The girl laughed.
"Yeah! I ate the Neko Neko (cat) fruit, model "Tiger". I'm a cat-girl nya!" There was a long, awkward silence. "Oh, by the way, m'name's Rachel!" She held out her hand.
"Portgas D. Ace." He shook it.
"Are you a pirate?" "Why do you ask?" Rachel pointed upward.
"'Cause…your sail has a pirate mark on it." She referred to the Whitebeard mark on Ace's sail. Ace leaned against the side of the boat. "I guess that makes me a pirate." He sighed. Rachel slumped down and looked up at the sky. "I'm hungry." "You'll have to wait until we find land kid, I got nothin"
"Awwww"
"Sorry…" Man, this girl reminds me of my brother. Ace looked at Rachel, who was busy chewing on her thumbnail and whining about how she needed food. "Why were you floating in the middle of the ocean on a log anyways?" Rachel grinned.
"I'm looking for someone." She rummaged in her khaki bag, which had dried a lot in the sun. Rachel pulled out a "Wanted" poster. "This guy"
The picture had a guy with yellow hair. It was pulled to one side, so you couldn't see his right eye. His eyebrow was extremely curly. There was a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. "His name's Sanji. He used to be the assistant chef on Baratie Ocean-Going Restaurant, but left and joined the Strawhat pirate crew. You know him?" She drummed her fingers on her cheek.