Note: Critics, be gentle with me. I wrote this thing with my own bare hands and my own imagination and don't make it to hard. Yes, this is a One Piece fanfiction and the story goes to Rob Lucci. We all know the bastard so much and we know he's an ass, but how did he became like that I wonder. After all, everything must have an origin. The chapters will roll out soon.
Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece and its characters, except the girl.
A Song Never Forgotten
Prologue
St. Poplar, it is a beautiful day in this small town. The sun rays beamed through the town windows as mercenaries and citizens roam through. The town hospital; around 6 people outside are happy as their comrade shook the doctor's hand. These people are known as the CP9, who miraculously survived the 'Buster Call' that destroyed their stronghold 'Enies Lobby'. The man, no other than Rob Lucci, was the coldest and cruelest of all the CP9 but for now, he shook the doctor's hand to show gratitude for the first time in front of his comrades for healing and nursing him back to health.
"Well, it's good to have him back!" Kaku said holding a luggage bag in his left hand.
"I'll say, we would have lost him if it wasn't for us, Cha-pa-pa!" Fukuro agreed.
"Che! I'd rather see him dead than to see him live any day." Jyabura scoffed and muttered.
"What's wrong, Jyabura?" Lucci approached as Hattori; his pigeon, perched on his right shoulder. "I thought you'd be happy to see me alive and well."
"Don't rub it in your face!" Jyabura said "Remember, you owe us hell for putting you back into shape!"
"Now, now you two. Lucci has just gotten out of the hospital and now you two wanted to fight?" Califa; the only female in the group said.
"Yoi-yoi!" Califa-san is right! Is it very wrong to fight Lucci at this day?" Kumadori agreed on Califa's side.
Jyabura backed off from Lucci.
"We should go to a place where we can celebrate his return." Blueno said. "I suggest that we should go for a little bowling?"
"That's a great idea!" Kaku smiled.
Then the rest of the CP9 chattered (exception Lucci) in agreement as they began to march to the town to bowl. They passed by few stores on their way when a sound caught Lucci's attention. A sound of a flute being played by its user.
"That song," Lucci said as the others go on without him "That couldn't be-''
He followed the music through an alley way between two stores as it continued playing, growing louder as he nears the source. When he reached the far right side of the alley, he saw a girl; around twelve playing a flute under a sun ray. She has short black hair that passed her ears, she wears a black sweat shirt with a black skirt underneath it and also a white blouse and she also wore black stockings and black shoes. She may have her back turned to him, but Lucci was surprised, as if he recognized her.
"Hi Lucci." The girl spoke after she stopped playing.
"How inconvenient." Lucci sighed.
"Surprised, huh?"
"Not exactly. Considering our last mission together, I didn't expect you'll be… around."
"Haha, very funny stone-face." The girl giggled "But I thought that you've never-''
"Not so fast, you don't want to start a fight."
"Oh?"
"Of all the people in our homeland, you are the most naïve and optimistic. But that's not what an assassin should be."
"You do know I have high hopes that you'll change. But no matter what, you've never even try to." She placed a strand of hair behind her left ear. "Am I right, Lucci?"
"I had been trying to change. After all, you are the only person… who I can consider calling a 'friend'."
Well I will hear your comments soon enough. See ya!