I'm only going to put one author's note in this whole story so that the feel of continuation is more fluid. So all notes for every chapter will be here.
This fic was basically an idea that grew to humongous extents, so now I can't stop writing it until it's done. Don't expect any updates on my other stories while this one is still in progress, just FYI...I'll still be working on the other ones on the side but it'll be slow for now! This is an AU One Piece fic, focusing on the Eleven Supernovae, in a realistic setting. Everyone has done crimes, and the type of crime differs with each Supernova. Each of them have a chapter for themselves (except Kid and Killer, they share one chapter). A few notes:
-There's a bunch of swearing from Bonney, Kid, and maybe Capone. Mostly Kid, though.
-Since my sister loves the pairing, there's a little ZoRobin fluff.
-Also some KidLaw creepy-hate-fluff later on, as always.
-The mafia appears in this story (Capone, duh) along with some other things, so there will be blood violence.
-The stories are separate, but some/most/almost all of them connect together. So read carefully. If you've watched Baccano, the plot jumps around like that. If you skim anything, you'll probably be confused later.
-Everyone is human.
-Keep an eye out for the rest of the Straw Hat Crew, especially Brook. He wanders around the story. Everywhere. YOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO.
-If you can name all of the crimes, I will be happy.
Anyways, enjoy! Please remember to review!
1: ASL
Noisy sounds of dining filled the restaurant. The opulence of the atmosphere was only amplified with the large amount of gentlemen and ladies in fine gown. They sat at the rounded, clothed tables, chatting politely, while cutting up their food into tiny little pieces. Waiters walked like wind-up figurines through the fancy room between the tables, maintaining a constant speed and perfect posture. It seemed like the fanciest restaurant in the entire world. Though, the common person could not see what happened behind this system.
Once one of the waiters went out of view of the customers, his perfect stature crumbled as he burst into the vast kitchen. "Ch-chef! The guest in private room number two has asked for another serving of everything on the menu again!"
The executive chef's head snapped up as he was interrupted from yelling at one particular subordinate who was performing inadequately. His hand still firmly grasped the minor cook's shirt collar. "What, again!" he hissed, chewing on his still-smoking cigarette, his one visible eye glaring at the waiter. He shoved the chef that he held captive, knocking him down, and sighed, running a hand through his blond hair. "Tch, using up so many ingredients…can't help it, it's a customer after all. Hey all of you! Everything on the menu! Get to it!" the chef commanded.
"Yes, chef!" The workers continued to cook up their great creations.
Back outside, more customers had entered.
"Welcome, guests!" A staff member bowed politely. The two newcomers didn't seem to notice him, walking in and staring at the interior decorations. The staff member couldn't help but eye them strangely – their shabby clothes made them stand out immediately.
"Oooooh, this place is cool!" the younger one laughed, a hand reaching up and holding onto the woven hat on his head. The older grinned, crossing his arms, his eyes hidden by his own decorated hat.
"Yeah I know, right? Good thing we have the money to come here this time! Y'know?"
"Yep, I'll eat lots! Shi shi shi!"
The older man smirked, then looked to the staff member. "Hey, get us a private room would ya?"
"R-right away! Follow me, please."
As the two new customers followed the staff member, they attracted glances from the richer-looking guests. Some stared in confusion, others in distaste. These two were obviously some poor boys. How would they have money to get in here? The three arrived at the hall of private rooms. There seemed to be a rush as the waiters hurriedly carried food into the second room, and exited holding giant empty plates. As the door opened and closed, the sound of extreme eating could be heard. The young man stared at these waiters who were running in a line like ants, mouth watering at the sight of the great heaving plates of steaming food.
"Room number three. Please enter."
The two customers took their seats and were given their menus. When the two were settled, the staff member bowed, leaving the room. As soon as the door closed, the younger man sprung to his feet, leaning on the table.
"Hey, Ace! Did you see all that food! It looks amaaazing!" he exclaimed, sticking a drooling tongue out with his giant grin. Ace smiled, resting his feet up on the table.
"Heh, yeah, I saw. We'll eat a lot of that today, Luffy! And maybe nab some to go while we're at it."
"Shishi, Gramps wouldn't like it if we brought home stuff we didn't pay for," Luffy commented.
"Then we don't tell him! He likes food too, anyway. He'd probably eat it all without any questions."
"But- I wanna eat it all!"
Ace chuckled, reaching over and pinching his little brother's cheek. "Then destroy the evidence! …But leave some for me, too."
"…Nope! Gonna eat it all!"
The older brother rolled his eyes, but kept his humorous grin. Then, he shot Luffy a clever wink before calling a waiter into the room. "Get us everything on the menu!" he said to the man when he entered. The man at the door froze, frowning severely.
"R…right away!" the man closed the door and leaned his back to it, stunned for a minute. Then, he gathered up his courage to run to the kitchen.
"P-private room number three has also ordered everything on the menu!"
This received a furious look from the executive chef. He barred his teeth, biting through his cigarette. "Are you serious! What the hell's wrong with today's customers!" Quick with his actions, he turned to run through the kitchen, barking at everyone to work twice as fast. Slowly but surely, food filed into Luffy and Ace's room. Immediately, the two started digging in, not pausing to take a breath.
In private room number two, the guest bit into another piece of meat, then paused, hearing the ruckus next door. "They're noisy," she growled with her mouth full. The waiters filing into her room frowned as they heard this.
"Er, are they bothering you, miss?"
The woman frowned for a moment, then shrugged, continuing her feast. "Nah, whatever! Keep the food coming!"
"Y-yes, ma'am!"
So continued the craziest lunch service the restaurant has ever experienced. Finally, after what seemed to be eternity, the customers finished up.
"Hmph, gotta run," the private guest woman from the second room sighed, still chewing food as she glanced at the clock. She then turned to the waiters. "Hey you people, box all that food that you're carrying."
"Er, yes ma'am, right away!" The waiters rushed out with the plates. As they exited, the woman smirked, reaching in her pocket and laying down a wad of cash.
In the other room, Luffy took a huge breath after drinking a whole giant bowl of soup that was two times the size of his head. "Ahhh, this was so good!"
Ace laughed, tearing at a huge bone of meat. "Told you it would be a great place to go! Well anyway, think we should take off soon."
"Oh! Right!"
Ace turned to the waiters. "Box all of this up for us!" They exited the room, reentered with the excess food, and exited again. The older brother eyed the bill that they left, then leaned over to his little brother. "Hey Luffy, the IOU's."
"Yep! Got 'em right here!" Luffy pulled out a sack of what seemed like paper money. When he dropped the heavy bag, the string came loose, revealing strips of white paper that read: "IOU. – Luffy"
"'Kay, let's get outta here!" Grabbing half of the leftovers and letting Luffy carry the other half, they bolted out the door, zooming passed the stunned-looking rich people.
"Ch-chef! The guests in private rooms number two and three both left fake cash!" a waiter yelled as he broke into the kitchen again.
"Seriously! God damn it!"
The executive chef shoved out of the kitchen and rushed to the hallway just in time to see the female guest exit the second private room. Some waiters were protesting her leaving, but her death glare made them back away.
"Hey!" the executive chef yelled. "Pay for your meal, you-" He stopped and blinked, staring at the woman. She had turned her scowling face to him, her hands on her hips.
"Hah?" she demanded. Her flowing pink hair cascaded down her shoulders, covering up a little, but definitely not all of, the skin that showed under her skimpy outfit. The chef blinked a few times silently.
"…Nothing! We hope you had a good meal, lovely lady~," he suddenly said with a blissful expression, bowing deeply to her. The woman stared, not expecting that.
"Oh…okay. See ya then," she said as she walked away, giving a small wave.
"Please come again~!"
"Ch-CHEF SANJI!" the waiters yelled with disbelief.
"What, you guys have a problem?" Sanji questioned, once again going back to his dangerous scowl. "Any food offered to a lovely lady is no waste! Even if she does not pay!"
Some waiters groaned. "There he goes again…" "Can't help it, Chef Sanji is Chef Sanji after all."
"So what about the other guests?"
"R-right! They were two young men, and they just took off-"
"PUNKS! IF YOU'RE NOT BEAUTIFUL WOMEN, GET BACK HERE AND PAY FOR YOUR MEAAAL!" With this spontaneous yell, Sanji took off in hot pursuit, leaving dazed waiters behind him.
"Shishishishi! Hey hey, Ace, I think we're getting better at this eat-and-run thing!" Luffy giggled as they ran across the sidewalk, slipping nimbly passed any confused pedestrians. Their hats were off of their heads for convenience, though the straps were tied around their necks, so that the hats hung securely over their backs.
"Yeah, we are, aren't we?" Ace grinned, turning his smiling face to his brother.
"We've gotta tell Sabo all about it when he wakes up! Then he can join us!"
At the mentioning of that name, Ace's smile faded slightly, and he averted his eyes. "Yeah…I've got a feeling he'll wake up soon. We just have to keep waiting for him…" he muttered. What small hopes he had were reflected in his sad smile. Luffy kept his bright smile, staring at his brother encouraging as they kept running.
"I know he'll wake up soon! 'Cause Sabo is Sabo!"
This brightened the older brother's expression slightly. "Yeah, you're right, Luffy!" he chuckled, risking the safety of any pedestrians in front of them to reach over ruffle the younger brother's hair. He then stared forward, with regained confidence in his grin. 'He will come back. He's our brother after all!'
"Heeeeey! You two get your asses back here!" A loud, traveling voice yelled, telling the two that they were being chased.
"Oh noo! He found us," Luffy exclaimed, but couldn't help but laugh.
"Heh, we'll show him how unstoppable we D. brothers are," Ace said, his grin growing. "Faster, Luffy!"
"Yep!"
The two of them picked up the pace, until the street blurred with its cars and people. They had a near miss with an extremely tall man wearing a top hat, though since that person was so thin, he managed to fit in between the running brothers.
"Ah, please be careful you two!" the man called politely after them.
"Oh sorry, mister!" Luffy called back. Sanji, right then, also ran passed the man with blazing speed, with so much air flowing that the man spun a few times, dizzying himself.
"Yohohohoho~"
"My bad- STOP RUNNING!" Sanji first called to the confused man, then went back to glaring at the two thieves.
"Whoa, what's with this guy? He's pretty fast," Ace commented, glancing back at their pursuer.
"I dunno, but it's kinda cooool!" Luffy laughed. His eyes suddenly lit up with an idea. "Wouldn't it be awesome if he was actually a robot with super speed in his legs?"
"I guess, but not when he's chasing us."
"Hehe! Yep, I guess so!"
After a moment, Ace took another glance back. "I think he's actually gaining on us," he observed with a frown.
"Is he? He really is a robo- whoa, look out!"
The two brothers quickly dodged a man that was walking towards them from the other direction, who was busy downing a small bottle of sake. "Hm?" The man blinked when he saw the two pass him. Before he could react, Sanji pushed past him, causing him to drop the clay bottle. It smashed into pieces on the pavement, wasting what last drops were left in it. The man's eye twitched.
The sound of drawing swords caused both Ace and Luffy to stop their flight, confused. They both turned to see that the drinking man had drawn two swords from his belt, and had swung them at Sanji. Luckily, Sanji saw the flash of metal and skidded to a stop, raising a leg to parry the blades.
"The hell? What's your problem?" he hissed.
"You made me drop my drink," the swordsman growled.
"Whoa! Ace, it's a swordsman! With three swords!" Luffy gasped, staring at the two swords in the man's hands and one still tucked in his belt.
"What the shit?" Ace seemed confused to see this scene in front of them. Something – just something – felt weird in this picture. As the two guys argued on, Ace blinked, and his thoughts snapped back to their situation at hand. "Well, whatever this is, it's a good thing! Let's go before he chases us again, Luffy!"
"Right! Bye, three-swords and super-legs!" Luffy exclaimed with a wave, then followed his brother closely behind. "Shishishi! This is a special day!"
"You got that right," Ace chuckled, imagining all the weird that they just witnessed. The two cheerful brothers laughed their way home.