Author's Note: Hi!Thank you for reading and please let me know how well I'm doing. This is Yakinikueater here with my first fanfiction (on this account anyway). Just to give you a head's up the first several paragraphs will be mainly focused on giving you all a little bit of background with my One Piece OC and a relationship with his mother that will be important later on. I'll try my best at keeping the characters on point with their personalities. The story will take place after the Water 7 arc. Also, there won't be any shippings/serious romance. If there is any romance, it'll be just a joke.

Bernard Bauers, otherwise known as Benny, classified himself as lost, yet not lost at the same time. He had wandered the vast seas for only a single year with no purpose but with a purpose at the same time. It was difficult for anyone to really explain his predicament. It still had been nearly 16 years since the Great War that fell upon his people. He could still reflect the petrifying screams that echoed in his ears mingled with the metallic clashing sounds of swords jarring people through their stomachs. However, they quickly were muffled by the clear image of her. Yelena.

Yelena, even in her middle ages, was a breath taking beauty. She had the skin of an angel, and golden brown hair that flowed in waves all the way down to her mid back. Her hazel eyes were always shining with a deep, motherly kindness and even the wrinkles that started to form around her eyelids could not put a dent in the last remains of her youthful appearance. Benny absolutely adored her and was very proud to call him his mother. Whenever he was lost in the waves, she would be his compass and guide him in the right direction. The only issue (to this day he is still troubled by it) is Yelena wasn't Bernard's real mother, at least by blood.

The enthusiastic boy had always seen Yelena as his real mom. Problem is the other villagers didn't see it the same way. Repeatedly throughout his early life kids in his village had always picked on the fact that Benny's deep, scarlet red hair didn't match Yelena's brown hair. She had soft, pale, doll-like skin whereas Benny had rough, tanned skin spectacled with freckles. Yelena was tall for her age, but Benny was short for his age. The two just didn't seem to resemble each other which made everyone question who Benny's mom really was. From the deepest ends of memory lane he searched and searched but even he just couldn't figure out who his real mom was either. Yelena had told him that she would reveal who his real mom was when the time was right. Normally this thought would bother a lot of people, but Benny had too much love towards Yelena that the mere thought of not knowing his real mom didn't bother him the slightest. She was his mom and forever will be his mom. Yelena had helped him drown out the dreaded, gruesome images from the massive war when he was just a five year old child. From a child with a shattered spirit the woman picked up all the pieces and with the gentlest of hands put them back together. She cared for him and raised him as if he was one of her own children. Scratch that. HE was her child.

That's why it was heartbreaking for Benny to leave his dear mother just a month and a year ago. Though like any bird they have to fly out of the nest and eventually plunge themselves into the bitter, outside world. Some may not want to and to those "some" a nice, good butt whooping would do just the job. Bernard stifled a chuckle at the scene that was erupted when Yelena decided it was time for him to grow up.

"Bernard Junior Bauers! As your mother I must simply put this into two simple words...GET OUT" grunted the older woman who was currently trying to push out her son through the front door. She had him just at the tip of the edge. It had always been easy to overpower him since he was shorter and not to mention skinnier. The fact that he was skinnier than her part did put an arrow through her heart though.

"I-I-I Don't want to go!" cried out Benny through his bawling. The only thing keeping him from being completely pushed out was his mighty grip on the door frame.

"You have to grow up! I can't just keep you here Benny. For heaven's sake you're 21 years old! Men you're age should be out there venturing about the sea" Yelena huffed.

"Fine then I'll be a woman then"

"Don't be ridiculous!"

"Then I'll be a boy!"

"Benny that's kind of too la-"Before Yelena could finish her thought, Benny gave into the mighty woman's strength. His hands slipped from the doorframe hurtling both mother and son into the grass below. Benny spat out some grass as he managed to get back up while Yelena quickly brushed off some dirt from her white, summer dress. She then took one look at Benny and horror stuck her eyes.

There on Benny's new navy-blue cargo shorts a grass stain stretched right across the front right pocket. To Yelena this absolutely horrified her. She had only bought those shorts just yesterday and it took her nearly the whole day to pick it out. Hours and hours and hours of decision making along with days of previous research just smeared away by the grass in a matter of seconds. Clenching her fist she stood up, a dangerous gleam coming from her eyes. Benny sensing this dangerous presence turned around and gulped.

Once again Benny let out another chuckle at the memory. Save for the abuse he got from being dragged by his legs and washed mercilessly by a wiry, steel brush, it was rather heartwarming farewell. When he stepped into the boat, he looked at his dear mother long enough to see a tinge of sadness in her eyes that he guess was something she was ever so desperately tried to hold back. However, that day Benny had notice something else that sparkled in those eyes of hers. Relief.

Just what was the relief for? What was she relieved about? Benny had thought about this a few days after he departed ways. Initially he was worried that Yelena was glad that he was gone. That meant that she could be all by herself and never have to worry about being bothered by a being such as him. As a child, Benny had received funny looks from the villagers. Some were sympathy; others were disgust mixed in with fear. It didn't really bother him since the only look he would pay attention to was Yelena's smile that bore an infinitely endless amount of love for him. Though, he realized that he probably was being a bit way over clingy when he was younger. And prehaps maybe this relief was just a natural thing a mother would feel when their kids take their first steps into walking their own paths in life; save for harsh realization that they can't look out for them anymore and protect them from the dangers of the world.

Letting out a sigh the gingered boy took a deep breath and flashed a jaunty grin to reset his mind. Opening the window next to his bedroom on the small little boat his mother provided him he took another deep breath only this time he tasted the ocean breeze. The saltiness along with the hint of fish refreshed him and Benny decided he should probably get ready for the day. After all, he sort of lost track of the time given he had no clocks, nor did he have the slightest idea of where he was heading to. He wasn't a pirate (though he was very enthusiastic about them), nor a marine, a fisher, or anything really. When his mother urged him to get on out of the house and to get a life the boy didn't have a clue what he was going to do. He guessed that by just leaving himself up to fate he'll find something eventually. Which was why he defined himself lost and with no purpose. However, soon Benny would find a purpose out there and be found. What he didn't know was that his fate would leave him smack dab with one of the most spontaneous, unpredictable, loony crews the seas have to offer.

That is if he could find his toothbrush.

"Yahoo, we're finally on an island!" cheered Luffy as he made his way down the Sunny Go. His steps were bouncy and full of tiny bursts of energy. The seventeen year old captain ran around the beach leaving a million footprints on the sand. Their navigator, a lovely young woman with short tangerine colored hair and cinnamon eyes looked on disapprovingly while an older woman with tanned skin and shoulder length black hair and blue eyes accompanied her and unlike the navigator, gave a small smile at the scene their captain was unfolding.

"Honestly it's as if he doesn't even have a bounty on his head…" grunted the navigator. The older woman nodded, but still kept that hearty smile.

"After all we've been through Nami, I'm not surprised"

"Robin! He spent one hundred million of the berries on a party! And may I add that it lasted for days!" Nami huffed and was near the edge of exploding. Luffy always had a way to tick off Nami and never even learned from all the beatings she delivered to him.

"Besides, I was planning on buying furniture for the ship"

Robin patted Nami's shoulder sympathetically and recalled the scene where Nami had beaten up Luffy for spending the last of their money on the big party after everything that went down at the Tower of Justice.

"At least we have enough now to restock" Robin reassured in an attempt to calm the heated woman. She was given a sigh as an answer.

"How about we go shopping?" smiled the archeologist. Immediately, Nami's face lit up at the word shopping. It had been awhile since she last shopped and right now her wardrobe was going out-of-date. Besides she wanted to see how much she can bargin out of the owners. It's never a good thing to let your skills go to waste. The tangerine loving girl looked up at Robin with Beli signs and immediately started skipping off the ship.

"I guess it's settled then" Robin smiled while following Nami off the ship.

While the women were on their way to find a store, in the kitchen a certain chef with blonde hair was furiously jotting down everything he need to purchase in the kitchen. Gah, we're even running low on the alcohol! Damn that dead beat stupid ass Marimo gritted the blonde. He placed the notepad down on the counter and stormed off in search of this "Marimo".

On deck a man with short, green hair laid lazily amongst the ground, his hands folded behind his head with three sets of swords, all of them sheathed, laid right next to him. He appeared to be enjoying a dream, as his chest rose and fell with upmost tranquility. A segull had landed next to him. The bird looked at him for a moment, but flapped off when a new presence appeared. The swordsman did not sense neither bird, nor the presence until he was awoken by a kick to the face. Glaring at him was no other than Sanji the blonde chef with the funky curly eyebrow.

"Tch, stupid Marimo! Drinking all the booze and thinking he can be a lazy ass whenever he wants too" Sanji took a moment out of his rant to light a cigarette. Zoro, now awake and angry, stood up and went face-to-face with Sanji.

"What the hell was that for you stupid pervy cook! Go piss off somewhere else. I don't need your permission to drink" growled Zoro.

"You do when you drink all of it!"

"Dumbass Curly Brow!"

"Shitty Marimo!"

Soon green and blonde were throwing kicks and slashes at each other just like any other day. The rest of the crew was use to their storm bringing. Chopper, who was not too far off, looked at the both of them. With a sigh he started to scramble through his backpack for bandages. He figured he might as well be prepared to treat them. Ussopp, the ship's sniper, was also too far way and just barely managed to avoid them when the feuding crewmates were too busy fighting to notice just how dangerously close they were getting to him.

"Watch it!" screamed Usopp loudly. Down below deck Franky the Cyborg heard loud noises from above. He hit the ceiling with a rather annoyed look. The fighting breaking out between Sanji and Zoro had sounded like it was a freaking thunderstorm which made concentrating on his projects near to impossible. When he heard the fighting die down, he sighed and continued on working on whatever the heck the mass of parts was suppose to be. Luffy their captain was still messing around at the beach playing with crabs and eventually started to build a sandcastle.

Meanwhile whereas the ship was now chaotic, Nami and Robin were peacefully strolling through a store in the clothing section. It had been officially 15 minutes into the shopping spree and Nami had a pile of clothes in hand. By the looks of it both women, even with their monies combined, couldn't have possibly be able to afford any of it. At least, to the average person's eye. Robin had been very aware of Nami's bargaining skills. Only a fool would try to challenge a woman of such negotiation.

When they took a turn, Nami was far too busy thinking about something that she ran into someone that caused her to fall back and drop all the clothing she was about to purchase. Articles of clothes scattered everywhere on the ground. People took a moment out of their time to look at the sudden mess everywhere. The victim of this ordeal rubbed his head and took a look at his surroundings. And boy did his eyes widen.

"Whoa! Who would buy all of this stuff!?" the stranger muttered out. He honestly could not believe that anyone would remotely have enough money to buy all of this aside from the Celestial Dragons. He doubted that the Celestial Dragons would come to a simple store like this one. Suddenly a hand tapped his shoulder which made him look up. Robin looked at him with an unreadable expression and he noticed she had her hand out to help him up.

"Oh, I'm sorry about running into you! Thanks!" He remarked while graciously accepting the lift up.

"No problem although I'm not the one you should apologize to" She said politely. The archeologist then pointed at Nami.

"A-Ah! I'm sorry ma'am!" The man got down on all fours and bowed in repentance.

Nami gave him an uneasy look followed by a sweat drop. She nodded and noticed that he had dropped his tooth brush. She went to pick it up and took one quick observant look at him. The man had shoulder length semi-wavy hair that was swept to the side a bit accompanied by bright blue eyes that almost seemed turquoise. His skin was tanned like Robin's and was infested by freckles. He was wearing a black T-shirt with a white skull on it and a brown vest with blue cargo shorts. Another trait she noted was the fact that he was quite short. Compared to her, he just managed to be leveled with her chin. When the man saw that she had grabbed his toothbrush, he smiled.

"Thanks!" He jeered.

"No problem" replied the navigator a little taken back by the sudden display of gratitude.

"Here let me help you pick this all up and take it to the checkout" The gingered stranger started to pick the clothes off the floor.

"Oh no that's alri-," before she could respond a marine that had spotted the two women and recognized them from the wanted posters yelled out their names.

"It's Cat Thief Nami and Demon Child Robin from the Strawhat crew" bellowed the marine, "After them!" Soon the marine's crew-mates came in from all sorts of angles, all of the armed with weapons. Robin hastily grabbed Nami's shoulder and looked at the man.

"Please excuse us sir, we need to head off" And with that the baffled stranger looked on, as the two women who had just been revealed to him that they were members of the Strawhat crew lead by Monkey D. Luffy ran on. He scratched his head and had a look of concern.

"They're going to have a difficult time getting off this island without their log pose"