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Alucard - Maaaaybeee, and I'm totally not gonna cover the Romance Dawn arc in this here chapter ya see?
all about party and crazy - Thanks for the correction, didn't notice it at the last second, a bit rusty with mixing languages that I forgot : P.
Now that's outta the way, On to the Story!
"I've come to take my revenge!" - Normal person speaking.
"Dude that was just over a bottle of Sake." - Inner thoughts/Telepathy.
"Yeah, grow up brat." - Beast speak.
"Real immature of the kid..." - Beast thoughts/Telepathy.
*11 Years Ago.*
Guess things didn't really go as well after that... I pondered in my head as I dangled from my hammock on the highest branches of the tree I'm currently resting on recollecting the events that led up to where I am now.
Truth be told I expected something silly to happen due to the knowing the crew I was with on a personal level but I never really anticipated much.
As expected the people weren't fond of us at first, even thought it was a raiding party at best. Their attitude to us brought be history of aggression
Though we couldn't blame them, most pirate's sail the seas as Morganeers so we held nothing against them.
After proving we held no ill will against them, they held us at a mild distrust but was smart enough to know the difference between a good pirate and a bad one.
That and they weren't one to pass up the increasing their alcohol prices, a good business sense, which even us Peace Mains could respect.
After months of settling down on Foosha Village, which was close to the sea and had its own port, the locals have grown rather fond of us, our unexpected joyous and silly attitude something they never though they could see in the normally vagabonds of the sea.
They still haven't dropped their alcohol prices, considering we stayed in the tavern or inns most of the time.
Other than that, it seems Foosha island has become our own home and could call its residents family, a thing we didn't expect to happen but wasn't a unwanted factor.
This should be a clear sign that relations can be repaired despite the history of hate with people with a history of bad blood.
Which means there is a slight chance that the heated conflict between pirates and marines can be repaired.
But along with the peaceful coexistence with the villagers another surprise jumped up our lap.
*Weeks earlier*
"I can say one phrase this more than the number of people I've beat down in my lifetime: 'Luffy, you are an idiot.'. What were you thinking when you decided to shove that dagger on your cheek?" I reprimanded worryingly as I coated my hand with green chakra to heal his wounds.
While the crew were generally partying once his wound were starting to heal and celebrated Luffy's idiocy.
Though one particular civilian, Makino, the Bartender of the Tavern and Luffy's adoptive mother was very worried and was constantly over my shoulder as I did what I could.
It had been a long time since the destruction of Mariejois but I made a decision not to overspecialize in Kenjutsu, practicing more in my weaker aspects, namely medical ninjutsu and genjutsu. One to make up the weakness of the crew doctor not able to be everywhere our crew is and two since the loss of a factor 'given' to me that made learning jutsu and memorising the steps easier.
I like to humble myself that I am slightly below Shizune on the levels of healing but I have yet to, possible even impossible to catch up with the Slug Sage and her apprentice in the terms of pure magnitude, innovative healing ideas that stretch even farther from just the Mystic Palm Technique and how to manipulate chakra to augment my physical abilities.
Besides, The Strength of a Hundred Seal is out of my reach anyways.
Though the Chakra Scalpel technique medic-nin weaponized and in particular Kabuto Yakushi mastered in was intruiging.
That aside, looks like the would will heal and luckily leave no scars which was thankful.
"Don't worry." Luffy prided once I signaled I was done with my work "It didn't hurt at all." all the while failing to prevent tears from flowing from his eyes due to the still apparent stinging.
Shanks shouted at Luffy to reprimand him for his brashness, but most tuned him out when he got so overworked on certain things.
"I'm not afraid of pain at all!" Luffy proclaimed, his sudden surge of happiness dulling the pain "So next time you should bring me with you!" bringing the group into a joyous occasion once more.
Sighing and finally chuckling at the antics of the crew, I walked to the bar and rested on one of the stools, arms rested on the table, continuing on my mind pondering about this world and how the my shinobi companions are faring.
This world is lucky, people are not separated due to hate, no major war caused voids of hate to flow in nearly everyone and a cycle of hate thrived.
Wondering how my shinobi friends would have changed if they lived in this world, heck even put villains like Danzo, Obito, Madara, hell even Orochimaru in the same situation, might have prevented them from growing corrupted or broken.
'Though Gai, Lee and Naruto would have thrived in a environment like this and Jiaraya would always be a super pervert wherever he goes.' I mused in my head as I chuckled at the thought of the Youthful duo celebrating with Shanks crew and not be looked at in embarassment and Jiaraya being kicked out of Bathing Houses by women in this word.
Unfortunately my mind went on a darker path as I thought of the close people I unwillingly and unintentionally left behind.
'My brat of a squad, Gaara, Naruto, Sakura, Hinata, and so many others that I can barely have the time to name...' I depressingly thought in my head as I have yet to find a chance to return home.
'Shizune...' my thoughts and loneliness betraying me to the clutches of my Dark side.
I sensed a slight vibration on the table in front of me, looking up I see the bartender Makino placing a mug of alcohol in front of me, miraculously & unknowingly saving me out of my thoughts. A bright and thankful smile on her face.
She had been the kindest person they have met in this village, being very polite and generous with them, always having an open door for us and even giving us a discount in the alcohol served in her tavern.
I still paid back the full price of all the drinks the crew drank and helped clean up when the rest have went back to their own lodgings (inn or the ship) ahead of me.
Casualy talking led to one thing and another and now we were in an slow and easy relationship, dating a few times, but I didn't feel like going further as I didn't want her to be in love with someone who had a violent history and was always away with a chance of death in his adventures. So I kept thinking we were just dating as friends.
"Shanks told me you preferred Sake over the other drinks." Nodding at her informed fact about me and also thankful for the drink, I accept the mug and downed the drink in one go and sighing in relief giving her a thankful smile in her way.
Sitting next to me and thankfully, on my side where she was not in sight of Shanks from where he's sitting due to me being visual obstacle.
We sat there of a moment, somehow enjoying the calm silence that was around just the two of us despite the noisy and rousy mess around us.
"Thank you for healing his wounds Hokurou-san." she broke the silence between us and thankfully the idiots (still MY idiots) were preoccupied with their celebration to hear her "The doctor here would have patched Luffy's wound up but would have left a scar yet you stepped in to help when it wasn't your problem."
Shaking my head at her idea of what my intentions, I explained "I don't really care for anything." she looked at me with shock, which I quickly remedied "I see a person, I help them, I don't care for the 'who' and I don't really have or need a 'why' to explain helping people." making her kind smile which I don't know why I shied away from.
"Besides, the brat somehow wormed his way into my nakama, now I've gotta take care of the blunderings of my little brother as is my responsibility right?" earning bright smiles from both of us.
Though the moment between us and the celebrations around us were halted when the door to the tavern was slammed wide open.
A group of thugs walked into the room, wearing the same rugged uniform and head bands, their weapons shown clear as day. But one person in the gang was prominent out of all of them.
"So these are pirates?" Gloated the person who I theorized to be the leader "They don't look like much to me." I'm already planning on multiple ways on killing this man as I recognize this low life's face from the wanted poster in the town hall.
Apart from that, one thing was also clear for me and the crew.
The glare sent by Shanks to us sending the clear message to not fight.
Dammit, this teme's below our time but I'm not just gonna let him insult our pride.
The rest of his insults were filtered out by the crew but the civilians like Luffy and Makino weren't used to things like this, one was seeing someone insult her great friends.
Another was seeing someone shame his hero's.
After the bandit leaders pathetic attempts at making a threat at Shanks life were also ignored and we just continued on our merry way once the wastes left the area.
Though Luffy and Makino weren't taking this well.
The bartender was worriedly asking if Shanks was alright while Luffy felt betrayed due to the inaction of me and the crew and made for the door.
Shanks reached out, grabbing Luffy's arm, trying to cheer him up that it wasn't something to kick up a fuss for.
But what happened next was shocking for the taverns occupants for two different reasons.
One because of the strange phenomenon.
Two, that something just went wrong, very very wrong.
As Luffy continued on his way to the door, uninhibited or halted by Shanks hold on his arm.
Luffy's arm LITERALLY stretched from his position back to Shank's spot where he was still holding the kids hand.
Lucky and I rushed over to the exceptionally hidden spot where we hidden the small chest, the safest spot we planned for days to keep secure, had most of the crew stationed there on a daily basis to keep it secret and had various locks on it, most stowed away on the most trusted crew to make sure its contents were safe.
And there it was, shamelessly open for all to see, the guards themselves shocked at its condition that they never noticed and its contents currently inside the stomach of one slippery brat.
I didn't know what happened next, Lucky was rushing over to the rest of the group while Makino was worriedly fawning over my currently flat-on-the-floor form with tears flowing from my eyes.
'Why did I have to go and jinx us?' I depressingly thought in my mind as I feared how we would deal with this now.
(Days after the "Elastic Brat" incident)
"Well at least he's taking this better than any of us could expect." I thought to myself aloud as I evaluated Luffy's training result while the kid himself was going back to the village.
Shrugging at the kid's naturally cheery attitude, I walked out of the training field I created to the tree home I made myself outside of town.
He saw most of the crew as his heroes but he seems to be at an impasse due to yesterday and with what to think of me, since I was also a member of Shanks crew, so had just called me "Aniki" or "Big Brother" till he can make up his mind.
With nothing that can be done since the Gomu Gomu powers have already transferred into Luffy, we decided to at least train the kid in what his powers would give him almost supernatural affinity with.
It's only been a few days since the incident but since I'm adopting 'half' of the Pervy-Sage's training regime/sadism and Gai-sama's determination, Luffy's doing well with Close combat, and is learning to use his powers to catch opponents out of guard and to hit them in angles they normally wouldn't expect.
Swords and anything involved with pointy objects is a Big No to avoid as his powers put him in a deadly disadvantage against those.
Luckily he's doing well with the "External" art of the Strong Fist style, aiming to improve his body and physical prowess, and once he's done with that, I'm teaching him the "Hard" art of the Strong Fist style that allows him to meet and counter an opponents incoming force with an equal and/or overwhelming force.
Though it would be interesting that once he got older to teach him the "Drunken Fist style"that Gai and Lee excelled at, since his already flowy and free moving body doesn't need the use of alcohol to administer the effects needed to perform the style, which means no time limit as to how long the style can be used and none of the effects of alcohol weakening him, so only his physical prowess needs to be improved before I teach him that.
But before I could ponder more on what to do, I sense my alarm seals alerted me that someone had entered the area, in particular the training field, a female civilian, feeling distressed?
Flickering back over to the field, I see that it was Makino, and her face could say it all..
Something was wrong...
"It's Luffy..." Her voice ragged and tired as it seemed like she was running in water the entire time, her normally cheery, beautiful face struck by fear and sadness.
"...Bandits!" My eyes nearly bulge out as I knew full well what she was referring to, before quickly catching her from falling due to fainting
'So they didn't leave the town!' I thought gravely and joyfully in my head, one fearing what they would have done to him and two at the idea of cashing in the bounty while making that Bandit leader regret that he even looked at the crew to begin with.
"I'll protect him." I promised her, pushing out the dark thoughts in my head, her trust in me to protect the kid giving me more considerable strength.
Summoning a Shadow Clone to help Makino back to the tree house to properly rest while I rushed back to the village, my speed meant I would arrive in a few seconds, large Nodachi sword in hand as I prayed that Luffy was still alright until then.
/No POV 3rd Person/ (Location: Village centre.)
"I won't let you get away with this!" Luffy screamed at the top of my lungs as he struggled against the rope that restrained him from his chest to ankles.
"And what are you gonna do brat?" Mocked the smug Bandit leader, a black eye prominent on his face, "Bite me?" before laughing his ass off, acting all mighty when his opponent can't do anything but be scared as shit when a kid managed to nail him good in the eye.
'To be honest, the rest of the bandits are shit compared to Aniki's strength, his highly demanding training put me in better shape than my previous self, now my punch is as strong as a cannon's!' The Luffy thought in his mind ignoring the stupidity above him.
'Too bad they got the jump on me when they surrounded and overwhelmed me...' He thought frankly as he felt cuts all over his body as any blunt attacks had no hold on his state but the post prominent was the wound on his left cheek, a old wound reopened and was being smudged on the dirt ground, all other wounds on his body palling in comparison.
"We'll be taking all the money and women in this village, no one can interfere." Demanded the leader to the village elder and the people, his men easily threatening them from saving the young kid, before pulling out a Flintlock pistol.
"And if you don't comply." aiming the pistol directly at Luffy's head "This is what'll happen."
'Shanks, Aniki please save my family!' Luffy pleaded in my mind as he let loose a waterfall of tears while he flashed the brightest smile, the thought of death never fazed him but the other threat of the people he considered his nakama losing everything was weighing too heavily in his mind.
But before the leader could pull the trigger...
Shhhhhunk! Glish!
A scream eminated from the leaders gaping mouth, causing his lackeys too look back in surprise as to what happened and giving the villages ample space to see what occurred.
The sight before them shocked them to gaping faces, while the Bandits whimpered in fear.
To Luffy's side, a man holding a very large sword had sliced off the leaders left arm arm, blood was gushing from the bandits stump of an arm as he stumbled back clumsily, shouting madly at the bloody stump. The Nodachi wielding man holding his blade executioner style, the blade nearly going for the restrained kid's neck.
"You alright brat?" the mans voice asked rather rudely, but after just a few days of training with a certain person made Luffy easily recognize the slightly sadistic voice.
"Aniki!" Luffy shouted cheerfully at him, despite his blade still dangerously close to the back of his neck "You made it to the fight, I was about to kick their asses!" he prided to him as Hokurou titled his blade for his next slashing move to cut off the rope that restrained him.
"Trying to beat them with all out limbs tied up? Don't kid yourself kid." He shot back, stabbing the blade to the ground, picking me up and dusting me off before giving him a hug.
"What did I tell you about rushing into fights on your own?" His tone now more worried and shocked.
"But they started it." pointing back at the group of bandits, now completely hysterical that the kid had just returned the sworded man's attention towards them "They were gonna raid this village and take all the women and money!" they were now even more scared as he revealed their intentions to this place.
"Oh really?" Hokurou questioned darkly, standing up fully once more, returning his grip to the large sword.
"Shame my crew's pride, mock us and treat us like dirt all you like but..." he started before everyone noticed another group standing beside the young man and the child.
"I'll never forgive anyone who messes with my friends!" Finished Shanks with the rest of his crew in tow, his tone full of anger which the villagers never thought to see in one of the joyous crew, less especially the captain.
Both Hokurou and Shanks were emanating two different aura's from themselves,
Shanks had a pale grey aura surrounding him, seemingly negating all the colour the world around him had without affecting himself.
Hokurou had a pure white aura surrounding him, but it was clinging to him like he was on fire, red flames prominating over his own eyes.
The villagers were unaffected by its effects but we still felt uneasy around them, but the crew seemed completely used to this.
The bandits were nothing but terrified.
"D-do-don't come any closer!" shouted one of the bandits, pointing his pistol at the duo.
"I'm bored already captain, I'm leaving the rest to you." Hokurou said to Shanks who merely nodded slightly, not even taking his eyes away from the bandits, but the young blade wielder wasn't done yet as he turned to the bandit who was holding the pistol.
"One. You don't use those to just threaten." he pointed out before out of nowhere Lucky was right beside the said bandit, shooting his pistol to the side of the bandits head, flinging the now dead bandit away from the fat pirate's position due to the force.
The civilians were shocked at the violence and death but weren't saddened by it, while the pirates were pulled from their fear due to the Hokurou's mentioning of him not participating in the fight and the death of one of their comrade's.
"N-no-Now you've done it you bastards!" One of them shouted out "That was dirty!" the others looking at them with incredulous looks at their contradiction.
"Two. We're pirates." Shanks corrected which was finished by Beckman "We're not saints."
It was then that the villagers witnessed the greatest beat down they've ever seen, for civilians and land huggers that is, Shanks First Mate Beckman never needed to fire a single shot and used his musket as a club to defeat all the rushing bandits.
While the Bandit leader was sitting where he was, his body gone numb to the blinding pain and was now fully attentive of what was happening to his men and looking at us in fear.
But he still found the commendable will to stand up and throw down a smoke bomb to escape.
Seeing that he had escaped was shocking for the crew and the villagers but Hokurou didn't really care,
'he wasn't worth being dealt with Silent Killing in that moment anyway.' He thought coldly before deciding that he had other things to deal with.
"I'll be going now." States Hokurou who had picked Luffy up carefully and moved out to the villages clinic to proper treatment to heal his wounds.
Though he did leave the bandit a surprise when the bandit made his escape to the sea.
A half hour later, a scream came from the direction of the sea and the some of the locals were sure they saw the "Lord of the Coast" swallow up a small boat that had a one-armed man on it, while there were little doubts at who the poor victim was, they were not remorseful about it.
But even then, Shanks crew had already gone to partying in the tavern, turning the people's uneasiness to annoyance at the crews idiocy.
Which was bolstered to justified arrogance when Hokurou had paid the village leader a large amount of Belly's for the damages to the town and the 'forgotten' pay for the emptied supply of sake days ago and the quickly draining sake supply due to the current party.
"Those guys are gonna empty my share soon enough." Groaned Hokurou as he left the clinic finished healing Luffy, but the wound on his cheek would definitely leave a scar now, while equally distraught at the thought of working for his money once more.
'Welp, I could always use Shadow Clones to do multiple jobs anyway...' Hokurou compensated in my mind as he thought more on what had just happened on the week alone.
'I wonder what's gonna happen next...' he pondered to myself as he went back to my treehouse, intent on finding out why his clone has yet to disperse.
OMAKE
While the Master rushed back to town, the clone had taken Makino to the treehouse, while annoyed that he was left out of a fight, still took care of the woman as the Master seems to have close and caring relationship with her.
Entering the surprisingly large and complex tree house structure and placing her at one of the guest room's bed he sat at a nearby wooden chair to watch over her and waited till she regained consciousness.
He was short of annoyed that the Master had left our some details in what was happening and who this woman was 'Off to crush some scum. Protect this woman.' Was the only thing the Master said before he left for the nearby village.
But before he could think on it further, he was roused from his mental rant when the woman had been rolling, turning and grumbling in her rest, something in her mind obviously bothering her.
Though he was annoyed with the Master, he was still part of the original and he could not just stay there with the woman being in such stress and also shared a level of concern and care for the woman.
Taking her hand in his and humming a soothing tone to relax the resting woman.
This seemed to have an effect on her as her scrunched up face had eased up and her beautiful face had earned more serenity and grace.
'I wouldn't doubt if Master had felt attraction to her.' chuckling to himself as he studied the womans peaceful rest, now wondering if the Master and this woman was in a relationship.
But his thoughts were once interrupted by the woman suddenly sitting up shouting "Luffy!" looking very worried that she was in a completely unknown place.
Quick to ease her shock, the clone went up to her and placed his hand on her shoulder, earning a shocked reaction from her and a slightly worried and guilty look from him seeing her get surprised.
"Hokurou-san? Why are we here?" 'Ah, so she thinks I'm the original, well time for some payback.' The clone thought mischievously as he intended to answer her worries.
"You fainted when you came to the training field, I got you here to my house before I went back to the village." Using the knowledge I had from the quick orders of his Master to connect the dots.
"Are the villager's fine?" Makino asked quickly "Is Luffy alright?" not giving him enough time to answer both.
Chuckling slightly at her over worrying which he could clearly as a very thoughtful and caring personality, after snickering at her pouting face he answered confidently.
"Of course." while he didn't know that, he knew full well that the Master was very, very powerful, if bandits were the only thing that he was dealing with then there was nothing to worry about "I'm surprised at your lack of faith on me." he continued with a mock-sadness, betting his life that he was correct with his Masters familiarity with the woman.
Blushing embarrassingly Makino quickly answered "Ah! N-nono-no!" not really noticing the clone's joke "I-iit's just that I'm really worried for my nakama but I knew you'd save them" looking up at him with thankful and admiring eyes.
'That's it, Master must be blind if he doesn't feel an attraction to this pretty woman.' he thought nonchalantly in my head as he was now confident that the Master's care and concern for her must mean something more.
"Why don't you rest here for now." he suggested bringing up a surprised face from the woman which was quickly remedied "This is just a guest room, and it looks like you still need to rest as you were very tired when you came to me." calming her a bit but the slight blush on her face never lifted.
"A-a-alright then." she conceded, as the only reason she sat up so quickly was because of the adrenaline from waking up from her nightmare but her body was still strained for running so fast.
Smiling at her sincerely "Get some rest." the clone said before making his way out of the room to dispel, as he lost the want to prank the Master as he didn't want to manipulate the woman.
"Ah wait!" Makino shouted at him, stopping him just at the door, looking back at her confusingly she continued "Can you stay here with me?" earning a surprised look and blush from the clone himself.
'He-h-he must be in a relationship with her!' the clone thought confidently as he went back to a seat nearby the bed.
"Don't worry I'll stay here." assuring her as he made to sit nearby her, but it looked like she wasn't having that.
Though straining herself, she pulled the clone into the bed beside.
"Uh w-wa-wait!" the clone said frantically "W-w-we shouldn't be doing this!" 'I thought I was the one to take charge in pranking the master!'.
Silencing him with a deathly glare rivaling Tsunade's, she rested her head on his chest,
"Stop trying to push me away." She pleaded suddenly, pulling the clone out of his shock "I can handle you not being here most of the time, you traveling your life on the seas but I want to be more than just friends." suddenly becoming very sad.
Seemingly giving up trying to make sense of what had happened between the woman and the Master, the clone sighed before wrapping his arms around her, seemingly cheering her up considerably as she slept serenely holding him.
'Master is so going to kill me...' the clone thought gravely to myself as he knew full well that he was but a fraction of the original so he wouldn't stand a chance.
That was before an idea had gone into his head and he had set a devious plan for the Master.
/minutes later/
"What the-" The whispered voice of Hokurou could say as when he went up to the guest room before his body was switched with the clone.
Looking beside him, was the beauty Makino who was resting her head on his chest and her arms wrapped tightly around his body, not willing to let go.
He could only glare at his clone who had a mirthful look in his face at the trickery his own clone pulled off on him.
Before the clone dispelled himself, sending all the information it learned directly unto Hokurou's memories.
What he experienced shocked him and opened his eyes in a way to how Makino felt about him.
Looking back at the sleeping beauty, he sighed before he let himself fall to sleep his arms around her as well.
'This is gonna be an interesting life..' Hokurou though solemnly to myself as he let the bliss of sleep take over.
Thankfully one of them felt very serene and thankful at the lack of nightmares due to the guardian angel watching over her sleep.
*End.*