Well hey everyone! Despite getting practically ignored (only 1 review!) I've decided to continue with this fanfic. The Seagull Pirates are an idea I've become really excited about, so I'm going to do this fic despite the amount of reviews I get!

That said, I'm slightly unhappy with the first chapter, so expect a rewrite of it some time in the future. But for now, I'm just going to barrel on forward with new chapters.

Disclaimer: One Piece is not mine!

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Adventures of the Seagull Pirates

A One Piece Fan-crew story by Viewtiful Aryll

Chapter 2:

Down to Business! The Crew Begins to Form!

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The next day, a light shone in Diego's window as a new day dawned. He got up and quickly made his to the lobby of the small inn he and Aryll had managed to stay in the other night. To his surprise, Aryll was already downstairs. She had swapped her green t-shirt for a white one, but now wore a long green overcoat in addition to her jeans and bucket hat. She was sitting in a chair, leaning back and looking very relaxed.

"Morning Diego," Aryll said as she waved at him lazily.

"Good morning. Before we discuss our plans I think we should find somewhere a bit more private. It wouldn't be good for someone to overhear us," he said.

Aryll stood up and headed to the door, opening the door before turning back and saying, "How about the docks?" Before Diego could reply, she then finished heading out of the door.

Diego quickly stood up, and caught up to Aryll. "So, how are we going to go about assembling this crew?" he asked.

Aryll stared at the sky, seemingly in thought. Diego had begun to notice that after their initial meeting and battle, Aryll had begun to slow down, acting a lot more casual and laid-back than he would have initially pegged her personality, She then suddenly spoke. "When I was young, I gave this a lot of thought. A pirate crew needs three things: A ship, a flag, and crewmembers. A flag is useless without a ship, and a ship isn't much help without a crew to run it. So first we need a crew. In my opinion, a pirate crew needs 4 positions more than anything else. A captain, because a crew needs a leader. A navigator, so the crew knows where they're going. A doctor, to keep the crew in top health. And a shipwright, to keep the ship in one piece. Now, obviously, since I'm the captain, we only need to find a navigator, doctor, and shipwright before we can really start going."

Diego grinned. This girl certainly knew what she was getting into. "You can cross one of those positions off the list. In my days with the Marines, I was usually assigned navigational duty. To be quite honest, I rather enjoyed it, and spent a lot of time learning how to read maps. In other words, you can consider me your crew's navigator," he said.

Aryll nodded her head, "Ok then. That makes you our first mate and navigator. Now, we need to find a doctor and a shipwright," she said as they finally arrived at the harbor. Looking out at all the ships in the harbor, Aryll's eyebrow suddenly raised slightly as she broke into a sly grin.

Diego looked at her curiously. "You see something interesting?" he queried.

"Heh, looks like he's here," Aryll said as she turned and headed in a seemingly random direction.

"Who's here? What did you see? Where are we going?" Diego asked as he followed her. All he got in reply was Aryll waving her hand at him to follow her as she headed into town. After taking a few seemingly random turns, they arrived in front of a bookstore. "And just why are we here? How did you know this was here?" He added to his earlier questions.

Aryll shrugged. "Never said I knew where I was going. Just walked until I saw a place I knew he would go," she replied.

"But who are you expecting to find here?" Diego asked, hoping this time he might get an answer.

A male laugh rang out in response to Diego's question. "She would be looking for me," a voice said behind him. Diego turned around to see a young man behind him. He was about an inch shorter than Diego and Aryll. He wore a brown sleeveless shirt and brown pants, with black boots. He had a green beret on his head, covering messy short brown hair. A quiver and bow slung on his back made his combat style a bit obvious. But the final detail Diego noticed was that the boy's face looked familiar, despite the fact that he knew he had never seen him before. But as Aryll moved and stood beside the boy, it suddenly dawned on Diego.

"You two have the same face. I'm guessing you're siblings," Diego said.

"Yup. Twins. My name is Milo. Milo Ritter. And you are?" the boy said, holding his hand out.

"Diego," was all he said as he shook Milo's hand.

"So Aryll, what are you doing traveling with someone as wanted as the "Gentleman Brawler"," Milo asked, a sly grin similar to the one Aryll had earlier crossing his face.

'So, he recognized me. Is he only this relaxed because I'm with his sister?' Diego thought.

"We're going to be pirates. Want to join our crew?" Aryll said with such a casual tone, it almost seemed like she said this kind of thing on a daily basis.

Diego looked shocked. "D-don't just go around saying stuff like that so casually!" he quickly gasped.

Milo laughed. "Ok. Sure. I have to see something like this. It'd be great for my research anyways," he replied.

This also made Diego look shocked. 'He accepted so casually. What is with this family?' he thought. Suddenly, his face switched to his usual composed face. "Wait, what do you mean by research?" he asked Milo.

Milo pulled out a leather bound journal. "I'm a researcher. I'm trying to compose a journal documenting as many of the mysteries and phenomena of our world as possible. It's my dream to make the most complete encyclopedia in the world," he told Diego.

Aryll suddenly butted in the conversation, "He also has a ship."

Diego looked impressed. "A ship? Is that what you saw Aryll? His ship in the harbor? Which one was it?" he asked.

Milo laughed, "Don't get too excited. It's a rather small ship. The S.S. Straight Shot. It's a tiny steam-powered paddle ship. It could probably comfortably hold the three of us, but any more would be pushing it. But that's not your plan, is it sis?"

Aryll grinned. "Where'd you get the ship?" she asked.

Milo's grin exactly matched Aryll's, which made Diego slightly uneasy. "I got the blueprints for the steam engine and paddlewheel from a guy I met…but I also remember the island where I hired the shipwrights that built the ship for me. It's actually not that far from here. And when I think about it…I think there's one shipwright in particular you'd be interested in meeting. So guys…want a ride?"

Aryll immediately began to head towards the harbor again. She actually walked a good distance away before turning back and saying, "Let's get going then. Time to get us a ship," she shouted.

"…does she always walk away like that before saying stuff?" Diego asked Milo.

"Not really. She just…has weird speech patterns. You'll get used to it. Let's just say…you know how talkative she was when you guys first met? She's never going to talk that much ever again, at least not in one burst of time," the archer replied. He then began to follow his sister, followed by Diego, grinning and shaking his head.

A short time later, a small paddle ship decorated with bullseyes began to pull out of the harbor. As it headed out to deeper water, several seagulls began to fly above it, their calls joining the noise of the waves. Aryll stood on the deck of the ship, looking at the seagulls flying above. She grinned. This was it. Soon, the whole ocean would know the name of the Seagull Pirates.

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Well, there you go. Chapter 2! I hope this one was better than the last one. Please review. Any advice or constructive criticism will be greatly appreciated.

Also, I've actually begun to plot out the chapters in advance, so this time, I'm going to treat you guys to a small preview of the next chapter, kind of like the end of episode previews from anime. Enjoy!

Milo: Ah! Spiral Island! Just you wait. The shipwrights on this island are pretty intense. Especially that one guy who ate a Devil Fruit. I think you'll like him Aryll.

Diego: Wait a second…is that another pirate ship already at the island? I don't like the looks of this. Alright guys, be ready for anything.

Next time: "Just Who the Hell Do You Think I Am!? My Name is Roark! Roark the Driller!"

Until then!

-Stay Viewtiful!-