Hey everybody, MikeTurner1 here again. Hope you guys are enjoying yourselves. So, recently it has come to my attention that I've got a lot of fan-fictions on here, so I've decided I should really start trying to wrap some up so I can work on other stuff. The bad news is most of the time I write fan-fiction, the ideas are pretty crazy, over the top and complex (see the epic sagas of Search the Wind and Scarlet Wind) so I've realised that that goal is probably easier said than done.

But, there is some good news, because I've decided to try writing A-Z one-shots more regularly in order to quickly finish this collection. Don't worry, that doesn't mean I'm going to rush things: I already pretty much know the main plot-points between here and the final chapter 'Z'...but it does mean that these oneshots should be coming out more regularly.

So, without a further ado, here's a new one-shot for A-Z, J, which will be focusing around Chika, Haru and a surprise visitor! This took a lot of effort to get written and even now, I'm not sure if it completely works...but never the less, it's done now, for better or for worse and I hope you guys enjoy.

J is for Justice

There truly was no justice in the world.

That was the conclusion Chika reached as she watched her brother happily slurping down his ice-cream. His escape attempt had only been a week ago and already, it seemed to have been well and truly forgotten.

Mummy, of course, had been worried. Chika remembered how when Olvia brought Haru home that night, the first thing her Mummy had done was spring upon her brother, her wrath taking the form of a thousand worried kisses and cuddles. It was a bizarre sight to be sure, seeing mummy frozen in a state between pure rage and relief.

Even Daddy seemed put off by the strange blend of the sinister and the sweet. Daddy was pleased to see Haru back too though, trying to play off that he wasn't worried about his disappearance in the slightest and had every faith that he would return unharmed. As always, Daddy was a terrible liar but the fact he tried to make Haru feel better seemed to cheer her brother up.

At first, Chika was pleased to see Haru return unharmed as well. Yes, he was as smelly and as gross as usual but at least he was okay.

After his return to the family, however, Chika noticed a genuine change.

Despite abandoning any possible desire to escape to sea before he came of age, Haru had become much more confident after his return. He seemed less prone to fighting with Daichi and, when Daichi did occasionally make humorous pokes at Haru's lack of a crew, the remarks were discarded by the young boy with a smirk.

Chika tried asking Olvia what she had said to make Haru so calm but Olvia gave nothing away, simply rustling Chika's black hair and informing her it was a secret.

If there was one thing that Chika hated, it was secrets.

If there was another thing she was allowed to hate, it was arrogance.

Mummy and Daddy, happy to have their little boy home again, had spoiled Haru rotten and the pirate prince now had them dancing to his every whim like puppets. It was bound to wear off sooner or later. By the end of his first week back, however, Haru had succeeded in driving her crazy by accepting the spoils of his return with an ungrateful smirk.

Chika shivered as he went to shovel in another mouthful of ice cream. Haru paused, cream drooling from his mouth as he looked to his sister.

"What? Do you want some?"

"No thank you," Chika replied, failing to hide her sneer. In truth, she loved ice cream but she didn't want to inflate Haru's ego by accepting his offer. Haru must have noticed because he scowled at her in reply. It turned out her brother was much more astute than she gave him credit for.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked, swallowing another helping of ice cream. His mouth flapped open and closed with a terrible slapping noise that made Chika shiver.

"Nothing," she insisted. It wasn't his fault he was being spoiled. He was a boy, after all, and boys tended to be greedy. Chika was willing to suffer in silence as long as her brother stayed happy though. Haru seemed to be oblivious to her selfless approach and kept glaring in her direction.

"It looks like something's wrong."

"I'm okay."

"No, you're not," Haru insisted, scooping another spoonful of ice cream out of the bucket and gesturing it towards her. "You sure you don't want some!?" Chika stared with revulsion at the spoon, as if it mocked her with its mere presence.

"No thank you," she mumbled again. Haru didn't seem convinced.

"Why are you sulking then if you don't want any?"

"I'm not sulking," Chika muttered through a pout. Haru frowned.

"Obviously," he grunted, going back to eating his ice cream. Chika observed the boy's feasting, irritation clearly building in her gaze. Haru watched her rage rising, growing steadily bemused himself.

"Are you sure you're-"

"I'm fine!" Chika snapped, her voice going louder than she had meant to. She instantly regretted it as Haru reeled back away from her. The insult was evident across his face, though the expression quickly morphed into a look of anger.

"Fine! If you want the ice-cream so badly, just have it!"

There wasn't much ice cream left in the tub but enough still remained so that when Haru flung it forwards, a large splodge of cream smacked Chika right in the face. The pirate princess sat where she was for a moment, in complete awe that her brother had done such a thing. It took a brief moment for it to fully sink in for Haru exactly what he had done. His ice-cream missile had definitely impacted with its target.

Unfortunately, a side effect of his well-placed attack was that the cream splatter had also trickled down from its initial target, meaning a blob of cold wet goop had landed straight on Chika's lap where her loyal companion 'Beary' sat.

In one unlucky swoop, Haru had stained his sister's favourite red dress and her loyal teddy bear.

The poor boy wasted his one second head-start in shaking his head in disbelief and begging for forgiveness but by then, it was too late.

"HARU!"

Luffy and Nami had been enjoying a quiet break from the kids in the garden. Quiet moments were a rare thing in a household belonging to the King of the Pirates so Nami enjoyed the small moments of peace (even if Luffy still couldn't properly tend a mikan grove to save his life). She leaned up, ready to press her lips to his for some random stupid but sweet comment he had given about how she hadn't changed a day since they first met (he had meant how she was still so concerned with her fruit but Luffy didn't object the kiss in any regard).

The instant their lips touched, the chaos that began in the kitchen erupted into the garden.

"Haru, get back here!"

"No!"

"Get back here and let me hit you!"

Haru belted out of the house, immediately running towards the shelter of his mummy's arms. Chika, determined as ever, dashed after him, a rare expression of fury crossing her face. Hearing the argument, Nami sighed, stepping away from Luffy and shaking her head.

"Can't leave them for two minutes…they take after you, you know?" she muttered.

"Mummy, Daddy, help! Chika's gone insane!" Haru cried, springing behind his mother. Chika seemed completely ignorant of her mummy's presence and continued chasing Haru, the two siblings circling around their mother.

"You threw ice cream in my face!"

"You were glaring at me!"

"And you threw ice-cream in my face for no reason!"

"Chika! Haru!" Nami begged, frantically attempting to catch her children. Sadly, Chika and Haru were at that stage where energy came freely and quickly and no amount of frantic snatching from their mother could calm them down. Eventually, Nami turned to Luffy, who stood to one side simply smirking at the situation. "Don't just stand there, help me!"

"Yes dear," Luffy said through a laugh, stretching out his arms to grab hold of them. Haru and Chika let out a shared gasp as their legs left the floor and they hung, helpless, in their father's arms. Their mother smirked down at them, basking in her victory.

"Thank you Luffy," Nami purred, pressing a kiss to the Pirate King's cheek. Haru gagged, earning another glare from his sister.

"Gross."

"You're gross."

"Don't make me come down there!" Nami insisted, pointing her finger in their faces.

"Okay, settle down Nami," Luffy mumbled, placing Haru and Chika down on the floor, turning them round to look at him. "Now, tell me what's going on. Why were you two fighting?"

"Haru threw ice-cream in my face," Chika explained. Haru shifted to look at her with a glare.

"Tattletale!"

"Haru…" Nami breathed the word into the air as a warning.

"She was staring at me!"

"That's not reason enough to throw ice-cream at someone," Nami spoke up, planting a hand on Haru's skull. "Apologise to your sister." Haru bit his lip.

Sorry.

It was his least favourite word and there was no way in heck he was going to say it to his stupid cootie filled sister.

He levelled a glare at her, challenging her to question his silence.

"Haru…" Haru winced as his mother tugged on his ear. "Are you listening to me young man?"

"Sorry," he growled.

"It's okay," Chika mumbled. Her bitter voice portrayed the opposite effect.

"Well, that's settled then," Luffy spoke up, grinning ear to ear once more. "What do you say we go back inside and play a game?"

"Ah sweet! A game!" Haru shouted, pumping his arms in excitement. It was not a sentiment shared by his sister.

"You mean…that's it?" Luffy and Nami glanced to their daughter with shared looks of confusion.

"He threw ice-cream at you. No harm done," Luffy muttered, wiping the chocolate sauce off of Chika's head and licking it with a satisfied smirk. Chika felt heartbroken.

"But…but he ruined my dress…"

"Your brother said he was sorry sweetheart."

"But he'll just do it again. And he hurt Beary, look!" Chika pouted, holding up her precious protector, still stained by her vicious horror of a brother. Luffy chuckled.

"He still looks pretty brave and strong to me, just a flesh wound. Right Nurse Mummy?" He looked up to his wife with a smirk, that usual smirk Nami could never resist returning.

"Why yes Doctor Daddy, he looks fine. I'll wash him before you go to bed sweetheart, don't worry," Nami offered, crouching down to give Chika another hug.

Chika didn't feel happy.

Her beautiful bear had been defiled and her brother was getting away.

She frowned.

Where was the justice?

As Mummy and Daddy walked back inside, she hung back, clutching Beary and staring at the floor. She just couldn't shake the feeling. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair. Her slow footsteps soon fell into a rhythm beside her brother's. She turned to him, absent-mindedly wondering if he could solve the riddle looping round in her head.

He didn't seem to want to even if he knew though. Haru was sulking in defeat and he made it painfully obvious with the way his eyes burned at her. Chika tightened her hold of Beary.

"Tattletale," Haru muttered again. Chika started walking faster, unwilling to hear the rest of what her brother had to say. Usually, this might had gone without remark. Sadly, luck did not seem to prefer Chika or her brother on that day.

Haru had been simmering with rage since the morning.

He had seen his sister's sad mopey face at breakfast and he had no idea what was wrong. Even worse, she had been hiding her sadness from him all day. It just wasn't right.

They were family, right?

Shouldn't that mean they could share their problems?

That was what their parents had said.

Maybe Chika was just doing this whole thing for attention.

Haru clenched his fists.

Chika was always mummy and daddy's favourite.

His parents would probably never admit it but Chika had a grip on them like Haru had never seen before. Perhaps it was because she was a little girl in a boy's house or perhaps it was because she looked so much like her parents that they had taken so fondly to her.

No matter the reason, the result was the same in Haru's mind: Chika was jealous of being knocked out of the spotlight. Haru tried to shake the thought but it continued to persist.

Growing steadily angrier with his sister and himself, Haru increased his pace. He had to get to some place to clear his head. Maybe talk to Daddy and Mummy about it. They'd understand. Maybe.

Chika only noticed Haru when he was right at her side and by then, it was too late. The boy had started running, completely ignorant of his sister as he bounded past her. His elbow swung up as he moved, lashing back to smack her straight in the face. Chika, knocked off balance by the sudden blow, fell to the floor. She moved her arm to steady herself but by then, the damage was done.

The new stone path Usopp had put in a few years prior was as beautiful as it was hard.

Chika couldn't help but consider this as she landed, smashing into her right arm with the full weight of her body behind her.

The panic in the scream that left her mouth was only matched by the expression her brother gave as he turned to look at his injured sister.

"Daddy! Mummy!" They didn't need to be called twice. In an instant, Luffy and Nami were outside, their faces alight with concern.

"Haru, what…" Luffy didn't even finish his sentence. He got his answer.

Chika was lying on the floor, screaming in pain as tears rolled down her cheek.

"Chika!" Nami cried, racing forwards and skidding to a stop on her knees by the girl's side. Luffy joined her.

"Chika, are you okay sweetie?" Chika couldn't speak. All that escaped her mouth was more screams. Haru watched the scene from the wall, slowing edging away from his sister. Tears of his own swarmed his vision.

"I didn't…I didn't mean to…" he began, his eyes tightening at the sudden sting. He hadn't. He'd just meant to get past her. Just meant to go round. He hadn't meant to…

"He pushed me! He pushed me!" Chika screamed, her pretty face stained red with her crying. She wasn't even looking in Haru's direction but the boy felt her rage. When his mother and father turned to look at him, he found he couldn't contain the tears any more. Shaking his head, Haru edged backwards.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled, his voice cracking as the word left his mouth. Chika didn't seem to hear.

"You did that on purpose!" she screamed, ignoring her mother's tight hold on her body and turning to glare at her brother.

"I didn't mean to," Haru muttered, his own eyes filling with tears now. "Chika, I'm sorry…I'm sorry…"

"Sorry's not good enough," Chika shouted. "You're mean! Mean people should be punished!" The words were nothing special but they were shouted with such force that Haru slumped against the wall. He looked over at Chika, crying as he hugged her legs. It had been an accident. An accident.

"…We're pirates," Haru muttered helplessly, as if this answered why he had hurt her. "We don't punish people…"

"Well then, maybe I should be a marine!" Chika screamed.

The shout was so strong and loud that it shook the air itself.

It was at that moment when Chika's eyes flooded so much with tears she could no longer see properly.

The last thing she saw before sadness overtook her were three faces: her mother's concerned expression, her brother's shocked appearance.

And then there was her daddy.

He just sat there looking at her.

As she descended into a stream of cries, Chika couldn't help but wonder if the face she had just seen was what the King of the Pirates looked like when he was disappointed.

J is for Jumbled

Chika said nothing.

She hadn't said anything since she had stopped crying.

It was a new record.

She sat on the kitchen table where she had been carried, a fresh white cast covering her right arm. Her mouth was bit tightly shut.

She didn't feel like talking anyway.

Luckily, her doctor was doing all of that for her at the moment.

"You landed wrong," the man explained, snapping his gloves off and throwing them in the bin. "You put a lot of extra weight on your arm…and it just snapped. It's ironic really: the daughter of the pirate king, taken out by falling on her own arm."

Chika said nothing. When she didn't make a sound, the man turned back to her, offering the little girl a smirk.

"What? You don't find that funny?"

Chika was silent still.

Trafalgar Law sighed, shutting his doctor bag and dragged it off the side of the counter to place on the floor.

He hated kids.

He hadn't known he had hated kids so much before but right now, the fact was cemented.

Apparently, they didn't want sombre ironic humorous observations.

The girl had remained screaming through the whole procedure and now, she wasn't saying anything at all.

Honestly, what was the matter with children these days?

Slowly, Law turned around to look at the girl, her mind still seeming half the world away.

"You're lucky I was here doing research in Nico Robin's library," he commented. "Your reindeer friend is good but he can't fix bones as well as I can. A few twists with the Ope-Ope fruit and you'll be better in three days tops."

Chika said nothing.

Law returned her stare with one of his own.

They were annoying, the new generation.

So morbid, and not in the fun way.

Law approached Chika, gesturing across the room. A coffee mug appeared in his hands and he grabbed it without a word before settling down opposite his patient. It was strange.

Luffy used to go on about his kids all the time but whenever he mentioned his daughter, it was of a bright young lady with a big heart and kind eyes.

Currently, Chika's eyes looked glazed over, the kindness within them dissolved.

It was as if the girl had a darker side that neither of her parents had noticed.

Law wondered exactly what was going on in her head.

"So…a marine, huh?" Chika's gaze narrowed at Law into a glare.

Not that the warlord would ever admit it, but the kid definitely gave Law the chills. So different from her father and yet so similar.

"Where did you hear that?" Chika asked.

"Your dad," Law replied, sipping more of his coffee. Chika's head drooped. The atmosphere in the room became so thick, Law was sure he was drinking it more than he was his coffee. "How long have you wanted to be a marine?"

"A while," Chika spoke quietly.

"Any reason why?"

"Grandma Bellemere was in the marines and so was my great-grandpa and my Grandpa is head of the marine HQ."

"I know," Law muttered. "Believe me, I know. You've got some good connections: your father is king of the pirates, your brothers are princes, you just got fixed up by one of the seven warlords of the sea." Chika didn't look very impressed.

"Marines help people," she continued. "I want to help people."

"Pirates can help people," Law commented. Chika shook her head.

"Daddy said pirates aren't heroes. Pirates are usually the bad guys and I want to help punish the bad guys and keep people safe."

"Fair enough," Law murmured, once more sipping from his cup. "You seem to have this decided. It's odd to see a child so young with such certainty." Chika didn't feel very certain, so she looked at the wall. "So…you still mad at your brother?"

Chika didn't say anything. The question was too hard. Was she still mad at Haru? Was she ever mad at Haru? She clenched her fist. She didn't know. Her head was hurting.

"You know, you should tell people what's wrong. We need to talk about our feelings with each other. If we don't, they can mess us up in the head."

Chika turned from her wall and glanced at Law. His face was solemn, serious. He didn't seem to know how to talk to kids either, Chika noticed. All big words and direct comments, none of the usual fluffy statements here parents or other adults did. Law was blunt, no pretence and no lies.

Perhaps it was what made her feel at ease in his presence.

"…A few days ago, Mummy said that Daichi could go out to sea with his crew. After that, Haru ran away and then he came back. He was thinking about escaping and becoming a pirate but he didn't. He's been acting differently ever since, like he's changed…"

"And him acting differently has set you on edge?" Chika nodded. Law sighed. "So all of this happened because you and your brother couldn't get along?"

"It was his fault," Chika started but one look from Law ended her protests.

"Enough," he muttered. "He's your brother. You should be looking after him. That's what brothers do. Your father tell you about Ace?" Chika nodded once again, her head lowering into her knees. She knew all about the uncle she would never meet. "He had brothers back when he was little and though they fought a lot, they were still family and still loved each other, just like Haru still loves you."

Chika tried turning away from Law again, only this time she found her head spinning back into place as Law gestured to her.

"You're not the only one suffering here. You're all jumbled up inside and hurt…but that's just how Haru feels right now as well. He knows he's hurt you and he understands that pain and he wants to help. It's how good people are: they see pain and they want to fix it."

"How do you know that?" Chika wondered. Law's face tightened into a scowl.

"A man I used to know taught me that. He had so much pain in his heart and he chose to help me deal with mine. Good people want to help others and sometimes, that wanting is enough."

Chika sniffed, tears starting to fall from her face again. An audible sigh escaped into the air and a wisp of wind flowed over Chika's head as a light fluffy object plopped down on her skull.

"Stop it, no crying. God, I hate kids crying."

Chika glanced up, her hands clutching at the foreign object on her head. Law looked to her, his head notably vacant of his hat.

"Right," he muttered in a low voice, "Now, you go and see your family. They're waiting in the other room worried sick about you."

Chika nodded, wiping the tears from her eyes and springing off the table to walk to the door.

Law flicked his wrist and the door popped open.

Chika was able to take a single step forwards before a blur of orange hair leapt out from the living room.

"Chika!" the voice cried and before she could react, Chika found a small pair of arms wrapped around her, almost crushing her ribcage.

Haru sniffled, resting his head on Chika's shoulders as he began chanting an apology into the air.

Chika could feel his wet cheeks on her neck.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm-"

"It's okay," Chika muttered, returning the hug with her one good arm, her own arms watering. "I know you didn't mean…I'm sorry."

The sibling's embrace lasted for a whole minute before they recognised their audience. Daddy and Mummy were standing to one side, watching the two hug with a sense of relief in their eyes.

When Chika spotted her father, an urge to shy away from his gaze sprouted in her mind. Haru was hugging her too tightly to escape however, so she was unable to move as her daddy dropped down to one knee beside her. Not a single word passed between them. Instead, Luffy simply flung himself at the two children, crushing them in a huge hug. Chika's body immediately relaxed at her father's touch, almost as if she could sense his thoughts in the embrace.

He wasn't mad.

He didn't care she wanted to be a marine.

He was just happy she was safe.

The relief was overwhelming and Chika started sobbing again.

Haru and Luffy joined her, adding to the steady wet patch on the floor in the hall-way.

Nami shook her head at the crying but leaned forwards to join in anyway, snuggling in between her husband and her son.

From the kitchen, Law watched the tender moment with his usual amount of disinterest.

After a while, the four heads turned to him expectantly.

He shook his own with resilience.

"Forget it," he murmured. "I don't do hugs."

His comment was quickly thrown aside and not even Law's ope ope fruit could escape the sudden embrace as the blob of affection moved over to him, trapping him in the centre. Law winced, his cheeks turning a twinge of pink as Chika snuggled into him, murmuring a quick thank you to her 'Uncle Law'.

He sighed.

So this was why he didn't visit the Monkey House as much anymore.

It was definitely the kind of encounter that left you flustered and jumbled.

Until next time, I've been MikeTurner1 and I hope you've enjoyed this small one-shot.

Please review. Positive criticism is welcome.