A/N: Alright, I know I said it was complete, but I couldn't help myself. I found out that I have things I want to write about, that won't be in the canon. If you guys have anything you want to see, just tell me. I'll write something up. But I will not write anything with pregnancies/marriage. The idea just makes me shudder. Besides, isn't it practically impossible to raise a child on a pirate ship? And who in the hells would legally marry off a pirate? I'm sure there's no preacher or anything like that who would, and they sure as hell cannot register a marriage with the government. They would rather arrest the pirate.

"Woah, lass. Did you develop a habit of walking into people?" April heard a man laugh, then glance at her. "And you seem to have multiplied."

April gaped at him. Wasn't he… He was! But he can't be! Her heart started pounding, fear rising in her. Of all the people Lor had to walk into, it had to be a Yonko?!

"Old man, meet my friend April. April, meet this blind, one-armed old geezer," Lor introduced.

April nearly died from fright. Was the girl insane?! She had to be, because nobody sane would ever speak to a Yonko like that! Akagami no Shanks always made the papers, and it was never anything good! He destroyed entire islands, for goodness sakes!

Grabbing Lor's arm and yanking her out of Shanks' earshot, she hissed, "What are you thinking?! He's a Yonko. A Yonko! He could kill you without lifting a finger!"

"No he can't. And he won't."

"You don't mock a Yonko!" April squealed, voice rising in pitch with every word. Shanks cocked his head in curiosity. April's peripheral vision caught sight of the action, and she immediately lowered her voice. "And you definitely don't draw attention to people's… defects!"

"He has one arm. He knows it, I know it, you know it. It really isn't very handy. But I gotta hand it to him, he's not that bad. In fact, he's 'armless," Lor stated matter-of-factly.

April felt lightheaded. She was sure she would welcome the blackness of unconsciousness—at least her death would be painless. And she made the mistake of glancing over at Shanks. He was glaring. And not only at Lor, but at her too! Her knees started to feel like jelly. She felt her soul ascending, and prayed that it would continue. It would be a better death than having a pirate kill her. She had seen how pirates kill. Hell, she had seen how Law killed. She didn't need that kind of death, thank you. If she didn't live until a ripe old age and die in her bed, she would rather die peacefully and painlessly.

But a hard slap on her back brought her soul tumbling back into her body.

Then she heard Shanks laugh, and she fainted.

When she woke up, the floor was rocking. She immediately felt a little nauseous, dizzy. The sub didn't usually feel like this. It was a smooth ride under the water. She gulped, coming to the sudden realization that she was on a ship. And it didn't take a genius to know which ship. Or rather, whose ship.

April stood shakily. At least she wasn't chained to the bed. At least she wasn't chained to the walls in a torture chamber cell. But her door was definitely lock—it opened. Blinking in surprise, she took a tentative step into the hall.

She glanced left and right several times, making sure nobody could see her, before she started tiptoeing to the deck. Maybe she could get off the ship and escape before anyone saw her… Lor! Lor had to be somewhere!

"Oh. You're awake. You've been sleeping for so long that we were worried you died. It's 5 am the next day, you know," a male voice said, and Lor nearly died.

But not out of fear. With a small squeak she turned to see the dark haired boy she had developed a major crush on. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest, and she was sure her face was an unbecoming shade of red. She hoped she didn't disgust him.

"I'm Landen Leo," he introduced.

"I know," she said immediately, then cursed herself. She sounded like a stalker! "Ummm… I mean I'm Felette April. Nice to meet you."

"Likewise," he smiled, and April felt a little part of her die of happiness. "Any friend of Renren is a friend of ours."

April blinked in confusion. "Renren?"

"Ah, you probably know her as Lorelei." At April's confused look, he tried again, "Lor?"

"Oh, Lor! Right…" April trailed off. Then, "Where's Lor? I've gotta get out of here. I've gotta get her out of here! Shanks—Shanks-sama is going to kill her!"

It was Leo's turn to blink in confusion. "Shanks wouldn't kill her."

"B-but she made fun of his arm! And called him an old geezer! And he's a Yonko!"

"And you're on the Yonko's ship," Leo said, amused. "And Lor's gone."

Dread filled April. "He killed her already…"

"No! No," Leo amended, realizing that what he said had a double meaning. "I mean she left. On a boat. She told captain to take care of you, and captain always keeps his promises, so he'll either take you in as crew or drop you at one of our islands where you'll be safe."

"Lor knows him?!" April asked, incredulous.

Leo shot the girl a strange look. "Of course she does. What other idiot would purposely mock a Yonko?"

"Her."

Leo blinked. "Ah, well, that's true. She did tease Mihawk the first time she met him. And he was more likely to kill her than Shanks."

"Mihawk? The Shichibukai? Strongest Swordsman in the World? Hawkeyes Mihawk?" April asked, knowing she sounded like a dying chicken.

What the hell was the green haired girl?

"Well, yeah. How else do you think we met Shanks?"

"Umm, I don't know, maybe through normal means?"

"We're pirates. We don't know what normal is!" A guffaw sounded from behind her.

April stiffened, and nearly fainted again. It was Shanks. It had to be. She dreaded turning around, but she did, slowly, and was met with shocking red.

And then her eyes traveled to his remaining hand, and the terror was replaced with indignant surprise. "You're drinking alcohol?! At five in the morning? What the hell are you thinking! You're a captain, at least act like one! How are you going to go through the day when you're already drunk before breakfast?!"

Shanks and Leo stared at her.

Horror grew as she realized what she said and who she had said it to. Her face grew hot, and she crouched down, hiding her face in her hands.

"Kill me now," she moaned.

"Now that would be a waste of a pretty face, lass. Don't you think, Leo? Eh?" Shanks grinned, nudging the boy.

"It would," Leo agreed.

If it was possible, April's embarrassment only grew. If her face grew any redder, she just knew it would explode. She was sure she could not get more embarrassed than this.

"Besides, it would be a shame to die without confessing your love to Leo, ne?"

Okay, so she was wrong. She could get more embarrassed. Leo made a strangled sound, and then fell silent.

"Or wasn't I supposed to say that? Because it was really obvious. Really really obvious. And Lor said so, so it has to be true. Besides, you're Leo's type, lassie. He likes pretty, sassy girls," the redhead continued, seemingly oblivious to the bright red faces of the duo.

"Captain," Leo managed to say, his voice sounding strange.

"Please… Please stop before I throw myself overboard to end all this," April groaned, hitting her head against the wall.

"Now, now. Don't hurt yourself. Your head may be hard, but the walls are harder."

"Captain," Leo said in a warning tone.

"Alright, alright. I'll leave you two lovebirds alone," Shanks ambled out, still drinking.

The two sighed in relief, faces still red.

And Shanks' head poked back into view. "And use protection. We don't need little babies on board, no matter how cute they will be."

"SHANKS!"