I stormed away from Kaya's manor to the cliff I used to come to a lot when was lonely as a kid. I felt that loneliness again now, Kaya had been my friend and now it seems I was alone again. And as that bastard said my father was worthless, I wondered if there would ever be a time when I would stop sticking up for my father, a father who was not here. Where are you Dad. I can stop defending him though, because when I stop, when I let people tell me he is worthless, then what am I? I sat down under the tree and stared out into the ocean where somewhere, my father was riding the waves.
The loneliness I was accustomed to, but the anger was new. I welcomed the change. Anything to quell this uncertainty and misery. He knows nothing of my father! He has never met him; my father is a great pirate. But a small part of me argued, you know hardly anything about him either. Mother said he went to the sea, the townspeople said he is a pirate. For all you know he could be rotting in a cell now, or even dead. It taunted. I pushed that voice back to the No! My father is a great man. I know it.
"HEY! You're here!" Came a voice as the grinning face it belonged to popped out of thin air an inch from my face. I jumped up letting out a screech as my heart attempted to lurch out of my chest. It's that boy from the restaurant. I sat back down again trying to calm my heart, and noticed he was hanging upside down from the tree. How did he get all the way up there without me noticing?
"It's you. Don't scare me like that again." I muttered, trying to quell my embarrassment at jumping like frightened rabbit at this boy who was about threatening as a baby. It's a good thing none of my crew is around to see me. This boy is the least threatening thing I have ever seen. They would have laughed if they knew he scared me. He thought watching the boy walk on his hands to free himself from the tree, with annoying ease, before letting his feet drop and sit cross legged a foot away facing the ocean.
"Yasopp is your father? Right?" The boy asked, though it sounded more of a statement to him. How does he know my father, I never run into anyone who knows him. His curiosity got the better of him
"Eh? How do you know?"
"I met him when I was young." He has even met him recently
"What! You met my father?" I exclaimed
"You look a lot like Yasopp. That is why I felt that I had met you before, your story helped me remember."
I looked like him, people always told me I look just like my mother, and since I had no idea what my Dad looks like. I thought feeling a serge of joy. The questions I had asked people over and over again when I was younger came back, Where is he? What is he like? Why hasn't he come back? Does he miss me? This could be my chance after years of disappointment. Before I could stop myself I burst out
"Where is he?"
"I don't know" the boy proclaimed as if it should be apparent , I felt my heart sinking, but the boy had not finished,
"But he has to be with Shanks. For sure. Yasopp was my favorite crew member."
WHAT!
"Really!" I asked astonished. The boy nodded and turned to watch the two gulls swoop and dive at the sea. I could barely process the news. A crew member! On Shanks' crew. The Shanks. I had to be sure.
"He's with Red Haired Shanks!" I yelled at the boy, barely restraining myself from grabbing him and shaking him. His eyes were bulged with shock at my outburst.
"Yeah." He answered cautiously.
I felt like I would almost explode with excitement and pride. Wow Shanks is. Holy Crap! Dad MUST be a brave pirate.
"You know Shanks?" He asked surprised. Everyone knows Shanks. He is one of the four that rule the New World. And my father is right there with him.
"Sure Shanks is a very famous pirate, my father is with that great man" I boosted unable to contain my happiness. I knew it! I knew it! I knew he was a brave warrior of the sea. I am going to be just like him one day.
"Your father is a very good sharp shooter. I have never seen him miss a target, he even hit an apple once from all the way down the street." The boy mentioned.
Wow. I have gotten pretty good with my slingshot but I could never do that. My Dad is even more amazing then I imagined.
"He talked about you a lot. " He continued looking amused at the memory. I could feel a growing warmth in my chest. He misses me too.
"He is a really great pirate." The boy told me.
Well of course you have to be to sail with the Emperors. I thought proudly. I always knew he was a great pirate. But I it is nice to hear it from someone else, some one who has met him. I wish I could have met him. I will someday, when I go out to sea myself. When I have a great crew too. But for now I could wait, content with the knowledge that he was off on adventure with the Red Haired Shanks.
"You think so to." I agreed
I stood, feeling too restless to sit any longer. I want to get stronger, go out to sea and become a warrior just like him.
"Getting out into the wide sea with out knowing what the future will bring. I am really proud of my father." Very proud. Wait for me Dad.