Ok for those of you who don't know, this is based off of Nami's backstory from One Piece and maybe the Fishman arc (If I get around to it)

I own nothing: Bleach belongs to Kubo and One Piece belongs to Eichiro Oda.

The peaceful atmosphere pf Karakura town was disrupted by a scuffle in the local bakery. 13 year old Orihime Inoue wrestled to get out of the grip of the stately-looking, silver haired man holding her wrist and avoided the glare of his equally stern-looking niece, Nanao.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Wailed Orihime.

"Please let me go!"

"Eating sweets without paying for them in the back of the shop!" Said her captor, Ryuuken Ishida (the town's medical doctor)

"Need I remind you that you are a child in modern times and not a primitive neanderthal"

"I'm sorry!" Repeated Orihime.

"But I don't have any money and I was so hungry (and everybody knows that you should always eat whenever you're hungry), and those cakes in the bakery looked so yummy and-"

"Unacceptable!" Cried Nanao.

"You could at least have the decency to take responsibility for your wrongdoing instead of trying to write it off as something that's beyond your control!"

"Please let me go! I apologized! What else do you want me to do!"

"I want you to go home to your brother and tell him about what you've been up to. And I'll be paying a visit later to make sure that you did!"

"Why would you be so mean? What did I ever do to hurt you? Whatever it is, I'm sorry!" Whined Orihime.

"You needn't trouble yourself with paying a visit" Said Nanao.

"I shall escort her back home and tell her brother myself"

Orihime looked at her with a horrified expression that clearly said 'why?'

Ryuuken smiled.

"How very considerate on your part, Nanao. I expect you to be back by supper"

"Count on it" Agreed Nanao.

Grabbing Orihime by the arm, she proceeded to escort her home in the manner of a cop escorting a crook to prison.

Orihime's house was positioned on a cliff overlooking the ocean. It was a small, but sturdy cottage covered in honeysuckle and ivy vines with a beautiful garden overrun with starfruit, papayas, mangoes, guavas, and all kinds of other tropical produce. Orihime and her brother made ends meet by selling these in the local Farmer's Market.

Nanao knocked on the door in a buisness-like manner. Orihime's brother Sora opened the door. He was a modest loooking youth in his twenties with chocolate brown hair and kind eyes. When he saw Orihime, his face lit up like a starry sky. Nothing made him happier like the sight of his beloved sister

"Hey 'hime" He chimed.

"Glad to see you made it home allright!"

"I got a ride!" Giggled Orihime.

Sora's eyes pooled with puzzlement for a paused moment before noticing Nanao.

"Oh, hey Ise! You didn't need to take Orihime home. She knows her way around Karakura town pretty good, for a girl her age. Thanks for it, though"

"I absolutely had to take her home!" Spluttered Nanao.

"And it's not her safety that I was concerned for. It's the peace of the community! My dear uncle and myself caught her eating unpaid pastries in the back of the bakery like some kind of a demon child! Who knows how much trouble she would have gone on to stir up if we hadn't found her when we did!"

Instead of glaring at Orihime and asking her to confirm the validity of Nanao's accusation, Sora simply chuckled good-naturedly.

"Oh, come on Ise! Cut the kid a little slack! Hasn't there ever been a time in your life when you wanted something so badly that you just took it? Come on, we've all been there!"

"I have no idea who you are lumping into a group there when you use the term 'we'" Blustered Nanao.

"But I humbly beg of you to leave me out of that generalization! I swear to the heavens! I don't know why I thought you would put some sense into that child's head. How could I forget that you're the reason why she acts so callously!"

"Well now, that may be true! She does take after her big bro don't she?"

Orihime beamed. Her older brother was her idol and she loved it when he compared himself to her. It made her feel so proud.

"I hope you and old man Ryuuken were kind enough to pay for the cakes she ate"

"Naturally" Said Nanao crisply.

"And in addition your addressing of my uncle with the respectful term, "Dr. Ishida", I expect compensation for all the trouble Orihime has caused us"

"Well, I'll be happy to return the favor to anybody who gets my sis out of a tight spot" Agreed Sora. Then, a sly grin pervaded his face and he flashily winked.

"And it doesn't have to be with money" He added in a stage whisper as he blew Nanao a kiss.

Nanao's face turned red as a strawberry and she scuttled backwards so abrubtly that she almost tripped over a watermelon vine. After flailing in midair in an attempt to catch her balance and squawking in alarm, she glared at the (loudly guffawing) siblings nearly doubled over in laughter.

"How-how dare you!" She spluttered.

"Do you take me to be some floozy tramp!? The very nerve of you to make such lewd implications to a respectable girl like the doctor's niece! And in front of your sister! I'm under no obligation to have to endure such misogynistic dribble from the likes of you! I won't stand for it!"

And on that (overly-eloquent) note, she turned tail and stormed away from the cottage, so preoccupied with displaying her outrage, that she completely forgot to tell Sora about her desired means of reimbursement.

"Ohh, that works on her every time and it never gets old!" Chortled Sora as he watched her figure fade into the distance.

"You're so funny Sora!" Giggled Orihime, although she wasn't very sure about why Nanao had gotten so flustered over being offered payment as (what she thought Sora meant to be) fruit

Her laughter nervously fizzled out as Sora knelt down beside her, all mirth gone.

"Now, that brings my attention to you"

"Owwchiies!" Whined Orihime as she tenderly comforted the bruise on her head (courtesy of her brother's noogie of retribution)

"What have I told you about stealing, Orihime?"

"I'm sorry! It's just that...I was so hungry and those pastries looked so good!"

"Then why didn't you just go home and tell me? I'd have given you money for them." Said Sora in a reproachful voice.

Orihime blushed and looked at her feet.

"'Cuz...Because" She mumbled.

"If you have something to say, just spit it out already" Sora sighed.

"It's just-just- that... I know we can't afford it...and I didn't want to waste our savings on me..."

"What are you talking about? We still have a boatload of leftover profits from our last trip to the Farmer's Market and the next one's right around the corner and our fruits are top quality to boot!"

Orihime felt like crying. She really didn't want to tell her brother what she knew. She hated being the bearer of bad news.

"I was playing with my friend's yesterday...and...and they told me how good their harvests have been because of all the good weather...and I realized that this means everybody's got good fruits so...so there's no telling how many consumers we'll have!"

Sora smiled patiently.

"You're just a little kid, sis. You shouldn't be concerning yourself with boring, grown up stuff like that. Don't worry about it. Everything will be fine!"

Orihime scowled. She hated when her older brother brushed off her concerns as illogical and told her not to worry. She wasn't an idiot and she wasn't a baby. She was a teenage girl and having her (quite rational) worries about their economic life being unheeded by Sora was starting to feel condescending and rude.

"Well, you got yourself into a tight spot didn't ya, Orihime!"

"Well, you managed to get yourself into a fix there didn't you, Orihime?"

Orihime turned around to see her best friend, Tatsuki behind her.

"Tatsuki! When did you get here?"

"Saw the commotion at the baker's and decided to follow you and Nanao to watch the rest of the show" She smirked.

"If it was me, I know for sure I wouldn't have got caught!"

"What the heck was that for!" Tatsuki whined seconds later as Sora's fist came ounding onto her head.

"Don't encourage my sis" He scolded.

"You're lucky I don't tell you're parents about what you just said. I doubt they'd be too thrilled about the idea of their daughter promoting thievery"

"I was just kidding, already!"

Orihime suddenly gasped.

"Oh, Tatsuki! You're hurt!"

"Huh? Oh yeah, I was hiding in the bushes from my seat and I guess I cut my hand as I came out" Shrugged the short-haired tomboy.

"Let me heal it!" Cried Orihime as she took her hand.

"It's fine really, don't sweat it."

But Orihime wasn't listening. Cupping her hands over Tatsuki's lacerated one, she uttered an incantation.

"Soutten Kishhun: I reject"

Immediately, a softly glowing sphere of orange light encompassed Tatsuki's palm. Within moments, the gash on it shrank from a minor papercut to a nonexistant thing of the past. For this was Orihime's special talent and the reason why she worked in Dr. Ishida's clinic. She had the power of the shun shun rika, an ancient magic unique to the Inoue clan. By using any one of three mantras, Orihime could heal wounds, set up force fields, and even attack enemies. All of the women in her family had this talent, yet nobody knew why. Orihime put it to use by healing patients in her town's hospital, making her a more superb healer than any of the doctors or nurses there. Indeed, many people were grateful to Orihime for a large number of them would have died if not for her phenomenal gift.

"I swear, 'hime. Your shun shun rika never ceases to amaze me"

"You've seen it like a hundred times, Sora" Said Tatsuki.

"And if that doesn't say a lot about the fact that it still amazes me, I don't know what does"

Ok, so that's the first chapter, and I think I did ok on it! Please tell me what you think in the reviews!