Disclaimer: I do not in any way own One Piece or any of Eiichiro Oda's works. I do in every way promote One Piece as one of the best animes.
ever conceived.
Author's Note: This is my first fanfiction and I'm also pretty new to the site itself. Any compliments are appreciated however criticism is much more valuable to me.
Also the song, Binks No Sake, is a tune to listen to before reading as it revolves around it. Likewise none of the rights to it are mine.
A long time ago, before the Great Pirate era, there was a country in West Blue. The country of Ongaku had not allied itself with the World Government but at the time it did not matter since there weren't fifty-billion pirates sailing around to be some sort of pirate official or lord or governor or…president! There weren't too many pirates around trying to become the Pirate President and those that were had little ambition and no strength that came from the heart. However, when one took a look at Ongaku they found a change in aura that seemed like the coming of a new era that would usher in.
In the small town of Gakki a boy in tattered clothing holds up a cup to by passers.
"A good deed for your spot in heaven", the boy asked with hunger in his voice. A woman, hearing him, walked away without a word while holding her daughters hand.
"Doesn't that boy have a mommy, mommy?", she asked. The mom motioned for her daughter to come along while scolding her.
"How great it must be to have a family, a name even!", he told himself with a smirk as he looked to a cloudy sky. He wasn't sad to not have a name or family, he just daydreamed about it when he wasn't begging. It's funny how even in a crowded street filled with laughter, you can still feel so alone. He walked down the street into a new part of town. It was a beautifully tiled plaza with shops surrounding it and a giant fountain in the middle. At the other side was a beach with a magnificent view of the rising sun. It was there, in that coastal plaza, that he saw it. A shiny violin hung from a display in a shop filled with many other instruments but with said violin shining in the sun's warm rays. There was no lag in reaction.
"I could sell it", he thought out of hunger. He ran in to the shop, snatched the violin and sprinted off past the fountain and into the old part of town.
"That…was surprisingly easy", he said to himself. He saw that people around him were looking at the shiny piece of wood. He had now seen it in full light. He had never had anything before. The strings were all finely tuned and the end of the strings were it meets the wood was made out of solid brass. He could see his reflection in the golden instrument from the heavens. He looked at himself and back to it and knew that a boy with barely enough clothing to keep him warm during the summer and a face that only his mother, who didn't exist, could love didn't deserve the right to even hold it. He quickly ran off to a pawn shop.
He summed up his courage to talk to another human being and mumbled," I'd…l-like to sell this…thing". He didn't know what it is he was holding and it was just now that he realized this.
The old man smoking a pipe behind the counter knew this as well and grunted in a cocky way, "Tell ya what child, I'll gib ya five belly". The boy simply walked out with an emotionless face. He made about fifteen belly a day begging and it still couldn't pay enough for him to even smell food. He didn't know exactly what it was for but it had strings so it must be meant for music. He went in to a busy alley and decided to play it to see if anyone would give him money like he saw some of the other people in the plaza doing to some street performers. Have you ever heard this one thing called Rap? The boy's playing made that very music genre sound amazing. Needless to say no one gave him money. Some that came by took some coins from him though if that counts as business. He needed to find a job. That much was clear, but where was the question. He walked into the nearest building since he didn't know how to read to see if it would suit him. He asked if there was any work. The luckiest thing happened to him on that day. No amount of coins he found on the ground or food found in the dumpster could amount to this moment. The bartender gave him a case of sake (alcoholic beverage) and told him to deliver it to the music store in the new plaza.
TO BE CONTINUED...