Title: Hey Pretty Birdie
Chapter: N/A
Category: One Piece
Au: N/A
Word Count: 1,229
Rating: T
Summary: You were caged and chained, you were a caged bird that was let out of it's cage. It was only because of him you were able to live outside of those golden bars.

From where you sat, you could hear everything on your island, you could hear the wind blowing through the trees, and the rolling waves crashing against the shore and the cliffs, and the gentle chirping of the birds that lived on the island and kept you company. Your island was peaceful most of the time, unless the occasional Pirate or marine hip decided to dock on your shores. But today however was peaceful, you were sitting on the porch of your beach house, enjoying the song of your island.

How many years had it been, you wondered, since you were allowed to live on this island, and go about your day without being shackled or caged? You weren't human, you were what was known as a harpy, instead of arms and hands you had colorful wings, you had bird legs and bird feet with black talons as well, long colorful tail feathers, and a mouth full of sharp teeth. At the beginning of your life, as far back as you could remember, you were a caged bird, kept alive and healthy for a rich mans entertainment. But now you were free, although there were those who often tried to cage and shackle you again, but they only managed to get themselves killed in the process. Thats why you lived on this island alone, with nothing but the birds to keep you company.

People either feared you, or tried to cage you, for one reason or another, it just didn't seem safe to be anywhere but your island.

The white sandy beach, the crystal blue waters, the fruit trees that grew nice a tall, and the huge sleeping volcano in the middle of it all, you loved your island, but there was someone you loved even more then it. The only human in the world that brought you comfort, soft blush dusted your cheeks at the thought of him.

He was young when you first met him, you could remember that day as clear as the sky was blue. You were entertaining your owner by singing for him, he always enjoyed it, the room he held you in was one only meant for him and your caretaker, since he could ever have been bothered to care for you himself. All of a sudden screams, loud gun fire, and sounds of things being broken interrupted your singing. Your owner had rushed to the door to escape, leaving you in your golden birdcage, and chained to the wall. All these noises were new to you, and shook you to the bone with fear and confusion, as your owner ran out the door a loud gun shot ripped through the air, and the man had fell to his knee holding his side, and not a moment later was another bullet shot into him, ending his life.

A new figure appeared in the door way, a smile curling the corners of his mouth, and a gun in his hand. You feared the worse at the sight of him, but is attention was currently on the dead man, you watched with wide eyes as his stripped the man on his treasures, all the gold and jewels he always wore, and threw they into a bag. Soon his attention was on you, his chocolate brown eyes widened at the sight of you in your cage, his smile falling, and his eyes sparkling with wonder, and amazement.

The young man had walked over to your cage, and using the keys he had found on the deadman, unchained and uncaged you. "What... are you..?" he asked softly as he helped you out of your cage. "A harpy," you replied meekly, you were a little nervous, but felt safe with him. He seemed young, but he was so tall, it was a little intimidating to say the least. As more events unraveled, you stayed by the young mans side, your wings clinging to his arm, there were so many people, something you weren't use to, you had only known very few of them. When ever you were moved from the ship to a room in the mansion your cage had been covered, you had never seen the sky, the sea, never seen the outside world.

And now you were being lead by so many strangers out into a world you had never known except in books that had been kept in the room, until then, the open sea, and endless skies were so much more different then on the pages. Everything was so new, so strange, and still so wonderful, and so was he. The young man was kind to you, during your time on his pirate ship h and his crew taught you any things, somethings you learned on your own, mostly from watching and listening.

A few times he had taken you to town with him, and for reasons unkown to you at the time, people had looks of fear written on they're faces and shaking in they're eyes. Months passed, and it became obvious to you that you couldn't live with them, not with towns people, and not with the pirate crew, even they had taken awhile to not fear you, and you were tired of other pirates trying to capture you when ever they attacked the ship, or trying to snatch her while she was in town.

That was around the time you found the island, it was uninhabited other then the birds.

You remember the look on his face when you told him you wouldn't be setting sail with them anymore, he looked so hurt, and heart broken, you could feel your heart twist. But the problem was solved when he promised to visit, you were so happy.

Days turned to weeks and weeks to months, his visits were like clockwork, and during the tie between he called on the den den mushi when ever he could. When he visited he always brought gifts, sometimes clothes, sometimes sweets, sometimes books, more often then not all of the above. And every time you were so happy to see him.

Over the years many people had docked at your island, sometime marines, sometimes explorers, and other times pirates, sadly they hardly ever left you be. Your house and everything in it your salvaged from they're ships, from the first ship you were forced to ship, and whos crew you killed, your used what you could to build your home. Now days you took things from the ships then sank the in the deep waters, you only did it when they tried to hurt you, any ship that let you be was free to leave.

You didn't like it, but it's what you had to do, and it always weighed heavy on your heart, and even kept you awake at night, he always seemed to know when you needed to talk, because he'd call right when you needed to hear his voice.

You slumped in your rocking chair, letting out a soft sigh. You lost track of how many times he had tried to convince you to set sail with him again, ever for a little while, but you always turned him down. You loved him, and you wanted to, but you were scared to.

*Purupurupuru*

You perked up.

*Purupurupu-click*

[Hey pretty birdie]

"Hi Bellamy~"