Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or One Piece nor do I make any money from my writings.

A/N: Hello everyone! Thanks so much for the reviews and for being patient. I plan on getting back to the main storyline in the next chapter since I feel that this story has been dragged on long enough without any real development in the One Piece world. First though, I wanted to wrap up a few things and give everyone a sneak peak on what our leading male is up to while Sakura is going through this tough time.

We'll get to see the beginnings of the reason why Sakura has sought out Law, even though she herself is not aware of it. Of course, I'm not going to give out the whole tidbit just yet with this chapter. Please stick around, read, enjoy, and review.

Another A/N: I have two terms in this chapter that some may not be familiar with. 1) "-chama" is a term that combines "-chan" and "-sama". 2) "Koichi". I didn't use this term to refer to a person's name, but as a nickname that combines "Koi" a Japanese word for love and "chi", a suffix that has a more cutesy feel to it than "chan". I'm not sure if this word is used in Japan or other stories the way I'm using it now, but it came to me one day and I liked it so I'm using it. I'm in no way claiming it, of course, or changing the word's original meaning. It is merely for entertainment purposes and because I find it adorable.

Anyway, please enjoy!

Chapter Eleven: A New Goal

"Are you sure about this Sasuke?"

A dark head nodded in return to the blonde's question, both of their eyes watching as the pink haired female said her last farewells to her closest friend, Ino. The blonde female held the pinkette in her arms and pressed up tightly to her chest, letting out sobs while Sakura patted her back gently, smiling softly with a hint of sadness in her green eyes. It was hard on all of them, but they would support the small kunoichi in her journey. If they had doubted her before, there was no question now that Sakura would survive. They will all live and hopefully see each other again soon.

Naruto hadn't said a word to the pinkette, not knowing what to say to her. He was still wondering what it was that she had meant when she was talking to Katsuyu. Though he was relieved to see her alive, he felt a wave of nostalgia hit him and beyond that, sadness. The girl that he had grown up with had changed and the woman trapped in that child's body was someone he didn't completely recognize.

She had been through so much, experienced so many things, seen so many places, and she had done all of it while away from Konoha. It was heartbreaking. The blonde knew that it was wrong to think so, but he had always imagined Sakura to be the one out of the three of them to be the one to stay behind. When him and Sasuke left the village, she had stayed to get stronger. When they had left to fight each other after the war, she had chased after them.

When it came to Team Seven, Sakura was always the one in the background, silently supporting them. It didn't occur to him how much she had been suffering in her own way. It never crossed his mind how lonely it must have been for her or how much she had struggled until she had come back and was ultimately out of their reach. If she wasn't with them, then where was she? What had she been doing?

She belonged with them, didn't she?

Why was she doing this by herself?

Why hadn't he noticed the unbearable burden on her shoulders all those years ago when she was diagnosed with that poison? It was true that her troubles weren't comparable to growing up as a Jinchuuriki or having her family massacred, was that why? Because her problems weren't as traumatic as his or Sasuke's? Because she didn't voice her concerns or feelings like them? She didn't share the same degree of burdens as them so she wasn't allowed to be lonely?

As the pinkette shared a sad smile with their former teacher and current Hokage, Naruto's frown deepened while his thoughts continued to plague him.

This was wrong.

This was all wrong.

Sakura had always been a part of their team, so it didn't seem right that she was leaving their village again, that she was leaving them again. She was a shinobi of the Hidden Leaf Village, so why did she have that look of utter defeat and despair on her face earlier? Why did things turn out this way?

And what had brought on that sudden strength?

Naruto didn't understand anymore. He knew that it was only human to feel lonely and he knew that she had at some point. With a shocking revelation as he gazed on that smiling face, the blonde realized that he had never really been there for the pinkette. Or Sasuke. Neither of them had. They both left the village for their own goals, completely disregarding of who they were leaving behind. He hadn't asked her about how she was feeling when Sasuke left the village or even afterward. He had always assumed he knew how she felt since they were the same. They both wanted Sasuke back.

When she had been poisoned, he hadn't supported her decision to go find a cure and when she was on the verge of leaving the village, he hadn't offered to go with her. They had left her alone. Again.

So how was she smiling now? That was easy. She was always smiling. . . They weren't able to see the tears passed that smile until she almost broke completely.

"Sakura. . ." the blonde muttered and multiple eyes turned to the male. Jade eyes blinked up at him calmly, her lips parted slightly in curiosity. He hadn't said anything to her this entire time and honestly, he didn't know what to say. He wanted to apologize for not realizing all of this sooner, he wanted to congratulate her for enduring all that she had, but most of all, what he wanted to say was something that wouldn't mean anything once she left again. Welcome home.

Sakura turned to face the male more, a small frown adorning her lips while she looked over his slightly distraught expression. "What is it?"

Finally, the blonde decided on what was most important at that moment, he asked, "Will you be okay?"

The three of them instantly knew what he was talking about, a silent message shared between the broken team. Won't you be lonely?

The question settled through the pinkette's mind, slightly surprised by it general. After a moment of silence between them, Sakura tilted her head and let a soft, gentle smile spread over her mouth. Her green eyes softened with the love that she carried for her blonde friend. "I'm not alone."

That was all Naruto needed to hear and it answered his previous question, as well as lifted an immense burden off of his shoulders that he didn't realize he had been carrying. He felt so relieved just from hearing those words.

She wasn't alone. . .

With a short nod, the male tilted his head as well and grinned softly. The corners of his eyes burned with unshed tears. He hummed his acknowledgment and replied, "Don't wait another hundred years before you visit again."

Sakura was surprised before amused by the comment, thinking about how it really had felt like a century since the last time she saw them. She was also glad and felt a warm adoration settle in her chest from his acceptance at her decision. Closing her eyes, she nodded with a sweet smile and soft hum. "Un."

It only took a few more moments before the pinkette slid herself next to the Uchiha, ready to head back to her destination. She wasn't sure how Sasuke would send her back, but she was eager to be with the others again.

Looking back at the others that had come to see her off, she raised her arm with her hand spread in a wave. With a bright smile on her face and her eyes closed, she said in a light and happy tone, "See ya!"

In the short amount of time she had been with them, she had grown stronger. She had seen them again, her will to live was reborn, and her determination to accomplish her goal was set aflame.

However, a heavy weight settled over the few shinobi that understood her request to Katsuyu to its honest depth. She had asked the slug to die with her, but then said that she wouldn't die. If Sakura was determined to live, then she would die in another way and it filled the three elder shinobi with sorrow. They might see the pinkette again, but it wouldn't be as a shinobi of Konoha. . .

It would be as a normal human.

~SCENE CHANGE~

A sigh left thin lips and a chair creaked in protest while a lean, muscular body stretched back. Folding his arms behind his head, grey eyes looked up at the ceiling in contemplation and Trafalgar Law couldn't help but think back to this feeling he had been having recently.

It was a nagging sensation that settled in the back of his head and crept down to his heart. He had developed fairly well instincts throughout his life of carnage and death and this feeling wouldn't be so annoying if it didn't affect him on an emotional level or if he had an idea of what was causing it.

No.

Scratch that.

He knew exactly what was causing it.

Law just didn't want to accept it for what it was. The warm and suffocating feeling of longing wrapped around his heart, even more persistent than it had been in the last decade. He felt his throat constricting and though he would never admit it to anyone, it was times like this that he felt lonelier than ever before.

Looking back down at the medical book on the desk in his room, he glanced over the title lazily, not really reading it. It was on procedures on surgeries, something he had already read over and over again, but still found himself coming back to on occasion. He didn't want to become rusty in his medical skills. Though he loved being a doctor and living up to his family name, it was also a deep burden to carry on an emotional level.

It reminded him of all the losses he had to endure in his life. His parents, his sister, Cora-san, but just as important, the little girl he had grown up with. The one that been older than him, but still looked up to him as if he were someone great. They had just been children, but if he had lived a normal life, if things had turned out differently, he was sure that she would have been the one that he had spent his days with.

Law remembered fondly how she wanted to be a great shinobi and admired how he was following in his parents' footsteps to become a great doctor. She had often complimented and awed at his progress and being the smitten child he would have denied being, he had bragged and showed off his intelligence and knowledge in front of her, trying to impress her.

Closing his eyes, the doctor smiled and put his foot on the desk in front of him, rocking back slightly in his chair. Memories flashed behind his eyes and not for the first time, he let his mind wander. He remembered her having a bright, pink hair color, very similar to bubble gum and that she always had her bangs covering her forehead when they were really young. Her face was more of a blur now, but Law never forgot how cute he always thought she was and that she would make the most adorable, pouty expressions.

What stayed in his mind, since the very first time he met her, was her eyes. Those beautiful, emerald eyes that would change shades depending on her mood. They represented nature and life in their entirety and Law had been mesmerized by them since he first laid eyes on them.

She was an enigma and she had appeared suddenly in his world, brought forth color in his otherwise grey world, and had left in a flurry of blood and fire. The loss of her presence in his life had been devastating, but her spirit still haunted his everyday life.

He only had two regrets: not being able to save her and not showing her how he felt. He wanted her to know that all the lies he had told when they got into arguments were just that; lies. They had argued a lot as kids, but that was one of the things that he had been so enraptured by when it came to her. It was always so exciting and lively, but then she had died along with everyone else that he had cared about at that time.

Frowning, Law looked up to the ceiling of his room, surrounded by the darkness of the space, save for the small lamp on the desk in front of him. It cast shadows dancing around the room, the engine of the sub humming and sending out small vibrations. He wasn't one to whine or complain, but he couldn't help but think that it was unfair the way life treated him. If he could have kept one thing for himself, it would have been her.

His Koichi.

Law ran his hand over his face while letting out a disgruntled groan. Getting out of the chair, he made his way to his bed. It was only large enough to accommodate him, but it was comfortable enough. Flopping down on it, Law rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling again while he rummaged through a pocket of his jeans. Grasping the familiar piece of metal, he pulled the object out of his pocket and held it above his head to inspect.

His thumb ran over the leaf insignia like he had done so many times before. He was sure this headband had something to do with these reoccurring emotions, as well as the dreams he had been having recently. Memories that flashed through his subconscious, the constant pull and tug of his heart, and the way his eyes looked around him as if searching for something. But what did it mean?

What was this thing and who was the girl that had dropped it?

She had had the same shade of pink hair as the girl from his memories, but he wasn't foolish enough to believe that it had any connection. His Koichi was older than him back when they were children and that child would be a teenager by now.

He silently hoped that once he found some answers from that kid, then he would finally find some peace.

"Captain." A knock on the door disturbed the doctor from his thoughts, grateful for the distraction from one of the members of his crew; Penguin.

"What is it?" he called out.

"We're about to dock."

"Alright." Law replied before sitting up in his bed, eager to get out of this suffocating space and get some fresh air. He needed to clear his mind.

It only took him a few minutes to leave the sub once it docked at one of the many local islands on the Grand Line, leaving the headband on his bed. His crewmates didn't question it when he went off by himself, seeing as he was one that did what he wanted no matter what.

His feet carried him on, his mind not focusing on where he was going. He wasn't concerned about where he was going, as long as it was somewhere that could distract him from his impeding thoughts. Koichi never failed to enter his mind on an almost daily basis and it always left him distracted and wanton.

Law looked around at his surroundings, seeing that they had landed at a modest village that mostly received fisherman and traveling merchants. The houses were made simply and the bar to his left was small. There was a hill to the right in the distance that looked like it was used to grow crops. Children walked around with their mothers, enjoying a stroll in the nice weather. Ahead of him, the dirt road he was walking along went into a forest. Elderly people were resting on rocking chairs and benches while the occasional one walked along the road. Once he looked closer, he could see men working in the fields further away from the small village.

Stopping in his tracks, the dark haired captain glanced back toward the bar he had just passed, debating on what he should do. He could really use a drink. With a sigh, he turned and made his trek back toward the tavern. Reaching it, he pushed passed the swinging doors and made his way further in. The smell of spice and alcohol filled his nose while the casual conversation of an older couple in the corner by the entrance entered his ears. They were the only other ones in the abode besides the bartender.

Making his way passed the scattered, empty tables, Law sat down on a slightly dusty stool at the bar. His grey eyes settled down on the wooden structure in front of him, glancing over a doodle of a child with long hair riding a large boar carved into the wood beside him. Next to the doodle was the carved initials of "S & I".

"What can I get for you, sweetheart?" the bartender asked, her voice holding a bit of a gravely tone to it along with the strange accent that was custom for this village.

Law looked up at the woman, his gaze settling on her features. It looked like she was around his age, black hair pulled back into a high ponytail while bangs framed her beautiful face. Bright, blue eyes with thick eyelashes, a small, button nose, and full, pink lips on her heart-shaped face. She held a sense of adventure, but had grown too mature for her age to indulge in her secret fantasies. She gave off an air of defiance that attracted a handful of men.

She was gorgeous and Law had no doubt that she got a lot of attention from the local men.

But she wasn't his Koichi and that was enough to reject any advancement this woman made toward him. It was foolish, of course. His Koichi was dead and unfortunately for him, his heart and body seemed to work as one. He wasn't able to be with anyone else. It was odd. The power of boners was a strong force to be reckoned with, but apparently he wasn't able to get one unless he was thinking about how his childhood friend would look grown up. That wasn't normal.

Maybe he needed a doctor. . .

Oh well.

Lowering his head to look back down at the bar table, he replied, "Anything's fine."

The woman nodded her head before turning and rummaged through cups and bottles. Law wasn't paying attention to her anymore and he didn't really care what she gave him. He just needed a distraction. Anything to get his mind off of the dead.

A glass of clear liquid was placed in front of him, filled with ice and condensation already slowly rolled down the side of the cup. Without wasting any time, Law grabbed the glass and brought it to his lips before taking a quick sip. Chugging down the liquid, he didn't miss the fact that the drink tasted suspiciously like plain water. Glancing up at the bartender, his grey eyes landed on the mischievous smile adorning her lips.

She leaned over the bar, folding her arms in front of her and under her large breasts, bringing more attention to the low cut shirt she wore that exposed a not-so-moderate amount of cleavage. "You look like you could use someone to talk to more than a stiff one."

"Not interested." Law replied sharply, a hint of coldness in his tone while he glanced back down at the empty glass.

"Oh, come on, handsome." she pressed on, her head tilting slightly while she gave him a charming smile that he blatantly ignored. He hoped she would take the hint, but apparently she was one of those that didn't take rejection for what it was. "Why do you look so down? Girlfriend break up with you?"

The way that she had so easily guessed what direction his problems lay soured Law's mood even further. He hadn't meant for it to be that obvious, but then again, it could have just been a guess to play to this woman's advantage. He was about to tell her to fuck off when a child came bursting through the doors of the entrance.

"Quick! We need to leave!" The kid sounded urgent, his voice filled with worry and fear, but Law kept his gaze on his glass. He watched the ice slowly melt and collapse into different positions as gravity took over, not really interested in what was happening.

The bartender immediately shot up, her posture tensing and her expression turning to one of worry. "Oh no. Are those raiders back again?"

"They're right over the hillside, they'll be here any minute!" the child shouted in urgency and Law vaguely wondered why a child would be the one to inform someone else to evacuate instead of an adult.

"Quickly! Everyone into the forest!" A man shouted from outside the building.

Ah, there they go. The forest though? Really? That hardly seemed like a safe place to go to run away from something.

The woman immediately shot around the bar in a flurry and looked down at him. He looked back up at her distraught expression, his body calm, but not relaxed. "You better get out while you can as well, sweetheart. The raiders are merciless."

Law watched as the woman ran out of the bar, the child having already left and the doctor thought about how much influence a meager band of rogues had over a small village like this. When he had looked over the buildings, they hadn't seemed to be damaged in any way. Which meant that these raiders dealt more damage to the people rather than the environment.

No matter though, it wasn't something he was concerned about. If these people were weak enough to bully normal villagers like this, then his crew wouldn't have a hard time dealing with them if necessary. Getting up from his stool, Law made his way to the other side of the bar and grabbed a dark bottle from the shelf. Sitting back down in the stool, he was already popping the top off and sliding the bitter liquid down his throat. It burned, but he knew it was what he needed. Some might say that it wasn't wise to drink when in unfamiliar territory, especially not when there were potential enemies in the area, but Law couldn't give a damn right then.

He was dealing with a serious amount of nostalgia and heart ache that refused to go away and it only seemed to nag at him harder the longer he sat in this village. Letting out a sigh, the captain got up out of his seat and walked toward the door, booze bottle in hand. Stepping outside with the bottle to his lips, he looked over and saw a group of men ride through the street on horses. They waved their swords around while shouting and the beginnings of screams entered his ears.

Chaos was starting to break out and Law wanted no part in it. He wasn't sure where any of his crewmembers were, but he wanted to get the hell out of there before he was forced to become some sort of hero. He didn't feel like dealing with this village's problem. Turning, he began his trek down the road while he still hadn't been noticed by the raiders passing through and causing a ruckus. He only took a few steps however when a small object suddenly ran into his legs.

Stopping and lowering the bottle from his mouth slightly, his gaze fell down onto the object that had collided with him. It's small form sat on the ground in front of him, a black cloak covering its appearance from his view. He blinked and realized that it was a child from its small form and he was intent on walking around him. That was until he looked up and their eyes met while his hood fell back.

Law's eyes widened slightly as he took in the appearance of the child. He was actually a she and she was far too similar to a certain person for Law's liking. The young girl appeared to be around ten years old, bright pink hair adorning her head and her bangs in her face. One eye was a bright, forest green while the other a deep, ocean blue.

Law decided right then and there that there were far too many children in the world with that damn hair color. Pink. It was fucking everywhere. Even if there were different shades, they all ended up looking the same in his eyes. It was a nightmare.

The little girl had wide eyes as she looked up at him in silent fear and astonishment. She was frowning with her lips parted while she took in deep, shaky breathes and she seemed unsure of how to process him, whether he was an enemy or not.

It was just those eyes. Those fucking eyes that were so full of life, even while terror swam through them. Even if they were a different color, they still looked so much like hers. It was almost disgusting and it made his stomach churn and his throat constrict. He had to get out of this village. Now!

"There she is!" a man shouted and the child immediately whipped her head to the side to the sound, her multi-colored eyes widening even further. She took one last glance at Law and deciding that he wasn't going to mess with her, she stood up and ran as fast as her small feet could carry her. Law turned and looked after her as she ran down the street. Horses ran toward her and multiple men swarmed her. Hands reached out toward her and she managed to dodge a few of them, but a sturdy hand managed to get a hold of her long hair.

The child let out a pained yelp as she was yanked back, into the air, and lifted up before slammed back onto the ground. As she sat up and tears escaped her fear-filled eyes, the men circled around her while still on their horses.

Law was set on leaving, but his gaze lingered on the child. He wasn't sure exactly why. Its not like the men were paying him any attention. He could leave and not have to worry about a confrontation, but still, he stayed and watched. He waited, but for what, he didn't know. The bottle in his hand was long forgotten about as the scene had unfolded in front of his eyes.

Green and blue eyes landed on him, the child on her hands and knees, her gaze showing how desperate and terrified she was. "Help me." she whispered, her hushed tone filled with dread and loud enough only for him to hear, though the doctor was sure he only imagined that voice when he read her lips. It was a soft and sweet voice that plagued his nightmares.

It had something inside of him snap, a lid flipping and he couldn't possibly suppress the urge to save her. Lifting up his hand, he activated his devil fruit and rotated his wrist while saying, "Shambles."

The change was instant and it left the raiders in a daze when the child was replaced by a dark bottle on the ground. The men looked over to the side to see that the kid was now in the possession of the doctor.

Law had his eyes narrowed at the group while he held the child in his arms against his chest protectively. Though he didn't want to admit it to himself, he now knew the reason why he had stayed. This child. . . She reminded him of Koichi. He could feel her curious gaze settle on him before she turned her head to look back at the raiders.

"Damn you." one growled at him and they all turned to face toward him, their eyes narrowed and scowls on their lips. "What do you think you're doing?"

A condescending smirk spread over Law's lips and even with his foul mood, he couldn't hold back a smart-ass remark, "I wasn't aware that men grew balls from picking on little girls."

"Shut up." another barked, a fat, stubbly man with a black mane that circled around his entire head. He pointed his chubby finger at Law and added, "You have no idea what that thing is. It's not even human."

"So?" Law questioned, not understanding what that had to do with anything. His closest friend was a white, talking bear, after all.

"Just put it down and we'll let ya off the hook." a skinny man that wore a large, tiger skull over his head said. His features were hidden, but Law suspected that he was probably even uglier than the rest of them if he hid his face in such a fashion. They were all dressed oddly, some ranging from what looked like they just came out of the ice age and others to cliché bandit wear.

The child looked up to him with pleading eyes and with a strained voice that wasn't like anything that he heard before, she said, "Please." Grey eyes looked down to meet her desperate expression. "Don't let me go with them."

Law looked back up at the group, his smirk back in place. "You heard her. Get lost."

"Fine then. We'll just kill you along with her." the lion wannabe said before pointing his sword at the doctor. "Kill them!"

Narrowing his eyes, Law was silently amused by this turn of events and wasn't at all worried about not having his sword on him at that moment. He would handle this bunch quickly.

~SCENE CHANGE~

The little girl was astounded as her eyes stayed glued to a pile of bruised and beaten men, steam rising from their abused forms while none dared to even groan in their unconscious states. "A-amazing." she muttered and looked around as the sounds of screaming faded and calm began to settle over the village once again.

Turning to look back at the man that had saved her, her eyes raked over his form. Though she hadn't paid attention to it at first, she had slowly begun to recognize him. "Ne, old man."

Law looked down at the child with slightly narrowed eyes. Old? He just saved her and now she's going to insult him. Some brat. "What?"

"You wouldn't be. . ." she paused, hesitation settling inside of her even though he looked exactly like his wanted poster. "Trafalgar Law, would you?"

Law wasn't surprised that she knew him. He was an up and coming pirate after all, with a bounty of two hundred million. Why she cared about that, he didn't know and didn't care. He was busy looking for his crew to get off of this damn island before he got caught up in any more of its problems. "Yeah. What of it?"

"That's great!" she said and he looked over to see that a huge smile had lit up her features and her eyes were bright with mirth. Why was she so happy? Did he miss something? "You're the one she's been looking for!"

What? "Who?"

"Sakura-chama!" the girl continued while she ran up to catch up to Law's side, his eyes following her. She stopped beside him and held her fists in front of her chest and looked up at him like he was her idol that she was meeting for the first time. "I'm a shape-shifter." she explained even without him asking or caring. "Sakura-chama came to our village and saved us when me and my friends were dying. She cured us!"

Law blinked down at her and couldn't do anything to quell the child's sudden excitement so he listened while she went on a raid in her excited voice, "She's my hero!" Now she was bouncing on the balls of her bare feet. "That's why I look like her! I wanted to look like my hero."

A sinking feeling started to storm within Law's stomach and his heart started to beat faster. His eyes slowly widened while the child continued on, "Sakura-chama is really sick right now," Spreading out her arms to the sides, she continued on with her story while still smiling brightly, "So she told me that if I wanted to help her, then took look out for Trafalgar Law."

One.

"She's been looking everywhere for you!"

Two.

"Here! I've got a picture!" The child reached into a pocket of her cloak and quickly pulled out a folded up piece of paper. Handing it out toward him, Law ignored the trembling in his fingers while he reached out for it. Taking the paper, he unfolded it and knew by instinct that it was a bounty. However, he didn't pay attention to the amount that she was worth and instead landed his gaze on her face and name.

Three.

It took only three short moments for his world to completely flip around.

Grey eyes widened and his breath hitched, freezing inside of his chest while his body froze. His heart felt as if it had jumped up into his throat and he felt the corners of his eyes burn. There, on the paper, staring back at him, was his childhood friend.

The girl was a child, but no doubt the one from his memories. A few things had changed about her appearance, but he would never forget those eyes. A million questions rose into his confused and overwhelmed mind, but they were overshadowed by the girl in the photo. He looked over the name and he recognized it immediately.

Haruno Sakura.

His world had stopped and whatever the child next to him was saying was lost to him. Reality flipped upside-down and a hope was born inside of his heart. He didn't understand how this was possible, but he didn't care.

His Koichi was alive somewhere and looking for him.

Looking down at the child, he saw that she was still talking and had her hands to her cheeks. She had her head turned away and was blushing with her eyes closed. He began to tune in to what she was saying, but it didn't matter to him. "Of course, both of Sakura-chama's eyes are green, but I think I did a good job of mimicking her."

The doctor wasn't going to deny that. The sole reason why he had saved her was because of her similarity to Koichi. The only thing she didn't have that rivaled the photo was that rhombus on her forehead. "When was this?"

The girl looked up at him and blinked. "Uhh, the photo is pretty old."

"When was she here?" he asked patiently, trying to figure out the possible distance between them depending on how much time had passed since then.

She tilted her head and looked up, putting her finger to her chin and humming in thought. "A few months ago. I'm not very good with dates."

If it was that long ago, she could have traveled across the Grand Line by now. He wasn't one to give up easily though and he was determined to find out the truth. He was curious though, why hadn't he seen her bounty before? He briefly thanked the child before walking off. She waved bye at him and didn't forget to shout out to him that he needed to find Sakura-chama so that she could be happy and healthy.

He needed to make one last round to find the village leader, ask how long this bounty had been around, why it seemed to only be at this island as far as he knew, and what exactly she had been like during her time here.

A smile crossed Law's lips, a new goal settling into his mind.

He would find her.

~END OF CHAPTER ELEVEN!~

Please review what you think! I'll have another chapter to wrap up everything that went on here, but I'm going to be going back to the Alabasta storyline with the next chapter. I'm also going to be focusing more on Sakura's growing relationship with the Straw Hats and as there aren't many SakuraxStraw Hats fics out there, I'm willing to take on requests of short scenes between her and the other characters for your enjoyment.

If so, please leave a review of what kind of scene you would like to read and with who and I'll do my best to make it happen. I'm actually planning on her developing a closer friendship with Sanji in future chapters. I think it would be possible considering her physical appearance and that he sees her as a child and not a woman.

Please review! Thank you for reading!