A/N: Save for the introduction, this story takes place before the world of One Piece as we know it; during the height of Gol D. Roger's reign over the ocean.
On my first One Piece fan-fiction, I'd like to thank everybody who encouraged me to write this fic and to continue writing in general. This one is for you.
A quiet day out on the ocean; this would be peaceful for some, but it was heaven for the crew of the Going Merry. After saving the war-torn island of Arabasta, this was a much welcome change.
Usopp sat in his usual corner, concocting his newest batch of stars. Nami was in her room, finishing a sketch of Arabasta for future reference in her map of the world. Sanji was busy in the kitchen making deserts and drinks. Chopper sat below deck working on medicines he was sure they would need later. Zoro sat in the crow's nest of the Going Merry enjoying a nap. The Straw Hat Pirates newest crew member, Robin, reclined in a chair enjoying her book. Luffy, as usual, was sitting on his favorite seat looking forward to his next adventure.
Getting bored, Luffy stretched his arms letting out a great yawn. Jumping down from his special seat, he walked toward the ships cabin. Without so much as a courtesy knock, Luffy burst through the door.
"NAMI!!" Luffy yelled after slamming the door open. "How long till we get to the next island?!"
Shocked by Luffy's sudden intrusion, Nami spilled her ink well spoiling her draft of Arabasta. Looking back at Luffy, her eyes burned with anger.
"Idiot, how should I know?!" Nami answered back.
"Well, what does the log pose say?"
"It only shows where we have to go, not how long it takes to get there."
"It should. Where do these come from anyway? Who invented them? I want to talk to him and tell him that he should have them say how long it takes till the next island."
"If I knew about that; I would've had one before we entered the Grand Line. Now get out!!"
The others paid no mind to Nami and Luffy's latest spat. Robin, new to the crew, giggled a bit at the childish nature of her new traveling companions. However, Luffy's question about the origin of the log pose stirred something inside her. Closing her book, she took a sip of Sanji's homemade drink. Looking up at the sky; she reminisced on the events she had heard from her mentor, Professor Clover.
Much like her own; it is a story of triumph, tragedy, and great sorrow.