The Tale of the Dragon

Pairing: Nami/Night (FOC)/Robin

"Bold print" is quotes from the English Subbed episodes on Crunchyroll.

Chapter 2:

I continued to lie on the top of the door to dock 1 when I heard something that made me smirk, and then the other came out as soon as we heard a smacking sound.

"Really?! You're generous! Can't I ask you to join us, pops?"

"Well… I can't. I'm the mayor."

"Who cares?!" Luffy said as he smacked Pops on the back. 'Fuck!'

"Grr…" I jumped off of the Dock doors and landed between the assailant and Pops. "How dare you! Don't you dare try something like that again!" I growled at the one of fault glaring at him with burning ice in my eyes. I almost launched myself at the perpetrator when a hand clamped down onto my shoulder. I looked at the owner of the offending meat offering. It was Lucci giving me the look that said he would restrain me if he had to. Then another offending limb landed on my other shoulder. I looked away from the meat stack named Lucci to look at the owner of the other limb that is currently on my shoulder.

"Night it is fine. He just meant it as a harmless gesture. Calm down now. No harm has come to me." I glare at him briefly before I close my eyes and let the survivor take over again. She exhaled a breath before opening our eyes again. We stepped back and just walked off heading off to the others and my current place of residence to continue my training to blow off some steam while I waited for the others to come back. Before I was out of hearing distance I said, "I'm going to head home for today. If you need something dire you know where to find me." Then headed off for the rest of the day.

"What was that all about?" Luffy asked after Night left. I just face palmed. Why did I get left with an idiot for a captain? Although that was kind of strange. Why did she snap like that? I'm curious as to how Iceberg-san will reply. I get that he could be like a slight father figure, but there was nothing that indicated that he was hurt even in the slightest.

"I'm sorry about my idiot of a captain, but I'm also wondering along similar lines. Would you mind answering his question?" I asked Iceberg-san. He looked at us for a minute before he replied looking slightly uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, but I can't answer that question. I haven't known Night for too long of a time. Only a few years, but I do know that she wouldn't be happy if we were to talk about her without her around, and I haven't asked her about her past," he stepped closer and lowered his voice until what he said could only be heard by both me and Luffy, "but what I have been able to tell was that she might have not had the best of child hoods, and was probably not around humans much. Now let's move on I've already said too much as it is."

Hmm… I look over at the captain to see his reaction to what Iceberg-san said. I know I myself was worried about what I heard, but I knew that at this point in time I couldn't do anything to find out or to help her with anything. Also, I realized that if what he just said is true then Luffy could have just decreased our chances of being able to convince her that she could escape from her prison and come with us. What I saw on Luffy's face was something that all of us on the Sunny almost never see. He had a contemplating look on his face and it almost seemed like he gained even more determination to get her through some kind of recollection. I was wondering about this before I lost the thought as all of a sudden he bounced back to his normal self and we continued on with the tour.

That night I almost got caught by the others, but luckily it wasn't Lucci who came back first and I was able to hop into the shower as I heard them enter the street. I could smell the fear coming from one individual that I couldn't quite place the scent of, as it was foreign to me. I paid no attention to it for now as I stepped into the shower releasing some of the tension in my shoulders with the hot water running down my back and through my hair. I was fine just standing there under the hot spray until there was a knock on the door. "Who are you and what do you want." I demanded as I turned the water down slightly.

"I was just wondering if it would be okay to come in and use the restroom as I was left here with orders not to leave." A female voice replied. It was slightly suspicious that she didn't answer the first question but I paid no attention to it as the others obviously left this person with me as they already vacated our premises. I just shrugged and said it was fine as this was the only bathroom in this section of the apartments that I owned.

"It's fine to come in." I said as I tuned the water back up and turned my back towards the door but stayed on alert, as I still didn't know whom this was. The door opened as a figure stepped in. she had on a purple leather pants that were tucked into black heeled boots, a purple leather jacket with a black tank top underneath, and a purple leather hat with yellow highlights. That was all I got before I looked at her face to see who she was. When I saw whom she was I back up slightly and gasped. She looked at me for a second before she moved to the toilet and I adverted my gaze after getting over the shock of seeing her. The main one wanted to come out, but I made sure that she stayed where she was, as we both know that she didn't know about us. Plus she probably wouldn't be happy to find out about us, as she knows whom we work for. It's obvious by how tense she is. I wish I could do something, but I couldn't even do much for myself. As she was finishing up I tuned off the water and grabbed the towel that was hanging on a bar right next to the shower. I wrapped it around me before I stepped out. She was just finishing up with washing her hands when she saw me pass behind her. For some reason it felt like her gaze intensified exponentially after I passed. 'Weird.' I thought as I made my way into my bedroom to grab my change of clothes. Ignoring the strange sensation that I felt as she continued to watch me as I left.

I was dropped of at a series of apartments after I left with the CP9 agent that approached me. He motioned me to a certain apartment and told me to stay in there with the person that was there. She would be my escort for the rest of the time that I would be with CP9. I wondered about who she was, but knew that I probably wouldn't find anything about her. When I entered the apartment I heard the shower running. I found that slightly strange as it was early evening, but didn't question it. For a little while I just stayed in the living room sitting in a chair that was the only extremely comfortable piece of furniture. It wasn't long though before I had to use the restroom, but I was wary as the shower was still running. I knocked on the door and heard a demanding voice call out asking who I was and what I wanted. I was slightly shocked as her voice sounded young. I replied with, "I was just wondering if it would be okay to come in and use the restroom as I was left here with orders not to leave." I heard a faint come in as it sounded as if the spray from the shower was turned up. I opened the door and peered inside. I couldn't see the person in the shower that clearly as it was obvious that she had been in there for a while and the whole room was foggy from the steam. I just went about doing my business until I saw an arm shoot out from the shower with the water turning off. The arm just grabbed the towel that was sitting there ready for use and brought it inside of the shower. I didn't pay too much attention to the figure that stepped out of the shower until she walked behind me as I was washing my hands and saw her in the mirror.

What caught my attention was that she was exceptionally beautiful. She had raven black hair that spilled down to her lower back that was stripped with white and ice blue color. Although I didn't get a good look at her face as she had already walked past me with her hair obscuring that side of her face. She was small and looked exceptionally young, but going by her voice she should only be a few years younger then I am. That's weird. However, what really caught my eye was that she was really cute. Not the typical passing cute, but like an adorable kitten like cuteness. I just wanted to grab her and hide her away from the rest of the world and keep her to myself. I know these thoughts of mine are wrong, as I'm not going to be alive for too much longer. However, this knowledge just made my possible feeling towards her all the more intense. Seeing her just wrapped in a flimsy towel… so many things that I could do to her… all running through my head. I continue to stare after her as she left to change in what must be her bedroom. As soon as the door closed I stopped my foolish line of thought as there will be no point to it, and it would just interfere with what I have to do.

Now to get ready for the meeting later, so I don't slip up.