hello, uhmm well. I have decided to neglect my other fics once again and start another one. I feel so bad for doing this but i really wanted to do a One Piece fic after I read Diary of a Potato Bag by nothing new in this world. So here it is. Also i would like to give a very large THANK YOU to my friendSou desu ka. Meh. Kami korosu who helped me write and edit this. Ok I think that is enough talk let the story begin!
"Name?" A rough voice nearly growled out to a young woman sitting down in front of a metal table.
"Shitennou, Mamoru." The young woman replied happily, not really caring what the man, a marine, thought of her.
"Hunh, really." The marine asked her, his voice dripping with sarcasm, annoyed at her cheeriness.
The woman, Mamoru, tilted her head to the side in confusion, "My, you seem to be in a terrible mood today Mister Marine."
The marine scoffed at her, "Tch, whatever, say what you wish it isn't going to change anything. Occupation?"
The woman tucked a lock of wavy black hair behind her left ear, before smiling brightly at him again. "I'm just a simple merchant."
The marine, a man with white hair and what seemed like a permanent scowl on his face, sighed angrily. "Yes, because a person that has traveled all four seas and the whole Grand Line can be considered simple indeed."
She giggled and smiled again, "Ok, so I may not be all that simple, but I believe I'm simple enough."
The marine sighed again blowing out a large cloud of smoke in the process, seeing as he was smoking two cigars at once. "Why were you with the Strawhat Pirates?"
She looked around the room boredly, not really interested in the conversation, "Oh there was no real reason other than the fact that they owe me a large sum of money and that they were kinda interesting."
"I find it hard to believe that that's all there is to it."
Mamoru's dark brown eyes lit up, as if she was finally interested in the marine, "Really? And why is that?"
The marine leaned forward, closer to Mamoru, crossing his arms and scowling even deeper at her. "Because on your ship the 'Northern King' we found Kairoseki, devil fruit, and several other very rare and very illegal items stashed underneath regular wares.."
Mamoru didn't even bat an eyelash, she only smiled at the marine.
Hiding his annoyance from her lack of reaction the white haired marine continued his report of the evidence he and his team found on her ship. "I also found several records of transactions between Halcyon and many well known pirates and other outlaws in your room."
Her smile didn't falter in the slightest, it just seemed to mock him, "And just what does that make me?"
"I believe that you are affiliated with the 'Lord of the Black Market' or maybe even Halcyon himself." He leaned even further across the table, getting in her face. "But no matter what you are, you have valuable information. And you will tell me everything you know."
She could barely breath.
The marine stared at her in disbelief, he couldn't understand her! She was laughing! He just accused her of being affiliated with one of the most notorious Black Market merchants in the world and she was laughing as if it was the funniest thing she had ever heard. It pissed him off to no end. "And just what is so funny?"
Getting her last giggles out, Mamoru wiped tears out of her eyes and leaned back in her chair, "Well, you think that I, a simple merchant, am an accomplice of Halcyon's? Maybe even the 'Lord' himself?"
"Yes, and? How is any of that funny?"
Mamoru simply smiled as if all of this was a game, "If I told you that my game wouldn't be half as fun, now would it?"
She was messing with him. "Tch." The marine got up and left the interrogation room and yelled at another, lower ranking, marine to lock her up in a cell.
Still smiling, Mamoru just let the marine take her to the cell and sat on the ground leaning against the wall, no restraints on her at all except the single iron chain on her right ankle.
From her spot against the wall she yelled at the white haired marine, "Oh by the way! Your accusation? It's not to far off the mark."
About a day later, Mamoru was back in the interrogation room being questioned by the same white haired marine.
Growing angrier by the second the marine rubbed his temples with one hand before trying to get some kind of information out of the black haired woman before he killed her out of frustration.
"I'll ask one more time." He growled out, "Why did you join the Strawhat Pirates after the events that occurred in Arabasta?"
Mamoru tilted her head to one side, deciding if she wanted to answer the marine, who she found was named Smoker, truthfully or just mess with him again.
"Well?" Smoker's voice was dripping with anger making Mamoru come to a decision quickly.
Thinking for another second, Mamoru decided to answer truthfully, "Well, I had arrived in Arabasta around the same time the Strawhats did and at the time I had no idea who they were, well, that is until one of them stole a large amount of supplies from my stall..."
~~~~~~Flash back to a few months ago in Nanohana~~~~~~~
Not long after Mamoru had arrived in Nanohana she had set up set up a small stand and began to sell whatever she had left from North Blue, the area she last went to before coming to the Grand Line. After an hour or two many of her products were sold, she was about to take a quick lunch break, when a man at least a year younger than her with blonde hair came up to the stall.
His head was down, looking at the food. After a few moments Mamoru asked him if he needed help. "Hi there, do you see anything you like?
The young man looked up, and Mamoru tried to shake the dizziness from looking at his curly eyebrow. Before she was able to pull herself together completely the young man, Sanji as he introduced himself as, began to gush at her 'beauty'.
Thoroughly weirded out, Mamoru calmed him down and asked again if he needed help.
"Ah, well I'm the head chef for a ship and I'm just looking 'round for ingredients that catch my eye."
Mamoru nodded in understanding and helped him by explaining where certain things had come from, what they were, and the common ways they were cooked. Soon Sanji had his arms full of food and was about to pay when suddenly there was a ruckus down the street. Mamoru and Sanji both looked to see what was happening. A boy wearing a straw hat ran down the street followed by a large group of marines.
Sanji cursed under his breath and ran off, toward the docks, the unpaid food in hand.
Shocked, Mamori closed her stall quickly and began to chase after the curly-browed thief, yelling things at him trying to make him stop.
"Wait! You need to pay dammit!"
She chased him all the way to the docks where he boarded a ship with a jolly roger that had a vey familiar straw hat on it. The ship was about to leave, so she pulled a fruit out of her ever present bag. Before throwing it she yelled at the curly-browed man.
"YOU NEED TO PAY DAMMIT!"
She threw the fruit with as much force as possible towards the surprised man, but as fate would have it, she missed. The fruit, which was actually a bomb, exploded all over the green haired man next to Sanji. The man, Zoro, had rotten fruit all over his face and clothes. He looked royally pissed.
Wincing slightly Mamoru attempted to apologize, "Oops sorry! But YOU NEED TO PAY, STUPID DARTBOARD BROW!"
As she readied herself to throw more fruit, Mamoru noticed a figure in a small boat below the ship. The figure was 'Fire Fist' Ace.
Deciding she could collect later, Mamoru quickly retreated back to her stall and began to clean up. She returned to her ship and prepared to follow the 'Strawhat crew' until they paid in full or died.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Back to Interrogation room~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"That's it? You followed them because they stole some food from your stall?"
Mamoru laughed a bit before leaning back in her chair, "Well, when you say it like that it sounds stupid, but I was very serious back then, I fully intended to make them pay or die."
Smoker shook his head in disbelief, "Unbelievable. You followed them around Arabasta just because they stole a few things from you."
"Haha, well yes I suppose I did. But it wasn't just a few things, it was enough food to last their crew a whole week. Sanji took a large amount of food from me I lost quite a bit of money."
Obviously annoyed at her answer, Smoker moved on to the next question, "How did you end up traveling with the Strawhats?"
Smiling ,the same smile as before, Smoker noticed. Mamoru avoided the question, quickly losing interest in their conversation, "I don't feel like answering you anymore. Maybe tomorrow, neh, Mister Marine?"
The smile worked and pissed Smoker off, "UGH! Fine. Tomorrow. It's not like you're going anywhere anyways."
Yelling at another marine to lock Mamoru up, Smoker left the room, a billowing cloud of smoke following him.
Sitting against the wall in her cell yet again, Mamoru smiled brightly to no one. "I did say tomorrow, but I'm bored of this place already. Perhaps it is time for a change of scenery?"