Training Day 1

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Amaya POV

I fell back onto the wooden deck of Shanks' ship exhausted, and I turned my head to see Luffy Marking down his fiftieth win right beside Marco's and Ace's column. Damn, couldn't even win one match, even with that chicken bastard. Well I guess that's good then. I thought smiling softly to myself. If those two were still weak enough to need my protection, then we'd all be dead by now. I was proud, insanely proud of Ace and Luffy they had grown so strong in my 'absence'.

"Hey Amaya?"

"Yeah?"

"How come back when I was younger you were strong but now you suck?"

"Well that's because-Hey! I do not suck! Take it back you little shit!"

"Hahahaha, Amaya-chi's a weakling now!"

Thonk

"Owww, why do you and Gi-chan's punches always hurt?"

A serene smile spread across my face as I lowered my arm.

"It's because we love you Luffy, well at least I do."

"So? Why does that mean your punches can hurt me?"

"It's because those who love you reach out with their hearts begging to be able to have you feel them. Because Luffy, sometimes you have to hit people before they listen to you, it's the only way to get through to them."

I said sliding onto Luffy's lap. I put my hands each on a cheek and pressed my forehead against his so that our lips were only inches apart.

"I hate fighting you know Luffy."

"Yeah you always have."

"But when I hit others to have to understand, that I only hit to protect, not to fight. I could care less about what happens to me, but you, you're all I have left, never forget it."

"Yes ma'am!"

"I'm not thirty!"

"But really, why are you weak now?"

"It's not that I'm weak now, but that I was never strong to begin with."

"Huh?"

"All it ever was was adrenaline. I was never strong Luffy; I just acted in the moment."

"Like motherly instinct and stuff?"

I beamed a gentle smile and set my hand atop his head and began combing my hands through his hair.

"I suppose Luffy."

A sudden idea came to mind, I looked around and spotted Ace not too far off chatting with some guy Rockstar or something, his name isn't important anyways.

"Hey Luffy?"

"Yeah?"

"Go get us some water and a bit of food please?"

"Yes Ma'am!"

"Hey! I'm not that old!" I called after him as he ran off.

I pushed myself up and strode over to where Ace was. Seeing that he was still talking to someone else I put on a disarming smile and turned toward the unimportant man.

"Excuse me may I speak with Ace in private please?"

"Of course."

I kept beaming at him until the man escaped my immediate field of vision. A deep frown was now on my visage.

"Ace we have something we need to discuss."

The bright smile that had been adorning his face nearly the entire time he had been on the ship fell.

"What is it? Something concerning you?"

"Yes, you."

"What? Why me?"

A dark shadow fell across my face as my face set into a scowl.

"What do you think?"

He flinched but said nothing.

"What gives you the fucking right you ass!"

"Hunh?"

"You left him!"

"I saved him!"

"You nearly destroyed him!"

…..

"You were the only support he ever had! He was fighting for you! Dying for you! And you threw it away! In that one moment I could feel it, everyone could feel how much he wanted to have died in your place!"

He set his face stoically and replied with slightly wavering conviction.

"He's my brother I had to save him."

"You could have done it so many other ways Ace! What you did back there nearly destroyed him, and if I EVER catch you trying something like that I'll save your ass again and then I'll kill you again you fucker!"

To say that Ace seemed shocked would be an understatement at this point, now he seemed to be near tears.

"Don't you dare cry bastard! Don't you DARE! I want you to go NOW and apologize to Luffy for worrying him so much."

With mushy tear filled eyes all Ace managed was a nod before he ran off to find his brother. Satisfied with my work a confident smile returned to my face and I went off to find Marco, time to find out why the fuck he hit me in the face when we first met, stupid chicken bastard.

In the mess hall

"ACHOOO!"

"Oh, bless you Anchor."

"My nose still itches."

"Ooooh somebody's talkin bout cha."

"No way! That old myth can't be true!"

With Amaya/Marco

"So why did you hit me when we met?"

"I thought you were vandalizing Ace's dead body or something."

"Or something?"

"Yeah."

"Chicken fucker that hurt like a bitch!"

"Oops sorry dude."

I smirked deviantly(like deviantart heehee) as a cruel idea popped into my awareness.

"Hay you've made sure to try and get in contact with your crew right?"

I saw a look of panic cross his face.

"Oh you haven't have you, how worried they all must be, I wonder if any of them even survived?"

" NOOOO POPS!"

I burst out laughing when I saw him take off in search of a communicator snail. Heeheehee I love messing with chicken guy.