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Chapter 1: A Whole New World

It had started out as a mission Sakura recalled. A simple one, an escort for the Land of Fire's Daimyo as he traveled to the Land of Rice for a political arrangement. A simple B-ranked mission along with Shikamaru, nothing they couldn't handle as she was Konoha's esteemed jounin medic, and as Shikamaru was the legendary Nara genius. Or so she had thought.

Flashback

They came by the hundreds, each at least a Chunin in terms combat level. Based on the hiate, they were from the Earth Country. But Sakura knew she had no time to reflect on their motives. A hundred enemies had come, and it was her and Shikamaru's job to protect the Daimyo.

"Go, run!" Shikamaru yelled to the Daimyo, "run and escape! We'll catch you as fast we can!" And with that statement, Sakura quickly carried the Daimyo out, where he started running as fast as his fat little legs could take him.

"At least that's out of the way," Sakura murmured.

"Troublesome," Shikamaru replied.

Given no time to think or relax, a bunch of poisoned senbon started raining from above. Quickly dodging out of way, Sakura took refuge in the green bushels of an oak tree.

"Kagemane no jutsu." Shikamaru whispered. From the soles of his shoes, snake like shadows came and engulfed at least ten enemy shinobi.

"What is this?" one yelled, " I can't move at all!" With that comment, Shikamaru smirked, but there was no time to waste.

"Sakura!" He quickly called out.

"Already on it!" she replied. Quickly pulling out some shuriken, Sakura slid them under her fingers and threw them at the unaware shinobi. They died before hitting the ground.

Deciding to use her signature technique, Sakura quickly told Shikamaru to go to safety. "Shika, go hide!" And with that, Sakura clicked her heel and licked her lips, gathering chakra with such precision and control into her fist, and releasing it in the right moment with a "Shannaro!" The earth suddenly blasted over, rocks flew to the sky, challenging the height of the tall redwood trees of the Land of Fire's prided forest. Many enemy shinobi died.

Shikamaru, under the cover of the green leaves, quickly jumped forward and punched one enemy shinobi in his chest, rendering him unconscious. Kicking another in his gut and hitting another in the eye with senbon, Shikamaru smirked triumphantly. Sakura soon backed him up, using her chakra scalpel to destroy the very movements of many enemies.

Sakura and Shikamaru now stood back to back, panting and tired. Given, both of these people were phenomenal ninjas, both extremely key players in the Fourth Shinobi War, but even at their prime age of 19, a hundred enemies ranging from Chunin to ANBU were just too much to handle. But, neither would give in without a fight. There was an understood agreement between the two that if they died, they would honor their homeland by taking as many enemy nin as they could with them.

Jumping forward and attaching chakra to the surrounding trees, Shikamaru and Sakura both used their exceptional taijutsu skills to bring down the enemy nin.

"Doton: Iwa Tounyuu no Jutsu (Earth Release: Rock Throw Technique)" Sakura yelled. Rocks came from the earth, and Sakura, using her chakra, threw them at the enemy ninjas.

Using his signature move once again, Shikamaru used the Kagemane no Jutsu to his full advantage, defeating and possibly killing a new horde of enemy ninjas.

Sakura was currently in a bar, drinking the strongest sake they had at the moment. Remembering the past, she choked on her glass in fear and anger. Why? She thought as she looked at a young child across the street. Why must I suffer, and why can other people live happily? As much as Sakura didn't want to admit it, she knew the answer deep down. The moment she had donned her hiate on her graduation day six years ago, when she was thirteen, Sakura made the pledge to get stronger. Well, at the time, it was mere competition with Ino for Sasuke, but as she learned more of the ninja world, discovered the harsh life that awaited her in the future, through war and sadness; Sakura realized her own nindo way, to become stronger to protect her village, herself, and to never be weak again. Because, if she was weak, she would lose everybody, just as she had lost Sasuke under the moonlight that day. And Sakura thought that she was weak, after all, she had disappeared during that detestable mission, and she did lose everybody, including Shikamaru, who was there during that time.

Unconsciously in anger, Sakura broke her sake glass. Seeing the disturbed glance of the bartender, Sakura left a few beli on the counter and took her leave.

Flashback

"Finally, we are getting close to defeating them," Sakura murmured.

"Yes, let's finish this last group, and go find the Daimyo." Shikamaru replied. The two weren't known as Konoha's best ninjas for no reason.

But something soon caught their eye: a bright green light under the masses of green leaves.

"What's that?"

"I don't know," Shikamaru replied, " but be cautious."

The light grew stronger. An emerald glow engulfed the trees, and seemingly dazzled the sun itself. Sakura cautiously went forward, taking a careful step toward the light. And then all went black.

Sakura sighed. It had been 6 months since then. She had woken up in a dizzy haze. Remembering where she was now, and how life was so different, Sakura sighed in submission of her new life.

Flashback

Apparently she had been unconscious lying in a near-death state next to the shoreline of a city called Water Seven. A young couple fishing at that time had taken her to the hospital, where she had woken up to find herself with a broken arm, 6 broken ribs, and bruises all over her pale body.

At that time, Sakura was in a rush, in a rush to return home with Shikamaru. Quickly assessing herself, Sakura was currently healing her injuries; she molded soothing green chakra to her hand, rolling it all across her body. It had taken 5 minutes to fully heal herself. There, Sakura thought. She had to reach home, and fast.

Escaping the hospital the traditional ninja way, through the window, Sakura ran into the streets of Water Seven, expecting to see a normal city. But, Water Seven was not a normal city. In fact, Water Seven was the only city Sakura had seen that had rivers for roads. Instead of a normal carriage, big bulls were pulling boats. It shocked Sakura beyond belief. Was this really the Land of Fire? If not the Land of Fire, it was possible that she was somewhere random in the Great Shinobi Nations.

However, reason denied her this thought of a random city. Even by scanning through the phenomenal streets of Water Seven, one could tell that this was a major port city. Bustling merchants yelling for imported goods, different races interacting, and many travelers all inhabited the river-like city. And Sakura prided herself in memorizing the geography of the Five Great Shinobi Nations. Her shishou had pounded into her head again and again, emphasizing how knowledge was indeed power.

Surely, surely, there must be a port city this big in the Shinobi Nations with river streets. Of course, there must be. Racking her brains through the mental maps that flooded her mind, Sakura tried to find a city that matched the description of this one. Except she couldn't find one. Maybe she should ask someone for the name. No, Sakura thought, that would be too weird to ask. She would probably find the name if she roamed around the city.

Sure enough, after a few minutes of walking on the side of water-filled streets, Sakura saw a gate labeled, the Great Gates of Water Seven. Water Seven, Sakura thought, that must be the name. But Water Seven did not match any of the port cities in the Shinobi Nations. Maybe she must be outside them, but Sakura was not aware of any countries outside the Shinobi Nations.

On a closer look of the city, Sakura could tell that something was off. Instead of standard shinobi knives, senbon, kunai, or shuriken, there was gunpowder being transported along the alleyways of Water Seven. Back home, Sakura recalled, gunpowder was only used for cannons. There was nothing very special about it, and mostly civilians used it, and at very rare occasions too, since the shinobi usually fought the wars. But here, gunpowder is sold as common as senbon and kunai. Just what is this city? Were there no shinobi here? What is going on?

Deciding to observe the city a bit longer, Sakura wandered around, using her trained eyes to look for anything, anything that could lead her home. There had to be a shinobi. There had to. It was commonly said, that a shinobi could tell a shinobi from sight. Even if they had never met before, it was obvious who was a ninja and who wasn't. The first clue: chakra. Even if a shinobi hides their chakra, the most precise of shinobi sensors can pick the clues up. The second clue: muscles. Shinobi could never afford to be a bodybuilder, like civilians could for espionage or speed purposes. But yet, they had to have some stone to their body. Any shinobi can see the small, packed curves and dents in another ninja's arms or legs with their sharp eyesight. The third clue: speed. It was easy to tell who was panting and who was not after running around. It was easy to tell, through sharp Shinobi eyes, who was capable of certain physical phenomena and who wasn't.

So when Sakura looked around Water Seven, chakra sensing and visually looking with her eyes, she was shocked to see no trace of any shinobi. No chakra at all. No shinobi physical capabilities. Just where was she? What was going on? Street after street of analyzing the masses of people. Alleyway after alleway. Running and running, but yet, there was not a single shinobi. Not a single one to ease her helplessness at this point. It didn't make any sense. A city with no shinobi? Even a desolate village on the outskirts of Earth Country would have at least one or two Chunin level shinobi in the area, even if they were scattered around somewhere. In the Shinobi Nations, any great port city would have hundreds of Shinobi, ranging from ANBU to Genin, bustling across the street. And yet here, a port city of this size, this importance, of this phenomena, doesn't have even one. Not a single shinobi in this detestable area.

And yet, even then, Sakura managed to convince herself, that things would be okay, eventually. She was probably, even though it was highly unlikely, at an all-civilian port town. After all, what Shinobi would want to live in such an inconvenient place to travel, with rivers for roads? Just check a map, just check a map, and see where you are. It was best to be logical at this time.

"Excuse me, Is there a nautical store around here?" Sakura asked a young brunette man, about in his twenties.

"Ah, new around here, girly?" he replied.

"Yes," Sakura replied.

"A nautical store, huh?" After a brief pause to think, the young man said "Ah, I know, you see North Street right there, don't you?" With a brief nod from Sakura, the man continued. "Take the first right from there, and you'll see a store called Maps and Instruments."

"Thank you," Sakura replied.

"No problem, girly. Ever need help again, the names Shane." Thanking Shane one last time, Sakura started towards North Street.

After taking the first right from North Street into East Street, Sakura caught sight of Maps and Instruments. Opening the door, Sakura stepped in, the bell above ringing, signifying her arrival.

"A customer, eh, we don't get many of those nowadays." an old man sitting at the front desk said.

"If I may, oji-san, could I get a world map, preferably one that signifies Water Seven's location, please."

"Oh, I got plenty of those." Pulling out a sheet from under his drawer, the old man lay it on top of his desk.

"This suit you fine, Pinky?" he asked.

But Sakura didn't reply. On this map, there was no Earth Country, Fire Country, Water Country, or any of the Shinobi Nations. Instead, there were five seas, with islands scattered randomly around in many directions. East Blue. West Blue. North Blue. South Blue. But the one that baffled Sakura the most was a strip across the whole world, the Grand Line. And by the looks of it, Water Seven was located right near the middle of it.

Realizing quickly that the old man was expecting an answer, Sakura quickly nodded an assent.

"That would be 50 beli, girly." Then it hit her, Money! That was the one thing that she didn't consider when she stepped foot into this shop. Her mind was already so preoccupied that she forgot her business values. Sure, she had a few ryo in her sash from earlier. But what the heck was beli? Left with no choice, Sakura hoped the old man was a nice one and will let her go.

"Oji-san, I don't have any beli with me right now. Spare me a ticket please!" Sakura said seductively, with a wink and pose amplifying her breasts to bat. Entranced by her body, the old man, as expected, a pervert, let Sakura go.

"Of course, of course, take it. A pretty woman like you can have it free."

"Thank you, oji-san," Sakura said, winking her way out. Another blush appeared at the old man's cheeks.

Perverts. He acted just like Kakashi or Naruto back home. As she thought about her friends, a sad, nostalgic smile went across her face. No. Now was not the time, Sakura thought. She had to look through this map.

Reason seeming to be playing with Sakura a bit today. East Blue? Grand Line? The only possibility that Sakura could muster is that she was in another world. But even to Sakura, when all reason, again that funny word, pointed to this conclusion, even she who had been taught to think logically and analytically by her shishou could not comprehend this situation. In simpler terms, Sakura couldn't believe it.

Ok, Sakura thought. Let's take this step by step. Even if she had been transported into another world, the only possible explanation she could think of was the green light. But how did the green light come? What triggered it, what happened? Then it hit her, Kaguya. Even Madara didn't have the same capabilities as that eternal goddess. She had the power to truly bend time and space into her bidding. Was it possible, that even after Naruto and Sasuke had sealed her into oblivion, she was still alive? Was it possible that she would be there to haunt her again? She still had dreams from the war. It was something she never admitted, but it was true.

If Sakura ever truly felt scared and hopeless at one point, it was now. She had gone through a lot in her life, much more than any average person or Shinobi would go through. It started with losing her only true love to the endless pit of darkness that she just started realize there even was. Over time, Sakura realized he was truly out of reach, put into the darkness, as she recalled that Raikiri from his hand that almost killed her that day. But she had no time to recoup, to gather herself, as she had to step forward once again, this time to fight the darkness that took all from her, with War. True, endless War against the Akatsuki, who wanted Naruto. And Sakura, as Naruto's best friend through the years, put her life on the line for him in the Fourth Shinobi War. During this time, Sakura, as a medic, saved hundreds of people from the brink of death, the legacy of being the Godamie's apprentice tailing behind her. But yet, for every person she saved, two more died. The haunting faces, Sakura remembered, on the day that they were fighting the endless masses of Zetsu clones, scared her to this day. She begged for forgiveness, for not being able to save them, but as a Shinobi, Sakura learned, especially through her sensei, Kakashi, she had to live on, survive. Not forget. It would be foolish to forget. They were proud Shinobi who died for their village; they should be honored. But, at the same time, as a Shinobi, there has to be a future for you, a future for success and honor. Using Kakashi's ideology, at the time, Sakura was able to pull herself together, since she knew that she had friends who would support her at every hard joint, every hard junction she would have to face in life. So she fought, she fought at the last stages of the war, when Team 7 was finally reunited, risking her life for her boys. And life, it seemed okay from then on. He left to gather his emotions. But even then, Sakura didn't expect much from him after years of neglect. She was nineteen now, three years had passed. She seemingly grew stronger according to her friends back home. But how could she had grown stronger if she was in a different world now? She failed again. She failed to protect herself, but most of all her friends back home. Who knew what Shikamaru, who was on the mission too, was doing now? Was Shikamaru also in the same state? Was he in this world too?

Right now, Sakura felt the most scared she had ever felt in her entire life. There was no one, no one to help her get on her feet. No friends, almost nothing for her, except a small crackpot theory that Kaguya had sent her to another world.

Ever since then, Sakura held onto the belief that Shikamaru would be here, searching for six months. Over time, with research, Sakura learned more about this new world, and about the terrors that came with it. The Void Century. Pirate King. World Government. Tenryuubito. Marines. Shichibukai. Revolutionary Army. Gorosei. Yonko. Monkey D. Dragon. Shanks. Paradise. Whitebeard. Gol D. Roger. Kaido. New World. Devil Fruit. Big Mom. Ohara. The Pirate Era. Nico Robin. Slaves. Will of D. And most of all, One Piece.

It was so much more different than home. In a way, this new world seemed more fearsome, with the Tenryuubito ruling ruthlessly. But at the same time, there was a whole new mystery to this world. A mystery so deep, such that every person, whether they knew it or not, was somehow competing to discover it. Ranging from the depths and dark history of the Void Century hundreds of years ago, to the War-like future that lay ahead in the greatest struggle in history for the most-desired treasure in the world, One Piece, this new world baffled Sakura in many ways her old one didn't. Back in the Great Shinobi Nations, everything was already known or there; for when you fought, you fought for your country against others. However, here, it seemed like when you fought for your dreams, you fought against the whole world itself. So much more different. So much more mystery.

And Sakura had to admit, she liked it. She liked this new point of view on how to take the world in many ways she didn't even consider. But of course, this world would be so much better, had her friends been here. Maybe they could have all been pirates, marines, or even members of the Revolutionary Army together. No, Sakura thought. Naruto would cause too much trouble that they would be wanted even if they were Marines.

After realizing that Sakura was in uncharted territory, she had longed to remain undercover, and out of sight, at least for now. So she had gotten a decent job at Water Seven, working under a woman named Kalifa, who was Mayor Iceburg's assistant. For Sakura, it was a simple job really, a bunch of filing of Galley-La papers and a little managment on the port side. Since Water Seven, as she had learned, had the best shipyard in the whole world, there was a multitude of people that came and went frequently. Taking this fact into her advantage, Sakura had drawn herself into the black market, searching, searching and looking for any leads of Shikamaru. But none came. For six months, no sign of a pineapple-head lazy genius.

Ever since she had started working, Kalifa and Iceburg had shown her around the shipyard, introducing her to few of the shipwrights. Lucci. Kaku. Paulie, and many others. She had also met an extremely nice man at the bar, his name was Blueno. Now Sakura wasn't a fool. She knew appearances were deceiving. She was the Godaime's apprentice; a world-renowned Shinobi, well, world-renowned in her world. But still, she could tell the looks that Blueno, Lucci, Kaku, and Kalifa would give each other. They were small signals, like short nods, or the brief lift of a finger, but Sakura could tell. Her eyes were sharp and trained to look out for the smallest movement. In the ninja world, it was mandatory to be aware of your surroundings, otherwise there was a real possibility that you would die.

Sakura knew that those four were planning something. Well, for what that something was, she simply didn't care. It wasn't her job or priority at the moment to investigate every suspicious thing that occurred in Water Seven. So she left it for six months, and tried not to drive attention towards her, so she could silently investigate any possible leads of Shikamaru.

Currently, Sakura was walking down into the familiar alleyway once again, into the home of black markets in Water Seven, Southwest 67 Street. Each time Sakura went, she did a Henge to disguise herself. After all, she was well-known as Kalifa's assistant and it wouldn't do for a "fragile" girl with pink hair to go into the darkest streets of Water Seven.

So Sakura donned her usual Henge. A big burly man about 5' 10'' with blue eyes and brunette hair. She wore a dirty rag as a shirt and some dirty blue shorts. Nothing too special of a disguise, and pretty normal. Easy to blend in with the multitude of people dressed similarly. It was her everyday disguise, and Sakura was known in the streets as Lucas.

Walking down the dark alleyway accompanied by haunting shadows, Sakura stepped into the bar that had been her base of operations the past few months, Sake Time. And so she stepped forward, briefly glancing at the pathetic men who were drunk and laughing their time away. Taking her normal seat at the back right corner of the room, Sakura soon ordered a glass of beer to drink. Now, this was the crucial moment to listen, listen for any clues, any leads, anything to lead her to her beloved friends back home. And so she did, she listened carefully. And what Sakura heard shocked her the very first time in six months.

"CP9. Have you heard? They got a new member." One man at the table next to Sakura said.

"CP9? Isn't that the government's top secret agency?" Another man asked.

"Yes. And they got a new member. Apparently he's very strong."

Now Sakura didn't want to know how these men got their information. It was probably through a bunch of secrets, lies, and "other methods" that she didn't want to delve into, but it was the first time she had heard of an organization called CP9. A new member? He was strong? Now Sakura had realized many times before that the World Government tries to cover up anything not advantageous to them. So when Sakura heard of a new member in a secret government agency, she knew it was bad news. Who knows what purpose this agency had, for maybe they would try to stop the black market rumors. Sakura had to know more, so she took action.

"New member?" Sakura questioned the man at the table.

"Oh, Lucas," the man said, referring to her alias, "wanna join in, the table's open for you." Nodding her assent, Sakura stood up and sat in a chair at the neighboring table.

"So, what about this new member?" Sakura asked.

"We don't know much about the agency itself, it's all very 'hush hush', but rumors are saying that the new member is crazy strong, and crazy smart. People are also saying he has a way with shadows." Shadows? Now Sakura didn't show her surprise to the others outside of course, but inside she was jumping in glee. Crazy smart? Shadows? It was her first lead of Shikamaru in ages, no matter how iffy or not accurate it may be.

Just then, Sakura's beer came, and she quickly thanked the waiter. Wanting to know more, Sakura was about to open her mouth to question something, but the door creaked open, and five cloaked figures stepped inside the bar. Cloaked figures in this shady bar were very, very common, so there wasn't much of a reaction from the other bar patrons as they minded their business.

That is, until one of the cloaked members grabbed the neck of a bar patron and squeezed the life out of him. Now Sakura was surprised, but she didn't feel the need to take any action under her disguise. The idea was to be as normal as possible.

Suddenly, the bar quieted down. These five were somehow radiating power to the other patrons of the bar, almost seemingly demanding obedience from the members. It was almost natural to the bar members to fear them, almost like human nature. Sakura wasn't a newcomer to this bar, so she knew that these five were new. But she wasn't scared of these people like the other members of the bar were, in fact she was more like intrigued, on how people here, in this world, with no chakra could supposedly be somewhat strong. But Sakura ate her words, or in this case "thoughts", as she identified something she hadn't identified in six months.

Sakura's eyes widened in shock, fear, and in hope. She identified Shikamaru's chakra. It was the familiar warm, manly kind of feel. Not like Naruto's warm, sunny chakra, or Sasuke's dark, gloomy one. It was truly, truly Shikamaru's chakra coming out of one of the cloaked figures. Sakura's eyes glimmered in hope, happiness that she hadn't felt in ages as she made eye contact with the middle figure, whom she was hundred percent sure that was Shikamaru.

She was pretty sure he made eye contact with her too, as she saw the slight widening of his eyes as he most likely identified her chakra. Wanting a confirmation on if it was really Shikamaru, she did a quick chakra flare. Sakura smiled joyfully as she recognized the familiar chakra flare Shikamaru did. Now, since she had confirmed it was indeed Shika, the only thing left to do was to talk to him.

Sakura silently motioned Shika to talk to her her with a small movement of her finger. Seemed like Shikamaru got the message, as he seemingly mouthed the word "Troublesome" and walked forward. The other four cloaked members gave him questioning looks.

In reply, Shikamaru said, "Wait here. I'm coming." Now, everyone at the bar was standing still. It seemed a few words from Shikamaru's mouth were enough to make patrons start sweating intense bullets. Shikamaru, for once, in Sakura's opinion, seemed intimidating. In order to make sure she kept in character, Shikamaru signaled Sakura with ANBU code with his fingers to stay still. Sakura compiled by continuing to sit in her chair, unnoticed by everyone else.

"Ok, let's get started." Shikamaru muttered. And yet again, with some more words from Shikamaru's mouth, the patrons of the bar started to sweat bullets, and their pupils dilated forward in the utmost fear. Taking no notice of how the others in the bar reacted to him, Shikamaru stepped forward and quickly shunshined (Body Flicker Technique) around the room, knocking everyone out by hitting their pressure point on the neck, Sakura noticed. Everyone except her and his cloaked friends.

Sakura was surprised at the least. Shikamaru was not the one to take such a brash action. Maybe it was part of a greater plan or something. Sakura wouldn't be surprised at all if it was. It was Shikamaru after all. But one question truly plagued Sakura, just who were these cloaked companions of his?

Glancing around the room one last time, checking if everyone had been knocked out, Shikamaru said "No disguise needed anymore, Sakura." At that statement, Sakura thought she had heard a voice of surprise coming from the other cloaked figures. Lifting her head up to check, Sakura realized that it might just be her head, or something else.

With that confirmation from Shikamaru, Sakura dispersed her Henge, revealing her familiar pink shoulder-length locks, and her emerald green eyes. Shikamaru also took off his cloak, revealing his familiar pineapple-shaped hair. The other four cloaked figures seemingly widened their eyes in surprise at such a rash action by their supposed leader, but Sakura took no heed. She was simply so happy at finally, finally seeing Shikamaru after six months of searching, searching and looking forever.

Taking advantage of the situation, Sakura jumped forward and wrapped her pale arms around the Nara genius's neck. Sakura was very sure that she heard a murmur of "Women are troublesome."

"You seem lively as ever Shikamaru," Sakura said in reply.

"Yeah, well," Shikamaru muttered rubbing his hand behind his head. "Anyhow, Sakura, as much as I want to catch up with you, I've got to show you some people." Shikamaru said while looking at the cloaked figures.

Nodding in consent, Sakura let go of Shikamaru's neck and looked forward towards Shikamaru's companions.

"Take off your cloaks." Shikamaru ordered.

One by one, the cloaks of the four mysterious figures fell off. Sakura stared in the eyes of Lucci, Kalifa, Kaku, and Blueno.

"Now, Sakura I know you may be wondering just what is going on." Shikamaru said as he assessed Sakura's surprised pupils. "I'll give you one word to ease your suspicions. Sakura, you take it from there."

Looking up expectantly at the Nara genius, Shikamaru said the one word that would forever change Sakura's life.

"CP9."

Chapter 2 The Straw Hats Enter (preview)

"Oi, nee-chan," Luffy said, addressing the new pink-haired girl he just met, "just what do you want with Robin? She hasn't done anything to you. I'm going to save Robin, just you see!"

Sakura stared at the young straw hat boy in surprise. He cared so much for his nakama, so much that he would die for a woman hated and shunned all her life, such that she wanted to die right now. She hadn't seen anything like this ever before.

Why? She wondered as she looked up at the sunny sky, Why? For someone to care so much for a friend, it defied all of Sakura's ninja life. It was just like Naruto, and it was the opposite of Sasuke. It truly was.

And for that, and to justify her thought, Sakura did something she never expected she would ever do in her entire life.

"You. You want to save your friend?" Sakura said.

"Of course!" Luffy replied.

"I'll help you." Sakura said. She smiled slightly as she saw Luffy's mouth grow into a wide grin.

"You're not that bad at all, nee-chan. You're pretty nice! Shishishishishi" Luffy said.