There are three things that cannot be dodged, erased, and forgotten. The dream of men, the inherited will and, of course, the passage of time. In a world where the weak are devoured and have no place in the grand scheme of things, only a man of unparalleled presence and spirit has the conditions to turn this world entirely upside down. Only with Haki overcomes everything! And some Chakra, of course.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Naruto or One Piece masterpieces, as both are the property of their respective amazing writers, Masashi Kishimoto and Eiichiro Oda, but I will honestly claim my own creations along the way.
Inherited Will
Chapter 1 - "The King and His Queen! The moves that will shake the world! The Sons of the True Sovereign of the Seas!"
The sound of the waves could be clearly heard, as the sea churned calmly around relentless eddies and massive enough to swallow a sea king in one of its mouths like a mere ant wandering before the fiercest giant existing in this part of the world. The second half of the Grand Line, as it is known.
New World Sea
The sky was as clear as the deepest celestial wells existing in the immensity of space and the sun was no less brilliant, since even the most sensitive eyes would not have a chance to appreciate such natural beauty present.
The seagulls and the birds flying in the indigo sky, did not get tired and could be seen coming and going non-stop, but with an enviable synchronism, and acrobatics beyond enchanting.
There were so many birds that the portion they occupied in the air fit and swallowed the entire sea below their positions in pitch black, although they could not completely scare away the bright, yellow, and golden rays of the sun at that time of day.
It was then that a faint sound drifted through the air, so that only thanks to the birds' keen senses they could hear. When they heard they beat their wings more calmly, and at the same instant within their formation so fully established they granted a free spacing, so that now their beautifully composed circle of diverse colors, from the softest indigo to the deepest purple, was set free and the sunbeam might gain access to the passage that had been graciously granted. Thus, making visible what was below in the sea.
"Why are you smiling so much?" – the baritone of a deep voice was calmly introduced, although slightly playful, while its owner calmly wandered through the waters.
The question was presented to the person who accompanied him, but unlike him who walked through the waters, the other was sitting inside a white boat ornamented with gold seen in pure white colors with golden attributes that crossed the entirety of its sides and concluded at the frontal point forming the typical corner of a common ship.
There was also a crude mast, small and made of pure gold with details from a distant past and firmly attached to its middle, together with the snow-white sail that carried on it the symbol of a smiling skull and which assiduously swayed in the natural winds there constant in their motion.
Returning to the only person present on that little ship, not even the most eloquent words existing in the dictionaries of the era would be enough to describe her, for there dignifiedly seated was one of, if not the most beautiful of all women ever seen by any other if he had the opportunity to face her.
The kind of woman who with just one look would turn a humble man into a stammering child, and leave a not-so-ordinary, willing man levels above wobbly legs and sweat creeping down his face from such beauty.
"I love hearing you speak so close to me, my love." – the sweet voice, gentle, and soft as the honeycomb of the only occupant of that vessel became audible and the listener's heart was filled with adoration after hearing her so close to him.
The woman, the same one who uttered these sayings, directed her eyes full of love and care to her companion, her partner, her friend, her husband, her king and waited for the answer that was not long in coming.
But the answer wasn't in a format most people would expect to receive, but a loud, hearty laugh that spread throughout that corner of the sea, while the clear blue waters at their feet took on more color.
Black and reddish rays with a slight golden yellow filling at their edges became apparent around his person for milliseconds, something an inept human would be unable to visualize, but not the beautiful woman beside him, who just smiled warmly with the reaction. She loved it when he was like this, so she closed her eyes just to enjoy the moment.
It filled her heart with such warm love and peace that she would love to spend her entire life just watching her husband, but she knew that wasn't possible. At least not now, so she waited patiently, resting her left hand on her growing belly with a gorgeous ring built perfectly into her ring finger, while her man continued to exude his presence in that spot.
"Hear my voice close to your ear?" – the man questioned rhetorically, looking towards the woman with unusual intensity, but a smile could be felt because it was said in a soft way that made the beautiful woman's skin tingle momentarily – "I understand." – he added affectionately, but then a quick thought crossed his mind, and he smiled the tiniest bit for a second. He wanted to try something new, after all his dear wife would love what was to come.
Before he could do that, something happened without warning, as out of nowhere his sea blue eyes took on a bright translucent color for an instant, signaling the activation of future vision.
The blond-haired man investigated the distance ahead of him and pondered earnestly assessing what he had seen through his extensively skilled observational skills, but he decided to ignore it for now.
There was a current development that required much more of you than later matters that would be properly handled eventually by your person, plus your children could take care of whatever matter requires the presence of a few Haoshoku Haki users gathered in one only local, including themselves. This whole train of thought was worked out in the time it took for the appearance and disappearance of thunder. Fast and painless.
Deciding to stop wading through the waters and put together what he had planned for his wife, he brought his hand to his chin with a dignified bright blond beard and ran his fingers through the strands pretending to think of something profound and, to add even more 'impact' to the his play, he closed his eyes and had to hold back a smile as he felt that faint but characteristic confusion that could only belong to the love of his life rising to the surface of his warm spirit.
"Naru-koi?" – the woman asked, slightly confused, the reason for her husband's sudden stop.
The bearded man who had been called just continued to smile, while everything around him responded to his will, including the sea, the birds, the wind, and the ship that carried his beautiful wife in its living woods. And it was like pushing a button because all things stopped moving.
The woman on the boat narrowed her loving brown eyes, trying to imagine what was happening, but promptly gave up with a delicate sigh and, using an irresistible smile, began to relax her body in the final months of her pregnancy in the chair made of velvet and attributes consistently silky. While waiting for what would surely happen in a few seconds, if the slight corner smile on her beloved's face was any indication.
She knew him better than anyone to know what that smile indicated, so she tried to brace herself as best she could by clinging to the sides of her chair to face the prank that was sure to come. Only she wasn't prepared for that.
The man with the blond hair and beard narrowed his blue eyes that gleamed ready to put the prank into action. He noticed that he had his wife's attention, so he decided to whistle to pretend not to know anything, and when he saw her gaze drift away for a moment. Bingo!
He attacked quickly, stretching his arm like a rubber.
"Oh!" - The beautiful woman let out a scream feeling something pass through her hair and prepared to jump into her lover's arms seeking safety and protection, only for her plans to be abruptly canceled with the man's laughter.
"Hahahaha!" – The man laughed warmly, enjoying himself at the expense of the bulging brown eyes of the woman beside him, who stared at him in amazement, still not understanding what had happened. - "You don't have to look at me like that, my sweet queen. I can't touch you?" – he questioned intensely, still smiling widely, as he saw an intense blush spread across those fluffy cheeks with freckles of the woman with long, blondie, and perfectly wavy hair that he so loved to run his fingers through since the moment they first met.
"It's not that!" - the woman exclaimed a little strangely withdrawn with a hand caressing her belly softly and still blushing a lot with the smile on her husband's face.
"So, what is it?" – he questioned pointedly trying to know what he already knew with an even wider smile on his face looking for the gap he needed for the next half of his plan, all while his sea blue eyes took on that bright translucent hue again.
The beautiful pregnant woman was unprepared when she felt her husband's hand grip the back of her head. She tried to contain it, but it was no use when a soft moan passed through her strawberry lips, and she closed her eyes with goose bumps loving the sensation.
In the distance, the man who had a blond mustache above his upper lip and beard, just stared passionately at the woman's reaction. Enchanted by the woman who had chosen to share a lifetime by his side.
'One, two, three.' – thought the bearded man. Counting the seconds mentally, he just waited smilingly what would happen without leaving the place.
It was then that he noticed the woman becoming a little more aware of her surroundings and now able to partially rid herself of the cloud of pleasure that was covering her, she lifted her right arm, since the left one had been busy caressing her belly and directed it towards her hand on the back of your neck. Giving his strong hand a squeeze for confirmation and nodding to herself, she then arched her eyebrows in surprise when she saw how far her husband was from the boat.
"What is it, dear?" – the man questioned innocently, while trying to contain his smile so as not to spoil everything and fake a serious expression. – 'This is going to be fun!' – he thought excitedly internally. Well, the truth was, he didn't know he could do that until now.
The woman listened and before she could respond, she was lost in the detailed assessment of the man who is her husband. Behold, your eyes travel the length of your body seeking to define what your eyes witness.
He is a tall man, defined and very well built, but not in a way that makes his muscles look bulky, but they are brushed and strong enough to be apparent even when covered. His hair is short, golden yellow like fire, and he has blue eyes so deep and intense that whenever they looked at her, they were filled with so much love and adoration that she was rejuvenated every time she looked at them. She had never felt so loved before him.
His skin is fair and tanned, and something that drove her crazy was the way he'd taken care of that curved mustache and shiny blond beard she loved to caress so much. Dressed in an armored military vest with shoulder pads and a high collar in black with characteristic details of golden swirls carved specifically on the upper part, in addition to wearing an obi belt around his waist with the same golden details, but this one in orange, where on the left side of his hip were positioned two sheaths with their auras visible in blue and red, one noticeably longer and the other slightly shorter, respectively.
Their undergarments, on the other hand, were composed of long, black pants adorned with patterns of swirls almost imperceptible in the pitch that composed them and that ended inside their black boots with freedom for the toes that reached their calves.
In addition, he wears a red armband with the symbol of a whirlpool over his left bicep and topped off with a long white captain's cape that hangs over his broad, strong shoulders, with heavy gold trim on his neck-length collars and the parts that were limited to the wrists, as well as inside a deep orange color could be seen with symbolic carvings from ancient times described in unpronounceable writings for many, as well as on his back visible to all who had eyes was present only one kanji that said 'Sovereign'. His name is Uzumaki Naruto.
Naruto fixed his eyes on his wife when he didn't hear the retort and noticed that she looked deep in thought and had a faint pink tinge to her freckled cheeks.
'She is insatiable.' – Naruto thought, smiling inwardly, but looked at her more deeply. – 'But it's my wife.' – He stopped thinking drinking in the sight of the woman who made his world go round.
She is a succulently filled woman in the right places that a woman of her dignified posture can get, and all this while she is pregnant, which further enhances her beauty and makes everything around her brighter, including herself, her smile, your spirit, your presence. All! This is how your empathetic senses embrace the light emanating from the woman.
Owner of a curvaceous body to envy with large breasts covered by the long and blue short-sleeved dress worked in royal details with equally incomparable embellishments that descended to her thick and fertile waists. Long, wavy strawberry blonde hair cascaded down her back, reaching to the top of her plump heart-shaped ass, pleasantly demarcating the back of her dress, further enhancing her figure with intensely brown eyes, freckles on her cheeks, a soft blush, and a growing belly pulsing with new life. This woman of incredible will, married and proud of her name is Portgas D. Uzumaki Rouge.
Already about life growing in her womb was something that always brought a smile on the face of parents and their kingdom, although it was not the first time for one of them, it was still special.
Back in Rouge who now tightly gripped her husband's hand, Naruto, who only allowed a thin bead of sweat to fall at the sight of his wife who had her tongue out pulling and wagging his appendix. He knew the hormones would eventually catch up with her, but he wasn't surprised by the delay. Better than anyone he knew his wife's soul. He understood your will.
"How did this happen, beloved?" – although the question was strangely sweet and sweet because she was still shaking his member madly, taking great care not to hit his sensitive belly that was being tended by his left hand.
Naruto looked up as she pointed in his direction without taking his eyes off his hand.
"I mean, you're so far away from me, but your arm is here. Your hand is here! How did that happen, Naru-kun?" – Rouge asked confused with her sweet voice still trying to understand.
Naruto couldn't help the instant reaction that covered him when he stared with sparkling eyes and a fierce smile at the disposal of his pregnant wife with their child, but he didn't take long to respond - "I feel like it must have happened the moment we came across that one Purple Devil Fruit." – he replied gently observing his wife's actions.
Rouge, picking up his tone, stopped what she was doing and stared at him for a few seconds, but then went back to what she was doing, only this time she leaned back in her chair. Naruto watched everything silently, as he watched the woman in his life calmly lower his outstretched hand to her belly and realized with a loving smile what she was trying to do.
The only woman in the world unable to feel fear of the World Government, Tenryūbito (Celestial Dragons), marines, pirates, adventurers, or bandits, Portgas D. Uzumaki Rouge closed her eyes loving the sensation that a simple touch from her husband could cause in contact with her skin, with her love, her fruit, her offspring. With her.
Then she opened her eyes with all the love she could muster and directed them to her beloved, hoping he could understand what she wanted, and it didn't take long to happen because Naruto had already foreseen this unique moment, so he started to make circular movements with the palm of your hand on your wife's belly.
The movements were so affectionate in his way that Rouge couldn't contain a cute yawn in time, as she was suddenly feeling a little sleepy and let out a light laugh overflowing with positive energies causing the environment to become a little lighter while she enjoyed the sensations that only her husband could give her.
"Naru." – She softly called out her love's name while her eyes closed, still lost in the caresses.
"Yes darling?" - Naruto asked gently looking at her and continuing with the caresses. They had already started to wander towards their initial destination.
"When are we going to get there? I want to meet them." – The sleepy beautiful woman's murmur reached Naruto's ears, but the sweetness still hadn't escaped those rosy lips.
Hearing this request, Naruto just allowed his spirit to be free and widened his field of observation by spreading his Kenbushoku Haki in all directions within a radius of miles.
A second later, his senses came fully alive, and his vision filled with colors, some tinged and some more flowing, he watched. – "There is little time left, my love. Don't worry. Get some sleep, dear." - Said Naruto adding chakra to his vocal cords and the woman didn't take long to get carried away by the attribute he intentionally applied to help her rest.
"OK. I love you so much, Naru." – Rouge whispered meekly. And she slept instantly. Naruto saw this happening and the distance with a quick thought began to manipulate his energy to create a cloak made of pure golden chakra that covered his wife.
Incredible willpower or not, she is still your wife, mother of your child, woman of your life, and she needs all the rest in the world. And if something like that didn't exist, he'd create it for her.
"I love you so much more, honey. We're almost there." - Naruto said in his quiet baritone. He had a fierce smile on his face as he lightly caressed his bearded chin and long, curved golden-blond mustache.
CRACK!
His eyes glowed deeply, and it was then that black beams mixed with a deep red embroidered by what looked like white and gold exploded from his body, but because of his extreme control, they didn't even hit a piece of wood from the ship carrying your wife.
The sea behind him wasn't so lucky and was split in half by the pressure until the waters couldn't fill the vacuum created by a simple harmless wave from the infusion of his Haoshoku Haki into the atmosphere.
As the skies above became clear as the birds sensing the sovereign's dominance, they immediately descended and perched on the sides of the white-gold boat, and some even settled on Rouge's shoulders and hair as if protecting her. She who slept so peacefully looking as adorable as ever, unfazed by the events happening around her.
Now the sky was completely visible unoccupied by birds, just so that a terrifying sight could be seen.
The sky was cut in half, but not only were the clouds in its path as well, as it was towards the entirety of the heavens. Size was the extent of his power and his dominion.
"I am coming, my sons. Rayleigh, Edward, and Shanks." - Said the Uzumaki sovereign calmly. And he continued walking on the sea, while commanding the waters to control the direction of the boat that carried his lovely wife.
His words just met the wind, as his cape majestically swayed with the strong winds and thundering lightning caused by the sheer bending of his will, his presence, his spirit or as he just simply liked to define it: his Haki.
At some considerable distance from the current location of a pregnant woman sleeping inside the dignifiedly ornamented boat created by the people of the kingdom who loved their queen, precisely to support and defend her, Portgas D. Uzumaki Rouge, the beautiful woman of the sea and undeniably bearer of one of the biggest wills existing in the world.
Next tobe her beloved king, faithful and determined husband who needs no introduction, Uzumaki Naruto, who walked steadily through the waters with a fierce smile and glowing red eyes looking forward to seeing his children again after many years.
New World – Unknown Island
On an abandoned island of animals and covered by the tranquility of the sea around it, it is possible to see two ships parked at its ends. Two ships that have nothing in common, except for the flags they fly that prove their inclinations. The arrangement of two flags with skulls.
One of the ships is extremely large, comfortably covering three or more navy battleships. It contains three huge masts, with a very unusual stature comparing it to other ships. It also has three flags, carrying the Jolly Roger from the crew of the Whitebeard Pirates.
The ship's sails adopt the beige color. It has a white whale as an image of the bow. Its back color is brown, a color already originated from wood, and blue, with notable details. The Moby Dick that is the name of this notorious ship in the seas has 18 cannons on each side, left and right.
The second ship did not have the same size as the first, however it did not lack, as its shape and beauty certainly did not leave much to be desired. The ship's figurehead appears to be a pair of mermaids alongside a forward-facing cannon. The ship had three masts, with red sails and the Jolly Roger of the Roger Pirates crew on the foremast. The sails also have a vertical stripe design. In the center of the ship known as the Oro Jackson is a large polka-dotted egg.
What both ships had in common, in addition to the arrangement of pirate flags and items that the vessels resemble, was the fact that there were no members present within their environments at the present time.
Deep and farther into this verdant forest composed of diverse natural elements, sturdy trees could be seen knocked down to the ground and many more in worse condition, as they seemed to have been ripped from their roots by very strong winds. Sounds could be heard in a place where there seemed to be movement, life, and knowledge about what could have happened on this island.
At this point a slight commotion entered the scene, but due to a recent occurrence lasting 4 days, those involved have now found time to rest, vent and seek to do their best business. The sale of products among pirates!
Anyway, there were three men who were sitting a little apart from the others on top of a giant mushroom.
"Hey, Oden! Can you really read this?!" - Asked aloud a man not hiding his surprise. He was staring wide-eyed over a piece of paper covered edge to edge with what looked like ancient scriptures. He was a tall man. His most prominent physical features were his curved black mustache, a fierce smile he almost always wore, and his intense black eyes. He also had short, thick black hair, as well as a thick neck.
Like many other high-ranking pirates, he wore a long red captain's coat. Underneath the coat, he wore a pink shirt and had a yellow sash around his waist that held on his left side his sheathed saber called Ace which was one of the 12 Swords of Supreme Grade. He wore a white tie around his neck, dark blue pants, and what looked like black sea boots. His name was Gol D. Roger.
"Yes I Can. I can read it, but why do you have these inscriptions?!" – replied and asked at the same time the man known as Oden. He was a muscular man of imposing height, who was shown to be about half the height of the third man, being much taller than normal people. His hair is long and dark, which was remarkably gathered in a large, straight, circular plane at the top, and included a prominent widow's peak and triangular sideburns.
He had relatively small dark eyes, prominent, highly arched eyebrows, a square jaw, and a large, expressive mouth. Dress in a light kimono, leaving most of the legs exposed; the kimono has two crescent moon designs and a haori over the shoulders. He also keeps his favorite swords which are Enma and Ame no Habakiri, two of the 21 Great Grade Swords, on his left waist, tucked inside an obi belt.
Oden then decided to continue, but now he seemed to be just remembering something. – "Knowledge of this writing has passed from father to only one son per generation in the Kozuki Clan." - he finished disconcerted, but soon he found himself in ecstasy again, because the eloquence of Gol D. Roger had not yet reached the end and the more time passed, the more Kozuki Oden was with wide eyes and a cold sweat ran down his body with the new perspective that was being presented before his eyes.
While this conversation took place, the third man present there, bigger than the other two, just decided to keep quiet, listening from time to time and content to hold his liquor, drinking now and then.
"…the greatest crew in the world!" - shouted Gol D. Roger. He stood up with arms wide open and exclaimed his statement ending with a good laugh in the face of the inconstant trembling of a man like Oden, who has spent remarkably much of his life 'locked in' and 'trapped' within the borders of his native country, Wano Country, without having the opportunity to actively experience what the two pirates by his side had the chance to very early on.
Edward 'Whitebeard' Newgate who was quiet throughout Roger's speech only opened one of his closed eyes to better observe the conviction that was being presented in front of him and stayed that way until the man in front of him started to explain actively about your dream.
Whitebeard was an unusually large man, standing at 21' 10". Unlike other large humans, he was well proportioned. Bearing the crescent-shaped mustache that spawned his epithet, he wears a white and yellow pirate hat with his Jolly Roger over a black and red bandana, both worn over long blond hair reminiscent of the old man's unruly hair, although your father is not that old.
Dress in a green shirt with an opening in the chest region, long pants, and boots. Some jewels can also be seen in his possession, but what really catches the eye is the weapon of gigantic proportions at his side. A bisento titled Murakumogiri which is one of the 12 Swords of Supreme Grade, as well as its pirate rival's weapon.
Whitebeard was silent at his rival's statements as he sipped his sake from time to time, although he paid attention as it seemed to be something important to the man, but he allowed his attention to be diverted to another individual. Someone who wasn't present above in the mushroom, where only he, Oden and Roger met, so he needed to 'try' a little more.
Not long ago he felt his blood getting hotter and the air change. It was no accident. Edward doesn't believe in chance and wasn't taught to be dominated by such a banal notion. He recognized the will that was spreading.
'I believe even those who are not sensitive were able to feel.' – Whitebeard thought emphatically.
He continued actively searching for the one he was looking for until he felt a slight tingle in his senses, then activated his Observation Haki just to find him, but didn't move after confirming the distance the feeling was mutual with a brief exchange of glances.
'The father definitely…' – Whitebeard started in thoughts, while a fierce smile spread across his face. A while later he began to laugh along with Roger who was finishing the tale of his dream, but for entirely different reasons.
'It will turn this world upside down!' – finished another older blond with an unshakable certainty in his toneless voice. This man stood at a distance, slightly adjusting his glasses with a calm smile.
A little further away a red-haired boy wearing a straw hat suddenly stopped talking to his friend with a funny posture and a clown nose to look in a completely random direction, putting a hand to his chin thoughtfully.
He seemed to be pondering something when he stared at the jade necklace that rested on his chest, but he got tired of actively trying after long minutes and just returned to face the Whitebeard pirates with his friend Buggy. The captain trusted them, so they need to be on the lookout at all costs.
'Besides, we won't fight anymore. Captain Roger seems to be on good terms with Whitebeard. What else can happen? What was that feeling I felt earlier? It must have been nothing, right?" – those were the innocent thoughts of the red-haired boy called Shanks.
He had no idea what was about to happen.
End of chapter.
Author's Note: Some tweaks to make the chapter more concise.
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