Well, I had a long way written in advance, so I'll post another chapter for this one. Just to make things clear, I mixed a little reality with the One Piece World. So, if there is anything that sounds like reality rather than the story, it's normal.

That's when I start saying the usual:

I don't own One Piece or any of the Characters.

This story is the fruit of my imagination, including miss Abbie.

"If you didn't have such a large hat covering your eyes, you'd see when someone is infront of you!"

Yeah right, I had moved to the side before you even decided to turn, dumbass. The guy leaves without helping me up. I have to untie the bag's gimp to take out my arms before I can get back on my feet. He really knocked me over good. If I wasn't able to untie those, I'd be stuck on my back like an idiot. Some people really have a knack when it comes to breaking my mood.

''I seriously have enough of this. The next person who bumps into me, I swear I'll speak my mind''

I put the back pack on my right shoulder, annoyed. I continue walking and turn the corner that normally turns to an alley, than a highway and then the bridge leading to my street. Or at least that's what it normally is, but…well, I end up on a larger walking road. Okay, sure, I'll find my way back somehow. I don't have to get back at a specific time, so it's alright. I look around, curious of the place I have found: hand painted wooden signs, no paper or paint in the windows, just wood when there are explanations about the products. It looked like an old market road. It looked a little old and untreated at some places, though. That's a little sad to see.

''The place is nice, too bad I don't remember what turn I took to get back here another time''

Just as I turn my gaze elsewhere, someone bumps into me hardly. I'm lucky I was able to keep a good balance this time, even with a heavy bag on my back, for I would have fallen like a turtle on her shell again. The guy who knocked me out of the way just continued his road. I didn't take a good look at him. Everyone is taller than me anyway so I didn't really bother seeing any difference. My bad mood snaps back as I was continuing my road too.

''Can't people say sorry these days? Apparently we lose common sense when we get too tall''

A large hand stretches and catches the front of my coat. I don't have the time to open wide eyes that I feel the ground leave from under my feet as I am lifted from the ground. I am brought face to face with the guy, letting me evaluate how stupid my mood swings were. Seven feet tall, scars on his face, chest and arms…why the hell was he shirtless in winter?! The guy has grudge style long hair, a sharp beard and mustache, hairy arms and old looking jeans and leather boots. Judging by the size of his arms, he was strong and angry.

''What did ya say, ya little punk?!''

I gasped a little for air for my coat was getting tighter around my neck and I lift my chin so the cloth can move, getting closer to my chest but letting me breath. The guy's gaze lowers to my chest and I see a strange glow in his eyes. He lifts his other hand and puts it on my breast. More by reflex than really by following self-defence technics, I lift my arms and hit the inside of his elbows, making him bend his arms and let go of me for I had hit the nervous system. I stumble to the ground, stepping at least five steps behind, and quickly close my arms around my breast.

''What the hell do you think you're doing, you big pervert?! Don't grab a girl's breast like that, freaking dumbass!''

A huge grin appears on his lips, although there was a vein popping on the side of his forehead.

''Apparently you aren't from around here. Otherwise, you'd know who you're trying to insult and you'd regret it without me having to say a word. But you're lucky, you're a woman and you seem to have some nice curves under those large clothes of yours. I won't kill ya, but you'll belong to me from now on''

My gaze widens at those words. Kill me?! Not from around here?! What the hell?! Did I turn in an sector that was out of the authorities' jurisdiction without knowing?! Didn't know there was such a thing in my hometown! He must be bluffing or something…or he's part of a dark organisation of some sort like the Hell's angels. Damn it, what's going on? …Wait, did he say I'd belong to him?!

''What are you talking about? I've been living in this town for three years now. And I don't belong to anyone but me. Besides, I'm not the one in the wrong here, you are! I have all the reasons to insult someone who bumps into me, lifts me from the ground by almost choking me and grabs my breast willfully!''

He gets closer strangely quickly and grabs my throat with just one hand. I lift my hands to try and slam his hand away, without much success. His grin widens:

''I think you don't quite understand the situation here. You belong to me, which means I'll play with you later and every time I want, or I end your life, in which case I will do it painfully and take my time as much as possible''

P-play with me?! Is that really what I think he means?! I really am in quite the trouble. Turn into a sex toy or die. Great…looks like my life ends here… A strange smile seems to form on my lips as I look up at him.

''I'd rather die than become your toy''

That doesn't seem to please him at first, but he keeps grinning.

''So you choose the long and painful death? Suit yourself; I'll make sure to have as much fun as I can. How about starting by teaching you how to fly towards a wall?''

I feel the ground leave from under my feet once more and I gulp a little. Well, if there is one thing I'm sure of, it's that I was not going to become something I didn't want to, though I'm not going to become much more than a bloody mess soon as it seems. And I had just became afull-fledged patissière and cook. Well, that isn't really important. I think the only regret I'll have is…not having succeeded at being useful to someone…

The man takes his swing and throws me towards a wall on the other side of the road. I somehow curled up in the air, closing my eyes and waiting for the impact…but what I hit wasn't a wall. I felt two arms close around me from behind and stop me straight. It didn't hurt. I almost felt as if I had landed on a mattress, which didn't make any sense. I open my eyes to see two large white…

''Paws?''

On the other side of the road, the man looks furious.

''Hey you! What do you think you're doing?! This is my prey! I won't let a damn bear get in my way! Who said you could just interrupt my games?!''

''I'm sorry…''

That deep voice came from the one who had saved me from a deadly impact against a wall. My gaze widens as I try to understand without looking up. White paws?! A bear that apologises for nothing?! I lift my gaze to take a better look at the one holding me. A polar bear wearing an orange boiler suit. Okay, that's it, I'm dead and heaven is making me see things.

''You are…''

A wide sharp smile lights up his face.

''Don't worry, miss. You are safe with me!''

Well, that is reassuring since I know what he's made of…why am I feeling better at the sight of a talking polar bear?! And a member of a pirate crew t that?! I should be freaking out! Did I get hit by something really hard when I turned the road sooner, which would explains why this is happening? Maybe, but if it really is a dream than what's missing is… Footsteps in the snow are coming this way and a dark amused voice resounds.

''I told him to. I don't see what's wrong with that.''

I turn my gaze towards the newcomer, even though I was already sure of who had just arrived. The high heel shoes, the long black coat with white spots, the so typical white fluffy hat with black spots, the Nodachi sword, the small beard on his chin… His gaze crosses mine and his so typical smirk widens, making me skip a heartbeat. That's it! I'm dreaming or in the coma! Well, that's how I felt, but the tall guy is looking at him in a cold and annoyed way. He was angry for sure.

''What's wrong is that you are getting in my way. Give back the girl if you don't want me to beat you to a pulp''

I shiver a little at that. What would he do? I don't think Trafalgar is the type to let just anyone insult him, but why did he interfere? I don't think I'm of any interest…looking down I'm pretty sure of it, too. Trafalgar stops between the man and Bepo holding me, facing the man.

''I don't really feel like giving her back. To tell the truth, I'd rather keep her''

Hum, did I hear that right? Well, I'm dreaming, so maybe…and apparently that didn't please the tall guy.

''So you choose to die, then? Fine, I feel like making some blood fly, so I'll start by you!''

And he dashes towards Trafalgar. I think I saw what happened next really slowly. I saw Trafalgar take out his Nodachi from the sheet, not even losing his usual smirk, and slicing the man in half. My eyes widened for sure and I stopped a scream from leaving my lips. The man falls on the ground, groaning furiously.

''What do you think you did, ya brat?!''

I stare at the upper body with the guy still breathing and talking, speechless. Okay, I knew what Trafalgar's Devil fruit was, but seeing it for real? That's something else…and honestly freaky. Trafalgar stores the blade back slowly.

''You're not much of a fight, so I leave you like that. Unless someone sticks you back, which I doubt will happen, you'll be stuck for a while. Gives you the time to think a little about thinking before acting''

He turns towards Bepo and me, who still can't believe what is going on. He gets closer and has to bend a little to reach my eyes.

"You attracted a strange guy, miss"

He put the accent on the "miss" more than you'd usually do when you talk normally. I wonder why? Well, that isn't going to lead anywhere. I better thank him for what he did. He didn't have to do it, after all, which means he did it of his own will. Is there a reason behind that?...Nah, I doubt so. If that was the case, I really don't see what this reason could be.

"It would seem like it. I-I don't normally get in trouble like that. T-thanks for saving me"

He stays silent for a moment, his gaze looking straight in mine as if to see if I was trying to hide something, his expression now serious. Not really sure what I'd try to hide. I mean, it's not like I have a secret or something. And why would he care even if I did? I'm starting to get uneasy at being stared at that way…and why was Bepo still holding me?

"Hum, would you mind letting me go? I would like to continue on my path, if it is alright"

His grin reappears, which doesn't reassure me at all.

"Wherever you were supposed to go, you're not going anymore"

He stands straight and starts leaving. Following some kind of silent order, Bepo lifts me on his shoulder and follows after him. Okay, what the hell?!

"Hey! Please let me go! Why are you even keeping me in the first place?!"

He doesn't listen to me at all. Or maybe he is but simply doesn't see the point in answering. This isn't looking good at all. Why is this happening? Right when I had finally find some reason to be happy, I get attacked by a tough looking bastard and then kidnapped by a polar bear! I swear, whoever decided my fate must be laughing at my face right now…