Hello there !

With the university, I have mot much time for translating this work, so for now, until I can find some time for this, I'll let you have this Omake about how Shirohige discover the truth about Ace's father.

So, hope you will enjoy it and see you next time.

Oh, and thank you to Devilgirl83 for her review.


Ann was sitting on a roof, her chin in her hand, looking at the Marine base that she had destroyed out of boredom. Yet another sigh escaped her lips. What she would give not be stuck in this never-ending boredom...

She did not even turn her head when Marco landed beside her.

- Are you going to sleep outside tonight, yoi? inquired the Phoenix.

- I'm waiting, muttered Ann.

- What, if it is not indiscreet ?

- Something interesting. I'm dead bored, but something serious! I need to let off steam !

- Go get changed, I'll wait for you on the deck, and we'll see about that.

Ann turned her head towards Marco and stared at the bird with wide eyes.

- Are you proposing a fight to me ? she asked.

- Without akuma no mi, so as to not destroy the Mody Dick.

- Yatta ! I love you Marco-taishou !

Ann put a noisy kiss on Marco's feathers before running away, leaving the perturbed zoan behind her. He lifted a wing where Ann kissed him and shook himself. He had to control himself. Ace's friendship was precious, and Rayleigh would not tolerate his godson, the only son of his best friend, having a relationship with a much older man than the kid.


As agreed, they met on the deck. Ace had a very wide smile, while putting himself on his guard, a sword in his hand. Marco did the same with a sword the young man had given him.

They had craved it for so long, too. They hadn't had an occasion to fight since Shabaody.

Soon, the noise of steel ringing against steel could be heard in the sunset, under the gazes of those on duty at that time slot.

There were now only the crossed swords between Ace and Marco, their noses nearly touching. The next moment, they were fluttering away from each other, before returning to the assault, seeking a loophole in their opponent's guard with a smile on their lips.

Two dancers moving on the dance floor of the fight, a couple bound by the edge of a sword.

The danse regretfully ended.

Ace found himself thrown to the floor, his weapon far from him, a haki-covered sword under his chin.

And he burst into laughter. Marco answered him with a big smile and helped him stand on his feet.

- You had enough animation for the evening, hadn't you, yoi ? said Marco.

- Aye ! Thanks mate !

- Well, I'm going to bed, yoi. Good night, Ace.

- Good night, Taïshou !

Marco saluted Ace with his hand before walking away.


If there was someone who got out of bed before even the Phoenix, it was Shirohige.

He liked to witness the sunrise on the deck, with no nurses fussing around him, worrying about his health.

Especially since he found very amusing the relationship building between his right hand man and Ace... Marco who was doing his best not to cross an invisible line between them that would destroy their friendship.

By waking up at dawn, you could see a few things you wouldn't the rest of the day on certain members of the crew… Like Thatch without his pompadour, Vista without his hat, or Izou not yet donned as a geisha.

It was by waking up at dawn that Shirohige noticed something shining on the wood of the deck.

Looking closer, it was a jewel.

A silver medallion, open. The chain was broken. It probably belonged to one of the pirates, or a nurse lost it when the chain broke. Shirohige squatted and picked the jewel up (with difficulties, after all, imagine his hands and the size of the chain ) to get a closer look.

How great was his surprise seeing a picture of his late rival in face of the picture of a beautiful woman, looking back at him from the medallion.

But why was it on the Moby Dick ?

He heard Ace tell some bulllshit story to Marco and lifted his head.

And everything fell into place...

Now that he had Roger in front of his eyes, he understood why he always had this impression of familiarity while looking at Ace. But also why Marco had been so mysterious, as well as Garp's panic.

It brought a smile to the giant's lips.

Ace was Roger's spitting image, especially with his eyes with their black gray gradation, almost silver in places, but he too had some features making him look a lot like his mother, the most notable of which were the freckles.

Shirohige closed the jewel as gently as possible and went to find a nurse, just to ask her something, with a small smile.


Ace was searching through his things, on the edge of panic.

Not finding the medallion with his parents' pictures, he nervously tousled his hair and tried to calm down.

Where could he have lost it ?!

Perhaps in the Marine base ?

But he couldn't ask the captain to turn around, like that, when they had just weight the anchor this same morning. It was his fault for not noticing sooner that his medallion had disappeared !

There was still the hope that he had lost it on the deck, during his fight with Marco, the evening before.

Ace vaguely tidied down his things, and ran to the deck. Seeing the state he was in, Thatch came to him.

- Hey, Ace, what's with that face ? Thatch asked.

- I lost my medallion, Ace answered. You know, the silver necklace that's always around my neck.

- You checked in your things ?

- That's where I'm coming from.

- It was important ?

- Oh, it was only a remembrance of my late parents, not something of great importance ! Ace quipped.

- Calm down, we'll find it.

- Imagine that I lost it on the last island !

- Breathe, Ace... we can ask Marco to go check.

Edwin, the right hand man of the second fleet, came to see Ace :

- Oyaji wants to see you, Ace-kun.

- I'm going. Thatch, can you look for me, please? Please ? Please ? Please ? Pretty please !? With a cherry on the top ?

- Yeeees, go on, don't worry. I'll even recruit Marco in this task. Where is he, anyway ?

- As always, at Oyaji's side, answered Edwin, obtaining a thank you smile from the commander.

- Then, I'm coming with you, Ace !

And the two men went to their captain's armchair.

- You wanted to see me, Oyaji ? asked Ace, while Thatch put his claws in the Phoenix who didn't understand why.

- Yes. Something's wrong ? Shirohige asked.

- I have, let's say, misplaced something with a lot of sentimental value... and the fear that it happened on the last island is very big.

- Is this it, my son ?

Shirohige presented his hand to Ace, showing him the thing he had been worrying about.

- I found it this morning on the deck, open. The chain was broken, the captain explained. I asked a nurse to go buy another one to replace it.

Ace stared at Shirohige, and then at the medallion.

Marco and Thatch shared a look, then raised their eyes to Shirohige.

Ace breathed deeply and took the jewellery.

- Thanks for finding it. I'm going to gather my things to disembark at the next island. I'll manage from there, Ace murmured.

- What are you talking about ? asked Shirohige.

- You're going to throw me out, aren't you ? After all...

Shirohige burst into laughter, which made Marco discreetly sigh in relief.

- Do not speak nonsense. No matter who your father was, you're my son, now ! Go, put this jewel in its place, around your neck, and nowhere else. Take care of it. You'll give your twin sister my respects.

- I don't have any sister. Thank you for finding it.

Ace bowed and put the medallion back around his neck, his heart light knowing that this captain accepted him despite him being the son of Gol D. Roger, but also from having his precious jewel back.

- Well then, who is Ace's father for him to fear being thrown out because of him ? Thatch muttered, stroking his goatee.

- You won't learn it from me, Thatch, Marco warned him.

- Marco, my son, there's a point I'd like to discuss with you, since you seem to know more about this than me, said Shirohige.

- I think that now, there is no more problem if I talk, yoi. If we could pull away from eavesdroppers, not to name anyone.

Marco looked at Thatch with a knowing smile.

- Yes, I got it, I'm going! the cook growled.