Unmei spent most of her time up on the deck, sitting either in the swing or on the grass on the blanket that would be laid out for her to rest on. Her injuries gave only faint pulses of pains now and most of the bandages and the cast had been removed, leaving her eye in an eye patch as it was still sensitive and steadily recovering and her left arm free from the cast and sling, shoulders still tender to strenuous tasks.

Unmei was given a few pair of clothing from both Robin and Nami, the latter feeling that being in the open back gown not all that comfortable. Seeing as her body was no longer fully wrapped in bandages. So she sat on a laid out blanket with a small heap of clothing to her side using the sewing kit that Nami brought to her after noting that Luffy's pants and shirt were frayed and tearing slightly by a fraction. Nami made the comment of that's how most of the men kept their clothes at time, not initially caring as usually if it got bad they would ask, though not always willingly, Nami to fix them up a bit. Unmei's mind registered that and her teachings surfaced and offered her service to mend the crews clothing. So that is what she was keeping herself busy with at the moment.

It was quiet the scene. To those that were either watching her or passing by.

Unmei dressed in a floral print flowy top, long flowy pale beige skirt and barefoot. Her hair pulled back into a loose messy bun, her bangs framing her face gently, her eye staring down at her fingers as they worked meticulously with the needle and thread on the hem of a green shirt that belonged to Sanji. She had her smile in place as she worked on each article of clothing and neatly folding them next to her. She hummed softly, no tune in mind just a soft melodic rhythm. She picked one of Luffy's vests and noted how the buttons were barely hanging on and the edges were a mix between withered and singed with tears along the hems and edges.

Thoughtfully she set work on first removing the buttons to reattach them. Her mind wondering about quite a few things.

She wondered why her heartbeat hasn't evened out, there were still odd hiccups and it hardly followed a rhythm. Why as everyday passed she felt more and more drawn to the sea, the thoughts of it being her husband coming up more often. Why her time with Pirates was more comfortable than all the time spent on her own homeland and family. Her mind idly tried to organize these thoughts before a glass before her brought her out of her trance. Blinking she looked up the arm that was attached to the tray the glass was on and recognize the blond.

"Hello Sanji-sama." She greeted politely before gently taking the glass of ice-cold lemonade. "Thank you." She spoke gently, bring the glass to her lips. Sanji gave her a dashing smile.

Why was she still addressing them with '-sama'? The Strawhat pirates expressed to her that she need not do so.

"A wife is always polite, we say '-sama' to those that we show respect for."

Ah that was why. She hummed, slowly nursing her drink. If she always says it because she is meant to, does the word lose its initial effect? The respect?

She was respectful to Pirates?

That line of thought wasn't exactly unpleasant to her. There was a fraction of her, berating herself for finding peace while among the pirates, no matter how small of a fraction that peace was.

Pirates were those the broke the flow of Order. They were the ones that went against the odds and promised chaos where ever they may sail and venture. Maybe that is why the Order had been so against the concept of a pirate wife. To be a Pirate wife one must be free caring and without order.

Unmei sighed softly placing the empty glass down and resumed her work.


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"Unmei-san." Nami called as she approached the other sitting on the swing. Unmei looked away from the blue waters, her uncovered eye meeting Nami's. "We'll be reaching land in 4 days, are you sure you will be fine?" Nami questioned. There was something in Unmei's eyes whenever she spoke about departing from the Strawhats. Nami would not have mind the woman's company, but their trouble centred lives would surely put a lot of strain on the poor woman, not to mention the dangers.

"Oh, thank you Nami-sama…" Unmei spoke softly as she bowed her head and turned back to watching the sea. "I am eternally grateful of what you and your crew have done for me… I shall always remember these past few days… even if I had been unconscious most of my stay here." Unmei's giggle was soft and low. Nami thought she imagined the underlying bitterness in it.

"If I may, Unmei-san." Both heads turned to Robin as she walked over. "What is it you plan to do once we reach the island?" Robin asked curiously. Nami nodded, wanting to know as well.

"Ah, well you see Robin-sama," Unmei stood and walked to the rail, gently grasping it with one hand while the other rested at her side. With her back to both women, none of them saw how her eyes glazed over and dulled considerably. "Once I am there, I shall head to the nearest Marine Officer to be taken to their base. Then they shall contact my homeland and I will be in their custody until they return me." Unmei spoke out, almost as though she had spoken such words before.

Nami blinked while Robin hummed softly, a thoughtful glint in her eyes.

"What's your Homeland like, Unmei?" Unmei blinked, the dullness retreating slightly letting the little life in her eyes to shin through. Turning she faced Luffy who stood a little way behind Nami and Robin.

"My Homeland is…" Unmei paused, words spinning in her head before her lips quivered for a fraction. Nami watched with wide shocked eyes, gasping. Robin's eyes widen as her face took on a surprise look. Luffy remained watching.

"Perfect…"


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