It is a brisk sunny morning on the high seas, a large vessel capable of holding four hundred men drifts upon the waves with the sails wide open. A pirates skull of cross bones decorates both the sail and the flag waving above. This ship belongs to who may be the most famous pirates in the area, the Takahashi's. As a family it would seem that each member was born to sail, and rob ships. It starts with the father, a bald man of age 50 who possesses multiple piercings, some with in the oddest places. Being a pirate had been a family traditions since his four-fathers age, and he was not about to give up his families living style. Quick with a gun, and easily able to wield a sword he completely rules as captain of his pirate crew. Next is the mother, a beautiful and strong woman. She refuses to give out her age, due to the fact it may ruin her skills. She constantly sneaks onto the ships of unwed royalty, and uses her highly seductive skills to trick men. This skill is used when the pirates want to take over a ship that of course will be too difficult to do with force. Now for the oldest son Takahiro, age 28. Much like his father, except for the piercings and having his hair. He too wields a sword with great skill, and has easily decapitated guards on other ships.
Lastly the younger brother Misaki. In the field as a pirate the boy is completely useless, however he does have certain skills that allow him to be useful to his pirate family. First thing is that he can knit and sew, a skill highly needed for his family when their clothes get torn apart during battle. He spends at least 40 hours a week making new clothes for his family and himself. Next is that he can cook, while most pirates live of gruel and stale bread the Takahashi's get to eat a cozy meal. Made from the storage of grains, vegetables, and freshly caught fish. Surprisingly Misaki is a master with a chefs knife, and yet he cannot even wield a sword correctly.
One day Misaki was busy working in the kitchen when suddenly he heard a banging on his door. "Oi! Brother! We're coming down! Prepare a mid day meal." The boy sighed, and grabbed the loaf of bread that he had made that morning. Each slice was perfectly unison, as he made them each an even 1 inch thick slice. As he continued to dice and chop vegetables, and sauteing them in a pan. Takahiro came down the stairs with a pretty young woman on his arm. Miss, Manami was almost as seductive as the two brothers mother. Except that she didn't like the idea of being with any other man besides Takahiro. They both gave each other a light kiss, and giggled. "Aye! Misaki, you have the food ready yes?" He smiled, and shook his but. "No brother, but it should be done within the moment." He pointed to the table. "Misaki!" Manami spoke with a French accent. "You are... how you say the sweet one!" The boy smiled and handed them both a piece of bread, and a jar of preserves. Then he went back to the main course, grabbing a large piece of salmon they had caught just that morning, and grabbing his butchers and filleting knifes. Both Takahiro and Manami were amazed by how easily Misaki could make clean perfect cuts. If only he could use that skill in fighting.
Another knock came to the door. "Aye Misaki! Takahiro! I'm coming down." They knew the booming voice of their father quite well, and knew when to stand at attention and when to stay relaxed. Misaki sighed happily as the fish was almost done cooking.