Choices. Portgas D. Rouge, the most beautiful woman in Baterilla, was ready to do whatever it took, just to see her child born. The gorgeous blonde was ready to die and she would do so with a warm smile on her freckled face. However, at some point she would meet Naruto, who wasn't happy to see such a bright light being snuffed out of the world, so he made a decision. Save her.
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I'm tired of dealing with foolish people. No more.
This wonderful woman born from the 'D.' clan is the owner of an incredibly unquestionable will. And I don't just say that because she carried her own child in her womb for twenty months until she gave birth.
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Simply, Portgas D. Rouge. Perhaps I can complete this work in twenty-one chapters. I hope many of you will be with me until then!
Baterilla
Chapter 2
"One month with you!"
"Are we really planning to do this?
Yes!
… are you sure, Rouge-chan?
Honestly speaking? I don't know. But I'd like to try it if it's up to you!
So Rouge-chan... before that, I need to ask you something. Are you ready to reveal more about this Devil Fruit to me?
Uhm… maybe... I want a gift first. My birthday is on the 10th of June.
Noted. Get ready to receive the best gift of your life, dattebayo. - Tajū Kage Bunshin no Jutsu!"
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You could say that Baterilla, the seemingly tropical island located in one part of the South Blue, was a real lull. Its buildings and residential constructions provided a relaxing atmosphere for anyone with the fanciful idea of spending a vacation there or even just visiting.
They would certainly be very well received, because the citizens were mostly respectful.
Without a shadow of a doubt.
"It looks like my Chakra hasn't undergone any visible changes since I got here in that storm..."
Good. Except for one thing. An impressively vivid and brilliant detail with the ability to bring joy and contentment to all passers-by who walked with their family, friends or lovers on that sunny afternoon that covered the entire island in South Blue.
If possible, making Baterilla Island even more incredibly inviting.
The tall, muscular man with spiky blond hair and a whiskers who walked slowly with his eyes closed resting his right hand bandaged arm over his chin was the one and only Uzumaki Naruto, the Hero of the Fourth Shinobi World War. His clothes were the same since he was thrown here, in this new world, planet, universe or dimension, after a failed test.
A simple white shirt tucked into orange pants that reached above the ankle, and he wore black sandals. A small black pouch on the back of the pants holds kunai and shuriken. The headband on his forehead was stylized silver with two small horns and the kanji for SAGE proudly emblazoned in the center.
Shukaku and Kurama still laughed and made fun of him for that. Only to be scolded by Matatabi and Kokuo who didn't hesitate to defend him.
Of course, Isobu wouldn't fail to add his own support, but Son Goku would just shrug and say it could be fun. Saiken, on the other hand, always acted with fluid shyness, so he kept most of his thoughts, but Chōmei was the opposite and hummed with interest with what they could feel being exhaled in that place.
Gyuki was the calmest of the group, suggesting that they should establish a base in this world before long.
"Watch out for Lady R!"
And since he was so immersed inside his own mind, ignoring for a second what was happening outside of it, he was almost unable to avoid clashing with the person who was coming towards him. However, thanks to his extremely advanced senses, not only was he able to stop the clash of the two fronts in time, he also wrapped his right arm around the woman's slender waist to hold her upright.
Sky blue eyes were instantly drawn to the unreal beauty of the woman in front of him, and he took a moment to admire her. Honestly, he couldn't help but be surprised every time he met her. Her pretty face and freckles just added a soft yet fabulous contour to the lovely brown-eyed woman.
A mysterious air and at the same time the aura of a beacon lit bright in the darkness covering her gently from head to toe, like a hot flame of priceless fire.
The long, tight, ruffled blue dress she wore did little to contain her ample breasts or her big, plump, juicy ass, but it gracefully hid her prodigious endowments very well, remaining ever so demure, glistening, and untouchable as ever.
However, the key that took the cake was her long hair.
The wavy pink-blond tresses cascading beautifully down the woman's slender back, reaching and in some rare cases even exceeding her idyllic hips and wide waist. On her feet, she was wearing simple sandals.
Only. Perfect. Portgas D. Rouge. The woman's will was so intense that she sometimes tried to resonate with Naruto's powerful Chakra.
"I haven't seen you around here. Everything is fine with you?" – Uzumaki's voice came out quite worried, as he positioned the woman better on her feet and saw how she opened her eyes to look at him, considering that the greater danger of colliding with a body more durable than the diamond itself had already passed.
Though that wasn't enough to stop the Shinobi from infusing Kurama's Chakra with his left hand and adding the unique properties of Sennin Mōdo, thus being able to perform a more thoroughly thorough check on her.
"Y-Yes." – replied Rouge, stumbling a little while uttering the word, noticing how his eyes were clear and showed care for her without blinking. Portgas's heart was beating fast and there were drums in her ears.
Naruto-san…
Without thinking, the descendant of the 'D.' clan took her left hand to place it above his other hand which turned golden and was placed protectively above her belly which showed little signs of growth.
The rose-blonde was breathing a little easier now, because for the next few seconds she would be continuously bathed in the calming effects directly from the inexhaustible source of natural energy.
Yes. She was a little breathless from the walk.
Really tired. Just a little.
It was just that.
I thought he was trying to get away again.
Baterilla's purest beauty simply didn't stutter, perhaps because of her strong will, but it was something else entirely when you were being stared into those eyes that were overflowing with love and care.
Like it or not, because that wasn't something totally controllable, the woman's freckled cheeks turned red when she thought of looking away from the man who was becoming more and more a present memory in her life since that fateful day.
"No need to be so worried, it was no big deal." – she laughed gently, not having to hide a sweet smile seeing how he was still worried, running his eyes in circles around her and making a point of being extra careful not to collide with her belly. - "I was just a little distracted too, Naruto-san..."
And I was thinking about you.
"I worry about you, Rouge-san." – hearing him say those words strongly, but still loaded with kindness in every letter, hit Portgas right in the center of everything and now she was unable to hold his intense gaze any longer, averting the browns of the blue sea, feeling her own soul shudder from being cared for so well.
He leaves. Eventually he will leave... won't you, Naruto-san? So I can't fall.
"So… do you need help? That bag looks very heavy."
"Oh?" – Confused, she blinked her brown eyes, tilting her head a little, not quite understanding the question, but then she saw how the blond patiently waved towards the bag she was holding in one of her hands.
"The bags." - Naruto pointed gently with a smile, noticing that she had spaced out a bit, but let it go.
"I don't want to impose. You must be tired from all that training, and it's just some shopping so I can cook dinner tonight. Thank you, but-" – Portgas tried to gently deny the help, seeing that he had some marks on his cheeks and a few tears here and there in his clothes, but still there wasn't a smell of sweat on him.
At that point, all the citizens knew that they had a monster of strength and power roaming the island since the strange storm that started last month, because since that day - tidal waves, earthquakes and weather changes have become common effects surrounding Baterilla.
It was no surprise to anyone to see how there were countless copies of the same person walking among them day after night or forming a numerous fortress around the coast of the island, especially after the tragedy that had happened against the battleships of the Marines and those Secret Agents sent by the World Government just under a week ago.
Tragedy that turned Baterilla Island into a terrifying enemy for the World Government. A monster they didn't expect to find. Someone they weren't ready to deal with.
"Stop there right now!" – interrupted the blond, raising his voice and giving the beautiful pregnant Portgas a fright, who put her hand to her palpitating heart.
Initially, the marines' planning consisted of assassinating any relative, woman or child who had the same characteristics and was a direct descendant of the so-called King of Pirates, Gol D. Roger. According to the plans they themselves had established. Sadly, for them, it involved Baterilla's exuberance.
"Eep!" – The freckled lady with wavy hair reacted almost shyly, but with an extraordinary elegance when in the next minute she was gently robbed of the purchases she was carrying.
The plan formed by the upper echelon of the Marines.
An evil plan of eugenics that would be thwarted by a single man who had discovered the dead men's evil intentions when they were thousands of miles away. And like an excellent host, he left to receive them a day early, taking the time to walk on the waters of the sea instead of simply flying and being there in a second.
He did all this to give a single warning.
"I am not accepting anything. Now come on, Rouge-san, show me the way!"
A warning brighter than the sun itself and utterly annihilating. It's just that he wasn't prepared for the consequences or really didn't care as long as this bright soul got well.
"N-Naruto-san… F-Fine. Thank you for everything. I… I really appreciate your generosity."
As the two walked, the matching couple took the opportunity to make small talk. Anyone passing by the two would only hear the Uzumaki's loud voice, as he became an enthusiast of his own heroic tales for the lush beauty at his side, and the laughter of the lady Portgas D. Rouge that would warm and comfort everyone's hearts.
Ever since the day he'd held her in the rain, he'd done anything to make her happy.
After all, Naruto was certain that there wasn't a more beautiful smile on Baterilla than Rouge's.
The sun shone warmly and a calm wind that came from the east passed over the island, as it showed a wooden pole rising higher than all the buildings in the place and waving a black flag.
Uzumaki Whirlpool.
The giant red swirl in the center was a blatant hint to who was a friend, but this rustic symbol was so much more than that. That was the overriding evidence from the declared territory of who was the absolute monster responsible for decimating all the Marine warships sent to find the offspring of Gol D. Roger.
A man who according to his deeds had an impossible bounty on his head.
Portgas D. Rouge was a strong woman. Don't think otherwise. She was the owner of an extremely polite will, but the newly pregnant woman couldn't hold back her tears when she received the news that Naruto had become a wanted man.
It wasn't because he was chasing his own adventures or because he was focused on his own ambitions and that ended up getting him into trouble with the self-declared authorities of the world.
He only did all this because of her.
It wasn't fair.
It was even more difficult for her to receive a bright smile from Naruto telling her that everything was fine and that it wasn't a problem. He even powerfully stated that he would do this as many times as necessary despite not enjoying killing, but would do it if it posed danger to her and innocent people.
That day Portgas cried so much that she fell asleep in his arms. The freckled lady still felt a little embarrassed about it and apologized whenever she could for acting that way, but the blond shrugged and cited the fact that she was pregnant, so her reactions might end up being a bit more intense than usual and that was okay.
And Uzumaki complemented it with something that made her cheeks blush and made Portgas act giving him a light slap on the chest, behaving together as if they were a couple, while they spent the day watching the sunset and staring at the poster.
Talking for hours on end, she used the moment to teach him everything she knew about what it meant to be a wanted man or woman across the four seas.
Wanted ONLY DEAD
Naruto
The "Whiskers"
5,000,000,000
The first bounty on his head. That was the abysmal danger standard that the World Government itself, ordered by Gorōsei, set for him.
Trying futilely to measure or quantify the threat he posed. At least they were smart enough to recognize that they couldn't play in a direct confrontation with a beast that appeared out of nowhere.
Fear was not the name of this feeling.
Dread couldn't begin to describe what the world felt seeing the bounty that had been issued to a single man.
Terror was not enough to define the uneven pressure of power that had been dropped like an anchor across the four seas.
And to think that this would happen a few days after Gol D. Roger, the first man to conquer the entire Grand Line, became the King of the Pirates and shortly afterwards would be executed by the marines, after surrendering to his rival long-term due to a terminal illness.
This fact that the world did not know, since the news spread was that Monkey D. Garp, the Hero of the Marines, had battled the King of the Pirates and managed to subdue him. Leading him to his inevitable death at the hands of the organization that looked down on pirates as the greatest criminals in the entire world, liable to death in any case.
It was at this point in history that Uzumaki Naruto came into being.
The rise of the Golden Age of Piracy only fueled this cataclysmic new addition.
Many ambitious men, instead of setting out to find the One Piece treasure, were rushing like thirsty animals to become subordinates of the one who on the high seas and with a single scorching technique had reduced hundreds of the Marines' battleships to powder to feed the depths of hell under the waters.
News sailed faster than the waves of the waters and before long the world knew that he still did not have the crew, fleet or alliances to be considered a great name on the four seas.
Still, a superior fact prevailed above all these things. A single man's bounty said otherwise.
5,000,000,000. Extremely unbelievable.
So one thing was pretty obvious among newbies. Anyone who chose to stay behind rather than submit to this man was not thinking smart.
Rasenshuriken was something strange that was written in fine print on the ONLY DEAD wanted poster. Warning no one to contact.
Thirteen letters covered in giant, tiny-to-the-naked-eye chakra needles infused with vulcanized lava that brought countless unanswered questions to the Marines and the current Magu Magu no Mi user himself.
Only three words notably accompanied what had happened that day.
Annihilation. Undoing. Decimation.
That was the name of the technique that had the eyes of any pirate who was about to meet him quivering with nervous anticipation. And at the same time it was the technique that had instilled in every Marine's soul the dread of facing him and suffering the consequences of being erased to the last living cell from their dying bodies, except for the strongest.
However, this same technique served as a word of consolation to those who lived on this small island being constantly expanded by the rich natural energy of the atmosphere in the South Blue.
That was the honest truth of someone who had revealed to the whole world about who Portgas D. Rouge really was and what hurting her would mean for anyone who had the courage to commit such an atrocity against such a beautiful and immaculate flower.
A flower that hadn't done a single harm to anyone in this lost world.
Because he was Uzumaki Naruto, the Whiskers, honorably known as the Fortress of Baterilla and Protector Rouge.
To be continued.
Author's Notes: While my heart overflowed with love and joy as I wrote some of the interactions in this new chapter, I couldn't help but be hit with a cough of laughter at the nickname Naruto was given by the World Government.
AH-HYAHYAHYA! THE WHISKERS!
Look at me again here! You didn't expect this update, did you? We are in Baterilla once again! Damn. It's not easy to create a rational and behavioral line of a character so little explored by the master Oda until the day I write this chapter, but I was never stopped by the unknown, so let's continue with this work!
Portgas D. Rouge really manages to move me in unspeakable ways. I don't know whether to say if this has to do with the boundless love she showed carrying her child in her womb for twenty months, being a mere human, or if it has to do with the fact of the elegance I can see every time I think of her and in this pairing that has everything to work.
In my eyes, all that was missing there was a ship-sucking whirlpool and a man capable of not submitting to the vile World Government and Marine Corps.
'Portgas D. Ace' as he himself would come to honor his mother's name or 'Gol D. Ace' as he should indeed be called, being born without a father seems like something that could happen, because after all it did, but without a mother?
The same mother who had loved him for twenty months and even before that, only so that the first thing he wouldn't see was his own untimely death?
This is a woman who could never die. And that won't happen here, if it depends on the absolute monster, Uzumaki Naruto.
'Rouge' is a word originally from the French language, and means 'Red'.
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