IM SORRY for making you guys wait so long . Damn projects and reports! And the Midterms are coming up! Sheesh! SORRY... Well here's the newest chapter... Thanks for your reviews and I'm sorry for those that don't like it - - Well, anyway, thanks, all of ya. If any of you GOOD reviewers want to add anything that'll twist the story or something, then message me, okay? ^^ THX.
Disclaimer: If i really did own One Piece, Ace wouldn't have died! =P
The sun that settled nicely on the other side of the horizon was beginning to set as the moon found itself slowly rising to the peak of the night sky. The stars were shining, representing souls that had departed from our world. It would've been a beautiful night, but unfortunately, it wasn't.
Casquette angrily slammed open the doors to the captain's quarters. Law looked up from a large map spread across his desk. Casquette glared down at the map, snatched it away and threw it towards a wall. Law frowned. "What the heck was that for, Casquette?" he asked. "Go away. I'm not in a good mood."
"You should be!" Casquette spat. "You piece of—"
Law glared up at his subordinate. "Whom are you talking about? Casquette, I do not want you to use such vulgar language here."
Casquette lifted a fist to punch his captain, and hesitated. With a frustrated sigh, Casquette let go of his tensed arm. He narrowed his eyes. "Vulgar language?" he asked. "Vulgar language? Since when were you so damn polite?"
Law's eyes darkened even more then they already were. "For the same reason your not. Now, Casquette, you have better things to do at the moment. Go now."
"I can't believe you, Captain. You've got to be shitting me!"
Law backed up in his seat and then stood up. "Casquette, I will not be patient for long. On the count of three, I want you to l—"
"What the hell did you say to her?"
"Penguin most likely needs you to help with something out on deck. Give me the map first."
"Where the hell was she headed?"
"Casquette, get the heck out of this room right now."
"Captain, where is Dixon Haruhi?" Law struck him across the face, and that made Casquette shut up. Law glowered down at him.
"Casquette!" he yelled. "Shut up, turn the hell around, and walk out of this room right now or else I will have you thrown off this ship!"
Casquette looked up at his captain for a few moments. "Does she mean that little to you? To us?"
Law looked away. "All she ever wanted was to repay us."
"She did more than that! Having her on our ship—"
"Casquette, please!" Law clicked his tongue and walked to the door. "Penguin!" he shouted through the noise outside. "Bring the ship underwater! It's night already!"
Penguin saluted to his captain quickly and ran off. "Casquette, come with me!"
Casquette muttered to himself and walked out, not noticing Bepo standing by the door. No one had ever seen their captain so angry. It hurt him to admit, but not even Bepo had seen Law like that. The crew had always pictured Law as mature and decisive. Bepo frowned, picked up the box he was carrying, and walked away.
Law looked out the window, sighing. He hated arguing with one of his crew members, but that wasn't in the list of thoughts that were going on in his mind.
"Haruhi?" Kira called lazily as he stopped by Haruhi's room. There wasn't a reply. Kira sighed. Haruhi used to punch him in the face if he walked into her room, even by accident when he was drunk. A memory like that was crystal clear in Kira's mind. Even so, he decided to take the risk and walk in to her room, closing the doors behind him. "Haruhi?"
She took no notice of him. Kira grunted at her pitiful position. She was huddled in a corner, looking out the window. "Haruhi! You've got to go eat something," Kira muttered. She didn't reply. Kira walked over to the window and slammed a fist on it, Haruhi flinched. Slowly, she turned her amber eyes on him.
"What?" she asked.
"Go outside and eat."
Haruhi stared and then turned back to the window. Kira sighed and walked outside looking for someone.
"Hey, Satoshi!" he called as he caught up with a short, mean-looking man. The man turned around. "Satoshi, Haruhi needs your help again."
Satoshi groaned. "Again? I swear, if we keep using the Kioku -Kioku no mi's power again, Haruhi-chan's going to go mad!" (Note= Kioku means memory.)
"Come on, Satoshi. Stop acting like such a bitch and go!"
"Fine, fine, out of my respect of you. What should i help with?"
"Well, I already filled you in on Haruhi's life story so far. You should know what i'm talking about."
Satoshi laughed and started his way towards Haruhi's quarters.
"Haruhi, do you remember me?" he asked as he closed her doors behind him quietly. Haruhi shook her head. "Oh, well. My name is Satoshi. There. Now we're past introductions."
"Go away," Haruhi murmured.
"Haruhi, do you think you can tell me about the Heart Pirates?" he asked.
"Why should i tell you?"
Satoshi grinned. His work had begun.
"AH, good morning," Kira greeted as Haruhi slammed open her doors. "Breakfast just ended a few minutes ago. If your hungry then you can go and-"
He paused at the sight of Haruhi's pissed face. "You're not in a good mood today, are you?"
"What's it to you?" Haruhi asked.
"Not much. God, you changed your mood again-"
"What's it to you?" she repeated slowly, a bit of anger on the top of her voice. Haruhi sighed, banged her fist on the wall, and then started walking another direction. Kira was surprised by her actions, but he smiled to himself. Satoshi had done his job.
"What are you doing?" Kira asked, almost running behind her.
"Nothing. I'm just touring," Haruhi coldly replied, storming around randomly on the large galleon.
"You know you can't escape," he reminded her.
"I know that," she snapped angrily. "It's not like I'm going to burst a hole in the ship again. I'm just trying to find that son of a-" She fell down from the impact against something large. With a small but evident growl, Haruhi jumped right back up onto her feet. She wasn't in a good mood. "Who the hell do you think you are to just-"
She stopped at the sight of a man glaring back. Haruhi narrowed her eyes and buzzed past him. Kira sighed. "Sorry, Allen. Our 'long lost' Haruhi isn't in a good mood today."
Haruhi kicked open the beautifully carved doors that led to her brother's quarters. The room was carpeted and had many paintings, sculptures, and silky, velvet curtains. Stolen. All those items had been stolen from villagers and aristocrats. She scanned the room until she found her brother.
"You aren't yourself today," Hibari pointed out as Haruhi slammed her fists on his polished table. "I thought you'd still be sulking away in that emo corner of yours."
Haruhi clicked her tongue. "Since when did I sulk?"
Hibari's eyes widened a bit and then turned back to normal. He figured that Satoshi did something.
"Whatever. Why are you here?"
"To ask you questions."
"Hm. Like what?"
"Where is this galleon headed towards?"
Hibari raised an eyebrow. "Why would you like to know that?"
"Don't change the subject. I want to know."
He sighed, bringing a cup of wine to his mouth. "You want your memories, don't you?"
Haruhi's eyes widened, but immediately narrowed to slits again. "When did I lose them?"
Satoshi. Definitely him. He did something. "Wow, you don't even remember that?" he lied.
Haruhi grunted. "Whatever. What really matters at the moment is that I don't believe you, Mr. Gay."
Hibari spit out the wine and replaced his calm face with a pissed expression. "Would you like to repeat that?"
"M-R. G-A-Y."
She was no longer a shell of her past self. She was back to the way when she lived with the Time Pirates. Her older brother grabbed her hair and forced their foreheads to meet. "Is that any way to treat your brother?"
"Is that any way to treat a lady?" Haruhi asked back, crossing her arms. Hibari's frown deepened as a vein popped up on the side of his forehead. Haruhi smiled, displaying an innocent face, but her eyes betrayed her, showing a threatening glare. She may have looked like an angel to many, but she might as well have been a devil deep inside. Hibari's frown deepened.
"I thought you came to ask questions, you brat," he muttered.
"You know, long black hair doesn't work for you," she informed him. "You'd look five times worse if I... Hey, do you by and chance have a pink, polka-dotted bow on this ship?"
Hibari gritted his teeth. "Of course we don't. You're never going to stick one in my hair." He let go of his sister's hair and lifted the glass cup to his mouth again, taking a long sip.
"You should add more manliness to your sips. If father was here, he'd laugh at your girly small sips," Haruhi joked. She didn't mention Law.
"Shut up, you brat."
"Tell me, why do you want me to regain my memories?"
"Shut up."
"Is it so that I'd suffer? Satoshi told me you were the one that lost them."
"What the hell? Shut up."
"Tch. You sadist bastard. It's a pity I forgot my memories. All I remember is you. You should be touched!"
"Shut up."
"If father found out he'd-"
"But he's not here, is he?" Hibari snapped. Haruhi's eyes went wide. She recovered instantly and let out a nervous laugh.
"Of course he's not here. What, you expect him to be standing beside that desk?" she asked, indicating a desk in the corner on the other side of the room. "No, of course he's not here!"
"What's with your mood today?" Hibari asked. "Well, father did always say your moods changed dramatically over time... First your happy, and then your angry, then the next moment you see yourself sulking in the corner pretending to be emo and then..."
"Shut up, Mr. Gay. I NEVER sulked," she muttered in reply as he continued to rant. She was about to insult him further when Kira opened the doors, clearing his throat.
"So you were here," he muttered.
"What of it, Kira?" Haruhi asked, unfolding her arms. The Time Pirates' galleon halted suddenly and Haruhi shifted her glance to the window. She clapped twice and ran for the door. "Shopping shift!" Hibari miraculously caught her.
"Where do you think you're going, mood-swing-brat?" he asked.
"Getting fresh air, you moron. What, do you expect me to be isolated in this ship for the rest of my life?" Haruhi asked as she tore away from him and stepped two paces in front of Kira. Kira looked down at her suspiciously. "It's a prison, bakemono!"
Hibari cleared his throat. "Who knows what'll happen. I don't feel like chasing you to the ends of the world again, so be a good girl and- Wait, what the...Where did she go?"
"Your crap talk made her bored," Allen explained as he walked in, holding a stack of paper.
"Then where the hell is Kira?"
"Chasing her to the ends of the world," Allen said, mocking Hibari's little speech. Hibari cursed under his breath and then slammed open the doors.
"Haruhi, you better get your ass back here!"
After a few minutes, Kira popped into Hibari's circle of vision. "Well? Did you find her?" Hibari asked.
Kira was gasping for breath. "Damn... I forgot how fast she runs..."
"You idiot!" Hibari yelled.
Haruhi giggled after she heard Hibari yelling. She was sitting on the apex of the galleon's mast. The breeze brushed through her silky, raven-black hair. She felt relieved to be outside. Then a thought dawned on her. How long did she stay in doors? She sighed. "Memory loss... Stupid..."
