They call her the Fan Girl, but not because she has an unhealthy obsession with pretty boys...

Don't assume too much from the character from the first few paragraphs until she actually starts to do stuff. It'll probably change your assumptions of her, unless me typing this did.

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Chapter 1: A Doll Walking Among Men

She walked alone, taking little steps that her dress let her take in stride and her wooden shoes scraping along the dirt ground. Her eyes were closed and a fan to her face, covering her mouth. Even though she walked solo, no one missed her in the crowd as she walked in a straight line, everyone else maneuvered around her, double taking. Her attire was uncommon there or anywhere for that matter. Her pink kimono stood out among the dirt colors and grays that others were wearing.

Her face was also attracting attention as well. It looked like a porcelain geisha doll, the white powder covering any visible skin tone and purple tint around her eyes to accent them and rosy pink cheeks. She folded the fan in her hand and brought it to her side, clinking it next to a sword. She had a silk bag strapped around her and hung at her right, opposite her sword. She suddenly stopped, and turned to her left to a building. No one in the crowd was stopped from her actions. She walked through the lines of people moving perpendicular to her without so much as stepping to the side to miss anyone, nor did she touch anyone either. She entered the restaurant and opened her eyes.

She found an open table near the kitchen and moved to sit in it. Silence followed her as she walked, and gawking accompanied her as she arrived. She sat down and slipped her fan into her silk bag and adjusted her kimono so she could move easier. When she looked up, there was already a waiter standing there for her order.

"Just sake please." She smiled at him and he nodded and walked away. Since she had come in the others had started to talk again, and her presence was slowly starting to fade away from the others. Well, all except one attendee.

"Wow! Look at her! She's a classic beauty!" Sanji had jumped out of his chair and now had hearts in his eyes as he stared at the girl in the pink kimono. She had not taken notice of him since the waiter had distracted her to face the other side to take her sake.

"Sanji, you say that about all the girls!" Usopp stopped in wolfing down his food to speak to Sanji, and then quickly continued after finishing.

"Yeah, but look at her!" Since Sanji was so enthusiastic about it, Nami, Luffy, Chopper and Usopp looked up from their food. Zoro kept his head down. Usopp stopped eating and his mouth was agape, Nami and Chopper were as well, Luffy looked slightly confused.

"Why's she wearing that stuff?" Luffy spoke through a mouth full of turkey leg. He'd never seen a girl dress like that.

"Kind of a fancy dress to be wearing around here." Nami tried taking a closer look at the girl, aside from her face and dress and noticed she had a sword. She turned back slowly making sure to remember her just in case.

"It's beautiful!"

"Down lover boy." Nami scowled at Sanji and pulled him to his chair causing him to sit down with a large thud. The girl looked in their direction. When they all noticed, they gave their own ways of reactions. Sanji turned bright red and smiled like a crazed person, Usopp smiled like a normal person, Nami gave a small wave and nod, Chopper giggles and waved a hoof at her, and Luffy shook his hand wildly from side to side while trying to yell the word "HI!" through his mouthful of rice. The girl sort of chuckled at their polite nature and nodded her head back to them in kindness, and that was when she saw him, Roronoa Zoro. In the flesh.

She sat with her mouth agape for a moment before catching herself as she noticed confused stares. She quickly stood up and placed some Berries on the table and shuffled out quickly.

"Oh, she left." Sanji slumped down and rested his head against his hand, sad.

"Hey, Zoro, did you see that girl? She was really pink!" Luffy gulped down a huge piece of pork and stared at Zoro who just raised one eye to him.

"You don't think that was just the huge pig you ate?"

"HA! No! There was a girl just there in bright and shiny pink!"

"It was silk, pretty expensive stuff. She also had a bag made of it too." Nami looked to the door where the girl had left through and saw nothing but hordes of people walking by. This was a pretty busy part of the town. Where their boat was, however, was in a lighter part of town, away from the big crowds. "I also saw a sword, maybe she's a pirate." The others looked at her for a second, but she kept her head looking at the door for a few more seconds and turned back. "So, is everyone done?"

The girl walked to the port where the boats were swaying slowly in the waves. She scanned them, looking for a boat with sword scratches on it. Last she heard of Zoro was he had become a pirate hunter. She figured seeing him here, he had stolen a pirate ship and sailed here himself. This was a far off possibility, but no other possibility came into her head, so she settled.

As she was looking over the boats for a double take, she heard something behind her. A group of shuffling feet and talking. She turned around and saw the people from the restaurant approaching her. It seemed they had yet to notice her. But then, the strange reindeer pointed her out.

"Hey you guys, look, it's that girl." Everyone looked from Chopper to the port where he was pointing. There stood the girl, standing out as if a page from a history book of a real geisha girl. The only aspect of her that didn't seem geisha was her light brown and wavy hair that was up in a bun. She saw that they noticed her, and she quickly started to shuffle away, angry again at the little room her kimono gave her to walk. Zoro wasn't with them, why?

Before the guys could get to talk to her, she had disappeared out of sight, heading back to the inner part of town.

"Hey, where are your sword stores? Hey… hey!" Zoro was walking through the busy crowds and was getting pushed around in the wrong direction he wanted to go. He tried to walk against the current of the street, but it seemed to be even harder than trying to walk through rushing water.

At one point, he popped out of the crowd and got to a spot where he could stay in one place. He grunted in anger and started to walk off back to the boat in defeat. Half way there, though, he caught sight of who must have been what the others were talking about. A girl, clearly out of her element, was walking in his direction. Her kimono, pink and he also saw purple fans sewn in, was reflecting the sun so it put a sort of soft glow around her. If he were in the desert, there was no joking that she'd be a mirage, but this wasn't the desert. And she wasn't a mirage. None the less, she was just another girl in a town and as long as she wasn't causing him or his friends' trouble, she needn't be troubled herself. As he was walking back, he didn't notice the gaze that the girl had on him as they approached to pass.

She saw it. The sword was slung to his side in between two others. She then passed Zoro who didn't even look down, but she was still happy her thick makeup was covering any real rosy cheeks she may have had. As they completely passed each other the girl made a decision and she took a strong step forward and the back of her kimono ripped up to the back of her knee and she quickly unsheathed her sword. She spun around and swung the sword at him. Zoro saw these actions coming quickly and unsheathed one of his swords to counter. They stayed in that position for several seconds, the girl was shaking trying to keep a good defense against Zoro.

"There something wrong with you?" He looked at the girl straight in the eye with a stern, pissed off expression. She didn't respond then, she jumped back to relieve herself of the pressure.

"Nothing at all." She ran forward, and swung, by now Zoro had unsheathed a second sword and stopped hers by making an X with the two. It was then that he noticed the kind of sword she had. It looked like whoever made it took their time and it paid off. The blade looked incredibly strong yet also light that helped for a swordswoman, but the real thing that caught his eye was the hilt. It was black and made nearly unnoticeable curves that accented the hand, giving it better grip. Before he could look even closer the girl shot back again, not able to withstand that pressure for too long. She was panting, not really putting up any kind of fight for Zoro. He stood up straight and looked down at her in confusion.

"You know, you're pretty weird. Not only are you dressed crazy but you're crazy to challenge me when you can barely hold your own sword right." The girl looked straight at the ground from the comment as her breath was still uneasy. Her hair was starting to fall out of her bun, and her kimono ripped a little bit more. No matter, she'd sew it back up later. She stood up, looked at him, and smiled.

"I'd expect someone like Roronoa Zoro to notice imperfections like that. You were always keen on correctness."

Zoro looked confused. Did he know this girl?

"Have we met before?" At the question, the girl looked down at the ground again and closed her eyes tightly thinking.

It's nothing. It's been years since we've seen each other. I do look different anyhow.

She looked back up with a smile that seemed to show that she'd given up power. But that was hardly the case.

"Yes, we have. I'll give you time to remember." As she spoke these words, she slipped a hand into her silk bag and wrapped her hand tightly around a long item. "But now," She said as she raised her sword and pointed at Zoro, "I challenge you to a fight." Zoro sighed; he knew he could beat her hands down. She wasn't the best swordswoman in the world or within the mile probably. He thought about turning her down, but he really couldn't remember a time when he did turn someone down. So, instead, he tried to make her give it up.

"Do you really think that's a good idea? You've obviously heard of me so you must know I'm pretty good. And, no offense, you don't have much of a hold on that sword of yours. You don't really do it justice." Well she knew that was true. But it was her sword.

"Maybe I should get a new one then. How about this." She pulled out what she was gripping out of the bag and opened it up. It was a fan. Blue in color, it depicted waves in front of a mountain crashing up with force up to a storm. "If you beat me, you get this priceless fan, made of pure silk with small white jade gems in it." Zoro looked confused of why the girl would think he wanted it, but she continued. "You could trade it for food or money and use it as you please. And if I win, I get that sword of yours." She pointed toward his belt and the sole sword he still had sheathed. Kuina's sword.

"No. I'd never give that sword away, not even for all the money in the world." Zoro stood stern in his decision, and the girl knew why.

"I understand, but as you said, I'm not the best with the sword myself. Easy win, right? Mean while, I get to say I fought the great pirate hunter Roronoa Zoro."

Zoro still couldn't find logic in her thinking, but went along with it since he figured that fan would be worth a lot. And this would be an easy win for him. He started to chuckle as he removed the black bandana from his arm and wrapped it around his head then unsheathed the third sword.

"You asked for it." He looked up to see her smiling sweetly as if she was getting ready for a tea date. He then charged at her and swung his swords at her. The girl, still having the fan in one hand, ran backwards and swung back at Zoro to block his attacks. Zoro kept up with his swings and the girl kept running backwards and blocking them, each block getting a little sloppier than the last.

Zoro then gave what he figured would be the last blow of the fight, he didn't actually want to hurt the girl, she didn't seem like a real enemy. She just seemed confused. Zoro then swung his head, getting ready to use Kuina's sword, and aimed for her midsection (but just a little off to catch her off balance). She awkwardly jumped back again and looked like she was about to fall, but she had held onto something that kept her up.

The girl had put the fan in the way of the sword and it ripped through it. She folded the fan back together, getting a grip on the sword with her strange metal edges from the fan. Zoro's eyes widened. He was now leaning over the girl, holding her up from falling for if he became less tense he would fall on her. He tried to speak through the sword in his mouth.

"I thought you said that fan was worth a lot of money!" He looked up at the girl's perfect doll painted face. She looked at him and smiled with that strange sincere and kind smile.

"I apologize dearly, but I lied." She then jumped back so her feet were now out from under Zoro and she pushed off the ground and jumped in the air taking advantage of the time that Zoro was off guard. She held tight onto her fan and as she spun in the air it ripped the sword right out of Zoro's mouth, against his tries and wishes. She landed several feet behind him, her fan in her left hand and she grabbed the sword with her right. Zoro spun around quickly.

"Give that back! It's not yours!" He moved to attack her for real but was stopped by her words.

"Kuina was going to give it to me." She looked up from her squatting position to a dumbfounded Zoro. She knew Kuina.

"If you were still wondering who I was, my name's Mahiru Kanzen. We grew up together." She saw the look on his face go from scared to confused. He still didn't remember. Oh well. It was no big deal she thought. Or was it?

"The sword, her sword—" Zoro looked worried for a second before she placed the sword back down on the ground in front of him.

"I know this sword means a lot to you. Even though it is rightfully mine by the wishes of Kuina before her untimely death, I believe you should keep it, because you could do a lot better with it than I." She moved to her knees and bowed at him just like a geisha would. She got back up and brushed off the dirt on her kimono. "It was nice seeing you again Zoro." Again bowing, she turned and walked away. Still, after all that, Zoro couldn't for the life of him remember who she was and how she knew Kuina and him. But she did, as she said.

Zoro watched her walk back into the crowds of fast walkers after slipping the useless fan back into her bag. She oddly walked in a perfectly straight line through them all, not faltering in step or slowing in speed. Unlike him, she could find a way to gracefully maneuver through large crowds. He looked back down at his swords and smiled in memory of Kuina. He turned around knowing he'd have to explain what took him so long to get back to the ship but he saw he'd have to explain even faster.

"Hey Zoro! Where have you been? It couldn't take that long to look at sword shops when you're broke! What's up?" Nami and everybody else were walking toward him and he shot his head back to the crowd. He couldn't see her. Turning back, he was about to open his mouth until he was cut off by gasps of the people behind him.

The crowd had stopped moving and was forming a circle spreading out from a certain area. People were talking as fast as they were walking before with worry in their voice. A young man turned around and yelled out, "Someone get a doctor!"

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Shade- I Don't know what to think of it now… the idea came to me the other day and I haven't thought it all out but I know what I want to happen. It'll probably be short, I dunno.