Hey guys! Happy New Year! So, I'm glad people liked how I did Nami's island, and I apologize if her attitude seemed slightly inaccurate, but it was for the story! In this chapter, they do arrive on Sanji's island, but only at the end. You see...I've wrote Sanji's part, but I discovered it was fairly complicated, and it'll take a couple chapters to get through, but I promise, you'll like how it's spaced out. And yes, I've decided that when the time comes, Conan will meet Luffy alone, and Luffy will stay with Conan through the rest of his journey (Luffy will not go to Conan's world). Also, another twist has been added, and if you guys don't like it, let me know and I'll take it out. So without further ado, please read, enjoy, and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece or Case Closed
Dragon looked out into the sea regretfully, he shouldn't have pushed the boy that far, but he and his comrades finally had their chance to change the world, and they weren't letting that go. The World Government had done some dastardly deeds in the past, but this was the first they had actually kidnapped someone from a different world, and if this continued, more and more people would suffer. After gathering Intel on the Black Organization, Dragon had to detest their existence; they were essentially a huge splinter section from the government in Conan's world that were hell-bent on changing the world because they were unsatisfied with how society had treated them in their pasts. Just like him and his comrades, the Black Organization was trying to get justice in any way they could, which apparently put their world's 'best marine' at risk.
As much as Dragon hated to admit it, the Black Organization was its own revolutionary army that was trying to change a bad situation to good, no matter who they had to sacrifice. Conan, like many marines that worked for the World Government, had been disillusioned into thinking he was working for the greater good by catching 'criminals' and preventing 'attacks', when he most likely was fueling the greater corruption to the very people he was trying to protect.
"Inazuna." He called over the okama, who sauntered over with his wine glass (in male mode). "Contact Ivankov, Shanks, and Rayleigh; it's about time they got in the game."
"Iva-chan I can understand, but…is it really wise to ask Shanks-san? You know how he feels about the Revolutionary army." The bi-colored man pointed out.
"Ah. I'm sure; a revolution is upon us, and we cannot afford to spare expenses. I'm not sure wheat mental state the boy's in, or what he's planning, so we need to extend the search to the people who know the Grand Line best. Shanks and Rayleigh know the Grand Line better than anyone today, and Ivankov has the most connections out of anyone here. We can't afford to lose him." Dragon sighed.
"Very well, I'll make the calls." Inazuna sipped his wine and walked off, passing his dark-haired comrade. "Good day, Miss Nico."
"You too, Inazuna-san." Robin did a curt nod and went to stand beside Dragon. After a moment of watching waves and seagulls, Robin finally spoke. "You wanted to see me?"
"Ah. I want to know why you helped the boy escaped." Dragon didn't waste any time, he knew the genius woman was the only one that could've helped. "I thought you understood the importance of this time, Nico-kun. Do you not understand what significance that boy has? How vital he is to this war? Not to mention, the information he has on you and your mother-"
"The same information you do not tell me, Dragon-san?" She interrupted curtly. The revolutionary leader, looked at her shocked. Robin's expression didn't change. "I'm not an idiot Dragon-san, when you and your men claimed to have done all this research and effort into finding me, that would obviously include my family. I don't know what relevance my mother has to the revolutionary war, nor do I know what connections Admiral Aokiji has to it, all I know is that during your course of the investigation on me, you stumbled upon this information as well and have kept it from me." Dragon looked at her to finish. "To be blunt, you knew too much when you found me, Inazuna-san knew too much about me. It only came to my attention about what kind of information you did know from Edogawa-kun, for…Edogawa-kun most likely looked at the same records you did, but unlike you, required enough evidence to blackmail Admiral Aokiji. Am I not correct in saying this?"
"Nico-kun…please understand…we're not trying to hurt, not someone who's fighting so passionately against the World Government. You're one of us now-" Dragon was cut-off.
"No, I'm not; I've rejected your offer once, and I'll do it again. I have a crew that loves me and would do anything to protect me, and I'll go back to them even if it kills me." Robin intrreuped pointedly. "Which is why I let Edogawa-kun go…"
"Excuse me?" Dragon raised a brow.
"The boy that my crewmates and Pappug-san described was a smart, cautious, meticulous, and confident boy who overestimates himself, and gets himself into trouble because of his overconfidence and paranoid nature. He means no harm, but thinks that he needs to take everything on himself because he believes he will only danger people around him. The boy we and the Whitebeard crew met, was a calculating, indifferent, and impersonal boy who has no sense of moral responsibility to the people he gets involved in his escapades." A smile played onto her lips. "I don't know which is true and which isn't, all I know is…he helped my crewmates, and he was willing to place himself in the line of fire for my crewmates. I truly can't hate him for that, Dragon-san."
"And that's worth letting him go?" Dragon questioned.
"No, I didn't let him go because I wanted to." Robin responded. "I let him go because that's what my captain would've done."
"Luffy?" Dragon's eyes widened.
"Your son's by far the kindest person I've ever met, Dragon-san; my crew mates and I are proud to call him our captain." She let a true smile come on. "Our captain is indeed too trusting, too kind, but…when it comes to reading people, he's never let us down. He would've trusted Edogawa-kun because he knew Edogawa-kun desperately would want to trust us. I followed the way of the Strawhat crew, Dargon-san…not the revolutionaries."
"Your decision may cost us." Her temporary leader sighed.
"I know. But that's never once stopped our captain, and I couldn't call myself a member if I allowed it stop me." Despite the grim situation, the breeze still blew on the clear day.
With Conan and Nami
While they were right on course to the pink island, Nami had to admit she was slightly out of her element with Uroge's ship. After realizing just how advanced the technology was compared to the Thousand Sunny, she found it a bit harder to navigate that usual. To make things even more embarrassing, it was clear, sunny day, with smooth water; making sailing the ship much easier than normal and she was still messing up. Not to mention, the way she was steering the boat was causing it swerve, spin, duck, and rise on several occasions, causing Conan to get major sea sickness. The poor detective had never gotten sea sick before, proving just how bad the orange-haired girl was steering. The detective guessed it was from the high velocity-travel that he experienced a few days ago on the ship, and his body was still getting over the traumatic experience. Staggering out of the sick bay, he managed to join Nami in the control room. "How much further?"
"We still have about a day left." Nami sighed, feeling bad for the boy. "Did you find any medicine in the medicine cabinet?"
"Yeah…I don't think it helped." Conan groaned, feeling vomit come back up to his throat. "Excuse me!" He ran back into the sickbay, shutting the bathroom door behind him.
"Poor kid…" Nami put a hand on hip, and felt something in her jean pocket. Reaching into it curiously, she gaped at what she pulled out. It was the wind knot from Weatheria that Herades 'gave' her. She honestly didn't mean to steal it this time, she must've forgot to put it back when she rushed off the island with Conan. Looking at the knot and the ocean in front of her, she smirked; she found a faster way.
Conan
The fake child put his head back from above the toilet seat miserably, hoping his stomach was well-emptied out by now. Suddenly, he felt a sudden rush to the ship, as if the ship was being pushed forward. His eyes widened, and ran up to the control room, and saw Nami outside…with the wind knot she had showed him on Weatheria. Seeing how she was using it, and how fast they were going, Conan twitched. "…Wow it's actually been done…someone stole wind." The detective sweat-dropped, feeling to sick to really fight her. In fact, the speed was making it worse, and he ran back to the sick bay again; this was worse than the amusement park with Rachel. At least those rides only lasted two minutes!
Nami
While her companion was currently puking his guts out, she was having the time of her life; feeling the giant rushes of wind with each set of knots. It was an amazing feeling, she was definitely keeping this thing! With one last set of three knots, she turned towards the bow of the ship, and smiled when the flamboyant pink island came to view. "Edogawa-kun! We're here!" She frowned when she didn't get a response. She went inside to control room and to the sick bay, only to be beyond horrified. The young detective was on the ground, on his stomach, his hands splayed at his sides, a string of vomit hanging from his mouth, and was running a high fever. Horrified, the navigator picked him up gently, and cradled his head in her lap, remembering that the most important was stabilization from Chopper.
"Nami-san…?" Conan looked up at her, seeing the worry on her face. The detective frowned, he should've known that what he had wasn't a typical flu bug or sea sickness. That was his last thought before passing out.
Marineford
Garp stared at Tsuru in an almost dejected manner. Really, he knew Sengoku's idea regarding the Black Organization was bad, but he had no idea it was going to turn out like this. The only reasons why he was grateful for this Black Organization business was the safety of his two grandsons. He knew Ace was safe, but he had absolutely no idea where Luffy was. "Don't worry Garp-san…as long as Luffy-kun stays uninvolved, he'll remain uninvolved. Although at the rate this is going…he'll soon become involved."
"I wasn't aware you read minds." Garp gruffed.
"I don't, you're merely predictable." She replied. "This whole thing is a disaster, out of all people those idiots chose to involve- Donflamingo and Blackbeard, I knew the Shichibukai would be an opponent of mine, but someone as deranged as Blackbeard. That's absurd!"
"You still think of this as a strategy game?" Garp asked in a careful voice.
"No. It's become much more than that now, I know that." Tsuru sighed. "The Gorosei are panicking about all the information Edogawa-kun is recovering, so their placing a world-wide lock-down on the Grand Line until the boy is found; it's only making Donflamingo more eager and aggressive, spreading the information to the Revolutionaries and the Pirates, at this rate the Gorosei, Tequila Wolf, Noah, the Void Century, all of those secrets will be revealed. All because they got too overconfident with an enemy they assumed was waker than them. I find this interesting all the same Garp-san, just tragic."
"Tragic? How so?" The old sea dog didn't like the sound of that.
"Unfortunately, there are biological complication involving human teleportation- for example, height, weight, age, strength, health conditions, and even…diseases. It's one thing to teleport inanimate objects with nothing else working inside it, however a living specimen with organs, blood, vaccinations, is completely different. What I'm saying it, according to research done by VegaPunk before he disappeared is…the vital signs of the human or living specimen will start to break down after a month, and eventually…will deteriorate."
"WHAT?" Garp exclaimed. "You mean that detective kid is dying?"
"Ah. It's like trying to make a shark survive in a lake Garp-san…yes it's water, yes it has fish it can eat, yes it is under the sun, but it's not the same water and not the same world. It will eventually cease to exist in it because it wasn't built to survive in fresh water, and that boy is no different. It's been almost three weeks, I suspect the process has already begun." She sighed.
Garp clenched his fists. "So that's why the Navy and World Government have taken a step back from this…they knew the boy's in danger of dying."
"Yes. If he dies naturally, then it doesn't matter either way, the Black Organization find this amusing enough to watch, so they've agreed to do it this way as well." The strategist explained.
"…How long does he have?" Garp asked with a pursed lip. "Have you and Sengoku known about this the whole time?"
"He has about a week and a half left, and yes…only I and Sengoku knew." Tsuru replied, not flinching when she felt haki irradiate from her comrade. "When I gave him the choice of 'Do or Die', I meant it, and Edogawa-kun knew I meant it, I just never specified the deadline of the choice to the boy."
With Conan and Nami
The detective was going in and out of unconsciousness, and was vaguely aware of all the things Nami was doing to attempt to stabilize him. She stripped him down to his underwear and put him under cold water in the shower, and then found a fresh shirt from the ship somewhere (it was so huge on his frame it was nightgown), and was currently in Nami's arms out on the deck for some reason. He could feel the ship anchor and the navigator rush forward while she was carrying him, things were blurry to him even with his glasses. Conan wasn't sure if he was hallucinating or not at this point, but he was certain that there was a pinkish rainbow over the island, could've swore the sand was pink, and Nami was currently running through a town of transvestatites that were giving the girl random directions. But the last thing Conan saw before he passed out was the most bizaare, and concluded that it had to be an illusion.
Running toward them was a tall, lean man, with a curly brow, short blonde hair, dressed in a three-piece suit, and had giant hearts in his eyes. "NAMI-SWAN! HOW IMISSED YOU! THANK YOU FOR COMING TO RESCUE ME FROM THIS HELL! THERE'S NO WOMEN HERE! BUT NOW THAT YOU'RE HERE, WE CAN-" Nami promptly shoved the blonde aside, and ran ahead of him. That was the last hing Conan saw before he truly passed out.
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