Authors Notes I do not own One Piece or it affiliates, Part four, part four!!... -Finally the next chapter! I've been busy with so much stuff and now I finally got around to this. Some people said I couldn't write. (Don't ask. I can still feel the burns from the flames from my last story that shall not be named EVER.) Some people may think my main character is a Mary-Sue. (It wasn't my fault that I didn't know what that was.) But with a few Zolofts and the success with a certain team I'm back and ready for action baby. R&R.

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Look before you leap or else you might jump right over a cliff...

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It's been a billion and one hours, well; it feels that way to her. It was just the pirate and herself, not to mention his whole crew and a stewardess she'd taken hostage. She could feel that calamari, oysters, and caviar churn in her stomach. Just great now she's going to vomit in front of the man who is not only handsome but a pirate as well. She keeps a blank expression to hide her great discomfort. Must hold back tears, stare into space, just keep a blank stare, don't vomit, don't puke, don't up-chuck.

Why is she doing this....Maybe Alexandria was right. She's sooo stupid. Why does the most beautiful man on earth have to be a pirate? All she wanted was her fairytale. Was that too much to ask? Now, now, her most precious material possession is in peril. What did she do to deserve such a fate?

Mihawk fixes his eyes on hers. "I think I will take your offer La Sra..."

Thank you, thank you, thank you...

"I'll give you your music box..."

Yes!

"Within certain guidelines, of course mi encantador..."

Agghhh!

She plasters a debutant smile. "Shall we can discuss the terms, on your ship of course."

He makes a signal to one of his men and the ladder is dropped. She swears as soon as she gets on that ship she'll stab that handsome cocky bastard right in the heart.

"Madam I shall accompany you."

"No Alexandria, I put you in harms way far enough." She makes a coy smile at her stewardess. "Besides, I need someone to tell grandfather I'll be staying out late." Alexandria was always good with things like this, but even her faithful and creative confidant might have trouble explaining this one.

The stewardess nodded and was left behind as her Madam climbed aboard the pirate ship unaware if she will see her again or not.

"Mes prières seront avec vous..."

"Thank you, Alexandria."

Her Madam sets foot on the ship. Now it's the pirate and the debutant. Even though there are hundreds, thousands, millions of pirates on board of the ship, at that very moment he and her are alone. She makes a few paces forward, steady slow steps. It's almost as if she were gong to the square of Loguetown to be executed and the hawked eyed was her executioner. Steady slow steps, the boards begin to give and creak under her feet, steady slow steps.

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If all else fails go to plan B, if that goes wrong too you better be a smooth talker...

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"So what are the terms niña insensata?"

"It's simple my dear pirate, YOU give me the back my box and I won't report YOU to the authorities."

"No."

"What!?"

"I'm sorry you must have misunderstood me. I'll say it in your native tongue NO."

The whole ship erupted into laughter. She can bet that they could even hear it from her grandfather's ship. This is so humiliating, even worse than that time when her skirt was tucked into her panties and she didn't know about it. Wait, that was worse. They must have been laughing for an hour, or at least a minute. With one motion of his hand he silenced them all.

"Fine! I can see that civilized reasoning won't work on pirates! Let me use a method that I think would be to your pleasing."

And with that she was on her hands and knees, her forehead to the deck. She had seen people do this gesture to her grandfather, but never in her wildest dreams did she ever think she would be doing this herself. It's pretty hard to believe that she, the grandchild of the highest-ranking marines, is now begging, no pleading for the safe return for a simple childhood trinket that could easily be replaced for a few hundred thousand beli. She didn't care anymore, all she wants is her music box back, she wants her sweet girlish fantasies back, and she wants the man of her dreams back. But no, her music box is peril, her girlish fantasies are crushed, and the man of her dreams is a pirate. What in the Yahweh's blue ocean and sky had she done to deserve this?

"Please, please be merciful...I beg of you... with every fiber of my being....please...all I want is my box back...I know it is of no value to you... please, please give it back..."

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Authors End Notes: Will Miss No-Name get her music box back? check out the next chapter. Please Read and Review.