Title: Cute little monsters
Series: One Piece
Characters/Paring:
Genfic with Kalifa, Jyabura, Kaku, and Lucci. Maybe pairings
later?
Rating: PG
Dedicated: Basically, the whole idea is
maldororgw's
fault. Or brilliant brainchild. She wrote/drew this,
and I hope she writes another fic to accompany it with, but in the
meantime I wrote this to to get the images out of my head and
onto the screen. I'll probably follow this up with something, but I'm
leery of making promises because I'm bad at keeping them. (See latest
procrastination spree- Damn, I really need to write other more urgent
things)
Summary: Take the Gaki-Gaki fruit. Add CP9. Scream and
run away.
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There are three days in her life that Kalifa wishes she could forget.
The first was the day she watched her sister get raped and killed by a rampaging pirate. It was the day she watched her island burn, and heard her parents' screams, and her brother's cries.
After that day she joined the marines, ridiculously young but determined to be strong, to prove that women weren't helpless and to fight back, and if she sold her soul and snuffed out her emotions in the process, it was a fair price to pay.
The second was the day a crew of pirates tore through everything she believed in and left her for dead. She nearly was, and she didn't make it off the island herself- Kaku carried her, stupid sentimental that he was, and Jyabura and Lucci hobbled along behind. How they made it off alive she doesn't know.
After that day she recovered slowly, and couldn't stand to see the ever-increasing bounties on a certain set of posters- Couldn't understand why Kaku kept them tacked up to his wall and seemed to find them hilariously amusing.
The third day was the day she woke up to see Jyabura rolling on the floor, laughing hysterically as he pointed at two vaguely familiar six-year-olds.
After that day, she went into intensive therapy.
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It was the long nose on the blond toddler that clued her in. She sank into the nearest chair available, and wished they could have waited until after she had some coffee in her system. It was a bad habit she had picked up while she'd been a secretary for Iceburg, and she was craving it badly as she watched the black-haired toddler trip over his own feet and begin to wail.
Jyabura stopped laughing after a while, and still wheezing for breath between his words, he began to tell her what had happened.
It had been one of those pesky fruits that everyone at Marine headquarters warned you about- The ones that changed you back into children if you were hit by their user's beams. Most devil fruits were one-of-a-kind, but these ones, known as the Gaki-gaki fruit in all but a few variations, were one of the most common types available.
How the hell both Kaku and Lucci had been idiot enough to get hit, Jyabura didn't know.
"Well, they're your problem now, anyway," He said cheekily, and tried to escape though the door.
Kalifa might have lost a good deal of her former control over the Rokushiki, especially Shigan and Geppou, but her Soru was perfect.
Jyabura gulped as he was backed into the wall, a finger aimed menacingly at his throat.
"Why are they my problem, exactly?"
"Because you're a woman, so you're in charge of taking care of things like this."
Kalifa beat him senseless before it occurred to her that that now left her as the only one to take care of the kids. Somehow, she didn't have the heart to foist a young Lucci onto an unsuspecting underling. She must have been getting soft.