Disclaimer: Don't own any of one piece though my fangirlish tendencies want to own some...mmhmm Zoro..

Sword Song
Chapter 1: Adventure CallHis sword was broken.

Shit.

Zoro prided himself in his sword technique and his swords in general. Why was it that the Wado Ichimonji of all his swords was broken. And breaking during a training exercise...

Of all my swords...

This did not bold well for the swordsmen at all. Swords couldn't come back after being broken and normally he'd just go find a new one but...

the Wado Ichimonji...

There was no way he was just going to throw the sword away or retire it. The problem with that course of action was that you had really one chance to fix a sword and if it was blotched up there was no way in saving it. He didn't know any blacksmiths or armor's good enough to trust the Wado Ichimonji to. There was never a thought to worry about such things.

But there it sat broken and he without the foggiest idea on how to fix it.

The sword was the only thing he had linking him to Kuina and their vow. Sometimes when he was heavy into practice it almost felt like it held her heartbeat inside it, beating with the rhythm of his swings.

Kuina...

Then a flash of the shocked copycat came across his inner eye. The damn copycat who seemed to chase him to all corners of the earth demanding he fight her. How could he?

..but...

She seemed to be very knowledgeable about swords, able to recognize the Wado Ichimonji by just looking at it.

Maybe...maybe with her vast knowledge of swords that copycat would know of blacksmiths who could fix a Meitou. It meant he'd have to find that crazy copycat and talk to her WITHOUT her threatening to arrest him nor challenge him to a dual over her lost honor.

It made his head hurt just thinking about it.

Why her very existence unnerved him so damn much?

Kuina...

At the moment it was his only choice and he didn't even know where to begin searching. Most of the time she was on their trail but it had been quite a while since he had last seen the marine woman. A lot had changed in two years.

"Shit," He muttered, knowing this whole ordeal might be the death of him. Oddly enough battling other swordsmen didn't invoke the fear that just SEEING that copycat was having on him.

"Did you say something?" A voice outside the door asked poking his head in. It was his 'great' captain with a mouth full of meat. The dumb ero-cook was yelling behind him somewhere.

"It's nothing," He muttered looking away. Luffy's eyes looked toward the floor seeing the broken katana for the first time.

"Something wrong with your sword?" He asked stepping in and gulping down another bite of meat.

"I can't fix it. I don't have the tools or knowledge." Zoro huffed looking toward the wall.

"It just means we have to find someone who does! I smell an adventure!" Luffy quickly gulped down the last of the meat he had been holding and ran out of the room before Zoro who had been trying to stop him could.

"Nami! We're going on an adventure to find Zoro someone to fix his sword! Plot a course to where ever that is!"

Zoro slapped his palm to his face grumbling and standing up, sheathing the broken blade and stepping into the hall.

"I know SOMEONE who could help on this," He called after Luffy and toward Nami. "..I just don't know how to get in contact with them."

"It's a mystery woman!" Luffy squealed running on deck.s

Author's notes: I'm still fairly new at One Piece so please forgive me if characters seem OOC . I really fear that but I don't know one piece like I do sailor moon and trigun. So yeah it became a story in the end. It doesn't help that my work pretty much gives me ample time to THINK all day so I have a pretty rough outline of this story already plotted.
Please review before you go and as always thanks for taking the time to read one of my stories.