Let's get this chapter going while I'm hyper and have some sort of idea what I'm doing!

Otulia: You heard her! On with the fanfiction! Which is written by a fan.

Nami had decided it was time to confront her brother. She couldn't hide from him forever, and she needed to know how he had found her. Only then could the crew decide what to do with him. Sanji was still all for feeding Yukio to the fish, which had inspired Luffy to suggest using him as fish bait. But Nami, no matter how badly he had treated her, didn't want to hurt him. Zoro also supported letting him go, so that in the future they could fight again. Yet they needed to know how to prevent him from coming after Nami again.

Still, it wouldn't be easy. She didn't want the entire crew there, but she knew she couldn't face him alone. She needed serious moral support.

And so the sun rose the following morning to three people making their way across the deck.

Yukio glared at them each in turn, his eyes finally coming to rest on Nami. "Well, well, my cowardly sister finally decides to show herself," he taunted.

"Shut yer trap," Sanji demanded coldly. "No one talks to Nami that way."

"Yukio," Nami said quietly, drawing his attention back to her. She flinched under his piercing gaze, and Zoro, standing behind her, gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze. "How the hell did you find me?"

"Quite by accident, dearest sister," he answered derisively. "Don't tell me you don't remember?"

"Remember…what?"

"This island was once our home. I was visiting Mama, when I happened to see you standing up here on this deck. I can't tell you how happy I felt, knowing that you'd come home."

Nami paled, backing up a step, forgetting everything around her. "H…home? You mean…this…this is where…"

"Why, you have forgotten, haven't you?" Yukio exclaimed mockingly. "I can't say I'm surprised, though. After all, you never were one to care much for family."

Something inside her snapped. "Shut up!" she shouted, her hands balling into fists. "Just shut the hell up, Yukio! What the hell do you know? You were supposed to be dead, dammit!"

"Nami, calm down." Zoro pulled her into him, holding her gently. "Calm down," he repeated in her ear. Slowly, she came back to herself, and a tear slid down her cheek.

"I can't believe it," she whispered. "I could never remember where this island was. And now…I'm back home…" Her eyes slid closed, and she collapsed against Zoro. Still weakened from his injuries, he staggered under her sudden weight. Sanji hurried over and took her from him, carrying her back to her quarters. With a last glance at Yukio, still secured firmly to the mast, Zoro followed.

"I can't believe you talked me into this," Zoro grumbled.

"I could have left you back on the ship with Luffy and Usopp, you know," Nami retorted. The two of them were making their way through the pine forest on the island, searching for anything that Nami remembered.

So far, they had turned up nothing.

"Hey, what's that smell?" Zoro asked suddenly. Nami sniffed the air; a strange scent was lingering on the air.

"I don't know," she replied, turning to her right. "But it seems to be coming from this direction."

As they walked, the scent became stronger, hanging thick upon the air. It was nearly a stench, hinting of rot and decay, but not unpleasant enough to repel them. Soon enough, they emerged from the pine into a grove of a different tree. A tree with flowers…

…flowers the color of blood.

And…yes…short. Deal with it, it's nearly two am right now, and I'm impatiently waiting for the last episode of Death Note to load so I can find out if I have to cry myself to sleep or not…grr…be glad I'm updating. And please review! In the chance that I do have to cry myself to sleep, reviews will cheer me up so that I can get more writing done.