Wanderer

"Wha- What? Where am I?" She asked into the air, rubbing the huge bump on her forehead. Wincing, she pushed herself to her feet, leaning on a rock for balance. She peered into the fog, scowling when she could not make out anything. Stumbling to the edge of the rock, she yelled "ANYONE OUT THERE?"

Her voice rebounded, creating an echo. The fog cleared a little, letting her see further away. Rocks after rocks entered her vision, making her grit her teeth. The gray rocks contrasted against the dark blue-black sea, giving her an eerie feeling. She shivered, hating the feel of helplessness surrounding her. A chill crawled up her spine, as her eyes darted around her.

"YO!" A low, excited voice yelled out, in the middle of the fog. The mysterious fog appeared to her like a light shining from the darkness, showing her the way out from this nightmare.

"WHERE ARE YOU?" She exclaimed in desperation, hoping that the mysterious voice would come and save her.

"I'M HERE!" The voice yelled back. It seemed to be getting stronger, clearer. The voice must be closer, she deduced. Her eyebrow twitched in irritation. I'm here? Of course I know you're there, I can hear you! She thought angrily, cracking her knuckles, a habit of hers when she was nervous or frightened. Or angry, which was what she was currently feeling.

"WHERE IS HERE?!" She yelled back, frustrated.

"HERE!" The voice screamed in her ear. She let loose a high pitched scream, jumping away in fright from the deafening voice. She clasped her hands over her ears, eyes glowing in anger. Turning, she narrowed her eyes.

"Why," She asked in a low threatening voice. "Did you have to shout. WHEN I WAS BLOODY NEXT TO YOU!" She ended off with a bang, shouting back.

"Well, you were shouting. I was shouting. I didn't want to ruin the combo!" A boy told her gleefully, a cheerful grin plastered on his face. By his voice, she could tell that he was the one who had shouted at her. She lowered her head, her bangs shadowing her eyes. Fists by her side, she stalked to the boy.

A cloud of dust rose up around them. When it settled, the boy was cowering on the ground, a huge bump on his head, false tears leaking from his eyes, sniffling slightly. She stood in anger above him, giving him a deathly glare. The boy's straw-hat was tied to his neck, covering the back of his neck. His red singlet billowed, as he pouted and turned towards her.

"Do you have meat?" He asked, frowning at her. Raising an eyebrow, she slapped her forehead.

"Do I LOOK like I have meat with me? On this deserted slab of rock surrounded by other rocks in the middle of the ocean that has a cover of fog?" She asked irritatedly, tapping her foot.

"Yeah!" He replied excitedly, his eyes shining. "Do you?"

She sighed, reaching out. With a flick of her hands she pounded the bump on his head. He shrieked, running away with his hands on his heads. "Ok ok I get it!"

"Where did you come from?" She commented, peering through the fog. "I can't see anything. You flew here?" She teased, hands behind her head.

"So what if I did?" The boy retorted, folding his arms and glaring at her. Her eyes widened playfully, erupting into laughter.

"You really can fly then? That's so cool!" She laughed, holding her hands over her stomach. The boy scratched his chin, seeming deep in thought.

"Yeah... It WOULD be cool... But nah, I have a ship!" He announced proudly. She stopped laughing, gave him a look, and the corner of her uplifted lips twitched. Before she could control herself, she started laughing again.

"A shi...ship? She asked. "You're a pirate then? Oh my god." She stated, her eyes widening. "You remind me of someone... Someone I've seen somewhere..." She paced the ground. "AHA!" She yelled, snapping her fingers and turning around to face him excitedly. "You remind me of this guy I've seen, Luffy! Monkey D. Luffy!"

"Wha-" He trailed off, scratching his head. "My name IS Monkey D. Luffy."

"Haha yeah right - WOAH WAIT WHAT?" The girl yelled, disbelieving. "No way. You're in an anime for God's sake."

"Anime? What's that?" The clueless boy asked, a trickle of drool sliding from his mouth. "Is it edible?"

"No. It's not."

Another cloud of dust flew up. When it cleared, only the girl was left standing. The boy was whimpering on the ground, begging for mercy.

This story is probably going to be a short one, if I can't get any inspiration on how to continue it. It's dedicated to my nee-sans and imouto-chan for loving one piece so much. I love it too, but... I don't think as much as them. Review? I'm dying to know if I can write well. Ja~