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-This is a time/scene skip…this is the only way Fanfiction'll let me divide things…Ignore this-

Mariko stared at the family in the photograph smiling back at her, faces frozen in time forever.

'Is this why everyone was avoiding me?' she asked not looking up from the paper.

'We weren't sure if you knew or not.'

She sighed deeply. 'Law, the Daiyomondo family controls the capital of one of the most famous tourist attractions on the Grand Line. I knew about Tetsuo the day he was born.'

She punched him lightly on the arm. 'But it was sweet of you guys, pissed me off a bit but sweet.'

Law smiled. 'We were just worried about you princess.'

Mariko groaned. 'Stop calling me that!'

Law smirked. 'Not likely to happen.'

She shot him a watch-your-mouth-or-I'll-rip-out-your-tongue glare, which he completely shrugged off. 'Can I at least keep Arasoi?'

Law eyed the cat in question which had made herself a bed in the nearby flower bed and was staring intensely at Law. To which Law responded by flipping her off. Arasoi shot him a look of complete disgust and looked at Mariko significantly. 'Do I really need to put up with him?'

'Do you pride yourself in your skill of finding the most psychopathic things in the world?' he asked Mariko.

She grinned back. 'Everyday, besides, I met you didn't I?'

Law smirked. 'Damn straight.'

'So can I keep her?'

Law looked from Mariko's hopeful face to Arasoi's disgusted one. 'If I say yes, do you promise to take full responsibility for her?'

'Yes!'

Law contemplated. 'Alright, but keep her away from me, I think she wants to scratch my eyes out.'

Mariko beamed. 'Hey Law can I ask you one more favor?'

'Of course.'

'Could I keep that picture?'

Law narrowed his eyes. 'I…suppose. Are you sure you want it?'

'Yeah, it's a nice picture of all of them.' She answered. Law noticed slight hesitation in her voice.

'Alright, but don't do anything stupid. If you don't let your body rest for a bit you'll die.'

She rolled her eyes. 'Yes "Dark Doctor" I'll be a good little psychopathic pirate and not go burning down villages and throwing myself off cliffs.'

Law nodded. 'See to it you don't.' he said dryly.

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Mariko flopped onto her bed and stared at the picture intensely. It reminded her of real estate ads in the newspaper. With the perfect families proudly standing in front of their new home and talking about how great it is: "I've never lived anywhere this amazing!" "Yes sir, no sea kings here to threaten my family and eat our dog!" "Oh yes, we'll live here for the rest of our lives! Am I worried the kids will want their own houses when they get older? Not at all! The basement's big enough to hold them for years!"

Mariko sighed and focused on the youngest member of the family, Tetsuo. He seemed to stand out compared to the others in the picture. With his dark gray hair and large red eyes so dark they seemed black.

In the photo, he didn't seem like part of the family, but Mariko could sense her father's presence and her mother's gaze by just looking at him.

'Poor kid, he looks kind of like a demon. He must have to deal with a Hell of a lot of judgmental people, and kids these days are so harsh on each other.' She murmured.

Mariko turned away and stared at the ceiling.

'He's probably a good kid though.'

If only she could meet him, just once. She only knew his name and face, nothing else.

She bolted up. 'Wait a minute…' she muttered. She snatched her backpack from the floor and began pulling things out.

'Did I bring it here or leave it on the ship?' she asked herself. 'No I'm sure I brought it here.' Yukio had told her to keep it with her at all times.

She reached into her deep backpack until she found it. With a triumphant smile she pulled out a silver hard covered notebook. The cover had her diamond symbol in the middle and a strange language around the edges written in black.

Mariko thought of what Yukio had told her when she'd given it to her.

'This is your Grimoire, in time you'll learn to call upon many gods and you'll learn a lot of spells. Every time you learn a new one, write it down. From what I've seen, you'll be lucky if you remember a fraction of what you've learned.'

It was one of the closest she'd gotten to a compliment.

She opened it and flipped through the pages, skimming the each sentence until she found her goal.

She read the sentence quickly, this just might work. She grabbed the bowl of fruit on the table a dumped out all the fruit onto the floor.

'I'll clean it up later.'

She ran to the bathroom and poured water into the bowl and carefully set it on the floor. She knelt down and stared into the water.

'Ea! Show me Daiyomondo Tetsuo! Located on Hōseki Island!'

The water quivered and bent as the picture came into view. The water shimmered and a pair of dark red eyes shone back at her.

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Tetsuo crouched further into the shadows. He couldn't get caught, not when he'd come so far. He was so close now. He looked down the hallway to his goal. Even from the distance he could make out the boards covering up the door to the room. Curiosity had been eating away at him for years about what was in that room. There had to be a secret, why else would Father ban him from even going near there?

He sucked in a breath as one of the servants hurried by, no doubt wanting to get home and get some well deserved sleep before another busy day.

He didn't dare move until she was long gone. He let out an uneasy breath and peeked out from his hiding place.

'What's he so nervous about?' Mariko wondered silently.

When he was sure no one was in the general area, Tetsuo darted out and across the hallway, careful to make as little noise as possible. When he was safely on the other side he strained to hear if anyone had heard him.

Mariko watched him with mild amusement. 'I wonder if he'd think it's creepy that someone was watching his every move?' she thought.

His breath was uneven. Even though he couldn't hear anyone nearby, he could still feel someone watching him.

'He probably wouldn't.'

It really creeped him out.

He gave himself a mental slap, he was just being paranoid. He checked the hall, still nothing. Gathering the last of his courage he raced down the hall. His senses seemed sharper than usual. Every sound made him flinch, every faraway voice made him glance over his shoulder.

In what seemed like a blink of an eye he found himself in front of the door. The boards must have been on there for years, they came off so easily.

Mariko watched in shock. 'That room…it couldn't be…'

Waving away the last of his uncertainties, he turned the dusty doorknob and peeked inside.

He stared in confusion. 'A…bedroom?'

He looked around bewildered. How could a boarded up bedroom be so important?

He sighed and quietly shut the door behind him. That's what he was going to find out.

He glanced at the thick layer of dust on the dresser. Whoever's room this had been, they hadn't been back in a while.

He took a deep breath. Bishamon had told him every day they were training that when he found himself in a situation he didn't completely understand, to observe even the most subtle clues.

Bishamon was like an older brother to him, but he left a few months ago to represent Hōseki Island at another island and wasn't supposed to be back for while. Tetsuo still half expected him to be training in the gardens or walking down the halls.

Tetsuo looked around the room, trying to find anything unusual about it. The covers on the bed were a mess, like someone had thrown them off in a hurry. A few discarded toys littered the floor, lost and forgotten by their owner. 'So a kid lived here…but this can't be Keiko's old room. Otherwise she would've cleaned it up before she left…' he thought picking up a faded plush Sea King. He walked over to the dresser and hesitated. Even though no one lived here anymore it still felt like he was invading someone's personal stuff. But he was dying to know more about this mystery.

He pulled open one of the drawers, some tunics, skirts and a few skirts lay neatly folded.

'So it was a girl…' he mumbled. Tetsuo closed the drawer and tip-toed to the door and pressed his ear against it and sighed in relief. He was still safe for now.

He glanced at around the room, contemplating on what he knew. A girl had lived here, but hadn't come back. Judging from the size of the clothes, she had probably been a few years younger than he was now. When she left, she left in a hurry.

He opened his eyes and glanced at the bed. 'I wonder…' he muttered. He bent down and looked under the bed. A box lay hidden near the back. 'Jackpot!' he thought smirking. He sneezed a few times as he pulled out the box. This was interesting. He blew the dust away from the top. "D.M" was written across the top in bold black marker.

He lifted the top off carefully and set it down beside him. A small collection of treasures winked back at him. He took out each of the items one by one and set them in front of him. A book, a container, a dirty tunic, a few weird colored rocks, a broken necklace, a little toy dog and some old candy.

He picked up the tunic and felt a mental shiver crawl up his spine. The tunic was stained with old blood. Panicking, he threw it on the far side of the room. He flinched, what had happened to the girl? He shrugged it off, that's what he was going to find out.

He dismissed the rocks, candy and toy, they didn't seem at all important. He glanced at the small book.

'I'll save that for last.' He thought opening the container. It was half filled with a hard unknown green substance. Tetsuo poked it experimentally. The substance flaked a little as he touched it but mostly remained unchanged. He rubbed his fingers together and sniffed. It smelt like the sea. He closed the container and put it to the side.

'If I'm dead in the next hour I'll know if it's poisonous.' He thought vaguely regretting his previous decision.

He examined the necklace. It eerily reminded him of Mother's jewelry. He stuffed it into his pocket. He could find out who made it in the morning.

Finally the book, he held it delicately in his hands. Whatever the book had in it, would probably give him some huge clues. He carefully opened the cover.

'This book belongs to Daiyomondo Mariko.'

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Mariko gasped as the image shattered in front of her as she collapsed onto her side. Sweat covered limbs curling up in pain as she tried to regain control of her shuttering breath.

'Idiot! You used the spell for too long!' she scolded herself. Her vision swam as she pulled herself off the ground too quickly.

Arasoi was hissing at the water, daring it to explode again. Mariko blinked groggily. She'd forgotten about the cat.

'Shut up Arasoi,' she groaned leaning against the wall. Arasoi, convinced the water feared her enough, wacked the bowl with her paw. Giving Mariko a smug look, she leapt on the bed and curled up into a tight black ball.

Mariko rolled her eyes. 'Weird cat,' she muttered slowly rising to her feet. Feeling mildly light headed, she stumbled to the bathroom and chugged some water from the tap. Feeling more focused she went back into the bedroom and threw herself onto the bed face first, narrowly missing Arasoi, who had scurried away to avoid getting squashed.

Arasoi hissed at the fallen pirate.

'It's my bed. I can sleep where I want. If you don't like it, find some space for yourself.'

Arasoi gave her a look of absolute disgust and leapt on the back of Mariko's head.

Mariko's eye twitched. 'You're so lucky you saved my ass…'

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A slap in the face wasn't Mariko's preferred method of being woken up, especially since she also got a face full of claws.

She grumbled curses under her breath as she dragged herself out of bed.

'What'd you wake me up for?'

Arasoi scratched at the door and mewed pitifully.

Mariko looked out of the window. The sun was just setting over the horizon.

'I must have slept for a while.' She yawned. She breathed in the air, the thick alluring aroma of food floated in the air. 'Of right, I owe you some crab don't I?'

Arasoi meowed impatiently.

'Alright, I'll get you some in a minute.' She sighed rubbing her eyes. She splashed so cold water on her face and felt mildly more awake.

Throwing on her hoodie and grabbing her key she opened the door. Arasoi weaved in and out of her legs almost tripping her several times as they proceeded down the hall. Anyone foolish enough to stare was sent a glare of absolute irritation.

Mariko spied the buffet. Luckily the local fishermen must have had a good haul because the tables were stacked with all sorts of fish combinations. Giving silent thanks, she grabbed a plate and snagged a few choice fish and a few crab legs for Arasoi (who Mariko had to fight with to make sure she didn't jump up on the table). Thinking this over, Mariko realized she never did mention to the manager that she was keeping Arasoi in her room.

She shrugged. If she got caught it would be Law's problem.

Scanning the room she found the crew lounging in their unofficial section of the room. It was as if there was an invisible barrier that refused to let anyone in unless they were a pirate or the unfortunate waiter who was frantically running back and forth taking and delivering drinks.

Frowning, she sat herself down at the very edge of the group. Close enough to be identified as part of the crew, but far enough to not to be engaged in any conversations. Or at least that's what she'd planned. Unfortunately, she didn't sit down in time for Law not to notice her. In almost blink of an eye (and a devil fruit power later) she found herself sandwiched between Jean Bart and Zeke.

She glanced in each direction, damn, there was no escape route. She pulled off another piece of crab and fed it to Arasoi, who had curled up on her lap.

It seemed Law had reassured the crew that she knew about Tetsuo, because the crew had reverted back to their usual lax attitude and there was talking and laughing all around her. Mariko sensed that there was at least a few of them that were watching her out of the corner of their eye.

After it became apparent that Mariko had no intention of socializing, Zeke piped up.

'Why do you look like you've been mauled by a Sea King?'

Mariko almost spat out her drink, but managed to chock in down. 'I was training for a while in my room…Do I look like shit?' she asked brushing a loose strand of hair away from her face.

'N-No I was just staring at the claw marks on your face and I, uhh…' He stammered.

'You look fine.' Jean Bart said levelly, without looking up from his food.

Mariko blinked in surprise and went back to her meal. 'Calm down,' she thought, 'just don't make eye contact with anyone and they'll leave you alone.'

'So you've been all around the world?' a crewman with a penguin hat asked from the next table.

'I haven't been everywhere, but I've seen a lot when I was travelling with Yukio.' She answered, she noticed most of the crew was watching her closely now.

She didn't like where this was headed.

The penguin man grinned. 'What exactly have you seen?'

'Just…stuff. A few buildings, different people and animals…' she said cautiously. It occurred to her she was the only woman in the crew. Not good.

A few guys snickered. Mariko had a feeling she'd just walked right into some kind of joke.

'So you've met quite a number of people?' Penguin man prompted.

'…Yes.' She said cautiously.

Penguin man grinned. "Have they been kind to you?'

Mariko blinked. 'Well they were kinda rough and nasty but I've met nicer people.'

The crew snickered. Mariko looked around in confusion. 'What'd I say?'

A split second after the words left her mouth she realized what was so funny.

She blushed. 'You sick minded bastards!'

The crew burst out laughing. Mariko turned a deeper red (if that was possible) and wished Yukio had taught her how to turn herself invisible.

Law grinned at her discomfort. 'Calm down, we're only teasing you. Don't take things so seriously, you need to unwind a little bit. Relax and enjoy the moment.'

Mariko glared. 'I would if I didn't have to look after you guys every damn time you get close to alcohol! I swear you all have no self restraint!' she retorted. Her cheeks were burning from her humiliation. She could feel quite a few eyes staring at her from all around the room.

She bit the inside of her cheek to stop herself from yelling at them to stop looking at the crew like they were some sort of tennis match.

Law took another sip of his drink. 'It comes with being a pirate,' he smirked. He stared at her curiously. 'You know, I've never known a pirate not to drink alcohol, much less one that refuses to even taste it.'

Mariko felt a chill go up her spine. Shit, she knew where this was going. She needed to get out of there. Fast. 'Well I'm glad you've all had your fun, but it's getting late and I should probably be getting to bed.' She said hastily standing up, knocking Arasoi off her lap. Arasoi meowed haughtily and retreated under the table.

The smile never left Law's face. He leaned forward and said in a low voice that only the crew could hear. 'What makes you so sure we'll let you leave, princess?'

Mariko found a hand on her shoulder and instinctively punched behind her. Another hand blocked the punch and forced her to sit down. She glanced behind her shoulder and saw Jean Bart with his arms crossed standing behind her. By some silent signal, the crew shifted themselves so they blocked the view of any curious bystander in the room.

Arasoi leapt out from under the table and hissed at Law.

'Yes! Yes! Good cat! Get them!' Mariko cheered. Law looked at the cat with mild irritation as if he'd just found the bird that always sang at three in the morning and woke everyone up. Grabbing Mariko's plate he threw it to the furthest side of the table. Arasoi flicked her tail and dashed after the fishy treats, completely deserting Mariko.

'Traitor!' Mariko called as she watched her only ally chase after her supper. She looked up at the evil grins pasted on the crew's face.

Law watched Arasoi devour the plate with fake interest. He waved lazily to the waiter. 'I need a bottle of sake for the lovely lady, if you please.'

Mariko's mind was whirling. She needed to buy herself enough time to escape to her room. She prayed that fate would be kind and delay the waiter. Was it her imagination? Or could she faintly hear the sound of laughter and knuckles cracking?

Her heart sank as the waiter reappeared. He glanced nervously at the pirates before setting down the bottle on the table.

'Help me~.' Mariko mouthed.

The waiter cleared his throat nervously as if to say something but was interrupted by a hand full of money shoved in his face.

'Thank you very much for your quick service, in appreciation for your efforts there's a nice tip in there for you. We'll only be a while so feel free to go about your business.' Law said coolly.

The waiter stammered in gratitude and retreated to the other side of the room.

'That's probably the nicest way I've ever heard anyone someone say "Here's a bribe now get out of my sight." in my life.' Mariko mused.

Law smirked. 'Thank you, but flattery won't distract me. You,' he said opening the bottle, 'are going to drink this.'

Mariko paled and tried to escape but the crew had formed a barrier separating her from the rest of the world. 'This is completely unfair! You're all ganging up on me!' she yelled. Several crewmates chuckled, this was the most fun they'd had all night.

Law sighed. 'Stop being so stubborn and drink up, it won't kill you.'

'I will so be stubborn! I'm not drinking that!'

Law's eye twitched in annoyance, this conversation was getting stupid. 'Jean Bart, pin her down. Zeke, try and pry her mouth open.'

Mariko struggled and bit any fingers that got close to her face.

'Get off me you bastards-` the bottle was shoved into her mouth mid scream. Liquid filled her mouth and she started to swallow. The sake slid down her throat.

Satisfied she'd had enough. Law pulled the bottle out of her mouth. 'Now, what did you think?'

Mariko blushed. 'It wasn't that bad…' she muttered licking her lips.

Law raised an eyebrow. 'I'm sorry, I don't think everyone heard you, could you speak up a little?'

Mariko shot a death glare at Law. 'It wasn't that bad! Happy now?' she shouted.

Law smirked. 'Very, now was that so hard?'

Mariko flipped him off and snarled.

Law laughed. 'Alright, we've had our fun. You're dismissed, princess.'

'Yes Captain.' She sneered as if the sentence was the worst swear ever spoken. She scooped up Arasoi and stormed out of the room.

'Lousy cat, abandoning me for a quick meal.' She muttered.

Arasoi meowed and licked her paws. 'At least I got fish.' She seemed to say.