The Melody of the Seas
By: Escachick357
Ch.1- The Green Haired Musician
Disclaimer- I don't own One Piece…damn.
Okay, this is my 2nd One Piece story. This is pretty much about a slave girl who joins the Straw Hat Pirates as the musician, but has something about her past, present, and future that could completely destroy herself and the crew. I've only seen up to episode 126, so I may not add some characters and might make some of the characters seem OOC, but hey, It's a fanfic.
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The sound of chains dragging filled the city of Yokuna. A man on a horse rode to the middle of the city. Behind him were four strong, muscular men holding chains clamped tightly on the feet and waists of twelve smaller figures. The smaller figures walked through the town, trying their best to ignore the snickers and whispering of the townspeople.
In the middle of the line of figures, which were kids aging between twelve to fifteen, was a girl with green hair and wearing a green hair ribbon. She heard her sister shaking in fear behind her, so she reached back and grabbed her sister's hand with her own and kept walking. By the time the line got to the middle of town, the sun had almost set and the townspeople were entering their own homes for the night.
The man on the horse dragged the line of kids into a small building with four bunks, removed the chains, then left the building, locking it from the outside. Nobody on the inside bothered to complain about it…except for the 2nd eldest girl, Haru. The kids in the building were all slaves that were going to be sold in Yokuna to either citizens or visitors. None of them liked it, but it was a way of life for them. People wanted others, especially kids, to do their own work for them and not having to pay.
The green haired girl laid down on the bed she shared with her sister. Both girl's bags sat on the floor by their bed. From the bunk next to them, Haru was sharing a bed with another girl and complaining about yet again being sold, especially since she claimed that she was kidnapped from a rich family and was forced to become a slave three years ago.
"I know this time my family will come and pick me up and bring me back to their mansion." Haru announced with excitement.
The boy on the top of her bunk laughed, "Yeah right, Haru. You always say that and then you get bought by someone else. You don't even know the name of your hometown."
Haru's cheeks grew red, "I…I'll find it sooner or later."
The green haired girl looked at her sister. Her sister's brown eyes looked into the girls' blue-green ones. "Do you think we'll be chosen?" The sister asked the green haired girl.
The green haired girl shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know. Let's just go to sleep."
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Meanwhile, on the "Going Merry", Luffy turned his head back at Nami and asked, "Are we almost at…uh…that one city?"
Nami let out a sigh, "The city is called Yokuna. And we'll be there in about 3 days."
"Oh." Luffy answered as he turned his head back to the sea.
"It's getting pretty dark, do you think we should drop the anchor?" Zoro asked from the other side of the ship.
Without turning his head, Luffy answered, "Yeah. Probably." Zoro then got up and dropped the anchor.
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The sun rose in Yokuna. Men and women woke up and started with their chores and work. Then man on the horse unlocked the door to the small building and woke up all the kids inside with a sharp jab at their sides. The kids grabbed their bags and followed the man outside, shackles were placed onto their ankles by his helpers, and walked onto the large platform in the middle of town.
The kids sat down on the platform, eating the small, hard pieces of bread and drinking the small amount of water they were given for breakfast. The green haired girl's sister was yet again shaking nervously. She was shaking so badly that she could barely hold her cup and bread. The green haired girl put her hand on her sister's arm and whispered comfortably, "Calm down, Misao. Everything's going to be okay." Her sister nodded and finished her breakfast.
Once everybody finished, the lead man forced every one of the slaves to stand on the platform, a demand quite common in slave trades. You had to stand for hours until you were given a chance to sit by the guard. Within eight hours that day, four of the twelve slaves had been sold to four different people. It didn't surprise the green haired girl and Misao that they weren't bought.
The green haired girl was a slave that could read and write, one thing that slave owners didn't want their slaves to be able to do. Misao, on the other hand, was scared of her owners and spent most of her time hiding behind her sister. The two of them were ALWAYS the last to be chosen.
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Two days had passed and the original twelve slaves had been reduced to three: Haru, Misao, and Misao's sister. During the afternoon, the guard had taken the shackles off the girl's ankles for a while and turned his back to them to talk to a woman in the streets. As the guard's back was turned, four thirteen-year-old boys came up to the girls holding tomatoes and rocks.
They threw the tomatoes first and some hit the girls, but they couldn't fight back. In this era, slaves were about as low as pirates and would be punished if fought with others. Once the tomatoes were gone, the boys threw rocks, just barely missing the girls until one finally hit Misao.
Her sister looked at Misao and saw a tiny stream of blood coming from her brown curls and rolling down the side of her head. Her sister then decided to take action.
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The Straw Hat Pirates entered Yokuna an hour before and decided to wander around the town. Luffy and Zoro got closer to the platform and saw four boys throwing tomatoes and rocks. They saw the girls not fighting back until a little brown haired one started bleeding. Then they saw a green haired one run after them.
She punched the boy that hit her sister. Blood poured out of his nose and screamed in terror even though it was just a simple nosebleed. She went to the next boy and slugged him in the stomach. As he knelt to the ground, the girl went to the 3rd boy and gave him a black eye. Before she could do anything else, the 4th boy grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her to the ground.
As quick as lightening, he yanked the hair ribbon out of her hair. The girl yelled and started running at the boy, but his friends held her back. Fists were flying, mostly from her, and screaming came. The guard screamed at the girl, who escaped the boy's clutches and ran at the boy that held her hair ribbon.
The guard grabbed her and started dragging her towards the platform.
The girl screamed, "My treasure! He took my treasure!" and tried to loosen herself from his grip. The guard didn't let go of her.
The girl screamed even after she saw the four boys disappear.
Finally, the guard couldn't take it anymore. He raised his hand and smacked her on the back of the head just hard enough to knock her unconscious.
The guard signaled to one of his men to carry the girl back to the small building and onto one of the beds.
Misao stared at the man in fear. He had knocked out a little girl even though he didn't know what really happened. Luffy and Zoro were completely shocked. Never in their lives had they seen a man acting so cruelly to a little girl.
Haru and Misao went back to the building as soon as the sun began to set. Misao put her bag to the side of her sister's bed.
The green haired girl moaned and opened her eyes.
"Are you okay?" Misao asked her sister as she sat up.
Her sister nodded her head as a large green apple was put in her hands.
The girl looked at Misao and then at the apple, "How did you get this?"
Misao smiled, "I found some berries lying in the street, so I used them to buy the apple and some other things when the guard wasn't looking." As soon as she finished, she put an orange in Haru's hands and a peach in her own. The girls quickly ate the fruits before one of the men could check up on them.
Misao licked the peach juice off her fingers before reaching into her own bag, "Oh, and the man that I bought the fruits from gave me this." Misao then pulled out a newspaper and put it in her sister's hands.
The green haired girl opened it up and started reading.
"Anything good?" Haru asked as she threw her orange peels in the trash.
"Yeah. In fact, here's one for you, Haru." The girl answered.
"Read it!" Haru demanded. The girl took a deep breath:
"Hiko Morimura and his wife Aki have decided to stop continuing their search for their daughter, Haru. Haru, now currently aged thirteen, was kidnapped from her luxurious home in Yokuna 3 years ago and was trained to be a slave. After three years of searching homes and slave owners with no success, they couple made the heart breaking decision to stop searching."
Haru started to softly cry.
Misao and her sister weren't sure if they were tears of joy or sorrow. "Hey, Haru. It says that your parents live here in Yokuna. Even if you ARE bought, you can go home to your parents." Misao's sister said.
Haru wiped her tears and smirked, "I told you that I was rich and my parents were looking for me."
Misao faked a smile, "Yeah you did. Now you don't have to worry about working with me and my sister…"
"You two AREN'T sisters. You aren't even related." Haru interrupted.
"So what? Our bond is stronger than blood." The green haired girl answered.
Haru shrugged her shoulders, "Whatever. You two are probably going to split up later on in your lives. Right?"
The girls nodded. "Yup. When I become free, I'm going to be an artist." Misao announced.
"And even if I'm not free, I'll become a pirate." Misao's sister piped up.
Haru laughed, "A pirate? You really don't want your status to go up, do you?"
"Pirates are cool! And if I can, I wanna join a crew as good as…uh…that pirate that saved me, whatever his name is." Misao's sister announced.
"You can't even remember the name of the pirate that you claim saved you when you were a baby." Haru laughed.
Misao's sister's cheeks grew red with embarrassment, "Give me a break. I was only a few months old when I last saw him. Now let's go to bed before we get caught awake and get punished." Haru and Misao nodded and turned off their lanterns.
DREAM SEQUENCE
A small child with green hair sat in a circle of children, some older and some younger than she. The child read from a huge book sitting in her lap full of old folk tales of the world. The book was meant for kids around the age of fifteen, but the girl was only three and could pronounce every word in the book as if she was the rightful age.
"The end." The child finished before closing the book with a smile.
The woman in the corner of the room clapped loudly with tears in her eyes, "Very good."
The child ran to the opposite of end of the circle and into a nine-year-old boy's arms, "Onii-san! I did it!" The boy embraced her and smiled.
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The green haired girl opened her eyes. Around the room, she could see the sleeping figures of Misao and Haru. From inside the silent room, the girl could hear whispers of the lead man and his helpers. She put her ear against the wall to hear the conversation.
"That green haired one…she's out of control." One of the workers said.
"Yeah. She's been to multiple homes, but is still as wild as ever. Nobody's going to want to buy her." Another worker brought up.
The lead man let out a sigh, "Fine. The ship full of criminals is heading for Albunae in two days. If she's not bought by the time the boat leaves, put her on that boat."
'Albunae' the name echoed in her head as if it was yelled in an empty cave. That was where the most dangerous criminals: usually murderers and rapists, were sent. She shivered just thinking about the place, knowing that a girl as young as she was would not survive. The girl slowly and quietly found her way back to her bed and fell asleep.
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The sun yet again rose and the girls were yet again forced to walk to the platform with shackles on their ankles. The girls sat next to each other holding the bread and water they were given.
Misao was shaking harder than when she first started. A loud bang filled the city and Misao dropped her cup and bread onto the ground in surprise.
In an instant, a nearby stray dog swallowed the bread Misao had dropped and licked every drop of water on the ground and in the cup, then ran off.
Misao could feel tears forming in her eyes, but held them back.
Her sister broke her bread in half and gave a piece to Misao. After drinking half of her water, she gave the rest to Misao.
Later in the afternoon, a woman and man ran up to the platform and put their arms around Haru. The two of them were crying.
"Mom? Dad?" Haru asked the man and woman.
The woman nodded her head, "Yes. It's us."
Haru immediately put her arms on the shoulders of her parents and started crying along with them.
"15,000 berries for the kid." The guard announced to the man and woman.
The man stood up and looked the guard straight in the eyes, "I'm not paying for Haru."
"She costs 15,000 berries." The guard answered.
"I'm Hiko Morimura and am NOT paying for my kidnapped daughter. Now free her or I'll get the police involved." The man yelled.
The guard, knowing that a man like Hiko Morimura would have no problem getting the police involved to get what he wanted, unlocked the shackles around Haru's ankles.
Haru ran into her father's arms and cried.
Hiko looked back at the two girls remaining on the platform. "I want to buy one of those girls." He said, pointing at the platform, "Haru needs a sister."
The guard nodded his head, "20,000 for the brown haired one, 50,000 for the green haired one."
Misao gasped. She was going to be separated from her sister, possibly for forever.
Her sister gave her a shove forward.
Misao stared at her sister in surprise and shock, "Sis…what?"
Her sister answered, "You can get along with Haru better than I can, plus when you're with them, you can have your dream."
"No, you're my sister." Misao started.
"I'm still going to be your sister. And I always will be. Just go with Haru's family." Her sister interrupted.
Misao nodded her head, "Okay."
"I want Misao!" Haru announced, pointing at Misao.
Hiko knelt in front of Misao, "Misao, would you like to live with us and be Haru's sister?"
Misao looked back at her sister, who nodded her head. Misao looked at Hiko and nodded her head.
Hiko and his wife embraced Misao and handed 20,000 berries to the guard. The guard handed a few papers to Hiko and Aki, which contained mostly her name, age, birthday, and homes.
Misao and Haru grabbed their bags. Before she left with her new family, Misao gave a final huge and "good-bye" to her sister.
From a distance, Luffy, Usopp, and Chopper saw the little girl giving a final good-bye to the person she loved the most. In a nearby alleyway stood the four boys that threw tomatoes and rocks at Haru, Misao, and Misao's sister. The leader was playing with the hair ribbon he stole.
" 'This is my treasure!' What a freak." The leader sneered.
"Yeah, it's just a lame ass ribbon." One of the boys laughed.
The rest of the group joined him.
Luffy couldn't stand listening to them making fun of treasures, especially ones of an innocent girl. He walked up to the boys and used the powers of his Devil Fruit to take their ribbon from them then ran off back to the Going Merry to clean the ribbon, which was dirty.
The sun set and the green haired girl had not been bought. She was thrown into her room with a piece of bread and a glass of water. She was alone. She missed Misao and being able to talk to her. A small stream of tears rolled down her cheeks and she cried herself to sleep.
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The next day, Zoro walked throughout the streets. He had 100,000 berries in his pocket and was going to use them to buy weights, but he looked at the thin girl on the platform. He knew about slave trades and what happens if a slave isn't bought. He tried to ignore her, but couldn't. She was just an innocent girl that needed a second chance.
Zoro walked up to the platform to get a better look at the girl on the platform. She was extremely thin, her hair was a beautiful emerald green, but her eyes were dull and blank. Zoro turned to the guard, "How much is this kid?"
"100,000 berries." The guard answered. He decided to double the price since last night.
Hmmm… Zoro thought.
The girl in front of him didn't even look up at him.
The guard handed papers to Zoro, "Read these. They're information on her." Zoro looked at the papers Hmmm…age twelve, no family, can read and write. I don't care about where she worked, I'm just confused about no name being on these papers. He looked up at the guard, "Why isn't there a name on these papers?"
The guard shrugged his shoulders, "Nobody calls her by her actual name. She's usually given a nickname, so the next person that buys her can give her a different one."
Zoro turned to the girl and put his hand under her chin and lifted up her face so he could get a closer look at her. The lonely and helpless look on her face was almost too much for Zoro to bear. It was then that he had to decide whether to buy weights or the girl.
Zoro took a deep breath and handed his 100,000 berries to the guard, "I'll take her."
The guard smiled, had Zoro sign the ownership papers, then unlocked the shackles from the girl.
The girl grabbed her bag and walked up to Zoro.
Zoro looked at the girl as soon as she stepped off the platform and the guard had left. "Okay kid. My name is Zoro." Zoro told the girl.
The girl nodded her head, but didn't say anything.
"Uhhh…what's your name?" Zoro asked nervously.
"I've had many names." The girl answered.
"Well, which one is your favorite name?" Zoro asked.
"My original one." The girl said.
"And what's that?" Zoro asked.
The girl looked up into his eyes, "Emily."
Zoro smiled at Emily, "Well, then I'll call you that. I think we should be getting back to the ship."
"Ship?" asked Emily.
"Yeah. I should tell you that I belong to a pirate crew." Zoro answered. Zoro led Emily through the town, stopping every few yards, waiting for Emily to catch up instead of being behind. After a few stops, he asked her why she was so far behind and she simply answered that it was a slave's duty to stand a few yards behind their master while going anywhere.
They approached the Going Merry ten minutes later. As soon as Zoro's feet touched the deck, an energetic Luffy came running out, but paused when he saw the green haired girl standing a few feet away from Zoro.
He tilted his head that made him even more confused than he already was.
Emily let out a soft gasp and hid behind Zoro. Luffy looked at Zoro, "Zoro, what…"
"Are the rest of the crew inside the ship?" Zoro interrupted.
Luffy nodded his head. Before he could listen to what his captain had to say next, Zoro led Emily inside.
Everyone looked up from what they were doing as soon as they say the girl form the platform following Zoro. Nobody said anything. Luffy wasn't even sure what to say when he saw the rest of the crew staring at Emily.
Nami broke the silence after a minute, "Zoro…who is this girl?"
"Her name is Emily. She was the last slave on the platform and I bought her." Zoro answered.
Usopp looked into Zoro's eyes and asked, "You bought a slave girl without telling any of us? Where is she going to sleep?"
Emily decided to speak up from behind her new owner, "Sir…I can sleep anywhere in any condition. Even a cold stone floor in the middle of winter."
"That won't be necessary. You share the room with me and Robin." Nami answered before kneeling before Emily, "Is that okay with you?"
Emily looked up at Zoro, "Is that all right with you, Master Zoro?" Zoro cluelessly nodded his head.
Before going to her new room, Emily was introduced to the rest of the crew.
Tony Tony Chopper was extremely surprised that a little girl like Emily, who was three years younger than he was, wasn't afraid of him even though he was a talking blue nosed reindeer walking on two legs.
Emily's new room was, in her eyes, large. Possibly the largest room she ever slept in that had less than five people in it.
There were already two beds in the room: One surrounded by treasure chests and another with books on it.
Nami opened the closet and looked back at Emily, who stood in the doorway holding her bag, "We'll have to find you a temporary bed until we get you an actual bed…that is, if you join the crew. We've got a futon and a hammock that you can sleep in. Which do you want?"
"I…get to choose?" Emily asked timidly.
Nami nodded. "Then I'd like the hammock, Miss Nami." Emily answered.
Nico Robin reached up to the ceiling and brought down the hammock.
Emily walked up to the hammock and put her bag on top of it. She opened the bag and pulled out a small and very worn out pillow and blanket that had patches and holes in it. As she pulled those items out, papers, books, and a small rectangle box fell onto the floor.
Almost immediately, Nami and Robin started to pick up the papers and books.
Nami looked at the small poster she picked up off the floor. It was about 4 years old and was one of the posters of a traveling circus called the "Sky Gypsies." She saw a little girl with green hair playing a flute. "Is this you?" Nami asked Emily. Emily nodded her head.
Robin looked through one of the books that fell on the ground and tried reading the bars, lines, and dots on each page, "Do you still play the flute?"
Emily looked at the box then softly shook her head. Emily grabbed the papers and books from Nami and Robin and shoved them back into her bag along with the rectangle box.
Nami and Robin, sensing that Emily wanted to be left alone, left for the deck. When the door to the room closed, Emily reached in and pulled out her rectangle box. On the top of the box, in very delicate handwriting, was her name in green. The person that made it for her made sure that it was in emerald green, the same color as her stolen hair ribbon, just like she requested. But she was seven and was treated like a normal girl at the circus, not a slave.
Emily opened up the case and looked into the flute that lay inside just begging to be played, but she couldn't. It seemed that whenever she wore her ribbon, she gained the confidence to play. But now that she didn't have it, she just couldn't get herself to do it. She wouldn't play even if one of the Straw Hat Crew or Misao bought her a new one. It wouldn't feel the same.
A soft knock came from the other side of the door, almost too soft for Emily to hear. The door opened slowly and two sets of footsteps entered the room.
Emily looked up in surprise and saw Luffy and Chopper standing by her.
Luffy's eyes widened and an even bigger smile formed on his face, "A flute! Do you play?"
Emily shook her head, "I need something else to help me play. And it's gone."
The smile disappeared, "Oh."
Chopper reached into his pocket and handed a small item to Luffy.
Luffy took the item from Chopper and held it in front of Emily, "I think this is yours. I saw those boys steal it from you the other day and I got it back yesterday."
Emily timidly grabbed the item from Luffy's hand and looked at the back. The second she noticed the lime green dots, bars, and lines on the back, tears rolled down her cheeks.
With the ribbon still in her hand, Emily threw her arms around Luffy's sides and cried "thank you"s repeatedly. When she finally let go, she ran to a nearby mirror and carefully put the ribbon in her hair. She thanked both Luffy and Chopper one last time.
A delicious smell filled the entire ship.
Luffy jumped up in the air and ran to the kitchen.
Chopper followed him to the kitchen so he could try and make sure that Luffy didn't eat all of the food that Sanji had just cooked for dinner.
Emily closed her flute case, but didn't leave the room. As a slave, she knew that it was against the rules to eat with your master at the same table.
The Straw Hat Crew was seated around the table; all were confused about where Emily was or why she didn't follow Luffy and Chopper.
Zoro left the table and walked into Emily's room.
Emily was still standing by her bed, "Yes, Master Zoro?"
"Why aren't you at the table with the others? Aren't you hungry?" Zoro asked in one of the softest tones he had ever used in his life.
Emily's stomach softly rumbled, "I'm…not allowed to eat with my master."
"Who said that?"
"Every slave knows that."
"Emily, when you're with the crew, you don't have to wait until everyone's done eating just to eat."
"Really, Master Zoro?"
"Really. Now let's eat. Everyone is waiting for you."
"Okay."
Zoro took her hand and led her to the table. As soon as she took the remaining seat at the table, a whole plate full of food was placed in front of Emily. Never before was so much food offered to Emily. But she grew nervous because of a memory that came to her…
FLASHBACK
Six-year-old Emily and six-year-old Misao sat around a small wooden table with at least seven other kids around their age. The nine of them had been working all day with only a few slices of bread and water in their stomachs. Nine plates were now placed in front of them. On the plates were bowls filled with a brownish liquid, soup probably but nobody but the cook knew what it was.
At first, the nine of them refused to eat, but they knew they had to. Their master was coming and was going to make sure that they would. A miracle came for eight of them.
The family dog, who wanted attention, jumped up onto the table and ran to the other end, knocking down eight of the nine bowls. The bowls crashed to the ground and spilled the soup onto the floor. Only Emily's remained.
The master came into the room. His eyebrows twitched as he saw eight bowls crashed onto the ground and his dog jumping off the table. He stomped towards the table and demanded the eight kids to leave the table. They did as they were told. The master walked up to Emily and he clenched the whip he held, "Your food is still there. Eat it."
Emily looked into her food. Limp vegetables floated along the top, she saw bugs and a spider in it, and it smelled terrible. Slowly, she put the bowl up to her lips and took a sip. It tasted terrible. She removed the bowl from her lips.
"Eat it! All of it!" the master demanded harshly.
Emily shook her head.
The master cracked his whip onto her back.
Emily cried out in pain, but refused to eat. After fifteen more cracks, Emily ignored the pain inside herself and swallowed every drop without vomiting. But she knew the pain had just begun…
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Emily moved her fork into the meat that sat on her plate and slowly moved it into her mouth. The food was the most delicious thing she had ever eaten in her life. The smile on her face assured Sanji that the food was made right.
As soon as everyone finished their meal, Emily ran to her bedroom and brought out her rectangle box. She stood in front of the entire crew and started to put her flute together. Every one in the room grew silent as Emily softly clacked her fingers on the keys to make sure none of them were stuck. When assured that they were fine, Emily put her mouth by the mouthpiece and started to play a lively, upbeat tune.
The notes she played were perfect and the music that filled the boat was serene and cheerful and captivated the crew. Never once had anybody heard a tune played so beautifully before in their lives.
Emily's fingers moved from key to key as if they were alive and free.
By the time the song was over the crew stared at her with smiles on their faces and a feeling of amity on the inside of their bodies.
The second she stopped playing, Luffy started cheering as loud as he could, everyone else smiled and clapped their hands in appreciation.
Emily didn't smile. She was afraid that she'd be beaten if she did smile like at most of her other homes and she didn't want to live through all that again.
The sky darkened and most of the crew started getting ready to go to sleep. After she had played, Luffy announced that the crew was to be leaving the next afternoon. Emily had already asked Zoro if it would be okay if she could visit Misao one last time before the Going Merry left Yokuna. Zoro nodded his head.
Before he left for his shift, Zoro made a quick stop to the girl's room. He opened the door just wide enough to stick his head in and look at the sleeping figures of Nami, Robin, and Emily.
Emily's normal worn out pillow and blanket had been replaced with a fresh and comfortable set by Nami. She looked so peaceful under the fresh set that she didn't know she had and it made Zoro smile.
Zoro closed the door and walked onto the deck to tell Luffy who, at the time, was standing guard.
Luffy looked at Zoro and climbed down from the crow's nest.
Zoro looked into his captain's eyes, "Should we keep her?"
"What?" Luffy asked, tilting his head.
"Do you think we should keep Emily?" Zoro asked. He didn't want to admit it, but in just a few hours he had grown attached to the little girl.
"Well, it's your decision, Zoro."
"What do you mean 'my decision'?"
"You bought her and you can choose what you want her do to: live with another family or be a part of this crew."
"I don't know. She seems to already have been through enough already. She probably doesn't even want to be a pirate."
"She does."
"How do you know?"
"She told me after she plated. I asked her if she wanted to be a pirate and she said that she did, but didn't say why she wanted to be a pirate. So like I said. It's your decision, Zoro. You bought her now what do you want to do with Emily?"
It took Zoro a minute to think.
"I want her to be a part of the crew."
The second Zoro finished, Luffy jumped up in the air screaming joyfully, "Yay! I finally got a musician!" His voice echoed through the streets and sea. A few of the crew members were awakened from their sleep, but Luffy didn't care. He had his musician at last.
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Okay, that's what I got so far. I know that slaves weren't treated like they were in slave trades, but this is my story and they did. R/R if you want, but no flaming. Oh, and I've fixed this chapter up a tiny bit and just want to make a few things clear. I'm not telling people that they have to like this story, but if you don't like it, then please don't insult it. Haru is not just a boy's name. There are girls also named 'Haru', so her name will not be changed to 'Haruko' just to make it sound more girly. I think 'Haru' is a pretty name for a girl. The Marines would be okay with the child slavery and I remember the episode where the little girl tried to feed Zoro and she wouldn't have died. Hurt, maybe, not died.