I feel so epic. I drew a picture of Wyper and I'm on the seventh chapter. So much done in under twelve hours... Yeah I woke at noon and it's now only 11:20

Chapter Seven: Tattoo's

Avery had managed to get out of Nami's grasp for several days by waking up much, much earlier than the younger girl. Avery was only a few years older than Nami at twenty-two. It hadn't yet been a full six years since Enel had taken over. But close two it. In two months it would be six years and in one month Avery would be twenty-three.

It was night now and Avery was on watch with Zoro. The later of the two already asleep. Avery left the crows nest to get a cup of water from the kitchen. She'd just entered when the light turned on scaring her. "God! Sanji. You scared the crap out of me." Sanji apologized saying he thought she was Luffy. "Yeah well may I have a cup of water?"

When she finished her water both her and Sanji went outside. It was fully dark then and Sanji looked up at the sky. "It's so easy to see all of the stars up here." Sanji commented. Avery just nodded. "It reminds me of the Baratie."

"What's that?" Avery questioned.

"It's where I came from. It's a floating restaurant. The Shitty owner worked hard to make it possible and it's where my home was."

"You still like the owner?" Avery questioned and Sanji nodded. "Then it's still your home. You can always have several homes. Home is with your Nakama. If he'd let you come back it's still your home in a way." Sanji and her didn't say anything after that. He just kept looking up at the stars and she set her chin on the railing.

"Hey," Avery said after a while. "Do you hear that?" They stopped speaking and there was something. A familiar sound but at the moment neither could place it.

"Oh god!" Sanji nearly screamed. His hand covered his eyes and he stumbled back several steps. Avery went to look up, to possibly see what had caused his such distress when two feet landed on with side of her. And a hand pushed down on the back of her head keeping her from looking up. "My fucking eyes!" Sanji cried. She didn't fully understand.

Who ever was standing over her, she couldn't see because her head was held immobile, grabbed the back of her shirt and jumped off. That freed her head and she looked up. She only got a glimpse but she was sure that Sanji, who'd been looking up when the man had been above them, had gotten a full view. Who ever it was had either been hard or really fucking big while soft. Then she was tossed over the person's left shoulder and she recognized the man's long segmented hair.

He was using the skates to move fast. What he didn't realize was that fast running plus wind and someone over your shoulder wasn't a good idea. "I can see your ass, ya know." The man nearly lost his balance but he managed to regain it and kept going. They were quite far away from the ship but Avery could still hear Sanji yelling. "How'd you end up with a scar on you left cheek?" again he tripped. Avery had just found a new game. Can we make Wyper trip? That's what she decided to call it. "Ya know, i though a guys ass was-"

"Shut up." He said in a voice that Avery would never mistake. Of course it sounded more masculine that six years ago but it was Wyper's voice. Of course she wasn't going to listen to him, she'd yet to make him trip.

So she pulled her ace out. "What's with the tattoo on you inner right thigh? The one that's close to your sac?" This time he did fall. Of course she caught a glimpse of it when she'd caught a glimpse of him. What Avery didn't account for was that she would fall in water.

She fell off of his shoulder while under the water but latched herself onto his arm. He came up and managed to get to standing on the water again. "Didn't I tell you to shut up?" Wyper growled. She nearly didn't recognize him. He'd tattooed his face on the left side and no longer had his red bandana. And with his hair grown out and turned into a Mohawk, "What's wrong with you?"

"I can't swim." She said. He couldn't see her eyes but he figured they were wide with fear. He rolled his eyes and his face seemed to soften. He wrapped his right arm around her back.

"Let go of my arm." He ordered and reluctantly she did. Then in one movement he was holding her bridal style. "Now shut up or I'll drop you on purpose." Avery shut the fuck up. He took of running once more and the slight rocking lulled her to sleep. She remembered him doing something of the sort once before. One of her fathers guards had gone rouge and tried to attack her. She'd gotten lost in the woods, saw the large snake eat the man, then Wyper came to her rescue. He'd held her and rocked her slightly until she'd fallen asleep in his arms.

Wyper brought her to his tipi and went to find Chief. "Why did you bring her here?" The chief asked angrily. "What if it isn't her."

"I'm positive it's Avery." Wyper told him. "I'm not letting her be given to Enel again." He'd heard the White Barrett's talking, the Straw Hat crew was going to be given to Enel's priests tomorrow. The chief sighed heavily.

"Bring her here." The Chief ordered.

"She's asleep. I'll check her arm when she wakes up." With a silent nod the Chief dismissed Wyper. When Wyper returned to his tipi Avery had woken up. "Avery?" He questioned, praying that he'd been right all of these years and she was alive.

"Wyper." She retaliated with. He was surprised, she'd recognized him.

"Is it really you?" His gruff voice questioned as he put a cigarette between his lips and light it. "Let me see your arm."

"No." She growled at him. His eyebrows furrowed. In the past she would never have denied him. And when she'd gotten the tattoo- his mark, the red one that was on his left bicep had been put onto her left bicep also- she'd adored showing it off. But now she refused to even show him her arm. "It's no longer there." She sad when she noticed he was fingering his tattoo. His eyes widened in shock. "There was an accident, it's no longer visible." He could understand that. At least she didn't have it removed.

"Then we'll replace it." His solution was so simple that for a moment it felt like she as talking to Luffy about being cute.

"It's impossible. At least on my left arm." Now that, he did not believe. How could her entire arm be too fucked up to have a tattoo put on it? He was eying her arm now so she repositioned herself. Her left arm was in front of her with her right arm wrapped around it and her knee's hiding both arms. Her head rested on the top of her knees and it seemed she'd completely encased her arm.

But he didn't care, he wanted to see her arm. "Let me see it. If you don't at least prove that it's no longer discernible than we can not believe it's you."

"I never said it wasn't discernible. Using discernible means that some part of it can be seen still. Just not able to be made out. I said that it's no longer visible on this arm. Meaning that there's nothing left for you too look at." Avery replied. Her voice muffled by her knees.