part of his heart you managed to easily squeeze into.

Be safe (Y/N).

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**Kuroi ten'nosabakI(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black with a sheen of silver buster sword that's carrie son your back. Think of it like Cloud's sword from Final Fantasy or Zabuza's sword from Naruto.

Think of it like Cloud's sword from Final Fantasy or Zabuza's sword from Naruto.
(Your sword is a mix of Cloud's and Zabuza's, there is no hole in your sword, but there IS a half moon cut in it. But the half moon cut near the top of the sword.)

Next few chapters you're going to get tortured.

No hard feelings.

It wasn't my idea. It was yours.

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 15
Mihawk:20
Crocodile:3
Doflamingo: 9
Smoker: 6
Lucci: 8

Side Pairings
Kaku: 1
Paulie: 2

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

 

Chapter 43: This is Nothing

Summary:

Pain?

You've always known pain.

Yet, this time, it's different.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

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The baptizing didn't hurt as much as you thought it would. In fact, it didn't hurt at all. Felt like a hot spring actually, except you have all your clothes on. And it was boiling. Meh, it didn't matter. You can relax. Too bad they took you out. When they didn't give you an exchange of clothes, it was confirmed.

"Death sentence." You murmured quietly, not quite sure what to do with the information. Magellan looked down at you as they walked and then glanced away.

"No, we're going to interrogate you before we decide. Either way, Silver Blood (Y/N), you're going to go through Hell."

You gave a small smirk.

"I'm aware of that."

They did interrogate you, while throwing you onto the thorns in Crimson Hell, when that didn't work besides causing you mild discomfort they moved on. The questions were mostly if you shared any marine information with other pirates. Mostly about the existence of CP9.

"You're idiots." You bluntly stated. Hannyabal reeled back offended, but you just continued. "If I told anyone, pirates wouldn't shut up about the information. I know how to keep a secret even if I am now a pirate."

"Must've been to protect your own hide then," Hannyabal commented, causing you to glance at him,"so the government didn't have to come after you."

'Wrong.'

You said nothing but scoff out "Think what you want. And believe what you believe. Your words do not affect me."

Magellan narrowed his eyes at you as Hannyabal started spouting nonsense. You looked back at him with your own blank narrowed eyes, a slight sweat coming down your back at the poison users suspicious gaze.
Magellan then said they were going to now throw you to Wild Beast Hell.

(Y/N) smirked. "It's best that you just take me to Starvation Hell. Unless you are willing to lose all your beasts." Hannyabal started sputtering nonsense while Magellan looked thoughtfully at you.

"A pirate would usually just stay quiet about trying to get rid of enemies that are weaker then them. Not you." You chuckled.

"I'm not like other pirates."

Magellan narrowed his eyes at you once more.

"No. You're not."

Instead of throwing you in Starvation Hell, they decided to skip to Blazing Hell.

They wrapped your stomach on a rope as you dangled over the licking flames. You gritted your teeth but kept your smirk. If they think you're going to break like this, they have another thing coming. After hours of just dangling over the flames that caught your skin multiple times, they came back to see you still smirking. Noticeable burns on your clothes, your legs and hands from trying to put it out.

"Not hot enough for me Chief Warden." Magellan rose an eyebrow.

"Mocking me Silver Blood? Not wise."

You tilted your head. Saying who said you were mocking him. You just want to see what else they have. Magellan took out a Transponder Snail and spoke to it.

"Bring Sadi and Saldeath over."

You blanched.

You were stuck with the crazy sadistic torturer named Sadi for hours. Her moans was driving you crazy. Although, she's quite good at her job. You were bloody with gashes on your back and face from the orange haired woman's whip pitchfork. Or more specifically, her Red Viper Whip. You let out a flinch and a strangled noise at that one. But not enough for Sadi to scream in delight.

"So mhmmm~, boring~. I wanted to hear
mmmhmmm~, Silver Blood's screams." The sadistic woman hummed as she gave a small lick to her whip that contained your blood.

You looked at her in mild disgust. Maybe you should've used your Buso Haki, but you gotta save it for the more painful tortures. Can't waste it.

Sadi soon switched with Saldeath, the calmer of the two.

He actually tried to ask you more questions. If you had any other pirate allies besides the Red Hair Yonko? You did not answer but you did gave a sassy remark. How it does get boring in the sea, but you won't say who. A musical note filled the torture room, having a Blue Gorilla punch you in the gut. You have Haki, so it didn't hurt that much. But it was still unpleasant.

More questions. About CP9. About exploiting any weakness of a marine to a pirate. Perhaps being allies to the Straw Hats. Or the Heart Pirates. At your questioning gaze, which was hard to make because of the blood in your eyes, he elaborated that marines saw you with the pirates in Saboady. Acting friendly towards them. They must've thought since you patted Law's back with familiarity, they were friends.

You shrugged. "Think what you want." Saldeath gave you a look. "This would be easier for you if you answer the questions." You then gave a wide smirk, amusement within your eyes.

"But where's the fun in that?"

"You won't have that attitude for long Silver Blood. This is Impel Down."

Your eyes glinted behind your cap as you leaned forward, the shackles on the wall pulling your wrists in protest.

"That's a challenge I'm willing to take."

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Ah, the pride of one Reader-San.

Quite amazing. But you're not done yet.

Saldeath is correct, this is Impel Down.

Countdown to you know who~: 5

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 15
Mihawk:21
Crocodile:4
Doflamingo: 11
Smoker: 7
Lucci: 9

Side Pairings
Kaku: 1
Paulie: 2

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Chapter 44: Meeting an Okama

Summary:

Strange places deserves strange friends.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

More hours passed. It was becoming difficult for you to tell how many days are left before Ace's execution date. You think there's ten days or so left before it happens. Your mind always wandered when the pain was becoming less and less effective, until it became the norm. How long will Luffy take? Will he come in time before they collect Ace? Or will he arrive at the last second in Marine HQ like those heroes within books? How long will take for them to realize you won't say anything? Can they take a hint? And just send you to Level 6 already? You want to talk to Ace and give him something to hope for.

He needs it more then you.

Magellan then surprised you. After you received your little scraps of food for the day.

They threw you into Level 3. Bloody and all. Shit...it's hot. The blood didn't help. Not only that, but you were the only one that was chained to a wall and not have a cell to at least sit in. No.

You were forced to stand.

You scoffed, annoyed. Whatever. This doesn't affect you either way, but you are starting to sweat.

Your stomach growled.

You frowned.

'Great...'

It didn't help that most of your clothes are burnt off, as well as barely hanging on because of the whippings. The other prisoners were staring as well. You glared at them and used Haki, causing them to faint. You rolled your eyes, weaklings.

You found entertainment though. This one man tried to teach his cell mates how to do...ballerina? Good thing they placed you with entertainment, or else you would've broken the chains and see what else they would do in alarm.

"Un! Deux! Troooooois~~~!!!"

You let out a small laugh. Seeming to catch his attention. He was a strange looking man, with makeup on his face and a strong cleft chin. He was stranger when he seemed to twirl up to the bars of his jail cell as his cell mates tried to catch their breath.

"Hello! Are you a new prisoner~?" He cheerfully greeted, causing you to smirk in amusement at the man.

"Yeah, I am."

"That's no good, they should've let you us in the cells. Awfully lonely by yourself." He tutted. He then asked an interesting question.

"Un! Do you want to be my friend strange miss?!" He said loudly with a strange pose. You busted out laughing.

"What's your name?" You asked once you regained control, your curiosity officially peaked.

He perked up and gave a twirl.

"I was formerly Mr. 2 of Baroque Works, but you may call me Bon Clay~!"

Your eyes widened. Baroque Works. That was Crocodile's organization. A nagging feeling then came within you, trying to tell you something as your eyes narrowed.

"Is Crocodile here?" You asked, the feeling subsiding when Bon Clay nodded but was unaware of where the former Shichibukai was.

'Level 6. Well shit. I have to say hi to two people now.' Your smirk then turned to a nostalgic small smile, one you didn't realize appeared on your face. You missed that grump. Wonder how he'll react to you being there in Impel Down as well. You smirked. That will be fun.

"Well, Bon," you began, "I'm Ex-marine Silver Blood (Y/N). But you can just call me (Y/N)."

Bon Clay's mouth dropped immediately down to the ground. Fellow awake prisoners following suit.

"'Ex-Marine Silver Blood (Y/N)'?!"

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Yay~!

Mr. 2 has returned!

And the grumpy Croc shall come soon, don't worry Crocodile fangirls. He's coming. But let's continue.

Countdown to you know who~: 4

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 16
Mihawk:21
Crocodile:6
Doflamingo: 12
Smoker: 9
Lucci: 12

Side Pairings
Kaku: 1
Paulie: 2

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Chapter 45: Lovers...?!

Summary:

Rumors seem to follow you EVERYWHERE.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

"'Ex-Marine Silver Blood (Y/N)'?!"

You nodded with amusement and a little laugh. Maybe it was a little hard to recognize you. Blood was still all over your body, and your clothes were torn, bruises possibly all over and multiple gashes and burns. You heard murmuring within the other cells, the prisoners finally noticing who exactly you are and instead of trying to limit their movement to not waste their little amount of energy within Starvation Hell, they began shaking in fear.

"You can call me (Y/N), Bon." You repeated.
His eyes were still wide as his jaw was slacked.

"B-but...! How did a person like you get caught?!" He incredulously asked with what seemed to be an anxious twirl.

Your smirked widened.

"I didn't get caught. I turned myself in."

The whole level seemed to turn upside down when you said that. Disbelief were on everyone faces as they asked themselves on what kind of pirate would do something like that.

"Silver Blood?! Turning herself in?! Clearly she wasn't made to be a pirate if what she said is true!" One prisoner mocked, but with sweat coming down his face.

"Ah, who cares. She's the one that put me in here all those years ago so I can care less. Get a taste of her own medicine." Another sneered.

You ignored them as your attention was still on Bon.

"I'm here for a friend. I want to see him before he dies."

The other prisoners were confused at such a reason, but it satisfied Bon Clay. Tears was in his eyes as he furiously wiped them away.

"You're such a great friend!" Bon tearfully said with emotion, "Whoever it is must be lucky to have a friend like you!" Then, he stopped crying as realization started to crawl in...

"(Y/N)-kun...is it Sir Crocodile?" You tilted your head at him, wondering why he would think that. "It was known all throughout Baroque Works that he had an interest to the Silver Blood. None of us knew why. Though," Bon Clay had a thoughtful look on his face, a hand to his chin, "some thought you were lovers."

(Y/N)'s face blanked.

"Did you just say," you began slowly, "...lovers?"

Bon Clay eyes seemed to sparkle as he perked up in interest.

"Is it true?!?!" Your face immediately flushed in anger and embarrassment.

"What?! NO!!!!" You yelled loudly, with fists clenched, the chains beginning to strain to hold you because of your strong movement.

"WHY in the all HELL does EVERYBODY," you began cursing as your feet stomped in agitation, the chains streaming to pull forward as screws slowly come loose and the metal holding you to the wall bent, "think that IM A LOVER OF ALL THESE PIRATES!!!" You yelled to the top of your lungs, facing the ceiling as if you were blaming the heaven's above, as both of your arms were above your head. Like seriously you thought to yourself. Why does everybody think you're with somebody?! First Shanks, then Mihawk, NOW Crocodile! Who's next, Doflamingo?! As you raged in your mind you didn't realize you were fuming and walking back and forth throughout Level 3.

Freely.

Without the chains holding you to the wall. The spectators of this spectacle looked at the woman like she was a thing to be feared. It took Bon Clay to say your name multiple times for you to realize your mistake.

"Oops" you said.

The prisoners sweat dropped at your careless and casual attitude. They then begged you for you to release them so they can all escape. You looked at them like they grew an extra head.

"You're idiots." You bluntly stated as prisoners reeled back in shock at what you said."I'm supposed to be in good behavior so it'll do you guys good to shut up." The prisoners immediately turned tight lipped and kept their comments at bay, not wanting to be like the still unconscious prisoners that fainted with just a look from you.

Your stomach growled. Again.

You frowned.

You're hungry.

You asked Bon if the food truly is just dust and sand as everything else here, Bon giving a firm nod, but then brightly saying with a twirl that he just eats anything he cans.

Ugh.

You began rolling around the ground, causing red to stain some of the sand under you as you grumbled nonsense. Cursing everything and everybody, still annoyed at what you heard earlier.

You felt something in your shorts, indicating that you should probably stop rolling around.

Shit.

There's sand inside your shorts...

Ow.

Maybe it'll go away once your distracted. You walked towards Bon's cell so the two of you can begin talking once more. The both of you laughing, you sometimes choking 'cause of the sand that somehow got in your mouth. Causing you guys to laugh harder, you casually laying on the sand and sweat coming down your face as you listened to Bon's stories.

You had...the most interesting talks with the man. As he proclaimed that he was an Okama and follows the Okama way proudly.

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Aww~ Prisoners are afraid of you.

Good.

But you and Mr. 2 are having a blast!

Awesome!

Oh wait...a rumor with you and Crocodile now? How many rumors of different men and you are there?!?!

Countdown to you know who~: 3

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 16
Mihawk:21
Crocodile:6
Doflamingo: 12
Smoker: 9
Lucci: 12

Side Pairings
Kaku: 1
Paulie: 2

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I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

 

Chapter 46: Pain

Summary:

You make being in Impel Down a whole joke.

Perhaps you need a lesson on what masks can do to you.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

(Y/N) counted that there's nine or eight days left. Or was it seven? Six? Shit. You don't know anymore. Can they throw you in to Level 6 already? You'll miss Bon Clay, yes, but you need to talk to Ace.

You need to.

Your fists clenched as your eyes narrowed with determination. They're going to get out of here. You know this. You know.

Hannyabal came to collect you with a few guardsman and looked shocked when he just saw you laying around in the sand. The only signs of you being affected by the heat was the amount of sweat on your skin and attaching your clothes, small exhales of air escaping your mouth.

"Silver Blood out of her chains?! Maybe I can put the blame to the Warden...yes! Yes! He will have the blame and then I'll finally be Chief Warden!"

You sweatdropped at the strange man.
Impel Down is filled with weirdos.

"Just take me to wherever you're going to take me please." You then turned towards Bon with a small smile, a hand reaching out between the bars for a handshake. "Thank you Bon. You made my stay an interesting and fun one." Bon swirled and twirled over to you in happiness as he took your(sweaty) hand and shook repeatedly with enthusiasm.

"Thank you (Y/N)! We will see each other again!" He said with a smile, but with watery eyes. Your smile softened. "Yes. We will. I know we will." You squeezed his hand tightly as you said that, causing Bon to blink and look at your knowing smile. You let go when the guardsman took your arms and pulled away. They took you back to Level 4, where Magellan's office was, and was waiting patiently with Hannyabal for him to come out of the bathroom. When he came out, you had to hold your nose. Uggghhhh.

"Awww, man. The rumors weren't kidding about you having bowel problems. Every strength has a weakness I suppose." You observed as your face held disgust. Man. What does he eat?! Or is it because he's a poison man. Damn. Or more like shit. Magellan patted his stomach as he looked over at you and the equally disgusted Hannyabal.

He farted.

...

"Pfft!! HAHAHAHA!! Oh gosh! Pfft!!" You would've fallen over if Hannyabal and another guardsman didn't hold you by your shoulders. Man. Farts. They'll always get you. Hannyabal looked at you with a scowl.

"What kind of woman are you? That gas is no laughing matter. It's not even that funny." You laughed louder.

"Gas! Can he make poisonous gases too?! Man that'll be cool, except for the person in the receiving end but—" you choked. "Gah! I smell it now. Man, that truly is monstrous. Can you kill someone with those?" You jokingly asked. But you were kinda being serious. You want to live here.

Magellan rose an eyebrow at you as he approached.

"Who knew that the pirate who defeats marines or pirates alike with no care would've been so childish?"

"I kinda take offense to that, you know." You said with slightly narrowed but playful eyes. Like hell you're not going to make silly jokes in this hellhole. How else would it be fun? "Whatever. Anyways, are you going to throw me into Level 6 or not?" You asked, looking up at the large Logia typed user. Magellan was silent for a moment and nodded, then telling Hannyabal and the guardsman to wait outside.

When they did, you didn't expect to get a powerful punch to the face, causing you to slam against the iron made wall and make a dent. You groaned as you put your hand to your face, and then hissed at the burning touch. Clearly, you didn't realize how little energy you have that your Haki wasn't able to sense the punch.

"Poison...what was that for?" You glared at the man across the room as you eventually got up with some difficulty. How many different poisons was in that punch? You feel dizzy but sleepy. Your skin on your cheek was burning but was getting numb. The symptoms will only get worse if you weren't treated.

"That, was to subdue you so you don't escape your shackles like earlier. Even though you did not attempt to escape for reasons unknown, as well as why you turned yourself in, I like to take precautions." Magellan straightened as he looked down at you with serious eyes. "You were a powerful marine. And now a dangerous pirate. Powerful even without a devil fruit. Even without your sword."

You rose an eyebrow.

"It sounds like you're complimenting me."

Magellan ignored you and continued.

Well then.

"You will only receive a small dose of the cure to your poison before we send you to the isolated Level 6 'Eternal Hell.' You will deal with the rest of your pain yourself as we decide what to do with you."

You smirked, pleased with the information. Even though it hurt your face, causing you to wince.

"Can't wait then."

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~Within the Kuja Tribe~

"WHAAAAAAT?! (Y/N) too?!" A young youthful voice yelled out throughout the woman filled island.

"You know Silver Blood and Fire Fist?!" The old advisor said incredulously.

"I'm saving both of them!"

"You're crazy!"
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It. Has. Come.

*smiles excitedly*

Countdown to you know who~: 2

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 17
Mihawk:23
Crocodile:6
Doflamingo: 12
Smoker: 12
Lucci: 12

Side Pairings
Kaku: 1
Paulie: 2

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I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

 

Chapter 47: This...is...NOTHING!

Summary:

You're awesome.

You know that, right...?

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

Sometimes the two parts of your brain fight each other. The more logical part of your brain is telling you to just shut your mouth and be quiet. The more idiotic and possibly insane part of you, wants to do the exact opposite. To yell, to scream, and just talk until your mouth falls off. Just to see people get annoyed and pissed off.

Heh. Piss.

You wondered if the poison is making you loopy as you stood in the elevator between Magellan and Hannyabal. The blond woman, the chief jailor-Domino-, studiously quiet along with Saldeath and two guardsman. All these people just for your little self, makes you all giddy and flattered.

"What's...with all...the peo...ple?" You gasped out, the poison rapidly gaining affect.

"We can't have a person like you with no people around." Hannyabal surprisingly answered, but then quietly muttered. "If the warden wasn't here and you escaped, I can finally have Impel Down.

(Y/N) hummed as you looked at their blurry forms. You can barely see anymore, and have already lost all feeling on your face, neck, and upper arms. Hell. You barely heard Saldeath's own comment.

"How is Silver Blood still standing...?" He asked the Chief Warden Magellan, but was surprised when you gave your own answer.

"Pride."

The elevator doors opened and they walked beside you towards the cells. You heard murmurings of the other prisoners commenting about the new prisoner being a girl, and began hoot calling. You wished you had the energy to yell at them to shut up, or use Haki. But your body's destroyed. You can barely move without wanting to just fall over. You've been hiding it well, but you don't know how long you can keep it up. You need to sit...maybe just sleep a little—NO!

You snapped back to attention, resolve coming through your veins once again. Not until you talk to Ace.

You didn't expect to see Garp talking to him first, if that broad back and his distant strong voice hinted anything. You widened your eyes.

"Garp...?" You called, unsure. Garp looked over at the group and questioned Magellan if this is a new prisoner. Magellan confirming that this was 'Ex-Marine Silver Blood (Y/N)'. Garp absentmindedly nodded until his eyes widened.

"(Y/N)?!" He yelled. The prisoners then gasping as well in shock, eyes wide. A certain Fire Fist was the most shock as he looked at his friend. "(Y/N)...?" He whispered with disbelief. He can barely recognize you. All that...blood. Jinbei stared quietly at the scene before him. So this was the famous daughter of Silver of the Molten Metal. He never expected to see you like this. A man in the shadows with a hook looked quietly at the scene before him, a hand on his golden hook.

You attempted to smirk.

"Sur...prise. I didn't...ex..pect to see you here...Garp...after all these years..." You managed to squeeze out, as you tried to regain your breath back. " I grew up...right? You haven't...*pant* seen me in...so long that... you couldn't...recognize me*pant*... Right?" You breathed, your blurry eyes trying to stay focused on the wide eyed Garp. You can't faint. You bit your lip as hard as you could to get some feeling back. Magellan told him that you came on your own free will, causing even more disbelief among the prisoners. Garp looked carefully at the young woman before him, not believing that his prideful student would ever do such a thing.

"She said she came here to see Fire Fist, which is stupid if you asked me." Hannyabal elaborated obnoxiously. Saldeath glanced up at the famous and old Vice Admiral.

"Sadly, we couldn't get any more from her. We don't know if Silver Blood shared any secrets of the marines with pirates or not." The little torturer said as your tired eyes glanced at him, trying to give a glare.

"I told...you bas...tards... I shared...nothing...!"

Meanwhile, Ace looked at you with pure shock and bewilderment. "Why...? (Y/N), why would you do this... Just to see me?" He whispered. Ace scanned your bloody form. There was blood everywhere caked on your body. Blood was caked around your face and eyes, with a swollen cheek. Your arms had multiple long gashes, possibly from a whip, and your hands seemed to be burned and seared. Your legs had uneven burns, your shorts legs longer then the other. Possibly from the Level 4 torture. Your clothes were barely hanging on, all caked with blood or burnt off. Even the hat you always took great care had some blood splattered by where it says Marine. The raven haired man is positive that that blood was your own.

"(Y/N)... I didn't expect to meet you here of all places." Garp quietly said. He never expected to see you here. Not even close. And you turning yourself in? Unbelievable. Not only does he have one family member he's going to lose.

Garp clenched his jaw.

He's going to lose two.

Marines don't appreciate traitors, and they will treat you like one. The way they're going to torture you...would be much worse then for a pirate. A prime example before him. (Y/N) attempted to smirk once again only to wince. You gave a low growl of frustration.

"Mah...Garp...do I really...look that bad...? They didn't...mess up my hat... right, or else...I'm going *pant* to have...to cause a ruckus here..." You started to see dots around your vision. Shit. You're going to faint. Can they sit you down already? Preferably a private cell. Yeah. That would sound nice. Then you won't have to fight for a bed...and...

(Y/N)'s body slumped, the only thing holding her up was Magellan's and the chief jailor' hold on her shackles.

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Rest Reader-San.

Rest.

It's okay...just shhh.

Countdown to you know who~: 1

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 17
Mihawk:24
Crocodile:7
Doflamingo: 12
Smoker: 12
Lucci: 13

Side Pairings
Kaku: 1
Paulie: 2

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I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

 

Chapter 48: The Pride of Silver Blood

Summary:

Everybody is impressed by the great and infamous Silver Blood.

But some wish you weren't here.

One, though, is pleasantly surprised...

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

(Y/N)'s body slumped, the only thing holding her up was Magellan's and the chief jailor' hold on her shackles.

Garp looked quietly at his once student and someone he sees as a daughter. Or just granddaughter.

"She lasted longer then I expected..." Magellan commented mildly impressed at the she pirate as he looked at her unconscious form, "I was beginning to think I pulled back too much poison."

Garp rose an eyebrow at him,

"Poison?"

Magellan nodded.

"Silver Blood couldn't control that mouth of her's. And proved that she can break her shackles. Even with the injuries she had before. It was a necessary precaution." Magellan answered.

Ace's eyes narrowed as he gritted his teeth. Poison. They poisoned her.

The man with hook tightened his hold on his hook with his other hand. But said nothing.

Magellan then commented that they need to put her in her cell. The prisoners started to whoop and say that they can put her body over with them. They wouldn't mind. The chief jailor opened a cell while Hannyabal ordered the one person there to stay right where he was. The man only gave an arrogant smirk in response.

Ace's and Garps eyes tightened.

"Oi...gramps. Why don't they put her here..? There's plenty of room." Garp couldn't help but agree silently, but he couldn't do anything. Especially when Magellan already has set up extra strong shackles the same strength as Jinbei's, but cuffs that fit her. When they were done cuffing her and putting shackles over her chest as well, they stepped back and locked the cage. Magellan then saying to Garp that his visit is over and for them to move up the elevator. Garp glanced at the sleeping (Y/N)'s face, watching as she breathed in deeply with pants, sweat and blood mixing on her face.

'What was she thinking?! Willingly turning herself in when she knew the consequences... The idiot.'

Garp turned away and went up with the others. The elevator doors closing. Leaving no person outside of the prisoners to watch over them. Cursing the prisoner's to uproar in amazement and awe of the new prisoner within their Eternal Hell.

Ace glared at the cell across from him.

"Oi. You better not touch her Crocodile."

Said man gave off a unique laugh in amusement as he sat across the chained sleeping Silver Blood before him.

"Or you'll what 'Fire Fist'? You can't exactly do anything for 'Silver Blood'. No." His gaze moved from the young man to (Y/N), her cap risking on falling off her head. "What I want to know, is why she came all the way here, just for you." Crocodile said with slightly narrowed eyes.

Ace wanted to know why as well. He's going to have to wait. His friend needs rest.

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Mm~

Guess who's your roommate?!

Well...cell mate.

^_~ Hint...countdown has ended~

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 18
Mihawk:24
Crocodile:7
Doflamingo: 12
Smoker: 13
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 2
Paulie: 2

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Chapter 49: The Return

Summary:

Awakened.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

You were uncomfortable.

Your sleeping position was awkward and you couldn't move to adjust. And the people around were starting to get loud. Can they shut up? You're trying to sleep...

You gave a low groan.

Man, what gives? It's like you're being held hostage or something. You tried again to adjust with a grunt, only to hear metal clinking together at your movement. You furrowed your brows in slow confusion. Are these...chains?

Why would—

You opened your eyes with a gasp in realization.

"ACE!"

The people that were yelling all at once quieted with your strong voice, trying to look over at the now bloody awoke woman.

"(Y/N)...You're awake. You've got some explaining to do." You gave a bright grin as far as your swollen cheek can go as your eyes lightened in hope at hearing Ace, turning your head towards his voice. Your vision was still horrible, but you can recognize that blob of messy raven hair anywhere.

"You look quite unsightly...Silver Blood." A familiar voice rumbled across from your cell. Your smile turned to a smirk as you turned your head to see Crocodile sitting on what seemed to be a metal bed, giving his own signature dark and arrogant smirk of his. For once in your life, you're not annoyed by that cocky smirk of his that screamed bastard.

"Ace! Croc-y!," you did a close eyed innocent smile, "You guys look like shit." You said with a laugh. Crocodile hmphed, but Ace didn't seem he wanted to joke around right now. He'd usually laugh. You ignored the other prisoners who murmured to themselves if you were close with the Crocodile as well.

"You should tell that to yourself. (Y/N), what are you doing here? What kind of person willingly comes to a place like this?" You were about to answer until you gave a strong raspy cough, feeling a wet substance come out of your mouth.

'Shit,' you thought with sweat going down your face as you tried to catch your breath, 'I shouldn't have yelled like that, that poison is strong stuff.' You gritted your teeth.

"This is exactly what I'm talking about...! You've gotten absolutely insane since the last time I saw you!"

Crocodile just sat silent and watched the exchange, although his eyes did stray a second longer then normal on your form when you coughed up blood. It was then you noticed your head felt empty, you immediately tensed in alarm.

"My hat," you rasped,"where's my*cough*hat?" You looked around and spotted your cap by your feet, you attempted to move your arms, but they were chained tightly to the wall. As well as your chest, the only thing you can move was your feet. Which was covered by your beat up boots that were burned and covered with your blood.

'No...'

Ace asked you agitated if you were listening to him, and truthfully you weren't. You want your hat where it's always belonged, on your head. Not on the dirty floor of the worlds most notorious criminals. Even your own blood isn't supposed to be on there, but there it was. And there will only be more blood if they still have the Minotaurus roaming around here once in a while. Your eyes stared intensely at the Marine cap for a moment and then looked up at Crocodile.

You can't believe you're going to do this. No one but two people has touched your cap, and that was many years ago. Garp, when he first shoved it on top of your head with a laugh when you became a marine. And Smoker. Who sometimes touched it on top of your head, while quickly trying to make the cap engulf your face when you were becoming a brat. To give it to someone else...even to hold. Not even Smoker held your hat.

"OI! (Y/N)! Look at me." You did slowly, and finally answered his question.

"A friend." Ace blinked, confused.

"The type of person that would come here. A friend. A comrade. Nakama. You're all those things Ace." You said lowly, carefully. You didn't want to start coughing again, but you don't have enough energy to yell anymore.

"And I'm going to rescue you." You said seriously.

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Hehe.

Very bold words to say Reader-San, you sure about that?

T STAY BEAUTIFUL AND AWESOME!

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 18
Mihawk:24
Crocodile:7
Doflamingo: 12
Smoker: 13
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 2
Paulie: 2

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Chapter 50: A Hopeful and Crazy Idiot

Summary:

For a friend? You'd do anything.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

Ace's, Jimbei's, and the other prisoners eyes widened while Crocodile's face was expressionless. The shocked silence was soon interrupted by laughter from the other prisoners.

"HAHAHAHA! Who knew the famous Silver Blood was just an idiot!"

"Pfft! Nakama?! Such utter bullshit! Who needs that?!"

"Hey! What happened to that plan of yours Silver Blood?!"

You ignored them, and tried to make out Ace's face through your blurry vision. His face seemed frozen with jaw slacked like that.

"Are you serious?" Another person in Ace's cell commented.

You tilted your head. It looked like a big blue blob with sharp teeth and hair.

"Errr...sorry, can't really see cause of the poison. Who are you?" Jimbei stated his name and why he was here, which you just nodded at. Ace then restated to what you said. You gave a fake thoughtful look.

"Oh did I say 'I'm'? I actually meant 'We're going to get rescued.' You're not going to die anytime soon Ace, don't you worry. And the person will be none other then Luffy." Ace widened his eyes as Crocodile muttered out "Mugiwara?" and looked over at you with a raised brow. Everyone was trying to see if you were lying, or just spouting nonsense cause of the poison.

You weren't. You were actually serious.

"What...?! How do you even know?" Ace demanded with wide eyes, not caring how his voice was slowly getting hoarse at how he's been abusing it.

"I just do." You replied, causing Ace to start to lose his patience as he yelled at you on how exactly you knew.

You gave a slight frown, as you contemplated what to say.

"I told you Ace." You said, looking at him from the corner of your eye,"I just do."

Crocodile then had to make a comment of observation.

"Silver Blood, you're gambling on the Straw Hat once again are you? You don't actually know." You muttered out a curse at his observation but said nothing. Ace was shocked, couldn't believe that his friend took such a huge and ridiculous gamble in risk of her life.

"Are you an IDIOT?!" Ace yelled with wide angry eyes. You think one of his veins was going to pop, you observed with a straight face. Ace then went on to say it would impossible for his brother to come to Impel Down, even if it would be something he would do, it's impossible. You were quiet the whole time as you let Ace rant towards you, letting him call you an idiot, insane woman. Telling you at what your little gamble did to you.

"I barely recognized you (Y/N)! All that blood, those cuts, even poison just for a gamble?! They treated you more harshly then they did myself! Why (Y/N)? WHY?!"

You were quiet for a moment, as you looked at him with thoughtful eyes.

"For your observation, they treat me like this cause I am a traitor." You said this with no regret or sadness in your voice. "Marines don't take kindly to traitors. If they still have Minotaurus patrol around here like they did back then, it'll beat me till to an inch of my life." Ace bristled at this information, while Crocodile took a quick glance to your already bloody and beat form. "It'll keep on doing it, just because of my existence. Not only am I traitor Ace, I'm the daughter of the famous blacksmith of Roger's ship, Silver of the Molten Metal." Ace closed his eyes tightly with this information, visibly pained. "I don't normally take such risky gambles, you know this. I like to play it safe. But, if it's for a friend, I'll throw everything away. I came here knowing all this." You coughed again here, your eyes closed in pain as you hunched over.

Ace looked at you with disbelief in his eyes, Jimbei seeming to look at the woman in a new light, Crocodile being the only one that hasn't had a dramatic change of expression. You looked up at the once Warlord with a shaky smirk.

"Heh...sorry Croc if I might get my blood everywhere." You joked, Crocodile's smirk widened. "It needed a paint job anyway." You wanted to laugh, but only managed a breathy chuckle. "As I was saying, I also wouldn't come here if I wasn't positive about something. And if there is one thing that I know, Ace, is that I can proudly say with no regret or hesitation. Is that that kid, Straw Hat Luffy—will do anything to save you. He's the kind that would save his friends, even if he dies from protecting them. The kind where he just trembles in excitement for the next adventure." You rose your head to look at him through hazy eyes, but managed to hold a confident edge to them as you seemed to look through Ace.

"He would accept people's differences in a heartbeat. But would kick anyone's ass if he sees something that isn't right. He's the most idiotic, reckless, insane, simpleminded, naive, and gluttonous person I know." You smirked. "And that's why he'll become the Pirate King."

Absolute silence, as all looked at you with wide eyes. Even Crocodile tightened his hold on his hook. Clearly they didn't expect that from your mouth. It was at that moment, you were suddenly tired.

"Mmm...'m sleepy." You knocked out, and that's when all hell broke loose within the Eternal Hell.

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Guys...I'm SORRY. DX I'm moved into my dorm of my college last month and I've been  trying to adjust.

I've reached a new milestone in my life. And I'm terrified. But giddy. Nervous. Yet shaking with adrenaline.

But guys, since I'm adjusting to this new life of mine, I apologize if there is a lack of updates. Like what happened here. There might be a chance at one point where I have to put it in Hiatus.

Hopefully it won't come to that, but there's a chance.

Anyways. ^_^ Thank you guys for being with me and sharing your enthusiasm with this story.

May more updates to come.

ANYWAYS!!! XD

Don't be surprised if you suddenly knock out for the next few chapters.

Your injuries are quite severe.

The poison certainly slowing them down from healing, as well as adding intense pain.

But, this chapter was awesome wasn't it?

I sure hope so.

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 18
Mihawk:24
Crocodile:7
Doflamingo: 12
Smoker: 13
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 2
Paulie: 2

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Chapter 51: Hate and Disapproval

Summary:

What you would do a friend, someone asked?

You would lie for them.

You would die for them.

You would also live for them.

You would push them away in order to protect them from yourself.

What Silver Blood would do for a friend? Everything above and more. Everything and anything.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

"That bitch is psycho!"

"The hell is Silver Blood going on about? 'We're going to get rescued' my ass!"

"What I'm still stuck on is that she came her willingly. Willingly. What kind of idiot comes to a place like this, knowing what they're going to do to you, willingly?!"

"That's what she gets. She was a marine before I got imprisoned here, she was an annoying brat back then."

"It's her fault I got stuck in here in the first place! She's lucky she didn't get stuck with me or I would've—"

All the prisoners were in an angry disbelieving uproar. Past enemies of Silver Blood, fellow pirates who knew her first as a pirate, or just knew her reputation couldn't help but yell and mutter to themselves at the woman's words. Her words have power in the high seas, for her to openly state who she believes would become Pirate King...

Ace still couldn't wrap his bull headed mind around it. (Y/N) usually speaks her mind, but even to say it with all these disgusting pirates is something different. Even Jimbei asked if she was usually like that, something which Ace just nodded to.

"She does have hope and a strong belief of what she said...so maybe it is true." Ace gave an unamused snort.

"She's being ridiculous. For (Y/N) this is madness, and she even knew it."

"She did say it was for a friend." Jimbei replied quietly. Ace looked towards Jimbei.

"Correct me if I'm wrong Ace-san, but that woman...seems to be the type that would go great lengths for the people she cares about. Last I heard, the Silver Judgement pirates was her crew and look how long they've been without a captain." Ace's eyes widened, recognizing the name. "That's her crew...? Why wasn't she with them...?" Jinbei sat in thought for a moment.

"Perhaps it is because of how she's a traitor to the marines. She did say she knew what would've happened if she got caught, imagine what would happen to her crew?" Ace's eyes slowly turned to understanding. "They didn't have a captain because she never allowed them to be close to her..." Jimbei nodded, saying that not long ago she accepted them to travel with her. Something that the Silver Judgement Pirates seemed to be waiting for, for they've been around for years. And were known to have no captain, until now.

"Then..." Ace was about to question how would her crew allow her to come to such a place as Impel Down, when he was interrupted by a surprising source.

"Naïve Gin Chi(Silver Blood), probably knocked them unconscious so they wouldn't get in the way." Crocodile rumbled lowly, as he sat across said sleeping woman. Ace's eyes narrowed.

"I've been wondering this, but you and (Y/N) seem to know each other. How did you guys meet?" Crocodile lazily glanced over with an arrogant smirk.

"How we know each other is my and Silver Blood's business, Fire Fist. I will say however, that I've known her since she was a marine." Ace couldn't believe what he was hearing. Crocodile and his friend are exact opposites when it comes to ideals and views, there's absolutely no way that they're friends. And he hasn't been liking how the grouch has been looking at her. His frown deepened. No, not at all.

A sudden thought, a memory came to his mind and his lips couldn't help but pull into a mocking smirk.

"Careful Crocodile, you shouldn't be so proud. After all, it's known all throughout the high seas of which pirate she's allies with." Crocodile gave an uninterested 'Oh?'
Ace continued. "One of the Four Yonko, 'Red-Hair' Shanks. Surely you've heard the rumors." Crocodile gave him an unimpressed huff. "Watch your tongue boy. Clearly you believe everything you hear and don't read between the lines."

Ace rose an eyebrow.

What does he mean by that?

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(My first school day was okay, by the way. If anyone was curious. Even though I was a nervous wreck. XD Still...maybe I CAN survive Anatomy and Physiology.)

Ah...poor concerned Ace.

He only knows how to show he cares by yelling about it like a motherly banshee.

And it seems the more famous of the rumors, is Shanks and you.

But Crocodile seems to suspect something...

By the way, the idea of Crocodile saying your title in Japanese with his (sexy, mind boggling, low) voice gets me to smile giddily.

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 19
Mihawk:25
Crocodile:7
Doflamingo: 13
Smoker: 14
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 2
Paulie: 2

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Chapter 52: Roomate

Summary:

Silver Blood, the proudest and most determined woman in the world.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

You grumbled something incoherently as you woke up once again. Deciding to wake up quietly instead of announcing it to the whole level. You slowly opened your eyes, immediately honing in on your hat that is still on the ground. You gazed at it with no expression visibly on your face, but you wished that you could somehow reach it without—

"Awake Gin Chi?" You glanced up to see Crocodile looking down at you as he sat on the bench only a few feet away from you. You tried to straighten yourself against the wall, your pride getting in the way of looking weak in front of people. Even if it caused you to breath heavily and sweat come down your face.

Especially a man like Crocodile.

You noticed loud voices from the other prisoners, talking amongst themselves.

"Do you think when she meant 'we're going to get rescued' she meant us as well...?!"

"She's psycho! Clearly Silver Blood can't possibly think a rookie would become Pirate King?!"

"Where's that Minotaurus?!?! Maybe it can beat some good sense into her!!"

The prisoners seemed to be in a craze from what you said, you thought with irritation.

"Can they...shut their ugly mouths up?" You murmured, annoyed.

"They've been like this ever since your little confession Silver Blood. They've been spouting nonsense for hours." Crocodile said, his own irritation from the noise coming through his tone. You frowned.

'He's in a bad mood. Not good.'

"Mah..." You sighed, "It won't be long until the Minotaurus does come, but that will probably cause more noise if it only comes for me." You let out all in one breath, you need to learn how to stop talking so much in your state. It's not good for you. Not with how much energy you have, and what talking loudly does to your throat because of the poison.

Crocodile hummed.

"Still naive as ever." You huffed, offended.

"What I know as fact is not being naive." You replied, causing Crocodile's eyes narrowed.

"You truly believe that Straw Hat will come in time? That he will be the one that will become King of the Sea?"

"I don't believe. I know. Just like I knew they were going to treat me like this, how my crew would react to my reckless and perhaps stupid actions, and how I know," your eyes tightened in determination as you looked at him "That I'm going to become the strongest woman in the world."

Crocodile gave an amused chuckle, and then you were suddenly reminded on why you called him a cocky bastard inside your head.

"Saying something like that, would get you mocked Silver Blood. You should be lucky I'm more kind to what you say then the others here."

And there's the creepiness, you thought with a mild sweatdrop. He hasn't changed from his time being here, but whatever. 'You should be lucky' blah, blah, BLAH! It's things like that that make your blood boil around him, but you don't have the energy so all you did was glance away and give an "Ah..." Crocodile didn't seem to like your dismissal, for you sensed movement in front of you and all of a sudden the sand man is a little too close to your bloody and beat body.

You have made a mistake. An error of judgement. Maybe you can try to calm him–

"What was that Silver Blood?" He asked with a smirk.

–down. Yeah, hell no. Your eye twitched in irritation as you straightened your shoulders as best you could against the wall as you looked at Crocodile.

"I said: 'You're lucky that you aren't as irritating as pinkie bastard'. Should I say it a little louder?"

This is not something you say to someone that you want to do a favor for you. A hook was suddenly under your chin, clearly a threat as Crocodile frowned in thought.

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*Gin Chi: means Silver Blood in Japanese.

GAH! Idiotic reader!

You don't say those kinds of things to THE Crocodile.

He's Crocodile!

But let's move on~~~

((Crocodile saying your title in Japanese is so freakin HOT. O/////O Just imagine his voice...his husky,deep low voice by your ear...as he says 'Gin Chi' *chills* GAH!! ))

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 19
Mihawk:25
Crocodile:7
Doflamingo: 14
Smoker: 14
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 2
Paulie: 2
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Chapter 53: Your Treasure

Summary:

Seriously, where's the bathroom?!

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

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A hook was suddenly under your chin, clearly a threat as Crocodile frowned in thought.

"You don't have your usual sassy remarks. I'm mildly surprised." The sand man commented, causing you to raise an eyebrow.

"Getting beaten to a bloody pulp does that to a person." You replied, as you felt his hook go this way and that, causing your to face to move every which way as Crocodile seemed to analyze your injuries closely.

Too close.

His body that was clad in prisoner clothes was too—oh gosh. Where's his coat? He looks way better with his old stylish coat. Great, now you can't help but picture him with it. Your cheeks gave a small flush as the hook started to tickle your face from how soft it caressed you to move this way and that.

Shhiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.

"Are they that bad?" You spouted out, wanting to distract yourself from the feeling. Only mildly curious about your injuries on your body that feels like lead.

Crocodile only giving a distracted hum, and saying that no one recognized you when you came in. But he kept moving the hook back and forth, giving his own comments of observation that you weren't paying attention to.

"Several gashes on both arms. Burns as well...one gash on the head...several cuts and bruises..." Crocodile murmured with his low voice. "Those soft marines only know how to injure a pirate when they're bound and leashed it seems..."

These are the moments that make you question about Crocodile and not kick his butt. Moments...where it seems he cares. Shows concern, even if it's in his own weird subtle way. The way he seems to be careful with the use of his hook and not purposefully try to scratch or cut you with it. You would even go out of your way to say he's a gentlemen, if he wasn't an arrogant and impatient dick. In all, the man just makes you confused about him. Not knowing what to think or feel about him...truly an oxymoron.

Your eye brows began to twitch.

'Why...is it so ticklish?!' (Y/N) thought in despair as you tried to be tight lip about the whole thing when Crocodile moved to do a deeper analysis on your face. You hoped he can't see your red face, maybe the blood will cover it. You don't even understand why you're red in the first place! It's CROCODILE!! He's not—

Your eyes darkened.

Yeah...he's not. He's not Shanks. But...
You glanced up at Crocodile that was inches away from your face.

What does him not being Shanks have to do with anything?

When has it ever? Shanks is just a friend. Just a...friend.

'Who kept something from you. Who kept his knowledge of Blackbeard and that he knew your father away from you. It may have been for your own protection or other personal reasons, but why?' A voice in the back of your mind questioned.

You don't know.

"Silver Blood. Do you not feel this?" You blinked.

"Feel what?" Crocodile eyes narrowed.

"Can you not see from your left eye as well?"

Shit. You were hoping he wouldn't find out. You should've expected it though. He's a good observer. You pulled your head away from his hook as you leaned against the wall, and used your only good eye to look at him.

"You observe too much Croc-y. But you're right. Woke up with it like that. I imagine the symptoms will only get worse." You gave an exaggerated sigh as you looked up at the ceiling. "Just gotta deal with it. I kinda asked for it earlier." You muttered the last part out. You shouldn't have wondered aloud if Magellan's farts can kill. You sometimes got too curious and big mouthed for your own good.

You can't help it though. You hate staying quiet.

Crocodile rose an eyebrow.

"You're also feigning deafness. I've said countless time for you to not call me that." Crocodile said, referring to your nickname for him.

"I've been calling you that for years, and I will continue to do so." You replied with a smirk. "How's it been here for you anyway? And who even allowed you with that dangerous hook of yours." You added with mild confusion at the prospect.

"I've been surrounded by loud idiots," Crocodile dully said,"And they allow one item to pass through the inspection of the prison, so they allowed it. Although," Crocodile darkly smirked as he over at you, "if one gets too close, a casualty can easily occur."

You only hummed, then commenting that they probably gave him the life sentence. And if only they had better cells, the place doesn't really suit him.

Crocodile smirked at that.

"Oh?"

You nodded and looked at him.
"This place doesn't suit your tastes at all. You seem the type to want a grand chair in front of a shiny long table, and the chair would then spin dramatically with your signature coat on it. Sheets made from the purest and softest of silk, and a nice sized bathroom."

Crocodile said nothing, but you didn't seem to realize that he did indeed have a long table with a chair that spins when he was situated in Alabasta and had Baroque Works.

"You're describing a mansion for a prisoner it seems."

You waved him off and continued. "Prisoner, schmisoner. A mansion for you has to be big, but not too big but as well as not too small. You'd want to show off your wealth to others, but seem to play off the modesty card if necessary."

"You think you know me well." He commented, causing you to raise an eyebrow.

"Don't tell me that won't be something you would do to trick others you play nice."

"This is just a matter of perspective. In Impel Down, it's impossible."

You frowned. But said nothing.

"I'm serious about the bathroom though. Where's the toilet?" What if you had to pee? There's no toilet here, and you're not peeing in front of ANYBODY. Crocodile seemed to have ignored you and found his interest back on your face again, as he moved his hook towards the part of your face that wasn't numb.

Twitch. Twitch.

"Can you stop that?"

Crocodile glanced at your face with an amused smirk.

"Does it bother you Gin Chi? You always seem to twitch when my hook comes near...how strange to have no fear of a dangerous object but be ticklish by it." You flushed in embarrassment. He knows! And he's close again! Your face was red once again. "Th-thats cause—" Crocodile immediately zoned in a he tipped your chin with his hook.

"Did I hear a stutter? Hmm...flustered then?" You growled at his smirking face. All proud and everything. Stupid. It's true you've never stuttered around him before...that's a lie.

You have.

You're just not proud to admit it. Crocodile and you then went back and forth with quips and arrogant remarks, which made you feel odd. Not odd like it was weird. But odd that you felt like you can put a name to the relationship you had with the grump. Almost like a friend.

A friend that kept getting a little too close to your face and boldly saying possessive comments.

You believed there was some flirts out of his mouth but you weren't sure, you get confused with that kind of thing. What were you talking about again?

You then tensed when you felt a familiar presence coming down the elevator. The Minotaurus. Crocodile looks sat you and asked silently what made you silent.

"Minotaurus." You simply said. "Probably here for my first session..." Your face schooled into an expressionless one as you stared at your Marine hat that was still on the floor. Crocodile glancing behind him all of a sudden and grabbing your cap that was by his feet that you were eyeing. You blinked.

"When you first woke up, I didn't miss how you stared at this old trash."

"Treasure." You corrected. "That's my treasure." You glanced up at him seriously.

"Crocodile." He immediately looked down towards you as he held the cap with his hook. "May you take care of it for me? When you sit on your side, it won't get any more blood on it from me. It's not something I want to get dirty." Crocodile rose an eyebrow at you. "Didn't you say this was your treasure?" You nodded.

"It is." You then gave a small nostalgic smile as you looked at it. "You're actually the first one who has ever held it. I don't normally let others even come close to touching it, but if it's to protect it..." Crocodile gave a dark amused chuckle.

"The first? Not even Akagami(Red Hair)?"

Your eyes immediately narrowed, something that Crocodile didn't miss.

"What does he have to do with anything?" You said a little too sharply.

Inside, Crocodile wanted to laugh. His suspicions were true. It seems that the Red Hair messed up on Silver Blood.

"Anyways, please Crocodile?" You looked up at him. Crocodile looked down at you with no expression. "Since I'm the first...I do not mind doing this favor for you Silver Blood." You perked up at him and gave a grateful grin. "Thanks Crocodile." Crocodile hummed as he went back to his side, this time with your treasure nearly on top of his hook as he sat down.

It didn't take long for the Minotaurus to come and start beat you with its weapon. Even though it did some to the others as well.

Thankfully, it finally shut them up.

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Aww~

I love the Croco-man, even though he is just so, SO hard to write.

GAH!

A romance with him is nearly impossible if it isn't...*stops herself and looks away with a blush*

Like those fan fictions...

Anyways!

Look! Bonding! And your treasure!

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 19
Mihawk:25
Crocodile:7
Doflamingo: 14
Smoker: 15
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 2
Paulie: 2

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

 

Chapter 54: Extra: Your Pirate Flag

Summary:

Link to what Silver Bloods flag looks like.

^_^

Chapter 55: The Empress

Summary:

Friendly rivalry?

Or just hate?

Yeah, just hate.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

It's been like this for hours.

Days probably. Sometime the Minotaurus would cause you to pass out, mostly because of how hard it hit and how you'd sometimes cough cause of the poison.

You'd sleep, listen to the annoying prisoners and tell them to shut up, listen to Crocodile's low voice as he commented that you looked worse for wear, and try to give hope to Ace that he's not getting executed. It was difficult when the other prisoners were nosy and decided to give their own obnoxious comments, but you have to give your friend hope. And comfort that everything will be alright. Ace still called you an idiot, and when did you even find out about his capture?

"Honestly, about five days before I came here. I had suspicions about Blackbeard...so I wanted to confirm it with...Shanks. So I went to Saboady to get my ship coated with my crew, except I found out from someone else. The pinkie bastard, Doflamingo, was the one that told me."

That just caused more noise and uproar then before as Ace couldn't believe that you knew him as well.

"How exactly do you know that man, (Y/N)-San?" Jimbei questioned with surprise in his voice while all Crocodile was give an unamused "Hmph". Crocodile not liking Doflamingo is common knowledge for you.

"First met him as a marine like two other Warlords, that I rather not say." You answered, wanting to keep the secret of you knowing Warlords so it won't get back to the marines.

Ace's eyes narrowed, already suspecting that the other Shichibukai was Crocodile at the time. So you know three Warlords, and a Yonko...which reminds him... Ace didn't miss how his friend said Shanks name with less of a cheerful or happy tone then before. Your love for the Red Hair was always obvious to him, but now he's not sure.

Ace remembered what Crocodile said about reading between the lines and glanced at the man. The sand user seemed to sense his gaze as he glanced back at him, a knowing and arrogant smirk on his features.

Ace gritted his teeth.

Your days were like this, passing out, getting beaten, sleeping, wondering if you will ever have the urge to pee, listening to Crocodile's comments with his deep voice but you giving a quiet warning of his name when the prisoners suddenly felt they should show their hate towards the noble pirate Yonko Whitebeard when Ace and Jinbei were talking about him, until—

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You were hearing loud talking and yells in the background as you tried to sleep and get your energy back from your earlier beat down of the Minotaurus. You gave a frown of irritation when a sudden pop was heard.

"Can you guys...quiet down? Someone...is trying to sleep here..." You quietly grumbled.

"You! The one who doesn't know beauty when she sees it!!"

Your eyebrows furrowed. That annoying voice... Your eyes widened as you turned your head to the left.

"YOU! The hell you doing here you vain woman?!" You yelled, adrenaline and irritation fueling your tired body.

Boa Hancock. User of the Love Love fruit.
Also the most vain and arrogant women in existence. You remembered coming across her island once in your travels in the Calm Belt. They had the most interesting of foods as you were there and listened to their stories, the women wanted you to stay and for you not to go to the man infested world. When you declined, they persuaded you to greet their beautiful and kind empress. Something that you didn't mind, for she didn't seem cruel when the women and young girls talked about her. It changed when you saw how Hancock acted. Unimpressed, you attempted to walk out, until Hancock tried to use her power on you.

Which was stupid.

You obviously like guys. Why would it work on you? But it seemed everyone was shocked, as well as Hancock.

"What?! Don't you think that I'm the most beautiful out of all the high seas?!" The Empress questioned anxiously as she gave a mild fake blush across her pale face.

You frowned.

"You sure are quite arrogant and bold to say that don't you think?"

Hancock didn't like that. You didn't like her attitude. So you can say they hate each other.

The officers looked at each other in bewilderment.

"How does she know a Warlord?"

"What I want to know is, why do they hate each other eh shitty Warden?"

The two women ignored everyone else besides each other as sparks seemed to fly between the two of them.

"Why I am here is none of your concern, you ignorant brute. Finally in a cage I see?" You think you felt a vein pop as your shackles were clinking together and seemed to strain in protest as you tried to lean forward to try to sneak a hit in.

"What did you say?! Repeat that you snake!"

"Ms. Hancock, do you not wish to see Fire Fist like you requested?" Domino, the chief officer, interrupted before Hancock would give a retort. This seemed to bring Hancock out of their fighting atmosphere as she gave a quiet 'ah, yes.' You immediately took offense to the brush off.

"Oi! Don't ignore me! ...wait...WHAT?!" You suddenly yelled, catching on what the officer said. Why in the world would she want to see Ace? Your eyes narrowed as you tried to listen in as the prisoners seemed to go bonkers over the Empress of the Kuja Tribe. Hancock is also isn't the type to listen to someone who would interrupt her. As you listened, Hancock seemed to say that she wanted to see the man who sparked the war she was going to fight.

Wha? You frowned.

Hancock also isn't the type to fight someone else's battle. One of the things that you actually respect about her. Especially if it's around men.

You continued to try to hear as Crocodile seemed to be the only silent one since these people have come down.

'Probably wondering the same thing I am.'

And now Hancock did the thing that pissed you off, acting like she's just a scared beautiful woman in order for the prisoners to shut up. Except that only made them get louder. And for Magellan to finally straighten them out.

After the business seemed to be done with Hancock, you not hearing what she said to Ace to no avail, Magellan came towards you and Crocodile's cell.

You tensed.

"'Ex-marine Silver Blood (Y/N)'."

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(If you notice Jinbei one sentence, and Jimbei the next, I apologize. It goes to autocorrect, so just bear with me ^_^")

 

Boa Hancock is finally here!

You know what that means!

*grins excitedly*

And what does Magellan want?

By the way, fanart of any kind for this story is accepted~ ^-^

Can be Silver Blood(you) with your favorite man, favorite scene, or just your own depiction of the pirate flag, ship, and the crew of the Silver Judgement Pirates.

Just remember when you draw Silver Blood(you), to draw the left scarred cheek, the marine hat, and the famous buster sword. That's what makes Silver Blood(you), Silver Blood(you).

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 20
Mihawk:25
Crocodile:7
Doflamingo: 14
Smoker: 15
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 2
Paulie: 2

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

 

Chapter 56: Your Sentence

Summary:

Being hated just for being born...?

Sentenced for being a pirate's daughter?

What is this?

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

"'Ex-marine Silver Blood (Y/N)'. Fully recovered from the poison I see. As well as almost breaking your shackles." You gritted your teeth as you looked up at Magellan through the bars. You recovered from the poison a few hours ago. When you realized you haven't coughed in awhile, and that you began to feel your face and see again, you knew you were healed and overcame it. You were worried though, if he would do the same thing like before when you managed to break out of your shackles cause of your flustered and angered state in Level 3.

"Maybe...you should use stronger...shackles..." You breathed, clearly still recovering from the Minotaurus and how you just raged just now.

"It won't matter." Magellan replied. Causing you to perk up at this.

"What do you mean...by that?"

Magellan straightened as he looked down at you, seeming to bore into you as he said the next few words.

"Your sentence has been decided Silver Blood. Do you wish to first hear your crimes?" You tilted your head, not understanding why he would ask the question. You heard Ace give a strangled no that you managed to catch. You felt Crocodile's eyes on your body, seeming to burn straight through you from how hard he was looking. You then widened your eyes in realization.

"Death sentence...?" You whispered, Hancock watching silently.

"You've caught on. Not surprising since you were a marine and know the protocols. However, I still must say your crimes. Domino." The chief officer stepped forward and began to list off every possible thing they possibly could find on file.

"Defection from the marines, specifically Cipher Pol. Suspicions of sharing information of Cipher Pol to other world renown criminals. Verbally threatening and assaulting marines." They deserved it. "Being allies with world renown criminals such as the Yonko, 'Red Hair' Shanks, the notorious 'Straw Hat' pirates, and the deadly 'Heart' pirates. As well as 'Fire Fist', in turn being an ally with the Yonko Whitebeard. Suspicions of being involved with the Enies Lobby incident." You rose an eyebrow at that. It seems someone did see you when you rescued Lucci and the others. "Suspicions of also being involved with the Alabasta incident." Shit. You felt Crocodile's stare grow stronger on your skin at that. He wasn't supposed to remember you being there...! Let alone if you might've helped.

But they don't know for sure. They're just spouting off suspicions. Those are your crimes. Suspicions. Suspicions. Suspicions. They don't even know if you did it or not. Your eyes narrowed. These are the kind of things that make you question the marine government and want to slash it all for the idiocy.

"Lastly, for being famously known as the daughter of Silver of the Molten Metal, who was the famous blacksmith of Gold Roger's crew and within his ship."

That's what you were waiting for. The simply existing one, where you happened to be born from a renowned pirate. That just had to be a crime...

"You know, I think most of those were mere suspicions and I'd like to hold a trial for you guys to show me the evidence." You said, smirking, enjoying how the guards seemed to mutter in shock how you didn't react.

"Pirates don't get trials. Especially one famous as you. After the execution of Fire Fist Ace and the war between Marine HQ and Whitebeard, your execution date will be two months from now 'Ex-Marine Silver Blood'."

"You couldn't surprise me? Just wait and come down one day while I'm sleeping, blissfully unaware and then you get the jump on me. 'You're getting executed today' or maybe just take me outside and don't tell me until we actually reach the execution site. That would be..." You actually pondered in thought. "A rather elaborate prank. Cruel. Dirty. Pure evil really, but a good prank." You commented.

"Talk as much as you like Silver Blood, be lucky that I must hold back on you for your execution shall be public as well. Enjoy your last days." Magellan stated before walking away with the others in tow. Your gaze never leaving their forms as you gave a loud scoff. Watching as the elevator went up with narrowed eyes.

"Like hell I'm dying. I need to be the strongest woman before that happens."

"(Y/N)...! You...you IDIOT!" Ace yelled at you from his cage as you turned towards him in question.

"Ace. What did Hancock say to you...?"

Ace looked at you through his bloody eyes as he answered.

"You were right (Y/N)...She says Luffy came with her."

Your eyes widened but then turned to a huge smirk as you laughed disbelievingly. You laughed, laughed, and laughed.

"Ha! Told you didn't I Ace...?! Luffy... Heh that crazy kid..."

You gave a proud and relieved smile, Ace then saying that he shouldn't be thankful and that Luffy should've just stayed away. You let him rant and decided that it was best as you turned your attention towards Crocodile.

"For the record, Croc-y, I may have been there with the Straw Hats but I let them do what they did in Alabasta by themselves. It wasn't my business to be frank, even though I disapproved." The 'and I wanted to kick your butt because of that' went unsaid.

Crocodile only gave a low grunt. "It seems your instincts were right with Mugiwara. Again." He replied, ignoring your earlier statement as he held your cap on top of his hook.

You smiled softly.

"Yeah..."

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Luffy is here!

Good thing he did come, or else you would've DIED!

XD

That wouldn't have been good.

Moving on...

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 20
Mihawk:25
Crocodile:7
Doflamingo: 14
Smoker: 17
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 2
Paulie: 2

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

 

Chapter 57: He's my friend...!

Summary:

Don't take him!

Your friend does not deserve this!

Ace...ACE...ACE!

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=6vsoCQ9j2kg

Chapter Text

"Oi..." You coughed, your body being pushed to the limit as you yelled as they came back down to collect Ace. Dammit, where's LUFFY?!

"I hereby take you into custody... For transportation to your execution ground... Marineford!!" Magellan stated. You began to try to shake off your shackles as they jangled together, wanting to try to stop this...

You gritted your teeth in frustration.

"No..." You tried to yell, but only came as a rasp.

"Silver Blood, you're wasting your energy. Be silent." Crocodile ordered in impatience. You narrowed your eyes as they opened Ace's cage and started to put new shackles on him.

"I...can't...be silent..." You panted in exhaustion. "He's my...friend...!" It's no use, you thought in despair. Once you heard that Hancock said that Luffy came with her to infiltrate Impel Down, all your worries and doubts seemed to wash away. Seeing as you didn't have to give Ace hope anymore, your energy finally drained. You barely even talked once Hancock left, you trying to get back your energy as they waited for Luffy.

They began walking as Ace only gave a glance to you as he walked by your cage.

"Ace...! ...dammit...all...Ace...!" You attempted once again to no avail, you only making your lungs and throat scream and throb in protest as you panted. Sweat came down your forehead, mixing in with other blood from your injuries with the Minotaurus that came.

Ace... Your friend. One of the few that found out you're a lightweight and turns to a cuddle drunk when they were in the bar. How you would drool on him as you hugged him, which caused him problems as he tried to find a bed for you. How he told you that he had to make up a story to the bartender on why you were suddenly kissing his covered chest. How he'd laughed at your flustered and embarrassed state when you finally came to and told the story.

The way that he seemed to wake up and see that you're still not asleep, from nightmares. He'd never ask. Never did. But he always asked if you would want to take a walk with him.

How he said that you can visit Whitebeard one time, and talked to the man as Silver Blood (Y/N) and not as a daughter of a past enemy. Something you were grateful for. You would party with the other members, but always stayed close to Ace. Your caring friend.

His grin...his D grin that fills up his face almost as big as his brother's...

"You worry too much (Y/N)! Let's just go to the bar again! I promise you won't be near alcohol anymore."

How easy going...

"Oi...these people made you mad huh (Y/N)? Well, you don't get mad for no reason so let me help you!"

How selfless... Your lips trembled.

The elevators closed with a loud click as (Y/N) once again passed out from her injuries.

Not noticing Crocodile's slight frown as he spotted her watery eyes before she went unconscious.

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You care for Ace greatly...don't you Reader-San...?

AND LIKE I SAID BEFORE FANART IS ACCEPTED FOR THIS STORY~~~~!!! ^~^

LOVE YOU ALL!!!

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 20
Mihawk:25
Crocodile:7
Doflamingo: 14
Smoker: 17
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 2
Paulie: 2

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

 

Chapter 58: The Future Pirate King

Summary:

The happy go lucky, grinning idiot of the Straw Hat pirates has come.

And its time to kick some ass!

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

You began to stir once again when you heard loud voices. Not just that...scissors? What's that cutting sound...? And why the heck is it starting to smell funny? Wait...you recognize one of those voices.

"If I gave up...I'd regret it forever! I'm going!" A familiar young voice proclaimed loudly within Level 6.

'Luffy! Stupid body, open your eyes!' You did, slowly as you tried to turn your head towards three forms outside the cage as Crocodile spoke up. While Luffy reacted dramatically, saying it was him who tried to take his friend's country.

"...Luffy...you're here..." You managed with a smirk as Luffy's angry gaze suddenly turned into shock as he looked at you.

"(Y/N)!! You there too?!"

One of the figures spoke up, (Y/N) recognized him as Ivankov, one of the members of the Revolutionary Army.

"Didn't you say you would find and rescue Silver-chan when we came here as well Straw-boy?"

"Yeah but... OI!! Crocodile didn't do anything funny did he (Y/N)?! You look...you need some meat!" You smirked and gave a low chuckle as Crocodile baritones he had nothing to do with Silver Blood's state.

"Luffy...thank you...but... I trust Crocodile. Release both of us..." You rasped, causing Ivankov to raise an eyebrow and for Crocodile to smirk while Luffy gazed at you with no expression. Ivankov then saying that it's best for them to follow Silver Blood's words, knowing Crocodile's weakness if he tries anything. Something that made you curious as Crocodile seemed to growl in irritation. Jimbei then wanted to come along the ride as well, wanting to help Whitebeard and Ace.

Luffy glanced towards you in concern and then looked up at Ivankov.

"Ivan-chan, can you give your magical power thing to (Y/N)? She needs it."

"That would be...best...I don't want to...slow you guys down..." Ivankov nodded, and when the scissors man released Crocodile and you from your shackles you slumped onto the floor, only your knee helping you stay up.

"Shit..."

"It's okay Silver-chan. Just lay down. And I'll give it to you."

While Ivankov was doing his treatment, Luffy questioned Jimbei on why (Y/N) is the most beat up.

"She was a marine before she was a pirate Luffy-san. Marines don't treat traitors kindly. Also, she is the daughter of the famous blacksmith Silver of the Molten Metal, who was on Roger's ship."

"They still should've treat her better." Luffy said with a mild frown.

"Woohoo!" You clapped your hands as you smirked, moving your arms around to stretch. "It's felt forever since I can actually move. Thank you Ivankov." You then walked towards Crocodile who had his hook outstretched with your cap on top of it. You took it and nodded gratefully towards him as you put it back in your head where it belongs.

"Let us break our way out of this jail with force! Hee-hah!!" Ivankov exclaimed weirdly.

"I won't let you lay your filthy hands on Old Man Whitebeard, Crocodile!" Jimbei warned with a protective scowl.

"Shall we battle to the death right here and now, then?" Crocodile replied lazily.

"Let's just go already!! I need to get my swords back." You yelled, mildly annoyed and highly impatient to leave.

"So including the former member, we have two Shichibukai..." Inazuma, the strangely dress man who had a fur coat half white and half orange along with his hair, observed quietly.

"Two?! Who's the other one?" Luffy questioned.

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Haha! The fun is about to start!

I really enjoy writing this arc, it's my favorite so far. And it's just simply amazing and awesome. XD

I LOVE IT!

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Author: *stretches her arms above her head and yawns* Awww...man...*yawns again* all this drama and angst is making me tired. *ponders for a moment* Maybe it's time to make this story lighthearted again...? *takes out phone and starts texting*

*door slams open*

BAM!

Author: *jumps* What in the—

Shanks: Author-chan~ We can come out now right~?*strolls in while asking with a carefree grin*

Author: ...Shanks?!

Mihawk: *strolls in quietly, sits down in one of the chairs and puts his feet up on the conference table**closes his golden eyes*

Crocodile: *strolls in while puffing his cigar with his luxurious coat, picks a side with the head chair of the table*

Doflamingo: Fufufu~ It's nice to be back~ *heads over to the table and squats on it, mildly annoying Crocodile*

Author: What are you guys doing here?! You're not supposed to be here! *whispers* yet.

Hattori: Coo~?

Lucci: *strolls in and narrows his eyes at the smiling Shanks* The Yonko informed us that he received a message for all of us to come back. Was he lying?

Author: *blinks* A message? It wasn't from me. I messaged other people but not you guys...*confused face* Never mind that. You guys can't be here.

Smoker: *comes in and looks down at her* We can't?

Author: ...*blushes* No...you guys can't. *turns to Shanks*Where did you hear this Shanks?

Shanks: *innocently confused face* Really? Well...I didn't really hear it...someone just put a note that stuck onto my back that said "Go to the author right now! And make sure everybody is there too! ESPECIALLY sand baby. KYAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" It was quite strange.*laughs*

Author: *widens eyes*

Mihawk: *glances at the Yonko* You're not worried that someone managed to sneak up on you?

Shanks: *shrugs*

Doflamingo: *smirks and looks over at the smoking Crocodile* 'Sand baby'?

Crocodile:*glares*

Author: ONLY ONE PERSON TALKS LIKE THAT AND LAUGHS LIKE THAT! *puts hands on head and yelling frantically* THAT MEANS—!

*door slams open(again)*

MamaWani : SUP! WHERE'S MY HUSBAND?! *comes in haughtily with a smirk*

ama_rin : Should we be this loud? (^◇^;) We're probably disturbing them, they weren't even supposed to be here yet. *follows afterwords quietly and looks at the author* *waves*

MamaWani : *looks down at her* What are you talking about? They're here now aren't they? And—

ama_rin : *sweatdrops* Because you told Rinku to put a note on one of them. (⌒-⌒; )

Author: Guys?!

MamaWani : You wanted to see them too! As well as*looks behind her with an excited smile* RinkuKaur ! Come out here already!

RinkuKaur : *muffled yell* I'm fine right here!

MamaWani : *poker face* COME ON! DONT JUST STAND THERE GAWKING! You know you wanna be close to him ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Author: GUYS?!

RinkuKaur : But...! His mere godly presence consumes me from here! How can I bring myself to be even near that beautiful beautiful hair and glowing smile?

Author: GAH! All of you come in here now! You need some explaining to do.

RinkuKaur : ...*walks in and tries to hide behind ama_rin and MamaWani while looking up every few seconds, gasps, then blushes and hides behind them again* trying not to squeal and failing horribly*

Doflamingo: Fufu~ The Author seems to be angry~*looks at Crocodile* Don't you think so Crocoman? Or should I say...sand baby? *smirk widens*

Crocodile: *eyes slit* *growls* Quiet flamingo. *eyes travel towards the newcomers* And which one of you wrote that?

MamaWani : YOU TELL THAT PINKY HUBBY! AIN'T NO ONE CALLS YOU THAT BUT—

Author: *runs to them and covers MamaWani's mouth* SHH! Don't say that so loud, you can't say it!

MamaWani : *muffled sentences*

Smoker: Is everything all right Author? *comes up behind her and glances down at her*

Author: *panics slightly with a blush and waving her free hand around* O-of course Smoker! Why wouldn't it be?

Lucci: Perhaps it is because of your strange behavior, dear Author.

Hattori: Coo~Coo~

Author: *droops her shoulders in defeat* That obvious huh?

Mihawk: *eyes open and glances towards the group of women*

ama_rin : *feels weak in the knees* He...oh goodness. *whispers* He's looking. ( ゚д゚)

Mihawk: Author, who are these women? One of them must've written that note for Red Hair to find.

Shanks: Oh yeah! *smiles kindly and looks at the three of them* Which one of you put the note there?

RinkuKaur : *shakily raises hand from behind ama_rin and MamaWani while still hiding her face* I-I did.

Shanks: *slightly frowns with a pout**tries to look over to see her face only for Rinku to move around and hide* You can come out you know, I don't bite.

RinkuKaur : *shakes her head*

Shanks: *smiles* Come on~ You sneaked up on a Yonko! I have to see the face of who could do such a thing!

RinkuKaur : ...*slowly raises head and meets gazes with the kind eyes of the Red Hair*

Shanks: *gives a happy grin with closed eyes* See! That wasn't hard was it?

Author: Wait-! *lets go of MamaWani's mouth*

RinkuKaur : *faints with blood spurting out and says this before her soul travels out of her body* He smiled at me...

Author, ama_rin , MamaWani : *blank tone* Aaaaaaaaaaaand she fainted. (ーー;)

Author: *claps her hands* Alright! Time to introduce yourselves! But first, *takes out a fan and hands it to Shanks* Fan her please.

Shanks: *looks at her questioningly*shrugs*starts fanning Rinku*

Author: Mihawk!

Mihawk: *snaps his hawk eyes to the author in attention*

Author: *pleased smile*grabs ama_rin's shoulders* Why don't you 'properly' greet one of my friends here, named ama_rin . To celebrate your lead on the others?

ama_rin : *blushes* What? O////O

Mihawk: ...

Author: *takes out a poster with Silver Blood that says all over "Do it for her"*

Mihawk: *walks over to ama_rin* kneels without moving his golden eyes on her form* grabs her hand*

ama_rin : *shaking and blushing* W-wha—?

Mihawk: *doesn't break his gaze as he brings her hand to his lips* kisses it* *in low voice* Hello, ama_rin. Nice to meet you.

ama_rin : *appears to be in shock as she shakes with her mouth open*even when Mihawk lets go, nods his head, and moves to leave*
( ゚д゚)

Author: Okay! *wide smile* Now for—WHAT THE HECK?!

MamaWani: *talking to Crocodile with a pleased smirk* ...and I can polish your hook, your shoes, help pick your coat and—

Crocodile: *listening with an amused smirk while puffing his cigar lazily*

Author: ...huh...*ponders for a moment* Just in case...*takes out a poster that says "Don't do anything violent" and raises it for Crocodile to see*

MamaWani : And afterwords I can call you—*interrupted by author's loud cough*...Sir Crocodile~

Crocodile: *glances at it* looks away lazily**gives slight nod*

Author:*nods to herself* very pleased* but raises another poster that says "You gotta step out alone with her"*

Crocodile: *brow furrows and scoffs even as MamaWani talks*

*Everybody else is looking back and forth between them* some amused*others concerned*

Author: *tick marks*raises Silver Blood poster that says "Do it for her"*

Crocodile: *ignores*

Author: *huffs and growls* Croc-y...*takes out a new poster that says "If you don't, you won't get THAT moment with Silver Blood"*

Shanks and Smoker: What?

Mihawk and Lucci: *narrows their eyes*

Doflamingo: Oh~?

Crocodile:*appears interested but narrows eyes to a slit in suspicion*

Author: ...*mumbles to herself* *takes out a marker, writes on the poster* Says "You'll be the first"

Everybody: *narrows their eyes*

Crocodile: *raises brow with an arrogant smirk* stands up and looks at MamaWani* Come. Let us speak privately.

MamaWani : *looks ready to jump somebody and looks at the author with a wide grin and thumbs up* HELL YES!

*both step out*

*everybody's looking at Author*

Author: ...hahaha...MOVING ON! THE VOTES!!

Main Pairings
Shanks: 21
Mihawk:26
Crocodile:7
Doflamingo: 14
Smoker: 17
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 2
Paulie: 2

THIS WAS FOR MY MOST LOYAL READERS WHO'VE BASICALLY COMMENTED EVERY SINGLE CHAPTER OF THIS STORY!!

XD

THANK YOU SO MUCH! I LOVE ALL OF YOUR COMMENTS!!

AND THANK YOU TO EVERYBODY ELSE WHOSE COMMENTED!! XD THEY REALLY GO A LONG WAY!! ^-^

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

 

Chapter 59: Trust-The Best Thing in the World

Summary:

"Trust...Hahahaha. The most useless thing in the world."-Crocodile

Can you trust a crocodile~?

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

You feel like you can fly to the moon with the energy you have.

You should be careful with it though, the kickback would be harsh from what Ivankov said. But you're happy right now. When they went to New Kama Land, they managed to have a sink and a lot of food that you needed. You managed to wash off the blood on your cap and made it seem like how it was before!

You also had some of the other okama's repair your old white long sleeved shirt. The shorts were sadly not savageable, as well as the bindings underneath which had your old tie as well. But as long as you had one thing from your past, you're fine. Your new outfit consisted of your now repaired white long sleeved blouse and new black bindings underneath that covered your chest as well as stomach. New black jeans shorts were adjourned on your legs, while your now polished and repaired big black boots were on your feet.

Heck! The New Kama people even managed to snag your swords when Magellan was too busy with things on the other levels.

You have never felt more refreshed for a war. Probably because you've never been to one.

You spotted Crocodile while he sat with a new stylish fur coat of his, with a fancy shirt that suited him way more then that ugly plaid looking thing he had in Alabasta. You tilted your head as you looked at him light a cigar on his lips, that were also covered in bejeweled rings like before.

'He kinda looks like one of the mobsters...' You thought, scratching your left scarred cheek.

"(Y/N)!" A body suddenly smacked into your back as arms went around your neck, and legs around your torso. You gave a laugh as you bodily slammed him back with him on the floor as they began to wrestle with each other as the people around them stared at the odd spectacle.

"Luffy, you're lucky I didn't haven't my sword on me or you would've been cut in half." You said with a smirk as you had him in a head lock. "Shishishishi! Hey, I heard you came here because you already thought I was coming! How'd you know?!" You answered with a noogie to his head that you knew he wouldn't let his brother get killed.

Luffy then took a glance back behind you and then glanced back at you when he was released.

"Do you really trust him (Y/N)?"

You thought about it, feeling everyone's eyes on you for some reason.

He's a cruel man. Not kind at all. The man is also arrogant, his only expression seeming to be a smirk or a frown. When he laughs, it's usually out of dark or cruel amusement. Crocodile always made you tense, ready, always on guard with the impatient man. Yet, the fact that he had dark amusement and was impatient was what made you not immediately kick his butt. He managed to somehow be one of few that you didn't fight because of how they acted or their morals. When he wasn't acting possessive, arrogant, or just seeming to try to piss you off...he was actually entertaining to be around with.

He was a man who knew what he wanted and strived for it, making it real. If Luffy didn't stop him, you're positive he would've become the King of Alabasta. A man that trusted no one but himself. Believed in a world that only the strong strive, which is true. The weak must become strong to live in this world. The few moments that they bumped into each other throughout the years when you became a pirate were interesting.

A mere interest in your father grew into something more, asking questions on what he's heard lately from your travels, as well as sometimes buying you dinner. Again, a gentlemen, if he wasn't pushy and arrogant all the time. You enjoyed the food either way and would thank him for it, even though you were suspicious of his motives.

Which has always been the same.

Unlike Doflamingo, Crocodile makes it obvious what he wants when he interacts with you. Every time, he's shown the signs. You weren't stupid. He wants something from you, you
aren't sure what.

But because of that, you sometimes spied when his narrowed silver eyes would loosen to one of relaxation. The odd way he would show concern when you talked about the pirates or marines you fought and caught an injury.

"You need to stop being so childish and naive in your way of thinking, Gin Chi. It'll get you killed one day."

He stated the obvious, something he wouldn't usually go out of his way for in your years of observing him.

Not just that, but he took great care in your treasure. Your Marine cap had no blood, no dirt, and no nick from his hook anywhere on it when you gave it to him to keep safe on his side of the cell.

A man of his word.

You put a hand on your cap in thought as you looked down at the boy who you believed will be Pirate King.

"If I trust him with my treasure, it would be insulting if I didn't trust him with my own life." You answered, causing disbelief to ring through New Kama Land. Luffy still had his expression blank when suddenly Crocodile's dark laugh sprang through.

"Kuhahahaha! It seems you haven't changed at all from your naive way of thinking." You glanced at him from under your cap, raising an eyebrow and giving a small "Oh?" You spoke to Luffy once more, not taking your eyes off of Crocodile.

"Make no mistake Straw Hat Luffy, he will help you get out of here but he will follow his own goals. Do not trust him." Luffy nodded as Crocodile's eyes slightly narrowed but made no comment of his own.

You went to collect your swords and put Karasu on your hip and Kuroi ten'nosabaki on situated comfortably on your back. You straightened your cap on your head as Luffy cracked his knuckles. Jinbei standing by him while Crocodile stood a little off to the right of you.

"Let's go save Ace!"

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*Gin Chi: means Silver Blood in Japanese.

**Karasu(Raven): your noticeably smaller and total black sword that is on your hip. You can imagine whatever sword you want, but perhaps the Chokuto sword will fit. Like Sasuke's sword from Naruto Shippuden.

**Kuroi ten'nosabaki(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black with a sheen of silver buster sword that's carried on your back

(Your sword is a mix of Cloud's and Zabuza's, there is no hole in your sword, but there IS a half moon cut in it. But the half moon cut near the top of the sword.)

Crocodile is so interesting to me. I feel like the only way he would be able to show he cares about someone is by insulting them in a way that can be misleading.

And likes to buy them dinner. A lot.

A gentlemen indeed.

 

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*Everybody staring at the Author*

Author: ...*nervous fidgeting* >.>

*Everybody continues to stare*

Author: ...*puts hand on face in despair, thinking to herself* 'Why did I say that? Now everybody thinks Crocodile is going to...!' *groans* 'But I wasn't technically lying. He's going to be the first of SOMETHING...should I say it? But then—'

*Author's phone vibrates*

Author: *immediately grabs it and looks at who it could be* *widens eyes and gives a huge grin* WOOHOO! *gets up to open the door*

Doflamingo: Fufu~ Wonder who that could be hm? Another one of author's 'friends'?

Crocodile: Be silent flamingo. Clearly you're still put off by what they said to you. *puffs cigar calmly*

Doflamingo: *eyes flash in remembrance as a sock grin starts to form* Ah, yes~. Such bravado...too bad they are close to the author. I would've had fun hearing their screams—.

Smoker: *growls* Like I would let you, Warlord. *hand tightens on jitte* This may be a neutral zone, but I won't hesitate if any of you starts to attack the Author or her friends.

Hattori: Coo~ Coo~

Lucci: *snarks*How honorable.

Smoker: *eyes flash towards him in a scowl* What kind of marine are you? I don't see what (Y/N) sees in the likes of you.

Lucci: *dark smirk* Oh? Is that so? Maybe it's because when an enemy comes, you aren't bloodthirsty enough to satisfy that idiot.

Smoker: *scowl darkens* Repeat that you little shit—!

Shanks: *smiles calmly and gets between the two* Now, now. Let's all calm down and have some rum shall we? *looks between the both of them, his eyes slightly narrowed* We all have enough trouble as it is.

Lucci: ...*scoffs and looks away*

Smoker: Tch...drink your own damn rum Red Hair. Like I would share a drink with you. *lets go of his jitte and with one last scowl towards Lucci, walks away and leans against the wall*

Shanks: *still has a clam smile on his face, but his shoulders now seem less tense*

Mihawk: ...you have a way with people, Red Hair.

Shanks: *blinks* smiles sheepishly* Dahaha! I do? *blinks again, this time in wonderment* wait, did you just say something nice to me Mihawk?

Mihawk: ...*looks away and closes his eyes*

Shanks: Mihawk is so cruel...not as cruel as the Author though.*eyes move towards Crocodile* Hey, Crocodile.

Crocodile: *moves his eyes towards the Red Hair*

Shanks: Do you know anything more about what the author said to you?

Crocodile: No.

*Everybody frowns or narrow their eyes*

Shanks: Huh...odd. Did she perhaps—

Author: GUYS!! *comes in with two new people that are around her arms, one blushing heavily and the other looking around in bewilderment* I FINALLY GOT THEM!! *wide smile*

Hattori: Coo?

Lucci: *glances towards the newcomers and widens his eyes in surprise* Kaku?

Kaku: *blinks and looks over at Lucci* gives a shaky grin* Hey Lucci! How's a going?

Lucci: *moves his eyes over to the other man* ...Paulie.

Paulie: *looks at Lucci* scowls* looks away again* Do I HAVE to be here? *questions to author*

Author: ...*frowns* *looks between Kaku, Paulie and Lucci* remembers their past* brows furrow* I...I'm sorry Paulie. I wasn't thinking but...yes. You have to be here at the times I call you over.

Paulie: *tightens hold on cigar between his teeth* looks pained but quickly hides it* I see...*looks at the authors arm around him* blushes* Can you let go?!

Author: *blinks* looks at his face* (¬‿¬)

Paulie: *gets taken aback* W-what the hell is that face?! And what are you wearing?!

Author: *wearing shorts with a short sleeved hoodie that's open to see her tank top*smiles mischievously* GAH!! *lets go of Kaku completely and glomps Paulie to the ground*

*Everybody's eyes widened*

Author: YOURE TOO CUTE~!! IM WEARING SHORTS YOU SILLY LITTLE TSUNDERE~~~!!!

Paulie: *stuttering and tries to push her off* realizing that her Author powers are stronger then him, he probably won't be able to push her off* G-g-get off me you crazy indecent woman! You're just as bad as (Y/N)!

*everybody's eyes narrow*

Kaku: *laughs* You sure Paulie? (Y/N) seemed worse to you from what I remember.

Lucci: *dark eyes narrow and flash dangerously* That idiot...had a strange way to annoy you. *eyes move towards Kaku* You shouldn't speak so familiarly about a pirate Kaku. Know your place.

Kaku: *eyes slightly narrow and grin tightens* I do know my place, thanks Lucci. Do you know yours? Towards (Y/N)?

Lucci: *eyes flash and gives a low animalistic growl*

Author: *sees what's going on* gets up from Paulie quickly, who sighs in relief* H-hey! Let's move on to the votes s-shall we?

Main Pairings
Shanks: 21
Mihawk:31
Crocodile:7
Doflamingo: 14
Smoker: 17
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 2
Paulie: 2

I FINALLY included the side pairings. Thing is, do you guys think I should have the side pairings and main pairings together? Or should I separate them with a room that are next to each other?

I don't know guys... I don't want Paulie to suffer with the members of CP9 there. Kaku, maybe. But Lucci...? Paulie can't be close to him at all times.

So? What do you guys think? Separate the main and side pairings by room? Or keep them altogether to have a suffering and such a sweet tsundere that is named Paulie there?

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

 

Chapter 60: EXTRA: YOUR OLD AND NEW CLOTHES

Summary:

LINK TO YOUR NEW CLOTHES FOR THIS ARC AND YOUR OLD ONES DOWN BELOW!!

XD

Chapter 61: The Ultimate Team

Summary:

The best team of One Piece, your moves finally revealed.

As well as secrets...?

Chapter Text

 

https://youtu.be/huSqq-akvOI

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"Th-They're here!"

"This is Level 4! Shichibukai Jimbei escaped from Level 6!"

"This is Blazing Hell..." Jimbei quietly observed, looking around.

"Intruder Monkey D. Luffy!"

"So hot..." Luffy complained, panting with sweat going down his body.

"Silver Blood (Y/N)!"

"Hm, a lot of people here..." You said casually, staring at the prisoners with no fear. You were even smirking a bit.

"And former Shichibukai Crocodile! All four are here, requesting backup!"

When they started to fire, you immediately used Geppo to get away and was in the air.

'I can't hold back. We're in a rush.'

You took out Kuroi ten'nosabaki from your back as the prisoners seemed to scramble amongst themselves with the others. But one managed to spot you taking out your signature and most powerful sword of the two you have.

"Silver Blood is going to use Black Heavens Judgement?!"

"None of them are holding back!"

"Kuro to..." You prepared your sword behind you in a swing as some guardsman tried to take a shot at you and missed.

"Gin!" You moved your buster sword quickly as multiple black and silver cuts appeared form the sword and headed straight towards the guards as they immediately went down all below you. You landed with both feet on the ground, your eyes shadowed by your MARINE cap as you stood by your allies.

"W...we can't hope to stand to this!! A three hundred million rookie, a former Cipher Pol agent, and two Shichibukai...!"

"We have to try and hold out until reinforcements arrive!"

They tried at least. While your area was cleared, you noticed Crocodile go off somewhere in front of a jail cell. Your eyebrows went up when you saw him release a person from the cell, recognizing him as the assassin Daz Bones. An amused smirk was on your lips. What do you know? The guy actually does trusts somebody. A mere few seconds later, a bunch of the okama's came through and you spotted someone familiar. Your smirk turned to an excited grin as you ran towards your allies to fight more enemies with your sword.

"Bon! I told you we'd see each other again!" You shouted as Bon widened his eyes and sputtered.

"(Y/N)-kun?! Nice to see you my friend~~... AGGH! What are you doing here Mr. 1?!"

Mr. 1? Ah, so he was in Crocodile's Baroque Works as well...what Bon said to you when you were in Level 3 came back to you. You slightly flushed at the memory.

"They won't plain just stop!"

Luffy gave a yell, "Let's go to Marine HQ!!!" Bon finally spotted Crocodile that was to the right of you and sputtered again.

"B-boss?!" Crocodile said nothing as he continued to run forward, using simple attacks, you sometimes giving a strong slash to people who got too close to them. Bon glanced between the two of you and then did a high spirited double kick to enemies as he seemed to sparkle.

"Ahh~~ I was right! To find love, such a blessing (Y/N)-kun~! I knew you were just playing hard-" you glanced at him with murderous eyes.

"Speak one more word Bon, and I'll personally kill you!" You said with a red face as Bon immediately went tight lipped and was sweating intensely. But had to give a low mutter, "You guys even have the same amount of patience too..." You felt Crocodile glance at you but all you gave was that his subordinates are crazy. Him giving a small Hmph in agreement as they continued to easily go through the guards.

They were close to arriving to Level 3, something that you told Luffy as they kept running. Him giving his grateful thanks as they continued to run, passing the Blue Gorilla. You using Geppo once again to help out Ivankov and the others.

"Kuro to Gin!" You moved your sword quickly back and forth once again towards the enemies who easily went down for the count around you and by the okama's. You used Soryu to go back beside the others as they ran, you getting a little ahead by mistake and spotted the three...wait...since when did they have four Demon Guards? No matter, you prepared your sword as you got closer to help the other prisoners in taking down the guards.

"Powerless fools..." Crocodile commented as they heard the prisoners howls of pain. You hummed as you jumped in preparation, Luffy doing it as well for their attacks to the Demon Guards.

"They're too powerful!"

"We're all gonna die!"

You dived in with your sword ready, not paying attention to what side you used for this attack as always as Jimbei and Crocodile prepared their own attacks.

"Seiken!!" Jimbei punched the Rhinotaurus out.

"Pistol!" Luffy used his Gomu Gomu no fruit at the...Apetaurus?

"Hantei...!" You slashed intensely at the Minotaurus that caused you to faint from the injuries.

"Sables!!" Crocodile used his sand to send the Zebrataurus flying in its own blood.

The prisoners and Sadi yelled in shock as the famous guards easily got taken down and were now in the floor.

"Tch, that's what you get! Beating me when I couldn't punch your lights out..." You said with a proud smirk as you glanced at the Minotaurus as they continued to run with your sword tightly on your right hand.

"Control that temper of yours Silver Blood." Crocodile demanded, probably annoyed at your loud voice as they were getting closer to the door. Leaving Ivankov to deal with Sadi. "Can't control something that was never meant to be bound." You replied to him with a smirk as you took down enemies with a few slashes here and there. Crocodile gave a huff, but you spotted an amused small smirk on his lips when he attacked beside you with his sand powers.

You'll never say this out loud, but man is his power cool.

They also work together surprisingly well.

Hannyabal then showed up and blocked the way, something that irritated you at first when it seemed he didn't take his fight seriously with Luffy. But when it appeared he was down for the count, he would get back up again.

Something that you personally respected. The will to never give up. Something made you pause however as you looked at him under your cap.

"You pieces of scum...infamous for your heinous acts up above...pirates...rebels...traitors. If it weren't for Garp the Hero, you wouldn't have even gotten close to being a marine Silver Blood...!"

'...what?'

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**Geppo: a move where it appears you're jumping in midair, when it's just the strength of your legs moving quickly and touching the ground that keeps you upright. You often used this when you're on your small boat so you can go faster on sea. Taught and learned normally by marines.

**Soryu: where you can move in an instant flash in a burst of high speed. Taught and learned normally by marines.

**Karasu(Raven): your noticeably smaller and total black sword that is on your hip. You can imagine whatever sword you want, but perhaps the Chokuto sword will fit. Like Sasuke's sword from Naruto Shippuden.


**Kuroi ten'nosabaki

Chapter 62: Secret

Summary:

A big secret revealed, are you able to handle it?

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

"You pieces of scum...infamous for your heinous acts up above...pirates...rebels...traitors. If it weren't for Garp the Hero, you wouldn't have even gotten close to being a marine Silver Blood...!"

'...what?'

Your eyes narrowed.

"Vice Warden! That's classified information!"

"You're not supposed to say that!"

Nonetheless Hannyabal continued even as you stepped forward silently and confidently with your buster sword leaning on top of your shoulders. Getting in front of Luffy who merely glanced at you with a questioning look but did no more.

"Repeat what you said Hannyabal. What do you mean by that?" You said with a frown.

Hannyabal scowled at you.

"Like I'd tell you! I'm not stupid enough to say that the only reason you were sent to the special Cipher Pol unit was to watch you...!"

"Vice Warden!!"

"Shit..."

Your eyes widened. You...never had a chance to become a marine? You were aware that it was mostly thanks to Garp and his training that you were able to get in, but all of your hard work was not really from you...? You flicked through your memories, remembering how long it took for your paper to come in that you were officially a marine of the force. It took way longer then Smoker, but he was willing to wait to enter until you got your paper. You then remembered Garp's warning to you.

"(Y/N). I don't think you should join CP9... just stay with us to continue your dream."

Garp told you to not join, as if you had the option to do so or not.

But did you really? Did you really had the option to refuse? Or was that a farce?

You were aware at the time when you got the letter that's you were the first to ever be considered to join outside of the island of where the other CP9 members grew up and trained. Even Lucci grew up and lived there. All CP9 members were always from that island until you. You thought that since you trained so hard and seemed to be strong to the higher members of the marines, that you were acknowledged. That you would be the first and possibly only one that got into CP9, the secret team within the government.

You were wrong.

Even when you were in CP9, you realized you were just being used. They were aware of your dream, and were finding any misconduct or slip in a mission to mock your blood. You were just not aware that if you did anything, they would report it. They were constantly watching you...!

Your eyes narrowed into slits as you gritted your teeth, shadows behind your cap. Not realizing you were releasing killing intent as the guards and some of the weaker allies were getting a cold sweat.

You were never meant to be the strongest woman marine...! They wouldn't have allowed it! They tricked you! Watched you! They expected you to be like a wild animal that was hard to control and was treated as such! Your dream back then...

Your fists tightened.

Would have never been accomplished.

You must confirm this. They must go to Marine HQ now.

You need to talk to Garp. Now.

Luffy was looking at you with concern, but stood back and let you handle the situation now. You needed it more then him. Jimbei had sweat come down his body, as he looked warily at the young woman. Crocodile stayed silent, but hasn't kept his gaze off the woman since you started walking up to the Vice Warden.

"Move. We need to rescue Ace..." You glanced up at him, your cap shadowing your face making you appear sinister. "And this time, I won't hesitate if you do not get out of our way...!"

Hannyabal went into a little monologue about Impel Down and the importance of it but you can care less as of now. Your rage as well as other emotions were in a tornado inside of you, the only thing making you think straight was your allies around you and you could hurt them if you weren't careful.

"If this place is destroyed, the world will plummet into the darkest depths of fear! I said you shall not pass...and you shall not!" Hannayabal panted, as the guards called his name in concern.

Your patience was beginning to wear thin as you prepared yourself to 'personally' move the Vice Warden.

A laughing huge figure then came out, and merely pushed Hannyabal onto the ground with no concern.

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Well...

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This sucks. :/

You're just finding the truth about everything huh, Reader-San?

But is that a good thing...?

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Moving on from that, GUYS!! (≧∇≦)

Can I just say that I appreciate every single one of you? The ones who've been here with this story since the beginning. The ones who recently found this story a few weeks ago. And the ones who just got caught up to reading this story today.

I appreciate ALL of you.

... Heh, I'm tearing up guys.

I never knew I would get so much support for this story, I guess I just never realized how much this story just grew in a span of few months, and how many people love this story.

Whether if it's for the romance, to have your daily dose of a Warlord, marine, or Yonko.

Whether if people love it because of its sometimes strange humor and embarrassing situations.

Whether it's because of the mix of emotions you felt, the sadness, the tears with laughter and giggles as well.

Or it's because this story just made your mood ten times better then before. If this story made you feel lighter after reading a chapter or just...well, good.

Or...why I made this story in the first place... You wanted to feel like a better person. Someone amazing and awesome like Silver Blood, make you feel like you're that person you may aspire to be.

I made this story, and Silver Blood, originally for my own entertainment. I created Silver Blood, not just out of nowhere, but Silver Blood has ALWAYS been the kind of person I want to be.

Who doesn't take anything from anybody. Doesn't stay quiet if they see something wrong. Who's strong just by herself and doesn't need a help from a man, who got infamous with her own strength and not being a shadow of a strong and famous man from One Piece.

But at the same time, kind. Caring. Can forgive others even though people have hurt her in the past. Nostalgic, protective.

A person who always chase their dreams, no matter whoever else thinks otherwise.

And a person that proves to the world that you are not defined by your family.

I always aspired to be Silver Blood.

It took me writing this story and publishing it that I actually see parts of Silver Blood in myself.

So if you think things while reading this story like: 'Aw, Silver Blood is so badass! I wish I was like that!' Or 'Silver Blood is so nice and cool! Unlike me... ^_^' '

That's not true. You are YOU.

And you ALWAYS have a part of Silver Blood in you. Whether if you forgive someone who did you wrong, or defending a friend from a bully or argument, you ARE Silver Blood.

Never forget that.

Those traits you aspire to have? Without possibly even knowing it, you HAVE them. YOU are amazing. YOU are awesome. YOU are(excuse my language) badass.

You are everything, and NEVER nothing.

I hope with this story, I've taught everyone life lessons.

That you don't have to be alone, you always have people who will be by you. (Silver Blood and her accepting her crew)

Sometimes, the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. Meaning, friendships can be stronger then family. Or can already BE your family. (Silver Blood and Smoker)

Your dream can appear impossible, even completely out of reach where it's up on the stars. People may even tell you that you can't do it. That's it's a stupid dream. DON'T believe them. Cause if you stop chasing after it, then it's truly impossible. (Silver Blood and her dream(old and new)

It's good to take a risk. Don't always be cautious, or you'll regret it. Go with your gut. (Silver Blood turning herself in for Impel Down, believing Luffy will come)

Everybody has masks. Some have more things to hide then others. Everybody has a dark side. Just don't let it control you, or you'll go into a bad, bad path...(Silver Blood and her talk with Doflamingo)

It's okay to cry. Let it all out. Don't have so much weight on your shoulders, it'll destroy you in the end.(Silver Blood's cry in 'I'm sorry')

And lastly... To be Strong. The title. To be strong is very broad, it doesn't just mean physically. You can be strong in so many other things. Strong in your beliefs(Silver Blood's belief in Luffy and her dream). Strong for others, when they aren't(Silver Blood keeping Ace's hopes alive) Strong for yourself, that you don't let others words affect you(Akainu's words to Silver Blood). Being strong even at your weakest moments, when everything seems to be falling down(Shanks 'betrayal', Silver Blood in this chapter)

You can be strong even at your weakest.

Remember that.

This was for all of you. Love you guys.

^_^

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 21
Mihawk:31
Crocodile:8
Doflamingo: 14
Smoker: 18
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 2
Paulie: 2
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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

 

Chapter 63: Blackbeard

Summary:

Slimy men should stay where they're supposed to be.

The dirt.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

You didn't even pause when you recognized the figure.

'Blackbeard...!'

You immediately used Soryu and prepared an attack that would kill anyone that was normal.

"Hantei Shi!!" Same version of Hantei, but you actually added some Haki to it. It was met at his stomach and the force caused him to be pushed back quite a few ways as he crashed easily against the wall in high speed. The prisoners and allies looked at the scene in shock, not believing that you can move so fast and it almost seemed you killed the man.

Luffy came up beside you with a furrow in his brow. "You know him, (Y/N)?"

"This," you said quietly with anger under your tone, "is Blackbeard."

Jimbei making his own comment that he was previously known as Marshall D. Teach, causing your eyes to narrow further. Shanks told you about him, the one who gave Shanks his scar. Luffy's face immediately turned to a scowl as he glanced at the man that was trying to get up with a grimace.

'This is the man that Shanks kept hidden from me, for whatever reason. The man that also caused Shanks to become serious as he talked about Teach and his scars that he got from the man. This is the man that took the spot of Warlord, because I refused it. This is the man...'

"He's the one that defeated Ace and caused him to be executed in the first place. Let's hurry Luffy! We have no time to deal with him!"

Luffy glanced at the man in the ground in anger, starting to walk forward until you put an arm out.

"Luffy." You called out seriously, making Luffy stop but continue to look at the disgusting man as he finally got up with a noticeable gash on his stomach as he cursed.

"Damn...didn't expect so many...people." The large Warlord muttered, as his crew crowded around him.

"That Silver Blood sure is quick." Lafitte commented as he and the others looked over their captain.

"Yeah..." Blackbeard panted, "I...managed to move back...a little though...the injury would've been greater if I didn't."

You could care less about their conversation as your attention was still on the angry Luffy.

"I know exactly how you're feeling. I would love to beat him and slash him to the ground for what he did, but Luffy. We must go save Ace." Luffy seemed to have calmed down as Crocodile began to question on why exactly a Warlord is here when they are all meant to be in Marine HQ. Blackbeard saying arrogantly that it was all part of the plan as he panted, him then taking a wary glance at Silver Blood.

"If it weren't for Silver Blood refusing the spot of Shichibukai before me, I wouldn't have been able to put my plan into action."

Your eyes narrowed as the people around you looked at you in shock, Crocodile raising an eyebrow.

"Why did you refuse that position, Gin Chi? Although, I have an idea..." The man rumbled thoughtfully as he looked down at you.

"I enjoyed my freedom as a pirate and did not wish to work with marines once more. I also did not want to take something that was previously from someone I knew, my pride wouldn't allow it." Crocodile furrowed his brows at your answer.

Bon did a twirl of happiness in the background.
"You were honoring Boss's place as a Warlord!" The Okama loudly stated with sparkles coming out of his body, other okama's doing an "Awww..." as they stood in the back.

You ignored them, your full attention on Blackbeard as your (e/c)'s eyes were murderous.

"However, even though your 'plans' was thanks to me refusing the spot, I do not regret my decision. Now..." You snapped, your killing intent coming back full force. "Get out of the way!" The prisoners warned that Magellan was here, and so they ran forward. You not liking the way Blackbeard spouted that he had a big show as they ran up the stairs. Bon then twirled next to you.

"Hey...(Y/N), are you alright?" He asked carefully, for he even seemed a little scared of you when you had that aura. Your gaze softened as you looked at him.

"I'm sorry about that. My time as an assassin in Cipher Pol causes me to... Sometimes bring another side of me I'd rather keep hidden." Bon nodded in understanding as they ran, another thought coming into your mind as you opened your mouth once more.

"Oh yeah. And my training with Mihawk caused me to not hesitate in fights."

"...WHAT?!"

The prisoners and allies almost fell over in shock at the information. Luffy gave a noise of acknowledgment.

"Oh yeah! You told me and my Nakama the same thing when we first met!" Luffy exclaimed, remembering what you said in Alabasta. Luffy then turned towards you with a curious look as they ran side by side. "Hey...when you said Cipher Pol, did you mean CP9?"

You confirmed it with a nod of your head as Luffy let out a shout of disbelief.

"Whaaa?! You were one of those bastards before (Y/N)?!" You glanced at him with a small forced smirk. Your mask seeming to strain.

"Ah. And I am not proud of my time there." You gave a slight comment that your comrade was Lucci, the pussycat bastard. Something that made Luffy shout once again as your forced smirk turned to a lighter one at the thought of your kitty friend. Crocodile ran by you as well, giving a surprised comment that you didn't suspect.

"A pirate not taking a title that would be convenient to them just because someone they knew before lost it? How idiotically honorable." Crocodile glanced down at you as your eyes widened as you looked up at him, who had an amused smirk. You gave a small blush of embarrassment at him seeing through you and how you wanted to protect his honor of a Warlord in your own way. You gave a low mutter of "Don't get cocky, Croc-y." You then brightened up as you laughed slightly at your own joke. Crocodile's smirk immediately fell as he glanced away from you.

"I told you to stop calling me that..."

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*Gin Chi: means Silver Blood in Japanese.

Soryu: where you can move in an instant flash in a burst of high speed. Taught and learned normally by marines.

**Karasu(Raven): your noticeably smaller and total black sword that is on your hip. You can imagine whatever sword you want, but perhaps the Chokuto sword will fit. Like Sasuke's sword from Naruto Shippuden.

Chapter 64: The Comedic Duo

Summary:

Your mind is in a dark whirlwind of thoughts.

But never fear! THE COMEDIC DUO IS HERE!

And hello perverts~

Notes:

The only link that's necessary.

X'D

Impel Down Shenanigans:

https://youtu.be/ChG_PfGA8tA

Chapter Text

They ran easily through Level 3, as Magellan was right behind them Inazuma and Ivankov decided to stay behind and distract him.

Luffy wanted to go back, but Bon told him they had to move forward. Jimbei and Crocodile made an interesting observation as they ran within Level 2. Saying that the floor was empty of prisoners and the cells were wide open. You commenting that there were perhaps more prison outbreaks that were outside of their influence. When they finally reached Level 1, you stood by Crocodile as Jimbei and Luffy seemed to handle the demon guards.

Both of them waiting, until a blue haired and red nosed man didn't see where and who he bumped into as he was running. You rose an eyebrow as his friend came to him in concern with a weird hairstyle that looked like a...3? You tilted your head at the spectacle, wanting to figure out why everyone looks weird in Impel Down. The blue haired man seems to have quite a temper, something that made you smirk as he said:

"Oi! Try looking where you going you crock of—DILE?!?!" The man's eyes widened out of his head as you attempted to hold back laughter at his and friends face as he stuttered out a "Boss?!?" Crocodile's dismissive comment to what seemed to be another past subordinate and the way 'Mr. 3's' eyes seemed to be streaming with tears made you give a mighty laugh as you had to lean over and hold your knees from the spectacle.

"S-S-Silver Blood (Y/N) as well?!" You straightened up from your laughing attack as you looked at the men on the floor, your shoulders feeling lighter from the spectacle.

"Man, that was funny. I like you guys~! What's your names?" You said with a grin, as the blue haired man and Mr. 3 seemed to get red in the face. Something Crocodile didn't miss as his eyes narrowed. Which made Mr.3 immediately tight lipped as he didn't dare to answer, not from what the rumors he heard when he was in Baroque Works.

"O-of course," the blue-haired man stuttered as he began to stand up, "you would w-want to know the great Captain Buggy's name!" He ended with a nervous laugh, feeling sweat going down his back as the former Warlord seemed to be glaring daggers at him.

Your eyes brightened in recognition at the name.

"Buggy? As in Buggy the Clown?" You asked, which made Buggy's face flush even more.

"You know me? I-I mean of course you would know the great Captain Buggy!" Buggy stated in false confidence, ignoring the way Mr. 3 whispered his name in warning as he glanced between his friend and former boss. You laughed once again at the man's personality, seeing what Shanks meant when he told you countless times about his friend. You felt a sting to your heart at the mere thought of him, but you answered Buggy.

"Heh, Shanks' has talked to me about you. He said you guys were friends, but it sounded like rivals to me." You said with a tight smirk as Buggy widened his eyes at you.

"You know Shanks?!" He then paused in thought, his hand under his chin...

"Wait...aren't you the red head idiot's girl—" Mr. 3 pushed Buggy out of the way, causing some of his limbs to leave him in surprise. You tilted your head at the spectacle as you wanted to laugh again, but hid it with a hand covering your mouth. Immediately brightening up once again.

"A-Ah-Ahahaha! My partner tends to talk too much. P-ple-please forgive him, Silver Blood..." Mr. 3 bowed as he sweat bullets. The apology was more meant for Crocodile. He's positive his friend would never breathe again within this world if Buggy kept going. It was then they finally noticed Luffy and Jimbei, seeing them defeat the Demon Guards and you noticed that Luffy knew them. You stating it as you watched again with amusement when Buggy saw the okama's come through. While Mr. 2 kicked their faces multiple times in a twirl. You commenting to Crocodile that he truly had odd subordinates, Crocodile only giving a "hmph" as he didn't even glance over. Your eyebrows furrowed.

'Someone is in a bad mood.'

"You okay Croc?" You asked. He was fine just moments ago. Crocodile glanced down at you as he seemed to tighten his cigar between his lips.

"You attract any more unwanted attention, I believe it would be best to just lock you in a room."

The hell?

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LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL

XD

My love for Buggy came about in this arc as well. XD

He's simply hilarious, and I just had to include him in your little love circle.

SO SURPRISE~~!!!

I added the original video of this(sadly without your presence) when that whole thing happened.

X'D

SO HILARIOUS!!

Buggy's a bad guy, but is in no way evil and CRUEL to the point of me hating him. I wonder if anyone will vote for him...*smirks* man, it's going to be fun~. Only if someone does, Buggy needs a vote for him to join the chaos down there. *points downwards*

But uh oh...there's a jealous crocodile in these waters...

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Everybody: *looking at the author in concern*

Author: *laughing to herself manically with a mischievous glint in her eyes*

*Paulie and Kaku exit their room and comes to the main one*

Paulie: What's going on? We heard laughing—WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HER?! *points frantically at the still giggling author*

Kaku:...how long has that been going on?

Mihawk: It's been 15 minutes straight now. *says lowly* None of us could make her stop.

Paulie: What?

Author: *slowly starts to turn to noises of despair*

Paulie: ...is she okay?

Crocodile: *grumbles, annoyed* She's officially lose it. My guess she got too close to the flamingo and caught his idiocy.

Doflamingo: Fufu~ What is that supposed to mean, Croco-man~?

Lucci: *rolls his eyes* He means that you're a big buffoon.

Hattori: Coo~ Coo~

Doflamingo: *sunglasses glint as he looks over at the agent* I'm going to ignore what you said, marine dog.  Only because the author is amusing me.

Author: *looks at Shanks, and then stars laughing again*

Smoker: *looks over at Shanks* She's been starting to laugh each time she's looked at you, what did you do?

Shanks: *blinks confused* I didn't do anything! *looks at the Author* then at the paper in her hands* Maybe it's because she's amused on how each time I get closer to Mihawk, he goes even farther?

Everybody: *looks at him in a deadpan*

Shanks: Dahaha! I didn't think so either!

Main Pairings 
Shanks: 22
Mihawk:33
Crocodile:8
Doflamingo: 14
Smoker: 19
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 2
Paulie: 2

Author: *mutters excitedly* This is going to be so much fun! *depressed lines immediately come down* But so much chaos when he comes... Ugh.
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I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 65: A Gentlemen?!

Summary:

What do you know, you learn something new every day.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

"What the heck you talking about? I didn't do anything!" You protested, Crocodile narrowed his eyes at you.

"You may have not realized it Gin Chi, or you have been trying to ignore it, but many men have come up and want only you." Your face flushed as you couldn't form a coherent sentence. You of course knew this. Mihawk would always give that charming kiss on your hand that would make you melt. Doflamingo always tried to attempt to place a kiss on your neck. Lucci has been abusing your poor ear. Smoker's kiss and hugs always made you feel warm. And Shanks kiss to the forehead from the last time you saw him still brought feelings even though you were upset with him.

The only one who has never placed his mark on you however...

You stopped your sputtering as you glanced at him in thought.

He's always boldly stated his claim. And has been too close to you on many occasions, but not once. Not once, has he put the jump on you and place his lips anywhere near you.

Your eyes widened.

A gentlemen.

Oh my gosh. He is a gentlemen.

You must've had your jaw open in shock as you looked at him, for Crocodile closed it for you with his right hand. You felt the heat from it longer on your chin, as you gave a small flush.

"What's with that expression? Do you not understand who I meant?" Crocodile bluntly asked.

Forget about who he meant! You're still on the fact that out of the men you've known for years, only him-Crocodile- has not forced himself on you. Your brows furrowed in thought. Maybe...he wanted your permission?

(Y/N)'s face went blank. You think you even heard crickets in the background.

Permission? Permission?! He doesn't ask for permission about anything! This is weird! What are you going to do anyway?! Where is your mind even going with this?! Why would you permit him to— an idea suddenly formed in your head. It makes you blush, but you haven't really properly thanked him for taking care of your beloved cap. But...not in front of all these people.

You schooled your face to an attempt of a expressionless one. Attempt because your face felt red from what you were going to say as you looked up at Crocodile. He had his eyes narrowed, but you're pretty sure he can see your flustered state as his lips seemed to want to twitch into a smirk.

"I...uh, gah! This is going to sound stupid... But uh..." You covered your face with your hand, you not being able to look at him straight on like that without stuttering. And the charming dark smirk of his wasn't helping either. If this continues, you feel like you will be known as Silver Blood- the one who constantly has blood rushing to your cheeks in embarrassment then the blood oozing out of your victims bodies.

"Something on your mind?" He asked, amused. You gave a low growl. His arrogance is making it harder!

"GAH!" You released your hand from your face as you threw your arms up into the air, exasperated. "You're making it harder for me to say it! Gahhhhh...man I don't understand you. You're boldly saying what you want, and yet you...you don't take it! You're..." You searched the best words for it as Crocodile silently observed and listened. "You're like a predator...waiting for its prey to come to them instead of the other way around..." You slowly made the analogy, which was ironic since that's what most crocodiles did.

Crocodile raised an eyebrow, his smirk seeming to widen. "Oh? Am I? I wonder, who's the prey?" You lifted your gaze up to him in slight annoyance at his attitude.

"Well, it sure as hell ain't me! But... I never properly thanked you for protecting my treasure... OI! Don't get any ideas! I'm not the one that's coming for you Croc-y, that's your job!" Crocodile tilted his head with eyes narrowed.

"...you giving me your permission to do what I want to you Silver Blood...?" You flushed and immediately put your hands in an X and yelled a "No!" Not anything like what he's thinking. Something more...innocent. You finally managed to mutter out what you wanted to say. "And no lips...not here either. And again, Crocodile... You aren't what I thought." You said shyly, but you said what you wanted to say. And his mood went up.

A little too up, for his smirk seemed to widen to one of amusement as he gave a sudden laugh again. The one that always brought shivers and made you on edge. "Kuhahaha! Then it seems I'm the only one who was patient enough to wait."

You gave him a side glance as you muttered that you're glad his bad mood went away. The whatever was going on moment was interrupted when the prisoners informed that Magellan was here, causing you to curse as you once again prepared your buster sword at the ready and kept running with the others. When it appeared the poison would reach them, Mr. 3 stopped it with his devil fruit power that he claimed was the wax fruit. Crocodile commenting that you will never know where two abilities can match up as he glanced behind them. You replying that everyone can be useful, just depended on the situation. Luffy then asked Jimbei that he stated something about battleships and for them to go ahead, making you pause in your step as you looked back at the kid.

"Oi, Luffy, you sure? I can stay here if you want." You said as you looked at Luffy with your buster sword leaning on your upper shoulders. Luffy moved his gaze towards you with determination.

"Yeah! You guys go on ahead and get the ship, me and Three-San got this!"

"WAIT! I never said I was going to fight!" Mr. 3 yelled in protest.

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Ooo~ la~ la~

XD

Who knew right?

Crocodile is the only one who hasn't put his mark/lips on you in any way. Earlier in the Alabasta arc, I did say he can get frisky with Reader-San.

What I meant was, is that he can get very close to you in a possessive sort of way. Walking a little too close, and sitting beside you a little too close.

A few touches here and there, but nothing more.

And it looks like...he's the only one that received your verbal permission.

XD

What an honor!

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Smoker: ...

Shanks: ...

Mihawk: ...

Lucci: ...

Crocodile: ...

Doflamingo: ...

Hattori: Coo...

Lucci: *low sigh* Where did the author state she was going?

Crocodile: Not sure... *cigar smoke curls around the air* she muttered some odd things last time.

Shanks: Hmmmm...

Mihawk: *glances at the Yonko* Suspecting something Red Hair?

Shanks: *blinks and smiles innocently* Oh, nothing~ It's just I thought she was speaking of a person when she was muttering to herself. *laughs* There's probably a new one.

Doflamingo: Fufufu~? A new competitor to win the little marine's heart~? How interesting~. I wonder...*sunglasses glint* if he will be a powerful character.

Smoker: *scoffs* We shouldn't jump to conclusions. We don't know for sure, so let's stop assuming pirates.

Lucci: ...he is right.

Smoker: *widens eyes but quickly narrows them at him* What?

Lucci: *rolls his eyes* It's not good to make assumptions when we don't fully understand the situation. Why are you so surprised?

Smoker: ...*scowls* No reason.

Mihawk: *hums* Still...wonder if he will  be a pirate or marine. If it is indeed a new competitor.

Crocodile: *scoffs* closes his eyes in agitation* That Gin Chi is attracting all types of men lately...who knows?

*Door to other room opens*

Paulie: Hey, did you guys get a call? *steps out of the room along with Kaku*

Doflamingo: A call? From the little author?

Kaku: *nods* Yeah, she said something was going to happen. And for us to prepare.

Smoker: *brow furrows* Prepare for what—

SLAM

*main door to conference room slams open as a grinning but nervously sweating author comes out with a megaphone*

Author: *presses megaphone button* EVERYBODY! PREPARE FOR THE GREATEST MAN OF THE NEW ERA! THE ONE WHO YOU JUST CANT CUT AWAY WITH EVEN THE MIGHTIEST OF SWORDS!

Crocodile:...*narrows eyes* don't tell me.

*Mihawk and Lucci thinking* 'Greatest man of the new era?'

Author: THE PIRATE THAT JUST MAKES HIS ENEMIES TREMBLE IN MERE FEAR! WHO CAN DO THE GREATEST OF TRICKS!

Smoker and Paulie: *sweatdrops* thinks* 'Tremble in fear?'

Author: THE MOST UNAPPRECIATED CHARACTER OF THE CAST EVEN THOUGH HIS BIG RED—

*voice in the background* HEY! I SAID NOT TO CALL ME THAT!

Doflamingo: *mildly frowns in thought* 'Most unappreciated character?'

Kaku: ...*brow furrows* thinks* 'Big red what?'

Shanks: *widen eyes* That voice...I know that voice!

Author: *protrudes arm dramatically towards the door* THE ONE, THE ONLY... CAPTAIN BUGGY! *clicks a button*

Buggy: *jumps out with a fantastic pose* confetti and balloons everywhere as he grins and laughs weirdly with closed eyes* Gyahahaha! THATS RIGHT!

Everyone: ...

...

...

Author: *nervously sweats with a shaky smile*

Buggy: Huh? *opens his eyes* What's up with the tough crowd-? *widens his eyes* breaks apart in shock* WHHAAAAT?! WHY ARE THERE SHICHIBUKAI HERE?! *looks around more* AND MARINES?! And*finally lands on Shanks* SHANKS?!?!?! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!?!

Crocodile: *stands up from his seat with a dangerous gaze* That's what I would like to know, trash. *growls*

Buggy: *shrieks* Cr-Cro-Crocodile?! Hehe... No one told me you were here. *glances at the author and starts flying towards her while shrieking* WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?! YOU DIDNT TELL ME ALL THESE POWERFUL GUYS WERE GOING TO BE HERE! *nose to nose with author while crying* DO YOU WANT ME TO DIE?!

Author: *slightly flinches while trying to keep a calm smile* U-uh, Buggy, you should probably let me go or else—

Smoker and Mihawk: *weapons out and touching the shoulders of Buggy*

Smoker: I say you let go of the Author...Buggy of the Buggy Pirates.

Mihawk: Indeed. *gold eyes in slits* I wonder...can Yoru make sure you stay in pieces?

Buggy: *immediately lets go of you and falls into pieces himself* Ahhhhh *crying* what did I get myself into?

Author: *sweatdrops nervously* Guys, don't worry he's harmless. And Crocodile*looks over at the irritated man* no fighting of any kind remember? No matter how...*sweatdrops more* ...Buggy like he is...

Buggy: *gets backs up with tick marks everywhere* WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!

Lucci: *brow twitches* Is this guy an idiot?

Crocodile: ...*scoffs*sits back down*

Doflamingo: I don't know who he is, but he has ruffled you in some way, hm~? Croco-man?

Crocodile: Shut up, flamingo.

Shanks: *walks over with a grin* Buggy! It's good to see you! How has things been going?

Buggy: *looks at Shanks* BAKAGAMI! *gets into his face with an animated angry expression* I STILL HAVENT FORGIVEN YOU FOR WHAT YOU DID!

Shanks: *blinks innocently* Huh? I did something?

Buggy: *shrieks* YOU DONT REMEMBER?! *starts to go into a full rant as Shanks takes it with a laugh and grin*

Paulie:...that's what you wanted is to prepare for? *asks the author with a weirded out deadpan*

Kaku:*brows furrows with a confused smile* Don't tell me...that he's the new guy...?

Author: Ahaha...haha...ha... Yeah, he is. And he'll be rooming with you guys.

Lucci: ...he's the new competitor? 

Hattori: Coo~?

Smoker: *looks over at the still shrieking Buggy as shakes Shanks with a sweatdrop* Really? (Y/N)...likes him?

Mihawk:...I am beginning to question her taste. Or just her state of mind.

Author: Haha...ha... Just please don't kill him. He's really harmless. He won't do anything.

Doflamingo: Well~ this will be interesting~. We're learning more and more about the little marine's taste~.

Crocodile: *grumbles* Just lock her up in a room and let it be done with. Too many idiots to handle.

Main Pairings 
Shanks: 23
Mihawk:33
Crocodile:8
Doflamingo: 14
Smoker: 19
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 2
Paulie: 2
Buggy: 1
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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 66: Comforting

Summary:

Buggy makes you feel lighter then you actually are.

You're glad for Buggy.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

You nodded and went back to running and moving guards easily out of the way with Crocodile and Jimbei doing the same. They soon reached the exit of Impel Down...only to see no ships.

"What's going on..?!" Buggy questioned loudly in despair as you stood looking out in the pier.

"It seems they weren't idiots like we thought." Crocodile commented. The prisoners beginning to wail in defeat and despair as you stood with your arms crossed, Black Heaven's Judgement being back on behind you in its place as you looked out into sea spotting silhouettes of navy ships. 

"We came so far!"

"I don't wanna go back!"

"We're done for!"

"It isn't over yet." The others glanced at you and your confident posture, your eyes determined with your Marine cap proudly on your head. "We didn't come this far for nothing. Look ahead."  Jimbei nodding his head at your words as he pointed for the others, but they were wondering how they would be able to reach that far. Jimbei replying that we can leave it to him. Jimbei took down one of the gigantic doors and put it on the ocean, Jimbei saying only the ones who are determined enough to step onto it as he dove in with the door on his back.

The prisoners looked hesitant, but you immediately jumped onto the door with a confident smirk, following you were Crocodile and Mr. 1.

"That's it? Alright then..."

"Wait a minute! Aren't you forgetting about me?!" You turned your head to see Buggy standing proudly with his hands on his hips. Your eyes brightened some once more, you felt at ease and lighter with the odd man. Buggy's weird expressions and the things he's said makes you put what you learned in the back of your mind.

"Ah, Buggy! You coming too?" You exclaimed, not noticing how Crocodile's eyes narrowed when Buggy's face flushed once more and started stuttering. "I-I know you need m-me so of course I'm coming with you!" The prisoners cheered on how their Captain was brave as Buggy laughed to himself somewhat nervously, feeling the former Shichibukai's stare on him. You laughed and nodded as Buggy got a small Transponder Snail, Crocodile then impatiently hurried Buggy up.

"Oi, let's get moving already."

Buggy hurried up and squatted in the front of the three of them. "Alright! Let's do this!" Buggy exclaimed, as Jimbei quickly swam forward once everyone was situated. You heard the crowd behind them cheer in anticipation to see them fight. They were mostly excited for Captain Buggy though.

Strange...you gazed at Buggy. He doesn't seem that strong...no matter. "Hey Buggy, let's see what you're made of." You said with your arms crossed as you looked at the man that was making a weird expression as he looked behind them. He suddenly stopped and swallowed hard, seeing from the corner of his eye how Crocodile was looking at him. 'He's going to die if she keeps talking to him! But...' Buggy glanced over at Silver Blood who had a small grin on her face as she looked at him. Buggy blushed once again.

"I'm going to show my mighty Muggy Ball—", he was interrupted by cannons firing.

"They're shooting at us!" Buggy said with his eyes seeming to come out of his sockets. You put a hand on Kuroi ten'nosabaki in preparation if Jimbei couldn't dodge them all.

"Eh, it's fine." You said with no worries.

"It seems they spotted us." The sand man rumbled.

"WHY ARE YOU GUYS SO CALM?!" Buggy sputtered.

Jimbei warned them that he was going to launch them, causing Buggy to stutter and move around in a panic as Jinbei sank into sea with cannon balls being fired and missing right beside them.

"Oh? That bastard's gone! Ugh! What's going on here?!" You put a hand to your mouth to not laugh out loud at the scene. He panics quite easily. Just how Shanks said he did.

"I know! He left us here and got away by himself!" Buggy then went to full panic mode as he ran to each end of the door, when you tried to calm him down with a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, calm down. It's okay." You said with an amused smile, all that did was make Buggy sputter in fear once more once he saw the murderous look Crocodile was giving him.

'He's going to die! ...but she's so pretty!' He panicked once more as Mr. 1 asked on why was he even here. You tried to calm him down that if a cannon came, you can just deflect it. This caused Buggy to pause as he looked over at you with wide eyes. "Eh?! You can do that?!" You nodded with a smirk.

"If I couldn't do that, then I'm not a swordsman."

Buggy's expression calmed down some, but he quickly started yelling again. Causing Crocodile to growl with impatience.

"If you don't shut up, I'll push you to the water myself." You frowned at him in disapproval, but tried to calm Buggy once again that he should probably shut up now. But he just started screaming for his life when three cannon balls were coming towards them. You grabbed the hilt of your buster sword in preparation if they got within ten feet above them. Buggy yelling that you should do your sword thing now, but you didn't need to. As you felt pressure come from below and you tensed in preparation as they flew towards the ships.

You glanced at Buggy and saw he wasn't at all prepared, causing you to frown in concern. Once they jumped, you made sure to grab Buggy's collar to not hurt himself once they landed. Water pooled across the deck as marines scrambled in a panic, the three of them landing gracefully on the crow's nest. You holding a soul leaving Buggy as you put him down slowly.

"Are you alright?" You asked, only to receive nothing in return as Buggy's soul seemed to fly towards the heavens.

"You should've just let him land by himself." Crocodile said. You sighed and rose slowly as they looked down at the marines before them.

"They're here to take the ship! Defend it with your lives!!"

"If we can toss the fruit users overboard, victory is ours."

Your smirk appeared as Crocodile and Mr. 1 glanced below them with contempt as all three of them jumped in unison to the middle of the ship.

"Oi." The marines tensed in fright as Crocodile looked over at them.

"You're going to toss who overboard?" He asked, Mr. 1 following with "You don't know your limits."

"You marines have done it now. You ruined the mercy I was planning with your big mouths." You said with a hand to your sword.

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Ah, gotta love Buggy.

Makes any serious atmosphere into an amusing one with just being himself.

Something, Reader-San seems grateful for. Or else your mind would go back to a dark, dark, place...

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Main Pairings 
Shanks: 24
Mihawk:35
Crocodile:8
Doflamingo: 17
Smoker: 20
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 2
Paulie: 2
Buggy: 1

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 67: An Idiotic But Likable Clown

Summary:

Woah! You're so cool~!

Buggy thinks so too. ^,~

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

"Oi." The marines tensed in fright as Crocodile looked over at them.

"You're going to toss who overboard?" He asked, Mr. 1 following with "You don't know your limits."

"You marines have done it now. You ruined the mercy I was planning with your big mouths." You were planning to use your Haki to take the ship quicker, but you knew that what the marines said made Crocodile go into a bad mood, along with his once subordinate. The marines looked at them in fear, until one told them to harden their resolve and throw the fruit users overboard. You put a hand to Karasu as guns were being aimed at them. Jimbei then took a shot with his fish man karate and took out some of the ship and marines as others looked on in shock.

"Oi! Jimbei! We need the ship intact!" You yelled down at the fish man, who gave his apologies. The marines began to move towards an attack, you quickly released Karasu and used Soryu to go through the enemies quickly.

"Karasu no..." A strange sound was heard throughout the ship as multiple marines bodies fell down in one fell swoop.

"Himei!!" You put Karasu away as you already cleared your side, although you wanted to assist Crocodile and Mr.1, you had to let them handle it by themselves. Once they were done, it seemed Buggy came to as he did a happy dance, causing you to laugh behind your hand once again at the spectacle. You then spotted Ivankov's huge head falling towards the sea, something you exclaimed loudly in concern, only for whale sharks to appear from the sea. No doubt from Jimbei, but from how Luffy seemed to be bouncing on top of them, you wanted to go on one.

"Awesome! Jimbei can I hop on one quickly?" You said excitedly, as the four men who came with you looked over at you. You looked at them, offended.

"What? Anyways, can I? Real quick." Jimbei had slight trouble replying as he said that they were in a kind of a rush. You held the number two with your right hand.

"Two."

"...?"

"Two jumps. That's it." Jimbei looked at you and wondered if your true nature is of the childish kind. He sighed with his eyes closed.

"Alright but it's best to—"

"Jimbei. She's gone." Crocodile said dryly as Jimbei opened his eyes and spotted, well, nothing in front of him except your two swords leaning against the rail. His gaze moved to the sea as he saw you laughing giddily with Luffy as they bounced together on top of the friendly whale sharks.

The fish man sweatdropped.

~Meanwhile...~

Buggy was sweating in nervousness, now that Silver Blood wasnt near, he's truly going to die. Crocodile has been looking at him with those scary eyes of his the moment she left. Buggy started to cry anime tears as snot ran down his nose.

'I'm going to die even though I just escaped hell itself! I don't even understand what I did!' Buggy wailed silently to himself. All he has been doing was replying to Silver Blood's interest in him! He is after all the great Captain Buggy, so of course she will be curious and know about him. 

Though, that may be from the Bakagami. Buggy sniffed as he thought of the rumors that everyone gossiped about Silver Blood being with Shanks.

Which he doesn't understand, who would love that carefree idiot?!

Buggy tensed as a large shadow hovered over behind him, he started shaking as he saw the once Warlord stand over him looking down at him.

'GYAAAAAAAAHHH!! Look at that scary expression! He's going to die! He's dead! He's dead! He's—'

"Listen clown, if Silver Blood didn't like you, I would have ended your foolish existence." Crocodile began, smoke coming from his cigar. "You've gotten lucky. It seems your idiocy has won her over somehow."

Buggy stopped at that.

'Silver Blood likes him...?! Won her over?!' Buggy slightly flushed, causing Crocodile to narrow his eyes and blow smoke at the now coughing clown. "Make no mistake, she has no interest in men like you." He added and then turned away when Buggy deflated a bit from his words.

Buggy then scowled to himself.

'What kind of woman would take someone like me? But...' Buggy thought about how she saved him from crashing against the ship when she didn't have to. And how Silver Blood called his voice in concern. Buggy's eyes hardened.

'For some reason, this woman liked him. I-I mean, of course she would!'

As Crocodile walked away, a part of his mind was almost grateful for bringing Silver Blood back to herself because of the clown. Almost.

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**Karasu no himei!

Chapter 68: Success?

Summary:

What it is a win with sacrifice?

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

A few minutes later, they were all back on the ship in celebration of them escaping Impel Down.

You gave Luffy a hard noogie on the head with a prideful grin, saying that he's done good. Luffy looked at you and gave his D smile as he laughed his unique laugh. "Shishishi! Thank you (Y/N) for believing in me!" He said as he threw his arms around you casually as he danced. Your eyes softened as you looked at him.

"Ah...but Luffy. It's not over yet. The Gates of Justice are still in our way." You said losing your grin, causing Luffy's mouth to drop open in shock.

"Whaaaaaa?!" Luffy said just as the other ships started to fire at them. The prisoners panicked as they looked over at you and Jimbei for a plan.

'Don't look at me. I was just planning to slice the door open.' You thought, knowing the idea would sound stupid.

"We'll just charge through." The fishman ordered.

"We gotta defend the ship! Come on guys!" Luffy yelled, you quickly releasing your buster sword once again.

"Why limit ourselves to defending? We have cannons as well." Crocodile commented, and Buggy immediately took the credit from the other prisoners. Causing you to smirk with amusement.

"Good idea Croc." You said once Crocodile felt your stare, only for him to glance away, a small smirk on his lips. You quickly deflected cannon balls back towards the ships, causing them to fall apart as the marines seemed to scramble in alarm as their ship took damage from their own artillery. Then, the Gates of Justice opened. Your eyes narrowed as they slowly opened, you feeling with your Haki that someone is missing here...

Your eyes widened.

"Where's Bon?!" You heard Jimbei speaking to Luffy once the doors started opening and caught the end of the conversation. Bon sacrificed himself to open the doors. Luffy yelled that they needed to go back as you cut in.

"Luffy...we can't." Luffy turned his angry gaze towards you.

"Why?!"

Jimbei replying that they've been leaving allies left and right since the beginning. Going back would only cause them to lose more people. You clenched your jaw, wanting to go back like Luffy but knew they would lose precious time.

You've learned that sacrifices are sometimes necessary.

Jimbei gave the baby Transponder Snail to communicate. Making Luffy yell at Bon that why is he always the one that saves him. And that if he's hearing this to answer him calling his name as well as the others. You calling out to him as well, saying that he's too selfless for his own good.

"THANK YOU!" Luffy yelled, you joining in as well. You then glanced to the front of the ship, and quietly walked over.

You need time to think, you walked past Jimbei and Crocodile and sat down with one leg fully out while the other was bent with your left arm leaning over it as you leaned back against the railing. You moved Karasu to your lap and slanted Kuroi ten'nosabaki so it won't hurt you, and closed your eyes behind your cap. Unaware of Crocodile's brief glance to your form, before glancing away.

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**Karasu(Raven): your noticeably smaller and total black sword that is on your hip. You can imagine whatever sword you want, but perhaps the Chokuto sword will fit. Like Sasuke's sword from Naruto Shippuden.

Chapter 69: Naive...?

Summary:

You're mind is in a dark, dark place.

All the information you're learning is becoming too much, you just want the truth...

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

"Hey, Garp, when are they going to give me my acceptance letter?" A young (Y/N) asked the Vice Admiral with a frown.

The man looked down at you with a furrow in his brow, but quickly gave you a pat on the head with a large teasing grin.

"Wahaha! You sure are impatient are you? Don't worry, it'll come soon. Now get back to your training." The old man then turned his gaze upwards, seeming to drop the subject from his dismissal towards you.

Your frown deepened.

"But Smobaka already got his! And we turned it in at the same time!"

Garp moved his gaze back towards you and then gave a low sigh, kneeling to your level as he put a hand to your shoulder.

"Listen, (Y/N). Don't worry about it alright? They'll give it to you soon." A grin then appeared on his face.

"And besides, from the amount of endurance and strength you showed them in your test, what kind of idiot wouldn't accept you?"

Your frown disappeared as you puffed up your chest.

"A big one."

Garp laughed and stood up, giving you a small noogie to your head as you yelled in protest.

"Hey! Stop it old man!"

A fist met your head as you clutched it in pain.

"Ow!"

"I told you to stop calling me that!"

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"If it weren't for Garp the Hero, you wouldn't have even gotten close to being a marine Silver Blood...!"

You clenched your eyes tightly at the memory, a hand coming to your face to rub it.

"The only reason you were sent to the special Cipher Pol unit was to watch you...!"

What did the majority of your life mean?

You went back to your six year old self, who constantly cried out that you would be the strongest woman marine in the world. Heck, possibly the strongest. Who wanted to prove to the citizens of Loguetown that you weren't just a daughter of a famous pirate. Who wanted to be someone more. Who wanted to show everybody that has ever mocked or bullied you, even calling you a demon, that you will become someone who was supposed to protect. Smoker made the pain lessen, but it never went away. He made everything better...your first Nakama.

Your hand then reached to grab your cap, only to freeze.

Garp personally trained you. Helped you with the application that took too long for your impatient younger self. But nonetheless got it. And had the chance to be on his ship the majority of your life being a marine before CP9.

'Do I...Did I even get this myself?' You gritted your teeth. Did you even get this cap with your own effort? Did you get this from how you proved yourself to be strong and loyal to the marines? Proved to them your determination? What is this treasure to you if you didn't even earn it?!

You were confused.

You didn't know how to feel about the cap on your head that you treasured your whole life. What were you supposed to feel? You were questioning everything you thought you did with your own bare hands was actually because of Garp. What did you do? Even this sword made from your father on your back was basically handed to you. Was that Garp's influence as well?

Was your whole life, nothing but chasing a dream that would've never happened if it wasn't for Garp? The dream you constantly chased as a child, being impossible to achieve. And you were being used! Before you joined CP9, you thought you earned it as well.

Another lie.

Lies, lies, lies, lies.

Was your whole life centered around lies? Deceit? Chasing a dream that was not possible? You thought marines were the good guys before as well, only to be another lie. You tightened your fists in frustration. Crocodile's words coming to your head.

'You're naïve.'

You opened your eyes and looked downwards in defeat.

You were. You are. You still are. You thought you earned everything, when it seems you haven't. What is this thing on your head then?

What is it?

Does it also mean...nothing...?

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!"

A loud yell that made your ears ring caused you to glance up in alarm. It seems the prisoners and Buggy didn't know they were heading towards Marine Headquarters and were now pleading to turn the ship around. Crocodile saying to them that it was impossible, for they were traveling on the Tarai current. You kept silent as you watched the prisoners panic when you heard a Transponder Snail ring. Your eyes narrowed as you stood up and walked closer to when Luffy answered it. The marine on the other line said the two people that led the escape was Buggy and Luffy, causing shock to rung through the ship. The marine then revealing that Buggy was in Gol D. Roger's ship and is a close friend of Yonko Red Hair Shanks.

'Shanks...' Another thing you have to deal with later.

This caused the battleship to turn upside down as they yelled in shock.

"SAY WHAT?!"

You raised an eyebrow.

"I did say earlier that I knew he was close friends with Shanks."

"Y-yes! But not the Shanks!" Mr. 3 replied.

You sweat dropped.

'Is there another Shanks?'

The marine then stated that he was aware of the number of prisoners that escaped, as well as them having two Shichibukai, a revolutionary, and an ex-marine. They will not escape and the Gates of Justice will not open for them. Their lives being in forfeit, Luffy interrupting that they're going to save Ace no matter what. You took a breath and told yourself to wait to get some answers once they were in Marine HQ.

Meanwhile, everyone was talking about Buggy's relationships with the famous pirates. While Luffy stated that he heard from Rayleigh about it, you suddenly thought that Buggy may have been close to your father.

"Hey Buggy, that reminds me. How was my father?" Buggy widened his eyes, forgetting for a moment that you were the daughter of the blacksmith Silver.

"Ah, Silver? He helped me with my throwing knives back in the day. He was..." Buggy then remembered how he talked protectively about his daughter and for them to stay away from her or they're dead. Buggy suddenly began to sweat in remembrance.

"...scary." You slightly chuckled at his expression and was somewhat satisfied by his answer. Buggy seemed to have liked your father like he does Rayleigh.

How did Shanks feel about him?

...No matter.

The prisoners began to bombard Buggy with questions and praise as he suddenly began to mutter to himself as the once prisoners then said they will take this ship from them. You frowned at their behavior until Buggy did his unique way of straightening them out. Proclaiming he was going to take Whitebeard's head. You tilted your head as some of them began to cry at their Captain and once again walked away until you were stopped by a hand on your arm.

"(Y/N)! Let's share stories about Shanks like we always do!" Luffy said with a bright excited grin. You attempted a polite smile.

"A-ah, Luffy. Perhaps another time. I'm not really..." You paused to think of the word. "...feeling it." Luffy frowned and let go of your arm and looked at you intensely.

"But you said the next time we meet, we will share stories again." Luffy stopped and then looked at you again, a memory coming forth. "Are you mad at Shanks because of what he did?"

Ah...he remembers then. From what happened in Saboady. You glanced around them, and saw some nosy people were observing. You frowned and called Luffy back to where you were as both of you walked passed Crocodile and Jimbei. This time standing as you faced the sea, leaning against the rail as Luffy stood next to you.

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You think too much Reader-San...but I don't blame you...

Good thing Buggy, once again, distracted you from your dark thoughts. He seems good at that.

Good job Buggy ^_^

And now...a talk with Luffy.

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Main Pairings 
Shanks: 25
Mihawk:36
Crocodile:15
Doflamingo: 18
Smoker: 20
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 3
Paulie: 2
Buggy: 5

Sorry, no visits today from them. They are preparing for the interrogation-I mean questioning. ^_^'

And guess what day it's going to be?

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THATS RIGHT!! HALLOWEEN!! XD

So expect costumes from our favorite men within this harem~

THE EVENT HAS HAPPENED ALREADY SO YOU GUYS WILL SEE THE QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS OF THAT EVENT!

XD

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 70: Halloween Event Part 1

Summary:

Ooo~ La~ La~

Look at all that eye candy~

Chapter Text

Author: *looks at the audience with a smile and wave* Ah! Hey guys! Glad you can join us today. *fixes papers on her lap* As all of you may already know, today is Halloween!

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Author: ...*sweatdrops* You probably can't tell that I'm wearing a costume or not, which I'm not. ( _ ) Today is actually going to be the first Halloween where I'm not wearing a costume and going out for candy. (Blame college life) I'm only wearing my Batman shirt that has a cape attached to it, with a black mask on my face. BUT MOVING ON!

Author: *clears her throat* I am in the conference room where the men usually meet, except, none of them are here right now. I will be calling them in one by one to come in, and of course to show their AMAZING costumes to you all. Hopefully everyone will enjoy this. *mutters to herself with depressed lines* I have an idea on who won't like this. *looks back up with a sheepish smile* But, this is how it's going to work. Well *sweatdrops* SUPPOSED to work.

1.) These interviews will be private. Only the questioner and question-ee will be present for this. No other men from the harem allowed. I will be in the background if anything...out of the ordinary happens.

2.) Everybody will get their turn, one at a time. Main Pairings will either be interviewed by me or a Side Pairing depending if a reader asked for it or I chose it. Side Pairings will always be interviewed by me.

3.) No men from the harem that is not the questioner or question-ee is allowed in. If they manage to somehow sneak in however... ^_^' please bare with me and with this whole thing. I'm with freakin crazy, chaotic, and weapon ready people here. Something is bound to happen that will be out of my control.

Author: Now... *excited grin with a twinkling eye* LETS BEGIN! *turns microphone on* MR. CROCODILE! ENTER PLEASE!

Crocodile: *walks in with a slight scowl and sits down lazily on one of the conference chairs* blows out smoke from his...hookah* Hmmmm...*hums and looks at hookah* this kind isn't so bad...*smirks in appreciation*

Author: *eyes sparkle* Oooooo~~~! You look very nice Crocodile! Nice costume! It suits you very well

Author: *eyes sparkle* Oooooo~~~! You look very nice Crocodile! Nice costume! It suits you very well.

Crocodile: *nods absentmindedly* Yes, yes. Let's move on Author. Get the other fools in here so we can start this 'game' of yours.

Author: *collects herself* Oh...yeah right. Let's see... *grins* MIHAWK!

Mihawk: *walks in while gracefully and sits down*

Author: ...woah...

Mihawk: *looks at author* Hm? Is something wrong? Not enough blood perhaps...? *opens mouth to show off*

Author: *shakes her head* No! You look amazing Mihawk! That whole assemble is really on point!

Author: *shakes her head* No! You look amazing Mihawk! That whole assemble is really on point!

Mihawk: *hums in amusement* I see...well,*sits down on one of the chairs* continue with the others Author.

Author: *blushes slightly in embarrassment* Yeah! Okay...lets see... PAULIE! COME OUT!

Paulie: *struts in already with a slight scowl*

Paulie: *struts in already with a slight scowl*

Author: ...errrr... That's a nice costume Paulie, but all you did was change your jacket to make yourself look more like a delinquent.

Paulie: *grumbles* I got debt collectors after me...damn it. I couldn't find anything else I could afford. *puts hands in pockets and slumps while clenching his cigar*

Author: ...*smiles* Hehe...well, you make a fine looking delinquent Paulie. You even put blood on your chest! Your costume is good!

Paulie: *brightens up slightly and looks at her* Really?

Author: OF COURSE! *blushing slightly* YOURE STILL CUTIE PAULIE AFTER ALL!

Paulie: *turns red* C-cutie wh-WHAT?!

Author: *about to stand up to jump Paulie but is stopped by Crocodile hook on her cape*

Crocodile: None of your shenanigans today Author. *ordering tone* You have stuff to do.

Author: *looks at Crocodile sheepishly but then turns serious* Ah...yeah. No time for jokes. You can let me go now Crocodile

Crocodile: *raises brow at her obedience and serious tone but let's her go*

Author: *looks over at Paulie* You may sit down Paulie. *smiles slightly* Still great costume.

Paulie: *thrown off by her serious demeanor but sits down in one of the chairs*

Author: Now~ LUCCI!

Lucci: *comes out with his costume and a dark smirk with a violin in his hand*

Hattori: *with his own little suit* Coo~

Author: *wide eyes* A violin? *looks at Lucci with slight amazement* Lucci, you can play the violin?

Lucci: *dark smirk widens*

Everyone else but Author: *narrows eyes*

Lucci: *smooth tone* Of course. Would you want me to play something? *at Author's nod and eager eyes, Lucci took a violin stance and played beautifully—

 Would you want me to play something? *at Author's nod and eager eyes, Lucci took a violin stance and played beautifully—

if it weren't for the fact that what looked like blood was coming out of the violin*

Author: Wha?! Lucci! *narrowed eyes as she gets up from her seat* What is that? Is that...blood?

Lucci: *only smirks* Beautiful is it not? How something that seems innocent and can cause happiness to some, can spread blood all over the ground.

Paulie: *glares with nervous sweat coming down his temple* mutters* Sadistic bastard...

Author: ...*sighs* Sit down Lucci. We must go on. You don't have to play anymore.

Lucci: Oh? I thought you enjoyed it Author. *sits down either way and cleans the violin*

Author: Right... Okay, who's next? KAKU! COME ON OUT~!!

Kaku: *comes out riding a board with a grin* does a trick*

Kaku: *comes out riding a board with a grin* does a trick*

*lands perfectly and does a peace sign*

Author: OoO ...oh...okay. That was cool. That was more than cool. That was awesome.

Kaku: *laughs* Really? It took me a few tries to get it.

Author: *smiles slightly* Well, good job. But sit down Kaku, the others have to come.

Kaku: *nods, grabs his giraffe board and sits down in one of the conference chairs*

Author: Alright, now DOFLAMI—!

Doflamingo: *slams the door open and struts in*

Author: *eyes pop out of sockets as her face turns mildly red * WHAT THE ACTUAL HECK IS THAT?!?!?!

Mihawk: *covers her eyes* Don't look Author.

Kaku: *wide eyes with a sweatdrop*

Hattori: Coo...?

Lucci: How barbaric. *disgusted tone*

Paulie: ...what the shit?

Crocodile: *scowls* What kind of assemble is that? Are you trying to blind us?

Doflamingo: *tilts head innocently* Hm~? None of you guys want my love?

Doflamingo: *tilts head innocently* Hm~? None of you guys want my love?

I can shoot an arrow at you to help!

Kaku: Wait...you're dressed as Cupid?

Author: *carefully takes Mihawk's hands of her face to look* looks carefully and with more criticism* Woah...now that I know what it is...it actually doesn't look that bad Mingo. It's quite on point.

Doflamingo: *grin widens* My~ the little author seems to like it~! Looks like you didn't an arrow of love after all! Should I do it to the others though? *pretends to reach for an arrow to nock it*

Crocodile: *growls* Just sit down. We have no time for this.

Author: *nods* Actually, that would be best. You can show off later, okay Doflamingo?

Doflamingo: *hums* Alright~! *using his powers making it seem like he's actually flying* sits on chair*

Author: Alright...now, BUGGY!

Door: ...

Author: ...

Everyone else: ...

Author: ... Oh right! Sorry! THE GREAT CAPTAIN BUGGY!!!

Buggy: *walks in all smug like* Gyahaha! That's right! The Great Captain Buggy has made his appearance and now he shall—

Crocodile: Shut up and sit down.

Buggy: *closes his mouth immediately and sits down one of the fancy couches in the room*

Author: ...that was mean. But next~ SHANKS!!

Shanks: *walks in with drinks in his hand while his face is mildly flushed*

Author: *blushes* O-oh... Nice costume, Sh-Shanks.

Shanks: *looks over at the author with a smile* Ah! Thanks Author! *looks at Buggy at the fancy red couch* Oh! Buggy! We kinda dressed the same! *sits down by him while drinking*

Buggy: *looks at Shanks* WHAT?! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT BAKAGAMI?! *smug smirk comes over his face as he cups his chin* I CLEARlY look better than you. I'm dressed as a KING!

Shanks: Hmmm *thoughtful look on his face still with a drink in his hand*

Shanks: Hmmm *thoughtful look on his face still with a drink in his hand*

Author: ... Woah... O////O You guys look amazing together!

Buggy: GYHAHAHA! YES!

Shanks: *grins* Dahaha! Thanks Author! *takes another sip from his drink*

Lucci: *looks at author* Collect yourself Author. Just one more, and then we can finally start this game of yours.

Author: *snaps out of her daze* O-oh yeah! Okay now... LASTLY! SMOKER!!

Door: ...

Author: ...

Everyone: ...

Door: ...

Author: Errr... Shanks, was Smoker okay when you left?

Shanks: *mild confused face* Yeah, the marine seemed alright.

Author: *looks at the door* SMOKER!

Door: ...

Author: ...I'm going to check the room*stands up and walks over to the door* opens it* widens her eyes*

I'm going to check the room*stands up and walks over to the door* opens it* widens her eyes*

Smoker: ...? Ah, Author. Sorry, I had to fix myself a little more.

Author: *whole body gets red* steams comes out of her ears* blood spurts from nose* faints*

Buggy: WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!

Shanks: I think... The author fainted.

Crocodile: Great. Now we have to wake her up. *puts hookah in mouth and blows smoke in mild agitation*

Doflamingo: Fufufufu~! Looks like the author didn't need an arrow of love from me, I wonder what the marine did.

Smoker: *walks in the room in concern and kneels over the author* Shit...my fault it seems.

Paulie: *deadpan* Your half naked. Did you think that wouldn't happen?

Lucci: The author is weak to these things. You should've known, White Hunter.

Smoker: *scowls* Shut up. I just don't like wearing shirts. Let's just help the author wake up.

Shanks: *grins* Good idea!

Chapter 71: Halloween Event Part 2

Summary:

And the questions have been answered!

Chapter Text

*few minutes pass*

Author: *awake with tissues up her nose* sitting and keeping a serious face* We should start now I guess. *stands up and looks over at her papers* Doflamingo, come with me. You're first. *starts to walk over to the side pairing room and waits by the door*

Doflamingo: Fufu~ Alright~ *stands up from his seat and walks into the room along with the author and they close the door shut behind them*

Author: *sits down in the head of the small dinner table and fixes her papers* Okay, let's get started Mingo.

Doflamingo: Did you see the marine's 'treasure'?

Author: *sputters* tries to hold in the blood from her nose* NO!! LETS JUST START DOFFY!

Doflamingo: Fufufu~! Alright! Just to make the little author happy! *sits down on the other side of the table with his legs crossed* Start.

Doflamingo: Fufufu~! Alright! Just to make the little author happy! *sits down on the other side of the table with his legs crossed* Start

Author: *breathes in* Alright... *looks at paper* Here's the question.

Doflamingo: *hums slightly with a smirk*

Doflamingo: *hums slightly with a smirk*

Author: *holding a big no spoilers sign*

Doflamingo: How the little marine and I met hm~? My, that was quite a few years ago. It certainly was a surprise to me as well, the young marine came out of nowhere. The other two Warlords would certainly have their own perspectives of the incident, since they were there but~ *sunglasses flash* Once I saw and heard others around us talk about her, my interest immediately grew. I found something that didn't make me bored. *smirk widens darkly*  I also found someone who thinks the same as I do. That should answer both questions, *looks at author with a now more controlled grin* right Author~?

Author: *nods and looks at papers* Yeah. Good job Mingo, you managed to give no spoilers or information that hasn't already been given. Now, next one.

 Now, next one

Doflamingo: ...

Author: ...

Doflamingo: ...

Author: Errr... *sweatdrops*

Doflamingo: *dark face and tone* I believe they should know the answer to that question already.

Author: *shivers* thinks* 'Good luck to the person that Silver Blood picked over Doflamingo...their death will not be merciful.' Um...alright. Next question then.

Doflamingo: Turning red for the little marine? I believe the question should be the other way around, for little (Y/N) has turned quite embarrassed because of me

Doflamingo: Turning red for the little marine? I believe the question should be the other way around, for little (Y/N) has turned quite embarrassed because of me. *grinning smugly* Little (Y/N) has done nothing to make me red...except... Fufufufufufu~! *grin turns less forced* That moment when I saw the headline that she turned herself in and went to Impel Down, she managed to turn me red from laughter. Fufufufufufufufu~ *puts a hand to his face as his half naked body shakes*

Author: Allllllllrighty then. Last few questions for you.

 Last few questions for you

And~ Internet Senpai from Qoutev and Lotusse from Deviantart asked why you like Silver Blood, but you already answered it

And~ Internet Senpai from Qoutev and Lotusse from Deviantart asked why you like Silver Blood, but you already answered it. So, just those two and done.

Doflamingo: Never met the little marine? *pouts slightly* How boring~ Little (Y/N) is what makes my life interesting, also the playing hard to get can be quite addicting. *grins* But like the most...*frowns a bit* ...*leans back on his seat and looks up*

Author:*wide eyed* thinks* 'This is a bit unexpected. I thought he was going to say (Y/N)'s body immediately.'

Doflamingo: ...there's a power to (Y/N). She has something. Something...that I don't. Something that I want. *grins with tongue sticking out* Her body ain't too shabby either~ Fufufufu~! How much I like little (Y/N)? Enough to not be bored of her or have my fun.

Author: *sweatdrops* Alright, Mingo. You're officially done. Tell Mihawk and Kaku to come. They're next.

Doflamingo: Of course, little author~ *stands up and walks out the room*

*Kaku and Mihawk come in*

Kaku: Does that mean I'm doing the questioning?

Author: *nods* All except for one. A reader asked another person to ask Mihawk this question. *hands Kaku the papers and stands up to sit in one of the couches in the corner* I'll be here meanwhile. You may sit and start.

*both Mihawk and Kaku sit at the opposite side of the dinner table*

Mihawk: Start then. *crosses arms across chests and looks at Kaku under his hat*

Kaku: *flinches slightly at the swordsman's eyes* Alright *looks at the questions* sweating slightly* Man

Kaku: *flinches slightly at the swordsman's eyes* Alright *looks at the questions* sweating slightly* Man...these questions are tough.

Mihawk: *narrows eyes* Doesn't matter. We all should expect it, the game the author created shouldn't be easy in the first place.

Kaku: Yeah...you're right. Okay, first one.

@RandomFucker asks:

What was your first thought of Silver Blood?

Mihawk: ...of young Gin Chi? She was a marine at the time. But my very first thought of her was: an oblivious ignorant marine that didn't realize there were Warlords in the room. Who happened to have a famous sword on her back.

Kaku: *sweatdrop* O-oh...quite an impression then?

Mihawk: *closes his eyes and let's out a small chuckle* Perhaps.

Kaku: Okay, next questions ties along with the first one. This one is from @Fluffy-Fox . They asked the same as above but they also asked how you felt about her when you trained her? *widens eyes* EH?! YOU TRAINED
(Y/N)?!

Mihawk: Surprised? I would imagine. First student of mine. She...*hat shadows his amused but soft smile* was a very good student.

Kaku: ... That doesn't really answer the question but I'll accept it.

Next is from ama_rin , saying and asking:

Next is from ama_rin , saying and asking:

((Couldn't include the first question. SORRY))

Mihawk: Differ? We  are  very different. She can be quite loud. As well as oblivious to certain things. Even at times naive. But, once you get through that barrier of hers...*looks up with his golden eyes* we aren't that different. Her and I. She fills a gap that I have somehow as well.

Kaku: Oh! I guess with this I can move on to the question from

@Amethyst_Heart asking:

What are your feelings for Silver Blood?

Mihawk: Like I said. She fills a gap for me. Her presence...surprisingly calms me.

Kaku: ... I...understand.

Mihawk: *looks at the assassin, analyzing*

Kaku: *gulps* O-Okay! Next unique question, and then moving on to the general one!

Kaku: *gulps* O-Okay! Next unique question, and then moving on to the general one!

Mihawk: *eye twitches* What sort of question is that?

Author: *in the back on the couch* Answer the question Mihawk!

Mihawk: *low voice* That question, although theoretical, will never happen. I'd never fight anyone for Gin Chi.

Kaku: *eyes wide* Really? Why?

Mihawk: *looks over at Kaku with narrowed eyes* Who am I to fight someone who can give Gin Chi happiness? Who am I to take that away from her? If she is happy with Shanks, then I will not interfere whatsoever.

Author: ... *mutters* Mihawk, the ultimate bro.

Kaku: Alright... Now the general questions.

From @pokemon-is-fun :

Do you guys ever wonder what would have happened if you never met Silver Blood?

What do you like the most about Silver Blood?

Mihawk: ...*thinks about Silver Blood's visits to his island, always asking him if he feels lonely here, smiling at him in complete trust*... *tries to imagine if all that disappeared* ... *says lowly* The island would be quieter.

Kaku: *furrows brow* That really doesn't answer the question.

Author: Psst! Kaku! *Kaku looks over at her* Don't worry, that answer will be satisfactory to the readers.

Kaku: *nods slowly in mild confusion*

Mihawk: And for the second one...*hat shadows his face as a proud smirk forms on his face* Gin Chi has something that rarely anyone has. A determination so strong, that it defies logic at times. *smirk softens* I am proud to call her my student.

Kaku: Okay, now the last few ones. Since you already answered why you like (Y/N), Lotusse from Devianart and Internet Senpai questions have already been answered. Now next.

From 55t14 at Qoutev.com :

What is something Silver Blood has done to make them blush?

Mihawk: *raises brow* Flustered? By Gin Chi (Y/N)? ... The closest she ever got to making me flustered was when she was sick at my mansion from training too harshly... She...*fixes his hat to lower it to his face to hide his amused smile* ...managed to receive my respect that day. Gin Chi seemed joyful when she realized. *fixes his gaze back towards Kaku with seriousness* That is all I'm willing to share.

Kaku: Alright...last one.

From PandaPenguin01 at Qoutev.com :

How much do they like/love Silver Blood?

Mihawk: ...*says softly* From this very room, towards the stars.

Author: *in the back* Oh... O//////O

Kaku: Oh. O.O Well...I'm done...I think you still have one more question but someone asked another to ask it. *looks at it and eyes widen towards author* Author?! You serious?!

Author: *nods* Just bring him in so we can move on from Mihawk.

Kaku: Alright...*gets out the room and calls the questioner*

Buggy: *jumps in the room*with a microphone in hand* I AM NOW YOUR HOST! THE GREAT CAPTAIN BUGGY SHALL NOW QUESTIONS THE FAMOUS WARLORD, DRACULE 'HAWKEYES' MIHAWK!!! *goes towards the author and puts the microphone towards her mouth* What do you have to say?

Author: *sweatdrops nervously with a smile* I think you should hurry and question him before he bites you with his fangs.

Buggy: *frozen stiff* booger comes outs in one nostril* stiffly walks towards the table and sits down* trying to ignore Mihawk's strong piercing gaze* R-Ri-Right! I-its just one s-so! HERE IS YOUR QUESTION!

From @Kimora-sama :

How did you feel when you realized that Shanks was in the lead?

Mihawk: Nothing.

Buggy: ...*sweatdrops* Errrr, that's it? No feelings of hurt or nothing? Betrayal from the idiot?!

Mihawk: *glares at the clown dressed as a king*

Buggy: *flinches* looks back at the papers with nervous wide eyes*

Mihawk: No. Red Hair always seemed to be in the lead. It's fairly obvious.

Author: *thinks* 'Well, not anymore...' *announces* Okay! Mihawk! Thank you! You may leave now! *Mihawk leaves the room quietly * Buggy, stay here. You're next.

Buggy: *brightens up and starts grinning smugly* GYAHAHAHA! YES! IM NEXT!! *does a pose with a fist behind held by his other hand*

Author: *laughs* Yeah, come on. *sits down opposite of him and gathers the papers* looks at them* Prepare yourself Buggy.

Buggy: *stops his weird sparkling pose and pauses* What? Why? ARE THE QUESTIONS THAT GRAND FOR ME?!*starts smugly smirking again*

Buggy: *stops his weird sparkling pose and pauses* What? Why? ARE THE QUESTIONS THAT GRAND FOR ME?!*starts smugly smirking again*

Author: *chuckles* I'll just give it to you.

Buggy: OI! *tick marks* IM NOT A JERK! I just value my own life and all the riches in the world! What's wrong with that?!


Buggy: OI! *tick marks* IM NOT A JERK! I just value my own life and all the riches in the world! What's wrong with that?!

Author: *rolls eyes with humor* Everything Buggy. But I think you missed the question.

Buggy: *still fuming about being called a jerk like a little kid* Gah! SO WHAT?! I'm just like every pirate out there! Except for Bakagami, something is seriously wrong with him! BAKA! I don't care what others think! I KNOW I'm great! And...! *puts his fingers together and does a low mutter with a blush* S-Silver Blood (Y/N) thinks so too! *crosses his arms and looks away with a scowl* WHO CARES WHAT OTHER BASTARDS THINK!

Author:*thinks* 'Cute~' *grins at him* Well, now that you brought up Silver Blood, let's talk about her and get back to the question. Would you save someone that is not SB?

Buggy: *still not looking her way* Why would I save someone and risk my own life in the first place? *crosses arms in a X* NO!

Author: *patient smile* But...if that person is gone... (Y/N) won't be the same anymore...

Buggy: *still has a scowl and not looking at the author* So?! *gets a thoughtful expression and slowly looks at the author* ...What do you mean not the same?

Author: Well, depending on how she deals with loss, she can lose that smile of hers.

Buggy: *widens his eyes* thinks* 'Lose that smile...? The one she always looks at me with?'

Author: *continues* Can even become cold and ruthless, as well as distant. Even mute, if possible.

Buggy: *thinking hard* face troubled*thinks* 'Her kindness will go away? Her smile will be gone? That's...!' *eyes narrow* 'HER FACE CANT LOOK LIKE THAT!' ...*mutters* I'll do it.

Author: Hm? *amused* Can't hear you, maybe a little louder.

Buggy: *snaps his gaze towards her and has nervous sweat all around him* I SAID ILL DO IT! *booger comes out of his nose and is shaking* thinking to himself* 'She helped me before, and tried to calm me down! She smiled at me no matter what!' *says shakily* I-I-I'll even f-fight Wh-Whitebeard for her! THE G-GREAT CAPTAIN BUGGY PROTECTS HIS CREW!

Author: *sweatdrops when she sees his shaking but still giggles* But wait...she's not in your crew? She has her own.

Buggy: *realizes it and gets into a thinking pose* Oh yeah... THEN WE CAN BE IN AN ALLIANCE! YES! THE GREAT CAPTAIN BUGGY AND SILVER BLOOD ALLIANCE!

Author: *looks at him with a hand holding her face, smiling knowingly* You really want to be with her, don't you?

Buggy: *blushes slightly* I-It's just cause of her reputation that I want her in my crew-I mean alliance! WE COULD BE THE GREATEST TOGETHER!

Author: *grins at him* I believe that Buggy. Now next question.

By @Amethyst_Heart :

Buggy, at what point and time will you act serious in front of SB?

Buggy: WHATS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?! IM ALWAYS SERIOUS!

Author: ...

Buggy: What?

Author: ...nothing. I'll accept that answer.

Buggy: *scoffs loudly and dramatically* Mutters* I'm always serious. In everything that I do.

Author: Yes, yes. Next question.

Buggy: *blushes* low muttering and looks down while putting his fingers together shyly* (Y/N)'s nice

Buggy: *blushes* low muttering and looks down while putting his fingers together shyly* (Y/N)'s nice. Nicer then most pirates I've met...and is so far the only woman that hasn't yelled at me...her smile and laughter is nice too...

Author: *blushing from how cute Buggy is being* thinks* 'If he says or does one more cute thing, I won't be able to resist jumping him anymore.' *clears throat* Uh, alright. I'll accept that, although you muttered everything... Next question~

From @pokemon-is-fun :

Do you guys ever wonder what would have happened if you never met Silver Blood?

@pokemon-is-fun 's second question has already been answered so.

From @Amethyst_Heart :

What would you do if Silver Blood does not pick you?

Buggy: *thinks* 'Never met Silver Blood?' *sudden depressed aura around the man*

Author: *startled* Buggy?! Are you okay?!

Buggy: The Great Captain Buggy wouldn't be as flashy...*still has a depressed aura around him*

Author: ANSWER ACCEPTED! COME ON BUGGY! ITS OKAY!

Buggy: *thinks* 'Doesn't pick me...? Why would would she pick me in the first place?' *falls to not flashy at all pieces on the floor* I'll just be with my crew with my non flashy self I guess...

Author: *worried* tries to find a question that may cheer him up* L-look Great Captain Buggy! A question for you!

From 55t14 at Qoutev.com :

What is something Silver Blood has done to make them blush?

Buggy: *blushes* I DONT BLUSH! *lifts his body parts in the air in agitation* But...! Silver Blood DID manage to make me feel really giddy when we first met! She knew who I was! AND WHY WOULDNT SHE?! GYAHAHAHAHA!!! *starts laughing obnoxiously while making a pose with a hand to his chin, his crown sparkling*

Author: *sighs in relief* Okay, now last question before you bring the next person out.

From PandaPenguin01 :

How much do you like/love Silver Blood?

Buggy: Sh-she makes me want to fall to pieces with a mere smile from her!

Author: -///- You're too cute Buggy.

Buggy: *snaps his gaze towards her in a scowl* I AINT CUTE! IM HANDSOME!

Author: *laughs* Yes, yes. Hmmm... *looks over papers* Buggy, sorry for this, but please call Crocodile over here.

Buggy: *booger comes out his nose* shrieks* WHY ME?!

Author: ... I guess I'll do it. Just leave the door open, I'll yell it out.

Buggy: *gets up from seat and scurries out while leaving the door open*

Author: *about to yell out Crocodile's name*

Crocodile: *appears at the door and sits down in front of the author with smoke trailing from his hookah* The clown said you called for me?

Author: *starts* Uh. Yes...thought he wasn't going to do it.

Crocodile: *shrugs and inhales from hookah* exhales* Doesn't matter to me what he does. Start to get this over with.

Author: *collects herself* Ya, right

Author: *collects herself* Ya, right. Let's see, first question. *takes out paper* This...is a tough one. Here.

Crocodile:


Crocodile: ...

Author: ...

Crocodile: ...*inhales his hookah once more, deeply*

Author: ...*sweatdrop*

Crocodile: *exhales the smoke, smoke curls around the air* ... We're not friends.

Author: *brow furrows* That doesn't answer the question.

Crocodile: People don't have eyes then. The way I treat Gin Chi isn't exactly 'friendly'. They should know.

Author: ...*frowns* They're asking cause they DONT know. Answer the question Croc-y, I don't want to use my Author Author No Mi on you.

Crocodile: *scowls* We're not friends. We're not acquaintances. And we are not lovers.  For now.

Author: ...you can say friends with benefits. No judgement.

Crocodile: *glares, making the Author flinch and sheepishly smile* None of that, Author. They'll figure it out in time. What I think of the naive Gin Chi who can't help but be honorable to everyone around her.

Author:...did you just insult her but compliment her at the same time??

Crocodile: *closes his eyes* Interpret it as you want. You may define our relationship as...partners.

Author: ...I'll accept that answer, Croco.  For now . Next question, by 
@Buggie-thornpaw :

 Next question, by @Buggie-thornpaw :

Crocodile: ...

Author: *warning tone* Crocodile.

Crocodile: Why are they asking these questions? This game is quickly growing childish.

Author: *narrows eyes*  Crocodile .

Crocodile: If they are asking to protect her, then no. I would not.

Author: *blinks and tilts head* Huh? Why?

Crocodile: *mocking tone with frown* Are all of you blind? Since when has Gin Chi ever needed protection? Gin Chi is powerful enough on her own. They should not underestimate her, her strength is noteworthy.

Author: ...*mischievous grin* If I didn't misunderstand, you just complimented Silver Blood. Like BIG time.

Crocodile: *scoff as he takes an inhale of his hookah and exhales* It is the absolute truth. Gin Chi needs no one. Not from me, or any of the other fools in the other room. She didn't become famous for knowing a Yonko or Warlords. *closes his eyes* It was all her.

Author:... *hides knowing smirk behind papers* Alright~ Next question~

Crocodile: *raises brow* You're suddenly giddy.

Author: Next question by~

By @pokemon-is-fun :

Do you guys ever wonder what would have happened if you never met Silver Blood?

What do you like the most about Silver Blood?

Crocodile: *exhales smoke, watches it curl in the air* Not as stressful. But not as interesting if I never met the woman. *chuckles* No. Not as interesting at all.

Author: *grinning widely as she waits for him to go on to the next question*

Crocodile: ... And for the second one...*closes his eyes, hookah around his mouth* Gin Chi has an aura around her that most pirates, if not all, don't have. Although she is naive at times, and gives mercy to those who deserve none, her eyes are old and at times filled with darkness. That  means  something. Her strength isn't just physical.

Author: *raises eyebrows* Woah...you're quite the observer to notice all that. You're good Crocodile.

Crocodile: *smirks* Not that hard to notice.

Author: Next question~

From @Amethyst_Heart :

What would you do if Silver Blood does not pick you?

Crocodile: *shrugs* Travel into the New World. Not my concern whoever else she picks, I can care less.

Author: So... You won't do anything then?

Crocodile: It would be a waste of time and energy to do anything else. *looks at the author* What do you want me to say? To fight one of the others she picked? To wallow in misery? Silver Blood made her choice, although I will disagree with it, I will not let it affect me. If it were up to me, Gin Chi and I will never meet again but... *dry chuckle* Gin Chi would most likely try to find me anyways, the naive woman.

Author: *wants to squeal but is holding back* Ne...xt Que...stion...

From 55t14 at Qoutev.com :

What is something Silver Blood has done to make them blush?

Crocodile: Nothing. Can't say the same for the other way around though. Closest is when she first explained to me that that trash in her head is her treasure, and no. The first time was not in Impel Down. She managed to catch me off guard.

Author: Alright~ Last question~

From PandaPenguin01 :

How much do you like/love Silver Blood?

Crocodile: Enough.

Author: ...? Enough?

Crocodile: That's my answer. Enough.

Author: *twitches brow* I'll...accept that answer. You're done Crocodile. Send the next one please. *looks at papers* That would be Paulie!

Crocodile: *walks off towards the other room*

Paulie: *comes in looking around with his cigar smoke trailing behind him* So, I guess I sit right?

Paulie: *comes in looking around with his cigar smoke trailing behind him* So, I guess I sit right?

Author: *nods and smiles* Yup! Sit right there Paulie, and I'll ask you the questions~!

By @pokemon-is-fun :

Do you guys ever wonder what would have happened if you never met Silver Blood?

What do you like the most about Silver Blood?

Paulie: *crosses arms and looks away* Definitely more calm if I never met
(Y/N). But...*smiles around his cigar* The crazy woman made me want to go crazy with her too.

Author: 0////0 Cute...

Paulie: *snaps his gaze at her with a blush* STOP SAYING THAT! CRAZY AUTHOR!

Author: *tries to collect herself* Y-Yes, next question please.

Paulie: *looks up at the ceiling with a thoughtful look* When she was in Water 7... And helped us build that ship that she destroyed by accident when that stupid bird of Lucci's shit on her, she never showed real anger. She could've paid for the damages she caused with the amount of treasure she had, she didn't...I even felt like she wanted to stay there a little longer. Although she jumped me every second she could...she immediately backed away once she noticed I was uncomfortable... She's a good person. What I like the most is that. Her kindness.

Author: *holding back a wide grin* Alright~ Next question then~

From @Amethyst_Heart :

What would you do if Silver Blood does not pick you?

Paulie: *rubs the back of his neck with closed eyes and a furrowed brows** Well, I'd just keep doing the same old same old. As long as (Y/N) is happy, I don't really mind. *slightly blushing*

Author: *hiding blushing face behind papers* squealing silently* Eeeeee...! *tries to collect herself* Okay! Next question! This is fun~!

From 55t14 at Qoutev.com :

What is something Silver Blood has done to make them blush?

Paulie: *blushes* hand comes towards face* What hasn't she done?! Crazy woman! Jumped me every chance she got! * scowling but still blushing*

Author: Hahaha!! XD Yeah I know. They probably know too~. Trick question~

Paulie: *mild tick marks* Then why did you ask it?!

Author: *smiles with closed eyes and sparkles around her* Why~ for the readers entertainment of course~

Paulie: *scoffs and looks away with crossed arms...still blushing*

Author: Last question for you before I ask you to bring the next one in~

From PandaPenguin01 :

How much do you like/love Silver Blood?

Paulie: *sighs loudly and scratches his neck while looking at the ground* Enough to still make me think about her in Water 7.

Author: *blinks* You...do?

Paulie: *furrows brows with closed eyes and an embarrassed blush* Of course I do! That woman may be crazy and indecent but...there's something about her.

Author: .... -/////- How dare you be like this Paulie the Cutie? I'm really controlling myself to not jump you myself.

Paulie: *shudders and puts a angry anime face* YOU BETTER STAY AWAY! IM GETTING THE NEXT PERSON! *gets up from chair and quickly walks away and out the room*

Author: Wait! Paulie, I didn't ask for who you were going to bring!

 

 

Chapter 72: Hope

Summary:

You and Luffy have a talk.

Chapter Text

"Are you mad at Shanks because of what he did?"

Ah...he remembers then. You glanced around them, and saw some nosy people were observing. You frowned and called Luffy back to where you were as both of you walked passed Crocodile and Jimbei. This time standing as you faced the sea, leaning against the rail as Luffy stood next to you.

"I'm...upset with Shanks if I'm being honest with you Luffy. I've known him for awhile and if I got any chance to see him, I did. I shared everything with him, while I thought he did the same." Luffy looked at you with a small frown and furrow on his brows.

"He must've had his reasons—"

"You think I am not aware of that Luffy?" You interrupted sharply, quickly muttering an apology as you looked at the sea before them. "I've never met my father Luffy. I've always wanted to, and know more about him. Shanks...knew this...and yet he did not tell me." You clenched your fists as a wash of betrayal went through you, you looking at Luffy from the corner of your eye under your cap.

"That is not all. After Alabasta, I went to Shanks to tell him of how you were. When I also brought up that Ace was there and he was looking for a man named Blackbeard, all of a sudden his smile disappeared and turned serious. When I tried to ask if he knew him, he completely changed the subject and sent me away as fast as I arrived. He knew about Blackbeard and did not inform me." You said, emotion in your voice as Luffy kept silent only widening his eyes at the mention of Blackbeard. "I could've... I would've known sooner...about Ace at least. But he gave away nothing...just pretended everything was alright when it wasn't." You touched your forehead in remembrance of what he did. When your kind savior kissed your forehead with soft eyes.

"Maybe he was trying to protect you." Luffy said, touching his own hat in memory.

You looked at him tiredly.

"From what Luffy? From who? Blackbeard? My father? If he did it just for my protection...then he doesn't know me well enough that I can protect myself."

"You're right."

You looked over at Luffy in mild surprise. "What?" Luffy clarified.

"You're strong. And if Shanks doesn't know that, he's being stupid." Luffy childishly phrased, causing a twitch of your lips in amusement at his wording. "But... If you want to know why he didn't say anything...maybe you should go ask him yourself." Luffy finalized. You looked at him in thought. You were thinking about facing him and ask him exactly why, so you can know. But not now. You have other things to deal with. You slowly formed a small smile as you pulled Luffy towards you, kissing his forehead gently. You pulled away and saw him blink in surprise.

"That, was to show my thanks to the Future Pirate King." Luffy immediately gave you a bright grin and his signature laugh as he hugged you, causing you to fall down on the floor. Luffy suddenly having the urge to wrestle once more as he tried to hold you down only for you to head butt him, quickly getting his head in a headlock to do an specially strong noogie as he cried out in protest to stop with a laugh. You let go and helped him up with a small smile, your eyes quickly turning determined as you looked down at Luffy.

"We're going to save Ace. Right Luffy?" Luffy's eyes turned the same as yours as he gave a strong nod.

"Mm!"

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Mmmm...why did Shanks do that? We still don't know. Probably never will.

...

Just kidding! XD

But you've turned back to yourself, kind of, thanks to Luffy. Such a good kid.

REMEMBER TO COMMENT ABOUT THE STORY AND NOT JUST THE QUESTIONS GUYS!! ^.^

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Author: *blinks to see who came in*

Kaku: *walking in with slight confusion and looking behind* Paulie said it was my turn. But, why is his face so red? What did you ask him?

Author: *waves it off with a mischievous grin* Ah~, you know Paulie~ Gets red for everything~ Just sit down so we can get started.

Kaku: *sweatdrops but sits in the chair in front of her anyway* Alright then, start.

Kaku: *sweatdrops but sits in the chair in front of her anyway* Alright then, start

Kaku: Hmmmm...*gives off a nostalgic grin* When she was still an agent, and I just started, she wasn't like the others...her eyes were old and gave nothing away most of the time back then, but she still...*raises hoodie up* thinks* 'Kind to me. Even when I was cold to her back when we were both agents. Even when she rescued us from Enies Lobby when she didn't have to, even when I gave her a cold look and didn't even thank her. She was  kind  to me.'*murmurs with a small blush* Her kindness. That smile. I like those the most.

Author: ... *hums* I see... *thinks* 'So far, all the main pairings they like her strength or 'something' they don't have. While all the side pairings said her kindness or smile... Interesting.' *speaks again* Okay, Kaku. Now the general questions.

From @pokemon-is-fun :

Do you guys ever wonder what would have happened if you never met Silver Blood?

((Your second question has already been answered, @pokemon-is-fun. As well as InternetSenpai from Quotev.com and Lotusse from Devianart.))

And from 55t14 on Qoutev:

What is something Silver Blood has done to make them blush?

Kaku: Never met (Y/N)? *looks up to the ceiling in thought*  ... I don't know if I would've been able to show my real personality to CP9. She's the one that told me it's okay to smile after all, back when she rescued us in Enies Lobby. For the second one...

Author: *raises big 'NO SPOILER' sign*

Kaku: ...um. It's when we were still agents. That's all I can say.

Author: *nods* Okay~ Now next question~ ^_^

By @Amethyst_Heart :

What would you do if Silver Blood does not pick you?

Kaku: Why would I do something? *furrows brows in confusion*  Obviously she likes them. I'll just continue on with my own life.

Author: Woah! I like when men respect woman's decisions! AWESOME!!! XD

Kaku: *scratches nose* It's really n-nothing.

Author: Okay~ Last question for you~

By PandaPenguin01 on Qoutev:

How much do they like/love Silver Blood?

Kaku: That's...kind of a difficult question. *frowns slightly* ...to protect that smile of (Y/N)'s, I'd probably do anything. I hope that answers it? *looks at Author and sweatdrops*

Author: *grinning with closed eyes* Mmhmm~ *looks at papers* Ah, bring Lucci in would you Kaku? You will interviewing him as well.

Kaku: Lucci? I have to interview Lucci?

Author: *looks up at him* Yes. The readers asked for you to do it. *tilts head* Lucci isn't going to do anything. And he can't give worst glares then Mihawk, so you'll be fine.

Kaku: I'll just get him. *walks out to bring Lucci in*

Author: *sighs to herself and mutters as she gets up from the table to go to the couch in the corner of the room* He's probably going to be as difficult as Crocodile. Stubborn cat.

*Kaku and Lucci walk in*

Hattori: Coo~ Coo~ Coo~~

Lucci: *immediately sits down on one end of the table* putting the violin softly down on the hard surface* Lets get this over with Kaku. So we can go back.

Kaku: ? Alright. *sits down at the other end and gathers papers* looking through them*

Lucci: *petting Hattori softly and says in a low voice* Start.

Lucci: *petting Hattori softly and says in a low voice* Start

Lucci: ...

Kaku: ...

Author: ... *slow sweatdrop forming*

Lucci: ...

Hattori: Coo~ Coo~

Kaku: ...*sweatdrop formed*

Author: ...*eye twitches* Hey, Lucci. You gotta answer the question.

Lucci: *looks at author with dark eyes, making her slightly flinch* Silence can be an answer, correct?

Author: *brow furrows down into a mild glare*  Lucci , no joking around. Answer. It's not that hard of a question.

Lucci: *dark smirk forms* My, my. The author has a backbone. Alright. I'll answer it.

*Author and Kaku internally sigh in relief*

Lucci: *closes his eyes* In truth, I didn't quite expect her desertion from CP9. But at the same time...I felt it was something that she would do. *opens his eyes when he heard the author making noises*

Author: *waving manically the 'NO SPOILERS' sign in the air behind Kaku who was trying to ignore it and not to sweatdrop*

Kaku: You felt like (Y/N) would do that? I'm surprised you didn't say something to the Director.

Lucci: *looks at Kaku* looks at the author and forms a annoyed frown*

Author: *jumping up and down with the sign with a crazy worried look*

Lucci: ...I cannot disclose if I did or not. But my thoughts?

Hattori: Coo~~~

Lucci: It seemed that Silver Blood had enough. Perhaps I was a bit disappointed, when the idiot left. Now though...*dark smirk forms with sadistic eyes* we may fight to the fullest. No more spars the next time we meet. For we made a deal, her and I, the day she left. *eyes gleam* And it is still in effect, even now.

Kaku: *was looking at him weirdly the whole time but now snapped to attention*

Author: *wanted to break the sign* thinks* 'THE HECK IS HE DOING?! HE WAS  SO  CLOSE TO SPOILER MATERIAL!'

Kaku: I'll...accept that. If the author is okay with it. *looks at the author that's trying not to scream* ...I'll take that as a yes. General questions are next.

From @pokemon-is-fun :

Do you guys ever wonder what would have happened if you never met Silver Blood?

((Your question has shall
now be answered, InternetSenpai from Quotev.com and Lotusse from Devianart.))

What do you like the most about Silver Blood?

Lucci: *hums* Probably not as interesting. Even the whole time she was an agent, it was filled with days that were not dull. The pirate may be an idiot, but she's an interesting idiot. *looks downwards, remembering (Y/N) smiling at him in Enies Lobby and saying she rescued him cause they are comrades* A naive idiot as well... That scum...has the oddest mix of qualities... My personal favorite you're asking? *mind wanders to the past, how she foolishly cared for his life each time they went on a mission together. How (Y/N) would poke and tease him, not fearing his dark looks or what he could do to her, yet did not. How she accepted missions with a bitten lip and cold gaze, and how he strangely did not like those cold eyes if they ever fell on him* ...

Kaku: ...Lucci? You didn't answer the question...

Author: *stops wanting to scream and looks over at Lucci with observant eyes*

Lucci: ...*chuckles*

*Kaku and Author widen eyes*

Lucci: My favorite? The fact that strong prideful woman  is  an idiot. The fool...*chuckles once more* that, infamous stubbornness and naiveness to save everyone...who knew those would be redeeming qualities? *smirk forms and says...fondly?* That scum...

Author: *wide eyed* thinks* 'Lucci's favorite thing about her is the thing he always insults her about??? He LIKES her idiot self? But...he also said strong...does he not just mean physically?'

Kaku: *also wide eyed* I, uh, er, next question!

And from 55t14 on Qoutev:

What is something Silver Blood has done to make them blush?

Lucci: *scoffs* The scum has never been able to. Flustered? Perhaps the closest is when she said those things back in Enies Lobby when I was still conscious.

Kaku: Okay! Good answer. Two more and then you're done.

By @Amethyst_Heart :

What would you do if Silver Blood does not pick you?

Lucci: Holds no consequence to me. I would still chase after her.

Kaku: *furrows brow* But...she already picked someone else?

Lucci: *looks at Kaku with narrowed eyes* Gin Chi and I made a deal. The only one from CP9 that she would allow to be captured by is me, and that comes when our promised fight and my win comes forth. And as far as I'm concerned...*smirk forms* if there is no formal contract or bond, the scum is still open for the taking.

Author: *thinks* 'Holy freakin shiz. Lucci is NOT messing around. Well, at leads he didn't say he would kill them, unlike Doflamingo...'

Kaku: *brows go downward in annoyance but keeps silent* Last question...

By PandaPenguin01 on Qoutev:

How much do they like/love Silver Blood?

Lucci: *raises brow as he pets Hattori as the bird coos* smirks confidently* Enough to place a mark on her.

Author: *clenches fist*

Kaku: *narrows eyes* What is that supposed to mean?

Lucci: *closes eyes* Let it mean what you want. The scum and I have... strange  ways to show our... relationship . If you want a scale...*shrugs with a mocking smirk* see how red her ears can get, and how many times. There. Easy enough.

Kaku: *tense smile forms on his face* If I wasn't mistaken Lucci, I think you were not only mocking me, but the reader's.

Lucci: *looks at him from the corner of his eye* Oh? *lowly says* How so? I answered the question.

Author: Kaku. Lucci.  Enough . You did answer the last question Lucci, you may go. Kaku, you may leave as well.

*both leave while Kaku is trying not to glare at Lucci's back*

Author: ...*looks at papers*  Ah...its Shanks turn. I forgot to tell them to call him in...oh well. *cups hands around mouth* SHANKS! YOUR TURN!

Shanks: *walks in with a slight concerned look as his eyes look to the side* Author, did something happen with those two? Should we calm them down?

Author: *waves her hand* No, no. It's alright. Thanks Shanks. *looks at Shanks and blushes* Man, good costume Shanks.

Shanks: *blinks* Dahaha! *grins* Thanks Author! So, *sits in front of her with a smile* Shall we start?

Shanks: *blinks* Dahaha! *grins* Thanks Author! So, *sits in front of her with a smile* Shall we start?

Author: *smiles back at him*  Alright! *looks through papers* Ah...*furrows brows* I apologize in advance Shanks. These questions are a bit...difficult.

Shanks: *shrugs nonchalantly with a smile* It's alright Author. Just go for it.

Author: Okay...

Shanks: *tilts head with confusion* Mah? Between me and (Y/N)? Nothing has happened

Shanks: *tilts head with confusion* Mah? Between me and (Y/N)? Nothing has happened...*looks at author with furrowed brows* Did something happen to (Y/N)? She alright?

Author: ...*sad look* I can't answer Shanks, sorry... Do you have a guess on what this reader is talking about?

Shanks: ...*is silent and a thin line forms on his lips* ...I have an idea. I haven't told her yet.

Author: ...

Shanks: *leans back and plays with his bottle of rum* For the other question... (Y/N)...she was different the first time I met her. Her eyes back then... *looks down in memory with serious eyes* ...I don't want them to look like that. I'll say this to that observation. *looks up, eyes shadowed* You think (Y/N) is suicidal now do you? You don't want to know how she was back all those years ago then. And for that question. *raises a finger to his now smirking lips with his scarred eye in a wink* Sorry~ Secret~

Author: ...O/////O Uh, o-okay. Nice job Shanks.

Shanks: *smiles* Anytime author.

Author: *looks at papers, slightly flustered* Alright, next few questions.

From @pokemon-is-fun :

Do you guys ever wonder what would have happened if you never met Silver Blood?

((Your question has shall
now be answered, InternetSenpai from Quotev.com and Lotusse from Devianart.))

What do you like the most about Silver Blood?

Shanks: Never met (Y/N)? *eyes turn half lidded* I wonder sometimes too...if I never met her... Never met her that day, the first time I saw her. She would be different from the woman I love today. *smiles softly* Those determined eyes...that strength to keep moving forward from a past that wants to drag her down...that smile...*blinks* Oh, dahaha! *small flush on his cheeks* I sort of rambled there didn't I? Sorry about that.

Author: ... -///////////- Totally... Fine...you managed to answer both questions so...Next one.

And from 55t14 on Qoutev:

What is something Silver Blood has done to make them blush?

Shanks: Dahaha! *laughs sheepishly with closed eyes* She said something many years ago that caught me off guard. I'm sure the author will disclose what it was when the time comes. *drinks from his rum bottle*

Author: *gives him a thumbs up for not spoiling anything* Nice Shanks! Okay, just two more and then you're done.

By @Amethyst_Heart :

What would you do if Silver Blood does not pick you?

Shanks: *stops drinking midsip* Eh? Am I supposed to do something? *smiles fondly* If she's happy, and still has that smile on her face no matter who she picks, I can live with no worries.

Author: ...*murmurs*
so many men for relationship goals. O////O Can't handle it.

Shanks: *looks at the author* Huh, did you say something?

Author: N-NOTHING! Last question!

By PandaPenguin01 on Qoutev:

How much do they like/love Silver Blood?

Shanks: *blinks and scratches his back of head with a laugh and smallest of blush* Dahaha! I don't know! How far is this world from the sun? *laughs again* That's how much!

Author: I...um. O///////O woah. E-Er. Okay. I-I...*gives up and deflates* Just bring in Smoker please. As well as Paulie.

Shanks: Dahahaha! *gets up and ruffles Author's hair* You're doing a good job author*smiles* Keep doing what you're doing. *walks out to get Smoker*

Author: ........... 0////////////////////o *head falls towards table to hold a squeal and blush* thinks* 'THATS SO NICE!! SHANKS! YOURE TOO NICE! CANT HANDLE IT!'

Smoker: *walks in with Paulie behind him as he smokes his two cigars* ...*sees Author with head on table* Author?

Author: *looks up* Blushes into a tomato red* O////////////////////////O *goes to faint again*

Paulie: *realizes what's going to happen * Ah, SHIT! *quickly gets in front of the concerned Smoker to block his half naked body* Oi! Author! DONT FAINT! I'm blocking him!

Author: *blinks and recovers, looking up* O-oh...S-sorry. I-I-I'll just...*points to corner of the room with the coach and lies there as she tries to hide her face*

Paulie: ...*turns around to look at Smoker* At least put a jacket over yourself or something! Do you WANT to kill the author?

Smoker: *tightens mouth around cigars* It wouldn't have matched with the costume, and even if I did get one, I heard those construction jackets are too tight. *crosses arms* I need air.

Paulie: *raises arms up above his head in agitation* Fine! Whatever! Lets just get to this interview. *sits down in the chair that has his back towards the author* At least here she won't be able to see you either unless she stands up or tries to raise her head higher to look.

Smoker: *sits down as well with an arm behind the back of the chair as inhales his cigars and exhales* She won't need to. She only overlooks if there is any tension between other's and for no secrets to get out. *looks at Paulie, giving a small calm smile* I don't think that will happen with the two of us. Now, start.

Author: *collects herself (or trying to) as she hears they're about to start* thinks* 'I gotta sit up and look over them

Author: *collects herself (or trying to) as she hears they're about to start* thinks* 'I gotta sit up and look over them. I have to! Just don't look at him, and you'll be fine.' *sits up from chair, looking at the papers she has in her hand and carefully listens*

@RandomFucker asks:

@RandomFucker asks:

Smoker: ...*blows smoke from cigar as he closes his eyes with furrowed brows* ... She's strong.

Paulie: ? She's strong? You like her cause she's strong?

Smoker: *grunts* opens his eyes* Don't misunderstand. Although, she's always been ahead of me physically ever since we were kids. No...*opens eyes in a half lidded gaze as he looks towards the ground* She's been strong, with  everything . When I first saw her, I saw a wounded idiot proclaiming her dream with a prideful and determined stance. I had doubts at first...but then I realized...that the wounded brat known as (Y/N) went through shit a kid should never have gone through. *closes eyes a little tight as he thinks about what
(Y/N) told him in the ship towards Impel Down about her past with CP9* ...she always went through shit. She was always surrounded by shitty situations that would make the strongest man crumble in defeat. Not her. *eyes open slightly, holding a fondness to them* No...never (Y/N). She can  never  crumble.

Author: *got a little teary eyed* 
('°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ ) *thinks* 'Smoker...'

Paulie: *closes his eyes as well* a smile of his own forms around his cigar* Yeah...I can't see (Y/N) doing that either... Alright, next question.

@Kimora-sama asks:

Smoker: *thoughtful look forms as his brows furrow together* Probably when we were kids

Smoker: *thoughtful look forms as his brows furrow together* Probably when we were kids. Those assholes of Loguetown picked on (Y/N) constantly, even the little ones. I can't sit back and see her just take it without fighting back when I knew she can kick all their asses. *runs hand through his hair as he uses his other to keep the hat up, blushing* I was a shitty brat back in the day too, so, I kicked their asses for her. But...that second part...*closes eyes tightly as color crawls through his face in a scowl* ...when we were marines. Or specifically first became marines... *thinks of (Y/N)'s constant trusting closed eyed smiles towards him and sudden hugs filled with warmth* hand comes up his face to cover the redness* That's all I can say about the idiot.

Author: >//////////////< *low muttering* Oh God. Please. No more Smoker. I'm not even looking at you but I can imagine your face right now.

Paulie: *brows furrow* (Y/N) got picked on by some brats?

Smoker: *takes hand away from face, already collected himself* nods* Yeah. They eventually learned their lesson. Brats and the other townsfolk.

Paulie: *smirk forms* Perhaps another lesson should be in order for the future?

Smoker: *chuckles in amusement and shakes Paulie's hand* Remind me to do that with you. Nothing is wrong with a few extra lessons. *smirks*

Paulie: *nods and let's go of Smoker's hand to look at the questions* Alright, next one.

@Buggie-thornpaw asks:

@Buggie-thornpaw asks:

Smoker: ...the hell is that question?

Paulie: I...*looks at paper* don't really know. It was accepted by the author so, it's a valid question.

Author: *raises thumbs up above Paulie's head for Smoker to see to confirm that it's alright*

Smoker: *scowls with a small blush* Tch, alright... *closes his eyes and thinks* remembers how in the past,
(Y/N) liked for him to stay sometimes during the night to look up at the sky to see the moon* and when they were marines, they walked during the night as well talking about mundane things or just to be in one another's company* ... Moon gazing.

Paulie: *blinks* Moon gazing? Isn't it supposed to be star gazing?

Smoker: *says lowly but softly* No. Moon gazing. It'll always be moon gazing.

Author: >///////> *groans*

Paulie: *looks back at Author with a sweatdrop* Hey, you okay?

Author: *waves hand and covers face with the other* J-Just ignore me. Pretend I'm not here right now.

Smoker: *leans to the side to see the Author* You alright?

Author: ...*falls over on the couch with a little bit of blood coming down her nose* looks delirious*

Paulie: *looks at Smoker with an angry anime expression* OI! DONT FACE YOUR BODY TOWARDS THE AUTHOR! *breathes in to calm down* Gah, just last few questions and then we're done.

From @pokemon-is-fun :

Do you guys ever wonder what would have happened if you never met Silver Blood?

((Your question has already
been answered, InternetSenpai from Quotev.com and Lotusse from Devianart and @pokemon-is-fun's second question))

And from 55t14 on Qoutev:

What is something Silver Blood has done to make them blush?

Smoker: ...*furrows brows at first question* I don't even want to think of that. It would be unpleasant. The idiot (Y/N) I know wouldn't be the same. And *closes his eyes and chuckles* Who else will tell me and push me to keep getting stronger and stronger to catch her? Also... *remembers all the times (Y/N) made him get red when they were kids* but flushes during the moment in the ship towards Impel Down* ... When I escorted her to Impel Down.

Paulie: *nods* Alright, last few.

By @Amethyst_Heart :

What would you do if Silver Blood does not pick you?

Smoker: *blows smoke from cigars* Whether or not she picks me, I'm comforted by the fact that I know she will make those crazy visits of hers to me regardless. Those visits...*looks down* at least I will know by looking at her eyes if she's truly happy or not.

Paulie: Last question, and then this game will be done.

By PandaPenguin01 on Qoutev:

How much do they like/love Silver Blood?

Author: *wakes up and opens an eye to try to see Smoker's face as he answers*

Smoker: *flushes in embarrassment* That (Y/N)...*closes his eyes in a scowl* for her, only for her...I will die for her. *opens his eyes, a strong gaze in them as he looks ahead and at nothing* But first, I will  live  for her. As long as the moon is above in the sky, that...*crosses his arms and looks away to the side* that's a word I will keep. Pirate or marine, that shit doesn't matter to me.

Author: ...*drooling but blushing at the same time*  ... I-I-I! *is shaking*

*Smoker and Paulie both look over at her and stand up from their seats*

Smoker: Author?

Paulie: *looks at how she's shaking in concern* scratches his head* What's wrong with her?

Smoker: Should we inform the others?

Paulie: *sighs* I guess. Let's—

Author: *snaps* HOW DARE YOU BE SO CUTE! I CAN FINALLY JUMP YOU AGAIN!

*Smoker and Paulie flush*

Smoker and Paulie: What-?!

Author: *jumps from the couch towards both of them and causes all of them to fall on the floor* starts snuggling* EEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!! >//////< BOTH OF YOU ARE SO CUTE~! *opens eyes and looks at them* blood drips down from nose* ...and sexy. So sexy.

Main Pairings 
Shanks: 27
Mihawk:36
Crocodile:15
Doflamingo: 18
Smoker: 21
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 2
Buggy: 5

EVENT IS DONE!! BUT THERE'LL BE EXTRA THINGS NEXT CHAPTER ^///////^

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 73: The Lizard

Summary:

Rumors come forward.

You think you might die.

...

YOU DID WHAT?!

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

"Are you sure you guys aren't related? Cause I swear both of you know seem to be in sync with the whole," you waved a hand to your face quickly, causing your casual expression turn to a serious and expressionless one, then waved it back over to your own one,"thing you've got going on."

You leaned against the railing next to the cannon Crocodile was sitting on, Mr. 1 being on the other side of the cannon gazing at nothing as he stood. You were hoping you can distract yourself from your dark thoughts to enter your mind so you decided to sit closer to the once Warlord and talk to him to death. All he's been doing was smoking his cigar as he let you basically talk to yourself as he only sometimes glanced down from his position and gave low grunts. Mr. 1 said nothing and did nothing the whole time, making you frown as you leaned forward to look at him.

"Do you talk? Of course you do, but something that's more than five words?" You asked with a raised eyebrow. You spotted him glance upward towards Crocodile, seeming to ask for permission, making you frown once Crocodile gave a small nod and Mr. 1 giving a "Yes."

You furrowed your brows. "Hey, you don't have to ask for permission to talk to me you know." You said, this time, Crocodile actually spoke.

"He's my subordinate Silver Blood, of course he has to ask for my permission." Crocodile said, not even bothering to look at you as he answered for Mr. 1 otherwise known as Daz. You raised your head to look at the sand man, eyes slightly narrowed. "Well then, I give him permission to talk to me. I after all, am talking about him." Mr. 1 slightly widened his eyes and then looked up at Crocodile once more, but Crocodile was paying him no attention as he finally looked down at you.

"You don't have authority over him." You narrowed your eyes once more up at him. "Oh yeah? Would the same thing apply to Mr. 3?" Crocodile brows furrowed.

"What does that fool have to do with anything?" He questioned with his low voice.

You stopped leaning against the railing, "I don't know. Let me go ask him." You said as you quickly walked away to go find Mr.3, ignoring how Crocodile lowly called your name. You found the man observing Buggy take command and delight as he talked to the prisoners. You called out to him, making the man jump as he looked over at you and started sweating nervously as he greeted you and casually asked on where was Mr. Crocodile. You tilted your head in suspicion.

This confirms it. Because of this so called rumor between you and Crocodile, Mr. 3 and Mr. 1 are trying to distance themselves from you to not 'disrespect' him.

"You need to tell me straight up Mr. 3, who started the rumor within Baroque Works." Mr. 3 widened his eyes.

"How did you know?!"

"Mr.2 kindly informed me of that fact. Now, answer me. I need to know."

Mr. 3 rubbed the back of his neck as he but his lip in thought. "A-ah, well...it was just something that everyone thought. B-Boss was sometimes seen with you by subordinates so I-I guess that's how it started?" You crossed your arms as you looked at the man.

"That doesn't explain why you want to keep your distance from me. Answer it directly. Which part of the subordinates? The lower ones? The middle?" Mr. 3 stuttered out an answer, crying within himself as he thought that he's going to die.

"...w-well it seemed to be t-the higher ups S-Silver Blood." He swallowed as he looked up at you only to widen his eyes as he saw your expression turn blank, then rage, then flustered, then rage again.

'Her face can't decide on what expression to make!' He said to himself.

"Oooooo~, I'm going to kill him. I'm going to kill him. That little arrogant lizard, I swear I am going to—!" You cut yourself off, your face red with anger and embarrassment.

"What kind of rumors? How far did it go?" You asked Mr. 3, who merely glanced away with a flushed face.

"W-well...you know...u-um." Mr. 3 didn't know what to say to that, there was many. How the boss bought her extravagant food, how she didn't fear that scary hook, and how close they seemed to be as they walked together... suggesting a closer relationship then mere business partners or friends.

Mr. 3 slowly brought the tips of his index fingers together, trying to show you discreetly as he didn't even want to look at you as he brought his fingers together several times to suggest what he meant. When Mr. 3 put his hands down and looked up, he fell back on his butt from your face.

"WHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!?!"

All the prisoners fell over from the sudden thunderous shout, causing the ship to shake from the force as they laid on the ground and felt themselves shaking as they looked over at the famous deadly Silver Blood. Even Buggy was suddenly afraid of the woman, getting flashbacks from his time in Roger's ship with Silver.

You were breathing hard with clenched fists, as a raging aura seemed to surround you for the observers as steam seemed to come out of your nose. Luffy leaned over the railing above you in concern and then yelled out in shock, eyes coming out of his sockets.

"OI! What happened to (Y/N)?! She looks like a demon!"

Jimbei was sweating to himself as well, while Crocodile narrowed his eyes as he gave a scoff. "Idiot."

"YOU ARROGANT LITTLE LIZARD!! YOURE DEAD!!"

Everyone but Crocodile and Mr. 1 paused.

'Lizard?' Everyone took a glance at Crocodile who said nothing but give a slight twitch of the brow. You immediately used Soryu as you paced towards Crocodile with a flushed face yelling and cursing, Luffy looking back and forth and wondering what was wrong until he spotted the Gates of Justice and pointed it out loudly, grabbing you suddenly with his arms as he told you they were here. You growled lowly, not taking your glare off of Crocodile who seemed he could care less about the spat you were having, which made you angrier.

"ARGH! LET ME GO! ILL KILL HIM, ILL KILL HIM, ILL KILL HIM!!!" You yelled as you thrashed and continued to curse loudly, Luffy frowned as he had to strain with his arms to pull you back, his feet dragging and making marks on the floor from how hard he was trying to control the mad woman. Jimbei then quickly assisting the Strawhat with sweat coming down his scaly brow as he held Luffy and pulled.

"Gggh! (Y/N)! You can beat Crocodile up later after we rescue Ace!!" You blinked and calmed down some at that as you heard your friends name. Seeing this, Luffy slowly let go as his arms snapped back to his sides. Jimbei doing the same, as his hands went back to the steering wheel with a relieved sigh. You quickly went towards the opposite side to where a cannon similar to the one Crocodile was sitting on. You put your arms on the bottom and crouched.

"What is she doing?" A prisoner asked.

You did a quick countdown as you strained your arms and began to lift the huge cannon up the ground. The prisoners gaped in shock.

"Ahhhh!! She's lifting it?!"

"The hell is she going to do with that?!"

You slowly lifted up above your head, your arms straining against the heavy weight they aren't used to, but your adrenaline was pumping you up. The prisoners heard you mutter to yourself that you have to rescue Ace, then proceeding to throw the cannon towards them.

"Agh! SHE THREW IT!"

"She threw it towards us!"

"AHHHH!! It's my fault! I shouldn't have said anything!!" Mr. 3 spouted as he watched the cannon fly over him. Wait...

The cannon did not land on the ground but, was actually going for the Gates of Justice.

A loud thunk was heard as the large cannon met the end of its nonexistent life to hit the biggest and strongest doors of the government.

"Damn it! Let us in! We need to rescue Ace!"

'She transferred her anger towards the door?!' Everyone thought in realization in their minds. Buggy was rethinking his feelings towards the woman, if she didn't look so sexy while doing that. Or maybe he's actually a masochist.

Who knows?

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XD

X'D

You called him a lizard! XD OH GOSH! 
What's wrong with you?

Or more like, what's wrong with him? If you guys didn't get it, Crocodile was indeed the one that started the rumor. What the subordinates have seen and heard from the people of Alabasta didn't help.

But yeah. XD

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((CONTINUES FROM LAST CHAPTER))

Paulie: *blushing full force* GET OFF YOU SCANDALOUS CRAZY AUTHOR! GET OFF!

Smoker: *sighs in exasperation but is also blushing* I was hoping this would never happen again.

*everybody else walks in*

Shanks: *sees what's going on* Dahahaha! This is amazing! But I think we should thank everybody now no?

Lucci: Is it necessary? This was basically a thank you to the readers already.

Hattori: Coo~

Doflamingo: A little more won't hurt, government dog. Let's do it~

Kaku: *shrugs* Yeah. Come on guys.

Crocodile: As long as we can get it over with.

Mihawk: Agreed.

Buggy: GYAHAHAHA! YES!

Shanks: Alright! *looks at readers and smiles* Thank you to you readers! Dahaha!

Mihawk: *looks at them, and tilts his head forward with a small smirk* For your views.

Doflamingo: *sticks his tongue out and tilts his glasses down to see one of his eyes* For your beautiful comments~

Crocodile: *inhales his hookah and looks at them from the corner of his eye with a smirk* For even glancing at this foolish story.

Buggy: *does a sparkling magnificent pose with a smug smirk towards them* FOR VOTING FOR ME! GYAHAHAHA!

Kaku: *sheepish smile at them* For allowing the author to make new friends.

Lucci: *looks at them with his dark eyes, and smirks* For dealing with our many clashes here and...abuse towards you in the story.

Hattori: Coo~Coo~

Paulie: *trying to push away the still on top Author with a blush* FOR STAYING WITH THIS CRAZY AUTHOR ALL THIS TIME! GET OFF!!

Smoker: *has already given up but moves his eyes towards the readers* Thank you all, for everything.

Author: *stops trying to hug the men below her and looks at the readers with an embarrassed but proud smile on her cheeks* THANK YOU EVERYONE! FOR THE KUDOS! AND FOR MORE TO COME!

*Everybody*

Thank you.

Main Pairings 
Shanks: 27
Mihawk:36
Crocodile:15
Doflamingo: 18
Smoker: 21
Lucci: 14

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 2
Buggy: 5
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Chapter 74: Blushing Like a Farm Girl

Summary:

Wow. Who knew crocodiles also like tomatoes?

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

After a few moments of you calming down with deep breaths and eyes closed, you felt calmer. Although, your face was still flushed.

And not from anger.

Your face turned scarlet once more as you grumbled to yourself, making sure to not look over at Crocodile. You may have overreacted a little bit, just a little. But how else were you supposed to react to that?! Bon did say the rumors said they were lovers, but why couldn't it just be innocent little kisses? Nooooooo! It has to be the full on action.

You groaned.

The prisoners made sure to stay away from you and give you space as you sat on the opposite side of where Crocodile was situated. How the heck can you look at him now without blushing like a farm girl? You then growled to yourself, it's his fault in the first place! You want to beat him up! Just a little, you don't want to kill him. You did after all say you were fond of the man, although you're rethinking that now. You weren't actually going to kill him. You're not that short tempered and easily flustered...
right?

Luffy glanced over at the woman who grumbled, then growled, going back to grumbling with a red face. Luffy looked at Crocodile with a frown.

"Hey!" Crocodile gave him a dry look. "What'd you do to (Y/N)?! She's acting all weird!"

Crocodile looked towards the woman with a red face as she muttered quietly while tapping her fingers on the floorboard nervously, making sure to avoid his eyes.

"Why don't you ask her yourself Mugiwara?"

He had his suspicions on why she was acting like this. Though, Crocodile didn't expect such a degree of anger towards him. Silver Blood was truly too innocent if something like a mere rumor would get her so flustered. His gaze turned towards Mr. 3, who was staying close to the other prisoners while he nervously sweated.

His silver eyes narrowed.

Perhaps he should get rid of him, because of what the fool revealed, Gin Chi called him a degrading name in her anger. And there was a reason that rumor only existed in Baroque Works, he kept it that way. All the idiots around her are already enough of a challenge to deal with, he didn't need more from his own organization when he had it. Although, Crocodile's lips upturned to an arrogant smirk.

The Red Hair has certainly lost the lead, from what Crocodile was able to catch from the conversation between Silver Blood and Straw Hat. The woman was upset with him for hiding information from her about her father. Even he was aware of her interest in trying to find him. Silver Blood does not appreciate lies and deceit, she's famously known for defeating such men from both pirates and marines alike.

And although she was not aware of this rumor before, Crocodile glanced back at the woman managing to catch her looking towards him and then quickly looking away with a red face as she started muttering and face palming hard, she does not seem to be truly upset with him.

No. She's flustered. Like the naive and innocent woman Silver Blood was. Crocodile's smirk widened. It appears she does not know how to properly look at him now, something that amused him greatly.

It was then the Gates of Justice started to open.

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X3

Awww, aren't you adorable?

Can't even look at the Sand Man. XD

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Sorry guys. No more visits from the men once again from here on out.

The War is Coming.

So just bare with only the votes below here.

Main Pairings 
Shanks: 27
Mihawk:36
Crocodile:15
Doflamingo: 18
Smoker: 21
Lucci: 17

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 2
Buggy: 5

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I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 75: Bewilderment

Summary:

You understand what Ace meant all those years ago.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

You glanced up and saw the doors open slowly, causing you to narrow your eyes in suspicion.

'They weren't supposed to open...someone must have used the control room.' You frowned. Who would do such a thing? You saw Buggy standing in the railing in the front with a pole in his hands as he raises his arms to the heavens. You snorted at the display as the prisoners called him divine. Luffy and Jimbei looked on in confusion, calling out their bewilderment, you stood up and walked over.

"Someone must've infiltrated the control room. There's no way any marine out there would want us to come in."

Luffy eyebrows furrowed.
"As long as we get to Ace, I don't care."

"True", you muttered in thought as they passed through the gate, "still, something is off about this." You finished with a slight frown. Jimbei spoke up, thinking in his mind that you seemed to have calmed down, "Perhaps someone from Whitebeard's crew got in?"

Crocodile's low voice interjected, "If that were true, what reason would they have to open the door? The only ones who are aware of our intent to get in Marine HQ are the marines themselves."

You rubbed the back of your neck in slight frustration, a slight blush on your cheeks when you looked over at Crocodile when he was speaking as well as some irritation from what he did.

"No matter. We got in. It's the marines problem now." You finalized. Ivankov then stating, outside of Inazuma's room where he was healing, that Ace's and Luffy's father will come. You rose an eyebrow, trying to remember if Garp ever mentioned his son when you were younger. Your eyes lightened in recognition. Of course, Monkey D. Dragon. But you're sure that he said that Dragon was just the father of Luffy. It was then that Luffy revealed something you didn't expect.

"Oh... Me n' Ace don't have the same dad! Ace's dad is Roger, you know. He was awesome, but he never met him. So Ace'd be pretty mad if I told anyone."

Your eyes widened as the ship shouted in shock.

"WHAT?!"

"Oh yeah, this is a secret." Luffy added.

"WHAAAAAAAT?!"

Was would be the correct term, but you understand more on why the marines wanted to publicly execute him. Like they did with his father. You scowled at the thought that marines seems to think a crime of being born from a pirate is a great one. Your eyes darkened as your mind went back to what you learned.

"If it weren't for Garp the Hero, you wouldn't have even gotten close to being a marine Silver Blood...!"

You spoke up before your mind went to the dark abyss once more.

"This explains on why they wanted to publicly execute him. In the most morbid of terms, the apple does not fall far from the tree."

"You would've ended up the same way (Y/N)-san," Jimbei replied causing you to look over at him,"if it weren't for your belief in Luffy-kun coming to Impel Down, they would've executed you two months after Ace."

Luffy whirled at you in shock. "They were planning to execute you too (Y/N)?!" You smirked in amusement.

"Key word: planning. Obviously it won't happen now." A question then formed in your head as you turned to Luffy. "Which reminds me. Luffy, was Hancock the one that helped you to come to Impel Down?"

Luffy grinned and nodded.

"She's the one that helped me come there and get in. I really owe Hancock for that!"

You tilted your head. "Odd...she has a strong hate for men you know. So I'm kinda shocked that she was willing." Luffy told you that Hancock was super nice, even sneaking in a bunch of food in when they were in a marine ship to Impel Down.

More question marks appeared on your head.

"The hell? Did she somehow fall for your charm Luffy?" You said bewildered.

"What charm?" The prisoners dead panned as they looked at the laughing Straw Hat.

"Yeah! I thought she was bad at first but she really isn't (Y/N)!"

You grunted, muttering a "Yeah right."

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You were aware of Luffy's father, but not Ace's. There's no way Garp would've told you that, even if he did see you as a granddaughter. You didn't personally know Luffy and Ace when they were young either so...

Yeah.

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Main Pairings 
Shanks: 27
Mihawk:37
Crocodile:15
Doflamingo: 18
Smoker: 21
Lucci: 17

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 2
Buggy: 5

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 76: Let's Ride This Wave

Summary:

Ooo~

A TSUNAMI RIDE!

Let's look at what it entails~

Luffy and Co. Land on Marineford: https://youtu.be/uVboAzG770s

Chapter Text

The sea's currents suddenly got stronger, causing the ship to go faster, you tensed in preparation. A large shadow sent over the ship, causing you to curse as you turned around. The prisoners started to panic as you continued to curse to yourself.

"Shit...I don't think I can slash that." You said with a mock frown.

"Why would you think you could anyway?!" The prisoners exclaimed at you as Luffy said to Jimbei they have to do something, not liking being taken down by a mere tsunami before arriving to the battlefield.

You then saying it was alright, the prisoners exclaiming loudly that of course an insane person like you would say that.

"No. If we just ride the tsunami, we'll be alright." Jimbei nodded and commanding for them to pull the sails, but the prisoners didn't seem to understand.

"Shouldn't we get away?!"

"What are you saying you ass?! We have to get away!" Buggy exclaimed, in full panic mode as well. You would've laughed if the situation wasn't so serious. They had fruit users on this ship and it was needed to arrive at Marineford.

"Buggy, it's going to be alright. Calm down." Buggy turned towards you.

"We're going to die! What do you mean calm down?!" You frowned as you looked over at him, saying your next few words slowly. "Have any of you never gotten caught at a tsunami before? They're all around the New World in my travels, and I've lived through them. We're going to be okay if we follow Jimbei's orders and ride directly at the wave." This made Buggy's shoulders less tense at your words, as he blinked in understanding and felt lighter. Like he trusted you. But the others still had their doubts.

"We have to jump overboard!"

"Help! Help!"

"How long have you guys been pirates?" Crocodile questioned, annoyed as he sat over the railing with crossed arms and legs smoke coming out of his cigar. "Are you all amateurs? Gin Chi is correct, if we turn around now, we'll take the wave on the side of the ship and capsize." The prisoners paled at the thought as Crocodile looked down at them in irritation.
"We have no other option." He finished, Jimbei pushing away Buggy as he said that they were correct and told them to hold onto something as they ride the wave.

You glanced around to see the best spot to ride, feeling adrenaline rush through you in anticipation. "Silver Blood." A low voice interjected from above, your eyes narrowed as you looked up at Crocodile. "Come." He ordered.

"I'm still upset at what you did. There shouldn't be any valid reason for why you did it either."

Crocodile openly showed his irritation through his voice, "I do not like repeating myself."

You huffed at his attitude, but nonetheless went by him to hold onto the railing. You looked over at him with a small glare and a blush.

"You better not complain when I start laughing like a maniac once the ride starts then."

Crocodile rose an eyebrow but made no comment besides repeating a word in curiosity.

"Ride...?" He echoed as they went up the wave, their shoulders touching as you started to laugh at the feeling on your stomach as they went up while the others screamed for their lives. When you continued to laugh beside him, Crocodile glanced at you.

"You weren't lying about laughing like an idiot."

You turned to him, offended.

"I never called myself an idiot Croc-y!"

As they were about to get to the best part, it stopped.

You frowned as you looked at the frozen wave below the ship, disappointed. The others asked on what happened, you replying quietly this must be Admiral Aokiji-San. As you glanced around, and jumped off the ship to see below, Crocodile was beside you doing the same thing.

"Look down. You can see what's going on." Crocodile announced, his eyes seeming to casually scan the area way below them. You doing the same thing as you tried to spot the top people on your list you have to confront. Ivankov and Jimbei next to the both of them, also looking down and making their own comments.

"Yeah...definitely Aokiji-San." You repeated as you looked over and found the ice admiral below.

Crocodile glanced down at you.

"That's the first time I've heard you be respectful to someone's name." You looked up at him, eyes still narrowed because you were still annoyed by him.

"That's cause out of all the powerful marines, Aokiji-San is the coolest...no pun intended."

Luffy then announced loudly that they need to get off the wave, by sliding down, believing that if everyone works together it will work. You got back onto the ship at this point as you looked at Luffy proudly. "Nice Luffy!" You praised, a hand on Karasu's hilt in preparation of his plan. It was then the Transponder Snail rang.

"Attention all ships and soldiers! The target is TOTTZ. Change the line and make the shift to operation 3." Your eyes widened in shock at the information, your gut dropping. "Advance the preparation!" Preparation? With TOTTZ? "When you are all set, we move the schedule forward and execute Ace immediately." You snapped into action.

"We have to go. NOW!" You said, quickly jumping up to descend to the ice and taking Karasu out of your hilt. The others quickly following suit with some mild confusion from how panicked they saw the normally casually and perhaps insane Silver Blood. You sliced with Karasu, as Crocodile, Luffy, Buggy, Jimbei, and Ivankov used their own legs or arms to break the ice. The ice slowly cracked, but you made a mistake on which side it was.

"Oops." Buggy whirled on you immediately.

"You went to the wrong side!"

You frowned as the ice quickly began to crack. "You didn't have to follow me."

"You seemed to know what you were doing!" Buggy and Ivankov yelled out. They were soon free falling as you tried to answer back only to yell in alarm.

"We all overdid it!"

"It's his winks fault." Crocodile commented in irritation with crossed arms as he fell.

"Don't blame me Croco-boy! Blame Silver-chan!" Ivankov argued, a tick mark formed on his temple.

"Doesn't matter, we're all going to die! It's solid ice below us!" Buggy shrieked, arms waving.

"Aaaaaaa... Oh! I'm made of rubber so I'm going to be fine!" Luffy yelled with a sparkling casual grin.

"Ahahahahaha!! This is better than the tsunami!" You laughed with closed eyes as you let your body fall with your limbs spread out.

"This isn't funny! All of you are insane!!" Mr.3 cried out, tears going down his face.

"I do not wish to die like this! Somebody stop us~~~!!" Ivankov pleaded, as everyone was quickly going to meet their fate below them.

"Dammit...! Why did I listen to you?!" Buggy exclaimed, scolding himself on why he listened to Silver Blood (Y/N) when you appear so crazy. But...you're so nice and trusting, of course he listened. Buggy blushed, and just started yelling again for his life to try to hide his embarrassment.

You and Luffy looked down below, you with an excited confident grin and Luffy with a determined scowl.

"ACE!"

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:D

Marineford Arc, officially starts!

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Main Pairings 
Shanks: 28
Mihawk:37
Crocodile:15
Doflamingo: 18
Smoker: 21
Lucci: 17

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 2
Buggy: 5

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 77: Concern

Summary:

You confess on how you feel about the Croc.

Notes:

https://youtu.be/Dxk9OsketAk

Chapter Text

You stopped laughing as you saw the water growing closer and closer below them, you tried to correct yourself with Geppo so you weren't falling headfirst, but then decided against it as you thought about Crocodile and Luffy.

'They're Devil Fruit users, they'll drown!' You thought in remembrance with a frown. You quickly adjusted your swords on your waist and back and made the straps tighten against your body more. In order for your swords to not accidentally get out from their sheaths and sink to the ocean floor.

You were met immediately with water once you crashed fully down in a dive. Your eyes sook out Crocodile and Luffy as priority, spotting them sink down like rocks with Jimbei trying to swim after them. You went over to help and assist, Jimbei able to get Buggy and Luffy so you quickly dove down to get both Crocodile's and Mr. 1's arms and heaved them up with you as you quickly used Geppo to get some air.

You gasped when you reached the surface, making sure Crocodile's and Mr. 1's head were above the water as you swam towards the now wrecked ship to lay them down. Once you succeeded, you coughed out some water that managed to get in your lungs.

"Ack...disgusting." You breathed, trying to get some of your breath back. You have to admit, the weight of your sword plus fully grown men taller then you packed with muscle while trying to drag them up from underwater was difficult. You're lucky you knew Geppo and Haki. As well as fortunate that you've been training ever since you were a little girl, no more than seven.  You looked over at the unconscious men in worry, them not waking up yet. You leaned over Crocodile to get a better look at him in mild concern.

"Oi, Crocy. Wake up." You said, him giving no response. You were slightly panicking for your friend now as you leaned over at him more, shaking his shoulder slightly. "Crocodile. Oi. We're here." You frowned when he didn't move, but immediately brightened when you spotted his mouth twitch. You were going to sigh in relief until three marines tried to sneak up on you, you quickly glanced over at them with a glare and a flare of Conqueror's Haki causing them to faint. You glanced back at Crocodile to see him slowly coming to, a grin forming on your features as you sat beside his body with your hand still on his shoulder.

"Ah! You woke up, took you forever to." You said with bright eyes as his silver eyes moved towards you.

"I understood you said you were upset with me." Your brows furrowed.

"What does that have to do with anything? I'm not so petty about an argument to not save the people I care about." You replied truthfully. Crocodile's face seemed to smooth out slightly as a thin smirk rose on his lips.

"I wasn't aware you saw me as such, Gin Chi." You slightly blushed but nonetheless answered him honestly as best as you could.

"If I didn't see you as such, I would've kicked your butt already. Although, there are times when I still want to. Still, I do not." Crocodile's gaze suddenly became intense as he looked up towards your face.

"Come closer, Silver Blood."

You raised an eyebrow in question, but leaned closer nonetheless.

"What's wrong—?" He used his hooked arm to lift himself up slightly as he grabbed your chin with his right hand, his silver eyes looking at your (e/c) ones.

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X3

Ooo~ la~ la~

What are you doing there Crocodile~?
>.<
(( Characters in this story will sometimes go from  calling you Gin Chi to Silver Blood, so don't mind it when others do that))
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Main Pairings 
Shanks: 28
Mihawk:39
Crocodile:15
Doflamingo: 18
Smoker: 21
Lucci: 17

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 2
Buggy: 5

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 78: Kiss

Summary:

So hot.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

"What's wrong—?" He used his hooked arm to lift himself up slightly as he grabbed your chin with his right hand, his silver eyes looking at your (e/c) ones.

"I shall be taking your thanks now, and you must keep eye contact with me." He rumbled lowly as he leaned in as you blushed heavily and started to stutter slightly. "N-no lips." You repeated from earlier as you looked at his pale, scarred but handsome face mere inches from yours. You can feel his body heat warming you up even more then from your own, causing it to feel like you were very, very hot.

Crocodile hummed in recognition of your statement as his heavy lidded eyes scanned your face, seeming to find his mark. He began to lean in slowly, teasingly as he never strayed his eyes from yours. "Don't you dare look away, Gin Chi (Y/N)." He said, his breath fanning your face with his deep voice. Your eyes widened in shock at him as he said your name, causing him to finally place his lips on your jawline. You jolted but tried to keep your eyes on him as he did to you, as he kissed along your jawline. You unconsciously tightened your right hand onto his coat as you held back a shudder and closing your eyes. But you felt Crocodile's smirk against your skin so maybe your body was being stupid.

The kiss...even if it wasn't on the lips, was intense.

Crocodile's lips dipped lower as he gave little nips along the way down to your collarbone. His big hand still cupping your chin to hold you in place as he slowly went back up, the surprising way he was gentle tickled your skin and made you want to lean in. But you resisted the urge, as Crocodile went back up to his starting point. His silver eyes more intense then before and seemed like they were glazed over in an emotion you cannot place. He gave one last nip to your jaw before leaning back, licking his lips slightly as he released you from his hold.

You immediately looked down to your lap and released his coat from your hold, your whole face red and body hot from the experience.

This kiss, was definitely more different than the other kisses you've received. Doflamingo had a habit to lick and kiss your neck, but you immediately pushed him back in retaliation at his behavior. And although Mihawk's kisses to your hands and your arms also made you shudder, Crocodile's was different.

Perhaps it was because you never released eye contact with him like he commanded. Or how you allowed him to do what he wanted within certain limits because it was to show your thanks. Either way, you felt odd as your heart thudded against your chest erratically.

"I suppose I should give my thanks to you for stopping me and Mr. 1 from sinking to the sea." Crocodile spoke, his voice heavy with emotion, making you glance up curiously. Only to widen your eyes at the rare soft look he had within his face, which quickly turned arrogant. "But perhaps that shall be another day." He said, fully standing up with a hand out towards you to assist you. You looked at it briefly and then took it as he helped you up, his touch seeming to linger a little longer before letting go.

Your red face turned to a scowl.

"I thought I told you it was only one kiss when we were in Impel Down."

"It was," Crocodile smirked down at you," just a long drawn out one."

You were silent for a moment and then muttered to yourself on how manipulating 'Croc-y' was.

You blinked and got out from your flustered state as you turned towards Crocodile with total seriousness.

"Are you still going after Whitebeard?" Crocodile furrowed his brows and scoffed.

"Do not ask questions you already know the answer to Silver Blood."

Your own brows furrowed as you touched the hilt of your sword, Karasu, a frown marred on your face as you thought back at what you heard in the ship.

"I gotta warn him about what I learned from the codes on the ship."

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Moving on...

Mmm~

Did it get hot in here, or is it just me? X3

ANYWAYS! In all seriousness, the war shall now start with the new arrival of allies that came from Impel Down.

Will your presence cause something different?

Will another better outcome happen?

Or, will you make it worse?

Find out! Next time on Strong! XD

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Main Pairings 
Shanks: 28
Mihawk:39
Crocodile:15
Doflamingo: 18
Smoker: 21
Lucci: 17

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 2
Buggy: 5

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Chapter 79: Demons, Mafia, and Gangs

Summary:

What is this?

I don't know, but here's music for the background.

https://youtu.be/7kXymUx63rM

Chapter Text

A.K.A The AU no one asked for.
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Beep Beep Beep

You grunted and reached out a fist, promptly smashing the alarm clock as you rose up from your bed with a yawn and rubbing your eyes with your other hand. You looked over to your other hand and groaned.

"Great...another one. Smoker is going to kill me," you said as you stood from your bed and stretched, cracking your shoulders and neck as you picked up the dented alarm. Probably the twelfth broken alarm since you've stayed in Smoker's  house.

"What time is it anyways—" Your eyes widened as you dropped the alarm, and quickly ran to put some clothes on as you fell down the stairs to get to the kitchen. Making a pained 
yelp out of your lips, but with no visible injuries on your person.

"7:15 AM?! This is my first day, and already Smoker is going to kill me!" You yelled out, trying to put on your school uniform as you messily tried to find some breakfast. This was truly a horrible and troublesome situation for you. You transferred to this new high school called 'New World', since you got kicked out from your previous one.

Which made sense.

You had your own gang after all, running amuck in that neighborhood with your gang, causing trouble to everyone.

But not only that, it was because of your strange condition that caused your blood to have a tiny of silver in it. Making every student and classmate around you call you a monster, for your abnormal strength and your condition. It was okay. Even though you don't have friends besides your gang, it was always okay. When the school had enough of you—teachers and students—they kicked you out. It didn't help you didn't really have a home anymore, both of your parents dead a few months back. Thankfully, your best friend has his own place, and suggested for you stay here.

Smoker was the best.

But he had a temper.

He also went to your school, but only for the Night Class since he worked in the day to pay for the house. You were hoping you would have a class with him, but when you found that information out, you did your best to hide your hurt with a carefree smile.

You can make new friends on your own.

But you gotta make it on time to make a good impression. So you ran out the door with a piece of toast in your mouth while trying to button your blouse with one hand, and zipping up your pants the next.

"SHIIIIIIIIIIIIT! PLEASE HAVE ME MAKE IT ON TIME!" You shouted, quickly dashing past unsuspecting citizens who blinked and wondered what caused this cloud of smoke next to them.

A post it note laid within the house untouched on the kitchen counter, reading:

'Good luck on your first day, (Y/N). Try to make some friends, but stay away from your English teacher. He's bad news. -Smoker'

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Doflamingo was having the time of his life. He grinned as he dodged a hook in the middle of a street, all humans already gone from the area. Knowing to not mess with these 'men', who were famous for being known in the mafia business. Specifically, two heads of two different Mafia families.

Doflamingo whipped his hand out, and moved a finger down, only for the other man he was fighting to dodge backwards. Causing him to land a few feet away from his grinning self, while his favorite playmate with a hook looked heavily annoyed.

"Aw, what's wrong Croco-man? Irritated you can't get a hit in?" Doflamingo teased, but good 'ol Crocodile just inhaled his cigar calmly with eyes tightly closed. Suggesting that the man was indeed irritated.

"I'm just irritated you have the nerve to be in my territory once again today," Crocodile replied sharply, silver eyes opening and narrowing at him, "You seem to want to die early flamingo, you usually prefer to hinder myself and subordinates during the night where we thrive. Starting to grow bored from annoying me?"

Doflamingo actually didn't know himself.

He for some reason did not want to rest his eyes earlier, for beings like him don't really need to sleep. The blond bespectacled man felt that something would happen today, something interesting. Something that can possibly make this boring mundane life with the same routine unique. So he went out, decided to see if it was something to do with Crocodile or anywhere really. Ignoring his servant's and subordinates question and pleas for him to return to his humble abode.

He still feels it. But perhaps he was wrong.

Doflamingo internally frowned at the thought, but gave a mocking grin towards his rival.

"Grow bored from you Croco-man? Why, never! Fufufufu~," He laughed with his hand out in the ready, "You're too much fun. Just wanted to change things up a bit."

Crocodile hmphed, smoke curling in the air from the cigar between his teeth.

"I don't believe you. But," Crocodile prepared an attack of his own, his lower body turning into what seemed to be sand and had his hook on the ready, "I'm going to have to teach you another lesson about keeping away from my territory. Prepare yourself flamingo."

"Fufufu~, come at me Croco-man." And so with a jump, his hand out in the ready with a grin with Crocodile giving a jump of his own with his hook above ready to slash downwards. Not noticing a trail of smoke next to them who gave a shout of alarm.

"Woah!"

Doflamingo blinked. And looked up to find the reason why his hand suddenly stopped and why Crocodile wasn't attacking him with his hook. While noticing Crocodile looking down as well.

They both saw a girl, a human girl, in between them in an odd crouch. One hand was around his own wrist, which explained why his attack stopped, while her foot was against the sand man's hook and was keeping it in place.

"..." For the first time in what Doflamingo believed to be in years, maybe ever, he was in a stunned silence as he looked down at the human with a curious frown. He noticed Crocodile narrowing his eyes quickly, to hide his surprise and their wide-eyed look before. They must have both thought the same thing.

'This human girl, stopped our attack?'

The girl quickly jumped away from her position between them, and just started running once more but not before turning her head and raising her arm in a wave, "You guys shouldn't be street fighting in the middle of the street! Be careful next time!" And with that, she turned her head back around, seeming to run faster then before. But Doflamingo didn't miss how her hand that was up in a wave was shaking, nor how her one leg couldn't keep up with the other.

Doflamingo glanced at Crocodile, seeing how his eyes were still on the girl. He didn't miss it either. Doflamingo looked at his wrist that was stopped by the human, noticing it was pink but quickly fading from her vice grip. Doflamingo slowly grinned, and put his hand to a fist as he began to shake in excitement.

Yes.

Yes!

This is what he was searching for! This change! This feeling of excitement mixed with curiosity!

This is wondrous.

He didn't even notice he was laughing to himself before Crocodile scowled at him.

"Stop laughing. This...she was a human. She stopped both of our attacks." Crocodile observed, but Doflamingo noticed how the scarred man had an interested tone. Also filled with curiosity, just like what he was filled with. Except for the eager glee part that he was feeling. "That girl...is not normal. I haven't seen her before either." Crocodile continued, taking an inhale of his cigar and pulling it away from his mouth. Glancing down at his hook, that didn't have a dent in it from what Doflamingo saw, so the girl wasn't that powerful. Still...

Doflamingo laughed.

"This is perfect! Don't you think Croco-man? Finally something different in this boring old world!" He raised his arms dramatically in the air, while Crocodile just looked at him blankly. "This is truly wonderful..."

Crocodile furrowed his brows at him, putting his cigar back between his mouth as he looked at him knowingly.

"Ah...so you were bored you annoying flamingo. No wonder you were acting strange," Crocodile moved his eyes up towards the sky, closing them, "...I was also growing tiresome of this routine. Perhaps something will change in this town..."

Doflamingo jumped, and quickly put his arm around the sand man's shoulder while ignoring his growl at him in warning.

"Ah, yes! You get it ol' Croco! I wonder who will see that mysterious girl first, hm~?"

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You were cursing as you ran, a limp in your step. Moving past the civilians in the very busy district that held your school, New World. Muttering 'Excuse me's' quickly, and then started cursing again.

"Damn it! I'm really going to be late! What were those old guys?!" You yelled to yourself, ignoring how some random people looked at you sideways in concern. Your irritated angry expression then formed into a serious frown.

'Seriously, those men were strong,' you brought your shaking hand up to your face, trying to clench it only to grimace as you ran, 'I've never met people that could do this to me before. They're strength was monstrous as my own. Maybe even more...'

Your brows then furrowed, sweat going down your temple at your next thought instead of the hardcore running you've been doing.

'They also dressed like weirdos too. Are those the Mafia guys Smoker warned me about when I first came here?' You thought, remembering how serious Smoker was on you staying away from strange looking guys in the streets. Saying that this town has a Mafia and gang problem and you shouldn't be involved in those kinds of things again. You were kinda sad at his rule, but you didn't mind it. Your gang back in Grand Line town would always be your only gang. Your thoughts then went to your number one rival gang, specifically the leader.

'I wonder if he's having fun without me,' You smirked, 'Nah. ' Your eyes then brightened when you saw the large and impressive school gates and noticed a security guard by the gate. You stopped your running feet and cursed.

"Shit...how am I supposed to go in now?" Your eyes scanned the area, trying to asses how you're going to get in. You grinned when you saw a tree with branches next to the brick wall that surrounded the school, it was out of the security's line of sight so it was perfect. You went towards the tree and climbed, not caring about how some leaves got stuck between your hair. Once you reached to the point where you think you can jump down from the branch you were on to the other side of the school, you did. While taking the branch with you and causing it to fall on your head.

"Ouch!" You clutched your head in pain and looked at the branch in a glare. "Shitty branch! You managed to bruise my head." Your eyes turned wide. "GAH! IM LATE!" So you got up from your fallen position and sped through the front doors trying to find your class. Man, you can make it! You can still make it to your first class! You're going to do it this year! You're going to make a fresh start and new friends.You're going to actually try in school without any fights or skipping too. No more dirty looks from student's and teachers alike.

No more.

Your eyes turned determined as you slowed your pace to try to find your classroom.

'2B...2B...2B... AHA!' You grinned once you found it, and without thinking you slammed the door open.

Only to see a suited chest standing in front of the now open door, the student's in the room looking at the scene with wide eyes. You sweatdropped. You really need to learn how to think things through a little bit more. Just doing what you feel is right is going to get you in trouble one day.

"Ah, (Y/N)-san I presume?"

Yeah, you're screwed.

You then began to analyze the teacher before you, trying to see if he would be one of those stiff-assed teachers that always seemed to have a dirty scowl or remark thrown towards you in disgust back in your old school. But...he doesn't seem like them. He's young looking. Probably high 20s. And...he has the reddest and brightest hair you've ever seen.

You nodded at his question. "Yeah, sorry about being late...Shanks-sensei?"

The man nodded with a close eyed grin and laughed.

"Dahaha! You can call me Shanks if you want. I don't really like formalities. But whatever works for you is fine with me!"

Your brows furrowed at the man in mild confusion. He's different. You returned his grin with a smile. A good different.

You have a feeling you've found you're favorite teacher.

Shanks moved back and motioned for you to come into the room, as well as putting you in front of the classroom for you to introduce yourself and say what you like since everybody else has done it already. You decided to just go for it.

"Yo! I'm (Y/N) Karasu, and I moved from Grand Line town. I like..." You stopped yourself from saying fighting and had to pause for a moment. Do you like anything else besides fighting? You've never had any other hobbies besides that...Eh, you'll just say something normal. You want a fresh new start after all! Gotta make some friends!

"Protecting my friends! I'll do anything for them."

You didn't notice Shanks' eyes flashing when you spoke your name, but you did see his wide grin as he clapped you on the shoulder.

"Woah! You've got some spunk, keep that up. But this is the last time you're going to be late alright? I'll let this one time slide for you." You blinked and then gave a grin. Yeah, favorite teacher alright. And score! He's your homeroom teacher too! Shanks then told you to sit by the only open seat available, which was in the back by the window. As he then turned to the chalkboard and began writing on it with a cheerful hum.

You were walking, feeling pumped about the new year and actually paying attention in school and making new friends and—

"It's her. The monster with silver blood."

Your eyes darkened, your enthusiasm immediately drilling away from your thoughts as soft whispers went around the room as you walked to your seat.

"I've seen her before, fighting with her little gang of delinquents like she was a Yankee. Completely crushing her opponents with just a split lip. "

"You saw her bleed? So, is it true?"

"Yes. When I got closer, I saw her blood have a silver tint in it. Like—like she was an alien or something."

Without anyone's notice, Shanks eyes hardened, the chalk in his hand breaking as an unreadable look crosses upon his face.

"And now we have her as a classmate?"

"Oh my God..."

"We just have to stay away from her. Won't be hard I think, she's a delinquent. She'll probably just skip all her classes without even learning anything."

"Probably fail all her exams too...her old school must've hated her."

By this point, you already sat down, your head lowered with clenched fists on your lap. You knew it... somewhere in the back of your mind, you knew it. And that voice rose once again, the one who knew this would happen.

'I told you,' a dark voice in your head said mockingly, 'these people, these weaklings would never accept you. You're different. Have you seen your blood?'

For once, you stayed silent as the voice continued, telling you that you should just beat them all up. Teach them a lesson. Show them to not speak of you with their gossiping and ignorant mouths. You bit your lip as the voice continued, as well as the whispers around you getting louder and louder. You were about to just stand up abruptly and pound your fist on the desk to shut them up, until someone beat you to it.

Slam

You and your classmate's eyes widened, focusing on the hunched form of their teacher with his fist on his desk and his face hidden behind his red hair. Then, he looked up, a calm smile on his face that somehow brought shivers to your spine.

'He...what is this? It's like there's this force trying to lower or weaken me...my chest even feels tight...'

The dark voice in your head even seemed to recoil, and spoke tightly.

'Damn it! This man...! No...not a man...that power does not belong to a mere man.'

The voice then went silent, retreating back into the recesses of your mind while you were left confused and bewildered. What did that voice mean? Your narrowed gaze then turned towards your classmate's, causing your eyes to widen once again.

They were shuddering.

What?

Your eyes turned towards the teacher, his eyes now closed but still with that smile on his face.

"Now that everyone seems to have quieted down," the suffocating force suddenly lifted from your body, you noticing the student's bodies not shivering as feared looks went about, "I shall now begin the lesson." Shanks opened his eyes, his brown eyes seeming to flash with that smile still on his face. "Perhaps from everyone's looks, I hope that everyone here now knows it's rude to gossip." With that, he turned back to the chalkboard and began talking like everything was normal. But those words repeated constantly in your head, that you couldn't control when your jaw slacked.

...he did all that to defend you? When he doesn't even know you?

A warm feeling began on your chest, and you didn't even notice the smile on your lips as you looked at your teacher.

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You began to gradually grow closer to your homeroom and English teacher, Shanks. Closer then anyone else. He was your only friend in this school... you did not tell this to Smoker however. When he asked if you made any new friends, you just gave him a wide(fake) smile that you made tons and they're all so nice. Better then the other school. Smoker looked at you oddly but did not question you further, which you were grateful for.

You despised lying to him. He was Smoker, the closest person you have who knows you and you know him. But...you did not want him to worry. That every day, outside of Shanks' classroom, everyone would give you the dirtiest of looks. How their words filled with spite and fear travelled across the school, the teachers doing nothing about it. It seemed Shanks was unaware of how the whole school treated you, for he did not speak one word about it.

From your time knowing him the past few weeks, you knew he was a man to defend and protect. Although, realistically, you don't need it. You can kick everybody's ass here in this school, but you're not like that. As long as you continue ignoring everybody else but Shanks, you'll manage.

Which is what you're doing right now, as you laid on the ground of the roof of the grand school. You gazed at the clouds in silence, one leg bent while your arms were crossed on your chest. You're skipping one of your classes right now, which is your only escape. You skip every class except English with Shanks to not disappoint him. As well as just to see him, cause you've been beginning to feel warm as you listened to him talk or have his eyes on you. This was so you won't be able to see everybody's hate filled looks or harsh whispers of how you were a 'monster'. Just because your blood looks different to everybody else's. You rose a hand up to the sky, looking at it with a frown. You brought your thumb up to your lips and bit down, releasing your hold of your finger as you looked at the blood seeping out from the small cut.

Silver.

You can see the hints of silver in your red blood, and the voice in your head decided to speak.

'You're different from everyone else. Don't you see? They're right. You are a monster. But a strong one. Don't you hate it when their filthy eyes look at you like you're dirt? Like you aren't the superior one? They're weak,' the voice hissed, and continued despite how your eyes began to narrow with your hand tightening, 'Why don't you shut their pathetic human mouths up? Teach them a lesson. They deserve it!'

You frowned, eyes tight.

'But...maybe I can show them I'm as human as them. I haven't fought anyone yet after all. I...can still get friends.' You answered back in your head. You can feel and practically see how the voice is sneering at you right now.

'Don't be ridiculous! Humans like them would never accept someone like you," you flinched at this, but the voice continued, 'You can never be friends with mere humans! They will always despise you! So just despise them back!'

'...Smoker is my friend. Shanks is my friend too, he lets me stay after school with him to understand my other classes better.' The voice turned silent at this, and you thought that it was over and done with, until the voice spoke again once more. Leaving you frozen.

'Foolish youngling. They just pity you.' With that, the voice went back into the deep part of your mind, leaving you alone with tight dark eyes and clenched fists.

Damn it...

Damn it.

Damn it!

It can't be true! Smoker isn't like that! And Shanks doesn't seem like that either!

It's not true!

"(Y/N)-san...are you okay?"

You widened your eyes, sat up and turned your head to see a concerned looking Shanks a few feet away from you. His warm autumn eyes narrowed and drew closer to you, him now directly above you.

Is he looking at me in pity...? No...he's not like that. He's not! He's a good teacher! He's your friend!

"(Y/N). What happened?"

You didn't notice your name being called so informally, and tried to put on a smile, to show him you were okay. But even you felt how shaky it was, so you spoke.

"Yeah, of course Shanks-sensei. Why wouldn't I be?" You questioned, looking up at him casually. Trying to ignore your self-conscious thoughts on why Shanks was so nice to you, that everything he does is out of pity for you. You saw his frown, and he crouched down next to your form, the both of you now face to face.

"Then why are you crying?"

'Wha...' you touched your cheek with a hand, feeling it's wetness. You...were crying?

"I..." you thought about everyone's cruel words to you, how you'll never get a friend your own age. How...how you're just a monster. You tried to withhold a sob, and failed. You brought your hands up to your face to try to clear the tears off your face, and try to make it stop.

You truly are pitiful.

Your head was grabbed, your face now on something warm and hard with your eyes widened. Shanks held the back of your head, eyes unreadable as he held you gently against his chest. So gently. So warm.

"People can be cruel. Just know this (Y/N), you're never alone." Shanks soothing voice spoke next to your ear, voice soft and gentle as he held you.

You broke into another sob at his kindness, crying harder. But the warmness in your chest grew at his words, feeling lighter. And you finally knew what these feelings meant. You could not regret them either

For your teacher is too kind to not love.

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"The students aren't learning how to control their abilities once they turn of age, the number of incidents has been increasing. We are clearly doing something wrong."

"Hmph! Why am I even here in the first place? As long as they learn the importance of my beauty-I mean love and mating, I can care less on what they do."

"You clearly hold yourself quite high Boa Hancock-sama. These younglings need to learn to control themselves and their inner demons so they don't harm the humans of this world. If not, the importance of this school will prove meaningless."

"It's not just that, the student's have begun turning on each other...just because of the type of demon or creature they are. If we turn even on ourselves, how are we ever going to make peace with the humans?"

"Hmmmm...this is quite troublesome...Shanks-sama, what do you think?"

Shanks snapped out of his stupor and looked around him, seeing eyes filled with concern or confusion within a large meeting room in the New World High School. It seems everyone is expecting him to say something but his mind was still wrapped around one particular special student of his from the Day Class, one he has been watching and growing to care for...

His face turned sheepish, him scratching the back of his neck.

"Eh, sorry Garp-sama. My mind was elsewhere."

Garp's temple grew a vein, "How many times do I have to tell you Akagami no Kyuubi ?! That you put 'sama' in my name—wait." Garp stopped short and looked at the red hair oddly. The others in the room doing the same, some with looks of suspicion.

"Akagami no Kyuubi," the deep baritone of his rival as well as longtime friend spoke from
his spot in the table, golden eyes analyzing him, "You're acting odder then usual. Have something in your mind?"

Shanks sheepish look went away, a neutral expression now in place. He's been thinking about something for awhile, perhaps he can bring it up here? Shanks straightened himself in his seat, arms crossed on the table as his eyes met everyone's in the room.

"I've been thinking..." Hancock snorted, muttering a 'for once' under her breath but Shanks continued without falter, "That maybe we should also focus on half-blood's and let them join the school."

Wide eyes looked at him, few even drew a breath. Garp's eyes narrowed, and opened his mouth but the whale shark demon, Jimbei, beat him to it.

"Half-blood's? Shanks-sama, you already are aware our stance with them. We let them be and live their life blissfully unaware of who they are and if we're lucky, we won't have to deal with the ones who let their inner demon free once they turn of age." Jimbei informed, tone professional but he could hear the mild confusion within the fish type demon as well.

Sengoku, Garp's advisor as well as comrade and ape demon, nodded next to his longtime friend in accordance to Jimbei's words.

"And those ones who have gone wild because of their demon, we terminate them so they do not harm anyone. Human or not." Sengoku rose a brow at him, "what's brought this on?"

Shanks felt everyone's eyes on him once again, but his eyes did not turn away, silently focusing on the head of this little group which was Garp.

"You guys are aware I also work for the Day Class yes?" They nodded, with his rival commenting that he never knew the red hair's reasoning on why he works day and night. "Well...I've noticed one of my students in my class is different. And because they are different, they're being prejudiced against."

Golden eyes looked at him, "What does that have to do with half-blood's? Unless..."

Shanks nodded at Mihawk's slow understanding. "They're a half-blood. I know." Shanks looked at Garp, eyes serious with lips bordering onto a frown. Garp did a motion of his hand for him to continue, and to elaborate on how exactly he holds this knowledge.

"Her surname, it's Karasu. (Y/N) Karasu."

Gasps and widening of eyes went around the room, a visibly shock Garp with an open mouth was what Shanks was faced with and he waited patiently for someone to say something.

"Karasu?! Like Silver Karasu?!" Sengoku questioned, surprised.

"A half-blood no less...there were rumors and talk that he's been with a human woman the past few years..." Hancock informed, tapping her finger against the table with narrowed eyes.

"Yes," Shanks confirmed, "and from what I've seen and observed, this will bring us closer to both humans and demons with a half-blood in the Night Class. At least let us bring her to start this relationship. Half-blood's have been shown too much hate from both races, we need to change—"

"No."

Shanks blinked, looking at Garp whose face was grim. He frowned.

"What?" 

"I said," Garp stressed, "No. We will not have a half-blood in the Night Class. Much less the one you speak of. For you see, Silver Karasu and his lover both died not long ago." Another state of shock swept over the room, even Shanks was taken aback. Garp continued "I was friends with the man, and told me to have his daughter forever live like a human. That's what he wanted, and that's what shall happen." Garp's eye narrowed at Shanks when he was about to open his mouth.

"No, Akagami no Kyuubi. This is final. And if I hear or sense that either you or someone else in this room help awaken (Y/N)'s hidden demon side..." Garp's eyes flashed, red being seen within and his fists growing bigger, "They will face me."

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Before Shanks even knew it, the moment he saw (Y/N)'s bloody lips and scratches from a full on fight between a group of cowardly human boys who could not fight one on one after school, he knew he had to do something.

It only strengthens when you said these words:

"Sometimes I wish my life was different...that...people would just accept me for what I am...or just a life that isn't this," he saw your eyes water, and saw your fists tighten to hold back the tears against his desk as you sat on it with him doing the same next to you, "Not this constant everyday life, where people..." your eyes darkened, as well as your tone, "Humans treat me like I'm a monster. Like some sort of demon." Shanks turned his head more towards you at these words, his eyes flashing in set determination. "If I could, I'd choose a different life then this..." And before you even finished, Shanks already turned your head towards him and sealed your lips with a kiss.

He felt his fox ears pop up from his head, and his numerous tails coming out from his tailbone, and leaned back with a comforting smile. Your face was a pure red, eyes wide, which were now blinking scarlet rapidly instead of your (e/c) eyes.

"Wh-what?!" You stuttered, hands coming up on your face, seeming to feel the affects of what he did.

"Nice to see you aren't panicking to the point of screaming, that would've been bad." Shanks ears atop his head twitched, a grin on his face as he scratched his neck.

You looked at him, rolled back your eyes, and fainted.

Shanks blinked, and then panicked.

"Oh no! What did I do?!"

The door to his classroom slammed open, and an angry, familiar , patroller of the school, wolf demon came in with a scowl and growled.

"YOU DAMNED KYUUBI! WHAT DID YOU DO?!"

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I honestly don't know what this is. ^_^'
One day I thought of this AU in the back of my head as Silver Blood as the main character again.

I just thought it would interesting if there was an AU that was mixed with demons, gangs, and potentially, the mafia. So THIS came about in my mind.

XD

This would be like the first chapter of this weird AU, if I ever continued it. Which I'm not sure if I will. Still thinking about that.

 

 

Anyways, THANKS AGAIN FOR EVERYTHING!! XD AND I HOPE ALL OF YOU HAVE A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

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Chapter 80: Battle of Marineford

Summary:

You tell Ace with Luffy you'll save him.

And you tell Garp you demand answers.

Notes:

Opening for Marineford:

https://youtu.be/ntoB59VttFU

Chapter Text

Your ears then caught Luffy's voice calling for Ace, making your eyes widen as your mind cleared from what just happened and to push it in the back of your mind. You spotted Mr. 1 coming to as you announced you must help Luffy and ran towards him.

You stood by him as you spotted Ace, a proud smirk on your face as you spotted his disbelief as Luffy yelled his name once again. Luffy grinned and gave a childish laugh as you interjected.

"Aaaaaaaaace~!!" You called out with closed eyes, your smirk turning into a bright sunny smile. "I TOLD YOOOUUUUU!!!" You finished with a loud yell filled with a mixture of happiness and giddiness. Ace called out both their names in a mixture of shock and anger. Your eyes turned determined as you grabbed the hilt of your legendary sword Kuroi ten'nosabaki. Luffy doing the same as he clenched his fists.

"Ace! Hang on! We'll..." Footsteps came closer as you felt Crocodile come beside you. The marines below them were in a state of shock.

"H-Hold on, is that—?!"

"Crocodile!"

"No not just him, there's a whole lineup...!"

"Ooo~~~!! Such big names from both sides." Ivankov commented.

"World here I come!" Buggy said confidently with a jump.

Crocodile moved his gaze downward silently as you and Luffy combined their loud voices into one.

"Ace! We're coming to rescue you! ALL OF US ARE HERE FOR YOU!!" They yelled with determination and confidence in their gazes.

Sengoku looked in shock as he turned an angry gaze at Garp, yelling at him it was his family again. "Luffy! (Y/N)!" He yelled with his hands on his head.

"Look! It's not only Straw Hat! It's 'Ex-Marine Silver Blood (Y/N)' that was recently put into Impel Down!"

"It's also Jimbei and Ivankov from the Revolutionary army!"

"Behind them are many infamous pirates too! It's the escaped convicts from Impel Down!"

"Those two must be related, they never fail to impress. Mugiwara. Gin Chi (Y/N)." Mihawk said as he looked over at them, relieved that you managed to escape Impel Down.

"Mugiwara~!!" Gekko Moria called out angrily.

"Luffy~! I'm glad you are alright!" Boa Hancock said, but quickly noticed the brute next to him and an insult immediately formed on her lips. "What is that foolish animal thinks she's doing with my Luffy?!"

"He has brought some big faces..." Aokiji left the rest of his sentence blank as he thought on the circumstances on how Silver Blood was captured. Was it truly all him?

"Oh~? Didn't expect to see him so soon." Kizaru said as his brows lifted up in mock surprise. "Same thing can be said with Silver Blood however." Her execution was supposed to be after Ace's after all.

"Ah! It's (Y/N)! With who seems to be Ace's brother next to her." Marco said, acquainted with Ace's friend already from her once every few months visits.

Doflamingo laughed in delight.
"Ah~, my little marine! What a surprise! Bringing Crocodile-man back to the fray as well as another Warlord! Fufufufufufu!And the rookie everyone speaks of... 'Straw Hat'!"

Tashigi called out to Smoker for him to look, Smoker turning to see where she was directing as he nonchalantly hit the pirate attacking him away.

"Yeah... (Y/N) managed to escape..." Smoker said, relief coming through his voice. "But Straw Hat and Crocodile...why are they together?" He questioned to himself as sweat came down his brow, internally wondering the same about (Y/N).

"So that is him...grandson of Garp the Hero and son of Dragon...another pirate that needs to be eliminated today...Silver Blood seems to be eager for her death."
Akainu said ruthlessly.

Sengoku asked if this was Jimbei's answer, him replying with a firm yes. While Garp questioned on the alliance with all of them, certain that not all of them have the same objective.

You felt Crocodile shift next to you as he glanced back, you looking back in curiosity, your expression turning blank as you spotted Whitebeard's silhouette. You clenched your jaw, wanting to stop him but knowing it was impossible and for naught. You glanced away as you felt him quickly shift to sand, some of it touching your face as it went, causing it to twitch as you scratched it cause of how it tickled your face.

He did that on purpose, the bastard.

Everyone noticed his gone presence, but quickly spotted him heading towards Whitebeard. You frowned in thought as you saw Luffy quickly move into action, you following with Soryu to defend him and warn Whitebeard about what you heard.

Once Luffy kicked Crocodile away, you appeared next to Whitebeard who was looking at the boy's hat, commenting on it that it was from Shanks. Your eyes clenched but did nothing more at the mention of the Yonko's name, Whitebeard then proclaiming this isn't a playground. While Luffy just openly challenged Whitebeard, causing you to smirk in amusement. It was then that you finally interjected.

"Whitebeard, it's been awhile since the last time I saw you." Whitebeard glanced down at the famous woman pirate before him, giving her an "Ah, and how terrible for us to meet once again in these conditions." You nodded and turned your expression serious. "Whitebeard, we heard from the snail..."

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"You are positive? This is is not something I take lightly." You shook your head no.

"No. I recognize the codes, unless they've changed the meaning since the last few years, those codes means they have an infiltrator within the enemy as well as aiming for their ships. You." Luffy repeating that they had to prepare it though and they have to rescue Ace as soon as they can because of the change of schedule. Whitebeard looked down at the both of them, saying that they must remain calm for the marines were looking for chaos amongst the ranks. You nodded as you turned around to look over at Ace's execution platform, managing to spot Garp sitting beside him.

You breathed in calmly, your cap shadowing your eyes. Then you snapped to attention.

"GAAAAAAARP!" You called, your eyes dark with a mixture of emotions. Something that none of the people close to you missed, your body was rigged and your voice wavering slightly. Garp turned his gaze to you, noticing how you had your hand on top of your cap.

"Once I come over there...!" You took off your cap, in front of the thousands of pirates and marines who were aware of your care for the hat. Smoker widened his eyes on how you clenched your fist around your beloved cap that you haven't taken off since they were young marines together. You looked up at him, betrayal and anger in your eyes. "You're going to tell me if I ever got this cap with my own effort and not your own!!" You demanded.

Garp widened his eyes, as well as all the Admirals including Sengoku. All suspecting that you found out the truth somehow of your time being in the marines. Smoker however, was confused at your statement.

'(Y/N)....what's wrong? Why would you...?' Smoker glanced to the execution platform to see no one was questioning on what you were talking about, only Garp seeming to appear more grim. Smoker widened his eyes as he looked back at his best friend when they were younger.

'(Y/N)?'

You called out to Luffy for them to hurry and you'll back him up as long as you can along the way. You staring at the cap, and slowly putting it back on your head. You glanced back at Crocodile to give him a glance, him returning one of his own, then jumped off the ship with your buster sword ready and out. Luffy landing beside you as they both ran towards Ace.

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Battle start!

And the path of finding the truth shall now commence for you.

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Chapter 81: First Battle

Summary:

A person sees your back again, like always.

And Mingo wants some fun~

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

"Pinkie, MOVE." You commanded with your buster sword out in the ready as you faced the grinning Warlord.

"I'm hurt little marine~. I don't want to." Doflamingo replied, hands casually by his sides.

After you helped Luffy with Kizaru and announced to Ace they were coming as well as Smoker, the latter you having to cut away his jutte weapon in half and kicking him away with little amount of Haki for you did not want to hurt him. You grinned at him and greeted him.

"Smokey~! I would normally jump you in a hug, but I'm kinda busy at the moment. And you were attacking Luffy." Your grin then widened. "And I told you we would meet again."

Smoker scowled.

"I thought you were trying to say in the next life." Although your friends face said otherwise, he did not show real anger towards you from his tone of voice.

"I did," you replied sassily, "since I escaped 'Hell' I am in the next life." Smoker scoffed.

"Smartass..."

Hancock then came out of nowhere and wanted to kick your back, you easily blocking it with annoyance.

"The hell was that for?!" You yelled irritated.

"Don't be so close to Luffy you conniving brute of a woman!" You felt a tick mark on your face in anger, but Luffy interrupted.

"Hancock! (Y/N)'s my friend!" Luffy yelled out her name, which caused Hancock to blush and look at him shyly...? Your mind went blank as you saw Luffy's and Hancock's interaction, Hancock blushing and stuttering through the exchange.

"The hell is wrong with you?! You cradle napper!" You accused once you connected the dots, some people around them blushing and widening their eyes at the phrase. Hancock whirled on you once Luffy was done and began to run again towards his brother.

"What did you call me?!"

"Cradle napper! There's no way you can be with Luffy! You mutated cougar of a snake!" You yelled out at the woman, seeing her clench her fists in anger.

Smoker blushed at the term when he chased after Luffy, making you pause and stop him once again. But you noticed something about him, you smirked.

"Ah...you've learned some Haki..." You observed.

Hancock then came and blocked Tashigi's way towards the kid as well.

"You still need to catch up a bit more. And then you'll finally be beside me. Just keep going Smokey." You quickly said, you moved ahead once you had your say, dodging by pushing enemies with your elbow to catch up back to Luffy to assist him. Smoker widened his eyes at your statement, but clenched his teeth with his cigar.

'I have to get stronger. I have to.' He thought, as he once again saw your back seem so far away from himself.

It was then you had to face Doflamingo once you caught up to him and Ivankov, seeing Kuma in front of them as well. Doflamingo immediately smirked and greeted you with giddiness.

"Ah~! Little marine~! How nice to see you face to face. I admit you surprised me from what you did after I told you about your friend."

"'Mingo," you greeted back,"I surprised myself too. But moving on, I don't have time to play with you like I said before." You were talking about the promise they had in Saboady over the phone. For him to not hold back if they fought or met in the battlefield.

"Hmmm~. No." Doflamingo childishly denied and sped towards you, you quickly using Kuro to Gin and Geppo against him as you gritted your teeth. You yelled at Luffy to go ahead and you will catch up later. Luffy was slightly concerned but nodded and ran forward with a nervous Ivankov who glanced back at them in slight alarm.

'Shichibukai Doflamingo VS Silver Blood (Y/N). This is a fight that will cause casualties if they fought seriously around all these people. Good luck Silver-chan.'

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**Kuro to Gin!⚫️

Chapter 82: EXTRA: FANART

Summary:

FANART!!!!1

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DO YOU GUYS FREAKIN SEE THAT?! WHAT THIS BEAUTIFUL GIRL @kenzie6395 DID?!

LOOK HOW BEAUTIFUL THAT IS!!

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SO FREAKIN PERFECT!!! XD TOO PERFECT FOR WORDS!!

The scar on the left cheek! Perfectly sized, right above Silver Blood's lips like it's supposed to be!

The MARINE cap that have been atop her/your head for years, ever since you were a kid, still in well condition but you can tell it's a little worms down from the years!!

THE SWORD ON HER BACK! THE WHITE LONG SLEEVED SHIRT SHES WORN SINCE CP9!

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THANK YOU AGAIN @kenzie6395 !!!

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Chapter 83: Crocodile VS Doflamingo

Summary:

Men fight over you.

Chapter Text

And so began their battle, although you were truthfully trying to distract him with your attacks to try to flee only for you to be annoyingly dragged back by his strings.

You now stood, annoyed.

You don't have time for this, you need to go assist Luffy to rescue Ace. You gritted your teeth.

"I need you to move." You said once again, while Doflamingo just shrugged his shoulders his sunglasses glinting.

"Not until I figure out who gave you that mark little marine~. It's quite red...and calculated." Doflamingo said with a grin, his brows down as he looked down at Silver Blood. You rose a confused eyebrow.

"The heck you talking about? What mark?"

Doflamingo pointed towards where his jawbone was, "Right here," he moved his finger down to the front of his neck, "here", him then moving towards the collarbone, "and here." You were already blushing like mad once more, but was scowling to yourself once you learned that it was noticeable.

"That little—!" You growled out in anger as you remembered the Croc's lips nipping your skin as he went and took his time. No one has left a mark before...a memory slapped you across the face as you remembered Lucci's harsh bite to your ear, causing it to be red for a few days from how hard he bit.

You are around too much arrogant men for your liking.

Doflamingo rose an eyebrow, his grin seeming to widen as pieces clicked together in his mind as he watched (Y/N) curse to herself about lizards.

"Oh~? Croco-man has made his move hm? I'm a little confused though little (Y/N), a mark like that requires time to do. Almost as if—"

"ACK! I have no time for this right now!" You exclaimed angrily, cutting him off as you effectively used Soryu multiple times as you went through many soldiers in battle to catch up to Luffy your sword back on your back to maneuver better, only for your body to suddenly be pulled back into a hard chest. You growled at the grinning Doflamingo to let you go, Doflamingo just giving off his unique laugh in amusement.

"Fufufu, not until I make your neck redder then his~. Stay still little marine~."
He remarked as he brought his mouth close to your neck, his breath fanning it.

It was then Crocodile made a messy landing by them, rubbing his chin in frustration as blood came down. One of the Whitebeard Captains, Jozu, quickly went to attack him only for him to stop as Dofalmingo used his other hand not controlling you as he jumped on top of the paralyzed captain with you in tow, growling at him. Crocodile slowly turned his narrowed eyes upwards, appearing dark as he looked up at the two of them while Jozu turned to look upwards as well.

"Fufufufu~!! Hello Crocodile-man, I have a question I want you to answer about the little marine here next to me." You growled at him as Crocodile moved his darkened silver eyes towards you.

"I did not realize you could be caught so easily Gin Chi." Crocodile commented, adding that he didn't want Doflamingo to interfere. You turned your angry red face at him.

"It's your fault Croc-y! Pinkie said you left the spot red!"  You yelled out with a blush, Crocodile said nothing but moved his gaze towards the laughing flamingo. "That answered the question I wanted to know then! Say..." Doflamingo leaned towards your neck, you feeling his lips move against your skin as he spoke. Crocodile watched with growing irritation at the pink bird. "How you'll react when I happen to give a mark of my own? Unless..." You felt his grin, your eyes narrowing at the man who was busy boasting to the sand user.

"You want to share?"

You sputtered with a blush as tick marks came across your face, but managed to make sure the Busoshoku Haki slowly went across your body as Crocodile narrowed his eyes at him with unamusement.

"I share nothing with no one. And unlike you, I do not need to restrain Gin Chi to place a mark on her." You glared at the smirking and arrogant Crocodile, as the Haki was up to your shoulders as Doflamingo tilted his head. "It seems like you're insinuating she allowed you to place that mark on her."

The Haki was ready.

Crocodile's smirk widened proudly.

"She did."

You quickly strained the strings as you moved forward, taking out Black Heaven's Judgement in a snap as you prepared your attack. "Hantei!" You sliced as Doflamingo dodged the attack, only for a Sables to form by him and Jozu and sending them flying through the air as Crocodile said for him to get out of his sight. You narrowed your eyes at the man who did assist you but was being an arrogant bastard.

"That wasn't necessary." Crocodile moved his eyes towards you with a dry smirk.

"But it is fact." You felt your eyebrow twitch but then turned your gaze towards Luffy who was fighting Mihawk. You widened your eyes, as you turned towards Crocodile.

"I don't have time for this, but thank you Croc-y for the assist!" You yelled as you quickly ran towards Luffy and your once teacher, ignoring how Crocodile muttered.

"That flamingo truly is annoying."

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A few miles away from the war, was a recognizable ship that had a dragon as the figure head, with a black flag containing a skull that had a scar on its cheek.

It swam closer to the battle in hiding within the fog, holding concerned and battle ready pirates. A first mate with black and blues eyes looked up in determination as he had his hand on two of his sword's hilts.

"Captain."

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**Busoshoku Haki- where you can harden your swords and your body if you choose to do so. Your arm strength is usually enough thus far, you only use this ability when you are serious in injuring your enemies or Logia typed fruit users. (However, Busoshoku Haki is finite, and overusing it will render the user unable to use it for a set period while it regenerates.)

You were saved by Crocodile! Although I'm sure you didn't particularly need it strongly.

And oh my gosh! X3

Doflamingo sure is crazy huh? Who would in their right mind want to share YOU?! You're too awesome!

...

Unless you want to be shared and have everyone to yourself...

How evil. >X3

But I would love that as well.

Anyways, new people come to the fray! Who could it be I wonder?!

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Main Pairings 
Shanks: 34
Mihawk:45
Crocodile:17
Doflamingo: 19
Smoker: 25
Lucci: 21

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 2
Buggy: 5

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Chapter 84: Second Battle

Summary:

Student VS Master

Notes:

Action Soundtrack:

https://youtu.be/TI42KgLcaWY

Chapter Text

You quickly ran forward, dodging and sometimes attacking marines that were in your way. You spotted Buggy being used as a shield for Luffy, effectively being proved useless as Mihawk sliced his sword only for Buggy to reform angrily attempting to do an attack of his own towards the Greatest Swordsman of the World. Only to end in failure. You were concerned about the man who brought a smile easily to your face during Impel Down, but once you spotted he was just a little banged up, you quickly moved on to search for Luffy once more. You spotted him in the mess of the fighting and smoke. Seeing that Luffy managed to escape through the smoke only for Mihawk to prepare his signature move to go towards the young rookie. Your eyes turned determined as you quickly prepared your own famous but highly deadly move.

"Tengoku no..." You lifted your sword upwards to make a vertical cut, then moved it quickly and powerfully downwards. "Tsuyomi!" A powerful silver cut formed from your sword as it stretched to meet Mihawk's own cut, causing them to cancel each other out. A noticeable gash was cut across the icy ground, thankfully not deep enough for water to break through though. You internally frowned in thought as you knew you didn't put in any Haki in your attack, perhaps Mihawk not doing so either. It was the only way for your attacks to cancel out each other like that after all. It seems Mihawk wasn't aiming to kill the young Luffy after all.

Luffy glanced back at you as he ran, spotting you.

"Thank you (Y/N)!"

Mihawk moved his golden gaze towards you as you yelled towards Luffy, catching up to where Mihawk now stood.

"Go and save Ace, Luffy! I'll be by you soon!" Luffy gave you a strong grateful nod, turning his head back around to focus on where he was going as he ran towards his brother and your precious friend.

You nodded your head towards him in greeting as you walked towards him.

"Mihawk. It's been awhile." You said with a slight smile.

"Silver Blood (Y/N)... Are you sure you want to challenge me seriously...? This is no spar. If we fight," Mihawk held Yoru in his right hand, preparing in his stance, "It will be a fight to the death." Mihawk said, grabbing the great sword in his other hand. You stood silent for a moment, but then smirked.

"Although I do not wish to fight you like this yet and I'm in a rush...I did openly challenge you with my attack. I cannot run now, my pride is in the way." You prepared a stance of your own, holding Kuroi ten'nosabaki with determination in your gaze. Mihawk's lips upturned slightly, seeing you that you were still the same as ever. Although, Mihawk's hawk like eyes gazed into (Y/N)'s, your eyes tell a different story.

Like... your (e/c)'s eyes appear darker. Mihawk internally shook the thought away.

Mihawk does not know what has happened since he last saw you, but it is not something he imagines he will like. No matter, Mihawk quickly jumped towards you with his sword ready in a swing as you quickly clashed your sword with his.

He will ask questions later. The strongest swordsman in the world must now fight with his once  student.

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"Ack! I almost got hit by Silver Blood's attack!"

"Did you see what that crazy pirate did?! A little more strength into that cut and she would've split the ice we're standing on in two!"

"We're getting more attacks between Hawkeyes and Silver Blood then from our own enemies!They need to battle it out somewhere else with less people if they're not holding back!"

A small group of six walked by each other, a young tall man leading the group with stunning blue eyes with a man with brown hair and calm green eyes ales by him as well. The black haired man caught the conversation and yells between the marines and pirates alike, trying to spot said Silver Blood.

"Jet." Jet glanced towards Hak, who pointed towards the direction of where Hawkeyes and their captain were fighting. "She's over there." Jet's shoulders let go of some tension as he huffed. "Our captain always seems to find some trouble, leaving us behind like that."

Taka growled in agreement, her gray eyes narrowed with some loose short black locks getting in her face.

"It's like she thinks we're push overs!"  Korra frowned in thought at that, looking over at Taka with disapproval in her brown eyes.

"You know that isn't true Taka. We all know the real reason why she didn't want us to come." A man the same age as Korra swiped some dark brown hair out of his hazel eyes, his voice quiet as he spoke up.

"She's too caring..."

Zuko, his dark eyes twinkling as his crimson hair shined with the sunlight as he softly smiled. "Too prideful."

Hak smirked in amusement, but his eyes were soft, "Too stubborn."

Jet smiled with his hand on his hilt as he tried to track their fighting captain, who had a small smirk on her face as she fought her once teacher.

"But most of all..." Taka rolled her eyes but her lips were forming to a caring smile, "Most of all..." She continued.

"She's our caring, prideful, stubborn and protective captain that would do anything for the people she cares about." They all finished, their gazes turning determined once they noticed the increasing chaos.

"(Y/N)'S OUR CAPTAIN!"

"Wha–?! The Silver Judgement Pirates are here...?!" A marine yelled.

The crew all readied their weapons in preparation, their eyes determined.

"We're coming Captain!"

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STAY BEAUTIFULLY AWESOME!!! XD

**Tengoku no Tsuyomi!! 

Chapter 85: Questions Unanswered

Summary:

Why...why do people always hide the truth from you?

You...you...

...how much longer can you take this...?

Notes:

https://youtu.be/qd7s7GI7BE0

Chapter Text

Too many things happened too quickly, you thought, as you tried to scale the wall and see how far you had to jump to reach the other side. The side where Ace is.

Pacifistas came and began attacking the Whitebeard pirates from behind, marines seeming not to care if some allies are hit. Like they weren't comrades. No...like they were the many sacrifices that will come forth from this war.

The announcement of them beginning to execute Ace.

As well as them cutting the snails off so the world wouldn't have to see whatever the marines were planning. Which you already knew wouldn't be seen very highly if the public saw, if they saw a hint of truth of how the World Government do certain things.

How the ground shifted from Whitebeard's power, catching you off guard as some falling debris from the wall and stray pieces of ice got on you, giving you some minor scratches here and there.

How some of your wounds from your time in Impel Down reopened during your battle with Mihawk, something that Mihawk noticed and scolded you on. Voice hinting concern as his golden eyes held yours, immediately stopping his attack.

"I will not fight someone who is not at their best." He said, as he glanced at your bleeding form under your white shirt, the bandages below the cloth not helping the cuts and slashes on your chest and back. You tried to convince him that you were alright, but Mihawk cut you off, saying that you should take this chance for you to help Straw Hat.

You nodded and was about to go on towards Luffy until you stopped and called his name, your back towards him as your face was shadowed by your cap. Expression hidden.

"Mihawk."

He glanced at you.

"Tell me...do you know why Shanks did not inform me about how he knew Blackbeard?" You asked, your lips in a frown and voice distant at as you spoke. Mihawk looked at you silently, then answered.

"...No, I do not." He answered. You turned to look at him from under the shadows of your cap, gazing at him, trying to gauge if he was lying.

'Silver Blood's emotions are all over the place.' Mihawk observed. One second you were smirking like the confident swordsman you were, in another he spots the darkness and anger in your eyes. You're desperate. For what, the swordsman doesn't know. But it seems to be connected to Shanks and what you earlier said about the hat that he's forever seen you wear. Since the day he first saw you, with the other Warlords who can't help but be interested in you.

(Y/N) isn't normally so suspicious. Your shoulders are tense, your eyes now flicking across his face to spot anything close to deceit, your grins and smirks seeming to be forced across your face.

He is worried for you.

But he must let you accomplish your goals, perhaps it would get you back to normal. He can only dare hope. That's all he can do for now in this raging battlefield they're stuck in.

"Then, were you aware that he was in Roger's crew and knew my father?"

Mihawk rose an eyebrow, surprised that you seemed unaware. You closed your eyes once you spotted his expression as you clenched your fists. Feeling hurt. The pain from Saboady coming back, the pain you've been trying to hold back during your time in Impel Down.

"He told you, but not me..." You said quietly, wide hawk golden eyes managing to catch the broken expression across your face as you whispered a 'Why?' through your lips. Mihawk frowned, and felt strong disapproval for the actions of Red Hair. Mihawk approached you calmly, your head looking down with your cap shadowing your face.

"Look at me, Gin Chi." You didn't. Mihawk slowly tipped your chin for you to raise your head, quickly spotting the hurt within your dark eyes that always should stay bright. Those expressive and kind eyes that always looked at him with warmness each time you visited his lonely abode that doesn't feel that spacious with you there. "Why Mihawk...? Why didn't he...?" Mihawk brows furrowed as he strengthened the hold of your chin slightly, gently.

"(Y/N)..." He toned quietly, "I do not know Akagami's reasons on with holding such information from you. But know this." Mihawk rose your left hand with his, squeezing it gently before he put it up to his lips as a sign of comfort, gold orbs only on you. "If the idiot causes you hurt like this once more after giving an invalid reason, you are always welcomed." You turned your head away, but Mihawk turned it back towards him, managing to trap you with his golden gaze.

"Always." He repeated, making your eyes soften as a distant memory of someone important saying that exact word but it only made your eyes hold a deep sadness.

"Thank you..." You brought your head to lay on his chest as you slowly hugged him, tightening your arms and feeling like you didn't want to let go. To just...stay. "Thank you, Mihawk." Mihawk silently put a hand on your upper back, bringing you closer to him for a brief moment before having to step back.

"It's best if you go now." He said, you nodded as you quickly ran to where Luffy was. Mihawk still had a frown on his face.

'Her eyes were never meant to look like that. You've messed up Red Hair.'

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Ah...Mihawk thought you knew about Shanks being part of the Roger pirates.

Oh, how he was wrong. And Mihawk is not happy about what Shanks has done. Not happy at all.

Reader-San is in an unstable state. She's learned too many things in a short period of time, and hasn't fully processed anything.

She kept pushing it back to her mind, but now it's rushing through her like a waterfall.

Don't hide your emotions guys. It's not healthy. Cause when you finally let them go, you're going to go to a full mental breakdown.

I would know. I should eat my own words really.

Anyways, MOVING ON WITH THE ANGST!!

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Main Pairings 
Shanks: 35
Mihawk:46
Crocodile:17
Doflamingo: 20
Smoker: 25
Lucci: 21

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 2
Buggy: 5

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Chapter 86: Dark

Summary:

You could've become someone completely different, someone colder.

But you didn't. You're you.

Notes:

Recommended links to listen as you read:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=zuYQB58LC_o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tGzl_AB4poI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJ7O9B0PdIk

Chapter Text

When you were running, that's when Whitebeard's used his power, causing you to get hit by some debris as you slightly lost your balance in surprise. Again.

You quickly got up, however, ignoring your small injuries from Impel Down and from the debris as you kept running. Completely running on adrenaline at this point, with your determination and stubbornness helping greatly. Two Pacifistas were in the way, causing you to use 'Gin no Ame!' a horizontal cut that broke the Pacifistas easily as you passed their smoking and exploding bodies. You had no time to be amused by Buggy's antics, you have to assist Luffy! You have to save your friend!

ACE!

'You need to know the truth.' A dark part of your mind whispered, you gritted your teeth as you used Soryu once again.

You couldn't help but glance back in shock as you spotted Whitebeard get stabbed by his own men. You told the old man! So stubborn!

"WHITEBEARD!! I WARNED YOU DIDNT I?!" You yelled in anger, the soft man seemed to not have believed or didn't think it would be that crew member. Either way, it sorted itself out once it was revealed it was a ploy. Although, you were concerned over Crocodile's anger on the old man's weakness, seeing that Whitebeard was stronger when he defeated the sand user. You frowned in concern and shock.

"Crocodile...?" You never saw him so upset about a person being weak...your memory flicked as you recalled back in Impel Down how many pirates held a grudge for Roger and Whitebeard for taking important titles like Pirate King and strongest man in the world. Crocodile included.

Crocodile...he had a dream to become Pirate King when he was younger?

Your mind couldn't wrap your head around such a thought, another memory surfacing. Where you stated once again you were going to be the strongest woman in the world to him during their first meetings, only for him to scoff and you.

"Dreams are for naive weak fools who don't know how the world works." He toned dryly, a cigar on his lips.

You frowned at him, offended. "Don't call me that. And it isn't a dream if I make it a reality! You'll see Croc-y, I'm not going to fail!" Crocodile scoffed as he looked at the newspaper in front of him as he read. "Believe what you want."

You furrowed your brows. He did have one...he just lost sight of it once Whitebeard defeated him. His trust in people quickly declining, making him the man he was today. Distant. Distrustful. Dark.

You dropped your jaw slightly as your eyes widened.

'That would've been me...if I stayed in CP9...' You thought, but then shook your head. No matter, you must keep running. The squabble between Whitebeard and his crew member was fixed as the old man was now on the battlefield. Your eyes narrowed as you thought about the cruel strategy. Only one man comes to mind for such a ruthless idea.

Akainu.

You gritted your teeth, wanting to kick his ass. But you have to keep going! For Ace!

Magma attacks started to fall towards you, causing you to widen your eyes and curse as you dodged them while briefly imbued with Buso Haki. You panted as you collected yourself when you were thrown off by the blast to the ground, and continued. Your eyes were determined as you tried to go and help Luffy, you pushed and slashed your way through marines that were getting in the way.

'That damn Akainu...!' You thought as you once again gritted your teeth and used Geppo to be above the boiling sea water because of his magma that melted through the ice.

Damn these marines. Damn such a thing called 'Justice'. Damn to all who made you believe you were ever a part of them!

"GAAAAAARP!" You yelled, your eyes dark. As you got closer to the area where the fallen Oars was as you ran, using a little of Soryu to go faster as adrenaline pumped you to go past all the marines trying to stop you. Your Marine cap still on your head and in good condition despite the chaos.

'I need to know, I need to know!'

Was this hat on your head, truly yours?

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Dark. Dark. And darker.

This arc will only get worse as we move along, so hold on tight.

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Those calm yet endearing eyes, that ca so quickly turn to slits in a MILLISECOND if something Silver Blood hates comes forth. Or if someone hurts SB's Nakama/comrades/friends.

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Main Pairings 
Shanks: 36
Mihawk:48
Crocodile:18
Doflamingo: 20
Smoker: 26
Lucci: 21

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 2
Buggy: 5

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Chapter 87: Memories

Summary:

You just want the truth.

Why can't things be as simple as in the past?

Notes:

https://youtu.be/34vSM4nFS7k

Chapter Text

"GAAAAAARP!" (Y/N) yelled, her eyes appearing dark as she got closer to the area where Oars was as she ran towards them with fast movements.

Garp looked over at her, as Ace called her name quietly in worry for his friend. He's never seen his friend like this...those eyes...no, he's seen them. When he would wake up and expect
(Y/N) to be sleeping by him, only for her to be gone. The rare visits she did when she came to Whitebeard's ship. It was one day where Ace got up and searched for her, only to see the famous pirate look at the sea on the deck of the Moby Dick. Ace called her name.

"(Y/N)...? Hey, is it another nightmare?"

She glanced at him from the corner of her eye and gave a small smirk.

"Ah...Ace didn't realize you came up." Ace frowned at her behavior, (Y/N) not being able to sense him meant she was deep in her thoughts. Very deep in her thoughts.

"Don't change the subject (Y/N)." He said irritated as he came up to put a hand on her shoulder, he leaned his face closer to see her eyes.

'"(Y/N)—"Ace's eyes widened. He spotted her eyes, who were normally bright and cheery, filled with pride. Those smirks she would do always teasing or amused. (Y/N)'s eyes were dark, too dark. She had bags under her eyes from lack of sleep, and her smirk just seemed too forced that it made Ace's gut twist. She turned her dark eyes towards him, which were glazed.

"What's wrong with you? Something on my face?" Her smirk(fake) widened as she attempted a joke as she touched her face with shaky hands, only for Ace to catch it with his own. Ace looked at her determined as he steered her slowly to the kitchen.

"(Y/N)...come on. Let's go get some (fav. meat/food)."Ace said, her eyes widened but slowly looked at him in appreciation as she leaned her head on his shoulder in thanks.

"Y-yeah. Sounds fun."

"Tell me! Is it true that I was sent to Cipher Pol to be watched?!" (Y/N) huffed as she stood with clenched fists and a glare by the siege wall opening where Oars was. Smoker looked over at her in concern, his brows furrowed.

'What?'

Garp's frown deepened as he clenched his hands on his knees. "Is it true that I only became a marine because of your influence and not my own strength?! That because you were Garp the Hero, the World Government allowed a daughter of a pirate to join because of you?!" Her voice was laced and shook with anger and betrayal, her heated glare on the execution platform. Garp closed his eyes tightly in despair, as Sengoku pointedly looked over at him. Tashigi called Smoker's name in question as he looked at (Y/N) with wide eyes.

"I'm going to be a marine! Even stronger then you!" A young (Y/N) yelled with a determined glare with clenched fists as she looked over at his scowling self who questioned her how she got her injuries on her body from training.

"I got this from the other kids...cause of what I am and what my dream is." She said with a cold voice, her eyes down in sadness. Too sad for a kid like her.

Smoker scoffed. "So what?" The girl snapped her head towards him with wide disbelieving eyes.

"Who cares what you are, you said you wanted to be a marine right? That proves them wrong." The girl blinked and asked what was his dream.

"I want to be a marine." He said, looking to the side in embarrassment. The girl laughed as tears fell from her cheeks in giddiness at his answer, smile wide and bright that it made Smoker pause and take it in.

"I didn't realize bad boys like you would be a marine." She said with a laugh. Smoker scowled with a blush.

"What's that supposed to mean?!"

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"Oi, Smobaka look at this sword I found! You think I can beat up bad pirates with it?!" An eight year old (Y/N) smiled at him excitedly as she presented Smoker the large sword on the ground in front of her house.

A tick mark formed on his head with a scowl.

"Who you calling an idiot, idiot?!"

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"We did it Smoker!" (Y/N) said with a laugh as she held her cap between her hands, looking at it and then up at him. He already put it on his head when he got it from Garp. Garp laughed heartily at her as he stood in front of them proudly.

"You sure did (Y/N). Smoker. Both of you will be fine marines."

(Y/N) smirked as she put her cap on her head.

"I'll be better then fine! I'm going to be the strongest girl marine out there! And Smoker shall be my henchmen."

Garp laughed as Smoker scowled at her.

"Who would want to follow an arrogant leader like you idiot!"

"A Smobaka."

Smoker got tick marks as he grabbed her head and pushed it down as she cried out in surprise. Garp laughing louder as tears went down his face.

"Brat!"

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"Hey Smoker, look! They're allowing me go to the special CP9 unit! I'm going to be the first that wasn't from that special island. I'm that much closer to my dream. To be the strongest woman marine in the world! Can you believe it?!" A significantly older (Y/N) said with a proud grin as she showed him the form paper as he smoked a cigar between his mouth.

He smiled for his friend, now at the age of 21. "Yeah (Y/N). It looks like you're almost there."

(Y/N) then gave him a sudden hug to his torso, causing him to step back in surprise.

"Make sure you become strong too Smobaka." She pulled away with a smile. "Then we'll be the strongest duo the World Government has ever seen when I come back!" She closed her eyes, blinding him with her smile that he's always protected since they were kids. "I'll always wait for you so make sure you catch up quick alright?"

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"Hey...Smokey. How are you? Still the baka I know?" A familiar voice said at the other line, significantly sounding older. A voice he hasn't heard in years. Six to be exact. Smoker widened his eyes as his heart soared in gratefulness to hearing that voice again.

"(Y/N)? Is that you?" He asked in disbelief.

"Who else would it be? Idiot~. I heard you became Captain, congrats. You must've gotten stronger. Still trying to catch up to me SmoBaka?" It is her. Her voice was soft as she spoke to him through the Den Den Mushi. Smoker didn't even care when she called him an idiot.

"Where the hell were you?! Do you know how many times I've-We've tried to get a hold of you?" He quickly corrected himself with a scowling blush, wanting to know where (Y/N) was all these years.

"Do you have any idea how anxious we were to hear from you? You idiot!" He yelled at her. It was silent for a moment.

"Smoker. I need you to listen to me. And listen to me very closely." (Y/N) said seriously, all teasing and amusement gone. Smoker gave a small frown, nonetheless he said "Alright."

"Smoker, in a few days, a newspaper will be issued. No matter what, you have to read it. Got that?" Smoker's frown deepened at the request. As well as how (Y/N) was acting.

"...Alright. But may I ask why? What's going to happen?"

Smoker felt her pitiful smile across her face from here as she answered. "Something I want you to immediately know, I want you to be the first actually."

Smoker brows furrowed in concern. This wasn't the (Y/N) he knew.

"Hehe, does Smoker think I'm going to die or something? Don't worry, it's nothing like that. But whatever happens, you'll always be my first Nakama Smoker."

Nakama? That's the first time she's referred to him as such. It brought a twitch to his lips at such a word. He questioned her wording.

"Cause I know I can trust Smoker with my life forever!" She said proudly, and this time Smoker was sure she had that smile on her face. Smoker blushed at her words.

"...and you call me an idiot."

She laughed and a smile formed on his face at the sound.

"Alright Smoker, I gotta go. I'll see you later okay?" For some reason, his gut said that this was bad. Something was wrong. But Smoker didn't know what until they met again. On the high seas.

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"Why?!" He demanded as she once again dodged his attack easily, not even taking her buster sword out. She looked at him, and Smoker widened his eyes as he finally actually looked at her face.

Her eyes. They weren't as bright as before. No...they were heavier. Older. Too old. Not the same amount of gleam.

His friend that was once a marine and now a pirate—smiled. And it was a smile so broken that he had to tighten his fist on his weapon to keep him from shouting in alarm from her expression.

"I'll tell you one day." She said, her voice and face holding no sign of a lie. "And Smobaka?" Her smile turned to a challenging smirk. "Make sure you catch up to me quickly! Cause you're the only one who I will allow to capture me! The one who will be the strongest woman in the world!"

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"(Y/N)...?" Smoker said in alarm. It can't be possible. Did that mean...?!

(Y/N) gritted her teeth, as her cap shadowed her face. Marines came up to her, and she forcefully pushed them away with a growl.

"Was my dream when I was younger, to become the strongest woman marine in the world...it never would have happened?! Was that dream purely impossible?!" She yelled out, her fists clenched as she looked up at the execution platform.

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BEAUTIFUL PICTURE BY ama_rin !!
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Chapter mostly from others people POV.

Memories will go down mostly throughout this arc. It's to show history between the characters. As well as emotions and relationships.

Your POV will come back on soon. Do not fret.

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By:  anjimanji7

I LOVE SB's smirk.
AND I CANT GET OVER HER DETERMINED EYES LOOKING AT ME!!  *:. . o( ≧▽≦ )o . .: *

Also, I like how you did the collar of her white long sleeved shirt. Way better then I am at collars. XD

AND THAT HAIR!! DONT GET ME STARTED ON THAT MESSY YET COOL LOOKING HAIR!!

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Main Pairings 
Shanks: 36
Mihawk:48
Crocodile:18
Doflamingo: 20
Smoker: 26
Lucci: 21

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie : 2
Buggy: 5
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Chapter 88: Warlord's Eyes

Summary:

The Warlord's contemplate about you and just who you are.

Chapter Text

"Was my dream when I was younger, to become the strongest woman marine in the world...it never would have happened?! Was that dream purely impossible?!"

Mihawk looked at (Y/N), a slight frown on his face as he stood with the other Warlords. From what he remembers, the first time he met her she spouted her dream about becoming the strongest woman in the world. Nothing to do with being a marine. Although, he met her shortly before she defected to become a pirate.

"I'm going to be the strongest woman in the world!" The young marine before him said with confidence, no fear as she faced the three Shichibukai.

She must've gotten this new dream around the time he and the others met her. And if she is just as much prideful and confident in her new dream, he can only imagine in the old one.

Doflamingo rose a curious eyebrow at the once marine. It makes sense to him. A woman like her must've had that dream once, and although she didn't share much of her past with anyone, he managed to get something from her one day when he so happened to be in another island for business. He caught sight of her by one of the small villages, walking around, only for him to ruin the calm for her. She was annoyed. Irritated. As well as angered as she cursed at him while he managed to sneak in a kiss on her neck. Causing her to blush. He allowed a hit to his skull from her fist, knowing she wouldn't seriously injure him. For the most part. Afterwords, they walked, her significantly away. He was staring at her Marine cap for a while and decided to question to her about it. When he mentioned it, he caught her fond smile as she touched it with gentle care.

"Ah...I may not be a marine anymore, but I worked hard to get where I was. This hat has seen all the work I went through, as well as holding memories for me..." She said softly, like she was sharing a secret to him. 
(Y/N)'s eyes then narrowed into a glare as she looked at him suspiciously.

"Oi, why the sudden question? If you're trying to distract me I'll kick your butt!" She yelled out, causing some onlookers to glance at them in slight concern as he only laughed off her accusation.

That hat she wears on her head, signifies everything she did as a marine. If in the end it meant nothing...Doflamingo's grin widened.

Crocodile's face gave away nothing as he heard Silver Blood's yells. His brow only furrowed at the last sentence she said. About her old dream being an impossibility when she was a marine. Crocodile has always mocked her about her dream, every time she says it he replied with a retort.

"Chasing a dream is a fool's path. Power is everything in this world Silver Blood." He said dryly one day when she spotted him.

The young woman openly glared at him.

"I'm no fool! And dreams aren't foolish, I'll never give up! I swear on my treasure." She said as she touched at the worn Marine cap on her head. Crocodile rose an eyebrow.

"That trash? Why do you keep wearing such a thing when you're a pirate now?" Silver Blood bristled at the word trash, but paused as she rubbed the rim of her cap with care. He wasn't able to see her eyes, but the scarred man saw her lips form a small smile. Causing him to breathe through his nose in surprise at the expression. And his eyes to widen.

"Like I said, it's my treasure."

Crocodile used to be as much of a fool as she is. Chasing a dream in his youth, only to stop once reality smacked him in the face. To be Pirate King. He scoffs at such things as dreams now, but he is aware on how important it is for Gin Chi. She's always spouting it like a broken record.

But right now, she is talking like how he was in his youth. Thinking that their dream might be impossible. Is impossible. Unrealistic. It surprises him.

He knew about her new objective the moment the vice warden of Impel Down spoke and her demeanor changed. He allowed her to rant herself to death at him, so she would keep her dark thoughts at bay. Not wanting to see such a pitiful state once more before the clown made a fool of himself as he yelled in cowardly panic. A woman such as herself should never appear pitiful or weak.

"Silver Blood, you're wasting your energy. Be silent." Crocodile ordered in impatience, wanting the woman to stop. All she's doing is wasting her breath, which was little as he heard her harsh breathing from where he sat.

"I...can't...be silent..." (Y/N) panted in exhaustion. "He's my...friend...!" Crocodile saw her expression form from desperate to hopeless despair. An expression he was not used to. Nor comfortable with.

"Ace...! ...dammit...all...Ace...!" She attempted once again to no avail, the warden already by the elevator with Fire Fist in shackles of seastone. Crocodile saw her sweat bead from her head, mixing with the blood from her many injuries from the Awakened Zoan Fruit Users. He's surprised she's still talking, attempting to get out of her shackles to save the young man she calls her friend. Crocodile would say it was noble, if he didn't think such a thing foolish.

Silver Blood's lips trembled, her eyes glazing with water before she passed out from her injuries. Crocodile frowned.

A proud fool such as her should never look so pitiful, he thought looking down at her 'treasure' on his hook. Gently touching it with his other hand before pulling back with brows furrowed. Never.

The Silver Judgement Pirates paused as they looked over at their captain, they received some injuries from Akainu's blasts and their battles, but they had to look over at their captain in concern.

"Captain...!"

"Garp." Sengoku said, looking down at him. "Answer her or I will." Garp clenched his jaw, as he opened his eyes. "That won't be necessary." He replied with a heavy voice.

"No..." You lowered your brows in concentration, the marines seeming to finally take a hint to stop attacking you as Garp opened his mouth. But you couldn't hear him. "I can't hear you!" You yelled aggravated. Garp looked up to your form that was by the fallen Oars Jr., the three Admirals looking on silently.

"No...! It never would've happened (Y/N)!"

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For Strong to be noticed by her, my idol as a One Piece author.

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Those beautiful comments that always make me smile or laugh with joy. The votes by my readers that make my heart warm. Or just the views by my silent readers, that make me know they're out there and there's more people who like this story then I'll ever know.

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But...to teach all of you that it's okay to CRY. You're still so, so, SO strong. That crying isn't a moment of weakness, but just to show you've been strong for far too long. That you've been hiding your emotions too much.

Just...release guys. Release it all. No one will think of you differently.

If you guys think Silver Blood is still strong after she cried in the Marine base, then YOU must believe it too. You guys are stronger then you think, more powerful then you believe, and your heart filled with hidden determination.

Remember, you guys ARE Silver Blood. Whether you know it or not, I KNOW each and every one of you have a trait of Silver Blood.

Whether it's Silver Blood's determination, forgiveness, perseverance, pride, caring, selflessness, sad past, the way you can see good in others, excitement, childishness, or the fact that you have a mask that is hidden from others.

You ARE Silver Blood. All of you are so, SO amazing. ;v; You guys have no idea...

I hope all of you remember the many lessons within this story, and hold it in your hearts.

I love all of you.

Here's to a 100 more. ^.^

FANART OF THE DAY:

By: MoodyGirl4evr 

By: MoodyGirl4evr 

AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! >//////<

SUCH A DIFFERENT ART STYLE FROM BEFORE!!  MoodyGirl4evr is a returning fanartist. ^-^ They made the drawing two chapters before! With a completely different style and coloring of Silver Blood. Just goes to show how talented they are! ^////^

That determined expression! That small smile that Silver Blood does at times! THE HAT! THE SCAR!! AND THE SWORD!!!! X3 Such an AMAZING drawing!

THANK YOU SO MUCH~~~!!!! 
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Main Pairings 
Shanks: 36
Mihawk:48
Crocodile:18
Doflamingo: 20
Smoker: 26
Lucci: 21

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 2
Buggy: 5

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I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 89: The Harsh Truth

Summary:

You wanted the truth.

Here it is. No one said that the truth is always rewarding.

Notes:

https://youtu.be/1rmqX2t7IHU

Chapter Text

"No...! It never would've happened (Y/N)!"

You froze, your eyes wide as Garp continued. Smoker sucked a breath in shock as well, able to hear the famous marine.

"But...when I saw a young girl striving to be the strongest marine, I had to step in. You were working hard, training constantly for that dream, that I had to find a way for you to get in despite your blood. It's true..." Garp's eyes tightened. "The marines accepted you because of my famous accomplishments...if I wasn't the one that trained and personally backed you up..." Garp clenched his fists as he looked at his once student's face, but he has to say it.

"You never would have been a marine!!"

Your eyes widened once again, as the dread in your gut finally fell all the way down, down, down.

You...you were never meant to be a marine...? But...you proved it to them...you were loyal. You did everything they asked! You followed every order that they spouted with a controlled tongue.

You fought hard. You caught pirates. You defeated them. You...

'I did everything for them.'

You gritted your teeth,  eyes shadowed by your cap as you wallowed in pitiful despair.

"Then...then what was the reason for sending me to Cipher Pol?! I didn't prove anything to the marines that I was loyal and strong...?! That...you guys sent me there to help more and get closer to my dream?!" You cried out, desperate. Hurt in your eyes as your fists shook with emotion.

Garp swallowed. "You were...showing a lot of potential (Y/N). So much potential that...the World Government couldn't look away from you any longer..." He said slowly. Everything he was saying was truth, his student that he sees as a granddaughter was strong. It looked like she had no limit in strength, only her getting stronger and stronger to get to her dream. Always training out on the deck in his ship or on the field by herself with many training dummies. Her goal was to be the strongest, but the Government couldn't have that.

Mihawk's eyes narrowed at the wording, the other two Warlords past and present realized the same thing.

'The World Government was scared of her?'

Crocodile scoffed as Doflamingo chuckled in amusement at such a thing.

"The World Government then decided your strength can be useful, if watched closely. So they sent you to the Cipher Pol unit, so you can truly serve in the name of 'Justice' in the shadows while being monitored for any...misbehavior." Garp squeezed out.

Your eyes bulged in anger.

They were scared?! Those little pissy government dogs were scared of a teenager?!

Justice?! What is Justice?!

What does that even mean?!

What does Justice even mean anymore?!

No matter, your fears came true...you were only sent to Cipher Pol to be watched. Monitored. And leashed with an iron fist with a tight collar around your throat. Like a dog.

You...

You felt your nails dig into the skin of your hands, blood slowly coming down onto the ground from the self inflicted wound. Garp watched with pained eyes.

"You should've listened to me (Y/N)...you could've refused the offer." He said with a furrow to his brow and a tight voice.

You swallowed.

You could've...?

No...the government would've found a way. They will do anything for their goals. That's how they are. They are cruel. Harsh. And just ruthless. So ruthless.

Your head suddenly felt heavier, the presence of your MARINE cap suddenly feeling like a weight on your head instead of being a natural part of your body. You slowly reached a hand to touch it, the memory of you receiving it with Smoker still fresh in your memory. You stopped the urge to rub it, but instead rose your eyes to Garp. Your shoulders wanting to sag in defeat.

"So the first half of my life...this hat...means nothing?!?!" You cried out towards Garp, your eyes glistening but the water did not fall. You wouldn't allow it. You can't. You can't cry! You mustn't! You don't want to!

'The majority of my life...was for nothing?' You thought with a bitten lip, 'Am I worthless? Every mission, every drop of blood and sweat from myself or my victims, was for absolutely nothing? Does everything I do mean absolutely nothing, for I am a daughter of a pirate...?! Every action I do...it will always be seen as something from him...'

The plaza seemed to have quieted down in your mind, for the only thing you were focused on was Garp's pained wide eyes as he opened his mouth to answer you.

"This is ridiculous." A low voice interjected, Akainu's form appeared in front of you. A punch of magma already made as he answered Garp's question for him in his ruthless voice, your eyes widened as you took your sword out in front of you quickly. Not even able to sense the Admiral when he appeared.

"A pirate's life always mean nothing." He said, his fist hit your chest just when you put the little amount of Buso Haki you had left as you went flying backwards. Away from the siege wall with a cry of pain, as you were about to hit the ground in breakneck speed.

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:F

I don't really know what to say... Besides that reader-san's life truly sucks. And is a lie. And horrible.

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FANART OF THE DAY:

FANART OF THE DAY:

By:  karensama13

Oooooooo WHA!!!

SUCH A RARE AND UNIQUE STYLE OF DRAWING OF SILVER BLOOD!

In this drawing, Silver Blood is in pissed off mode, with Karasu out. I like this drawing cause it's something no one has done before yet.

Also, as a reminder, you guys aren't limited on what you can draw. DRAW ANYTHING YOU LIKE INVOLVING THE STORY!! XD

You can make, for example, comic strips of a certain comedic scene you guys liked. Or just a drawing of a scene in general.

ALSO, you can draw the Silver Judgement pirate crew if you guys want! ^.^

ANYWAYS! THANKS AGAIN FOR THIS DRAWING!! I LOVE HOW ORIGINAL YOU WERE WITH IT!

CHECK OUT karensama13 EVERYBODY!! THEYRE GREAT!! ^.^

Main Pairings 
Shanks: 37
Mihawk:50(<THE ACTUAL HELL?!)
Crocodile:21
Doflamingo: 20
Smoker: 27
Lucci: 22

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 3
Buggy: 5

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Chapter 90: It hurts

Summary:

Treasure. Not always silver and gold.

What does it mean to you? Truly?

Chapter Text

Garp's angry gaze turned towards the Admiral, about to lift himself up but for Sengoku's voice to stop him. "Don't do anything stupid Garp." Garp silently cursed the magma Admiral.

"(Y/N)!" Ace and Luffy called in shock, as Ivankov and Jimbei helped prepare him for his plan.

"Captain!" A familiar voice rang out. Your body was about to hit the ground until you were stopped by a sudden gush of wind that was somehow holding you up. You tried to catch your breath as you were slowly let down onto the ground.

'Damn. He's too fast for me to sense with Kenbunshoku Haki.' You looked down at yourself, your dress shirt was once again burnt, and parts of your arms were red.

'I'm trying to save my Buso Haki, but maybe I should've used more. He's a dick, but he's also an Admiral for a reason.' You thought with narrowed eyes as you slowly tried to pick yourself up collecting your buster sword on the ground, then realizing something wasn't on your head. You put a hand on your (h/c) hair in alarm as you tried to search for it. It was in front of you once you turned your head to the right, only to see the one holding it was none other then Jet.

Your eyes widened.

"Jet!" Jet smirked.

"Hello Captain!" He greeted you back. Your eyes slowly narrowed as you stood fully up with your shoulders tensed in anger.

'The Silver Judgement pirates?' Three warlords and a marine thought. As well as the strong marines in the plaza.

"I told you to stay away from this war! You're supposed to be in Saboady! Are the others here as well?!" You glanced behind Jet to confirm your question. Hak was behind Jet, as he fought marines while the others were scattered in fights as well. "If we weren't here, you would've been in the bottom of the ocean!" Hak answered.

You paused in thought, as you looked around at the broken and melting ice. Your lips turned to a frown. They still shouldn't be here. You opened your mouth to scold them once more, only for you to hear them announce again they are commencing with Ace's execution. Your eyes widened as you turned your body around to see the executioners having their blades ready. Then spotting Luffy get above the siege wall with the help of Jimbei.

You bit your lip as you turned towards your crew, assessing them quickly. They don't have many injuries, and their Haki seems to be alright. Not low. And they are fighting quite well. You internally nodded to yourself.

They can handle themselves.

You called Hak, for him to do a favor for you. He smirked and said no problem as he quickly finished his fight with the marine and came over as you told him your plan, him nodding along. Once they were ready, Jet called your name once again. You turned towards him curiously.

Jet raised his hand with your MARINE cap slowly.

You looked at it and slowly rose your hand only to stop, hesitating.

The crew watched in worry at the conflicting emotions across your face as you tried to decide if you should take it or not. Smoker watched with sad eyes, seeing (Y/N)'s hesitation.

'Why would she want it back anyway?' Smoker thought tightly. His words when they were kids seemed to be wrong. It seems it does matter if you're a child of a pirate...that hat that she's always cared for... the one object that connects them.

Crocodile watched silently at Silver Blood's struggle with herself, a memory tugging in his brain.

"When you first woke up, I didn't miss how you stared at this old trash."

"Treasure." She corrected. "That's my treasure."

Doflamingo watched with curious eyes on what the young conflicted once marine would do. She has no idea what to decide.

Mihawk glanced at her.

'Will you leave your beloved cap that you've called treasure for all these years? Or abandon it cause of the truth within it?' Mihawk thought to himself.

You looked at the MARINE cap, gazing into it as your hand was frozen in the air.

"We did it Smoker!" You said with a laugh as you held your cap between your hands, looking at it and then up at him. He already put it on his head when he got it from Garp. Garp laughed heartily at you as he stood in front of them proudly.

"You sure did (Y/N). Smoker. Both of you will be fine marines."

You smirked as you put your cap on your head snugly.

"I'll be better then fine! I'm going to be the strongest girl marine out there! And Smoker shall be my henchmen."

Garp laughed as Smoker scowled at you.

"Who would want to follow an arrogant leader like you idiot!"

"A Smobaka."

Smoker got tick marks as he grabbed your head and pushed it down as you cried out in surprise. Garp laughing louder as tears went down his face.

"Brat!"

You've had had this since the beginning. Since you were just a kid. A kid who no one cared about besides their dead mother. Until a bad boy with a scowl and a crazy old guy came around.

"Does this look weird?" You asked Smoker beside you as you tried out different ways to wear your hat. Smoker glanced at you right at the moment you put the hat slanted against your head.

"You look like an idiot." He said blankly as he turned back to cleaning his weapon.

"Hey!" You smacked his head hard with the hilt of your sword as Smoker cursed angrily . "That's not what I asked! You need to clean your ears Smobaka!"

Even when you advanced within the marine forces, you kept it on your head. In good condition with no sign of a nick or mark. Even in CP9, you kept it close as you slept. It helped you sleep sometimes after all. Always near you, never letting it out of your sight. Not even for a measly second.

There was a reason for that.

"You know (Y/N), you don't have to wear the cap anymore. You're an Ensign now." Smoker said as they walked as you adjusted the cap on your head with a smile. You turned your head towards him, your smile turning into a smirk.

"Is that jealousy I hear~? The hat too ugly for ya?" Smoker scowled at you as he yelled a no. You laughed and put a hand to his shoulder in apology as you said you were kidding.

"Then why? You wanna wear it like that guy Akainu?" Your face turned to a scowl of your own as you stuck your tongue out with disgust.

"Ew, no! Who wants to be like that hothead? I don't like him. You saw how he was treating some of the new recruits." Smoker frowned, silently agreeing with you but tilted his head. You rubbed the back of your neck as you looked up to the cieling as they walked.

"It's cause," You turned your head towards him in a smile as you touched and rubbed your cap.

"Cause—"

"For the record," Jet's low voice began as he looked at his savior. "To a lot of people in this world," he rose your cap higher towards your face as he put a reassuring hand on your shoulder, squeezing it as he gave a soft smile, "You mean something to them." He finished carefully, the crew behind him giving a careful smile of their own as your gaze was back onto your cap.

Your lips twitched, as a warmth spread within your chest.

'Idiots.' You thought fondly.

You quickly grabbed it, putting it back firmly on top of your head as you adjusted the straps. Then bringing a hand to the rim, as you rubbed it fondly, carefully.

'Good, it's not damaged.' You thought with relief, unaware of the surprised murmurs and stares around pirates and marines alike.

"She..."

"Put it back on...?!"

"Why? The effort she had to do to get it means nothing."

"Silver Blood is so strange for a pirate..."

"Straw Hat Luffy!" You tensed as you looked out, trying to see over the now awake Oars Jr.

You have to help Luffy rescue Ace now!

"Hak! Do it now! That's an order!" You yelled.

"Yes! Captain!"

'It's still my treasure.' You thought with a hand on your cap in preparation, your sword behind you to not get damaged for your plan.

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Well...don't you have wonderful people around you? It's okay.

You're okay.

Now, GO RESCUE ACE!

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By:  ECT0_B1OL0G1ST

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IM SO HONORED OF YOU MAKING THESE FANARTS!!

This person has read my stories all the way from archiveofourown guys! And happened to find the rest of the story on here~ ^.^

And as you can see, the fanarts are different from one another.

One where Silver Blood is winking and cheerful, which is the top one. And with her cap floating with the wind next to her with her sword behind her.

The bottom one is more serious however. As well the most recent chapter of Garp revealing the truth to Silver Blood last chapter.

...Poor Silver Blood.

ANYWAYS!! XD THANKS AGAIN ECT0_B1OL0G1ST !!!! XD PLEASE CHECK THEM OUT GUYS!!

THEY HAVE A ONE PIECE STORY OF THEIR OWN, SO GO READ IT!! X3

Votes~

Main Pairings 
Shanks: 37
Mihawk:52
Crocodile:21
Doflamingo: 20
Smoker: 28
Lucci: 22

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 3
Buggy: 5

OH!! AND GUYS!! lifegoddess brought something to my attention, there's this PERFECT song that can be Silver Blood's theme song! There's only a few lyrics don't match up, but the majority of it is PERFECT~~~!!!

The theme song is in the link on my profile, Silver Blood playlist. It's the first song that match the most(How to Love Someone)! You can of course listen to the other songs~ ^.^

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Chapter 91: Never Smile At A Crocodile

Notes:

The sand is soft.

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Unknown Object"AAAAACE!" You called in fright as you tried to reach in time with Haks's help of his wind fruit by launching you over the siege wall, not within range to use your Haki, the execution swords came down only to be stopped by...sand. Your eyes widened as you spotted Crocodile.

A grin rose on your face as you flew towards shocked marines who didn't know what to do with your rapidly flying(falling) form. Sengoku realizing who did it as he looked down at the sand man, who somehow found another cigar that was now between his lips.

"Considering your old grudge against Whitebeard, I had thought we were lucky...Crocodile!" Sengoku shouted, clearly angry at the interception of your friend's execution. Good. Let him be angry. Let all of them get furious. Let all of them whine like the pissy babies they are for all you care, you're freaking on a giddy high right now.

Who knew the cocky bastard would do that? You certainly didn't. But you're freaking happy for him doing it anyways.

"Crocodile!" You called his name with a grin as you forcefully landed with a cut towards the marines with Karasu so they can get out of the way. His silver eyes glanced at your form, spotting the wide happy grin on your face.

"I don't really care on why you did that, you could've been swatting a fly in the platform for all I know. But I can freakin hug you right now Croc-y!" You finished with a laugh.

'Wha—?!' Marines and pirates started alike, 'WHHHHAAAAAAT?!' They nearly fell over in shock. Who in their right mind would smile like that to a man like Crocodile?! And since when were they friends?!

Crocodile glanced away with a smirk tugging his lips as he replied.

"I merely did not want them to have their victory." He toned, as he glanced back up at the platform. You quickly ducked, sensing something come up above you with narrowed eyes. Only to have Jet cut the barely invisible string, his swords covered in Buso Haki as he glared at a certain spot. 

"You're not touching (Y/N), Doflamingo!"
You lifted yourself up, spotting Doflamingo walk towards Crocodile with his odd gait as he pouted at Jet.

"Had to ruin the fun, hm~? First mate of the Silver Judgement Pirates?" 

Doflamingo seemed to have cut the scarred man's head off, then saying what he did is making him jealous.

"You're getting all of the little marine's attention eh Croco-man~? Becoming allies with an old enemy but not willing to share?" Doflamingo said with a grin, as Crocodile reformed his head with his sand as his dark eyes looked over at the flamingo.

"I'm allies with no one. And I don't like repeating myself."

"Mah, so you're just brushing me off hm~?"

"More or less." Crocodile replied shortly, his eyes not daring to look away at the annoying flamingo as Doflamingo silently looked at the grouchy lizard.

Doflamingo took a hand out of his pocket the same time Crocodile attacked with his hook, a whiplash of power coming from Doflamingo and Crocodile, causing marines to fall down as the two warlords battled it out. You frowned, calling Jet over and for him to make sure to not get in their way. "You sure?" You nodded. 

"I don't want them killing each other though, make sure if you can to try, to stop them." Jet and Hak hesitated, glancing at each other in concern. Taka didn't hold back her thoughts however. 

"WHAT?! ARE FREAKIN CRAZY CAPTAIN?!" The young doctor yelled, her arms waving in the air as an angry red expression was on her face. You were sure a few tick marks were on her head. As well as steam coming out of her ears. You let the black haired and gray eyed girl rant, your eyes on Jet as he gave an affirmative.

"Understood Captain."

"Alright, otherwise all of you back up Whitebeard and his allies. And stay away from the Admirals." You ordered seriously.

'Then you'll know what will happen. Everyone close to you Silver Blood, will be met by a similar fate. And you won't be able to protect all of them.' Akainu said as you walked away with a bitten tongue.

You gritted your teeth at the memory. When they first offered you a place as a Warlord in Holy Mariejoa. 

'It won't happen,' you thought with convicted eyes.  You won't let it. The crew nodded and were about to leave until you stopped them.

"You are a wonderful crew." They widened their eyes as they turned around and looked at you, you having the smallest of smiles on your face. "Thank you." The crew all grinned as they said their own thanks to you as they began to battle.

"When we get back to Saboady Captain, we gotta show you something!" Taka said as she attacked some marines, visible excitement in her gray eyes as she used her scalpels. Cutting down marines with her little weapons/surgical tools, making them yelp and fall towards the ground.

"Yeah! Captain, you won't believe what we got!" Korra agreed with auburn bangs coming across her soft brown eyes as she fought side by side with Wes, taking out many marines with just a few clicks from their guns. Wes smiled, caramel eyes gleaming. "...you will like it Captain."

Whacks and smacks were heard as marines fell unconscious with bruises as a result of the crimson haired hand fighting cook, Zuko. He fixed his hair back as he looked over at you. "We'll celebrate with (fav. meat/food) too Captain."

"It will definitely be worthwhile." Hak supplied with a smirk as he made various marines fly away with his wind tornadoes, light brown hair whipping with the wind from his fruit power listening as the marines screamed as they flew.

Jet chuckled, his own wide grin on his lips, blue eyes flashing as his two swords went this way and that at multiple marines. "Worthwhile? Heck! It's definitely more then that!"

You gave a little laugh, pushing marines away to prepare to assist Luffy once again.

"Can't wait then!"

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Looks like someone feels a little better. ^_^

That's good. And you even made Croc-y get proud(happy) of his totally selfish action. BUT MAN!! XD I LOVE that scene with Crocodile~ One of the best scenes within Marineford! SO BADA**~~ >//////////< 

And as you guys noticed, I added the video where it shows what ORIGINALLY happened. Only a few changes due to your AWESOME presence~

Also your crew helped ya with Doflamingo and will help you watch your men. XD

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By:  fandomsunite4201

Oooooooooooo wahhhhhhhh! O.O

ANOTHER FANART BASED ON POSSIBLY THE MOST HEART WRENCHING CHAPTER FOR OUR HEROINE, YOU!!!

The way they drew the shock line, with such interesting colors. And that usage of the quote from the story:

"Was my hard work all for nothing?"

The face is hidden from the viewer, but I'm sure we can all imagine for ourselves what expression Silver Blood(you) are making.

But really...so beautiful.

CHECK THEM OUT GUYS!! XD THEY HAVE PLENTY MORE ART IN THEIR PROFILE OVER AT fandomsunite4201 !!! STAY AWESOME!!

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I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Notes:

Votes~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 37
Mihawk:52
Crocodile:21
Doflamingo: 20
Smoker: 29
Lucci: 22

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 3
Buggy: 5

Chapter 92: With New Determination

Summary:

Two idiots with renewed vigor.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

You turned your head back towards where you last saw Luffy, seeing him get backed up by Marco as you ran towards him. Slashing marines daring to get in your way as you ran. A bunch of more Whitebeard pirates came thanks to Oars strength and Whitebeard's brain, but you have to keep going. And let the old man handle Aokiji. 

It was then a battered Luffy was kicked towards Whitebeard by Kizaru, causing you to shout in alarm as you caught him by the old man. 

"Luffy! Are you alright?!"

Whitebeard glanced down, seeing the young rookie pant as you looked worriedly down at him. 

"Leave him to the medical team Silver Blood. He needs to rest." The old Yonko ordered, causing you to glance up and bite your lip, seeing his reasoning. Luffy has lost his energy, and he's not ready for these opponents. Not at his level.

Luffy grabbed onto your white dirtied and burnt blouse in protest.

"N..No! (Y/N)! You said so...! I'm the one that has to rescue Ace! He's..." He tightened his fist on your blouse as you let him yell at your face, your eyes giving nothing away. "He's my only brother in the whole wide world!" Luffy rose away from your grip, only for him to fall over. 

Your fist clenched around Karasu. As Jimbei and Ivankov came over by him in concern, you still continued to kneel by him with your brows furrowed.

'He's just a kid...' You slowly thought in your mind. 

You bit your lip as you looked at the beaten, bloody and just tired Luffy. 

'I may have overestimated you. I'm sorry.' 

Ivankov looked over at you. "Silver-chan! You need to take a rest soon as well~~! The injuries from Impel Down have reopened and you've been fighting renown enemies left and right!" You looked at him with a raised brow.

"I can't stop now. I still have to assist with helping Ace. I'll rest when I'm dead." You said, as you glanced back at the unconscious Luffy as Ivankov yelled in frustration.

"I'm surrounded by idiots that want to die~!"

He is right though, you thought as the injuries slowly became prominent and noticeable in feeling on your body. You're also low on Buso Haki, you using it as a defense and offense against the many marines as well as Doflamingo, Mihawk, and a little with Akainu. 

Your eyes narrowed, as you softly patted Luffy's head. "You did good Luffy, but it seems I have to go ahead." You rose and you were about to turn until a hand grabbed your ankle. You glanced down in surprise at the panting Luffy.

"No...! I'm coming with you! Iva-chan...!" Luffy said between strong harsh breaths. "I have one last request...!" Luffy wanted another dose of hormones, something Ivankov strongly disapproved of as you looked down at Luffy silently, worried for him as more chaos went around them involving Whitebeard.

"If by not fighting now... By not saving Ace... That would make me want to die..! Please, Iva-chan! ...(Y/N)! I want to fight and save Ace with you..!" Luffy said with conviction in his gaze, as he looked at both yourself and Ivankov. You tightened the hold on Karasu, biting your lip. Thinking.

"Luffy..." A small smirk made a way onto your lips as you glanced down at him. "You're such a lovable idiot, that I can't help but back you up in this." Ivankov nodded and gave his dose of hormones to Luffy, Luffy yelling with new rigor. As the three of them began rushing towards the execution platform, seeing them attempt to execute Ace again as they pushed (and winked) enemies out of the way. You slashing some annoying Pacifistas while Hancock helped Luffy not get blasted away from them. 

"Thanks Hancock!"

Luffy gave his thanks as you gave a low but heard mutter of "Cougar Snake" as they ran passed, satisfied when you heard the Empress yell in anger. 

"Repeat that you brute!"

You heard Whitebeard and Marco getting in some trouble, but you have to keep going and defend Luffy while they're going to stop Ace getting killed again.

You spotted them raising the swords above Ace, causing you to widen your eyes in anger.

"You're not taking anything more away from me!" You yelled as you quickly dispersed Conqueror's Haki, aiming the Haki expertly towards the executioners causing them to fall over, with Luffy yelling as well.

"STOP IT!" Only for him to release...Haki of his own?! You widened your eyes as more marines easily fell onto the ground, passing out fully unconscious as they both ran. But you glanced to your side in surprise.

'He...!'

You then smirked as you patted Luffy's head as they ran passed many unconscious marines, while the stronger ones looked on in shock. He looked up at you, blinking in innocent confusion.

"You're surprising me more and more Luffy! Keep it up, and we will save Ace!" You yelled with confidence as they ran, not caring about the surprised gazes. Luffy gave a high spirited laugh, a "Yosh!" leaving his lips. You however then spotted some pirates that were down, and frowned.

'He doesn't know how to control it yet...'

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You haven't given up on Luffy yet! Your belief in him is astounding!

But, will your belief matter? Will it cause any difference?

FIND OUT! NEXT TIME ON STRONG! XD

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( ? ) ITS SO FREAKIN BEAUTIFUL AND UNIQUE!!

ALONG WITH THAT PLAYFUL WINK!! X3

I really like the details of the eyes as well. The eyebrows looking realistic too!

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Notes:

Main Pairings
Shanks: 37
Mihawk:52
Crocodile:21
Doflamingo: 21
Smoker: 30
Lucci: 22

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 3
Buggy: 5

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Chapter 93: Garp, The Man Who Cared

Summary:

The Fist of Love is powerful indeed.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

They continued running, this time with some of Whitebeard's allies in front of them, supporting them. You felt a slash coming, but not for you. 

You quickly pushed Luffy out of the way, only for it to be not needed as Mr. 1 came and blocked the slash. You rose a brow as Luffy shouted in surprise.

"Wha?!"

Mr.1 glanced back towards them.

"It was Crocodile's orders." You straightened and nodded gratefully towards him and ran forward with Luffy, only for you to feel another attack coming towards you, you quickly putting Karasu away to take out Kuroi ten'nosabaki to prepare to deflect the attack away. Only for it to be not needed as you felt sand on your cheek. 

You widened your eyes.

Crocodile blocked Mihawk for you. Something that even caused your teacher Mihawk to be surprised.

"Crocodile?"

Luffy stopped behind you as he realized you weren't the one that helped him. But a past enemy. Crocodile did not acknowledge Mihawk's call of his name and glanced down at the injured Mr. 1.

"You're sleeping too much Mr. 1." Crocodile observed as Mr. 1 replied he got rusty in prison. 

'Good. He's alright.' You thought as you looked over at Mr. 1 and Crocodile. He got more injuries from Doflamingo it seems, with a strand of hair released and in front of his face.

"Gin Chi, go off with Mugiwara. You aren't needed here." Crocodile said lowly as he faced Mihawk, who had his eyes narrowed.

You grunted and gave a quiet thanks as both you and Luffy turned to continue running with Ivankov behind them. The two Warlords, former and present stared at each other.

"Why are you helping them? You're not the type to handle others battles. Unless...Silver Blood (Y/N) has something to do with it...?" Mihawk curiously asked, feeling a bit of surprise if that were the Warlord's intentions.

"I don't need to explain myself to you. So watch yourself Hawkeyes. I'm in a bad mood." Crocodile replied, wanting to take out his annoyance and anger from the flamingo on someone. 

Mihawk said nothing. And he didn't need to, as two Warlords began their battle.

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A laid platform towards the execution platform appeared in front of them thanks to Inazuma, Luffy yelling his thanks as you ran behind him with narrowed eyes.

"WE'RE HERE FOR YOU ACE~!" Luffy yelled for you, as you held your sword at the hilt you spotting Garp ahead. Seeing that the enemies trying to stop them being intervened by Whitebeard and his crew. The bridge then began to crumble as Garp stood in their way. 

You gritted your teeth. 

"OI!" You began, but Luffy interjected you. "Gramps! You've gotta move please!"

"I'm not moving! Not for anyone! I'm a Vice Admiral of Marine Headquarters!" Garp yelled back with a glare at both of them as you tightened your fists around your sword, as he continued to talk about how he's been fighting pirates since before both of them were born.

"The marines accepted you because of my famous accomplishments...if I wasn't the one that trained and personally backed you up..." Garp clenched his fists as he looked at his once student's face, but he has to say it. "You never would have been a marine!!"

You rose your eyes toward him in betrayal, but he continued on with a tight voice.

"If you wanna pass through here, one of you have to kill me first!"

You widened your eyes as your heart felt like it got clogged up in your throat. Trapped.

'Kill..?' You thought bewildered, '...him?'

"Mugiwara Luffy! Gin Chi (Y/N)! Because of the path the three of you chosen to live!"

You gritted your teeth.

"I didn't have a choice Garp! Let us through!" You yelled out, your voice filled with emotion you tried to swallow down as Garp's tight eyes looked at you.

"You prideful brat! You always have a choice! I gave it to you!" Garp yelled back at you. 

Garp watched with pained eyes. "You should've listened to me (Y/N)...you could've refused the offer." He said with a furrow to his brow and a tight voice.

Your eyes shadowed your cap, as Luffy yelled at his grandfather and a man you also saw as family for them to pass. Garp replying they have to kill him first. You made a noise of what would seem to be visible pain.

"Huh? Who are you?" A child (Y/N) asked as you spotted an old man with a marine uniform walk by you while you were training by punching a tree.

"Wha-? Oh, what are you doing here little lady?" He asked with a polite smile as he kneeled with one leg a few feet away from you. Your eyes narrowed as you crossed your arms.

'"I'm no lady! I'm going to be the strongest girl marine, so I'm training by punching this tree!" You said with a glare at the man, his eyes widened in surprise but then he started to laugh obnoxiously. You frowned as you yelled at him to stop. 

"What? You don't think I can do it?! I'll show you! Like everybody else in this town...!" You finished off with a small solemn tone at the end, causing the old man to look up at you. He glanced at the tree behind you, and then at your bleeding fists.

He rose an eyebrow.

"You did that?" He asked slowly, some disbelief forming on his features. You hmphed as you said he has to give you a name first to reply. The man laughed, then answered his name is Garp and he's a Lieutenant for the marines.

You widened your eyes.

"Garp?! As in that old man who has that huge fist?" Garp's eyes narrowed as he said he isn't that old. But nodded at your sudden amazement. 

"Anyways, kid. Have you seen a pirate around here? Some of the townspeople have been complaining about them disturbing the children and breaking some trees." Your eyes fell as you suddenly turned silent. Garp asked in concern on what was wrong.

"They're talking about me..." You said quietly. Garp tilted his head. 

"What are you talking about? No they're—"

"Yes they are!" You said angrily with shaken fists. "They think since I'm a daughter of a pirate that I'm bad like him!" Garp's eyes widened as he looked at the young girl before him. "But I'll show them! I'll be the greatest marine they've ever seen!" You said with a loud and determined yell, your eyes narrowed as you looked at him with confidence while he stared with wide eyes. You then turned your gaze to the side, as your shoulders sagged.

"What? You think I can't do it either...? Am I going to be arrested just for being born...?" You asked, defeated.

"What's your name kid?" Garp asked, his eyes on the prideful young girl before him as you turned your eyes towards him in surprise.

"...(Y/N)." You answered lowly. Garp then gave a wide grin at you, as he laughed.

"You sure got some spirit, (Y/N)! Marines needs people like you, why don't you let me train you?" He asked as he looked softly at the poor abused girl who slowly widened her eyes, shouting in disbelief. Garp laughed again.

"Of course kid!"

"Hehe! You aren't bad for an old man!"

Garp tightened his fist as he bonked your head, causing you to cry out in surprise as you held your head.

"I ain't that old you brat! You're first lesson is to stop calling me that." You stuck your tongue out.

"If I won't listen to my friend to stop calling him an idiot, then why would I stop calling you an old man, old man?!" Garp's eyes narrowed, as he began to chase you as you ran from him in fear of his 'Fist of Love'. 

"Get back here you brat! First lesson will be from the famous 'Fist of Love'!" 

"C-crazy old man! Smoker~! Help!"

You looked up at Garp with Luffy running in front of you. Your expression pained.

"I can't do it old man!"

"I can't do it grandpa! Move out of the way!" Luffy yelled with you as they ran up the path that was crumbling underneath their feet.

"One of you must, or Ace will die!" Your lips trembled as you closed your eyes as you yelled "NO!" with Luffy.

"Things don't always go the way you want! You know that better then anyone (Y/N), I'm not going to have mercy on you two!"

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Reader-San cares for Garp. A lot. The second person in your life to acknowledge you as a person and not a pirates daughter.

And also the second who acknowledged your dream. But the first marine to ever think like that for you. Gave you hope. 

But...what do you do when you have to save another you care about? Will you kill the old man who basically raised you? Or let them kill a close friend?

Find out. Next time on Strong.

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Notes:

Main Pairings
Shanks: 37
Mihawk:52
Crocodile:21
Doflamingo: 21
Smoker: 30
Lucci: 22

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 3
Buggy: 5

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I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 94: Go! Go! Go!

Summary:

You have a fat mouth.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

"Things don't always go the way you want! You know that better then anyone (Y/N), I'm not going to have mercy on you two!"

Garp yelled as he prepared a fist behind him in preparation. "Both of you I consider as my enemy!" He loudly shouted, as Luffy prepared his attack as you did yours with a sweat coming down to your temple. You not willing to attack the man who basically raised you. The man who gave your young self hope of your dream so long ago. A time more innocent and carefree. This man, could you attack him?

'Garp...' You thought with a bitten lip, your  buster sword was ready and out, however, you looked at Garp, spotting hesitation in his eyes as he pressed his fist forward towards Luffy. You stopped your 'Ten Jihi'(Heaven's Mercy) once you spotted it, Garp's eyes closing as he accepted Luffy to hit him and throw him back as the both of you jumped up to not fall off themselves. Quickly running towards the platform as the stairs fell behind them.

'Thank you.' You said internally as you glanced at the falling Garp. 'Old man...'

Luffy quickly took out the key he got from Hancock as you guarded him with narrowed eyes against Sengoku. Him suddenly releasing his Mythical devil fruit as you nervously sweated in alarm, your jaw then dropping at the monstrous gold afro-haired man who looked down at all of them. 

"I won't allow Fire Fist escape! Him nor you two!" The Fleet Admiral shouted, while the key broke in Luffy's hand causing him to shout in alarm from Kizaru's precise attack from miles away in the ground.

"Look! Fleet Admiral Sengoku has made Silver Blood speechless!"

"That'll teach her a lesson to not fight with—"

"Shit~! You're a fat bastard! 'Buddha Sengoku' is right!" You yelled in alarm at his huge size, you're surprised the platform is still standing cause of the jolly bellied man. "What is this platform made out of? Fat ass resistant wood?" Marines jaw dropped in shock at the backhanded insult. Some actually falling over in disbelief at what they heard.

"Did she just—?!"

"Does she want a death wish?!"

Doflamingo laughed, while Crocodile scoffed that you were an idiot. Smoker thinking the same thing, seeing that you haven't changed despite what has happened. Mihawk rose a curious brow at your wording but kept silent as he fought. You spotted Mr. 3 rising from the corner of your eye, Luffy noticing the same thing as Sengoku prepared a punch towards them. You cursed.

"Luffy! Use Mr. 3's power to cover Ace and yourself, I got this!" Luffy turned his head at you quickly. Ace doing the same in alarm.

"You sure?!"

"(Y/N), I don't think—"

"Just do it Luffy!" You spouted impatiently, cutting off Ace as you prepared Kuroi ten'nosabaki before you as Sengoku landed the punch against your Buso Haki infused sword right when Mr.3 covered the brothers in candle.

A huge whiplash was made between the two of them, causing some of your hair to get in your face and Mr. 3's candle wall to crack from the power. You felt the platform cracking as well, you gritted your teeth as you quickly tried to move your sword up to the air to throw Sengoku off your sword. You succeeded, only for you to fall back with the others as the platform fell as you breathed in deeply. Trying to catch your breath from how much energy you used as Mr. 3 prepared a key for the cuffs with his wax.

"If I were to tell you I am here to fulfill a wish of a lost comrade...will you two laugh at me?!" You gave a small proud smirk. Noticing that Mr. 2 and Mr. 3 were close after all.

"Of course not!"

"No, I won't!" Luffy yelled. Mr. 3 throwing the key towards Luffy as he said for him to rescue his brother. Luffy caught it and put it right where the keyhole was supposed to—

An explosion was heard and seen throughout Marineford.

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Dun. Dun. DUUUUUN.

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I love all of them because of your style~, and I liked how you scaled the buster sword Kuroi ten'nosabaki! I realized I never said in the story how tall the sword actually is. ^.^

Kuroi ten'nosabaki is 6 feet tall by the way guys. That's how big it is. Whether you're short or not, STILL A BIG SWORD TO CARRY!! XD 

Mihawk's sword is 7 to 8 feet I believe? So it's almost as big as yours!

AND THE EXPRESSIONS ON THE SECOND ONE~~!!! NYAAAA!!!! SO PERF!!

That third one... -//////////- I see you Crocodile. The scene where you held SB's hat...I see ya. And the eye...showing the chapter of how SB must've felt when she(you) found out the truth.

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Notes:

**Ten Jihi 🗡🕊(Heaven's Mercy) A quick successful cut using the back of the sword, although it's painful, it will not cause a fatal wound for the victim.

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Chapter 95: Keep Moving!

Summary:

Keep the feet moving…!

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Sengoku cursed to himself in his failure to stop them, Doflamingo interjecting with his odd laugh. "Let them go. It'll make things more interesting~!" He commented, internally wanting (Y/N) to get away with her little friends. The woman needs a break. And he kinda wants to chase her later for his own amusement.

One of Whitebeard's men, the one who stabbed him—Squardo wanted all of them to go ahead and he will stay behind as he stood on the moving land/sea ship. Only for Whitebeard to stop the fast ship with one hand. A feat that didn't escape your wide eyes. Only for him to say his final order. Your eyebrows rose in surprise as you just finished an attack on marines, Ace quickly turning his head with wide eyes as he called "Pops!" Luffy appeared stunned as Whitebeard told them to leave him for they have accomplished their mission.

"Everyone, survive at any cost and go back to the New World safely!" He ordered with his strong voice, the crew calling his name in protest and tears. You whispered his name in disbelief. "Whitebeard...truly the strongest man in the world." You observed quietly as Ace and Luffy protested even when Whitebeard used his power for all of them to take the chance and leave. 

The marines shook in their boots, it seemed. For they were seeing on how Whitebeard was planning to destroy the island. Something you can care less about.

'This island is meaningless to me now. It can sink in the sea for all I care.' You thought darkly, only for you to shake your head away from your thoughts. 

You rescued Ace. 

That's all you care about. That's all you cared about since the beginning of your suicidal plan. 

The crew finally got the message as they ran to the ships, only for Ace to stand still as Luffy called him while your crew called out to you. 

"Captain (Y/N)! Come on!"

You turned around to look at them, and rose a finger to tell them to wait. "Stay by the ships. And be on guard." They nodded and went their way as you turned back around to see Ace bowing to the ground towards Whitebeard. You trying to regain your breath as you strained to listen to their conversation.

"Answer this one question...was I a good father?" Whitebeard asked as he looked down at Ace who shook and spoke with little hesitation. "Of course!" Ace said with strong emotion. You released a small smile.

'Ace...' 

Whitebeard gave a powerful proud laugh at his answer.

The three of them then continued to run, as marines shot pirates left and right to minimize escapees. You panted with your buster sword back on your back, your legs shaking with the little strength they have as they ran for their lives.

'Almost...there! Just gotta hold on! Move body! Move!' You pushed yourself as your blood and sweat mixed down onto your face, the MARINE cap still undamaged on your head as they ran. Jimbei blocked the three of them, saying that they are mostly after them so he'll do his best to protect them.

You began to protest.

"Hey! I'm fine...! You don't...need to protect me. I can...block their bullets myself!" Jimbei glanced down at you.

"No offense (Y/N)-San, but your energy is nearly depleted. The injuries from Impel Down are catching up to the ones you've received in this war." The blue fish man said. 

"(Y/N)! Listen to Jimbei! You need a break!" Ace agreed as he looked over at you, Luffy giving a strong affirming nod in agreement. You felt a warmth that was in your chest as you looked at them, your eyes turning soft. 

"You guys..." You breathed, only for you to chuckle and let go of the matter. They were so close, but then you sensed a familiar dark and ruthless aura causing your eyes to widen.

"As soon as you rescue 'Fire Fist' Ace, you run! The Whitebeard's must be a group of cowards!" Akainu shouted with his somewhat scratchy and low voice. You gritted your teeth, despite not being a Whitebeard pirate, he always found a way to bring your blood to a boiling temperature. The crew looked back, only for one of them to say to ignore him. He wants your attention.

'That's right.' You thought as you panted. 'He only does that for attention.'

''Then you'll know what will happen. Everyone close to you Silver Blood, will be met by a similar fate. And you won't be able to protect all of them.'

"This is ridiculous. A pirate's life always mean nothing."

You tightened your jaw as you narrowed your eyes. 'He's such an asshole.'

"Well your captain is that guy so you can't help it, can you? Because after all Whitebeard...is a loser from the old times." The magma bastard arrogantly said. Ace stopped, making you look at him in concern as Luffy called his name with Jimbei stopping as well. 

"A loser?" Ace's fists tightened as flames appeared throughout his arm. He turned around to glare at the Admiral. "Take back what you just said!" The crew called his name in alarm, some trying to stop him with a hand on his shoulder only for him to shrug it off.

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Notes:

Votes~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 38
Mihawk:53
Crocodile:21
Doflamingo: 22
Smoker: 30
Lucci: 22

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 3
Buggy: 5
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Chapter 96: Protect

Summary:

Fight.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

'Dammit!' You thought angrily as you breathed in deeply. 'We were almost there! I have to stop Ace!' 

You took a step towards him only to give a little wobble, you having to take out Black Heaven's Judgement to help support yourself. You cursed as you panted. 

"Damn it... Ace! Don't listen to him! The only thing he seems to be professional at besides being a powerful marine is the amount of bullshit that comes out of his mouth!" You yelled at your friend.

They're so close. You can taste it. You just need to calm Ace down. To see reasoning. Even if you want to kick Akainu's ass with him, their priority is to get out of here. Akainu tilted his head.

"Did you say to 'take it back'? Not in a million years! I'll tell you why. Same thing applies to you Silver Blood." You bristled at your title as you clenched your fists around your swords hilt in anger at the arrogant man. "Your father Gold Roger conquered the Grand Line and opened the door to the Great Pirate Era by sacrificing himself. As a Navy admiral, it's not my place to say so, but he was true to his name: the King of Pirates!"

That's bullshit. That's complete and utter bullshit that he's spouting! 

You felt a strong vein form on your head from your anger as you yelled at Akainu.

"Stop lying! You don't believe that at all magma bastard! You who called a member from Roger's crew a coward and believe that a pirates life means nothing whether alive or dead!" You panted out with clenched fists at the man, who took a mere glance at you as he huffed to himself.

"That's because your father was a coward. Not even there at his captain's execution from what I hear. What has he done besides running for all these years? What has Whitebeard done?" 

Your eyes narrowed. 'Liar.' You thought. Your mother always spoke about how your father was stubborn and loyal. Rayleigh said he always had someone's back in a fight and you'll believe both of them. 

Akainu is a liar. 

Just a dirty, no good, not fit to be a marine, liar.

"I wonder if he really had the intention to fight. I assume that he established a large family some place and was satisfied being a big fish in a little barrel." You can feel Ace's intensifying flames from where you stood. Shit. He's hitting their weak spot. This guy is really just a big old pussy who can't find another way to defeat his enemies besides hitting them emotionally. 

You took a few deep breaths as Akainu continued. "There are some fools in the world who'd say that his name is keeping peace on various islands but if you ask me, he's just keeping lightweights in fear of him and he thinks that he's a hero which makes me laugh!"

Your eyes darkened for a split second, ruining your calming breaths before you closed your eyes and continued as you rolled your shoulders in preparation.

"When Roger was alive, Whitebeard had second billing and even after Roger's death, he couldn't become King. That means he'll never be better then Roger and he'll be a loser forever! Same thing with Silver, an old man who ran with his tail between his legs the second his captain entered Impel Down. Even leaving his daughter and lover behind, with no steady income." Your eyes were shadowed by your cap as the man went on and on, about this and that. Whether it was about Whitebeard or your father, Akainu continued to talk as if he personally knew the men he was openly mocking. Ace began a slow walk towards Akainu as he yelled at him furiously for him to stop. His crew began to call him back, unaware of the young ex-marine woman lifting her large buster sword on top of her shoulders with some effort.

"People don't deserve to live if they can't live justly! Especially those who can't even stay in the path of Justice because of their blood! Punks like you guys don't deserve a place to live!" Jet growled under his breath at the way the Admiral was speaking about his captain, Taka's eyes twitching as well. The whole Silver Judgement crew held themselves back, knowing (Y/N) would not like them risking their lives with an Admiral. 

"Stop it!" Ace yelled.

"Whitebeard will die as a loser! It's fitting for a fish in a big barrel!" Akainu yells back intensely, his eyes seeming to almost pop out of his sockets.

'If only.' You thought darkly as you took deep breaths, trying to calm the inner storm within you that's willing to explode at any moment.

"Whitebeard is a great pirate who shaped this era! Don't make fun of the man who saved me!" Ace yelled back as he prepared an attack, his crew protesting at him. Akainu began his own attack with his magma as a heat wave seemed to appear and cause pirates to sweat from the power of the two heat users, until Akainu overpowered Ace.

"Both Whitebeard and you guys who call him Pops are the same after all—losers!" Akainu yelled as he threw back Ace to the ground, making you tense as you held back a growl. Akainu mocked Ace for his recklessness as he said his power was stronger then his. 

You couldn't take it anymore.

"Soryu..." You whispered, as you appeared in front of your fallen friend with your buster sword protectively in front of him as you faced the magma Admiral.

 

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Reader-San! Wha–?! 

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?

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Notes:

**Soryu: where you can move in an instant flash in a burst of high speed. Taught and learned normally by marines.

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Votes~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 39
Mihawk:54
Crocodile:21
Doflamingo: 22
Smoker: 30
Lucci: 22

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 3
Buggy: 5

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Chapter 97: . . . no

Summary:

Stand your ground with magma.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

"Captain!"

"(Y/N)! Ace!"

You breathed in deeply through your nose as you looked up at Akainu with your eyes hidden behind your cap, a nervous sweat coming down your temple. 'Shit...I don't think I'll last much longer.' You cursed internally.

Smoker's eyes widened as he saw (Y/N) face to face to Admiral Sakazuki, knowing that she already lost in terms of power and speed the first time Akainu appeared before her in this war. Is she being an idiot?! She has to back off!

Crocodile and Mihawk quickly turned their heads, as blood began to pump within them from the adrenaline. As well as a mix of something else. Doflamingo watched with intrigued eyes at the young woman facing off the Admiral, his hands twitching.

"Ah. Silver Blood." Akainu glanced down at you, causing you to tense slightly in nervous preparation. "Daughter of Silver of the Molten Metal, famous blacksmith of the Roger pirates. The Pirate King, Gold Roger." You felt Ace tense as the marine continued, "Dragon the Revolutionary. The three of you being allies is frightening. Two of you being step brothers even."

You felt the heat of Akainu's magma fist easily from where you were in front of Ace, causing you to sweat from the intense heat as you tried to regain some breath and energy.

"Your fate has been decided!", you glanced up at Akainu with narrowed eyes as you clenched your fists around your sword, "Regardless of who gets away, I will never let the three of you escape! Now," Akainu slowly slid his dark ruthless eyes to his left, causing your heart to fall as you realized what he was looking at.

"Take a good look..." Ace gasped as he quickly glanced up as you tried to stop the Admiral only for your body to tremble as Akainu jumped towards Luffy.

"Wait!" Ace called.

'Shit! No...!' You cursed as your body wanted to fall only for you to dig your sword into the ground to help you stay up. 

"Luffy!"

'NO!'

You turned your head back.

"...no." You whispered, frozen.

Akainu's fist was through Ace's chest, protecting Luffy who was frozen in shock. But he wasn't the only one. Your thoughts seemed to backpedal all the way back into the past.

"Hey! (Y/N)! Haven't seen you in awhile, what's been going on with you?" A grinning Ace said as he quickly bumped his fists with you in greeting. 

You smirked at the young pirate.

"Nothing much. What's going on with you? I'm hearing you're part of Whitebeard's crew nowadays."

There's a hole in your friend's chest. In your Nakama's chest. A big wide hole. With blood.

"Man. Just ignore them (Y/N), they aren't worth the trouble. Come on! You know it's super fun when we drink together!" He tipped your hat teasingly with a knowing smirk, and continued to laugh even when you gave a punch to his shoulder.

"Ah, shut up you!"

Ace's beads fell slowly onto the ground, but for some odd reason, you couldn't hear the sound of them when it met the floor. Your ears not working. 

'Ace...'

You think your heart is in your throat.

"Pfft! Oh come on! You can't lie to me, the 'oh great and deadly' Silver Blood. You totally have a crush on that man." You blushed in embarrassment as you looked at your mug that was on top of the bar counter.

"N-No I don't! We're just friends!"

Ace snorted.

"Yeah, and an Admiral will become Pirate King." You glared at him, causing Ace to give a chuckle as he nudged your shoulder with his own.

"Alright, alright. I give. But you should just tell him already, the way my little brother spoke about Shanks; he doesn't seem that bad of a guy." He put a hand on your shoulder, squeezing it with a soft smile.

"But take your time. Tell him when you're ready alright? And if he does anything," Ace's smile turned into a smirk as he lit a small flame on his finger, "make sure you invite me to the party to kick his ass."

A burst of blood came out of Ace's mouth, a strangled cough resonated out of Ace as his body moved up because of the pain. You watched as the blood fell onto the ground, hearing the loud splatter as your wide eyes took it in. Couldn't help but noticing how his beads matched the color of his blood.

'Ace!'

You feel like this isn't even real.

"I don't know what you're talking about. My beads are fine." You looked at him in a deadpan.

"Are you trying to make a fashion statement or something with those? Trying to match?" Ace tsked as he pointed at your marine cap.

"I don't know why you're criticizing about my choice of accessories when you're wearing that. Doesn't even go with what you're wearing." You laughed as you pointed at him with tears coming out of your eyes, causing Ace to mildly flush.

"You said accessories! You are trying to match!"

"No! I ju-just like this necklace okay?!"

Akainu pulled out his fist from Ace as the young pirate struggled to stay up on his feet as you watched, one of your fists tightening on the floor. You didn't even notice when you fell onto the ground, your knees and sword being the only thing that's helping you stay up.

You feel empty.

Is this happening?!

Luffy caught Ace before he hit the floor, as everyone began to attack and run towards the admiral in a blind rage.

What's happening?!

Why is this happening?!

They were...they were just running side by side. They fist bumped each other like they always did. They even shared smiles with one another, knowing that both of them will live another day. They were going to escape!

They were going to win!

What's...what's happening...? It can't be real...this isn't real...none of this is real.

You still proudly hold your cap on your head, knowing that you got it with your own strength. You were sitting next to Ace in a random bar with a mug in your hand as you flushed in embarrassment about your love and trust for Shanks. The young pirate laughing all the while with a happy grin. That's what's happening...it can't be real. 

This can't be real! He's okay! Everything is still okay!

Ace!

ACE!

"ACE!"

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Mental breakdown of Silver Blood, has begun.
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HOW?!

SUCH BEAUTY!! SUCH ELEGANCE!! ALL THESE POSES!! ALL THOSE EXPRESSIONS!!! >////////////////<

SO FREAKIN SEXY!!!!!

I have to say my favorite one is the boxing glove one though. ^.^ Shows Silver Blood determination of training and how she keep going and GOING! Each pose means something guys, all according to how Silver Blood lives her life and how others see her.

ITS ALL AMAZING!!

THANKS AGAIN!! (JUST SO FREAKIN GOOD!!!)

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Notes:

Votes~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 39
Mihawk:54
Crocodile:21
Doflamingo: 22
Smoker: 30
Lucci: 22

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 3
Buggy: 5

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Chapter 98: Humiliating Defeat

Summary:

How swift victory becomes defeat.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

"Say...have you ever lost someone?" You looked at him from your sitting form. Ace keeping his gaze onto the night horizon that was before them. Both of them unable to sleep, well one. 

Yourself.

You raised an eyebrow at him, a slightly amused(fake) smirk on your lips as you gazed at the still standing man who was gazing towards the sky from their perch of a cliff they found at this island not far from the village.

"What's with that question?"

Ace's lips twitched down, his eyes sliding towards yours.

"You get this look in your eye sometimes
(Y/N)...and sometimes I get worried. You don't have to answer if you don't—"

"My mother." You cut in. Ace widened his eyes, then gave a small nod as he came to sit besides you with a heavy sigh. Rubbing the back of his neck.

"Was she...nice?" The raven haired man awkwardly asked.

Your smile softened, your eyes distant as you thought about the past.

"She was the best mother anyone could ask for." Ace's eyes looked at you, seeming to want you to go on with what seemed to be like a need to know. 

"She hummed and sang Bink's Sake to me when I was a kid. Instead of from a pirate, I learned it from her. She helped me with ignoring about the rest of the town said about me, about us", you added strongly, Ace listening intensely. "Even when she got sick, she was the one that helped me pull through and did her best to make me happy. Even with the unsteady income we had from my father." 

Your smile disappeared as you looked down.

"And then she died when I was seven. I was alone with no one, ashamed of the blood within me."

"She sounded amazing."

You glanced up to see Ace with a gentle smile and caring eyes.

"You're not ashamed of your father now huh? ...it's a little weird." He commented with a sudden frown. 

"Yeah, I guess it is huh? But I need to find him. He's somewhere in this sea. I want to meet the man that my mom couldn't stop talking about when I was a kid."

Ace looked away, his gaze back towards the dark horizon, seeming to be in thought.

You frowned, suspicious about his actions throughout your explanation.

"...say...I know you said you told me you were raised by bandits, but does that mean—?"

"I was orphaned since birth."

You shut your mouth up at that, moving your eyes to look at the way the moon seemed to kiss the sea. That explained how he was so curious about how your mother was, and how odd he acted.

It was silent for a few moments, both of them watching the sea as it moved calmly with its waves. A bit of sea breeze touching their faces.

"That's why I only see Whitebeard as my father."

You glanced at him, waiting for him to continue as Ace continued to look towards the ocean with clenched eyes.

"I'm grateful for my mother for having the name that I have. But I'll never thank HIM for anything. My father is and will always be Whitebeard."

Silence again went between them, and then you reached towards your friends shoulder. He looked up with a frown and tight eyes, looking at your own understanding ones.

"I may not fully get it now, but there was a time where I felt the same way you did." You replied, remembering the times where you were young and saw Garp as the only family you had left instead of your real father. "You're right. No matter what anyone says, the man that actually raised you was Whitebeard right?"

Ace widened his eyes and then gave a grateful nod, turning his head back towards the horizon. A peaceful atmosphere between them, which you were thankful for.

He didn't ask about why you have your nightmares. Again.

You smiled softly.

Ace is the best.

You don't want him to know anyway, that you've lost more then your mother because of your past.

Yourself.

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"ACE!"

The pain in your voice was obvious, tears threatening to fall because of your fallen comrade. Friend. Nakama. Drinking buddy. Who would laugh and grin with an easy going nature. 

Who had blood running down his back. A hole in his chest. And was being held by his young little brother who was touching said blood with shaking hands.

Why can't you get up?!

GET UP!

Why can't you...?! You gritted your teeth in frustration as you tried to get up with your buster sword only to slide down again from your legs.

ACE! He...no... 

Your observant eyes spotted how he slouched fully on his brother, not able to hold his own weight.

YOU'RE ALIVE! You have to get up! 

Tears was going down your young friend's face, a strained shaking smile on his bloody lips. Making you freeze.

'No...'

Why can't you move?! You have to!

But then you spotted it.

He fell. And fell. And fell.

Until he fell no more and landed onto the ground, a visible smile on his lips.

And you fell with him. Inside. As your wide eyes gazed, gazed, and gazed. Staring. Wondering. But also not wondering at all. Hearing a strangled and heart wrenching cry from Luffy, you couldn't help but feel the same.

You have to... What were you going to do?

'Then you'll know what will happen. Everyone close to you Silver Blood, will be met by a similar fate. And you won't be able to protect all of them.'

Your eyes darkened, your gaze moving towards the standing Akainu. A familiar chill rushed through your body as a sudden quiet rage filled up within you. You looked at the completely stoic man who didn't have an inch of remorse or regret of what he did.

'Monster.' You thought with a growl, clenching your fists around your buster sword. Slowly pulling yourself up with slitted eyes looking directly at the Admiral.

He hurt him.

He hurt your friend.

He hurt your Nakama.

He—

'He's dead.' Your mind supplied coldly. You slowly took out your buster sword out from the ground and began to walk.

You knew what you had to do.

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Notes:

Breakdown of Silver Blood, completed.

For those of you wondering on how exactly your energy is depleted like Luffy when you are indeed stronger then him, it is because of Ivankov's serum.

If anyone remembers, back in Impel Down, your injuries were great. QUITE great. You could barely speak.

But then Ivankov gave you his hormone energy thing. It gave you a great energy boost, and the hormones helped your body to ignore your injuries. And those don't last forever, as you saw how Luffy had to get a second shot.

Which brings up my point.

Luffy got two hormone shots.

You only got one.

And the enemies you fought with or went up against even if it was just a confrontation, they were stronger then the one's Luffy confronted. Since you were helping defend Luffy from enemies.

It also didn't help that once you rescued Ace, you let your guard down and your mind thought that everything was alright and the mission was completed. Causing your body to slowly break down and your energy to mostly disappear.

Though, you ARE a person who can be controlled by your emotions and dark thoughts. You may be a strategist and have quick thinking, but your emotions help you.

Like how they are right now, you facing Akainu.

Oh wait. That's not helping you is it?

I'll give you guys a warning.

Like I said in my first chapter, I wanted you guys to laugh.

And to cry just as much.

^_^

Get it?

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 40
Mihawk:55
Crocodile:21
Doflamingo: 22
Smoker: 30
Lucci: 22

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 3
Buggy: 5

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Chapter 99: Mask, Gone

Summary:

How you earned your epithet.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

"Captain!"

"Stop!"

Voices went over your head as you continued to walk towards the Admiral, who spotted you with his dark eyes as you continued your confident stride.

Two bodies came in your way in front of you, one Jet, the other Hak your mind supplied as you continued without a pause.

"(Y/N)! Stop! Whatever you're thinking won't help!"

"Listen to Jet, Captain! We gotta go, let Whitebeard handle him!"

You continued with your eyes hidden behind your cap, and then you rose your head.

Jet and Hak froze.

You walked past your two crew members, who were nervously sweating from what they saw in your eyes.

'(Y/N)...looked like she was going to kill us...' They both thought, as they didn't dare to turn around to the woman. 

She's not their captain.

Doflamingo gave a small hum as he had his hand in the air, sunglasses glinting as he watched the young once marine hold a different sort of expression then usual. A knowing smile then slid across his face, him slowly lowering his hand.

Sand began to materialize beside (Y/N) as she walked, a cigar forming with a scowling scarred face quickly appearing after it.

"Silver Blood. Stay levelheaded." The woman said nothing. Not even a glance. Just kept on walking.

Crocodile's scowl deepened, a frown on his face.

"You're kidding yourself if you think you can beat an Admiral." The Warlord said for naught, for she wasn't listening.

Crocodile swallowed a deep growl that wanted to come up his throat. The woman was being rash and was not listening to his warnings. Her emotions have gained complete control over her.

He reached his hand, to come upon her shoulder to stop her with force if words seemed to have not worked.

"Gin Chi—"

The resigned Warlord stopped.

Her large sword was pointing directly at him, only a few centimeters from his scarred face.

"Crocodile." (Y/N) called, voice cold. The bloody nickname that she deemed for him did not release from her lips. And Crocodile remembered on why there was so much fear around the infamous ex-marine Silver Blood. Why each time someone recognizes that hat on her proud head and that famous sword that was on her back that moved with her body in confidence, they would freeze or run.

Those 'rumors' were truth. 

For the former Warlord can visibly see the flash of silver within her blade. Threatening. 

'She who always left a bloody mess of her victims, who only saw a flicker of silver before their death.'

Silver Blood.

That is the woman before him. But she is different from the one he knows. This was the one he did not want to be acquainted with, back when he was forming his plans in Alabasta. 

Crocodile shifted, as he gazed at the distant eyes of the former marine.

"Do not touch me." Was all she said, before she turned her back towards him like he was just a bug. Something that would normally anger him but all he feels is a bitter taste in his mouth as his narrowed silver eyes could only watch the woman known as Silver Blood walking to what the Warlord thinks is her demise.

Crocodile cursed internally.

'There's only one person she would possibly listen to...'

Mihawk's golden eyes flashed as he saw his former student walk towards the Admiral Akainu with her sword out. Her shoulders tense, a gait that suggested she was ready to move to a battle stance in a mere second. Mihawk would normally appraise her for the readiness of battle, but this is no spar. This isn't a fight between them, a teacher and student.

She's going towards a fight with an Admiral.

He quickly released an attack from his trusted blade Yoru, towards her. Anything to stop the rash woman. Instead of deflecting, (Y/N) dodged with masterful agility. Her body easily twisting within the air and then landing with her face hidden by shadows as a result of her cap. The Warlord ignored the way marines looked towards him in awe as they muttered that he was helping more then they thought he would. His gaze only looking towards her.

She turned her head towards him.

Her eyes were then revealed for him from under her cap. 

Dark.

That's all he saw.

Darkness. Cold. Distant. Hate.

Strong hate.

It made the World's Strongest Swordsman internally flinch at her gaze, for her eyes were directed at him.

Do not get in my way, her eyes said as she continued. Ignoring the desperate calls of her name from her crew. And the others who came along with her from Impel Down.

'How inconvenient...' Mihawk thought as he clenched his blade, something he rarely did for his blade was one of his most trustworthy companions so he treated it carefully. 'That the one man that (Y/N) would listen to is absent from this war.'

"(Y/N)!" 

And just like that, she froze.

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SO MANY DIFFERENT EMOTIONS!!! >///////////////////<

AND ALL OF THEM SO FREAKIN CUTE~~!!! I CANT!!!! X3

From serious, to bashful, to sad, to that BELOVED grin we all know and love. That grin that we all want to always be there on Silver Blood's face!

Caps there, as well as her messy scar! I like it when people remember that Silver Blood's scar is messy and not at all clean.

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Notes:

Votes~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 40
Mihawk:55
Crocodile:21
Doflamingo: 22
Smoker: 30
Lucci: 22

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 3
Buggy: 5

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I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 100: The Bond of Silver and White

Summary:

You listen.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

"(Y/N)!"

And just like that, she froze.

All Warlords glanced towards the new voice, spotting a marine with silver hair and two cigars between his clenched teeth. White Hunter, they all recognized with slowly narrowed and curious eyes.

"What are you doing?!" The marine yelled, voice hoarse. "Stop being an idiot and snap out of it! (Y/N)!"

You slowly blinked. 

'What am I doing...? I...'

You glanced up towards Smoker, who had his brows too furrowed for your liking. Too everything. Eyes too tight and shoulders too stiff, his whole body completely tense.

'Smoker...'

You glanced behind you and spotted an unconscious Luffy over a bleeding Ace. You broke at the sight.

'Ace...' You thought with watered eyes. 

He's dead. Your friend is gone. One of your previous Nakama. You won't be able to share drinks with him anymore. Laugh with him anymore. Not see that beautiful smile, that was so bright. To see that fiery spirit of his, as the both of you fought side by side. Share stories, you with a smirk and him with that lovable grin of his that reminds you so much of—

Your eyes widened.

'Luffy!'

You looked towards the fallen young pirate, the one who believed just as much as you, probably even more that he would rescue his brother. The one that you believed in strongly. The one who helped break them out of the inescapable and torturous Hell, Impel Down.

'The one who will become Pirate King.' 

You glanced down at your trusted buster sword, and clenched. With just a glance back towards your childhood friend and first Nakama, you went with new rigor back towards your fallen friend and the Future Pirate King. Quickly telling your crew's objective to stay by the ships and defend while necessary. Completely ignoring the ruthless Admiral that you were about to kill in vengeance.

All three Warlords came to one conclusion at that time, as they saw the marine's shoulders relax and turn back to battle. Only looking over his shoulder once in suspicion, seeming to sense their heated gazes.

This one, was the only one that the great Silver Blood listened to. The one that she did not threaten with a look, or a mere word, or her deadly sword.

Doflamingo gave out a dark chuckle, as he sat on the numerous dead bodies of marines and pirates alike. Amused eyes hidden by his dark lenses of his sunglasses, with a mix of something else that only made him more excited.

'What do you know? There's been another player all along...'

Mihawk's golden eyes were in his own battle, slashing and cutting enemies away. However, his thoughts were still on what he just saw and heard with his own eyes and ears. 

'It seems that there was a mistake on who was in the lead. If that Red Hair truly messed up then...'

Crocodile still had his eyes on White Hunter, who actually glanced back at him from his fight with narrowed eyes. Willing to accept a challenge from him at any moment, despite at what happened in Alabasta between the two of them with clear difference in power.

Which is where Crocodile's thoughts were, for he remembered something that Silver Blood said to him once she came again to Alabasta with the Strawhats. After the flooding of the casino.

"And you should know Croc-y, I wouldn't have forgiven you for what you almost accomplished within your casino. An old friend of mine was there." She stated, her eyes dangerously narrowed behind her Marine cap as Crocodile raised an eyebrow.

'An old friend...White Hunter?' Crocodile thought with a puff of smoke from his cigar.

His suspicions were correct. It was indeed White Hunter that she was speaking of, an old friend. There is history between the two of them. A strong history if all White Hunter had to do was call her name out to stop her rashness.

Crocodile's silver eyes narrowed, clenching his cigar between his mouth as he turned away from the marine.

'Another idiot in the way.'

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It's nice to have bonds with people eh?

The Warlords may have a point though...who do YOU guys think is in the lead?

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GAHHHHH!!!! HOW?!?!?! SO PERF! 

SUCH BEAUTY!!

That side profile... >///////////< UGH!

And I just love the way you did the hair, so cute and spiky! ^.^ 

I also liked how you did the cap, cause although it ISNT damaged or nicked or anything like that, it IS worn from the years. YOU REMEMBERED THAT!! ^///////////^

GOOD JOB!!

THANKS AGAIN FOR THE DRAWING  BoredThoughts  !!! EVERYONE CHECK THEM OUT ALRIGHT?!?! THEYRE AMAZING~!!! 

 

Notes:

Votes~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 41
Mihawk:55
Crocodile:21
Doflamingo: 23
Smoker: 30
Lucci: 22

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 3
Buggy: 5

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Chapter 101: The End is Nearing

Summary:

Everything is blurring.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

It's a blur.

A big and confusing blur as you dodged and deflected numerous attacks, anything to help defend Jimbei who held Luffy close to him. The young boy that you believed in so strongly, with all your heart, mind and soul that he will become Pirate King, is unconscious. Because although you believed he would get this far(to save Ace) and was so close to reach their mission(oh so close), you truly did overestimate the boy. He wasn't ready for this war. This bloody battlefield with deaths left and right from both sides, this battle with only loss and destruction of both body and mind. But never mind this, all of you must keep running towards the ships to escape from this hellhole, with you doing your best to deflect attacks towards the fishmen and Strawhat. 

You couldn't help but think back once more. Because you're human.

One moment you were defending your fallen friend's body, because how can you leave him there? With marines all around? Who would take his body and use it as a trophy? A trophy to the world that they killed the Pirate King's son, who had a grand hole in his chest. 

Blood everywhere

And with that oh so familiar soft grin of his that he would make at times when he thinks no one's looking. But you would. And you—

In the next moment, Marco and the other commanders came in front to stop Akainu to get Luffy that was behind you. You panted, watching with sweat coming down your brow as Marco yelled out his commands. For he is the First Commander of the Whitebeard Pirates, his captain being a Yonko. 

"Jimbei! Get Ace's brother out of here! (Y/N)," you straightened at the call of your name, and tried not to glance at the Admiral who was cold, disgusting, ruthless, monster,
monstermonstermonster

"Help Jimbei with Luffy! Get out of here!"

You opened your mouth to protest, but you winced. A sharp pain coming up your arms as you continued to hold Kuroi ten'nosabaki.

'This is bad.' You thought with clenched teeth, starting to feel uselessness as your energy is quickly depleting from your body. And so with a small 'Tch', you slowly went to follow Jimbei. But not before taking one last glance at your friend.

'Ace...'

You shook your head and continued. You would mourn all you want later, but not now. Not here. With so many people waiting to jump at your weakness, to take advantage of it.

It doesn't help that Akainu is after your head too.

A few minutes afterwords though, a sick but giddy feeling spread throughout your body as you saw Whitebeard handling Akainu. The Strongest Man in the World beating and thrashing the ruthless Admiral was a sight to see. You would've been disturbed by how good it felt to see someone getting slowly killed by the strongest man in the world, but you cannot deny how nice it is to see the bastard get a taste of his own medicine.

Your lips twitched upwards.

It was nice indeed.

But then the disgusting man that can rival Akainu, Blackbeard, made his appearance. You ignored what was happening behind you to the best of your ability as you continued to assist Jimbei with defending Luffy despite the shaking and falling ground. Whitebeard's next words made you pause and suck a breath.

"ONE PIECE...IS OUT THERE!"

It may not matter to your dream, but the fact that it had to do with Luffy's is a different story. It was also a bonus, because on how furious the top marines will probably think of that information. As well as how this is documented, the chance it will cause another era from forming is a high possibility.

'That's what they get.' A cold but neutral voice said in the back of your mind, and you couldn't help but agree.

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Mah...how... DARK Reader-San is eh?

Surprising? You shouldn't be. Haven't you been paying attention~?

We all wear masks.

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THE SCARF!!!! ( ? ) THAT CUTE LITTLE RED SCARF AROUND SILVER BLOOD'S NECK IS JUST SO ADORABLE~~!!!!

X3

And that SWORD!! You made such a nice hilt for the huge buster sword~ You colored it well too, very detailed. SO GOOD JOB ON THAT! Especially for someone so young! ^.^

THAT MEANS YOURE TALENTED!!

AND CHIBI SB IS SO FREAKIN CUTE AND CUDDABLE!! OR JUST FREAKIN GLOMPABLE!!!! IM SOUNDING LIKE DOFLAMINGO BUT I DONT CARE!!

TOO CUTE~!! X3

THANKS AGAIN  Shadow_Deer  !!!  EVERYBODY CHECK THEM OUT, THEYRE AWESOME AND AMAZING!!

 

Notes:

Votes~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 42
Mihawk:55
Crocodile:21
Doflamingo: 24
Smoker: 30
Lucci: 22

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 3
Buggy: 5

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 102: Slowly Fading

Summary:

The strong die, the magma is unrelenting, and the sunny storm must live.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Another death passed.

And the Strongest Man alive was no more, as he stood with a confident pose. Not giving into the effects of gravity, never to fall.

'Mourn later.' Your mind supplied as you continued with your attacks, panting and gasping. Your moves getting slower and slower, blood coming down onto your left eye. A past wound from Impel Down reopening, as your left scarred cheek was marked by a red trail. 

Pain. 

More pain. More sweat. More blood.

By the point where they were almost near the ships, you were hoping that all the blood you're feeling on your body wasn't yours. And that the cause of your hazy vision was because of those blasted blood trails that came from your head, and not because of how close you were to just falling over.

'Keep moving! For Luffy! For Ace!' One part of your mind yelled, helping your body move forward with a smudge more of adrenaline.

A sweltering heat came from below, and you couldn't help but widen your eyes when Akainu appeared from underground before the three of them.

Your sensing abilities seems to have gone, but it didn't stop you from sluggishly throwing an attack his way. With an assist from Ivankov.

"Tengoku no...Tsuyomi...!"

"Hell Wink!"

Sadly, it did not stop the blasted Admiral to stop giving chase towards them. You were starting to grow concerned. Not only is your energy depleting, and your sensing ability for Haki is messed up, but the amount of Buso Haki within you is nearly gone. The most you would be able to do is three normal Haki infused attacks and only one Kuro to Gin at the most.

'Shit.'

Akainu was right on their tails, as the three of them were about to jump to the now once again frozen ocean.

'Shit!'

You cursed as you tried to deflect Akainu's attack towards the three of them, only to be burned on your right hand where you were holding your sword and landing fiercely on the ground with a strangled cough. Hearing Jimbei giving a pained cry as he landed near you, you trying to push your shaking and protesting body to move.

"Out of my way! The both of you!" Akainu demanded, his dark eyes glancing towards
(Y/N) coldly. Who was trying to lift herself up with loud pants and gasps, and had her eyes narrowed defiantly at him. Akainu scoffed.

"It seems Silver Blood, that you are willing to put your life on the line for this boy as well. Tell me," Akainu walked up towards the three of them as Jimbei assessed the wounded Luffy, "do you really believe he will become Pirate King?"

You said nothing. Only having dangerous slitted eyes as your answer to the unimpressed Admiral.

"I see...if you truly believe that, then he must be eliminated first and foremost."

Your eyes widened. You tried to scramble upwards to stop the Admiral's fist, anything to stop him from hitting Luffy. Only for you to stop with a pained hiss from your burnt hand.

'No! Not him too...!'

A wall of sand appeared, cutting the Admiral in half.

Your eyes glanced over at the familiar figure and your shoulders unconsciously relaxed at the man.

"Croc...y..." You croaked, a hint of a relieved smile. You would have to apologize to him for your earlier behavior. From how the man has been throughout this war, you should hug him after this.

"Sables!"

Or not.

You tried to hold onto something as you were being whisked away by a sand tornado along with Jimbei and Luffy, but all you had was your Black Heaven's Judgement. And that was being a problem, your burnt hand and all.

"Somebody, catch them and put them on the ship!" Crocodile commanded.

The crew quickly gave their obedient answer, but Jimbei couldn't help but call out the sand user's name in surprise.

Crocodile glanced back at the three of them, and his next words pierced your chest.

"You gotta protect the one you wanna protect!"

Silver eyes met dark (e/c) ones for a split second, and a small shaky smile formed on your face at the surprising comment from the once Warlord.

"Don't let them have their way!"

'Crocodile...'

You tightened the hold of your sword, ignoring the pain from your hand as you tried to make your feet face the ground. Jimbei and Luffy behind you as the sand drifted away. A sense of new adrenaline and determination coming within you.

'Thank you.'

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*Doki*Doki*

^3^

Sorry. Not the time I know. When this is over, then we can joke all we want right?

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FANART OF THE DAY:

XHL9AG8

Hmu3nFx

By: coffee addict

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...

Nghhh.... ;-;

NNNNNNNNNGGHGGGHHHHHHH
;∀; )

GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

HOW?! SO BEAUTIFUL!!! THAT SWORD IN THE FIRST ONE! THAT POSE, THAT WONDERFUL SMILE!! THOSE PRETTY EYES!! IT LOOKS LIKE SUCH A GOOD PROFILE PIC!! ('°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥?°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ )

AND THE SECOND ONE WITH ALL THE DOODLES!! AND THOSE POSES AND EXPRESSIONS

THIS IS THE FIRST DRAWING OF WHERE IVE SEEN A CHILD SILVER BLOOD! SO RARE! SUCH UNIQUE! SO WOW!!

THANKS AGAIN coffee addict OVER ON QUOTEV!! THEY DID ONE BEFORE, AND NOW THEY KEEP ON COMING! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!

 

Notes:

Votes~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 42
Mihawk:55
Crocodile:21
Doflamingo: 24
Smoker: 30
Lucci: 22

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 3
Buggy: 5

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 103: Buggy to the Rescue. . .?!

Summary:

Black encompasses your vision.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

As you were judging who would be able to catch them as you corrected yourself with Geppo, you bumped into a now unmovable Jimbei and Luffy.

'...what?'

A question mark appeared over your head, as you now held onto the Fishmen Warlord's yukata.

"What's going on?!" A familiar voice shrieked. Your confusion immediately went away as you leaned over to see Buggy with half of his body gone, but holding all three of them in the air. A sense of ease came onto you as you looked at the man.

"Bu..ggy..!" 

The blue-haired glanced over at you and did a double take, booger coming out of his nose.

"Ehhhhh?! Silver Blood (Y/N)?!" He shrieked, clear panic in his voice.

You gave a strained smile.

"Thanks...for...catch...ing us..."

Buggy's face turned from panicky to an embarrassed and sheepish look as he glanced from side to side with a red face.

"A-ah, it was nothing—wait," Buggy's eyes widened as he noticed his hold on Jimbei and Luffy.

"EHHH?! JIMBEI AND MUGIWARA ARE HERE TOO?!"

Buggy then once again glanced towards you, noticing your large injuries then glanced at the heavily injured Jimbei and unconscious Luffy. He started to slowly panic once more as he analyzed their injuries. 

'They're all covered in blood! Especially Silver Blood!'

How the hell did she get all those? From what it seemed in Impel Down and on the ship when she threw that cannon, he thought that Silver's daughter would be alright in the war. So, imagine his surprise seeing her panting heavily and with wounds all around her body.

"What made you guys fly in the sky with blood all over you?!"

You were about to answer, but felt an incoming attack filled with heat to the right of them. You narrowed your eyes and clenched your hold once more on your sword. 

With Buggy distracted, there will be no time for all of them to dodge the attack.

"Bu..ggy...Move..."

Buggy glanced at you and then towards the incoming attack and screamed.

"AHHHHH!! WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE!!"

You gave a quick glance towards him, eyes slitted. Buggy quickly went tight lip at your hard gaze.

"Take...care of...them..."

And with that you quickly pushed them away, causing a confused Buggy to move in the air. You used Geppo to keep your balance within the air, and prepared to deflect the attack away from all of them. You held your sword in front of you slanted, the heat quickly meeting your sword as you gritted your teeth. Although your sword was covered in the little Buso Haki you have, your hands that were dangerously close to the hot magma were not. The magma thankfully managed to slowly fall back towards the ground. 

You let out a breath of relief.

"How foolish."

You widened your eyes and tensed. You turned around with your sword already up, quickly trying to put back up the Buso Haki within it.

Akainu's dark eyes were slits as he looked over at you at what you would describe as disgust.

"It seems I must give you your lesson early, Silver Blood."

The many people below on the ground looked at the exchange with wide eyes. The Silver Judgement Pirates paused at what they were doing and widened their eyes, filled with fear. As well as a horrible and strong sense of dread.

"Captain!"

Akainu raised his magma covered fist and gave a strong punch towards your sword, near the hilt.

Four men paused and glanced up, each with different forms of gazes.

You clenched your jaw in pain and exertion as you tried to hold your own against the strong hit of Akainu towards your sword. Akainu's eyes narrowed as he pulled back once more.

'Shit...' You thought, as you panted and observed with hazy eyes at how Akainu went into position of a punch once more.

'Maybe... I can just go and visit Ace...just for a little while...' 

Akainu's fist slowly went towards your chest that was vulnerable, into what seemed to be in slow motion. You watching with eyes that were distant. 

'Yeah...that doesn't sound bad... But...'

Your eyes hardened as you thought about one happy go lucky pirate. And so you quickly clenched your hands once more around your trusty sword that's been with you since the beginning. You raised it and—

Your eyes widened.

You're out of Buso Haki!

Your sword is going to be destroyed! Without the Haki, Akainu will...

And so you made a split second and stupid decision.

You raised your arms crossed in a X and hid your chest and face behind it, a burning and painful sensation went throughout your right forearm.

You screamed.

And you kept giving a pained shriek as you went through the air, your arm burning with the wind catching the smoke from it. You kept giving pained grunts and moans as you crashed throughout the many buildings of Marineford until you finally stopped. You were already unconscious once you landed on the cemented ground once more.

With only a brief and final feeling of something slithering across your body. You were only able to see a dark void.

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What? You thought you will be saved by the beloved Law with Jimbei and Luffy?

Tsk, tsk.

Don't be so naive. You're a pirate.

And pirates don't get happy endings .

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FANART OF THE DAY: 

 

sta.sh/04pl4esxaqv

 

By: @MushroomGrenade 

Oh my...SILVER BLOOD!!! ARE YOU OKAY?!?! O.o

ALL THAT BLOOD! OH MY GOODNESS, THIS MUST BE A BATTLE RIDDEN SILVER BLOOD!!

She doesn't look too good...that blank stare she has...and that serious expression with all that blood.  (  ゚ д )

Poor Silver Blood...that must be what she looked like when she 'snapped'. Or maybe how she's feeling right now...you must be so tired Silver Blood...

Rest.

THANKS AGAIN @MUSHROOMGRENADE OVER AT DEVIANTART~!!! >////////< ITS AMAZING!! EVERYBODY CHECK THEM OUT AND SAY HELLO TO THEM OKAY?! 

 

Notes:

Votes~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 42
Mihawk:55
Crocodile:21
Doflamingo: 24
Smoker: 30
Lucci: 22

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 3
Buggy: 5

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 104: Naive

Summary:

You face the uncomfortable truth.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Shanks POV

He stood in between both sides of this ruthless war, finally putting an end to it and at least having this out of the way. To stop all these pointless deaths.

These deaths...

'(Y/N)', Shanks thought, still on guard with his narrowed eyes as he looked around. Her small vivre card within his shirt.

When he finished withholding Kaido from this War of the Best and was on his way, he immediately took notice of a burning sound within his pants pockets. Shanks was aware of (Y/N)'s sentence in Impel Down, so he took notice before from how her vivre card burned. But it managed to become full again, which must've meant that she got fully healed. Shanks was grateful to whoever did that for her.

Forever grateful.

Now, however, as he held the rapidly burning paper on his palm his eyes started to widen. His heart started to pound from what the red headed man registered as fear. Fear for her. Fear for (Y/N).

"Captain? Are you okay?" Lucky Roo asked around his bone of meat.

Shanks clenched his hand around the card and brought it to his chest, his eyes hidden beneath his head of red hair.

"Have the ship move faster. We are losing time."

Lucky Roo, as well as his other closest crew mates, blinked and looked over at him. Shanks slowly raised his head, his eyes in slits, the scar adding to his sinister look.

"We cannot afford anyone else losing their lives, we must go!" Shanks commanded, his tan hand still around the still burning paper.

'Hold on (Y/N)!'

His crew quickly nodded and fixed the sails to possibly go faster, and commands of navigation all mixed together. Shanks couldn't even hear what he was saying, as he walked towards the head of the ship. He slowly opened his hand and looked at her vivre card, her life, burning away.

'Stay alive! I still have so much to tell you, so liveLive (Y/N)!'

When he finally arrived at the site, and he sneaked another peek at (Y/N)'s vivre card he let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding.

'It's healing...'

Little did he know, that he wouldn't find
(Y/N) anywhere in his sights. He still felt stares from some, but the most prominent was Mihawk's. Shanks glanced over to his direction, although the swordsman was far away, he spotted the shake of the head of his ex-rival. And...was that a look of contempt?

Shanks frowned.

'Do they not know?' Shanks thought, bewildered. His eyes strayed to look for a certain close friend of (Y/N). The one you always seem to talk about. Once he spotted the famous marine, he took a look over at him.

The famous White Hunter of the marines, Shanks observed, had a dark look on his face with hands tight on his weapon. The Yonko continued to look at how a bespectacled woman tried to talk to him, but the marine said nothing. Only lifted up his head, and seemed to be glaring harshly at something. Shanks followed his stare, his own eyes narrowing as he noticed what the Commodore was looking at with pure loathing.

The Admiral Akainu.

'So he's the one that hurt (Y/N).'

Before the Admiral looked his way, Shanks changed his expression into a casual smile but with his brows still down. He turned his head and tried to find someone to ask about what happened to (Y/N), but instead his coffee colored eyes landed on the ex-Warlord, Crocodile. Shanks blinked.

It seems...there were dark shadows covering the Logia user's face, so Shanks couldn't really get a good look on him. But, from that deep frown marred on the sand man's bloody face as well as a noticeable vein on his forehead, he wasn't pleased. Far from that. From what Shanks could see, and the aura the man seemed to spew, he looked murderous. Somehow though...his shoulders that were sagged looked defeated?

'There's more to him then I thought', Shanks observed and began to look around. Feeling like there's someone missing... Shanks narrowed his eyes for a moment, not finding the specific Warlord anywhere. A feeling formed in the Yonko's gut, and it wasn't a good one. Just about when Shanks was going to try to search for the odd man, he spotted his old crew mate Buggy still yelling about this or another, and walked over to him to find out exactly what happened.

"Buggy." Shanks began, only for his friends eyes to snap at him and limbs to start go everywhere.

"Bakagami! Don't think that I'm still not mad for what you did! You tricked me about the treasure map! I'll kill—"

"That's fine. Have you seen the famous Silver Blood (Y/N) anywhere? She was here in this war." Shanks interrupted with a calming smile towards the red nosed clown. Buggy immediately stopped.

His face turned pained, water beginning to come from his eyes.

"She—she-" Buggy stopped as he sniffled, trying to wipe away his tears as Shanks could only stare with his eyes wide.

"Silver's daughter...she, (Y/N) saved me! She..." Buggy's eyes watered again, him
now trying to hide it with his stolen Marine hat, pulling it over his eyes.

"Shanks...she's dead. Ever since I met her, she's been saving me! And now when I thought I could—" Buggy cut himself off and sniffled once again, quickly wiping away his tears. He then let out a fake laugh that hurt Shanks' ears as well as his heart to see Buggy like this.

"Hahaha...Silver would kill me if he finds out I could've done something. Yeah...that's why..." Buggy trailed off, his eyes turning distant and shook his head. "I better go. Before Silver comes. AND REMEMBER ILL GET YOU BACK FOR WHAT YOU DID TO ME BAKAGAMI!" Buggy yelled, and quickly moved towards the escaped prisoners of Impel Down who were cheering about how brave he is.

It's been confirmed now.

No one knows that (Y/N) is actually alive and getting her energy back.

'But where are you?' Shanks questioned, clutching her vivre card tightly to his chest.

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??? POV

You groaned.

Everything hurts. Why does everything hurt? Did the Minotaurus beat you good this time? Why couldn't you move?

And why...has the floor of your cell gotten so comfy? Why does it smell like this? Like wine and...

You slowly opened your eyes, only to squint because of how the sun's rays were hitting directly onto your face. You looked around. You were laying on a bed directly next to a window, where the sun flashed you its brilliance causing your body to be warm. But it's too warm... You noticed your body was covered in numerous blankets that felt soft to the touch.

'Where am I? What happened?'

You looked around once again, only to you were what looked like a master bedroom. The king sized bed being in the middle of the room and what seemed to be a balcony outside as well. It took you a second to realize you weren't exactly in a bed, but those soft surfaces that one can sit on where you can look out the window. This was a long one, no wonder you thought it was a bed. It fit your size perfectly. You spotted your swords by the door to the room, causing you to calm down slightly.

But this still doesn't answer your question on where exactly you are, but a nagging feeling was poking in your head. You hope that you're wrong. You looked around once more for clues, only to spot the daily newspaper on a table near you. Along with your cap.

You released a breath of relief at the sight of your treasure, but you must know what has happened.

You went to lift yourself up, only to hiss in pain from your arms. Mostly your right. You lifted them up to inspect them, only to widen your eyes.

Bandages. Both your arms were covered in bandages.

Memories started to flash across your mind.

Betrayal.

Screaming.

Yelling.

Death.

Pain.

Loss.

"No..." You muttered, disbelieving. It can't be true. It can't. You looked over at the newspaper once again, and attempted one more time to lift your self up. It hurt!

"Shit...!" You cursed. Why does everything hurt? It hurts. Your body can't take it. Your heart can't take it. Your mind can't take it.

'Everything hurts...' You eventually succeeded, sitting up and carefully reached over for the newspaper with shaky hands.

Your eyes read over it.

And your heart fell.

"No...no, no, no, nonononono!" You cried.

It can't be true! It cannot! He's not...they aren't!

The door opened, and you spotted a woman you haven't seen before in a maid uniform.

She stopped and widened her eyes.

"Oh! You're awake, I must tell the Young Master about this–"

'It's not true! Ace isn't dead! He can't be dead! They're not dead either! No, no! I failed I—'

"What are you talking about Mistress? Who's dead—?" She stopped herself, realizing you were talking to yourself and not noticing it. The woman came beside you with concern and saw the newspaper you tightly holding onto. Her brows furrowed.

"I failed. I failed! Who am I?! This isn't true! It can't be true!"

The woman tried to shush you, but you couldn't hear her. Those words just kept staring at you. Mocking you. Laughing at you.

"You weren't supposed to read that! Who put it there?" The woman said softly, a cigarette stench seeming to come out her mouth. Her soft eyes looking at you in deep concern.

Your eyes snapped towards the woman finally, and you grabbed her shoulders forcefully, your eyes dark. Ignoring how her eyes widened.

"Is what the newspaper said is true?!" You demanded, voice suddenly cold. "Is it a lie? A hoax? Tell me!"

The woman lowered her eyes. She slowly nodded.

You froze.

You're cold. You got cold.

"No..."

Your heart felt like it dropped to the pits of your stomach. Not beating.

"No...!"

Your bangs covered your watering eyes, but it could not hide the shakiness of your hands as they still held onto the woman.

"No."

You're shaking so much. It hurts. It hurts everywhere. Why does it hurt everywhere?

"No!"

It hurts. Tears fell from your eyes as you tried to hold back a sob, only to fail. You're crying. Why does it hurt so much?! It hurts so much!

"NO!"

'I failed. I failed! I'm a failure! Who am I?' You thought with tears coming down your face and onto the blankets. You failed.

You're a failure. You're nothing but a failure. You will always be a failure. A failure to Garp. A failure to Ace. And a failure to...! Who are you?

What kind of woman are you?! You're so naive!

Strongest woman in the world?

A dry chuckle escaped you, as tears still went down your face with hands shaking. You felt the woman give you a worried look but you didn't care. Who cares?

Who cares right?!

Who are you to have such a dream? Strongest woman in the world? This time you gave a laugh, a shuddering hand coming up to your face hiding your dark fake smile.

That's so stupid. What is that title if you can't even protect your friends? Your Nakama?! Who are you to think you could achieve that?

Stupid. Naive. Idiot. Fool.

Those words have always followed you. And you tried to show to everyone that it's not true. Except it was. It always was.

"Hahaha...I'm naive." You whispered.
You ignorant, oblivious, blubbering, naive idiot.

That's all you are.

That's all you can be.

Ah...but...a coldness went through you, your watered eyes turning into dark cold slits. Your eyes going to the newspaper and who was on the cover as well.

"Akainu." A darkness went through you then, as numerous murderous thoughts came to your mind. You still felt cold.

But revenge is best served cold, eh?

You stared at the title of the newspaper.

'Fire Fist Ace and Silver Judgement Pirates Dead'

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Outside the room, by the door, a tall figure leaned against the wall. His arms were crossed, his pink fur coat covering his arms as his same dark smirk was on his face. Except, his eyes seemed to flash behind glinting sunglasses, causing his smirk to pull down for a moment.

And with a shrug, he walked away.

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...

*cough*cough*

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:X

...

Angst train? Choo Choo?

On a more serious note everyone, the end of the Marineford Arc is here. And now onto a much more darker one...

Let's see how you guys will take next chapter, ne~?

((Points for whomever sees the connection with the chapter title here with two other chapter titles of this story.))

Reminder that I have a Strong AU book in my profile if anyone wants to give it a quick read. ^.^

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FANART OF THE DAY:

zF118An

uEldiya

By: Hamfie

I FREAKIN CANT WITH THIS ARTIST'S BEAUTIFUL FANART!!!!

(' ρ ')

LIKE HOW?!

That attack pose in the first wanted poster(A FREAKIN WANTED POSTER OF SILVER BLOOD), is so graceful and beautiful. You can tell Silver Blood has great control of what she's doing with that buster sword of hers. And probably freakin knows it too with that calm yet cool expression on her face.

And on the second one, so FREAKIN bada**. Is it just me, or does it look like that's one of Silver Blood's dangerous smiles? I mean, a marine or reporter had to get kinda close to her to get that shot, and Silver Blood is no idiot, so might as well scare the marine/reporter once they took it no? XD

But really, SO COOL!

THANKS ONCE AGAIN Hamfie ON QUOTEV!!! YOUVE DONE MORE THEN ENOUGH ART BUT YOU KEEP MAKING MORE~!! THANK YOU~!! XD

 

Notes:

Votes~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 43
Mihawk:57
Crocodile:23
Doflamingo: 25
Smoker: 34
Lucci: 23

Side Pairings
Kaku: 4
Paulie: 3
Buggy: 5

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 105: Nightmare

Summary:

You’re younger.

Notes:

Warning: Mature Themes ahead. As well as possible triggers of various types.

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

'Okubyoukaze Ni Fukakerya Saigo(If you lose your nerve, this may be your last breath.)

Asu No Asahi Ga Hai No Hashi(But if you hold on, the morning sun will rise!)'

"(Y/N)!"

You were brought out of your reverie, your mother's voice fading from your head as you faced Smoker and other marines that for some reason you can't remember the name of.

"Ah, sorry! Guess I was lost in my thoughts!" You gave a sheepish smile at them, scratching your smooth left cheek.

Smoker quirked his lips up, the way he did when it seemed he was amused by you.

"You need to shape up, Lieutenant," Smoker stressed your title, seeming to have a condescending tone. But you waved off the thought. Like Smoker would ever do such a thing.

"Can't have you distracted, you control our squadron after all." Smoker finished, while the other marines laughed loudly. The laughter...you frowned. The way they were laughing made it like they were mocking you.

You gave a smile.

"Control? You make it seem like I'm your master or something! Like I could ever control you, Smoker. Or anybody else. " You added as an afterthought, "That's more Garp's thing probably." The marines gave sidelong looks with one another, their smirks seeming dark. Your brows furrowed, and when you moved your eyes to Smoker you froze.

He had a sinister smile on his face. And those chocolate brown eyes that have always looked at you with the utmost care and friendship, were dark and filled with cruelty.

'Who is this?' You thought, wide eyes taking in your childhood friends features.

"Like I would let an idiotic pirate control me either way!" Smoker barked out with a laugh, and it felt like a ton of bricks just fell onto your chest. What? Smoker...he!

He would never say that!

Your eyes narrowed, hand already touching the hilt of your buster sword made by your father.

"Who are you?! You aren't Smoker! The Smoker I know would never say such a thing to me!" You retorted, ready to jump the fake Smoker at a moment's notice. Where was Garp? Why isn't he here? He's always by you!

The fake Smoker gave another laugh, when he finished, his wicked eyes looked down at you.

'They're supposed to be a light brown...they aren't supposed to look at me like that. Smoker would never...!'

"I am Smoker. Are you going crazy as well? Did you actually think for a second I was your friend?!" Fake Smoker hissed at you, "Like I would be a friend to a disgusting pirate like you!"

Your eyes turned to slits, Marine cap shadowing them as you bit your lip.

'Not Smoker. Not Smoker. Not—'

"But...you said that I'm not a pirate! That I could be a marine and be the strongest woman marine in the world!" You couldn't help but cry out. Smoker said so. So it has to be true. You can be the strongest marine...you can!

The faceless marines and Smoker chortled and chuckled amongst themselves. Smoker stood over you, his broad shoulders that always seemed to look comforting now made you fearful. But why? You're stronger than him...

"Marines don't kill silly girl. Not as much as you anyways...I wonder," Smoker sang, "how many children you've killed?"

You blinked.

"What?"

Smoker's dark smile widened.

"Look at your hands."

You looked down, eyes widening. Your hands were covered in blood. It was still wet but sticky, the copper scent filling up your nose and you wanted to cough. You couldn't breath...!

"Wha—?!"

Drops of crimson fell onto the white bare floor, seeming to glare at you. You looked up to question Smoker and perhaps try to calm down, but a monstrous face took form of Smoker. A sick evil grin smiling down at you.

"Hahaha! You?! A marine?! Don't make me laugh!"

The previous marines turned monstrous as well, pointy smiles that could cut mocking you.

"You're nothing but a monstrous pirate who knows how to kill! You've killed so many innocents! Hahaha!"

Their laughs surrounded you, then screams of various people. You wanted to cover your ears but your hands were still filled with blood.

"No!" You began to scream back, closing your eyes and releasing your sword from its sheath. Blindly slashing and cutting, wanting the screaming and laughing to stop.

Where did this blood come from?

"No!"

You're...not a monster are you?

"NO!"

What kind of marine are you with these bloody hands?!

"MAKE IT STOP!"

You are a monster!

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You woke with a start on your bed , sweat pouring out your whole body as you panted.

Your fists were already clenching into something, your Marine cap. You tried to breath in and out, attempting to calm your racing heart. You looked down at your cap, tired eyes gazing down at it.

The word 'MARINE' stared back at you, your hands now holding it gently. Like it was the most fragile object in the seven seas. Like it was your whole world.

It was.

Your fingers grazed the cap, staring at it. Somehow looking at it made your breath calm finally. It usually took longer for you to calm down from your nightmares. Those horrendous and repetitive nightmares, visiting you every time you tried to sleep.

'I'm not a monster.' You thought, bringing the cap close to your chest. Closing your eyes that looked too old and tired for a twenty two year old like you.

'I'm not a monster,' You repeated, 'that wasn't Smoker. He would never think that way about me. I'm not a monster.' Your closed eyes tightened, you squeezing your cap as close as you can. Thinking maybe if you squeezed hard enough you can go back.

Back to them.

"I'm not a monster."

You felt your eyes water behind your lids, and you forced the tears back in. Like you've always done the past six years.

'Weak. I'm weak if I cry. I have to be strong.' You thought, scolding yourself with furrowed brows and a frown.

You have to be strong. You can't cry. Stay strong.

Until you see Smoker again. Until you see Garp again.

You wonder if they will even recognize you. If they will recognize the girl who would laugh and grin so easily, so innocently. Only to see a girl that's broken, with the void around her and blood all over her.

Can you even recognize yourself?

You bit your lip in frustration as the tears wanted to come back. Your mother's words came back to you, in the form of your favorite song from her, Bink's Sake. Your mouth was moving for the lyrics before you even knew it.

"Okubyoukaze Ni Fukakerya Saigo...(If you lose your nerve, this may be your last breath.)" You began softly, bringing your knees to your chest as you still held your beloved cap between your hands. "Asu No... Asahi Ga Hai No Hashi(But if you hold on, the morning sun will rise.)"

You got to hold on. Your eyes turned half lidded, a dry sad smile forming on your lips.

"Binkusu Ni Sake Wo...Todoke Ni Yuku Yo...(Going to deliver Bink's Sake). Kyou Ka Asu Ka To Yoi No Yumi...(Today, and tomorrow, our dreams through the night.)" Your head landed on top of your knees, squeezing them closer to you as heart felt heavy with the next verse. But you sang it anyway.

"Te Wo Furu Kage...Ni Mou...Aenai Yo,(Waving our goodbyes to friends, who we will never meet again.)" Your voice cracked here, but you forced yourself to keep going, tightening your hold onto your knees as if you were a ball, "Nani ...Wo KuyoKuyo... Asu Mo Tsu...koyo...(But don't look so down, for at night the moon will rise)"

'Smoker...Garp...everyone...! I want to see you!' You pleaded, your hands so gripping so tight against your knees you thought you were going to bleed. You brought your cap up, and put it on your head, shadowing your pained eyes.

"We will meet again...we will." With those words giving you the smallest of comforts, a knock was heard on the door.

You straightened. Eyes immediately turned narrow and cold as you told the person to come in with the most frigid of tones. The person entered, revealing one of the new recruits that was named Kaku.

"Spandam ordered me to inform you of your newest mission with Lucci, it will be in two days." The young man informed you, his own eyes shadowed by his cap with long nose protruding from his face.

You crooked a brow upwards.

"Why did he choose you and not Lucci?" You asked blankly, not really caring either way. Although...you have come to enjoy the pussycat's company.

Kaku's answer didn't satisfy you, him replying that he did not know why the director did this.

You internally scoffed, eyes wanting to turn into slits. You just came from another mission a week ago. Such a vile man, that Spandam.

"Where can I find the assignment details?" You asked, starting to get off the bed with no sound and walking towards the young assassin silently. Kaku took something out from within his suit, revealing a clipboard and handing it to you. You grabbed it and gave a firm nod.

"You can leave now." Kaku nodded, and turned to walk away as your eyes skimmed over the clipboard. Oh, you forgot something. You looked up towards Kaku's retreating form and opened your mouth.

"Thanks Kaku."

Kaku paused from his stride, his head turning towards you with wide confused eyes, but you were already looking back at the report with intensity. Kaku shook his head, wondering why his heart sped up again, and walked away.

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Ah...I wonder...if you guys are thinking about something when you finished reading this chapter...?

Is 'this' what I was talking about so many chapters ago? Or is it a different 'that'? Mission? What kind?

Hmmmm...I don't know...lets see...

But...PTSD is no joke guys...Silver Blood...

Someone help Silver Blood.

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FANART OF THE DAY:

bC94BOq   

By:Hamfie

AHHHHHHHHH!!! >///////////////< THIS IS ART BASED ON MY VAMPIRE AU OVER AT MY STRONG AU BOOK~!!! X3

SILVER BLOOD LOOKS SO FREAKIN CLASSY AND MYSTERIOUS BUT DANGEROUS!! >////////<

This AU is also quite dark, and they did a good job on capturing Silver Blood's dark expression. And her clothes are just so detailed~! ^.^

THANKS AGAIN Hamfie !!! XD EVERYBODY SERIOUSLY CHECK THEM OUT, THEYRE VERY TALENTED!!

 

Notes:

Votes~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 62
Mihawk: 70
Crocodile:33
Doflamingo: 27
Smoker: 37
Lucci: 28

Side Pairings
Kaku: 5
Paulie: 3
Buggy: 5

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 106: Scratches and Bites

Summary:

Sweat and blood and Hattori too.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Music: youtu.be/OJ7O9B0PdIk

Warning: Mature Themes ahead. As well as possible triggers of various types. 
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Grunts were heard in the training room of the moving ship, as well as slashes.

You and Lucci circled around one another, concentrated looks on the both of you with sweat running down your bodies. Lucci was fully transformed in his Zoan leopard form, claws out and at the ready. You paced around each other, your hand around the hilt of Karasu as your shadowed eyes from your cap observed Lucci's movements.

A sudden whoosh was heard, your sword and Lucci's claws making contact. The noises echoing around the room. Your lips twitched upwards.

You haven't had this much fun with training in awhile. Lucci spotted it, his own lips forming into a smirk of excitement as the both of you continued to slash and claw at each other while constantly using Soryu to try confuse the other of one's whereabouts. But the both of you have been training together so much for the past few years, neither one could escape from the other.

A true spar.

Two different grunts were heard, one from you, now on the floor with your sword at the ready at Lucci's neck with your least dominant hand. One from Lucci, who was on top of you with his own claw at your neck;the other being held with your other hand, a tight grip around the transformed Zoan's wrist. Your eyes searched his, humor within them.

"Another tie, kitty." You said. Lucci's dark feral eyes slowly turned back to normal, the fur that you felt with your hand slowly receding to smooth tan skin. You released him, putting your sword down and him having his arms now at his side. But he did not get up from your form, only looked down at you.

"So it seems," he agreed, voice silky as always, "and the fourth time with you on the floor by me." Dark eyes began to search your face, analyzing. "Distracted today?"

"Marines don't kill silly girl. Not as much as you anyways...I wonder," Smoker sang, "how many children you've killed?"

Your eyes narrowed, turning cold once again to hide your emotions. That nightmare though...it made it seem like you killed children that were younger then thirteen. The oldest child you had to kill because of their actions was seventeen years old. He was abusing his noble power and even allowing pirates into his home, you had to deal with him personally. You internally shook your head.

'Just a meaningless nightmare.' You thought, (e/c) eyes looking up at Lucci.

"No. Nothing. It's not like you to be concerned for such things..." You observed with a raised brow.

Lucci gave a low growl of annoyance, his face nearing towards yours in a dark scowl. "Don't be ridiculous. I'm just starting to actually get tired from throwing you on the floor and wall, when you're not even fully focusing on our spar." His hands were on each side of your head now, face close with his breath fanning yours. You can even see the beads of sweat going down his temple and bare chest. Normally, you would turn red from embarrassment, but today is different. So you only stared at the mesmerizing eyes of the Zoan user.

"Tell me. Now. Is it the mission?"

Your brows furrowed.

'The mission? It's a simple mission, why would he think that?' You thought, and were about to question your thoughts until a 'Coo' was heard above them. You moved your eyes upwards, only to have Hattori already looking down at you with his beady eyes from atop your head.

Hattori blinked, tilting his head. You gave a dry small smile at the bird, lifting your hand up to pet Hattori's head.

"How's a going big guy? Lucci-neko treating you well?"

Hattori cooed, and moved his head closer to your hand for you to get his good spot. Only for Lucci to grab your hand firmly, making your eyes to move back towards him. Your noses were touching now. And Lucci looked irritated.

"Don't avoid me," Lucci lowly growled, "Hide anything from anyone else, but not me. Now, answer, (Y/N). Is it because of—?"

A sudden bang was heard from the entrance to the training room, quickly accompanying an obnoxious voice that grated your ears.

"Lucci! (Y/N)! Finally found you—WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!"

You thought Spandam's leather mask was going to break from how open his jaw was, its even touching the floor.

Then again, you and Lucci were in a questioning position. But that didn't mean he had to start screeching. You and Lucci's right brows twitched simultaneously. Both of you eventually got up, standing next to each other in attention for the Director to possibly stop his screeching and stutters of what he saw as probably a misunderstanding. Hattori flew back towards Lucci's shoulder.

'Still...' You thought, rubbing your arm from behind your back. 'It was warm. Is it weird that I wanted us to stay like that? Just because it felt warm?'

Perhaps. Since it was Lucci that was causing it, out of everyone, Lucci. Then again, if you had a choice between anyone else here and Lucci. You would always pick Lucci.

Cause he's Lucci-neko.

Lucci nodded towards Spandam.

"It seems you caught us in the middle of training, Director. Did new information come up for the mission?" The Zoan questioned, although his tone suggested he could care less. Odd how he would talk to you—mocking and and indifference—is different on how he talks to others—cold and arrogant. You personally don't know which is worse.

Spandam cleared his throat, trying to gain his composure and appear like a highly respected leader. Your eyes tightened behind your cap. Respect? Leader? What would he know about such words?

"A-ah yes! But," Spandam turned towards you with a critical eye, causing you to mentally prepare for his words, "It looked like the pirate's daughter was trying to seduce you." His grin turned mocking towards you, tone condescending. "Am I wrong?"

You swallowed your anger, and spoke.

"It seems you just caught Lucci and me finishing our training, sir. There was no other intent behind our positions." You answered, voice hollow to your own ears.

Spandam turned away with a bored scoff, already tired of the conversation even though he was the one that started it.

"Right. You gotten beaten by Lucci then."

You bit your tongue, hard. But you've done this act so many times, that you barely felt any pain
anymore. You tasted copper in your mouth.

'Stay quiet. Stay quiet,' you thought, 'Stay quiet.'

You clenched your hand from behind your back and went to open your mouth.

"It was a tie Director." A smooth voice corrected.

Your eyes widened behind your cap as you gave a sidelong look to Lucci. Spandam sputtered in surprise and disbelief.

"What?! A tie?! How can that be?!"

"It means we are equal in strength Director. Or should I elaborate further?" Lucci said, a hint of mocking in his tone as he looked down at the purple haired man. Spandam began to stutter and turn red from a mix of embarrassment and anger. Lucci rose an unimpressed brow. Spandam stopped and cleared his throat, sweat going down his temple.

"Y-yes well, I came to see if the both of you understood the assignment. (Y/N)," Spandam called, and you looked at him in attention but with a blank look in your eyes, "Why don't you state the information given?" Spandam was smirking in dark amusement, but you overlooked it.

You nodded and stated the facts.

"A sighting was reported of pirates in a village, who seemed to be helping the pirates for reasons unknown. All the citizens of the village must be eliminated immediately, as well as the pirates that were sighted if they are in the area." You answered robotically, not noticing Lucci's narrowed eyes.

'Just the village? Does she not know?' Lucci thought, looking down at you and then looking at the highly amused director. 'Ah...'

"But sir," you began carefully, "why must you join our mission? You've never done it before."

'I know.' Lucci thought, as he watched the Director try to hide his smirk and answered that he just wanted to look over this particular mission. The answer satisfied you, so you nodded. But Lucci saw your questioning eyes.

You didn't believe him.

You shouldn't.

Spandam eventually left you and Lucci alone, closing the door of the training room behind him. You immediately turned towards Lucci, only to see him sitting on the chair, leaning his arms on the backrest and his head towards the ceiling with his eyes closed. You went over towards him, standing in front of his seated position.

"You didn't have to butt in, you know." You said, referring back to when Lucci corrected Spandam that it was a tie.

Lucci didn't open his eyes as he answered.

"You would've said things you would regret like the idiot you are. You should be thankful, scum."

Your brows furrowed.

'But that's not like you.' You wanted to say, but instead you said this.

"I am thankful... Thank you, Lucci-neko." You gave a small smile, Lucci opened one eye a smirk on his features. A smirk that said he's planning something.

"The Director seemed to have forgotten something in your assignment."

You rose a suspicious brow at Lucci's demeanor, but a frown came onto your face. No wonder he was looking like that when he asked you to state the details.

"Well? What is it?" You questioned, curious to know what the horrible man left out. Probably more enemies and targets then stated? A whole different island?

Lucci's smirk widened.

"First, you must give me something in return. I didn't say that towards the Director just for a thanks from you. What kind of man do you think I am?"

You wanted to deadpan at him, but depressed lines just came over you.

'Of course! This is Lucci! He always does things to get what he wants!'

You didn't hold back a groan.

"You're a tough man to please, Lucci-neko. But," you crossed your arms, looking down at him as he still sat in the chair in front of you, "what do you want?" The Zoan's eyes glinted.

And with a swift grab to your arm, a flutter from the escaping Hattori, you were sitting in the man's lap with his breath tickling your neck and arms wrapped tightly around your waist.

You turned red.

"What the freaking hell—?!"

Lucci shushed you, you felt his smirk tickling the nape of your neck. In truth, you felt him all around you. His bare chest was touching your bare shoulders, for you were wearing your training tank top. You felt the muscles underneath, mixed with the sweat. Too close. Too close. By this point, the details of your nightmare was no longer in your mind as you felt Lucci's lips move to speak.

"Stay here for two minutes. No trying to escape, or calling me by that dreadful nickname. That's what I want."

Your brows furrowed down in a mix of anger and just complete fluster.

"W-w-wha?! But why?!"

You now felt Lucci's lips by your ear, the one that he bit the day you touched the scar on his back. A nervous sweat was already forming on your forehead. He wouldn't possibly want to do that again...would he?

"Do it. Or I won't tell." His dark voice whispered, almost coming out as a seductive purr.

You wanted to growl at him. But...the information may be important. So you nodded.
You felt Lucci's smirk widen on your ear, which was tickling it. And immediately felt a bite. You jolted, but Lucci's arms held you down. A growl left his lips in warning, so you tried to stay still without squirming. It became hard the moment his tongue played with the shell of your ear, you couldn't help but release a small mewl. Lucci purred in the back of his throat, and released his mouth from your ear only to tickle it with his voice.

"Say my name."

You tried to turn your head to give him a glare, only to see a smug satisfied look on his face.

"Why?" You questioned.

His lips quirked further upwards, a dark glint within his already dark eyes.

"Just do it."

You wanted to yell at him in anger, but you just turned around with a glare and a tenseness in your shoulders as your hands held Lucci's arms around your waist in place. Next thing you knew, he bit you again, but somehow softer this time. His teeth softly biting the shell of your ear all around. Then his tongue came again. Your face reddened to extremes as he switched back and forth from the pain but somehow changing it to...pleasure?

"L-Lucci!" You shouted, possibly hoping that he would stop. But you noticed your voice was weak. Lucci tightened his hold around your waist and brought you closer to his form.

You then felt something close to your rear. It was hard.

You widened your eyes. Your whole body turned red.

"O-OI! Control yourself Lucci! It's been two minutes! What was the missing information?!" You yelled in embarrassment. Lucci paused his attack on your ear.

"So it has. Fine." He released you, and you immediately bolted away from him, red faced.

"The hell is wrong with you?! You-your-!" You stopped, annoyed by Lucci's face that screamed he was enjoying this. And that he knew what you were trying to say. "GAH! Just say what I need so I can go—"

"It's not just a village we have to eliminate." Lucci interrupted, his arrogant smirk gone. You stopped your yelling and stared at him with furrowed brows. At your confused look, Lucci elaborated.

"It's the whole island."

You froze.

"What...?"

"Look at your hands."

You looked down, eyes widening. Your hands were covered in blood. It was still wet but sticky, the copper scent filling up your nose and you wanted to cough. You couldn't breath...!

Your dark eyes hid behind your cap as your nightmare came to your mind once again. Your hands...your hands are already filled with blood. Why the whole island? Why everybody? Why must you dirty your hands with innocents that could've just been threatened by the Pirates to help them in first place? At your silence, Lucci closed his dark eyes and rose up from his seat.

"Every citizen in the island was seen helping the pirates," Lucci opened his dark eyes, only to see yours still shadowed by your cap, "They did it voluntarily. Not one scout saw a villager harmed in the sighting of this."

That didn't make it any better. That didn't erase the blood that will come onto your already tainted hands. You've killed so many people.

And for what?

Justice? Approval? Acceptance?

The people who have accepted you aren't here, as well as the people who you've always sook approval.

No one here would ever do such things.

You bit your lip.

You will always be a pirate's offspring after all. Shadowed by his choices, even though you've tried to show to others that you are something more. What's the point? You've tried since you were a kid, and only a few accepted you as you and not as a daughter of a pirate. You've tried and tried here.

And tried and tried, and tried. Only to spot sneers and being faced with mocking tones.

What's the point?

Are these bloody tainted hands only for show? Or do they not exist? Has everything you've done in your life, worth nothing in their eyes? These hands...

'Why don't I use them to spill my own blood—'

You felt a gentle hand on your head, you froze and moved your eyes upwards. Lucci was facing his head away from you, but his hand still rubbed your head. Moving downwards to curl a few strands of hair around his finger.

"You're more then what you think, scum." Lucci said, tone hard but at the same time...soft. "Don't forget that, (Y/N)."

And with the feeling of his soft foreign touch still on your head, he walked off. Leaving you with a sad but thankful smile on your face, your dark thought erased from your mind.

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Anyways...it seems Lucci helped Silver Blood...but did he save her?

If someone doesn't understand, I'm showing the past of Silver Blood. Showing what happened in THAT mission all those years ago, and what exactly happened between her being in CP9 and becoming a pirate. Amongst other things. (  ͡ °  ͜ʖ ͡ °)

This is The Dark Mission Arc.

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FANART OF THE DAY:

LMAO       

BY: Mari Cruise

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

>//////////////< DARK SKINNED SILVER BLOOD!!! FINALLY!!!

THATS A VERY WELCOMED FIRST!!! I WISH THERE WAS MORE DIFFERENT ETHNICITIES/RACES FOR SILVER BLOOD!!! I ALWAYS WANTED ONE!!!!

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I FREAKIN LOVE IT SO MUCH!! THANK YOU SO MUCH MARI CRUISE FROM QUOTEV!!!!!!!

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Notes:

HAPPY NEW YEAR'S!!! Another year with this story, and still going strong. ;D

I'd just like to thank all of you who have been here since the beginning of this story, when this story was just a nobody. When it only had a 100 views and what not, with just the first three chapters posted. And thank you to those who have just joined me in this adventure with Silver Blood and the other men. The adventure has become even more important and worthwhile now. ^///////^

There's more to come in this story, ALWAYS. So look forward to this story in the New Year!!!

LETS DO ANOTHER YEAR!!!

...You are more then what you think Reader-San. ALWAYS.

You are someone's reason to smile, to laugh, to be happy. You may not know it, but NEVER think for a second that you aren't. It may be from a person you least expected.

No mistake or number of mistakes is worth your life. YOU ARE WORTH EVERYTHING.

ALWAYS.

Now that I moved on from quite a serious topic... I apologize about that by the way...if I brought bad memories or if I triggered someone, that was not my intention.

Like I said before, I created this story originally not only for me to just enjoy, but to put valuable and important lessons to always remember.

My lessons shown in future chapters may also be serious like in this one, so I again apologize if I ever bring horrible memories or if I brought one with this current chapter.

I just...want everyone to remember, to KNOW...that someone cares about you and thinks your home to them, you know?

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Votes~~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 73
Mihawk:84
Crocodile:38
Doflamingo: 31
Smoker: 48
Lucci: 29

Side Pairings
Kaku: 6
Paulie: 6
Buggy: 7
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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A NICE DAY/NIGHT!! XD

Chapter 107: Suspected Worries

Summary:

A leopard and worm speak.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

~Ship Towards Mission~

Lucci

Lucci knocked at the Director's door, Hattori giving a slight 'Coo~' as well for the idiotic Director to hear. It seems that he couldn't. Lucci narrowed his eyes as he heard yells in the room, from none other than Spandam. With a roll of his eyes, he entered the room and saw that the purple haired man was yelling into the MushiMushi while standing in front of his desk.

"How many times will you guys call?! (Y/N) is in a mission right now!" Spandam yelled, clenching the MushiMushi tightens as a vein wanted to pop out of his temple. Lucci stared and listened, interested in who was on the other line. Although...the Zoan user had his suspicions.

"As long as it takes! Why does it seem that each time that I call, she's in a mission?!" An elder voice answered back in agitation. "Are you working her dry?! And don't yell at a higher officer! You may be the Director of CP9, but I'm a Vice Admiral! Learn respect!"

Spandam clenched his teeth, but Lucci spotted the sweat going down the man's body as he tried to clear his throat. Only to cough loudly. Lucci gazed unimpressed.

"I-I w-w-well of course Vice Admiral Garp! I apologize for my rudeness!" Spandam gave a nervous laugh, Lucci rose an eyebrow at the famous man's name but continued to listen, "B-b-but it's true that Agent (Y/N) has been quite busy every time you c-call. Quite unfortunate actually."

"Really?" The Vice Admiral didn't seem convinced, "She's been busy for six years? That she cannot even be handed the MushiMushi?"

Spandam went tight lipped and didn't know what to say to that, but then his eyes looked up towards the Zoan and his eyes brightened.

"Ah! I need to talk to an Agent for a mission! We will speak later Vice Admiral!" Spandam sang, a smirk on his face.

"Why you little shit—" The Vice Admiral's voice was cut off as Spandam hung up on him with a self satisfied smirk. Lucci didn't miss the slight shakiness of his hands however. Spandam directed his eyes back towards him.

"Sorry Lucci. It was them again...! I swear! Why would a Vice Admiral like Garp want to talk to a pirate's offspring so much anyway?! Even that new Logia user Captain keeps asking! Doesn't make any sense!" The Director ranted, eyes into a scowl as he crossed his arms and went to sit back into his chair. He leaned against his desk, and stared up at him. "What did you come here for? Don't tell me that you lied about the tie, cause I already knew—"

"It's not that," Lucci cut him off with a monotone, causing Spandam to straighten. Probably trying to remain as the 'strong' and 'respected' leader. What a farce. "I came to question you on why you broke the law."

At his bewildered expression and at his questioned 'What?', Lucci elaborated with dark eyes.

"You gave a false assignment report to one of the agents, as well as not stating which pirates we will be attempting to target and eliminate." Lucci paused to take in the sweating Spandam's features, and continued. "That can cost your position here for doing that, not that I care whether or not that happens. I'm just...curious on why you would lie about a mission as important as this."

Spandam closed his eyes and gave a laugh.

"Why? You know why, what does it matter if I lie to scum like (Y/N)?" Spandam sneered, cruelly, "She's going to do the mission anyways! I just left out a few tidbits, I did not lie Agent." Spandam eyes then turned mildly curious as he went to look up at Lucci.

"Why does it matter to you? You never care..." Spandam trailed off, a variety of thoughts flashing through his eyes. Lucci scoffed.

"I do not. Like I said, I was just curious...but why must you come along in the mission as well? It could prove quite dangerous for you, Director." The Zoan pointed out, Hattori giving a 'Coo~' of agreement of his masters question. And suddenly the vile pitiful man's eyes sparkled with evil glee.

"Oh, I'm just doing what I'm ordered after all. We're watching her remember? And if she doesn't complete this mission," Spandam's lips upturned into a evil grin, that for a second Lucci thought it looked more sinister than one of his own,"Well, we won't need her anymore will we? Of course...she can just apologize to me and it will be over and done with." Spandam sang, his eyes looking over Lucci.

"Don't forget your place Lucci. You were picked as her deemed partner for one sole reason alone, and it's not because of how both of you are somehow similar in strength." Lucci's eyes narrowed, suspecting what Spandam would say.

"Your job is to constantly watch her. And if there is even a slight hesitation." Spandam's face contorted into a wicked and huge grin, "Report her to me for her punishment."

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~Marine Headquarters~

"DAMMIT!"

Slam

A crack was made on a wooden desk, a huge trembling fist still over the crack. The fist connected to a gray-haired old man, a tight expression on his face as his arm was still shaking in what seemed as anger. A tall black haired man with a seagull atop of his hat looked at his old friend, no thoughts or emotions visible in his eyes as he stood with crossed arms.

"Garp...perhaps she is in a mission—"

"Don't give me that Sengoku!" Garp rose his vein throbbing head towards his comrade, face in a scowl, "Anybody but you! This is ridiculous! That little brat of a Director...he's really lucky his father is famous for his action against that Ohara island, or else I would try to have him demoted!"

"Garp," Sengoku called seriously, "you mustn't speak like that. CP9 are valuable to us, and Spandine as well as his son are the ones that helped make it and keep it going." He reminded his friend, although he understood why Garp was angry. Livid even.

All for (Y/N).

"I DONT CARE!" Garp yelled, causing the room to look it was shaking, as he slammed his desk again. This time completely breaking it in his rage as Sengoku watched silently." (Y/N)...! She was never meant to be a part of them! She should've denied it! Why didn't she listen to me...?!" Garp closed his eyes, a hand coming to rub his pained face. "Why didn't (Y/N) listen...?"

Sengoku was quiet, not knowing what to say. So he just allowed his comrade to speak.

"I'm not the only one who is worried," Garp took his hand off his face and looked down sadly, "Smoker is too. If I didn't tell that young man that I would call over there and see what's happening, he would've gone over there himself and kick the door to Enies Lobby himself." Garp gave a dry chuckle, his lips twitching in amusement. He can actually see Smoker doing that. But only for you. Always for you, for (Y/N). Garp let out a sad nostalgic smile, fondly remembering how the two of you bickered when they were kids.

" Stupid Smobaka!" A young (Y/N) mocked, standing over the pained preteen Smoker as he held his leg from the harsh training, "If you stretched like I told you to, you wouldn't get a cramp!"

Garp guffawed, tears coming out of his eyes from his mirth as he saw Smoker's face turn red.

"Who you calling an idiot?! It would've took too long to stretch. And what kind of person calls a person stupid twice in a sentence, who's the true idiot?!" Smoker remarked, a defensive scowl on his face but a smirk was twitching on his lips as your face turned slightly red in embarrassment. But it quickly disappeared as you let your own smirk form fully on your face.

"I did that on purpose. You're stupid x2, or don't you know simple math Smobaka?"

And once again, Smoker's face turned red.

"Of course I know you idiot!"

Garp sighed. The good memories of the past seemed so far away now, impossible to touch. And it seems you've become impossible to contact as well. Six years. Six years.

'And it's all because of who her father was,' Garp thought, clenching his teeth, 'Just because she was born as a pirate's child, she's treated this way.'

The world is truly unfair.

"Sengoku."

Said man, looked up in attention.

"I think six years in CP9 is enough to prove that (Y/N)'s loyalty to the World Government. When can she come back? Or for us to at least see her?" Garp questioned, eyes and tone serious as he looked at the Fleet Admiral.

Sengoku closed his eyes.

"Actually, I wanted to tell you after she successfully completes the mission she's currently in route to, it would be enough." Sengoku answered, causing Garp's eyes to widen.

"What?! So she really is in a mission?! Why didn't you say anything you old coot?!" Garp demanded, but he was relieved. So relieved.

Sengoku's brow twitched.

"I'm not the only old coot here, old man! And you were too busy raging about for me to butt in!" Sengoku yelled back, but all Garp could do was laugh.

You're going to come back. You'll get to see them.

Garp's eyes wanted to water, but he held them back.

Smoker would be grateful. Hell, he'll be ecstatic even. That lovesick fool. But he would probably try to play it off, Garp internally laughed. The fool will need to make a move already, if not, Garp would probably have to help him. He has the Fist of Love after all! He didn't name it for no reason! He's an expert on love! Or at least he thinks so...

But most of all...he'll finally see his student again.

He missed his students bright smile, your easy going laugh. That proud stance and smirk on your face when you knew you did good. Great even. With that famous sword behind your back, treating it with care. That kindness that you always had inside you.

Garp stopped and looked up at Sengoku with a somber look.

"Hold on. What's her last mission? Who is she eliminating or trying to target?" Garp didn't miss how Sengoku sighed gravely, expression serious. He gazed into his eyes.

"I wanted to get to that...," Sengoku closed his eyes and reopened them again, "She has to kill every person on an island that helped pirates voluntarily."

Garp widened his eyes in disbelief.

What?!

"WHAT?!" Garp raged, eyes in a glare. "WHAT KIND OF MISSION IS THAT?! WHY DID THEY GIVE THAT TO HER?! THERES NO WAY SHES GOING TO BE ABLE TO—!"

"If she doesn't," Sengoku interjected calmly, "then she will only be seen as a pirate's daughter among us for the rest of her career. Her strength is too powerful for her to be trusted, too feared for a pirate's offspring to have—"

Garp went over and grabbed Sengoku's shoulders, shaking it in fury.

"I don't care about none of that! She's always been loyal! She's no pirate offspring, she's
(Y/N)! MY STUDENT! And my student would never kill innocents or civilians based on that reasoning!" Sengoku took the shaking, his own eyes tight. Remembering your bright smile and laughter as well, when Garp would bring her with him when he talked to Sengoku. You gave off an innocent and kind aura, far from being a pirate ever. Everyone knew you, even that Vice Admiral Kuzan enjoyed your warm presence at times.

But also naive.

Too naive.

"Garp...I don't agree with this kind of mission or action at all either...but," Sengoku tried to look through Garp's tight and sad eyes, to speak through to him, "(Y/N) must learn that sometimes, Justice must be placed even to those who seem innocent. The world isn't black and white, Garp...we both know this from Roger's Era." Garp slowly released Sengoku's shoulders, eyes facing towards the ground as he clenched his teeth and hands.

"She won't be the same...(Y/N) will be different."

Your smile...your bright smile and innocent eyes...they won't ever be there anymore. Your eyes, would he even recognize you? Will those eyes still have a sparkle? Or will they be dark? Filled with sadness? When he will see you, how different will you be? Smoker...would notice immediately if your smile is gone. If you lost that amazing glitter in your eyes, and those proud smirks that were filled with pure euphoria. Smoker would know. He will always know. Cause the two of you have been close since day one.

How can this happen to you?

Of all people, you?

Sengoku sighed and looked up towards the ceiling with crossed arms.

"Sometimes, different can be good."

"Not this kind of different." Garp muttered, raising his head up and looking to the side darkly.

"Will they be attempting to search and target the pirates that were assisted by the island?"

Sengoku nodded, face turning the utmost serious.

"I was going to get to that. They will try to target and eliminate the..." Sengoku spoke the name of the pirate crew, and Garp thought he was going to have a heart attack.

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!"

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Lucci is concerned about you. In his own subtle, insulting roundabout way.

But he does care.

You've grown to something more then someone he has to watch because of their parentage. Someone he could respect.

But Garp...Smoker...they miss you just as much as you miss them. They miss everything about you.

If you complete this mission...you can see them again. Talk to them again.

Just...hold on. You'll see them again. You will.

WILL THIS WORK       

By :  @MushroomGrenade

REMINDER THAT I APPRECIATE ALL ART COMING MY WAY!!

I find all art unique as well as good, this included because it has an interesting style that is unique to the artist. Short haired SB being drawn is also a rare thing, not many do it. As well as that the scar on SB IS in fact a messy scar and NOT a smooth one.

Anyways, I GIVE GREAT THANKS ONCE MORE TO THIS WONDERFUL PERSON!!! XD

THANKS!!

 

Notes:

Votes~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 78
Mihawk:87
Crocodile:42
Doflamingo: 33
Smoker: 52
Lucci: 33

Side Pairings
Kaku: 6
Paulie: 6
Buggy: 7

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Chapter 108: The Mission

Summary:

The question of what happened all those years ago.

Notes:

Warning: Mature Themes ahead. As well as possible triggers of various types.

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

All you heard were screams.

All you saw was blood.

And all you can think of, was how your nightmare held some truth in it.

"Marines don't kill silly girl. Not as much as you anyways...I wonder," Smoker sang, "how many children you've killed?"

Why are there so many kids? So many innocent and oblivious children. Young children. Who had families, parents, dreams of their own. Who hold no sin. They don't even know...they have no idea. Why are there so many...?

They were everywhere.

And not only that, it was the whole island that was suspected, not a village. An island. Spandam lied. That vile, horrible, monster lied.

You and Lucci were expected to eliminate everyone. Everyone. You...can't! You...! You can't even focus on the fact you were trying to find the pirates at the same time.

This...this! You couldn't!

You knew if you did this...instead of being the strongest woman marine you always wanted to be, you would be the one with the most blood on your hands. You didn't want that.

All you would be... is a mindless monster.

"You're nothing but a monstrous pirate who knows how to kill! You've killed so many innocents! Hahaha!"

You couldn't.

You wouldn't.

And when you were faced with a crying child in front of you, them expecting to be killed by you as Lucci effortlessly moved this way and that with Soryu behind you, you lowered your black sword. When you felt a sudden presence behind you, you lifted it again to be met with claws. Your eyes meeting feline dark eyes which were narrowed. You heard the sobbing kid run away from the scene, which you were thankful for.

'No more.'

But, your eyes narrowed like his, you have more pressing matters to attend to. You pushed him back and landed a few feet away from him as he slid back and slowly stopped with his claws from his transformed legs.

"What's this? The pirate's daughter finally showing her true colors?"

You didn't want to flinch, but your hand tightened against the hilt of Karasu's sword at the words you hadn't heard in years. And it was from the person you considered your comrade.

How typical.

Your eyes narrowed at Lucci.

"You know I wouldn't be able to do this. This is not right. This can't be—"

"And I thought you got rid of that naïveté. I was wrong. This is Dark Justice. This island shouldn't have hidden pirates that was owned by the World Government either way. If they just reported them, they would've lived."

You clenched your teeth and bit your lip, like you always did when you wanted to hold back on your words. Your lips split open and blood came down your chin by how hard you were biting them. Lucci looked at it, and smiled wickedly.

"If you have something to say, say it. Comrades like to talk between themselves don't they?"

'You wouldn't know,' you thought, 'You never had one. Not before me.'

But at his statement you snapped, your eyes wide with open rage and fury, your aura seeming to fly out of you in waves. Lucci's expression didn't change, but a spotted tail twitched and Hattori flying away from his shoulder.

"You...YOU! 'Dark Justice' my ASS! This isn't justice! This doesn't fill the meaning of the word at all! You guys aren't any better then pirates—!"

You got met with a claw in front of your face which you dodged effectively with Soryu, landing once again on the ground with a glare towards Lucci. Your hand tightened against the sword. You wanted him to see what they were doing, but he's followed Dark Justice so long... Your eyes turned determined. A look you haven't given to anyone since your fun and exciting days with Smoker, Garp, Hina, and the other marines you befriended. Where you would laugh at how Smoker started to live up to his name as he had a cigar in his mouth, while he just had that serious and constant scowl on his face when Hina joined you. And Garp would guffaw a strong and unique laugh at what was happening, his marines who followed him as well as others smiling and chuckling in Marine's HQ.

Oh, how you missed those days. Those wondrous happy days.

You wanted to show him. You did.
You wanted him to believe in something else, but you didn't know how.

You just knew you had to.

"I suggest for you to not say that if you still want to get out of here alive."

'Was that a proposal?' You thought cautiously. He would never do that, then again...Spandam isn't here to tell him what to do or not to do. They got separated from the Director an hour ago, you could care less about his wellbeing as of now. The wicked liar. But you'd expect him to give you relentless attacks for your so called 'weakness', not this.

...what exactly is he trying to say?

Too bad you spoke too soon, for Spandam came out of nowhere and ran towards the two of them with his sword out and had sweat dropping down his face. Him seeming to say there were villagers attacking him. You could honestly care less if they were or not, that's what he gets, but your eyes narrowed when you noticed that the villager's that were attacking the cowardly Spandam didn't seem to be 'villagers'.

Your eyes narrowed.

Bandits.

But why were bandits here? Where did they come from?

Bandits started to charge towards Spandam who shrieked an order for you and Lucci to help him, with Lucci immediately doing so while you stood there unmoving. It wasn't until you noticed the bandits were actually a little formidable did you decide to help the one you called 'comrade' out. Of course, when you got cut off guard when a sword caught your arm and made blood fall down did you begin to feel a little dizzy.

Poison?

The fight brought destruction to the houses around them, causing a cry to come out of one of them. This time, it was two girls and a woman.

"L-Lucci! What are you doing?! Eliminate everyone remember?! (Y-Y/N), defend me from the attackers!" Spandam ordered, but you had enough. And so, you appeared in front of the defenseless civilians with a defiant glare. Karasu in your hand with a stance ready.

Spandam growled at you and then gave you an ugly face that laughed, mocking you of your heritage like Lucci did. Except, the way Spandam said it infuriated you.

"I guess your bastard of a father and your whore of a mother blood finally reached to you."

He...! He didn't!

He called your mother a 'whore'.

Your kind and beautiful mother, who sang to you to calm and comfort you. Even when she needed the comforting, your poor ill mother, who would smile at you and sing Bink's Sake to you when the kids of Loguetown were cruel that day.

How...How dare he?!

And your father a 'bastard'! You knew he wasn't anything like that, your mother told you so. And you believed her. You didn't believe the other people in the town. You only listened to her, Smoker, and that man in the bar that also told you stories of the famous Pirate King and his crew. They would never lie to you! Never!

You were so consumed with rage, that when you stepped forward to attack Spandam, you forgot about the people you wanted to protect. You felt something splatter behind your back and onto your clothes, your eyes wide as you looked over your shoulder. Only to see three bloodied heaps of bodies—they weren't moving—and Lucci over them as he looked at you, his dark eyes forever judging. Face covered with blood—blood of innocents.

You wanted to yell, wanted to move, but then you coughed. Blood fell onto the ground from your mouth, covering the sand with the color of scarlet as your body suddenly felt that it wanted to just fall onto the ground and rest there.

The poison, you thought darkly.

"Well, well." Spandam said with that sick and disgusting happy tone of his. "Looks like you aren't as strong as I thought, pirate demon. You got poisoned." He began to walk towards you with confident steps, until you growled at him and used Geppo to get away from both him and Lucci who still looked at you with those disconcerting eyes of his.

What does he want? To kill you? Why is he looking at you like that?

Like...there was an emotion in his eyes?

"Well, no matter. We don't need people like you, who don't know how to simply follow orders. Unless..." Spandam gave you an arrogant and evil smile.

"Unless you say sorry to me and admit to what you are."

Your eyes turned icy, your eyes turning into just slits. Filled with only hate, despise, and loathing. Spandam flinched like the coward he was and moved towards Lucci, his eyes never taking off of your form and yours not taking off of Spandam's.

"I think it's best if we leave the traitor to die, Director. She'll just be a nuisance." Lucci, for the first time since Spandam's arrival, spoke.

And because of what he said, you didn't know what to feel. Shock? Hurt? Betrayal? You knew what would happen if you considered a man like Lucci a comrade, and yet...

'And yet.' You thought with you biting the inside of your cheek.

"Ah, good idea Lucci. Come, it seems everyone has been handled, let's go."

And so you watched as they both left, your eyes only on Lucci's back as he turned back to his human form. Wanting him to look back. To just look at you.

He didn't.

When you couldn't see them anymore, your legs finally gave out as you kneeled onto the ground with shaken arms that were going to weaken at any moment.

You didn't want to die.

Your eyes held back tears that haven't been released in years.

You finally defied them like you wanted. You finally spoke your emotions!

You still have your dream. You have to live, you have to. Smoker! Garp! You want to show them. You want to show the world who you'll become.

And that would be—

Your face planted against the dirt, and your eyes blurred, the last thing you saw and felt was you being turned to your back with gentle hands and a head of red hair with a straw hat.

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Silver Blood...hold on...

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Sorry for the lack of updates and communication. If you guys saw my message board, I'm basically a mess right now but I'm working on continuing to write for my stories in focused on right now.

Just know I haven't given up.

Can't comment much anymore about future fanart's anymore, but I want all of you to know I love all art from my readers no matter the style. So thank you. All of you.

CLEAN

PG13

The one who made this is of infinite talent and you know who you are.  SB during the War at Marineford. Both PG versionnd PG-13 version.

 

Notes:

Votes~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 94
Mihawk:104
Crocodile:49
Doflamingo: 37
Smoker: 55
Lucci: 33

Side Pairings
Kaku: 6
Paulie: 6
Buggy: 7

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Chapter 109: Your Savior

Summary:

The sun is bright today.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Unknown Object

'Okubyoukaze Ni Fukakerya Saigo(If you lose your nerve, this may be your last breath.)

 

Asu No Asahi Ga Hai No Hashi(But if you hold on, the morning sun will rise!)'

 

You felt warm.

 

You opened your eyes, only to find yourself on the beach shore. The sand scratching your hands, and the sun going down directly on your face. You squinted from the powerful rays, having to cover your eyes with a hand. Then...a face appeared, covering the sun.

 

But somehow...they still felt like the sun. The face was smiling at you, it was so bright...their arm was touching your shoulder with a soothing touch. You wanted to lean in and just sigh.

 

So warm...

 

Are you allowed to feel this warm...?

 

The moment was ruined when a wave came over you and splashed you.

 

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You awoke to the smell of the sea and damp wood, your eyes opening to a foreign ceiling with your hat not on your head which immediately made you sit up to grab your blade which wasn't on you, only for you to wince and give a low grunt of pain.

 

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." A smooth voice by the doorway said with a smile as he strode to your cautious form. Your mind telling you that this man was familiar and you should be on high alert, but your shoulders seemed to relax slightly as the man brought a chair to sit next to you. A feeling in your chest went through you, a nice feeling. Something you didn't understand.

 

"If you're wondering, you're on a ship in the doctor's cabin. He treated you of your poison. We picked you up when those marines left you—"

 

Oh yeah. They left you. 

 

Because you were nothing but a pirate's offspring who defied orders from your 'superior'.

 

"—the poison was strong stuff, I'm surprised you're even alive from what the doctor said."

 

Your hands tightened around the bed sheets as your hair hid your bowed head.

 

"I can't die." You mumbled.

 

"Hm? What was that? Sorry, I couldn't hear you." The man said with an easy smile and carefree tone.

 

"I can't die. I have a dream." You said louder, your head raising up to look at the handsome man who seemed to blink his eyes in surprise at your claim but smiled nonetheless. You think his smile got wider when you said that.

 

"Oh? And what is it if I may ask?"

 

You opened your mouth, and then closed it and looked away.

 

Do you want to be the strongest woman marine anymore? Is that what you really want? Truly? From what you've seen the past few years, you don't think it is.

 

You don't want to be associated with people who believed in such a thing as 'Dark Justice'. Or people who led the same way that Spandam did.

 

You've proven you've been the strongest so far, but to you, it means that you wouldn't have these two bloody red hands in front of you. These red, red, dirty hands. No. That's not your definition of strong.

 

Just a monster.

 

"What do you think of good and bad?" You spouted out a question without realizing it, and when you thought the man wouldn't answer because of how random it was, he did.

 

"Good and bad? What do you mean?  What I define as good and bad?"

 

You gave a slow nod. The man scratched his cheek in thought. 

 

"Well, when it comes to people, there is no such thing."

 

You jumped at that.

 

"What do you mean there is no such thing for people?"

 

He smiled at you, a smile that seemed to be so soft and yet so wise. A smile that you've never seen before with your eyes. A smile you wish to see more of, you secretly wished. 

 

"There is no such thing as good and bad people. Everyone is equally good and bad, but,"his smile softened,"the side that you choose to act on more defines who you are."

 

You tilted your head at him.

 

"Aren't you contradicting yourself?"

 

The man laughed and rubbed the back of his neck with a sheepish smile at you words. 

 

"Then," you began once again, the man looking up at you and giving you his utmost attention,"what's the meaning of being a pirate and a marine?"

 

"Dahaha! Well, I don't know much about marines but, pirate's have the love of the sea and have their own strong dreams to follow. Like you do." He said with a point of his finger at your form.

 

You blinked and tensed slightly.

 

"Whats your name?"

 

"Oh, me? I'm Shanks!"

 

Red-Hair Shanks? You should've realized it sooner, you thought in panic. But...he saved you. A pirate...saved you? Wha?

 

He...

 

But, he didn't know you?

 

"Why?"

 

"Huh?" He gave you an innocent curious look, a look that shouldn't be on a face of a Yonko, not of a pirate. They're bad aren't they?

 

"Why did you save me?! I'm your enemy! You saw me didn't you?"

 

The man's innocent look quickly fell, along with his smile as he looked at you carefully. You knew it, he wanted something. He had to. He's a—

 

"Do I have to have a reason to save someone who didn't want to die?"

 

"Yes! You...you saw me...! Why would you—?!"

 

"Because," he smiled again at you, the softest smile you have ever seen and you didn't think you deserved it. Not with what you've done. Not with these hands. You didn't. A person like you didn't deserve to—

 

"You chose the good side." And you broke down crying at his words, those words that had so much meaning in your heart and soul. He didn't know you, and yet he saved you. He's a pirate. You're a marine. And yet he saved you. He saw you kill, and yet knew you didn't want to. He knew. A hand was placed on your head, a hat coming atop on it as you cried silently. Wanting to stop your own tears but couldn't, but you were oh so thankful that he said nothing. Only gave you his straw hat that was tilted downwards to hide your tears.

 

This pirate—no. This man, was too kind.

 

You held back a sob.

 

Too kind for words.

 

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Silver Blood *smiles sadly* you've been saved.

 

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Author Name on Paper to the right.

AHHH

WOAH

OOF

GAH

These 4 are all from the wonderful author called Mari! Goes to show that SB can truly be ANYONE. You just must let your imagination fly.

 

Thank you to these two authors for their contributions.

 

Oh and Merry Christmas~ ;D

Notes:

Votes

 

Main Pairings

Shanks: 100

Mihawk:106

Crocodile:50

Doflamingo: 37

Smoker: 59

Lucci: 34

 

Side Pairings

Kaku: 6

Paulie: 6

Buggy: 7

 

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Chapter 110: Forgiveness. . .?

Summary:

What a bloody thing.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

As weeks passed, you slowly healed and every day Shanks would stop by for a moment or two to talk to you. And you would ask him so many questions. Too many you thought. But he would give you that smile of his and answer you, him making childish jokes along the way. And you laughed. And laughed.

 

And laughed.

 

And you would miss him when he had to leave your side as his duty of captain of his ship.

 

The pirates were able to rescue most of the villagers and took them to their ship to an empty island. They saved them. They were there in the other island because of the bandits. They were doing nothing but saving and protecting them until those bandits learned their lesson.

 

That's all.

 

But...you were ashamed. You killed a few innocents before you decided to say no more. To defy Spandam. To defy and say stop to all this meaningless killing that you were ordered to do. Women. Men. Kids who just reached the beginning of adulthood. 

 

You wanted to stay in the cabin forever. In your corner, in the darkness, where you belonged.

 

It doesn't matter how Shanks smile somehow brought a warmness in you. How easygoing and carefree he was as he talked, that you would not realize your own mouth moving to reply back with what he said. It didn't matter...when he said you're a good person...

 

Are you?

 

How can you even walk under the sun, in the light, when you've been hiding in the darkness for so long? With only the color red for company?

 

'...would Smoker even forgive me?', you thought, and it felt like your heart shattered at the question. But then you shook your head.

 

Smoker is Smoker. He always was by your side. Since the both of you met, since you told him you were nothing but a feared pirate's offspring and everybody hated you. He didn't care. He never did. Cause he's Smoker.

 

But...your eyes lowered. You imagined a disappointed looking Smoker gazing down at you. 

 

It made you sad.

 

You're not sure if killing, even under orders, is a forgivable thing.

 

In your mind, it is not. You feel dirty. You want to stay in this bed forever. You didn't care that the ship's doctor said you need to walk around to get the blood properly flowing in your body. You didn't care at all. You shouldn't even be here! Shanks...why

 

Why did he save a person like you?!

 

The door opened, and you snapped your gaze towards the smiling Straw Hat wearing Shanks.

 

"Ah, you're awake." He walked towards your bed, a smile still plastered on his face—why is he looking at you like that? With a warmness but carefree grin?

 

The Yonko sat in the chair by your bed, it's become his chair now with all the visits he's done though. His chair. Just to visit you.

 

"You know, it's not good to stay in bed all day. The doc told me you should be able to walk around at least a little bit by now. Or are you still hurt? It's not good to lie to the doctor you know!" Shanks chided, his brows slightly furrowed in concern. 

 

'Why is he looking at me like that?' You thought, 'Like...like I'm not a monster.'

 

But you know you are.

 

You diverted your eyes from his face, looking to the side and clenching the bed sheets with your hands.

 

"I don't deserve to be here."

 

Shanks frowned.

 

"Here? In my ship? Of course you deserve to be here! Why not?" Your eyes turned half lidded, and you clenched the bed sheets harder. Your cap was by your side, not on your head since you were laying against the cushions. But you wish it was on your head now, cause you knew the expression you were forming...you didn't want Shanks to see it.

 

"No," you corrected, "To be here. As in here, in this world. I..." You closed your eyes tightly and then opened them to look at a solemn Shanks, "I should be dead."

 

At Shanks silence you continued, "I can't even face those people...it took me awhile to stop you know. To just stop the blood, to stop the amount of red on my hands from increasing. Do you know how many people I've killed Shanks...?"  You questioned, not really expecting him to answer either way. "Too many. I've killed people before, but not on a scale like this. Those people you saved...don't you think they will spit and loathe me? Hell," you gave a dry chuckle as you lifted a hand over half your face that was looking down, a fake smile on your lips, "I loathe myself. I wouldn't blame them. How many of their neighbors did I kill...? Friends? Relatives? Lovers?"

 

You bit your lip, already feeling the blood going down your chin from how hard you bit.

 

"...sons? Daughters...?" You added quietly, almost sounding like a croak. How pathetic are you? Why are you showing your weakness to a pirate?

 

'Because he's warm, oh so warm,' You internally answered. His laugh and voice calms you. That smile makes you want to break to a smile of your own. You want to laugh with him. Because you haven't laughed like this in years and he brings it out so easily. In those moments, he wasn't a pirate. But a man. A childish obnoxious and sometimes idiotic man.

 

Because he makes you feel you can be forgiven.

 

'But I can't.' 

 

"Shanks...I can't go out and face those people. I can't—"

 

"You can." Shanks interrupted. It was so abrupt you couldn't help but look up at him and widen at his eyes.

 

His eyes were gravely serious, a frown marred on his lips that you haven't seen before.

 

"You have to. Don't hide, (Y/N). You're more than that." 

 

You're...more than that? Than what?

 

Shanks spotted your expression and added, "You're no coward. I don't see that in you. So don't act like it!" Shanks criticized, and you flinched at his loud and hard voice. He hasn't yelled at you before. It was new. But is it true? Are you acting like a coward? But...you can't face them...

 

"Don't look like that. I don't care what you did in your past, I can care less." You widened your eyes but Shanks continued. Not missing a beat. "It doesn't matter what you did or didn't do, it's what you did that day. When you stopped, when you said no, and almost died because of your morals." You couldn't look away from his coffee brown eyes now, you were in a trance. As his words hit you and continued hitting you.

 

 "I didn't see a mindless marine just following orders. I saw a woman who didn't want to kill innocent people. I saw a woman who tried to defend them. I saw a woman who defied orders, even at the cost of her own life." Shanks had his eyes narrowed as he spoke, but then. You breathed in air in shock. 

 

His eyes softened.

 

"I came to know that woman as (Y/N), who was no coward. And actually laughs when I tell the most stupidest of jokes." His voice was soft now, the voice you were used to. That you grew to love. Just listening to it...it made you start to think...

 

"You are no monster (Y/N). And never will be. A person like you," he put a hand to your shoulder and gave you a smile that made you want to break down crying again, just from his kindness, "can be forgiven."

 

Your chin gave a wobble, and Shanks squeezed your shoulder—with that warm beautiful smile, those kind eyes looking at you with care. 

 

"Just try. Don't give up when you haven't even tried (Y/N). Give it your all... And then you'll see, you'll see that it will work out."

 

Your eyes watered, so you closed them, and gave a nod towards him with a small smile.

 

And without you even having to look, you were sure a proud smile was on his face.

 

The mere thought made you smile wider.

 

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When you were finally able to walk on your own two feet and exit the doctor's cabin, all you saw were faces filled with happiness and merriment as you walked up to the railing of the docked ship. 

 

They are...so happy.

 

You smiled a wide smile as tears threatened to fall, which you quickly wiped away. Geez, when did you become a crybaby.

 

You breathed in deeply in preparation. This is it. You're going to apologize. And if they don't accept then...you shook your head. At least you tried. Your eyes caught red hair, and were immediately drawn into it. Shanks was already staring at you with a calm smile on his face, giving a small nod towards you.

 

Yes. You can do it.

 

You have to.

 

And so, you climbed down from the ship with the ladder onto the shore of the island, purposefully making noise to catch the villagers attention. The villager's stopped talking amongst themselves and looked towards you, but you were already kneeling with your head on the ground.

 

"Wait...isn't that—?!"

 

"Wasn't she one of the marines that came to punish us for what we did?!"

 

"Oi! What's the meaning of this Shanks?! You trying to get us all killed?!"

 

Before the crowd got louder, you spoke.

 

"I am not here to harm any of you," you firmly said, loud and clear for everyone to hear, "I am here to...hopefully be forgiven."

 

And like a snap, the villagers words turned harsh and angry.

 

"Forgive?! Why would we?!" One man said, voice hard and throaty.

 

"We didn't do anything wrong! Why did World Government send you to us?! Just because we were thanking these pirates getting rid of those horrible bandits?" One woman said, and you think she was holding a child, for you heard whimpering.

 

You bit your lip.

 

"Just try. Don't give up when you haven't even tried (Y/N). Give it your all... And then you'll see, you'll see that it will work out."

 

You must try harder. You lifted your head up slightly to look at them from under your cap, trying to show them to will do no harm to them.

 

"None of you did anything wrong. None of you. No one deserves to be punished for helping someone." You answered, trying to keep your voice calm and soft. You know your words to be true, no one, marine or pirate or anyone, should be punished for helping. No one. "The World Government...sadly did not see it that way...but I am not apologizing for them giving the order." You raised your head more do they can meet your honest (e/c) eyes, so they can see you were sincere. 

 

"I am apologizing for following said order. It was wrong...The blood of innocents and civilians should never be shed..." You clenched your hands around the sand beneath you, scraping your skin. "I...realized that, when I saw a child looking at me with fear in his eyes—"

 

"A child?!"

 

"You didn't kill a child did you?!"

 

"What's wrong with the World Government?!"

 

"Maybe we should handle her ourselves..." You heard someone said darkly, and some villagers began to get closer towards your kneeling form. You let them.

 

They can do whatever they want with you. You deserve it. You deserve many things. 

 

You can take it.

 

You can take anything. Nothing is worse then hearing screams and seeing tears in the eyes of the people you've killed.

 

Nothing.

 

With Shanks, his crew members were looking at him and then back at you in concern.

 

"Captain," Lucky Roo spoke, "she's a marine yes but...from what you've told us, shouldn't we stop them?"

 

Benn nodded and looked towards Shanks, who was staring at the scene as the villagers drew closer to your non threatening form on the ground. "He's right. I don't think we should stand here and do nothing."

 

"Watch." Shanks simply said. The crew looked at each other in confusion, and then back at the scene.

 

"We should never have helped these pirates in the first place...we could've handled the bandits ourselves." A person close to your form spoke, and your eyes turned wide and you lifted your head.

 

"No!" You yelled, making the villagers flinch. "These pirates...are kind!" The Red Haired Pirates eyes widened, except for Shanks, who's smile was twitching wider. "Don't blame yourselves! The Government should've helped you in the first place, that's what our job is! Or at least what it's supposed to be! These pirates  helped you! They defended you! Don't blame them! Don't blame yourselves either! If you want someone to have the blame," you smashed your head against the hard sand, "Blame me!"

 

"Kick me! Spit on me! Punch me! Curse my name! Tell me to smack my head against the ground!" You smacked your head hard once more, and you knew you got the villager's attention as they began to look at each other with furrowed brows. As Shanks listened, his own brows furrowed and a concerned frown was marred on his face.

 

"Do anything and everything to me!"  You yelled, pleading with them. "Take all your hate out on me! For everything I've done and more! Do everything to me until you feel better!" You smacked your head once more to the sand, and you were sure by this point your head was bleeding from the scrapes because of the grainy ground of the beach shore. 

 

This is how you will ask for their forgiveness. This is the only you think it will work.

 

They can hit you. It will be fine. It won't be as painful as what you've had to go through.

 

They can spit on you. That will be fine too. You would spit on yourself if you could, from all that you've done for the past six years, that will make you at a little better.

 

They can blind you if they want. Maybe then you won't have to see people's pained and crying faces. Maybe then you won't see the people you've killed in your mind's eye. Maybe then...those red hands will be gone.

 

If they want to, they can. You deserve it.

 

You deserve it all.

 

You heard them whispering amongst each other.

 

"...is she really the marine that wanted to kill us? I don't understand..."

 

Marine? You? What does that even mean anymore?

 

What does the word 'Marine' even mean to you anymore?  What does Justice mean?

 

What does anything that you grew up and thought was righteous and good mean anymore?!

 

Does it mean anything?

 

"I don't know what marine even means anymore," you murmured, eyes dark, "I don't even know what Justice is..." You closed your eyes tight, your head against the ground. "Just do what will make all of you feel better." The villagers looked at each other, some a mix with confusion and worry. While others had a mix of shock but also anger. Thinking to themselves, that no matter what they did to you, it won't be bring their loved ones back. They just won't. Shanks frown deepened, not liking what he was seeing from some of the faces of the villagers and began to walk forward. Until he stopped and stared. A familiar boy was looking at you with concern, and looked up at a woman.

 

"Mommy...why is she doing that to her head? Doesn't that hurt?" The mother tried to shush the child and make him look away but he didn't want to, pushing his mom's hands away as he tried to take a closer look of you. He then widened his eyes.

 

"Y-you! You're the lady that saved me!" And innocent young voice said, your eyes widened and you looked up. Causing you to face the boy you saved, and that caused you to get in an argument with Lucci.

 

"I...you're safe...thank goodness." You whispered, thankful that no one managed to get him. The boy gave a wide smile and began to walk forward only for his mom to pull him back and whispering frantically to him. The boy frowned and pulled away from his mother and looked at all the villager's faces with confusion.

 

"Why are you guys looking at her like that? She saved me from the big scary cat that I talked about earlier! She's nice!" The boy stated, voice loud and full of trust. And you, with wide eyes and mouth open, was touched. The villager's eyes widened.

 

"You mean it was her?"

 

"She's the one that saved you? Then..."

 

The villagers looked at you, and then gave awkward smiles.

 

"Well, I guess someone who saved a kid ain't that bad." One man stated, rubbing the back of his neck.

 

"Yeah, and Shanks saved you, so that must mean you won't hurt us. There's no way he would if you did." Another said, more confident.

 

"If we should hate anyone, it's the World Government. Not you. You weren't giving the order after all." A woman said, stating what was on all the villager's minds. Knowing that you were just following orders and the true villain is the one who gave it.

 

You looked around, looking at how the villager's looks of hate and fear disappeared. Into looks of trust, at least a little, and sheepishness.

 

You...you always wanted to be looked like that.

 

You always wanted to be looked at by civilians with trust...and now...your eyes softened and a smile formed on your face as you looked at those wondrous looks. Those looks you've always wanted as a marine. You spotted Shanks already looking at you, smiling gently at you with a proud and kind gaze.

 

You instantly turned warm in the chest again, and smiled wider.

 

Shanks then pointed towards an area and then walked away. You got up to walk with him without missing a beat, completely trusting this man who simply loved the seas and made you feel like you've never felt in years.

 

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^_^

 

Anyone can be forgiven Reader-San. For anything.

 

Like anyone can do anything they want, they just need to try. Never give up without even trying your hardest. 

 

You'll see, it will all work out in the end. ^_^

 

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FANART CORNER

Notes:

Votes

Main Pairings

Shanks: 100

Mihawk:106

Crocodile:50

Doflamingo: 37

Smoker: 59

Lucci: 34

 

Side Pairings

Kaku: 6

Paulie: 6

Buggy: 7

 

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Chapter 111: The Man Like the Sun

Summary:

Friends.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

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As the both of you walked, Shanks turned his head towards you.

 

"See? I told you could do it."

 

You ducked your head, scratching your smooth left cheek in mild embarrassment as you felt your face turn red.

 

"I...yeah." You looked back up at Shanks, who was looking at you with that smile and warm gaze within those dark brown eyes. Those eyes that can make you a thousand times lighter. "Yeah. I did." You reaffirmed, more confident in your tone. 

 

Shanks looked down towards you as they walked, his expression then turning serious.

 

"But don't say those kinds of things again, (Y/N)..." You furrowed your brows, wondering what he meant. You then remembering and yelling to the villagers that they can punish you, hate you, and hit you as they saw fit to take all loathing they had of the World Government onto you. "A person should never shoulder hate and burdens on themselves. That's why you have friends."

 

You immediately looked towards him, as his small smile was directed towards you as the both of you walked.

 

"I...but...I'm a marine." You weakly stated.

 

Shanks blinked and laughed, putting a hand up to his straw hat to make sure it doesn't fall from his head as his body shook.

 

"Dahahaha! Really? Cause all I see is a woman. A woman that I can now call my Nakama."

 

Your eyes slowly blinked as you looked up at him, in awe of what he was saying. For when he said those words, you remembered when you first saw him and told you that you were no monster, that you did not see a pirate but a man. He...thought the same as you? Your heart warmed, and seemed to have skipped a beat. But...that word.

 

"Na...Nakama?" You questioned, confused at the word.

 

Shanks widened his eyes as he looked at you, pure shock in his handsome features.

 

"You don't know what Nakama is?"

 

At the shaking of your head, Shanks exclaimed loudly in surprise and looked like he almost fell over. You furrowed your brows at his odd actions, a question mark appearing above your head as you quietly observed how the captain muttered quietly to himself in disbelief. Not believing your words on how you never heard of such a word. In truth, you've heard it before. But you've never known what it meant...it seems to be important to know from how dramatic Shanks is being.

 

"Ahhhh..." Shanks sighed, then looking around to spot a rock by a waterfall, pointing towards it for you. "Let's talk there, it's best to be explained sitting down."

 

You tilted your head.

 

"Is it hard to explain it standing up?"

 

"Yes. No. Wait." Shanks sheepishly laughed, a small red tint on his cheeks as he tried to talk to the clueless awkward woman. Only for you to laugh. Shanks blinked.

 

"Hahaha! I was joking Shanks. It's so we can talk more comfortably right?" You asked, your (e/c) eyes on him as he slowly blinked again.

 

This woman, Shanks thought with a smile as you looked at him with a cheeky grin, will be the death of him. And the Yonko didn't really mind. Shanks gave a slight laugh at your out of the blue teasing, seeing you slowly open up.

 

No. The Yonko didn't mind this at all.

 

He then swept his arm forward, and let it stay there for (Y/N) to walk ahead and sit first, "Shall we?"

 

You walked forward and sat on the rock by the waterfall, scooting over some for Shanks to have his own seating space as he sat down next to you. Another warm feeling spread throughout your chest as his shoulder grazed yours as he was fixing himself to sit down. 

 

'This feeling...its increasing.' You thought in wonder. You felt your chest flutter when you heard his laugh from your small joke. You wanted to hear it more. Everything about Shanks...reminded you of something... Something that you can't quite put your finger on just yet.

 

Once Shanks was situated, he turned his head towards you in a soft smile.

 

"Let's see...how can I explain this..." Shanks eyes lit up in an idea and raised his index finger towards. "Oh! I know! Think of the person who's always been with you throughout your life! Who always protected you, and you did the same to them. Who you think you will always give your life to protect them."

 

Smoker.

 

You didn't even have to pause to think.

 

You saw Shanks tilt his head at you, brows furrowed.

 

"Smoker? Oh, is that who you thought of?"

 

You widened your eyes and flushed in embarrassment. You didn't even realize you said your dear friend's name out loud. But you nodded all the same, looking down at your lap in remembrance.

 

"Ya...he's a friend...a dear friend of mine that I trust with my life. He was the first to believe in the dream I had. Even if I was..." You trailed off and stopped, not sure if you want to continue and tell Shanks what you are. You internally shook your head, and moved your eyes towards the patiently waiting Shanks.

 

"He didn't care if I was a pirate's daughter. All he saw was me wanting to be a marine. That alone...made me happy."

 

Shanks rose a curious brow, then internally shook his head. They could talk about that at a later date. However, Shanks saw the look into your eyes as you spoke, and felt a pang in his chest. That look...those warm eyes as you spoke about this man. The red head wonders if you even realize it. The Yonko smiled down at you in approval.

 

"That's Nakama. He's your Nakama. And you are his." He said softly, voice in a whisper only for you to hear even though the both of you were already alone. You swallowed, and looked up at him shyly.

 

"Then...are we Nakama?"

 

Shanks fully turned towards you, and in that moment, the sun was behind his head, giving him a glow as he gave you a smile. You sucked a breath.

 

That smile.

 

"Why, of course we are!"

 

In that instance, as you looked at him mesmerized, not able to look away from that beautiful pure smile that makes you instantly warm, that you figured out what he reminded you of. You stared at him. Looked at the person who brought you out of the dark, and into the light again. Who saved you when he didn't have to, that brought you back to life again with that shining smile. That shining and glowing smile with those warm kind eyes that always looked at you in attention. Your mother's soft melodic voice came into your head once again.

 

'Okubyoukaze Ni Fukakerya Saigo(If you lose your nerve, this may be your last breath.)

 

Asu No Asahi Ga Hai No Hashi(But if you hold on, the morning sun will rise!)'

 

'The sun,' you thought, 'he's the sun.'

 

He bursted through the dark stormy clouds that were over your head. He looked at your red hands, and touched them with a soft smile, saying that you're not defined by those red hands and to wash them. That he could even help with the washing. He didn't care about labels such as 'marine' or 'pirate', only shrugged them off. But most of all, the most powerful of all. He made you feel warm. 

 

So warm. 

 

It was different from the warmness you felt when Lucci gently patted your head before the mission. Or how you were the only one to get away with calling him or messing with him. It was different.

 

It was brighter.

 

It was so...so...nice.

 

Each time you looked in his eyes, your heart always turned lighter. Your chest would feel uplifted. And your problems felt washed away because of him. You craved everything from this man.

 

His laugh.

 

His smile.

 

Everything that made Shanks, Shanks you craved.

 

You wondered if this is what love felt like.

 

Cause if it is, it felt wonderful.

 

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The FLUFF.

 

>//////<

 

I don't think I can handle all this cuteness mixed with angst. ITS BECOMING TOO MUCH FOR ME!!! DX

 

HELP!

 

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FANART CORNER

Notes:

Votes~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 108
Mihawk:110
Crocodile:50
Doflamingo: 37
Smoker: 59
Lucci: 36

Side Pairings
Kaku: 6
Paulie: 6
Buggy: 9

Chapter 112: A Dream

Summary:

You know what to do.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

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They then shared jokes and stories with another, both of them smiling and laughing loudly. 

 

"Ara," Shanks bright face looked at you with interest, "you know how to sing Bink's Sake?"

 

You nodded, your face feeling warm as you had to divert your eyes away from the man. For some reason becoming suddenly shy.

 

"I learned it from my mom...when she was alive, she always sang it or hummed it to me." You looked at him, giving him a small sad smile as your half lidded eyes were lost in the past. "It helped me overcome many things, that song. I mostly sung it when I was having a hard time..." Your eyes lowered, but then you blinked. Forcing a smile on your face as you looked back up at Shanks who was silent.

 

"Ah! I sing it when I'm bored too though! I tried to teach Smoker when we were little...he for some reason just liked me singing it. Smobaka." You chirped as you put a hand on your cap, hoping that Shanks didn't see how dark your eyes were when memories you would rather keep hidden came up in your mind. The red hair looked at you in silence, and nervous sweat was starting to form on your temple.

 

Did he look through you?

 

Impossible.

 

Shanks then smiled softly towards you, eyes soft.

 

"Ah, we should sing it together sometime! You and the crew while we drink! It'll be fun!" He closed his eyes as his brilliant grin formed around his face, and then he patted your shoulder. Then squeezed it.

 

You blinked.

 

Shanks was still laughing, but his hold was still on your shoulder. It was...comforting.

 

Was he reassuring you?

 

You looked at the man in mild confusion, a bewildered half smile on your slowly turning red face.

 

He saw through you after all.

 

What an odd man.

 

'Dangerous,' a voice within you spoke, one you were trying to hide, 'he's a dangerous man. Looking through your mask is dangerous.'

 

You internally shook your head, while on the outside you were listening to one of Shanks stories about his adventures.

 

'He's not. He...makes me feel warm.' You answered back, and you can feel the sneer that the voice had as it answered you back.

 

'You're not allowed to feel 'warm.' He's not like you. You're dark. You're cold. You can only be with people like you.'

 

No!

 

Your eyes flashed, but thankfully Shanks didn't notice as he was too engrossed with his story.

 

'No, ' you answered back, 'I can be like the way I was before, before CP9. I just need to try. I want to be as bright and warm to others as he is to me. I don't wanna be like how I was in CP9 anymore.'

 

The voice hmphed, annoyed at your naiveness.

 

'Fool, that darkness is already a part of you now.'

 

You felt your stomach drop as the voice said that, and called to it in anger, despite the coldness you were feeling at the moment. It didn't answer back. And that made you feel even more uneasy.

 

...no matter. You will continue to listen to Shanks story that he was saying so passionately, pretend everything is okay.

 

Like always.

 

At the end of Shanks story, you were smiling again while laughing. The Yonko laughing along with you, his smile bringing you back to ease. That everything was alright.

 

And it was.

 

And you loved it. You loved this. You haven't laughed this much in years, not since you and—you suddenly stopped. Shanks stopping with you with a raised and concerned eyebrow. You shook your head at him and gave him a small smile, ignoring the pang of your heart when you knew it was fake. Nonetheless, Shanks didn't ask, but, he did ask this:

 

"Have you remembered your dream yet?"

 

It was such an odd question, but you knew what he meant. You remembered your other dream, but now. The dream you have now, is something that you will accomplish. Something you can and will always be proud of. A dream that is even higher up in the stars then the previous one. And so with a close eyed smile and a jump from your seat on the rock you proclaimed:

 

"I'm going to be the strongest woman in the world!"

 

Shanks smiled at you as he looked at you with your close-eyed smile, so very different from the moment he first saw you. A distant, angry, and lonely girl who was left by the marines because of you following your own morals. So different from the girl that asked him why he saved an enemy and cried because of his answer that must've shocked you but relieved you so. He then laughed, wanting to tease you.

 

"Daha! You sure you'll be able to do it? You got quite a competition for that."

 

You gave a glare at him with no heat.

 

"Oh yeah? Well, I'm going to prove it to you! Big Momma will not know what will hit her once I do it! Not only that, " You put your hands on your hips, your gaze turning serious as you looked at those warm coffee brown eyes who stared at you in attentiveness.

 

"I'm going to prove it to the whole world and the heavens above!"

 

And you sounded so confident and determined he had nothing else to say but laugh. With you soon joining his.

 

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Lucci's POV

 

"Wahahaha! This is amazing! That bitch is dead!" Spandam rejoiced, slapping his lap as he sat in front of his desk while Lucci stood in front of it with arms behind his back and top hat on his head. 

 

"Wahaha! That's what she gets! That stupid Silver Blood, I wonder if the blood around her is silver?" Spandam continued, taking great joy of the whole situation.

 

Lucci's lips twitched downwards but said nothing. Hattori also not reacting to the Director's yells and exclaims, only blinking his beady eyes as the purple haired man went on.

 

'The fool,' Lucci thought in disgust, 'he really believes his own words.'

 

Before Spandam went further, Lucci finally decided to interrupt him and correct him.

 

"Silver Blood (Y/N) is not dead. She's alive."

 

Spandam widened his eyes and began to shriek.

 

"WHHHHHHHHAAAAAAT?! HOW?! THATS IMPOSSIBLE! HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT LUCCI?!"

 

Lucci's brow twitched at how loud his 'leader' was being, causing even Hattori to ruffle his feathers atop the Zoan user's shoulders in annoyance.

 

But...he actually does not know whether this information is true. It's just a feeling he has. A feeling or intuition he's had ever since he saw her on the ground trying to stand up despite the poison in her body. Somehow, Lucci knew she would survive. Cause she was a stubborn but naive idiot.

 

How strange. 

 

How strange that he knows this without any real evidence, but Lucci replied the best he could as his dark eyes under his hat looked into Spandam's who flinched.

 

'She never flinched when I looked at her,' Lucci observed offhandedly.

 

"Silver Blood and I were even in strength, I would be surprised if she didn't overcome such a thing as poison. She's much stronger then you think Director. She will be back." Lucci coldly stated, as Spandam's eyes widened once more and started muttering to himself while the Zoan corrected himself in his mind.

 

'She is even starting to get ahead of me in strength.' Lucci thought, eyes narrowing at that fact. 

 

Spandam then scoffed, suddenly smug.

 

"No matter~, she still failed the mission. Which means," Spandam smiled a wicked smile, "she will truly never be respected by any marine ever again! And must stay here for even longer!"

 

Lucci's eyes darkened, and was about to speak but he and Spandam were interrupted by the MushiMushi on the Director's desk. Spandam picked it up and answered professionally, only to have his dark smile back on his face.

 

"Ah~ Vice Admiral Garp~, I was just about to call you concerning the mission!" He sang, and Lucci's eyes narrowed into sudden slits with his  fists clenching for a split second behind his back.

 

"Really?" The Vice Admiral spoke, suspicion in his voice, but continued, "Well then, tell me. Did (Y/N)...accomplish it?" The Vice Admiral said carefully on the other line, deep concern within his tone.

 

Spandam opened his mouth, only to realize the MushiMushi was taken away from him.

 

"Yes, Silver Blood (Y/N) completed the mission with no mishaps along the way." The Zoan answered in a monotone, with Hattori chirping and cooing on his shoulder in acknowledgement.

 

"Who are you?"

 

"I am agent Rob Lucci, her partner of the mission. I carefully watched her, and she did everything well." Lucci answered smoothly, voice low as he ignored the gape mouth of Spandam next to him.

 

"...Rob Lucci?" From how Garp said his name, Lucci has a feeling the marine doesn't like him much. "Yes...I've heard of you. You do every mission assigned to you perfectly. Too perfectly in my opinion." Lucci took his rude comment in stride, and listened to the old man.

 

"Alright. Thank you agent for telling me this... Is (Y/N) resting?" Lucci said yes to his question, Garp now saying a quick formal goodbye and hung up the MushiMushi while Lucci did the same, his eyes hidden behind his hat.

 

"What...WHAT DID YOU DO?! WHO TOLD YOU THAT YOU CAN DO THAT IDIOTIC AGENT?!" Spandam went into a bewildered rage, spit flying everywhere from his mouth as Lucci's eyes still were hidden behind his top hat and began to walk towards the door.

 

"OI! Lucci! Where do you think you're—" Spandam immediately stopped once Lucci turned around, giving him the most bloodthirsty eyes and sadistic smile the cowardly man has ever seen.

 

"I'm sorry Director, but did you just call me an idiot? From what I observed," Lucci's eyes narrowed, his smile twitching up even more from sick pleasure, "Agent (Y/N) did her mission perfectly...isn't that correct?" Lucci flexed his hand, causing claws to come out which Spandam immediately caught with nervous sweat. At his shaky nod, Lucci turned back around and exited the room.

 

Only to spot the new agent, Kaku, outside the door with an expression filled with confusion.

 

"Why...did you do that?"

 

I don't know, is what Lucci wanted to say.

 

But he only walked away in silence, eyes hidden behind his hat as he only thought of (Y/N)'s face filled with happiness at the news of seeing her past friends again once she comes back.

 

That caused him to walk faster, Kaku watching silently with a ghost of a smile on his face as he also thought of (Y/N).

 

'How strange,' both CP9 agents thought.

 

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Yo! *waves hand*

 

The fluff was getting too intense for me, so I had to sprinkle some darkness in here.

 

Don't you guys remember?

 

You have a mask.

 

I clearly stated this in Water 7, making it even more clear when you and Doflamingo talked in your crew's ship on the way to decline the position of Warlord.

 

You have a darkness within you that you've been trying to overcome and erase.

 

But you can't.

 

Also...Lucci may not always show it, or even say it but...he sees you highly and cares for you.

 

And does things you may never even know...

 

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FANART CORNER

 

 

Notes:

Votes~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 110
Mihawk:110
Crocodile:50
Doflamingo: 37
Smoker: 59
Lucci: 36

Side Pairings
Kaku: 6
Paulie: 6
Buggy: 9

Chapter 113: The Song of Hopes and Dreams

Summary:

You can’t sing, but it’s not really about the talent, is it?

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Unknown ObjectA few days passed, then the day of you, Shanks, and his crew singing together the song of Bink's Sake came. The crew looked at you in a mix of shock and curiosity all around, in disbelief that a marine would know such a song. Much less be willing to sing it with pirates!

 

"Eh?!" Yasopp's eyes blinked rapidly in astonishment, "You know how to sing that song?!"

 

You scratched your left smooth cheek, as you nodded. "Yeah, my mother taught it to me when I was a kid. Before she left..." You shrugged off the nostalgia and sadness of her death quickly, looking at the crew with a sheepish grin as you all sat on the sand in front of the waves of the island. The islanders were doing their own thing, some children playing, others talking or eating, and a few listening to the conversation in interest.

 

Benn glanced at you with his gray eyes, "Still though, I've never heard of a marine knowing that song before." Benn took his cigarette from his mouth to his fingers and blew. "It's quite surprising actually."

 

"Mmfh!" Lucky Roo grunted as he took a bite of his meat, "(Y/N)-san, was your mother a pirate?" He questioned, swallowing the bite as his eyes under his small glasses looked over at you in curiosity. That's the only reason that your mother would know such a song by heart, and to sing it to you.

 

Your sheepish smile turned into a small frown, as you crossed your arms to answer them. "Actually it's my father who was a pirate. His name is—"

 

You got cut off as Shanks plopped next to you with a laugh and drinks in his hands, with one arm already around your shoulders as the smell of alcohol from the mug filled your nostrils. You blushed at the contact, but Shanks didn't comment on it as he looked towards you with a bright grin. The crew, however, looked at each other with knowing eyes.

 

"(Y/N)! Come on now! Let's drink while we sing Bink's Sake! It's always more fun that way! Dahahaha!" You looked up at him with a sweatdrop.

 

"A-ah, sorry Shanks. I don't drink. I get weird when I do." Shanks blinked down at you.

 

"Eh?! Not drink?! Who cares if you get weird, we'll get weird with you! It'll make the singing more fun!" As he exclaimed this, he brought you closer to him with his arm that still held your shoulder. The contact...felt nice. It was warm. Like everything else about the man. But, you gotta tell him clearly that you don't drink. Even if your face was growing increasingly warm as you gazed up at the cheerful red haired pirate who was giving you an expectant grin.

 

"Shanks, sorry. But the kind of weird that I get, is a type of weird I'm not comfortable with. I'm a..." You stopped yourself, as a memory resurfaced when you first tried to drink alcohol which was with Lucci. Your body grew immediately red at the memory of Lucci explaining to you what you did, with an arrogant air around him and a sadistic smirk on his lips.

 

Yeah. You're not telling Shanks what kind of drunk you are. Too embarrassing.

 

"...I just get weird. I'll just sing the song like this then, you guys can drink." You finished, as Shanks looked at you with a curious frown but eventually nodded. His understanding brown eyes looked into yours as he smiled.

 

"Of course (Y/N). I would never want a friend of mine to be uncomfortable." You widened your eyes at his soft tone and expression, which quickly turned into a pout. "But mah~, it's not as fun to sing when not everyone is drunk~. I wanted to see you drunk (Y/N)!" He whined, looking to the side with the most childish pout you've ever seen. It was...adorable. You blushed at your thought, and giggled at the odd Yonko who already let go of your shoulder and was being reprimanded by his crew members to not act like a spoiled kid.

 

'What an odd crew,' you thought with an  internal smile, watching how Shanks and his crew bickered like they were friends for ages. No.

 

Nakama.

 

The mere word made you think of Smoker. As well as the others you've left behind so long ago. You wonder if you're Nakama to them too.

 

You hope so.

 

You...miss them.

 

You felt a pang at your heart, and went to touch your cap which already was shadowing your pained eyes. 

 

You still want to see them again.

 

But how?

 

"(Y/N)?"

 

A concerned voice brought you out of your thoughts, seeing a curious Shanks and crew who had their heads tilted or brows furrowed. You blinked, and then gave them a smile.

 

"Ah, sorry about that. Lost in my thoughts. Did you say something Shanks?" You gave off a carefree tone, and saw Shanks frown. But didn't comment further.

 

"We were saying you should start the song, and we'll join afterwords." The red hair clarified, looking at you now with a grin. Along with the other crew members.

 

Your face turned warm in embarrassment as you waved your hands in front of you in denial. "No, I possibly couldn't! I'm not even a great singer! I can't start." The crew and Shanks laughed, saying that they don't care about things like if you can sing or can't sing. As long as you have fun while doing it. And they'll join right after the first few verses. You gave them a disbelieving frown.

 

"Really? You guys promise?"

 

It was then Shanks held his hand out to you, pinky up as his coffee brown eyes captured your confused (e/c) eyes.

 

"Of course," the man said calmly with a smile, "pinky promise shall we?"

 

Does he think you're a kid? But...you looked at his held up tanned pinky, which was waiting for your own pinky to intertwine to complete the promise.

 

But...it brought a warmness to you. As well as nostalgia. You haven't made a pinky promise to anyone since you were with Smoker and the others, more specifically, when you and Smoker were kids.

 

"Heh, Smobaka, why don't we make a promise to ourselves to accomplish our dreams?" Your young nine year old self said, actually taking a break from training while watching the teenaged boy known as Smoker do push-ups on the ground. 

 

He grunted.

 

"Tch, why?" A tick mark then formed on his temple as he lifted his head to look at you with angry eyes, "and don't call me that, idiot!" He yelled but that only made you smirk and laugh at him.

 

"Not funny! Anyways," Smoker stopped doing his push ups and sat cross legged on the ground, scratching the back of his head with closed eyes. "What made you think this all of a sudden?" He questioned, opening an eye lazily to look at you as sweat came down his face from exertion of the workout.

 

You shrugged.

 

"Mm, I don't know. I just feel like it I guess. But, I think it's mostly because this way we can push ourselves even further to accomplish our dreams!" You said this with clenched fists and a proud grin on your face, your eyes sparkling as Smoker had to turn his eyes away from your expression. "Me, being the strongest woman marine! And you..." You stopped and looked up at Smoker questioningly.

 

"Smokey, your dream isn't just to become a marine right? Is it something bigger?"

 

Smoker blinked at you, and then scratched the back of his head with a scowl. "Hell, I don't know! I just wanna become a marine who doesn't take shit from anybody I don't like and take orders that makes sense to me."

 

You smiled, "Ah...perhaps a Vice Admiral or Admiral then?"

 

Smoker shrugged and crossed his arms. "I guess."

 

You hummed and looked at Smoker with your innocent eyes. "Well, I believe you can accomplish that dream Smoker! If anyone can become an Admiral, it's you!"

 

Smoker widened his eyes and looked towards your bright smile, which immediately warmed his heart.

 

"R-really? You think so?" He questioned and cursed at his stutter. He's fucking acting like a little kid, what's wrong with him?

 

You nodded and smiled at him, which brought his thoughts to a halt once more as he noticed your warmness and strong belief for him. "Ya! But we gotta promise! So," you held out your pinky with a grin, "let's pinky promise on it!"

 

Smoker looked at your hand, and scowled at you.

 

"The hell? Do I look like a young brat to you?"

 

"With that mouth on you, yes. Yes I do."

 

Smoker stopped and almost began to sputter in anger until you put your hand up closer to his face.

 

"Come on Smokey. We gotta do this." Your eyes were serious, a look that didn't match your young nine year old body, but this showed Smoker that you were determined about this. "We gotta promise ourselves that we'll accomplish our dreams, no matter what it is. We gotta promise we'll keep pushing each other to accomplish it no matter what. We have to Smoker."

 

With those words, it wasn't hard for Smoker to intertwine his pinky with yours as they both said the words.

 

"Cross my heart, hope to die, eat a thousand needles if I lie, pinkie promise song!" You were smiling, but you noticed Smoker's face was red and was in a scowl from embarrassment. You over looked it this time, deciding not to tease him.

 

"There! Now we both gotta keep it, alright Smokey!"

 

"Tch, of course!"

 

With that beloved memory in your mind, you intertwined Shanks pinky with yours, a nostalgic smile on your lips as you and Shanks moved your mouths to say the words.

 

"Cross my heart, hope to die, eat a thousand needles if I lie, pinkie promise song."

 

Shanks finished the saying with a grin towards you, and it didn't take long for you to notice you were making one of your own. Shanks commented for you to start when you were ready, and the crew quieted as their ears began to perk up in ready.

 

You breathed in, closed your eyes and began. Softly at first, and slowly with the opening 'Yohohohoho's' , still hesitant. You sang the verse with delivering Bink's Sake and then followed up with the following verses, slowly gaining confidence as you sang.

 

"Umikaze Kimakase Namina...kase!(Following the sea breeze, riding on the waves!) Shio... No Mukuo De Yuumi...Mo Sawagu!( Far across the salty depths, the merry evening sun!)" It was at this point, did your voice not waver and instead was strong as you got caught up in the song and imagining your own mother singing it to you with strong emotion in her voice, "Sora Nya Wa Wo Kaku Tori No Uta! (Painting circles in the sky as the birds sing along!)" Your voice and the songs words naturally flowed from there, and you didn't even notice that the next few verse came along and the crew joined you with joyful grins and laughter.

 

"Binkusu Ni Sake Wo Todoke Ni Yuku Yo! (Going to deliver Bink's Sake!). Kyou Ka Asu Ka To Yoi No Yumi...(Today, and tomorrow, our dreams through the night...)" Your voice started to turn sad, knowing what words were coming next and they're the ones that affect you the most.

 

"Te Wo Furu Kage...Ni Mou...Aenai Yo,(Waving our goodbyes to friends, who we will never meet again.)" you felt a familiar hand on your shoulder, glancing and seeing it was Shanks who looked at you softly with a grin as he sang. Then, he suddenly gave you that smile which made you feel immediately warm and comforted as he also tightened his hand around your shoulder as the next verse came. And you felt like you can actually sing it without your voice cracking this time. "Nani Wo KuyoKuyo Asu Mo Tsukoyo!(But don't look so down, for at night the moon will rise!)"

 

And you did.

 

Which made you feel like this was the best time you've sang the Bink's Sake song, this time with others who sang with you and passion in their voice.

 

Shanks hand never let go of your shoulder throughout the whole song.

 

The mere thought made your face warm, as everyone now laughed amongst themselves at each other with the song now over. 

 

You suddenly felt an urge to go use the bathroom, so with a wave at the crew who sat on the sand by the sun setting beach, you went into the jungle since not many buildings have been built yet in the island for the islanders. Much less restrooms.

 

Your mind and heart was still reeling about what happened as you sang Bink's Sake, as Shanks held you with a comforting grip and smiled at you like the sun he was.

 

'Maybe...maybe you can feel warm.'

 

Your thoughts were interrupted as you sensed two people, as well as overhearing their conversation.

 

"S-so, we'll go through with this right?! I have nothing to lose since I have no one I care for here, so I can care less about them! They can all die by the marines that are surely coming here soon! I just want to leave with you!" A older man's voice said, clearly shaken with fear but held a selfishness that you did not over look although his words made your eyes widen. You crept closer, your skills in stealth too mastered for them to detect you. You were now behind a few bushes and a huge tree, form fully hidden but able to see the two men conversing amongst themselves.

 

"Yes, yes! You can escape with me. But we gotta get rid of that bitch marine and bloody pirates somehow. And perhaps take the valuables from your fellow islanders, eh?" This voice was more scratchy, hard to listen to as well, but you observed this was also an older man's voice. Your thoughts were all over the place, trying to come up with who this person can be as you listened in rapt attention. Clearly on guard about these men who are clearly threatening the peace. "Damn bitch and that cat...almost got me, but I escaped and managed to sneak in with you guys. But now look. Nowhere to go, except with that bloody idiot pirates ship filled with possible treasure of course." Your eyes immediately narrowed behind your cap, hand to your hilt of Karasu.

 

These men are going to hurt these people. One of them was even one of those islanders, but he seems he doesn't even care about them. The other obviously a bandit you and Lucci missed while 'protecting' the vile man known as Spandam.

 

They're dangerous.

 

They're bad men.

 

They need to die. No one will even know once you're done.

 

Your brows then furrowed. 

 

Wait...would Shanks do this? Would he kill people that could threaten innocents?

 

Is he the type of man to kill? Or the type to give other second chances?

 

Is what your thinking wrong? Or is it right?

 

Your mind immediately went to killing them both, without anyone knowing they even existed or were here. It immediately went towards their death from your already bloody hands.

 

...you don't like that fact.

 

A voice within you chuckled.

 

'I told you, you fool. You have a darkness inside you that you can't escape,' the voice laughed mockingly at you, and you can imagine the arrogant smirk on its face as your body began to get into a cold sweat, 'so what are you waiting for? Do what you were trained to do.'

 

'Kill them.'

 

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Mixed fluff with darkness again. Sorry guys. :/

 

Also, small flashback with chibi you and Smokey~ ^/////^ Both of you are such cuties.

 

And uh oh. O.O Wonder what you did to Lucci and what he found out from when you were drunk.

 

Anyways...you got stuff to deal with next chapter Reader-San.

 

Hope you can overcome.

 

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FANART CORNER

Notes:

Votes~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 117
Mihawk:115
Crocodile:50
Doflamingo: 40
Smoker: 61
Lucci: 38

Side Pairings
Kaku: 6
Paulie: 6
Buggy: 9

(GOOD JOB SHANKS!! YOU FINALLY MADE IT BACK! IT TOOK YOU...THREE YEARS BUT YOU DID IT!

Shanks: *laughs in surprise and shock* Dahaha! Can't believe it took that long, but Hawkeyes is my rival for a reason. Right Mihawk?

Mihawk: Took you forever Akagami. Should be ashamed.

Shanks: *cries with anime tears* Ma, how cold!)

Chapter 114: Silver Blood’s Morals

Summary:

A part of yourself you shall always have.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

'Kill them.'

 

You gritted your teeth, eyes tight as two sides within you tried to gain control over your body and your final decision, still hidden behind the brush of the forest where the two conniving men could not see you.

 

To kill, or not to kill?

 

What a simple question your mind is constantly asking, with such dark undertones.

 

"First, we gotta separate the bloody bitch and that fucking idiot captain. They've been giving looks to each other, so all we have to do is get them drunk enough and let them find some privacy." The bandit with the disgusting scratchy voice spoke with a self satisfied smirk that twisted his features even more then before. You shuddered at his ugly look. " Then we can just move the party to another area away from the ship, then BAM!" The bandit laughed, "We take the ship with the treasures and leave this place for the World Government!"  The older man shakily rose a finger.

 

"B-but, since we've been here the marine has only had w-water. I d-don't think she's the drinking type." The older man managed to get out, the bandit sneered.

 

"Che...fine. Plan B. We burn down those pathetic houses they've been making since we arrived on this island."

 

Your eyes widened and your fists tightened around your hilt simultaneously.

 

'No. Not the houses. They've been working so hard on those.'

 

"It'll be even better if there are people inside," the bandit continued, "everybody will be too busy saving and screaming to notice us get on the ship."

 

You gritted your teeth.

 

'They don't care? They don't care people will die because of their selfishness?! They don't care how hard these villagers worked to start a new life here?!' 

 

Your eyes darkened dangerously, seeing how truly disgusting these two cowardly men are. 

 

To ruin a people's second chance at life...to destroy the homes they've built on their hard work, sweat and blood... all for treasure and because they're afraid?

 

"But w-what about the captain and marine? They look strong. W-won't they n-notice us get on the ship?" The old man, once villager now traitor, asked hesitantly. Still managing to stutter with his partner, but not fighting against the thought of possibly killing his fellow neighbors and villagers to just get some money. This observation made you sick to the gut. A feeling you've had for the majority of your life.

 

A feeling you've had too long.

 

The bandit cackled. 

 

"That's easy. Those pissy weak hearts of theirs will lead them to try to put down the fires of the house and," the bandit took something out of his pocket, a red stick with a string coming out of it that made your heart stop,"with this, it'll all turn to ash. They'll die in the explosion with how close the houses are next to each other." 

 

"All of them?" The old man asked.

 

The bandit's dark smirk widened. "All of them."

 

What?

 

What?!

 

What?!

 

You didn't realize you even stepped out from the bushes, denial leaving your lips at their statement with eyes narrowed into slits, Karasu already out. They jumped, wide eyes as they stepped back in surprise.

 

"W-what?! Did you—" you interrupted the bandit before he continued.

 

"Did I hear every word about that little plot of yours? Yes. I did." You looked at them evenly, feeling confident in your decision of what to do with them. "And I know exactly what to do about it."

 

The bandit looked at you, laughing nervously as the old man was sputtering quickly with sweat coming down his face.

 

"W-w-wait! You're...y-you're not going to kill us are y-you?!" The old man took a step back in fear, the bandit turned and scowled at him. Putting a hand on his shoulder to stop him from moving anymore back.

 

"Stop you idiot! Like a marine would kill an old man like yourself." Your eyes were shadowed by your cap, expression neutral, silent. They had no idea what you can do. What you've done. What kind of marine you are.

 

Your darkness chuckled, amused. 'Idiots. Marine? More like monster.' You squashed down the voice in your head before it could continue, not wanting your already sweating hands to shake for them to see. It's the truth however.

 

You stopped being the marine you've always dreamt of becoming long ago. It's no more.

 

'But...'

 

A smiling Shanks appeared in your mind, his gaze proud as he rubbed your head familiarly and gently. His autumn eyes then turning soft, gentle. As he brought you closer to his warmth, a warmth that you think you don't deserve. A warmth like the sun, a light you think too bright for a person like you. 

 

'...maybe I can dream to be a better person rather then a marine. Always smiling and carefree, like I was before.' You thought, a mix of sad nostalgia and determination coursing through you. Memories of Smoker, Garp, and everyone in Marine HQ flooded in your mind, making you internally make a sad smile. ' Just gotta try.'

 

Like now. You gazed up at them, changing your mind of the judgement you were going to bestow upon the still shaking old man and the nervous laughing bandit.

 

"Leave," you commanded, Karasu glinting dangerously, "leave this island before I change my mind." Your eyes slitted, making them jump and start to walk slowly pass you as your eyes followed them. A movement grabbed your attention, making you growl at their stupidity, only to be blinded by a large ball of dirt getting in your eyes.

 

Fuck!

 

You cursed, not being able to see as you rubbed your eyes with sword still in hand, the bandit and old man hastily going into the attack. You heard a click of a gun, immediately moving to the side, having the bullet brush past your ears and making them ring in pain. You cursed again, one hand on your ear and the other frantically rubbing your eyes. Damn it, your body is still healing from the poison too!

 

"Bitch! Like I'm leaving without that treasure! Oi," the bandit called to the old man, you barely hearing and understanding him throw something at the man, "take that and light it! Plans have changed, do it now!"

 

You tensed, frantically trying to open your eyes and failing. 

 

NO!

 

YOU WONT LET THEM GET AWAY WITH THIS! BUT YOU CANT SEE OR HEAR DAMN IT!

 

Move right.

 

You moved right, feeling wind cut the space you were just in as you continued to rub your eyes in desperation. Blinking them to see. Thankfully not feeling that much pain from your body from the residual poison in your body. You heard the bandit tsk, and another sensation caused you to duck. You felt a sword almost nick your hat at that one. You were feeling amazed as you kept dodging the attacks without being able to see. Jumping, ducking, moving side to side. With blurred eyes, you jumped back from the bandit and spotted the old man who was staring at you, fumbling with the dynamite when he realized your eyes were on him. The bandit looked at him.

 

"Go, you idiot! Blow those stupid motherfuckers up!"

 

The old man turned, dynamite in hand, and something in you exploded at the thought of innocents dying on your watch.

 

"NO!

 

Two bodies fell onto the ground, unconscious. You blinked slowly, rubbing your eyes, bewildered and trying to take off the last amount of dirt within your orbs to see if it's playing tricks on you. 

 

There are still two bodies on the ground, eyes wide and rolled back.

 

"...what?" You questioned to yourself, ears now working and walked over to the bandit, still seeing his chest move although shakily. You did the same with the old man, dynamite no longer in hand, seeing his chest move as well. You frowned, confused on what to do and how exactly this happened?

 

"Did I do this?" Even saying it out loud was unbelievable to you, but you shook your head. You'll figure this out later. You gotta figure out what to do with these two, the two willing to kill everyone here. The two that did not care about the lives and hard work of these people trying to rebuild their life in this island.

 

You glanced between the two of them, then you glanced at Karasu. You saw your eyes in the reflection, and you knew what to do.

 

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Shanks looked over at your form coming out of the now dark forest, fishes over your shoulder as you grew closer to them. You put a few of them near the fire and handed some to the villagers with a calm smile. When you finally grew closer to red hair, he spoke up with a teasing grin.

 

"Thought you were just using the bathroom! What took you so long?" He asked curiously, some of his crew already prepping the fish you caught over the fire as you sat down carefully, minding the swords on your back and hip. You looked at him while scratching the back of your head sheepishly.

 

"Ah, just decided to catch some fish for everybody is all. It looked like we were running low." Shanks hummed, and looked at your sword, spotting a speck of red. He pointed at it.

 

"Didn't realize fish can be caught with a sword. Or bleed." You glanced at it and waved at him casually.

 

"I caught a rabbit as well while hunting fish, I just decided to eat it in there." You lied.

 

Shanks looked at you, then nodded and turned away.

 

You felt dirty at your lie, but it's best to keep this a secret. No one will miss them anyways.

 

'I can't get rid of this part of me, so might as well hide it as best as I can.' You thought, listening on to everyone on what they did while you were listening with a fake smile. The dark voice laughed.

 

'At least you know now. How long can you keep this mask I wonder?'

 

'To protect my Nakama and loved ones? Forever.' You replied, as you listened on. Ignoring Shanks concerned gaze on you, a small frown on his face.

 

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You guys are probably wondering now, how many grins of Silver Blood were fake? How many smiles? Were they all fake?

 

Was it always her mask? When was she truly happy or cheerful? Determined and proud?

 

What's real? What's fake?

 

Like in the real world, with real people, we may never know.

 

...I wonder if you guys are beginning to think of some similarities between Doflamingo and her now?

 

Cause if you are...you're right.

 

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FANART CORNER

 

Notes:

Main Pairings
Shanks: 117
Mihawk:115
Crocodile:50
Doflamingo: 40
Smoker: 61
Lucci: 38

Side Pairings
Kaku: 6
Paulie: 6
Buggy: 9

Chapter 115: Always

Summary:

Come and join the fun.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

A week passed since the 'incident', the incident you've been able to keep hidden. No one thought much of the disappearance of the old man from their village it seems. Hearing whispers and talks that the old man was always distant from them, and probably just decided to live separate from them within the jungle of the island. Others saying he must've died in their original island, although others were positive they saw him. Despite this, you've kept quiet. And kept acting like normal with the villagers, Shanks, and his crew. Not giving anything away as you just smiled and laughed amongst them when they told stories. Stories of a young boy in East Blue they sometimes visit.

 

You always felt Shanks looked at you however, when you would force a smile or grin. You tried your best to ignore it, saying to yourself that there's no way he can look through you so easily. Saying to yourself...that you wish you can tell him what happened. But you wouldn't. And eventually Shanks completely let it go, only giving you random two armed hugs when you felt down from either past memories when his crew or villagers asked, or when you happened to be forcing cheerful expressions upon your face.

 

It was nice. Comforting. Warm.

 

But somehow...something was missing. Something wrong.

 

It was today when you were now nearly fully healed and the time for the Red Hairs to nearly leave the once uninhabited that was now full of happy villagers back to an island in the East Blue, did you figure out what you must do.

 

What you want to do actually. But mostly what you must.

 

You finally found that missing piece. You were now atop Shanks ship, at his request, waving at the villagers along with the crew in goodbye.

 

"See you next time!" Shanks laughed, waving with a grin.

 

"Make sure you guys are living well, alright?!" Yasopp yelled, hand in a thumbs up towards them.

 

"Mfgtggg! Byfe everyfoon!" Lucky Roo spoke around his piece of meat, waving back and forth in eagerness.

 

Benn simply gave a calm smile and a peace sign, smoke curling around him from his cigarette as he looked out towards the villagers. While the other crew members just waved and shouted their goodbyes as well.

 

"Bye everyone! Thanks for everything!" You waved, a grin on your face. You spotted the young child who defended you, and who you saved in... that mission. He was waving and jumping at you wildly, a wide and thankful smile on his face.

 

"I-I'll never forget you!" The boy sniffled, emotion in his voice as he rubbed his tears eyes. "Thank you so much for everything (Y/N)! THANK YOU!" He cried, eyes on you as he waved. Your expression softened and you felt your heart move.

 

"And I will never forget you," you began, your own eyes starting to tear, "thank you for what you've done! Become a great man someday, you hear me?!" The boy nodded furiously, and soon the ship was too far to see the villagers and the island off into the distance. You were still staring at the island, leaning against the ship's edge on the main deck, a faraway look in your eyes until you felt a presence next to yours. You turned your head to see Shanks next to you, a grin on his face as he scratched the back of his neck.

 

"I know this may be a little late but," he put his hand down, and leaned down next to you on the ship's edge, warm eyes on you with a close eyed soft smile that made your cheeks warm, "since you're already here, why don't you join my crew?"

 

Your jaw dropped. He...join his crew?

 

'Join this man of the sun?' You questioned, flabbergasted, in shock. You felt stares on your back, turning your head slightly to everybody's eyes on you. With grins of their own, as well as smirks. Some giving peace signs and thumbs up, showing that they'll enjoy and approve to have you around on this ship. You looked back at him, seeing Shanks now had his eyes opened. Although half lidded, the emotion in his eyes, of care and acceptance of whatever your answer would be made you tempted.

 

You wanted to say yes.

 

You want to always be near the laid-back and carefree man that likes to joke and party with his crew. To constantly hear his laugh and see his smiles. To get strong with him, for him. Just to feel that warmth, that feeling of the bright sun that you feel like it washes away your darkness. The sun you sometimes felt too bright for you, nonetheless, it helped in a way.

 

You want to say yes.

 

But.

 

You have a job to do.

 

And so you gave him a sad smile and gave your reasoning. His smiling face quickly falling and turning serious as he looked at you.

 

"Are you sure?"

 

Your smile widened as you tilted your cap upwards towards him.

 

"Don't worry Shanks, I know what I'm doing. And soon enough you're going to hear my name through the sea breeze once I'm done!" You gave him a wide confident smile with your hands on your hips. His face softened, but still looked at you carefully even when you asked if they could drop you off as near as Marine HQ as possible. And of course he said yes, cause he just couldn't say no to that face. Not yours.

 

Not anymore.

 

He nodded at his crew, despite their questioning stares and frowns, and so they began to prepare for the journey.

 

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When your tiny boat was ready to go(given to you by Shanks ship to help you get the rest of the way to Marine HQ) your Kuroi ten'nosabaki and Karasu on you, with your signature worn Marine's cap, you gave everyone of the Red Haired crew a goodbye. Waving at them, and giving hints you will see them again soon.

 

When you came to give Shanks a handshake of thanks—so many thanks, because he did so much for you that no one has the last few years—you were instead pulled into a warm hug instead. A hug that immediately made your cheeks redden at the close contact, but nonetheless, you returned to the nice feeling hug that was filled with so many things. So many.

 

Thank you.

 

For everything.

 

We'll see each other again.

 

'It's a promise,' the both of you thought, in sync.

 

He pulled away first and put his hands on your shoulders and gave them a tight gentle squeeze. Him giving you a smile— that smile—which was filled with unspoken words. But he spoke them anyway, even though you knew what he would say.

 

"You are always welcomed on this ship." His smile, that gorgeous beautiful smile, widened. "Always."

 

Your chest warmed and your heart soared, you gave him a smile and a nod, and with a final wave, you went with the sea atop your borrowed rowboat. Which you would now have to use the rest of the way, a hundred miles away from Marine HQ.

 

But that's not what you were focusing on.

 

Your shoulders shook, and you wiped your face two times before it stopped. And your eyes turned determined as you faced the incoming island.

 

Your eyes dead set as you thought:

 

'World, here I come.'

 

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Now you guys know what Silver Blood meant ALL the way in the Alabasta Arc, the first chapter of it I believe.

Shanks offered. You declined.

Why?

Why would you not want to be with a man like him? A CAPTAIN like him? What do you have to do?

Well, I guess you guys just have to see. ^.^

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FANART CORNER

                 

Notes:

Those of Quotev and AO3, I mostly update on Wattpad and that is why it has been so long I have even touched the story here and updated. I suggest moving to Wattpad if you want to read Strong there. I am also heavy editing Strong as well so there is additional content now in the first ten chapters of Strong and I will keep going too.

 

Hope you guys enjoy! Thank you!

 

Also, I honestly can't tell if I am sharing the fanart or not on here ^.^' Wattpad allows me but Quotev and other sites are more difficult... I hope the best that you can see it though!

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 119
Mihawk:115
Crocodile:51
Doflamingo: 40
Smoker: 61
Lucci: 39

Side Pairings
Kaku: 7
Paulie: 6
Buggy: 9

Chapter 116: Back With A Bang!

Summary:

The wild dog.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Once you finally arrived in the island, a young inexperienced Marine helped you on off the boat once they realized who you were, the famous CP9 agent. The one who always completed a mission without fail, victims only seeing a flash of silver before their death. The only one who can keep up with the infamous and cold Rob Lucci.

'Oh, how ignorant they are of what I will do.'

And without a care in the world, you walked with shoulders straight and a confident gait towards the council room within Marine HQ. Ignoring the young marine's stumbled warning of how you shouldn't go in there, you already pushing the doors open casually.

Guess he was right.

You didn't know that it happened to be a meeting with the Warlords.

Well shit.

You were met with curious eyes all around, but the Warlords that were there(they were three) didn't seem to care too much. They seemed to not want to be there actually. One with tinted glasses looked at the ceiling in boredom with both his feet on the table as he rocked the chair back and forth. Another with a unique hat and a large sword that was almost the same size as yours had his eyes closed. And the other was just reading a newspaper, cigar in mouth as he read.

"Ah, it's you. We haven't seen you in awhile here (Y/N). Smoker has asked of you, you know."

You immediately turned your attention towards the Admiral who spoke. You brightening up at the familiar face, who looked towards you with a lazy smile.

"Aokiji-san! It has been awhile hasn't it?" You laughed, uncaring as Aokiji closed his eyes in humor. Commenting that you were greatly missed in headquarters by many. Including himself. You chest warmed at the thought of your old friends missing you as much as you missed them. But Smoker...he's asked of you. Is he alright?

"How is he?"

"Smoker? He became Captain during the years you were gone. Assigned at Louguetown, where you both grew up." Aokiji answered in a drawl, seeming to just want this meeting over with to take his daily nap. But you observed he has more energy in his eyes then usual, a result of your surprised and unannounced visit.

Captain huh?

You smiled.

That's good. He's gotten stronger then. 

You then blinked.

"A-Ah, sorry for barging in here. I didn't expect there to be a meeting. I just needed a Den-Den Mushi to use." You laughed sheepishly with you scratching the back of your neck. An eyelid revealing a gold eye of a hawk opened and glanced at you. You sensed the look, and looked at the man with no hint of fear or anything. 

"That sword." He spoke with a monotone and low, but that seemed to cause the tinted glasses Warlord to stop rocking his chair and glance with renewed interest. The one reading the newspaper made no move however.

You blinked again, and brought your hand to Kuroi ten'nosabaki's hilt.

"Oh this one? I got it when I was little. Around the time of Roger's execution."

The man didn't seem to be satisfied as both his eyelids now opened to reveal gold and sharp eyes like a hawk.

Mihawk Hawkeyes.

The World's Greatest Swordsman.

"Where?" He prodded, the man with the cigar now looking above his newspaper in slight interest. As the tinted glasses one began to smile, his feathery coat curled atop his back, open shirt revealing his naked chest. The Vice-Admirals in the room looking on in shock at the speaking swordsman. Even causing Aokiji to blink in surprise. The swordsman hasn't spoken a word during this whole meeting.

"Hm? In Loguetown, I found it in my doorstep one day. Had it ever since." You didn't know why you were answering so easily to him, maybe it was because you didn't really mind it. All the questions of your beloved sword. After this, would be the storm. Right now, you'll enjoy the calm while you can.

"That sword, was created by none other then Gol D. Roger's blacksmith. Silver of the Molten Metal." Your eyes widened in recognition at your father's name. He was a blacksmith? You don't recall your mother saying that, just that he was part of Roger's crew.

It seemed the other Warlords couldn't hide their interest now, as they looked at you with different looks. As well as most of the marine's.

"Oh~? Interesting. I thought all his weapons were destroyed or lost. And you found it around Roger's execution?" The one with the feathery coat asked with unmasked amusement, as he laid back in his chair and stared at you with eyes that were hidden.

The one with the cigar just had this slack look, but you could tell his eyes were interested.

"Silver? Wasn't he rumored to have a child?" He said as his newspaper laid beside him forgotten. Everyone's eyes immediately met yours and your sword behind you. 

You gave them a confident grin and a determined glare.

"Yeah. I'm his daughter. And I'm going to be the strongest woman in the world!"

Not 'I'll try.'

Not 'Eventually'.

And not 'I hope.'

You will. 

That's what was hinted.

And the Warlords caught it. They also caught that there was no shame in your voice. Not a single hint. You even seemed to be proud of it.

A marine? Proud of being born from a pirate?

Why was that?

And Doflamingo really wanted to know, as he licked his lips with a smile.

Crocodile looked at the young woman and blew out smoke from his mouth as he assessed the girl. Trying to find something.

Mihawk continued to stare with those sharp eyes of his, you not bothered by it as you remembered on why you were here.

"Oh yeah, can I use the Den-Den Mushi please?"  You asked the kind ice Admiral. He said yes, not surprised like the others in the room for he knew of your parentage since you first signed up to be a marine. The others knew you had a pirate father, just not the famous Silver of the Rogers.

As you called and the phone was answered, your demeanor seemed to change completely. You told the one on the other line for the Director to pick you up from the HQ, and you have come back to apologize. You were met with an answer that he was close to you near an island so he should be there soon. Your hat shadowed your eyes as you nodded and gave an affirmative. You then hung up on the caller and gave back the Den-Den Mushi. You were about to lean back on the wall near the doorway until you felt your body being pulled, you glared and directed it towards the man with the twiddling fingers.

Don Quixote Doflamingo. 

User of the String String Fruit.

You grabbed the hilt of Karasu and cut around in one motion to release from the strings and quickly jumped back and glared at the smirking man.

"Oh~. You're fun~, I like you."

You weren't sure if you liked that.

"Doflamingo, I suggest for you to stop." Aokiji said cooly at the amused man who couldn't look away from your form. The last thing he needs is a fight. And he plans to speak to you before you leave if he can. Aokiji internally frowned, glancing at your eyes. He doesn't like that look in them, that lack of sparkle that he remembers so well, gone.

"Awww~, but she's so fun! Wanna come to my mansion and be my pet little marine~?"

You deadpanned at the guy.

You DEFINITELY didn't like that.

"You." Mihawk interrupted, your brow slightly twitching at how he addressed you. 

"My name is (Y/N)."

He ignored it.

"Who taught you the way of the sword?"

"Oh...well, I taught myself. No one really uses these big swords. And I didn't really know anyone."

His gold eyes sharpened and seemed to appraise you briefly until it became blank again.

"I see...that explains it."

You looked at him curiously, waiting for him to continue.

"You're not trained on how to properly use swords. You need a teacher."

You blinked.

"Okay."

You smirked.

"Teacher."

Gasps, an amused 'Oh~?', and a raised eyebrow and scoff were all met with that word. The swordsman stayed silent however and assessed the girl. As he was about to answer, the girl's demeanor once again changed and you faced your eyes to the doorway of the room.

Spandam.

He hasn't changed at all.

You wished he did, which meant you wished his face was caved in and his body disfigured.

He had a smirk when he spotted you, but seemed to stop himself from going any further once he realized three Warlords were here.

"Ah, Admiral Aokiji and Vice Admirals. Sorry to bother you, but I will be taking (Y/N) now. Hope she wasn't a nuisance." He said with a smirk. The Warlords didn't fail to notice the woman's dark look of pure hatred at the man in front of you, but you kept silent.

Like a dog.

Perhaps they were wrong in what they thought?

Aokiji frowned, looking over at the Director of CP9. He's heard talk about him, him and his father. And met Spandine—Spandam's father—once. The Admiral didn't like Spandine, and it seems it is the same for his son.

"Hold on a minute, why does (Y/N) have to leave so hurriedly?" Aokiji asked, a tilt in his head as he looked over at the surprised Spandam. "Surely she can stay awhile and meet her comrades here. It's been years." Spandam blinked, sweating on how everybody's eyes seems to be on him. Even the Warlords! You however, only had your eyes shadowed while looking down, arms crossed as you leaned against the wall.

"B-but, she's needed for a report that she hasn't done yet Admiral. She has to come back! And surely her," Spandam paused, then spat the next word which made Aokiji eyes narrow," friends are too busy to even look at her. Now," Spandam turned his back and motioned towards you with a hand like an animal, "come (Y/N), we must go."

"No."

Spandam stopped, sweat coming down his temple as he had a hidden scowl away from everyone's eyes.

The Warlord's glanced at the Admiral, sensing the tension. But then fixed their gazes on the woman who still had her eyes shadowed, the one who've gained their interest in different ways.

Aokiji leaned back, arms crossed, turning his eyes over to you.

"I'll let (Y/N) decide if she wants to go with you or not. Vice Admiral Garp has yet to come to this room to greet her for the first time in six years since she's been dispatched to your area, Director." Aokiji lifted an open palm in the air. "Well? (Y/N), what do you want to do?"

'Say no,' he thought, growing more and more suspicious of what exactly you've been through for the past few years with a superior like him. Who was now looking over his shoulder with annoyed eyes and clenched fists.

You lifted your head slowly, revealing your previous shadowed face, that only revealed a close eyed smile.

"Mah, it's okay! I better go," you turned to walk out the door with Spandam(who now had a smug smirk), lifting a hand in a casual wave for the others behind you, "see you guys soon!" You turned your head slightly, the corner of an eye revealed for the others to see. Before the door closed behind you and Spandam, you said one more thing.

"Goodbye everyone~!"

The Vice Admirals just waved their hands as well, muttering with each other at what just occurred.

Aokiji, had his eyes narrowed, not liking the particular way you said goodbye. Almost as if... he frowned in thought.

'That wasn't the look of a caged dog,' Crocodile thought, inhaling his cigar in thought.

'No, that look signified something else. Something more in those eyes,' Mihawk observed with closed eyes, recognizing what that look could mean.

'That little marine, that look, those eyes,' Doflamingo licked his lips in thought, chuckling to himself at his thoughts, knowing that his colleagues recognize that look as well.

'That's a look of a wild dog biting to be free,' they all concluded, wondering to themselves how soon the wild dog will be out and about in world released with no chains.

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Hehe! ^.^ 

Quite a chapter ne~? THIS IS WHERE YOU FIRST MET THE WARLORDS!

And quite an impression if I do say so myself! But...that look you left them with...

Aokiji...saw something he didn't like.

While the others...

Well, we'll just to see, don't we? ^.~

Also, give me a bit of more time. I have to really analyze Punk Hazard and Dressrosa still in order to continue with the past. Weird I know, but I'm still a little ignorant about Doflamingo and I need to get my facts straight before I move on to go back to the present in Strong. Hope you guys can hold on a little longer! Thank you! ^.^

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FANART CORNER

 

Notes:

Main Pairings
Shanks: 121
Mihawk:119
Crocodile:52
Doflamingo: 40
Smoker: 65
Lucci: 41

Side Pairings
Kaku: 7
Paulie: 7
Buggy: 9

Shanks is still in the lead! Things are really heating up!

Chapter 117: The Call

Summary:

Hello.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

You got escorted back to Enies Lobby and was allowed to relax slightly in your secluded room, but not fully. Because you had to prepare.

And so, when you had your casual clothes on. Your dress shirt from the uniform but with dark jeans and your old but worn Marine hat. You made another call with the Den-Den Mushi before you went. Deciding to break a silent agreement between you and the others of CP9.

"Hello? Can you put Captain Smoker on the phone please? Tell him it's urgent."

The man told you to wait, and you heard him call for his captain. And heard as heavy steps came closer and closer to the phone, which was then picked up and

"Hello?"

—a gruff and so familiar answered.
You smiled fondly at his voice. He hasn't seemed to change from voice alone. No.

Why would he change?

"Hey...Smokey. How are you? Still the baka I know?" You said half-heartedly, because you honestly don't know how he would react. You haven't called since...since you joined the CP9, only once to tell him and the others it's okay and you were settling in and training. But that's it.

Six years.

Six years of no contact.

You just hoped the time wouldn't matter. Because Smoker was Smoker.

You were met with silence and just when you thought he wouldn't answer.

"(Y/N)? Is that you?"

He did.

Your smile widened as you clutched the Den Den Mushi tightly as you rubbed your thumb against the cap of your hat fondly.

"Who else would it be? Idiot~. I heard you became Captain, congrats. You must've gotten stronger. Still trying to catch up to me SmoBaka?"

You said with a familiar grin, your tone fond of your friend on the other side. Your comrade. No.

Your Nakama.

"Where the hell were you?! Do you know how many times I've-We've tried to get a hold of you?"

Your brows furrowed. 

They have? It seems Aokiji was correct in his statement, the others have been trying to contact you with no such luck. Probably a result of Spandam's bastard ways. Smoker continued.

"Do you have any idea how anxious we were to hear from you? You idiot!"

You nonetheless smiled. This is what you have missed. These pointless little arguments between you and Smoker, and the way he just was. A huggable big bear that had a soft spot. The way he would ignore your teases of his strength. Or when you apparently got too close.

The times where you rescued him from the deep ocean and would later tell you that he's sorry to be a burden. While you only gave him a smile and a clap to the shoulder, and saying that he would never be a burden to you. Not to you. 

Not ever you. Because you must've been his when they were younger, a fourteen year old being worried about an eight year old girl that had nothing to do with him until his kind hearted side was shown.

When you'd laugh each time he took out a cigar or used his power, saying that it was just too ironic to not laugh about. Those silent calm nights, where you would ask him to watch the moon with you. So you wouldn't be alone. He always stayed, despite his small grumbling his young self did. He's always stay, until you fell asleep. And carry you back to your small house and bed. You'd wake up the next day, wanting to moon gaze with him again, because he reminded you so much of the gentle orb in the sky.

And...the times where he'd shoo the bullies away with a scowl and a few gruff words. Him defending you with his all when you couldn't. Cause you were a pirate's offspring. Meant to be mocked and abused, even though you yourself weren't a pirate. 

He would do the punches when you couldn't. Too afraid to even defend yourself, not wanting to be called more of a monster or demon for being born. And he'd tell you to ignore them. That they didn't know your dream. What you would do.

They didn't know you would prove them wrong.

Too bad though, that that statement would be lost to you in a few hours.

You tightened your hold of the receiver.

"Smoker. I need you to listen to me. And listen to me very closely."

You were met with silence, and a complying alright.

"Smoker, in a few days, a newspaper will be issued. No matter what, you have to read it. Got that?"

"...Alright. But may I ask why? What's going to happen?"

You smiled sadly.

"Something I want you to immediately know, I want you to be the first actually."

"..."

"Hehe, does Smoker think I'm going to die or something?" You laughed, trying to calm him and his thoughts despite the empty feeling in your chest. "Don't worry, it's nothing like that. But whatever happens, you'll always be my first Nakama Smoker."

"...Nakama? What made you use a word like that?"

You smiled brightly, even though you knew he couldn't see it, somehow he'll know the expression you were making. Because he's Smoker.

"Cause I know I can trust Smoker with my life forever!"

"...and you call me an idiot."

You laughed and you felt Smoker smiling through the phone as well, and that made your smile even wider and your eyes shine. Even if you knew this moment was fleeting, this wondrous and true moment, you caressed your hat, you'll remember it.

"Alright Smoker, I gotta go. I'll see you later okay?"

Yes they would. You know they would.

"Okay, goodbye (Y/N). It...was nice hearing you."

Your eyes softened.

"It was nice hearing you too, Smoker. Goodnight."

"Night."

You hung up. And brought your cap down to cover your eyes as you walked with both of signature swords. A destination in mind as you walked silently with steps of an assassin for CP9. But not without leaving a cream for scars at a certain pussy's doorstep. You felt a presence coming towards you, recognizing it, you turned your head and stood up.

Kaku stood there in the bare hallways, you both being the only two in it, his dark uniform with his black cap atop his head which was tilted.

"What are you doing?" 

You furrowed your brows.

"What do you mean? I was just leaving something for Lucci and then leave." You answered, motioning your hand towards the cream in front of the door of Lucci's room within Enies Lobby. Kaku crossed his arms.

"No. What are you doing? I heard your phone call. You know the consequences of calling anyone if Spandam found out." You smiled, and noticed Kaku's eyes widen at the rare sight.

"You're not going to tell Spandam. I will." If possible Kaku's eyes widened even more, his mouth open in shock at your words. He closed his mouth and opened it again, words escaping him but he only managed a surprised 'What?'. Your smile turned softer, and you approached him slowly, and then put a gentle hand on his shoulder looking under his cap where you can see his dark brown eyes.

"I will see you soon, okay Kaku? And show me your model ship collection one day. You're good at building with these hands." You grabbed his hand to show, and held it in between yours, noticing it was slowly growing warm between your touch but you only paid attention to the long nosed man's bewildered shocked expression. A sheepish smile played on his lips, but quickly turned back into a straight line. 

"No." You said, eyes in disapproval. "Smile Kaku. Don't let this job stop that handsome smile of yours. Understood?" That only caused his face to morph once more in confusion, cheeks growing red. You let go of his hand, stepped back, and began to walk away to go to your destination. You raised a hand up in a wave towards Kaku, who you felt was looking at you.

"See you Kaku."

Even when you left the hallway, even when Kaku didn't hear those steps that you allowed to make sound, he still looked at the end of the hallway. His chest was warm, yet cold and afraid of how your words of 'See you' sounded too much like goodbye. Like you were leaving...and the young assassin didn't like that thought. He raised his hands up. And looked at them. How did you know that he liked building ships? It was a secret...his thoughts went back to your smile that made his heart race, and him wanting to smile with you. He clenched his hands. And grinned secretly behind his black cap.

"...see you (Y/N)."

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A mix of different moments here. The overwhelming message in this chapter is goodbye. And friends. As well as smiling for others.

You're kind, reader-San. Even taking care of your partner who left you to 'die'... but did he really leave you alone like that? Without him knowing that you will pull through somehow?

Cause you're you. ^.^

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FANART CORNER

Notes:

AHHHHH!!! Whaaaa I'm soooo sorry!!!! For those who aren't on Discord, I've already explained what's been happening so I'll explain here. I was having a tough time in Nursing School and actually failed one of my classes despite how hard I tried.

BUT! Thanks to this pandemic, I'm getting a once in a lifetime opportunity in making it up in the summer instead of having to stay another semester! I might get to graduate this December if I work even harder!!

Due to my hard work and the rare time I have to myself, I've barely been able to write. For Strong or for my other stories. It's a sad thing cause I love writing for Strong. Silver Blood has a special place in my heart now, it's been...well heh.

It's about to be four years tomorrow since I started this journey. This fanfiction is the longest one I've been committed to and have been consistent with(I'm so sorry for fans of my other works!) and I'm glad for it. I feel like I haven't changed much since I first started but I know I have.

Like I'm sure you guys have. Like how Silver Blood has.

For those of you who have stuck with me since the very beginning, since good ol 2016, thank you. Your patience is strong.

For those who came after, thank you. You're now part of a family and I always love my readers. My old readers know but perhaps you don't know that I read every comment. I do. And I laugh or smile and wonder if you are okay outside this world o made with my words. Please be okay? Try to be. You have a family now.

For those who just recently came upon this story, like a few days ago, thank you. The previous words pertain to you as well. Know that I care. And all my readers are kind and selfless just like you. We're here. Thank you so much for joining us, I hope we treat you well.

HAPPY EARLY 4th STRONG ANNIVERSARY EVERYONE!!!

MAY YOU BE THE BEST SILVER BLOOD YOU CAN BE IN EVERYTHING THAT YOU DO!!

 

AND HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY FUTURE PIRATE KING!

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 129
Mihawk:128
Crocodile:58
Doflamingo: 50
Smoker: 70
Lucci: 48

Side Pairings
Kaku: 10
Paulie: 8
Buggy: 10

WOAH! A few months sure does change things! Seems that this arc, the Shanks lover's have come about! That charm has been working!

Chapter 118: Chaos

Summary:

Those around you who know you speak.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

'I think I'm getting a headache', Kuzan thought as he rubbed his head while one Admiral, the other Vice Admirals, Captains, and Lieutenants went back and forth within the conference room of Marine HQ. The most passionate was the famed Garp the Hero as a result of the topic of discussion within the plain white and professional room that holds all sorts of meetings between Warlords and Admirals and many other things with only one long white table. 

"I just don't understand! How did this happen?!" Garp stressed, as well as demanded. Looking like his eyes were going to bulge out his eye sockets and his hair to fall out from how often he was pulling it during the meeting.

"The Director didn't comment much of it," Tsuru shrugged, her eyes turning towards the Garp the Fist in annoyance."And would you calm down? You're going to bust someone's eardrums with your constant yowls."

In all essence, he felt like they were going in circles within this meeting and he had half a mind to just sneak a nap in as they discussed amongst themselves about the new circumstances. But he was also concerned about the subject.

You, (Y/N), after all appeared seemingly out of nowhere in Marine HQ.

"Why is it we are still discussing this?" Akainu, Sakazuki; his mind corrected, said with an annoyed frown and crossed arms as he sat on his seat of the table. All eyes turned towards him at his question."All we are doing is going round and round accomplishing and answering nothing amongst ourselves. To get this fast and over with, why don't we start from the beginning once more shall we?" Sakazuki moved his dark eyes to Kuzan's, motioning for him to start and stating that he was the first to see the teenager-now young woman-in all these years.

Kuzan gave a yawn, then just as quickly his eyes were focused, not at all annoyed from the past conversations. He folded his hands and sat his chin upon them as he stared at everyone in the room as he began to speak of how (Y/N) was seen fifteen miles away from the Marine HQ within a rowboat by herself, with no other CP9 agent or the Director in sight. "I found it odd that there was no call before her coming here, nor from Director Spandam. Admittedly though, I was too surprised by her presence and haven't seen her so long that I didn't care." He gave small tilt of the lips of seeing your face for the first time in years, only to turn back into a neutral frown when he remembered your now darker and experienced eyes. "When she called the Director of her whereabouts, my suspicions rose of what exactly happened however. It seemed she had injuries that were healing. As well as how quickly the Director came for her..." 

It was then Garp cut in.

"It's odd isn't it?" Garp began, his grim eyes on the table as he spoke. "They didn't even let her closest friends meet with her, I wouldn't even have been informed if you didn't contact me Vice Admiral Kuzan." Garp glanced at him, throwing a grateful smile towards him. "And...CP9's Director is strange for not directly telling us the success or failure of her mission."

"Perhaps there was a problem within the mission and Silver Blood (Y/N) had to go her separate ways for transportation?" Sengoku, the only Admiral in the room, supplied. Stating your newly earned title from your hard work and years of being in service of the marines. His theory did nothing to calm the ones in the room who cared for her however, the other's having their own opinions about you staying begrudgingly silent about the daughter of a pirate.

All the Vice Admirals and Admiral who are present knew of the consequences you would get based on how you did on the mission. That's why the ones who cared were so concerned. But, Kuzan's eyes moved to a smoking figure.

'He hasn't said a word since the meeting began. Only listening,' Kuzan observed, studying Smoker who had his brows furrowed from recent comments of the higher ups. Which wasn't surprising. Anyone who had eyes and knew of (Y/N) personally were aware of how close you and Smoker were, are. His concern for his closest friend, one he hasn't seen or spoken to in years, and the fact he missed seeing you must've hit him hard. 

That and the man was hopelessly still in love with you after all these years. 

Whether he was aware of it or not, Kuzan thought as he finally turned his eyes away just as Smoker looked up probably sensing someone peering at him. That smoky-haired marine captain held a love for you for who knows how long. He probably couldn't tell if his feeling of concern for you was from friendship or romantic love from how long Kuzan has heard they've been friends. No matter though, the fact that (Y/N)'s appearance to headquarters was still odd and left questions came back to his mind as the rest of the room was still stewing on both Vice Admiral Garp's and Admiral Sengoku's words.

"What do you mean?"

Everyone blinked in surprise, turning their heads towards the new Captain who smoke two cigars between his mouth.

And alas he speaks, Kuzan grinned internally in amusement.

"'Directly?' If it wasn't the Director then who was it?" Smoker practically interrogated Garp, brown eyes dark in intensity. "And (Y/N)—Silver Blood (Y/N) is the type that doesn't like sitting still, so perhaps she made her own way of travel instead of waiting for Cipher Pol to pick her up like Admiral Sengoku said. But," Smoker frown deepened, "the problem with that is she isn't stupid. From Vice Admiral Kuzan's comments much earlier, she had healing injuries upon her form. She would have waited for Cipher Pol's transportation if she was critical, so why is it they didn't come? Why did she have to possibly make her own boat?" Smoker finalized, causing everyone to look at him with surprise and slowly thoughtful faces appeared even as Smoker's gaze never left Garp's own.

Before Garp could reply, Sakazuki spoke.

"Such faith." He drawled, dark eyes assessing the Captain who now turned his eyes towards the Magma Devil Fruit user with the smoke from his cigars billowing around him. "Interesting how close to a pirate's daughter you are to claim such things so strongly."

Smoker tightened his teeth against his cigars while Garp yelled at the Vice Admiral to not use those words ever again in this meeting. He grunted, and whether or not everyone felt the sudden coldness in the room no one said anything. But Tsuru did give Kuzan a hidden proud smirk that he accepted with a smirk of his own. Garp turned towards Smoker.

"To your question...it was the infamous Rob Lucci that informed me."

Kuzan's eyes widened, along with others as well as small gasps. Smoker however, looked at Garp, frozen with brown eyes large in size. The Ice user noticed flickers of emotion in man's face, the main one being confusion. Rob Lucci after all is the most successful CP9 agent since he was young, cold and ruthless. Uncaring of others except for that bird of his and to complete missions perfectly. The fact that he was the one that informed Garp the conclusion of the mission instead of the Director as it's supposed to be is very odd. As well as suspicious. The conversation moved on to Sengoku stating how the only information that the Director gave was that a small 'incident' occurred so that was the result of you coming to HQ, and that you were immediately needed to get back to Enies Lobby. Having no time to relax for your presence was important to get back.

'Lies.' Kuzan thought as he listened to the Admiral and the Vice Admirals Garp and Tsuru talk amongst themselves. 'That Director...that Spandam is not a man to be trusted. I truly do not like the World Government.' He heard their talks turn to a murmur, a name being brought up from the past that caused Sengoku to look down with tight eyes.

Shame about Rocinate.

"This meeting is now over. Everyone may go back to their previous posts and patrols." Sengoku ordered, causing everyone to slowly get up and salute or bow at him as they strolled towards the exit of the meeting room. He lazily raised himself up, stretching his back and fixing his sunglasses atop his nose. As he walked out the door along with Tsuru and Sengoku, he noticed a certain smoke loving man and an old hero stay behind in the room.

Kuzan slowed his steps, and once every marine was out sight, he turned and walked back. Leaning against the wall next to the door, able to hear the conversation from within.

"-anted to say something Smoker?"

"...yes. I didn't want to say this in the meeting cause I felt there were—" There was a pause. "fellow comrades that are not fond of (Y/N)." Kuzan didn't have to see his face to know, his tone held distaste for the few in the meeting room who do not care about you.

"Go on then. What's wrong? Did you hear something as well?" Garp questioned, eager to hear about his old student Kuzan observed as he listened with closed eyes.

"First, I would like to know what exactly the conclusion of (Y/N)'s mission was. Did she succeed? If she did, why wasn't it announced in the meeting?"

A few moments of silence passed. And a heavy sigh escaped from weary lips, a sigh filled with the burden of this hard world.

"That is classified for your current rank Smoker." Kuzan frowned, wanting to know the answer as well. "As well as for the one who's outside the door."

"What?!"

Ah. He got caught.

He opened the door and raised a hand in peace with a calm smile.

"Yo. Sorry about that, wanted to know about the girl who hasn't stepped foot in here in years. And I wanted to know what exactly you've been withholding Captain Smoker." He glanced towards the man in question, noticing the gray-haired man's furrowed brows along with surprised eyes and tense form."Oh my, don't look like that. You were very silent in the meeting. I suspected that you knew something about young Silver Blood (Y/N). That or you were just so concerned about your friend that you gathered all the information silently as it went on." Kuzan lips quirked to a knowing smile. "Except when your suspicions rose."

Garp interrupted with a sigh before he continued, waving his hand lazily.

"Close the door Kuzan. We'll discuss this amongst us three then." 

He did as asked, getting closer to the duo as Smoker looked back at Garp and questioned if this means he will not give the answer to his earlier question. Garp looking at him silently, eyes deep in thought. Kuzan internally narrowed his eyes, wondering why this information was classified. Smoker however, had his furrowed brows deep in concern, an open frown amongst his face as the smoke of his cigars flowed throughout the room.

"She succeeded." Smoker's shoulders relaxed, "But this does not matter, whether she succeeded or failed...I fear if we will see the same (Y/N) we knew all those years ago." Garp stated, eyes down and fists clenched next to his sides. Smoker's mouth opened for a moment only to clench tightly against his cigars, turning towards him determined eyes.

"What did she look like? Was she alright? You said that she had injuries that were healing, but other than that, was (Y/N) alright?" The man practically demanded the answers from him, and if he was someone more uptight he would've reprimanded Smoker for his disrespect at a higher up. But Kuzan isn't, and he isn't the sort of man that can stare at eyes filled with dread before him wanting answers only for him to deny him.

The Vice Admiral that witnessed the Ohara Island Buster Call, thought back to his meeting with you. Expecting to see bright and innocent eyes to find none. Trying to see if you were well and healthy, only to spot heavy shoulders that looked far too tiresome for someone as young as you. He thought of your old smiles and odd laughs amongst these halls, your sleeping face when you both took a partner nap together in different futons. He remembered your constant slashes with your sword from training at dummies, hearing the sound of it even now from how often you practiced. 

Kuzan reflected all of this, and all he could do was give a shake of his head at the two because he knew that your young self was gone. And it saddened him.

Smoker's eyes widened and Garp's tightly closed. A smack against the table was heard, the culprit being Smoker as his head was bowed, shoulders shaking from either anger or sadness Kuzan wasn't sure.

"...she called me." Garp and Kuzan whipped his head towards the young Captain, Garp giving a loud surprised exclamation.

"(Y/N) called me. She sounded different but I thought..." Smoker bit his two cigars between his teeth, and Kuzan was sure by this point the man tasted tobacco herbs in his mouth. "She said there was going to be a newspaper released in a few days, that I had to be the first to know once it comes out."

Garp rose an eyebrow.

"When what comes out?" Smoker turned towards him, eyes just as confused and lost as the man from the Pirate King's Age.

"She didn't say. But, whatever it is, I don't think it will be good news." Kuzan's mind were brought back to your odd goodbye when you left with the Director. Sounding like it was a farewell that can only come from someone who plans to leave forever from another's life. 

A farewell of death.

Kuzan's throat tightened, and as the three silent men brooded in their thoughts, he can only hope that you won't do something stupid.

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DOUBLE UPDATE!! HAPPY REAL STRONG ANNIVERSARY EVERYONE!! AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUFFY!!

An odd chapter if I do say so.

Sorry if I was sort of everywhere. ^.^' Been awhile since I last wrote, so that might explain on why it's so choppy and perhaps odd to read?

Forgive me if it's so, this chapter is used to be sort of a filler in the marine's side of things. For the people who care for you in the HQ. 

Garp. Smoker. Kuzan. 

There's a few more, but I focused on these three instead. I think it would be too chaotic if there were more. There ARE more marines that care for you though, they were just too low ranked right now to matter.

That, and truly it is Garp and Smoker who is the closest to you. But I added Kuzan because I wanted to give context on why exactly you respect this man and how he sees you.

(I added a beloved ex marine's name if someone noticed. I wonder, did you and THEM meet once? (  ͡ °  ͜ʖ ͡ °) We will have to see.)

     

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FANART CORNER

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Notes:

Main Pairings
Shanks: 129
Mihawk:128
Crocodile:58
Doflamingo: 50
Smoker: 70
Lucci: 48

Side Pairings
Kaku: 10
Paulie: 8
Buggy: 10

Chapter 119: Scarred Promises

Summary:

A punch and the promise.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

When you arrived at the door to the Director's office, you knocked with eyes still hidden. Your shoulders lax, with hands in the pockes of your pants. A muffled 'Come in' was heard, and you knew that there was one occupant too many.

Rob Lucci.

You didn't want him here. But what can you do. There's no controlling that man, but you hope that he uses that cream you left on his doorstep at least.

You were met with a too arrogant Spandam and a quiet Lucci, with an equally quiet Hattori as you walked in and closed the door behind you.

"Ah~ (Y/N)! Finally! Now, what do you have to say to yourself?" Spandam spoke with a sadistic smile as he walked towards your still form and stopped a few feet in front of you. The both of you were in the middle of his office, while Lucci stood close to Spandam's desk that was to the side of the room. Only observing, silent.

"Well? What is it? I can't hear you?" Spandam had his hand circled around his ear in mockery so he can hear 'better.'

"Ah...well, you see..."You began as you took your hands out from your pockets. Preparing yourself to give him what he wants.

"Come on, come on, hurry up. I don't have all night. I got to—" a sudden force punched his chin painfully to the right, causing him to seem to do the twirls in the air as he went through a wall. A solid wall. The wall he's been practically screaming at you to use to smash his face in.

"Ah, sorry not sorry. That's what I wanted to say."

You felt Lucci's eyes on you but you only gave him a quick glance and went back to watching Spandam struggle to get out from the wall. When he did, he held a hand to his jaw and pointed his other shaking one at you.

"Youffgg!"

You smirked, triumphant. 

"Finally, I broke that disgusting jaw that seemed to move too much. I must be doing a world a favor. Actually, scratch that. I believe the whole universe was begging for this to happen, maybe this time your jaw will actually stay broken so you can't open your loud mouth anymore."

Spandam's face reddened as he sputtered nonsense that couldn't be understood.

"Sorry, but Lucci won't be able to understand you. So he can't exactly heed your orders right now." You said coldly.

"That may be true," Lucci spoke for the first time, and you finally looked at him,"but, may I ask on why you're doing this? You do realize what will happen as a result." He said matter of factly, his dark eyes not moving from yours. Searching, analyzing.

"Ah well, you see, I was hoping that you would figure that out once I was supposed to run from this place and get out to sea. But you delayed me by two minutes. Such a bad kitty."

His eyes narrowed but then his famous sadistic smile broke out.

"So, you'll become a pirate? Is that what you're saying? The pirates offspring is willing to be a disgusting pirate herself?" You didn't miss how despite his expression, his eyes held a flicker of disappointment. As well as...perhaps even empathy. You shook the thought away as it came, impossible for it to be so.

"Well, I didn't say that. But it's better then being a marine justifying his cruel actions because of 'Justice'." 

You replied cheekily. Lucci's eyes narrowed.

"Since when have you been so openly cheeky? Hiding behind a facade have we? When did that mask fall for others to see?"

"Hehe, since a stranger saved me instead of a comrade. And I actually like how I always was before to be honest." You were unaware of how Lucci's eyes flash from how you said a stranger saved you, with great admiration and reverence. The CP9 agent's mind swirled at possibilities as to why you sounded like that, while you tried to not look into what Lucci might've meant by his question. You were more open to him than everyone here. 

You smiled. And then your eyes brightened, causing his thoughts to come to a halt.

"Oh yeah. I found some cream for you, for your back. Just in case it hurts at anytime or if you want it to heal at least a little."

Lucci stared.

"Why?"

"Cause whether I like it or not, I already see you as a comrade! So...BYE!" You quickly used Soryu throughout the building, and you knew Lucci was giving chase, like a cat and mouse. When he got too close, you even moved your pace quicker. Flashing throughout the building until you finally reached the outside of the famous facility. Spotting the famous transportation of the sea from Water 7.

What a smart mouse you are indeed.

You suddenly stopped and landed on the floor  to be met with a claw to the face, you managed to dodge it without getting severely injured. But a strong stinging sensation on your cheek suggested there would be a scar.

You smiled.

Perfect.

"Why...are you smiling? And why did you stop?" You couldn't help but laugh, feeling free with your shoulders light despite the blood coming down your once smooth left cheek. The kitty sounded confused and lost from your different demeanor. He's not used to seeing such a carefree smile on your face, rare they are. But you couldn't help it. 

Lucci looked at you as you laughed, his tail behind him swishing. Remembering how he thought in the past you looked like an idiot laughing so cheerfully. And now, as years passed with him slowly seeing you change and your eyes darken with each mission. Him only been given a few small smiles that you gifted to him only within the group, seeing the faint shimmer of brightness within your eyes as you did so. As he looked at you in this moment, he couldn't help but just stare at how wide your smiles can go. How much your (e/c) eyes could glitter.

And...just how much of an idiot you are.

"Hehe, I stopped cause I wanted you to leave a mark." You pointed at your bleeding cheek as you stared at the transformed Lucci.

"This is a promise. Only you can capture me from CP9. If I lose to you someday, then so be it. You'll give me to Enies Lobby. But, only until you beat me and successfully capture me. Those are the rules. " You smiled once again while Lucci just stared at you with unbelieving eyes. He tilted his head.

"And what if I can just kill you?"

"Then so be it. You're my comrade, so do what you best see fit."

"Are you...are you a naive idiot?"

Your smile softened while your eyes turned half-lidded. 

"Hmm... I believe you already know the answer to that. Ciao~ Rob Lucci."

And so you used Soryu all the way to the already fast leaving water train, you landing on the last cable car as it quickly went. Leaving Enies Lobby to the dust.

You smiled.

And now, on to find Shanks.

As Lucci saw your retreating form, him now back to his normal human figure with Hattori back on his shoulder, all he could do was wonder at how easily you can make his blood pumping from excitement. And how you make his lips twitch to a smirk at the prospect of a good and bloody fight.

'A soft naive idiot indeed,' Lucci thought with a fondness he couldn't comprehend, and with Hattori's coo to the sky, Lucci turned back to Enies Lobby to inform the Director of a new pirate coming into play.

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HUZZAH! X'D

That's how you got your famous scar everybody~

Not from a near death experience or whatever, but as a result of you ALLOWING Lucci to mark you to be used as a promise. We all know how possessive Lucci is, and what the perfect way to satisfy that part of him? As well as promising him such a thing as you did?

Giving and allowing your body to be injured by him, and so far only him, showing off to everyone that you are HIS.

Now, Silver Blood may not have read into this like I have. XD She just wanted to use that scar as a promise, but we all KNOW just how much that scar on her face can turn the dude on or get all touchy feely or all 'MINE!'

A bit dark I know, but Lucci is a dark character. *shrugs* This isn't even the darkest thing that has shown up for love yet so, hold on.

By the way, for Lucci to mark you as his territory, it was either the scar or him peeing on you like that cat he is. As you can see, XD, I think someone would prefer the scar anyway then being peed on(for Silver Blood anyways X'D)

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FANART!!

Notes:

VOTES~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 161
Mihawk:156
Crocodile:63
Doflamingo: 56
Smoker: 78
Lucci: 53

Side Pairings
Kaku: 14
Paulie: 8
Buggy: 13

Chapter 120: *Intermission*

Summary:

Back in the present, the world has shifted after Marineford. And everyone feels it.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

The Castle of the Passionate Country—Dressrosa within the New World

Baby 5 had lunch for you ready in your guest room provided for you. It was a needed nutritious lunch that will help will your healing according to their doctor and can help speed it up a bit.

Problem was, Baby 5 thought in a panic as she searched for you once more since you awoke three days ago, you weren't in your room.

It's been like this since you read that newspaper that was placed there, you seeming to stare at it and hoping it'll burn with your mere gaze alone. You even tried to stand up despite being bedridden for six weeks due to all your injuries that she imagined were a mix of what you went through in escaping Impel Down and the Battle at Marineford. Your injuries being vast physically, from cuts to scratches to gashes from a whip but the worse were the burns. The burns, which were still healing under your bandages all over your right arm with one wrapped around your left bicep to almost your shoulder as well as around your chest under your long sleeved blouse. The blouse used to having two sleeves until you ripped the left one in what she could only see as a cry for help, it's such a pretty blouse after all that they dressed you in—your clothes from the battle being nearly irreparable which made you look sad until you said nearly irreparable doesn't mean totally, but you'll wear these clothes for now till you see them. The blouse you now wore was still white, but it had tiny black circles on the bottom as well as the cuff of your right sleeve with one side being longer than the other and grazing your right hip and looking slightly ruffled. Your shorts being replaced by light beige pants that went to your calves and wearing open toed light blue sandals with just an half inch heel and straps that went in an 'X' shape, being secure. 

The clothes helped a bit, but your injuries...she would think there was no way you would have survived if it wasn't for Young Master—Doflamingo and his devil fruit. 

When you tried to stand up, despite you already healing in a remarkable rate due to what the doctor said, you looked frustrated when you nearly fell. Her having to catch you, her feeling you shake but she doesn't think it was just from your injuries based on your shadowed expression as you looked down. Spotting your bitten lip. 

You ignored her when you went towards your famous buster sword that stood tall and intimidating, a sword even she couldn't replicate despite her own powers. Ignoring how you still needed to rest and you need to be hydrated, only for you to merely say that she should stop calling her Young Mistress and maybe you'll listen. Baby 5 staying silent at that, not knowing what to say only for her eyes to widen when you lifted your sword a mere inch before it clattered to the floor as you cursed—your wounds reopening and blood coming out. 

"Fuck," you hissed, holding onto your quivering right arm as it bled, clenching your teeth. Lowering your head as blood continued to wet your thick wrapped bandages, your eyes shadowed and making you look predatorial with how you bared your teeth as you tightened them. "Fuck...not even my sword finds me...Tch, a swordsman who can't even hold their own sword...?! Might as well kill me along with my dream!"

"You're wounded," She reminded you, pointing out to you, you still gazing at your arm. "You shouldn't talk like that, Young Mistress. Doflamingo helped you, although he just killed my fourth fiancé after he asked so nicely with his charming brown rags and this cute little flower...! He really needed me to be his wife, just asking as he sat by the street as I walked by, it was like—like destiny!" Baby 5's fire reawakened as she balled a fist in front of her, you glancing at her as she spoke with tears gathering in her eyes. "He has to pay! I need to give him my all this time to take my vengeance for my fiancé. I...didn't even get to learn his name!"

You stared at her for a moment before looking away, looking down at your buster sword as it laid on the floor—the metal appearing dull. 

"...Don't call me that. And..." you brought your right arm and clenched, making the blood welt and some fall on the floor, the red looking vibrant in the tan tiled floor. "This is nothing. I have to train to get better."

"That seems..." Baby 5 started but than you started walking out the room. "Ah wait! You really can't move and—wait!" She went outside your room to the halls seeing you walk around and glancing out the high panned glass windows to the left side of the wall, the outside showcasing the sun's rays on a garden of different flowers but the most prominent being the sunflowers of this country. "You really shouldn't, you have to stay in the grounds of the castle at least. We have to give you the tour since it can be confusing and please wait—Young Mistress!" You stopped, your back facing her.

"Stop calling me that." You answered as you turned your head, one lone eye staring at her and making her flinch. You frowned when she did so, you glancing down with furrowed brows and looking sad again before turning to stare at the garden of flowers. The flowers moving with the breeze outside. "...just call me by my name please. You don't gotta give me a title or whatever, that's not my thing." Baby 5 swallowed the reasoning she wanted to say that Doflamingo's interest in you isn't a secret and others may call her that in kind, but she felt that with how you are right now... "I can find my way around...not my first time in a castle. And you don't gotta worry, I just want to find a spot where I can train alone."

Baby 5 blinked, her hand going to her chest and holding it there.

"But...your wounds... and..."

You stayed silent, turning your head away where she couldn't see.

"I know what you're worried about. He'll know where I'll be and go." Baby 5's eyes widened, how did you know? "I got good Haki. He does too...tch, he's going to interrupt me...I'm leaving before he can. See ya..." you turned your head towards her, one brow arched. "What's your name?"

"Ah," Baby 5 did a half bow in surprise, how did she not say her name to you immediately?! "I'm Baby 5! I was helping take care of you with the doctor and," she looked up, hand to her chest and the other to her cheek and eyes sparkling slightly. "I'm here if you need me for anything!"

You stared, your lips seeming to twitch before you turned away from her again.

"Call me (Y/N). See ya, Baby 5." And than you disappeared. Right in front of her.

Ever since than, you've been difficult to track. Doflamingo didn't seem worried though, along with the others when she used her bazooka on him when he was on the den den mushi in his office for revenge. 

Buffalo said he's seen you looking at the garden once early at dawn after he asked her for a 5,000 Beli loan that she of course gave because he obviously really needed it badly! It was only yesterday that happened before you seemed to disappear once more, only for Señor Pink to mention to her that you seemed to have taken to the cliff that overlooked the ocean and Dressrosa below to the left of the castle grounds. He mentioned what she's been thinking as well, face serious as his fangirls leaned on him heavily as he spoke around his binky.

You're in pain.

And not just physically.

She doesn't think you've been sleeping at all. Or if you have, it's been atop the tall oak tree that overlooked the cliff you were on. She doesn't even know how you've eaten because you seem to just barely touch your food when she found you. Only seeming to take a bite to show her that you're eating after saying your thanks for the food, standing near the cliff with blood to your bandages that still haven't been changed due to you avoiding the doctor. A mix of dried blood and fresh blood in the white bandages and staining your shirt with your katana sword leaning on the tree by you. You still not wearing your infamous marine cap you usually wear atop your head, at least from what she's heard. Maybe you just don't like wearing it when you train? 

You waved away her concerns each time she mentioned it, you even once stating that she's a nice person and shouldn't worry about someone like you. You're not worthy after all.

Baby 5 can only stare at you, you who looked like you really needed something or someone but you never ask her. Thanking her for doing only the smallest of tasks or actions of giving you food or asking about how you're feeling or for you to see the doctor because you're going to fall over soon. You even threw her the first semblance of a smile to her when you thanked her once more, lips barely lifted and (e/c) eyes grateful yet still looking sad.

At this rate, you'll never heal. 

Baby 5 finally managed to get outside the castle and walk towards the direction of the cliff. Seeing you seeming to take a break atop a thick branch of the tree, leaning on the trunk with your back as you kept your head turned to the oceanside of the cliff. Looking in deep thought and with heavy shoulders despite it being a beautiful day before turning your head down. Her spotting you biting your lip and she felt herself mirror the action slightly as she held the tray holding your lunch.

How can I help someone who doesn't ask anything of me?

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In the quaint bar of Foosha Village—Dawn Island of East Blue

"Garp-san? Are you okay? I know Dadan reopened some of your wounds..." Makino's soft tired voice said behind the bar as she came over to Garp who sat in one of the high chairs of the bar counter, reading a newspaper with a frown.

Garp flashed the kind bar owner a fleeting smile.

"You think a few punches will take me out? Gwahaha!" Makino gave her own tired smile at that, her eyes red rimmed. Him stopping as he looked down to the newspaper in front of him with flat lips. "No...her words could take anyone out though. Don't worry about it. I'm just...thinking."

Makino nodded before offering him his regular drink, him nodding with a grateful smile he didn't really feel and instead turned back to the newspaper that had his grandson go back to Marineford and having the bell toll sixteen times. 

He's glad he's safe.

But there's another he's not exactly sure about despite there being no body.

Where are you, (Y/N)? 

Garp sat back in his chair, looking at the creases and small scratches on the wood of the quaint bar that matched its owner in its homely atmosphere.

He knows you're alive. But that's not the exact issue.

It's more than that.

Your physical injuries from taking that attack from that ruthless Akainu, his magma fist going to your barely Buso Haki covered arms for you didn't want your sword to be taken. He has the way your body seemed to sizzle as you flew back with a penetrating scream against the many buildings of Marineford forever ingrained in his mind's eye. He's never heard you scream like that. Just as he's never heard Luffy's.

Now they're both forever playing in his brain due to all of this.

The scale of duty and family being tipped despite him never wanting to make that choice. 

The life of a marine, if his whole family chose it, this never would have occurred.

Even than, you chose it yet you still chose something else instead. He blames himself for letting you go to CP9. Perhaps if you stayed than maybe—in the end it doesn't matter.

What matters is that you're hurt. But not just physically.

Smoker, with his exhausted expression in a separate base preparing for his departure to G-5 after two weeks of repairing and recovery in Marineford, having faith you were alive but it's odd you haven't tried to reach out yet. Being an idiot like you always were to see him. Garp knew that Smoker was aware of your injuries, the young Logia saw what he saw as well. Your body flying. Smoker's expression seeming to tighten after he called you an idiot once more. 

Kuzan, who also visited the base Smoker is on, looked down at them as he leaned against the wall with Garp and Smoker forming a circle with him.

"Her wounds must be severe," Kuzan pointed out what they couldn't say, both of them looking away as Kuzan closed his eyes. "She might not even be able to move much yet. An attack from Sakazuki...it's not a lighthearted manner."

"I never said it was." Smoker retorted sharply, narrowing his eyes at Kuzan as he tensed. Kuzan merely opening an eye to see the Commodore's expression. "We all saw it. The man didn't get the title for no reason. He..."

"That's not the only thing," Garp interrupted, having Smoker and Kuzan turn towards him in attention, expression severe. "(Y/N)'s wounds are more than just physical."

Smoker looked away, mouth tight around his cigar.

"That's what I'm worried about."

Garp still feels that, feels the same worry as your childhood friend does. 

He can still picture you running around his ship in your marine uniform, your buster sword dwarfing you as you laughed at him and smirking with your childlike face as he chased after you due to causing a part of the ship to break due to your training or you stealing his crackers again as you held it in your hands and dared him to catch you with his right hand man, Bogard and the rest of the men only staring with smiles or just let them be due to it being a regular occurrence. How proud you looked, practically sparkling, when he would compliment your decisions as a Lieutenant in an island with the men but try to hide it by saying you know you're awesome already and you'll be better than him someday with a slight flush. Only for it to disappear when he gave you a fist of love in the head in retaliation for your cheeky mouth, you holding it in pain with a large bump under your hands as you called him an old man.

Or back in Marineford when he first brought you at eight years old after you got accepted officially and travelled with him a bit, you always seeming to wish to challenge Kuzan in a fight for whatever reason before soon enough you joined his naps in his poor semblance of an office that just had some futons laid out in the middle to sleep. Or how Smoker had to drag you out of trouble when you decided to do a prank to Momonga or Sengoku, Hina laughing all the while at your antics as the trio sat in their table in the cafeteria.

You...looked so different when he saw you in Impel Down. He hasn't seen you physically since you left for CP9, a hearty hardheaded teenager to a proud yet different woman grown. Twelve years. Twelve years made you have that look in your eyes that made you seem older than you really are. Smoker warned him in his reports when you saw him but...to actually see it.

Only for it to grow due to what was revealed and what he wanted to hide to his grave.

Garp tightened his fist, staring at an interesting pattern of scratches in front of the seat next to him, from Luffy's playing of his utensils with Garp only staring with all fine lines and wrinkles and wounds.

Your wounds are deep and bleeding.

What will you look like now after this? What other changes that are being added on to what already occurred to you with CP9? With what you discovered from the War?

Your wounds are deep, bleeding, and he's worried that it will only fester with how you are. He can only hope you aren't alone.

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The Dark Foreboding Castle of the Bloody Kuraigana Island within the Grand Line 

Perona has found herself stuck between two totally uncute animals for men.

They're both so annoying! She raged as she floated through the halls of the dark dreary mansion that perfectly fits her tastes if it wasn't for these guys overcrowding it! Why couldn't it just be me that was sent here and had this for myself first?!

The idiot keeps reopening his wounds despite their host's words of him taking it easy, with an odd glint in his eyes that she took note of when the swordsman kneeled to their host to be taught. The pink haired goth didn't find him to be the type to do that based on what she saw from him in Thriller Bark. Than again, she was trying to kill them for intruding so maybe she read the green haired ungrateful fool wrong.

What she found interesting as she floated between the two when Zoro asked, was their host's reaction as he looked down at the idiot sharply.

"I trained another, which you should know," he toned as Zoro kept his head down to the ground. "She didn't beg. Why should I train a disappointment like you, Roronoa Zoro? Who couldn't even defeat the baboons? Begone."

She looked between the two of them, pointer finger to her lips as she thought of who exactly the world's greatest swordsman trained. This can't be a regular thing, can it?

The idiot lifted his head.

"I did defeat all of them." Mihawk turned towards the green haired swordsman, lowering his wineglass. Blood dropped through his bandages and from his face onto the ground but his determined expression didn't change. "I want you to train me to defeat you."

Perona stared at the idiot's odd glint in his eyes despite his ridiculous statement, of harsh determination. 

He's really an idiot! Who in their right mind will train someone that will eventually take their title away or just kill them? 

But after a few moments of silence, she moved her gaze to their rude host's face as he seemed to assess the idiot. 

She wondered if he was comparing him to whoever his old student was and than he laughed. 

It was very uncute. 

She also shuddered at the sound. 

Frankly, she would rather never hear that sound ever again. Laughs are supposed to be like bells or chimes or like a bird. Or like Moria's laugh, Moria's laugh was fun after he made successful clothes for her after she asked for a certain design. He's really good at making clothes, giving her clothes, having an awesome ship and—

Perona's eyes watered as she floated through the halls with tears running down her face as she wailed, hands tight around her umbrella.

"Wahhhhhhh! I hate it here! I miss Lord Moria!" 

A few weeks have passed since that incident of Zoro asking with Mihawk accepting and she would see their host looking at Zoro a certain way and she thinks he must be assessing again but she can't tell.

Their host is so uncute that she can't tell what he's thinking because his face never changes. It's like he doesn't know what a smile is! Although she also rather not see that, it might look as weird as his laugh sounded. He's ungrateful when she cooks too! Like why is he just staring and taking the plate?! At least say thanks that she even bothered to cook while the idiot was injuring himself trying to figure out Haki and their host would oversee or just drink his wine.

She loves wine but she thinks that the World's Greatest Swordsman may be obsessed.

Meanwhile, when she demands his thanks—he would just reply simply that since they live here they should also pull their own weight. He says, after taking a bite, and seeming to stare at her chicken and rice dish weirdly before giving it back to her, stating he doesn't want it and just leaves! He didn't even say what was bad about it! How can he make that face and just leave like that?!

When she demanded an answer, he just stopped by the door way with a hand to the frame and turned his head towards her—Perona able to see his eyes fully since his hat was nowhere in sight along with his coat.

"I prefer how another makes that dish. I'll cook something else for my own."

"What?! How ungrateful! Why can't you just show me how you like it than?!" 

"No."

And than he walked away as she was talking to him(yelling) for him to get back here and he was being rude. 

That man was horrible! 

But she can't help but wonder who he was talking about. Was it his student too? 

Why does he keep comparing?! First the idiot now her?

How does he not understand that she's one of a kind in her fashion sense and demeanor? 

When she wondered aloud to herself as she bandaged the idiot once again on who his past student was as they sat in front of the main staircase to the castle, the idiot actually knew and said it was Silver Blood.

Perona widened her eyes in surprise, tightening the idiots bandage and making him hiss at her to watch it with a scowl.

"What? Really?! He taught her?" Perona than frowned, looking over at Zoro's face. "One of those newspapers that the News Coo brought said she was dead but there was no body...it also said the finishing blow was from that magma Admiral though."

"(Y/N) isn't dead." Zoro spoke, eyes forward as she stared at his set expression. "Besides, I gotta pay her back for helping Luffy. She was there when we weren't." Zoro than turned his eyes to the side towards her. "I noticed that guy got quieter than usual when I mentioned her and if he knew where she was."

"Does he know?" 

She couldn't help but ask despite herself, you are pretty infamous after all and their host's comparisons is making her maybe a little curious. 

Zoro shook his head, closing his eyes.

"No. Just said he's out of contact with someone who might, whoever that is." The idiot than leaned away despite her telling him she wasn't done with his bandages, only to ignore her as he stood and rolled his shoulders and surely opening his wounds with how casual he's being! He even ignored her shriek at him out of concern(?). "Either way, she's alive. That's all I care about. Now I gotta go back to training with that poor copy baboon of that guy."

"What was the point of me bandaging you up?! You're just going to train again!" She yelled to his face as she floated above the ground. "Are you trying to die?!"

"I didn't ask you to, woman!" Zoro scowled. "You just came at me with your roll of bandages and mummified me! And I want some alcohol so I need to train how to get Haki so I can get some."

"I'm stuck with alcoholics!" She balled her fists to her side, clenching her teeth. "And ungrateful! You were practically bleeding to death when I saw you on the ground by the ruins! Now you're trying to go and—where are you going?!" She practically growled to his walking back but growling is uncute as well as snarling, she would call it maybe an adorable shout. 

"You're making me deaf so I'm leaving."

"Ho—how rude! Negative Hollow!" 

She released her ghosts towards him, making the idiot create an annoyed and surprised scowl as he yelled wait only for him to fall on his knees.

"I should just keel over and die!"

"Maybe you should since you don't appreciate me!" She angrily retorted before hmphing and lifting her chin.

If you sound so great, why couldn't you come over here instead?! Maybe you would act cute like her Kumashi. But based on what she's heard about you from rumors and some words here and there by Moria, maybe it's best you weren't here.

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Within the Port of a Summer Island in the New World—Unaffiliated Territory

Daz walked through the busy streets of the port town, eyes vigilant as held a brown bag with groceries with one arm as passerby's passed him and store owners called for his attention. But he didn't pay any attention to them, he already got what was needed after all. His mind on more important matters such as the beginning phase of being within the New World.

Daz thinks his boss is doing pretty well so far. His plans will take some time, effort, as well as needed extra hands. 

But Sir Crocodile has done it before with the creation of Baroque Works so he can do it again. Already in the New World making the first few needed tasks to accomplish what Sir Crocodile wants, and if Daz knew anything about his boss—it was his strategic patience. The plans he had for Alabasta was ten years in the making, creating an organization from the ground up with his alias a secret from all til its reveal. He can only takes guesses on just how far his boss's plans will go now that the stakes are higher. 

Sir Crocodile had another side to him that aided him to making this far as a pirate— a need for asking questions that Daz feel like are always a test. It wasn't too personal however, the boss didn't seem to care too much about his past or how exactly he reached the point of assassination. Just as long as he did the job handed to him well—everything else isn't important. It was mostly his opinion on a needed asset or job, if it's best to wait or have it now. He would give his answer and his boss will listen and poke holes if he found any in his reasoning or adding a detail he may have missed or even nodding and agreeing based on whatever he said.

But than, as Sir Crocodile sat in front of him in front of cafe to survey the area for the ones they will meet, he asked a hypothetical question. Daz taking note of how his boss's eyes were sharpened on him more than usual.

"What's your opinion on gaining a potential ally, Daz?" Cigar smoke curled around them, Daz took note that Sir Crocodile didn't finish his coffee. The boss tapping his finger against the newspaper on the table as he spoke. "Their whereabouts are unknown but I have a few ideas of some risky contacts being able to assist. Their use can perhaps speed the process but they may need some convincing."

Daz couldn't help but raise a brow at the question. The boss has never asked a hypothetical before at all. Only what was in front and actually important in the long run for the plan. But he thought of the question nonetheless as he sat, crossing his arms.

"The ally has to be worth it if resources need to be used," he answered truthfully, Sir Crocodile stopping his tapping as he observed him. "As well as being high risk. And won't it be better if they didn't need convincing?"

"It's a powerful ally that owes a debt," Sir Crocodile simply stated, turning his eyes to the crowd around him to survey the area. "One that can be cashed in now if necessary."

Daz stared at his boss's expression, for despite the casual tone it oddly came out defensive due to the words. Perhaps defensive may be too strong of a word for it, maybe just guarded? Sir Crocodile, whose silver eyes were analyzing as he searched for who they're meeting, wasn't an easy man to read. Daz had to learn his small ticks, what his words really meant, as well as look through certain tones.

So as he stared at his boss, appearing in thought with lips around his cigar a tad lower than usual and brows furrowed down, he couldn't help but compare it to the one in Marineford although it was more severe as well as when a certain newspaper came out although it was significantly lessened—it was still an interesting expression.

His eyes widened a tad from his realization, Daz moving to close them as he tipped his down when his boss turned his face back to him—awaiting his answer.

"However that said ally's debt, it can be paid at any point in time. A powerful one can easily handle others until we can come along and inform them of repayment."

It was silent for a beat before Daz felt smoke blow near his face to the right, causing his eyes to open as his boss side eyed him.

"I never suggested they weren't. Hmph, very well... it's the best course of action in the long run." Sir Crocodile tapped his finger again once more, his lips moving in a mutter that Daz could barely hear in annoyance. "Troublesome even away from me."

Sir Crocodile dropped the matter since than, their conversation coming to a lull as the two minks they were waiting for finally arrived to join them. His boss's cool and confident demeanor in full force with his lips raised as Daz kept his steely gaze on the two, the threats clear if they think to do anything.

But he couldn't help to find it intriguing, each time how his boss would read and flick through the newspaper with his hook through it to turn the pages from front to back in a way that made Daz raise a brow, of how exactly you can have the boss act like this. 

Their relationship never quite made sense to him, but than he would recall of others mouths in Baroque Works and what they saw of Sir Crocodile and Silver Blood (Y/N) back in Alabasta with the warnings from Mr.0–revealed as his boss—to be clear. You leaning close in the chairs of the casino to see the boss's hand since you would often lose and him letting you or of times where the two of you were seen eating together in one of the restaurants of Rainbase with interesting conversations that Daz could only imagine was his boss giving pragmatic answers with you getting upset about it and challenging them. He thought back in Impel Down as well, of slashing silver mixing with harsh sand as they all fought out of there, you sticking close to the boss out of everyone as they ran. Even after your...rampage in the ship as they sailed to Marineford with them arriving, him coughing up water and coming to and noticing you and the boss awfully close before they stood to prepare for battle. There was something there, despite your words but...

Daz stared up at the sky, one arm filled with groceries and a question mark appearing over his head. 

Didn't you call him a lizard?

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A Campsite within a Jungle Island in the Grand Line, a Navy Warship docked nearby

Five shadowed figures stood around the campfire in different locations of either sat atop logs or leaning against the thick trees, casual clothes upon their person different from their previous appearances as they spoke amongst each other with the moon high in the sky above them along with the many trees towering them.

"She must be hiding somewhere. Her injuries will need time to recover based on the article," Kalifa spoke, fixing her glasses to her ears and putting a strand of her hair behind it as she sat atop a log and facing the others but her eyes on Jabra who laid on the ground in a side lying position with a hand holding his head with his face scrunched up in thought. "And also from what we managed to get from towns while we were on our way here. She's definitely affected."

"No shit," Jabra scoffed. "Took a full hit from an Admiral. You don't just walk away from that."

Blueno, who stood with crossed arms leaning against the trees, looked over at them with his passive expression. 

"Not just any Admiral. One with a Logia ability of magma," Blueno pointed out and Kalifa feels like they've been going in circles ever since they heard the news. "It will leave a mark."

"Yoiyoiyoi!" Kumadori began, his hair that was more of a mane curling around him as he stuck a pose with his palm out while the other held his jingling staff. "(Y/N) has a fire that is stronger than any magma! More powerful than any of earth's disastrous natural forces! We should stop talking about this and leave it be."

Fukurou moved to unzip his mouth as he sat in the log across from Kalifa, starting with his custom sound.

"Chapapapa, does it really matter anymore? Lucci and Kaku aren't here so we can speak freely now. They've gone off on their own to get some intel of our next move with the World Government and Spandam." Fukuro reasoned but Kalifa knows that her coworker, although they're not coworkers anymore but she doesn't really know what a correct term for everyone would be, is nothing but a gossip and just wishes to talk more about the matter whether Lucci or Kaku was here or not. It was mainly Lucci they needed to keep quiet around. "Lucci looked like he was going to shred the newspaper into pieces!"

"Pah!" Jabra scoffed, scowling as he moved to sit up from his position with crossed legs. "The shitty cat looked more like he was going to find this reporter and end them himself more like." Jabra's lips lifted at that, no doubt thinking of Lucci's narrowed cold eyes as he held the newspaper before basically throwing it to Kaku. Jabra than laughed. "That cat devil sure gets into hissy fits!"

Jabra broke into laughter at that as everyone stared blankly at him.

Fukurou unzipped his mouth.

"That was a poor joke, Jabra."

Jabra turned towards him, grabbing and pulling Fukurou's cheek harshly with a scowled flush.

"Shut up!"

As Blueno said his own comments to Jabra that he needs to calm down and learn to make more creative jokes than that with Jabra turning and pointing towards the bull haired man that he has no room to talk about jokes, Kalifa thought back on Jabra's words.

He wasn't exactly far off from the truth, although perhaps Fukurou's comparison may have been closer. Despite the years they have worked together, Lucci can be a hard man to read. But she knows that when it comes to you, he's actually quite easy. She doesn't understand how you never saw it throughout your years together as his partner.

Maybe if you did, you would've stayed and this would've never happened.

Than again, Kalifa thought of your tired expressions through your cold exterior to hide it each time you came back from a mission—the others eventually backing off from you and giving you time to recover with even Lucci letting you rest at the lounge room couch as you sat on it before he would soon interrupt to your annoyance when he would take up space on the couch and complain he had a big head when he would lay it on your lap but you were too tired to push him off and Hattori already on your head getting comfortable too but that's only based on the few times she saw by accidentally interrupting with one dark eye honing on her in attention with a warning before closing when she got the message to leave as your head lolled to the side from the back of the couch for your cheek to be pressed against the cushions with you mumbling about something or other and your hand moving atop Lucci's shoulder, even if you stayed you would've hated it. 

They knew you. Lucci knew you the most and could read you just as easily you could read him if it wasn't matters of desire, but they knew you. Even if you surprised them by confessing you never hated them in the first place despite your mostly distant demeanor with them and sometimes an odd insult here and there.

Kalifa thought of a conversation with you, of what it means to be a woman of this field and to make sure to keep others distant lest they get ideas as you listened attentively and she could spot your eyes looking at her in respect before saying you still don't think Jabra stealing a piece of her lamb meat was sexual harassment but you just don't understand what it means to touch another's meat. You looked lost when she said that with a smile on her face that made her laugh which made you get irritated at your confusion as you said you don't get it and she needs to explain the joke. Her keeping silent, aware that Lucci for some reason prefers that you kept your ears shut from such matters since he moved you away when Kalifa and Jabra would speak of a lay of the night, but she couldn't help lean in as you leant her your ear in bewilderment with her saying that meat is a pseudonym for the most integral part of a man. You scrunched your face hard before widening your eyes with a blush, almost falling off your chair as she could only smile in amusement at you as you quickly walked away with a stutter that it was a nice conversation. Only for when you reached the door, you pausing and seeming to tense as Kalifa's smile waned—you saying you see her differently but she still acts a little off to your taste but maybe she'll find somebody that has a taste for her. You soon leaving after that as Kalifa blinked with a slight flush to her cheek, you not realizing what you said can be taken another way but, when she thinks back on it, you were just trying to hide your respect for her. 

A similar theme that has happened to everyone else it seems after you told them when they landed in St. Poplar, your behavior back than when you were with them seeming to be more of a front than they thought.

Yes, she feels like they know you.

But not as much as Lucci.

When Lucci read the paper, however, and threw it towards Kaku after just a quick scan of the title and words with Hattori giving a coo that sounded more like a huff, all he commented was that you wouldn't be "easily killed like a fly". All while knowing that you went against an Admiral, it seems that Lucci truly believed no—has this perceptive knowledge that you were alive. "She knows her life is in my hands and only mine," Lucci added coldly as they all sat around a hotel room they rented through their travels, moving to leave as Kaku stared at the newspaper as well with furrowed brows and a concerned frown. "She would be wise enough to know and remember that."

Lucci finished with some bite, only to grow harsher when Jabra pointed out that even if you survived—you couldn't have come out unscathed. Lucci calling Jabra he doesn't want to hear words from a wet pup and making Jabra's hackles rise. The both of them seeming to ignore her and Blueno's words that they need to stop it and calm down, they shouldn't fight where they'll sleep. Hattori only staring at Jabra with his beady eyes that made Jabra sweatdrop at the creepiness as the tension rose, their heads close to butting against each other in the typical cat vs dog fight they tend to fall into.

"Lucci's right," Kaku said with furrowed brows, putting the newspaper on the table beside them as he stared between all of them. "(Y/N)'s body hasn't been found so there's still a chance."

Lucci slightly scoffed, backing away from Jabra and turning his back towards them as he headed towards the door with his hands in his pockets before his dark eyes flicked towards Kaku.

"More than a chance."

Was all he said before he left, soon after that him and Kaku venturing out to get the information needed. The information they gathered back in Sabaody have been helpful so far but they're still missing something. 

Their strength is still lacking, Kalifa has gathered from how Lucci spoke of the distance that needs to be closed. They still need to expand the Haki skill they've been attempting to hone, her discovering she seems to be adept at Observation Haki compared to the others here. So where she lacks in pure strength and stamina, she makes up for analyzations and sensing. Lucci and Kaku have been doing a good job so far with their Haki as well, more than everyone else to the annoyance of Jabra.

"Pah, whatever!" Jabra crossed his arms, closing his eyes with an annoyed scowl. "I'm just glad that the cat devil isn't here and I'm getting a break from him. I can barely handle him how he normally is and how he's been lately after that paper came out and each time we talk about it—he gets even more irritated than usual and even more impossible to talk to. Can't even get near the damn he cat without his eyes and Hattori's burning my back!"

Kalifa stared, fixing her glasses gracefully as they flashed making her eyes hidden.

"You suggesting to be near Lucci is sexual harassment."

"Wh-WHAT?!" Jabra questioned loudly, standing up due to the shock.

"Yoyoi! I have been preparing a perfect haiku for their relationship." Kumadori began, clacking his samurai wooden flip flops as he struck a pose. A headlight seeming to appear above his head from nowhere as his eyes closed, cherry blossoms flicking through the breeze. "Become one with fur, how sodomy is found true, cat and dog fusion."

Jabra stared before jumping at Kumadori with a snarl and half formed into Zoan, teeth sharp. Fukurou merely laughing out loud, Kalifa couldn't help but to join in with an amused giggle behind her hand as Blueno also chuckled.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST SAY, KUMADORI?!"

"Yoyoi! Why are you shaking me...?!" He enunciated slowly as always despite how Jabra shook him with the man's hair seeming to fly back and forth and snaking around in the air. His face than morphing into dramatic sadness. "Oh no...was the haiku not perfect? I must commit seppuku so I can finally meet my mother in paradise...!"

"We are in Paradise," Blueno pointed out only to be ignored.

"JUST DO IT THAN!" Jabra shouted, letting the man go and letting Kumadori say the rites of death to himself he usually does before stabbing himself with a knife only for nothing to happen due to his Iron Body. Jabra than grabbing Kumadori by the collar, raising a clawed hand. "Damn it, I'll help you do it!"

"But that's not honorable, yoyoi!"

"You—WHO CARES ABOUT HONOR WITH WHAT YOU IMPLIED!"

"It's perfectly natural," Fukurou pointed out unhelpfully with his hand in the air, "It will explain with what went wrong with your ex, Gatherine!"

Jabra rounded towards Fukurou, dropping Kumadori to the ground.

"Don't talk about that bitch! And that's not the reason at all! You talk too much!"

It was a back and forth, Kalifa observing but she couldn't help but think more on you and why exactly Lucci is irritated. It's more to it than you being missing.

It's rather where you are, for to recover from an attack like that needs attention and requires help. A third party is helping you and she thinks that with them not being able to pinpoint who it is, is making Lucci irritated more with Jabra's petty comments or insults. 

She wonders if Lucci has a guess on who it is and if that's adding onto his mood, only for her eyes to widen with her Haki going off. The others around her stopping as they sensed her tension and looking towards her only for them to soon feel it as their bodies tensed for action, all of them now standing in attention as the moon watched and trees stilled.

"Somebody is coming," Kalifa stated nervously.

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Kiwi's and Mozu's Bar of the famous Water 7–the home of the Sea Train within the Grand Line

Iceberg sat amongst the bar counter within the old bar that belonged to another that shall not be named, it still hurt. Tyrannosaurus eating his plate of grapes and cheese that Kiwi gave to him on the counter as Iceburg stuck with his own drink of whiskey as he petted the small mouse, all while his new Secretary continued to go off about this or that.

"I don't really get why you chose this place, Mr. Iceburg," the small childlike voice spoke beside him, feet not even reaching the step of the stool as wide eyes behind bespectacled glasses looked around. Clipboard on her lap as Mozu gave Iceburg a teasing smile along with handing his Secretary orange juice. "Ah, thank you Miss Mozu. But we really should cover all the documents that need to be done, Mr. Iceburg. And all your appointments, you need to meet with the mayor of Pucci at four o'clock which is in another three hours but you have to sign to agree for the expansion of the next sea train and—" His Secretary continued, flicking the papers through her clipboard with quick effectiveness as she said the rest of the list as Iceburg held his head and stared at the counter. Mozu and Kiwi giggling all the while when they weren't serving their other customers that mostly were from Franky's Family but others being normal citizens.

Did he mention his new Secretary was a young girl?

He doesn't really get how it happened that a girl was the most qualified for the position but it did.

The choices available of those who applied were quite...well. He just can't believe a Yagara Bull even managed to get all the way to his office.

Like he can't believe the newspaper that came out. Not only of Luffy's, the Straw Hat captain that helped despite the suspicions the city had on the crew, and not only if Franky's as Iceburg wondered where his pseudo brother was away from his captain, but of yours. Your time fixing the galleon ship you broke were always quite entertaining and filled with something new the weeks you were here, the Galley-La foremen grew to see you as one of their own—despite how at times you were confused on where a ship part went or that one time you hit Tilestone's back with a log you had on your shoulder due to one of Paulie's rants at you when you unbuttoned your blouse due to the heat for your black tank top to be seen.

There were other incidents he observed when he felt like he didn't want to work today about your times with...the others, that he found interesting based on how they interacted with you but Iceburg isn't going to focus back on that.

He's a bit worried about Paulie. 

He doesn't know how you did it, or maybe he did due to how you liked teasing the blond man by jumping him randomly to give him a heart attack or you even helping the man win a game at the casino by slot machines of all things or offer the Galley-La men drinks on you at the bar for lunch with a beaming smile despite your debt to them or defeating pirates who didn't want to pay but only if you felt like the men couldn't handle it, but you managed to get the prudish man to like you during your time here.

That's only based on what he's observed though, but it had to be true. Paulie has been the most worried about the newspaper's words out of all of the Galley La men. Seemed more lost in thought as they worked on ships as well as during lunch, Iceburg even taking note of the man's deep furrowed brows and jaw tight around his cigar it looked like it might break. He thinks it has a few times for Paulie had to go to a trash can and spit tobacco out his mouth before placing a new cigar in his mouth and pretending everything was normal.

After Paulie stared at a blueprint in his office for longer than necessary without saying anything in the seat across from him in his desk, Iceburg felt like he needed to say something. Tyrannosaurus squeaking cutely on his shoulder and nuzzling his cheek as he stared seriously at his friend.

"I'm sure she's fine you know," Paulie started, looking up from the blueprint and lowering his hand around it to his lap. "The World Government allowed that reporter to say too much, the use of body not found instead of disintegrated due to an attack would've been more plausible. They didn't even have a picture of her during the War and only pulled up an old picture of her." Paulie looked away, eyes and jaw tight which Iceburg didn't miss, but he gave his friend a comforting smile. "Didn't (Y/N) say she'll be the world's strongest woman? Can't do that if you can't move."

It was silent for a few moments before Paulie gave a heavy sigh, hand going to his face and covering his eyes as he slumped forward on his knees.

"...I know." Paulie said, tone tired. "But...I dont't know at the same time. That woman...she's bold and dressed in those shorts all the time and she likes giving people heart attacks and who knows what else she's going to get into while she's gone. Probably acting scandalous maybe or—" As Paulie continued, his voice getting a slight shake each time he mentioned your shorts or brazen behavior, Iceburg paused.

"Wait," Paulie looked up at him, an eye through his hand as Iceburg's brows furrowed. "This isn't about...you're worried about her flaunting her legs somewhere?"

...

Paulie dropped his hand and looked at Iceburg in bewilderment this time.

"What else would I be talking about?" Iceburg deadpanned as Paulie continued, crossing his arms and looking away with a flush and cigar tight between his teeth. "That woman did a lot of that during her time here! Who knows how many eyes are going to look at her due to her showing off that skin?! Dammit!" Paulie rubbed the back of his head harshly, missing up his hair and making some strands stand straight. "Now I keep thinking about it! Who knows what she's doing at this exact moment and where...!"

Iceburg blinked, staring at Paulie and his concerned expression but his eyes weren't giving that flustered light he usually gave. Iceburg did a quick amused smile.

Such a liar. You're just scared you don't really know despite what I said. 

"...let's just continue," Iceburg said instead, lifting a paper up in front of him to hide his smile as Paulie's head rose with an arched brow. "We got a lot of work to do if we can make my teacher Tom proud with this project."

Iceburg went back to the present when a small hand pulled his arm sleeve. Him looking up and lifting his head to meet wide childish eyes staring at him being round glasses.

His Secretary pointed to his shot glass.

"That looks good. Can I have a sip?"

Iceburg sweat drop only for him to slightly flush at Mozu and Kiwi's loud laugh's as they pointed at him.

"Oh my, Mr. Mayor~," the sister with curled hair in her customary square shape, Kiwi teased, green eyes a glitter. "Having minors taking some sips from you?"

"How naughty!" Mozu pointed out between giggles behind the bar counter, smooth square hair puffed out as she waggled her brows above brown eyes. "But is a secretary's job description include taste testing for poison to protect our dear Mayor?"

His Secretary moved her eyes towards Mozu, eyes serious.

"Poison?" She repeated, before reaching her hand for his glass and taking it. "I need to do a good job as a Secretary!"

Iceburg snatched his glass from between her hands, pointer finger in front of her face.

"No. You can't do that. This is a bad drink."

"But..." his secretary's eyes watered as she sniffled, hands tight around her clipboard. "How am I going to be a good Secretary if I don't try everything you do...?! Wahhhhh..."

Iceburg sweated nervously, his hands everywhere around her before he decided to grab Tyrannosaurus who gave a surprised squeak, dropping a grape and putting the mouse in front of her face.

"Don't cry! Look at Tyrannosaurus, he's cute right?" When his Secretary kept sniffling, he stared at Mozu and Kiwi with a pleading expression before he got an idea, touching his glass but than pointing at his secretary's juice. Mozu and Kiwi both smiling and nodding, taking his shot glass away while his Secretary was distracted before replacing it with apple juice inside. Iceburg putting Tyrannosaurus on his shoulder before grabbing his glass and showing it to her with a smile. "Okay, okay! You can test it, but only this once. Mozu was joking, Secretary's don't test Mayor's drinks." His secretary's head lifted, the corners of her eyes and nose red from tears as she stared at the glass, before flicking her eyes towards his comforting smile. "That's another person's job. What if poison is actually in my drink and you drink it? Who'll be my Secretary than?"

His secretary's eyes widened before she gave a resolute nod, eyes shining in determination.

"Okay! I won't try anymore since you really need my help on being a good mayor. You're pretty bad at it by yourself." Iceburg's jaw dropped as the sisters laughed out loud before she grabbed the shot glass with apple juice and took a sip. Her looking at the glass suspiciously when she took one. "This...tastes like apple juice."

"It's...adult apple juice." Iceburg explained.

His Secretary stared at it before putting it down on the bar counter with a displeased face.

"I like my apple juice better."

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A Certain Isolated Island with large ruins on the Grand Line

Galdino has had a couple of surprising and tiring last few weeks.

First was the Impel Down escape, than landing in the middle of the war and barely escaping with his life, than it turned into him joining up with Buggy and his now large crew due to the loyal followers the blue haired man managed to gain with his courageous facade, to now being an official crew member of a Warlord.

Did he mention the Warlord is Buggy? No? How could a man like Buggy that had a clear facade that has managed to survive through luck become a Warlord, you ask?

Well, Galdino would think it's luck. But luck that might manage to soon run out based on everything occurring.

Either way, he thinks he prefers this Warlord over the other he was under.

Galdino, who was sipping his Earl Grey Tea as he sat in his room in his dining room table, managed to swallow the drink a little too quickly and coughed slightly at the memory of being dehydrated to the point of literal wrinkled skin and bones. He pounded his chest, shuddering and paling as he remembered the feeling before he sat straight up and cleared his throat, fixing his glasses.

Yes. He's really glad he's working with Buggy instead. It's been a busy time since he and the other higher members of the crew along with Alvida and Buggy are making plans for their own setup of an organization. The amount of followers that follow with blind faith due to Buggy being the captain is a perfect opportunity to dip their feet in the black market. Galdino has had a few ideas of what exactly they should focus in terms of assets and sales, bouncing off the ideas with Alvida and at times with Buggy.

Buggy seems open to anything as long as it gives him treasure. They can start up the needed funds with the treasure they have to find with Captain John's Treasure Mark that Buggy apparently "found" as he was escaping Impel Down.

When he said that with such a confident smile on his face, Galdino could only stare as his crew praised him for his searching skills before whispering to Buggy's ears that he stole it from Straw Hat. Buggy getting defensive that he didn't before turning up his red nose, eyes gleaming in mischief and pride as he proudly said the idiot boy gave it to him. Galdino didn't know whether to face palm at that boy's naïveté or at Buggy looking so proud at stealing from a fool, so he just did it for both before clapping him on the shoulder with a sinister smile that they could do great things with the treasure to help with setting up the organization.

Buggy, surprisingly(or maybe it shouldn't be?) after his followers left the outside area of the island and back into fixing up the ruins for it to be more livable and it just them two, looked like he disagreed.

"We have to leave some funds to the side when we flashily find the treasure," Buggy stated seriously as Galdino furrowed his brows, Buggy lifting a hand with his pointer finger up as he leaned slightly towards him. "It's a matter of life and death."

Galdino thought about it and perhaps leaving some funds to the side and not wholly to setting up the organization would be a good idea.

"I think I see where you're going with this," Galdino said with a satisfied smile as Buggy blinked, "We really should've thought of that in the first place. Good thing you said it before we headed off to the treasure and already put it in for the project. A backup plan with money on the side is a perfect idea, gane!"

"Uhhhh..." Buggy sweated nervously, "I don't think you know where I'm going at all..."

Galdino arched a brow, confusion morphing his expression.

"Where exactly are you going with this, gane?"

Snot dropped from a red nose, tears running down his face as he turned away with an arm to his face.

"I'm going to the grave!" Buggy wailed, tears falling onto the floor as he could only exclaim a "huh?" as his clownish friend went on hysterically, whipping around towards him and spit flying towards his face that he swiped at in disgust when it landed. "It's a literal matter of life and death! S—Silver is g—going to kill m—m—me and I need t—the bestest m—most flashy of all f—flashes of funerals when h—he comes for me! (Y—Y—Y—Y/N)," Buggy cried even harder now and Galdino could only wonder how you managed to not have Buggy's infatuation sway from all the actions you did during the war. Buggy sniffled. "S—She! Urk! I flashily let her down! S—Silver is going to throw his sharp daggers at me for not watching her!"

Buggy continued to cry in a mix of fear and Galdino couldn't tell what else. But something his cowardly captain said made him tilt his head.

"Let him down? You worked with the Roger Pirates for a long time, right?" At Buggy's strong sniffle to collect himself, snot going back up his nose as he nodded with one brow up as he waited to where Galdino is going with this. "When you were there, did Silver Blood's father make you swear something about her? Is that why you're like this despite the papers?"

Buggy seemed to sober up, white gloved hand to his chin in thought.

"Now that you mention it...I think I flashily remember him saying something about her when I was a kid."

"You don't know?" He asked, flabbergasted. If Buggy is so concerned, how could he forget?!

Buggy's expression formed into annoyance, huffing.

"How am I supposed to remember that?! Me and the rest of the crew just did an exchange of flashy and sparkly treasures with Whitebeard so I was thinking about the necklace I got! It was an amazing flashy necklace!" Buggy defended himself as Galdino could only listen with his mouth open. He still can't wrap his head around the man in front of him was part of the Pirate King's crew. Buggy than crossed his arms, looking away with an irritated expression. "Silver took me and Bakagami all of a sudden away from everybody and said something about (Y/N). All I heard was "life" since I was trying to count in my head how much beli worth treasure I can get so I figured it was something about watching her...it doesn't even matter anyways! I'm flashily doomed! The only good thing is that the crab colored guy is with me!" He ended, his hands to the sides of his head as snot dropped down his big red nose again. Something about that pause made Galdino think Buggy was worried and distressed more than just your father's wrath but the clown just loves his facades. 

"That would seem pretty important, wouldn't it?" Galdino incredulously asked, Buggy only retorting that Silver tended to threaten him and Shanks a lot about you so why should he bother listening to those again at the time. "Hah...well, didn't you read the paper? About Silver Blood?"

Buggy turned away, shoulders dramatically slouched.

"Don't remind me! She got disintegrated by that Admiral's magma!" Buggy shouted, voice shaky before muttering that he guessed Galdino wasn't supposed to hear. "A woman who believed in me so strongly too, but o-of course she would because I'm amazing...didn't even talk about my nose..."

"I wasn't really talking about that—" He was met with a hit to his face, making him yelp as he held his nose before turning towards an angry Buggy. "What was that for, gane?!"

"You talked about my nose!" Buggy yelled, ticks on his face and fist up in front of himself.

"That was you!" Galdino shouted in reply, teeth sharp before deflating as he rubbed his nose. His voice now sounding nasally. "Urk...you really think she died like that?"
Buggy's fist lowered as his brows furrowed, as Galdino kept pointing out what he took note of. If he has no strength, he can at least read between the lines. Even his old boss admitted that. "They didn't mention she got disintegrated. The words were careful yet messy. Her body is missing, not gone."

Buggy's eyes slowly widened at the realization, his lips lifting up high and strong.

"She's alive?! Gyahahahaha! Of course she is," Buggy framed his chin with his hand formed to a gun, sparkles coming out as a sudden wind appeared and billowed his colorful coat on his shoulders. "A flashy woman like her wouldn't die so easily when only I can match her in flashiness and grace."

"I doubt that very much," Galdino interrupted flatly at his friend's daily ego stroking spree before saying his warning. "You have to be careful with what you say. Crocodile is not a man to be messed with and he and Silver Blood's rumored relationship isn't something to be laughed at either."

Buggy seemed to pale before scoffing, crossing his arms and smirking cockily.

"I have enough men to handle that guy any day! I dare him to fight me and my flashy army!" Galdino is positive Buggy just means his army as the clown laughed obnoxiously. "Imagine that! A failed ex—Warlord VS the flashy me, it's clear who would win!" Despite his words, Galdino spotted the nervous sweat running down his temple.

He doesn't know who Buggy's trying to convince, since his followers aren't here and his friend knows he can see through him. Unless he's just convincing himself. He tends to do that.

Needless to say, after that conversation, Buggy seems to be in a more bigger and egotistical mood than usual. Buggy choosing instead to put side money from Captain John's treasure once they found it for his "flashy crew" and "flashy outfits". Galdino has a suspicion he's prettying himself up for you next time they see you, but Galdino is gonna make sure he stays far away from you if the time comes. He would rather not get dehydrated again.

Although, there is a bigger question in mind to ask with Buggy. Buggy only seeming to rage when Galdino mentioned the possibility of your whereabouts and you were with the famed Yonko Red Hair. Buggy merely shouting with a red face that the Bakagami wouldn't even know what to do with you since you're too amazing for someone like that idiot, but that didn't answer the question. 

They were too busy trying to leave the war after the Yonko came to end it.

But if it wasn't his old boss, it had to be the Yonko right?

It doesn't matter in the end, Galdino thought as he finished his Earl Grey tea upon his round dining room table with a clack before standing to stretch and fixing his glasses. I'm going to stay far, far away from either one of them. I like my life more than yours, sorry Buggy!

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In a cave of the Famed Winter Island that is dragon shaped, Yukiryu Island within the New World during a snowstorm—Red Hair Territory

Benn is loyal to Shanks. 

Feels like forever ago when he first decided he'll follow this man anywhere and everywhere, despite his drunk antics and childish jokes. The amount of times he's overheard him say the same cheesy pick up lines. Probably the same amount as he's rolled his eyes each time his captain was up to his drunken shenanigans. But he knew his captain was perceptive as well as devious to the point that he wonders if his captain was more of a fox despite the antics. Strategic and a planner as well as knowing.

Benn has seen this time and time again in various scenarios whether in battle or off, Shanks always seeming to know what to say and how to say it. It's what makes others around him seem to ease their tension and relax despite themselves, a pull to his red haired captain's casualness and relaxed nature that they can't help but be casual themselves over time—something they may not even notice. Too caught up in his carefree pace to take a moment to pause and stop themselves for going on any further before it was too late.

It happened to the brooding World's Greatest Swordsman after all and countless others.

It was how his captain was, but also using it as a strategy or tactic if needed. Shanks was hyper aware of himself and the aura he leaks out before he tightens it into one of tension to have whoever is around that isn't a crew member or innocent say whatever they needed to say to have Shanks pull back and let them go. Or not. They're Pirates after all. Despite Shanks not liking conflict, his captain will do what is necessary if he was slighted in any way. The slights being mostly directed to those his captain saw under his protection and friends.

They didn't hesitate with Luffy, back all those years ago in a small unimportant village in the weakest sea only to find a boy that will carry a heavy straw hat of great men.

Which is why Benn was lost when it came to you. 

His captain had to know. 

Just like his captain should know his own feelings, yet nothing was done. 

How gently he treated you when they found you, your face to the sand and barely breathing due to poison going through your system and blood still fresh on your katana sword, when you woke up and spent your days recovering on the ship with his captain mainly keeping you company. Benn remembered as he passed by his captain's cabin of your laughter, a drastic change to the early days of your restful silence with his captain joining in after he said an awful joke. Benn will never forgive his captain for that rash one he made when the smoking cigarette man touched poison oak by accident during their early days as a crew, he wasn't being "irrational" at all. Or made a "rash" decision. Or—

Benn would rather not keep going.

Shanks would also be careful of his touches with you, more mindful and stick to just your shoulders and arms or when your cap was off for whatever reason, a ruffling of your hair that Benn always noticed made you happy despite you complaining he's messing up your hair. Shanks only replying teasingly he couldn't tell you even made it that just made you gasp dramatically and give him a hit to his shoulder that only made Shanks laugh. 

Benn took note Shanks for a time seemed to be even more mindful of his touches throughout the six years they've known you, just a graze to your shoulder, before he seemed to continue it again when you kept making a confused hurt expression at his distance each time you visited. Benn didn't know what those few times were about before Shanks went back to normal with you. 

He recalls him asking his captain once, when the sun was high and his captain was facing the sea by their figurehead of Red Force. Shanks smile turning into those hard to read ones Benn hates, eyes faraway as autumn eyes stared at the blue waves moving all around them.

"Just trying to hold up a promise. Dahaha!" He laughed, a little too forcefully with a smile not meeting his eyes as his gaze lowered a tad. "I'm not being very good at it, though."

That's all he said and Benn didn't really ask much more, Shanks didn't really like sharing much about his past. The present was much more important to him. As well as the future.

Shanks flirty comments was also much more subdued, him saying a cheesy line to you at times that you would only blush and laugh at it—thinking he was joking or playing around with you. Or saying casually that you were amazing and wishing for you to start your stories of your adventures when you were separated from them, that seeming to make you even more flustered as you stuttered with an embarrassed smile and scratching your cheek you're really not that amazing compared to Shanks which only made you flush more if possible once you said it. Shanks only seeming to have one of those serene smiles he makes that Benn can tell he's at ease but his eyes would appear a tad pained.

Something he never understood each time you would highly praise his captain.

There were plenty of other instances where Benn and the whole crew took note of you and Shanks' relationship and actions with one another. The inhabited islands also taking note since of all those rumors that have flown around since long ago.

Whether it was you and him splashing each other in the glowing blue lakes of a famed island at night, both your faces aglow in relaxed happiness before friendly competition would kick in on who can splash the other the most.

Or the village of people who didn't live in land but in the ocean in their small huts, the two of you willing to help the village out in spear fishing as the two of you listened attentively when the people spoke of their culture with the rest of the crew spread out.

Who knows other instances he hasn't seen. But one thing is certain with Shanks when it comes to you.

Shanks doesn't act like this with other women when they land in a populated island when you're not around. The few times you were and they were at the bar with women deciding to get a little frisky with everyone or the captain, you would seem to get a resigned smile on your face that Benn couldn't help but compare to his captain's when Shanks would look at you. Shanks would let the women off easy when you were around, and when you weren't and the next day Benn would have to listen to a drunk Shanks confused ramblings that one night stands feel a little different.

Benn thinks his captain is an idiot, but he didn't realize how much of one till you came along. 

It didn't help another of Shanks' sides was his secretive one. His captain is perceptive as he stated earlier, and with perceptions and observations—inevitably there will be some that are kept to himself. Benn thinks Shanks carries a lot—secrets that are kept in his captains brain and the only indication one would know of his captain's knowledge is when he would in turn make a secretive smile.

But what Shanks recently did after the war, Benn doesn't understand. No matter how much he sits and stares at his captain near him by the fire of the cave to catch warmth from the snowstorm, trying to analyze as his cigarette smoke curled—he doesn't comprehend all the facts he knows of you and his captain and what he's seen despite what he's also observed from Mihawk and you or heard about others.

Benn couldn't take it anymore.

"Why?" A head of red hair slightly tilted towards his direction and Benn made sure he asked his captain this question when the rest of the crew got supplies. One shouldn't question their captain's decisions too much lest they'll get killed but Shanks isn't like that, but Benn respects the code. "Why did you do that, Shanks? You have her vivre card. You were right there."

It was silent for a few beats, and Benn noticed his captain was staring at the fire in thought. As if it could give his captain the answers for him. But Benn knows his captain just as he knows the sky is blue.

Shanks always does things for a reason.

Just like he knows that Benn doesn't have to specify who he's talking about.

When Shanks still didn't answer, however, Benn leaned his head forward and scooted a tad more to get closer before pausing as his brows slightly rose.

"A war," Shanks began, a calm smile on his face despite the flicker of danger in his eyes as he stared as flames moved and ebbed with shadows from the light seeming to curl around them. "Between another Yonko...the world isn't ready for that yet. Until than, the Three Great Powers need to stay a little longer." His captain's smile than waned, looking sad as his autumn eyes had that resigned look his captain would sometimes have when it comes to you. "And I don't think I should be close to (Y/N) right now. I might be the last person she wants to talk to right now based on what I could get from Mihawk in Marineford before he left with a glare on his face." Shanks lips twitched up to a quick knowing smile. "But I know she'll be fine. She's (Y/N) after all, going to be the worlds strongest woman in history. She doesn't need me always there."

Benn stared at the man he would always follow, no matter what. The captain he would choose again and again in every lifetime if he could because Shanks was too great of a man to not be a part of his presence. Who had secrets in his head despite the casual aura he showed around him, who can see through one's heart like an empty rum bottle he drank all himself.

But, Benn thought in tired exasperation as he blew cigarette smoke above them in the cave and having grey smoke add onto the fire's, he can be an idiot.

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In Two Different Locations of the New World and Grand Line

One shadowed figure read a paper with the headline of "Silver Blood (Y/N)'s Body Missing, the Great Attack from the Admiral Akainu!" before another figure, tall and thick and curved, came behind them with a hand to their hip.

"I'm sure you already have your own thoughts on this. But you should know that someone would be pleased with this occurrence," a feminine voice commented casually. "You shouldn't get any ideas."

The other figure was silent before—

"(Y/N) has more thick skin than this. She has to."

The feminine voice chuckled, shaking their head.

"You'll never get approved for what you want with her."

The other figure said nothing at that and than the camera panned—to the other half of the sea as another figure looked at a square piece of paper that was slightly burnt at the corners, a cloak on their back as they looked as it slightly moved on the table.

Three figures were behind the one with the cloak, all staring at the vivre card that had your name on it.

"Should we do something?" A deep throaty voice asked, eyes serious before the cloaked figure grabbed the vivre card and handed it to the tall busty figure. "She's been helpful despite not wanting to work with us."

The tall busty figure put your card between their chest before turning down to look at the one who spoke.

"That wasn't the deal. We have to call on her when it's time, and it has to be something big. We all have gathered from what little we've seen for ourselves and heard, she's a person of her word despite her past with the World Government."

".../N) is...have to...or we can't...knowledge..."

"You're mumbling again," The deep throaty figure pointed out, the last and third large billowing figure shifting a hand to his mouth.

"I said, we still need her for her knowledge too. She's been tight lipped despite our intentions."

"It's simple," the cloaked figure finally spoke, a smirk pulling one side of their lips. "We just have to show her we're serious and our plans are top notch. Till than..."

Their voices waned and muffled before one could find out more.

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The Castle Grounds in a cliff's edge with a gigantic tree overlooking the Passionate Country—Dressrosa within the New World 

You huffed and breathed hard, the sun setting as night will soon come upon the country with its orange and pink hues in the sky, sweat upon your brows and face as you swung your right arm that held Karasu, switching it from your right to your left as you did your katas. Uncaring as your right arm bandages desperately needed to be changed due to all the dried blood on it, not worried at all despite the risk of infection.

You swept your legs as if to knock someone down as you held yourself up with your shaking right arm while the other used Karasu in a slashing motion before whipping your body up and kept swinging your sword in different directions and patterns. Twisting your wrists and flexing your biceps and triceps at the different movements, your mind's eye having a certain opponent within that had cruel mocking words and cold eyes.

Your mind flashed to the nightmare that has plagued your mind awake and asleep, a hole to your friends chest and your crews bloodied charred bodies upon the floor just as you hissed. Dropping Karasu to the ground as your right hand shook.

You dropping yourself to the ground with it, your teeth gritting against each other, burning eyes closed tight in pain.

It hurts, you thought in a near broken sob, your head lowering against the grassy ground below you with throat tight and shoulders low in defeat. Oh God, this hurts too much. I...I'm letting everyone down again...I can't let people down. I can't!

Your ears twitched as well as senses when you heard the grass behind you flatten. You straightening your expression as best you could before lifting and turning your head.

"I hear someone's being a naughty little marine~. Mind if I join?"

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Or the chapter where everyone around you and the men are convinced you are in a relationship or have dated before.

This is just a brief of what's going on in the present. I'm still going to focus on the past because I feel like it's needed.

There needs to be more layers shown of SB that I feel not all of you understand. Despite how I already showed some of it already in this whole past arc, there needs to be more. SB is surprisingly complex despite how she acts. Mostly due to how she was raised and what she saw on CP9, or even what she's seen in the seas when she travels by her lonesome.

You're very interesting. And I love it.

Hope you remember that too and that someone can understand your complexities and accept all of them. 💗

Also, this is your outfit—your main one anyways—while you'll be in Dressrosa

 FANART at the end of Chapter


I will reveal just how bad the scars are at a later time. At least you can match with Luffy a little, huh? Hahahaha... ('°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ )

I wasn't going to add the side pairings but since Kaku is with Lucci and I had to mention him, I felt like it wasn't fair to the other guys. You can tell with the side pairings how different they act compared to the main ones but that's okay~! Hope you guys liked it!  

Also, I have officially determined and decided to announce Strong will have a sequel book.

Remember, Strong is ending around the Dressrosa Arc. But I'm going to plant some seeds in this book for the next book, the characters I hinted will be very important in the second one.

I already determined the ending of this book long ago, and nothing from One Piece's new information will change that. So don't be surprised if some things don't add up 😂. I thought of this ending when Dressrosa was still being aired only. 

Thank you so much everyone with the continued support. I love ya'll. Like a lot. 💗

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FANARTS OF THE DAY!!!                    

I have way too many fanarts that I would like to and want to show off.  💀  I might just put all these fanarts throughout all the chapters at this point. I have way too many to get through and I want to show all of them for their greatness.

Thank you everyone again who draws! And those who've been here since the beginning in support, whether commenting or quietly.

And welcome to those who are new in this Strong journey!  😂  You're adventure isn't quite over yet, not by a long shot!

Take care and be safe!  💗  Love you guys 💗💗💗

Notes:

VOTES~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 178
Mihawk:164
Crocodile:67
Doflamingo: 64
Smoker: 80
Lucci: 60

Side Pairings
Kaku: 17
Paulie: 8
Buggy: 13

Chapter 121: New Nakama and New Adventures

Summary:

Traveling on your lonesome is quite different than you thought.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Once you left the island that never meets night and the train was close to stopping at the Blue Station in Water 7, you jumped off using Kamisori till you were at a ledge of a beautifully carved condo that had balconies for some of the owners nearby the canal of the water city; lit under the starlit night sky.

 

You squatted down, thinking. Watching as the government agents got off the train with no worry and achieving what they came here to do. Whatever it was, you don't remember. Too busy thinking of other more important things.

 

But, you thought with a hand to your chin, they won't know what just happened. They would've stopped the train if they knew I was on board. All they have are mini Den Den Mushi's which don't have a communication radius compared to their bigger brethren. Enies Lobby won't contact them.

 

Not only that, you got on the last train of the night. It will take a few hours for the train to head out once more with the government agents that just arrived.

 

And even if they did, unless they deploy Lucci himself all the way here to get you, they won't be able to catch you. The hours it will take for the next train to depart and for it to arrive back here should be enough time for you to get what you need.

 

You glanced away from the government agents down below, turning your head towards the many docks of Water 7 that are numbered from one to seven. There's different foremen companies in each one competing for profit, but you really only need a small thing.

 

A boat.

 

You dug a hand to your pockets, Kuroi ten'nosabaki glinting under the night only to dull when only a few Beli's came out to your hand. Some lint on it as you stared blankly at it.

 

You...didn't really grab the money you have off to the side in your room within the Tower of Justice.

 

The money you're staring at right now with a sweatdrop just happened to be in these shorts too.

 

Thirty two beli's. That's all you got.

 

Not enough at all for a boat.

 

You wonder if it's even enough to get a room at a motel.

 

You didn't think at all!

 

"Ohhh man..." you said, putting your hands on each side of your head, the Beli's being scrunched up within your palms as you did so. "I didn't think this through at all...I can see that cat already mocking me."

 

At the thought of Lucci's mocking expression, that dark smile and all, you stood up with clenched fists and fiery eyes.

 

"No way! I can do this! I don't need a motel room anyways, I'll just find somewhere else to relax a bit. And than I'll find more money! In a span of a few hours...with no one I know here..." as you kept going, your shoulders grew more and more hunched and a depressing aura formed around you. Your buster sword being dull, unamused and exasperated and Karasu shining in laughter. "And I'll be stuck here with no way to get out cause I didn't get money...I didn't think being a free gal would get this complicated."

 

One would say you made it complicated, said the narrator.

 

You of course didn't hear anybody, instead just mumbling and grumbling loudly to yourself as you began to pace back and forth on the ledge of the roof you were on.

 

"Wowwwww~! Kitty look! So big!"

 

You turned your head towards the childlike voice, moving to look down at the other side of the roof to below in the alley. Seeing a child no more than two or three with light green hair pulled up to two puffs and some sort of animal in between her hands, the young girl's smile wide. Staring up to the two men who had malicious smiles on their faces.

 

"Come on, little girl. It's time to stop the game and go with us." One of the men said, voice grating in a low pitched tone that would make anyone's skin crawl.

 

The young girl, oblivious, only laughed innocently.

 

"Play! Tag me! Try to—have to tag." The girl lifted her hands up with the small animal, the animal making a raspy 'myah' as if in agreement and easing its tiny paws as if to tag the two men. "Catch! Hafts...have to—play!"

 

The men looked at each other and laughed, both shrugging.

 

"Sure," the other man said, reaching down towards her as you tensed, "now let's get you—"

 

The young girl dove in between the man's legs, the animal making a 'Myah!'as paws went between his legs as the girl passed through with laughter. The man falling down in pain at the force of...tiny paws.

 

You tilted your head, a question mark appearing over your head.

 

"What?! Hey, you okay?!" The man said to the pained one before turning towards the laughing toddler angrily. "What are you laughing about brat?! Come here!"

 

"Yay! Play!" The girl said, staying put despite the rash man dashing towards her as she stood in front of the wall. Unbothered along with the blue furred tiny animal as it did another 'Myah~!' that sounded with a singsong quality as they both seemed to giggle. The man moved to grab her only for the girl to sidestep, the man slamming his head against the wall and slide down to the floor. The girl laughing once more with closed eyes before sticking her tongue out along with the animal...you think it's a cat? "Catch! Catch! Can't—don't know how to p-play? Tag me! Tag! Tag! Tag!"

 

The girl jumped up and down as she held her weird cat against her chest, the cat getting dizzy as she did so and making a pathetic and slow 'M...yahhhh...'.

 

The first downed man picked himself up, shaking his head and gritting his teeth as he stared at the giggling mischievous toddler. The other man getting up as well.

 

"You cheeky brat!" They both stated, running towards her aggressively as the toddler only poured and said in her warbled toddler speech no cheating. Only for them to be flattened to the floor, your boot on each of their backs as you stood atop them with crossed arms.

 

"Yeah," you said above the groaning and knocked out men as you looked below at them. "No cheating. Aren't you too old to play tag anyways?"

 

"Wowwwww," you turned to look at the toddler having her wide brown eyes look up at you, wide grin still on her face along with the...weird cat. Rabbit? Dog? "Big! Big lady! You killed them, big lady!"

 

"Big? That's not really nice. Ah, you mean my sword right?" You jabbed a thumb behind you towards your buster sword, no doubt adding to the weight of the men below you and having them so flat against the ground. "My sword is pretty big. But you shouldn't play with these people. They looked like bullies—"

 

"Big lady!" The toddler exclaimed with a laugh and you made a deadpan. You don't think she'll listen. "Play tag! Tag! Tag! Ah...but," the toddler paused, putting a hand to her chin and staring up in deep thought. "My mom told me to not—not talk to strangers."

 

"What were you doing than?!" You couldn't help but exclaim, stepping off the two men. You think you heard a scrunch. Eh, they seem okay. The toddler looking at the bodies and making an awed noise and saying you really killed them with you waving her off that they're fine. "Ah, whatever. Where is your mom anyways?"

 

"Myah!" You looked down at the...rabbit. It's a rabbit—the toddler must've let it go since it hopped towards you and stared up at you with a grin similar to the toddler's. You squatted down, moving to pet it and it letting you as the toddler stared with a pout.

 

"Hey! That's my Gonbe!"

 

"Gonbe, huh?" You smiled, your hand rubbing atop the rabbit's head as its eyes were closed as you did so and saying pleased myah's. "My name is (Y/N). I didn't know bunnies even made noise like that. I thought it was a cat."

 

"Gonbe is a kitty. Big lady doesn't know kitties?" The toddler asked seriously as she grew closer to you two until she stood in front of you and Gonbe.

 

You looked up at her, brows furrowed.

 

"It's a bunny."

 

"No. Kitty."

 

"Bunny."

 

"Kitty."

 

"Bunny. Look at the ears, they're floppy." You pointed and lifted a long floppy ear as if to show, Gonbe looking sad since you stopped petting and seemed to look between you two now with a confused 'myah?'. "And the tail is puffy too!"

 

"No. Kitties meow!"

 

"Bunny."

 

"Kitty!"

 

"Myah!"

 

"See?" The toddler pointed out and you just let it go with an exasperated sigh. No point in arguing something small as this, there's something more important to worry about. You asked the toddler her name and where her mom is. "Big lady stranger so can't tell. Bad." She than blinked, staring at your left cheek with wide eyes. "Big lady bleeding too!"

 

You rubbed your cheek, your left eye giving a slight twitch at the stinging sensation your cheek has from the deep scratch before you shrugged.

 

"It's nothing. I said my name earlier, but I'll say it again." You lifted your hand in a wave and a comforting smile. "I'm (Y/N)! And I don't think Gonbe thinks I'm a stranger right?"

 

Gonbe, who was rubbing your knee said a 'Myah!' in demand to be pet again and you did so eagerly. Fur is always soft and nice to touch, and the bunny really seems to love it. Chimney accepting your nonchalant answer of your cheek.

 

"Hmmmm...okay...My name Chimney! Play?"

 

"Ah, no. Not now. Where's your mom? Or whoever takes care of you?" At the question, Chimney made a disgusted face.

 

"Grandma smells."

 

Grandma?

 

So gotta find an older lady than. You asked Chimney if she knew where she lived with Chimney giving strong and repeating nods before pointing ahead and walking to show you as Gonbe hopped beside them. Albeit slowly since Gonbe was still a baby along with their owner. The both of you walked through allies and besides the canal for a few minutes with you talking and asking Chimney questions about her house and grandma as well as how she met Gonbe.

 

Chimney, the eager and never seeming to falter grinning toddler, answered all of them as Gonbe made some myah's along the way as if in agreement to their owner. As much as she could anyways. She's still learning words.

 

"Grandma looks like me but a dinoswar. And she likes cocolo. I like coco milk."

 

You looked down at her, a brow arched as you had a confused smile.

 

"Cocolo?"

 

"It makes her smell funny," Chimney answered seriously. "And she moves like thish."

 

Chimney put her arms out and moved her body in a weird circle, you would think she's playing with a hula hoop if she didn't fake a stagger to the side or so before straightening with a proud grin up at you for acting so 'in character' no doubt.

 

"Oh?" Was all you said with a half smile and hard to read eyes. "Likes to drink, huh?"

 

You can't judge much. People drink, for different reasons.

 

Shanks, you observed from your time with them, does it for fun along with the rest of the crew in a union of hearty laughs and games.

 

Your lips twitched up at the memories you made with them and the villagers as you kept thinking.

 

Others do it just to relax, either every now and than or a glass every day if possible like Lucci or Smoker...

 

You lowered your eyes in thought, frowning.

 

"Are you sad too, big lady?" You blinked, glancing towards Chimney as they walked and you noticed the young toddler's grin was more a close lipped smile, Gonbe back in her arms as she stared down at the ground as she walked besides you. "Grandma sad. She smiles more when dreenking her cocolo. I...don't like it when baa-chan ish sad."

 

You studied the toddler who thinks bunnies are kitties.

 

"...did you leave the house because she looked sad?" At Chimney's silence and faltered steps, your eyes softened. Kids can be really innocent sometimes. You put a gentle hand to her shoulder, squatting down as the toddler stared at you along with Gonbe. "That's nice you care so much about your baa-chan. You must really love her. She loves you too, who wouldn't? You have such a nice smile!" You grinned as if to show which made the toddler's lips lift a little at that. "Maybe next time when she looks sad, show off your smile towards her and play with her! Or share your coco milk, she might get happy like that?"

 

"You...think so, big lady?"

 

You met her youthful brown eyes with your soft (e/c) ones.

 

"I have a secret." You made a motion of looking around as if scared someone will hear, Chimney looking around suspiciously too along with Gonbe as it said a questioning 'Myah' as you drew your faces closer together, smile fighting its way on your lips. "I get real happy when I see smiles too. It feels nice and they're nice to look at. It's like you're getting the other person's happiness too."

 

"Oh. I do like when baa-chan smiles too."

 

"Myah," Gonbe said in agreement.

 

"See? She'll like it too! But it's okay to feel sad sometimes too. Sometimes, it's good to be quiet and just sit."

 

"Quiet? I don't like sitting."

 

"Mmmm, I don't like it much either." You pushed away the still fresh memories when you were alone in your room. "But just sitting with someone can help. Maybe you draw or color by her while she does something too. Hugs help too. They're magic."

 

You thought of years ago, in a small island made famed by a legend. Of a small pier out by the outskirts of town, staring up at the full moon with bruises and scratches all over along with dirt on your skin and clothes. A body bigger than yours yet still skinny next to you, equal in his messiness and a scowl gone despite the bandages on his head. Just looking up at the quiet sky too.

 

Chimney eyes sparkled at the word.

 

"Magic?! I can have magic?"

 

You grinned, eyes gleaming.

 

"Hugs are special like that. Or even touching hands."

 

"And kisses?" Chimney said excitedly, Gonbe smiling along with its owner as it was held in her arms. "I like kisses!"

 

You winked, putting a finger against your lips.

 

"Kisses are extra special. But you have to mean it. It should show all your love just like that."

 

"You have a boyfriend, big lady?"

 

You choked, coughing out spit as Chimney said something in concern as you patted your chest harshly as you felt your face feel hot, flushed.

 

"W-wh-what?! What gave you that idea?!"

 

Chimney tilted her head along with Gonbe.

 

"It sounds you kissed before. Do you kisshh way where you get cooties?"

 

The famed night where you had your first drink in the Tower came to mind.

 

"I—er, well—yes, but no—"

 

"No kisses?" Chimney frowned, before putting a small chubby hand to your shoulder and pat it twice. "No wonder you sad."

 

You weren't sure whether to be offended or be more embarrassed as your face felt aflame.

 

"I—I—it doesn't—LOOK!" Chimney blinked as you put your head against hers, your finger up besides your faces as Gonbe's head was to your chin. "Kisses are the most important thing ever! It's special! It shows everything about your feelings and shouldn't be tossed about easily. Kisses mean love, like ultimate. The greatest! Especially lips. And—and it has to be when you're conscious too!"

 

"Conscience?"

 

"Conscience? No—" you stopped, blinked and backed up as you stared at the young girl with wide confused eyes along with the blue furred bunny. You stood up, putting an arm against the wall nearby as a depressed aura came down.

 

You're arguing with a toddler about the importance of kisses.

 

What are you even doing anymore...?!

 

Chimney laughed good-naturedly despite your attitude.

 

"You're funny, big lady!"

 

"Hah...I wasn't really trying to be..."

 

"I'll make sure to give me—my baa-chan kisses too! They're special, I like when I get kissed on the cheek. And if I like it, she'll like it. Maybe stop being sad!"

 

You looked and stared at the toddler's hopeful expression, your lips twitching up despite yourself.

 

"Ah...yeah." You stopped yourself from adding kisses can distract, not feeling the need to. You've already shared enough. You paused, and looked around on where they were as you stood. They made a ways away from the Blue Station and seem to be close to the Main Street on land within the island, or at least, one of the main streets. "Do you see your house anywhere? We've been walking for awhile."

 

Chimney looked around at the tan and peach villas and buildings that looked dim under the night sky.

 

"Ah...well, I thinkh it's dis way." Chimney pointed to an alley and you stared.

 

"We went through there already," you sweatdropped.

 

"Oh," Chimney blinked and than blinked up at you, twice. Along with Gonbe. You stared back at her as silence reigned and the wind blew.

 

...

 

Chimney's eyes watered. "...wahhhh, we're lost!"

 

Your eyes widened as the toddler started to cry, Gonbe making pitiful fake meow's in tandem as your arms fluttered around her.

 

"A-ah! It's okay! We'll find it!"

 

"I-I don't—wahhhhh, where are we?! We're lost!"

 

"It'll be fine!" You reassured, putting a hand on the toddler's shoulder as you squatted down towards her. You like kids, but you panic when they cry like this. Smoker was always better at that. Garp made them cry harder. You felt your chest feel heavy. "It really is fine, Chimney. Oh, I know! I have an idea!"

 

"You—you," Chimney sniffed, rubbing her hands on her red face as tears went down, "don't know where—where go too! Stuck!"

 

She really switched around from believing in you to not, huh.

 

You grabbed her, lifting her up as you stood as she kept holding onto Gonbe. She made a confused sniffle as you looked around before nodding and than looking down at her, your lips half lifted.

 

"Do you like rides?"

 

"Rides?"

 

"Hold on tight, Gonbe!"

 

"Myah?"

 

"Huh?"

 

Chimney barely let that out along with Gonbe before you jumped into the air, dashing and kicking against the air in sidesteps with the use of Geppo as Chimney's tears of sadness turned into tears from how fast you were going as her and Gonbe shrieked.

 

"Don't worry! I gotcha!" You stated, with a half grin as Chimney stated she doesn't want to die. "Heyyyy, you're fine! Look!" You stopped the side stepping, now just using Geppo against the air and staying still as your legs kicked underarm you to keep you in place. Chimney blinking and ooing and awwing as the both of you stared down at the street lit water city—able to see the majority of the buildings down where you were. You didn't move too much, you figured the child's house must be around this area. You noticed that she calmed down and was staring excitedly as she talked to Gonbe about they're so high up, she's never been this high before. "Heh, I could go higher but don't wanna scare ya."

 

Chimney pouted up at you.

 

"I'm not scared!"

 

You rose a brow, amused.

 

"Oh? Misjudged your screams of terror than."

 

"It—I—my stomach felt funny."

 

"Myah!" Gonbe added, paw raised up.

 

You released an amused sigh out your nose, lips twitching at how the child's two light green puff balls looked scattered on her head.

 

"Okay, okay. Just know that laughing mixed with screaming might help your stomach feel better than just screaming like crazy." Chimney gave an eager nod, pleased. Cute kid. You stared back down at streets and buildings below, nodding. "Since we're up here, why don't you show me where you live. You know how your house, looks yeah?"

 

Thankfully she did, pointing out a lime painted building with a tan round roof. You using Geppo to go over there and this time Chimney laughing freely as you did so. You had to remind her to hold onto Gonbe though. The toddler lifted up her arms in glee and dropped Gonbe, Gonbe's paws quickly wrapping around your leg in a Vice grip as it a pathetic "myahhhhhhhhh!". You grabbed the bunny from its neck and giving it back to Chimney and telling her to hold on to it. She was too busy laughing though, she did hold on to the bunny with one arm though while the other repeatedly waved in front of your face so you couldn't see

 

Cute kid. But not as scared as she was before and now is just completely oblivious to how blocking your vision can make you guys crash into a building.

 

She seems to be having fun though, so you just craned your neck and trying to not get hit by a chubby hand as you kept going to where she pointed.

 

"Baa-Chan?" You furrowed your brows, seeing that Chimney was looking below them in the streets with a frown. "Big lady! That's my baa-chan! She's not home!"

 

You looked down, noticing a woman with hair similar coloring to Chimney's—large and looking like she walking with a drunk gait. You took note of something else however.

 

"Your grandma has a triangle nose?"

 

"Uh huh. I have a round one."

 

"I...see that..."

 

You thought of a square nose and shook your head.

 

You need to stop it. Focus.

 

You slowly went down towards the grandma, Chimney calling after her baa-Chan while waving her arm as she held Gonbe while the bunny was saying myah's as well.

 

The wrinkly aged woman looked up, a bottle to her lips and sees someone floating down towards her.

 

"Ah. An angel. So they exist too," she stated in her raspy voice before laughing. "Nagagagaga! Or is that a reaper trying to take me?"

 

You heard her, raising a brow at her as you got nearer.

 

"Uh. No. Should you be laughing like that if you thought I was a reaper?"

 

"Baa-Chan says weird things!"

 

"Myah!"

 

"Oh, Chimney! There you are. You seemed to have found your way back. Good thing too, nagagagaga!" The woman than seemed to truly look at you, eyes interested around her large smile that won't seem to waver. "And full escort by a marine too. How lucky am I that one of you happen to be close by."

 

You have a sense this woman knows more than she lets on.

 

You landed on the ground, letting Chimney run towards her Baa-Chan. Giving a big hug to her leg and than running around her in hyperactive energy as Gonbe attempts to do the same with its clumsy hops. Baa-Chan laughing as her granddaughter did so, you noticing that the woman was wearing conductor clothes.

 

"She needed a little help," you answered, than glanced at the coat over the woman's shoulders. "You must be a stationmaster. Were you doing the last train tonight? Do you take Chimney with you?"

 

The older woman nodded, taking a swig from the bottle in her hand. Not caring as Chimney tripped on her feet along with Gonbe from running around in circles and face planting on the ground. Only to get back up like nothing happened and kept on going.

 

"When I can. Good eyes you got there too. We don't get many marines pass through here because of how close we are to people of the World Government." The old woman's green eyes looked at you through her heavy lids. "Trouble anywhere? Hope it's not to arrest little old me, nagagagagaga! I promise I'm not causing a disturbance."

 

Chimney paused from running around, along with Gonbe as she stared up at her grandma.

 

"Didn't you almosh crash the train the other day?"

 

"Nagagagagaga! Did I? Didn't seem like I did..."

 

Chimney nodded, ever serious despite her smile.

 

"Uh huh. People got tummy aches."

 

"I don't remember that," the old woman said, taking a heavy swig from her bottle as you stared blankly. "Nagagaga! Mustn't have been important."

 

"You're a pretty bad conductor," you stated bluntly which only made the woman laugh harder and comment on your honesty. "No, you're not in trouble. I'm (Y/N). Just saw Chimney was in trouble with her bunny. That's all. Anyone would've done it."

 

"Kitty." Chimney corrected and you waved a hand towards her in a placating manner, saying "yeah, yeah" as the older woman stared at you—bottle at her lips before shoulders relaxed. Chimney stuck out her tongue. "And they were bad at tag—real bad."

 

You nodded at Chimney, severe.

 

"Terrible."

 

"Theribble," Chimney attempted to repeat, just as serious despite her close lipped smile.

 

"Anyone, huh?" The woman said quietly, which you didn't hear as you turned towards her with a tilted head. "Nagaga, nothing. I'm Kokoro," the older woman than did a half bow which made you nervous since it looked like she was about to fall over only for her back to immediately straighten as Chimney clapped her hands in support. You doing the same, albeit slower as you said woah, making Kokoro laugh once more. "Thank you for taking care of her. Come, let me repay you with a drink. And with your bleeding face."

 

Chimney's eyes sparkled as she turned towards you, Kokoro already starting to walk away with her unsteady gait.

 

"Yayyyy! Big lady for sleepover!"

 

"Myah! Myah!"

 

You wonder how things went as they went, but you shrugged. Starting to walk along as Chimney skipped around you cheering as Gonbe hopped to try to keep up on it's little legs.

 

"Sure. Why not. Although you have to ask your baa-chan that." You smiled down at her as Chimney pouted. "And you have to remind me how sleepover's go. I haven't had one in a long time."

 

"That's easy! Baa-chan, let's show Big Lady—nee-san!"

 

"Still calling me that, are you?" You sweatdropped. You did find the nee—san part cute though.

 

"Nagagaga! Chimney must like you!" Kokoro peered back towards you over her shoulder, watching as you said you guess as Chimney moved around you with her arms out like she was flying. Her tripping and you stopping her fall by using your arm, her not letting go as she laughed with you lifting your arm up and down as you grinned. Kokoro's eyes analyzing as she stared at your lips, quiet. "Interesting eyes you have...and a smile to match."

 

Interesting choice of clothes too, Kokoro observed as she turned away, drawing close to her home. Your white long sleeved buttoned blouse may not have its coat over it, but Kokoro knows that uniform anywhere. You don't seem to care for those blasted blueprints. You're not like the others.

 

Yet, Kokoro gazed up towards the moon as the two of you laughed with Chimney's giggles behind her as Gonbe wanted a turn too with your arm, she feels as if you're not like anyone at all.

 

And she is not the first nor will be the last to see that.

 

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"I don't need to stay here, really. I can find somewhere else."

 

"Do all marines talk nonsense?" Kokoro answered and you didn't say anything to that.

 

You know several marines after all.

 

You finished drinking the (fave. common hot drink) Kokoro made you, Chimney already long asleep along with Gonbe upstairs in the townhouse. The house covered with knickknacks of trains and fishes everywhere—from shells to train whistles amongst the white and grass colored walls. The young toddler and bunny passed out from the exciting and stressful day they had—although they weren't aware of it.

 

You sat in the dining room table, holding onto your empty cup as Kokoro washed dishes in the sink in front of you. Bandage on your cheek to help with your healing thanks to the older large woman in front of you.

 

"Take a thanks when it's given," you turned your eyes towards the older woman, the sound of the sink and clanking dishes in your ears as she kept her eyes focused on her task. "If you really had somewhere else to go, you would've left by now."

 

You blinked, than scratched your head through your Marine cap sheepishly.

 

"A-ah. Well—I won't be able to stay here long anyways. I have to find someone that's willing to sell a boat."

 

"Ho? A boat you say?" Kokoro stated amused, lips lifted in that ever present grin that made her wrinkles show. "Nagagaga, a perfect place you chose to find one than. Knew we're famous for our foremen didn't you?"

 

You turned your eyes sideways, a hand under your chin.

 

"You could say that. I don't need much though. Just a raft really. I just have to find someone who's willing to sell it cheap."

 

"A raft? The World Government doesn't pay their employees enough." Your eyes widened as they darted towards her, Kokoro uncaring as she kept washing before turning off the tap. "That may explain your foul attitudes, nagagagaga!"

 

You quickly stood, chair screeching back.

 

"Listen, I don't—"

 

Kokoro turned towards you, drying a plate.

 

"Oh calm down. I don't care. But if you want to stay hidden, perhaps change that top of yours hmm? And that hat." She laughed once more, eyes closed and all as she placed the plate down. "Although I've seen those types of clothes every day for the past two years, ever since that day. You just got unlucky. Or rather lucky? Nagagagaga, who really knows!"

 

Kokoro moved to a cupboard, taking out a bottle of whiskey and taking the cork out as you thought.

 

Two years ago?

 

Wait, two years ago was when—

 

Your eyes widened.

 

"You..." you licked your lips as Kokoro took a heavy swig of the harsh drink. "You knew the one who made the Sea Train?"

 

Kokoro hummed, looking at you yet eyes distant. As if she was staring past you.

 

"More than know. We were practically family. I'm sure they don't say everything in those little reports though. Nagagaga! No, something like that, written in just some lines on paper," Kokoro focused her eyes back, staring off to the side instead. Rubbing the corner of her mouth to wipe some stray alcohol with the back of her hand. "It won't really say much. The World Government is practical and cold." She flicked her green eyes towards you. "You've seen it too, yes? You must've. Why are you alone? Didn't leave without a scratch either."

 

You stayed silent, hands twitching at your sides before clenching as you looked down and away. Eyes shadowed from your cap.

 

"I...I'm sorry. For what that man did to you. I..."

 

Kokoro huffed a laugh. Your eyes moving up at the sound.

 

"Why would I need an apology from you, young girl? What did you do? You weren't there that day. Although, the little hope I have in our government is now dashed completely. If people like you leave."

 

You didn't question how she knew.

 

Nor did you bother to answer the questions against your attire that is obvious yet you will not change it. And did not touch upon the promise on your face.

 

You did though set your jaw and stared with a glint in your eyes as Kokoro took another swig. Her one brow arching in interest.

 

"I'm sorry all the same. And that I didn't punch him harder when I left. That shit should've gone through all the walls instead of one."

 

Kokoro blinked, hand almost letting go of the bottle from shock before she let out the most boisterous laugh you've heard from her. Raspy and crackling as it was, it made your lips lift.

 

"You remind me of someone with that attitude! Nagagagaga! Oh...how nostalgic." Despite how warm she sounded, she instead closed her eyes tight and took another swig. And you couldn't help but think of Chimney's words.

 

Of her grandma's sadness. Why she drinks.

 

You stared at the bottle pensively.

 

"Do you drink to make that feeling go away?"

 

Kokoro paused, bottle to her lips as she leaned against the sink counter as you kept your eyes towards the liquid that everyone seems to thirst for. Kokoro hummed.

 

"Feeling? No...more to forget."

 

Your brows furrowed, not understanding.

 

"Forget?"

 

"You're not a drinker are you?" You slightly flushed and Kokoro smiled knowingly. "Heh, a lightweight than. But drinking to me, it helps. Fills something up due to others being gone. And sometimes even takes it away."

 

"The memories?" You asked, sitting back down in the chair. Looking down at your empty mug, a few drops of your drink still at the bottom. "...it takes away all of them?"

 

"Nagagagaga! If only!" Kokoro answered and for some reason, that made you frown as you peered up at her. Kokoro staring at the bottle with her odd smile that never wavers. You feel like those laughing lines were caused more from force than natural. "I'm surprised. I wonder what you have seen, young girl. I wonder if I seen what you have, if I wouldn't black out every night till perhaps I meet that fool Tom."

 

You thought of bloody hands and screams and cries of anguish. Of faces of betrayal. Of countries falling. The sound of a body dropping. A baby's cry with blood on your face.

 

You bit the inside of your lip, eyes shadowed from your cap.

 

Kokoro watched you through half lidded eyes as you did so, (skin tone) hands tight around your cup.

 

You pushed away the memories, as far back as you could. That's not you anymore.

 

Except it is.

 

You shoved that away, thinking of others drinking habits. Of Shanks' when you were helping build back the new village—of the parties and his cheeks flushed red but not the color of his hair. Although he stated with a laugh that was his goal.

 

Did...Shanks drink to forget too?

 

You frowned. Wondering what could a man like the sun and light want to forget and hide from.

 

"I...I don't think I want to forget," you admitted, staring at your cup in thought as Kokoro made a questioning noise. You met her eyes with yours, earnest. "I have good memories too. I don't want to forget everything. The people that I lost...what if I forget the good times too?" You thought of your mother, kind smile and a gentle touch to your cheek. When everything was good and before she got sick. "And the other times...with others...I don't want to forget. Not even a moment. Because that's all...that's all..."

 

That's all I have left, you finished in your head as you turned away. Throat feeling clogged and eyes burning.

 

Kokoro stared at you, eyes unreadable as she stared at your sincere troubled expression.

 

"And," you began again, strained. "I...can't forget what I've done. I have to remember. To not...to know what I did. And try my best to not hurt people like that ever again. You...don't know what I've done, Kokoro."

 

You have to learn.

 

You'll try your best, try to be the person you were before. Before all this. Before the missions, before CP9, before you accepted the proposal.

 

But people—people have a hard time changing.

 

And you, you are aware that people aren't always the kindest. And sometimes you can't be either.

 

Karasu glinted on your hip as if in reminder of what happened in the new island of the villagers.

 

"Nagagagagaga!" Your brows shot up, staring up at the laughing woman in surprise bewilderment. Why is she laughing? "Oh, young girl. You don't know what I've done either. What I could do. All it takes is a rough tide and me to decide to control the train and let it fall off the tracks, those precious agents stranded. Alone. Like nothing. Like how they treated Tom who gave them the train in the first place only to use it to take him to his death." You saw green eyes glisten and tears to fall as you watched the old woman put the bottle down, her eyes on the floor. "Na...gagaga...I can't though. Because he made it. And I couldn't destroy that. His last creation."

 

Words were left unsaid as silence reigned.

 

The last part of him.

 

You feel like Kokoro doesn't want to forget either. Not everything.

 

You stood, grabbing a paper towel and handing it to Kokoro as she laughed and grabbed it. Giving a strong blow of the nose as you just watched as she blew. Hands in your pockets in a position you've gotten accustomed to doing. As well as another doing it too.

 

"Do you have extra snot cause of your nose?"

 

"What?" Kokoro asked, hand to her large triangle nose. Smile on her face faltering slightly at the question before laughing as the words got processed. "Nagagagaga! You're an odd one, aren't you?"

 

You put a hand to your chin in thought as you leaned close as Kokoro laughed harder at your expression near her face.

 

"It's a real question. Someone ever told you your nose looks like a 3 D prism?"

 

"Nagagagaga! You're really curious. Obsessed with noses?"

 

You threw her a half grin.

 

"Only the best ones."

 

"Nagagagaga!"

 

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Several hours later, in the alley where you rescued Chimney, the two men awoke to pain and broken ribs.

 

"Ugh! We shouldn't have entered this organization—ouch! I can barely move my leg."

 

"Stop your whining!" The other man stared with a scowl as they both stood up. Clothes dirtied. The man winced, hand going to his groin. "Damn...I'm still sore due to that shitty brat's bunny."

 

"I thought it was a cat?"

 

"Whatever! Let's just—let's see other business. I didn't like doing this anyways."

 

"Mmmm...we can try joining up a loan shark family."

 

The man nodded, grinning greedily.

 

"That will do. Now that makes money! And easier."

 

"Yeah," the other agreed before he glanced around in thought. "Say, what fell on us anyways? I don't see it."

 

"Felt like a damn piano," the man cursed as he rubbed his back, careful with his posture to make sure he could walk. "I hate pianos."

 

"I hate dying more," the other stated, looking fearful and pale. "Say...you don't think our contractor will be made that we ran and never found him—what did he call it, a 'human guinea pig for the betterment of science'?"

 

The man scoffed.

 

"Who cares? I hate know it all's. He can find someone else since he apparently has that Vegapunk guy by him."

 

"True, we should try to go to the doctor first."

 

And so, the two disgusting men, waddled away due to injuries. Waddled all the way to the unamused doctor in a clinic that can't believe he has to deal with two idiots for patients so early in the morning.

 

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Jabra cleaned out his ear with his pinky, took a sniff and flicked the wax off his finger as he walked through the halls of the Tower that have a bunch of agents running around like roaches without their heads.

 

"Damn, I can't get any sleep," he complained, yawning obnoxiously as he walked past the agents with papers or medical supplies for the idiot director. Jabra thinks the old Director—Spandine—is somewhere around here too but he can't recall.

 

He does recall the sadistic enjoyment of seeing that panda shit in bed crying from a little punch. He's sure the others enjoyed it too, although they kept their faces straight. No one liked Spandam. You did one thing right with punching his jaw out (again, maybe his jaw will stay broken from yours) before leaving.

 

He imagined the scene, with that devil cat just watching as you did it, breaking the wall of Spandam's office and let out a guffaw. Uncaring if agents paused to look over at him from his boisterous laughter and ignoring their comments.

 

"Poor guy, he's traumatized that the director got hurt."

 

"People react different ways to shock. Who knew he would snap like that?"

 

"Hope he feels okay. Let's just pray that the Director will get better and than he'll get back to normal."

 

"He told me once that he's related to the Vice Admiral, Dalmatian. You think we should tell him his relative is suffering?"

 

"I think...he lied to you about that. He once told me his rooster could lay golden eggs."

 

"What?! Really?! Did it?"

 

"Of course not!"

 

"Ah. He's sterile."

 

"...we need more mental evaluations here."

 

Jabra than straightened, continuing to walk to head to his Zen garden till he gets called in again no doubt as he thought.

 

He's aware of that shitty cat's feelings towards Spandam. The pathetic leopard even started to avoid any usage of the word 'Spam' altogether and won't come into the cafeteria if they had any that day.

 

One time he pranked the stupid feline by having the cafeteria workers in on it there was no Spam only for it to be the only type of food they had and just in different varieties. A lot of people were unhappy that day, but the look of that cat's face was golden.  You didn't seem to enjoy the prank much though, you were helpful at times when it came to annoying that feline when you felt like it and weren't so distant and outwardly showing your dislike. Turns out, you don't really like Spam either, making a face of disgust before grabbing the glaring cat's wrist and tugging. Dark eyes turning down towards you as you said without looking over they can fish for food like they always do when in missions.

 

And just like that, with the cat throwing you a backhanded compliment that you had at last a rational idea and you being offended as always as the two of you walked out with that feline smirking as you kept tugging at his wrist with a scowl, Jabra was left with his plan in tatters. And everyone in the cafeteria looking displeased. It would have been worth it if that cat was pissed too but damn it...!

 

You and that unfeeling demonic cat!

 

Which brings up Jabra's confusion.

 

Yes, the cat hated Spandam. Fact.

 

Yes, the cat is completely unfeeling and seems to have no soul like all cats do. Fact.

 

Due to said no soul, able to accomplish whatever mission the cat is ordered to. Or will do everything in his power to achieve said mission. Fact.

 

You and the cat were partners for nearly six years. Fact.

 

Cat hates any sort of weakness. Fact.

 

You do not hold views similar to cat, being called naive in front of Jabra and others by feline. Fact.

 

Naïveté means weakness or is under weakness. Fact.

 

Fact: the cat, after some time and said time being years, would want your eyes on him constantly and you nearby no matter what he would do or say to achieve it.

 

Fact: the cat does not need orders to know appropriate measures for certain events.

 

Fact: certain very recent event was your defection.

 

Fact: the unfeeling, stupid, shitty, demonic cat would not let you go for reasons Jabra will not think about.

 

Fact. Said cat did.

 

JABRA DOESN'T UNDERSTAND!

 

Jabra rubbed his forehead and head harshly, messing up his hair that was tied back and having strands lifted up and adding onto his wild look.

 

From what that cat said to the others about how you left, on the back of the train with the leopard managing to get a mark on you, it seemed that Lucci could've just gone on and drag you back easily.

 

There's something missing, Jabra knows there is.

 

Jabra was close to his Zen Garden and was about to enter through the door to squeeze in a nap with his rooster—Dori, he spotted the said devil cat himself walking with Kalifa. The cat's eyes unable to be seen due to his ridiculous top hat while Kalifa had a questioning expression on her face as she glanced at the stoic demon, looking as if she wanted to ask something but was hesitant to do so.

 

Jabra smirked.

 

"Well," he began with hands to his hips, smug as Kalifa's eyes turned towards him. The cat merely tilting his head slightly in his direction before straightening and gazing straight ahead. Jabra grit his teeth but his smirk didn't fall. "Look what the cat dragged in. Back from your talk with the old Director, Spandine? What did you say?" His mouth curled up more as he walked towards them, trying to have the cat look straight at him instead of ahead or having his hat hide his black hole for eyes. "I gotta know what you said to the angry big bad daddy of our director. Letting someone slip from your fingers. Not so great as people say, huh?"

 

"Jabra," Kalifa called, firm while fixing her already perfect glasses. "Don't start already. It's been a long day. And will continue to be."

 

He doesn't care. He just wants to see the unfeeling cat do what felines do best—be stoic.

 

Jabra wants to just check.

 

"I really despise your constant yapping, mutt. Green does not suit you either, stick with what's under one's shoe." Lucci replied coldly, tone chilling and hard. But he did not look at Jabra, just moved to keep walking with hands in his pockets as the Wolf Zoan felt his blood boil, scowling. "I don't have time for this. If you're in a rut, find someone else to sniff around."

 

Jabra's and Kalifa's cheeks slightly flushed at the cool yet vulgar words that came from Lucci's mouth—not like him at all.

 

So much so in fact, Jabra sputtered as Lucci kept on walking forward. Kalifa's hand to her mouth as her eyes were round.

 

"Y-you—listen here you fucking demon cat!" Jabra pointed angrily at Lucci's retreating back, Hattori being strangely silent this whole time on his owner's shoulder. Seeming to only look down one might call somberly, if one wasn't talking about a pigeon. "I don't know what your problem is, or who you are, or what kind of pathetic hunter—" Lucci paused as Jabra kept going," you are. You just gonna let (Y/N) go like that?! After all your weird little habits together?! Just gonna let it be nothing?!"

 

"Jabra!" Kalifa called once more in reproach but Jabra didn't care, his jaw tense and his hackles up. He could feel himself wanting to grow fur and just growl at the shitty cat to wake up.

 

"Yes."

 

Lucci didn't even turn around to say that.

 

Jabra felt himself withhold a growl.

 

He can't say why he's angry—the cat is proving him right after all. The leopard man cared for no one besides his Hattori, and had a bloodlust that even Jabra could admit was more than his own.

 

But, Jabra knew Lucci since the shitty cat that was just a brat back that came to Guanhao. Longer than Kalifa—longer than anyone. Because he trained besides the shitty brat/cat, saw and knows how the feline punched and kicked and became the infamous Rob Lucci he was today. The brat having his pitiful shirt that had the kanji for peace and an olive branch in hand, from a country or island that he doesn't remember because he was so young.

 

Jabra knew.

 

Fine, Jabra thought, straightening into his casual stance of his right leg being bent and hands to his hips as he kept his narrow eyes towards Lucci, a drop of sweat coming down his temple from what he was about to do. Let's see you play stoic again.

 

Jabra plastered a harsh feral grin on his face just as Lucci took two steps to leave again.

 

"Well, that was easy. Guess you don't mind that I was chosen to chase after her right?"

 

Lucci froze, shoulders looking tense. Kalifa mouthing to Jabra with a hand to his shoulder on what he was doing. Jabra made a show of picking the wax off his ear as he continued casually, waving Kalifa's pale hand off.

 

"Didn't hear that did you? Our old Director is so distraught for our current one, too busy gathering details and everything from the failure Rob Lucci about you that he sent someone to tell me I'm heading to the next train on Water 7. You know, with my nose and all." Lucci turned his head over his shoulder as Hattori did a small coo with a fluff of wings, black eyes in slits and Jabra held back a shudder. Only swallowing as he went on, closing his eyes as he grinned and pointed at his nose. "Can track her scent with my nose. Her room being swarmed by agents for clues as to what she took or why she left almost nearly erased her scent completely already. Funny...I can still smell her on you but you can't really tell can you?" Jabra heard Lucci turn around but he won't stop. "Even you wouldn't be able to track her well since your scents have been mingled together for so long. Won't be able to smell her at all anymore." Jabra's eyes opened, only to wink mockingly with a sneering grin as he hit the final nail. "Good thing you gave me your permission to sniff around, right? For what did you say? My rutt—"

 

Jabra felt his air stop and head already form a bruise as he was slammed down against the floor. His throat constricted due to the large transformed hand that had talons and were cutting into his neck. Oxygen gone as he winced, transforming himself to have his neck grow only for the demonic and feral cat to tighten his hold as the leopard gave more of a roar than a loud growl. He could feel his head leaking blood onto the floor.

 

Jabra tried to open one eye, to see. Because Jabra knows.

 

Murder was glowing in Lucci's slitted eyes, both in shape and in pupils. Face completely transformed to his Human-Beast form, mouth in a predatory snarl as teeth flashed threateningly at Jabra. Lucci was more than enraged—Jabra coughed as a clawed fur hand squeezed, Jabra putting his hands on Lucci's wrists to get him to loosen for naught—Rob Lucci was painstakingly hungry for blood to spill as recompense for the wolf's words.

 

Kalifa only able to watch in silence, blood cold as she paled and slightly trembled at the scene.

 

"You know nothing, whining worm," Lucci spat, tail swishing behind him in agitation and ears flattened back. Top hat on the floor from the speed Lucci went to choke the life out of Jabra, Hattori flying overhead, silent. "You will not touch what is mine. Ever. You're smug to think you will find her there in Water 7 by the time you arrive. You won't even have the privilege to even look at her. You understand, pitiful mutt? I will chase. I will fight her and drag her back. By whatever means. You will be struck down, along with anyone else, who touch my prey."

 

Jabra couldn't help it. Even with eyes bulging out of his sockets and lungs burning for life, he let out a croaked laugh.

 

And the stupid cat's brows furrowed at that, eyes flashing.

 

"Are you mocking me, Jabra?" Kalifa took a step, calling out Lucci's name. "Stay where you are. Or you're next."

 

Kalifa froze, taking two steps back. She knew of Lucci's and Jabra's rivalry, who didn't. But they went this far.

 

They never took it this far.

 

Kalifa turned her head at the steps coming, seeing it was the young agent Kaku a question on his lips only to freeze. Kalifa putting a finger to her lips for him to stay quiet as Kaku stared at Lucci's hulking beast form of twelve feet over the small human form of Jabra's, a small puddle of red underneath the wolf's Zoan head and his body tense and desperate from the lack of air.

 

Lucci didn't look away from Jabra's face. Jabra opened both his eyes, he has to see the shitty cat's face.

 

He parted his mouth.

 

"...y...ou...ar...e...a..." Jabra couldn't get the rest out, Lucci wasn't letting up at all. The sadistic demon. So he just mouthed the rest around a sharp grin. 'Liar.'

 

Jabra didn't bother to elaborate. He didn't need to.

 

Lucci's jaw ticked twice. And than he snatched his hand back as if Jabra was the plague and Jabra took a shuddering gasp of air. Coughing as he put a hand to his bruised and bleeding throat.

 

The feral cat moved and transformed back, picking up his top hat and placing it carefully onto his head after raking a hand through his shoulder brushing length hair to fix it. Hattori going back onto his shoulder with a displeased coo. Lucci wiped off dust from his suit, face carefully blank before looking up at Kalifa and Kaku. Both of them paling at his narrowed look.

 

"Let this tell all of you," Lucci pointed down at the coughing yet secretly pleased Jabra on the floor. "No one besides me will catch her nor fight her. Or else more blood will spill. Understood?"

 

Kalifa and Kaku felt themselves nod. And just like that, Lucci walked away. Not before glancing down at Jabra, their eyes meeting as Jabra's gleamed knowingly. Lucci turning away, hands in his pockets tight as he walked off.

 

After a few moments of silence, Jabra moved to sit cross legged on the floor. Wincing as he rubbed his throat.

 

"Damn," Jabra croaked around the word, letting out a cough from how it grated his throat. "Shitty cat."

 

"What is wrong with you?!" Kalifa demanded, her black gloved hand fisted around Jabra's collar and forcing him up as he scowled. "What made you say those things?"

 

"What happened?" Kaku questioned carefully, staring in thought at the blood on the tiled floor before going back up to the irritated Jabra.

 

"This idiot was asking himself to be killed." Kalifa answered for the wolf. Not taking her eyes off of the still recovering Zoan, seeing the sweat down his temple and feeling how cold his skin is due to Jabra always leaving his shirt and jacket unbuttoned. "What possibly made you think mentioning (Y/N) was a good idea? And after such a bold faced lie!"

 

"Lie?" Kaku echoed as Jabra grinned cockily. As if his life didn't flash before his eyes and he nearly was a dog that went to heaven.

 

"You caught that didn't you?"

 

Kalifa scoffed.

 

"Of course I did. Everyone knows of your habit of creating fake stories and lies. The old Director wouldn't have time to send someone over to you and tell you to capture (Y/N)! Especially without a partner or one of us with you."

 

Kaku's eyes seemed to widen in realization at what happened, hand under his chin in thought as Jabra just grinned.

 

"I know," he stated, grabbing Kalifa's hand on him and her releasing him as Jabra put an arm behind his head. Wincing at the bump he got but keeping it there. "Looks like the shitty feline forgot though. Or just didn't pause to think."

 

Kalifa's eyes widened as her lips parted.

 

"You...you did that on purpose."

 

"Yeah." Jabra deadpanned, picking his nose with the pinky from his ear earlier and digging. "That was the idea."

 

"Why?" Kalifa demanded.

 

Jabra paused at the assassin's searching look. Taking his finger out his nose and flicking nothing away.

 

He has his reasons. For his outrageous lies and stories, of places and people that already exist or didn't. Of keeping his island, before Guanhao, alive through keeping the theme of red hoods and brightly colored trees in different shades of green.

 

Just like the cat, that wasn't a cat before but just a brat, was quiet yet determined to complete his training. Only letting a bird get close and take down the brat's already towering walls made of steel, stronger than any Iron Body. A boy that barely seemed a boy at all with his eyes that seen much and didn't like touch.

 

Jabra thought once more, of his failed prank with the use of Spam—of your hand around Lucci's wrist and it staying as the both of you found a loophole as Jabra could only stare in disbelief. Watching tense shoulders from irritation relax and black holes for eyes not looking as foreboding as it should be look down at you.

 

Jabra laughed.

 

"Gyahahahaha! Just wanted to prove something I already knew."

 

"Prove? Prove what? To who?" Kaku questioned yet Kalifa seemed to understand as she let out a low sigh between her hand.

 

"Why," Jabra smirked, eyes wild and crazed as blood from his head came down to his face, "that the shitty feline called Rob Lucci is a worse liar than me!"

 

Jabra felt force to his chin, him back onto the floor as he grunted, hand to his injured chin as he stared at Kalifa's lifted leg in the air. Kaku watching with a mild sweatdrop.

 

"What was that for?!"

 

"Having such a disgusting face like that is sexual harassment," Kalifa stated with a quick fix to her glasses, lowering her leg.

 

"My face is?!"

 

"Come on, we should call someone to clean up." Kaku suggested quietly and than turned his eyes towards Jabra, blood now going to his eyes. "Someone needs to clean you up too, Jabra."

 

"Likely with a hose," Kalifa added as Jabra snapped, half transformed.

 

"Both of you are horrible partners!"

 

And yet, due to his little memory he has of a home before Gaunhao—Guanhao with orphan children trained to fight or children from assassin families, he grew up with said horrible partners.

 

The demonic cat was the worst.

 

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"Okay," you said, looking at the barely detailed map that showed the islands around and near Water 7 as you sat cross legged in a boat that was more of a large raft. You squinted your eyes at the squiggly lines meant to be islands as you held up the map. "Where are we now? Or where can Shanks be? Ahhhh...I only have the islands by Water 7 like St. Pucci! Damn it! We need better maps if people want to travel everywhere! How the heck am I going to be able to find Shanks?"

 

You've been stuck in this predicament for a little while.

 

After you rested your eyes and body for about three hours in Kokoro's house, you pushed yourself you had to leave and start finding a boat. Moving to leave out the door of the house only to be shocked when you saw Kokoro's large face right when you opened the door and nearly giving you a heart attack. Wondering how she even went outside and why only for Kokoro to shrug with a laugh and a swig of a bottle(it was 4 AM, you thought in your head with a deadpan) and reply she likes to wander.

 

"But ignore that, follow me. I have a solution to your problem." Was all Kokoro stated before bringing you to the rocky shores outside the main city of Water 7–it being called Scrap Island. You spotted a wooden boat, having one single sail but seemed to have a hidden compartment below it. You would say the boat, or rather raft since it looked small to you, was about eight feet in length. "Found this as I was taking my energetic walk, nagagagaga! I think it'll help you with your problem! This island is a free for all for parts and boats so don't feel like you owe me anything."

 

You didn't know what to say, only go up to the boat and feel the wood. Checking if it was sturdy for your journey with your mighty buster sword and deadly katana. You got on it, the boat only giving a little lurch at the weight but holding you.

 

You felt like it was going to do that for a long time.

 

Your lips quirked before you turned towards the older woman who drunk to forget but didn't want to forget at all.

 

"Thank you! I really needed this, I have...a lot to do. And I need a boat to help!"

 

Kokoro's ever present smile moved up in interest, bottle to her side as she looked at you.

 

"Really? What are you planning to do, young girl?"

 

You grinned, hand to your hips with Kuroi ten'nosabaki and Karasu gleaming as the salty wind played with your hair and caressed your face as you practically shouted.

 

"I am going to be the strongest woman in the world!"

 

Kokoro's eyes softened, half lidded. She always have been around those with dreams as large as the sea. Perhaps, she will find another who achieved one.

 

"Nagagagaga! Really are an odd one! Boisterous too. Wish you the best than, young girl. As I wandered around, I placed some food for you in that compartment for you. And some water. As well as other things you might need. Can't have you die so early now, nagagagagaga!"

 

You don't think she was wandering around.

 

You grinned sharply, letting the sails go and ropes attached to the boat from the rocks before waving at the woman that laughed with wrinkles that were true.

 

"Thank you, Koko-obaa-san! Tell Chimney and Gonbe I said take care!"

 

All she did was laugh and took a swig, giving a little wave to you before you turned your attention to the boat. Doing the necessary adjustments to sail out until you're far enough.

 

Back in the shore, Kokoro stared as your boat got farther and farther. Only to hear a small shout from behind, a small pitter patter of feet and silent foot falls. Kokoro only smiled, pleased that her granddaughter did happen to hear her when she was talking to you in the house and waking her up and that her granddaughter was brave to say goodbye. For goodbyes are the hardest.

 

Chimney ran until her feet felt water, in her cute pajamas and her two puff balls for hair nowhere to be found and instead light green hair looking like a ball on her head with Gonbe and her panting as she waved with both arms along with her kitty.

 

"Bye, Big Lady-nee-san!" Chimney said through a smile yet sad eyes. Gonbe saying a 'Myah!' that sounded warbled. "Play later! Come play later! Yes?! Tag!"

 

You lifted your head, turning to see the young toddler and the bunny next to Kokoro. You waved just as she did, with two arms as you grinned.

 

"YOU BET IM COMING TO PLAY LATER!" Chimney felt hope come to her chest feeling tears come down as she jumped along with Gonbe excitedly as they kept waving, as Kokoro watched. It seems you don't really do goodbyes. "See ya! And be more careful!"

 

After that, you were just sailing and finding what Kokoro gave you. It seems the hidden compartment had a large space under, you think you can a spot to sleep if you didn't want the sun on you but you don't think your buster sword will fit instead. There was food for a few days and water for more, some maps that were poorly drawn and she even managed to put a log pose. Too bad it's useless for you.

 

You're trying to find where Shanks might be.

 

You lifted yourself out of the compartment, your buster sword leaning against the main and only sail of your boat, you staring at a direction and taking off your cap to scratch your head.

 

"Well...I know that way is Enies Lobby." You pointed east, where you know the sun sets. "Mmmm...or is it that way?" You pointed south, where you know a star can be used to help find that direction. There's a lot of stars right now, even with the sun rising. "...I hope I'm not going right back towards it. That'd be bad."

 

You put a hand to your bandaged left cheek without thinking, looking down. Only to shake your head, huffing and putting your hand down and placing your cap back on.

 

"Psh, whatever! I'll figure it out!"

 

It took you several said hours to figure it out. You just choosing a direction and sticking with it, sun high in the sky as you sailed although very slowly. You're gonna have to find to move this thing faster, you're impatient.

 

But you finally managed to find an island, you docking your raft of a boat to a pier and walking around. It seemed and looked like a small island, the name being Gaising—the little village of the port you were on seeming to have coconut trees everywhere. Maybe you should get some...it'll be a good back up when you run out of water. You don't have enough money yet, still with your sad little Beli's in your pocket.

 

"Come on, come all! To the coconut tree climbing competition!" A male announcer said in a booth, you still looking away in thought of what you should do. Maybe try to buy a better map? "We challenge you to climb the tallest tree in island, our very own Niyog. Thirty five feet in height, no one has been able to successfully reach the top—not even our best coconut foragers! If anyone of you succeed, the reward will be 500 Beli's!"

 

You darted your eyes towards the announcer and the small crowd he had around his booth.

 

500 Beli's? That might be enough to get more supplies!

 

"I'll do it!" You volunteered, moving through the crowd as they turned towards you along with the announcer. You not paying attention to their eyes with doubt nor the announcer smiling with greed. "How much is it to play?"

 

The male announcer corrected his plastered smile, holding up three fingers.

 

"Why, only 30 Beli's of course!"

 

Woah! What luck!

 

You smirked, knowing you got this in the bag as you dug for the little amount of money you have and handing it to him. Looking up at tree and figuring out how to climb it, you haven't climbed palm trees much. When you were a kid, it was more oak and sometimes even pine as well as some fruit trees like mangoes or apples and oranges.

 

Eh, you can do it. You jumped, wrapping your arms around the base of the tree and your feet to the side of the tree—you slipping down slightly already with the announcer smirking maliciously as the crowd murmured.

 

"She should've said no when she heard the price," a man stated, shaking his head as others around him nodded their head. "No game is that expensive to play. Maybe 10 Beli's but 30?"

 

"Goes to show that he really only cares for money," a woman added, shaking her head in pity with a tone to match. "Fooling a young woman like that too! And looking so excited!" She pulled out a tissue from her pocket, sniffing for whatever reason and putting a corner of the tissue to her dry eyes. "Such a shame she's being taken advantage of."

 

A man, no older than eighteen and was in the shadows of two buildings, scoffed.

 

You lot didn't warn her about it, the young man thought in disgust. All of you are just as bad for just watching.

 

The young man watched as you kept slipping due to how their trees are smooth and have no possible branches to hold onto only for eyes of sapphire to narrow at what was on your head.

 

A marine? Tch, good riddance than. Deserve to get taken advantage of. You lot always do it to others.

 

The young man turned his head away in disinterest and walked back to his house as the crowd kept their nonsense murmuring. Seeming to not notice your cap.

 

"She's so small, someone with strength has to reach the top. More bulky."

 

"She's managed to not fall all the way to the floor though, once she does it's over. One more fool being fooled."

 

"Well, she better hurry up before our gracious marine Captain of the island comes. Or else our previous announcer will be a little angry he might have to pay more taxes than usual due to causing a disturbance."

 

"Shush! Careful what you say! People can get beat for you saying such things about the Captain."

 

"If you make it so obvious, I might."

 

You stared up at the coconuts, chin against the tree and your arms and legs circled around it as you thought.

 

I just have to reach the top? Touch it, huh? Geppo will be less fun but...

 

You turned your head slightly to the grinning announcer, who quickly jumped and fixed himself at your look. You didn't really care what he was doing.

 

"You guys have a lot of these trees right?"

 

"Why of course! This is just the tallest one!"

 

"So it's not important?"

 

"Eh?"

 

You reached behind with one arm, taking out Karasu and cut the space above you. The tree panicking as it made a noise of surprise along with the announcer and crowd, their jaws wide open.

 

"EHHHHHHHHHHHH?!?!?!?!"

 

The tree fell with a crash, you moving and balancing yourself on the tree without touching the ground. Patting Karasu as you put him away to touch the top of the tree while the crowd and announcer were in complete disbelief. The announcer's nose having snot coming down in a nostril.

 

"My...money..."

 

"How—how wide is that tree? It's thick isn't it?! Isn't it?!" A villager asked, mouth open along with everyone else's.

 

"No one...n-no one could cut that tree! Our trees are famed for being firm and thick!"

 

"What's going on here?!" A nasal voice asked, the villagers freezing as they turned back to see a group of marines, eyes hard except for one who stared down in mild shame due to how his coworkers acted. The voice belonging to a short man, his marine hood instead of hat seeming to have ears and his mustache looking more like whiskers than a mustache. One might say his voice also at times came out in a squeak. He pushed himself forward, the marines by him pushing villagers harshly. Even one pushing a child, uncaring as the child cried. One of the marines, with shameful and nervous eyes, quickly handed the mother of the child his handkerchief while his other coworkers were too busy pushing everyone away. "Causing a disturbance are you? Don't you know us marines are trying to rest so we may protect you?! You have to let us relax."

 

The young man from earlier, with blue gems for eyes, came from hearing the commotion. Said eyes shadowing at what he was seeing, clenching his fists and jaw as he watched the marines abuse their power. Again.

 

What a liar! The young man thought angrily, other villagers sharing the same look but keeping their heads down and were mixed with fear. It's only the afternoon! And rest from what?! Sitting around all day only to take our money and eating our food for free?

 

Back to you, you reached the top of the palm tree, and touched it. You smirking victoriously and turning back to look at the announcer only to spot marines.

 

Shit! You can't get caught already! It's barely been a day!

 

You looked around quickly, thinking that Kokoro may be right in hiding your cap—at least for certain stuff, and spotted a family with a booth of clothes. Them looking pale faced as they stared towards the direction. You asking for a coat and them just throwing one to you and you blinked at them questioningly, seeing how fearful they were you straightened and asked what was wrong.

 

The father of the family, grey in age and a beard, explained.

 

"Those marines...they've been terrorizing us for years. It was fine at first when they made our island a base but..." the father hugged his trembling wife to his shoulder, and hid his daughter's face against his leg. You glancing at the action of father and daughter before looking back up. "Than they rose the taxes we have to pay for them to be here. Saying how they need it for supplies—weapons. To help defend us. We did, cause why wouldn't we? Except they kept raising it. And raising it. And pirates came once, took the majority of our goods while those marines that said they were going to protect us were hiding in their base...! And blamed us for being attacked!" The father gritted his teeth, you turning towards the marines with one lone eye under your cap with the hood of your coat already up and hiding your treasure. "Kicking us down...pushing us...we want to fight...but what can a group of civilians do against guns?"

 

A whole lot, if you're willing to pay a price.

 

You didn't turn towards the family, your lips only quirked slightly.

 

"Don't worry," the family moved their gazes towards your odd comforting tone, confident. "They aren't real marines anyways. I'm gonna help show them how to be one."

 

What? The father thought as you started walking forward to where the commotion was.

 

"C-Captain Nezumi!" The announcer said, playing with his hands anxiously as they finally got close to him. "It—I just was going to—to come to you! Yes!"

 

Nezumi, with whiskers like a mouse, rose a brow.

 

"Oh? I imagine it was to pay your part of the tax yes?"

 

"What...?!" Some people of the crowd said as the announcer couldn't believe his ears.

 

"We already paid this week...! Why so soon?"

 

"Yeah, you guys aren't even doing your jobs!" Another stated, Nezumi taking note of the disgruntled citizens as well as the other soldiers as he scowled in irritation. The young man drew closer, helping the crying child up with their mother as he stared hard at the Captain—feeling his adrenaline start pumping.

 

"You guys do nothing when pirates come! Why should we keep paying you?!"

 

The crowd were nodding in agreement, drawing closer to the marines only to make a full stop with wide eyes when Nezumi merely raised a hand—all the marines aiming their guns at the citizens as he sneered. One keeping his gun more to the ground.

 

"Now, that's a rude thing to say." Nezumi tutted, putting a hand in offense to his chest. "Listen, we marines signed up to protect others with our lives! The least all you can do is repay our sacrifice is with some spare change right?" At the crowd's silence, he frowned. "Right...?!"

 

The child that was pushed earlier gave a harsh loud cry, making Nezumi's ears ring as he snapped his eyes towards the child and the mother that the young man was close to.

 

"Shut that child up, woman! I'm making an announcement!"

 

"I—I...come on love, h-hush!" The mother tried in a half sob herself that made the child cry more at seeing her distress. "H-hush!"

 

Nezumi's face twisted, patience gone.

 

"That's it! You civilians aren't listening to me! Do you know what happens, when those under people in power don't listen? This is how you quiet someone!" Nezumi stomped his way to the mother and child, your eyes flashing as you stepped by the announcer who turned his eyes towards you, grabbing you by the shoulder in a hiss.

 

"You bitch! You cheated! Now look what happened cause of the noise you made...!"

 

Your brows furrowed deeply, glancing at the angry yet fearful announcer.

 

Cheated? Did you cheat?

 

You were supposed to climb but...you didn't feel like it.

 

Would Shanks think you cheated?

 

Your heart fell at the mere thought, feeling as if no matter you might do, you won't be able to be someone truly worthy of his presence. You wonder if your younger self would think you cheated too...you just felt like you used your brain...as well as your nonchalance too, however...

 

Ugh, it doesn't matter!

 

You thought of your rambunctious young self running around the forests of the island, Loguetown, a certain scowling pre-teen's dog nipping at your heels as you raced with said pre-teen yelling at you to pay attention to the hill.

 

Focus!

 

A memory of finally completing and mastering all the Rokushiki in a couple of months, of the first time where dark eyes didn't look like a dead fish but in appraisal and interest as you swapped blows with a flutter of wings flying above.

 

Focus!

 

You heard the click of a gun, your shaking (e/c) eyes looking up as the Captain that shouldn't be a captain at all taking out the safety and looking as if he would shoot a child.

 

Is this...my fault?

 

A pale hand touched the aiming pistol, blue eyes angry and raven cropped hair wild.

 

"Hey!" The young man shouted, eyes glinting as you were taken back to the present and out of your guilt and shame as you stared at the one who said enough was enough as everyone else was frozen. "What kind of marines are you guys?! You guys are no better then pirates!"

 

Your mouth parted, feeling dry as your heart lurched.

 

You...you have to be better.

 

You clenched your fists, shrugging off the announcer's hand that owes you money and instead kept staring at the one who spoke out of everyone here. Who would not let one more child get hurt.

 

Nezumi blinked, than sneered. Merely kicking the young man off at his stomach, the young man grunting as he fell to the floor. The crowd only watching with bated breath as the Captain aimed at him as everyone just watched.

 

"Look where acting a hero gets you brat? Pirates?! We're above pirates! Above everyone!" Nezumi put his finger to the trigger, grinning as the young man lifted himself up by the arm only to be met with a pistol to his face, blue eyes wide and frozen. "And especially you ungrateful worthless civilians—"

 

Your fist happened to meet his face, Nezumi flying towards the announcer's booth and knocked out. The marines readying your guns at you, except for one, whose eyes were wide and questioning and gun completely lowered as he swallowed.

 

What...what am I doing? He asked himself. I did not join the marines for this...!

 

You glanced at the one who did not raise their weapon, instead moving to punch all the other ones as the crowd quickly dispersed as the young man watched in a mix of awe and disbelief.

 

What kind of marine are you? The ravenette wondered as he watched you flexing and cracking your fists, openly mocking them by saying you won't use your swords and they need a good lesson.  No...no standard marine would react this way. What—who are you?

 

"I don't wanna see—" you said, giving one a punch that made him fly high as the tree you cut down as he screamed due to a fear of heights, "—any of you call yourselves marines!"

 

After a pile of them were on the floor, knocked out, you turned to the one who you did not touch. His brown eyes looking down at his hands before you called to him, his eyes meeting yours.

 

"What's your name?"

 

"A-Ah...it's...my name is Ripper."

 

You nodded, pointing at the base in the distance and he followed your finger.

 

"Call Marine HQ, time to get new management here. They'll be knocked out for awhile, so don't worry. It's time that these guys," you waved a hand towards the pile of men and Nezumi who was seeing circling mice above his head in the crashed booth table," get some karma."

 

Ripper hesitantly nodded, back straight as he gazed at you.

 

"Justice has not been met. I'll call right now!" His eyes than went to your head, and his eyes went round as he than looked at your sword behind you. "Ah! You—you're Silver Blood!" Your eyes widened, touching your head and not feeling the hood. It must've fell as you were moving around but—Ripper smiled around his goatee, pleased. "I'm glad they sent someone like you here, was worried how I was going to explain to headquarters. I'll just say you came by! You were taught by Garp the Hero right?"

 

At the name, your chest ached. You motioning your hands in a placating manner.

 

"I—er, I don't think calling HQ about me is a good idea—and you're gone." You deadpanned, seeing Ripper's head covered by his own marine cap running towards the base.

 

The news must've not hit everywhere yet about your defection. Perhaps that is best since this happened.

 

You shrugged, moving towards the booth and tried to find the money you earned. Spotting it with a victorious grin and pocketing the bag of Beli's. With this, you can pay for what you need on your journey.

 

To where?

 

You face palmed.

 

You still have no clue.

 

You turned to look down at the man still on the ground, who was staring at you like you grew a second head or something. Had to be why his eyes are basically sparkling like that.

 

"You alright?"

 

He snapped back as his eyes were filled with confusion.

 

"Why? Why would you do this? You're just a stranger. You have no business being here or even fighting them. Why would you want to help?" He repeatedly questioned.

 

You let out a small smirk as you lend out your hand in front of him.

 

"Didn't you hear me? I wanted to show them a lesson." Your answer wasn't satisfactory for him as he narrowed his blue eyes.

 

"But why? If it didn't benefit you in the end?"

 

"I beat up people I don't like," you began, "whether it's marines or pirates, I don't care. If I don't like you, I'll beat them up." You rose an amused brow down at him. "Mmm...I guess the newspaper hasn't arrived with the news yet," You ignored the young man's confused look, you mildly frowning, "I have a particular dislike for marines who don't follow the true code of one who protects though."

 

The man's blue eyes were shocked, as your hand was still held out towards him in waiting. He gazed at it and looked up at you, who had a patient smile on your face. He grabbed it and was immediately brought back to a stand to face you.

 

"I'm (Y/N). And who are you? You were brave you know, you were the only one I saw that actually stood up to them in risk of your life."

 

He introduced himself as Jet and he went to say that everyone here wanted to stand up, but they couldn't do anything.

 

"I had to do something. If I didn't, who will?"

 

You nodded approvingly at him and said that he did a good job, and you had to go. He stopped you with a hand to your wrist and said he wants to repay you. You rose an eyebrow and he went to say to let him join your adventures.

 

"You're a traveler yes? I noticed your hat but I don't see a marine ship. Are you a special division than or are you retired? But you have to have a ship. Can I join your crew?" Jet asked with one breath, swiping at his white button shirt and tie and black pants to get rid of the dust as you stared. His eyes seeming to sparkle a deep blue, seeming like sapphire you took note. "I don't really...that is, I don't have anything really tying me down here anymore. Now that I know my town will be safe, I can go with you right away!"

 

Your eyes widened as your blood started pounding in your ears.

 

A crew?

 

He wants to join you?

 

...

 

No.

 

No, he mustn't. What you have done, will cause enemies to come for you. If they aren't already. And although a part of you said you have allies, you pushed it down and away. The last thing you want is to be a burden. He doesn't even know. He doesn't know yet, the newspaper hasn't arrived with the news.

 

You swiped your hand away.

 

"No." You said coldly as you walked away back to your ship(boat/raft). You will sound pathetic if you called your carrier a ship.

 

"I won't accept anyone but you as my Captain!" Jet yelled with clenched fists, his blue eyes showing a strong glint. Determination to repay you for your kindness. A stranger doing what no one else could. "I'll follow you anywhere you go!"

 

You scoffed.

 

Yeah right.

 

Jet seemed to be determined though, since he got some of the village to give you even more Beli's and rations in thanks. For free as you just looked at all the stuff in your arms in bewilderment before glancing at the determined ravenette who had his lips quirked up.

 

...he might become an annoying little bugger, you thought. Before quickly leaving as the announcer, that apologized to you for calling you a female dog and was obviously trying to scam you, warned you that Ripper called HQ and is gathering other marines that weren't as corrupt to you.

 

So much for you resting in a bed. But, you saw Jet running towards you atop your boat as you sweatdropped and quickly untied your ropes to the dock, you have no time for this.

 

You smirked when you kicked off your boat in the dock, Jet glaring at you atop your boat as you waved.

 

"See ya, Jet! Find someone else to hound! Although," your smirk turned mischievous and playful as you pulled your eyelid down, mocking as Jet stared blankly in confusion. "I like your style, try not to get all cowardly on me and keep showing others who's boss!" You than waved with both arms like a madwoman as Jet watched.

 

You're pretty weird, Jet thought but felt himself pulled to wave back although he's already planning to see you soon. But I guess only weirdos like us are brave enough to speak.

 

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Fate brought Ripper a promotion—to an island to the East Blue where he traded an old tyrant to a new one with an axe. Until one day, the tyrant would be defeated and a storm will move again.

 

Justice is patient for one Nezumi, who was demoted and also to an island in the East Blue. Where greed will be overtaken by the smell of citrus.

 

Freedom though...well—

 

You have to see.

 

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"Why didn't you tell me you sold it?!" A blond man asked, goggles on his head in the city of water to the drinking stationmaster at the bar. Her only laughing as the blond man snapped. "Stop laughing like that! Where's the money? I was going to use it for the new casino that just opened."

 

"Nagagagaga! You and your bets, Paulie!" Kokoro laughed as Paulie flushed in embarrassment. "Why don't you ask our new mayor, Iceburg? Hear it's getting close for the announcement of the Galley-La company. That sounds nice."

 

Paulie shook the drunk woman's shoulder, panicking.

 

"Who cares about that?! Do you know what I had to do to get those parts for that raft? It wasn't even done yet! How did you even sell it to the buyer?"

 

Kokoro smiled knowingly as she leaned against the bat countertop, thinking of a brat who had a need to build great ships and loved Tom as if he—a Fishman—was his father.

 

"I have my ways."

 

"Don't act mysterious!"

 

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Doors to the Fleet Admiral's office slammed open. Sengoku didn't turn from gazing out the window, already knowing who it was. His goat obliviously eating some documents by his desk.

 

"Sengoku!" Garp panted, chest heaving as he stomped into his office, eyes wide and desperate. "Is it true...?! Tell me it isn't, it can't be! She wouldn't! She...!" Garp stopped himself, biting his lip harshly.

 

You wouldn't haven't even done the mission.

 

But this...this—

 

"They spotted her in an island called Gaising in the Grand Line. We have people heading over now—"

 

Sengoku felt his back be slammed, Garp's eyes narrowed as he scowled and held up his longtime friend by the collar.

 

"People? Who? It sure isn't me! Is it Smoker? Kuzan? Hina?" Sengoku stayed silent, eyes carefully blank as Garp tightened his hold on his friend. "What are you thinking?! Sending people who don't know her—you're treating her like a—"

 

"Criminal," Sengoku interrupted calmly and Garp felt like he got struck. "That's what she is now, Garp. I couldn't send those who were close to her, it would be counter productive to capture her otherwise. This will guarantee it at least."

 

"Or what?" Garp practically growled, bringing his face closer to his friend yet superior. "Think I—we would let her go? That we wouldn't wish to know what happened?! That—that damn mission is what happened! She should've came back to HQ years ago, she accomplished that mission and now—now—" Garp loosened his hold on his friend, stepping back onto the chair in front of Sengoku'a desk. The goat pausing between eating paper and making a sorrowful sound as Garp the Hero hid his face beneath a hand, feeling more weight of guilt and regret on his shoulders. He feel as if his back would give out. "...she was supposed to stay. Why didn't she just stay...?" Garp's voice broke at the last word.

 

Sengoku looked at his friend for a few more moments, sighing before walking over to the other chair by Garp instead of the one behind his desk. He's not speaking as his superior, Sengoku pulled the chair in front of Garp, but as a friend.

 

"...you wouldn't have been able to hold them off forever, Garp."

 

"I could've," Garp retorted sharply.

 

"No," Sengoku said firmly, putting a hand on the Vice Admiral's shoulder as he continued as kindly as he could. Garp always blames things on himself, he can't see him blaming himself for you too. "You couldn't. The Gorosei would've gotten her sooner or later than—it probably wouldn't have been as kind either compared to how she joined Cipher Pol. There's nothing you could have done."

 

"Nothing...?" Garp lifted his face from his hand, instead his eyes meeting Sengoku's as the Fleet Admiral's eyes widened at Garp's twisted expression. "Nothing?! Don't give me those shitty excuses, Sengoku! Nothing is those in that damn island—that cursed island that makes legends and end them—who spoke of a child like she was a demon. Alone! With no one there besides just another kid! How long was she there before Smoker showed up?! Alone, alone and fighting for food and drinks and trying to prove to others she's no demon!"

 

Garp's eyes looked strained as his deep brows went down and Sengoku really sees how old they both must look now—wrinkles of anguish on his friend's face.

 

"Do you know...what she first said to me...?" Garp asked thickly, brittle. "Her first few words after I was searching for a pirate the town was complaining about, only for said pirate to not exist, just a little girl. She asked me, genuinely asked me, if I was there to arrest her for being born." Garp's eyes sharpened as Sengoku could only stare, feeling his own brows furrow and chest clench at the words. "A child should not worry about whether they should be born or not! They should just live day by day, without any worries besides punching a tiger and falling in ravines!"

 

Sengoku sweatdropped at the last bit but stayed silent as Garp's gaze dropped to his hands.

 

"You raised her, Garp," Sengoku said, squeezing the Vice admiral's shoulder. "You were her role model, despite how she acted. Or how you did. I know what I saw when you first brought her in and she was looking around here as if in a dream and you looking like you helped achieve it." Garp can see that scene right now, your prideful stubbornness gone with your mouth wide and eyes shining as you looked up at the HQ. He laughed at you saying a fly will go up your mouth. Only for you to not use that endless sass of yours, only able to stare and keep staring, eyes everywhere while Garp just watched as your hands shook. Only to stop when he put a hand on your shoulder. You called him a sentimental old man, but it sounded warbled. He gave you a Fist of Love for that, and if it was softer than usual you didn't say anything. "I understand why this may be hard for you. But... it's already happening. We can't risk knowledge being spread to others—from us or the World Government."

 

"She wouldn't," Garp defended.

 

"We don't know that, no proof anyways," Sengoku quickly corrected at Garp's sharp look. "And they especially won't. You know how severe defection's are, Garp. This...won't end well."

 

It was silent for a moment. Sengoku's goat clotted to where they were and pushed his head against Sengoku's knee.

 

"Tell me, Sengoku." Garp began, quietly, staring at his clenched fists and feeling as if every family he has breaks apart in his hands like ashes. As if it was never meant to be. "This feeling, is it like what happened with Rocinate?"

 

Sengoku's face twisted, but he stayed quiet as he pulled his hand away.

 

Family, whether by blood or bond or son or daughter or granddaughter to grandson, always has pain. There's love and hope and despair but also dreams and laughs—yet pain is always present somehow.

 

Garp the Hero just has rotten luck with his.

 

Please (Y/N), Garp pleaded, Please just stay away, please just live a quiet life somewhere where we won't find you. As long as you're alive.

 

Garp knew though, that being quiet was never you. And you preferred living than surviving. Like him, in a way.

 

It broke him all the same.

 

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You have no idea where you are.

 

You were sprawled atop your boat, arms and legs out due to the heat of the sun baring down on you—you could only think it was hot. Your buster sword silent on your side—it would be uncomfortable if it was on your back—along with Karasu as your cap helped shadow your face against the sun's rays.

 

You have no clue where Shanks might be. It's not like you asked before you had him accomplish that favor of escorting you to the outskirts of Marine HQ.

 

You might've been reckless with your plan—but all the best plans are the last minute ones. Yours just happen to be at the last second instead.

 

You're just special like that, you suppose.

 

You lifted yourself up once you heard an exasperated voice call you idiot, sighing as you sat cross legged and stared at seagulls that flew above you.

 

If they think they're gonna eat you, they have another thing coming. The last thing that's gonna eat me is a tiny seagull of all things.

 

No, it would have to be something far more great than a seagull. You wouldn't hear the end of it from Garp if a seagull took you down, his head lifted back as he laughed with tears going down his face at the news that a beach vulture did you in. Although you suppose you wouldn't hear anything, being dead.

 

You shook your head, frustrated.

 

"Ugh! I'm going crazy! It's your fault!" You pointed at the sun and the birds wildly, the sun continuing what it's made to do which was shine bright as the bird's looked down at your commotion before gazing at each other as they flew. One bird used a wing momentarily, twirling it by his head and you squawked at the action as if you were a bird yourself as the seagulls laughed. "DON'T MOCK ME! I WON'T HESITATE TO EAT YOU!"

 

The birds weren't threatened.

 

A plop of wet goo landed on your combat boot. You doing a double take and your teeth turned sharp, hand on a dull Karasu as you felt your anger spike as they laughed.

 

"DON'T SHIT ON ME!" Was your only warning before you slashed at the birds. Their eyes popping out of their sockets as they barely dodged the slash towards them—two of them getting their feathers cut due to the action and them quickly flying away—pathetically—in a dash as you huffed with a fist. "AND STAY AWAY!"

 

You glanced at your boot, taking it off and smelling a whiff of it as you gagged.

 

"Ugh! It's worse than Hattori's!" You silently put the boot in the water over the railing of your boat until the white was gone, placing it back in your foot before you placed an elbow to the railing, hand to your cheek as you looked at the horizon. "Now, where was I?"

 

Ah, yes.

 

Which animal was worthy of causing your end.

 

Birds are out.

 

As well as those rabbit things—Lapins. Not cool enough.

 

Tigers no. Teeth unimpressive.

 

Bears no. Same reason.

 

You suppose Sea Beasts are alright. They're pretty big. As well as Sea Kings.

 

Your eyes brightened, an idea flashing in your mind.

 

"Shanks mentioned that kid! In the East Blue! Maybe he went back there," you rationalized as you moved your sails slightly and headed to where you needed to go, you have nothing to lose. It's been several days since you leaving Gaising and you're not closer at all to where you think the red hair would be. Surely going to your home Blue will be alright. "Just gotta cross the Calm Belt. There can't be that many Sea Kings that'll get in my way."

 

You always sailed in a marine ship though, who had sea stones at the bottom when you and Garp would go on the Calm Belt. He took you once without sea stones though, the crew nearly having a heart attack at the amount of Sea Kings and Garp just punching them with a laugh—Bogard did his best to hold you back from slashing them. You managed to get one. Apparently Sea King meat is pretty good.

 

You'll be fine.

 

Sea Kings the size of islands are rare.

 

Once you reached the Calm Belt, you took out the paddles for the raft since no wind will come for the sail. You humming as you paddled without a worry, just gotta cross the belt here and than you'll be in the East Blue and than you can find Shanks so you can—

 

Bump.

 

You focused your eyes in front blinking.

 

"Ah?" You paddled but didn't move, not seeming to register the large white head with spikes and blue stripes with looming eyes staring at you. "I don't have time for this, I have to—" Bump. "—get to—" Bump. "Shanks—" Bump. Bump. Bump.

 

The Sea King's head seemed to throb with a vein, opening it's hefty jaw with teeth five times the size of your boat as it roared.

 

Saliva landed on your form, you looking down in disgust and shaking your arms.

 

"Blegh! What the hell—" You stared as you felt the sun disappear and only pink flesh start to go around you. "OH SHIT!"

 

You quickly put your legs in the water, using Geppo against the water to go to the side and your foot just grazing a scaled head as it went down under water—your skin paling as you quickly got up on your boat again.

 

Not good, not good, not good!

 

The boat lurched under your feet, you nearly stumbling from the loss of balance. You looked down, your eyes round. You were several dozens of feet in the air, above another Sea King's head that was pink and had red pincers around its jaws.

 

"I don't have time for this!" You complained, buster sword in hand and Karasu to your hip as you stomped your raft. "Hey! Choose someone else to eat! I'm not interested!"

 

The Sea King's head you were on, moved its battleship sized eyes towards your little huffy form.

 

"YEAH! YOU HEARD ME!" You pointed Kuroi ten'nosabaki at the Sea King, others around it looking up at what a meat sized fog is saying on their brethren's head. "I'M GOING TO BE THE STRONGEST WOMAN IN THE WORLD SO CHOOSE SOMEONE ELSE TO EAT!"

 

The Sea King huffed, and shook its head. Your raft getting off it as if you were an annoying flea and you were falling. Your stomach tickling at the sensation, a subconscious laugh leaving your lips only to abruptly stop when you met jaws once more.

 

You gritted your teeth, eyes narrowed under your cap and patience gone as you clenched your buster sword that vibrated in attention in your hand.

 

"Leave!" You commanded firmly, brazenly.

 

The jaw paused, closing as the white Sea King with its blue stripes stared at you with a question mark. Spotting your imposing gaze that did not falter under the threat of being eaten, not faltering as you stood firm with heavenly power in your hand and a mocking darkness to your hip. Even as gravity took its course to force you back below and a bandage barely hanging on to your cheek.

 

The Sea King faltered, sweating only to gain more perspiration that isn't scientifically possible as your frown deepened.

 

The Sea King rather not handle this right now. So, he turned and moved to bolt.

 

You blinked, tilting your head before having your feet straight as your raft met the waves once more. Your feet meeting the wood with it, only to see where the escaping Sea King was headed.

 

"What—! HEY! I'm going that way!" The Sea King didn't look back because why would it, you're clearly insane. Your eyes darted around the raft as the other handful of Sea King's opened their jaws for you, spotting what you need with a triumphant smirk. Grabbing onto the rope and making a quick tie, you looking up as your lips quirked. "I'm going to hitch a ride, okay?!"

 

And so you threw the rope, the rope encircling around one of the Sea King's spikes on it's back close to its head.

 

The Sea King felt a mosquito, looking back only to sputter, seeing you were attached and your raft moving speedily behind the creature as you waved in thanks as it's brothers and sisters roared at it for stealing their meal.

 

The Sea King turned back, moving faster and side to side but you didn't let go even as it bucked you up and down in the air as you screamed in a mix of excitement and amazement.

 

You're riding a Sea King.

 

Way better than being eaten.

 

That was, of course, before your raft was launched forward in the air with a hand to your mast in a speed where your eyes were dry along with your open laughing mouth. The Sea Kings seeing you become a mere dot till you sparkles from existence.

 

A few miles away from said event, an island stood still fresh of blood from war that has spread to its last natural now murderous inhabitants. A golden gaze with a thousand mile stare, quite literally and actually sharply, watching said event meet its conclusion before turning back towards the newspaper in hand. The large night on his back glinting under their new residence despite the fog.

 

How hard can a newly independent dog bite?

 

Harshly, if you have anything to say about it. But you didn't, since you flew for awhile over open seas due to a Sea King launching you until you harshly landed at a pier. You blacking out momentarily from the force only to open your (e/c) eyes and meet a circle of heads over your sprawled form with warm bright smiles even though you broke their pier.

 

"Hello!" A old man with a cane, smiling wide as your eyes criss crossed at the walking stick to your face. "Welcome to Karé, home of the best spices second only to the Gourmet Island in the Grand Line—Pucci! But first in our curry!"

 

"You said it was third, Ojii-san," a young girl with spiky red hair innocently added with a raise of her hand above you. "Maybe fourth if you count the whole world instead of where we are."

 

The old man carried on, hurriedly.

 

"We're glad to see you here—we've been waiting for a marine to show up for our little problem. You seem capable despite breaking our only pier, but I don't judge. Just call for backup okay?"

 

"It's not a little problem, Ojii-san," the young girl with the spiky red hair and a large mouth apparently due to how the old man's lips thinned into a forced smile. "Didn't you say it was a big problem since the pirates are under a Yonko?"

 

You rose your brows up.

 

Yonko?

 

You moved to get up, only to be stopped by a cane to your nose as the old man drew near to you. Desperate eyes looking to your bewildered ones.

 

"Ah, ah, ah! Have to help us first! Than curry—the best you'll ever taste!"

 

"Third best," the young girl corrected, only for the old man to block said girl with a thin smile on his face. And a cane still to your nose as you blankly stared.

 

You and your run ins with crazy old men.

 

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In a ship, filled with different soldiers of different ranks moving to and fro—there was one in his quarters. Head bowed, fists clenched around a newspaper and the stench of cigars filling the room as well as handful of used ones upon the ash tray of the desk.

 

You broke your promise.

 

It was all he could think, in a cycle. A memory of an embarrassing song with pinkies and your smile wide with a dream just as large along with his. It was if it was in front of him instead of the wooden floor that had some nails bent and wood chipped—if he concentrated enough, he could smell the scent of grass and of rich earth that would be carried in the breeze.

 

Smoker stayed there for a long time.

 

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I debated going longer but MAN, this is already a huge chapter!

 

I was having too much fun with everyone. From crazy dugong—I mean mermaid—Kokoro and Chimney and Gonbe to Jabra. (I am not explaining a certain man's reasoning, because he won't either. Figure the Zoan out yourself!)

 

Quite enjoyable. I guess I like doing character studies for everybody—it might keep happening cause I can't help it!

 

You have a long journey, of course I can't cover EVERYTHING! Six years is a long time! Some events may end in mystery or it might be full detail! Who knows?!

 

Also, hope you guys caught Silver Blood is a little off. Silver Blood freshly defected is quite different from the one we know now! As well as your/her younger self!

 

Don't worry! You'll see!

 

Or if you're like Garp and Smoker—WORRY A LOT.

 

Anyways, enjoy~

 

If you see any mistakes, point them out!

 

Reminder that I'm re-editing as well! Gonna add more details when I can to chapters I already published!

 

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FANART CORNER

 

ANYWAYS! HOPE YA'LL ENJOYED!!

Notes:

**Tekkai: Iron Body. Defense technique taught by the marines where your body turns hard like iron.

 

**Soryu: Shave. Where you can move in an instant flash in a burst of high speed. Taught and learned normally by marines.

 

**Geppo: Moon Walk. A move where it appears you're jumping in midair, when it's just the strength of your legs moving quickly and touching the ground that keeps you upright. You often used this when you're on your small boat so you can go faster on sea. Taught and learned normally by marines.

 

**Kamisori: literally meaning "Razor": A combination of Geppo and Soryu, where one uses Soryu in a zigzag motion in midair, allowing extremely fast movements in three dimensions. Other CP9 agents have also shown to use this technique or a similar one allowing them to move through the air at great speed. Can be used for Kamisori to cut through enemies while utilizing its high-speed movements.

 

**Gaising: a Grand Line island that was littered with palm trees all around, the coconut water always fresh. Until several days ago, was controlled and abused by marine forces.

 

**Karé: meanings—dear, friend. A stew of beef or oxtail in peanut sauce. Famous for their spices and a relatively small island.

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VOTES~

 

Main Pairings

Shanks: 185

Mihawk:167

Crocodile:67

Doflamingo: 66

Smoker: 80

Lucci: 61

 

Side Pairings

Kaku: 17

Paulie: 8

Buggy: 14

Chapter 122: Lost and Confused

Summary:

Where there is pride and there is Pride.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

It didn't take long for the old man to somehow gather all the strength he had by dragging you, the islanders drawing their attention back to a lightly colored house that looked to be painted a pale yellow or a beige color. ( although you would call it more of a modest yet large hut due to  the strong yet sturdy looking roofing. ) Some of the other houses had intricate symbols, no, symbols isn't the right word. They looked more like patterns with triangles and swirls inside of diamond shapes and thin lines. Your gaze flicked over the buildings, the old man started explaining you were going to the main building called the Wharenui. The houses kept catching your eye, especially when  you finally reached this Wharenui, your eyes grew round.

 

"Wow!"

 

The old man grinned, wrinkles and all as he nodded at the building. The roof was red, the roofing being more obvious due to the roof practically framing the front of the building and the front door. Atop the roof at the point was what looked like to be a warrior figurine with a sword, the walls along the side having some carvings into it as well from animals to weapons to plants. Even the door frame had those similar patterns from earlier, the art impressing you with the intricate detail. You can perfectly tell the cicada carving from where you were, from its large wings to each spot that represents their eyes. 

 

"Impressive, yes? This is one of our proudest works, besides our curry of course." The young girl who you met earlier—you believe she was called Azu— all loud mouthed and blunt with spiky red hair that shows she didn't brush it said flatly their curry is third best. The old man ignored her. Putting a hand to a pillar with the carvings, covering a fierce looking boar. "We are an island of tradition. Proud of our ancestors in whatever they have in the past. And each carving represents that we remember them. The boar is my personal favorite."

 

You looked at the boar, walking closer to the Wharenui, blinking as you leaned in. Looking at all the other carvings that were engraved into the wood with love and precision.

 

"A boar? Isn't the lion cooler?" You pointed at the one all the way at the top of the wooden pillar, the animal's face in a roar and posture proud as it did it with fangs flashing. 

 

Azu waved an arm towards you, pointedly looking at the old man.

 

"See? Even the weird marine lady thinks Raiona is cooler than crazy Koki."

 

Eh? Weird? What did I do?

 

Before you thought much on it, the old man slammed the end of his cane down, face firm as he stared down at Azu.

 

"Don't talk like that! Kokori did a lot for this island more than that foolish bullheaded Raiona!" Azu was silent, face in a deep frown as she looked down and at the side. The old man's voice softened somewhat, sighing. "Raiona only thought of war. But Kokiri—Kokiri was the one that put us on the map. We are an island of spices and should focus only on the art of making others smile! Not create destruction. Do you understand, Azu?"

 

Azu was silent, only nodding as she continued to stare at the ground, brows furrowed.

 

The old man sighed again, before throwing you an airy smile, eyes curious.

 

"I may have to agree with Azu however, Marine. You came out of nowhere. Where's your warship with the rest of your crew?" Unbeknownst to you, a figure came from the back of the Wharenui, leaning against the wooden walls as they listened stoically. "Did you perhaps volunteer to scout ahead?"

 

"Oh, uh. No." You were sweat dropping, hand scratching the back of your head as you laughed sheepishly. "I kind of just got thrown here." Azu's and the old man's face morphed into confusion but you kept going, dropping your hand as you stared at them with interest. "But you guys mentioned a Yonko? What exactly is happening? I can still help."

 

This can still work out. Maybe Shanks is here after all! Wait, what sea are you in again? 

 

The old man didn't seem interested in talking to you about that yet though, him pulling your arm once more.

 

"We can get to that later, young marine."

 

You raised a disbelieving brow as the man tugged you around. 

 

"We can?"

 

"Yes, we have to show you the island first! You know, our curry is famous for our use of nutmeg."

 

"It's not," Azu pointed out quite unhelpfully. "We're more famous for being third than being famous for that, Ojii-san."

 

The old man's smile turned strained as a small sweatdrop went down the back of your head.

 

This might be a long day.

 

The figure that stood by the Wharenui kept their stoic eyes on your form, wary. Before they disappeared into the forest, the bandages on their fist tight. 

 

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Or maybe not at all.

 

Instead of bringing you into the Wharenui, which you thought was the old man's home due to the amazing size and beauty, you were brought into a humble sized house with straw roofing. Although this one did appear a tad bigger than the others, and the use of clay for the house seemed to be a different kind as you looked around. Sitting at the dining room table made completely from wood, along with the rest of the kitchen when it came to the shelves. The table you sat in was small, Kuroi ten'nosabaki being on the wall behind you so you can sit more comfortably, chairs squeezed close together of four with yours having to be brought in from the living room. 

 

The kitchen made up the majority of the house.

 

The counter was stone and it was sleek, although now it was covered by pots and pans and plates with ingredients you can't begin to name. You just waited and watched in interest at seeing the old man prep with Azu nearby to hand him tools or ingredients. Knife cutting, water boiling, fire burning and spices beginning to tickle your nose.

 

You don't quite remember the last time you had a home cooked meal. Outside what Kokoro messily gave you at her house, you haven't had one in years. The Tower at Enies Lobby having their own cafeteria and having that kind of food doesn't really count. And campfire food doesn't count either. Whatever Garp would try to make is too embarrassing to even call home cooked.

 

Your throat felt oddly tight for some reason recalling those memories. You ignored it.

 

Your stomach gurgled, craving clear.

 

The old man—which you figured out his name was Mayor after the villagers kept calling him that ( weird name )—threw you an amused look as he stirred.

 

"Hungry, are you? Don't fret, the food will be ready soon. But it's really my son that we need to finish this off. Actually, where is that young man—" The door to the house opened, your eyes turning towards it in attention but instead of a young man, it was a young girl who looked over at Mayor and Azu with a smile—red hair to match except it being lighter and it being wavy instead of spiky like Azu. She looked like she was in her early twenties. "Ah! Aiko! Have you seen your brother?"

 

"Ah?" The young woman's voice was quiet yet crisp, perfectly content as she further went into the house and put down a basket she was holding of fruits and vegetables onto an open space on the kitchen counter. "I thought I saw him earlier. The bonfire is tonight so I figured he was out helping gather the wood for it."

 

A brow arched as you turned towards the woman called Aiko, her wavy hair framing her face with a band that was red, black and white above it in her hair, said hair going down up to her bare tanned shoulders, her dress having thin straps holding it up while the pattern on it was different colored thick lines. You couldn't help but observe that she seemed to have a kind face.

 

"Bonfire?"

 

Aiko turned to you, mouth forming an "o" as she put a hand to it from surprise.

 

"Oh my! A guest!" Her eyes, which you took note of, were an interesting shade of orange mixed with red, squinted at you. "And a marine? Ah, are you here to help us? Please say you are! They just keep coming back no matter what we do and we can't handle them anymore!"

 

Your brows furrowed, frowning at her words.

 

That doesn't sound like Shanks...

 

Before you could get further into that, Mayor quietly shushed her, saying that no daughter of his should be worried. And before you could even question that(what age did he have her anyways? Fifty? Why does he look so old?), the old man explained briefly the importance of their bonfire atop the cliff at the edge of the island.

 

"We're a proud country, and so we now must celebrate it! We dance around the fire and have our drums while we throw our spices into the fire. It's so our ancestors can smell it too, when the smoke crackles and the fire collects and goes up to the sky..." Mayor smiled, eyes proud and distant and wrinkling around the edges. It made him look younger, you think. "They can still feel like they're home. They just have to smell it."

 

Home, you repeat, gaze lowering to the grains of the table your arms were casually leaning on. Just smell it, huh? 

 

For a moment, you felt as if instead of your nose being tickled with spices, you smelled wood and earth instead. Of reassurance and love and smiles  and words you'll never forget as the flicker of vanilla could be sensed.

 

You tasted salt. Even though there was none.

 

Azu comes over to you, whispering loudly into your ear by cupping her hand around her mouth.

 

"It is pretty cool. The fire gets really big."

 

You snapped out of it, half smiling as you made a noise of interest as Azu nodded. This is the most impassioned you've seen the girl you think, as she spoke of the bonfire and the amount of food they have to pile on where it's bigger than any of their houses. How it can be seen from every part of the island and it smells the greatest that night. You were listening, a hand to your chin as your smile slowly grew at how Azu's eyes seemed to gleam in excitement while Mayor and Aiko watched with fond smiles. 

 

The door opened again, your eyes turning away in interest as Mayor greeted...his son?

 

You stared. 

 

The son couldn't be any older than Aiko, also in his early or mid twenties at the latest. His red hair seemed to be the darkest out of the whole family, and definitely a darker shade than Shanks. His bangs framed his bandaged covered forehead, appearing like silk with how straight it looked. His attire was different from the other villagers too. While some of the men went bare chested to proudly show their intricate tattoos and only had flax kilts on their waist with a belt to hold, and others would cover it with a thick  feather cape over their shoulders like what Mayor is doing, this man chose a different approach. Instead of the use of flax or fur, his clothes seemed to be more of cotton or polyester quality, the color being black and almost seeming to have a high collar. His arms were uncovered, the shirt being a messy sort of tank top where he seemed to rip the sleeves of what was previously a sleeved shirt. Bandages covering from his hands to his biceps, looking a little worn. His legs being covered by black pants and with that, you're sure he is the most covered up you've seen in this village.

 

He doesn't have tattoos, you observe quietly, glancing between Aiko who had the diamond line patterns on some parts of her face and some on her wrists to the young man again, focusing on his bandaged arms. Not anything out anyways. 

 

Weird, since everyone seems to proudly show it.

 

You glanced back up at the young man, to notice he's been stoically staring at you. Eyes carefully blank and hard to read.

 

You paused, jaw loosening a pinch. 

 

He looks like Lucci.

 

Your mind flashed with dark eyes, that was akin to a dead fish when you first joined CP9 years ago and held back a displeased shudder.

 

I hate that look. He doesn't seem to like me. 

 

"I like you," the young man said flatly and your eyes popped out of your head.

 

"WHAT?!"

 

Mayor looked at his son(Seriously, how does that work? His kids look too young!) disapprovingly over his shoulder, letting go of the cooking utensil.

 

"Zuko! Don't be rude! This marine is going to help us with those poauau pirates!" Zuko didn't look over at his father, only staring at your gobsmacked face with that intense quiet look. "We have to show her respect. She's a marine! They finally answered our letters for help and sent her to us from Marine HQ. So we must show her the Karé hospitality! Which we're famous for by the way." Mayor added pleasantly while looking at you. 

 

Azu, who moved from helping her grandpa appeared behind you on the chair with a mild frown, sipping tea calmly.

 

"We're not actually. Oh, and matua kēkē Zuko says he likes people but actually he doesn't. He actually only likes people if he says I don't like you, instead." Azu explained, not paying attention to Mayor's tight smile at her words of how not famous their island is while Aiko threw her brother a frown as Zuko continued to stare at you. "It's strange. But it's okay. He cooks well."

 

How does one have to do with the other? You think with a mild sweatdrop as you glanced at her before focusing back on the cherry colored hair man.

 

So you were right. He doesn't like you. 

 

You wonder why? 

 

"Is that true?" Zuko questioned, tone neutral as your brows furrowed. "You came from Marine HQ? They sent you?"

 

"I'm here to help," you say, resolute. "It would help if you guys told me which Yonko and what division too actually—"

 

"No time!" Mayor cut in, appearing before you with the end of his cane to your face as your eyes crossed at it. He turned towards Zuko. "Zuko! Show the Karé hospitality!"

 

Zuko was silent in his answer, instead going to the kitchen counter and picking up a large stirring spoon. That's where the magic happened, your eyes focusing on the way his arms and hands seemed to move quickly. From putting spices to stirring, to finishing up chopping and preparing the meat for searing. And, you observe Zuko's face and see how his flat lips looked a tad more relaxed along with the rest of his expression, he looks happy doing this. In his element. 

 

By the time he finished, Aiko, Azu and Mayor moved to sit by you—all your knees touching or parts of legs due to his close the chairs. Azu seemed to shift excitedly in her seat although she tried not to be while Aiko smiled fondly down at her.

 

"Have you ever had curry?" Mayor questioned in interest, as Zuko put bowls in front of you. The smell wafting to your nose and making your mouth water at all the scents of cumin, ginger, garlic and pepper and plenty of other scents you can't place. The sight was beautiful too. The colors were vibrant due to the peppers you could see. From red to green and you think you see celery as well. "Not many other countries or islands I know of have it as their signature dish. But you must've traveled a lot."

 

"I have." You answer distantly, trying to hold back your drool as you pick up a wooden spoon and stare at the bowl in front of you. "Travel I mean." you took a spoonful, and watched the liquid and the glistening colors on it, fascinated. "I don't think so. I don't quite remember everything I ate but I feel like I would remember this. Ah," you stared up at Zuko, who stood above you by the table, his face staying neutral as he met your gaze. You put the spoon back, and put your hands together in a loud clap, your head bowing. "Thank you for the food!"

 

Zuko's eyes rounded a pinch. But you didn't pay attention, you just dug in. Your eyes gleaming at the wonderful flavors bouncing in your mouth.

 

"Ah! It's good!" Azu stared at you, pointing at her chin. You used the back of your hand, catching some stray curry and licking it before going in again. Not paying much attention as Azu stared at you with a baffled face and her mutter that your napkin was right there. Mayor looked proud though, while Aiko's kind face formed into a bright expression as she laughed softly behind her hand. Zuko maintains his quiet stare at your sitting form as you eat his meal enthusiastically. You finished the dish, clean and done with a content smile on your face as you stared up at the man. "Thanks again! You're a pretty good cook by the way. Is all your curry like that?"

 

Zuko stayed silent but Azu answered for him as she tugged your sleeve. You look down at her and spot her prideful expression.

 

"Matua kēkē Zuko is one of the best at the island! If not the best. He's one of the ones like Ojii-san with the most of our ancestral tattoos and he gets to have their—"

 

"Azu." Zuko cut in, Azu freezing at his tone as he minutely shook his head. "No."

 

He turned around, looking as if he was about to leave. As he did, you noticed the back of his black shirt, there was a symbol of what looked like a soaring raven with its wings spread out with that diamond and thick lined pattern to outline it. Karasu glinted in interest at your hip. 

 

Once he was out the door, Mayor let out a sigh, a hand to his face. Azu looking down with a bitten lip and having let go of your sleeve.

 

"That boy...Sorry about that." Mayor gave you an apologetic smile, straightening and shifting in his seat. His shoulders looked heavy all of a sudden, you think. Aiko put an arm towards Azu, giving her shushed words of comfort. "You're probably wondering what that was about. You see," the old man lifted the fur around his shoulders, showcasing the many tattoos upon his person. You could spot the boar that you saw earlier in that building, as well as others. "This isn't just to look and showcase our famous beauty—" Azu, still hurt, stayed silent. Making Mayor momentarily frown but kept going. "It's not just for pride either. Although my son has made it all about his. We can seek our chosen ancestor's tattoos guidance. But it's only for their chosen dominion. And others only get to only have one or two ancestral tattoos. But since I'm the island's leader..."

 

"You get to have more," you quietly realized, looking in awe at the tattoos. "Guidance? Does that mean you hear voices in your head?"

 

Hopefully not like mine, you think with an internal wince. Although maybe it's just a part of me that I can't seem to get rid of...like an opposite of a conscience. I just want to be like Shanks.

 

Mayor snorted while Azu threw you a disbelieving look.

 

"Are you stupid?" 

 

"Hah?" 

 

"Don't be rude, Azu." Aiko shushed, hand going through Azu's spiky hair. Aiko gave you an apologizing smile. "Don't mind my daughter. As you could tell before, she's quite blunt. She says what's on her mind as it comes."

 

You waved it off.

 

"She's fine. I was like that when I was younger too." You thought of harsh words and scowls towards an old hero, of curses and being picked up by the collar and a hit to the head in reprimand. You swallowed, eyes momentarily hidden beneath your cap before looking back up at the old man. "What do you mean by that?"

 

Mayor explained briefly. How it was more of a feeling from the ancestor, a quiet guidance than just a voice in their head. It was like an instinct that got turned on they never knew was there or existed before they asked the ancestor. However, only certain ancestral tattoos can be on at a time.

 

"As you can see," Mayor pointed to the tattoo of the boar, similar to what was seen in the Wharenui. With diamonds and thick lines and thin lines and all filling in the outline of the tattoo making up the shape of the animal. "This is of Kokiri—our first founders. If not the first. Things get hazy when we spread our history orally. Kokiri helped me numerous times, but I can't hear him anymore. Not since my son got his tattoo when he was young."

 

"And Raiona," Azu cut in, quietly upon her mother's lap. Mayor and you glancing at her as your brows furrowed before turning your attention back to the serious elder.

 

"Why don't you like Raiona?"

 

Mayor's face darkened, his wrinkles apparent and seeming to grow as he tightened his hold atop the handle of his cane.

 

"Raiona wanted to be the best by force. He wanted to show the whole world that only Karé can be asked for spices. By making sure no one else had any." 

 

Well, that's one way of doing it you guess. 

 

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"Raiona, stop!" A rose colored haired man with a heavily tattooed right arm, diamonds and triangles and thick lines until it circled a boar at his shoulder shouted, sunset eyes distressed as he held a spear. "This isn't the way! By doing this, you're signing other people's deaths! People who have nothing to do with this!"

 

"Than let it be so, Kokiri!"  The deep scarlet haired man replied. Hair wild and long similar to a mane, eyes set and expression firm as he stood with his back turned towards the troubled Kokiri who tightened his hold on his spear. Raiona turned his head towards him, eyes shadowed and spear straight, the tip glinting along with the man's sunrise for eyes, the tattoos on Raiona's face on making him look more threatening as his cheeks had sharp teeth to go with the lion upon the rest of his face. "We can't let any of those foreigners treat us like this! Or our pride of Karé. If you get in my way...than...you are on the wrong side of history, you soft fool. You'll kill us all. "

 

"Raiona, no!"

 

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"Raiona...he did this?" Kokiri's eyes held grief as he looked around, jaw tight as he saw the bloodied bodies on the ground. Supplies were scrapped and the short rose colored hair brushed the man's shoulders with three braids on the side of his face as he tilted his head down, tightening the hold of his spear until he felt like he can get blood flowing to it back. It didn't work. "This can't be...this isn't the pride of Karé...this isn't what we're meant to be...! Damn it, Raiona!"

 

"What are we going to do, rangatira?" A tribesman called him chief respectfully as Kokiri's expression was shadowed and his back towards the tribesman. "He's...doing what's best for our people. If not, others would try to get us instead—"

 

Before the tribesman finished speaking, he was already trying to recover from the floor. Hand to aching chin and cheek that throbbed as the tribesman winced, the peaceful Kokiri's form over him, face twisted.

 

"Don't you dare say that! Who are we to judge what others would do before it happens? This isn't the Karé way! Our pride is not from stealing others lifework of creating dishes that define them. That is not our way! We," Kokiri took a breath, eyes with hues of orange and red similar to when the sun finishes it's magnificence for the day to the west narrowed and ablaze. "Are a proud people!" 

 

The tribesman that helped the one that was injured by raising him up and the others looked at each other than back at the huffing Kokiri. Silence consuming.

 

"Than," another spoke, hesitant and unsure, "w-what are you going to do about Raiona, rangatira?"

 

Kokiri's eyes tightened, appearing stricken before he looked away, eyes on an empty turned over basket on what appeared to be nutmeg dusted on the grass.

 

"I don't know." 

 

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"You...you foolish Koki...! Do you know what you've...you've done..?!"

 

Blood drips and pants and huffs could be heard as red gathered. The lion lay bleeding, the boar's tusks tainted.

 

"You forced my hand, Rai...you...why did you do all this?"

 

"You wouldn't understand! You're not out there! You...have not seen what's been happening you stupid Koki! I am trying to save us!"

 

"No," Kokiri saidwobbly and tired and filled with grief. "You ruined us." 

 

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"He got power hungry and twisted. He shouldn't be on that wall and praised if you ask me. Who knows what else was lost in history. What else he did. Zuko got both Raiona's and Kokiri's tattoos and ever since then when he was able to hear and be guided by them, he's covered them. Refusing to use them or display either of them. Wanting to not use our ancestors' guidance and wanting to use his own experience and knowledge. Must've been due to whatever Raiona said if you ask me. That blasted lion...I don't understand how Kokiri did nothing about Raiona. Him and Raiona were of the time before the Void Century after all."

 

Your eyes rounded, jaw dropping as your brows rose.

 

"Before the Void Century...?! Do you guys have information from people back then? With those tattoos?"

 

This isn't good. People who know about that time? No matter how little, if the World Government finds out about this...

 

A small sweat went down your temple, your blood pumping. 

 

How often have they sent those letters? For help? How much did they say in those letters about the island?

 

Are those pirates that have been terrorizing them...even pirates...?!

 

Mayor continued, raising a brow at you and your reaction as his only response.

 

"We are an old island. Small too. I imagine that's why it took Marine HQ so long to get to us. We can be hard to find despite us being in the weakest sea in the East Blue." Your gaze rose at that. You are in the East Blue! "I suppose the currents around us can be difficult to maneuver. But lucky for us you managed to get through!" Mayor said with a smile, cane tapping twice on the ground.

 

They're lucky no one else seems to have figured out their culture. Based on what this old man said, others seem to be aware of this country and their spices. But are ignorant of the customs and history.

 

If they did...

 

Hands that were red, coated with blood. Screams and cries. Fire. Explosions.

 

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"What happened in Ohara?" You ask Garp, youthful eight year old face in a frown. Knobby and scraped knees knocking together as you sat atop a log, one eye closed as Garp put bandages on your injured face from excessive training again. "Why did they use that thing?"

 

A young teen Smoker who was leaning against the tree of the deep forest within the island of Loguetown a few feet away from them, turned his gaze towards the quiet Garp in attention. His own brows deeper than usual as he held his staff, gone with the baseball bat and bruises upon his own person.

 

"They got scared," Garp said eventually, pausing on your now bandaged temple before planting his large hand atop your head, practically engulfing you but he was gentle. Soft. It was weird. His face had a heavy frown which made you even more confused. You didn't think he could look older.

 

You didn't like it.

 

"Scared? Of nerds? Don't they just read?" You remembered what the papers were saying. On this island filled with people who only read books were planning to destroy the government. Destroy everything. Of a little girl that's as old as you, stronger though. Able to destroy Marine warships. Your childlike eyes turning into deep bewilderment. Then turning into a deep frown, you recall what her poster looked like. What they said. What they're calling her. Devil Child.  It's very close to demon, you think as you swallow. "Did they deserve it?"

 

Garp's neck snapped up, hands moving to go to your shoulders as he knelt before you, grip tight but not painful. Your eyes widening as Smoker threw a look towards you, the hold on his crossed arms tightening around him as his jaw tightened. 

 

"Listen to me good and well, (Y/N)," Garp commanded, eyes tight and burning and expressive. "No one deserves anything! Especially something like that. Never. No matter how much a shit they are. Or if they're not! We..." His fingers went tight on your shoulders then slackened, his head bowing as he seemed to clench his jaw before raising it again. Deep tired brown eyes meeting your blinking (e/c) ones. "We don't get to decide something like that."

 

Smoker kept his narrowed gaze towards them, before closing it. Grip slightly loosening around his arms, instead, a hand twitching around the weapon he's chosen for now to use to protect. 

 

You didn't take your eyes off of Garp. Taking in his words as silence reigned for a few beats before you nodded. Garp's eyes relaxed as he put a hand on your head, before standing up.

 

"But," you couldn't help but say, Garp's eyes lowering to meet yours only to spot you were staring at the ground and your feet. "Why did they do it?"

 

You listened. Waiting. Waiting as Garp stood and thought. And thought. 

 

And than—

 

"I don't know," he eventually said, haggard and hand covering his ashamed expression. "I don't know."

 

You and Smoker both frowned before glancing at one another. It was only truly when you entered CP9, you got the whole truth of what happened before was just suspicion and Aokiji—san's little words about it. 

 

You wonder if Smoker ever found out. 

 

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Would you say fuck it all and go your own way like I did? You wonder, deep down and away where you haven't thought about it much(because if you did—), a mix of hope and despair and what feels like regret choking on your throat as you try to swallow. What Justice are you following? Do you have one? 

 

You should've asked.

 

But I just wanted to hear your voice.

 

(Because if you did, you know what nightmares will await you.)

 

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If that happens here, you think, Mayor continues to explain that despite Raiona's actions, he did manage to bring more spices to the island that were rare. Azu added that's why Raiona is cooler than boring Kokiri, who only cooked for others. Mayor lectured Azu again about how Kokiri was peaceful while Aiko just listened with a humored content smile with a hand to her chin. The house is quiet despite that, and the village outside this house, preparations and revelry can be heard to celebrate the pride of their country. How can I stop that...?

 

Your eyes tightened, your teeth biting your inner cheek. 

 

You're not strong enough yet.

 

You have to handle this. 

 

"I think you guys should tell me about these pirates," you interrupt them as they seemed to move to talk about the bonfire tonight and if Zuko was going to make it or skip it again. All three of them turned towards you. "When was the last time you guys said they came again?"

 

"Ano," Aiko said, a finger to her chin as she looked up, her wavy candy apple hair moving slightly as she did so. "They come every three weeks or so. They keep getting rather aggressive."

 

"They're stupid," Azu cut in seriously with crossed arms, now off her mother's lap. "They think they can use our spices better than us. Stupid!"

 

"None of that," Mayor waved off, making you frown as he pointed the end of his cane to you. "You haven't finished hearing about our proud history! Oh, and the bonfire!" He neared the cane farther up to you until it was a centimeter to your nose. You didn't cross your eyes at it this time. "You have to join the bonfire! And the drums—the drums will make you dance and get you focused back onto what's important!"

 

"What's important?" You question, voice turning high in disbelief. What is this crazy old man talking about?! "Listen, just tell me which way they usually come in and—" You got cut off by getting jabbed in the mouth by the end of his cane, your hands going to it in shocked pain before Mayor decided to grab you by the arm and take you away out the house back to the outside. 

 

"Come on, our bonfire is the best at this side of the East Blue. And also I'm late and am the leader and I was supposed to get there earlier."

 

"You're a bad leader, Ojii-San."

 

"Now, now, Azu. You know how Otou-San loves his stories."

 

"Ha! See?" Mayor turned towards you, as you continued to hold your mouth, smacking your lips and making a face as he tugged you. You think you tasted something foul from the cane. "Even Azu thinks we have the best bonfire!"

 

"Ojii-San is weird~," Azu sang flatly. 

 

The sun was setting and you can see in the distance past all the little huts for houses and trees there was a large pile of wood gathering. The three of them tugging you along until they reached a cliff, villagers with their flax skirts and tattoos proudly on display. Everyone wearing the red, white, and black headbands proudly on their heads. Even the children, their faces painted with their own forms of temporary tattoos with some with spirals and others with more lines as they laughed and played around while helping with the large pile. Those who wore thin and long jade earrings clicking and moving along with those they are connected to. The smell of spices tickling your nose, of everything you can think of.

 

Your hand dropped from your mouth as you stared in awe. Mayor loosening his hold on you and smiling next to you knowingly, eyes glittering in pride as he leaned fully on his cane. 

 

"Beautiful, isn't it?" 

 

Azu ran towards the other children, flax skirt fluttering and her smile wider than you've seen as another girl painted her face. Aiko speaks to a large fit dark skinned man with plaited dark hair with a gleaming smile and giggles and soft eyes as he says something to her ear. The fire began when the villagers gave him a look, him returning it with a nod as the both of you watched the bonfire grow bigger and bigger and the smell of spices wafted as children threw at it in there and the wood crackled as the sky darkened.

 

It really is, you think, feeling heat upon your cheeks and shadows dancing upon your face. The heat seems to tickle your still healing left scarred cheek. The drums being heard, booming yet cheerful as others moved and twirled and spun in front of the fire and danced with others. It looks like when I did that large fire with the villagers and Shanks and everybody during one of the weeks I was there.

 

"Dance, (Y/N)! Dance!"

 

"I...I d-don't really...I kind of forgot how to do it exactly."

 

A wide soft smile, eyes eager and nonjudgmental as he grabbed your hand and spun you around and made you laugh as he grinned.

 

"You're not supposed to!" He said, tugging you towards him and your hands going to his chest automatically, stumbling, as he stared down at you easily. "Dance how you feel!

 

You blink, before focusing on the music, confidence rising as you grab his hand tight with a close lipped smile. His eyes widening at the action but grinned wider, cheeks looking a tad flushed that must've been from the drinks before you awkwardly twirled him back. Him having to help you as he let out a charmed laugh, ducking his towering form to move his head under your arm and you giggling with him. You continue as you spun for him, extending your arm to make distance before closing it again as rhythmic clapping can be heard with a beat. 

 

"Dahahaha! Yeah! Like this!"

 

"We are a proud people." Mayor began, taking out of your stupor as your eyes moved to the side to watch him. "Despite us being small, each man here is worth ten out there. Maybe even thirty. But," the Mayor's lips twisted into a waning smile, "we hate conflict. I don't want this to end bloody, not here. Not on our island." His head fully turned towards you, eyes serious. "Do you understand?"

 

He doesn't want you to handle them here. He's done with war. You can tell that from his feelings of Raiona.

 

But, how am I going to do this?  These people...

 

Nonetheless, you gave him a firm nod.

 

"I'll handle them." Mayor's visage cleared, wrinkles calming around his face as he gave you a grateful look. You looked around, frowning. "Is your son okay? He's been gone awhile."

 

Mayor quickly explained Zuko does not enjoy the bonfires much anymore, but he does stick with helping with the feast afterwards. Gathering the meat and supplies down deep in their jungle to get enough for everyone.

 

"I should help. It can give me more of an idea of your island too," you add with a half smile. 

 

Mayor smiled proudly and cackled.

 

"Kehkeh!" He jabbed your shoulder with the end of his cane, ignoring your playful and exaggerated scowl and words on what that was for before pointing at a direction in the jungle down below the cliff and past it. "He should be down there somewhere! Don't get lost!" Mayor called out as you started walking. "And don't get pecked to death either! Those moa's can be quite harsh! We're famous for them after all!"

 

"No, we're not!" You heard Azu call out, having the other children chime in with that. Mayor whipping around and jousting with his cane everywhere and yelling as you smiled before your eyes glinted, resolute.

 

You have to help.

 

You don't know how, but you do. 

 

But first...catching some Moa's...?

 

Karasu seemed dull, indifference clear as it was on your hip. You move branches and bushes out the way as you squeeze through.

 

Back in Mayor's house, Kuroi ten'nosabaki leaned against the wall by the quaint little dinner table. If one squints, perhaps one can spot a ghost of what appears to be a sweatdrop go down the sheen of the infamous dark buster sword.

 

You blink. Realizing you're feeling really light, turning your head over your shoulder. Staring at the empty space on your back.

 

"...whoops. I was caught in His Pace I guess. And he jabbed my mouth with that cane." You thought about going back all the way, as you stood in the dark with thick trees and bushes everywhere, a hand to your chin in thought. Uncaring about a sound of what sounded like a slither and a hiss, of the bushes rustling loudly and glowing eyes peeking at you within the foliage. "Eh. It's okay. I probably won't need him for this. Hang on there, Kuroi ten'nosabaki! I'm coming!" You yell, moving in a run and dashing up to tree branches from the ground to get around quicker as your eyes move to find Zuko. The many eyes widening at the speed, and running off in different directions. They'll find other meals after all. Less loud too. "Just wait for me!"

 

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Off the coast of Karé Island—A few miles East of the Bonfire

 

A ship docked, swords coming out of sheathes in the dark with guns flashing. A beard with chips and fries stuck within and encompassing a greedy smile.

 

"Let's go make some money, men!"

 

The pirates charged, moving towards where they see large smoke coming from the west. Unaware that many miles out from said ship and Karé, another ship with an infamous Jolly Roger was on their tail, a large figure relaxing on the deck with closed eyes.

 

Fate—seems to wish to play with you for quite awhile. Irony wishes to join too.

 

How will you answer? 

 

If one can strain their ears, and truly listen, they can hear the Voice of the waves lapping at sea similar to a laugh and the wind howling above in amused agreement.

 

The Sea has a new Child, the breeze cooed.

 

No, replied the ocean that is vast and deep and encompassing. Just a returning one.

 

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Within Karé's Thick Jungle—Holding the Flightless Moa's and the Large Kawekaweau's

 

"Are these even birds?" You question, poking at one of the knocked out ten foot tall birds(?) even though they have no wings at all. You would say they looked like ostriches, but instead of black and white fluffy feathers, they were tan and looked more wiry. Also not pleasant to touch. The brake being more pointed and sharp as well to defend themselves. "What kind of bird doesn't have wings?"

 

Probably easier to ride though with no flapping wings getting in the way.

 

At your feet were five knocked out moa's, their eyes white from fright. You don't quite understand what happened. One moment you got caught off guard and got chased by these towering birds and dodging their pecks and sharp taloned feet. But when you had enough and remembered the villagers need meat and you should probably help with that and not just look for Zuko, you stopped and turned around. Your expression turning set as you touched Karasu's hilt, staring at the moa's who came charging at you. Only for them to blink and come to a complete stop that you sure have them whiplash. Their eyes turning nervous as they continued to stare at you and bowed their heads, making your head tilt, only making your expression look more dangerous by making your gaze shadowed due to your cap. Their shudders clear before they knocked out.

 

Frankly, you're not sure what happened but you'll take it! 

 

You heard foliage being rustled by you, making you turn in the direction. You heard what sounded like smacks and squawks, and headed towards it. Being mindful of the grass and sticks on the ground and maintains silence, hidden behind a bush to see what was happening.

 

Oh, it's Zuko! You realize, watching how the cook knocked out the moa's quite skillfully by chopping the back of their necks. Dodging their pecks and stomps of their talons with jumps over their heads, even grabbing one's neck with one hand and chopping it with the other as he fell back onto the ground. You also spotted a large gecko seeming to want to join in on the branches with the attacks. It being at least four feet long and it's long tongue whipping out it's mouth to try to land on Zuko. It kept missing by hitting the mao's though, making the mao's frustrated due to the growing ticks you could see from here and insulted squawks. Huh...he knows how to fight?

 

You observed Zuko's fight a little longer until he knocked out all the moa's, although the large gecko was trying to get him, Zuko didn't seem to pay any kind to it since it kept missing.

 

You came out from behind the bushes, purposefully making noise as Zuko's blank gaze landed on your bewildered yet smiling face.

 

"You know how to fight and cook? And using just your hands too," you pointed at Zuko's bandages hands, looking a little more worn than before due to the fighting. "I didn't think cooks liked using their hands or something. Something about protecting them. Which makes sense. Wouldn't be a very good swordsman if I can't have both my hands, would I?" You joked, but Zuko still kept his eyes neutral, lips straight.

 

As you were speaking, the four foot gecko on the tree behind you tried to aim at you with its tongue. Whipping it out and landing on your boot.

 

You made a face, shaking the tongue off and the gecko's tongue snapped back within its mouth.

 

"You shouldn't let the kawekaweau's tongue touch you," Zuko toned, your gaze raising along with a brow at him as he moved the moa's bodies all atop each other. "They're covered with a deadly toxin and can kill you in a mere few hours."

 

"What?!" You stared at your combat boots, looking a little worried before turning a scowling face towards the calm cherry haired man. "Why didn't you tell me that earlier?!"

 

"I thought you were fast enough to dodge," the man replied flatly, his eyes up at you before nonchalantly turning back to his task. "It seems not."

 

Your brows furrowed deeply, insulted.

 

What's up with this guy? 

 

"It seemed to be missing you fine enough. Why did it get me?"

 

Zuko didn't seem to want to deign you an answer. The noise within the dark hard to see jungle outside of insects being him moving around the moa's and putting them in what appears to be a large towering wooden backpack to fit them all. 

 

...

 

"Are you not going to answer...?!"

 

"Hands are not only meant to make." You blinked, thrown momentarily by the subject change only to notice he was answering your first question. His gaze was focused at his task, tightening the moa's with rope, bandaged muscles flexing with the movement. "True cooks hunt their dishes. And hands are also meant to protect. What is a cook if you can not protect what you make?"

 

You blinked once more, furrowed brows relaxing as understanding went through you, your head tilting at the man who's eyes seem to gleam each time he does or speaks about what he clearly loves.

 

Not quite a dead fish than.

 

It's not like Lucci turned out to be one either, you added as an afterthought before pointing your attention back to the man and his bandages from his arms to his forehead. Weird though. He seems to be prideful but he hides the tattoos.

 

Zuko, seeming to sense your gaze and where it was, turned his deep red eyes towards you.

 

"A cook, will also learn on his own. I don't need help. Not from anyone. Much less ancestors. Even more so when they aren't worth honoring."

 

Ah. So it's like that, is it? 

 

"Idiot. You think I don't know you're strong on your own? Nothing is wrong with accepting help sometimes. So don't think you're weak cause of it. You idiot."

 

Your lips turned down. 

 

"Your dad told me a bit about the two you have on your arm. You don't like both Raiona and Kokiri?"

 

Zuko's red gaze turned cutting as they flicked towards you. Your expression maintaining the same. You're used to piercing dark gazes by now anyways.

 

You didn't think he was going to answer as he put on the large towering wooden backpack, moa's still knocked out within it as Zuko stood—the twenty foot tall backpack dwarfing him to a hilarious degree. It didn't stop his set chin and stoic gaze. 

 

"Why would you care? You're a deserter aren't you?" 

 

You stilled. Karasu at your hip seeming to glint.

 

"We barely get News Coo's here, but when we do, I am the sole one that bothers to read it. What do you want from my family?"

 

You shook yourself, turning defensive.

 

"I don't know exactly what the newspapers are saying, but know I actually want to help. You guys...do you have any idea what the World Government would do if they found out about your tattoos...?" You questioned, swiping your arm out as Zuko's brow's furrowed a pinch. "The connection to the Void Century—don't you guys know what happened to Ohara for trying to figure it out? Imagine an actual connection!"

 

The cherry haired man's red brows furrowed fully.

 

"Ohara...?"

 

"You don't know—you haven't heard about Ohara?! It was everywhere!"

 

Zuko's expression seemed troubled as he turned his gaze to the side, lifting up his bandaged right arm and staring at it.

 

"So he truly wasn't paranoid after all..." he muttered, too low for you to understand making you arch a brow before he looked up at you. Demanding an explanation from you about Ohara with a simple "Explain". You doing so since this was more important than his attitude. Also adding onto your theory that the pirates may not even be pirates or just hired from the government. Once you were finished, Zuko's skin seemed to pale and his eyes wider than you've ever seen on him. Him than shaking his head. "We don't receive many News Coos here. If my father found out..." Zuko seemed to be struggling to get out more, his bandaged hands clenching at his sides. "But those must be pirates. They have to be. They were proclaiming about being Allies of a Yonko. They had the signature."

 

At least they know what a Yonko is. 

 

You were going to ask once more on which one, but stopped. Noticing in the distance there was heavy smoke miles out where you came from, the bonfire on the cliff. Your brows furrowed, you pointing in the direction.

 

"Does the bonfire actually get that big?" 

 

Zuko followed your finger, his form than tensing.

 

"No." And just like that, he bolted, backpack on all on him and you barely got past the word for him to wait. Having to follow after him.

 

"What?! What's going on?!"

 

"Pirates," Zuko spat out darkly, making you blink before you cursed to yourself as they dashed in between trees and branches. Impressive he is going in this fast pace. "They're here. Only explanation. I...Azu, Aiko, my father—it seems Raiona really wasn't paranoid. Perhaps we should've listened more and not follow Kokiri's way too strictly."

 

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

 

"What I use to disguise my tattoos, it's not just to not display them. I can't hear them. I refused to after what I found out about them—being the first to have both Raiona and Kokiri, I heard both." 

 

"Okay," you said, stretching out the word with an arched brow. "So Kokiri did some bad things too I take it? Based on what your dad said, they didn't seem to like each other much..."

 

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"Ouch!" A small body landed harshly on the ground, rose hair splayed on the grass, small chest huffing with breaths with a stick a few inches away from tanned hands. A hearty laugh was heard. The boy making a face as he got up with embarrassment shining in sunset eyes. "Don't laugh at me! You're always stronger than me!"

 

The other boy that stood over him with a training stick, cleared a tear from his face. Dark scarlet hair shining in the sun as he grinned, feral with sunrise eyes glinting.

 

"Be better than me than, idiot!"

 

Despite the harsh words, a hand reached down as another reached up, clasping.

 

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"Not just that," Zuko said, red eyes focused ahead as his lips thinned. "They were brothers."

 

You blinked, listening as Zuko explained what he learned from the amount of time he got speaking with Raiona and Kokiri. Something you didn't understand he could do since Mayor said earlier it was more instinct than actual talking. Zuko didn't seem to bother with knowing why. Telling the story of how Raiona and Kokiri were of blood, and while Raiona perhaps was too violent—Kokiri had a hand in their country's downfall as well all those years ago. 

 

"We were a kingdom. Once." Zuko said, eyes shadowed behind the bangs across his forehead as you spared him a glance. "Not one as great as others, not Alabasta or Dressrosa—no castles. Just huts. Our Wharenui. But we were a proud people. And Kokiri ruined it with his inability to act."

 

Your eyes squinted.

 

Were?

 

Zuko went on, saying that despite being family, their actions killed each other. And the potential for this country. Adding that he won't follow those who are failures—and who's knowledge he doesn't care to know more of. It made you frown.

 

"I don't listen to weaklings."

 

"That's pretty narrow minded you know," Zuko glanced at you, spotting your disapproving frown with a hint of being insulted. "You just cut them off after they told you that? For years? You didn't even hear what else they had to say. You probably didn't even get the full story—"

 

"I heard enough." Zuko cut you off stoically, turning his gaze back straight. Your lips thinned at the action but you stayed silent. "What would you know? And like I said—I don't need them to teach me anything. I don't need their help."

 

It's like talking to a brick wall. 

 

Than again, you think, staring back towards the big cloud of smoke by craning your neck as you jumped and dashed at the same pace as Zuko. I would probably be like him if it wasn't for Smoker. 

 

Your eyes than widened, making a noise of shock and realization. Zuko side eyed you.

 

"I have to get Kuroi ten'nosabaki! Who knows where those fires are!" Zuko's eyes widened, seeing your connection of his father's house before he gave a slow nod. Replying that he will go himself to check on Azu, Aiko and Mayor. And that you seem to care more about a sword than the people you stated to help. You whipped your eyes towards him, narrowed and words biting making Zuko get taken aback. "You don't know how to be a swordsman! So of course you wouldn't understand. A swordsman is nothing without their sword! And I won't become the world's strongest woman without Kuroi ten'nosabaki!" 

 

The worlds strongest woman? Zuko thought to himself, frowning as he stared at your form. You?

 

It was silent for a few beats. You took a breath, calming yourself before adding. 

 

"Besides, I said I would help. I'll help."

 

Zuko stared at you, the both of you stopping atop branches of trees. How your hair was wild under you cap due to the speed, your sword on your hip glinting within its scabbard and how even in this darkness, your eyes shined with conviction u set watch your hat that said the word 'MARINE'. When you weren't one anymore.

 

Strange, Zuko thought, tattoos underneath bandages itching. I could believe you.

 

Zuko tore his gaze away.

 

"I still like you." You made a choked noise of shock again at the words, cheeks flushing before you realized what he really meant and letting out an "Oi!". Zuko didn't pay you mind. "Go than. I'll take my leave."

 

You made a noise of huffed confirmation, the both of you moving to opposite directions. You using Kamisori to move faster now that you don't have to listen to the young looking man. No use in being polite now! 

 

I'm coming Kuroi ten'nosabaki!

 

When Zuko glanced back, only to see nothing, his eyes widened.

 

She disappeared? Can someone be that fast? 

 

Zuko shook his head, turning back towards the sky, seeing how the smoke curled in the sky where the bonfire was. How he could see the light of fire that is too high. 

 

His jaw clenched, along with his bandaged fists.

 

He'll do this on his own. He doesn't need a failed ancient ancestor's help.

 

When Zuko arrived to where the fires were, huts on fire and children crying with their painted faces being ruined, of screaming and cruel laughter, his already stoic eyes turned cold in anger.

 

He spotted a few pirates messing with a family, a mother and her two children. No Karé warrior in sight able to defend them, too busy fighting the others.

 

Zuko cracked his knuckles, stepping up towards the pirates. The family turning teary eyes towards him, hope rising. One of the three pirates turned, a sneer already ready on his face as his peripheral vision spots the young looking tall cherry haired man.

 

"What do we have here?"

 

The pirates barely got the words out, before a bandaged fist met his face. The pirate's teeth being knocked out, Zuko's arm still up, red eyes flashing threateningly towards the other pirates, the punched pirate on the floor.

 

"I really," Zuko cracked his fists again, raising one up as he faced the two pirates who raised their swords up, "love this."

 

The two pirates blanched.

 

It's a psychopath! 

 

Zuko handled the two pirates, taking a cut to his arm and grass to his abdomen to his irritation. Not saying anything when the family thanked him, only telling them to go far away from here and hide. They're stronger for just being regular pirates, but he has to save energy. He can't already have this amount of trouble with the grunts. 

 

He looked down at his bandages on his arms, lips pressing. 

 

He heard cries closer to where the bonfire originally was, his eyes widening than narrowing at the sound as he dashed forward to go towards it.

 

Aiko! Azu!

 

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Karé Island—a few miles out from the fires. Close to the  Wharenui  and Mayor's House.

 

"Why are you getting in my way?!" You say each word with a dodge, missing the darting poisonous tongue that is desperate to catch you. Your hand tight around Karasu, flashing in annoyance at the large eight foot long and five foot tall red and tan colored kawekaweau before you, large gecko like eyes trained on you as it brought its tongue back in its mouth. "This is crazy...how is a thing like you in the East Blue like this? You're like an animal that could be in the Grand Line with how fast you are."

 

You were on your way to the Mayor's house that was client to the Wharenui, you taking note that some of the other huts and houses that were nearby appeared ransacked and slightly burned. Your nose itching at the scent of smoke and burnt wood. Only for this huge freaking gecko to come out of nowhere and start attacking you just when you were heading to the direction of the Mayor's house.

 

You were astounded at its speed, faster than any East Blue animal should be. You having to keep your eye on it's poisonous tongue that Zuko told you about. You took out Karasu to use to threaten the kawekaweau with, but it seemed undeterred. Looking determined to stop you. Whether using its tongue or flicking it's tail towards you as well to whack you away.

 

The only reason stopping you from slashing it is those determined eyes in this odd looking animal. And how it seemed to get angrier when you would step closer to a destroyed hut.

 

"I'm not going to do anything," you say, one hand on Karasu and your arm splaying out towards the burnt huts before pointing behind the large reptilian animal. "I didn't do this. I'm trying to help. I have to check on Mayor's house. You saw those pirates right...?! I need to grab my buster sword so I can help the others." The kawekaweau did not move. It did not blink. Just kept its eyes on you. You made a noise of frustration, hand rubbing your face. "Why am I talking to you...? You seem like a brick wall like Zuko." The animal's eyes narrowed at you, making an odd gurgling sound at the back of its throat. You raised your head, brow arching. "You know Zuko? Come to think of it...one of your buddies kept missing him but somehow landed a hit on me. Do you guys like him or something?"

 

The kawekaweau didn't answer. Cause of course it couldn't. Only kept its reptilian large protruding eyes on the side of its head on you, before looking up at your cap. Clear suspicion and anger as it looked at it.

 

Your brows furrowed deeply.

 

Why is it looking at your hat like that?

 

The kawekaweau than whipped it's tail at you, the width of it being of it being two doors, you widening your eyes and leaping over it. You feeling a tug on your head, feeling air on top. You whipped your arm out, face scowling as you grabbed onto your hat that was connected to the kawekaweau's tongue still. The kawekaweau tense and claws sinking onto the ground, eyes flashing as it tugged. Your face twisted more as you held the back of your cap.

 

"What are you doing?! Don't you know what this is?!" The kawekaweau tugged, but you tugged back harder as you raged. "This is my treasure! You can't have it! Especially your dirty shitty filled tongue that's just gross! Don't you—Don't you have something you wish to protect too?!"

 

The kawekaweau paused, blinking as it focused back on your face. Your brows furrowed heavily over expressive (e/c) eyes, lips turned down. It spotted your hold on Karasu with your other hand, still at your side.

 

The kawekaweau blinked again. Releasing your cap, tongue back in it's mouth with a snap before licking its lips. Spitting out and shaking itself.

 

You scowled, face in angry tick marks as you shook your hand with Karasu.

 

"How rude! My cap doesn't taste that nasty!" The 

kawekaweau made a noise in the back of its mouth, gurgled and almost sounding like a frog before it spat out again close to you. You hopped away, one foot lifted as you made a noise of disgust. "Ew! What's up with you anyways? Why do you want my cap and looking at it like that?" The kawekaweau turned its head up at you, looking down at you and your cap before turning around. Appearing as if it headed towards the Wharenui. 

 

You frowned before following it, the kawekaweau stopped in front of the pillars where there were the ancestors portrayed as animals were etched with careful and expert carving. The kawekaweau looking at the lion on top and than the boar the bottom. If you didn't know any better...it looked like it was lost in memory. Sad. Wishful. 

 

You stayed silent. Only opening your mouth when the kawekaweau turned to go towards the back of the large red Wharenui building, you following only to see the gecko with its wide feet and claws digging up the ground. 

 

"What are you doing?"

 

The kawekaweau said nothing. Just dug and dug, glancing at you and your curious expression and than the cap back on your head before going back towards it's task. Uncaring if it hit rocks, just slashed at it and continued. Uncaring if it's thick skinned feet started bleeding from the task. It went on. Until it reached what it wished, stepping back and making a gurgle and tongue lashing out at you. You jumping over it only to see it was just aiming at the front of your feet, not wishing to hit you.

 

Just catch your attention.

 

You neared the deep and wide hole. Your eyes rounding at what you saw.

 

"This is..." At the bottom of the hole, had large slab of stone, holding pictures detailing a story from the left to the right. From people peacefully grinding for spices, to people with spears, vases holding something in them, of fighting and war and bodies to sadness. You could spot two prominent figures, one with hair so long and thick it looked like a mane and another with a head band that looked as if had two fangs protruding upwards. Those must be Raiona and Kokiri but how strange...the more you try to understand what you were seeing, the more it seemed like Raiona and Kokiri were on the same side after all. Your eyes flicked down towards the bodies feet, seeing a four legged creature skittering by the legs. Moving from Raiona and Kokiri almost consistently throughout these amicus to hieroglyphics that had what you imagine is the Māori script you noticed when you passed by some stands earlier—except more elegant and smooth on how it appears. You pointed towards the picture of the creature, peering over at the kawekaweau who just studied and gazed down at the slab of rock, front feet bleeding upon the grass. "Is that...is that you? You knew Raiona and Kokiri?" 

 

If it is, this animal truly has an amazing lifespan. 

 

The kawekaweau gurgled sadly, and the large eyes actually did look as if it seen much now that you're studying it closely. You put Karasu back on your hip, squatting down to look closer before staring up at the large gecko like creature over you. 

 

"You know better than anybody about what happened. The Void Century. People coming to your island. Attacking. You...you got affected, didn't you? What happened?"

 

The kawekaweau didn't speak. Because it couldn't. You know it couldn't. 

 

Your eyes however, were trained up on its face. Appearing as if it was looking something you couldn't see, far away and distant and a world you could never touch or see again.  

 

The kawekaweau stared at the stone that held history. What no one knew. Except it.

 

Only it.

 

"What happened?"

 

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Karé Island 915 Years Ago—Fifteen Years Before the Void Century

 

There was nothing. And then, there was.

 

An egg cracked, it shook, it wiggled. It struggled to be released from the nothing, the darkness. The only thing it knew until it didn't want to anymore.

 

Free, the young gecko within the egg thought as it managed to get a whole front leg out, with small nails barely even a size of an ant protruding from scaly fingers. Free!

 

It got released, shaking itself from the goo that wanted to stay on its skin, dirt in it's eyes as it climbed up and up and up

 

Until—

 

The kawekaweau reached the surface, dirt covering the scarlet and tan scales, blinking it's squinted eyes from dirt. From the sun. The wind hitting it's little body, even upon the ground, even with the thick foliage around it. It stumbled.

Limbs new, feeling odd, but the kawekaweau paid no mind. Looking around only to see it was the last to hatch. 

 

The ground was littered with cracked and pieces of egg shells. No sibling in sight. No mother.

 

Just dirt and cracked pieces and itself with dirt and the sun heating it's skin.

 

Alone, the kawekaweau thought, burning eyes blinking.

 

The kawekaweau has an instinct. It knows the mother would leave without seeing her children. It's an ingrained biological component where it knows. Just as it knows the sun is good for it and the cold is not. It eats insects. And some fruit but not all, or it would die. The mother may have eaten the kawekaweau's siblings for all it knows. 

 

The kawekaweau has instincts. This is how it is. What could be. All it would be.

 

The cycle would continue with it. It would eat. It would grow. It would mate and breed. Have children it would never meet. And it will do it again. On and on and on it will go. Until it died, in a tree, a bush, a predator's mouth. Flesh and bones in its teeth or beak, uncaring if the kawekaweau would scream or fight or move as it slowly had it's life fade from it's large eyes.

 

Leave in a way as unimpressive as it was born.

 

Alone. The kawekaweau shook itself, some dirt managing to get off its skin and blinking it's eyes as it turned this way and that. Meeting forest as it stumbled again from how hard it shook, rolling on the ground before getting up again. Looking up and past the trees and to the sun. Alone. But go.

 

It has to go, so off the kawekaweau went. 

 

It walked and moved and found insects to eat. Small ants. A beetle. It would miss sometimes when it would try to grab at them. It would miss a lot. 

 

It would miss more because of how hungry it got. It always moved a little oddly too. No matter how it would try to insert its claws upon the ground to make sure it would not fall or move or stumble, somehow it still would as the sun would come and go and the kawekaweau would get cold and try to find a place that had residual heat to hide. Under a rock or log.

 

Wrong. The kawekaweau thought looking over it's body with large protruding eyes, flexing it's claws on the ground. Wrong.

 

When the kawekaweau was six inches big, and was caught under a moa's foot, it found out. The moa's eyes gleaming and beak wide and appearing hungry yet disgusted. 

 

"Pathetic meal," it crooned and sniffed as the pressure on the kawekaweau's felt tight from the moa's foot. It couldn't breathe right. But it's heart was thundering. Would it die before it would enter the moa's mouth? "Small. Runts always are."

 

The kawekaweau stopped. It stared up at the moa that was one hundred times bigger than it. Towering over it. The kawekaweau an ant and the moa truly the kawekaweau instead.

 

"Runt?" The kawekaweau repeated, not quite understanding. "Me?"

 

The moa looked down at the kawekaweau, surprised it spoke before it grabbed it's body with its foot, flexing around it. The talons scratching at its scales and it looked pain as the moa brought it close to its humored face, beak large and threatening but the eyes is what made the kawekaweau scared.

 

"Yes, runt. Weak. Small. But easy to catch." The moa was smiling, narrowed eyes shining. "Easy to eat."

 

"But I'm small," the kawekaweau said, repeating the moa's words back to it. The moa would not be sated from a small meal. Large animal. Big animal. "Why eat me if you will still be hungry?"

 

The moa huffed.

 

"Meal is meal. Small. Taste funny. But," the moa opened it's beak, tongue licking and brought the kawekaweau closer, "food is food. All it is."

 

So this is how it ends.

 

Not even past a month. Not meeting it's siblings or mother or father. Not meeting anything besides the insects it would eat and the moa it will be eaten by. 

 

It will hurt.

 

Alone in birth and alone in death.

 

What is past dying? The kawekaweau thought with pained closed eyes as it was brought closer to the moa's open mouth, to be swallowed and go pass its throat and die by stomach acid eating away at it and suffocation. Alone too? 

 

The kawekaweau has instincts. It always has and always will. No matter how small and weak it's runt body is, it knows things. It is ingrained within.

 

So, it was not shocking to the kawekaweau to open it's eyes wide and fierce and to move about in the moa's feet with might and resolve, and decide to follow the instinct to live.

 

Live! Live to be more! The kawekaweau thought as it struggled, the moa making an annoyed squawk but it's weak. And small and the mouth is getting closer and the darkness of death with it and promise of pain and everything but—Live!

 

A sound in the wind. Sharp and a whish goes past. The kawekaweau is falling and it's eyes are closed, pressed and the talons scratch at it's small scales.

 

There's a squawk and than there was nothing. The kawekaweau on the ground and frozen. 

 

"Ha! Got it! Told you I would!" A young prideful voice said, steps coming closer. 

 

"Only because I helped you track it." Another replied, more soft yet indignant. 

 

"Tch, who cares? I'm the one that caught it Stupid Koki."

 

"You're so annoying, Rai. Aren't you the stupid one for not knowing how to track? Ow!" The softer voice said, a sound of rubbing being heard in the kawekaweau's ears. "What was that for?!"

 

"At least I know and am strong enough to get food in the first place. Pretty cool moa too. This should be good for the others." The kawekaweau felt the moa's body move, for it was still encased in it's talons. Eyes still closed tight and heart palpitating. "Wait...Koki, is this...?"

 

Steps heard. Closer.

 

And the kawekaweau's eyes opened, rounding.

 

Two giants over him. Not as big as the terrible moa. Faces that look fat. Odd arms and legs, no scales or feathers or fur outside atop their heads. It was red. 

 

Like scales, the kawekaweau thought, but still scared, tucking itself in the talons still around it and making the sharp tip sting and it flinch. 

 

"A kawekaweau," the one with short rose hair said, all youth and wonder as it drew closer with it's odd face to the kawekaweau and the kawekaweau could do nothing. "It looks young too. Never saw one before. I wonder if they're all this small."

 

The kawekaweau does not understand these odd things with odd voices, but it felt insulted as it's face twisted.

 

"Stay back, Koki!" The one with deep scarlet hair and a little longer than the other splayed his arm around the rose haired one's chest, making him back up. The deep scarlet proud looking thing took a sharp looking claw out from the moa with a squelch, connected to a stick where the odd beings could attack farther. Dangerous. Smart. Alpha. "Kawekaweau's are dangerous due to their poison! It only takes a lick and we're done for. Let me get rid of it."

 

The sharp claw was over the kawekaweau and it gurgled, eyes wide.

 

No.

 

"Stop!" The rose colored boy stood in front of the kawekaweau and it blinked, along with the Alpha. "It can't do anything, Rai! It's already injured!"

 

"So? That doesn't mean anything. They're dangerous, Koki."

 

"But...but we can learn so much about it. Besides, it looks too weak to do anything and attack either of us with its tongue."

 

"Tch, learn what? It's as weak as you."

 

"Are you gonna be a bully to weak people all your life, Rai?!"

 

There was silence and the Alpha's face looked twisted. As if it ate a nasty acidic fruit that the kawekaweau ate once. 

 

"I'm not a bully." The Alpha looked over at the kawekaweau, the kawekaweau freezing at the look of eyes that look like when the sun rises. He turned back, strange stick back in the ground. "Make it get stronger than. Maybe you'll finally get stronger too, idiot Koki."

 

"Poauau Rai." The rose odd thing said, tongue protruding out before grabbing something from it's hip. The kawekaweau did not understand, but suddenly it was covered by it, it was soft and didn't hurt but it was scary because it could not see. But the talons were gone as it got picked up by strange rose thing. "Kawekaweau's are venomous. Not poisonous by the way."

 

"What's the difference?"

 

"Poauau."

 

"Hah?! Don't call me poauau when you're the idiot weak one!"

 

The kawekaweau did not understand. It being taken somewhere else. It was scared. Too many odd things everywhere. With habitats made of sticks and hay and other odd things. Nose smelling more than dirt and sand and leaves. 

 

The sun would set and rise. And the odd rose thing would feed it. 

 

It eventually eating what it brought. Odd beetles and fruit it has not tasted before.

 

The bigger odd things that were taller than the ones the kawekaweau knows would yell at the two it does know, and they would point at it. But the rose odd soft thing would yell back. The kawekaweau did not understand, but it felt safe. Left alone. The Alpha though...

 

One day, when the kawekaweau was still just eight inches and eating insects in its cage made of sticks that is small but is nice, it sensed a presence. Head moving up to see the Alpha with arms at it's sides at the entrance of strange habitat, what odd things call tent. 

 

"Why are you still small?" It asked, brow raised and sitting in front of cage. The kawekaweau blinking and feeling insulted again at how blunt it sounded. It poked the cage, and the kawekaweau gurgled at how it made the cage move back slightly at the movement. "Are you a runt? Is that why Koki likes you? You're not that interesting..."

 

The kawekaweau definitely felt insulted now. Eyes bulging and it made a strong gurgle, scratching at the bottom of its cage once before charging. It's head smacking at the cage but it caught the Alpha's finger, making it yelp. 

 

The kawekaweau shook its head, dizzy. Head hurts but the Alpha's shocked face was worth it.

 

The kawekaweau stared up at the Alpha, who stared down.

 

Live, it thought, despite the instinct to retreat from an Alpha. Not bow. Not ever. 

 

The Alpha did an odd thing than. With its face, with its body. Mouth wide and teeth flashing and body shaking and the kawekaweau could only watch as sound came out that boomed and was deep. Somehow sounding louder than the other bigger giants than it is. The Alpha breathless as it held it's stomach before it recovered and looked down at it with mouth upturned wide on one side and teeth shining.

 

"You're really like Koki, after all! You have fight in you." The Alpha took another look at the kawekaweau as its head tilted, wondering if it was complimented before it opened it's cage. The kawekaweau's eyes rounding and looking up as the Alpha stood and walked a few feet away before he turned his scarlet head that is similar to its scales but looks softer instead, eyes the color of arising orange dawn. "What are you standing around for? I'm gonna make you bigger and stronger. Use that spunk. So no one can call you a pathetic runt again." 

 

The kawekaweau could not quite understand, but it felt it's chest pump and cold blood flow faster. 

 

Won't bow. So make others instead.

 

The kawekaweau's eyes glinted and narrowed, determined rushing in it's little body as it stepped off its cage and got next to the Alpha who was making the odd face again. The kawekaweau is confused whether it should be threatened or scared or not. The other rose tiny giant did make it's mouth look so fear inducing.

 

"Oh, and before I forget." The Alpha tilted it's head down, face slightly shadowing and the kawekaweau froze as fear went through its body as the Alpha kept it's scary mouth curved but sharper. "If you aim that tongue on me, I'll make sure I'll kill you before I die. Understood?"

 

The kawekaweau's head nodded faster than a moa could run. No matter if it made it's earlier dizziness come back, perspiration seeming to come on it's body.

 

The Alpha's expression cleared, as if nothing happened.

 

"Great! Let's go than!"

 

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Even as the Alpha forced it to train by carrying sticks back and forth, constant usage of it's tongue by aiming at small cups based on what the Alpha called it or having it find it's food on it's own with constant words from him that it could do it—it did. Each time it would stumble, he would tell it to get back up and only give up when it could not move one talon.

 

"If you could move your tail, than you could move!" The Alpha would say with crossed arms. "If you stop moving, you die! You want to move don't you?!"

 

The kawekaweau did. It wanted to live. 

 

So it followed the Alpha's words.

 

Even if by the end of it, it's tongue is lolled out of its mouth and it breathed hard and it laid on the ground pathetically. 

 

"You giving up already?!"

 

The kawekaweau did briefly think about aiming its tongue at the Alpha. Good thing it couldn't talk. Not like it would say that out loud either way. The kawekaweau does want to live after all.

 

But than, he would pick it up, although roughly in his supple small hands and carry it back to the rose colored small giant with the soft voice and promise of food. And the kawekaweau would stare up at the Alpha who held it to his chest yet still be able to feel the sun. Warmth from both his warm blood and the rays that could touch upon it's scales and was there since it first thought Free. 

 

It would stare up at the Alpha who had eyes the color of the new promise of the sun and think:

 

More to life is this, as it would nuzzle it's head closer to small bare chest.

 

And perhaps the Alpha isn't as ruthless after all. 

 

The Alpha would pass it to what it now understands is his sibling, the rose colored tiny giant always disapproving at the Alpha. He pushes it too much. But in the end, the Alpha would scoff and leave it to the one of gentle touch and eyes of when the sun would leave.

 

"He pushes you too hard," the rose little giant would say in a sigh, as the kawekaweau eagerly drank the water it would be given. "You're still small and tiny. Are you even five months old? You've still barely grown." The kawekaweau looked up, body ten inches and decided to lick it's eye when it felt a drop of water get on it. The rose giant made that odd sound again like the Alpha did, but more smooth and sounded how it thinks the trees would laugh. The cool wind taking it's leaves, a breeze that didn't feel cold to it but just right. The rose giant moved its hand over the kawekaweau's head, and did the motion where it would close it's eyes and make it's own lips turn up at the feeling of it. Nice. Like. More. "That Rai...he likes you too."

 

The kawekaweau opened it's eyes slowly, staring up at the rose giant as it looked up to the sky and continued to pet the scales on his head and body that is red and tan like the Alpha and strange giant. The rose giant having a hand holding it's chin while the kawekaweau was on the grass.

 

"The other ones in the village disapprove us having you, but they never had trouble saying no to Raiona. I...admire that about him." The little ginat had a strange expression on it's face. It's lips were turned up, but not in the way to show it's teeth. Lips closed, eyes symbolizing the end of a day distant. "He's always stronger than me. He's right that I'm kōpīpī. I can't help it. I...want to be stronger. Like him. Say what I want...but...that's just not me. But he believes that I could." The little giant looked down as the kawekaweau tilted its head, lips twitching a ghost more as eyes of the sunset shined, said event happening behind the soft little giant's head and encompassing the rose fur in a glow like it's eyes in hues of orange and yellow that were fading into pink. "He's showing me that I could too. With you. And if you can do it than..."

 

A hand squeezed, eyes gleaming and shining and determined and the kawekaweau stared in wonder, blinking.

 

Another alpha?

 

The expression left though just as quickly when the soft giant decided it was bed time, picking it up and the kawekaweau would stare at the soft giant next to him laying on it's straw next to scary Alpha. Limbs messy and tangled with the soft one's and making noisy sounds yet still holding a the weird stick with a talon at the end.

 

The kawekaweau laid and thought. And thought. Getting warmth from the large bodies, somehow not getting crushed by the two little giants. Free from cage and free from thoughts of life and death and free of relying on instincts and instead of what it wants.

 

This, the kawekaweau thought, moving it's body to get in between the two, right by their faces and laid once more. Hands automatically coming up and a snorted sound before it settles and gently laying atop scales and the kawekaweau's eyes closed, a happy chirp leaving it's throat and a smile up. This is free. Keep weird Alpha's close. Safe.

 

What were their names again?

 

Poauau Rai and Kōpīpī Koki.

 

It ignored the instincts that screamed at it that two alpha's will cause death and fight and blood. Because kawekaweau would see past angry words and how Poauau Rai picked Kōpīpī Koki up always when they would practice fight. Teaching. How kawekaweau imagine it should be with siblings and parents. How Kōpīpī Koki would defend Poauau Rai from other large giant's when scary Alpha would do something weird or odd like wishing to make a way to get out island.

 

No. It's not kawekaweau anymore.

 

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"Hey you! Stop that for now!" The kawekaweau stopped from lifting the sticks upon it's twelve inches back, letting them fall and stare up at Poauau Rai who looked odd. Hands behind back and looking away and scratching at the back of his neck. Kōpīpī Koki here too, him smiling wide and patient. "S-so, you're still alive. Although maybe you should've died a long time ago—" the kawekaweau huffed, hackles rising and anger with it and the Poauau Rai got it's scary look again with how it's lips could turn up in one side with teeth flashing. "But since you're still here thanks to me—"

 

"And me," Kōpīpī Koki cut in.

 

"We decided to give you a name. How does Koko sound?"

 

The kawekaweau paused, muscles loosening.

 

Name? 

 

"Moko is better, Rai." Koki crossed his arms and gave Rai a look, Rai saying an indignant "Oi!" and hand tight around spear. "What? Look, it doesn't like it. You like Moko better?" Koki asked,  squatting in front of the kawekaweau who did not understand.

 

Name? Not just kawekaweau?

 

"Ah, maybe you don't understand. I'm Kokiri," Weak Koki said with a hand to his chest, then pointing towards Stupid Rai. "He's Raiona. Name. What we call you. You're not just a random kawekaweau anymore. You're family."

 

Family? 

 

The kawekaweau does not know giant language. But it does know eyes of sunset and sunrise and how they are both looking at it soft. Patient. Accepting. Waiting. It knows the feeling of warmth it gets when it would chirp when Rai would chase around Koki in anger or how it would purr when Koki let it stop it's soft odd rose fur of his head. It knows that. 

 

The kawekaweau's protruding eyes blinked, dilating and it's eyes felt like it burned similar to how it first woke up alone yet free. But...

 

Family.

 

Tears went down it's eyes and Rai and Koki panicked and both dropped down with arms waving around in a panic by Rai and Koki concerned words as it held the kawekaweau who could not stop the odd warm substance being released from its burning eyes yet felt too good to stop.

 

In the end, the kawekaweau was called Mokoko.

 

Mokoko liked being Mokoko.

 

It's lips up and content in Koki's hands, feeling strangely more hot as Rai and Koki told bigger giants what they named Mokoko.

 

"Gwehgwehgweh! You called it gecko?! A little on the nose, boys!"

 

"I expected that from Raiona, but not you Kokiri! Both of you are bad at names!"

 

"Hey! What does that mean?! And Mokoko isn't stupid!"

 

"Calm down, Rai! Besides, it's not like they have a Mokoko of their own."

 

"Like we need one. Watch it's tongue never licks you from it's gratitude."

 

"Mokoko isn't stupid enough to do that! So shut up!"

 

Koki took Rai away before the situation escalated somehow, Mokoko now upon Koki's shoulder as they moved to sit around a fire of their own. Rai stepping away for a moment before bringing Mokoko a leaf filled with insects and fruit that made Mokoko's mouth salivate as it moved towards it. Being stopped by a finger.

 

"Ah, ah," Koki said with a smile, holding a small ouch of something in his other hand. "You're family now. So you eat like us too."

 

"Yeah, Mokoko. Don't know how you eat food so bland anyways," Rai mocked with his sharp lips that were always upturned interesting, grin flashing and youthful eyes squinting down at Mokoko as he sat next to Koki and Mokoko in the middle of their shoulders. "You have to get strong in food too! Maybe that's why you're so weak."

 

Mokoko's eyes narrowed and it gurgled threateningly as Rai laughed, not seeing Koki move his tanned hand to the pouch and grabbing a pinch and spreading it over the insects and fruit. Koki grabbing Mokoko, in return stopping it from swiping its tail at the laughing Rai, and put it in front of it's plate.

 

Mokoko only saw food so it didn't think much when it took it's first bite.

 

Protruding eyes widened, freezing.

 

Koki and Rai side glanced at each other, smiling.

 

"Like it, huh? You better! What kind of people do you think you were hanging with Mokoko? A bunch of nobodies?"

 

"It's good, isn't it?" Koki asked, a pet to Mokoko's frozen body from head to trunk. Flavors exploding, tongue in bliss and Mokoko briefly wondered if this is what after death would taste like. "We are good at this. Our angel's dust can make one feel as if they are in Paradise. It adds flavor to the food. This—"

 

"This—" Rai interjected, lips wide and both speaking as one, the sun that rises and the one that sets.

 

"—is our pride!"

 

Mokoko ate and dug, claws digging in to get every part of this magic dust. Eating quick yet wanting to taste in it's small tongue. Feeling full even with stomach only half way as Kōpīpī Koki and Poauau Rai laughed, arms around shoulders and up in the air as they also dug in.

 

Food is not food. Pride.

 

The days passed, turning into weeks and turning into months and than turning to years.

 

Poauau Rai and Kōpīpī Koki growing like Mokoko, but getting strange paint that is stuck forever on chests. Voice sounding deeper. Poauau Rai scarlet hair longer, and Kōpīpī Koki adding a braid. Rai still strong and Koki still soft but Mokoko likes it this way.

 

Although, it does not understand importance of symbols.

 

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"Why did I get a boar and you got a lion?" Koki asked, troubled as he stared at his right arm with its thick lines and spirals forming an animal with tusks and fur. "How do I possibly represent a boar? What was Kaumatau thinking? Maybe the elder made a mistake..."

 

"Heh. Maybe you're really the stupid one after all, Koki. Boars are mindless when they attack. But lions," Rai showcased his face, proudly displaying how his face was tattooed with a lion's face over his in mid roar, sharp canines over his cheeks and the tattoo even coming on some parts of his deeply tanned neck. "Lions can think and attack. Looks like I'm going to be rangatira after all. Unless, you can keep up of course?"

 

"I just need to beat you at the duel in five years when we turn twenty. I...I can beat you, Poauau Rai!"

 

"Start with not stuttering as you say that."

 

"Don't make fun of me! My voice...is turning. I have to grow more."

 

"A lot more. Like Mokoko. Eh, Mokoko?" 

 

Mokoko looked towards the duo, their upper bodies being slightly covered by these odd feather cloaks and lower half still holding that cloth covering their pelvises and upper thighs, feeling the heat on it's four foot back from the sun and the rock it sat on with it's hands.

 

Mokoko made an inquiring chirp, which Rai took it as victory as he gave Koki a smug look.

 

"Ha! Mokoko thinks so too!" Rai guffawed, head thrown back.

 

Koki did not find it funny, sunset eyes narrowing.

 

"Sometimes I wonder about you, Raiona." Rai froze and Mokoko did too. Flicking protruding towards the tense Koki who's hands were clenched. Koki never calls Rai by other name. Unless angry. "And if you really act like a brother should."

 

Koki walked off and Rai splayed a hand out towards Koki's direction.

 

"Koki! Damn it—wait!" Koki did not come back, Mokoko staring at how his back grew smaller and he vanished within the jungle. Mokoko turned towards the sound of the strange stick with claw that it knows is called spear hit the ground harshly. "PohaPoha, poha, poha, poha!" Rai paced back and forth, hands clenched before he sat by the rock Mokoko was at with a thump and a punch to the ground. "Damn it! Why doesn't that soft idiot get it?!"

 

Rai's head bowed, hands to his face and Mokoko stared, eyes rounding.

 

Never bow, Mokoko thought in disbelief. Alpha never bow for anything.

 

"Why doesn't he understand...?" Rai muttered to no one, except Mokoko. Voice that normally bellows and is loud instead now letting words being carried by the wind as he held his face. "He needs to get stronger. He needs to earn it. I can't  just give it to him. That Koki...when will he get I don't even want to become chief?!"

 

It was silent. Only the sound of the crackle of fire and the scent of magical dust that tickled Mokoko's nose in a delightful way. 

 

Rai's head rose a tad, only for him to lay it on crossed arms atop bent knees to star towards Mokoko. Sunrise eyes gleaming and shining in a way that promised dew on grass instead of heat.

 

"How do I tell him, Mokoko? He...he would be better than me at it. Why can't he see he can just do it? Why doesn't he see what I see...?!" Rai's head rose, hands going to his side and clenching on grass and dirt with lowered tight gaze. "He's soft. Heart always kind. But he's good at tracking and has plans. Plans to look outside of this island, and he sucked me into that idea too even though we've never left. No one has. He can make other's believe anything, so why doesn't he believe in himself...?!"

 

Rai flicked his eyes back towards Mokoko.

 

"You understand him, Mokoko. You're weak. But now look at you. Bulkier and stronger and faster than any kawekaweau I've seen. Maybe you could keep going. You...could understand that Kōpīpī Koki better than anyone. Maybe...he needs you more than me. Find him for me?"

 

Mokoko does not know words, but it can tell when the prideful Alpha that is Rai is asking for help. 

 

Simply because Rai never does.

 

But Rai has done much for Mokoko, so Mokoko will help him with his brother.

 

No, Mokoko thought after he gave the nod to Rai and started scurrying away to find Koki who was always soft and quiet and gave the best pets, searching high and low and in all the spots Mokoko knows where Koki goes as the sun slowly descended. Family. Help family.

 

For even if they are giants and it is just a kawekaweau, the kawekaweau loves them and they love it. 

 

Mokoko eventually found Koki, sitting on the shores of a beach on the other side of the small island. Mokoko was cold but it sat next to Koki anyways, thankful Koki was not too close to the cold waves but the sand was getting everywhere on it's scales. It reminded Mokoko when he first awoke, dirt in it's eyes and eyes squinting and burning as it looked around. Alone.

 

No, the kawekaweau thought as it drew closer to Koki's silent sitting form. Never again. 

 

Koki turned, eyes blinking from Mokoko and he tsked as he brought Mokoko upon his lap.

 

"Damn it, Mokoko. You're not supposed to be out here without a fire. Can't that Poauau Rai do anything right?" Mokoko said nothing, only stare up at Koki, his face scrunched up and lips tight. "That idiot...what would he do without me? And he treats me like—he still treats me the same way ever since we were kids! Always mocking me and beating me in our spars...is all he cares about is who's stronger...?"

 

Mokoko put it's clawed hand over Koki's wrist, making a sad squeak in its throat as it shook its head. 

 

Koki flicked his eyes down towards it, smile looking odd and not happy like it's supposed to.

 

"Sometimes I think you can understand us. Better than we can understand each other, Mokoko." Mokoko says nothing. Because it couldn't. But it did squeeze slightly more on Koki's wrist while being careful of its claws. Koki laughed bitterly, shaking his head and looking towards the horizon where the orange and purple sky met the sea. "I just don't understand him sometimes...he likes my ideas. Of going out there. To see what's beyond here. Because there has to be right? No way we're alone. Who knows what's out there..."

 

Mokoko stared at how Koki's face turned serene. Dreamy. Like how Mokoko thinks it's looks when thinking of delicious dusted grasshoppers or the spicy mangoes that comes in certain times of the year. Koki's face being kissed by fading sun ray's, and how similar the color of that was the color of his eyes. 

 

Mokoko knows this. Without the need of instincts although the instincts would agree with it on this. What it's learned throughout its time so far with the scary Alpha and the Alpha that could be.

 

Their eyes hold the promises of the beginning and the end. And there cannot be one without the other.

 

What would days be? Without the rise and fall of the sun? 

 

Mokoko moved off of Koki's lap, with Koki's confusion. Only for his expression to turn thoughtful when Mokoko brought a stick in it's mouth and presented it to him.

 

Koki stared, before grabbing the object that Mokoko has seen the giants create with. In ways Mokoko never thought before. 

 

Koki scrutinized the stick before looking out to the sea, standing up to get closer to the waves. Mokoko tilting its head as Koki placed the stick on the water, watching as it floated and did not sink. Mokoko moved its gaze to how Koki's arms and shoulder shook before it jumped as Koki did a loud whoop. Saying things too fast for Mokoko to understand before looking over his shoulder with eyes aglow, the setting sun nearly gone and the a green flash lighting up briefly.

 

"Wait till I tell Rai how this mindless boar will let us be free in the seas!"

 

Free? Mokoko thought as it scurried after the running Koki and stood next to him as he excitedly told the other giants about this idea. Rai in the background with crossed arms behind Koki in the shadows of a particular large habitat that was hard, Rai's sharp lips instead in a proud smile as he heard and listened to Koki's words. Free in this too?

 

Mokoko doesn't understand. It thought this was freedom. And that this was life.

 

Is there more to it than this?

 

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Time passed once more.

 

Weak Koki did it. Made something float in the sea. He got other giants to help and eventually join him. 

 

Rai wanted to go too, since he helped Koki build the odd object that Mokoko does not understand that had cloth attached to a larger stick than everything else on the flat wood. But Koki laid a on Rai's bare shoulder, a smile on his lips as Mokoko stood next to Rai.

 

"Who's going to take care of the village while I'm gone? And Mokoko?" Rai looked down at Mokoko, conflicted. "Don't worry Rai. I'll be back. And than maybe it'll be your turn. We have to find others first. This...can be really good for us."

 

Rai sighed, shaking his head and smirking at his brother who was only slightly shorter than him, Rai 6'6 and Koki 6'5 in their age of eighteen.

 

"I'm not stopping you from that," they clasped hands, tight as Mokoko stared above in the middle. "Just make sure you get here before Mokoko gets even bigger than you. Don't get outdone by a lizard, Koki."

 

Mokoko, who was now five foot long and two feet tall, made an indignant gurgle and took a swipe at its tail at Rai's feet. Hitting it successfully as Rai made an an angry shout at it and Koki laughed at them.

 

"I'll be back as soon as I can. We have to find a place first. We have enough supplies to last us six months, once we reach three months and haven't found anything, we'll be back over."

 

Rai nodded. And him and Mokoko and the other villagers watched as Koki and the other warriors with spears and spices on their raft of flat sticks sailed away.

 

"HEY! KŌPĪPĪ KOKI!" Mokoko raised an invincible brow at Rai, who had his darkly tanned hands cupping his mouth.

 

Mokoko watched Koki roll his eyes from here and mutter "That stupid nickname, even at a time like this," before turning towards the shores and connecting annoyed sunset eyes to proud sunrise.

 

Rai raised both his arms, hand in spear like always and scarlet hair wild to his shoulders.

 

"SHOW THEM OUR PRIDE!"

 

Koki's eyes widened, before sunset gleamed and rose his tanned arms in a wave as the raft grew smaller.

 

"AH!" Koki called in agreement and Mokoko couldn't help but join, standing on its hind legs and waving its front legs too. Deciding to add little jumps as well, mouth wide and chirping excitedly. It made Koki laugh. "SEE YOU SOON!"

 

They left and Mokoko was by Rai. 

 

Rai trained Mokoko as always. Feeding it.

 

Mokoko felt the absence of Koki. Rai felt it too. Mokoko can tell. Villagers always asking him questions. What to build. What to make. Where to put stone buildings. How best to fish out in water. 

 

But Mokoko mostly noticed Rai feeling it when they would sit both by the campfire. Eyes promising a new day lost in the fire, wood crackling up front and plate untouched on his lap. Lost and away.

 

Mokoko thought Rai looked like what Mokoko possibly did in its early days. Of loneliness and death and if this all it would be forever.

 

It made Mokoko make a sad gurgle, placing its chin on Rai's darkly tanned knee. Mokoko felt Rai's large hand upon it's two foot wide back. 

 

"Yeah," Rai sighed, rubbing his thumb ever so gently on Mokoko's back, it thought it felt like Koki as it closed it's eyes. "I miss him too."

 

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A year passed and the villagers have been growing restless.

 

"We need a new rangatira, Raiona! The elder can't be it forever!"

 

"That's right! It's been too long since Kokiri and the others left. We need a new leader now."

 

"I said I won't! How many times do I have to tell all of you?" Rai shouted, face in a harsh scowl and Mokoko next to him staring up at the other villagers with its own eyes narrowed as the villagers encircled them both. "Koki and I have to do the duel. No one can be the new rangatira until he comes back!"

 

"Forget the duel, Raiona! At this point, we all know Kokiri is not coming back—"

 

A fist met a face. A body sprawled and flying towards a large stone building that had inscriptions.

 

Rai still had his fist out and raised as the body sat up, orange eyes promising retribution with scarlet hair shadowing them.

 

"What," Rai growled, Mokoko doing one of its own, claws digging into the ground, "did you say...?!" Rai lowered his arm, turning towards the quieted villagers, eyes searching them all. "Who else thinks that?! Do all of you think Kokiri isn't coming back?!" They stayed silent. Eyes lowered and looking away. One pair of eyes holding soft features staring at how passionate Rai was getting. "Listen well and listen good! Kokiri," Rai took a breath, spear harshly lowering to the ground and meeting it and making the others flinch as he shouted, eyes wide and veins at his neck. "IS MY BROTHER!"

 

Rai's chest rose and fell from exertion, before he turned away, his back to the villagers.

 

"I won't become rangatira. All of you should be ashamed for not even believing in Kokiri. There will be no more talk of this until he comes back."

 

Rai left and Mokoko followed him into the jungle. And sat back as he fought dozens of moa's. Mokoko can see Rai does not want help.

 

He, Mokoko watched Rai's strained expression and loud curses and yells at each moa he downed or if a moa managed to scratch at it or peck him too close, needs to be angry for awhile.

 

Mokoko heard a crinkle of grass and turned its head in attention, tongue ready only to see it was one with the soft eyes and soft features. Looking concerned at Rai with hands to chest.

 

"Ano—"

 

"WHAT NOW?!" Rai raged, face turned towards the newcomer, scarlet hair flowing down, harsh orange glinting and blood upon his face from the moa's, tattooed lion teeth appearing more in a snarl.

 

"Hieeeee~!" The figure moved its arms back from the shock of how scary Rai looked, falling back and making a quiet sound of pain and flinch. Only for a moa to be behind it. Soft eyes widened along with sunrise. "Ahh—No!"

 

The moa moved its powerful beak down towards the close eyes figure, accepting their fate. Only for it to not be so.

 

Mokoko stared curiously at this weak giant, who was being held by Rai in his arm, his other holding his bloody spear due to the downed moa behind them. Mokoko's eyes glanced towards Rai's arm, bleeding from being pecked by the moa instead of the wide eyed giant.

 

"R-Raiona! Y-You're b-b-bleeding!"

 

"Tsk, who cares about that?! What's wrong with you?" Rai asked, looking down at the figure in his arms. Biting their weak looking lips. "Don't you know to not come here without a weapon? Or at least know how to use one. Do you even know how to?" They stayed silent, only looking at Rai's arm in concern. Rai released a loud sigh, putting the figure down, their eyes blinking owlishly up at him when he sat and put his arm out. When they did nothing, Rai's eyes narrowed up at them. "What? You just going to stand there and not try to fix that guilty face of yours?" Their eyes widened, lips parting as he looked away, closing his eyes and holding his head, as if in boredom. 

 

They eventually moved to do so. Grabbing the sack they had on their hip and using what Mokoko understood was some sort of salve. Mokoko found this a bit boring, so it glanced around. Only to stop when it's far seeing eyes spotted a kawekaweau atop a branch a few feet above and forty steps away. The kawekaweau was already looking at Mokoko when Mokoko glanced there, making their protruding eyes connect. 

 

The kawekaweau proceeded to make odd chirps and clicks in its throat at Mokoko.

 

Mokoko obnoxiously tilted it's head, a question mark above its head. 

 

Due to Mokoko being distracted, it missed the conversation between Rai and the odd figure. It being a woman as she rubbed in the salve of Rai's bicep.

 

"Why did you come anyways? To bother me with what the villagers were spouting...?" Rai groused, brows furrowed and keeping his eyes closed as the woman glanced at him. He clenched a fist. "I won't become rangatira."

 

The woman softly smiled, going back to what she was doing.

 

"I know."

 

Rai's eyes shot open, glancing towards the woman in shock before she continued, her soft hands rubbing and soft and gentle to the touch despite her handling an injury. Rai couldn't feel it.

 

"You really love your brother. I...know how harsh you are with him sometimes. T-The village doesn't see it. That—That y-you're more than just a chest thumping man showing how better you are than your brother. But—I've seen how upset you get when Kokiri is upset. And how you always try to make him believe in himself. Like how you worked with Mokoko over there." Rai said nothing, just watched the woman's face as she concentrated on her work but also tried to keep her words even and stop herself from stuttering. She really wants him to know this. "You...really want people to succeed. Become better than you. I've always...admired that about you."

 

Rai's eyes widened, his heart seeming to quicken when her eyes shyly glanced up at him through her lashes.

 

Rai swallowed, looking away.

 

"U-uh. What's your name, anyways? Have I seen you before?"

 

The woman looked taken aback, her eyes popping out of her sockets.

 

"Hieeee?! We grew up together! I was there with you when you got your tattoo!"

 

"Huh? Really?" Rai scratched the back of his wild mane of a red head. "I've always been bad at faces but I feel like I would remember you."

 

"T-Than," the woman turned to face him as she sat on the back of her legs, squeezing her eyes shut along with her hands atop her knees. Chestnut hair getting in her face as she slightly bowed her head. "R-Remember me, now!"

 

A few beats passed and the woman's eyes flicked open when she a finger lift her chin, spotting Rai's amused smirk.

 

"I'll remember."

 

The woman's tanned cheeks colored at how soft Rai's face could be, especially at her! She fell back, hands to her face and moving side to side on the ground.

 

"HIEEEEEEEEE~!"

 

"I rather not remember that shrieking though. Oi! You'll call more moa's over here! Wait actually," Rai sat over her, hand to her shoulder and making her look up at him and see how close his face was. His face morphing into an excited sharp grin. "Can you keep doing that?! I'm still pissed and want to get it out!"

 

"HIEEEEEEEEE!"

 

"Yeah! Like that!"

 

Mokoko kept staring at the odd kawekaweau who was making it feel odd and intrigued.

 

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Another year came and went, and bare feet touched upon the shores of Karé once more, a soft yet more confident smile as rose colored hair moved along the wind.

 

"I'm back!"

 

The villagers scrambled towards Koki, Mokoko remembers. Koki saying what took so long. How he brought new supplies. Of devices on how to tell directions. Of different clothes. Of a different world. He even stayed to learn the language of the island they landed, to properly trade and a person learned their's too.

 

Mokoko found it funny when Rai welcomed him back.

 

"Why, if it isn't Kōpīpī Koki back from his little adventures. Did you happen to get stronger or are you the same?"

 

Koki smiled, short rose hair bangs along his forehead, two small short braids within his free hair as he tilted his head. Mokoko feels as if Koki grew like Rai did. Rai still taller but not by much, now being 6'8 and Koki now 6'7.

 

Koki looked around.

 

"You didn't burn the place down while I was gone I see. Was worried about it coming from you, Poauau Rai!"

 

Rai's face twisted into a scowl, a tick on his face.

 

"Oi!"

 

Koki put his head back and laughed. Still soft in the way Mokoko remembers, like a breeze. But now loud, where you want the breeze to take you along for the ride.

 

Rai couldn't help join the laughter before they clasped hands, Rai sharply grinning and Koki looking at Rai with a smile.

 

"It's good to have you back."

 

"Good to be back."

 

Koki noticed there was a woman, who looked about to burst with a baby behind Rai. Waiting patiently and wringing her hands nervously. Koki recognizing the woman with a call of her name.

 

"Arihi? You're with child! I've missed a lot haven't I? Who's the father?"

 

"A-Ano, w-well I wanted to—Hieeee!" Arihi squeaked when Rai put an arm around her, flashing a proud grin at Koki as sunset eyes glanced at the action. 

 

"I am! You missed a lot, Koki. What kind of brother misses a wedding?"

 

Koki's jaw dropped.

 

"Y-you? A father? Husband?" Koki's face morphed into deep concern, as he bowed towards Arihi. "I'm sorry. My condolences."

 

"Oi!" Rai shouted, ticks back on his face as he brought Koki back up with his hand to Koki's lighter skin shoulders compared to Rai's, dark tanned fists around the piece of cloth Koki had around himself. "Don't get smart with me! Did you get some confidence while you've been away?"

 

Koki's smile only widened.

 

"Maybe."

 

Rai assesed Koki, his lips turning up a tad despite his "Hmph" of a grunt. Koki looked around.

 

"Where's Mokoko?" This is when Mokoko came out from the thick jungle, proud and large with five foot long and four foot tall came out. It's lips up and in pride as small bodies of kawekaweau's scuttle red around it, Mokoko whipping its tongue up towards the sky in excitement as Koki stared dumbly before shouting once more in surprise as Mokoko leaned it's head down towards a tiny kawekaweau who fell, bumping its head against the obnoxiously small one. No. Not it. "Mokoko is a girl?!"

 

Rai grinned sharply, smugly. As if he knew all along when in fact he didn't as he elbowed Koki's arm.

 

"Crazy, right?"

 

"Mokoko is the biggest kawekaweau I've ever seen!" Koki added, fascinated and Mokoko beamed in a way where she could, chin up and high and chest puffed as Koki drew closer. 

 

The kawekaweau's at her feet, her babies, looking at him curiously. Tongues flicking slightly out but stopping when Mokoko glanced at them.

 

 "Never hurt Alpha's. Never point tongues at them. Good. Family."

 

"Okay, Mama." Her babies said, who she will never leave, never experience loneliness or death or if life is all a circle of eating and fighting and wondering about dying, although confused. Not knowing of how Mokoko was first threatened by a scary scarlet haired child to never whip a tongue out at him or else death will come for her. But Mokoko has more reasons now than just the the threat of death coming for her if she ever broke that silent vow.

 

Mokoko was satisfied anyways. She made a pleased chirped when Koki, always soft and kind Koki, brought a hand to her thick scaled head. Closing her eyes as she felt once more the gentle touch upon her as his hand stroked between where her eyes was. Koki muttering about odd things and possibilities and miracles and how's and why's.

 

Rai only scoffed.

 

"What are you talking about? Of course she's the biggest! She had our Pride after all!"

 

Koki paused in stroking, making Mokoko open her eyes, seeing how Koki was staring at her tenderly. In thought. In realization and in pride, what she's always heard and what she knows.

 

Life is this, Mokoko remembered and never will forget, of campfires and nose being tickled by spicy dust and rough hands and gentle touches and laughter and sunrise and sunset shining. Never bow. Pride and free.

 

"Ah," Koki said, before turning towards Rai, head over shoulder and a calm smile. "And we'll show everyone."

 

Rai grinned, sharp and teeth flashing.

 

And Mokoko thought that sounded nice.

 

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The duel happened after a few days. After the villagers got anxious and after Rai told Koki he better have worked hard these past few years and not just read.

 

Koki, sunset eyes glinting, said nothing. Only nodded and smiled. It made Rai pause, lips twitching up and holding back.

 

But Mokoko sees what Rai did. Kōpīpī Koki isn't Kōpīpī anymore. An Alpha like Mokoko always felt he was, behind soft touches and kind eyes.

 

For Koki beat Rai. Fair and square. In a way that Mokoko never noticed before. His weapon looking harder and Koki revealing later on what it was.

 

"Spiritual energy. I learned it at the island," Koki explained to everyone and Rai when he picked him up. Rai in attention. "There's so much to learn, to do. We can spread our angel dust and we can also learn stuff along the way."

 

"That's nice," Rai said, crossing his arms and Mokoko glancing up from watching her babies that were hunting insects upon the ground, bodies sprawling and chirps and squeaks being heard. "So when can I go, rangatira?"

 

Koki smiled, in a way where he wasn't surprised Rai would ask. For Rai always wants to see more. And wants to see the world that Koki speaks so enthusiastically for. Even Arihi knew, her smile just turning accepting.

 

"How about first when your child is born before you leave mindlessly?"

 

"Oi! And of course I'm staying! And aren't you the mindless boar?"

 

Koki only shook his head and smiled.

 

Mokoko thought once more, of how things have changed and how they haven't and how Mokoko's life was more than it ever could be and instincts and knowing biologically, ingrained in it's mind of what is and isn't, isn't true. And that there are no conflicts between these two that could occur. And that Mokoko has a Family and has a family that she will never leave alone and have to wonder when they finally dig out of dirt if they will ever meet a sibling or father or mother.

 

This is life.

 

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Time would pass, with sunsets and sunrises and sometimes hotter and sometimes colder.

 

Rai often going out to the deep blue ocean, coming back months later. Sometimes years, but no more than two. Not wanting to pass Koki nor be away from his mate and baby. With him, bringing stories and sunrise eyes bright as he shared what he saw. Knowing and becoming an expert of this spiritual energy when he travelled. Koki listening intently and asking what he brought and what others would trade.

 

Of islands with puzzles for ground. Islands of animals one would never imagine. Islands of flowers, of sand, of Great Lakes and great storms.

 

Mokoko would listen too. Babies grown and off and being independent in the jungle. But knowing where their mama will be. To see. To love.

 

Mokoko loved this island. It's home. It has pride.

 

But she would think and wonder, as Rai would share stories and gesture and look so passionate, of how much freedom there could be beyond this.

 

More to life than home. Free.

 

Mokoko loved being with Koki, after being so long away. Helping Koki with ideas he would create, carrying sticks and stones in her mouth or strapped to her back, used to weight and trained for anything. Creating more habitats and rafts that are not rafts but something called boats, trading with that island he first saw. Where he supposedly found a mate too, based on how Koki likes heading over there often too. She was ecstatic when Koki showed a piece of stone wall, artists working on it and making pictures of what Mokoko understood was Koki and Rai and her since the begging and everything Koki and Rai accomplished so far too.

 

Mokoko stared, enraptured as Rai finished a story of seeing a large fish the size of an island, and Koki glanced down at her. Rai spotting where his eyes were and following, his signature sharp grin on his face that Mokoko still finds disturbing to this day.

 

"What? You wanna come with me, Mokoko? Sounds pretty amazing, huh?"

 

Koki gave Rai a disapproving look.

 

"And how will she go? We have boats yes, but what will you do when night comes? She needs heat. Especially out in sea like that."

 

"I'll make a fire."

 

"And burn down the boat with you?" Koki deadpanned. Rai scowled and looked away. Koki shooting Mokoko a look when she bowed her head sadly. "You really want to go, Mokoko?"

 

Mokoko's head raised, eyes glinting. Rai laughed.

 

"Look at Mokoko! Of course she does! She wants to share our Pride too, huh?"

 

At that, Mokoko whipped her tongue to the sky. It made Rai laugh again and Koki smile, his sunset eyes in thought before nodding.

 

"Okay. We'll find a way than. You're family after all, Mokoko."

 

Mokoko chirped, and was so excited, she jumped atop both of them with her scaly body. Them both grunting and Mokoko feels as if they were young again, Mokoko rubbing her head on their's as Rai pretended to not like it by shouting for her to get off and Koki patting her scaled arm.

 

Family. Good.

 

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Koki made a boat design for her and Rai. Where Mokoko can freely lay in one part of the boat, to lay in night and making a way for fire to still be lit and not cause boat to burn. A way to carry it around too. Mokoko did not understand, but fire was surrounded by metal. But was still warm. Room where she will sleep will have several of these lit when it is night to keep her warm.

 

And once it was made, off they went.

 

Not before Koki gave them a goodbye at the shores. Him squatting down towards Mokoko and whispering lowly for her to take care of Rai. Which Koki did not need to. But Mokoko knows Koki says things that aren't needed.

 

Koki said goodbye to Rai, clasping of hands and telling him to take care of Mokoko.

 

Rai snorted, his grip tightening around his brother's.

 

"You point out the obvious sometimes."

 

Mokoko sees Rai knows it too.

 

They left. 

 

And Mokoko saw how the ocean was not just one blue but many shades. How the sun felt hotter in the days, out in the open sea and nothing to block her from it. How warm breezes are nice and not cold. How birds would fly overhead that Mokoko has never seen before.

 

She didn't even know birds could fly.

 

Didn't know how green grasses can be in other islands. How high trees can go. How many different looking giants there are, but Mokoko's favorites will always be Rai and Koki. Food is different yet interesting and still tasty and how other places have their own Angel dust. 

 

It was wonderful. It was everything. 

 

But than it wasn't.

 

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They arrived in an island that was too quiet already, one they have visited in the past, famous for utensils and fish. Rai in alert with coiled muscles and pear at the ready, Mokoko in attention by his side, eyes looking this way and that.

 

They moved inward.

 

They found bodies.

 

Rai cursed, moving around until they found one. Mokoko seeing a body move, breath stuttering and panting and how red colored their chest.

 

"They...took everything...and they didn't even..." it was a man, Mokoko thinks, due to facial hair around the scrunched up face, tears falling in anguish that Mokoko can't fathom. Rai listened, squatting form and ear close to hear. "They said they will unite us...to become a part of something great...but they just stole...we...we'll be erased from history...!" The man cried, as if that was worse than death. Worse than what was after death.

 

Mokoko wondered if that was what true death was.

 

Forgotten, Mokoko thought as Rai silently rose after closing the man's eyes when it seemed to fade from it's glimmer. Life after death does not matter. If no one left in life does not know what you were.

 

"Come on, Mokoko." Rai toned, serious and grim that it made Mokoko stand in attention. Mokoko never heard him speak like this before. "We must find out about this."

 

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They travelled to other island's, them speaking of a group wishing to unite. Them wanting to join. Others not wishing to, just wanting to keep knowledge for themselves. Other's too late. Not all exterminated but enough where scars Mokoko did not see but know were there based on reactions when she and Rai arrived. Guarded and jittery and offensive.

 

How people stole what made them, them. Their 

own Pride. Tricking and attacking without asking.

 

It made Rai really, really, really angry

 

Mokoko understands why.

 

Pride is life. Pride is freedom.

 

Pride of Karé.

 

What would happen if those people came for Karé?

 

Rai thought the same, for they sailed back to Karé after he gathered enough. Them barely leaving an island due to them wanting to steal what little Rai had of their Pride, of Angel dust.

 

Rai and Mokoko barely touched their feet upon the sands before he asked to meet with Kokiri. Not Koki, but Kokiri. Everyone knew to stop and leave them alone. Although Rai's mate looked at him in concern and having to hold back baby that is baby no more but little giant to go to Rai.

 

Rai and Koki went to large habitat of stones, Mokoko staring with grin protruding eyes as Rai paced and Koki listened with a frown. Of islands having Pride stolen. Of islands being attacked by a group. A group that Rai managed to gather wore odd hats and some odd eyes. Of islands wishing to attack first and try to get Karé's Pride.

 

"We have to do something, Kokiri! We need to train our warriors, all of them in the spiritual energy, we need to prepare!"

 

"Rai. Calm down. We don't need to do that. It will send everyone to a frenzy if we suddenly train all our warriors harder than before." Rai stopped, sunrise eyes widening in disbelief. "Our Pride is not in our strength. Just our Angel dust. I believe you about this group attacking islands...but surely there must be more to it than that? Why attack them?"

 

"What do you mean why?!" Rai did not understand what Koki was saying. It seemed to just make him angrier. And Mokoko could only watch in the middle, eyes flicking back and forth in worry. "People aren't kind, Koki! That's why! Life has always been that way! People don't care unless it's about them! Life is just shitty sometimes."

 

Koki frowned.

 

"I don't believe that. There's always a reason."

 

Rai furrowed his brows, deep and seemed to be looking at Koki in a new light. Rai tightened his hold on his spear.

 

"You're too soft." Koki paused, tensing as Rai went on with a tone of disappointment. "I knew you always were. But I believed in you. You just needed to see what you could be. What you could turn into." Rai frowned, resigned as he stared down at Koki. "I guess I was wrong."

 

"Believed?" Koki repeated, half incredulous and other half causing his face to fall a tad as Rai looked to the side. "You think me a weak  rangatira? You haven't seen what I've done for our island, while you were going around and around for these past three years, I was making sure everyone experienced our Pride of our people. How it's meant to be. With everyone and freely. As we get other commodities from different islands here. We...are not a people that need to be violent."

 

"What do you think I'm saying?! What's wrong with being prepared, Koki?! Better that than nothing!"

 

"Raiona. I know you. You're all or nothing when it comes to things like this."

 

Rai's next words were cold, yet said in a way as if it was fact.

 

"I guess you're all nothing than."

 

Koki's shoulders tensed, eyes flashing as he took a step forward. Mokoko interrupting with a sad and strained gurgle, getting between the two. Rai and Koki blinking at Mokoko who stared at them, eyes feeling like they were burning.

 

No, Mokoko desperately thought as she looked between her family. Of two Alpha's. Instincts always saying this was a bad idea. End in blood. Instincts wrong. Family. Family!

 

Rai turned away, back facing Koki.

 

"I'll show you, Koki. People...aren't like you. You...always were..." Rai didn't finish his words, instead shaking his head and stepping out through the door. "I'll bring evidence what's happening. I won't let our Pride get stolen. Not by anyone. Mokoko, come." Mokoko stayed, flinching when Rai turned his head back and commanded for her to come. Rai's eyes widened before scarlet wild spiky hair hid sunrise eyes. "Fine. Stay than."

 

Mokoko did not feel better when Koki brought his hand on her back and head. Feeling as if something was coming.

 

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Rai left after a few days spending with his family.

 

Mokoko stayed with Koki.

 

Mokoko doesn't know what Rai saw. He never truly said, not even to Mokoko. Not everything.

 

But he came back different.

 

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"What do you mean they haven't been paying or trading everything in full?!" Rai questioned loudly, Koki sitting calmly as Rai stood over him and gestures wildly. "After all these years, they're trying to get advantage of us?! The first island you went to, Kokiri?!"

 

"They're not taking advantage. It is of no consequence either way. We're loyal to each other. We can be lax in payments and trades. "

 

"Not so many times! The other islanders talk, Koki. We...we need to keep some of our angel dust too! They are questioning you!"

 

"Are they or are you?"

 

"Koki. Don't. Just listen to me." Rai's sunrise met Koki's sunset, glinting and trying to show through eyes alone and silence to Koki the severity of this. "They're foreigners in the end of the day. They can't possibly know how important this is to us. Or they do know or don't care! We can't let people step over us like this, Koki! Cut trades with them! Or give them less than promised if they aren't going to pay properly!"

 

"You are taking this too close to heart. Rai...I..." Koki stared up at Rai sadly, whose form as tense and coiled and ready for a fight at any moment. Eyes always flicking slightly when a small movement was heard outside the large stone building. As if expecting an attack. "I...can't imagine everything you saw out there. How it felt...what it would mean...but that won't happen here. If that group comes, we'll just talk things out—"

 

Rai laughed, all broken and raspy and hollow and not deep and loud and bellow like Mokoko always knew. It made Mokoko throat feel odd and she noticed Koki's eyes were tight at the sound.

 

"Oh, Koki," Rai said in a breath, looking at Koki in a mix of sorrow and resignation. "If only everyone thought like you. I'm sorry but...I'm not behind you in this."

 

Koki's eyes widened and Mokoko's did too.

 

For Rai, always and forever, despite his harshness and roughness in words and actions, pushed Koki to be better. For he believed in Koki in a way no one else did. Backed him no one else could, in everything and anything with every idea and plan.

 

Rai always had Koki's back.

 

But not in this,  Mokoko thought. 

 

Rai walked away, with a word of he's leaving again to bring someone he met in the seas. Someone who is trying to stop this.

 

Mokoko glanced at Koki, who smiled at her sadly.

 

"Go. I know you want to." Mokoko made a pitiful gurgle, bumping her head against Koki once before leaving, hearing the additional words Koki said, defeated. "Please watch over him."

 

Mokoko went to Rai, Rai accepting her easily and off they went.

 

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Mokoko saw bad things again.

 

Bodies and blood. Some of the hats Rai was saying, looking white and Rai said they were supposed to be people who protect. Once.

 

Mokoko doesn't know those who kill all to protect, who steal.

 

But Mokoko can tell Rai wants to protect Karé in any way. And Koki wants to as well.

 

Mokoko does not know who is right. Who is wrong.

 

Just that being free is much harder than Mokoko initially thought. Harder than digging up and out and dirt in your eyes and finding you're alone with no one to take care of you.

 

Must watch Rai, Mokoko determined, attacking those who would attack Rai with a whip of her tongue or swiping her thick scaled tail that will be hard to cut through, hissing with narrowed eyes and looking ferocious as she was in front of a bleeding Rai once. Protect. 

 

Mokoko does not know who is right. 

 

Because she loves Karé too. And does not want Pride stolen. Nor freedom, nor life. 

 

Mokoko does not know, for she is just a kawekaweau. 

 

But she knows Rai is changing. Mokoko feels herself changing too.

 

At night, in the boat, Rai's head on her stomach and as they sleep, they can pretend they aren't. 

 

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Rai said they finally tracked down the person who could help. Who speaks of being free too. That the man can hear voices but more. A Voice.

 

That the man has a promise to keep.

 

Like how Rai promised mate and babies he will come back. And that no one will touch Karé.

 

They were in a habitat, dark and dank and small yet man could still fit. Mokoko sensed he was larger than he even appeared, as she stared up at the straw hat on man's head. 

 

Man with straw hat asked if Rai is ready to truly do this, and why. Rai's answer was easy, sunrise eyes gleaming as he sat crossed legged in front of strange man with odd smiles and equally strange glints in eyes. 

 

"For the Pride of Karé of course! No one will touch anyone there, nor what makes us who we are. Our Angel Dust...is meant to be respected! We..." Rai's hands clenched at his lap, his jaw tight. "...are a proud people!"

 

The man hummed, still smiling oddly.

 

"To die for pride? You sure are interesting, Raiona!" The man laughed before he sobered, eyes looking distant and straw hat slightly shadowing eyes. "I have a promise to keep myself. But it's to a Princess so you can say it's a better reason than yours!" The man childishly added before laughing again.

 

Rai did not react besides a mild sweatdrop, but Mokoko tensed beside him. Rising to her feet as the man glanced at her, still with mischief and joke in his eyes. 

 

"Pride worthy. Pride is all!" Mokoko shouted, growling in the back of her throat so harsh she is sure that more venom is being formed for her tongue for their threat. The man did not seemed affected. "Man does not know Pride or price to be Free!"

 

"I don't, huh?" Rai's eyes looked bewildered, looking between the man who's tone was amused yet eyes serious and at Mokoko who had her already protruding eyes widened that he understood. "You are an interesting thing. Scars in your soul since you were born and fighting to be where you were. You think you are the only one who has fought and bled and spat to live?" Mokoko's jaw loosened, blinking and listened to man who sensed that she was born within dirt and had to fight to get out. "There are others who were alone, far longer than you. Raiona has talked much about you, prideful Mokoko."

 

Mokoko glanced at Rai, who's cheeks were colored at that but kept his gaze between them. 

 

Mokoko looked back at odd man with odd hat and odd eyes, eyes connecting.

 

"Found family. Pride and family. Will fight and kill and die to protect."

 

Mokoko and Rai both jumped when the man threw his head back, his guffaw seeming to cause the small danky and dark walls to shudder at the powerful sound.

 

"Always to die and never to live for," the man said strangely with a wide smile and teeth flashing, Rai's brow raising along with Mokoko's invisible one. The straw hat man shook his head. "Does not matter. Just learn to not presume about others lives. Or other's treasures." Mokoko tilted her head. Treasure? "Now..."

 

Rai and Straw Hat man spoke of plan, of others and other islands.

 

Mokoko could not understand fully.

 

Just that Straw Hat was more than meet the eyes.

 

Larger than he appears, Mokoko thought once more.

 

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Rai and Mokoko came back to island, seeing villagers crowding Rai of Koki's mistakes. Of the other island with a woman that has bewitched Koki to do nothing, of how they took more than they needed. Of how Koki is broken. 

 

Mokoko can tell as Rai dashed to where the rangatira building was, all red and inscriptions and odd drawing and where the wall had Mokoko's, Rai's, and Koki's history so far, that Rai wanted to say the words "I told you so".  It was on the tip of his tongue when they both went in, when he touched to open the door.

 

It left immediately when they saw a distraught Koki laying on the floor, shoulders shaking and looking small. An Alpha should not be small.

 

"Rai, you...she took a lot but...I did not think—" Koki's breath shuddered and Mokoko hates the sound of a sob stuck in his throat. Of how wobbly his voice sounded and how it shook. "She has my child...I did not...why would she do that...? Why do people...what is the point...of being cruel...?"

 

Rai did not say anything. He put his spear down on the ground, and went to Koki. Bringing Koki up and hugging him.

 

Mokoko stepped towards them too, laying down around them, encircling them due to her length and head touching both backs.

 

Rai didn't say anything. He just held his brother.

 

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It took months, but Koki allowed Rai to train warriors properly in spiritual energy. Koki overseeing as well.

 

Rai was upset that they fixed relations with island that broke Koki's heart, but Koki never wants war. Allowing islanders to come to Karé, to stay and live and have mates. 

 

Rai waits for signal of plan. From Straw Hat.

 

Mokoko wonders when everything will go back to normal.

 

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Rai left again and Mokoko could not go with him. She had more babies to watch over.

 

But Rai came back and said that something happened to strange man with strange hat and the bad people who steal and kill and wish to unite by force will come.

 

The villagers panicked.

 

For at this point, most have boats and leave and come back for short trips. To trade. And have heard of this group that wants to take Mokoko's Karé away. Villagers wanted to run to islands already attacked. Not wishing death. 

 

Rai decided to attack before others did. Koki did not like it.

 

Mokoko was stuck in the middle again, watching sadly as they fought with harsh words once more. Too many times.

 

They barely even call each other Poauau Rai and Kōpīpī Koki anymore. Mokoko does not remember the last time they did.

 

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Rai had a plan, he was confident when he told Mokoko. 

 

"With this, no one can touch us again," Mokoko did not understand, Rai saying it was a grand weapon. Better than anything. Better than him to protect Karé and their Pride. That even strange people want it but don't have it. "I just have to call in a favor. No one will hurt us, Mokoko. No one. Kokiri...he will see"

 

Mokoko believed him.

 

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Mokoko paused, freezing from nuzzling babies in jungle, large head holding a seven foot long thick scales body of tan and red to a direction in the East.

 

Something wrong, Mokoko thought, watching how smoke came over to the jungle where even she could see. Mokoko did not wish to leave babies, chirping to call other previous but older babies that are bigger but are still her babies. To protect their half siblings. Once they answered and came, she dashed. Large body able to move quicker than any kawekaweau, bigger than any kawekaweau, stronger than any despite what she was. What she once was. A runt. Nothing. Lower than dirt. Rai and Koki helped. Mokoko thought, desperate and fast and nervous at what wa a happening.

 

Knowing that odd group was getting close to Karé based on what she would hear from Rai and other villagers not trusting Koki. But Mokoko was busy with family. So they do not know loneliness like she did. Busy for past few months now.

 

Mokoko ran and ran and ran. Seeing broken buildings. Freezing when building of rangatira was destroyed, thinking the worst before she sniffed. Glancing towards the East once more.

 

There, Mokoko ran towards where she smelled Koki and Rai. To family. To her Pride. To those who made what she was, to be alive and here and able to live and be free.

 

Mokoko stopped, muscles tensing and breath leaving her lungs and heart thundering faster than she ever felt before. Faster than when she almost lost her life to a moa barely a month in her once pathetic life. Faster than when Koki would call for her with the angel dusted mango, faster than when Rai would train her until not even her clawed toes of her feet could move, and faster when she first birthed.

 

The thudding of her chest stopped, and she felt as if it was stuck in her throat.

 

Two tanned bodies, bare except for cloaks made of feathers and tattoos upon a right arm and a face down on the ground, surrounded by others. Mokoko distantly realizing it was some of the strange people, who wished to take. But Mokoko did not care about those who wished to hurt, only carefully stepping up towards two bodies that were in the middle, blood upon the grass and body and weapons away from hands.

 

"No," Mokoko said desperately as she reached to where they were, to no one. To the sky. To the jungle. To anything that would listen. But no one came. "No!"

 

A head of scarlet hair moved while sunset eyes opened, rose bangs in the way.

 

"H...ey..." Mokoko eyes burned at hearing how Rai struggled to open his eyes, the ones that are sunrise and promised dawn and a new day. Koki's one sunset, who dignified endings, of night upon them, yet held the hope that it would always come the next day, stayed on Mokoko. Her tears hot and going down and her throat tight and wishing to keep releasing gurgles. Rai had a tight sharp grin, blood in his teeth. "Wh...at's wrong...wi..th... you? Have...n't...seen...you cry...since I...trai...ned you..."

 

"Rai," Koki rasped and Mokoko felt her chin tremble, large tears coming upon their bodies and they both made noises of discomfort but Rai adding that Mokoko is making a mess. "Don't...save...your strength."

 

Rai grunted, grin faltering but he kept it up with a smirk instead. Mokoko didn't sense she was digging her claws to the ground.

 

"My...strength? ...For what? I—" Rai stopped, and his tattooed face holding the powerful frightening lion looking strained. He swallowed, his eyes still tight and closed. He could not open them. "I...thought I rui...ned us...rem...member? I...should not have...done what I...did..."

 

Koki closed his one sunset eye, expression pinched. He couldn't shake his head, but Mokoko saw the minute movement of the attempt.

 

"No...I...did...I should've...never left you alone...we..." Koki's one sunset eye opened, his head turning to look at Rai who was beside him, tears going down it. Rai could not see it, but he could hear his brother's choked up words and how his breathing got more difficult. "We...are always...supposed to be...together...you should've...came with me...to the island...and I should've...went with you to the seas..."

 

Rai wheezed a laugh, Koki pausing when he did and Mokoko looked at Poauau Rai who always laughed at everything with such a scary face.

 

"Ah...and who would've...cared for Karé...? No...one of us...should always stay...to protect our pride...and we were never...alone. Right? Mokoko?"

 

Mokoko's breath repeatedly got stuck in her throat, but she nodded anyways.

 

Koki smiled, defeated.

 

"You...never really were...Poauau Rai, eh?"

 

Rai grinned, fierce.

 

"And you...never actually were Kōpīpī Koki...despite what I said, I always—" Rai bit his lips, and Koki stared at how harsh his scarlet haired brother who never shared emotions outwardly and always seemed far away, hold back a sob. "I always...believed in you...!"

 

"I'm sorry...that I disappointed you than..."

 

"No." Rai interrupted, firm. "We...both are at fault... I...just hope my favor comes in...but...that's not..." Rai coughed, spitting out a wad of blood. 

 

Koki's one sunset eye darkened at the action, but he turned towards Mokoko who stood above them both, protruding eyes not stopping from burning. Koki continued for him.

 

"...it's not important, right now... Mokoko..."

 

Rai collected himself, and Koki and him spoke at once. Like they did when they both first showed Mokoko their Pride, their life, what became hers.

 

"You're family."

 

"So..." Rai said, loud voice too quiet and too soft and not like himself. "Can you..."

 

"Just," Koki continued for him, eyes of orange and pink that holds the ball of light that always gave Mokoko warmth since she was within an egg. "Stay with us...?"

 

Mokoko lips trembled, she pressed them together to stop it. She didn't say anything, because she was just a kawekaweau. But she did encircle her large seven foot long body around them, touching scaled skin to soft ones.

 

She did a chirp for them. 

 

Mokoko thinks she felt them smile.

 

Alone in birth and in death, Mokoko thought, holding back a pained gurgle as she felt and heard breaths slow. But not them. Not them.

 

Just Mokoko.

 

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Mokoko stayed there a long time.

 

It took remnant villagers for her to finally get off. They spoke of how large sea animals came. Made a strong current where no one could simply come to Karé again nor could those in the island to leave.

 

Mokoko did not care.

 

She was alone. Again.

 

Ah. Mokoko thought, sitting in front of two dirt mounds that the villagers made. So this is death.

 

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Karé Island—Present Time. At Buried Hieroglyphics Behind Wharenui

 

"Huh," you said, scratching your head as you looked at all the simple drawings on the slab of stone at the bottom of the hole. Mokoko beside you silent as you did your best trying to understand from drawings alone. "I'm not a nerd, so I can't read this stuff...but I think I get it. You lost people, didn't you?" You asked, staring up at Mokoko who did not move sad protruding eyes from the slab.

 

You frowned, standing up and scratching your head again.

 

"Sucks you can't talk. You must've seen a lot that even this stone can't say. I wonder who those bad people are though..." Mokoko's eyes moved towards your hat, making you frown as you touched it. "Eh? It can't be related to the Marines?"

 

Mokoko shook her head and than nodded.

 

Your frown deepened.

 

"You're not making any sense...but look, I'm not here to do that." You fully turned towards Mokoko, (e/c) eyes connecting towards protruding ones. "I'm helping! They asked for help so I can't just leave these people here. You want to protect them too, yeah? Like before?"

 

Mokoko stared at strange woman who is saying strange things yet has one of the odd hats she has seen before. She stared at your eyes, with her very large ones.

 

Small, Mokoko thought, incredulous yet nostalgic all at once. Yet big. Could be large.

 

Mokoko nodded and your lips turned up, a harsh grin as you punched a fist to an open hand. Mokoko's eyes rounding at how sharp it looked, it could be a smirk.

 

"Alright! Let's go do this thing than!"

 

Karasu glinted at your hip, at the ready as you moved to run towards Mayor's house again. You yelping when some fire seemed to start to catch on it, Mokoko quickly following after you and bringing buckets from the well and you doing the same. You cursing about stupid pirates and burning everything and how dare they touch your sword like that. Even though Mokoko feels as if bad people did not know you were here. Whoever you were.

 

You who can smirk yet can be understanding and can sound soft.

 

It reminded Mokoko of family.

 

And when you went in the Mayor's house to get Kuroi ten'nosabaki, leaving Mokoko alone where two pirates appeared who must've caused this and whipping her tongue but they are able to dodge fast and quick and they were laughing and cursing at Mokoko as they managed to shoot and cut at parts of her tan and red scaled body—you slashed down at them. Appearing out of the Mayor's house with a high jump, sun glinting behind you and Mokoko stared.

 

"What are you two shits doing?! Can't you see—"

 

Mokoko stared at how you landed, how you rushed and how you fought and brought down the two pirates with eyes slightly shadowed and glaring as they laid on the ground.

 

"Can't you see that we're trying to protect our pride?" Mokoko mouth loosened, your tone serious and tense, one hand holding the largest and thickest sword Mokoko has ever seen. "This island...this sword...I'm going to teach you turds to stay in the dirt where you belong...!"

 

Mokoko felt hope rising, nostalgia hitting her once more as she looked at your back.

 

Perhaps, Mokoko thinks, whipping her tongue at the fallen pirates for good measure before continuing to follow your dashing form towards where the bonfire was in the distance, I can see the sunrise again.

 

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Karé Island—Near the Bonfire and Houses/Huts on Fire

 

Zuko was crouched on the floor, coughing blood as he tried to hold himself up, sweat on his skin and breathing heavy.

 

"Matua kēkē!" Azu cried, struggling to get out of a pirates choke hold around her neck who only tightened his hold on her. The other pirates that smelled like salt that wasn't from the sea, but more from something that couldn't be placed. Azu spoke, despite her throat being cut off. "N-no! G-g-get up! Matua kēkē!"

 

"Shut up, you brat!" The pirates captain said harshly, standing above Zuko's struggling crouched form. His long unruly beard that reaches to his chest filled with chips and fries that are stuck within around a sneer. He brought a foot down atop Zuko's back, Zuko going to the floor, his usual stoic face tense when he heard his niece cry out for him once more. "All of you in the East Blue have always been weak. You surprised us at first that some of you are actually strong, but Karé is just like everyone else in this sea." The captain pressed his foot harder, Zuko grunting as his face was pressed onto the floor. "Just all second rate nobodies. You're no Pucci but at least your spices are good enough for my taste."

 

"You...!" Zuko's clenched eyes opened, towards his father who was kneeling on the floor in front of two pirates that had bacon on their coats, scratched up and injured. His feather cloak seeing better days but still on his weathered shoulders, his father's elderly face in anger. "We of Karé are not second rate...! You wouldn't know spices if it was dusted in your face!"

 

The captain's eyes narrowed towards Zuko's father, the two pirates that were behind Mayor each hitting a side of his head and making Mayor go down. Zuko's eyes widened just as Azu started to struggle more, crying out while Aiko beside her tried to shush her but she seemed to be struggling too.

 

They shouldn't be looking like that, Zuko clenched his bandages fists, his teeth clenched together as anger and uselessness rose. I'm too weak. I can't stop them all. They're monsters.

 

Zuko felt his tattoos under his forehead and arms itch.

 

He doesn't know what to do.

 

His family, they're going to die if he keeps being stubborn!

 

That woman isn't here either. All talk like I thought.

 

No, Zuko thought, moving his arm slowly as the captain was distracted mocking his father, teething the bandages off his fists and them slowly loosening, falling to the floor and pulse hammering in his neck. If I can't do it myself, than other Karé people can. Even if it's them.

 

The captain drew closer to the struggling Mayor, who spit out to the side as he slowly raised himself with his stick. The captain's sword tight around his hand at the gall of this nobody islander, who still had enough to speak with a cracked voice.

 

"Maybe we aren't the first best. Or even the second. But we sure have the heart to be it one day. We..." Mayor rose his head, shouting loudly despite the strain, wrinkled hand tight around his cane. "...are proud of our country!"

 

Azu's eyes watered, her poker face long gone but a sense of conviction rising.

 

"I'll show what to be proud of, old man." The captain raised his sword, only to be punched at his side out the way. Body flinging and towards a stone hut that was destroyed due to how hard it went through. The pirates sputtered around them, eyes wide and wondering what happened. The captain got out of the rubble, dirtied and some curly fries falling out of his beard. His eyes widening as he looked at the believed fried stick potatoes go to the ground. "What?! No, I was saving those for later! You—who did that?!"

 

The captain stopped, eyes rounding at a orange light that seemed to brighten around them, and not from the fire that lit up as the night watched.

 

Zuko clenched a bare glowing orange tattooed fist, expression cold and determined.

 

"Well, if it isn't one of our great, great, whatever's, Koki." An amused voice echoed within Zuko's head, all rough in tone. "And I thought he was going to shut us out forever."

 

A soft exasperated sigh in answer within Zuko's mind.

 

"I blame his stubbornness on you, Rai." This one was gentle and soothing. Zuko could imagine a rose colored head shaking, three short braids moving with it as it ignored the annoyed "Oi!". "It's just nice to hear you again."

 

"Why are you so soft, you Kōpīpī Koki?" Zuko thinks Rai sounded embarrassed but seemed to be smiling.

 

"At least I'm no idiot, Poauau Rai." A laugh was barked, a sound deep from the chest that Zuko does not think he could mimic. "We should focus though and help our descendant out. Despite his feelings towards us."

 

"Tch! Didn't even let us finish if you ask me. I didn't even get to the good part."

 

"Being unable to see by being blinded but still fighting is not the good part, Poauau Rai." Kokiri reprimanded.

 

"Definitely a highlight for me. Anyways, he's still weak like you were, Koki. No trace of Spiritual Energy." Zuko frowned at the words, repeating it to himself as Kokiri replied easily.

 

"He'll just have some of ours than. The remnants that remained."

 

"You better get ready, young Zuko!" For some reason, Zuko felt his back straighten. He imagined a sharp eerie smirk on Raiona's face, canines out with those words. "No descendant of mine is going to take this!"

 

"Stay strong and hold on as long as you can," Kokiri added, "People who look down on Karé—"

 

"Don't know what Karé is truly about," Raiona interrupted, and than they spoke at once.

 

In synchrony, the sunrise and sunset as one, the beginning and the end.

 

"Show them our Pride!"

 

Zuko didn't say anything, cherry red hair seeming to float around him and red eyes having orange gleam in them as the captain stared curiously. He could spot his father in his periphery having tear's in his eyes, Azu's mouth wide and open in a hopeful smile and Akko's mouth slightly open.

 

Zuko's red and orange glinting eyes met the pirate captain's.

 

"You're going to hate this."

 

The captain smirked, pointing to the left.

 

"Am I?"

 

Zuko frowned, glancing towards the left only for his senses seeming to scream to look right but it was too late. He grunted each time his body would skitter across the floor when it would stop going up in the air.

 

He struggled to get up, but did. Quickly dodging a shot to his chest by moving to the side, his eyes on a different pirate that had dried noodles upon his person.

 

"What do you think you're doing?" The pirate asked mockingly, twirling his long rifle with one hand. "You can't just attack the captain like that. No. I'm your opponent for riff raff like you. A nobody." Zuko was not sure if he felt Raiona's anger or Kokiri's disapproval, but he felt himself bristle at the words. "Oh, made you angry did I? Come on and teach me a lesson than."

 

Zuko's body appeared before this pirate, who was the first mate, first mate's eyes widening and clenching when a fist like stone met his face numerous times.

 

Zuko had to do this quick. He dodged when his senses would rage at him, his body feeling odd when he landed a hit towards the vice captain. His body is still injured greatly, he won't be able to last long. And he still needs to rescue his family.

 

He heard Azu cry out, making red eyes glance towards it automatically despite his senses screaming at him, only to fall and get shot in the shoulder. Zuko fell back, teeth clenching and muscles tense as he fixed himself before falling fully.

 

"Matua kēkē!" He heard Azu distantly shout, his red eyes tight and orange fading in and out. "Please, you're—you're the strongest! You—You can't die! I know...you don't like our customs, the stuff Ojii—San always talk about. I don't like it when Ojii—San says stuff we're not but...but..." Azu'a lips trembles along with her voice, her lips pinching together as tears fell down her tanned face as she looked to Zuko and Zuko glanced at her. "I actually love being in Karé! Being from here! And I—I want you too! So please, please don't die!"

 

Aiko called her daughter's name softly, surprised and his father only smiled knowingly.

 

Zuko kept his eyes on Azu, her eyes showing belief and gleaming and wide.

 

Zuko nodded, straightening his posture and ignoring the hole in his shoulder as he did his fighting pose with one arm extended out with fist clenched and the other arm closer with palm open.

 

The pirates laughed, the noise irritating his ears. The first mate raising a brow at the pose.

 

"What's that going to do—"

 

Zuko appeared in front of him, as if by teleportation, and the pirate barely managed to widen his eyes before he met a constant barrage of punches to his face and chest and abdomen. Each punch like iron, that it went through the first mate's Haki he attempted to create.

 

"Ha! Not talking now, are ya, ya little poha!"

 

"Don't distract our descendant, Rai."

 

"Tch! Than why are you making a pleased face?! I knew you had a sadistic side in there somewhere."

 

Zuko didn't pay attention to whatever his ancestors were talking about. He only punched and punched and punched and punched, faster than he thought he could go. Stronger than he could ever imagine. The back of his mind only wondering about his family, he had to get and rescue his family.

 

They're in danger, so faster, faster, faster. Stronger, stronger, stronger.

 

Zuko's eyes flashed, releasing one final cry as he did one final punch right to the man's solar plexus, the first mate spotting out blood and wheezing as he flew into the sky. Far and away, the first mate's eyes long white and unconscious as Zuko's chest heaved with short breaths. Him slightly stumbling and the orange hue in his red eyes fading into almost nothing and his cherry red hair following gravity's laws once more, no longer floating.

 

"You managed to knock out my first mate, islander," the pirate captain stated, yet his eyes looked over Zuko, a smirk around an unruly dirty beard looking more like a curl. "But that whole magic aura you had is gone now. And did you forget?"

 

Guns clicked back and the sound of metal moving was heard.

 

Zuko glanced and his pulse seemed to stop.

 

Azu's temple being pressed by a gun. Aiko with a sword to her neck. Downed Mayor having one being pressed to his back, right where his heart would be.

 

The captain laughed along with the pirates who had his family captive.

 

"You may have stopped my first mate somehow, but that doesn't change anything! We'll still have your spices. Karé isn't like the Gourmet Country, Pucci, but," the captain shrugged, "even nobodies like you have unique spices. Others want to have it. A pretty penny too. It's difficult for standard East Blue ships to get close to your island due to the powerful riptide around all of you, so it makes sense why barely anyone comes here. Who wants to come here anyways?"

 

Zuko felt his eyes narrow, anger starting to boil over. He blames it on Raiona inside him.

 

"You can even see it as me helping you. All of you getting the attention. Finally. Everyone will be able to taste what you all have, thanks to your wonderful sacrifice. Ah wait, how about a proposal?" The captain continued, not sensing at all with his Observational Haki of a dashing force coming straight towards their area. Only continuing to mock and sneer and taunt, his crew at his back and cheering him on as the pirate captain moved towards Mayor, and pressing a foot to his back as well. Mayor released a wheeze for a breath, lungs tight at the weight. "We'll let some of you live. To continue gathering these spices of yours. And we'll come every year to get them. That sounds nice, doesn't it? I can't let you live though," the captain said, pressing Mayor into the ground more and than glancing towards the struggling Zuko, whose muscles felt abused and each breath ragged. "And you. You attacked my first mate. Have to make you examples. We can just do that with the others though. Living in servitude doesn't sound that bad compared to death, right? Besides yours of course!" The captain ended with a guffaw, raising his sword to puncture the Mayor.

 

"Ojii—san!"

 

"Papa!"

 

Zuko's eyes widened. A ghost of a flinch when he took a step towards where his family were still being held.

 

I can't do anything, Zuko realized with dread as he watched iron get closer and closer to his father. I ran out of what they gave me. Even with their strength I still can't...I can't!

 

Zuko thought of your words, your determined expression and a deep gaze that seemed to go through him as you said you would help. With how your shoulders were back and your chin level, Zuko had the sense he could believe you.

 

Despite what he read, of inked words proclaiming you betrayed the marines. Running away from responsibilities and duties—a career all about serving and protecting others. A famed one too, based on what he understood. Leaving it all and running around with secrets that you can freely tell anyone that is only meant for marines. Dangerous knowledge.

 

A traitor that threw away what a marine meant, yet still had their hat.

 

And still...

 

"Besides, I said I would help. I'll help."

 

"Please..." Zuko bowed his head, red eyes tight, pride gone because all he wants is his family away from these pirates. Safety to do what they wish. Whether it's his father saying Karé false fame hoods, Azu hiding she loves Karé with a stoic face to be like him, or Aiko being the kind airhead she is . "Come...!"

 

I can't protect with just my hands!

 

A clang. No sound of impaled skin or a worm cry of pain. Instead cries from pirates, a whoosh a sound of a flick that sounded like a release of a tongue.

 

Zuko opened his eyes, widening and what felt like hope rise.

 

"So," you began, your buster sword out and blocking the sword from the captain in front of you who looked and smelled like he had too many fries and chips in his life, the pirate captain's swords tip in the middle of Kuroi ten'nosabaki as it was over Mayor. Mokoko handling the pirates that held Azu and Aiko with a strong and merciless flick of her tongue, throwing the pirates away. You were smirking, tight and dangerous, sowing your irritation. "My opponent is you? I didn't think I was going to be exposed to you today, Salt Fisk pirates. I always wondered why you were allied with Big Mom when you lot seemed to prefer savory."

 

"(Y/N)!" Azu and Aiko called out in relief.

 

Mayor looking up with squinted eyes at you, his own weathered face seemed to relax at seeing you.

 

Zuko could only watch.

 

The captain snarled, leaping back from you, his eyes glancing at his crew who got downed by one of the largest gecko's the captain has seen. The gecko even making a sinister lick of the lips as if to show.

 

The captain's eyes narrowed.

 

Poison, the captain realized before turning back towards this woman with a sword taller than her, and a marine hat on her head. She seems familiar.

 

"Who are you?"

 

You didn't pay him any mind, glancing at Zuko who was still crouched and looking at you with the most emotion you've seen in his red eyes. Your smirk turned more natural, amused.

 

"What? You called too, didn't ya?" Zuko's eyes widened, his jaw loosening and you couldn't help but chuckle. "I help those who want it. Who ask. Can't do everything myself, can I? You gotta help yourself too by reaching out ya know!" You nodded back towards Azu and Aiko as well as Mayor. "Go help your family. I'll handle everything else. This...is the exact kind of fight I need!"

 

Zuko blinked, quickly doing so as best he could in his tired state. Gathering Azu and Aiko who hugged him immediately, helping his father up and Zuko's eyes going towards the large kawekaweau that helped too. Standing by with hackles raised, muscles looking tense behind you towards the distantly allied pirate captain of Big Mom, red and tan scales

 

He felt his ancestors within freeze.

 

"That's..."

 

"Mokoko! How...how is she alive, Koki?!"

 

Zuko frowned, wondering how they know this kawekaweau.

 

"This is our family, brat! I knew he wasn't paying attention, Koki!"

 

"Hush, Rai. This...I can't believe...she's been alive all this time..."

 

"Me neither...she was—she was alone all this time?"

 

Zuko did not understand, but the silence that followed was thick. Zuko couldn't believe it either. Nine hundred years old kawekaweau? How did they never know of one in the history?

 

Zuko thought of your earlier question, of how the kawekaweau kept missing him but landed it's venomous tongue on you. Is the connection between his ancestors and the kawekaweau?

 

He didn't have much time to think however, as the kawekaweau looked over at him. Protruding eyes staring as it tilted it's head at him.

 

Zuko did not understand its confusion, until Azu asked him a question of her own as he held her in his arms.

 

"Why are you crying matua kēkē?"

 

Zuko felt his ancestor's pain, their anguish, their despair. Their words that were hard to understand even by the eloquent Kokiri. Of promises and family and catching insects and catching moa's and of Pride. Of the trio never being one without the other, not until things started changing. Of runts and never bowing and never giving up and how they all seemed to match with red and tan scales and skin.

 

Of the beginning. Of the end.

 

Zuko's lips tightened, answering Azu as they all left you to the fight. Aiko helping Mayor and Mokoko going with them after you told it to(it's a her, she had a small family of her own) while fending off the pirate captain's attacks with blocks. Mokoko's back holding Aiko, Mayor and Azu as Zuko opted to keep running despite his heavy fatigue.

 

"It's nothing," His niece didn't seem convinced, but Zuko just kept his red gaze forward. Hearing you fight and help him protect his true Pride. The Pride of Karé. Zuko's eyes glanced towards Mokoko, who glanced at him as well, her protruding eyes widening at his next words. "Just that our ancestors smile down upon us."

 

They really loved you.

 

Mokoko is just a kawekaweau. She never could truly understand nuances or anything.

 

But she sees those red eyes, and they have that flash of orange appear just like what Rai and Koki had, and he spoke with such hidden meaning. She understood.

 

Mokoko's eyes watered, muscles legs still moving and claws seeming to dig more into the dirt with each step, but she nodded with lips up and a happy chirp.

 

She missed them too.

 

Rai and Koki understood, within Zuko's head. Because family always does.

 

Now, they all just have to depend on you.

 

Mokoko and Zuko glanced back, belief in their gazes as your sword clashed and met the captain's, you slowly maneuvering away from the huts and more towards the direction of the beach. Their gazes understanding what you were doing as they watched what little they could.

 

A new beginning, Mokoko hopes.

 

Protect our Pride, Zuko thinks.

 

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Karé Island—The Beach Red Shores of the Island

 

"What are you doing?!" The captain asked, his beard—if possible—even more unruly than before as he stood a few feet away from you, his sword brandished to his side as the waves that looked a dark deep blue in this night being the only other sound between the two swords clashing against each other. "Why is a marine even here?!"

 

You stood, breath a little haggard as you held your buster sword within two hands. Your eyes slightly shadowed from your cap, and sweat in your brow at how difficult this guy is.

 

Distant ally of Big Mom or not, this potato loving jerk is strong.

 

Your lips rose into a smirk, hands clenching around Kuroi ten'nosabaki that appeared to be glinting under the moonlight.

 

I have to beat him.

 

"What does it look like? I'm going to kick your ass."

 

The captain's face turned into a snarl. You think even his beard turned into swirls and curls from anger too as he shouted a "What?!" but you just kept going. Your gaze turning serious.

 

"No one is messing with this island again. Especially to someone like you. Lackeys of Big Mom."

 

The captain blinked, before his expression turned to one of mirth as he laughed.

 

"You sure don't know what you're talking about, marine. We decided to leave. I don't like Big Mom's taste. Too focused on sweets and not what's really the best type of cuisine—it being everything salty!" The captain dug into his beard and grabbed a french fry and ate it as if to show with a pleased hum. Your face twisted into disgust at that. There had to be a stray hair in there. "Not like she would get up and chase us herself to a weak sea like this."

 

You briefly thought about it, before agreeing with him.

 

Going all the way to a weak sea to cannibalize once ally's won't even be worth it for her.

 

"Besides," the captain continued arrogantly, "You may be fast, but I've noticed your buster sword. You haven't used Haki once! You think you can stop me from what I want?! I'll just go back to the main area of this island and continue what I was doing! You can't do anything!"

 

"We are a proud people." You recall the Mayor saying, staring at you with meaning. "Despite us being small, each man here is worth ten out there. Maybe even thirty. But," Mayor's lips twisted into a waning smile, "we hate conflict. I don't want this to end bloody, not here. Not in our island. Do you understand?"

 

You can't let him go back in there.

 

But...

 

Your face showed mild confusion at the mention of the word Haki. Only to be shocked as you got punched to the chest. Your hacking and breath knocked out as you flew back towards the shore, wet sand on you and sea water dripping as you lifted yourself up with an arm, one eye squinted due to other having salt water within only for your senses able to scream at you this time.

 

You used Geppo to go upwards, just as a sword met to where you just were, your temple having a nervous sweat go down.

 

T-Too close!

 

Your eyes rounded, making a yelp as you used Kamisori to dodge a wide arching upwards slash towards your form. Maintaining the use of Geppo up above as you gazed down at the Salt Fisk pirate captain from a healthy distance in both height and range.

 

This guy...You put a hand to your aching chest, your breaths puffing out as you tried to get it back, you slightly flinching when you did. That was harder than any punch Lucci threw at me. That...felt like the few punches the Old Man would do...!

 

Within your opposite hand, Kuroi ten'nosabaki's metal sheen seemed to flicker. Sharing your concern as your sixth sense decided to tell you once more to move, you having to dodge with a kick to the air to each side or stop kicking to escape every slash, cut, and slice that came your way even from the distance you had from the captain, still getting some grazed cuts along the way. It's as if it did nothing!

 

The captain spoke once more, in an arrogant shout as you kept trying to maintain your distance, of how it will just take one slash and that buster sword of yours will be no more.

 

Definitely not good, you landed onto the ground, bowing your head as a slash went over your head, catching some of the jungle and cutting numerous trees off cleanly. Managing to just miss your marine cap as you leaped backward, your mind going a mile a minute as you tried to think of a plan. Haki is something Bogard mentioned sometimes.

 

You think of Garp's right hand man with the fedora who always went on the old Hero's ship; your partner in crime when it came to stealing Garp's rice crackers while you would mischievously grin and his always flat lips will be lifted into something humored as they would distantly hear Garp rage about his precious snacks.

 

Not just that. But Weirdo Lino too. And Momonga. Haki can make things stronger but you never learned that!

 

You clenched your hand around Kuroi ten'nosabaki, Karasu moving along your hip as you gritted your teeth.

 

You can't use your swords! You won't risk them!

 

So, a new plan than!

 

You let out a surprised yelp, eyes wide as you sprung to the left closer to the sea and moving your buster sword and Karasu out the way from the slash. You let out a pained hiss, the cut landing on your left shin, the dark jeans now having a tear and blood pouring from your wound. The blood looking black under the moonlight as it dripped down to the sand, you putting most of the pressure on your right leg now to lessen the pain.

 

You glanced down at it, seeing the cut is not too deep. At least that's good.

 

At the captain's sinister chuckle, you looked in his direction to take in his pleased arrogant and mocking smirk. Funny how a man having a beard like that is arrogant at all.

 

"See? All I'm doing is adding even more character to your body. I'm no doctor, but I can tell when a scar is fresh. Nice and pretty spot too to erase whatever possible charm you may have had before. And I'm going to add plenty more before I off you," You stilled, the cap shadowing your eyes as the captain kept going with a one armed shrug, almost as if saying 'what could you do?'. "There's no point in you fighting these nobodies anyways. What's the point? Or are you truly just a marine that can't stop sticking your nose everywhere?"

 

The captain snickered, and only stopped when your bowed shadowed head rose, your narrowed  (e/c) flashing at him underneath your cap.

 

"Scar?" You repeat, like an afterthought. "The only scars I get are the ones I allow. And you definitely won't get one, you pube hair growing potato farm shit! You...don't deserve it!"

 

Deserve it?! The captain reared back in his head, ticks on his temple at your insult yet sweat on his skin at your glare. This is a crazy bitch! As if you choose who gives you scars! She didn't even care I insulted her appearance!

 

"And people who hold pride into their passions—that has always been a weakness of mine." The captain started sweating more, oddly. The marine's presence growing stronger and stronger if possible, as if you could crush him. The captain hasn't felt something like this...since... the captain's eyes widened. And with that shock in his expression, you took the opportunity like a dog with a bone. Appearing before him with the use of Soryu, your buster sword up and high to the side as you quickly did a number of slashes, putting your speed of Kamisori to the sword instead. Twisting and stabbing and slicing, the captain's garbs being cut up and the captain too disoriented to do much, until he felt a sharp pain to his chin that made him bite his tongue from the strength—copper filling his mouth due to your headbutt, your eyes aflame. "I too...have pride in something! So I'll protect theirs!"

 

The captain fell back, eyes rolled up just as your left leg gave out, blood still spilling down your leg as you felt the sand below you. The grittiness grounding you as you panted, lungs seeming to wheeze and your hand shaking around your buster sword as you held yourself up with your other trembling arm.

 

You still had it in your hand, however. And that's what counts.

 

You glanced down at the downed captain.

 

You managed to catch him off guard. If all else fails, insults always works to lose people's cool.

 

You don't know how else you were going to win. You managed to sense enough to dodge but he still managed to get you. A direct hit from a slash would've ended you.

 

But, I did it. You took in the pirate captain's insignia of a dead pig with seasonings being put on it on the captain's coat, a prideful smile on your lips between heavy breaths. This is one of the first few steps towards Big Mom. This was just a nobody once distant ally. I just need to get stronger!

 

You felt something like liquid go down your left cheek. You raised a hand and wiped, only to see blood on your fingers as you stared with a frown.

 

Your bandage on your cheek must've flown away as you were fighting. And the scar must've reopened due to how expressive you were being, pulling it open too much.

 

You clenched your bloody fingers into a fist, eyes shadowed as you glanced towards your bloody left shin, sand getting in the wound.

 

You have to get stronger.

 

You can't get any scar. Not one more.

 

Not one.

 

You stood, putting pressure on your right leg as you awkwardly moved towards the pirate captain, eyes still shadowed under your cap as you stared down at him. Spotting he was still breathing.

 

He really was strong.

 

You held your buster sword with both hands, despite the trembling muscles and calling out to you in protest.

 

"You may have been an asshole," You say quietly, Kuroi ten'nosabaki shining under the moonlight as Karasu at your hip glinted menacingly on your hip. "But I know worse people than you. You actually wanted to get out from someone's thumb too. Do your own thing. To do what you wish. You were strong too so..." you lifted your buster sword, the tip a centimeter above the captain's chest where his heart was. "I'll use Kuroi ten'nosabaki on you."

 

You can't risk him leaving. No one should bother these people anymore.

 

Pirates trying to steal their work or the World Government trying to stop possible secrets of the Void Century from spreading.

 

You know what you are from back when you were with Shanks and the others—that old man and the bandit.

 

If more blood is going to be on my hands, you think with tight eyes and bite of your inner cheek, than let it be for this.

 

You brought Kuroi ten'nosabaki down, only to be reminded these pirates travelled the New World. They are no amateur's. Naive to think your mere slashes can stop a pirate captain who travelled those seas—for a hand wrapped tightly around your buster sword, stopping it's descent into a chest cavity.

 

Your eyes turned round.

 

"I r-recognize you now," the captain, all blood and gashes on his chest rasped, breaths heavy but hold on your sword not budging, keeping you there. His unwavering eyes on your shocked ones. "I...heard of a y-young marine once—that t-travelled with Garp the Hero's ship and helped b-bring in all...types of criminals...years ago. A pupil. T-thought you died...being so absent for so long...and that so-called H-Hero looking p-pitiful. T-taking more hits...than usual." You took in a breath. Garp? Did he...? The captain's lips rose. "You were j-just hiding than...? Oh how the mighty have fallen. What will...that Hero think of his pupil now?"

 

(You don't think of what Garp is feeling. Just as you can't focus of what Smoker is. Because you can't. Because if you do—)

 

Your grip momentarily loosened, and that's all the captain needed as his eyes caught it—bringing his legs to swipe right under yours. You let out a grunt when you landed on your back, only for your heart to hammer out of your chest when you realized your hands were empty.

 

You looked up, to see the captain holding your sword, and bring it down. You tried to move, but the pain of your left shin skyrocketed all the way up to your head.

 

This is it?! You watched as your sword came down, the captain's smirk and words that he knows tricks too. This can't be it! I—I didn't even—Memories came and went, images of looking quietly at the moon, of sweet smiles, of yells and chases around a ship, of whispered giggles to your ear, of naps, of slow measured and unique words, of fluttering wings and dark eyes, of a straw hat on your head—I can't end here! Shanks will be...!

 

Your eyes lit up, fiery—and you grabbed a handful of sand and threw it into the captain's eyes. Him being blinded but his movement did not stop.

 

But you tried.

 

A whip was heard above you, a slap following it as the captain stumbled, smirk falling as Kuroi ten'nosabaki fell from his grip—a harsh murderous glint on it as the captain sluggishly turned his head with a "What?"

 

You followed his gaze, a breath releasing from your lips.

 

Mokoko brought her tongue back in, protruding eyes narrowed and staying as the captain fell. Gone.

 

You connected your gazes with the gecko, a disbelieving chuckle escaping as you closed your eyes as you said your thanks.

 

Guess I needed help too.

 

You kept your eyes closed, body relaxing on the ground as you lost consciousness. But not without having your buster sword being held loosely around your hand.

 

Kuroi ten'nosabaki gleamed.

 

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There is pride in being a swordsman, and there's the sword being proud of the wielder.

 

You would feel bitter shame for letting someone touch Black Heaven's Judgement and try to use it—as if an artist's work being copied and the thief expecting it to be better than the artist. A work stolen.

 

To have your sword stolen as a swordsman is one of the worst things that can happen. Worse to be cut by your own sword—the extension of the swordsman. The third limb as integral as everything else.

 

Your pride took a hit. To let someone like that touch Kuroi ten'nosabaki and be used against you.

 

To die by your own sword is a shameful thing.

 

But, one's sword is an extension of it's swordsman. Integral. Fused and is one—metal and hands the perfect mix.

 

Kuroi ten'nosabaki would not have cut you.

 

For you would not wish it.

 

And it would not either.

 

For a sword is nothing without it's wielder.

 

 

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You woke up a few hours later, to find yourself in a doctor's room. Small bandages on yourself and different clothes from your own, wearing what is called a tanīko bodice on upper half that was sort like a tank top with string thin straps and having the traditional triangle and thick lined patterns, the color red and white being used. Your lower half having a black skirt that you noticed was under the flax seed skirt the other's would wear, but they forgone the flax for you. Your tense shoulders relaxed when you spotted your marine cap was next to you on the nightstand and your swords were on the other side of it leaning against the wall.

 

Once the doctor came back in and after he said his gracious thanks to you and that you helped to not cause any deaths to the islanders, you asked about your left shin that was covered in the largest bandage out of all of them. If it would scar. The doctor stated they have good salves, so you would have to apply it often to make sure the wound heals and if you wish the scar to fade until it would be gone.

 

You nodded, touching your left cheek in thought as the doctor added: "I wasn't able to stitch that properly yet," the doctor moved to get supplies and bring it close to your bed as your eyes focused onto the doctor, "I was so busy in getting all those other nicks you had and that nasty gash and all the other burn patients I had. It'll only take a moment so let me—"

 

"No."

 

The doctor blinked.

 

"No?"

 

"You heard me. Don't stitch it. If I wanted that, I would've done it already," You stated obviously.

 

Weird doctor.

 

"B-But...it'll become messy if it stays like that. Perhaps just to clean it up?"

 

You stared. The doctor sweatdropped, only to blink once more at your next words.

 

"It stays like how I got it. How it was meant to be. I'm not risking any chance the scar will fully fade, got it?"

 

Promises and vows aren't meant to fade.

 

The doctor stared a moment more at your resolute eyes before he dropped it. Instead giving you a specific salve for it so you don't run the risk of infection and new bandages to let it heal. You let out a sigh of exasperation at the doctor's nagging only to wince, the movement making your chest ache. The doctor paused, looking back at you and where your hand on your chest was.

 

His expression was of clinical understanding.

 

"That will take some time to heal as well. But it will require solely on a good diet for the pain and bruises to go away." As he spoke, you looked down at your chest, spotting the splotches of darker skin signifying the bruises on your (skin tone) body, the pattern showing it was clearly a fist that marred you. "It's also best to rest, you are free to stay as long as you need to here. I'm sure no one would mind." The doctor smiled at you encouragingly.

 

You only frowned when you lifted your gaze, standing up and gathering your swords back to where they were.

 

"Where's my clothes?" You asked instead of responding, making the doctor's eyes flash in momentary confusion at the subject change but answered that Aiko took them to stitch them up at Mayor's house. You nodded. "Ah, okay than" You threw a grateful smile at the doctor, exiting out and into the bright and sunny island and the movement of the islanders fixing up the remnants of the invasion.

 

The doctor sputtered, exiting with you as you watched how a child helped their mother and father collect burnt wood to throw away, their chubby cheeks wide and smiling at their parents words of encouragement and pride.

 

"W-wait! You're not planning to leave, are you? You should rest!"

 

You didn't pay attention how eyes went over your way due to the doctor's exclamation, only glancing at your left shin again, tapping the tip of your boot against the ground twice. You felt pain wind up at the movement, making your brows furrow but it's not something that will hinder you too much if you'll just be out in the sea.

 

"Sorry," you say nonchalantly, walking by past the islanders and glancing at the child by their mother as you did so, the mother holding the child by the soldiers in reassurance and care. They both threw you grateful looks, filled with admiration and confusion as you went the way to Mayor's house. "I have something to do. I can't stay here much. I still have no idea where he might be..." you muttered the last part almost to yourself, wondering where exactly you'll go from here.

 

The riptide around this island will be an issue, but you can do it.

 

Right?

 

And after that, just choose a direction and hope Shanks is there. Not too hard.

 

Despite your thoughts, a flash of uncertainty washed over you which made you frown.

 

"Are you really leaving, Toa ?" You were taken out of your thoughts at the small voice with a lisp, you glancing down to see the child having a small frown. A difference to what you saw earlier. "You just got here."

 

"Now, now," the mother said easily, eyes warm towards her child as she put a hand to their head and rubbed before glancing at you apologetically. "I'm sure what she must do is important, best we leave her be. Although, we would wish for you to stay a little longer." The mother's smile turned sheepish, you gazing at how her corners lifted, her hand not stopping from rubbing her child's head with affection. "At least for the celebration."

 

"Āe!" The child whooped with an arm to the air, eyes shining as your unreadable gaze turned downward. "You have to come! We have all types of food we were supposed to eat for the bonfire and we're going to do our Kapa Haka dance!" The smile on the child's face practically drowned anything else as the child widened their arms on each side of themselves. "The table is this big and we all eat together and we can show appreciation to you too, Toa!"

 

You stared down at the child quietly, how their eyes shined and their smile wide. The corner of your eye spotting how their mother's hand went to their shoulder, and how the father went behind the mother, tattooed arm going around her waist.

 

You took a few steps forward until you stood in front of the child, crouching with a half smile of your own.

 

"With such a request like that, how can I say no?" You say breezily, watching how the child's eyes widened and they simply beamed at you. It made your eyes go half lidded, your smile widening. "And with such an infectious smile too. You have a shining smile that just makes others instantly happy, you know?"

 

The child laughed.

 

"Whaea says the same thing!" The child responded, and your smile turned wistful as you said a distant "Oh?" with the child nodding. "I can always make her feel better no matter what happens! And I'm also a good wood gatherer too, see?"

 

The child gestured to the burnt wood they collected due to the fires and you were struck just how positively proud they were.

 

With that, you decided to stay. The doctor seeming to relax from his nagging to you with that. The celebration coming quick in a whirlwind, you sitting at the long table with the others as drums and singing were playing. You would get momentarily distracted at how the Karé people danced, or Mayor beside you saying all these facts that you tried your best to listen to. You could not help but be lost in your thoughts, however, as you sipped your mango juice.

 

Your mind flashed to when you could only stare at how your own sword was about to kill you, how that punch made your breath escape and your lungs seem to cease to existence.

 

I'm weak, you think, frowning into your cup, your eyes partially hidden due to your cap. Zuko and Aiko seated in front of you not being able to see your troubled expression, Azu on your other side arguing with Mayor about how they aren't famous for their mango juice actually and Mayor just tightly smiling. I can't stay like this. I need to get stronger. If just a distant ally of Big Mom's is like that than...

 

You gripped your cup tighter.

 

You have a long way to go.

 

But you need a teacher—one who can show you how to do this Haki.

 

You thought of your words in Marineford, when you interrupted a Warlord meeting and met golden eyes that do not waver and held just his title. Your words, although around a confident teasing smirk due to your renewed energy of being so close to leave and away from Spandam, were not all serious.

 

Besides, you don't know exactly where the man lives. And he never was able to answer your words.

 

You let out a sigh.

 

You have a lot of work to do.

 

But you knew the road to be the World's Strongest Woman wouldn't be easy.

 

Perhaps Shanks can...?

 

Your temple felt a strong, annoying and hard poke, your face turning to meet the end of a cane. Your eyes crossed to stare at it, your expression into a mild scowl.

 

"What was that for?!"

 

"You're not listening!" Mayor shouted, askance. As if the thought was atrocious to him. His thin lips in a heavy frown. "What's got you so distracted anyways? You barely have touched your food! Our history isn't one to fall asleep to either!"

 

"You make it sound boring, Ojii—San," Azu piped up, between bites on your other side, sounding bored. "You're the worst storyteller ever. Especially to Toa (Y/N) here."

 

Your brow rose at Azu saying that word like the other child, wondering the meaning.

 

Mayor reeled back, offended.

 

"What?!"

 

"You can use some more emotion, Tou-San," Aiko said easily with a humored smile, before turning towards her daughter who was almost looking at Mayor mockingly as his expression turned strained, her expression hardening a fraction but still with that smile. "Don't be too hard on him, Azu. You know how he gets. He just wants to share what makes Karé to Toa (Y/N)."

 

That word again.

 

Zuko, spotting your confusion and was silent this whole time along with you with his own thoughts, spoke up.

 

"Toa," You turned towards him, his red eyes meeting your evenly before he gave you a small nod towards you in what seemed to be respect. "It means hero."

 

"Huh?" You couldn't help but release, in clear bewilderment as you put your cup down to the table. "I'm no hero." The others looked at you, perplexed at your words as you just had a hand up with a pointer finger towards the sky. "Heroes are really kind people who won't stray from their morals no matter what. But especially don't kill." You glanced away, eyes holding some shame as your hand on your lap clenched. "I had to get rid of those pirates for not bothering you again so..."

 

Zuko, Aiko, Mayor and Azu looked at each other and than back up at you.

 

"What's wrong with you?" Mayor asked incredulous, your gaze rising towards him. "You had to do what you did to make those cretins not try to get us again! No one will take our Pride away!"

 

You blinked, frowning,

 

"But...you said you guys were a peaceful people."

 

"Oh. That?" Mayor waved his cane offhandedly along with his hand. "I changed my mind. Zuko told me some of the stuff Raiona and Kokiri went through based on their words. Turns out we weren't that peaceful after all. And it's nice you respect our roots like this!"

 

Your jaw dropped, touching the table before you shouted with teeth.

 

"THAT'S ALL IT TOOK TO CHANGE YOUR MIND?!"

 

Mayor shrugged.

 

"You protected us." Your expression cleared as Mayor stared at you, his serious gaze on you and a smile playing around his lips. "That's all that matters. You're Toa to us so just accept it. Marine or not."

 

Your eyes rounded, Azu explaining for you that Zuko told them while you were sleeping about your current title. Which isn't one at all really, but that you were no marine at all. Aiko mentioning that they were lucky they had you either way. Zuko still staying quiet as he watched you, distracted as Aiko went on with a finger by her mouth.

 

"Here I thought you came due to us sending all those letters with our hawks too."

 

Your brows furrowed.

 

Hawks?

 

"That's a good observation, Aiko." Mayor agreed, his own face thoughtful as he tapped his cane against his chin. "I wonder where all those letters went. The hawks seemed efficient at their job."

 

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Karé Island—The Past Few Months

 

A hawk looked bored, cleaning their wings due to habit as the old smelly human that had feathers around his shoulders tied something to it's legs as it stood on old human's arm.

 

"You must fly extra efficient now! We need those marines by yesterday."

 

The hawk's gaze did not change from appearing as if it would do a thousand other things than listen to gums smack.

 

The ancient two legged released it into the wind.

 

Finally!

 

"Come quick now!" The human called from below as the hawk flew away from the island until the human could not see it anymore.

 

The hawk appreciated the freedom of flying around the island, it's gaze holding a small gleam, the free breeze feeding it's wings to raise it higher.

 

The flapping noise at it's leg was irritating it. The hawk used it's talon on it's other foot, the letter falling from it's leg and falling into the ocean below and disintegrating.

 

The hawk came back only after two hours, landing on the smelly human's shoulder that gave nice food who looked at it in awe.

 

"Woah, so fast! I knew our Karé hawks are the best! Azu, look over here and see."

 

The hawk had it's gaze back in its poker face, moving to clean it's wing again.

 

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Either way, you think with a mild sweatdrop, deciding to take more bites of your plate as the conversation turned once again between the family around you. Best they never used a News Coo to send the messages. The less attention they get from the World Government the better.

 

As you listened, your eyes widening and you making a shout of disbelief at discovering that Zuko and Aiko are in their thirties, Zuko observed you once more.

 

Taking note of this marine that's not a marine and a hero but says you are none.

 

He thought of his own stubbornness and personal pride that got in the way, before he realized that he must throw it all the way. That maybe he can believe in someone too and not just his own hands.

 

That maybe you actually cared. And not someone to exploit his people.

 

"What? You called too, didn't ya?" Zuko's eyes rounded, his jaw loosening and you let out a chuckle. As if amused by him, a personal joke he could not understand. "I help those who want it. Who ask. Can't do everything myself, can I? You gotta help yourself too by reaching out ya know!" You nodded back towards Azu and Aiko as well as Mayor. And Zuko automatically followed your gaze as you went on, your shoulders back and spine straight. "Go help your family. I'll handle everything else. This...is the exact kind of fight I need!"

 

You had a grin, so sharp and so dangerous and so cutting, it may as well have been like the sword on your back that was more a hunk of metal due to it's size.

 

Zuko did not remember believing in someone else so much before. Each sentence since the beginning seeming to be a lesson or revealing who you are—how you appreciated his cooking and therefore their Pride and thanking him despite his attitude, how he was being narrow minded and probably did not understand everything, and how one's pride must be thrown.

 

For there is more important things.

 

He watched as you listened to Azu and Mayor argue like they always have, but lighter and Azu's lips quirked and his sister Aiko giggling in the background. Your eyes turning towards the dancers and others in the long table you helped protect along with him and his ancestors and Mokoko, roving over the islanders.

 

Your expression did an odd thing, a gaze that was distant—appearing lost in memory that your lips rise into a sad excuse of a smile.

 

Zuko frowned, turning to where your gaze laid. A mother playing with her child on the ground, happily 'eating' Curry Sand that her child made with obvious sounds of approval. Clear she was pretending but the child happy about it anyways, pride emanating from their beam. The other children around them taking turns to go down with the relaxed Mokoko's tail.

 

The sight of the mother brought a memory of when Zuko did the same with his mother before she died. Red eyes flickering in realization as they went back towards you as you asked the question about what is this island's Pride. Truly. Is it just the spice?

 

"What a weird foreigner!" Raiona scoffed in his head. "As if it was only just about that for all these years!"

 

His father cackled, shaking his head at you as your brows furrowed.

 

A soft chuckle echoed in his head.

 

"That's why we have to teach, Rai." Kokiri replied easily. "How else would they learn? I was hoping more people would've asked—back than."

 

Zuko's eyes watched before he gazed up to the blue sky, his expression relaxed.

 

Mayor's own lips were a scant up, eyes warm and soft as he looked around the islanders dancing and cheering and playing—you following his gaze as he quietly yet firmly answered.

 

"Sharing our spice with others, preparing it just for them. To see their appreciation." Mayor glanced down at your now empty plate, your cheeks slightly flushing but staying attentive at just how the old man could actually talk lowly. Azu also in attention as she listened, different shades of red seeming to move against the breeze that came as Aiko put strands back behind her ear with a glittering smile. "To understand and grow to love it like us and ask for more. Family. Friends. Strangers. Together. That is our Pride."

 

We, Zuko thinks, closing his red eyes and feeling his ancestors within stir in agreement to his next thoughts. Are a Proud People.

 

That's why...

 

"Huh," you say eventually, your lips quirked up as you leaned back in your chair, the two back legs the only thing keeping you up as you glanced at Mayor with respect. "You know, I don't know about anything else, but you lot are first in pride. It's pretty cool."

 

His father beamed, weathered smile making his wrinkles come out in the most striking way that brings beauty in age and not the despair.

 

"Our bonfire is cool too," Azu added to your side, making your smile widen as you gazed down at her in silent agreement.

 

I have to repay you, Zuko determined.

 

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When the celebration ended, you went back to the broken pier that you did your best to help fix with the limited time you set for yourself. The islanders a few feet back to give you space, Zuko wishing to speak with you. Mokoko by him and sitting down and looking down at you in appraisal while Zuko just did it stoically. At a loss of what to say.

 

You said your goodbyes to the others, you thanking Aiko for stitching up your dark jeans that got torn and is now back on you along with your other attire you brought. Your dress shirt from the CP9 uniform and you even noticed you had your tie in your back pocket of your black jeans. You put it back, not wishing to wear the darn suffocating thing but not wanting to throw it away.

 

You told Azu to make sure she watches the old man and not to get too distracted by Mokoko, who she took a liking too and vice versa. The kawekaweau's lips wide as she played with the young girl and making you smile.

 

The kawekaweau wouldn't be alone. Not anymore.

 

Mayor of course gave you quite a bit of supplies, wishing for you to tell others about the Pride of Karé with their spices.

 

Now it was just Zuko. And Mokoko.

 

One could not say what she wanted and the other just not spitting it out.

 

"Uhhhhh, you okay?" Zuko's shoulders seemed to bunch only to relax when he called from being ripped out his thoughts. Mokoko tilting her head at Zuko, protruding eye staring at him and the other at you. Yeah. Not creepy. "I really have to go, I'm in a bit of a rush—"

 

"I don't know how to repay you," Zuko cut off, the words seeming to tumble out his mouth without meaning to for his eyes widened slightly as you blinked. He straightened his expression, tone back to neutral yet lost. "I...have to repay you. For everything."

 

His red eyes connected to yours. You didn't let him clarify what everything meant, just shrugged your shoulders casually at him.

 

"You don't have to."

 

Zuko frowned at your words, not accepting your answer wholeheartedly but saw your expression of him not to ask again. He didn't.

 

"Than I have a question."

 

"Shoot."

 

"If you aren't a marine, what are you?"

 

Mokoko's eyes focused on you at the question, wishing to know the answer too.

 

You paused at the question, frowning thoughtfully and scratching by your bandaged left cheek.

 

What are you supposed to be?

 

Has what you’ve done so far make you a pirate?

 

"I don't really know what I am yet but...I do know this." You smiled, bright and wide and proud and giddy with an arm behind your head and Zuko could only stare at the look while Mokoko did the same. "I'm free!"

 

Free? Both Mokoko and Zuko thought, one bewildered and the other thinking of hardship and struggles to finally be that.

 

Zuko could hear Raiona's guffaw and Kokiri's soft laughter, only slowing down when you get on the boat and your struggles of getting out the riptide with the islanders trying to tell you navigation advise.

 

Mokoko watched as you left, by her family's descendants all around her and under the sun. Surrounded by life and love and laughter as you struggled before you managed to do it, throwing a thumbs up towards them. Mokoko could see Zuko's lips were up a scant.

 

Big small woman can be large, Mokoko thinks again, Free in all.

 

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Within a quiet(?) bar of Foosha Village—Dawn Island

 

"Maa...so this is your answer, (Y/N)?" Lips form into a calm smile, eyes the color of the season where things fall and begin anew scan the newspaper, a humble straw hat of destiny and fate and everything in between atop the head of red hair. A chin rested on a hand, laying the newspaper atop the bar counter with the other. "To be free seems to look good on you..."

 

Akagami Shanks eyes turned more into assessing, thinking back into that island they helped make a home for those villagers. How you bowed your head and easily offered to throw your life away. From regret.

 

I hope you're going to keep your promise. Shanks thinks, bringing his mug of grog to his lips but eyes still on the paper. Don't do anything like that again. Your journey has just started.

 

"SHANKS!" A weight hit his back, making his face slam against his mug as his eyes widened out of his head. Beer soaked through his shirt and pants from the force, scrawny arms around his neck as Shanks winced, rubbing his bruised nose with a pout only to almost whine when he saw his beer was gone by turning it over and only seeing a drop come out. He could hear Yasopp and Lucky laughing at him behind him at the tables. "Story! You haven't said a story yet! You've been reading that forever! Story, story, story!"

 

Shanks reached behind his back, grabbing the cuff of the eager child's shirt to in front of him, spotting wide eyes and a large grin in excitement as raven hair stuck up in some places.

 

"If it isn't the little anchor! Don't you know we pirates have something called debts, Luffy?"

 

Luffy tilted his head.

 

"Huh? What's that?"

 

Shanks put Luffy on the stool next to him before grabbing him by the neck in a headlock, roughly rubbing his head as Luffy laughed and struggled to get out as Shanks grinned.

 

"This is for spilling my beer! This is repayment!"

 

"Shishishishi! Stop!"

 

Shanks playfully stuck out his tongue.

 

"No~!" He than turned towards the humored Makino behind the bar, cleaning some mugs before she grabbed one and filled it. Placing it before Shanks with a grateful smile at his patience for Luffy. Shanks grabbed it while still keeping a casual headlock on the struggling Luffy, taking a sip. "Thanks, Makino! It seems your debt has gotten fully repaid for you, anchor." Shanks let go of Luffy, Luffy almost falling over from the chair due to how much he was trying to get out only to be suddenly let go. Shanks glanced down at Luffy, autumn eyes teasing. "You want to be a pirate and you're letting other repay your debts for you? Looks like you're forever going to be a little anchor~."

 

Luffy angrily poured, fists clenching in his sides.

 

"No, I'm not!"

 

Shanks raised a finger for Makino, saying he needs milk. Luffy being confused about it until Shanks placed it in front of him.

 

"Here you go. It's so you can drink with us."

 

"Oh," Luffy said, grabbing it with both hands and taking a hearty sip. "Thank you!"

 

Luffy turned only to see Shanks pounding on the table with tears going down his face before pointing at the bewildered Luffy.

 

"Only growing boys need milk! You're going to need gallons to be as tall as me!"

 

Luffy cheeks flushed, embarrassed as the crew joined in laughter as Makino giggled behind her hand. Luffy standing up on the stool.

 

"No! Milk helps with bones! My bones are gonna be so much stronger than yours, Shanks!"

 

Shanks laughs slowly turned into stray chuckles, humored eyes looking at the young fiery boy in front of him with clenched fists and glinting eyes.

 

"Oh? Guess we'll have to see, little anchor. But for now," Shanks turned his back towards the bar counter, leaning his elbows against it to face his crew who stared at him in attentiveness. "Let's all do a toast!"

 

Makino filled nearly empty mugs, moving amongst the bar as the pirates said their thanks to her with smiles and nods which she returned. Her going back to behind the bar and leaning an elbow on it, a hand to her chin. Luffy followed what Shanks did, his brows furrowing as he held his glass of milk and looked up at the man next to him.

 

"What's the toast for?"

 

Shanks laughed.

 

"Why," Shanks rose his mug, his crew following it with grins and smirks and chuckles all around, his elbow on the table holding the newspaper in place that Benn brought to him. "To freedom of course!"

 

Luffy's eyes shined, before he followed suit. His glass of milk clinking against Shanks.

 

"Kanpai!"

 

Atop the counter, the headline of the slightly wet newspaper due to beer as cheers continued around it, it read:

 

Defective Famed Marine On the Loose—Corrupt Marines within Gaising from Words of Islanders!

 

Below the headline, some quotes and comments were taken.

 

"She saved us...my child and me." A local woman stated through teary eyes. "When that other threatened...aimed that at a crying child...If that's not a true marine, I don't know what is!"

 

"Defected?" A man that the other islanders called the resident scammer but was forward in wishing to speak. "I don't know much but...I think I know criminals when I see one. Besides cutting up our historically tallest tree...you can say she did nothing wrong. Criminally charged anyways. Not that I would know what criminals do." The man refused to comment when another islander called out that he's a liar.

 

The closest contact could not be reached in time for further comment before boarding a ship to leave outside of, "She's a weirdo. I'm going to follow her."

 

Footnote: No photo was taken at the time.

 

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Kare Island— only a few minutes after your departure

 

Mayor went back to making a plan of what to do with the ship of the Salt Fisk pirates, going towards the area with his son and who he learned was Mokoko by him where they docked. His son seeming to be in thought, his red brows furrowed showing he was troubled.

 

He should've just asked the woman, Mayor shook his head, smiling to himself as he walked with his cane before turning towards Zuko.

 

"Nothing is holding you here, tama." Zuko's brows rose a tad, red eyes whipping towards his father who kept moving right along with a relaxed gait. Mokoko being distracted by stray grasshoppers and catching them with her tongue, making chirps as she did so. "We're alright. You and (Y/N) made sure of that, with the help of our ancestors as well. We need someone out there—to show the world what we are worth. What it means to be from Karé."

 

Zuko observed his father for a moment before looking away. Mayor glancing up, eyes understanding.

 

"Who knows?" He continued, with a knowing smile. "Maybe another chance will come again. Maybe you'll meet once more."

 

Ah, Zuko stared towards the ocean, away from the Salt Fisk pirate ship and only towards the horizon as they drew closer. Maybe.

 

A large towering shadow appeared behind.

 

"Excuse me," a baritone, cool and calm voice stated behind and over them. "Where are the pirates of that ship? They are..." the man's voice grew lower at his next words, dangerous intent clear,"...my responsibility."

 

Zuko felt himself freeze, the aura behind him overpowering. His father did the same but turned around easily enough, his face seeming to pale from the corner of Zuko's wide red eyes before gathering himself, elderly voice wavering as his head was turned upwards.

 

"I...I-I see, well, you don't have to worry about that anymore." Mayor cleared his throat while Mokoko looked tense nearby, her body seeming to want to become the ground in clear submission. "There was actually—"

 

"'A woman came and handled them'," the man interrupted, almost in a droll and Zuko can see from the large towering shadow in front of him that he slightly tilted his head. Mayor freezing, clear shock as he continued. "'We would've perished without her but we were mistaken that she was a marine due to her hat.' That's what you would've said."

 

His father seemed to stutter without speaking, mouth opening and closing.

 

"W-What spiritual energy!" Raiona said in his head, unease coming from him as well as Kokiri.

 

"This man is quite dangerous. Zuko, turn around," Kokiri requested, "Who is capable of such Future Sight?"

 

Zuko slowly did, inch by inch turning his body and eyes meeting large pointed boots and leather before roving up, and up, and up and up. Zuko's red eyes only rounding more and more as his head seemed to crane all the way back to meet the man's stony expression, eyes running over the area as if to still search for those pirates.

 

What a giant of a man! Zuko's jaw than loosened, recognition flashing in red eyes from the few times he read the newspaper. T-That's...!

 

"They should never have messed with civilians," the man continued, sounding sincere despite being mixed with a serious tone and making Mayor blink and assess the man who brought his fuchsia eyes back down. "Who was the one that cleaned up the mess?"

 

Before Zuko could even stop him, his father opened his mouth only to be cut off again as the man hummed distractingly.

 

"'(Y/N).'" He toned, "Is what you would've said. And where is she?"

 

...Big Mom’s Top Commander—Katakuri!

 

Despite Mayor and Zuko not able to give him the answer he wanted, the man left just as sudden as he came, intimidating trident in hand. Internally wondering who you might be but deciding it's best to go and report this to Mama that the traitors were handled.

 

If one could hear, if one could listen—you might hear Irony and Fate laughing in the distance.

 

 

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**Wharenui: A wharenui literally "big house") is a communal house of the Māori people of New Zealand, generally situated as the focal point of a marae. Wharenui are usually called meeting houses in New Zealand English, or simply called whare (a more generic term simply referring to a house or building).

 

 

**Moa: Moa were nine species of now-extinct flightless birds endemic to New Zealand.

 

 

 

**Kawekaweau: Hoplodactylus delcourti, also commonly known as kawekaweau,[3] Delcourt's sticky-toed gecko[4] or Delcourt's giant gecko, is an extinct species of lizard, the largest known of all geckos, with a snout-to-vent length (SVL) of 370 mm (14.6 in) and an overall length (including tail) of at least 600 mm (23.6 in)

 

 

 

Notes:

**Tekkai: Iron Body. Defense technique taught by the marines where your body turns hard like iron.

 

**Soryu: Shave. Where you can move in an instant flash in a burst of high speed. Taught and learned normally by marines.

 

**Geppo: Moon Walk. A move where it appears you're jumping in midair, when it's just the strength of your legs moving quickly and touching the ground that keeps you upright. You often used this when you're on your small boat so you can go faster on sea. Taught and learned normally by marines.

 

**Kamisori: literally meaning "Razor": A combination of Geppo and Soryu, where one uses Soryu in a zigzag motion in midair, allowing extremely fast movements in three dimensions. Other CP9 agents have also shown to use this technique or a similar one allowing them to move through the air at great speed. Can be used for Kamisori to cut through enemies while utilizing its high-speed movements.

 

**Karé: Māori meanings—dear, friend. Additionally: A Filipino stew of beef or oxtail in peanut sauce. Famous for their spices and a relatively small island.

 

**Zuko: Chinese meaning—loved one, awaken rank, vertical high.

 

**Azu: Japanese meaning—bright, long life.

 

**Aiko: Japanese meaning—little love.

 

**Raiona: Māori meaning—Lion

 

**Kokiri: Māori meaning—Boar

 

**Mokoko: Māori meaning—Gecko

 

**Arihi: Māori meaning—A woman of noble kind.

 

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This chapter really got out of hand. But I couldn't stop 😭

The island of Karé is heavily inspired by the Māori people of New Zealand with just some iterations I added and mixing my own ideas into it. Feel free to research them yourselves, truly a beautiful people and culture that should be known.

Challenged myself with writing in a essentially a gecko's POV and kind of making me cry in the progress too in this chapter so that's good 🥲 A lot of stuff that happened here should've been cut shorter but I can't imagine anything else anymore. I fell in love with the OC's I created and couldn't help it. Along with the theories of what happened in the Void Century and Joy Boy(who Raiona was speaking with in Mokoko's POV).

SB still acting a bit different compared to present. And really taking the scar thing seriously. 🤔 Also struggling a bit...focusing on stuff about the past.

Shanks is Shanks and kid!Luffy is kid!Luffy! If anyone noticed, SB is more like Shanks than she thinks, especially in how they act with Luffy. If you don't understand, perhaps go back to the Water 7 arc when the Straw Hats arrive just as SB leaves and you'll see the kind of callback planned.

As for everything else, gotta read between the lines.

Oh yeah. Katakuri is here too.

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VOTES~

Main Pairings
Shanks: 190
Mihawk: 171
Crocodile:70
Doflamingo: 68
Smoker: 80
Lucci: 64

Side Pairings
Kaku: 17
Paulie: 8
Buggy: 14

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Chapter 123: A Mother's Love

Summary:

You remember your sick mother.

And everything in between and after.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Now, where is Shanks?

 

It's been a few days since you left Karé, perhaps a week has already passed but you haven't been tracking time very well. Stopping by other islands to check if him and the others are there only to leave with disappointment.

 

Your injuries are getting better, the bruises and cuts you received from that captain are all mostly just scabs and lightened. The deep gash to your left leg is more a dull ache than sharp pain each time you put weight on it, the skin still healing. But the salves are definitely helping from the people of Karé, the healing far more advanced than what you would have without said salves.

 

The salves also helped with something else too...

 

"Grab this as well Toa (Y/N)!"  Aiko called to you, holding a pot of more salves in her hands.

 

You looked at it with a raised brow. You didn't think they would give you more stuff.

 

"What's this for?" You asked, as you grabbed the pot. "I already got that healing stuff from the doctor."

 

"Oh no, it's not that," Aiko answered easily, a kind smile on her lips before she darted her eyes around before getting closer to your ear. You leaning in automatically as she cupped her hand around your ear. "It helps to stop hair growth. I see you've started to have some issues."

 

"..."

 

Aiko continued to stare at you kindly.

 

You couldn't help but truly notice and take note the only hair she had was the one on her head. And how the others were the same.

 

You blankly stared at your arms, pushing the sleeve up and started to spot some hair stubs.

 

"...thanks." You said with a twitching brow and smile.

 

Your face grew heated at the mere memory, clenching the bridge of your nose.

 

"Ugh...it's not my fault all these people have skin like babies..." You plopped down harshly with crossed arms. "That explains why everyone there had nothing though..." you muttered to yourself as you sailed in the vast ocean.

 

You discovered the pains of growing up and beauty standards with Kalifa. Showed you the pains of waxing. You yelping as she mercilessly and practically took the skin of your leg off, her glasses flashing. But you'll take waxing over having to shave every day! So freakin annoying!

 

And at least with these salves, it's painless. Aiko mentioned they last about the same time as wax from what you understood. Albeit a little longer. The amount you have should last you a few months.

 

You couldn't help but let out a downtrodden sigh, you're sure you could see the large puff of cloud from the action even though it wasn't cold at all.

 

"Hah...at least they gave me those spices though," you plopped fully down atop the raft, the sun high and above with your cap helping shadow your eyes. Kuroi ten'nosabaki managing to stay determinedly on your small mast along with Karasu on the other side of it. "They're worth a pretty penny in those other islands. At least I won't have to worry about that for awhile."

 

It seems although Karé is hard to get through due to the rough waves, they are truly cherished for their spices around the islands of the East Blue. It made sense. From what you gathered in the drawings of that large slab of stone Mokoko took out for you, even islands back than liked Karé's spices.

 

It seems that people only know about their spices. Based on your interactions and Beli's being eagerly slapped onto your hands for even a small pouch of those spices, no one seemed to know how far back the history of Karé goes. The Beli's only growing to a mountain on your hand with each island. They really must be famous though because woah!

 

You can picture Mayor's proud wrinkled face, his cane to your face as he says that he told you that the Pride of Karé is nothing to scoff at. And the young stubborn Azu having her own prideful gleam at her eyes at the news of others wishing for their spices, even if she states that he didn't say that people scoffed at it.

 

You huffed at the image, wondering to yourself how you didn't hear of Karé beforehand when you were in Loguetown before you turned your focus back into what's important.

 

The past is the past.

 

Shanks mentioned a boy. Somewhere in this sea. You lifted the panel to go down below in your little raft, reaching for your bag that Kokoro gave you and pulled out a map. Only to sigh in frustration at what you saw as you put it back. Figures. It's only some islands in the Grand Line. This won't help me. How long does it take to make a world map?

 

Wait. Did Shanks even say it was this sea?

 

You put your head to your hands, rubbing the cap and therefore making your hair underneath a mess as you kept doing it.

 

"I...don't have a good memory..."

 

Kuroi ten'nosabaki, if it could, would release a sigh. Instead, only a gleam in an odd shape of a sweatdrop appeared due to the angle of the sun. Karasu stayed silent, glinting gloomily.

 

First you completely forgot money and now you don't even remember that Shanks said the East Blue or not? Do you suffer from short term memory or something?!

 

No, it has to be the East Blue.

 

You put a finger to your forehead, thinking deeply and complete concentration with brows deeply furrowed.

 

...is it?

 

You shook your head, only to spot an island in the distance. You squinted at it, before taking out the spyglass that Kokoro gave you. You able to see a lush mountainous island that had a large port. A familiar one too.

 

It's...you lowered the spyglass, tightening your hold around it as you faced the island you never went back to since you left. On a ship with Garp and Smoker to accomplish your dream. Loguetown.

 

Where you were born. Where you lived. With your mom.

 

Before she got sick...before...

 

You swallowed before your jaw clenched, closing the spyglass strongly and turning your back to it.

 

I don't need to go there. You went to fix the sail on the mast, hands tugging rope, eyes hidden under a MARINE cap. I don't want to risk seeing those old kids faces. Or even those adults from back than that isolated me. Besides, it has a heavy marine presence now. I need to stay low. I need to find Shanks.

 

I need...

 

Your mind flashed to when you were in Karé. How the Mayor states that Karé can help others feel like it's home, just have to smell it. And for just a moment, you felt like you smelled your old house—of wood and earth. And then, the sweet but calm scent of vanilla, you being embraced by it when you were smaller and reassuring words to your ears. Of elegant slender hands different from your now calloused ones weaving through your hair strands, of kisses and playful bites to the cheek as small fists scramble and you wiggling away at the feeling.

 

You thought of the mother and child in Karé, how affectionate, the head rubs and wide smiles around and the father that wrapped his arms around both.

 

I need...wait what?

 

You focused back onto the present, seeing you were sailing right towards Loguetown despite your thoughts.

 

I shouldn't come here. There's nothing here. You clenched your hands around the ropes, biting your inner lip as you drew closer and closer to the island. To your home.

 

You sailed and made sure to land a bit away from the port if the off chance the marines somehow know your inconspicuous raft belongs to you—a deserter.

 

You quickly darted your eyes around, before grabbing a cloak with a hood on a drying line of a house and putting it on.

 

You stepped out into the Main Square of Loguetown, people bustling and stores calling for customers and deals, with the execution stand high and above in the middle of it all. Your (e/c) eyes taking all of it, the various scents of food coming to your nose, and people brushing past you as you could only stare as you walked.

 

It's been how long? I'm twenty two now so...its been sixteen years...You stopped, turning your head to a certain side street and going through it, making turns every which way and going downstairs to the lower level of town. I wonder if it's still there.

 

Your black boots scuffed the dirt underneath you as you came to a stop, your hooded eyes up towards a raggedy old sign of a bar that has seen better years. Highlighting the name in awkward cursive:  Gold Roger.

 

You passed by the two curtains that beheld a typical Jolly Roger that were the doorway to the bar, only to kick open the planked saloon door to enter.

 

"What the—I don't need any rude customers here. Unless you're paying. But no need to kick my door open!" A weathered voice stated from behind the bar counter, you turning your gaze to meet a smaller back than you remember. And a smaller stature as the bar owner cleaned his shot glasses with a cloth, purple beanie clear even in the darkened bar as he muttered to himself. "Pirates are always rude but they're the best for my business...no respect for who gives them their swine nowadays...Now," he turned towards your hooded cloaked form that was across the counter, "what would you like—(Y/N)?!"

 

As he spoke, you pulled your hood back to reveal your face, a nostalgic small smile pulling your lips.

 

"Hey, Raoul. It's...been some time hasn't it?"

 

Raoul, the old bar owner that's had this same bar since you could remember in respects to Gol D. Roger and still with that same old purple beanie and small round shaded glasses atop his nose, stared at you. His gaze going from your black boots to your marine cap and focusing on your left now scarred cheek that is still healing.

 

"..."

 

"..."

 

"...are we going to stand here in silence or—" You caught a thrown shot glass your way, your face twisted into a scowl, a tick on your temple. "What was that for?!"

 

"Heh," Raoul smirked, crossing his arms as he leaned on the bar counter. "Looks like you still remember your lessons from old Raoul. Took you long enough."

 

Your gaze cleared, you sitting on a high chair in front of the bar counter and putting the shot glass top down.

 

"It's not my fault you threw shot glasses at me and you broke them."

 

"I was testing your fight or flight," Raoul grumbled, grabbing the shot glass and cleaning it with a cloth as he kept his stare on you, eyes in the past. "You always chose flight each time you dodged them and of course you had to clean up the mess since you didn't understand the lesson. You chose to come here despite all the shot glasses thrown at you, so I guess in the end you chose fight."

 

"You had good food..." you mumbled to the table but Raoul heard you, flashing you a proud smile at the words. You couldn't help but do the same as you looked around the weathered bar. "Thought you said at first a kid like me wasn't supposed to be in a place like this so that's why you were trying to throw me out."

 

"I remember you proclaiming that you were going to be a marine," Raoul recalled, brow arched before shaking his head. "You think that would be good for business? In a pirate bar? Besides, it became more than that didn't it? After—" Raoul stopped abruptly but you can guess what he was implying, his expression turning regretful while you focused on a part of the bar counter.

 

You can spot the place where you stabbed your first kebab stick deeply into the table, you rubbing the spot with the tips of your fingers, the indentation clear. You remember Raoul complaining that he would have to fix it now but...it's still here.

 

"After my Mama got sick," you finished for him, voice distant.

 

Raoul threw you a sympathetic look, like how he did all that time ago.

 

"It wasn't your fault, kid. Remember? She...she didn't mean for this. She loved you," Raoul said kindly, earnestly.

 

"Be patient. It'll be worth it. Just wait."

 

Your lips trembled but you bit them to try to stop it, eyes burning and hand at your lap clenching at your cloak.

 

"I know."

 

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Loguetown 18 Years Ago—2 Years Before Gol D. Roger Turned Himself In and Before Silver Blood Ever Met Smoker or Garp

 

Footsteps much lighter than they are now, stomped and ran to a quaint little home that seemed more like a cottage due it's size. A home in the outskirts of Loguetown and instead within the woods yet able to lookout towards the sea. A perfect location.

 

If it weren't for losers!

 

"Mama!" You whined in your childish four year old speech, practically slamming open the door and startling your mother who was cooking to gaze towards you and your dirtied form. Dirt and dust on your cheek along with scrapes, even on your dress that mama got for you! "Those—those jerks keep—are trying to make fun of me! And you! Us! They're stupid, stupid, stupid!"

 

Mama, always patient and always kind and always seemed to have a cooking apron approached you with concern, her hands upon your face and wiping away the dirt.

 

"Now, now (Y/N)! What did we say about name calling?"

 

You grumbled something incoherently, wide child eyes stubbornly glaring at the floor.

 

"What was that?" Mama implored, a smile on her face as she wiped another stain of dirt on your face with a wet thumb she licked. You scrunched your face when she rubbed it and leaned back.

 

"Ew! Don't do that, Mama!" Mama laughed, saying an apology before she gave you an expectant look. Your shoulders dropped as you muttered, "To not call others what we do not wish to be called upon. B-But! Those kids are saying that their parents won't sell stuff to us! Like things and stuff! Food o-or clothes or anything!"

 

"They're just being cruel, (Y/N)," Mama said, although you saw her eyes looked a bit disturbed from your words. Which she should be! How can they not sell them stuff?! Jerks! "They'll turn around once you show them who you truly are." Truly am? Mama smiled, hand to your cheek as you could only have a troubled frown. "You have to prove to them you're more than what they say. And to not start the fight would help."

 

"But they said stuff first!" You complained.

 

"Don't you always throw the first punch," Mama arched a brow, before splaying her hand and putting each finger down as she went on. "Or kick. Or stick. Or rock. Or—"

 

"I GET IT!" You shouted, cheeks oddly colored. You don't know why! But Mama's smile looks teasing. "They're just...grrrr... I don't like them! I don't have friends! Not like everyone else does."

 

Mama stared at you a moment, your eyes down to the ground as your fists clenched to your dress. You felt a warmness to your forehead, eyes roving up just as your Mama pulled away, her hand roving through your hair and rubbing your head affectionately. It felt nice. You liked it when she did that. Not that you would say.

 

Embarrassing!

 

But Mama seems to know everything because she just smiled softly at your blatantly pleased expression that is not at all hidden.

 

"You'll find someone. Anyone. Whether a friend or something else." Mama put a strand behind your ear, touch bringing you calmness despite what happened a few minutes ago. Her smile helped too. "You're my daughter. Be patient. It'll be worth it. Just wait."

 

Mama said to you it's time for dinner so you sat in their small dinner table that always had three chairs despite only being the two of you. But you kept thinking of her words.

 

I'm her daughter. That means I'm amazing, right? Will I find...someone like Papa for me?

 

You don't know why, but the thought made your food in your stomach feel funny.

 

It felt queasy.

 

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It was shopping time with Mama, which means you get to look around and look at the plaza!

 

You and Mama's house were on the outskirts of Loguetown, within the deep and thick forest that surrounds the town. A nice little house that Mama calls a humble red roofed cottage, all warm and welcoming with a chimney for a fireplace and smells like home. You've never been to someone else's house before so you don't really know what that last part means. You and Mama only go out for shopping when Mama doesn't feel like fishing or when they need something, like spices to make food better. Although some of the people in Loguetown are stupid and jerks, you still like the busyness of the plaza with its water fountains and cobblestoned paths and the different scents of food.

 

The both of you were inside a store right now, Mama wishing to get new clothes for you with the money Papa sends over with a special News Coo. You don't quite understand how Papa makes a News Coo deliver money to you guys instead, not how Mama explains that Papa has a way with animals either. But it's fine.

 

You were looking at all the clothes around the store. They even had hats! You were by Mama's side as she was comparing and humming to herself Bink's Sake like she always does when she's happy, but something...was wrong...

 

Why is it quiet in a store?

 

You looked around, only to spot the owner glaring at the two of you. You flinched, instinctively grabbing Mama's pants.

 

Mama looked down at you.

 

"(Y/N)? Don't worry, I'm almost done. But which one do you like better?" Mama had two dresses out for you to pick but you didn't care. You don't want to be here. You looked at the other people in the store and they were glaring down at you, narrowed eyes in heavy judgement.

 

You jabbed a finger at one without looking.

 

"That one! Let's go, Mama! I-I'm bored!"

 

You don't know why you lied. Maybe cause Mama is nice and doesn't see the jerks around them.

 

But you know better. The times you've gone out to play by yourself when Mama was cooking or telling you to try to make friends. How people look at you. How they treat you.

 

You know something bad is going to happen!

 

You have to get Mama out of here too!

 

Mama blinked, looking at you with concern and then at the dress you chose and put it in her arms along with everything else she had. The designs were quite expensive looking, you think. But Papa sends enough money for them to live nicely. Or that's what Mama says.  Mama says to be thankful for everything they have too and be polite when receiving things.

 

You're still working on that...

 

You kept your hold on your Mama's pants as they went to the counter to the receptionist. You turned your gaze up to the receptionist, seeing how his lips seemed to sneer when Mama put the clothes on his counter.

 

You bit your lip, trying to decide whether to take Mama out of here or maybe throw the dresses at the man instead. Only for Mama to smile and take out her purse.

 

"I would like all of these please."

 

The man looked at the Beli's Mama took out her purse, his eyes turning contemplative. Only for it to harden once more when he looked down at you, his lips forming a smile even though he looked like he didn't mean it.

 

"I'm sorry. These aren't for sale at this time."

 

Mama's smile faltered.

 

"I—what do you mean, sir? You had them out in the store, in the racks. I have enough money to pay for them."

 

"Money isn't the issue," the man stated coldly.

 

Mama paused, looking at the man's stern expression and than turning her head to look at the other customer's in the store. Either ignoring what was happening or giving them glares.

 

Those kids were right, you realize, your skin feeling cold. They're not going to sell us anything!

 

You tugged at Mama's pants.

 

"Mama, come on! I don't need clothes! I like my clothes!"

 

Something in Mama's face hardened. Her hand grabbing yours tightly as they went out the store.

 

"I'm going to get you clothes, (Y/N)! Someone will sell to us!" Your eyes were wide as Mama pulled you along, looking at Mama's determined expression. Woah, she could be cool! "I'm getting you nice clothes if it's the last thing I do!"

 

Never mind. Shopping isn't cool!

 

Due to you being lost in thought with a soured expression, you did not hear Mama's whispered words as they walked through the plaza.

 

"Silver gave us this to use, to help since he can't be here...I need to show you, (Y/N)..."

 

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"Oh, those clothes are actually reserved for traveling nobles that are coming to pick it up."

 

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"Sorry. No kids are allowed in the store so she'll have to wait outside. Best as a parent to just go find somewhere else, right?"

 

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"We actually don't have anything her size."

 

"I have her size right here...!"

 

"Sorry, I'm going to have to take that or report you for disturbance of the peace."

 

"...!"

 

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"I'll just take those clothes off your hands. I must've forgotten these are meant for a special clearance later on this month."

 

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"I'm sorry, we—"

 

"Why are all of you doing this?!" Mama's voice cracked, sounding hurt. "There is no reason not to sell to us! We have the money and we did not do anything to be treated like this!"

 

You looked up at Mama, her expression looking...not sad, not angry. But a mix of the two, somewhere in the middle with how her eyebrows met together and how her eyes looked in pain. She looked tense, and—as you looked around the store—everyone was looking over here. When your eyes met the other customers, their eyes would narrow. You turned away, looking down and tightening your hold on Mama's pants that you sure your hand will fall off from the force.

 

"Mama," you muttered to the floor, but Mama didn't hear you. Only looked at the man who owned the store who had a smile that didn't match his face.

 

"Now now, there's no need to raise a fuss." The man's words were polite, but you couldn't help but feel he was making fun of your Mama with his he said it. It seemed to slither against your skin and made you tense even more. "I know you aren't originally from here, miss. But there's certain...aspects in this town we disapprove of. Not to say we disapprove specifically to you either. Just..." the man's eyes flickered to you, you spotting in your peripherals how his nose subtly wrinkled. You felt Mama's tense leg under your fist, staying as his gaze went back to Mama and he had that weird smile again. "The company you keep."

 

"...what?" Mama uttered in disbelief, more shocked than anything. The insinuation clear and she couldn't believe her ears.

 

He's not only speaking of Silver. But of...(Y/N)?

 

Your gaze rose at your Mama's face, only to still.

 

Mama...!

 

"We have a certain respect we must uphold in our establishments in this town." The man continued, your skin crawling as the other patrons nodding along. Other kids just following what the stupid adults are doing. "And based on who our past deplorable once citizen, no offense to you of course, holds company with in the seas...we just can't let another—"

 

"RAGH!"

 

Your tense fist you had around Mama's pants all this time met the man's triangle shaped nose with a crunch. The man let out a pained cry., backing up and holding his bleeding nose as gasps echoed in the store. You hanging over the counter as you kicked your legs to get on top to get another hit. Face feral and scowling and body shaking.

 

"(Y/N)...!" Your mother called out, eyes wide and hands to her mouth.

 

"What a savage child!" A citizen called from outside, hearing the commotion as others did exclamations.

 

"Completely feral, a demon!"

 

"Pirate spawn really are devils, look at that face!"

 

"The poor mother having to deal with that...although she brought it on herself—"

 

"SHUT UP!" The crowd looked over, seeing you were now atop the counter, a bloody fist and eyes alight. "Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up! You!" You pointed at the man, turning back towards you with a dangerous glare and bleeding face, triangle nose bent to the side similar to how cans bend. "You made Mama cry!" Mama gasped, moving a hand to her cheeks that is dry. But you saw how her eyes looked. Red and water filled. No one hurts Mama! "I—You—No one can make Mama cry! No one! I-I'll—" You didn't know what to say.

 

You were just so angry. Mama doesn't deserve this. She's nice. But everyone here isn't! And! And!

 

Your eyes shone, a glint. A fire.

 

A Fate sealed.

 

"I'll become a marine to arrest all of you! For being mean to me and Mama!"

 

Mama's eyes widened, jaw dropping. The crows was silent before some started laughing.

 

Your small fists clenched at your sides, their laughs grating your ears. Even that stupid triangle nose man was sneering at you.

 

"A pirate offspring can't be a marine!" The man said matter of factly. Like he knew anything!

 

He's just being dumb!

 

"It's unheard of!" Another person called, a chuckle leaving their lips along with the kid by their hand. Cause monkey see, monkey do. "They'll arrest you before they come get us."

 

"Especially if it's a savage one like you," a woman called out.

 

Other people were saying other stuff. Your mother's soft words unable to stop them, too subdued due to her shock of your words. Demons. Trash. Pirate offspring. Of jail. Of monsters.

 

If anything, your blood just boiled even more underneath your skin. You felt more sure than ever. Of anything in your whole life.

 

"I'll be the strongest one!"

 

No one can tell you anything or get you if you were the strongest. And Mama and you will be safe. But you're only four, so you didn't know how to say everything without being tongue tied.

 

"You?" The man you punched asked, sounding he was talking from his nose, which was still crooked. His lips moved and it seemed to be crooked too. "A girl?"

 

You don't get what that has to do with anything. But you answered easily nonetheless.

 

"I'll become the strongest girl one in there to show you—you—you ugly rat face!" You ended clumsily and a stomp of your foot atop the counter.

 

The man's face reddened. You think he looked like an apple. If it got stepped on.

 

He looked funny. And it made you feel better.

 

"W-what?! Why you—!"

 

"Rat face! Small brain! Stupid head!" You continued, before sticking your tongue out and pulling an eyelid down in mockery. "Blehhhhhh!"

 

His head started to get steam, and he lunged towards you. Only for your body to be wrapped around a warm body. Your small body instantly relaxing due to the familiar hold. Safe.

 

Only for your Mama to bow her head as she was holding you.

 

"P-please forgive us! This won't happen again! Excuse me!"

 

Your face twisted into confusion and disbelief. Not fading even as your Mama ran out the store and not when she let you go when they arrived at an alley still lit by the daylight but shaded nonetheless. And not even when she kneeled before you with a hand to your shoulder and your cheek.

 

"Oh my, (Y/N)! Are you alright?! Let me see here," she picked your bleeding knuckles from the man. But it was his blood. Not yours. Why did she apologize? "(Y/N), you can't, can't do that again! I've told you to stop fighting. I was fine. You don't have to protect me—"

 

"No."

 

Mama blinked.

 

"No? No about what?"

 

You pressed your lips and stared at her.

 

"No."

 

I will protect you. I will.

 

Mama must've saw something in your eyes, because she let out a sigh and shook her head.

 

"(Y/N)...you don't have to become a marine. You do know—you remember your father is a pirate, right?" You didn't say anything. You only kept staring. Yet, your fists clenched around your dress. Tight. "(Y/N)...Silver worked hard for us, you know that, right? He loves us. He can't send letters with the money he gives us due to the risk of marines tracing it back, so maybe you don't know. The risks he takes to give us these beli's are proof of how much he cares for us. We're fine! You don't need to do anything. I know you have your father's kindness but please, stop worrying." Mama gave you a comforting smile as she cupped your cheek.

 

It didn't work though.

 

Your eyes only shone brighter, burning hotly. Making Mama look at you with concern and a finger going under your eye as she asked what was wrong.

 

I can protect you. I beat people up. I don't know how to fish good yet or clean or cook but I help. I help. I can handle everything. I'm strong . I can do it.

 

I'm here.

 

"No." You say again, trying not to cry. Because Mama doesn't believe in you. She mustn't because she thinks like this. That you can't do it! That has to be it!

 

You lurch back from her touch, betrayed.

 

Mama's face looked hurt and defeated all at once as she tried to reach you.

 

"(Y/N), please—!"

 

"No!"

 

You ran. You ran even as Mama called for you. You ran along the alleys and taking lefts and rights, tears on your cheeks and sniffling loudly. Not being aware of how Mama's voice sounded broken and just how much she cried out for you. But you're small and you're fast.

 

So you go. And go and go and go.

 

Away from everyone. Away from everything.

 

You stop where there's barrels against the walls in a backstreet, hiding in between them and trying to stop sniffling. Small chubby hands trying to clear from the globs of tears and snot going down your face and onto your dress. One of the only dresses you have now.

 

The throughly of all the stores from earlier made you sob even as you grew angry. You're angry! Why do you cry when you're angry?!

 

You thought of Mama's words and remembered, breath stuttering in your chest as you bit your lips.

 

I want to protect Mama. Why doesn't she believe me? Your body shook, your knees pressed against your chest as you cried and whimpered. Your mind went to the man you punched in the face, the way he said that you wouldn't be able to. And he said the word girl weird too. Does Mama think only Papa can be strong? No. I'll show everybody! I'll be a marine—strongest girl one too! I'm not like Papa!

 

A door opened, making your thoughts stutter to a stop and your breath hitch. You didn't realize the barrels were by a door.

 

"Ah, shit. How is there this much of a mess when it's only barely past noon?" A voice questioned, a man's voice. Sounded older too. And annoyed. "Pah, whatever. Money is money. And it's good for business. If only pirates knew how to clean themselves."

 

Pirates? Your breath hitched again, stopping at your throat. Mama said that not all pirates are like Papa and that's why everyone hates them. But...maybe...?

 

"Hm? I thought I heard something..." Your heart was battering against your small chest. You don't want to be caught. "Mmm... must be nothing than." You heard a rummage, an opening of the trash can on your other side. And a sharp plop as if something was put in and the top to be closed again. You heard the door open and close, your shoulders relaxing and a breath of relief escaping your lips.

 

A harsh tug on the collar of your dress made you gasp. You hanging by the hold of the back of your collar to be met with small rimmed glasses and glaring brown eyes.

 

"Ha! Finally caught one of you pranksters—wait." Brown eyes behind those small glasses blinked. "A kid? You're not—"

 

Your surprise fell, and just as easily as you hung on the collar of your dress, you turned into a jumble of attacking limbs. Smacking and kicking the man as he flinched and did a yelp.

 

"Let go! Leggo! Leggo!" You said in your childish speech, eyes tightly closed. You felt your fist connect to his too small glasses and felt like you should do what you did to the store owner you punched. "Your head is too big for your glasses! You're like—like—like a table!"

 

It sounded stupid to your own ears. But that's all you could think of.

 

"Ow! Wha—HEY! Stop punching and kicking me, ya brat!" He shook you, hard and harsh and the action made you dizzy. You were hanging by the collar again, eyes spinning as the man fixed his glasses properly on his nose. His purple hat looking like swirls as you tried to blink. "You can't be one of the prankster turds that always egg my bar sign...you're too young. Wait. Were you crying? Where's your parents?"

 

You managed to stop making your eyes spin. But you kept your gaze down, stubborn and tight lipped. Clearing your face with the back of your hand, as if it would erase the evidence of your red eyes, dried tears on your cheeks, and the wetness of the front of your dress.

 

The man assessed you. Palmed his face with his free hand with a loud exasperated sigh before he opened the door again.

 

"You're lucky all my customers left. Come on. Let's give you some water and something to eat until your parents get here."

 

You didn't say anything. Only looked at the man as he brought you in, still by the collar as they walked in and you saw what looked like a restaurant. Filled with tables and chairs and a counter with very high chairs in front too. He sat you atop of one of the high chairs gently, before quickly getting a glass of water and bringing it to you.

 

You kept your stare at him. The man's eyebrow arched.

 

"You gonna keep staring at me all day, kid, or are ya gonna take a breather?" Your stare didn't falter, your brows only coming together as he spoke. The man scratched at the back of his purple hat, which was snug on his head. You noticed he looked strong too. "Ah. Stranger danger and all that. My name is Raoul. See? Not strangers anymore. Now your water as I fix something up for you until your parents get you. I'm sure they aren't far." Then he muttered too lowly where you couldn't make the words, "I better hope they aren't. I got shit to do. Worthless parents..."

 

You don't understand.

 

"Why?"

 

The man, Raoul, brows arched farther.

 

"Why? Why what?"

 

You looked down at the bar counter, staring at the patterns of the wood.

 

"Why...are you helping me?"

 

What the hell? Raoul thought with a frown. What has this kid gone through? To ask something like that. Why aren't you more concerned I have you instead of helping you?

 

Raoul shrugged, all casual and easy as  he turned his face away but kept an eye on you.

 

"You're a kid."

 

It wasn't much an answer, but it seemed to satisfy you as you jerked your head back towards him, eyes wide. You blinked, and grabbed your water and drank hearty sips until you were done.

 

Raoul grinned, grabbing the empty cup and refilling it, handing it back to you.

 

"Thirsty, eh? I would be too if I looked like you, kid." You frowned at him at the reference of your crying but he only smiled. You were glaring at him as you were drinking a glass after all. It made your eyes crooked. "I'll be back. Let me fix you something up."

 

Raoul left to the back, to what you guessed was the kitchen because a mouth watering smell started to encompass the bar. It took away that smell you couldn't place that tickled your nose. You guessed it was those bottles that were in front of you behind the counter. There were a lot of different ones. And sizes.

 

The pictures in some of them looked kind of cool.

 

Your eyes focused on one that had a pirate ship and a pile of beli's up on the front. The pirate ship having a face that was smiling on the sails.

 

You turned your face away at it. Your stomach clenching.

 

You saw something in your vision and turned towards it, only for your eyes to shoot open in surprise and confusion.

 

"What?" Raoul questioned at your look at what was in his hand and waiting for you to take it. "Oh. You've never seen this, kid? You eat it like that. Just mind the pointy end." He said in humor.

 

You stared at the stick with meat/veggies that were stabbed in it, juices and smell making your stomach eager. But...ready to eat just like that...?

 

"I...I don't need a plate? Or...anything? A fork?"

 

"No." Raoul presented it you, pointing with his free hand at it and moving the stick easily this way and that. Without falling! "See? It's a kebab. You eat it just like this and there's nothing to clean up. Easy to throw away and walk around with. You can eat it anywhere and no one will bat an eye. Impressive, kid?"

 

Raoul doesn't think it's all that amazing. It's meat/veggies on a stick. But with your shining eyes and your face seemed so eager, he couldn't help but tease you a tad.

 

His teasing smile fell when you swiped at it and took a hearty bite though. You ignoring his "Oi!" and how his veins looked like they throbbed, only chewing and tasting.

 

Your eyes practically sparkled at Raoul, it made him squint and have to adjust his glasses better.

 

"Cool!" And it was cool. Nothing you have to clean up, nothing you accidentally break like plates due to you trying to clean and making Mama upset at you or giving you those pats on your head that it's okay when it wasn't when she would make that face. You don't have to clean up anything! And you can eat it anywhere! Playing and eating?! The thought made you tear at the kebab only for you to pierce your cheek. "Ow!"

 

"I told you to mind the pointy end you bra—I mean, kid!" Raoul shouted. "Hey, slow down!"

 

You ate it quickly, not caring of the copper taste in your mouth. You beat the clean stick against the bar counter repeatedly in beat with your words of "More! More! More!"

 

"HEY! Not on the counter, ya little shit—I mean, kiddo! Here!" He presented you another one. You guess he made more than one. Awesome!

 

And you ate that one quickly too, cheeks still full as you stated "More!" as you stabbed at the counter again.

 

"SWALLOW BEFORE YOU ASK!"

 

Nonetheless, he gave you another each time you asked. Him having to go back in the kitchen to make three more before you were done.

 

You smiled, teeth and all and kebab evidence stuck in between at Raoul.

 

"You're not that bad. You're cool! I won't arrest you."

 

Raoul made a noise of disgust, grabbed the stick that was in your tiny hand and jabbed it in your mouth quickly as you were speaking. Making you yelp more of surprise than pain. Raoul didn't hit anything.

 

"Clean your teeth! That's what the sticks are for too!" Your face brightened at another thing you can do with these magic kebabs, although you didn't get what he meant. Raoul, seeing your look, grabbed a clean stick from his side of the counter and picked his teeth with it. "Like that. Now, use it. What kind of kid are you anyways...?" He muttered lastly, you not hearing him once more as you did what he said. And oh! You can still taste some residue juice from the meat/veggies too! You rolled the stick carefully around your mouth happily, legs kicking in front of you, stick protruding from your mouth. You kind of feel cool with this. "Wait...what did you say? Did you say arrest? What are you talking about?"

 

"I'ma gonna beah marine when I growuh," you stated around the stick clumsily.

 

"..."

 

"..."

 

You blinked in confusion at his blank expression.

 

"Uh—" The stick in your mouth was taken with haste, along with all the sticks around you and thrown into the trash. "Hey! What are you doing?!" You grabbed a stick that he missed only for his hand to clasp around your wrist. You looked up at Raoul, and stood still.

 

"Listen, kid. Do you know where you are right now?" Raoul asked cooly. It made your hair stand up. "This is a pirate bar. You're lucky none of my customers are here to hear you say that. They'll make bets on who would kill you first."

 

You scrunched your face.

 

"You're here. They're not. You make no sense, Ra...Rool...Rashloo." You frowned, wondering if you said it right before thinking of just the right one. Brightening as you stated it with confidence. "Rara!" Raoul's darkened face lifted, his eyes wide behind small glasses. You kept going, frowning at him again. "And I'll arrest them too. But you're okay, Rara."

 

"I WAS TALKING ABOUT YOU!" He raged, spit going everywhere and making you do noises of disgust even as he shook you with hands on your small shoulders. Why is he so mad? "This is a pirate bar! You'll be dead where you stand!"

 

"Hmph." You turned your face up and away at him as you crossed your arms. "I'll be stronger than any of those jerks! I...I'll be the greatest!"

 

And I'll show Mama too. Everyone will see! Everyone!

 

"You...you fool!" Raoul's face got closer to yours, you turning towards him as he looked stern. Sometimes the face that Mama does when you're in trouble. His hold around your shoulders tightened just like his eyes did. "You're just a child! You think something like that is easy?"

 

Your face twisted, biting your lip as you looked down, fists tightening. You felt the stick still around your hand close to snapping.

 

Your eyes snapped up however, fiery and glinting as you released a noise of denial. Hand around the stick up and then down, slammed and stabbed on the bar counter. Stuck.

 

Raoul hands loosened in shock, along with his jaw. Staring at how the stick jittered in place before moving his eyes back to yours, ready to tell you off for damaging his bar only to stop.

 

You stared, with fierce determined (e/c) orbs through eyelashes, at him. If possible, Raoul felt as if something in the air shifted. But something like that only happened when—.

 

A cup toasted. Laughter in between words. Fiery and hot with another's. The scent of steel and iron and smoke in the air as Raoul could only watch men speak of dreams larger than he. Larger than them.

 

Raoul's eyes widened, the widest he's done.

 

"I will," you say. And Raoul wonders at what he's seeing, of who you are, of talks and whispers of a mother and daughter living in the outskirts of the woods near Loguetown. And then, "'Cause everyone are stupid head's."

 

Raoul felt his amazement fall just as a sweatdrop did. You still looking serious after your words not helping.

 

Still a brat, Raoul reasons, scratching at the back of his beanie with exasperation with a sigh and closed eyes. Opening once more and spotting your stubborn gaze. But his. You're not normal.

 

A swivel came from his saloon doors up front, him and you turning eyes towards a frantic, breathy woman appearing tear faced. Only to see you and for her to make a noise of relief along with a cry of "(Y/N)!"

 

Your eyes widened as Mama's arms came around you.

 

Mama...Mama took a step back as she surveyed you up and down, warm and comforting grip on your shoulders. Mama was crying...did I do that?

 

"(Y/N)! P-please don't do that again!" Mama gave you another hug, tight and squeezing as you put your small arms around her too. Tiny fists around her blouse before you nuzzled into her blouse and breathed her scent of vanilla and home cooked meals in. Safe. "I...I'm sorry, (Y/N). You can have any dream you want." Your heart felt like it stopped just like your breath when Mama moved back, hand going to your own tear stained face, thumb wiping away the tracks as she gave you a smile. "You can do anything. And I'll—I'll support you." She will? "Just like Silver would."

 

Mama will support me, you think in amazement. Your face wanting to crumble as tears filled your eyes. But Mama picked you up and hid your face against her neck and shoulder, hand to your back as she held you. And you gripped back. Tight. You sniffled. I'll protect Mama. And beat everyone up that makes her cry.

 

You heard Mama say a rushed thanks and bowing to Raoul. Raoul only giving a wave of his hand and only a warning that you should learn to stay away from places like this. Mama promising that you'll be careful but you only thought of juicy kebabs. And arresting everyone here and fighting bigger people than just stupid kids.

 

If I can make that stupid man's nose break, I can do it again. And lots of other bones too. Wait, you paused as you wiped your nose, moving to hold it. Nose...nose have bones...? Your face scrunched heavily in thought as you held Mama, them walking back to home. You looked down at your dress too, wondering just how bones work as you look down at your collarbone. Mama sensed your movement and you looking at the dress. You felt her stiffen.

 

"Don't worry, (Y/N). I'll get you a new dress. I just...have to relearn how to sew that's all. It's been some time but I can make you some." Mama was smiling, but it looked worn as she gazed at you. "Would you like that?"

 

You frowned, thinking of why she looks like that in the first place, and let go of your dress. Hiding your face against the bridge of her neck and shoulder.

 

"I'm fine with what I'm wearing. I don't need anything."

 

We don't need anything from anybody, Mama. I like what we have already. I don't need anything. Just let me protect you and beat everyone up.

 

I can do it all.

 

But you didn't say all that. Cause you're only four and don't know how to speak very well or say everything on your mind.

 

You only repeated to her neck, tightening your arms around her to show that you were telling the truth, that you love her very much and who needs more clothes or more of anything? They can fish for food like Mama does sometimes and stay with clothes they have forever.

 

"I don't need anything," you pouted.

 

Mama's brows pinched together, patting and rubbing your back as they walked through their home.

 

"I know. But I'll give it to you anyways."

 

Just like Silver would, but Mama kept silent. And didn't say that either. She doesn't know anymore how you'd react.

 

And with the clothes store incident, things changed.

 

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They don't get out much anymore to the plaza. Mama just goes out by herself to get food or ingredients, after you promise to her you'll stay out of trouble. Mama doesn't get clothes for herself either, instead sticking with supplies to make them herself.

 

When you asked why after she kept stabbing herself over and over again with the needle, bandages all along her fingers, she stopped humming Bink's Sake to look at you. She reached and cupped your cheek, smiling.

 

"If you don't need clothes from the store, I don't either." You stared and you felt something in your chest move at the words. Mama brushed her thumb by your eye, smile turning playful. "Who needs clothes anyways when I can make it?"

 

Mama can make everything herself, you think, eyes sparkling. She's so cool.

 

The awed expression soon left however when she smacked a wet kiss on your cheek and making you yelp and jump back, rubbing at your cheek as you gave her an annoyed look. Mama only laughing at your response, rubbing the assaulted cheek.

 

Ugh. Cool only sometimes.

 

When Mama is out trying to see clothes or plan meals or even out, you do try your best to be good. To stay out of trouble. To just train by yourself to be the strongest girl marine by carrying big rocks in a backpack or just digging holes with Mama's shovel she uses to garden for the flowers in front of their house. Sometimes, you race the birds up above. Just to see if you can beat them. They keep winning though.

 

You try your best.

 

But you think trouble sniffs you out, and finds you on your own.

 

"Look at this guys, it's a little girl playing to be marine!"

 

You turned, dress dirty and wet at the hems from being in the streaming river within the woods. You like finding rocks in it. How far you can throw them. To carry them. Sometimes the river pushes your legs hard and you fall, but you've been doing good today to stay standing.

 

Your eyes took in the group of kids today, being five. Three of them you're used to. For some reason, no matter how many times you beat them up for being mean, they kept coming back. Mama said once that babies can't be dropped because they may act odd when they grow up.

 

You think they're just stupid.

 

Even though they're older than you. Because you don't know why someone would keep coming back to get beat up by you.

 

Still, all you heard was the boy who said the words, smiling smugly and your eyes narrowed. Small (skin tone) fist clenching around a rock.

 

"I'm not playing! I'm going to be a marine!" The boy laughed, and the others did as well. You don't think there's anything funny. You tensed. "I'm going to arrest all of you when I grow up!"

 

Their laughter died down, the boy stepping up along with the other kids until he stood above you, leaning his face towards your own. Lips curved into a smirk as he saw your dirty dress before meeting your hard eyes.

 

"Arrest? Shouldn't you be the one getting arrested?" He leaned back, before pointing a finger right in your face. "You're the one that has a pirate for a dad after all."

 

The kids behind him seemed to make echoed statements as they nodded, their own smiles that made you want to punch them.

 

"Yeah," another said, "My mom said they're gonna call marines on you if you show up in the plaza again."

 

"Uh huh. And take you far, far away!" A girl snidely added, with crossed arms and superior eyes. "I bet it'll be to that big prison! You'll never leave there! You'll probably cry since it'll be dark and scary!"

 

They laughed, each one making you tremble harder and harder. The rock on your hand digging into your skin. But, you're trying for Mama. Mama said you have to ignore them sometimes and they'll get bored.

 

You pressed your lips before moving down to find more rocks in the bottom of the river. Ignoring how the laughter died and how they seemed to be staring at you.

 

They're just stupid, you think angrily, picking up rocks and holding them against your chest since your small arms can only hold so many. Stupid, stupid, stupid! Everyone is stupid. All stupid heads! No one can arrest me. Mama said so. But...why does everyone keep saying it? And all those other things...?

 

You paused as you grabbed onto another rock, hand wet and the rock glistening with water as you stared at it. As if it had answers.

 

Because of Papa?

 

You felt a touch to your shoulder, your body swinging from the force. Only for you to fall, body soaked from the river. You stared up who pushed you, only to see that stupid smile on that boy's face where you want to punch it off.

 

"Well, look at this. Not so tough now we told you you'll be arrested, right?" If possible that smile seemed to curve even more as the other kids laughed. Your hair dropped with water as you stared up at the boy. "What? Not gonna do anything?" He grabbed your face, pushing your cheeks together. You saw his other hand pick up one of the rocks you dropped and lifted it between the two of you. "Guess you're nothing but a beast to be tamed, huh? That's what my dad said. Oh wait. You don't have one, do you?"

 

His words were a question but how he said it made your youthful eyes narrow before you bowed your head.

 

Papa is...

 

You remember Mama's words, how she always compared the two of you. You having Papa's kindness. Having his face. How you have his drive too. How Papa is doing his best to help the two of you with the money he sends, even if he's far away. In islands finding adventure, islands you could only dream of. Mama loves Papa. She always says how great Papa is.

 

But Papa is...he isn't...

 

"Wait. Wait, hold on." The boy leaned closer to you, almost in disbelief before he let out an equal disbelieving laugh. "Are you crying?"

 

"Awwww, thought marines don't cry!"

 

"Yeah, and you said you're going to be the strongest?"

 

"Strong people don't cry, idiot!"

 

You stopped your sniffles(not really), and gazed upon and hard at the boy in front of you, teary faced. Face twisted into an ugly thing, you looked more like a wet angry cat than what you're picturing in your head.

 

It doesn't matter though. Because you'll be the strongest.

 

You head-butted the boy, stopping him mid laugh at the harsh hit and he fell back, splashing into the water as he went with a yelp. Your head throbbed in pain, you putting a hand to it as you winced. You never used your head before when fighting.

 

Your eyes roved up, to the other kids who stared with a mix of frustration and shock in their faces.

 

"You—you little—!"

 

You stood up from the water, drips of water from your dress and hair falling back into the river. You spreading your legs and hand curled in a fist in front of your chest.

 

"I'm going to fight— beat you up! Beat you all up! I—I'll show all of you!  Doo doo heads! I bet your parents have to help you bathe because of how much you stink!"

 

The insult doesn't quite make sense, since Mama helps you bathe. But that isn't here nor there in a young childish mind like yours.

 

Their faces colored. Before they charged at you.

 

Scowls and snarls as they threw fists at you which you managed to dodge with your head, but still got your shoulder. Despite how much you fight, you still are a little clumsy. Yet, your small body is great sometimes. The kids tend to fall if they throw a punch too hard down at you only for you to move and their faces meet the dirt. Or this time—the river.

 

You were about to punch one of the others kids, when the boy you punched earlier now stood and yelled:

 

"If you're going to hurt us, we'll tell our parents to call marines and take you and your mom away!"

 

You faltered, brows pinching together.

 

You thought of Mama, how she reacted when you punched that man and called him names. How she bowed and said sorry to them, when they were the ones that started it first.

 

You don't want her to do that ever again.

 

You don't want her to say sorry for something you did.

 

You don't want her to look so sad and in pain again.

 

You don't want her taken away. You don't want her gone.

 

Because than...than...

 

Your lifted fist trembled, before you dropped it. The kids, seeing that, immediately took advantage. Throwing you to the river and kicking and throwing rocks and laughing, while you only curled yourself into a ball and did your best to stifle your cries. To stop from trembling, to stop the shaking, to stop thinking you can beat them all up easily as they call you demon and monster.

 

Why, you wonder, face pinched as they soon left you in the river, face drenched with water and scrapes and bruises along with the rest of your body. Do they keep calling me that?

 

You eventually managed to get up, you don't know whether it was a few minutes or an hour. But you do know you winced each time you moved. You lost a shoe too, you having to be careful where you step. You kept your head down as you waddled back home, hand to your stomach while the other would go to the trees near you for support. You sniffed, before feeling something go down your throat that tasted funny. You spat and saw blood mixed in with your saliva as it landed on the grass.

 

You would cringe but it hurt too. So you kept your face blank as you went.

 

You finally managed to arrive home, pushing the door and seeing Mama turn to you from the kitchen.

 

"There you are! I've told you to stay—(Y/N)?!"  One moment she was at the counter, and then the next she was kneeling in front of you, hand brushing your cheek. You winced and Mama gasped at you, but you kept your head bowed. "(Y/N), what happened?! Why are you...did you fight the kids again? But how...you've never arrived this bad before..."

 

Mama grabbed your hand, and lifted you up to the kitchen counter. Grabbing a towel with water to help clean you, her eyes going up and down your form. Scratches and cuts along your knees and legs, your arms. Your dress ruined and hair disarray.

 

"(Y/N)...did they gang up on you?"

 

You kept silent, keeping your gaze down. Mama sighed, moving to clean your wounds, her softly saying to you an apology if you flinched. Her eyes trying to find yours, only to when she found them, her eyes widened in alarm.

 

Your eyes shouldn't be lifeless.

 

"(Y/N), please," Mama begged. "You...you're my daughter. I...I won't get upset. You're not in trouble. Please. Please, my star. Just tell me—"

 

"Why," you croaked through cracked lips, eyes downcast. "Why is Papa not here?"

 

Mama stilled, along with the wet towel that moved to your cheek.

 

It was silent for a few moments. You did not lift up your head, so you did not see how pained Mama looked.

 

Oh, (Y/N). She thought, face tight and knowing. Silver...how could I do this without you? Our star is fading. What can I say? Besides what I have already?

 

She doesn't think there's anything to say. Still, she moved to repeat what she's told you, only for you to speak up softly again and finally looking up to meet her eyes. The same color they are, but your (e/c) were a tad darker.

 

"Why do they call me a demon, Mama? They call me...so many names...the adults did too...it's—it's because of Papa, isn't it—"

 

"No." Mama stated strongly, eyes glinting as she put a hand to your head. "Don't—don't ever think that, (Y/N). People...they just don't understand. Silver—your Papa is different. People see and hear pirate and assume. They don't know him. And they don't know you." Your eyes held doubt, Mama tipping your chin to meet her serious countenance. "They don't. They will though. You have your dream, yes?"

 

Your eyes gained that shine, that flicker that she knows and loves. Mama smiled as you perked up.

 

My dream, your fists clenched at your sides as your face set and you nodded seriously. Mama believes in me. But...

 

Your face turned into questioning concern, Mama teasing an eye brow at the change.

 

"Will...Papa...will he like my dream?"

 

Mama's face flickered with something you couldn't understand, her brows up and furrowed before she hugged you. Her face hidden.

 

"Oh, (Y/N)." You're trying. You're trying to see and feel for your Papa. You want to. Despite everything, you want to. Mama placed a kiss on your temple as she squeezed. "He'll love whatever dream you'll have. No matter what you are."

 

Mama leaned back, spotting your relieved yet small smile before it fell. Only for Mama to cup your cheek, gently to not risk hurting you. You blinking up at her as she smiled lovingly.

 

"Smile, my star." Mama used her slender fingers to carefully push your lips to form a smile. "Come on. For me? You know, smiles are more for everyone than for you—but you must know you have such a shining smile. Come on, like me."

 

Mama went to push her own lips back to form a shining smile. You can see some of her gums and the inside of her cheek, making you laugh. Forgetting the pain and everything that happened. You could only laugh at how funny Mama is.

 

"That's better. Smile makes others happy you know. It's a nice feeling, eh?"

 

You nodded, face turning curious.

 

"Was papa's smile nice to look at?"

 

Mama did something interesting than. Something you've begun to notice more and more, just how many times she does it.

 

Mama smiled sadly, forlornly, eyes half lidded and she's looking at something you couldn't see before looking down at you with closed eyes.

 

"Mm! The nicest. When he comes back, you can see it too!"

 

That sounds...nice...

 

Mama looked at your hopeful expression and decided to plant multiple kisses on all your injuries. Not caring when you struggled and made disgusted noises.

 

"Mama!"

 

"My star is just too cute!"

 

"Strong people aren't cute!" You shouted, horrified.

 

Mama only giggled and tortured you more with kisses, adding playful yet gentle bites to your cheeks.

 

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Time passed and things continued to be the same, you training no matter the weather despite how Mama says you shouldn't. Mama going on her own to buy whatever they needed, although she seems to be more willing to get their own stuff now. You heard her whisper something about how Papa gave them money so they shouldn't waste it by not getting stuff. But the people in Loguetown are lame!

 

She didn't say that part. But you think that's what she was getting at.

 

But now there's more fishing! And she teaches you too! Sometimes. You don't really like waiting and doing nothing when you can be training.

 

Which you still do. You try to stay away in areas where the kids won't come and bother you. It doesn't always work though. But you think training your eyes to see where their hits go before they land helps too!

 

Although it still hurts.

 

But! But it's okay! You found a way to get faster and learning how to dodge!

 

And, best of all, more kebabs!

 

You walked passed the swivel doors of Gold Roger, well. Walked under them. Not caring for the intimidating customers looking your way, only to have to jump up. Glass shards flying right where your feet were just a moment ago.

 

"You!" Raoul bellowed, looking tired and angry all at once from behind the bar counter, hand threateningly around a new shot glass. "Brat! Get out of here! You're making my customers leave!"

 

With each sentence, he threw another glass. You dodging each one and making a game of it by jumping or moving your body to the side or ducking your head.

 

You looked at him strangely.

 

"I think it's because you're throwing glasses, Rara. Are you stupid?"

 

Raoul's face would color when you said stuff like that. But he would make an interesting face each time you called him Rara too. Eyes behind small round sunglasses moved towards the customers only to sigh and tell you sit up here and hurry up.

 

You cheered, before rushing over with your little legs and scaling the bar stool until you looked at Raoul eagerly with a cry of "Kebabs!"

 

Raoul would curse to himself and complain loudly to you where you hear, but he's weird. He's different from the others who said mean things. He'll give you kebabs, make sure you don't stab yourself in the mouth. He started having your (favorite juice) at the ready when you kept coming back.

 

Raoul said stuff that was mean. But he wasn't mean.

 

Mama must know too. Since you look so happy when you come from the bar, telling her that "Rara is a good person!" She made an interesting face when you said that, blinking her eyes at you before saying something you couldn't hear. But then! She let you keep going to the bar with promises you won't bother him too much. And you bring kebabs home sometimes too! Well...one...you ate the others while walking back home even though Raoul said to save some for Mama. But you can't help it!

 

Raoul would give you a look and say mean stuff but still. He didn't change anything.

 

He's weird like that.

 

One of the first few times you came here after the first, you bumped into someone by accident when you rushed in. The man was tall, lumbering and muscular and had a nasty glare and scars in his face.

 

"Watch where you're going, brat." He grinned sharply. "Unless you wish to be skinned alive."

 

Your eyes narrowed at him as he laughed, others laughing with him. He didn't even say sorry.

 

But you can tell he's a pirate. The people behind him must be too. And he's mean. They're mean.

 

Raoul who was behind the counter and noticed the commotion, moved quickly to the front, hands up and making calming gestures.

 

"Now, there's no need to act like—"

 

"I'm going to arrest all of you," you said, face set.

 

The laughing stopped and everyone turned towards you. Raoul froze, staring at the pirates and back at you with a reprimanding expression.

 

One second you were on the ground, the next you were lifted up by the collar of your dress and breath smelling like ale was in your face.

 

"What," the scarred pirate said slowly, as in disbelief. Or maybe he talks slow. He should go to a doctor. "Did you say?"

 

Has to go to the doctor, you concluded with a frown.

 

"I'm going to arrest you when I grow up. I'm going to be the strongest girl marine." You repeated calmly. Brow raising when the pirate in front of you and behind him stared at you blankly. Stupid and slow. "You should go to the doctor."

 

Raoul slowly dragged a hand across his face.

 

The pirate holding you by the collar blinked once. Twice.

 

"What?"

 

"There's something wrong with your ears. Mama says to go to the doctor if something is wrong with you," you explained, just as slowly as he said his words. The pirate's jaw loosened. You nodded to yourself, crossing your arms in front of you and keeping your above ground legs still. "Ya. I can take you to the best doctor after I arrest you. Only the best cause I'll be the best and I'll know the best."

 

The pirate snarled, lifting his opposite fist up.

 

"You little bitch—"

 

Raoul grabbed the pirate's elbow, eyes hard.

 

"I think you and your lot should leave."

 

The pirate turned, growling a "What?! Are you kicking us out when," he shook you, back and forth but your eyes glinted once more. Your own face in a scowl and ready to punch or kick him but they can't reach. "This little shit is the one who bumped into me?! Do you know who I am?"

 

"No. Not really," Raoul drawled before his grip on the pirate's elbow tightened. "I don't care to know someone like you. You think punching a little girl is the shit?"

 

"Little girl?" The pirate laughed at Raoul's face along with yours. Your face twisting in disgust as spit landed on you. Raoul just stared at the pirate, appearing to be analyzing as his lips thinned. "All I see is a future problem for pirates. You heard her. Anyone wishing to be a dog should die like a dog. And the name of your bar, Gold Roger—" Raoul's eyes turned unreadable at the name, jaw setting as the pirate continued with a smug grin. "He beats and kills marines all the time. Even has that killer Bullet in his crew too. You think they won't take a chance to kill every single marine mutt?"

 

"You don't know, Roger." Raoul stated, angrily, insulted.

 

It made your eyes travel to him in confusion along with the pirates around them,

 

The pirate holding you chortled, before motioning his head and Raoul was now being held by the two other pirates. You thrashes and told them to let him go but he didn't pay attention to you as he kneeled before Raoul who's eyes were mere slits.

 

"And you do? Why are you looking at me like that? Don't worry. I'll make sure to show Roger when I meet him in the seas, just how many marines or marine whelps I got for him. Before I kill him of course."

 

Before the man finished speaking, Raoul gave him a headbutt. Making him curse as he jostled back but kept his grip on you. You gasped when Raoul met a punch from the pirates holding him and decided that you'll really arrest them now.

 

So you bit the hand holding the collar of your dress. Hard.

 

The pirate yowled. You landed harshly, spitting out blood and the taste of it, wiping your mouth. Raoul took advantage of your attack, pushing the two men holding him away like it was nothing and punching their lights out. One of them landing on the glass shards from one of the shot glasses Raoul always throws at you, howling at the pain as glass stuck to his skin.

 

"You bitch!" You turned, seeing the pirate that held you moving in for a punch. It looked a bit slow to you, even with the threat of the heavy large fist you weren't scared. Mostly because you bit him easily. You dodged to the side, meaty arm in front of you and decided the pirate needed another bite as you grabbed and chomped. The man shouted a string of curses and you moved before he could react and grab you, but not before punching the bite. Making him wince. You've learned that hitting new injuries make it hurt worse. "Y-You little shit—!"

 

The pirate reached with his other arm, swiping at you. His forearm connecting with your stomach, you yelped. Body going with the momentum and slamming into a table.

 

"I'm going to make sure you bleed now, you mangy mutt—"

 

Raoul punched the pirate, stopping from his words, the pirate fell. Out.

 

Your eyes shined.

 

Raoul stood over the pile of pirates, taking them by the collars and throwing them out his bar. You shakily stood, rubbing at your stomach before moving to help him. Dragging the body, although clumsily and still on the floor, to outside with him.

 

Raoul staring at you as you did so, but you only gave him a determined look. You don't want him stopping you. This is good training.

 

Raoul snorted, shaking his head before continuing. Letting you be and you grinned, letting the pirate's head fall harshly and ignoring how he groaned as you help Raoul with the others.

 

When they were done, Raoul turned to the remaining customers that were there who watched the whole thing with wide eyes.

 

Raoul pointed down towards you.

 

"Anyone willing to hurt kids can get out. And whoever thinks that Gold Roger is the type to do that sort of thing," Raoul's chin jutted out and his sunglasses shined. "You bastards can leave too."

 

The customers stared. Before turning their eyes back to their drinks and their conversations. Raoul nodded to himself, moving to fix his purple beanie before crossing his arms and glancing down towards you.

 

"Now you—" Raoul stopped at your sparkling eyes, his eyes squinting and having to put his sunglasses more in front of his orbs. "Why are you—"

 

"Cool!" You exclaimed, beaming and moving in place, bloody hands curled under your chin and equally bloody lips wide. "You're so cool, Rara! Teach me!"

 

Raoul's cheeks slightly flushed before he coughed, moving away from you as he gave a stern "No."

 

That night he gave you extra kebabs, so you think he liked you calling him cool. Which he is!

 

You wished he would teach you though. Or at least explain a few things...

 

One time you sniffed at a bottle of alcohol after asking Raoul to see, your face scrunching as you covered your nose.

 

"Ew! Why do people drink that?!"

 

Raoul only laughed at you, taking the bottle away with a knowing grin.

 

"You'll get it when you're older."

 

You pouted at the answer. It sounded like what Mama says.

 

Still though...you wonder about things.

 

Like how Mama would stare out at nothing sometimes. Looking at something you can't see. She looked...you don't know how exactly. But she looked sad. And tired.

 

It happened when she would bring up Papa, although when she spoke about him she's smiling or giggling about something he did. Or something they both did.

 

You asked her about it as they sat on their couch. Or more like said that she looked happy when she talked about Papa. Really happy.

 

She brightened, hands folded on her lap as she looked towards you.

 

"Your father's love is amazing to me. I can feel it in every kiss he gave me."

 

You made a face, thinking of the people who do that sometimes in the bar.

 

"Ew! Those don't look nice."

 

"Hehehe!" Mama put a hand to her mouth before sobering and giving you an amused smile. "Sometimes they aren't. You have to find the right one. One who loves you as if you yourself can move the stars, my star. Kisses have power—all filled with everything."

 

"That...sounds hard." You manage out, doubtful. It sounds stupid too.

 

"No." Mama grabbed your cheek and does a slight squeeze with a soft smile. "You'll find someone who loves you like that, (Y/N). But it's important to find the right one! Kisses are really strong and you shouldn't waste them. You have to be sure you love them too, not just whoever's heart you stole."

 

"I can't steal hearts! They're inside bodies!"

 

"Hehe! Right!"

 

You don't think it's funny. But you soon forget Mama's odd words when she sings softly Binks Sake again as she prepares the fish she caught again.

 

"Arashi ga kita zo, senri no sora ni(Now comes a storm through the far-off sky)." You clumsily follow along, singing much louder than Mama but with utmost confidence even if you butcher a few words and a smile as you got off your seat and danced. Mama smiling and giggling all the while as she continued. "Nami ga odoru yo, Doramu narase( Now the waves are dancing, Beat upon the drums)."

 

And then, at once and together, the both of you sang you and Mama's favorite part!

 

"Okubyoukaze ni fukarerya saigo( If you lose your nerve this breath could be your last)!

 

Asu no asahi ga nai ja nashi( But if you just hold on, The morning sun will rise)!"

 

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You wish all days you can sing Bink's Sake with Mama, maybe invite Raoul too. So Mama can get food besides always eating fish now. You don't ask anymore why they eat the same thing now. You didn't like how Mama's face looked. You don't like her in pain. Sometimes she sniffles too, but she's not crying. It made you confused but Mama would just smile at you and wave you off for you to play or head to Raoul's.

 

You wish Mama would stop looking sad when Papa sends them Beli's with the News Coo. Just staring at the pile with no change in her face.

 

You wish... you didn't have to deal with turds!

 

(Within Gold Roger, Raoul will regret yelling certain obscenities in his bar with you present.) 

 

You charged through the door to the house, making Mama startle at her place on the couch, sewing needles dropping at the sound. Only for her to gasp and stand at the injuries you received from the kids again. But you got a few licks this time.

 

You've come to learn that they excuse some of your flailing as just that. Crazy and everywhere.

 

Good thing they're stupid and don't think I just want to shut their traps, you think, using a word you heard Raoul say to you often. But I'm really pissed now!

 

"(Y/N)?! Did the kids—"

 

"The others say we don't have a home, Mama. That we live in dirt! But we have a roof over our heads!"

 

Mama paused, her arms that were outstretched to you falling. While you only stood with tight fists, angry and wishing to pummel them as you kept your gaze down to the floorboards.

 

You don't get what's wrong with your house. You have a kitchen, a couch, a bathroom, a dining table and the two rooms in the back. Although you don't use yours that much anymore. You like sleeping with Mama. Besides, Mama says that your room is where Papa's Beli will go for now.

 

Maybe...your house isn't as big as others...you can see some when you sneak to go to Raoul's bar. Large and towering over your small form, some having two floors! Two! But even the one floor ones look larger than their's...

 

Still...you don't understand what's wrong with it.

 

After a few more moments of silence, you looked up when you saw in the corner of your vision Mama's hand. She motioned for you to follow her, you doing so and sitting on the couch besides her. She stayed quiet. Still. Your brows were furrowing on what Mama can possibly be thinking so hard to make her face look so tight. But than it went away, her having a small smile as she turned to look at you.

 

"That's not the only thing that makes a home, my starling."

 

Your brows pinched in further at Mama's knowing, soft tone.

 

"I don't get it."

 

"Ano, well!" Mama put a finger to her lips, looking up in thought before turning her gaze back to you, moving her finger to point up above. "What we have is a place to live yes—a house. A roof. A door. Windows and walls. But that doesn't make a home." Mama motioned between you two. "It's us."

 

You stare blankly at Mama.

 

"I'm not a building."

 

Mama's patient smile wavered before she laughed, hand to her mouth as she did so.

 

"Hehehe! No, we're not! But tell me, how do you feel with just you and me? When we fish? When we cook? When we sleep and cuddle? How do you feel?"

 

You blinks, and touch your chest. Recalling how warm it made you, how comforting it was.

 

You always want to feel like that.

 

"It...feels nice."

 

"Do you think you can feel that in other buildings people call their homes?" Mama asked, arching a brow.

 

Your thoughtful expression fell, your mouth twisting to the side.

 

"Hah? No. I don't care about those people. They're mean."

 

Mama didn't react to your words, only humming as she smiled knowingly.

 

"So it's just with me?" You nod. "So you feel like I make a home? Because I feel the same way with you."

 

You blink. You looking up in thought, scratching the back of your neck.

 

When I feel warm it's cause of Mama. So...is Mama home? Your brows furrow at the thought. How is Mama a building?

 

"I...think I get it."

 

Mama laughs at your doubtful expression, all free and the happiest you've seen her in awhile. Maybe because of all the things she's been dropping by accident lately. Or maybe because...She kisses your cheek sloppily with an extra bite and you try to push her away with an indignant no. And yet, you were smiling despite your complaining.

 

"You don't get it at all but that's okay. You'll know when you feel a home. Maybe when your father comes, you'll feel it more."

 

She turns back to what she was doing before, sewing clothes for you. It looks like shorts.

 

You stare at her as she does it, the question in your mind not going away so you say it.

 

"Will he?" You whisper, almost to yourself only to freeze at how fast your Mama's eyes flicked towards you, pausing from her work.

 

Her eyes, the color lighter than yours, faltered only to glint.

 

It made you blink how hard it was but than it was gone as she turned back to her work.

 

"Yes. He will." Mama says resolutely, and than softer to herself as she sews and the needles move. "He will..."

 

You stared at Mama, turning away and biting your inner cheek. Mama looked sad again. Why did you mention Papa?

 

You think back to Mama and her expression, her belief in Papa. He'll come.

 

Maybe.

 

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You're five!

 

Finally!

 

And you know how to write your name too!

 

And! And! You got to celebrate it in Raoul's bar! With Mama! He promised as many kebabs as you want, so you took his offer. Munching and tearing along, even as Raoul looked like he regret it and Mama scolded you each time you stabbed yourself with the stick.

 

You didn't care if your mouth kept bleeding, this is the best day ever! Your two favorite people in the whole world! You even told them.

 

Mama seemed to beam but Raoul gave you doubtful look. Pulling a stuffed cheek no matter if you kept saying "Ow!" repeatedly the harder he pulled.

 

"You just like me cause I give you food."

 

You beamed, meat/veggies stuck between teeth.

 

"The best food!"

 

Raoul scoffed but he looked happy nonetheless. The weirdo. You munched along, too busy enjoying your food to hear the other adults speak behind you as you sat in the bar counter.

 

"I appreciate what you've done, Raoul." Mama stated, grateful beyond measure as Raoul just shrugged and scratched behind his neck where his purple beanie was. She shook her head, smiling. "I mean it. (Y/N)...she needs someone like you. Despite how...rough around the edges you are."

 

Raoul stopped, his eyes turning unreadable as he stared at her.

 

"Miss...you know I can't replace him." Her eyes held hurt but Raoul kept going. "I'm not—"

 

"I know you aren't," She snapped lowly. Raoul blinked at the attitude change, something she has never done but she shook her head, palming her face with a heavy sigh. Raoul couldn't but notice the bags under eyes, tired and colored to show it. "Forgive me...I...it's been a bit difficult. With how those in Loguetown have been..."

 

She didn't have to say more. Raoul knows.

 

Stupid shits all of them, Raoul groused. Glancing towards you and your happy form as you ate kebab after kebab. He couldn't help but snort as you would tell each time you hurt yourself. Demon of Loguetown my ass.

 

"Ya don't gotta say much, Miss. No use bothering to think about bastards—I-I mean." Raoul faltered when Mama sent him an amused look at his stuttering, her saying she doesn't care about harsh words. She's used to it where she's from. Raoul coughed into his fist, embarrassed. "Right. Still. Sorry...been accidentally teaching your brat some words too."

 

Mama's light (e/c) eyes glittered.

 

"I can tell. But she's mostly picked up on your other habits too."

 

Raoul paused, scratching the back of his head. Wondering what she could speak of.

 

"What?"

 

She only laughed and pointed at his hand still behind his head. Raoul, connecting his gesture he does when thinking or confused, dropped his arm. Chuckling to himself.

 

Who knew he would have a brat for a copycat?

 

Comfortable silence weighed between them. Her watching her daughter while Raoul drunk his ale, not being able to take away his studying eyes away from her form.

 

Her eyes aren't just tired, Raoul observes with concern growing at each little change he notes. Her clothes appear bigger on her. She looks...gaunt...and pale...

 

Raoul lowered his cup, staring at it.

 

"Hey." She looked over, holding a question in her smile. Raoul kept his eyes on his drink. "You alright?"

 

She blinked, before she seemed to realize what he was getting at. Pursing her lips before she shook her head and smiled once more at him.

 

Fake, Raoul noted.

 

"Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"

 

Raoul had a hundred and ten reasons as to why she wouldn't, but he kept his mouth still. It isn't his place. The only reason the two of you are here is because you are a shitty determined brat that can't take no for an answer and keeps coming back no matter how many shot glasses he throws at you. He's a glorified babysitter and bar owner.

 

He shouldn't be doing any of this. A birthday party in a bar? For a kid?

 

His mind wanders to talks of adventure, grander than anything he could do. Of a promise to create the best metal, the best weapons—while he's here only happening to create a few new mixes of drinks.

 

As he stares at his ale, he could almost see them.

 

After a few more kebabs from you, your mom decided that enough was enough before he could. He packages a few spares for the two of you, handing it to your mother to hold instead of you. You'll finish them by the time they get back home is what he said at your whining and reaching hands. Your mom left through the back, despite how it's still early afternoon and they could've left through the front. Still. It helps with what he has to ask.

 

Before you moved to follow your mother, and most likely beg her for a kebab already, he kneeled before you and put a hand to your shoulder. You looked at him with a brow arched.

 

"Hey, has your mother...been feeling well lately?" You blinked, not seeming to understand so Raoul decided to help you a bit. "Has she been eating alright? Drinking water? Or...or coughing or sneezing or anything like that?"

 

When your eyes flickered with recollection, Raoul knew.

 

"Ya. How do you know?"

 

"She's sick. She should go to the doctor and get medicine." At your blank look, Raoul rose a brow. "You...you know what sick means, right?"

 

"Uhhh..."

 

Raoul face palmed, sunglasses slanting on his forehead before he fixed it. Ignoring how you looked at him like he was the weird one.

 

"Being sick means you're in pain. Your stomach could hurt or your chest or your head. Anything like that."

 

"Mama...is in pain...?" You looked disturbed at the knowledge, looking down and biting your lip in thought.

 

"Hey, stop that. You'll make yourself bleed." You stopped, moving to bite your inner cheek instead as you looked up at him with welling eyes. An improvement but he doesn't want you to cry. "Look. She just has to go to the doctor and she'll feel better. Like...like how she bandages you up or whatever she does when you throw your fighting tantrums." You made an "Oh!" in connection. "She can take medicine and everything will be good. But hey," Raoul brought you closer, eyes ever serious and tone low and dangerous as you stared. "I put in food for her too so you better not eat any of it. She looks horribly skinny and she needs to eat good to feel better. You want her better, right?"

 

"I...yeah...yeah! I want Mama to not be sick anymore!"

 

Raoul nodded, pleased and smirking at your sincerity. You're a shit but you're cute.

 

"Good. Tell me if she needs some help finding a doctor. I...might know a guy."

 

You stared at him and how slightly stumbled on his words.

 

"Is he a criminal?"

 

"Ah, shut yer trap! He helps people!"

 

Your mouth twisted, doubtful and crossing your arms.

 

"Fine. I'll arrest him last."

 

Raoul grabbed both your shoulders and shook you, shouting.

 

"YOU WONT ARREST HIM AT ALL!"

 

After that, you and Mama went home. You kept glancing at her though, Raoul's words making you worry.

 

Sick. I've never had that before...you stare at Mama and how coughed when she opened the fridge, feeling the cold air before putting the food in. Is that why Mama looked so much in pain for so long? It's not because of Papa?

 

Right when you thought the words, you heard a crash. Your eyes whipped to see Mama on the floor, the food as well. You rushed with a cry as she tried to get up and wave you away that she was fine, only for coughs to rack her body. Over and over again.

 

Harder than you've ever heard.

 

Sick, you think in growing concern and fear.

 

"Mama! A-Are you okay?!" You had a hand out, hesitant to reach out as Mama coughed into her hand. You landed it in her shoulder, rubbing it like how Mama does to you sometimes. "Mama?!"

 

She eventually stopped her coughing, clearing her throat and throwing you a smile that looked...wrong.

 

"I'm okay, (Y/N). It's nothing. I'm sure I'll feel better when the time is right."

 

Your brows furrowed. That doesn't make any sense. Why does Mama always never make sense?

 

"But...Mama...you sound...sick. Maybe we can...I don't know."

 

Mama managed to stand, using the fridge door to help her up. She sighed at the mess of the food on the floor, mumbling to herself perhaps they could still save it and picked it up back onto the plate as she replied.

 

"I'm fine, (Y/N). There's no need to get anything. I just have to wait."

 

You're brows are furrowing done hard and close together you're sure they'll fly off.

 

"...wait?"

 

Mama put the plate back in, and closed the fridge. She smiled down at you, wide and...not wrong like earlier but...off.

 

Something doesn't feel right.

 

"Your father...he'll come. I'm sure. Than I'll feel better." Mama answered insouciantly.

 

Like nothing is wrong.

 

Something's wrong, you think again, sweat going down your temple.

 

"But...mama...I can find a doctor, the nice man at the bar can—"

 

"No, (Y/N)!" She snapped, eyes in a glare. It made you stumble back, eyes wide. She...she's never yelled at you like that before. Like...like... The people of Loguetown. At your frightened and round eyed look, Mama seemed to come back to herself, hand to her face in sorrow. "We...I'm sorry...we...have to save money. I have to wait here. He'll be here. I know it." She repeated the last sentence to herself once more, in a breath.

 

You could only stare as Mama continued to pretend like nothing was wrong.

 

How does she know when he'll come?

 

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After that, you were at a loss on what to do. Raoul couldn't do much either for someone who didn't want help.

 

You were supposed to get strong.

 

Be the strongest.

 

Be a marine.

 

To protect Mama. Arrest everyone that'll hurt them, make her cry. Look in pain. You hate the face she makes when she's in pain. You've seen it too many times.

 

She's supposed to be happy. Hugging you, and singing Binks Sake with you and you able to smell from her the scent of vanilla and home cooked meals, feeling warm and safe and comforting and she could feel all those things too. With you.

 

You're here.

 

You can fight everything and everyone.

 

That's what you've always done. What you can do.

 

How do I fight this?

 

(You can't fight what's inside.)

 

I never thought I needed to save. I just know how to fight.

 

(Something's broken.)

 

I only know how to fight.

 

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"Silver?"

 

"No, Mama. It's me."

 

"..."

 

"You have to eat, Mama. And water. Like what...what you tell me. You're...getting skinny. And you haven't moved. Or...showered."

 

"...you telling me I stink, (Y/N)? Huh? You want to make me leave the house and see your father by yourself!"

 

"What...?! N-No! Mama, please! I just...I just want you to feel better!"

 

"I...no, (Y/N). Maybe just give me some water. I have to stay. I just know he'll be here. He'll give me a smile and a kiss and than I'll be better."

 

"..."

 

"We'll be a family," she sighs dreamily. "And we can all sing..."

 

The lyrics to Binks Sake is broken and everywhere. Out of order. She hums it off beat.

 

You could only watch.

 

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What am I supposed to do?

 

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"Shio no mukou de, yuuhi mo sawagu ( Far across the salty depths! The merry evening sun!)

 

Sora nya wa o kaku, tori no uta (The birds sing as they draw circles in the sky!)

 

Sayonara minato, Tsumugi no sato yo (Farewell to the harbor, To my old hometown!)"

 

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You watch as Mama is in your old room, lovingly touching each Beli bill. Careful with the coins.

 

The fall of the clinks back to the table.

 

She whispers words to them. Ones you can't hear.

 

But you caught it. Once.

 

"You should've stayed," she says to a bill, as if it's him. Like it's a secret. She sighs, mournful. And just like that, she switched to broken sobs. "We could've been royalty."

 

You step away from the door, lean against the wall next to it with your hair hiding your shadowed face.

 

Your fists clench, nails cutting into your skin.

 

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It wasn't supposed to be like this.

 

Sometimes, you can practically feel how much Mama is wailing inside. It hurts inside. Your chest hurts.

 

What do I fight?

 

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Don to icchou utao, funade no uta (Lets all sing out with a Don! As the ship sets sail)

 

Kinpa-ginpa mo shibuki ni kaete (Waves of gold and silver dissolve to salty spray)

 

Oretacha yuku zo, umi no kagiri (As we all set sail to the ends of the sea!)

 

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When does the sea end so you can come back?

 

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"Mama, you have to eat! Please! Look, I brought this from Rara in the bar. It's chicken. It's really yummy!"

 

"Leave me, (Y/N)."

 

"But...but, it's your favorite! You like chicken. Look, here—"

 

You felt a slap to your cheek, you and the plate fall to the dirty ground as you hold your throbbing cheek wide eyed as Mama looked angrily down at you from her place in her bed(it used to be yours too. You stick with the couch now).

 

"I said no! And you wasted money on that! Your father could've used that!"

 

"But...you said that father leaves and sends that money for us."

 

"He might need it when he comes back! We can't touch it! Don't you understand, (Y/N)?! No...you wouldn't...I can feel that you can't."

 

"Eh?" You shake your head and go to pick up the food. She's always said weird things. "Mama please eat. We can't waste it. Just a little nibble—"

 

"LEAVE, (Y/N)! I just...he has to come back. Just a smile... and than I'll eat more."

 

Mama started singing again, out of tune and off beat to herself, head bobbing as she has been doing. You stare. Before your eyes lit up for the first time in the past few months.

 

You leave. And you plan.

 

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I'll help you, Mama. Cause, I'm here .

 

I'm here!

 

I'm here!

 

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Kyou ka asu ka to yoi no yume (Today, and tomorrow, our dreams through the night!)

 

Te o furu kage ni, mou aenai yo( Waving our goodbyes, we'll never meet again!)

 

Nani o kuyokuyo, asu mo tsukuyo (But don't look so down, For tomorrow night the moon will also rise!)

 

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He said goodbye! But I won't!

 

Don't look sad, Mama. I'm here.

 

I'm here!

 

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Things are still the same as the days pass.

 

Mama only eating a little as well as drinking water rarely. More crumbs than food, and drinking a sip only every few days. No matter the cracked lips or hoarse throat.

 

You can see how Mama is acting more and more different. Like a different person.

 

Impatient. And mean.

 

She stares at you with narrowed eyes and sometimes hits you if you mention father. Not hard. Not like those kids that call you demon. Not like how the few stupid pirates that come in Raoul's bar either.

 

You can take it. You can take anything! And when you're the strongest woman marine, you'll be able to protect her anywhere!

 

But...you don't like this feeling inside you when she's mean. It's nasty and it's making you sad and sometimes angry, like when the other adults and kids ignore you or call you names.

 

(Demon. Monster. Offspring. Dirt. Pirate spawn—)

 

You don't remember the last time she called you her star. But! But you have a plan!

 

Raoul said your Mama isn't acting herself cause she needs food and water and a doctor and doesn't mean the stuff she says or does. Which you know! Mama would never hit you! 

 

She'd never!

 

You sniff, tightening the hold on your dress, lips quivering.

 

She'd never!

 

She's only sick. But you have a way to make her feel better.

 

Mama has always compared you and your father.

 

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Warera kaizoku, umi watteku (We are pirates sailing through the Sea!)

 

Nami o makura ni, negura wa fune yo (The waves are our pillows, The ship our roost)

 

Ho ni hata ni ketateru wa dokuro (Flying the proud skull on our flags and our sails!)

 

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It will make you proud.

 

We can be a home again.

 

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You do the plan. You've been practicing balancing long sticks on your feet for days.

 

You borrow clothes from Raoul(you didn't steal, you're gonna be a marine! He's been giving clothes to you anyways when he noticed Mama has stopped washing clothes. You have comfortable shorts and a large shirt now. You wonder how he got it though, cause he doesn't have kids. You don't ask cause you don't want to arrest him. When Raoul asked what the clothes were for, you just it's to make Mama feel better. Raoul let you, concerned eyes growing but he can't do much else. He's already done a lot.) and you tie your feet together with the sticks and do the plan.

 

You put the large clothes on in the woods by your home. Too large for your body and the sleeves engulfing your tiny almost six year old arms. The sticks help with the lower half however and you have a belt. You hide your hair underneath a fedora hat, it tipping over your eyes and you having to put it back up every few seconds.

 

Still! This'll work!

 

You balance as best you can on the sticks as you walk in to your house that's more a shack now, the care gone and the flowers in the front dead.

 

Mama always said you looked like your father, so this will work.

 

You haphazardly and sloppily walked to where Mama was on her bed sleeping. You lean over her, only to almost fall and you having to catch yourself quickly, the sticks scraping against the floor.

 

Your Mama wakes up from the noise only for her to gasp, a shine in her eyes. Making her look healthier despite the darkness underneath them.

 

"Silver?"

 

Yes! It's working!

 

You smile wide, hopefully just like your father.

 

But the  the hat you put on your head tips over due to you leaning over so awkwardly.

 

You yelp and fall back as Mama's eyes widened out of shock, eyes glittering from hopeful joy dulling as her lips pursed while you rubbed your head with an eye closed in pain.

 

"What are you doing, (Y/N)?! I didn't think you were so cruel!"

 

You stop, eyes darting up to your Mama who was glaring at you as sat up in her bed.

 

"Wha—Mama, I wanted to make you feel better since you miss father's smile."

 

"DON'T lie to me!" Mama rages, pale scrawny once beautifully slender fists tight on her sheets. "You do not share my love for Silver. You blame him for everything this town says about both of us! And how they treat you! You...you hate your father."

 

You flinch. You crawl back as if she lashed at you.

 

"Mama I—"

 

"Shush! You—" Mama starts coughing strongly, hand covering her mouth as she rasped to gain her breath back as she laid upon the bed. Her eyes flicked down towards you, steely. "I shouldn't have agreed. To listen to Silver and...we would've both been happy if we stayed. But..." Her eyes focused solely on you and you froze on the ground. "You managed to break hearts faster than I thought, starting with mine. (Y/N). You're going to hurt everyone. And you'll feel it too."

 

...what?

 

I'm...you think, eyes trembling as you could only stare at Mama's confident cold expression. ...going to hurt everyone?

 

"...wha...Mama..."

 

Mama starts coughing erratically, hacking and hands going around her throat and laying down, too weak to sit upright at all and just coughing.

 

You widen your eyes and sit up.

 

"Mama?!"

 

Mama reached one hand out towards the ceiling, as if wishing to catch something as tears fell down her cheeks as she coughed weakly.

 

"Si...Silver...I'm...so...rry..."

 

"Mama!" You call, kneeling by the bed and eyes glistening with tears, terrified at what's happening despite Mama's weird words. Mama's eyes were looking faraway as she stared up, lips twisted down before going into a quiver as she turns to you, tears going down as she did so.

 

"My...star...I...I'm sorry...y...you deserve m...ore than t...his. I'm...a bad...mo...ther."

 

Mama! She's back!

 

Tears go down your face, as you grab a hand and tighten it.

 

"No! You're—you're the greatest mama ever! You're—y-you're just s-sick! Mama, I can get the owner! And—and than we can—we can—" your voice was wobbly and shaky as you stuttered and shook as big globs of water went down to the floor and flooded your vision where you could barely see your Mama who had a small pitiful smile on her face. "W-we can be wha-what you said! A home or whatever! Just us two! W-we can be it. I can be strong like a roof and the walls when I accomplish my dream! And you'll be inside a-and be the windows and door! And I can—I can love you only forever! We don't...we don't...don't need anything else! We won't ne—need anybody else! Just us!"

 

Mama still had that sad smile on her face, tears going down just like the stream of water in the river within the woods. Never ending.

 

You...you have to save Mama!

 

She's not supposed to look like that!

 

You're supposed to make sure she never looked like this again!

 

And so you kiss Mama's tears away and kiss her everywhere, even as Mama started looking at you brokenly and she made another choked sound that didn't sound like a cough.

 

You spoke between kisses, forcing a watery smile as you did so as you grabbed her hand with both of yours. Because smiles are for others!

 

"Kisses have power, right Mama? I love you the most so be okay! Be okay!"

 

Smile, Mama!

 

"...no..."

 

You look up when Mama squeezes your hand and Mama is looking at you where you feel like your heart will shatter and tears momentarily pausing on your eyes.

 

"You...have...a lot to d..o, m...y star," Mama rasps, forcing herself to speak when she should be resting. She needs to stop talking! "You will lo...ve others...and others will love y-you...you won't be alone...ever again. Just...Just w-wait. Be patient...it'll be...w-wor...th it. Just...wait. The morni...ng sun...will rise...again..."

 

Bink's Sake again...our favorite part.

 

But...you don't understand...

 

"B-but...eh?"

 

You noticed Mama's hands slacking and barely heard whispered words that slipped through Mama's lips more like a breeze than a true sentence.

 

"Ai shiteru."

 

You blink, eyes wide and mouth dropped before stilling when Mama didn't move again.

 

"Mama? Can you feel this?" You kiss Mama on her temple to her cheek to her chin. "Mama? Hey, wake up! Mama! Look at my kisses!"

 

You kiss her to the nose, to the eyebrow to under the eyes where you tasted salt to the sweaty forehead. If you focus, you can still smell vanilla mixed with the salt.

 

"I don't think it's annoying, look—it's not ew at all! They have power right? Right...?! Look!" You kiss Mama's ear, her hair, her jaw. But there was nothing. "Mama...kisses have power don't they?! Ah! The spot! You'll wake up than!" You grin, the pull feeling forced on your wet cheeks but you did it and pecked Mama's lips and than pulled back to see the reaction.

 

Nothing.

 

"Mama?"

 

A peck, stronger this time.

 

"Mama?!"

 

Another peck, your lips feeling weird because it started feeling cold.

 

Your breath was stuttering and your chest was heaving, but you have to try.

 

I can fight everything! I can do it all!

 

I'm here.

 

"Wake up! Mama! I LOVE YOU, MAMA! THIS IS SUPPOSED TO SHOW IT THE STRONGEST! WAKE UP!"

 

You can't go.

 

You shook her shoulders, desperate and biting your lips to stop from making a sob yet one always seemed to escape. You pecked the edge of her lips as you shook, tears falling on Mama's face as well as snot no matter how much you sniffled. Trying your best to not mess up Mama's face, so she won't wake up feeling bad.

 

You pushed your fingers to the edge of her lips, pulling them up so she can smile like what she would do to you when you didn't.

 

This will work. Smiles are supposed to stay. Smiles are for others, so smile please Mama!

 

Mama didn't move. She didn't call you her star no matter how you shook her.

 

And you were alone.

 

The Demon of Loguetown.

 

Lyrics echoed in your mind, as you stared stupefied down at Mama who's not moving and getting cold.

 

DON to icchou utao, unaba no uta ( Let's all sing it with a Don! A song of the waves)

 

Douse dare demo itsuka wa hone yo (Doesn't matter who you are, Someday you'll just be bones)

 

Hatenashi, atenashi, waraibanashi    (Never-Ending, Ever-wandering, Our funny Traveling tale!)

 

Something broke and you cried out, voice breaking.

 

"MAMAAAAAAAA!!!!"

 

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Okubyoukaze Ni Fukakerya Saigo(If you lose your nerve, this may be your last breath.)

 

Asu No Asahi Ga Hai No Hashi(But if you hold on, the morning sun will rise!)

 

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Raoul came hours later, wondering what happened.

 

Only for the door to be half open, him knocking with no answer. And a call of you and Mama. Nothing.

 

He steps in, and for the first time enters the house as well as see how you were living the past few months.

 

His gaze roved, looking tight as he took in the house in disarray. Old food gathering flies on the counters, sewing needles scattered along with half made clothes, with many colored threads tangled every which way and empty bobbins.

 

This is worse than I thought. Raoul turns his eyes away, looking past the dishes and being careful of his steps as he roved his eyes over to the back of the house. They must be in there.

 

He walks, and opens the door, his eyes widening in shock as he paled.

 

"(Y/N)...?"

 

You were atop your mother, who looks stiff and plenty pale and getting a smell, cuddling against her neck and shoulder. You looked over with the call of your name.

 

Raoul stilled.

 

Your eyes looked dead.

 

You turned back and nuzzled against your mother.

 

What happened?

 

Raoul wondered as he tried to get you off, but you gave some struggle, saying you don't wish to be alone. You'll fight everyone! You only turned into putty when all that energy left you, him holding onto your hand tight as he yelled that your mother was gone. You stepped out the room as Raoul looked at your mother, palming his face, shoulders tense and shaking as he wondered what to do.

 

How long were you there? With your mother's body? Trying to give warmth where there wasn't any to be received?

 

You didn't want to leave as he dug a hole behind your cottage, overlooking the sea and how the sky meets it.

 

"She shouldn't be alone," you said hoarsely, with a sniff and to the ground where he couldn't spot your expression.

 

Raoul let you, and let you help too since you were adamant about it. That you could do it all. Just like Mama.

 

He didn't say anything.

 

What's there to say when a child has to bury a parent?

 

And they buried your mother, a wooden cross over the mound.

 

You could only stare down at it.

 

Raoul didn't know what to say. How could things have gotten this bad? Did the townspeople get to your mother too somehow?

 

How could this happen?

 

Raoul isn't a man of words, but he does actions. He puts a hand on your tiny shoulder, you tensing before you relaxes as you continued to stare down at your mother's grave. He spotted your tights fists.

 

"I'll have to," you whisper to yourself, Raoul having to strain his ears to hear as he turned his heavy gaze towards you. "I...I have to do my dream. I'll fight. And protect. Like...like a marine. I-I'll d-do it..."

 

Raoul's throat tightens when you gaze up at him, tears going down your face as you forced a smile.

 

"Mama...she'll see me...right?"

 

Raoul swallows. He kneels and brings you to him, your tiny hands fisting in his shirt as Raoul stares ahead.

 

"Yeah," he says, a little lost, a little broken at the sight. He clears his throat and pulls away to make eye contact with you. He plants a smirk onto his face. "Just be the loud little shit you always are."

 

You stare at him, before a true albeit small smile twitches on your lips.

 

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The sea mourns.

 

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You do as you've always done.

 

You fight. You train.

 

Raoul suggests making your punches harder by doing it against the tree. (His eyes hold doubt. Does he doubt what you could do?)

 

Raoul gives you kebabs still. But only at the bar. Raoul can't do much outside that, when you come into Loguetown.

 

You still practice dodging his shot glasses after some time has passed.

 

You try to fish. You do your best. You prefer your hands over the rod.

 

You don't know how to properly prepare a fish. You know you don't eat the head because Mama always cut it off when she cooked(used to cook).

 

You burn your hands or the fish. Sometimes you choke and spit out the scales.

 

You don't ask Raoul. You can do stuff as easy as this!

 

You're going to be the strongest girl in the marines!

 

Everything else is easy. You're going to be best—are the best!

 

You can do it all!

 

You sleep in your old room again(you don't walk into Mama's), not caring about the Beli you have in it.

 

(When does the sea end?)

 

You don't care about anything anyone says(you care a lot. They're calling you a kin killer. Raoul states with jaw tight that they're stupid so they are!) You fight the kids when you want to(sometimes you don't, you only see Mama's sad face and you just want to take the hits) and you even fight adults too.

 

Because the strongest doesn't let anyone talk shit!

 

(Did I do this?)

 

You ignore their threats of the marines, of truly doing it now. That you've gone too far. They've let you do too much and now look what you've done—

 

(Am I going to be arrested just for being born?)

 

You ignore it all. You rage and fight and spit, clothes a mess and ready to show everyone who you are. Who you're going to be.

 

You'll tell everyone!

 

Everyone!

 

(I'm alone.)

 

You'll have the coolest moves, you already have some, and everyone will shut their traps!

 

You'll be the best!

 

(I'm the best!)

 

No one will care about what your parents will be if you're the best! The strongest girl in the marines.

 

You'll show them!

 

You can do it!

 

You don't care what they say!

 

(I just want someone to believe.)

 

You don't need friends!

 

(I want one.)

 

You don't!

 

(Will the sun really come back?)

 

You don't at all!

 

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Please.

 

I just don't want to be alone.

 

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Fate, shifts.

 

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Then one day after months have passed and you're six, after being beat once more and training—you meet a boy.

 

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The peace when one stares at the moon in silence.

 

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You have adventures and meet others.

 

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Then an Old Man with harsh words and fists yet with kind eyes comes.

 

The Hero.

 

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Belief. Trust.

 

Safe.

 

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Then, while everyone was scattered and pushing with the Pirate King's execution, you met the one who'll guide you and never leave at the front of your house.

 

A towering buster sword, dark as night. Yet if you squint and moved your eyes, had the sheen of silver.

 

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When you finally managed to lift it, tiny arms straining, teeth gritting, breath heaving and veins popping, you heard a whisper.

 

You felt pride not your own tickle you.

 

Kuroi ten'nosabaki, it said but you felt it more than heard it. Worthy. Swing and I shall follow your judgement.

 

You grinned, wide and sharp.

 

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Do you see me, Mama?

 

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At eight, you leave Loguetown on a naval ship and don't look back as the sea breeze played with your hair, buster sword that was more a hunk of metal than a sword dwarfing your back.

 

To Marineford.

 

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Do you see me?

 

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Loguetown Present Time—Gold Roger Bar

 

The silence between the two of you was long, never ending. Too lost in thoughts of the past. Only two people know what you went through with your mother. Raoul being one. And Garp being the other. You didn't want Smoker to know. Besides that your mother got sick and died. Which was the truth.

 

She got sick. And then she died.

 

What happened in between is best left alone.

 

You kept your quiet gaze in the indentation you made long ago, exuberant and loud and blunt with your need of kebabs. Driving Raoul crazy and your words of promise where you wouldn't arrest him.

 

A flicker of a smile appeared on your lips, a (skin tone) finger rubbing upon the indent.

 

"Say," you flick your eyes up towards Raoul, his eyes on you behind small sunglasses. It's insane how it somehow fits him now, he's gotten so small. "...what happened?"

 

You stare at him for a beat and look away, adjusting in your seat as you tapped the table idly, leaning your head against a hand to your left scarred cheek.

 

Did I change that much? You wonder, frowning to yourself behind your cap. What does he see when he meets my eyes? But...it's been sixteen years...surely I had to change...?

 

You push your thoughts away, instead looking over at him. Because Raoul deserves to meet your eyes. You shouldn't hide from him. He helped you too much back then.

 

You put a foot against the counter, your bar stool leaning back with the action as you put an arm over your knee.

 

"I just found something better," you say, lips curving and energy rising with each next word. "I'll be the strongest woman in the world! I'll beat Big Mom's fatass until her fat folds into herself and she's nothing more than a pink blob. And I'll fight anyone who gets in my way!"

 

Raoul studies you, memory flickering as you meet his gaze, eyes glinting not only in determination but hidden meaning.

 

"I'll have to," you whisper to yourself, Raoul having to strain his ears to hear as he turned his heavy gaze towards you. "I...I have to do my dream. I'll fight. And protect."

 

You found something better indeed, Raoul thinks, elderly lips lifting into an amused smirk. You can do both freely now.

 

Your lips grew into a grin at his smirk, before it softened and you reached a hand out to lay a hand over his. Raoul's eyes flicked towards yours in confusion.

 

"Thank you, Raoul. For...everything you did back than."

 

If anyone saw Raoul's eyes water, and tears fall for such simple words, he'll deny it till his death damn it!

 

"I...I didn't do much. I couldn't be...what you wanted me to be..."

 

Your eyes were half lidded, smile waning yet still there as you squeezed a hand.

 

"I know. But...someone else did." You admit, the words falling out on their own, before taking your hand back. Sitting correctly on the stool and stepping away, back turned towards Raoul as he fixed himself by rubbing his face. "I better go. I have a lot to do."

 

Raoul's eyes darted up, pausing from using his purple beanie. He can sense a great adventure in the air. Like...

 

"You—you little shit! You better run!!" He threw shot glasses at you, you catching each one as you walked away and setting it on the table, still with your back turned. "I didn't miss you or your shitty pouts! Or wondered if you were alive! Go than! And run! And you better hope I don't catch you! I better see your bounty too, got it?!"

 

What a weirdo, you think fondly as you finally step out the bar, arms stretching with head slightly turned back at the Gold Roger sign. Just say don't get caught by the marines instead of all that. Say what you mean.

 

Good thing you aren't like that.

 

(You are obtuse to your own self, the narrator complains. And impressionable.)

 

But before you go...

 

You walk through the alleys, cloak hood back up as you walked. Walked through the woods on the outskirts of Loguetown, pausing or stopping at times when you recognize a beat up tree or fallen trees, a large skull once belonging to a giant grizzly bear being ate up by grass and foliage, a small grave belonging to the once loyal dog—Rocky, and even one stray bat with nails.

 

You move forward and stop when you finally make it. Your once cottage and home has definitely seen better days. Although to be fair, you barely recall when it was at its prime. It was so long ago...

 

The wood of the door had cracks and holes, either from termites or age you cannot recall. The flowers king gone, replaced by grass that seems to take over the house and cover it. As if to hide it from existence.

 

You step through, floor boards immediately creaking and you cringe at how can see parts of the foundation of the house with the amount of holes everywhere.

 

Your eyes rove, taking in the dirty couch where you used to sleep and before that, where you and Mama would play tickle monster. You running and laughing as Mama giggled and ran after you. You always landing on the couch even though you knew she would tickle you till tears went down your face.

 

You flick your eyes to the back of the house, where the two rooms were.

 

Kuroi ten'nosabaki metal was cool against your back, a comfort. Karasu on your hip, undaunted.

 

You sigh and take a breath, squaring your shoulders and moving.

 

I can do this. They're just rooms now.

 

You go into your old room first, coughing as you opened the door and dust came up. Your eyes watering before clearing as you spotted that there was still somehow a few beli's around. You only used what you needed, and it was barely anything. You stuck with what you had and got. And Old Man Garp helped you out anyways.

 

People must've broken in once and took a few.

 

Your eyes moved downward to some beli coins, eyes unreadable. Your attention being stolen away from your dusty smelly bed, your nose being suffocated from the smell of humidity and dust and staleness in the air.

 

You turned away, closing the door, hand holding the knob. You stood there, a moment. Another. You let go and moved to the next one.

 

I will stick with what I get on my own.

 

You were more hesitant with this door,  hand hovering over the knob. Rusted and dirty as it was, you can see the reflection of your form on it, along with the hand that does not wish to touch it.

 

It's just a room.

 

You took a harsh breath, and opened it, walking in without thinking to just get it over with. You stilled.

 

Eyes going towards the bed(she died there) and...it was just like your room. You sniffed, only to be met with the same air.

 

There's no vanilla anymore. You note.

 

You don't why you thought there would be. It's been years. Of course you wouldn't smell it. Smell her.

 

And yet...

 

"We're a proud country, and so we now must celebrate it! We dance around the fire and have our drums while we throw our spices into the fire. It's so our ancestors can smell it too, when the smoke crackles and the fire collects and goes up to the sky..." Mayor smiled, eyes proud and distant and crinkling around the edges. It made him look younger, you think. "They can still feel like they're home. They just have to smell it."

 

Why you were pulled here in the first place.

 

It's been so long since you felt home.

 

"That's not the only thing that makes a home, my starling."

 

Your brows pinched in further at Mama's knowing, soft tone.

 

"I don't get it."

 

"Ano, well!" Mama put a finger to her lips, looking up in thought before turning her gaze back to you, moving her finger to point up above. "What we have is a place to live yes—a house. A roof. A door. Windows and walls. But that doesn't make a home." Mama motioned between you two. "It's us."

 

But it's gone now, you observe, a bitter look on your face as you looked around. She's gone. There is no home.

 

"You...have...a lot to d..o, m...y star," Mama rasps, forcing herself to speak. "You will lo...ve others...and others will love y-you...you won't be alone...ever again. Just...Just w-wait. Be patient...it'll be...w-wor...th it. Just...wait. The morni...ng sun...will rise...again..."

 

You stumble back, knocking against a dresser as you put a hand to your head in pain.

 

Why are you remembering this?!

 

Why?

 

"Tell me, how do you feel with just you and me? When we fish? When we cook? When we sleep and cuddle? How do you feel?"

 

Your pained expression stilled, eyes staring down through your fingers.

 

You think of all the people you've met so far. Everything you've gone through with them. Every single one. Of yells and chases and hits to the head, of playful arguments with "Idiot!", of naps in odd places, of learning weird words, of stealing rice crackers on a ship with another, of the most recent singing of Bink's Sake, cups clinking and laughing and a smile like the sun on you.

 

Even...

 

You thought of campfires. The peace in between missions. With everyone.

 

You shut that part away, shaking your head at that.

 

That last part can't be right.

 

But... you let go of your hold on your head, staring at your palm. ...people make home's...that's what you were saying. Right, Mama?

 

A bitter and tight feeling rose on your chest at that. Already messed up.

 

But maybe... you clench the hand in front of you, tight as your eyes turn steely. I can keep finding one. I just have to wait...I think I can do that.

 

You turn away from the room, and leave outside the house to go to the back. You touch the cross upon the mound, noting that fresh flowers were there upon it. Must be from Raoul.

 

I'll do it. Do you see me? I can do it.

 

You stay there for a few more moments before you go and go back on your boat.

 

But not before passing a building and seeing a wanted poster there.

 

You grab it, pocketing it and only take it once more when you're far from the shores of Loguetown. You grin, and laugh.

 

"They used my marine license picture?!"

 

You snorted, laughing as you held your first Wanted Poster, moving with the sea breeze and having the price of 195,000, 000 Beli on your head. You had your marine uniform on, grinning sharp in the camera but looking a tad irate due to how Garp forced you to take it again since the other one you didn't know yet how to smile for pictures.

 

At least one part of it is still right.

 

You touch your MARINE cap, smiling before turning back.

 

"Now to find Shanks!" You say loudly.

 

"...wherever he is." You add, not so loudly and head bowing depressingly.

 

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Do you see me, Mama?

 

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On the Wanted Poster, it read:

 

"WANTED

 

DEAD OR ALIVE

 

Ex-Marine Silver Blood (Y/N)!

 

195,000, 000 Beli"

 

And under it, in small captions for the crimes:

 

"Traitor to the World Government and Marine Forces."

 

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Unbeknownst to you, you missed another reunion back in Loguetown.

 

"Fuckin' shit heads," a sharp voice complained, picking their nose and flicking and soon using their pinky to dig into their ear nonchalantly. A newly golden hoop swinging as they walked, other hand holding a bouquet of flowers. Only to stop once he spots an old cottage opened. "Ah, shit! Fuck, dabe! They better haven't...!" They rush to the grave overseeing the horizon only to let out a sigh. "Guess it's whatever, dabe. Shouldn't even be doing this for that worthless bitch each time I come back in this shithole away from my gang. She's lucky no one knows about this or I won't be the true Demon of Loguetown, dabe!"

 

Perhaps best you didn't meet.

 

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Karé Island—Near Rebuilding Huts and Houses

 

"...you came here," Zuko said slowly, tone practically flat as dark ruby bore into deep sapphire. "Because of a water spout separated you from your ship. And you managed to live and land on the outskirts of our island, where the current is harsh and unforgiving. The reason being..."

 

The man in front of him, whose clothes have finally dried but his tie is hanging around his neck than tied around his white pin striped button shirt with the sleeves rolled up, paused his eating of the curry. Swallowing and placing it down between them on the table within Zuko's home. His family has left him to talk with this stranger. Although he didn't feel any bad intentions.

 

His ancestors have some opinions, however.

 

"Oi, Oi, Oi!" Raiona called within his mind, Zuko keeping his face blank but he wanted to glare at his louder ancestor. "He has some residual energy of someone we just met!"

 

"Rai is right," Kokiri added, pleasantly surprised and thankfully always the calmer of the two yet still had that hint of authority behind each word. "The young woman's spiritual energy is on him. Although it's only a hint. Practically undetectable."

 

"If you didn't have us that is," Raiona smugly added.

 

Zuko tuned them out, wishing to hear the man himself called Jet.

 

"I have a debt that has to be repaid. She's an odd one but," Jet shrugged, as if saying what could be done about it with a smile to go along with it. Zuko's eyes honed in when Jet reaches into pants, taking out a wanted poster and noting it was of you. Although you were younger and in professional marine uniform with no scar, Zuko won't ever forget your face. "I'm on the lookout for her. Turns out she's a pirate and a turncoat but...the papers aren't saying everything. She helped me and my town when she didn't have to." His eyes seemed to stare past him, lost in memory or thought before steady blue settles onto his. "Everyone deserves to have someone at their back. She needs people to help her out."

 

"You seem determined about this," Zuko noted, ignoring his own feelings and thoughts of what's occurring here. Pausing and analyzing the ravenette before him, blue eyes not faltering even with meeting Zuko's own cool red ones.

 

"Nothing is holding you here, tama." Zuko's brows rose a tad, red eyes whipping towards his father who kept moving right along with a relaxed gait. Mokoko being distracted by stray grasshoppers and catching them with her tongue, making chirps as she did so. "We're alright. You and (Y/N) made sure of that, with the help of our ancestors as well. We need someone out there—to show the world what we are worth. What it means to be from Karé."

 

"Your excuse," Raiona laughs.

 

"Destiny," Kokiri believes.

 

Jet's eyes softened for a moment, making Zuko's brows slightly arch at the look as the man before him seemed lost in thought.

 

"Why wouldn't I be? She's crazy!" He laughs, hand ruffling his cropped black hair before dropping. "But...she was there and stopped everything when no one else did. I heard from others while I was here that she had a hand in helping you guys too. She's...the only one I'll accept as my Captain...!"

 

Jet finalized, blue eyes glinting in a way similar to the harsh tide around the island.

 

Zuko thought of your own actions here, how similar. How you saved. Even if you were a new criminal, you wished to help.

 

You even opened his own eyes. The key to finally accepting help from his ancestors. That he didn't need to rely on only himself and his own hands. Not if he still has the power to reach one out and ask for help.

 

"What? You called too, didn't ya?" Zuko's eyes rounded, his jaw loosening and you let out a chuckle. As if amused by him, a personal joke he could not understand. "I help those who want it. Who ask. Can't do everything myself, can I? You gotta help yourself too by reaching out ya know!" You nodded back towards Azu and Aiko as well as Mayor. And Zuko automatically followed your gaze as you went on, your shoulders back and spine straight. "Go help your family. I'll handle everything else. This...is the exact kind of fight I need!"

 

Something settled within Zuko, his shoulders relaxing as if something released.

 

He knows what to do.

 

However, Zuko glanced back up at Jet, who's blue eyes were sparkling when he proclaimed you as his captain. He could practically see a dog tail behind him even though the man's other features stayed collected, as if he was trying to hide it. You hold...odd company.

 

"...are you a fanboy?" Zuko asked, concerned and doubt within his expression. He doesn't want to be around odd people.

 

Jet blinked. Only to turn affronted, teeth snapping and head growing big as he yelled, the force of it making Zuko's dark red hair move back as his eyes narrowed.

 

"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?!" Jet jabbed his thumb to his chest, pointing the other to the two swords on his hip. "Listen here, village boy, I'm not scared to fight you! I might be rusty but don't think that'll stop me. I'll do what I must to repay (Y/N). And I'm not gonna let someone like you stop me."

 

"He has fire doesn't he?" Raiona commented with a smirk.

 

"Bullheaded if not careful," Kokiri observed, but holding amusement and sharing the same sentiment as his brother.

 

Zuko's lips quirked up despite the shouts, Jet biting it as he paused, black brows furrowing.

 

Determined.

 

Zuko understands.

 

He's the same in the end.

 

Zuko stood up from his chair, Jet only watching in confusion as the cherry head moved to grab and packed a bag. It was when Zuko was tightening his bandages, Jet has decided to ask.

 

"What are you doing?"

 

Zuko tightened the bandage on his forehead, red silky bangs framing it before he turned his dark scarlet eyes to meet his.

 

"Come. We must find a boat."

 

Jet's eyes widened before a smirk formed, standing up to meet the cook at the door only for it to fall when Zuko added something unhelpful over his shoulder.

 

"I don't like you."

 

Jet scowled.

 

"Are you supposed to say that when we're about to sail?!"

 

Jet didn't pay much mind to it, however. No matter how the red head may try to hide it, his lips were up as they went to try to find a boat sturdy and large enough to go past the tides and for the two of them.

 

Jet's mind surfaces once more to the memory when he asked you if he could join, your eyes seeming to freeze. Almost scared.

 

Scared that you wanted to say yes.

 

I'll show you, Captain. Jet promises. I promise you don't have to be alone.

 

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Notes:

**Kuroi ten'nosabaki🗡🎇 💀(Black Heaven's Judgement): your black sword with a sheen of silver. Buster sword that's carried on your back, six feet with just the metal alone, but the one foot long handle makes it an impressive seven foot long sword! Silver Blood adjusts it when necessary when she sits back on a couch for it to lay behind her. Standing, Silver Blood always keeps the Buster sword crooked on her back in order for to move properly, so she must always take into account of where her sword is when walking. But she's trained with it and been with it so long, it has become a part of her body so she always knows how to move her body with it.

 

What? Don't look at me like that.

 

Not my fault you guys never thought just what SB's mom got sick from.

 

But oh look, SB has Daddy Issues AND Mommy Issues! What a nice horrible mix. At least she can relate to a few of the men that way, right? Right? 💀

 

Okay but seriously, writing this made me cry. You guys have a better understanding about SB and how she came to be and why she is the way she is.

 

•She won't refuse affection. Ever. That's why the men can get away with it so much. Cause she can't risk it. She won't do what she did to her mother. She can't. She won't ever again. She receives the kisses or the sudden attacks and then she may retaliate. (I'm sure you guys can connect how this can be quite dangerous for her.)

 

••To go along with that, SB has put great importance to her first kiss. Because of how her mother put so much importance to it. SB wants to make sure it's right. Because kisses have power after all. Just like smiles do.

 

•The incident at the clothes store really messed SB up. She's fine with what she has, especially and specifically in clothing. She's satisfied with simplicity and barely anything because she believed that would be easier for her mother. It is still easier. She doesn't care much for a lot of money either, not impressed by it. Similar reasons to Sanji as to why.

 

••Along with that, SB doesn't like disappointing her mother. She didn't like her mother's look at the store nor does she like how her mother apologized to people who didn't deserve it. She didn't want to trouble her mother or make her do that stuff again, so SB is willing to take a few hits. It has helped her anyways to see how easy she can see through moves.

 

•••Adding to that^, SB is willing to take any hit if it protects others one way or another. Or even helps them. SB took hits so her mom won't look like that again, just as SB was willing to take hits from the islanders she was supposed to kill. SB sees someone hitting/hurting her or sacrificing herself = helping. Shanks recognized this part of SB immediately and that's why he was worried she was doing something similar again when he read that SB was taken into Impel Down.

 

•SB has always been around men who are rough around the edges or rather don't say what they mean. Or their actions are different from their words. Raoul and Smoker as examples. Garp is more blunt but still has a unique way showing affection so it didn't help. SB can excuse a lot due to that. And she may think some people are like her mother, only hurt and not themselves and just need some help.

 

There's other things revealed here, but I'll let you guys figure it out. I'm not gonna explain EVERYTHING. That takes the fun out of it.

 

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VOTES~

 

Main Pairings

Shanks: 191

Mihawk: 173

Crocodile:70

Doflamingo: 68

Smoker: 82

Lucci: 66

 

Side Pairings

Kaku: 17

Paulie: 8

Buggy: 14

 

 

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Chapter 124: The Possibility of Something

Summary:

You’re lost.

A chance for a new beginning.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Background Music

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The sound of a newspaper page turning.

"Ex-Marine Silver Blood (Y/N) Leaves Marine Forces in Disarray!"

Another turn of the page, accompanied with sounds of waves hitting the boat. A seagull cawing overhead, enjoying the clear blue sky.

"Grand Line Being Turned Upside Down in Manhunt for the Dangerous Traitor!"

Page turn.

"Ex-Marine Silver Blood Holds Confidential Information and Must Be Found Immediately Lest Innocents Will Suffer!"

Turn.

"Confusion Abound As No Trace of Pirate Offspring Traitor Being Found After Being Spotted in Grand Line Island Famous For It's Towering and Thick Palm Trees—Gaising."

You let out a puff of air out your mouth.

"They're really hammering in the traitor part," you sigh, throwing the newspaper behind you as you laid on the floor of your boat. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised. I am one..." You sighed again before focusing your gaze onto the sky above. Eyes lazily following some stray clouds. The sun making your swords leaning on the mast glint.

It seems they are mostly pushing that you are a risk due to the information you hold from being a Cipher Pol agent. The newspaper didn't speak of it so that means the World Government doesn't want anybody to know. And since you weren't even from Guanhao like the other agents in the first place and were the first being an outsider, it would look bad. You don't recall when you first accepted into being an agent any news outlets speaking of it, so perhaps even then the World Government kept tight wraps on it. So no one in the marines outwardly spoke of it either.

The only conclusion you have is that they are pushing you are a simple ex-marine that happens to be a pirate kid and that "knows" dangerous information.

Well. Perhaps not simple. They are calling you a "dangerous traitor".

Honestly, you can't tell if they genuinely think you'll spill some information or they just want to make sure others capture you. If it's the former, they're stupid. If it's the latter, you can understand.

Still, your distant (e/c) eyes turn towards a seagull circling overhead, frowning in thought. This isn't the best for me. I'm lucky they have no idea I'm in the East Blue. It also helps in general little to no Vice Admirals patrol in this sea.

Your brows furrowed deeply.

You need to get stronger.

You really need a teacher.

You're hoping that perhaps Shanks can show you a few things or maybe someone else in the crew like Building Snake. Even though he uses two sword style and their swords are vastly different...

"GAH! It doesn't even matter if I can't find him...!" You complain, stomping and hitting the floor below out of frustration.

It's been two weeks of nothing. No sign of Shanks each island you stop at to get some supplies or to just check.

Your injuries from Karé have been completely healed by now. You're not even wearing a bandage anymore on your left cheek either. Scar still looking fresh but healed from the corner of your left eye to a little below the left corner of your lips. Jagged and the skin darker in some places but you don't care frankly about how it looks.

It's supposed to be a promise.

You touched the scar half heartedly in thought, fingers grazing. You shook yourself, cursing under your breath and hand lifting from your cheek.

You have other stuff to think about than focusing on how you left or how the others are.

Like Shanks for example.

Yup! Focusing on that!

It wasn't like you weren't giving your all either. When you weren't stopping islands for trade with the spices from Karé or getting supplies, you would keep doing your training regime in or off your boat. Whether it was going through your sword katas or going through Rokushiki techniques, including Seimei Kikan. You're hoping to achieve something with that technique that Kumadori showed you all those years ago when you were first accepted into the group.

At the sense of nostalgia, you released a large huff out your nose.

Not focusing! You complained, brows deep. Focus!

Due to how busy you've been keeping yourself, you've been able to knock out at the end of the day easily. You haven't had a nightmare in...since Shanks saved you.

You haven't determined if it's from pushing your body to the point of exhaustion or it's because you're finally free to do what you want.

Either way, you hope it remains.

As hours passed however, and you looking at useless maps splayed across all over the floor of the boat, you've determined that perhaps you should stop by at an island you spotted with your spyglass. You saw other islands around it clustered together so you believe they're the Organ Islands. So no marine base.

Still, you donned the cloak you got from Loguetown and put the hood on. The length of the hood completely covering the top half of your face. You put your swords on your back and hip respectively and docked at a beach of the island. After checking it over and determining it won't go anywhere, you decided to have a walk around this calming and lush island. It's dark and the inner part of the island is most likely closed. Not even the moon is out to light the way. You were just walking aimlessly.

Besides, you stopped more to think than for supplies.

A lot has happened. Your combat boots stepped silently along the grass, a skill second nature to you now. You hardly recall your old self moving how you wanted, uncaring of noise and sound, of how loud you were. Well, I don't have to care anymore either. I don't have to hold my tongue ever again. Still. You walked and there was no sound.

You don't know why you're focusing on this. You just have to focus on Shanks. You don't want to think too much about anything. Because if you think then...then...

"...hah..." your lips lift pensively. "I'm...a little lost, aren't I...?"

From killing a whole island to not. To be saved and treated with kindness from a pirate—a pirate that is a Yonko candidate due to his recent actions. To becoming self aware you'll do what you must. To having a new opportunity laid in front of you. To finally being back in Marine HQ for the first time in years and spotting Kuzan-San. To feeling like yourself again and not worrying about keeping your mouth shut or orders. To hearing Smoker's voice...to saying an impromptu goodbye and then to punching that purple snot's jaw out to a vow on your skin. Meeting others, an old woman who's suffered with a granddaughter and a rabbit but willing to help. Of an island suffering from marines and you wondering once more about the person you are and who you want to be. To having your first taste of one's power once under a Yonko and how weak you still are.

To your mom. To Raoul.

To wondering how many people exactly feel like home or felt like it and how much you've messed up.

Despite everything...you don't feel like yourself yet. You're trying. But you feel like you're missing the mark. You wonder once more, just how much you've changed. What did Raoul see when he looked at you? What did he find?

What would Smoker see? You wonder about his reaction of reading that first newspaper. Did he feel at least a little thankful you gave him a heads up? What would Old Man Garp?

You bit your inner cheek, keeping your head down, eyes shadowed completely.

A muffled sniffle made your ears perk and head shoot up.

Where did that come from?

You strained your ears, your eyes doing the best they could despite the all encompassing darkness as you squinted. Your hand lifting the hood up so you can actually try to look around and not be blocked by cloth.

A mournful cry entangled with a sob was heard to your left within the woods.

You carefully followed the sound until you spotted a clearing, what looked like a boy sitting on the edge of a cliff. Trying and trying to no avail to stop his tears and snot and sobs. You remained hidden behind a tree, wondering what's best to do.

You can't exactly leave. He's by a cliff. Where's his parents?

You pressed your lips together only for your brows to furrow as the boy released another cry, this time calling his mother.

That's it. I'll just help him find his mom and I'll head on out.

You stepped from behind the tree, having a hand up in a wave and purposefully making sound.

"Hey—"

"GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The boy practically jumped out of his skin, standing up and holding...something in his hands. You can't quite see. The hood is in your face and it's so dark!

Whatever it is, it can't be dangerous.

"I-It's a gh-ghost! De-Death! S-stay away! I—I know pirates! The-They're coming!"

What you didn't take into account, is that you are wearing a dark hood and cloak completely covering your face, having your huge sword behind you and it's night time. Within the woods. And walked up behind an already crying frightened boy.

I'm really not good with crying kids, you sweatdropped.

You splayed your hands out in front of you, trying to appear defenseless.

"Hey, relax. I'm not any of that. I just wanted to—"

"You're lying!" The kid interrupted, voice in a squeak and sounding he's about to cry again yet his words held force. "Y-You...you t-took my mom away fr-from m-m-me!"

Your eyes widened behind your hood, mouth loosening. The kid went on.

"Y-y-you took her...! You...I...Dad was...was supposed t-to be h-here b-before th-that happened! Because he's...he's a brave warrior of the sea! He—he'll beat you up! J-just watch! He's coming and—and—he'll get you!"

You stood there, arms long gone down to your sides, silent. You sat down on the grass, crossing your legs to the boy's confusion.

"W-wha—Hey! D-didn't you h-hear me! I know pirates! They'll come! And—and they'll get you!"

You hummed distantly, eyes closed.

"I heard. I thought I was Death? Can pirates kill Death?"

The kid seemed to falter, stuttering and stammering on nothing before you heard a pulling sound with rubber and a snap. You twitched as a pebble met your hooded forehead, dropping to the grass.

"I-I gotchu! If—If I can d-do s-so-something as e-ea-easy as that, than my dad can do s-something worse!"

You remained silent for a few moments. You not seeming to take into account that this only rose the boy's fear higher and higher. You can practically hear his muscles twitching and his knees bumping together from how much he's shaking. Still. You stayed silent.

"What happened to your mom?"

The boy flinched from the sudden sound. It seems everything you do makes him age ten years. A small part of you finds it funny but you're too focused on your concern for him.

"W-Wha—?! W-Wh-why are y-you asking?! You took her!"

"I didn't. But what did?"

You heard a stomp against the ground.

"DON'T LIE!" He wailed so loudly, so brokenly, it made your heart pang out of empathy. When you stayed silent, you heard movement and it seems he went back to sitting down and overlooking the cliffs edge. "...she's gone. No matter what I did...I-I...I tried to te-tell her dad was coming. To make her stay...j-just a l-little while longer. It was working...! But then...then..." he sniffed, stopping and broke down crying again.

"Then it didn't." You say, steady.

"No," he answered, all warbled and between sniffs. "It...it didn't."

You hummed, tapping against your knee. Kuroi ten'nosabaki behind you with its large hunk of metal, gleaming almost mournfully. Karasu stayed silent.

"Sometimes, no matter what you do, nothing you say or do will work. Take it from me." You moved your gaze up, hood being pulled back slightly from the movement and you could actually see the dark sky above. "But...you can try to do what your loved one wished or loved. From before."

The boy, even now you can't see so you're just going to stay looking at the sky, turned his head slightly towards your direction.

"Loved?"

"Ah. To remember. Something that each time you'll do or say it, you can remember it was from them. For them. I...really like this one song personally."

Silence washed over them once more. A breeze passed by, moving your cloak and some wisps of hair in front of your face. Still, you kept your gaze up.

"I..." the boy's voice was so thin and quiet, you didn't realize he started speaking until he spoke a little louder. "She...s-she always liked stories. She...loved them. It made me...want to say some of my o-own...when s-she was...when she was—" His voice broke, him trying to take a steadying breath and failing. You let him take his time. "...I told her stories...some people in t-town thought t-they were just li-lies but...b-but...she was smiling when I did it. It was...t-the only t-ti-time she would."

"...Hmph," your lips lifted into a thin thing. "Then tell stories. And remember."

"I—I...y-yeah!" A strong sniffle to hide snot before he said more strongly. "Yes! W-wait, what are y-you doing?"

You now stood, fixing yourself by brushing off some nonexistent dust, eyes still shadowed from your hood.

"I'm going. I just stopped to check on you. I wasn't really doing much before either but...I don't know. Us meeting here..." You chuckle. "It's a little funny."

It's like fate.

"Anyways...see ya, kid." You turned towards back the woods before pausing. "Hey." The boy blinked wide eyes behind you. "...do you love your dad?"

"W-what?! W-why wouldn't I?! He's a brave warrior of the sea! I-I want to be like him someday! But w-why...are you asking?"

You shrugged noncommittally.

"No reason. Besides, I'm sure you can do it." You turned your head towards him over your shoulder, showcasing a grin so sharp it may as well have been a smirk. The boy thought he would faint and felt awe all at once at that. "You were able to handle Death after all."

"W-WHA—?!"

And you used Kamisori back to your boat, you couldn't help but snort at how high the boy's voice went.

Maybe it was a little mean, but maybe he can use this as one of his stories. And it'll give him some character. The kid needs some scary experience to help him out with his dream. And you don't mind helping out.

Or perhaps you just traumatized him.

You pause, hand on chin as you stood in the sand in front of your boat.

...

"Eh." You shrug, going into your boat and prepping to sail to whatever other island you'll see. Your buster sword holding a sweatdrop along with Karasu. "He'll be fine."

Besides, it was an interesting conversation. It was like looking in a mirror. Strange how similar the two of you sounded from what little you can get from that child. But hey...I think he helped me out find my answer.

You release your boat and get back into the sea, lowering your hood as your gaze went upwards.

I'll just keep going like this. And try to remember. Before when I felt like Death.

Too bad you never got the kid's name to tell him thanks. You didn't even get a good look at him.

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A boy with an olive green bandana and a long nose lied and lied and lied for years.

At first it was to remember, but than, a young beautiful girl also fell sick and started smiling for his lies. Just like his mother.

And it was like he didn't have to force himself anymore. It just came and he let it, and the girl would laugh and smile and giggle. It was everything.

Still, he wished everyone would at least believe he met the grim reaper. That was actually true!

Hopefully they stay away. Forever.

(And yet, he wanted to see them again. Because it sounded like they understood.)

Unbeknownst to you and the boy, you will meet again. Only in different circumstances and as different people than who they first met.

For such is Fate.

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Island Located in the Grand Line and Holding Marine Headquarters—Marineford: Four Weeks Since Silver Blood Defection

"Hey, hey! Has there been any updates yet?"

"About that traitor? No. The Fleet Admiral hasn't said anything more about it."

"I still can't believe this is happening..."

"Why? She's always been a pirate spawn. That was no secret. It's in the blood I tell you!"

"I don't know...so, did the news release just who's her parent?"

"No. That's not something we want to say yet. Publicly anyways. I heard the idiot bitch just said it all proudly right in the middle of a Shichibukai meeting!"

"What?! No!"

"Yes!" The marine exclaimed, offended. "I swear, if they just let me in on capturing her too I'll—"

"Be quiet!" A passerby soldier hissed. The other two shrinking back as the soldier leaned forward with narrowed eyes. "Do you want someone like Vice Admiral Garp or Vice Admiral Kuzan to hear you?"

One scoffed.

"What does it matter? They're clearly the minority. They should've known better than to get close to someone like that."

"You fool." The marine insulted quietly, grabbing the others collar as their eyes widened. "Keep quiet about such things. Garp the Hero has had a short fuse ever since the news has been released. He hears you say such things, you'll first be demolished into a coma and wake up with a demotion. If you're lucky."

"Th-Then?" The one being held up choked.

"It's best to just...just stay quiet isn't it?" The other, more meek and quiet, suggested. "He practically raised the girl. And the others too...I hear even Vice Admiral Borsalino had his moments with her."

"Tch," the marine that held the other dropped them down, frown heavy in their face although their hood hid the rest of his expression. The marine that was released landed with an "Oof!", eyes wide as he stared up at his superior, feeling heated pressure in the air. "They're all fools for being fooled. They should've expected it...they're all the same after all."

All pirates should be eliminated from this world.

"W-Wait," the marine on the floor, holding his neck stuttered. "So y-you agree with us? I thought you were making sure we kept quiet because you were on their side—"

The hooded marine turned his back towards the marines, face severe underneath the hood and cap that held the words "MARINE". "Leave to your duties. That's an order." Eyes flashed beneath the cap and hood as he turned his head over his shoulder. The two marines jumped with fear at the cold look. "And don't suggest a thing towards me or towards anyone again. Or else you'll have to worry about what I would do to you instead of Vice Admiral Garp."

The two scrambled up, hands in a salute although shaking. Practically yelling with their chests even though the hooded marine walked off ahead of them. The heat seeming to follow him.

"Y-Yes, Vice Admiral Sakazuki!"

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Nothing.

Absolutely positively mind boggling and mind numbingly nothing.

You want to tear your hair out and scream. You're sick of thinking and trying to ignore said thinking or memories but you feel like just charging into the Calm Belt again and just hope a Sea King throws you into the island Shanks is in.

You're going crazy.

Or maybe it's because you need fresh water and should probably stop.

But! It's definitely because of searching everywhere only to find nothing!

...perhaps fresh water is the best way to go.

Thankfully, you spotted an island already and are heading in that direction. The sun high and heat radiating down on you, only a few clouds up in the sky with a stray breeze flowing at times. As you prep your boat to dock, you go over the supplies you need in your head.

Water is needed. Some extra wood will help, you note, tightening your rope and stepping off the boat into land and aimlessly started walking in a direction. My boat has done alright so far but extra wood on hand can help. You went through the jungle, picking up some stray coconuts and placing it in your knapsack before moving on. Moving foliage as you went. Perhaps I can add some coconuts as well as an extra resource for food and water too...to...?

You blinked as you walked out into a clearing, meeting blinking eyes on barrels and rocks around the shore of the island.

You blinked twice.

Blinking eyes belonging to various family faces, some frozen from moving supplies onto the shore. A Jolly Roger with three scars across its left eye flying in the air.

Your jaw dropped to the floor, eyes bogging out your head as others did the same.

"Guys?!"

"(Y/N)?!"

"You're here!" You cheer, dropping your knapsack to get closer just as the others did the same, starting to crowd around you. "Do you know how long I've been scouring the East Blue?"

Monster the monkey moved from Bonk Punch's shoulders to jump onto you. You catching him with a laugh as he sat on your shoulders and started to groom you. He was careful with you before when you were still healing with them, but now he doesn't have a care in the world. You didn't mind it.

You were used to another animal doing the same—albiet with pecks.

"To be fair," Yasopp said with a grin, "you never told us exactly what you were going to do. Just wanted us to drop you off back with the marines like nothing happened. How were we supposed to know you were trying to find us after the stunt you did?"

Lucky Roo nodded, tearing off a piece of meat as he spoke between chews.

"You took all of us by surprise! A lot of people are after you now from what we've read."

You paused from petting Monster, a sheepish smile playing on your lips as you scratched the back of your head.

"Heh, trouble just seems to like me." The crew laughed, adding their own two cents in that they didn't expect this from you. But to be fair, they didn't know what you were planning. You glanced around, questioning. "Hey, where's Shanks? I don't see him anywhere."

The light jovial mood seemed to disappear as the crew member's turned somber. Others even looking hesitant to even answer you. Monster stopping from grooming you altogether and making a sad noise.

Your stomach dropped.

Benn, who was the only one who looked the same with his expression, cooly blew smoke from his cigarette.

"He's doing a checkup with Hongo on the ship. You'll see him soon."

Despite how relaxed Benn stated it, your worry didn't dissipate. It only made it grow.

"What happened?" You demanded, form tense as you stared up at Benn who had a hard to read expression. Your gaze travelled to the others who avoided your gaze or met your own with carefully blank looks. You tsked, gaze turning towards their docked ship and taking a step towards it. "I'm going to go see him so he can tell me himself—"

Limejuice, with his platinum blond hair hidden within his beanie, and Benn stepped up to block your way.

"That is a bad idea, (Y/N)." Benn advised, carefully looking at you.

"Just wait for the Captain to come out," Limejuice added, smile looking flaky.

You paused, staring up at Benn and your gaze moving from him towards the rest of the crew. Even Monster left to go back to Bink's shoulders, him still making sad sounds.

They're nervous, you realize, eyes widening and your teeth gritting. Shanks is vulnerable, he has to be. And here I come out all of a sudden with what the news is stating about me. I didn't tell anyone any details besides me telling Shanks that I'm going to leave the World Government. I could still be an enemy. They, you clench your fists on your sides before releasing them, your eyes shadowed behind your cap, don't trust me.

You can't blame them. No matter how friendly and kind they are now, they saw what you did.

You're alive due to Shanks. Shanks and his mercy.

No matter the hunting competitions with Yasopp. The races with the kids of the island and you with Monster and Bonk. You teasing Benn you know a better smoker. Howling Gab showing off his laser by tearing down trees for wood while you stared, awed. Hongo's concerned yells and shouts for you to take it easy. Building Snake showing off his tattoo and the reason he got it, orange shades glinting. Limejuice showing off his bad hair under his beanie, embarrassed yet very confident he'll have it under control once it gets longer.

"I...see..." you say, eyes still shadowed and jaw tight.

Benn rose a brow at your strained tone, before sighing internally.

She's completely reading our intentions wrong. Benn thought with a hand to the bridge of his nose. We must protect his pride as his crew.

"Why is everybody looking glum? We're supposed to have a party!"

Your head snaps up so quick you cracked it but you didn't care. Shanks walked down the makeshift plank between his ship and the shore, a black cloak covering his shoulders and an easy smile on his lips. Hongo following behind him, eyes tight and analyzing on his captain but you only stared at the red head as he came up to where everyone was.

"(Y/N)! I thought it was you!" Shanks stated, eyes gleaming bright like always. You stood rooted to the spot, your mind trying to make sense what you're seeing. Shanks rose an exaggerated brow at you. "What? Don't tell me you came all the way out here to not say hi?"

"Shanks..." you managed to finally say, although it sounded far to your own ears. "Your hat...where...and your sword is in the wrong side..."

Don't tell me...!

Shanks kept his easy smile, as if you didn't say anything. Only tilted his head, right arm moving from beneath his black cloak to lay on his hip. Your eyes zoned in on the movement, eyes narrowed at his left side. Analyzing.

"I just wanted to change some thing's up. Nothing wrong with a change, right?" At your doubtful expression and seeing how your eyes didn't stray from his left side, Shanks let out a small sigh from his nose. "Ma...you don't have to worry. I'm perfectly fine. I'm not crippled, (Y/N). I simply..." your eyes followed as his right arm strayed to his left shoulder, your ears perking at the quiet yet prideful undertone of his voice. It made your hair rise. "...bet on a boy of the next generation."

Before you could take in those words, your eyes widened as Shanks put a hand to his shoulder, only for his coat to move with it to be against his side. As if his left arm wasn't there...!

His arm is gone...! Your eyes trembled in pure shock, your mind trying to make sense of what you're seeing. What could've happened while you were away?! Shanks isn't someone weak. He wouldn't be considered a potential Yonko if he was. And his treasure...!

You recall a moment when you were still bedridden in the ship. Before you begged forgiveness from the islanders, one of the times you and Shanks spoke. Your eyes couldn't help but stray to the straw hat atop his head as he sat on the chair next to your bed. You have never seen him without it. Outside of when he laid it on your own head to help hide your tears and what you saw as comforting. Your own cap was on your side on the bed, there for you if needed.

"I can't help but notice you never take that off," You interrupt Shanks from his story of his younger years and how his first mate Benn was quite short-tempered at first. Shanks blinked at you from the interruption. You couldn't help but compare that to how Lucci would glower at you when you interrupted or how he would give a kick or chokehold and throw to others. The innocent curious blink making you get a funny feeling again. Your cheeks felt slightly heated in embarrassment but you moved to point at his straw hat. "What's the story there?"

"Oh. This?" Shanks easily smiled, taking off his hat and holding it in his hand. Eyes the color of autumn appearing distant in memory as he stared in nostalgia at the straw hat. "This has quite a story of it's own. Although," Shanks threw his hat slightly up, managing to catch it with his finger as the hat spun. You couldn't help but have your eyes sparkle and make a noise of awe as Shanks threw you a playful grin. "It's quite a long story. I don't know all of it myself but I do know this." He caught the hat within his hand, leaning forward on his knees as he stared at it, wistful. "The man who gave me this is the greatest man I've ever known. And I hope I can even be an inch like him. This hat...is really important to me. I've had it ever since I could remember. It's..." Shanks released a low knowing chuckle. "You could say it's a moving treasure of mine."

Your eyes widened. You glanced at your side to your cap, looking at in a new light.

That's like my hat too.

Shanks, catching where your gaze was, made a questioning hum.

"You haven't let that out your sight either. Although, you haven't put it on your head each time I've come."

You poked slightly at your MARINE cap, eyes and fingers tracing the rim and the words.

"I...I guess you can call it my own treasure." You smile lightly, the sight making Shanks blink and stare. "If a marine could have such a thing. I've also had this for quite a long time. As to why I'm not having it on besides the reason of me always laying down," your smile widened as Shanks chuckled before you sobered. "...there has been times where the hat...it becomes heavy. It's mostly when I act in a way that may have been...well, just not the right way. Right now, I'm trying to think what I'm going to do for the future. I'm...I'm a bit lost right now. I don't know how to explain it but...it's like..."

"Like you're not worthy of it." Your eyes darted to Shanks. His eyes held understanding as they met your own, lips an iota quirked. "I get it. It's like you're letting it down. Or maybe not it. The legacy behind it."

The legacy...you looked back down at your hat, the memory of when you first got it placed on your head, all rough with your hair deeply ruffled and yet...Yeah. You could say that.

How Shanks seemed to understand you made a question come up once more as you turned towards him, serious.

"If it's so precious to you than why did you..." You swallowed your apprehension of your words. Shanks just waiting patiently as he sat by your side, hat still in his hand. "Why did you put it on my head? When I was..." You stopped. You couldn't say the words.

Even now, you're in disbelief of this man before you.

"Maa, is it really so crazy?" Shanks asked easily. The casualness of his words making your eyes widen. "I saw what you needed. And letting you borrow my hat for awhile, it's no skin off my nose." He scratched his nose with a wink as of to highlight his point. He lowered it as he gave you a soft smile. "Sometimes, there's nothing to say."

He gave me his treasure...to comfort me...? The mere memory and realization of this made tears come to your eyes. Even I've never done that.

Shanks eyes widened comically, hands waving dramatically in front of him.

"H-Hey, hey! Now, now. It really was nothing!"

You couldn't help but laugh, a little broken yes but a laugh. You looked up as you rubbed a stray tear from the corner of your eye, smiling in a mix of exasperation and incredulity.

"Only you can say something like that was nothing." You point out. Shanks raising a brow at you in innocent confusion. The look made your heart warm at the sight. What a kind yet childish man. "I've never done such a thing. I guess you could call me selfish." You release a bitter chuckle as your head bowed. Shanks stare sobering as he gazed at you. "I don't let people touch it...and those I did..." You internally shook your head from the memory. No. Don't think about it. Only Smoker and Garp did. No one else. No one. "Well. It doesn't matter anymore. I guess you could say...I'm... I'm scared of those who do."

You felt the tightness in your throat release at the confession. When was the last time you threw your pride away? To confess something as vulnerable as that?

And yet, for some reason, you don't feel as if Shanks would judge you.

It was quiet for a moment. You carefully looked up through your eyelashes, only for them to widen.

Shanks, with his eyes the color of autumn and promising a new season, gazed at you with respect and understanding. Your heart fluttered at the soft look.

"I'm sure you have your reasons. You don't have to explain anything to me." His eyes closed as he put his treasure back on his head, before he opened them up again, half-lidded. "And who knows? Perhaps your feelings will change one day."

Perhaps you'll trust others one day with your treasure, he seemed to say.

He doesn't want to push you. He won't barrage you with questions. Even without the whole story, he seems to truthfully and wholeheartedly understand.

And you understand him too. Perhaps not fully yet, but both of you know of legacies and heaviness of the treasures they hold. The burdens yet treasured memories within such a simple things as an old cap and a weary straw hat. Others can have their gold and jewels. You two, you both carry something much more precious than mere money.

I want to know more about you, Shanks.

You didn't say that. You only gave an acquiescing nod and a careful smile.

"Perhaps it will." You say quietly, (e/c) eyes connecting with half-lidded fall. As the moment lengthened with none of you breaking eye contact, Shanks seemed to search your face as he rose a brow. Only to let out a smooth chuckle. Your brows furrowed at the sound, it tickled your ears. "Something wrong?"

"Hmm?" He observed your expression, seeing your sincerity. He couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head even as his cheeks slightly reddened due to your look. "Maa, it's nothing important. Just my imagination." Your brows only deepened further at that, your confusion evident. You were even frowning. How cute, Shanks thought to himself, endeared.

Huh, you thought tilting your head only to take note that Shanks eyes seemed to twinkle more along with his smile curving a bit at your action, his eyes look odd.

You let it go, instead focusing on his straw hat in his head once more. You wonder if he's like you in another way.

"So, you would protect that with your all than?"

Shanks grinned, tapping his hat and holding the brim of it.

"Maa, I'll fight wars to get this back. Wouldn't be much of a treasure if I don't at least do that, right?"

You nod, pleased.

"Right. I agree."

"I figure you would," Shanks winked.

Your cheeks heated at his playful look, for whatever reason. It was just a wink after all! That only made you more embarrassed as you turned your face away, hoping to play it off. You're just looking out the window. Nothing happened.

Shanks staring at the back of your head, hand to his cheek, intrigued and bemused as you kept your face firmly away from his.

Embarrassed by an innocent wink and not what happened just before? How cute indeed. His amused eyes fell back into understanding as he assessed you. You hold more emotions than you let on. I have a weakness for sad eyes but...you were never meant to have them, were you? Such is life. I wonder...if I'll see you open up even more.

Soon after, Shanks left with a soft and encouraging "You're doing good." Your eyes snapping to his form only to his back as he made his exit, that he should check on the others. The echo of his words bouncing around in your head, not just the encouragement, but of understanding. Of treasures and what to do for them.

That's why I can't...! You grit your teeth, jaw tight as your gaze never left the sight of Shanks absent left dominant arm. Not even taking heed of the dark intent flowing out of you, Shanks eyes calmly staring at your expression unbeknownst to you with a frown. The crew doing their own reactions from frowns to concerned to shock at the aura you're releasing. No. You only cared about who did this. Who defeated this man?! And how dare they, how dare they take his treasure...! I can't accept this! I must make this right! Your eyes darkened, glinting in determination of what you're willing to do. Karasu seeming to glint to match your ire. The darkness stirred within. I'll kill them—

"(Y/N)." You blink at the hand on your shoulder, firm yet not tight. You looked up to see Shanks, his brows slightly furrowed but holding a calm smile that could even make the darkest of storms still. "It's alright. Did you hear me? I chose this. It was for a boy of the next generation, Luffy. We've told you stories about him, remember?"

Your eyes shifted, recollection coming back.

"Luffy...? The boy who always pesters you to let you in the crew?" Shanks brows relaxed, as he nodded, yet his hand on your shoulder did not fall. You moved your own hand automatically atop his, doing your own confused squeeze as your mind tried to catch up to the words being said. "But...your hat...your treasure..."

Shanks calm smile twitched and it seemed more somber. Yet, you could see his eyes that flickered with pride. You didn't move your gaze from that.

"He's going to hold onto it for me. Until the time comes where he can be greater than I." Shanks chuckled, low and rumbling, excitement and yet you couldn't help but see that his gaze may be ahead but his mind was somewhere else. "It's truly a moving treasure."

Your brows furrowed in confusion.

He said that weirdly again. But...

Your stormed gaze calmed, along with the darkened intent that was flowing out of you subconsciously. The crew seeming to relax around you, but you paid no mind. Only stared up at your savior who's gaze met yours.

"So...you're okay?" You asked, squeezing his sun kissed hand that was still atop your shoulder as of to confirm. "And that boy...Luffy...he's okay too?"

Shanks gaze softened at you, squeezing your shoulder back as an answer itself. You relaxed before he opened his mouth.

"Yes."

You nodded, lips in a set line with only the ends slightly up.

"Good."

The both of you kept your gazes on each other before you took notice you were still holding onto his hand atop your shoulder. The tips of your ears felt hot before you released him and stepped back, your gaze fluttering away. Shanks raising a brow, eyes amused mixed with that softness but he released his hold on you as well. You turned your gaze back towards him, peering up at him curiously and pretending that nothing happened.

"That boy, Luffy. He must be greater than what any of you guys shared before."

That's the conclusion you came to. You still can't fathom someone holding onto your treasure for a short while, but for years? And a whole limb...well...you do have a protective streak. You don't know what you would do to stop from someone close to you dying. You already know what you would do if someone hurt another you cared for. Your mind going straight to killing out of vengeance. But a limb...? Than again, Luffy is a young boy. No child should die so early.

Your jaw ticked, eyes tightening as you thought of what you did in that mission. You shook the memories away.

Never again.

Shanks released a rambunctious laugh. The crew doing their own laughs and chuckles and reminiscing about this boy, Luffy.

"He's a handful," Shanks admits.

"And easily angered," Benn adds with amusement.

"Same age as my young boy Usopp," Yasopp intercedes with a fond grin, no doubt thinking of his family back in his island like he always seems to do. "But I imagine more fiery."

"Always pestering the captain with pulls and climbing atop his body like a monkey," Lucky stated in between laughs and making the others follow. "Stubborn. Maybe to others annoying."

"Tries to fight no matter how big or bad the other opponent is."  Hongo continued, half admiration half annoyance as he scoffed. "And tries to prove a point too by adding a scar I had to stitch up."

"Quite selfish!" Bonk Punch guffawed, Monster on his shoulder and making his own chittering noise to add on to it. "Won't take no as no. But also seems to know about how to be a man." Bonk glanced at Benn knowingly. Benn catching it and only doing a casual shrug as he inhaled his cigarette.

"Not afraid," Howling Gabb interjected, his sharp teeth out to be seen as he grinned: "Will go inside a rumored abandoned haunted shack if told to. Albeit with a promise of mouth watering grub afterwords."

"Has big dreams, bigger than his tiny little body can handle." Limejuice added wisely, but the platinum blond was also smiling like everyone else.

"Will not stop to achieve it. Won't stop. Because that stubbornness and childishness won't let him." Building Snake said, and the crew nodded. Adding a few "Hear, Hear!" or "You go that right!" here and there.

Shanks grinned widened, his smile turning into a close eyed one that always seems to make you squint from its brightness like the sun.

"And he'll become greater than our crew one day and become the King of the Pirates! Dahahahaha!"

Your eyes widened, more balls than eyes due to how popped out they were.

"Wha—?! Pirate King?!" Based on how they described him just now, you admit he kinda sounded like you when you were younger but—"Y-You really think so?"

Shanks calmed, autumn eyes twinkling.

"I know so. He just needs to step it up the next few years. The world by then should be ready for another shift."

He sounded confident you observed. He already looked proud and the boy didn't even truly do anything yet.

Huh...Luffy... You heard the crew giving yells and shouts of agreement as your eyes were shadowed beneath your cap. But not quite paying attention as Shanks called for a party, to get the barrels. Lost in thought at what the crew stated to you before when you were still healing with them, about the rambunctious boy named Luffy. And now with all that's happened since last time you saw Shanks. I...want to meet you even more now. I want to see for myself what kind of person you are, Luffy. Wait...

You blinked. Your thoughts seeming to repeat the name Luffy over and over again. Your mind seeming to make an audible click as Lucky's words about comparing Luffy to a monkey.

Monkey D....Luffy?!

"GARP'S GRANDSON?!" You shouted in shock, hands to cheeks.

Everyone's snapped towards your form, pausing from holding barrels.

Shanks blinked himself at you. His hand than moving to his chin.

"Ah. Yes. Goa Kingdom is under Garp's jurisdiction." Shanks rubbed the back of his head, laughing easily. "Dahahaha! Fortunately we planned accordingly if we suspected he was on his way and just left for supplies before coincidentally coming back when he would leave."

He knew?!

"But you—" you stopped, sputtering before releasing a snort in disbelief because there's no way. "Pfft! You knew Luffy was the Old Man's grandson?!" You felt pity for the boy. Garp is going to give him a lot of Fist of Love's if Luffy constantly spouted he'll become a pirate.

You put a hand to your own head as if to remember, lips an iota up.

How nostalgic.

Shanks spotted your smile, however small it was, and relaxed slightly. He's glad you're out of the rump you seem to keep falling into. But that Old Man comment, and your casual tone of saying it, confirmed what he suspected. All the rumors had truth in it after all.

Shanks shrugged at your question with his uninjured shoulder.

"Blood won't stop Luffy's dream. He's too stubborn and has a similar spirit as the sea itself with the need for freedom and adventures."

You thought of your own stubbornness to accept Cipher Pol's offer. Despite Garp's warnings, no matter how, you didn't listen yourself. Even if Garp constantly beat you with his Fists of Love, he would've let you crawl to Enies Lobby yourself. Never chained you or willing to. Because despite Garp's job, despite him being a marine and therefore seen as a rule follower, a law enforcer—your Old Man has a free, adventurous spirit himself.

"Where are we going?" You ask at nine years old. Kuroi ten'nosabaki dwarfing your small form, you having to completely angle it so it won't scrape on the ground. Your small marine clothes scuffed along with your skin due to the harsh training you had at Marineford from Garp and Bogard. But your cap still proudly on your head, albeit loosely because you still need to grow a bit. You having to hold it as a wave jostled their ship so it doesn't fly away as you and the Old Man stood by the bow of the ship. "I thought we had to wait for an assignment to go somewhere."

Garp scoffed, all crossed arms over his large chest as he glanced down at you.

"Who told you a stupid thing like that?" You shrugged, but stopped due to how your Buster sword scrapped the deck at the action. You threw Garp a sheepish look. Garp shaking his head and releasing a huff as he stared straight ahead at the open sea. The deep blue waters shimmering in the bright sunlight, with waves coming up to try to splash them but all they got were little drops. "I don't know why you're pretending you weren't itching to get out of there like I was, brat."

"Hey! I'm not pretending, stupid old man!" You were ready to fight, until your eyes widened at how easily Garp grabbed you by the back of your collar as if you were a pup and he the tired parent. He set you atop the railing of the ship, steadily holding onto you by the legs. You were about to ask him why he did this before you looked, your breath catching in your throat as you stared. "Wow."

At the railing, you felt like you were above the ocean when you stared down. And when you stared ahead, with the wind gusting at you and Garp moving your arms to be up at your sides, you felt like a bird flying.

You laughed, excited and fascinated at the waves and the wind. Garp joining in with that mighty guffaw of his. You not complaining, for once, at how loud that laugh of his is. His laugh only seeming to increase your joy and wonder, as you leaned forward, knowing the Old Man will keep you from falling with his grip on your legs and your sword won't cut him.

"Wahahahahaha! Amazing, right?! I don't know who told you that but know this. No one is going to control what I do, no matter what others say! And that goes for you too!"  You felt more than saw Garp's sharp grin, his head still above yours despite your added height from the railing. The wind no doubt playing against his black and grey locks upon his head. "As for where we're going...what's the fun in that?! We'll stop where we need to and go where we need to! The greatest..." Garp stopped, seeming to gather his thoughts or maybe he was being dramatic. Yet, unbeknownst to you, Monkey D. Garp thought of a dear dead friend who did what he must for his crew. And was the sea himself. Garp gathered his resolve, and what he knows is true. "The greatest destination is one you don't know yet!"

I wonder, you think with expression lost in sentimental nostalgia, in another life, would you have become a pirate? You met Shanks eyes.

"You're right. If he's as stubborn as you say, Old Man Garp won't stop him." Do I wish he stopped me though? You moved on from that quickly as you glanced around. "What's the party for though?"

"Why!" Shanks put his arm around your shoulders, steering you towards the others who already have everything set up on the sand and near the base of the palm trees. "You're here aren't you? You're free to do what you want! That's a perfect reason to celebrate! Right, men?"

The crew lifted their cups and cheered.

"Hai, Hai! To (Y/N)!"

For me...?

Your eyes widened, letting him move you to sit down beside him on a base of a tree, uncaring of the sand. Your heart doing a funny little thing as you felt yourself relax and warmth spread.

"You guys..." Your endeared smile widened as you laughed, closing your eyes as you did so with a hand to your neck. "Thank you!"

The crew stared as you practically had soft sparkles all around you.

Cute, they thought before glancing at their captain to spot his tender gaze looking down at you, smile soft and twitching to widen at your brightness, cheeks slightly flushed where one might have to squint. Oh.

Benn Beckmann analyzed his captain, cigarette loosely on his lips as Shanks moved to ask you just how you did it from your own lips. The others wishing to hear it too as they all sat down but not before giving you your (favorite juice) they happened to have on hand after they found about it last time. And since you seem to be stubborn in not drinking a drop. Shanks wanting to know the story there too. You only stuttering and stumbling in a flustered state that made Shanks brows rise along with an interested smile that Benn learned to mean his captain smells blood in the water and wishes to know. Yet, interestingly holding back and acquiesces to you. Again. Not teasing as much as he usually does.

Benn hummed to himself as he observed how close Shanks was to you, thighs touching as they both sat and leaned against the base of a bent palm tree. Shanks seeming to do well with ignoring the phantom pain Hongo warned him about, only listening attentively to how you interrupted a meeting when you arrived to Marineford to you punching the CP9 director to the jaw.

This might be different than a roll in the sheets. Benn inhaled deeply, his cigarette turning an amber red from the force before dispelling as Benn blew smoke for the ocean breeze to catch. This is a beginning of something. Something tugged along Benn's senses, Observation Haki seeming to itch. Benn frowned. And yet...

Benn's frown deepened as his gaze turned to the right, far and towards the sea.

"Ohhhhhh, so that's how you got that?" Shanks didn't have to point for you to know what he meant.

You nodded, touching your scarred left cheek that's still rough and messy. You left out the main reason why you let Lucci do such a thing. Despite Shanks seeming to understand you on a deep level, you're not sure if he would understand this like you and Lucci do.

"Yeah. Became a...parting gift you could say."

You had a contemplative expression at that. Huh.  It is a parting gift now that you've stated it out loud. Although, it's more of a gift you gave yourself. You let him give it to you, so is it really a gift if you didn't give it to him? Should you have gave him one back? Question marks appeared in your mind as you internally frowned in thought.

Wait no. You gave the lotion as his gift. But the scar was also like a gift. Not just a promise.

...

Right?

GAHHHHHH! Whatever! Who cares?!

You seem to, the narrator pointed out blandly.

Shanks took in your expression that seemed to be a mix of troubled, contemplation, annoyance, and yet also deep in your (e/c) eyes...you look lost.

Ah. (Y/N), Shanks maintained his composure when he spotted it, mouth covered by his cup of ale, so no one could spot his mouth in a line. Only his eyes holding sympathy. I can't control this for you. You've already denied being with us. But, there's no issue in helping you find where you wish to go. You're free.

A familiar itch came within Shanks senses, but he ignored it as he kept his focus on you. The only evidence he gave that he felt it was a twitch of his mouth.

"So," you turn towards Shanks, who set his cup down atop his lap as he tilted his head at you curiously. "You seemed to have gone around trying to find us after you left the World Government behind. Have you changed your mind?"

"I know this may be a little late but," Shanks put his hand down, and leaned down next to you on the ship's edge, warm eyes on you with a close eyed soft smile that made your cheeks warm, "since you're already here, why don't you join my crew?"

You bit your inner lip, throat getting a little tight.

Again. He's offering again.

Will you really deny him again?

You finished what you were set out to do. The original reason for your denial has passed. You're free to do anything. Go anywhere and be anyone and be anything.

But...does that mean including to be a pirate? Under Red-Haired Shanks? Right now, you're a mere drifter. A deserter. Just traveling the seas and going where it takes you. You don't have a title to really be called, besides what others say.

That you left. A traitor.

You haven't found a place yet. A title you could proudly call your own and not one that's been stamped on you.

But Shanks is opening a spot for you to get under. Allowing you, a misplaced puzzle piece, to be a part of a grand piece of art. Go as far to say as a home.

And yet...even now as you sit next to your savior, that is as bright as the sun with his smiles as sunbeams and the feeling of warmth that can burn if you get too close—you feel unworthy of it.

He's miles better than you.

And you haven't come close to achieving your dream. To defeat Big Mom. Maybe...maybe then...

Then...will I be worthy of you?

You formed a casual smile that you even felt was empty as you shook your head. Your eyes staring down at your cup on your lap.

"No. No, I haven't. I think...I need to find my own way. B-But—" You sneakily peered up at Shanks, shy as your hands tightened around your cup. "Can I...is your other offer still available? Will that...will that be okay?"

"You are always welcomed on this ship. Always."

Shanks kept his expression carefully blank outside that calm smile. The intensity in the air rose as he chuckled, tipping your chin up and you felt your breath stop as his eyes glittered, tone low yet earnest.

"Why, I did say always. Not much of an offer if I take it back, (Y/N)." Too close! Your head screamed, hand still holding your chin as he teased you. You're positive he can feel how inflamed your skin is right now. He seemed to give you mercy, since he released you with a laugh. Your hand going to your released chin, covering it along with your mouth as you felt flushed as glanced up at him as his body shook. "I'm sorry! Couldn't resist. Try not to think so much. And I'm here if you ever need a helping hand. Now that I have just the one," he added with a wink.

He...tried to distract you? Did he know your thoughts? No way... You thought in awe, mouth agape. And joking about a limb he just lost?!

You couldn't help it. You snorted in surprise. Trying to muffle it only for you to laugh out loud.

Yasopp groaned.

"That was horrible, Shanks."

"What?" Shanks stated with a grin, pointing a thumb at you and looking prideful. "(Y/N)'s laughing!"

"Someone has to." Hongo interjected with a huff. "Your jokes are awful. Especially with what you did! You almost made me get a heart attack when you walked through the bar with blood spurting everywhere from your bitten off arm!"

"Maa, Maa." Shanks scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "I was outside the bar. I wouldn't stain Makino's bar like that."

"DOENST EXCUSE IT!" Hongo shouted with sharp teeth. The scene only making you laugh harder.

You wiped the tears from your eyes and hardened your resolve as to the reason you came. Well. One of the reasons.

"Actually, Shanks." Shanks focused onto you. "I mostly came because I had a battle with someone. I would've lost if I didn't get outside help. I was wondering..."

Wait.

Your eyes glanced at his lost arm, covered by his black cloak.

You wilted.

I can't ask that of him. He's still recovering.

Shanks spotted your glance, and with your words he came to the obvious conclusion as he brightened.

"Oh? You need training?" You nodded, but still glancing to his arm worriedly. "What do you know about Haki?"

"Not much." You admit, hand moving to Karasu's hilt. Recalling your hesitance of using either of your swords or else they would break from that captain obsessed with salt. "I know of it. But I don't think I've ever achieved it. Well... I did have this sense the last second of his attacks."

You didn't mention you first felt this back in the island with the villagers. You rather keep that a secret.

Shanks hummed, hand to chin as he leaned forward, elbow to knee.

"Observation Haki sounds like. But say, you can ask."

At your confusion, Shanks motioned his hand towards you kindly.

"Come on. You can be selfish. Ask. You're a pirate, aren't you?"

"I...I don't know yet, really."

"Well, whatever you are," Shanks joked, hand atop your shoulder. "Ask. You're free to do so. Take it if you wish." Shanks added softly yet with meaning that bypassed your head.

A part of your mind clicked. You don't have to take orders anymore in silence. Or be silent.

You're free. Shanks reminded you. Take. Do. Say. No holding back.

Don't hold back.

You tightened your hood on your cup before placing it on the ground, turning to fully face Shanks, fists atop you black pants. Shanks observing this, charmed at your determined expression and formality.

Cute, he repeated in his head. The word that keeps automatically popping in his head when it comes to you. Which he doesn't mind. If only you realize this. How admirable you already are.

"I want to get stronger and need a proper teacher of the sword so can—"

"Ignoring my presence for this long..." A figure stepped out in front of everyone as the air stilled. "...Akagami?"

You stiffened, eyes darting at the low smooth voice. Hand automatically to your buster sword behind you as your mind caught up to who you're seeing.

Dracule Hawkeyes Mihawk! Pulse hammered in your neck, as his golden gaze spared you a glance before moving towards the man next to you. Alarm shot through you. Their rivals! But Shanks is recently injured...! I can't let them fight!

You shifted to stand, at the ready only for your hand around Kuroi ten'nosabaki'a hilt to be covered. You glanced at Shanks underneath your cap, keeping you in place as Shanks only smiled towards the World's Greatest Swordsman.

"Hello, Takanome! You sure know how to track me down! I must say, you caught me at a bad time. Can we have a go another time? You interrupted our party!"

How's he being so casual? You carefully watched the swordsman, who was completely relaxed despite how the crew were staring daggers at him. Tense just as you were for a fight to break out. He didn't even seem to care as his eyes only observed Shanks blankly, lips in a line that shows no evidence of moving. You swallowed, sweat going down your temple as your blood pumped, the atmosphere thick. He hasn't even done anything and I'm already full of adrenaline.

You clearly didn't feel this when you interrupted the Warlord meeting a month ago. To be fair, you were on a high so you didn't focus too much on anyone. Besides Kuzan. You didn't care for the Warlords there.

But, now that you see the World's Greatest Swordsman in front of you, his coat behind him along with the legendary Yoru that glints in the light along with that piercing gaze, you briefly wondered if you're air headed. His presence beheld power. This man was a swordsman of swordsmen and famous(or infamous to others) for his grace and strength with each strike, all precision and skill. If you weren't in this position, you're sure you would feel awe.

The golden gaze that could cut others with a look, settled onto where Shanks injured arm was hidden before moving to where Shanks sword now was. They narrowed.

"Someone got the best of you, Akagami." The stoic man stated more than questioned, tone low and dry as his gaze roved to meet yours. You tensed. "The newly free dog bit you?"

And just like that, caution went to the wind.

What?!

You glared, (e/c) eyes sharp and tone cutting. Kuroi ten'nosabaki and Karasu glinting in tandem.

"What did—" You paused when Shanks squeezed your hand, a question in your eyes. Shanks gave you a quick comforting glance before turning his intense gaze onto the swordsman. You frowned but you acquiesced, relaxing automatically as you leaned back against the tree, hand loosening around your sword.

Dracule Mihawk rose an internal brow at the exchange.

"Maa~, Dracule. Don't be rude! Come! Join the party! It's been some time since we caught up." At the stoic man's silence, Shanks added, "I got this wine that you'll like!"

Your frown deepened, giving a spare glance to Shanks before your eyes moved back and forth between the two men.

Are they...friends...?

Your brain turned completely blank as you took in each man as your eyes darted from one to the other.

One infamous for his cold detachment, his face not faltering not once even when you were in the meeting and you spouted those words to him. Assessing and analytical with that golden gaze that gave him his namesake, with pale skin and a sharp jawline that practically screamed elegance. Without even speaking of his style of clothes. Voice quiet yet demanding for others to listen each times he speaks, if his presence won't make others cower first.

The other, all easygoing and casual since you've met him. Not only in personality but in how he dresses, open to comfortability more than making a fashion statement like this one over here. Roguishness from him and all smiles, whether calm or blinding you in their brilliance. Laughing comes easy and the sound of it is euphonious with a kindness that can make anyone falter.

Your eyes darted around the both of them, taking note how one is a ravanette, perfect to hide in the shadows. And the other is a bright head of scarlet hair that demands to be seen.

They're complete opposites! There's no way!

The swordsman held his gaze with Shanks, before glancing to the red haired's head to roving his gaze around the crew. An arm covered with maroon sleeves moved.

He was seeing how many to take out! You panic, but stay because Shanks's hold on you hasn't left and he's not tense at all. But...but...!

The swordsman crossed his arms across his chest, tilting his head down in a semblance of a nod.

"...very well."

THAT EASY?!

Your mouth went slack as you heavily leaned completely back the tree, hat askew on your head. Shanks only laughing next to you and just like that the atmosphere from both the crew and the swordsman dissipated.

Shanks patted your hand twice before giving a comforting squeeze.

"Why, (Y/N), no need to be so tense!" Shanks let go of you and motioned for the stoic man to be sat across from him atop a log as a crew member handed the visitor a cup that the swordsman immediately studied to see the insides as he sat. "Despite whatever you've heard, we're actually good friends. We've known each other for years."

Friends don't have that kind of tension! You wanted to scream that, but settled to try to steady your heart as you kept your focus on the swordsman.

"Don't spread lies, Akagami." Hawkeyes toned, before taking a sip of his cup. He stared down at it before he took another sip in approval of the taste.

Shanks kept his grin, laughing all the while as he pointed at Hawkeyes as if to prove.

"See! We tease! Don't mind his words. Takanome is actually quite a jokester once you get to know him."

"Fool."

Shanks grin only widened, his person practically sparkling.

"See."

Hawkeyes ignored him, deciding to finish his drink and lifted his cup slightly to the side in silent request for another which a crew member did immediately.

You sweatdropped.

You don't think you've ever been more bewildered than you are at this moment.

But, you took a breath, fixing your cap appropriately as you settled languidly against the tree as you took a sip of your drink while your shadowed eyes studied the Warlord. If Shanks trusts him, that's all I need.

You stayed quiet as the party truly begun, crew members starting drinking games with Shanks even challenging Hawkeyes to one. Which Hawkeyes surprisingly accepted. Shanks not leaving your side as he just had crew members bring barrels.

You kept your eyes focused on the swordsman under your cap, expression carefully blank as you watched him. Assessing each movement and his detached reactions if Shanks got close or bumped the man's knee or loudly guffawed. Your mind recalling of every story you've heard or read when it came to the Warlord. Trying to match what you're seeing now.

But also, recalling you never truly got an answer back in Marineford. It was a joke but...

Your eyes glanced towards Shanks side which was covered by his cloak, lips pressing together.

Phantom pain isn't to be laughed at. No matter how Shanks is acting, you've seen how excruciating it could be back when you were a marine.

And...(E/C) eyes glinted, sharp and determined. I did ask him first.

"Mind your eyes, stray." You blinked as yellow eyes managed to meet yours even shadowed under your cap, his own gaze shadowed by his feathered hat. "Unless you wish to openly challenge me instead of pointlessly glaring."

He noticed.

You tsked before your brows furrowed as you sat up.

Wait. Stray...?

You clenched your jaw before huffing out your nose.

"Not what you're thinking. But say, since you're a Shichibukai and all, you won't happen to rat out to others where I am, right?"

The swordsman eyes sharpened.

"I'm not interested in being a puppet. Nor did you it seems, stray." Hawkeyes observed idly, assessing. "You had the others fooled that you were a cowed dog with a collar."

Your eyes rounded before you released a surprised short laugh followed by a sharp grin.

"Pfft! You noticed? Your eyes really are sharp." Hawkeyes didn't comment, only stared down at you. Your grin fell to a frown. "Hey, can you stop calling me stray though? Not cool."

"That's what you are." You bristled at how calmly he said it. As if it was fact. "And your collar is what you cling to. You haven't thrown it off your head."

Is he calling my hat my collar?

Shanks, who has kept quiet till now, decided to interject as he gave Hawkeyes a reproving look.

"Takanome. She's not a marine anymore. You read the papers. They've publicly announced her a deserter. Wait," Shanks blinked. "Have you two met before?"

Hawkeyes, once again, ignored him as the eyes of amber that can make a man cower pierced through you.

You stubbornly met it, eyes still holding that glint.

"Why should I believe rumors when it can be muddled. Your tie to your collar that you cling to, might actually reveal you're with a sword hidden in the shadows."

Your brows furrowed in confusion at where he's getting at.

He's accusing you of something.

Wait...there was a rumor in the marine ranks somewhere...of something like Cipher Pol.

You audibly scoffed at the Worlds Greatest Swordsman. Benn, behind a few feet away to observe and listen despite the rambunctiousness of the others, chuckled at your gall.

"You're not making sense. You said it yourself how I looked. You think I'll stay in the place I was?"

Hawkeyes moved his gaze from you towards Shanks, and glanced around the crew once more. His head moving towards the crews ship, focused on searching for something. What, you're not sure.

"I can admit I am trying to make sense of events." You blinked at his admittance, not expecting it. Hawkeyes turned his gaze back towards you, settling on your cap. "It does not change why you keep the collar. When you managed to bite the leash from it."

What's with all these dog metaphors? You think annoyed. I know what pirates call us but man, it's like he actually sees a tail and ears on my head.

"Dracule, it's her treasure. She won't get rid of it."

Hawkeyes cocked a brow, disbelieving as he glanced at Shanks.

"Its true," you say, hands tight on your lap as golden eyes met yours. You did not so much as twitch, Hawkeyes observed. "I don't care what you think, but this is my treasure. And I don't appreciate you demeaning it by calling it a collar. It's way more than that." You pointed behind the swordsman's back. "You value that right? Well I value this," you jutted a thumb to your cap, moving it slightly upwards by the brim. "And I'm not getting rid of it. I never will unless someone pries it from me from my dead body."

Hawkeyes briefly deliberated your words before sending Shanks a pointed glance.

"Funny. I heard something similar before."

Shanks shot the swordsman a look, them seeming to communicate with one another with nothing needing to be said.

The swordsman briefly closed his eyes, only to dart towards you when you wholeheartedly decided.

"I was serious back in HQ."

Shanks brows furrowed.

"What?"

Hawkeyes lips flattened. Well, flattened more.

"No."

"What?! Why?!" You complain, standing up with a fist to your chest. "I can handle it, master!"

Shanks and the crews eyes bogged out their skulls.

"WHAT??!!"

Hawkeyes stared down at his empty cup, appearing inconvenienced at where he was. And why he travelled all the way here to the East Blue with the vivre card only to be bothered with shouts and ridiculous requests.

Shanks stared at you, agape, hands to his cheeks in exclaimed confusion.

"M-Master?! When did this—wait, HQ?! Don't tell me..."

The crew seemed to finish his statement along with him as you just kept your fiery eyes on Hawkeyes form. Who seemed to just want his cup to suddenly have the power to swallow him whole and take him away from here.

"...THE MEETING YOU INTERRUPTED WAS A WARLORDS?!"

You flapped a hand uncaringly.

"It wasn't that important to mention."

Shanks jaw dropped while crew members fell to the floor at your indifference.

Hawkeyes glanced up at your words, gazes connecting. And you did not so much as flinch. Your fiery eyes only turning more ablaze as his penetrative critical eyes focused on yours. No evidence of cowering or wariness.

A stubborn stray, Hawkeyes concluded with a hint of amusement. Will not be cowed ever again

to obey.

"No."

Hawkeyes reiterated, stronger than before and holding no evidence of being bent. But his gaze did not leave yours, observing your set expression from your lifted chin in defiance to your stubborn tense jaw to your slightly furrowed brows.

"Why not? Are you too busy with your Warlord duties to train somebody?" You dissed, in clear mockery yet foreknowledge that Hawkeyes rarely, if ever, attended a meeting. "Got a lot on your calendar?"

Molten golden eyes narrowed as Hawkeyes put his cup aside.

"Careful," Hawkeyes warned calmly, his intense presence adding onto the warning. "You may not be cowed with your newfound freedom, but I do not bend."

Interestingly enough, although he spotted your tense shoulders and sweat going down your temple at his quiet threat, it spurred you on more. A sharp grin appearing on your mouth, it appeared as if it could cut and you'll bite someone's throat out.

"Great! I don't want a master like that. And come on! I think the Worlds Greatest Swordsman teaching the future Worlds Greatest Swordsman has a nice ring to it."

Shanks blinked, finally deciding to observe and not squawk from the interaction in front of him. Assessing your expression. You glanced at him quickly, shooting a quick smile. But Shanks didn't miss your worry nor where you quickly glanced to before meeting Hawkeyes gaze once more, resolute.

That explains why. Truthfully, Shanks would've had to deny if you asked him. It wouldn't have gone well where he needs to train himself with his non dominant arm. And sword training can be perilous in a ship between two swordsman. Although, it would've been an excuse to stay with them in the ship as an honorary member for a short time. It would've helped somewhat. After everything that has happened in these last few months.

But...Shanks feels as if his old rival arrived at a good time.

Destiny? Shanks idly wondered with an inner knowing smile. 

"Hardheaded," Hawkeyes said matter of factly at you, growing annoyed.

You only grinned, as if it was a compliment.

"I know! I got hit a lot!" What? The crew wondered but Shanks has some idea on what that could mean. You sobered. "But I never truly had a swordsman teach me. Not a master swordsman. Not like you. I had to figure it out on my own cause how unique my sword is. So," you pointed at him, unwavering and undaunted even at the swordsman's irritated glare, however subtle. "Teach me!"

Alarm shot through you, you using Kamisori to the left, stumbling at the speed you went as you fell back to the sand, skin scraping. Kuroi ten'nosabaki dull in concern while Karasu hissed.

Your eyes went towards where you were, your eyes rounding and heart stopping.

"Room for improvement," Hawkeyes cooly said, Yoru out in front of him that is blocked by another sword. Golden eyes above met yours below, the tension in your gut not being released, your jaw agape. "Lack of grace," he added as an afterthought.

"Takanome," Shanks hissed tensely, Gryphon tight on his non dominant hand as Gryphon and Yoru shook with the strength of their wielders, sparks stuttering out and wishing to add more light despite the sunbeams from above. "That was unnecessary."

Hawkeyes glanced at Shanks, passively observing their swords sparks before he made note of his rival's tense arm. He stepped back, sheathing Yoru and not caring for the guns aimed at him or swords out from sheaths.

"But it was." Hawkeyes turned his eyes towards you, your blood not seeming to slow down at all, your ear drums pounding yet your hearing unaffected. You saying nothing when Shanks called your name, you couldn't. Completely outmatched. Your hands shook on the sand as amber eyes that pierce meet wide (e/c). He could've killed me. Hawkeyes tilted his head down, lips frowning in a semblance of disappointment. "Are you cowed? Do you solely bark and hold no bite?"

Your chest was rising and falling, a pressure in your lungs and a bead of sweat going down your temple. You feel like if you tried to speak, it would be a breath more than words.

You touched your hair, seeing from your hand a few stray cut up strands.

He did it so effortlessly, you tightened your hand around the strands, shaking as you bowed your head and shadowed your expression with your cap. He held back. I would've been a kebab if he didn't. He was sitting all relaxed and sprung up just as easily in between the milliseconds of a blink. No. Nanoseconds. He...could've gone even faster than that...!

He's... You slowly peered up at the man, the sun's rays completely atop the swordsman, an awed yet shaky grin upon your lips as a bead of sweat fell from your chin...a swordsman of swordsmen...!

Excitement? Hawkeyes brow rose an iota before settling. A decision reached.

He settled back on the log, crossing his knees over another as he lightly clasped his hands together atop his lap. Indifferent to Shanks sheathing his sword and his intense Haki coming down on the swordsman as recompense due to Hawkeyes action. He will get his answers later as to what occurred between the stubborn stray and his rival. As well as everything in between.

"Find my island. Once you arrive, I will train you."

You blink. Once. Twice. Thrice.

You sat up, grin splitting your face, thrilled.

"Really?!"

"It is near where you were thrown off by a Sea King," Hawkeyes, your master, added. Ignoring your words but you don't care cause WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Shanks Conqueror's Haki relented at that, dissipating as he heard a sentence that once more made his brain stop.

"A Sea King?" Lucky seemed to ask out loud for him, pausing between bites.

"Thrown off?" Howling Gab added with a frown around his sharp teeth.

Shanks contemplated briefly to pull you aside and ask you for every single detail of what's happened since they last saw each other. And perhaps more. If all this can happen in a month, you must have some stories.

Before he even could, you dashed off in the direction of your boat. Shouting behind you, "SEE YOU LATER, GUYS! I HAVE SOMEWHERE TO GO! AND...THANK YOU!!!!"

"Safe travels!" Bonk Punch shouted, with Monster giving his own farewell.

"May the sea guide you well!" Yasopp yelled out too with a whoop.

Other crew members shouting their own farewells to you and that they'll see you next time.

"THANK YOU!!!" You shouted from the top of your lungs once, excitement clear as you found the first step to the path you wished to follow. A direction pointed you're eager to take to not stay adrift.

Shanks didn't have to wonder about the thanks. And you were rightfully excited.  But you could've given a hug to add to your goodbye.

Shanks felt himself pout, before furrowing his brows. Turning towards his rival to confirm his thoughts.

"Takanome. You didn't tell her the name of your island."

"She left before I could say," If Dracule was anyone else, they would've shrugged. But being who he is, Dracule's tone of cool indifference sufficed for Shanks to picture the shrug in his mind. Dracule's head rose, golden eyes narrow as the man tried to look through him. "What are you planning, Akagami?"

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

Mihawk was not amused and uninterested in playing games.

"You seem quite close to a recent ex-marine. I did not miss how the two of you sat, nor the needless protection she wished to provide you. And how you did the same."

Mihawk spotted the flash of Akagami's anger at the reminder before settling into a grim expression he rarely beheld. Akagami gave a glance to Beckmann and just like that, the crew left them alone. Akagami only spoke when the last crew member was out of earshot, sitting back against the bent tree behind him, uncaring for the sand.

"That was uncalled for, Dracule. And you know it."

"No. What you did was a waste of energy. Yoru would not have cut her. Her senses did not fail her nor the speed she currently has." Mihawk did not hide his gaze towards Akagami's covered arm. Or lack thereof. Mihawk kept careful attention this whole time each time the man's cloak shifted. There is no lie. Akagami was bested. And lost more than an arm. "Is she the cause?"

A many layered question that Akagami can clear up.

But the man is stubborn. And determined to keep his secrets.

Akagami smiled in false amusement.

"Curious about her, are you? Sorry," Akagami winked, the playful mask up that Mihawk always loathes to tear down due to how tight it is. "Found her first. But no. She isn't."

Mihawk took the words in, crossing his arms and tapping his arm twice in thought.

"You're still hiding something. The papers blaming you for Elegia. What happened to a kingdom shadowing pirates with the World Government's response. And now, you in the East Blue with no arm, no straw hat, an ex-marine at your side and I haven't sensed or seen—"

"Do you see me as a great mastermind, Dracule?" Akagami teased, eyes crinkled at the ends. It did not hide his weighty gaze. "A ruggedly handsome copy of Vegapunk?"

A nerve was hit, Mihawk noted. Is it to one? To all?

Mihawk didn't have to ponder much on it. He knows what would be the main cause which confirms his suspicions. He'll leave it. For now.

"Don't be coy. This isn't a dalliance of yours. Your over reaction with Yoru with your Haoshoku trying to subdue me and your gaze proves it. But it still doesn't take away your plans with her. Unless this is a way for you to meet an old crewmate of yours." At Akagami's bewilderment, Mihawk decided to tiredly clarify. "That ex-marine with the moniker Silver Blood, daughter of Silver of the Molten Metal. Are you trying to locate him?"

"(Y/N)? (Y/N) isn't..." Akagami's jaw dropped to the ground, looking pale as his hands came to his cheeks, eyes bugged out. "SILVER'S DAUGHTER?!"

So he wasn't aware? Mihawk blankly watched Akagami mutter and shout to himself, putting himself into a panic. Is this the hand I was dealt with? A fool as a rival.

Akagami stopped shouting, only putting a palm to his face as he laughed humorlessly.

"Seriously? I'm so screwed...my word is practically broken. Maa...he's going to kill me...Daha...haha..."

Mihawk examined Akagami, expression in a mix of distraught, false humor, and self deprecating despite his hand stayed to cover the top half of his face.

It was a hindrance to stare at.

"Word? Did you make an oath to Silver? I've heard nothing of you meeting with an old crew member."

Akagami groaned behind his hand.

"It was...it was a long time ago. It was after a fight with Whitebeard and I was thirteen. Still recovering from what happened before he pulled me and Buggy aside for us to swear. Truthfully..." Akagami let his hand fall away but he bowed his head, Mihawk unable to tell his expression but he could hear the red haired's tone of grin bewilderment. "...I never understood as to why he'd go so far. Despite being his daughter, what he's asking is hard to control or hold tight. She should be free to choose...especially now...(Y/N) should stay free. No one should take that away..." Akagami added as an afterthought, and without Mihawk noticing, Shanks eyes widened as something clicked in his mind.

Mihawk stayed silent, contemplating the little information given to him by a willing Akagami. Whether it was due to the drinks or recent events, Mihawk doesn't care to know the reason.

An oath to not give the stray a choice, Mihawk concluded. To which choice, or rather possible choices, it can be anything. And after a recent battle with Shirohige? Did Akagami even take in all the words Silver stated?

"Why the worry?" Mihawk questioned instead, golden eyes studying Akagami who rose his head up and had a set expression on his face. "Your word is not entirely broken."

Akagami smiled dryly.

"No. Not entirely. There's a part in the promise I can still keep. As for the other," Akagami shrugged, as if to say what can you do? "There's a chance to correct it. With time. As to if it'll happen with (Y/N)..." Akagami's eyes tightened, appearing uncomfortable and pained at whatever thoughts is plaguing his mind. "...I worry for her."

Mihawk's brow rose when Akagami's gaze connected with his, a quiet smile along his lips despite the intensity.

"I must say, Dracule. Be careful with her."

"She wishes to be trained. And so I will push her to what's needed."

Akagami only shook his head, eyes crinkling in slight amusement but his intense gaze nor smirk faltered.

"No. (Y/N) has a tendency to...push quite far past the limit. Whether in apology or punishment towards herself. And quite devoted too."

"To you."

Akagami didn't say anything at that, only sighing from his nose, his mouth tilting up into a dry tired smile.

"Loyal to a heavy fault." Akagami commented. A comment that Mihawk gathered himself. You were willing to throw your life away once you spotted him. Willing to fight him despite the awareness of being outclassed even before he darted Yoru towards your general direction. All to protect the recently crippled Akagami. "But... I don't think you're understanding."

Mihawk's eyes narrowed at Akagami's shift of tone.

Showing your favor, Akagami?

Akagami grinned playfully, leaning in as if to tell a secret.

"You'll have a woman in your castle~! When was the last time that's happened? I hope you're ready for a whirlwind!"

If it was anyone else, the whiplash from the change of demeanor would've knocked someone down.

Mihawk's frown deepened.

"Nothing will happen. I'm not interested."

Akagami only hummed, a twinkle in his eyes that Mihawk always found it meant trouble.

"If you say so!"

Mihawk would've focused more on how Akagami's words of you were different before he discovered you were Silver's daughter compared to after. From playfulness possessiveness and protection to switching that Mihawk will have some issues with the stray in his castle. But Akagami moved to explain what occurred in the East Blue.

Starting with a boy that now bears a straw hat. Where Observation Haki saw no point to keep the boy alive without a sacrifice of a limb.

"A price to pay," Akagami said easily, taking a drink after.

And then, came Uta.

Akagami was quiet, contemplative. Before he had that casual smile of his once more towards his cup that Mihawk can spot as faulty from meters away.

"She wanted to learn to sing. A proper schooling. To achieve her dream. So we left her where she could."

Mihawk skimmed his eyes over Akagami, frowning.

"...is that so?"

"It's what is best." Akagami stated, a tone of finality.

Mihawk stared, before closing his eyes and taking a sip of his drink he managed to fill himself as they conversed.

"Than it is." Akagami shot him a grateful look that Mihawk didn't care for. The Worlds Greatest Swordsman knows when to accept words as they are. Even if he himself would never see the bright little girl with a powerful voice who would pout up at the swordsman to leave her family. Mihawk rose his cup above a hint. "A price to pay," Mihawk echoed Akagami's words.

Akagami smiled goodnaturedly, a flash of pain before grinning and tipping their cups together.

"A price to pay."

They both swung their cups back. It was silent for a moment before Akagami let out a whine.

"The East Blue sucks."

"Quite."

Akagami's jaw slacked at his dryness, before guffawing. Mihawk briefly contemplated to shut him up with Yoru. He sufficed with a glare of distaste that bounced off Akagami's head.

"You're such a jokester, Takanome!"

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Notes:

**Kamisori: literally meaning "Razor": A combination of Geppo and Soryu, where one uses Soryu in a zigzag motion in midair, allowing extremely fast movements in three dimensions. Other CP9 agents have also shown to use this technique or a similar one allowing them to move through the air at great speed. Can be used for Kamisori to cut through enemies while utilizing its high-speed movements.

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A lot happened!

SB still trying to become someone she can accept. Or someone that was like before CP9. (You keep thinking of them despite how much you seemed to "hate" them. 🧐)

SB couldn't see Usopp at all due to how dark it was and the hood was determined to block the majority of her vision due to how big it was. But I wrote in the edited version a throw away like that he seemed or senses familiar before SB got distracted from whatever was happening as she first met the Straw Hats.

Sakazuki is there. It means something.

I love Garp. A lot. 💗

Shanks has plans? 🧐 Mihawk suspicious or paranoid? Who knows?

Mihawk seems positive of what Shanks and SB's relationship is. Even if Shanks doesn't seem to agree with it...? 🤔 What's up with that promise anyways?

Also, you have a bad habit of getting excited and just doing things without pausing and having a plan.

The adventure of trying to find Mihawk's island without knowing the name starts next chapter!

In addition, thanks to RinkuKaur who conversed with me as to how a powerful man like Shanks with Haki could've lost his arm to a mere Sea King. Simply perhaps that his Observation Haki showed him ever possible future of where he would kill or injure the Sea King somehow resulting in Luffy's death so a sacrifice of an arm was the only way that Shanks had to quickly decide to stick with.

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VOTES~

Main Pairings

Shanks: 191

Mihawk: 174

Crocodile:70

Doflamingo: 69

Smoker: 83

Lucci: 67

Side Pairings

Kaku: 18

Paulie: 8

Buggy: 14

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Chapter 125: Find Yourself Before You Search

Summary:

The past bites. You search for who you once were. And you can’t help but always open your mouth.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

"I will take two blue shirts! The art of the panda is different than the others. So nice!"

"Alright. Here ya go and here's your change. Please come back soon."

"I will take the apron and oh! There's toys! I'm taking a Doskoi Panda stuffed toy too for my nieces and nephews. Wahhh! So soft!"

"They really are high quality around here! So fluffy! No wonder they're so expensive."

"Okay, got it. Here's your change and please come back soon." You say for probably the hundredth time, Doskoi Panda work apron on you as you work behind the counter of the Doskoi Panda brand store.

"Hai, Hai, we will!"

You put a hand up in a lazy wave as the customers left only to get more immediately. Talking about this or that products, shoes, toys, shirts, pants, cooking supplies—it didn't matter cause Doskoi Panda sold it all in their home base of Mirrorball Island. The island infamous for its wild parties and extravagant night life, the perfect combination to make pirates and marines to come and enjoy the festive island.

Although on the outside, you're politely helping out with customers and guiding them to the best of your ability(you're not an expert in fashion by any means. You point out the comfier looking clothes to customers out of anything else), inside you're shouting and cursing and kicking imaginary objects.

This wasn't supposed to happen! You internally bemoaned, a frustrated growl within your mind. I should be in the Grand Line by now at least!

But it was your fault.

It didn't take long soon after you set sail from where the Red-Haired pirates were situated as well as the World's Greatest Swordsman to realize you have no idea where you're going. More specifically, you were in such an adrenaline high as you were using your feet to kick the water to make your boat go faster until you reached an island for supplies you forgot to get with everyone there, that it hit you.

You don't have the island's name.

You weren't paying much attention to the islands around where the Sea King threw you.

The Worlds Greatest Swordsman saw it while it was happening.

Lost as you were in your own mistakes as you walked through the town of Mirroball, annoyance and humiliation a mix within you as you once again moved ahead without pausing to think and plan, fresh the incident of you leaving Enies Lobby with barely any money, you reached a head and couldn't help kicking a stray rock in the street. Full force. Towards an unsuspecting store that got an equal unsuspecting makeover, except the makeover was more like "destroy over" with how the rock bounced from chipping and making a hole in the wall, traveling inside the store and making dents throughout the walls inside, going through the window up in the storefront, to moving to one beam that held the store together only for it to crack and break to the floor, back to another piece of a wall making another a full hole go through it and the rock racing within the store to finally escape through a window.

You stared along with the townspeople at the damage, the dancing and singing coming to a standstill as a stray piece of debris fell to the floor.

They all stared at you.

And as the owner came out yelling, eyes out of their head but surprisingly unscathed, pointing at you and shouting, you could only stare resigned with drooped shoulders and a harsh face palm. You couldn't help the equally resigned laugh coming out either, which only made the owner angrier.

You couldn't control it.

Just my luck, you thought, before offering the man the money you made from selling some of Karé's spices. The man's eyes widening at the amount before adding with a frown that you shouldn't get off this easy and told you you'll help fix the store up as well as become an employee till he deems it so. You accepted it. You really destroyed the main store of Doskoi Panda. You're surprised you managed to scrounge up enough money to help fix the store. And besides, you asked the man if you can get paid as you work, at least a little. As he counted the belí you gave him, he begrudgingly accepted. Muttering to himself how he hit the jackpot and you gave him more than needed outside of your earshot.

And now here I am. You think dully, leaning against the countertop with a hand holding your head. The consequences of my actions.

You've stayed here a total of five days. And the store owner has learned that although you have money, you need clear guidance on how to help fix the store. He gave up making you fix it when messily rubbed plaster fell on his head. Instead just using the money to get construction workers to help while you focused on customer service.

You've managed to get some supplies with the money he's given you. A good amount too. You gather it's because of how infamous Doskoi Panda is, so the employees must be paid well. And you're getting a lesser amount too! But it's still enough to gather supplies such as food and water, as well as rope and just general hygiene supplies you need. Cause whether you like it or not, your body decides to bleed every now and then.

The embarrassment knowing that Zoan's know when you get it too, is something you can never truly get over.

You slightly flush at the memory when you first got it.

Late bloomer as you were and your infinite luck at getting it while out in a mission at seventeen years old. Just finished with it and at their campsite within the rainforest jungle, their fire being the only source of light due to how dense the trees were and it being night. Confusion at the stomachache you had with Lucci looking at you strangely as his eyes moved and assessed every part of your body. As if trying to find something. Back when he was still distant, eyes still dead as a fish and the ultimate form of bastard. And before you called him by any of his nickname's you chose. Asking with disbelief and that mocking tone if you were injured and if that is why you were holding your stomach. Only for you to say it's just a stomachache before you felt something trickle down between your legs, you hoping you didn't somehow just pee yourself. You've never had a stomachache like that before. Lucci sniffing the air, before recognition went through his eyes, and a grimace in his face before he turned away and ordered you to handle yourself. Your confusion only grew at the Zoan's rare show of emotion, and him pointedly looking away from you but instead of doing it just because he's an asshole he looked...awkward? Even Hattori was looking away too, a wing covering his beak. When you didn't move, he glanced at your bewildered expression, his brow raising.

"Well? Go." At your blank look, Lucci's lips thinned. "You have...supplies...don't you? Didn't you expect...this?"

Your response came unbidden and with no bite. Confused as you were yet interested at how Lucci is showing emotion. And him being uncomfortable of all things. It's a rare sight despite him being the same age as you are.

"I don't know what you mean. I haven't had a stomachache in a while. I don't get sick easily... Wait!" Your cheeks flushed, a connection made in your head. "You're...can Zoan's... did you smell that I peed...?!"

Silence reigned.

A beat passed.

Hattori decided to fly away than be a part of this conversation.

And Lucci?

Lucci looked as if he was constipated with how his brows were tense, eyes an iota wide, and his lips looking it wanted to disappear into his mouth. And if you didn't know any better...is his ears...slightly red?

It was gone like it was never there when he fixed his expression, as best as he could anyways. It seems whatever this was, it was as embarrassing to Lucci as it is to you.

"Are you joking or daft? Did no one teach you of when you become a woman?"

It only took you a few seconds before your bewilderment turned into recognition, then embarrassment, then shame.

Hina's words when you were thirteen within your mind when she took you away to the side in her room to have a conversation. Of being a girl and what it means and when you turn to a woman in biology standards. And how men can recognize the change too. The conversation at the time, frightened you even though you tried not to show it, prideful and arrogant as you were. But Hina, kind and funny teasing Hina who laughed at your pranks to fellow marines and who would jump in to tease Smoker along with you, calmed you with a dangerous smile as she stated these next words:

"You're a woman when you bleed between your legs and again between bedsheets. But remember you can still snap a man's livelihood like a pencil if needed."

You got the last statement when she winked suggestively and motioned with a finger between her legs. You guffawing in surprise to rival the Old Man but confusion at the first part. Asking her what she means by bleeding again in bed. Hina waving off your concern and stating it can be a conversation for another time. If she can manage to steal you away from the overprotective buffoons that is to explain.

You and Lucci were in awkward silence, stifling and heavy as the two of you equally couldn't even glance at each other. Lucci not saying anything when you left and came back with a ripped piece of your white dress shirt under your black jacket. It was only until they sailed away from the eyes of the island in the full cover of clouds and the night, when their ship picked them up with Kalifa being there did you finally find true reprieve. Your embarrassment growing on how Kalifa, younger than you, was more of an expert at this and what to do. Only for her to shrug, fixing her glasses as they briefly gleamed.

"Everyone gets it at a different time. That's just how it is. Now here. Cipher Pol doesn't like loose ends and you now being fertile, and possibly compromised due to it, they have medicine that can help."

And indeed they did. Didn't do much with some symptoms and you still had spotted bleeding when you got it, but their medication did work. Not like you used it for the other reason like other's did, but at least you don't have diarrhea and that's a win. The medication only needing to be taken once per month and working for the next three months.

Sadly, you forgot to pack those with you when you left too. So in another two months or so, you'll get everything full force again. Best to have supplies ready when it happens. Even though others outside of Cipher Pol don't have that medication, there are other substitutes that can help with symptoms. You remember Kalifa mentioning them. The bleeding though?

Not so much.

You're going to have to deal with that when the time comes.

And perhaps you're childish and unreasonably fearful, but you rather not stick something up there and you feel it possibly expand as it does it's job and having to take it out afterwords appealing.

Yet, the other option can be messy.

Thankfully, you're used to blood.

Yet, as you think of the embarrassing memories—memories you have tried to suppress and ignore cause damn it, you're going to look forward and not back—you couldn't help the smile that crossed your lips at how you witnessed Lucci in his own compromising moments. The two of you teenagers despite it all. Despite how deadly the two of you were. And with the others too, not too older or younger than you. That they were all people despite the red covering their hands all the way to their arms.

The remembrance to keep those memories away and ignore this weird feeling that is like nostalgia(but it can't be. Because that means you want to go back.) came back with a force. You focused back into the present and working.

The hours passed by as you helped customers until it was time for you to go, closing up shop with the store owner as music was blasting throughout the entire town. The sun low, yet still illuminating with it's pinks and purples in the sky. The street lamps of this island being more like strobe lights on how they turned off and on in beat with the music. The main party right now being where all the pools are by the resorts and hotels of this island.

You don't quite get how this is a party town for both marines and pirates, but you suppose if the pirates are cleverly disguised and don't cause trouble, they can get away with partying with marines. Who knows? They might get a kick out of it. Giggling to themselves that they're dancing next to someone who could arrest them yet they're none the wiser due to alcohol and the wish to party like the pirates do.

We're all just people in the end, you concluded as you walked to the inn where you're staying, Shanks own words to you of what is good and what is bad, really? What's a marine? What's a pirate? Don't we all wish to be free? Just people trying their best. And doing what they want. If they can.

But you can now.

You can do whatever now. Say whatever. Talk however.

"You're here aren't you? You're free to do what you want! That's a perfect reason to celebrate! Right, men?"

You're free.

"You can be selfish. Ask. You're a pirate, aren't you?"

"I...I don't know yet, really."

"Well, whatever you are," Shanks joked, hand atop your shoulder. "Ask. You're free to do so. Take it if you wish."

You don't ask permission. You don't have to anymore. Take it and hold onto it tight, and good luck to those who refuse you.

You won't stay quiet. If you want it, you'll get it. Like with Dracule "Hawkeyes" Mihawk training you.

You stare up for a moment at the sky as you walked, eyes shadowed under your cap that was only ever growing as the sun was slowly starting to go down. And say goodbye to the day and for night to come, only for somewhere else to experience the dawn. Music far away in your ears and feeling the pull to grab the bathing suit the actually not grubby geezer of a store owner gave you to party since you've been working hard and just jump in the pool and relax.

I can do anything. It hits you once more. This freedom, this thing you have in your hands and with the sail of your boat that you can move whichever way because you get to decide. Travel aimlessly. Stay for how many days you what in an island. To train and to fight with anyone of the open sea. Challenge openly or party and relax as you wish. Pick what is home and what is not. To shout, to yell, to spatting with all your might and not hold back. Because your life is your own. And the sea is open to you. The choices endless just like it's horizon. Is this what you meant, Shanks? Why pirates have this desire for the sea?

If the freedom before you, if the ocean is a representation of what being free means, with its sea breeze and harsh winds and it's waves that can turn to dangerous tides with a flip of a coin, with its mystery yet calling to solve it, then maybe...maybe...

Maybe you have a title you can accept as your own now.

You smiled in a mix of eagerness and nervous excitement as you moved a little quicker to your inn along the main road of the island, wanting to jump in the pool just because you can!

"You have a lot of nerve looking like that." A charming smooth yet light voice stated behind you, you freezing at the sound. Because it's supposed to be smooth and light, not pained and harsh. "Do you know what you've done? Do you truly? Or do you not care, you traitor." The voice spat.

You turned your head, slowly. Disbelievingly. Because no.

You're not ready for this yet.

You can't handle this kind of confrontation yet.

And yet, your wants betrayed what it actually is. Your wide and shocked (e/c) eyes meeting the form of one of your closest friends in the marines. Hina.

Hina, who's expression was severe and gloved hands tight, billowing marine jacket behind her with no cigarette in sight. You distantly notice one on the ground, snapped in half and you wonder if she bit it and that's why she has stray ash around her mouth.

She didn't seem to care though as she glared at you, brown eyes hurt and hostile as you could only stare. Your head refusing to believe this was happening.

"Well?" Hina huffed at your silence, not seeming to take in your disbelief as to what it was. A simple refusal that this was happening, but something else. She scoffed. "Did you think Hina or anyone else will not find you and detain you? You're lucky it's Hina here and not anyone else. I barely managed to be one of the those who were accepted to take you in. Despite our past and whatever bias I may or may not have due to it being you. What were you thinking? What are you thinking, (Y/N)?! Proving to everyone you've ever fought and argued with that you, in the end, are just meant to follow the blood in your veins?!"

You flinch, a jerk of your body as if you were hit. You took a step back even.

"I—"

But Hina.

Hina who smiled and teased along with you to Smoker and sometimes to you too despite her normal stoic and calm exterior. Hina who tried to give you a heads up of what being a girl means and advise and lessons no one seemed to be willing to teach or tell you. Hina who showed you that you're pretty with a makeover once yet adding that they didn't have to do it again because you felt weird but here for you if you wish to do it again. Hina who was actually soft despite how she always seemed to appear stern, similar to how Smoker is. Hina who always had an answer and a cool quip, who you always saw as rational.

Hina—who cut you off and had tears in her eyes and voice cracking at some words as she continued her tongue lashing at you.

"What?! What, (Y/N)?! Or is it just Silver Blood now? No. Ex-Marine Silver Blood. That's it, isn't it? Why do you look hurt? You didn't think what would happen to us? The rest of us who grew up with you? Those of us who were in the same class when we were younger? You didn't think how we would feel? No." Hina laughed, short and harsh. Your ears grating at the sound as you bit your inner lip. "You never think. You just look ahead and damned the consequences. I found it funny once. Admiring even. Just how carefree you can be. But not anymore. Not with this. Not with this...! Do you...have any idea...what Garp is going through right now? Gone and no word from you for years only to finally get something when you came to Marineford only for you to backstab all of us! Do you know what he's been through while you were gone?! With Smoker?! Me?! Everyone?!"

You thought of your fight with that salty pirate back in Karé, mocking at how Garp seemed to be easy to hit the last few years. Out of touch. But you knew.

You knew.

Garp was in pain.

And you tripled it now.

And Smoker...

You can't imagine he's faring much better. Despite you giving him a heads up.

A heads up doesn't hide the sting. The burn. The cut you gave to all of them when the newspaper was printed.

When you spoke, it was more a breath. The wind having to carry your words as you swallowed thickly, heart pounding yet a rock in your gut at the same time.

"I—Hina, I—you don't know what it was like in Cipher Pol. The things I did and seen, I-I didn't want to do it anymore. I couldn't. The things the World Government does...I...I can't. Justice means nothing if it's only about killing...! Please understand!"

Hina's eyes narrowed at your plea, your begging tone and your hand to your chest while the other was open to her, displaying your openness and wish to not harm.

But Hina is in pain. And like all in pain, we do not see what is in front and just lash out. Gone was the pink haired woman's cool stoicism. She was bare before you, chest cavity open to show the damage you've made to her heart, and the sight made your agonizing remorse increase as your throat tightened.

"This is about disliking Cipher Pol? You could've asked to be transferred back! You shouldn't have even accepted it in the first place like Vice Admiral Garp said!" You stagger back, regret and shame clear. Hina took a step forward like a wolf catching the scent of blood. "You never listen! You just charge ahead and hope everything works out. What about now, (Y/N)?! What about now?!"

There was no time to answer, because multiple metal rods came out from the ground under you. You jumped, high and startled at the move, wind blowing your hair and clothes.

"You weren't here when Hina got this. The Ori Ori No Mi fruit, Hina is now a binding lady. Hina went up quite aways in rank. Even have my own specialized Corps. You've been gone for so long you...you..." Her pained expression hardened as she threw an arm out, a rod heading towards you that turned to an open cage wishing to devour. "You should've stayed!"

You dodged the cage with the use of Geppo, still in the air. Your heart pounding but not from this. No.

You can't stand the betrayal and hurt in her eyes. You can't.

She didn't even call herself by the third person.

"What do you want me to say, Hina?! Lack of information went both ways! I couldn't call. And just like you guys were cut off, I didn't know anything about you guys either! You think I didn't want to hear or read anything about you guys?!" Your eyes flashed, glassy as they were with tears at your next confession, dodging another metal rod that wished to ensnare you like a snake. "I would've willingly killed so many to get even a scrap! I would've done anything just for a picture!"

You missed so much. Spandine, the director of four years while you were there before his snot of a son took over, was not as extreme as Spandam with his methods to isolate or belittle or push you to do back to back missions. Spandine allowed you to read newspapers, but none had anything to do with those you truly cared for in the marines. You could only gather from some news stories that they were alright if they were mentioned in an incident or other, but even that was scarce. You wouldn't have heard of any promotions or life changing positions of events. Especially after Spandam took over the last two years after his little incident in Water 7 with one of Tom's students.

You didn't know two years could be so horrible.

Hina paused from an attack, staring at your teary expression. How wretched you look.

Her brows furrowed.

"They...did they really treat you like...like—"

"Like I was trash?" You spat, landing on the ground gracefully at seeing Hina stop. "Like I was lower than that? A shit stain to step on? To push around? You...have no idea what kind of man...no. Thing Cipher Pol has for a director."

Hina frowned, before shaking her head as if to shake the thought away. As if it wounded her too, what happened to you. Hina can't imagine it. Her and the others did their best to make sure you were treated fairly. Not as a pirate child. And yet you were alone. Alone with a man like that director. A superior you couldn't talk back to without punishment.

She can't imagine.

But.

You still left.

Your eyes widened as you rolled out the way from five flexible metal rods, quickly standing up to dodge once more as a cage was formed where you were. Only for more to come out the cage, as if it was never ending and the metal was more like tentacles with how many rods could come out the cage. All connecting. And heading straight for you. You dashing and dodging, yet despite how quick you moved, Hina seems to have good control of her new devil fruit. Only causing milf distraction to the buildings around them, nothing grand when you used your agility.

Karasu at your hip seemed to burn but you ignored it. Kuroi ten'nosabaki was dim on your back. Bleak.

"You should've came back! You completed the mission! You were supposed to come back to us so why?!"

You hesitated, thoughts coming to a halt.

What?

The hesitation was all Hina needed as a rod caught your ankle. But it's like she paid no mind to it. Only on their words.

"After your success, you should've came back like planned. What did you do, (Y/N)?! Why did you become what you swore you never would?! What happened to your dream?!"

You cursed, taking out Karasu to quickly slice the metal. Succeeding but you couldn't take out the cuff now formed around your ankle but at least you disconnected from Hina's endless rods.

Your eyes darted towards Hina, stance on the offensive but it didn't stop voicing your complete bewilderment.

"What are you talking about?! I never completed the mission!" Hina's brows arched high near her hairline, eyes wide as you continued. "I got left! Who told you that?!"

"I..." Hina's thoughts were overlapping with one another, before she took a breath and recalled what Vice Admiral Garp stated. Of your CP9 partner confirming that you completed the necessary mission for you to come back as planned, based on what the Fleet Admiral stated. But now you're stating it never happened. This mission that she doesn't know the details of no matter how she tried to pry from the Hero or the Fleet Admiral. Even as inebriated as the Hero was at the time, the normally sticker for rules Fleet Admiral being tight lipped and focusing on his friend instead of whatever questions she had. "...this doesn't make sense."

"In the end, nothing really ever does." Hina turned her gaze up at your words, your fatalistic tone. Bitter. And she truly took a look at you. Truly. And she gasped, breath hitching at what she saw. Your brows furrowed, frown deepening as you lightly held your sword you must've gotten while you were in Cipher Pol because she's never seen it before. In addition to that harsh scar on your left cheek. "What?"

"What happened to you?"

You wince, before straightening. Yet your eyes didn't change as yours met hers. The world coming to a standstill as the sunset's rays behind you illuminated your back, yet caused shadows over your expression. It only highlighted what Hina saw more.

"I...don't wish to say. I feel like you know."

Hina's mouth tightened as she stared and observed. Your bright and shining and gleaming eyes nowhere to be found. Only darkened. A light dimmed. A candle snuffed.

Something died in you.

"Are you really a pirate now? Or something else?"

A choice. She's giving it to you.

What are you now?

A mere traitor? Bounty hunter? A wandering traveler? Or, what you swore you'd never be and proved to others time and time again that you are not, a pirate?

What am I? What am I really?

You swallowed, opening and closing your mouth before your eyes fluttered shut before opening, a familiar glint in them that Hina remembers. It calmed her despite your next words that she already knew.

"I'm free. So, yes. I'm a pirate."

"...you can't keep being on the defensive like you are with me. You'll have to fight us. Do you understand?" At your silence and your uncomfortable aggrieved expression, Hina said it again more sternly. "Do you understand?"

Do you understand what this means? Hina is saying between words, within the silence and her resigned grief stricken expression that twisted the knife in your heart. You'll have to fight all of us. Everyone you loved and saw as family or friends. Whether distant or close. Take out your sword against us in a serious fight. We aren't on the same side anymore.

And yet, you couldn't help but think of Shanks' words. Shanks—kind and genial and warm-hearted and open and always joking to make others laugh, man of the sun—Shanks. Of how he saw you as a woman and not your title. A person.

You...don't think you can do this.

"I won't cut off my bonds with you," You say, managing to not crack or waver. Because you won't. Not in this. Never in this. You can't leave them fully behind. You don't think you could ever. "With any of you. I...you're..." You breathe deep, almost choking as sudden tears flooded your eyes and they fell amongst the ground as you gave Hina a watery smile. "All of you are my Nakama...!"

All of you are my family!

Your eyes seemed to scream as well, the unsaid word but the one both of you knew as true.

Hina's eyes turned shaky, trembling. The words in your gaze caught. And you thought you saw a tear go down only for her to quickly turn her body away. Hand swiping at her face as the other took out a den den mushi.

"You..." A shaky breath in. You can spot a shadow of a relieved smile from what you could see of Hina's face as you stood behind her. "Never really listened. You didn't change there. Hina...is glad."

A breath stopped at your throat, wide eyes pausing from creating more waterworks as the leftover tears on your face went down your cheeks.

Hina...

You didn't even notice you taking a step forward to reach out, Karasu calmed in your other hand. To pull her into a hug. Cause when was the last time that has happened? When you left all those years ago? Whenever it was, you just wanted to hug your friend. The older sister figure that you had. Not only to comfort her, but because you want to hug her again too.

She's Nakama, dammit!

And yet—

"Hina to Black Cage Corps. Come at once. Hina has caught sight of Ex-Marine Silver Blood and needs assistance." Hina reported, all commanding and her troubled expression gone. You stilled, face twisting into hurt once more. She put away the den den, but kept her face hidden from yours. The sun now gone and the sky now in its dark blue's and black. "This is how it will be now. You've made your bed, despite your words of not cutting us off." Hina took out a cigarette from her pocket, lighting it up and inhaling before she released the smoke. It curling up above her as she moved her head up to observe it as you instinctively did the same. The smoke seeming to hit you without touching, the juxtaposition of it and who it reminds you of clear. The same could be said of Hina due to her following words. "Smoker's devastated. Garp the same. It wasn't supposed to be like this. You had a future. Tell me...do you regret?"

The quiet between them was thick and heavy, like a blanket draped over a dying fire. It was a tense and melancholic silence, the kind that comes when silence speaks alone.

A breeze blew pink strands, and into Hina's face, blocking any tears that are at the edge of her lashes. She blinked them back, keeping her shoulders straight and turned to look. She could hear her corps coming from all sides onto the main road to corner you.

Except you were gone. Just like the breeze.

Here one moment, gone the other.

Like all those years ago, back when you were safe and had that prideful exuberance you were known for. Gone with a World Government ship and the base quieter due to it.

Hina's smile was paper thin, eyes holding a deep sadness.

"Ah," she says to herself, not paying mind to her subordinates as they realized to themselves you must've escaped and dodged everything Hina thrown at you for they could see the many cages and rods around the main road. "So that's your answer."

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In A Marine Ship In the Sea—East Blue

"Peroperopero. Peroperopero. Peroperopero—Kachack." The den den snail's expression formed into the one on the other end, eyes squinting showcasing stress and with four cigars hanging out its mouth to display that even more. Along with the curt "What?" from the line instead of the standard hello.

A gloved hand squeezed the speaker before speaking between a cigarette.

"Hina saw her."

A short and straight to the point reason. Hina was always like that and she knows not everyone appreciates it. But her and the one on the other line have always been similar in that way.

And, this must be said.

The snail did an intake of breath, cigars falling down from its mouth as it cursed at the loss but the tired expression on the snail was now alert.

"What happened?"

Hina thought for a moment, lips in a firm line before recounting the events. How you looked, what you said, what you didn't say. And Smoker was silent through it all, expression tight based on what she can see from the transponder snail. It seems that he knew you weren't here with her before she even spoke. Then again, Smoker was observant too. He knows how she also likes to speak between the silence.

"Vice Admiral Kuzan was right," she commented, putting her cigarette out in her ash tray on her desk that held a mountain of them. "But Hina...was not prepared for it. She's the same but...different. It's been so long so of course there would be change, for such is life. However...However, (Y/N)..." Hina's lips pursed, throat tight. "...is not coming back."

The snail got hard to read, as it's eyes closed. Almost as if he stepped away from the transponder. But she knows he was there. Because the closed eyes turned tight, and the lips were in a heavy frown.

"..."

"Smoker?"

"...did she really call herself a pirate?"

Hina swallowed the lump in her throat, knuckles white under her gloves.

"Yes." The snail's expression, if possible, turned more tense. Tense eyes, tense mouth, lines everywhere and Hina could picture just how tight Smoker's jaw was without the snail needing too. At the sight, at the thought of what she saw from your own anguished expression, Hina threw rational thought to the wind and let a flicker of hope take the reigns. "It may be a ploy however. There's sects in Cipher Pol that can act similar to the SWORD unit. This may have to do with her last mission she stated was never completed but we received word it was. The counteracting words from both sides may be to cause confusion to help (Y/N) in her mission! You know how stubborn and commited she could be. She...probably thinks she doesn't need help. She's alone...!"

"They were alone, Hina!" You shouted, years ago when you were only twelve and eyes aflame back from an island who had groups of children suffering. Orphans. Slaves. Parents away in other parts of the island, either not caring enough or just gone. Your hands shook from anger, your whole body seeming to wish to fight something. Anything. Despite how you and Vice Admiral Garp already took care of the perpetrators. Your buster sword towering over you behind your small back, needing to be slanted in order for you to walk. Yet, it did not take away how large you appeared with it. "No one should be alone! Never like that! They needed help...and no one was there...!"

The snail's eyes looked deep in thought, far and away as it's lips remained downturned. Flickering in emotion at her last two sentences. Hina gathered from her time with them and what little Smoker said that you were alone before he came along.

You need them.

Needed them.

And yet, they weren't there.

Due to a choice made and having to deal with the consequences of hopeful sky reaching dreams.

And now, cut off due to another choice. A line made and sides decided.

Although, Hina thought internally with a crumpled smile, You seem determined to not cut off our bond.

"...I have to go. I'll call you later."

The call ended with a Clack.

And Hina was left, sighing. Her eyes shined as she kept her grip on the speaker, smile paper thin.

"Liar." She bowed her head, letting tears flow down from her face as she covered her face, trying to muffle her sobs which only made her throat tighter. Her friends in pain and she is too and there's nothing to be done. "I didn't think so either."

There's nothing to be done when choices are made.

I hope you can find happiness in yours, (Y/N). Hina thought in between tears, falling down to the floor of her cabin if her gloved hand couldn't catch them. Letting the tears come now to be released so she can call the Hero next. He deserves to be told just as much, despite how it would pain him. For your sake.

"They were alone, Hina! No one should be alone! Never like that! They needed help...and no one was there...!"

"You think I didn't want to hear or read anything about you guys?!" Your eyes flashed, glassy as they were with tears at your next confession, dodging another metal rod that wished to ensnare you like a snake. "I would've willingly killed so many to get even a scrap! I would've done anything just for a picture!"

Please, Hina thinks desperately, don't be alone now. We can't be there, but find someone who can, (Y/N)!

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The nightmares are back.

It's constant now. The reprieve you had for the past few weeks were long gone, as if they never existed. That dreamless state you achieved ever since you defected a month ago(it's been that long already?) is but a flicker in your life now. A speck.

You were in your boat, laying down and lost in your thoughts cause that's all you had. Yourself and your thoughts. You couldn't keep yourself distracted long enough, even with you practicing katas or trying to meditate. The forefront of your mind was always Hina's face, her words, and the words and faces of others in your torturous dreams that make you wake up always in a cold sweat, chest heaving, heart a bird in your chest, and looking wildly around as you half gasped and half shouted. Only to meet the ocean, your boat, and your swords leaning against your sole mast. Your muscles aching although you haven't trained much at all. Always tensed up, never relaxing even while you sleep(it always started as resting your dry tired eyes but the nightmares ensnare you even with such simple intentions, your body exhausted) and you know you look like a mess. Days and nights passing by, sun and moon up and down along with the stars and you not pushing yourself enough to do basic hygiene.

Hair everywhere and tangled, skin looking (pale/ashen) with bags for eyes, clothes rumpled, hands trembling and you know you must smell too because you haven't taken your little bird baths that you do under the compartment door of your boat.

You constantly felt sick. You had no appetite. You barely managed to keep some water down, your stomach just wishing to purge everything which was dangerous out in sea. You might get scurvy.

But you didn't care.

You only saw faces. You only heard words. You only felt deteriorating shame and overwhelming guilt in your chest.

""You never listen!"  Hina's voice echoed in your nightmares. Her face full of anguish in front of you, but also anger twisting her features. A sneer of disgust even. The shadows and haze that comes with your nightmares making her expression that much darker. "You just charge ahead and hope everything works out. What about now, (Y/N)?! What about now?!"

You couldn't talk. You opened your mouth and nothing could come out.

"After your success, you should've came back like planned. Or not at all." You don't remember Hina saying that. That's what the nightmares did. Twist memories. Twist into something of what you think others are truly thinking. Feeling. Your deepest fears out in the open. Your mind mocking you with it. Hina here, laughed bitterly, hoarsely, like something caught in her throat. "What did you do, (Y/N)?! Why did you become what you swore you never would?! What happened to your dream?! Is that all you are? A pathetic girl who can't amount to a simple dream like that?"

Her contempt expression smoothed out, until you saw her tears fall from her face. From always stoic and cool Hina—tears. You were faced with uncomfortable vision and assumption that this is what she looked like soon after you had to leave her.(Again.) Red faced, and red eyes, all tense yet defeated and that agony, agony of what you did. (Treacherous, a voice in your head you couldn't see whispered within the standstill of your nightmares. Sometimes it was Smoker. Other times the Old Man. Even your mom. And other times, it was an amalgamation of everyone you let down or hurt. Assassinated. Killed. Even that captain Mokoko killed to save you in Karé.)

"You hurt me. Smoker's devastated. Garp the same. It wasn't supposed to be like this. You had a future. And you threw it away. You threw us away. Tell me...do you regret?"

I didn't, you wanted to say. Wanted to shout. A desperation to prove you wouldn't do that to them. Never treat them like trash. You wouldn't! I would never!

But you can't speak. Your voice captured when you were here. Sometimes you could speak but it was always when you were begging and pleading, just a spare few words before you could say anything again.

Hina's face switched, like a mask being taken off, the body deforming along with it, muscles enlarging and bones popping(the change was always so macabre, so dark. Was it a call back to bones you broke?) until you were met with Smoker. Except it wasn't as the last time you saw him with his buzz cut.

No. It was worse.

The small in stature kid in front of you, with eyes bigger due to youth and white with a hint of smoky teal hair up and rumpled, a bat with nails leaning against a slim shoulder. A rustle was made and you looked down just in time to see an equally messy dog, looking up at you with a whine and pawing the ground. Rocky, you recall. The name of Smoker's dog back when they were younger. A part of your adventures, making the duo a trio instead when he was still alive.

You were met with the end of a baseball bat, the young Smoker's eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Who are you?"

"I—" you were caught by surprise that you could speak but continued. "It's me, Smoker. It's (Y/N)."

If possible, his eyes narrowed even further. He tightened the grip around the bat and jabbed it closer to you until it was under your chin. Rocky started growling by his side, hackles up.

"Don't lie. I hate bullshit. The idiot I know may have a pirate father, but she'd never become like him!" He neared you, getting in your face and it was with bitter nostalgia seeing this Smoker again like this. More reckless emotion and cursing. And protective. Even though he's not aware that who he was speaking of was you. Once. The bat with nails are touching your neck now. And all you could do was let him as you looked down at him, eyes tight. Rocky barked at your feet, dangerously close with his teeth to your ankle. "Who the fuck are you?! Wearing my friends face?! So, who are you?! Did you kill her?!" He grabbed at your clothes, fisting them and forcing you down. You following the motion as you couldn't even look straight at him. Did I? Where did that person go? But Smoker had grit and he got in your face, brown eyes looking as if it was coal with how black they looked in his rage. "She wouldn't prove those bastards right like you!" An echo of a memory when you were fist met Smoker bounced along the nightmare, of not caring who you were, only the desire to be a marine and prove others wrong. "She'd never leave! She's an idiot but loyal! She wouldn't leave!"

Before you could even come up with an answer, an excuse, something—the body morphed again. Now it was an older Smoker, cigar in his mouth and hair cut to a buzz and a cruel gleam in his eyes. He still was fisting your clothes, except he now towered over you and blew smoke in your face making you cough. Your body shuddering at the remembrance of this imitation of Smoker. The one that would always torment you during your time in Cipher Pol within your nightmares.

"Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in," Smoker mocked. But this wasn't Smoker. It wasn't. "The no good monster with blood on her hands. You think I wouldn't call you a friend before? I won't ever now, traitor. Who would be friends with someone so disloyal? Turning your back on us?" He whistled, shaking his head at you as he still gripped the collar of your shirt. "You completely and wholeheartedly gave up. A quitter. Against the very group that brought you in. A monster. A traitor. A shirker. You have no sense of Justice it seems."

Something snapped in you, your eyes zeroing in and narrowing.

"What I was doing wasn't Justice! You don't understand—"

"No!" Smoker brought you closer by your collar, your feet off the floor and his hateful gaze was full front before you now as your noses touched. Him continuing to snarl out, "You just couldn't handle it! You saw corruptness and decided to run away!"

He threw you down, you skittering across the dreamscape floor and grimacing due to it. Once you came to a stop and looked up at him, you stilled. Smoker's eyes peering down at you with disappointment.

"You're a coward. What would Garp say?"

Smoker turned your back on him, and between one blink and the next, Old Man Garp's broad back faced you instead. Your eyes widened at the image.

More gray hair, and normally straight back shoulders slumped although his arms were in his standard position of being crossed. And yet, just from what you saw, you feel as if a breeze can take him down. Which it shouldn't. Nothing could bring the Old Man down.

Nothing.

There was a distance echo of words in your mind scape—a memory that always came and went within the recesses of your mind ever since you first heard them.

"I...heard of a y-young marine once—that t-travelled with Garp the Hero's ship and helped b-bring in all...types of criminals...years ago. A pupil. T-thought you died...being so absent for so long...and that so-called H-Hero looking p-pitiful. T-taking more hits...than usual." The salty pirate captain stated, implication clear. "You were j-just hiding than...? Oh how the mighty have fallen. What will...that Hero think of his pupil now?"

I did that, your lips wobbled, despite your gaze still in disbelief at the Garp before you, defeated and worn. Your hands clenched on the ground. I hurt him. I'm at fault.

"Oyaji..." Your lips immediately formed, because that's what you've always called him.

The Old Man.

Ever since he met you, all scratched and bruised and loud to hide how scared and tiny you were. But he bypassed all of that and brought you in despite your insults. The test you tended to do to see if people would leave when you were young. Sometimes even now. And yet, all he did was a Fist of Love, act angry from your words with a quick insult back, before going back to normal like nothing happened and continue to have you by him. Training you. Watching over you. Getting you out of trouble or becoming a part of it in their travels in his ship or in base. Your gaze always glancing towards him, always looking up at him to see how he would react. Your heart soaring and attempting to hide a pleased grin when you caught a prideful look or he would guffaw, large hand messily ruffling your hair. Or your relief after him yelling and a quick Fist of Love if you did something unwise, but only releasing a sigh and picking you up so you don't see his worried gaze. But you would catch it and you were just happy that he cared that much.

Because despite you meeting Smoker first, you were with the Old Man more due to how you travelled with him in his ship.

Because despite you meeting Raoul first, you were under Old Man Garp's wings more.

Because despite you being a pirate offspring, and him a famous marine, he believed in you anyway.

And yet, as this image of a defeated Garp before you turned his head slightly backwards to gaze down at you, all you saw was heavy disappointment.

"I never should have raised you."

Breath escaped you, a sucker punch to your chest as you could only watch wide eyed as he faded into dust before you.

Such simple words. And ones you never wanted to hear. With a look that you never wished to see.

Your eyes misted within the nightmare, screaming yourself hoarse and calling him to come back and to wait, hands desperately out. Because you can take his anger. You can take all of it. But never, never that.

A look within his brown eyes that displayed you were a failure and never should have believed you, never took you in, never raise you, never show you the wonders of adventures and saving and helping and camaraderie of marines.

You woke up with a half shout, tears falling from the corner of your eyes to your hairline due to your sleeping position. Only you to sit up, knees to your chest and crying to a fist as you could only think of that look, that stare, those sunk shoulders. You would cry some more as you thought of the others, of betrayal and hate and anger and failing to recognize who you are.

And this was the loop you fell into, whether the sun was burning your skin as you laid on your boat, eyes lost as you stared up or the moon and stars trying to comfort you with their beauty above the ocean view, or turbulent waves attempting to distract you and keep you attentive lest you fall from your boat.

(You did once. You didn't realize it until it was hard to breath, and you took a breath only for water to go in. Your body in automatic instinct as you swam up, coughing and hacking when you came up to the surface, grabbing and flopping over to the surface of your boat appearing like a wet dog attempting to be a starfish with the way you landed and shook your head to help with getting the salt water off of you.

You wondered briefly afterwords if you wanted to fade away like that. In the water, lost in your thoughts like you're lost in sea and adrift in what to do now after being met with the past.)

I don't want to die, you think with a frown, eyes pensive. I just want the nightmares to stop. I just want to focus on what I'm doing now.

And yet, your mind was a scrambled mess on what to focus on. Of choices you've made. Of people you've saved. Of people you've killed. Of the way you left Garp and the others. Of the way you left Cipher Pol. Of the way you were saved. Of the way you betrayed. Of the way you can move forward. Of the chance to achieve your dream with a proper teacher.

Of what your mother said, the words and her sneering face as she said it in your nightmares, and how it might be true.

"You managed to break hearts faster than I thought, starting with mine. (Y/N). You're going to hurt everyone. And you'll feel it too."

Of what others have said about you, towards you. All judgement and cruelty towards a child who didn't even reach their knees.

"What a savage child!"

"Completely feral, a demon!"

"Pirate spawn really are devils, look at that face!"

Of who you are.

"Who the fuck are you?!" The kid Smoker yelled in your face. It's eerie how accurate your mind recalls how he looked back then. And how hurt too. "Wearing my friends face?! So, who are you?! Did you kill her?!"

Of what you've done.

"What did you do, (Y/N)?!" Dream Hina mixed with Real Hina collided. "Why did you become what you swore you never would?! What happened to your dream?! Is that all you are? A pathetic girl who can't amount to a simple dream like that?"

Of how to cope.

"I never should have raised you."

Of how to move forward, when all you can think of is how you don't want to see Smoker's and the Old Man's face twisted like how Hina's was. You don't want to see the consequences of your actions.

Because Hina was right.

You're reckless. Once you feel something, you go ahead and do it without properly sitting down to think.

You didn't plan to collect beli from your room in Enies Lobby. You didn't plan how to get out of Water 7 due to that. You didn't pause to think of what your actions would do to the people of Gaising, abused by marines. Your need to help when someone asked it in Karé, you didn't properly take into account you would need help and you would've died if it wasn't for Mokoko. You threw caution away even when you were defensive in front of Shanks against Mihawk, knowing you would die if he struck but you did it anyways. Not even long ago when you punched that store owner for making your mother's eyes have tears, you did not think how it would affect her afterwards.

You follow your instincts without thinking of the consequences.

It's how you've always been.

But it's not like I didn't think of their feelings after I left Cipher Pol, you justified to yourself, biting your lip as you sat against the bow of your boat, unfocused eyes ahead on your swords against the main mast. I just...pushed them back. They have to understand that the World Government is crooked. The Old Man...he tried to warn me about it...! But I didn't listen. You covered your eyes with a palm, slamming the other with a fist harshly against the edge of the bow. I didn't think.

You stood quickly, boat slightly shifting with the sudden movement. You walked up to your swords, hand fluttering around the handles of each one.

Are you making excuses? Are you a coward? Are you actually that much different from how you were before like Hina implied?

Can I go back and be that person again?

No, you startled at the raspy yet cool voice, before recalling it as the one you heard before, when you killed that bandit and traitorous cowardly old man in the new island for the villagers Shanks and the others found. Just accept you're a monster. Others opinions don't matter. Do what must be done, coward. Fight.

"Hah...so even voices in my head think I'm one." You couldn't help but smile pathetically, as your fingers released their hold around the glinting Karasu. Kuroi ten'nosabaki looking steely and flashing it's metal reflection towards the katana. "This is so a new low."

Yet, you frowned in resolve.

I can't keep going like this. Your gaze focused ahead on the horizon, the sun starting to get closer and closer with the sky matching the slow change from bright blue to pink and orange with the ocean reflecting the colors back. Back and forth in my progress on who I am, what I must do, how I must act. You lift an outstretch clenched fist before you, covering the sun. I can't keep falling down each time I thought I took a good step. Why can't I stick with what I'm going to do?

Your hand falls back to your side, relaxing as the sun's rays met your boat and therefore your body. Only to clench both your hands at your side once more, jaw setting despite your (e/c) eyes filled with a mix saudade and a look one might find in a lost hurt animal yet with this gaze that maybe this person won't hurt them like the others.

You have to move forward. You have to achieve your dream.

And that involves taking the next step, and find the World's Greatest Swordsman's island.

If you can't be the person in your past again, so be it.

Despite repeating that to yourself, it didn't stop the insomnia and nightmares. Still, you carried on. You must. Catching something on the log pose that Kokoro gave you to use and following it where it leads. Soon after spotting the island with dense and large fauna along with multiple volcanoes, as well as what it seems to be two uniquely shaped...mountains?

Weird though, you think absentmindedly as you sail. The voice talks like Lucci.

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Amongst The Halls of the Tower of Justice, Whispers Abound—Enies Lobby

"Psst, hey. Did you hear? They haven't found that traitor yet."

"Yeah, they have no idea where she went. No one talked in Water 7 about a boat going missing. Or who assisted her. The bitch leaving her money on purpose to not have additional items to track her scent must've paid off."

"She's sure calculative. And managed to get the best of Lucci-San too!"

"Hush! Not so loud! Do you want to die?"

"A-ah, sorry!"

"Besides, based on the Director's words, she seemed to see herself as a seductress."

"Her? I didn't think Lucci-San could want to...be with someone like that. Besides, it seems he and some other agents might be moving on to an important mission. The most CP9 agents on a mission ever."

The agent sniffed, shrugging.

"A hole is a hole." The other agent's brows furrowing at the words but not denying it as he sighed. The vulgar agent moving on, not sensing someone around the corner within the shadows as they continued to stroll the halls. "Still, a man like Rob Lucci being so close to a traitorous foul blooded bitch like her...it's suspicious how easily she managed to leave..."

The furrowed brow lifted up in the other agent.

"Hey...you're not suggesting...what I think you are? Didn't you hear about what happened to Jabra-san? What he said to the others? Lucci-san never gives mercy to anyone...!"

The vulgar agent sneered.

"Except a hole apparently. He's like any man in the end." The other agent was silent, countenance in concentrated contemplation. "I'm not the only one suspicious you know," the vulgar agent added, "The way she left...the Director being punched without Rob Lucci blocking it...their relationship from before, despite the insults...it could all be a cover..."

"A cover for what?"

The vulgar agent opened his mouth to state the theory, only to be interrupted by heels. The sound of it making the agents jerk their heads to where it was coming from. Their eyes widening, before giving a quick bow of their heads.

"Miss K-Kalifa!" The more timid agent stated. "We didn't see you!"

"Is there something you need of us?" The other agent asked after giving his small nod in respect. Eyes sneakily raking over her body before meeting her eyes behind her glinting glasses. She didn't hear that, did she? Impossible. He gave a polite thin smile, which she returned easily, her eyes still hidden behind her flashing glasses as she motioned an arm before her, stepping to the side.

"Come with me, agents. There's an impromptu report that must be filled by you two specifically." 

With that, she started walking ahead of them. The two agents starting out of their shock and walking behind her. Not minding the way she swayed her hips naturally as she walked, their eyes following it.

Odd, the vulgar agent thought, what report exactly? We haven't left for a mission in some time. Is it another updated report if any of us saw that pirate bitch leave or saw any hints prior to that happening?

As if she can hear his thoughts, Kalifa spoke as she continued facing forward as they started to go up the stairs. Them walking underneath her and her wearing a skirt, well, it made their cheeks flush at the show.

"I'm sure you both are curious why I'm bringing you up to the roof of the Tower. But well..." She drifted off, pausing to turn her head to look at them a few steps, a sly look in her eyes and an alluring smile playing on her lips, playing with the collar of her shirt below her suit jacket. "Well, I feel as if a reward is in order. I've been watching both of you for quite some time. And I felt—"Kalifa's hand moved from her collar, down to her chest, to her abdomen, and to her hips as she tilted her head to expose a side of her neck.  The two agents following the movement as if in a trance. "That you two deserve a reward~." She purred before continuing to move forward, her glasses back in it's glinting state as she raked a hand through her short platinum blond hair, her face shadowed.

"What a score," the vulgar agent whispered to the other, making sure they're enough steps back so she wouldn't overhear. "Guess all that talk of 'sexual harassment' goes out the window with this. In the end, all women are the same and they just want it."

"B-But...isn't this...weird?" The other agent quietly spoke back.

"Hm?"

"Miss Kalifa's...just seems to be out of our league."

"Ha! Maybe out of yours." The vulgar agent put an arm around the other's shoulder playfully. "Don't worry. You can just watch if you want. Three is a bit crowded for this kind of party."

The agent's cheeks flushed.

"I—I...!"

The vulgar agent regarded the other for a moment before pushing him in joking manner away.

"Heh, so you are a man. Want to taste her too, do you? Now, she is a woman. A bit on the younger side, but a woman nonetheless."

"Nineteen isn't that young." The agent frowned. "The World's Government age of consent is younger than that."

The vulgar agent's brows rose in surprise, elbowing the man on the side.

"I changed my mind about you. Just make sure you don't get in my way."

The finally reached the door to the rooftop, Kalifa opening it and keeping it open for them as the two agents passed by her, each giving this own salacious smile or quiet undressing gaze. They walked ahead to spot some cushions and blankets at the edge of the roof, a view of Enies Lobby and the ocean's waves falling into the abyss that's below the always sunny island. Them taking in the view and noting how close the blankets were in concern before shrugging it off. An extra edge of excitement that they may fall if they're not careful just adds to their adrenaline. Kalifa quietly closing the door behind her, leaning against it for a moment as her eyes flitted towards the back of the roof that had a small clay made sheds as well as umbrellas, for the roof of the Tower was quite large and popular for sunbathing and relaxing.

She focused back on the duo.

The vulgar agent taking a look at her as he stood atop the blankets with his suit jacket gone and shirt already loosened, the other more to the side with just his jacket unbuttoned. She walked up to the blankets, and the crude agent reached first, but she stopped his hand by catching his wrist, lips in a line.

"That's sexual harassment."

The vulgar agent rolled his eyes. The other watching in attention.

"That again? You say that for anything." He leaned forward until his breath was on her ear. "When you want it anyways. You don't have to play hard to get with me. I can handle..." his mouth hit closer, a hair breath's away from touching her skin. "...your true self."

"Oh?" Kalifa said lightly, before cracking the wrist she held. He yowled only for a split millisecond before she used her heeled foot to kick him off the roof and for him to fall into the abyss below, too winded for him to even scream as he fell to his death. "Men never know when to stop. My words calling them out..." she gracefully lowered her lifted pale leg back down, uncaring eyes looking over the edge. "...has always been for good reason."

"W-Wha—?!" Before the other agent could finish, he suddenly felt tightness all around him, constricted where he could barely breathe.

Kalifa glanced at Kumadori who appeared next to her, passively watching his pink hair like a lion's mane wrapped around the man's body.

"This is getting out of hand. They are the seventh and eighth one who spoke of such talk." Kalifa fixed her glasses professionally, raking a hand through her short  blond hair as well. "Keeping such rumors from going wayward and to the higher ups appears like wishful thinking."

"Yoyoi! Not to fear, Kalifa." Kumadori did a twirl with his khakkhara staff, right eye lightly closed as he did his standard pose with his other hand guarded hand in front of him. "We can handle it all! Good that Jabra was the first to catch it. Dependable yes, astute eyes and nosy nose, what a wolf who hunts...!"

A round body rolled into the scene, stopping next to Kalifa's empty right side. A zipper unzipped.

"Chapapapa! No time for haiku's, Kumadori!" Fukuro squeaked in his high voice, arms crossing his large spherical body. "Perhaps I shouldn't have said anything after Jabra got choked out by Lucci, and he told me his thoughts of what actually happened with (Y/N), Lucci, and Spandam."

"You think?" Kalifa deadpanned as she needlessly fixed her glasses, making them glint.

"Cha...papa..." Fukuro sweatdropped, scratching his cheek.

"Yoyoi, it can't be helped," Kumadori intervened from the tongue lashing Fukuro has already gotten numerous times from all of them outside the uninformed distant Lucci. "We should start to plan how to tell Lucci of everything that is going around."

"Chapapa, no need! Jabra says Lucci should already know."

"What?" Kalifa exclaimed, brows up before settling as she put a gloved hand to her chin. "So he's keeping his distance for more reasons than we thought. Besides the way he sends agents who even look at him the wrong way to critical care. They might get amnesia thankfully with that. What I imagine to be his goal. Either way, good thing for us he's stopped sunbathing up on the roof so he doesn't hear these trash speak."

The reason why was unspoken between them.

"H-hey!" The other agent, that was still constricted with Kumadori's use of his hair, managed to squeeze out with the little breath he has. The three blankly turned towards him. "Wha—what you're doing—tre-treason...! You're kill...hckk...ing fellow agents...! For...rumors...?! That he started...!" The agent glared at Fukuro, who's eyes narrowed, cheeks flushing in anger.

"Papapa! I never twisted it like you grunts!" Fukuro shouted, visage twisted in such a way the agent has never seen from the stupid looking yet always seemingly happy Cipher Pol member. "I'd never spread anything that can truly hurt them! Or us. I say secrets, not gossip."

Them? The agent wondered briefly, eyes widening. Lucci-san and that foul blood?

"Yoyoi." Kumadori squeezed, looking oddly serious as he squeezed him tighter, the agent starting to see stars in his vision. "You should quiet now. You'll meet my mother soon. Don't set your eyes on her. This haiku," Kumadori's dramatically painted eyes both squinted into slits, as he shook his khakkhara staff to make the jingle, similar to the bell in Marineford to say farewell to those who passed on. "You shall remember."

"And none of you are us," Kalifa added, making a show of looking at her nails. "None of you are from Guanhao. The truetraining from Guanhao to be like us. You aren't part of us. We protect our own."

What?! She's not making any sense!

"B-but...hckk...! Is this about...our comments...?! I didn't say...what he said...! I'll...hfghh...keep...qui...et. From...all this..."

Kalifa's expression changed, jaw setting as her glasses glinted.

"You're innocent because you didn't verbally agree to that man? You said nothing. Not a pipe. Silence from men like you..." Kalifa curled her lip. "Might as well mean agreement." What?! She's fucking crazy! "And don't think I didn't hear your whispers behind me. We'll make sure to protect young girls from you."

His vision moved from stars to seeing spots, but no, he can't. Not like this.

They're not making any sense!

"T...hat...whore," he managed to spat, the three CP9 agents staring hard down at the man but he continued. "Isn't...even...from Guan...hao... so why...?"

"We protect our own."

She's not even from there! Why do they care?! She was just a job! Didn't they all...hate each other...?!

The three agents regarded the choking agent for a moment, his eyes starting to turn bloodshot. But they didn't see that.

Kumadori, the one who taught you techniques and the other Rokushiki you didn't know for the first four months when you transferred over. Personally seeing how headstrong, unrestrained, and carefree you were before your demeanor started to change due to the profession and the treatment from everyone else. Of your words of amazement at his moving hair by using Seimei Kikan. "Whoa! That's so awesome! How do you do that?! Teach me that too!" The exuberant verbiage went down after time passed, but Kumadori would still feel embarrassingly prideful when he would catch your awed eyes looking when he used the technique. As well as when you would quietly admit when he did an impressive haiku, giving a quick short claps, with reserved humor in your eyes. "Best one you've had in awhile. You might get into that famous theater after all." "Yoyoi! Your words are too kind for such talk!" "...your hair is dancing all happily around you and you've said before you want to be a main act there."  "What an embarrassment, Yoyoi. Seppuku!" "That's unnecessary...!"

Kalifa, who did her best to teach you about how to truly dress up as a woman despite your complaints. As well as how to live like one. Kalifa felt as if she was the older one instead of you throughout all of this. Especially since their talk about why she acts the way she acts as a woman and for men to know their place. How you gave her an appraising look, a newfound respect in your eyes that you tried to hide. Your next words making her surprisingly flush at how your words could've been taken differently, yet you said it so sincerely and casually. It proved how dangerous you could be as a charming woman. More so after Kalifa dressed you up in a tight black slitted dress for a mission when you were nineteen to her sixteen, your cheeks appearing heated and you looking embarrassed when you saw yourself in the mirror with your hair and light makeup done, touching the strapless dress with a gloved hand, the black gloves coming up to your biceps. "I look..." "Stunning?" Kalifa proudly fixed her glasses. "Thank you. I don't do mediocre work." "I don't think you're the one that's supposed to say thanks," you deadpanned before your uncomfortable flustered look came again when you glanced at the mirror once more. "I look weird. This is more something you can pull off." "Tsk, flattery will get you nowhere. And you're speaking nonsense. Learn to be bold. You are when you speak your mind. Towards Lucci specifically." "That's different. I look different. How am I supposed to fight in this anyways?" "I am perfectly capable. Which means you are." An interesting look passed in your round eyes, before they lowered and looked to the side, cheeks heated. "...thanks." "For whatever for?" "Don't know. Just felt like saying it."

Fukuro, who couldn't keep quiet about anything. A lover of speaking and over sharing other's lives, an eager part of the audience that wished to be a participant. Vicariously living through others by spreading their thoughts and actions that were meant to be kept hidden. Having to share and can't keep quiet. Fukuro knew you were like that too, when you first arrived. They were similar in that. Before you started biting your tongue that Fukuro is sure is scarred over and clenched your fists tight when Spandam became the new Director two years ago. Although, before with Spandine you tended to keep quiet, but not as greatly as after that. Fukuro knows you have trouble keeping quiet, and yet you don't share as much as you need to. Or should. Watching you is so exciting after all! Even though Jabra is more fun to watch too. The faces you two make when caught is hilarious. Was. Was hilarious. Like when he caught you in the library reading something intently after three years with them, and muttering. It looked like it was a standard book about policies of a New World kingdom Fukuro recalls, Redrosa or Ressroda or Dress something along those lines. Which made it suspicious as he stood behind bookcases, trying to peek and see what you were actually reading, sneaking to the bookcase several feet behind you, you so concentrated on your reading, your senses being dulled. So when Fukuro caught the childish drawings and simple explanations on each page of how to treat a certain type of animal and what to expect, Fukuro couldn't help his sputter to a laugh. Your head whipped back, face caught and red as you snapped the book shut. "Wha—Fukuro?! What are you—I mean. Uh. Can't you see I'm studying for a potential mission?!" "Chapapapa! Yes, and I don't have zipper for a mouth! Chapapapa!" Your face made an interesting color, desperation being added. "You didn't see anything...! And if you did, you actually didn't." "Chapapapa! So there's no book hidden that you were actually reading? I believe the title was Feline Understanding: How to Raise and What to Expect. I think the page you were looking at had a childish drawing of a kitten hissing and puffing their tail." "Look—" You took a breath, looking lost for a moment on how to keep him quiet. Whether it was for your sake that Lucci doesn't find out due to you trying to understand him or due to it being practically a children's book on cats, Fukuro wasn't sure. But it's funny! And a perfect secret! It's been boring and not much to talk about lately, stagnant like how he remembered his island being before the World Government took him to Guanhao. A realization flashed in your eyes before you looked to the side, disappointed. "Man. After all that work! Jabra is gonna be pissed." Fukuro's ears twitched. ""Chapa? Jabra?" You nodded solemnly, lifting the hidden book between you two. "Jabra was the one that gave me this in the first place a few months ago. He had another idea for a prank against Lucci and wanted me to be involved. It required a knowledgeable touch however, and two people. So he gave me the book to help find ideas to prank Lucci due to his Zoan fruit." Fukuro looked eager. "Chapapa! So what was the prank?" "I'm not telling you!" You were back to appearing upset. "You can't tell anyone what Jabra was planning! It involved Lucci's favorite fish, a mouse, a feather toy, a box, a pack of wolves and everything!" "...chapapapa. Right." Fukuro made a motion of zipping his mouth instead of actually doing it. "Consider it a secret." "A secret of Jabra's master plan. Hopefully he doesn't pin its failure on me..." "Chapapapa! So it was all his idea? Got it! See you later, (Y/N)!" A little after that, it was chaos with Jabra screaming, rumors and whispers abound, and Lucci looking more irritated than usual. But one grab of his arm from you, to tug him away to spar instead of being pissy at Jabra and in turn sparing Jabra,  everything calmed down. Fukuro never spoke about his theory of whether you were embarrassed about being caught with the book at all or due to you actually wanting to understand Lucci. ...at least not until a few days passed. But it got covered up due to Jabra's clear failure of his plan that he kept denying.

You were distant due to their own distance. And right when there may have been a shift, Spandam became Director.

You got quiet and could be snappish. Standoffish.  At times a melancholic look if left to your own thoughts for too long.

But the times you did a short laugh, a chuckle, a smile no matter how small—the moments in between when your guard was low along with their's—there was a change.

The choking agent must've spotted their gazes, glinting. The silence as the answer to his question. The dying agent's vision only black and his hand loosening from Kumadori's strands till it fell. His last thought being:

They're all liars.

Kumadori threw the dead body over, it falling to the abyss down below the island, following the others back to the door to head back down to meet Blueno on his end to change reports based on your location to send agents towards you.

After all, their leader in everything but name is determined to catch you himself. Nothing wrong with a hand.

They watch their own after all.

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You munch on a particularly comically humongous piece of (meat/vegetable) that you (killed/foraged) to get, juice falling down your chin as you hummed casually, the towering tree you chose as your spot with its stretching branches that appear to touch the clouds shaking with the threat of it falling, the earth shaking.

Leaves rained down on you, you paying no mind as clanks and cracks reverberated throughout the whole island as you watched.

"Can't wait to go back to Elbaf after this! Right, Dorry?!"

Clash!

"Aye, Brogy! The food and our fellows await me, since I shall defeat you today, Brogy!"

Clash!

The forms of the giants as large as mountains, causing a tremor for each step and each attack, each swing of their weapons that caused a whiplash. The powerful gale making you have to hold onto your hat as you continued munching on the other.

Little Garden, the tropical and astoundingly humid island that made your clothes stick to your skin due to it, was quite a place to land. Exotic birds with feathers in every shade of the rainbow flit through the sky. Insects of all kinds, some you haven't seen before, the bright colors disguising how deadly they truly were and you being vigilant to avoid them.

Amongst the verdant greenery, other creatures of the island make their homes. Exquisite reptiles at times as large as the two giants battling before you, slither through the undergrowth, their scales glinting in the dappled sunlight. In the crystal-clear streams that wind through the island, schools of colorful fish dart about, creating a shimmering tapestry of aquatic life in the deep and dense rivers and lakes.

But what truly captures your attention are the two awe-inspiring giants that inhabit the island since you first landed here in your dichotomy of depression and repression of said depression. Their presence is as immense as the ancient mountains that dot the horizon, as well as the two downed skeletons of dinosaurs that each giant chose as their campsite based on the skeletons location. Towering over everything, they seem to be living embodiments of the island itself. Their muscular frames are weathered and rough, not much different to the dinosaurs here.

Brogy,  with a wide grin under his blond beard shaped like an axe's blade,  clothes that are typical of Elbaf's warrior vikings which consists of red overalls with fur lining and yellow pants along with a red helmet with two horns. And Dorry who is bare chested that was partially covered due to his long beard that went all the way down to his armored sternum, dark green pants with fur lining and a helmet that partially covered his eyes.

When you first arrived, you were on Brogy's side of the island in a river channel. One moment you were sailing and trying to find good spot to dock, the next—a reptilian head the size of a boulder popped out from the water, hissing and shrieking as it's only warning and wishing to snap you and your boat, it's back that had a spiky sail for a spine being the only other feature you observed before slicing its head away from its body with a quick vicious flash of Karasu. The head still being airborne only for a hand the size of a caravel ship to catch it.

You blinked up at it. Moving your head ridiculously backwards to see.

Only to meet the giant the hand is connected to, with a large grin.

"Oh, thank you for this," he said, moving to pick up the disconnected body before it floated away due to the river's currents. The fifty foot large dinosaur looking small in the giants hand. You blinked again. "Spinosaurus' have a fishy yet meaty taste. It's quite delicious! Gababababa! Would you like to join me since you caught it? The name is Brogy!"

You stared, head staying all the way back. You sheathe Karasu doing so before crossing your arms, expression serious.

"You're welcome. And okay. Please don't sneeze on me."

"Eh?"

You point up towards his nose, the nostrils the size of an entrance to a cave.

"Please don't inhale too near me either. I don't feel like becoming a snot in my life."

He blinked at you. Slowly. Before laughing his thunderous laugh, easygoing despite the strange words. Taking your acquiesce as it was, him turning and you following him, an easy leap up to his shoulder with Karasu and Kuroi ten'nosabaki loyally in tow.

He asked directly if you were around giants before, you answering as a yes. The marines had a Giant Corps after all. And you did have one sneeze on you. You actually shrieked. To be fair, the others did too. Only for some of the snot to drip down onto said open mouths from said shrieking. It can be a messy affair(and vomit inducing). As for the inhaling...his nostrils just brought you some concern. You pointed it out to him nonchalantly and it only made him laugh harder, his shoulders shaking that it made your feet unsteady but you held onto his ear to stay stable.

When they reached his campsite, the skeleton of a monstrous dinosaur that must've been what you mistakenly thought as mountains beside them, he began to cook. You making observations of everything. From his large weapons to the grand campfire and used bones of his past meals, to even skeletons that were human.

You paused to stare, one eye slightly shadowed under your cap as it met an empty skull's eye sockets.

While you were analyzing and assessing, Brogy did his own side glances at you as he finished up the food that you graciously gave him as well as fruit you spotted as a side that he deemed safe.

A hardened marine, Brogy observed the moment he saw you, tired eyes and sullen face yet a body that is ready to attack in a moment's notice. Although you're trying to hide it. You have no indication you were with others due to your boat, yet experienced with giants and large animals that others have died from. (To be fair, him and Dorry get into it when they battle so they don't always sees what's on the ground until it's too late. Thankfully hasn't happened often, untrained humans are just fragile towards everything.) A deserter then. You seem alright. Maybe you just need some company to help with that look?

You glanced up at Brogy when he passed you a piece of (meat/fruit) that he prepared, saying a thank you with a smile before eating. You've determined he's a good guy. Not the type to kill out of cruelty or lack of reason. He was friendly the moment he saw you. And quite funny.

Because there's no way you're in the Grand Line again. That's impossible.

At your dismissive flap of your hand and disbelieving smile, Brogy blinked at you, smile frozen on his face as he sweatdropped.

"It's true. You're in Little Garden. A prehistoric island within the Grand Line."

"Pfft! Yeah, right. That's impossible. I was just in the East Blue and I didn't travel through the Calm Belt this time."

This time? Brogy thought, before lowering his food.

"Hmm...if you were in the East Blue but didn't go through the Calm Belt...you could've been sucked into a whirlpool or a traveling waterspout. Gababababa! But you would've recognized it since you're an experienced marine!"

"I think I would've known that too and I'm actually—" You stopped mid sentence, eyes wide. You fell at one point off your boat without realizing it. Was it actually a whirlpool that took you and your boat under and spat you back out in the Grand Line? The East Blue may be the most serene, but an ocean is an ocean. You're back in the Grand Line...! "I'M BACK IN THE GRAND LINE?!"

You still had food in your mouth, the sudden shout making a piece go to your throat and make you choke. Hands to your throat in surprise as you hacked only for the piece to fly out your mouth due to a flick of Brogy's finger to your back. You also flew forward and smacked your face against the ground due to the force.

"You okay?"

You lifted your head, face dirty and crumbs around your mouth, teeth sharp.

"TOO AGGRESSIVE!" You fixed yourself, rubbing your heated cheek with the back of your hand, embarrassed. "Thank you though."

Brogy stared at your pouting abashed expression, charmed. And impressed. He did his best to be gentle, but you took it easily. You're quite polite for a marine.

It was then a volcano erupted. Brogy grinned, getting up as he said it's finally time again. At your question of where he's going since he didn't finish his food, Brogy's eyes flashed.

"What a warrior does. Fight!"

"Uhhh. Fight who?"

"Dorry. He's a warrior from Elbaf too," Brogy answered easily, picking up his axe and casually checking its sharpness with a look. "Perhaps this will be the day that I win...!"

"Oh!" You exclaimed. "So you guys are sparring! Is that why you're so far away from Elbaf?"

"Gababababa!" His laughter made the ground tremble. Your brows furrowed in bewilderment. "Sparring? Warriors don't spar!" Brogy's eyes glinted, his grin sharp and serious. "We fight to the death!"

Your eyes widened.

"W-What?! How long have you guys been fighting like this?! Why?"

Brogy shrugged easily.

"I don't even remember why we started fighting. But it's been a hundred years now." Your jaw dropped to the floor as you made a loud exclamation. Brogy carrying on like you said nothing. "It was an argument but...Gababababa! Who cares about silly things like that! I just want this 60, 756th fight as my win!"

Your jaw dropped before your eyes fell to the ground in thought as Brogy passed you.

"...hey."

Brogy paused, glancing down at your tiny form, spotting your tense shoulders.

"All this...the way you're acting like whatever happens happens yet you give it your all, despite how you seem to keep losing...is it really only pride that is pushing you both?"

A beat passed.

You heard Brogy shift behind you, you turned your head to see he had his free arm up and to his side, as if to guide you. His gaze welcoming yet resolved.

"Watch and learn, polite marine."

And this is how you're here.

Making sure you move at times with the use of Geppo or the more efficient Kamisori or else you'll get sliced by the whiplash of an axe or sword. They were giving it their all, eyes only on each other and the swing of their weapons. There was no holding back, each swing and movement was meant to be fatal. And yet they were joking, grinning the whole time, eyes sharp yes but the camaraderie was palpable along with the natural tension that comes with a fight.

You couldn't keep your eyes off them, Awe clear yet lost in your own thoughts.

I've never had a fight like that before. You frowned to yourself, hands clenching around a tree branch. Friends, but fighting to the death. They don't hate each other at all. It's more than pride, an axe and a sword clashed, the ground reverberating from movement and booming laughter, it's fun...!

You have no problem with fighting. You never have. It's all you've known and will continue to know due to your dream. You loved a good fight. It was just most of your opponents were jerks or bastards so it took some of the enjoyment off. You enjoy the challenge. Like how Dracule Mihawk displayed the difference between you two.

And, it's something you and Lucci clicked on.

You put a hand to your scarred cheek.

Will we...fight like this one day?

Your brows furrowed at your words of farewell to Lucci.

"This is a promise. Only you can capture me from CP9. If I lose to you someday, then so be it. You'll give me to Enies Lobby. But, only until you beat me and successfully capture me. Those are the rules. "

"And what if I can just kill you?"

"Then so be it. You're my comrade, so do what you best see fit."

You frowned, dropping your hand away from your face. There's no point in thinking about such things now.

You need to stop looking back. Like how these giants are.

Your eyes widened, gasping as something clicked in your mind.

Like the giants...!

So that's it. Your lips quirked, anxious yet eager.

You have to be like these giants then. Keep moving forward, go with the flow happy attitude like how you were before and like them, and everything will be okay.

You can do this. You can be like who you were before. Stop focusing on the past, and what if's, and how the people you've left will react.

You may not be fully how you were before, but so what? Everything will come together, everything will be okay. You just have to act like these giants here.

Have a face that everything will be alright and eventually it will be.

Also, of course, to never let go of your pride and have fun in everything. But you don't think you've changed there.

Your smirk widened.

"I see. So I just have to be like that. I can do that."

You might be a monster, but you'll be you too. You'll make sure of it.

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"So?" Brogy stated after you both went back to his camp. Although you were able to greet Dorry, who Brogy gave some of the meat you killed too. He seemed quite thankful based on how thundering his voice was at the type of meat it was. Spinosaurus is quite popular with them. Dorry gave you the same questions of you being a marine but at this point, you just didn't correct. They seemed to be aware you weren't a run of the mill marine anyways. They departed after Dorry also gave Brogy a large trout he caught for a trade, Brogy practically sparkling at it. Which he is eating right now after cooking it. "What did you think?"

You looked up at him from your seat on the log, casually leaning your arms on your knees and gave a humored grin.

"Definitely more than pride. I can relate to you guys I think. I love fighting myself." You palmed Karasu on your hip in thought, eyes shifting down. "I wish I had something close to what you guys have." You met Brogy's eyes. "You guys are really good friends."

Brogy grinned around his fish.

"Gabababababa!" Your eyes popped out, getting up to dodge a stray crumb that almost got you from his mouth. You reallydidn't want that to land on you. You cringe at the saliva falling from the crumb. Brogy not paying any mind even at your noise of disgust and false annoyance. You can't be truly mad at a person who laughs so freely like this. "A marine that has warrior tendencies! What a rare find!" Brogy stopped and gave you a curious look. "Say, what are you going to do to get out of here? Do you have a log pose? It'll take a year for it fix itself."

You flapped an uncaring hand, the other to your hip.

"Nah. I've just been going where the sea takes me."

"Gababababa! Letting fate give you its course?"

You shrugged a shoulder, smile light. Kuroi ten'nosabaki gleaming and Karasu glinting in the sunlight.

"Maybe." You don't really believe in it. Maybe lucky coincidences. Although sometimes it's funny to think about. Your expression turned thoughtful. "Is there any surprises I might find to get out of here?"

Brogy nodded, leaning his head towards you.

"It's difficult due to the Sea Kings that are waiting outside the current to take you back to sea. There's a particular large goldfish looking one that's always eager for some little humans."

"Sea Kings, huh..." Your boat is too tiny to take on many Sea Kings. You got lucky that the Sea King you rode practically launched you from one sea to another. Your eyes brightened. You pointed at Brogy, grin sharp. "Hey! I have an idea!"

Brogy's brow arched, only for them to rise as he heard said plan before he fell back in laughter, holding his stomach and causing an earthquake from his fall.

"Gabababababa! What a crazy human you are!"

Your sharp grin widened, practically a smirk that could cut, pride palpable.

"For what I must do for my dream, I think I have to be."

"Oh?" Brogy sat in attention, leaning his head down more towards your straight form. "And what's that?"

You tipped your cap, an eye shadowed.

"Only the world's strongest woman. And everyone will always know."

Brogy matched your sharp grin.

"A gutsy warrior if so. You might have to compete with my fellow beautiful giants for that."

Your eyes did not falter as they met Brogy's.

"I'll fight anyone and win for it."

"...heh." Brogy's head tilted at you in a semblance of a nod, appraising. "What a day that would be. A human beating a giant in strength."

"One everyone will remember."

"I see." Brogy stood up, grin ever present and approving. "Let's go with this plan of yours than. And may God Elbaf watch over you, gutsy marine. I pray that you make through this and achieve the impossible."

You stood, putting a hand to your neck and cracking in preparation.

"No such thing. I'll make it possible. But thanks, big guy."

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The plan was simple.

Your boat and yourself on the dull side of Brogy's axe, the sail in your hands to act like a parachute for your plan.

Brogy swung. And you flew above. The weight of Kuroi ten'nosabaki helping you stay somewhat down to make sure you're able to create the parachute when you need it.

You spotted the Sea Kings below, bypassing them due to the force of Brogy swing. Your hair whipping in your face, the wind cutting your cheeks, and hysterical laughter escaping.

This is way too fun! You turned your head, throwing a thankful smile over your shoulder and hoping Brogy could see it as he waved at you, his form now growing tiny. Thank you for everything. I needed to see you both. I hope you guys can find a solution despite it all.

You focused back on ahead, preparing for the sail to be a parachute to the island that you can spot in the distance.

The next adventure. Until I find your island, Dracule Mihawk...!

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In an island where the stench of blood is still stuck, war still fresh and baboons with mimicked bloodlust because that is all they saw, a torn castle stood. Some parts needing to be cleared from fallen debris, a mess in certain rooms with broken glass and fallen beams, already having dust in others along with cobwebs. The epitome of cold and stark and dark, everything that signals a silent cry of want of what it once was.

And within it, in a darkened room with a red velvet chair that surprisingly withstood the past attacks, a black cloak over the back of the chair by a window overlooking the foggy island, red wine swirled in glass. A newspaper to the side atop a side table holding the headline: "Silver Blood Escaped Black Cage Corps! The Slippery Ex-Marine!"

The stray is lost. Golden eyes peered out the window, frown heavy as he let out a sigh. She is lucky I follow my whims as they come. Any longer, lost dog...

Dracule "Hawkeyes" Mihawk recalled resolute (e/c) eyes, no hint of fear in a meeting of Warlord's and staring straight on. The raised chin of defiance at his words back in the island. Your skin holding beads of sweat, graceless upon the ground and eyes wide at the fact you would've perished if he truly wished it. Only for a shaky grin to rise, your eyes seeming to glitter. What made his curiosity flicker.

Dracule "Hawkeyes" Mihawk, the World's Greatest Swordsman who is stoic and golden eyes ever seeing and always critical, smirked, eyes alight.

Dog who shall never be chained again. Not cowed or shall bend. Mihawk smirk widened a smidge before it fell like it didn't exist and took a sip of his red wine. Show me what you've shown Akagami, loyal stray.

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Along the East Blue Sea— A Small Boat Afloat

"Do you know where we're going, fanboy?"

"My name is Jet! And I don't see you helping!"

"I have never travelled outside my island. I trusted your expertise but," A sigh. "It seems you are lacking."

"H-Hey! I might not be a good navigator but we can't just keep going to every island and asking around where (Y/N) went! It's a total fail! It's like she completely disappeared!"

"The fanboy stalker can't find his victim."

"YOURE AS GUILTY AS ME! AND IM NOT A STALKER!"

A twitch of the lips.

"...so a fanboy?"

"...I hate you."

"Ugh, save me from my misery, Koki." A rough voice spoke in Zuko's mind space. "Our descendant needs lessons on being an adventurer."

Zuko pretended to not be offended by that outwardly, but it didn't stop from Jet looking at him bizarrely as his red eyes looked tight.

"You know I didn't actually mean the other thing, right?"

"I like you," Zuko replied blandly.

Jet's eyes widened before they narrowed, teeth sharp.

"STOP DOING THAT AND SAY WHAT YOU MEAN! WERE YOU REALLY OFFENDED?!"

"Stop it, Rai." The quieter yet firm voice of Kokiri answered. Zuko felt a gentle prodding from the rose colored hair ancestor. "Sometimes, it is best to use what is around you when you lack knowledge."

Zuko's brows came together before Jet called out there's a merchant ship a few miles away. Zuko leaned over and squinted his eyes to read the name of the vessel, before spotting something interesting under it.

"Destination to the Grand Line..." Zuko muttered.

Jet and Zuko glanced at each other, expressions set.

Jet did a slanted grin, hands atop his hilts of his two swords.

"Guess we’re finally on the same wavelength."

"Hmph." Zuko answered, but his lips were slightly up in victory as well.

"Well, somewhat." Jet added with a roll of his eyes.

Merchant ships have seasons under them as well. Only makes sense you might already be in a different sea. You're of a different caliber after all.

In that, they both agree.

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You landed on the odd island during nightfall. The island looking like a round brown ball from above as you going down towards it in your boat parachute. It looked suspicious. But you needed to rest and it had a small stream going through it.  You didn't get a chance to do a full wash back in Little Garden besides the important areas, so you really need to now.

Afterwards, you rested on the island underneath the sole tree that was there and woke up with a startled curse due a dream. You shook your head, rubbing your face and moving on to your boat to get to the next island as quickly as possible.

Your mind on autopilot, resolute to find Dracule Mihawk's island already. Nothing has looked familiar thus far so you'll keep moving through islands until it looks like where you were when the Sea King launched you. You spotted two or three islands as you were in the air despite your hysterical laughter and screaming. You have confidence you can recognize them.

Now to get there. That's the problem...

Moving on from that, it only took you a few hours to reach the next island at a port, now early morning based on the sun's position. You placed your boat off to the side in the smallest deck you can find, already starting to feel your skin heated from the sun bearing down.

You released a huff of air, wiping a bead of sweat going down your temple as you finished tying it up. You took a look around.

The porttown was already bustling. Many ships in every deck, you were lucky to find your tiny little one off to the side. Supplies moving to and fro from ships as well as from shops onto caravans with camels. The smell of different types of perfume wafting your nose as you walked through the small little shops, people brushing your body due to how large the crowd was.

Is it normally like this?

You glanced around, interest at the clothes everyone had as well as they seemed to have no trouble from the sun and how the sand only added to the dry heat. It was long sleeved coats it seemed, as well as a turban covering their head, rope woven in to encircle around. While others were more...scantily clad when it came to the women. Bras for tops and beads and see through fabric over their knotted skirts at the hip with bright colors, some even had see through fabric like a mask over their nose and mouth, only alluring eyes being shown. Them seeming to be dancers.

You met one's eyes, her spotting your marine hat before winking at you salaciously.

Your eyes widened as you flushed slightly at the look, quickly turning away and walking faster to a supply shop.

There must be a red light district area around here too. So not just dancers then. People always seem to have a thing for marines like Hina said before.

Before you could even think back at last seeing your friend, you heard a giggle behind you. You ignored it. You don't go that way anyways but the attention is always embarrassing!

You need to find a place to get a change of clothes so you can wash the ones you have properly. You were only able to put some water on it in the stream of the past island. And despite you using the oils you were given by the people of Karé, they can only do so much for your clothes. You need some grub as well. Perhaps they have some better maps around the Grand Line too. There seriously needs to be someone that can draw more maps. Cause this is so annoying!

After a quick stop at a bar for a snack and drink, you moved towards the stalls where there seemed to be supplies. Looking around to see what you need and find some clothes. You'll properly eat a meal later.

"Come on, gentlemen! This is an extraordinary find! You can only find this here!"

"I...I don't know. This doesn't seem real. A golden apple?"

You passed the customer and the stall owner of said golden apples, focusing on the long sleeved garb that you've now found out is called a thawb. But maybe you should change your pants...the black pants is stifling in this heat. And their harem pants look light and airy enough. Ah, but what about your boots?

"My, my, sir! How about this, I'll give it to you half off of the original price. How does five million beli sound?"

Your eyes darted at the price.

Five million?! For what?!

The humble clothed customer, who had the appearance of a goat with his long face and some of his gray hair covering his bespectacled eyes along with two parts of it appeared like horns, just looked a mix of uneasy and doubtful more than shock at the price. Hand to his curled and long goatee bearded chin in thought.

"Ah...but does this really give immortality?" Your eyes narrowed behind your cap at that. "And I have to get one for my fiancé too...so the price doesn't really matter if it'll end up the same as the original price. I won't save. And ahhh," The goat appearing customer put his hands to his goat horned hair, heavy concern palpable. "What about if we have kids? I don't want to outlive our children...!"

The stall owner grinned greedily, pulling out an extra three "golden" apples from under his table.

"Why~, you can just pay for them ahead of time~. How many children you think you'll have?"

The customer blushes under his straight gray bangs.

"I-I-well, I—I don't—we haven't really talked about how many. I mean—" He waved his hands in front of him frantically, anxiety rising. "W-we've talked about children but the number—I—I need to talk to my fiancé really about all of this—"

"You don't have to," the owner said slyly, leaning against the table casually. "You have to take the lead if you're going to be her husband. Besides...you don't want her to die, do you?"

The customer's head darted up, his bangs moving and you spotted his wide gray eyes.

"I...I—"

You slammed a hand to the stall, leaning over the owner with eyes shadowed.

"That's enough," you commanded, the owner's breath hitching but frozen in his leaned over position due to your cold anger. You turned your head at the customer, his eyes widening in recognition at your hat.

"A marine...?"

The owner sputtered, paling as he shrunk back.

"A marine?!"

You sent the customer a comforting quirk of the lips before you straightened, jutting a thumb at the owner.

"He's lying to ya, mister. Don't listen to him. There's no such thing as immortal apples."

"What...? But he said...!"

You shook your head, glancing at the owner with disgust.

"He tricked you. And tried to use your loved ones to get what he wanted too." You leaned your upper half over the table separating you and the backpedaling owner who fell back, his back to the wall of his stall. Your buster sword glinting in the sun behind you in clear threat. The owner swallowed dryly. "Pretty messed up thing to do. Using your clear concern and love for your fiancée, even your future kids...just to make an extra buck."

"H-Hey! It's not just an extra buck!" The owner defended loudly. "I would've made a lot of money! Wouldn't you do anything for that amount?!"

You frowned heavily, eyes flashing coldly and sharp. The owner choked and practically hid his head in his shirt.

"I've never cared about money." You stated harshly, your stifling presence suffocating the owner and making him lie down against the floor, as if showing his stomach in submission would make you stop. "Money has no importance to me. It does nothing except fill an empty room."

The customer blinked behind you at your knowing tone.

She sounds like that is something she has seen, The older man stopped his fidgeting and straightened in attention before putting a hand to your shoulder. A shakily smiling and eyes meant to say it's alright if his bangs weren't in the way when you turned your head towards him.

"It's okay, Miss..."

"You can just call me (Y/N)."

"Miss (Y/N)."

"Just (Y/N)," you repeated.

The kind goat looking man smiled wryly.

"Right. It's okay. Just report to others his trickery and I'm sure everything will be handled. Nothing

else more extreme is necessary."

Your brows rose.

"You sure?" You motioned your head at the cowering owner on the floor. "I can punch his lights out for ya, mister. Used to squashing bugs."

The owner squeaked.

The customer shook his head, his smile looking anxious but he kept his hand on your shoulder.

"Call me Gota. I'm not too old, you know! I'm 36!"

"Oh. Okay...?" You won't point out his gray hair. You glance down at the owner, who was quickly putting his apples and other supplies in a knapsack only to drop it at your critical (e/c) gaze underneath your MARINE cap. "Scram." The owner bounced up and disappeared towards the back as if he was never there. You turned, eyes and demeanor casual as if nothing occurred, a hand to a hip and the other motioned ahead. "Come on, Gota. I think we should find your fiancée if you're falling for this type of bull." You snorted, laughing. "You're a little air headed, huh?"

Gota sweatdropped at the switch, as well as flushed in embarrassment.

How deadly! Gota walked beside you despite that, you seeming to prattle on with hands behind your head about it's busy over here and he should really not fall for stuff like that. He relaxed as you went on, looking interested at some stalls they passed and asking him some questions about them with him explaining. Giving his own advise that you should buy your own desert ready clothes and the best would be in Nanohana outside of the capital Alburna. You just shrugging it off and replying you'll get it once you know he's not gonna fall for something like that again. You laughed at his flushed expression and he couldn't find himself to be too angry. You're kind too. I should make a donation to the marines. I wonder what unit you're in...

After a few moments, he stopped in the middle of a less crowded area. You taking note of it after a few steps, throwing a befuddled look his way. He wrung his pale hands in front of him.

"I...can I confess something to you, Miss—I mean (Y/N)?" At your silent nod, he released a breath of relief. And everything just came out. "I...I don't think I deserve my future wife. Anastasia...She's just...she's just so beautiful and when she laughs, it is as if she is the sun, the moon and the stars itself. Bright and gleaming but not too harsh—although she can be if needed. But also...soft... She's beautiful and cute even without laughing and when she pouts and I—just—" He doesn't why he's even telling you this. He laughs pathetically, hand covering his face. "I'm just...scared if I deserve her...I-I don't know if it's cold feet...or, or just nerves because it's so close but...!" He felt his throat tighten, his eyes watery and hot. "I just...want her to be happy...! And I know she loves it when I make my goat face but...!"

"Wait." He looked up, tears frozen at his face as he looked at your neutral expression, your hand up. "Your what face?"

He blinked in confusion.

"My goat face. I-I make an expression that looks like a goat and sound like one to make her laugh."

You stare blankly. At the long faced man with parted gray hair with the appearance of two horns on each side, his bearded chin that all goats seem to have. The epitome of a goatee.

"Isn't that your normal face?"

A beat.

Gota laughed out of surprise, clearing his tears.

"I—what? You're pretty blunt!"

You appeared triumphant before walking and putting a hand to his shoulder, giving a comforting squeeze.

"With how you sound, I think Anastasia is actually pretty lucky. Whoever she is." Gota's lips parted, meeting your honest expression. You released him as you sighed loudly, putting your hands behind your head, eyes to the sky. "Man. You blabbering all those compliments would make anyone jealous they don't have that. And you're already thinking about future kids?" You threw him a mixed look of encouragement and envy. "You're gonna be amazing, Gota."

His gray eyes widened, touched.

"I...thank you...I—" He stood straighter, expression set. "I feel braver. I needed that."

Gota checked his watch and his eyes popped out.

"A-Ah! I have to go! I'm going to be late to the play in Kataorea!" He started running clumsily, saying sorry to the person he bumped shoulders with and gave you a wave. "T-Thank you, (Y/N)!"

You laughed, cupping your mouth.

"You're welcome, ya dork!"  You turned to go find a proper supply store or stall.

Gota, as he was running, thought back to what he was going to do in thanks for you.

Ah! I'll just ask at a nearby base later about her! I'll make sure they get a large donation from me! I should really change to my formal clothes too! I'm so late!

And so, Gota the visiting noble from the Roshwan Kingdom, continued his run to meet up with his fiancée.

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You continued walking around, checking every possible store with a glance before you commit to one based on prices and the quality. Although you're bad about that, you have a good enough eye you think if something is cheap.  Maybe you should try to find that greedy store owner...but meh. Hopefully he'll stop from your threat alone. You really should move along to try to find a map and get back out to find the World's Greatest Swordsman island.

"Hah...I really need to wash my clothes too... but priorities!"

An alarm rung. The sound hurting your ears before an announcement was made in a small speakerphone, sounding far away despite you being able to spot it, the sand clogging it.

"EMERGENCY!! HOSTAGE SITUATION IN KATOREA!" Gasps were heard in the crowd, startled shouts rising. Your eyes widened. What? "EMERGENCY!! AMPHITHEATER HAS BEEN TAKEN OVER BY..." The announcer took a deep breath, clear panic in his voice, cracking. "PIRATES!!!!"

Pirates? Your mind rang a mile a minute, the image of Gato's relieved smile flashing in your eyes before running to catch a play. Katorea? They mentioned an amphitheater. Don't tell me...!

You grabbed a random citizen by the shoulder, stopping them from packing their stall.

"Hey, how far away is Katorea from here?"

"Wh—oh! You're a marine!" They relaxed before pointing at a direction. "It's about twenty miles over there! Can you call backup to help protect pirates from coming over here? We're pretty close to it after all." So that's why they're packing, you gathered.

"Don't worry. I'll handle it," you say, moving to run, Kuroi ten'nosabaki glinting at your back along with Karasu at your hip.

"Wait!" You stop, turning around only for another citizen to be giving you a long lashed saddled camel who looked he was in the middle of eating an apple. "Here! You'll reach there faster with him. He'll be perfect for you since he prefers women riding him for some reason—I-I-I mean—" the citizen flushed but you only rose a brow at the camel who was looking at you intently. Why only girls? "I didn't mean anything by it! Just here!"

"Er. Okay. Thanks."

After the citizen explained that the camel knows where to go and you don't have to know how to steer him, off you went in a gallop.

Sun bearing down on you with sand dust being kicked in the air and sweat gathering. Thankfully your hat is helping with protecting your scalp but gah!

"Hahh...should I take my long sleeve off...?"

The camel's head turned 180 degrees, still galloping along, eyes wide in interest.

"Blehhh~!"

"...why do you look like that when I said that?"

The camel only stared. Intently. As it kept galloping forward.

Your eyes narrowed in suspicion. With one hand letting go of the reins, you moved to unbutton your top, starting with the first.

The camel pointedly did not blink. Only seemed to lean further.

Smack!

"WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT, PERVY CAMEL?!" You shouted, teeth sharp.

"Beh!" The camel cried out, a lump on his head as he focused back up front in misery.

You sigh heavily, before continuing to unbutton your top to get some air in although your black tank top below your long sleeve is stopping from any sort of stray cool wind to go to your heated skin. You'll just leave the long sleeve on for now. You'll take it off later when you're out of the desert and have helped Gota.

You soon spotted Katorea, the sun baked clay buildings with murals of desert flowers and scenery as well as tapestries seen even in the distance. You can even smell the perfume from where you were, different scents from floral to aromatic to smoky to sweet to cool. As you got closer it made you sneeze. You also noticed that the streets were scarce as you galloped, until you went more towards the center of town, passing by citizens who looked frightened and whispering to themselves. Their eyes widening when they spotted you and your hat, hope gathering in their eyes as you passed them, your back to them as you rushed with a concentrated look on your face.

"A marine...! We're definitely going to be saved now!"

You couldn't hear anymore when you passed, but you're just glad news somehow didn't reach here yet. At least to some. You spotted others gazes that looked at you in suspicion and thought when they glanced at your buster sword on your back. But as long as they think you're still a marine, it can work in your favor. You spotted the amphitheater, perhaps the largest building in Katorea. Made from sun baked clay as well along with stone, with earthy tones to compliment the desert around you. You noticed there were what seemed to be guards that looked both Alabastan but also a mix of another noble's.

Perhaps a visiting noble from another island is here?

You stopped the camel, getting off of it due to the crowd of people ahead seeming anxious and afraid. You sneakily grabbed a stray apple from a merchant stand and gave it to the camel. The camel being surprised by the reward and glancing at you.

You rose a brow at him.

"What? Pervy animals need to eat too."

The camel's eyes widened before looking watery before munching on the apple happily, bumping his head against the side of yours after he was done. You pet his head with a roll of your eyes before separating. Trying to spot said pirates but you guess all of them must be in the amphitheater. It is hard to see now that you're not on top of the camel. The crowds of people with anxious curiosity aren't helping either. Not listening to the guards that they should go to their homes to be safe until it's dealt with. One particular one was pleading with a guard before glancing helplessly through the crowd and spotting you as you observed the scene, gray eyes widening.

Citizens never listen to sound advise, you scratch the back of your head, eyes skimming the crowd as well as the building to see if there's any other entrance besides the main one and just scaling the building and entering through the top. Hostage situations are always tricky. I shouldn't have left that man's side.

"Miss—I-I mean— (Y/N)-san! You're here!" Gota, the man you were here to rescue came running up to you with foreign guards behind him, looking relieved despite his red eyes. "I-I knew you would come! You can't help but help people, (Y/N)-san. And I...I'm sorry to say...I—I—" Gota's eyes shined, looking pitiful. "I—really need your help once more, (Y/N)-san."

You blink. Before poking his forehead, hard. So hard, it made him almost tip over. The guards bristled and go towards you but you didn't pay any mind as you stared from your finger to Gota.

"Huh. So you're not the one needing saving. I was sure it would be."

Gota, who stopped the guards and was rubbing his red forehead, stopped. With the way he was looking so downhearted at your words, you would think you killed his puppy.

"Y-You thought it was m-me? (Y/N)-san—"

"Just (Y/N)."

"—really must think low of me," Gota laughed half heartedly.

You give him a quick smile with a hand on your hip.

"Nah. Just someone who suffers from others cruelty due to nice you are, dork."

The guards almost had a heart attack.

"Dork?!"

"Lord Gota, we must teach this lowly marine a lesson!" The guards lifted their spears once more towards you, you not reacting at all.

"Calm yourselves," Gota commanded, which you took note of. You didn't think he had it in him. Wait. They called him Lord? Gota turned towards you beseechingly. "Don't mind them, (Y/N)-san. But no, it's not me. I-It's..." Gota stopped, biting his lip before hiding his reddened gray eyes with a bowed head and a hand to his face. "It's...my fiancé...Anastasia. Who I was supposed to meet. I...I—we should've came together...King Beer...how will I face him now? I...I w-was supposed to p-protect her..."

Your brows met your hairline.

King Beer?! So Gota's really a noble. You stared as Gota put himself down, blaming himself when he had no way of knowing pirates would come.  Either way, doesn't matter.

Gota felt a hand on his shoulder, making him look up from his hand and onto your confident yet sympathetic expression. Even with your touch on his shoulder, he feels all he needs to do is rely on you.

"Don't worry, Gota. You had no way of knowing what will happen. How will you live life if you worry constantly about what may happen when you're apart from someone you care about? Besides," you gave his shoulder a squeeze, your smile turning to a haughty grin as you jutted your thumb to your chest. "I'm here now. She needs to see your goat face, right?"

Gota's lips parted, eyes widening, touched.

What, Gota thought. Your expression not changing even if he let out a choked sob, hiding his bearded face with his arm, a kind marine.

The guards looked at each other before one relented as you poked Gota's forehead again and told him to relax, while also calling him a dork and you'll go now to see what the pirates are asking for to return Anastasia.

"It is not only Lady Anastasia." The guard continued once he had your attention, you stepping away from Gota. "Other nobles and guests that were in the amphitheater are being kept there as well. They are all along the shaded creviced rooms high above the steps of the amphitheater, able to look over the whole stage and down below."

"Hmmm," you had a hand to your chin in thought. "So like in opera theaters? Or opera houses?"

"Yes, a theater box." The guard answered as Gota tried to collect himself, the other guard handing him a handkerchief dutifully that Gota took with a grateful smile that didn't reach his eyes. "They were put in due to how many nobles and foreigners come to see the plays, since we are not used to the heat and the sun even with the proper garb on. King Cobra makes sure he maintains foreign relations even with simple things like that."

Bleh. Politics. You're done dealing trying to discern whether a noble does something kindly with no political advantage or it was to be seen as just or fair but truly it is only a mask. Still. It is a nice and simple thing to do.

"Is it only hostages within the theater boxes than?" You questioned, needing information to form a makeshift plan. The guard nodding but adding that Lady Anastasia and the pirate captain are the only outliers for they are by the main stage in the center. "Is there other entrances to it besides simply going up the amphitheater stairs where someone can be clearly seen? Like perhaps two different side entrances after you enter the main entrance and stairs underneath to go within the theater boxes?"

"A hidden entrance mainly for the theater boxes?" You nodded at his summarization but the guard shook his head, frustrated. "Sadly no. That would make things easier. Although even if it did, there will be pirates guarding it as well. But I feel we should wait for the original party that came to assist."

"Original party?" You flapped a hand uncaringly, turning back towards the direction of the amphitheater. "There's no need to trouble anyone, I can handle—Oof!"

Right when you turned, your face met a body, your hat twisting up from your head at the immovable force of...a leg?

You put a hand to your face, rubbing it before tipping your head back and about to apologize before you stopped.

Silver almost reptilian calculative narrowed eyes met wide (e/c) eyes.

You and Sir Crocodile stared.

Ah. Right. Alabasta.

 

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Notes:

**Kamisori: literally meaning "Razor": A combination of Geppo and Soryu, where one uses Soryu in a zigzag motion in midair, allowing extremely fast movements in three dimensions. Other CP9 agents have also shown to use this technique or a similar one allowing them to move through the air at great speed. Can be used for Kamisori to cut through enemies while utilizing its high-speed movements.

**Tekkai: Iron Body. Defense technique taught by the marines where your body turns hard like iron.

**Soryu: Shave. Where you can move in an instant flash in a burst of high speed. Taught and learned normally by marines.

**Geppo: Moon Walk. A move where it appears you're jumping in midair, when it's just the strength of your legs moving quickly and touching the ground that keeps you upright. You often used this when you're on your small boat so you can go faster on sea. Taught and learned normally by marines.

**Doskoi Panda: The Doskoi Panda franchise deals in extremely high-end products, charging over Beli.png 10,000 for a single T-shirt.[1] Though its primary focus appears to be fashion, its label has appeared on everything from tableware to toys.[2] It is especially prevalent throughout the East Blue, with its flagship sited on Mirrorball Island.[1] However, its products and reputation have spread as far into the Grand Line as Fish-Man Island.[3] Inevitably, this has resulted in many knockoff brands such as Dosko1 Panda and Cyberpanda (the latter, curiously, selling for even higher prices than genuine Doskoi Panda products).[4]

**Raiona: Māori meaning—Lion

**Kokiri: Māori meaning—Boar

** Roshwan Kingdom: is a nation in the South Blue,[2] ruled by King Beer VI.

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...ahahaha... I have nothing to say except I'm always tired from my new nursing job and it sucks. 😭

Don't be too mad at Hina guys. Remember, everyone's point of view is different and no one really knows what happened to Silver Blood due to the secrecy of both Spandine and his son Spandam as well as Cipher Pol in general. They only know what they hear and read. Which is all happening right now. And think about it. Won't you feel betrayed if one of your best friends was on the "bad guys" side? Especially since they always said they would never be one.

The voice in her head talks does sound bloodthirsty like, Lucci, huh? 🧐

I love CP9 and you can pry their banter and close relationship even though they deny everything that they may be friends, even family, from my cold dead hands.

Also, rumors are a hard thing to control. No matter how hard Lucci “seemed” to be cruel, anyone could see Silver Blood and Lucci spent a lot of time together. Needlessly outside his mission to observe and watch her too. I felt like I had to touch on that and the repercussions of it towards him and CP9.

And I figured Zoan's, even if they're not in their form, are naturally more sensitive to certain things like an animal. So sucks for anyone who just had a recent lay or on their period 💀 They know.

And I figured since it's the 1500s in the One Piece universe, and I noticed how men react to the young woman of One Piece due to that time period( Vivi is 16 Pre-Timeskip, Princess Shirahoshi is 16, Rebecca 16), and just how young people were married in that time period, as well as taking into account the age of consent in certain places—AND just how lenient and disgusting the World Government can be—the age of consent of One Piece is either 14 or 15. Nasty I know. But I'm trying to be historically accurate and just making inferences based on how messed up the One Piece world truly is. That other agent was disgusting.

I wanted Silver Blood to meet more canon characters, and someone to help her get out of the rut she's in. So Brogy it was! But woah, Silver Blood did quite a reach there with Brogy's words huh? Don't know how what he said means fake it till you make it, but Silver Blood's mind is an odd one. You gotta be careful with what you say to her. She may take it differently. Depressed/PTSD SB is not a fun SB 😔.

Yes, the island she landed on was Nanimonoi Island. The island that Robin tried to give the Eternal Pose to the Straw Hats originally that can then have them go straight for Alabasta. The island was created due to the large goldfish seen in the exit of Little Garden that the Straw Hats had to take. So... poop. SB landed on an island of feces. No. She doesn't know. She wouldn't have taken a bird bath I think if she did.

Silver Blood is forgetful when she’s focused. Also, just too tunnel visioned due to her focus(landing to get supplies and move on to Mihawk's island, helping Gota, going towards Katorea thinking she needs to save Gota, to figuring out a plan to save his fiancé). Really should've remembered that the only desert island in the Grand Line called Alabasta is the base of Crocodile.