FFO: I don't own One Piece but I've got a few people who can tell you who does.

Robin: I do.

Nami: I do.

Tashigi: I do.

Hina: I do.

Chopper: I do.

Zolo: I do.

Luffy: I do.

Usopp: I do.

Smoker: I do.

Sanji: And I don't. Why don't I?

FFO: So there you go all who own One Piece. R&R.

You Will Understand in Time

Tashigi ran as fast as she had ever run ever since she started her life in the Navy. She ran deep into the forest, tears streaming down her face. As each tear fell, it seemed that with each coinciding footstep she seemed to get more lost in the forest. "I'm not going back. I'll never go back to that way of life again!" she chanted repeatedly in her head.

She ran past her fears, past their ambitions, past her body's limits, and into its' expectations. She ran for what seemed like eternity . . . or at least until the sun went down. Then it started to rain. She collapsed to her knees to the ground. Her breathing became long and labored.

She started to get drenched in the rain. She knew this feeling, a feeling she hadn't felt in a long time was a familiar friend. This was how she first felt in her training to get in the Navy. . .

Meanwhile in a room full of supervisors namely Smoker, Hina, and a few other people sitting around a table with a hooded stranger in standing at the end.

"Well," Hina questioned, "can you bring her back?"

"Yes, but why me, why can't any of you get her?" the hooded figure reasoned.

"Well . . ." Smoker started and trailed off at the thought. "She . . . We . . ."

"It's kind of a secret." Hina thankfully interrupted.

"I see." the hooded figure held back, "And you will be paying me?"

"Done." Hina tossed him the money. "Go."

Already, sloshing around in the forest somewhere near Tashigi was somebody that was better for her than most people (guys) were. At first he didn't care or see her. He was in his own world. His relaxed composure seemed to be what the world wanted or did it? He saw a body lying on the ground. "A body on the ground, in this rain?" he thought stunned and surprised. He went over to it and examined it. It looked to be a female that was still alive. He pushed the hair back enough to recognize the glasses and face. "Great," he thought, "must I be nice?" Putting the hair back and radioed to Robin and Chopper on a walkie-talkie.

"So you found her again have you?" Robin walked up with chopper on her shoulders, which jumped down and started examining her. "So, what do you think we should do with her?" Robin wondered.

"Do we have to be nice?" he growled.

Her stare at him was answer enough for him, it's not like he had a choice. "She's exhausted and overworked, but her condition could get worse if she stays out here." Chopper finished up.

"Come on, pick her and lets go." they headed out.

A grumbling, complaining Zolo reluctantly obeyed and went with his shipmates.

Outside the doors of the Navy office a hooded figure stood and thought, "Bring her back, oh I will bring her back alright."

FFO: Did you hate it?

Luffy: Did you like it?

Robin: Did you read it?

Nami: Obviously, they did if they made it this far.

Zolo: And if they didn't, tough eggs.