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By shironami

I never thought my life would be anything like how it now was. I always pictured myself being happily married to a fisherman or something else just as mundane. Living in a little cottage with 3 or 4 small children. I never imagined a life different than that my mother showed me through her own. How very wrong I was, not that I would change anything for all the treasure in the world. It wasn't as long as I pictured a romance being, but it was the happiest time in my life.

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I spent my days beside my sisters and mother weaving brightly colored blankets and chatting about nothing substantial. Packing up all our supplies if the weather suddenly took a turn for the worse. Patiently waiting for the storm to pass so we could go back to our duties. It was of course possible to work inside, but it was so much nicer outside. The palms that would sway in the wind, the call of the birds as the tried to find mates. The smell of the ocean on the wind, the balmy sunshine warming so throughly it felt as though it had become apart of me, radiating from my very soul. But the thing I loved most was the sea, I could weave and look out at the crystal blue water for hours on end and never get bored with it. Secretly, I always wondered what was on the other side of that sparking horizon, how many times as a child had I begged my father to take me out fishing with him? I longed for something I couldn't see and something I couldn't totally understand until some time later.

All five of us would always get excited if we saw the telltale sign of sails on the horizon, sometimes it would be Father and Uncle coming home from a few days with their nets and spears, proudly showing off their haul. Other times it would be the Navy sailing along their patrol route who happened to stop by for supplies or shore leave.

It was almost always locals, we never had much excitement on our little island. It was always the same, it had come predictable, even with my slight 16 years of life I knew everything I was going to experience I pretty much already had.

I had no children of my own yet, but my two older sisters had, I had experienced everything about motherhood save childbirth. And seeing what it was all about, it wasn't something I was looking forward too. But everything else made it completely worth it in my opinion. Seeing my nieces and nephew, I couldn't wait to get married and have children of my own. I had no idea then that it was not my fate to get married. And when I finally did have that small, crying person, I'd never get to see him.

I'd grown up with a fear of pirates. We had very little on our small island, but the threat of pirates was still there, just as for big islands rich with wealth and resources. The day those sails broke the horizon was the day all hell broke lose. Fear abound and people ran to hide; we all knew that flag and the terror that followed it. The man who was called Gold Roger had invaded our island, wanting what, only the Gods knew.

As the ship docked and people started jumping onto the wooden dock, I heard my sisters and mother screaming my name, calling me to them. Begging me to move.

I'll never forget that day, the day that ship came, carrying that man. I knew something amazing was going to happen when my eyes met his. That was the day my life changed forever.

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A/N:

Okay, when I saw Portgas D. Rouge I had to write her story, this is just the prequel, or whatever it's called. I wrote it in a rush, I've got like 10 minutes before I have to go to work. I just wanted to post it and get feed back. Tell me what you think and any ideas you might have! I still haven't worked out how she's a D too... crap, I gotta go!