AN: Woohoo, my first fanfic! Have been wanting to write one for ages but my arch enemies, procrastination and hesitation are persistent. Also, the more I read when I wanted to write, the less I felt motivated as I felt I was reading similar stories to what my ideas of writing were, thus changing the direction of my bunnies so that aren't too alike, the snowball rolled on and on :(.

Ahh well, que sera sera. Please tell me what you think of this as I'm writing this on impulse (I had the idea of writing the entire plotline before posting the anything but I realized that my arch enemies would just oppose me again)

- Smile despite the circumstances and laugh throughout the pain. Life is full of hardships, Sometimes you suffer but don't ever surrender.

Disclaimer: I obviously do not own One Piece as all other fanfic writers. I only own my own interpretation OP, its characters, this story and my OC!

Edit: slightly edited to fix some mistakes and organization, content hardly touched.

~~~~~~ Enjoy~~~~


Lifelessly, a head glanced around, praying for a miracle to happen. As heat emanated from the ground, the unforgiving heat haze shimmered an inch off the ground. The head was sent spinning in suffering.

Argh... I'm so hungry I'm really gonna die this time... The semi-conscious person might not have been exaggerating, her last meal was 2 days ago, if a piece of leftover half-eaten sandwich thrown into the rubbish bin counted a meal. What happened to the anorexic people who usually throw their hardly touched food into the bins? Stupid slimming pills and the bad economy...

"Hey kiddo, you hungry?" A gruff voice snapped her out of her daze as the possibility of food caught her full attention. Her dull eyes brightened immediately as she nodded eagerly, looking intently at the man with shaggy long hair that stopped in front of her through weary eyes for signs of money or food in his possession. There! A large bulge in one of his trench coat pockets where his hands were stuffed in, showed hopeful promise.

Smirking as he caught intentions of those purposeful eyes, he slowly lifted the guilty hand in his pocket to reveal... A purple fruit the same size as his hand with haphazard swirls all around it. A thought struck her that it was strange, that it was probably poisonous or would cause more harm than good if eaten... But hey, beggars can't be choosers.

Hunger taking a priority than her imagination and logic, the strange fruit started to looked sweet, juicy and luxurious. Her stomach growled loudly in agreement.

"Would you like to have this?" Her eyes hungrily following it left and right, missing the twinkle in his eyes as he slowly swayed the bait in front of me. A sweet smell caught flowing from it.

She nodded eagerly, her throat drying up from anticipation as tiny streams of saliva started flowing. His grin grew wider, "Then enjoy it with all that you have." He casually tossed it and turned on his heels, walking away as if the exchange never happened.

The hunger driven girl caught it and immediately stuffed it into her mouth without a second thought, barely chewing and finishing the oddly-meat flavoured fruit within seconds. Closing her eyes in relief as her stomach felt a tiny bit of satisfaction mixed with triumph, not as though someone could pry it from her.

Her eyes flew open as she choked, an ugly aftertaste hitting her. Explaining that it tasted like asphalt caked with mud and ginger would be the most courteous way to put it. Her last conscious thought as she clawed at her own throat was: Dammit, I should have known something this good wouldn't happen, if I don't get good food in the afterlife, I'm suing someone.

~To be Continued~


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