Hey guys, just wanted to make clear some facts about the story you about to read: 1.) Takes place 10 years in Naruto's Future 2.) No Harems, I suck at them. Badly. 3.) It only intertwines with One Piece canon but does not follow it resolutely. That's all for now so please enjoy and review!

A Clash of Cultures

Chapter 0.) Prologue:

(At Marineford)xxxxxx

Two large men appear to be engaged in a very loud and heated conversation. One of the sizable men wears a white and blue cap in the shape of a seagull with the words 'MARINE' stitched across the front of the cap. His attire includes round spectacles, a white Marine uniform with a matching cape, and finally a long black goatee in braids and matching mustache.

The other large man, who was giving the black goateed one some grief, came equipped with a grey beard/mustache and a head of hair to go with it. Marked along the underside of his left eye was a long scar most likely gained from battle.

"I'm telling ya Sengoku, this has bad idea written all over it! Trust me, I've made a lot of them." The grey haired man yelled finally stopping to breathe, though he still felt an amazing amount of anxiety.

"I don't care Garp!" Barked back Sengoku, annoyance etched across his face. "And like you said, since when have you been a beacon of good ideas, eh?"

The man named Garp took a surprised step back, but quickly regained his posture, crossing his arms in arrogant defiance, clearly not in favor of whatever Sengoku had planned. Sengoku merely stared back at Garp, waiting to see who would give first, all the while the air tensed and thinned, almost as if in fear.

Finally Garp relented, "Listen Sengoku, we don't even have a lot to go on here right? What exactly can we trust? A few Fishermen stories, two Fish-MAN rumors, and one, ONE Poneglyph that may or may not allude to these things?! And you're still willing send a meek ambassador to THAT PLACE?" Garp was practically shouting at this point, though if Sengoku faltered his face didn't show it. His expression was one of stone cold resolution to whatever he had decided.

Still eyeing Garp, Sengoku eventually responded. "It's not my call Garp. Now, I could negotiate on who to send with the Ambassador, but he still goes." Squinting his eyes in suspicion, he decides to question the Vice-Admiral. "Besides, I would have thought that you of all people would be excited about this venture to meet another civilized people."

Garp gave a very reluctant shrug, casting off Sengoku's glare easily after years of exposure to his icy gaze. "Normally I would be, but I've heard plenty of stories that say that it's not a safe place for timid ambassadors to venture without protection." Garp lifted his fingers from his fist counting off everything that he has heard, "Whole ships disappearing, Famous Pirates meeting their ends trying to be its conqueror, I've even heard a few curious Marines have been missing! I just feel lucky that they decided to keep themselves to themselves."

Sengoku nodded his head in understanding. He and everyone else above were wary of its presence, which is one of the reasons they've put up with leaving it alone for so long. But that Poneglyph archive changed everything, and as Garp and even Sengoku felt, not for the better. After all they didn't even really know what kind of people live there.

"I understand your concerns Garp, but to be fair to the Nobles we've never tried having a diplomatic vessel attempt some sort of negotiation!" Although Sengoku gave a strong argument, it was clear Garp was tiring him out, and he felt that he'd go himself just to shut him up. 'Wait a minute, why don't I just meet him halfway?' thought Sengoku with an exasperated sigh. He looked up to see a cross armed Garp waiting for his response.

"Alright Garp, how about I convince the higher up to send the diplomat along with a Marine Captain and his or her crew? They should offer an appropriate amount protection for the Ambassador and I finally get you off my back. What do you say?" Sengoku prayed to God that Garp agreed. He didn't think he could stand another hour arguing with him before coming to blows.

Garp stood for ten minutes, not moving or saying anything, giving Sengoku some anxiety. He finally spoke in a rousing tone, "Actually, what'd you say? I wasn't really paying attention..." Garp burst into laughter at Sengoku's angry response. Sengoku had taken up to pelting him with desk objects, when Garp started crying with laughter, which could be heard all across Marinford.

(Sometime Later)xxxxxx

"Very well," Said Sengoku, finishing up his conversation with whoever was on his Den-Den mushi. "Prepare the vessel for immediate transport, along with the strongest Captain in East Blue." Sengoku eyed Garp, who was actually paying rapt attention for once, though for how long Sengoku couldn't tell.

'If only he was this serious about his job...' thought Sengoku

"Set a course for the Forgotten Isles," Ordered Sengoku. 'And pray that nothing goes wrong...' he himself thought.

(In the Forgotten Isles)xxxxxx

A young blonde man sneezes, almost as though he felt a premonition. He looks towards the sea but nothing appears except a few seagulls and white docile clouds. "Something interesting is going to happen, Dattebayo." said the smiling blonde man...

A.N.: Hey guys hoped you liked the prologue! Not much action I know but I just wanted to set the stage a bit hahaha. Alright 3 guesses on who the Marine Captain is, I know, you know.

Stay tuned for Chapter 1: Storm Origins!

-Ridtom