Disclaimer: Pssh, as if I would ever own One Piece! Not that I wouldn't totally love it if I did!
Author's Note: I went a little bit more into detail about Nieve's outfit because I feel that I didn't really explain it fully in earlier chapters and it seemed as if you had to guess what she was wearing so I just went ahead and cleared that up for you. Since I am horrible at drawing clothes and such and I can't find a picture anywhere similar to what it looks like, I'm afraid you'll just have to imagine it yourselves. And in case you were wondering, she walks around barefoot because I can't see her wearing anything with that outfit.
Also, I'm sorry if it seems a bit crappy towards the end. It was way the heck past my bedtime and I was really tired but I wanted to get this done with so sorry about that.
PLEASE REVIEW! I'm sorry it takes me so long to find inspiration to write this. Enjoy!
-jacob-emmettluvr :)
**Inspired by Na Na Na by My Chemical Romance
Chapter Five: The Dragon, the Ghost Princess, and the Zoro
Nieve grumbled incoherently. The sound of her stomach growling disturbed her in her sleep. Grunting, she rolled over and readjusted her tight grip on her downy pillow, nearly squeezing the feathers right out of it. She began to drool profusely as she imagined she could smell the juicy steak Zoro had put out for her in her imagination.
"No…stay away from Nieve with that huge thing! Nieve still has to finish the first one!" She whined in her dream. The steak looked delicious and even in her dream, Nieve was drooling profusely as she hungrily stared at the hunk of meat. Right beside it was the biggest turkey she had ever seen. It steamed slightly and the leg she had just taken a bite out of sizzled for its skin still was burning hot. Her eyes glided further down the food-filled table and sitting directly across from her was Zoro—except, it wasn't Zoro. This Zoro was incredibly sexy looking, with an undone green bow-tie hanging around his neck and a foxy smile playing on his lips. He was wearing his usual black pants and green sash, but instead of his boring white shirt, he was wearing an unbuttoned dress-shirt that was white as snow, giving Nieve a perfect view of his nicely toned abs. She had thought Zoro was attractive, but not like that.
"Mmm, you look yummy Zoro-sama!" She cooed. He didn't look surprised to be called "yummy" and he surprised Nieve by giving her a very sneaky grin and winking seductively at her. He motioned towards the untouched steak.
"Eat, my lovely snow-bird. You must be hungry after walking through that dark forest," he said, voice uncharacteristically deep and husky. Pleasant chills went up Nieve's spine. Since when did he know that Nieve meant snow in Spanish? This was all way too good for her. Definitely one of her best dreams yet, but still a dream nonetheless. Nice food and a Spanish-speaking man? This was too much for even her, yet part of her didn't want it to end.
"Zoro-sama, you're making Nieve so hungry! How can Nieve eat that delicious steak if Nieve still has to finish her tasty turkey you made for her? Oh…well, if you insist…oh it tastes so good! Give me more, Zoro-sama! MORE!"
She hadn't realized she had been talking out loud while still asleep. The real Zoro, who was sitting on a stool next to her bed, felt a vein pulsing near the front of his head and he had to use all of his self-control not to flip the mattress over and send the sleeping girl flying. Zoro could not take it anymore. How anyone could possibly yell in their sleep and not wake up was incredible to him. He didn't know what kind of dream she was having, but he didn't want to find out. It sounds sexual, he thought. He clenched his teeth, his face hot with embarrassment.
"Give me more, Zoro-sama! MORE!" she moaned once again, a faint blush on her cheeks as she rolled over the covers.
"Nieve, wake up!" He snapped, his patience all but gone. The tan-skinned girl suddenly sat up, a tired yet alarmed look dawning on her pretty features.
"Wha...?" she said sleepily.
Trying to control his temper, Zoro managed out, "You were dreaming loud enough for the whole castle to hear you!"
Nieve glided her sleepy yellow gaze to Zoro and really looked at him for the first time. With her thoughts still filled with the Sexy-Dream-Zoro, she was unpleasantly shocked to see that he did not look, in any way, attractive (the only exception would be if he was shirtless, which he was). In fact, Zoro looked as if he had literally just walked out of a brawl between at least a dozen pirates. Bruises glared purple on several parts of his tan skin and a few bloody cuts told Nieve that he had actually been in an intense sword-fight with someone. His bottom-lip was bleeding and she noticed he refrained from ever opening his right eye, which had a thin vertical cut on it.
"Zoro-sama…what are you—WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR EYE!"
In spite of his injuries, Nieve could clearly feel the waves of triumph that floated off of him and, although he wasn't doing it now because he was upset with her, she was sure he would be smirking.
"Zoro-sama…you're hurt!" She said in surprise, her golden eyes suddenly wide with worry. He forgot he was annoyed with her and smiled cheekily at her.
"You should be thankful instead of surprised. I got us permission to leave the island, without having to fight our way off. Mihawk and I had a little…disagreement about it. Mostly because he was mad that we destroyed his castle. But he took his anger out on me and now we're free to go. We can leave the island at any time and hopefully we won't have to deal with that annoying witch-princess anymore."
Nieve did not share his enthusiasm.
"But, Nieve hasn't had anything to eat in days and you haven't even ridden me yet. Nieve has never had a passenger before either," she told him uncertainly.
"Well, I'm sure it can't be that hard. All I have to do is hang on, right? Get dressed and we'll go down and make some food for you. After that, we'll head out. Depending on how fast you can fly, we should be at the archipelago within a few days," he said, standing up and heading for the door.
"A few days? Nieve will have to eat so much that she'll probably get fat!" The dragon-girl whined but Zoro just slammed the door, deaf to her complaints. Rolling her eyes in annoyance, Nieve stood up and walked to the room's only dresser. There were no clothes inside, just a lot of dust, and since she was only wearing her underwear and a tank top, it looked as if she was going to have to wear her red yukata. She went over to where it was lying and picked it up, sniffing it hesitantly. It smelled alright and so she slipped it on.
It wasn't like a traditional yukata, or a kimono for that matter, for it carried a look that was custom made. It reached just above her ankles and a slit followed her lithe legs up to her thigh, revealing nothing but showing off much of her golden-brown legs. The sleeves were more traditional, but they had been styled so that they were still long and fanned out but they only reached her elbows. The sash that she tied tightly just underneath her breasts was thinner than most on usual festive clothes and the bow tied in the back wasn't huge and, in fact, it hung loosely with the ribbon-like fabric quite uneven.
She went over to the mirror and tied her hair up in her usual pony-tail, her hair reaching her mid-back, not minding that her bangs hung on either side of her face. She eventually stepped outside her room and found that Zoro was nowhere to be found. After a little exploring, she managed to find a bathroom that was supposedly used for guests and she used whatever products she could find, not sure if the unused toothbrush would be missed or if it was even sanitary to use it, since she didn't know who it belonged too.
After freshening up, she found Zoro impatiently waiting for her by a magnificent spiral staircase. He tossed a long object at her and she caught it by surprise, almost dropping it.
"Watch it!" She snapped.
"There's your sword back. You called it Niji, right? Don't lose it again," he grunted. She looked down at the dirty rags in her hands and she realized that it was indeed her beloved sword Niji. She looked up at Zoro, delight dancing in her eyes.
"Thank you!"
He didn't look any different than he had when she had first woken up. He was dressed in his usual black boots, dark green trousers, and he wore his favorite green sash and earrings. The cut on his eye inwardly disturbed her for some reason and so she looked somewhere else on his body instead. His upper half remained naked. She realized she had never seen his chest before and she stared slightly at the scar that curved across the surface of his skin.
"Zoro-sama that scar…" she trailed off, giving him a concerned look.
"Mihawk gave it to me awhile ago when I challenged him without knowing what I was doing," Zoro grunted, uncomfortable with this newfound emotion she had developed. When she looked confused, he explained,
"My dream is to become the world's greatest swordsman. To make a long story short, I was useless when my crew needed me most and because of that, we were scattered around the world and separated from our ship and from each other. I'm sorry if I seem pushy and bossy but it's only because I'm anxious about getting back to the island. I want to make sure everyone is okay and I can't do that if I keep getting sidetracked by all these distractions."
There was silence between them for a moment. Zoro's one-eyed gaze was dead serious and he locked eyes—eye—with Nieve's yellow orbs. He didn't look the least bit embarrassed or ashamed about what he had just said or that he just spilled a bit of his heart onto her. Nieve opened her mouth to say something in reply but Zoro had suddenly turned around and began walking down the stairs, leaving her behind.
"Hey, wait for Nieve!" She said and jogged after him.
Zoro walked down into the dining hall, ignoring Nieve's penetrating stares. He wished she would stop burning her gaze into his back and just leave him the hell alone. He knew her scars made her nervous and it was obvious that she couldn't stop staring at his eye. It was just a stupid eye—it wasn't like he got both of his arms chopped off or anything. Did she think he was handicapped because he couldn't see out of one eye? He snorted at the thought. He could still fight and protect her and slicing through steel wasn't any more difficult than it had been before he got in a fight with Mihawk. Why couldn't she just mind her own business and focus on how they were going to get off this island? As soon as she was done eating, Zoro would have to swallow his pride and put his life in her hands. Just the thought of it was nerve-racking. How was he ever going to become the world's greatest swordsman if he died out here first? Death by idiot. That stupid swirly-brow would get a kick out of that.
This made him stop walking. Would he ever get back to the Archipelago? Nieve was already proving to be more than a handful. Once again ignoring Nieve's startled and confused gaze, he continued walking and lead her back to where she had last lost consciousness. He didn't like how her look made it seem as if she was worried about him. She was worried about him?—Ridiculous! Just thinking about her irritated him sometimes.
"Well if it isn't the great Roronora Zoro and his delightful sidekick and lover?" Perona's high and mighty voice sneered from one of the (recently fixed) table's chairs. Her lips were curved in an amused smirk, per usual, and she twirled her bright pink hair around her index finger casually. She was wearing an outfit Zoro didn't recognize. She was wearing her usual black buckle up boots and pink and black leggings with a matching frilly skirt and a black corset top. Her ringlet hair was down and it easily reached her mid-back. For once, she seemed to be without her favorite oddly-shaped umbrella. Zoro barely glanced at her before heading over to the buffet table, which Mihawk had left out for the guests to devour the leftovers.
"I told you, we're not lovers," Zoro muttered as he picked cold bacon out of one of the trays and put it on a plate. Nieve hesitated before joining Zoro and grabbing a plate of her own, giving Perona a dirty look.
"What are you staring at? Jealous of my stylish outfit or my fabulous good looks?" Perona mocked, flicking her long hair over her shoulder. Zoro carried his now full plate over to the table sat down on the opposite side, ignoring the quarreling girls, and began to eat. The bacon was cold and stiff—a far cry from the meals Zoro was used to getting from that stupid ero-cook. But he hadn't eaten in days and who could blame him for choosing leftover bacon over starvation?
"What is your relationship with Zoro-sama?" Nieve demanded, her yellow eyes narrowing into slits. Perona scowled and dipped her nose into the air with a dignified "hmph!"
"I have no relationship whatsoever with someone with the likes of him! I consider him to be no more significant to me than a piece of trash lying in my path to freedom. The sooner I don't have to look at his ugly mug the better!"
Zoro abruptly stopped eating and scowled in the ghost princess' direction, glaring at her disdainful expression. I can hear you, you know, he wanted to say, but his mouth was full of bacon. Nieve only relaxed a little bit but then she stiffened up again and gave Zoro an accusing glare.
"Nieve will have you know what she will not tolerate giving free "rides" to random strangers and women whom you seem to have a crush on! If she wants to get off this island, she can find a different slave other than you because Nieve will not be giving anyone but you a ride off of this island," she said and walked over to the far end of the dining room, sat down on the ground, and began tearing apart her bacon. Perona glared in her direction as did Zoro, the irritation he had felt earlier returning full force.
"I am not her slave!" He said angrily.
Perona turned her cool gaze on him. "Oh yes you are! You may be a pirate like me but the Straw Hats are known to be pitifully nice pirates. Do you try to cheat your way out of repaying everyone who saves you?"
Zoro said nothing. She had got him there. He always kept his promises and, in some way, shape, or form, he was going to have to repay the ghost princess for saving his life—without becoming his slave. Her black eyes scanned his body and she made a disapproving face as she stared at his chest.
"Are you going to wear that all day?" She said, unable to help herself as she critically watched him frown and look down at himself.
"Yeah, why?"
She said nothing and turned away, apparently disgusted by his lack of fashion sense. This unnerved the green-haired swordsman to no end and he was sure that if he was in this room with these two women for much longer, he was going to explode.
"You, ghost witch!" Nieve exclaimed, suddenly appearing next to the table, between where Zoro and the alleged 'ghost witch' were sitting.
"Its princess!" Perona snapped. "And weren't you speaking in third-person just a second ago?"
Nieve pointed one dainty finger at Perona.
"I will allow you to ride on my back and I will take you off this island if you agree to free Zoro as your slave and not to attack us," she announced mightily.
"NO WAY!" Perona shouted, her eyes bug-eyed at such a ridiculous request.
"Why on earth would I want to ride piggy-back on you?"
"I am actually a dragon, sent by pirates to protect the gold on this island. However, I do not wish to guard their gold any longer and Zoro-sama and I have a plan to leave this island with him riding on my back. There is still room for one more, but only if you agree to let Zoro go."
"What a load of crap! You expect me to believe that you are a dragon in disguise? HOW STUPID DO YOU THINK I AM?"
Silently, Zoro realized that he had actually never seen Nieve in her dragon form. What if she was lying or what if she was really just stupid and made herself think that she actually was a mythical creature? Just like that, Zoro began to doubt the fool-proofness in his plan.
"Nieve will show you then," she said.
"There you go again with the third-person!" Perona exclaimed.
Nieve dropped her arm to her side and let it hang limply there. She closed her eyes and stood as still as a statue. After a couple moments of nothing happening, Zoro began to feel self-conscious that he had made the wrong decision and that he had never felt more stupid. Perona would never let him hear the end of it if Nieve turned out to be a fraud.
Perona and Zoro stared at Nieve for a bit longer before Nieve was suddenly swallowed up by an explosion of feathers. The snow white cloud of downy feathers swallowed her up, so much so that Zoro could not spot a single fiber of red, and the cloud grew slightly bigger and longer. Once the cloud of exploding feathers was as long as the huge table, the wind that had been slapping Zoro and Perona in the face ultimately disappeared and the feathers dispersed as well, leaving in their wake the most beautiful creature Zoro had ever seen.
The dragon that was Nieve had no wings and her long, snake-like body was covered in soft feathers that were as pure and white as freshly fallen snow. Her underbelly, which was made up of a harder plate of scales, was just as white and her narrow, almost dog-like face was aglow with two owl-like eyes that blinked yellow. She opened her mouth, revealing a row of razor sharp teeth that were kept hidden underneath her slender snout. She dug her claws into the ground, clawing up the castle's stone floor, and the long whiskers that sprouted out of her muzzle floated around her as if they had wings themselves, giving her an elegant and majestic look(A/N: Picture is available on my profile).
"EEEEHHH?" Perona shrieked and fell off of the table, backing up until she was pressed against the opposite wall. Zoro abruptly stood up out of his chair, knocking it over, looking just as shocked as surprised. His hands clamped around his swords but he hesitated in unsheathing them. The dragon made no move to attack and instead it looked curiously at the two of them, as if it found their reactions amusing.
Silence.
The dragon simply stared at the two of them while they stared back. Then—
HI ZORO-SAMA!
A voice that sounded just like Nieve's erupted inside Zoro's head and he flinched, falling over in surprise. Perona watched him with confusion and fear.
What do you think of my new body?
The voice sounded off again, quieter this time but still really loud, causing Zoro to grab his head.
"Aargh!" He hissed. "What the hell is this?"
Haha isn't it fun, Zoro-sama? I can communicate telepathically with you now!
"Nieve, cut that out! It's weird hearing you in my head!" The dragon seemed to frown and it flicked its tail, snorting. When it snorted, steam hissed out of its nostrils.
It's not like I can read your mind or anything. This is just so that you know what I'm thinking since I can't talk normally now.
The dragon crouched closer to the ground, dropping so low that it was almost lying on the floor.
Get on my back, Zoro-sama! Bring the ghost princess too. I'm going to take you to the cave where the pirate's gold is located.
Now getting a serious headache, Zoro got up off the ground and went over to where Perona was cowering.
"What do you want? W-what are you doing?" She demanded and let out a shriek when Zoro grabbed her around the waist and carried her to where the dragon was watching.
"Put me down at once! Negati—"
"Relax. Nieve is taking us to the cave where the pirates left their treasure."
He dropped Perona beside the table and walked up to the gorgeous white dragon. He took a deep breath and, using her elbow as a stepping-stair, climbed up onto her back. He looked around for something to hold on to that wouldn't hurt her but he found nothing.
You can use my whiskers. Don't worry, it won't hurt me—not unless you pulled on them as hard as you could or chopped them off.
He jumped at the sound of her voice and swore under his breath. He did as he was told and grabbed the two large whiskers that were twirling in the air around him and found that they were covered in tiny white hairs that tingled at his touch. They both looked at Perona who looked uncertainly back.
"Is it safe?" She asked. Zoro nodded and put his hand out for her to grab. After a moment of deliberation and staring at his hand, Perona made up her mind and slapped it aside. She climbed up onto Nieve's back as well and positioned herself just behind Zoro, looking uncomfortably at the dragon underneath her.
"No funny business. I haven't agreed to go along with your plan. As far as I'm concerned, you are my slave," she said sternly to Zoro. He grunted and said to Nieve's large head,
"We're ready."
The dragon nodded in response and crouched even lower to the ground. Zoro could feel her muscles tense and he knew she was preparing for a jump. Wait—there were four levels of solid stone above their heads. She wasn't stupid enough to be thinking of breaking through them, was she? Even if she managed to get out, he and Perona were sure to be knocked off or, at the very least, knocked out and fall off.
"Nieve wait—!"
Hold on!
He wasn't prepared for it at all when she suddenly dived forward. He had been expecting her to jump upwards but apparently this was not the case. He nearly lost his grip and flew off of her and he barely had time to readjust his grip on her whiskers before she literally rocketed out of the dining room. Perona let out an earsplitting scream and wrapped her arms around Zoro's waist, squeezing his wounds and hanging on for dear life. He clung to Nieve's whiskers like his life depended on it, which it kind of did, and did his best to fight against the wind as they flew through the many corridors of the castle. They were headed for the drawbridge at top speed, but Zoro had no way of telling her that it had been closed during the night. They neared the solid wood at top speed and Zoro wondered if she could even see that it was closed. If they crashed through that, he wasn't sure if he could hang on.
"PULL UP!" He shouted. Nieve glanced up at him and, at the very last second, turned upwards and ascended into a completely 180 degree climb. Zoro kept his legs clamped around her back, determined not to slip off and go flying, while Perona's grip on him considerably tightened and he winced at the pain. I hope she doesn't open up my wounds!
Instead of Nieve colliding with the ceiling, Zoro was surprised to see that she had found another spiral staircase and she easily flew right up through it without touching any of the railings at all. The top of the stairs was nearing fast and he was sure she was going to hit that if she didn't slow down.
"TURN LEFT!" He commanded. His voice was an octave higher than normal because he was convinced they were going to die. Nieve did as she was told and flew into another corridor. Farther ahead, Zoro saw a door open and as they went swooshing by, he locked eyes with none other than Mihawk, who looked uncharacteristically surprised. For a split second, everything seemed to be in slow motion as Mihawk opened his door and saw a white dragon, the green-haired swordsman Zoro, and a sobbing Perona flying past him at a break-neck speed. The moment was over in an instant and they continued on their fast-paced rampage.
Zoro didn't know how in the world he did it, but as they climbed up another spiral staircase, this time Nieve actually had to fly up the stairs because they were in one of the castle's narrow towers, he realized this lead to the same room he had first dived out of when he saved Nieve's life.
Nieve burst into the dark and utterly silent room at the top of the tower in a storm of white feathers and she did exactly what Zoro had wanted her to do. She exploded out of the newly repaired stained glass window, destroying the beautiful picture it had been. The beautiful glass shattered around them and they were thrust into the cool night air. Wait—night? Zoro looked around in surprise as they seemed to fly right in front of the huge moon, its orange glow washing over them like a tsunami. As they climbed higher into the sky, Zoro could now see almost the entire island and what he saw surprised him. Parts of the island were as dark as night, the moon's eerie glow washing over the dark patches of forest and the castle, while others were bright and sunny as they would be in the day time. This thoroughly confused him and he wanted to ask Perona why this was, but by way she was constricting the life out of him, he got the feeling she wouldn't want to talk.
After about five minutes of being in the air, Zoro relaxed and actually began to enjoy flying. It was peaceful and quiet up here and the cool breeze felt good against his hot skin. Perona relaxed as well and abruptly took her arms off of Zoro. He rolled his eyes at her stubbornness.
"How much farther is the cave?" He called to Nieve over the howl of the wind.
It's right underneath us. Hang on.
Zoro did as he told and he held on as the dragon slowly began to descend from the air. Perona squeaked and coiled her arms around Zoro's waist again. He felt an odd, lightweight feeling in the pit of his stomach and he didn't like it. They disappeared into the forest of trees and within moments the forest floor was visible. They touched down gently and Zoro and Perona hopped off of the dragon's back. It felt weird to be back on solid ground, without the constant swaying or adrenaline of flying. They looked at the dragon and watched as the dragon itself began to dissolve. In a fury of feathers the dragon disappeared within a cloud of down and once the cloud of feathers disappeared, all that remained was a tan-skinned girl in a red yukata. Nieve smiled pleasantly at them.
"The cave is this way," she said and skipped off in that direction. Zoro wanted to slap himself on the forehead and he followed the dragon-in-disguise up the rocky hill; Perona following his lead. Zoro didn't have to worry about them getting lost (considering it was Nieve that was leading them) because the cave itself was only a couple yards away. They followed Nieve inside and they were met with pitch black darkness. For a moment, he lost sight of Nieve and he was momentarily concerned until a light went on and the cave was suddenly lit up. His jaw dropped at what he had almost walked right into.
A large treasure chest of gold was stationed right in the middle of the cave. The chest was opening, revealing a belly full of golden coins and on either side of the wooden chest were twin mountains of gold coins. Decorating the magnificent piles were priceless jewels and other miscellaneous loot. He didn't need to look over at Perona to know that she had on a surprised face just like he did.
"This is why they kept you here?" Zoro asked. Nieve nodded.
Zoro frowned. "I thought you couldn't remember where it was."
Nieve smiled innocently. "I told you I don't lie all the time."
He rolled his eyes and grabbed a handful of treasure he found an unused sac that looked as if it might have been someone's wallet and dumped the coins into it until it was as full as possible. He tied the rest of the sac into a knot and stuffed it into his trouser's pocket. Perona and Nieve grabbed handfuls themselves and found similar objects to put them in. Once they collected enough money, the trio walked out of the cave and gathered in the dark clearing of the rocky hill.
"This will be enough to last us for the next two islands," Zoro said, genuinely pleased with all the booty they had managed to gather. Now all they had to do was get off this weird island. Nieve and Zoro both looked expectantly at Perona.
"What?" She snapped.
"Well? Are you coming with us?" Nieve replied excitedly.
Perona's round eyes narrowed as she stared thoughtfully between Nieve and Zoro. They could see the wheels turning in her head as she went over the pros and cons of traveling with the pair. She closed her eyes and thought long and hard—so long that Zoro was beginning to get impatient.
She opened her eyes.
"Negative Ghost."
Literally out of nowhere, a negative ghost appeared with a black suitcase that was covered in gothic designs and frilly lace. Perona took the suitcase from the ghost and smirked as the ghost flew around her and soared straight through Zoro's stomach. The negative ghost disappeared into the air and Perona ignored the green-haired swordsman as he collapsed to the ground. She looked to Nieve instead.
"Alright, I'll come," she said.
"Only if Zoro-sama isn't your slave anymore!" Nieve replied, crossing her arms. Perona sighed as an imaginary purple cloud engulfed the swordsman.
"Alright fine. But if we get captured by marines before we reach the next island, the deals off."
They both looked at Zoro.
"I'm sorry that I was born," he mumbled pathetically, crouched on the ground on all fours. Nieve wrapped her arms around one of Zoro's and pulled as hard as she could.
"Come on, Zoro…sama! We're going to the…Sabody…Archipelago!"
She dropped him on the ground and he lay there, mumbling pathetically too himself. Seeming to give up, Nieve promptly transformed into a dragon. Once the last feather disappeared, she picked up the limp swordsman in her jaws and tossed him onto her back. Perona, more gracefully, climbed onto her back, umbrella in hand.
Perona, it's your job to make sure he doesn't fall off. It's your fault he's like this in the first place.
Perona winced at the sound of Nieve's voice but she did as he was told and made him hang on to Nieve's whiskers, threatening him with another one of her hollows.
"Now hold on tight, you worthless piece of trash!" She told him gleefully. He seemed to slump even farther down as Perona wrapped her arms around him. Once Nieve thought they were secure she leapt up off of the ground and soared into the air, ascending high over the island and well into the clouds. Within a minute or two, they were completely surrounded by ocean, the mysterious and dark waters of the island their only way of telling which way was up and down. The island the three of them had been stranded on for so long was lost in the dense fog and none of them turned around to look for it. They did not glance back once.
We're finally free, Zoro-sama! You'll be back with your crew in no time!
"If I hadn't been born, none of this would have happened in the first place," her master replied distractedly.
Oi, how long are you going to keep doing that?
Phew! I'm finally done with this! I didn't finish this chapter until about 2:18 in the morning! And without one drop of caffine! I'm going to sleep in until noon tomorrow. Wooo, Super Bowl Sunday! Go home team Packers!
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