I don't like you! by BloodyMarryMe

Well not much to say, here's another chapter. I hope I put some interesting action in this one, since the others didn't have much fighting in them.

As always, reviews are welcome and I hope you enjoy the story.

Have fun!

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece or any of its characters, but I own the OC Suzune Miyako.

Also, a big thank you to Volleys-chan for tweaking and proofreading this chapter!

CHAPTER 4

Miyako yawned. It was still quite early in the morning and, despite not actually being tired, she found herself yawning throughout breakfast. She drank the rest of her water and ate the last of her omelette. If she were to be completely honest, she was fairly disappointed with her, rather unsuccessful, last 3 days. Her funds were nonexistent at this point, causing most of her current dilemmas. Truth be told, she had come to the conclusion that, without resorting to disreputable things, she was stuck on this archipelago indefinitely.

To leave meant a departure via a ship. She didn't have one or know anyone she could trust who had one. Even if she wanted to buy a simple fishing boat, she didn't have enough money. But what's the point of buying it if you can't navigate nor do you have anyone to do so? She didn't even have an eternal log pose for Wano. Hell, she didn't even have a regular one. Not to mention that the cost for crossing the New World through the civilian path was too damn expensive for someone like her, and even then, she wasn't entirely certain if the whole 'escaped slave' status would cause her problems.

So the only way left to the New World was through Fishman Island, which required a coated ship that she didn't have, a log pose which she didn't carry and a crew who she didn't own. Miyako hiffed in frustration as she got up and walked out of the cafe. Right now she had only come up with one solution and, truthfully, she didn't even want to think about it. It was simple though; all these pirate crews were heading in the same direction as she was, so by joining one, she'd get her wish of getting back to New World and on route to Wano. But joining a pirate crew? She would rather try sword swallowing than to join a bunch of honorless pirates. Besides, why would any decent captain let her, a complete stranger, join anyway? She considered sneaking on board, but there was also the risk of being discovered to consider. Nobody took kindly to a stowaway. The journey to Wano was a long one and, even if she managed to stay hidden all the way past Fishman Island and onto the first New World island and manage to disembark off without being caught, she would still face the same problem - only at a different location.

It was the biggest conundrum of her day. *What to do? What to do…?*

~…..~

Miyako had made it back to the hotel and was now meandering up to her room. . She had decided to take a quick shower before heading out again, half expecting her attempts at leaving to be as disappointing as it had been the last three days. But, still being vigilant, she'd go down to the docks and listen for any news on new ships at port. If she was lucky enough, there would be a tourist or merchant ship from the New World that she could either sneak on or ride, depending on the cost. She'd even work on the vessel if it gets her any closer to Wano. She made it to her hotel door and just as she was about to turn the handle of her door, Miyako stopped. Her eyes narrowed a little.

*Somebody was here.* She specifically told to the receptionist not to send maids or other staff members into her room during her stay with them. It was in case something like this happened so she would know someone uninvited was here. She had left a small piece of paper inside the locking mechanism in the door. The door would lock immediately if it were closed, but this prevented them to close completely even though it was only a matter of millimeters. Now, though, the door was completely locked.

However, she didn't feel any presence inside now, so whoever had been in her room had already left. Calmly, she took out her hotel key and opened the door slowly, a hand wrapped firmly around her katana just in case. She closed the doors behind her as her eyes swept across the room for any signs of an intruder or a trap.

Nothing seemed out of place. Her grip slackened, and she slid her thumb off the tsuba, but kept her hand on the sheathed weapon, just in case. She clicked the door shut behind her and did a quick walk around to be sure no one had been able to conceal their presence from her and attack her the moment her guard was dropped. Only when she was certain she was alone did her hand fall from her katana and she allowed herself to ponder her situation.

*So they were specifically looking for me.* Miyako could think of only two possibilities; either the slavers were searching for her or the person who had wanted to buy her was.

Remembering that pirate Trafalgar Law, an annoyed expression crossed her face. *Can't they all just give up and move on?* Apparently not, if this invasion of privacy was anything to go by. How irksome.

She considered her original plan of taking a shower, but decided against it. The intrusion had proven to her that she had remained in one place too long and it was time to move on and hopefully elude her pursuers once more. She wasted no time leaving. She had very few possessions other than those already on her, which made packing quick and easy. She took the small duffle bag with her kimono and briskly left her rented room, closing the doors behind her. *I have to get out of here, they might still be nearby. Now that they know I'm here, they could be watching me this very moment, waiting to attack. I have to fall under their radar again, if that's possible anymore.*

Since her room didn't have any clues that would directly lead them back to her, she hoped they would be confused as to if it really was her room or at least think she had already moved on prior to their discovery of it, but she knew that was wishful thinking. Even if that were the case, they would probably keep a close eye on this hotel for a few more days as a precaution, in case she circled back around to this place.

She saw the door for the stairwell, but didn't even consider using it. *It would be an obvious choice in this situation and I would be left alone in a too small of a space in case a fight breaks out. Too risky. I'm safest where there are more people around. Too many eyewitnesses to cause problems and too many obstacles to avoid in a crowded location.* Instead, she took the elevator, making sure to hold down the closed door button as to avoid unwanted guests on her trip down. She expected there were probably men on the main entrance as well, but she doubted whoever was after her would attack her in such a crowded place. Especially with the threat of the marines still hanging over them all. *I'll have to lose them in the crowd of the shopping district.*

She was pulled out of her thoughts by the bell sound of the elevator as it reached the ground floor. Miyako walked out calmly and went to the reception to check out. Meanwhile, she was scanning every person in the lobby for anything or anyone out of the ordinary. She walked out of the hotel and just aimlessly began to walk through the shopping district, thinking of a plan and making sure she stayed in the crowd. She could see it now…people following her. Only two though. She mulled over a plan of action as she walked along a shop's window so she could analyze her two followers in the reflection of it. They didn't look heavily armed and there were only two of them - she could do this.

*I'm tired of hiding, and this game has become boring. It's time to end it.* She made a turn for the mangrove forest and saw with the corner of her eye that the two men changed course after her. Once away from the town, Miyako turned around and leaned against one of the trees with her arms crossed on her chest. Her duffle-bag was placed next to her feet, momentarily forgotten.

The two men came to a stop not far from her. She inspected them carefully. They both wore white boiler suits despite the warm and humid climate. Both had hats covering their eyes so she couldn't see much of their faces. *I have to hurry, surely they already called for backup.* The girl glowered at the two men and clicked her tongue, "Tch. Honestly, you couldn't have been more obvious. So, who are you?"

The men exchanged glances and one rubbed the back of his head. He appeared uncomfortable by this whole ordeal. "W-well, we kinda need you to come with us. We're part of the Heart Pirates crew."

Miyako scoffed, a derisive smirk on her features. The thought of him even asking her to come with them and believing she would gladly accept it, was amusing to her. "And if I don't want to?"

The men looked at one another again. "Unfortunately we were ordered to bring you to our vessel so…"

"You're telling me I can't refuse, right?" Her smirk widened into a devilish smile as her hand fell down on her katana. She unsheathed it slightly with her thumb on the guard while her other hand grabbed the hilt. These men will serve as a good message to those after her - of what will happened if they don't desist their pursuit. They will be an example.

When the men saw she was getting in a fighting stance, they wasted no time to prepare for battle themselves. One of them had two wakizashi in each hand, while the other was bare-handed. Both of them attacked her at the same time. Miyako's usually-burning eyes looked colder than steel as she rushed forward. She dodged one of the wakizashi and then unsheathed her sword to block the other, quickly delivering a round kick to the man's stomach. With a grunt, he fell on the ground almost hitting his comrade, but the other was quick to dodge as he jumped in the air with one leg aiming for Miyako's head. She blocked with her sword, but he turned in the air and was now trying to kick her with his other leg.

The man's eyes widened in confusion as the girl simply disappeared before his eyes, his leg hitting nothing but air. It was already too late when he noticed her above him. *She jumped in the air? How could she dodge so fast?*

With a battlecry, the woman brought her katana down on him, gaining even more speed and force from her fall downwards. The man was sent flying to the ground with a crash, and a cloud of dust rose up in the air. Miyako landed elegantly on the ground and waited 'till the dust cleared. When it finally did, she saw the shocked face of the remaining pirate.

"Garry!" The other pirate yelled in fear for his friend.

Miyako looked at the unmoving body beside her. "Don't worry, he's just unconscious, I used the back of my katana. I don't like needless killing." Even though her words meant mercy, her calm voice was cold as ice as she spoke.

She could see his fist clenching even though a small sign of relief crossed his features. *Maybe I can use this chance…* She decided to use the opportunity of his worry fo try and dissuade him from fighting her any further. "Why don't you spare yourself a beating. Take your friend and leave." She knew a chance for that actually happening was slim, but at least she gave them a choice. They couldn't say she didn't warn them later.

The man answered without hesitation, "Sorry, but Captain's orders are absolute." He took a stance - both wakizashi at the ready - before he rushed at her.

Miyako sighed in slight disappointment, but didn't say anything else. Obviously there was nothing she could say that would dissuade the man. She sheathed her katana and moved in a battoujutsu stance. In one fluid motion, Miyako made a step forward, unsheathing her katana in the process, everything done in lightning speed. In the next second the woman was behind him, both completely still. Then the man coughed some blood and fell forward on the ground, as both his weapons broke from her slice. Even though she sliced him, she knew he'll be fine if he gets treated. His wakizashi took most of the force of her cut, saving him from death. She held back enough not to kill him, making her cut weaker than it ordinarily was. She stood upright and sheathed her katana again.

Her eyes narrowed slightly and she tilted her head, looking behind her with the corner of her eyes. "Did you enjoy the show?"

~...~

"Did you enjoy the show?"

Law smirked at the girl's question. *So she noticed me.* "It was quite interesting…though I don't appreciate what you did to my nakama."

"Then why didn't you try and stop me?" The girl asked as she finally turned towards him.

Law's grin only widened. He was sitting on one of the tree branches, looking down at her. As he expected, she changed her clothes. "I could see the severity of your moves and knew you weren't trying to kill them. Still, imagine my surprise when I saw both of my nakama so easily defeated." Yet even as he finished his thought, there was no indication of surprise on his face, only amusement. "Nevertheless, I'm grateful you were so merciful miss…Miya-chan, was it?" He used a mocking tone that made Miyako's eye twitch, especially at the mention of the horrendous nickname she received in the auction house.

When he saw she had no intention of responding, Law jumped down and rested his long nodachi on his shoulder. He saw Miyako's hand reflexively rest on the hilt of her katana, which only made him smirk again.

"What do you want from me, Trafalgar Law?"

He tilted his head to the side while the smirk stayed present on his features. His steel grey eyes pierced through her burning gold ones. "If you know who I am, then surely you know what I want and why I'm here."

Now it was Miyako's turn to smirk with amusement. Her demeanor conveyed she was challenging him to try and capture her if he can. Law didn't look upset by it at all, though. On the contrary, he was pleased; he liked challenges.

~...~

Miyako was somewhat amused by the little staring contest they had there, but she also knew that the rest of his comrades could be coming any minute and she really didn't want to fight a whole pirate crew. If it came to that, though, she would gladly show them that a warrior from Wano was not to be underestimated, even if she was a woman.

"Well I'm sorry to disappoint you, but you will be leaving here empty handed. I have no intention of coming with you," she finally broke the silence.

Law's mirk didn't disappear and he looked like he was enjoying himself. He made a mockingly thoughtful face as he answered, "Well that's a shame…," before his expression twisted into a sinister grin. "But wouldn't it be better to come with me than go back to the auction house? You're still a slave after all, and I could simply take you there and buy you or get the reward money for returning you." He was a bit disappointed when Miyako's stare remained calm. He was hoping she would at least get enraged by this threat, but obviously it wasn't so easy to rile up this girl. "I will make a deal with you. Join my crew, not as a slave but a regular crewmember. You can have your freedom and I'll save myself 1050 000 Beri."

"Tch, what kind of freedom is that? I'll be your subordinate, who will have to listen to your orders, won't I?" She responded in a dismal voice as her expression darkened. Her eyes still had that cold look in them.

"Yes, but you will be treated with respect and as a human being like every other member of my crew. Quite different than what you would be if becoming a slave. So what do you say, miss Miya-"

"It's Miyako! Suzune Miyako!" The girl cut him off before he could repeat that ridiculous nickname again. She cursed her rashness at the sight of his amused expression. Obviously he could see she despised the nickname. She took a deep breath to compose herself again. "Unfortunately for you, I'll have to decline both of your propositions." She smirked at him again, that challenging stare back on her features.

Still, Law didn't look any less amused, perhaps even more so. "I guess I have no choice then," he unsheathed his nodachi as he spoke.

Miyako prepared herself too. She had seen his ability the day he fought that war robot, Pacifista, and knew he was a devil fruit user. She had no intention of getting sucked into his pace. He stepped forward and the girl made a step backwards with a smirk. "I've seen your ability and I know exactly in which radius you can create that sphere. I've made sure to analyze your fighting style carefully."

The faintest startled flash flickered in the captain's eyes for the first time that day. *When did she see me fight? Must have been at the auction house incident.* Yet he didn't appear worried. "I see. But only knowing my ability doesn't mean you can win against me."

*Egoistical!* Miyako thought in irate as she heard the man speak. *Well you shouldn't underestimate me either!* She charged at him and Law blocked with his nodachi. She thought that the length would be a setback for Law but she was surprised to see how fast and precise he was wielding the large sword. And he only needed one arm for it. Law swung at her side and Miyako dodged, jumping backwards. Quickly the pirate captain made a blue sphere around them. "Room" he called. But before he could swing with his nodachi, Miyako jumped in the air above the sphere and was now falling down with a swing ready to hit Law's head. An annoyed expression crossed his features as he had to move to block the attack with his sword, making the sphere disappear in the process. As the slash hit his sword, he felt the weight of its power come down on him and grabbed the hilt with both hands to block the powerful blow. She might have been holding back with his two crewmates, but she definitely wasn't holding back with him. Miyako jumped to the side, flipping in the air and landing on her feet not far behind him. He moved instantly, but was surprised to find her standing in her place, as if waiting for him to turn around. He raised an eyebrow questioningly and she answered, seeing the question in his eyes, "I don't like attacking people from behind."

Law smirked amused. "I see. How noble. But don't forget you're fighting a pirate."

Just as he said that, Miyako noticed something…a barely audible ticking noise. Her gaze searched around her through the tall grass, while still trying to keep her attention on Law. That's when she noticed a small black device in the grass. It had a red blinking light that kept flickering faster and faster. Her eyes widened. *Those explosive collars!*

Even though it only took her only a moment to realize her mistake, it was already too late. She jumped to get away, but the device blew near her and sent her flying in the nearest tree. The strength of the impact made her lose her grip on the katana and the sword fell beside her on the ground. Luckily, she was able to avoid the fatality of the blow when she jumped. If she had been standing there when it blew up, she would probably be missing a leg now. She tried to blink away the blurriness in her eyes as a pulsating headache ripped through her head. A piercing noise just wouldn't go away from her ears and everything around her was spinning. All sounds around her were fuzzy in her ears.

She knew her center for balance was messed up from the blast, but she still tried to get up. She could feel a sticky, liquid substance on her face and knew there was blood, probably coming from her ears. *But how…when?* Miyako tried to organize her thoughts and understand what the hell just happened. Suddenly she realized…she had landed in the same place Law was standing when they started the duel. *He put it there in the beginning? But how did he know…He couldn't have expected me to stand there.* But then she remembered the details of their fight. When she attacked him, he wasn't trying to push her away. And when he used his sphere, he knew it would be faster and more efficient to jump above than try and run out of it. He saw that move she used on his nakama earlier and knew she could jump high enough to dodge so it was natural to use that move. And when she hit his nodachi the only move she could do is flip and jump backwards…He planned everything. Miyako cursed mentally at her naivety. She underestimated him…no, she was careful not to, but she still didn't expect him to be this calculative.

Through her blurred vision, she could see his feet coming closer. She struggled to get up again, but her balance was still off. Somehow she pushed herself off the ground and on to her feet only to stumble sideways and lean against the first tree she could find. She searched around for her katana, but at that moment she realized with horror…she was already inside his blue sphere. By the time she tried to escape it, it was too late.

The sensation was sickening. The girl watched in dread as her right arm came off in the elbow. She screamed as it hurt just like any slice of the sword would, but she felt as if she could still move that hand. It reminded her of the "phantom limb" feeling where even though a limb was cut off, a person could still feel it there. A shiver went down her spine, and then her left leg was separated as well. Through her misty vision, Miyako could see Law's sadistic grin. He was enjoying this immensely. It was all too much. The continuous piercing noise in her ears, the sticky feeling of blood trickling down her face, the strong headache, her whole world spinning around her, and now even seeing her limbs separate from her body and fly by past her. Miyako could feel herself lose consciousness. "B-Bastard," she murmured before everything became black.

Glossary:

tsuba - the guard on the katana

battoujutsu - "the craft of drawing out the sword" A stance from which the samurai combines the drawing of a sword with an attack, all in one fluid motion.

Well that's all folks! At least for this chapter. Hope you liked it and stand by for new ones. (They'll be published very soon.)