Disclaimers are at the beginning. Italicized is in the mind. I hope you like the story. I know the chapters are a little short, sorry, but it just worked out that way. Tell me if you like it or not.


The Robin Who Sole the Hawk's Eye:

Chapter 2: Dine With Me

The storm rolled in about 2:00 AM and it hit hard. The cold rain came down in buckets and stung the skin. Robin was miserable. Then the waves grew bigger, until finally a large wave swept over Robin and her lifeboat. She hit her head on the side of the lifeboat knocking her unconscious. Another wave completely destroyed the tinny lifeboat. However, Robin, by shear luck, flouted on the surface, held up by a plank of wood from the now mangled boat. The storm began to calm, but Robin was still very much unconscious. Storms on the high seas, especially the Grand Line, are very unpredictable. It was well into morning, about noon, before Robin was found, but it wasn't by her crewmates.

"What do we have here?" asked Hawk-eye Mehowk. He fished Robin out of the water and onto his thrown like vessel. He checked to see if she was still alive, "still breathing," he laid her down and at back at his seat. Hawk-eye sat there watching her for the majority of the trip. Hawk-eye was heading to Lost Island with or with out this little bit of washed up trouble.

When he came ashore Robin woke up. Though not really awake, she was more like a sleep walker. She looked at him from the floor, but could not see with any clarity, it was more like a bleeding of black and red water colors. "Crocodile, you ass," she said just before losing consciousness again. Hawk-eye checked on her to make shore she was ok. Isn't he so nice? She seemed ok, she had a little brews on her head, but nothing serous. He let her sleep. Mehawk went into the jungle in search of food. Because it is perfectly ok to leave an unconscious girl alone on a beach, right?

It was much later when Robin finally regained consciousness. When she opened her eyes she was staring at the wood floor of Mehawk's vessel, but she could still hear the sound of the shoreline. She turned her head and there it was a beautiful white beach with clear teal water and white foam. She even heard the sound of seagulls. The sun had already reached its peek and was now beginning to fall. Robin had a horrible headache, "God, my head hasn't hurt this bad since joining Crocodile," she looked around and saw the thrown like chair. "Where am I?" she asked herself. She stood up, but stumbled a little, "steady girl, get your land legs," she looked to the jungle then back at the sea. Her stomach growled. "I need to find something to eat." She had nothing to fish with so she headed off into the jungle, maybe there would be some fruit. She had no idea who that vessel belonged to and she really didn't care, in fact she hoped to be able to avoid them if she could manage it. You never know, the person who saved her could have been some pervy guy with no manners, like Crocodile.

The Jungle was thick and hot even as the sun was going down, the heat did not seem to let up. Sweat began to roll down her cheek, "Damn it's hot." That was when she saw some fruit in a tree not too far off in the distance, "Oh, finally something to eat," she began to walk toured the tree when a swift wind knocked the fruit from the tree. However, this was no natural wind, but in actuality it was the swing of Mehawk's sword. Robin quickly hid behind a tree.

"That should be enough," Mehawk remarked to himself just as something caught his eye, "hiding won't do you any good."

"Are you shore?" Robin asked putting up a front as she came out from behind the tree.

"Yes," Mehawk replied tucking the food into his side pouch.

"Well damn, and here I thought it was good for something," Robin replied and Mehawk couldn't help but snicker at the comment.

"Does your head hurt?" He asked.

"A little. Are you the one who saved me from joining Davy Jones?" Robin asked.

"Yes."

"Well then thank you"

"you're welcome," Mehawk replied. He tuned around and began to walk away. "Well are you coming?" he asked looking over his shoulder.

"Why"

"I only think it is courteous for one to at least dine with the one who saved them and plus I didn't collect all this food for just me." he replied, Robin scoffed, but took the invitation. She caught up with him fairly easily. She hadn't gotten a good look at him until this moment. He was a rather handsome man; she had to admit at least that.

"What is your name?" Robin asked rather bluntly.

"Hawk-eye Mehawk," he replied.

"Hawk-eye! The Hawk-eye of the government, one of the Shichibukai? You didn't save me just to collect the bounty did you?" Robin asked with fear in her voice.

"I hadn't planed on it, no. Are you a wanted felon?"

"Well in a way. I'm Nico Robin." This earned a look of interest from Mehawk.

"Nico Robin from Ohara?" he asked, "Well Nico Robin, I have no intention of turning you in to the government; it isn't every day some one can escape a Buster Call," Mehawk complemented her.

"Yeah, I don't like to think about it," she replied looking down at her feet.

"Very well," Mehawk left it at that. They walked and made small conversation until they reached a hill side. "Here we are." There was a waterfall, a small cave in the hill side, a fire, and a field of soft grass.

"This place is beautiful," Robin admitted in aw.

"Over here," Mehawk beckoned to her from the fire. Robin's mind: when did he move? Mehawk offered her some fruit from his bag and they ate together in front of the fire.


In the next chapter find out what threatens there lives and were it comes from.