A/N: Sorry about slow updates. CPD (Chronic Procrastination Disease) is horrible, and not real. Sorry about spelling/grammar errors. Not much to say. Favorite, Follow, Review. Peace.
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KAYA'S JOURNAL
April 22
Yesterday I met Red-Hair Shanks and his crew. He was really nice, but seemed a bit stupid. When I told him that I came from another world he gave no reaction at all. His face was really funny when he asked found out how old I was. I thought I was fourteen and was wondering why I was a pirate. I told that I was seventeen and I wanted to be the Pirate King. His and the crew member who were in the conversation jaws nearly hit the floor. I told them that if it came down to it I'd kill Luffy and Shanks to become Pirate King. This was true. I wasn't going to let anyone get in my way of reaching my dreams. I'm missing Daddy Mihawk more and more as the days go by. I hope he's ok without me.
-Kaya
"Aww. Kaya are you leaving already?" Shanks said in a whiny voice.
He'd been drinking all night. I wondered how he was still awake. Or alive.
"Yeah. It's been a week since I left and I still don't have any crew members. I started in the east Blue because I wanted to meet Luffy, but he's already gone."
I started walking toward the doors of the tavern. It was a little tricky because Red-Hair Pirates littered the floor.
"Don't go Kaya." Shanks whined.
"I have to and you shouldn't act like that. Drunk or not."
"Kaya~" he whined as I walked out the door.
I paused at the threshold.
"Bye Shanks. See you later." I waved and left.
Now I needed to head to the next island to get supplies for the journey to the North Blue. It took three uneventful days to get there and when I did reach the island, everyone was in an uproar. I was a complete magnet for trouble and I knew that whatever was going on, I was somehow going to get mixed up in it.
The path to the main town wasn't as crowded as you'd think, so I had a peaceful walk there. The town on the other hand was the complete opposite. It was bustling with shopper and merchants and pickpockets to. I hated crowds, but I want to get everything I needed before that trouble came to find me.
I slipped through the crowd and into one of the smaller food stores. Thankful there were only a few people in there who didn't seem to notice or care that I'd entered. I grabbed what I needed and when to the cashier.
"That will be 500 beli. please." Her voice was very high pitched.
I handed her the money.
"Thank you, come again."
I took my bag from the counter and headed out of the shop. When I got outside I heard gasps and yells. I ignored them and started walking back to the ship. I was stopped when an arm was wrapped around my shoulders and a knife was put to my neck.
"Nobody move or this girl will die." Said my captor.
Although the people of this town didn't know me, they still don't want to see me killed, so nobody moved a muscle.
"Walk." The guy said in my ear.
I started walking and he did too. Every now and again he told me to turn, but he never once removed the knife. As we were walking I could hear something lightly bumping against him leg.
When we finally arrived in a secluded area he released me. I turned around and looked him up and down.
He was about 6' 2", and he had straight black shoulder-length hair. He had it brushed back, but multiple clumps of strands fall in his face and cover his black eyes.
He was slightly tanned, darker in some places, and wore a plain white shirt with black shorts, and knee-length black boots. The only thing he had on hid person was a red katana strapped to his waist.
"So what's your story?" I asked him.
"What?"
I sighed.
"Why were you holding a knife to my throat?" I asked calmly.
"How can you be so calm about that?" he questioned with shock in both his eyes and voice.
"Stop responding to what I say with questions. It's annoying." I said a tick mark on my forehead.
The color left my skin.
"Why should I listen to you?"
This pushed me over the limit and Aurora awakened.
"What the hell?" he shouted staring at her.
"I told you to stop pissing me off. You really don't listen."
I punched him in the head, but not as hard as I hit Shanks.
"Ow. That hurt." He continued to shout.
"I punched you, it was supposed to hurt. Now answer my question."
"No." he said defiantly.
I sighed and rubbed my temples.
"Fine then how about a little swordfight. If you win you can kill me or whatever, but if I win you answer all of my questio
"Alright." He said with a confident smirk.
He unsheathed his katana and pulled one from my back. He held his with two hands, I with one.
"Go." I shouted.
He rushed at me and swung low to cut my stomach. I easily blocked his sword and pushed him back. He charged at me again, this time aiming for my head. I expertly dodged him. I had to admit he was well trained. He was careful not to leave himself open, but there wasn't enough power behind his strikes and he moved too slowly.
On the next charge he thrust his sword aiming for my heart. When he was close enough I knocked the sword out of his hands, and, in a split second, pivoted around and placed her sword to his neck.
"Checkmate. I win."
I put my katana back in its sheath and he picked his up and did the same. He was scowling when he turned back to me. He and I both sat down.
"What do you want to know?"
"Who are you?"
"My name is Jonas Day. You can call me by either name."
"How old are you?"
"I'm seventeen."
"Why did you take me hostage?"
He looked at the ground and started playing with the dirt, a clear sign of discomfort.
"Two days again I killed my father. I needed a safe way to get to shores."
He's really answering all my questions. He's quite the rare honest person.
"What did you plan to do once you got to the shores?"
His head snapped up at me in surprise. He expected me to ask why he killed his father. I shrugged.
"You have your reasons; you'll tell me when you're ready or drunk."
He nodded and frowned in thought about my last question.
"I'm going to steal one of the boats down at the dock."
I frowned.
"The only ship down there is mine. So tell me what do you plan to do?"
"I don't know."
"Can I trust you?"
"Yes. Why do you ask?"
I ignored his question.
"Wanna join my crew?"
He looked a little shocked.
"You're a pirate?"
I smiled.
"Of course. Why also would I say join my crew?"
"Fine, but I want to know who you are first."
"Fair enough, but I'd rather tell you from the safety of my ship."
I didn't want to risk someone hearing me.
When we got on board Jonas helped me lower the sails and pull in the anchor.
"So who are you?" he asked once we were seated in the galley.
"My name is Juraquille Kaya. I'm seventeen and am captain of the Demon-Eyed Pirates."
Jonas stared at me questioningly.
"Juraquille? Like Juraquille Mihawk?" he liked like he was about to have a heart attack.
"Yes. He is my adoptive father."
Jonas relaxed a bit.
"That explains your talent. He trained you right?"
"Yes. For the past three years."
He was silent. I stretched and stood up.
"Now that I have my first mate, I can put up my jolly roger."
He snapped out of his silence.
"I was wondering about that. You said you were a pirate, yet you didn't have a jolly roger."
"I made a promise to myself that I wouldn't put it up until I had my first mate. Here you are. Now, if you'll help me take down the main sail I'll paint the jolly roger I thought up on it."
Jonas did as instructed and helped me take down the sail. When we hung it back up there was a giant skull and cross bones on it. The skull had red eye sockets and black horns that matched the figure head's.
"Captain could you paint our jolly roger on one of my shirts? I'd do it myself, but I can't even draw a line correctly." He said scratching the back of his head.
"Absolutely." I said and he ran off and came back with a bright orange shirt he got from a duffle bag he had hidden in the forest.
It took a few minutes for me to finish and when I was I pinned it to the rope latter leading up to the Crow's Nest.
"Jonas come here for a second." I said and lead him to my room. When we were inside I pointed at a chair and he sat down. I rummaged through my draws until I found what I was looking for. I took it and walked back over the Jonas.
I went behind him and pulled the hair out of his face. After that I tied a black bandana around his head to keep them his hair it place.
"There. The hair in your face looked like it was bothering you."
"It was. Thank you." He said and stood up.
"Time for bed." I said and pushed him out of my room.
NEXT DAY
April 23
I now have both my first mate and my jolly roger in place. His name is Jonas Day and he seems to be a very trustworthy guy. Hopeful the rest of my crew search ends quicker than it took to find Jonas.
I wander how Luffy's doing. He's probably already got Zoro.
I have decided against calling Daddy Mihawk. Although I miss him greatly, he'd probably get anger about me being alone on the ship with Jonas. Instead I tried to call Donny, but he was busy. I went to sleep like normal last night.
This morning I learned that Jonas is not a morning person. When I went to wake him up he punched me in the face. Of course I followed by kicking him out of his canapé and he finally woke up.
I've decided that our next crew member will be a cook. Neither Jonas nor I can make anything resembling edible, or food.
-Kaya
"Jonas~. Go make me some food~." I whined. I was lying on the deck with my eyes closed.
My stomach rumbled.
"No. You keep complaining about my food. Go make your own." I called from the Crow's Nest.
Currently Jonas was the first mate, look out, cook, navigator, and swordsman. I was the captain.
"Make me food. Captain's orders."
"Fine he said and jumped down from the Crow's Nest. He landed right next to my head, and my eyes shoot up. I shot up.
"Gah! What the hell are you doing Jonas? You almost caused me to have a heart attack."
"You're forcing me to make you food you know you'll complain about. This is the price." He said with a shrug.
"Do that again and I'll cut your feet off." He and I both knew I wouldn't though.
