So I tried to write in a week time but I just could not do it. I would make a excuss about band or school but that is not it i just could not write for the longest time. This is what took long.

4shadowedice4: Since I have no idea how months work in One Piece this is going to a little complicated. In Chapter 1 of this Fanfic, in the first part of the chapter Sara is 15, after the time skip she is 26.(the '11 years' is for Sara becasue she is 15 at the time of Gol D. Rodger's death but it is 11 years and X number of months later.) Right now she is 31. If you have in more question just ask. I confused myself so many times trying to work this out.

Please read, and review. I don't own One Pice or its characters but I do own the Island of Hat'ha, its people, and Sara.


5 Years
Hat'ha Island

Bam bam bam. The early morning sun peaked through the curtains of a small bed room. Monkey D. Sara hated waking early, especially when it was someone or something else that had woken her up. Slowly Sara got out of bed, as another round of banging on her door could be heard. Dressed in a blue tunic and black pants, Sara went down stairs to see who was pounding on her door but she could guess exactly who it was. Mr. Jasine was a thin, rat-like man, who always seemed to be looking over his shoulder. Sara had often wondered how his wife loved him, until she saw Mrs. Jasine, a selfish woman, who demanded that everything be perfect. Sara gave Mr. Jasine a smile as she handed him the boxes of the fourth version of the jewelry set she had done for the Jasine's fifth daughter.

"Thank you," said Mr. Jasine, taking the boxes, "I'm sorry about all this."

"It's not a problem, Mr. Jasine," replied Sara, "but tell your wife any more changes without paying me the full price and I will not do any more business with you."

"Y-y-yes," squeaked Mr. Jasine as he scurried away, after paying Sara a small amount of what they actually owed which was about 5,000 seny.

Sara sighed as she closed the door. That man was the only one who seemed to get away with waking her up so early in the morning and not face threats of dismemberment. Mostly because she felt sorry for the man, his wife was not a nice woman at all. She had threatened Sara with loss of patronage until Sara kindly pointed out that this was one of the nicer places to get jewelry and the closest too. Hat'ha Island was part of the Amne'alota archipelago, which was near to the Island of Ferra. The rest of the morning was quite, with the only events being people picking up various orders, and Sara delivering what she could to the customers in her town.

There was little time for herself at all now, but Sara would not have it any other way. Though she was a Ferrin Healer and most people were used to the Ferra on this island, the town had its own doctors so Sara could practice her hobby of jewelry making. Working on a particularly complicated necklace design, Sara let her mind wonder back five years. She seemed to be thinking a lot of the red-haired pirate captain who had spent time in Fushia Village.

"You are thinking of someone special?" The question startled Sara. She had been so lost in thoughts of Shanks, that she had not heard the customer enter the shop. Sara put down the necklace, which was going to have to be redone, and looked at the person who had spoken. Mrs. Halia was an elderly woman, Matron of the whole town*.

"Was it so obvious," laughed Sara tensely as she stood up to get 's order.

"A mother just knows." Mrs. Halia smiled as Sara put the multiple boxes into a large bag. "Who is He?"

Sara regarded Mrs. Halia for a moment. Could Sara tell her about Shanks, whom was a famous pirate even on this remote island? So after a short silence, Sara answered. "He's a sailor but it has been so long since I last saw him. He probably does not even remember me." Sara handed the bags with a smile that did not quite reach her eyes. She was still angry at herself for the mistake she made five years ago.

If Mrs. Halia noticed, she did not say anything. She just replied, "Maybe since you love him, just maybe fate will return him to you." With another smile that spoke of hope. If that hope was for her, Sara could not tell. "You will be at the festival, tonight?"

"If I can get all this work done," replied Sara motioning to all the unfinished and unrepaired jewelry, "I hope to be there. The Spring Solstice Festival is my favorite time of the year."

"Well get back to work, girl, you don't want to miss the festival." With that Mrs. Halia left Sara alone. Sara looked at the jewelry, her motivation suddenly really low. In the end Sara decided that sometimes things are just not worth doing when you are heartbroken.

Bright colors, laughing people, delicious food, and all sorts of entertainment, everything that made festivals fun or, at least, it was for some people. Sara sat on a bench, feeling very much like an outsiders looking in. The Spring Solstice Festival was the second largest festival on Hat'ha. It was normally a time to celebrate the end of the Dry season, but with a marriage between two prominent families there was extra excitement in the air. There were so many happy emotions, that somehow it made Sara feel empty inside. With so many couples here, she felt lonely. It was not that any of the single men were not cute; Sara had fallen hard for one man.

If Sara had been not been watching the people, she might have seen the pirates a lot sooner. They stood out for the other people but it was they're familiarity that held Sara's attention. Where had she seen them before? Then it hit her, as a flash of red passed the corner of eyesight! There was no mistaking Lucky Roux, Ben Beckman, or the man she had fallen really hard for. Shanks was really here! Sara froze in place, her mind told her leave but her legs would not move. Sara was in turmoil, she wanted to see him but at the same time she did not. She was not sure he would remember her anyway but still Sara sat there, unable move.