I sat in the endless darkness for- well, my sense of time wasn't very reliable at the time.
"Yubi is pretty sure we're going to spend the rest of our lives in this stupid store." A high-pitched feminine voiced sounded out all around me.
"W-whose there?"
"Well, If the old man every has kids one of them might take you out." A deep, raspy voice sounded out iresponsece.
"Hello?"
"Does that old man really look like he's going to be having kids anytime soon?" The feminine voice said despondently.
"Can anybody hear me?"
"Hehe, He would make some uuuugly babies." The deep voice agreed with a chuckle.
"Ummmm?"
As I focused more on their voices, they attained a directional aspect. The deep and raspy voice came from no more than a foot to my left. While the high-pitched, more feminine voice came from far in front and to the left of me.
"Yubi thinks that somebody might take you out though. Yubi thinks that it will probably be some rookie with no skill trying to get a cheap sword though." The high-pitched one voiced with what sounded like a sweatdrop.
"Who are you people?!"
"I wish he had priced me higher. At least then the chance of an actual swordsman buying me would be higher." The raspy-voiced one sighed.
"STOP IGNORING ME!" I screamed.
"..."
"..."
"Kit? Did you lessen your presence?" The feminine voiced asked with worry.
"No, he must have just overcome it like you did." The raspy voice dubbed as 'Kit' responded.
"Huh? Who are you?! And why can't I see anything?! Where am I?! What are your names?!" I spewed.
"SHUT UP!" Kit growled. "You're giving me a headache."
"Meep..."
"Cmon Kit, you're scaring the new kid. Call me Yubi." The voice said with a smile. "What's your name potential new friend?"
"I guess it's better to just tell them. I'm Christofer Aiden."
"That's an, let's just say unusual, name." Yubi giggled.
"Did your forge name you after themselves?" Kit asked.
"My forge?" I asked.
"Ya know. Your forge as in the ones who made you. Yubi's was named Sugg!" Yubi chimed in.
"You mean like my mom and dad?"
"Whatever you want to call them." Kit sighed.
"Uh, well the name Aiden has been passed down through my family for as long as I can remember. So yeah."
"Cool!" Yubi said.
"Whatever." Kit groaned.
"Cmon Kit! You don't have to talk but you can at least stop blinding the poor kid."
Kit replied with a "Hmph" before my vision slowly began to clear and I was able to get a clear view of my environment.
"This is the shop where Zoro got his swords," I whispered to myself.
"What's with that face? You look like you've never been on the Plain before," Kit said from behind me. Kit wore a reddish-brown jacket on top of a gold, red striped shirt. He wore a long tattered red scarf that obscured the lower half of his face and seemed to float around his body. He had piercing gold eyes, his hair was a spiky grey and silver in the pattern of flames, and He had glowing red semi-translucent skin. He looked to be in his late 20's.
"The Plain?" I said. I turned to face him and I caught sight of my reflection in a large mirror. I was wearing the same dark green hoodie and jeans I was wearing before I left but now my hoodie was covered in a mix of olive green, brown, and light green circles.
"Don't play dumb. You couldn't have not been on the Plain before.
"I'm... not joking," I said as I scratched the back of my head sheepishly.
For a few minutes Kit just eyed me analytically causing me to fidget uncomfortably. After 5 minutes he finally said something, "You're a katana, right? Or are you a Shirasaya or something?"
"Um, I'm just a normal person. I'm mean last time a checked, at least." I said the last phrase with a small hint of worry in my voice.
Another few minutes went by as Kit started staring at me again But eventually, he stopped, thankfully. "Did you eat a nasty tasting fruit recently?" He asked as if he was asking a child.
"No, I didn't eat a devil fruit..."
"Oh. Then you're just insane."
"I'M NOT FUCKING INSANE!"
"Oh. Then your just an amnesiac."
I sighed heavily, "I DON'T HAVE AMNESIA DAMN IT!"
15 Minutes Later...
"I don't have a flesh-eating disease that caused me to fall down a hole and onto a devil fruit either..."
Kit had been quizzing me on all of the possible causes of my predicament for the last 10 minutes. I spent that time exploring the store and trying to identify where in the timeline I was. I had obviously been dumped before the lougetown arc. But the problem was that I didn't know how long before lougetown I was. I mean, Luffy could have had just eaten the Gum-Gum Fruit and I wouldn't know the difference.
I had long since deduced that Kit was the shortening for Kitetsu making Kit's true identity that of Sandai Kitetsu. Knowing this, I also confirmed that Yubi was short for Yubishiri.
I walked aimlessly around the store. I was so deep in thought that Kit's voice faded into nothing.
"Watcha thinking 'bout?" After a light tap on my shoulder, I turned to see a woman with a bright smile. She wore a white, gold-flowered kimono and a golden choker. Her white semi-translucent skin was surrounded by a warm white aura. She looked to be somewhere between 18 and 20.
"How does Yubi look?" she asked
"You look good Yubi," I said with a smile before adopting a curious look. "How old are you Yubi?"
She was shocked for a second before she put on a pout, "It's not polite to ask a girl her age, ya know."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Forget I ever asked." I said sheepishly as I made to walk away.
"Yubi is 800-years-old."
I froze and turn around to face her, "Wai wah?"
"It's Yubi turn to ask the questions!" She exclaimed. "How old is Mr. Christofer?"
"Wait I think you need to explain how it's possible that your-"
"Wait your turn!" Yubi yelled before thumping my forehead.
"Ow! Damn it you! OW! Could you st- OW! STO- OW! OK OK!" I said as I clutched my thoroughly thumped forehead. "I'm 17- OW FUCK! I ANSWERED YOUR DAMN QUE-"
"You look a little old to be 17." She interrupted me.
"Well, you look a little young to be 800," I grumbled. "You owe me an explanation."
"Yubi think's you should go first."
"No, you go fir-" I brought my hand up just in time to defend against the thump aiming for the left side of my forehead, "HA HA! TAKE THAT B-", Only to receive an extra powerful flick to the right side of my forehead that sent me tumbling to the ground. "OW! GOD DAMN IT! FINE!"
1 Minute & 12 Seconds Later...
"-And then you thumped me in the forehead 100 times..." I explained to her the whole story of how I ended up where I was. I left out my 'chat' with IT and the fact that I was from another world so the explanation was relatively short and, frankly, unnecessary.
"... I don't believe you!" She said with a cheeky smile as a vein appeared on my forehead.
I made to yell her head off but I was interrupted by the jingling the of bells attached to the front door of the shop. "This isn't over," I said with a promising glare. I got up from the floor and strode to the front of the store, ignoring Yubi's mischievous giggles.
A part of me was hoping to see a certain misdirected moss-head with a bandana around his arm. But another part of me was dreading it. The later part was driven by a primal fear of the unknown as most memories I had predating Jaya, sans the important events, were fuzzy.
I took a deep breath as I reached the corner. "Ok... here we go." I rounded the corner and strode intently down the hall and through the doorway. The man I say was definitely not Roronoa Zoro. He was basically your stereotypical One Piece "Bad Pirate". He was an overweight, ugly, smug-looking pirate. An overweight, ugly, smug-looking pirate who was surrounded by equally smug-looking goons.
"Oh shit."
Meanwhile, In another realm...
* Thrue28 has joined the group chat! *
-Thrue28- Hey 4k? Ya still here buddy?
-Downey Jr.- Nope! Just us intellectuals.
-Thrue28- Damn it. Ya know, you're a real asshole for whisking 4k away like that.
-Still Downey Jr.- You're the one who abandoned your best friend in his time of need.
-Thrue28- Fuck you... I know that him not being back yet means that he probably died.
-Downey Sr.- Yeah... I was hoping he would put on a better show.
-Thrue28- A better show? A BETTER SHOW?! YOU JUST FUCKING KILLED MY LO- BEST FRIEND AND YOU'RE WORRIED ABOUT HIS GOD DAMN STAGE PERFORMANCE?!
-Still Downey Sr.- Why don't you go help him out? Maybe he won't die this time if he has the "Power of Lo- Friendship". Or maybe you'll die too?
-Thrue28- ...
-Downey III- You won't know unless you try!
-Thrue28- ...
Thrue abruptly sat up from her desk. She had a look in her eyes. A look of determination and rage. A look that, if it had been animated, would have looked identical to a certain someone's. She picked her phone off of the dest and put it in her pockets before storming out of her room and over to her brother/roommate's room. She pulled a steel case out from under his bed before storming out and into the kitchen. She opened the grey refrigerator and pulled out a KitKat and a Klondike Bar. After she had put a few other things in order she strode back to her computer.
-Thrue28- I want them to refill.
-Still D-you get it- You've got spunk girlie. I LIKE IT!
-Thrue28- Just hurry up an dro- I'm gonna fucking kill you when this is over
-FED-That never get's old...
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-fed- SHIT! NONONO I NEED MORE TI-
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Thrue28 AN: So I made 4k wait to look at the reviews. Wait for it... wait for i-
Quincy4k AN: AIIIAAAAAHHH! SENPAI NOTICED ME! *bows profusely* I AM NOT WORTHY!
Thrue28 AN: He'll be like this for a while...