These are thoughts

"These are conversations"

And these are story teller

Hello my beloved readers. I'm back with a new chapter. Hope ya'll didn't wait for too long. And I don't own One Piece.

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The first year of my life was, frankly, boring. There was not much I could do. There wasn't much that happened either. There were a few interesting and/or disturbing incidences and revelations though.

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I found out that father was a very tall and muscular man. His hair brushes the door frame when he takes me out to sunbathe. He had jet black spiky hair and stormy grey eyes. Mother, on the other hand, was a petite woman. She's like two heads shorter than father. She also had scarlet silky hair and green emerald eyes that reminded me of Kushina from Naruto. I wonder what I look like.

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At around three months old, I managed to flip myself over. I can observe whenever I want now. Yay.

The first thing I saw when I prop myself up was mother and father in a heated make out session on the other side of the room.

I drop myself down and flip over on my back. I did not need to see that. At all.

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It turned out that my father have been taking a break from his duty to take care of me and my mother. That was why he always seems to be around.

You want to know how baby me figure that out? Well, his squat mates decided to pay us a visit.

There were two of them, a blond man with blue eyes and a brunette woman with purple eyes, or well, eye. She only had her left eye and a jagged scar horizontally over her right. They were both wearing sailor uniform.

"Hey guys, how are you doing?" the woman asked.

"We're good. Thank you for stopping by." father answered.

"We came to check up on you two." The woman pouted after giving my mother a hug. "The whole division is worried about you, especially when your hubby literally ran out of the base. Then disappear for half a year."

"Reina's right. You're lucky the lieutenant had a baby last year, otherwise that's half a year worth of toilet duty." the man smirk.

"Oh please, I'm his favorite. There's no way he'd do that." father joked, "you on the other hand Satoshi. How many yard duty shifts did you get when I was not there to rein you in?"

"Less than you'll ever get. Moron." Satoshi quip back.

"Oh really? Mr. Yard cleaner?" father growled back.

Their pleasant conversation suddenly turned into a full out battle. At least until mother stepped in.

"All right you two. That's enough." she exclaimed while pulling in their ears.

Judging by their yelps, I imagine that was very painful. I was too busy watching the three that I completely missed Reina standing next to my crib. So naturally, I was extremely startled when she picked me up.

"So, what's the little princess's name?" she interrupted the others.

"It's Ryuki. Hanabishi Ryuki." mother answered, letting go of the ears.

"Ow ow ow. I though you guys were gonna go with Tatsumaki. What's with the name combination you were so adamant about." Satoshi said through his pain.

"Hell no. Tatsumaki is too common for my little treasure." father exclaimed, buffing up his chest.

"So you decide not to combine your names? Dang, I lost that bet." Satoshi said.

"Actually, you didn't. Ryuki is a combination of our name. It's just a word play." Mother said, "The "Ryu" in her name is a different word for "Tatsu". And the "ki" is from Ma"ki". Add those up and we got "Ryuki".

"Really? YES. HAHAH! THOSE TWENTY HUNDRED BERRIES ARE MINE!" Satoshi jumped in joy.

They bet on my name? I want 10% of that. And Berry? Which anime is that from? It sounds familiar.

Anyway, I cringed. That dude is really loud. Thankfully, Reina came to my rescue.

"Hey. Stop screaming. You're going to make the little princess cry!" then she coo at me, "You're such a cute baby, aren't you. Yes, yes you are."

Then she processed to put me on the table and tickle me. Fuck! Stop that! I can vaguely hear someone going "No fair. I want to play with her too." I got tickled for the rest of the day.

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One thing I found out very quickly due to how close I usually am with my mother is that I am indeed in an anime. I might not be able to see too far, but she definitely looks like someone from an anime. I just hope this is somewhere relatively peaceful.

Since I was still a baby with shitty vision, I was confined to my crib most of the time. I sincerely hope my vision gets better soon or this boredom is going to kill me. For now though, I just settled with thinking about my situation and future options.

Since I am a baby with an adult mind, there's no way I can be like a normal baby. Should I try to be as normal as possible? Or may be come out as a genius? Decisions decisions.

On one hand, geniuses are awesome. I had always been average in my last life, so to be view as someone important might be nice. And it should keep me from being bored and force to act like a brat. Although geniuses have to face so many pressures it's not even funny. Not to mention the probability of being bully for it. I seriously don't want to be picked on by little kids, the humiliation will make me do something drastic and that's not good. On the other hand, being a normal kid means no pressure, there's a whole variety of things I can chose to do or not without everyone judging. However, that means I have to wrack my brain to remember the development timeline of a baby.

Genius or normal. Or, I can go somewhere in between. Third road FTW. Now, how does that timeline goes again? I'm pretty sure I learned about it in Biology, or was it Psychology. Huh. That's strange. I can't seem to remember which class I took.

I try to remember which class I took but couldn't remember. So I try to broad out and then focus in later. But I couldn't remember which college I went to. Feeling wary, I search though my memory, trying to recount what I did in my last life. My blood ran cold.

I couldn't remember anything.

I couldn't remember if I had a sister or a brother, if I even have a sibling at all. Who were my parents? How are they? Hell I cannot recount where I was or why I died.

Even worse, I don't have any clue how old I was.

No way. This is impossible. I know I was reincarnated. I can remember things in my past life. Things like planes, guns, motorcycles, anime and manga, and everything else. So why? Why can't I remember anything about me? Fuck. Fuck. FUCK. GOD FUCKING DAMMIT ALL. WHY? Why? Why are you doing this to me? Why?

I'm pretty sure I managed to freak out my parents with the screaming and crying I did. I was immediately scooped up into someone's arms. It was my father.

"Shhhh. Shhhh. It's OK, it's OK, Ryuki. Papa's here. Do you need a diaper change? No. it still good. Are you hungry then?" he fussed over me.

I cried myself to sleep that day. Although, father's fusing was quite calming.

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After brooding for some time (weeks), I decided to stop. I might not have my old memories anymore, but I can always make new ones. There's no way I can return to the life I used to have no matter how much brood. I have a new life now. I was reincarnated. And I have a family. This time, I'm going to make sure I won't die as easily. I'm going to make sure I won't leave my family behind again. This time, I'm going to make sure I live life to the fullest.

First step: Let's start by bonding with the two people who have been giving me unconditional love since I was born. I need to learn to love my mother and father, no, mom and dad, again.

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This chapter took me awhile. It's a little longer than my average for the chapters since the previous was shorter. I hope you all enjoyed it though.

Ryuki: so what was my name?

Me: You don't know.

Ryuki: I know I don't know. Now answer my question.

Me: That's a secret that'll you'll never find out.

Ryuki: You never thought of one, did you?

ME: … I plead the Fifth?