Hello, I am currently redoing the existing chapters because I don't like them, at all. I haven't updated this story for a while but after I am finished with the polishing then perhaps I will continue to write.

I do not own One Piece!

The Free Wind

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

Chapter 1

An odd looking boy entered the park which was located not far from where he lived. The boy, because while tall and mature looking didn't have an appearance like an adult, walked on an unseen path in the forest, his feet directing him on purely instinct. He had a troubled expression; it switched occasionally to an angry one before returning to the other. There wasn't a human in sight and if it had then the boy would have received scornful glances or mocking words in his wake. One of the most visibly reason because was the shocking blue hair and eyes the boy possessed, so unlike anyone other in Japan where he lived or anywhere else in the world as well.

The young man clearly looked like an outsider but was in reality born of a normal Japanese couple. When he'd been born many doctors had been astonished and when the parents demanded tests to see if the boy really was made from both of them, they'd found out that the boy was genetically theirs. Where the boy had gotten his colors were unknown, even the boy skin was lighter than his parents.

Still despite the shock the parents loved their infant son and resolved to ignore it. They named the boy Fūryoku, wind force, because that's what he created when he came to the world. It had been chaos with nurses and doctors running around, all eager to know why and how.

Fūryoku, or Ryo to those few who he could call friends, stopped next to a gigantic tree. It looked impossible to climb, there were no branches near the ground to grab onto and the bark was smooth and didn't allow any holdings. With surprisingly strength heaved the boy himself up against the tree and grabbed on. Like the air itself pushed the youth up, he climbed higher and higher without care for his safety and didn't seem to have any difficulty.

The blue-haired youth stopped climbing when he reached a particularly sturdy and reliable branch and settled down in silence. He touched tenderly a bruise on his cheek and winced in pain. The air around the boy suddenly become a defeated one, like this was the norm and nothing he did could change it. The youth stared at his right hand and slowly closed it to a fist and shut his eyes to hide his tears.

"That piece of shit, someday, someday I will have my revenge!" Ryo whispered to himself, a promise and a vow he'd said thousand times, just to keep his sanity intact.

He knew how to fight, having attended a few different dojos but still felt helpless in the situation he was in. Ryo opened his eyes again when he felt the threat of tears disappearing. A brilliant view greeted his eyes, like he knew it would, as it had every other time he'd been sitting in the exact tree. He came here every night if he could just because of the calming view.

The view was first of green trees then it stopped and houses begun. He didn't know exactly how far he could see but could see his own house, the nightmare as it was, and it was at least a ten minutes' walk from there to the park. Ryo scowled as he spotted the house, and turned his gaze elsewhere, as he did every time he saw it.

He knew that he was hiding, but he didn't care it made him look weak. It was only here he could be himself and think in peace. School was a waste of time and he had no home to talk about. Only here could he relax and just feel.

The sun went down only a few hours later, and he regrettably climbed down the tree. He made his way slowly through the wood, unconcerned that it was dark and he was unable to see further then his hand if he put it in front of himself. He'd walked the same path for several years now, ever since the tender age of six. Ten years had passed now, ten years since his biologically parents died and left him an orphan.

It didn't bother him any longer, he knew that his parents had loved him, despite everything and that was enough for him.

After five minutes Ryo came out to more open area in the park and a gravel path begun. The silence was abruptly broken by high voices from young teenagers, all of them sounding distinctly sloshed and male.

"Who's over there?" One of the guys suddenly shouted and looked Ryo's way.

Ryo's head snapped to the side and saw them walking, or wobbling, closer to him. His first instinct was to run, and that's what he did. Immediately Ryo felt his earlier injures making itself known, slowing him down to such extent that the other guys caught up. Despite trying to run faster Ryo felt himself slowing down and a sudden hand on his back made him lose his balance and crashed painfully to the ground.

"Look who we have here! The blue-haired freak!" One of them cackled and aimed a kick to Ryo's stomach.

Ryo tried in panic to roll away but was stopped by another guy who sat himself on his back. Trapped and caught Ryo swore nasty and tried to squirm away. A hard hit to the head made him see stars and after several kicks and punches to the stomach and face Ryo could taste blood in his mouth.

Not once during the beating did Ryo utter a sound. He felt his consciousness leave him and the darkness started to close in. The last he felt was rage for his hopeless situation that just repeated itself over and over again. He wished to be somewhere else, where he could be himself and live however he wanted.

Unnoticed by anyone the wind started to act up around them. Suddenly all the drunken teenagers were blasted away from the downed youth and a few of them crashed into a nearby tree and lost consciousness. A sudden as the wind come, it disappeared, taking the blue-haired child with it.

Ryo felt himself slowly wakening. He felt immediately a soft breeze and he could smell the ocean. Ocean? Confused Ryo tried to open his eyes, but they felt heavy and didn't want to open easily. He tried to move, but an intensive pain shot through his body. Against his wishes he moaned loudly in pain and felt tears in his eyes, threatening to fall. Suddenly a soft voice spoke next to him.

"How is he, Doctor-san?" A gentle, but mysteriously voice asked. It sounded like a grown woman.

"He is hurt very badly, he has many cuts and there are several broken ribs. Well, his whole body is beaten to almost perfection. It seems that it going to take a while for him to recover." A new voice answered. This time it was a bit childish voice. He couldn't decide if it was a young girl or boy.

"It seems he is starting to wake up." The woman's voice said. Ryo tried to open his eyes again, wanting to know who had saved him from the park.

The sight that met him made him shocked into silence. Next to the bed he lay in stood absolutely beautiful black-haired woman and to his surprise, a reindeer in a red large hat. Suddenly the reindeer spoke, leaving him completely shocked and feeling faint.

"Hello, what's your name?" The reindeer looked at Ryo with worried eyes.

Ryo was unable to answer. His mouth fell wide open and he stared at the reindeer. It spoke, he screamed in his mind.

"He seems to be shocked, Doctor-san." The women spoke quietly. She turned her head towards the reindeer, who nodded.

Suddenly Ryo got his speech back and began to speak as his word stumbled out. "Wha… How… Where… Where the hell am I?" Suddenly he found his voice and raised his voice higher at the last part.

The reindeer turned to the youth and was just about to touch him to keep him calm and to stop exaggerate his wounds, when Ryo realized what he was about to do.

"Don't fucking touch me!" Ryo screamed hysterically at him again, unable to stop it.

The reindeer jumped backward, obviously scared by the youth's sudden outburst. A loud noise outside the room could be heard through the silence, before the door was smashed open. In come a young boy with a straw hat and a noticeably scar under his left eye. It was impossible to miss the big smile on his face, it looked like his face would tear in two.

Behind him walked a man with bright green hair and three swords at his hip. He looked at him with suspicious eyes, not that he could blame him. Not the way Ryo probably looked at the moment.

"Hi, my name is Luffy, What's yours?" The boy with the Straw hat bellowed out with his big smile, startling Ryo once again.

Hello :D This is my second time writing fan fiction! I would love reviews at how I can improve my stories! I hope you like the beginning, you can expect later on an adventure and many action that will be both hot and funny! Please, let me know if you liked it!

This is just the beginning! Its T rated right now, but it can be changed to M later. We will see :D