Pointless Report:
Gyahahaha~
Hey guys! Wow first month of my New Year's resolution and I'm really cutting it down to the wire on updating this. I know I've said this several times but I really will try and get it out earlier.
For those of you who may or may not care, I've been spending my time filing out these written character memes and posting them on my DA file. (The link is located on my profile here of Fanfiction)
Huge piles of Luffy approved meat to my reviewers: Moonlight Calls, Mokuseiya, sucker4villains (), Justalittlebatty13, Arrowashi, SniperKingSogeking0341, ichigo1508, Jen567 and Ippiki Ookami no Fuyu.
To Moonlight Calls: Let me explain my train of thought. When I think of Zoro's sense of direction it seems to me that he just goes wherever the Hell he wants to. But, it would appear that he doesn't actually go to where he thinks he's going but instead has a remarkable way of ending up in the perfect place. For examples: In the Alabasta arc, he ended up the closest to the bomb's location because he thought he was going "north". In the Shabondy arc, he was headed back to Sunny, but instead he was actually heading towards the auction house, where everyone was going to be meeting. So my rambling thoughts came up with this, if Mariko wanted Zoro to follow her so he would get lost in the woods, the affects would be opposite, and he'd end up where she was going to be eventually.
-_-" I'm very sorry if my logic confuses you or any of my other readers.
Anyways, onward to the chapter!
-"~"-
Arasoi lifted an eye halfway. It was quiet, far too quiet for comfort. She stretched and looked around the room. No happy human girl scooping her up and squeezing her half to death anywhere.
Arasoi leapt down from the bed. Someone had left the door closed in a feeble attempt to confide her. She walked over to the door, flattened herself to the ground, aimed, and pounced at the doorknob. She whacked the knob and landed gracefully as the door swung open.
She licked her paw smugly, humans were so foolish.
-"~"-
Arasoi wandered down the halls, rarely crossing paths with any of the humans. This did not concern her because the humans would often avoid her and purposely go in another direction if they saw her coming, but alas, there was still the ignorant fools who thought that just because they were bigger then her, they had the right to walk where they wanted.
She almost pitied humans like that, but she had more pressing matters at hand so she never dwelled on such trivial concerns.
However, her main concern for the moment was Mariko. The girl seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
No matter, she knew how to get Mariko to come to her.
She happened to glance out one of the windows and was shocked to see the sun setting. This bothered her, because it told her that she'd been asleep for most of the day, something she rarely did.
She tried to think of what this might mean, but the smell of food came to her attention and she soon forgot.
Her ears twitched at the familiar sound of plates clanking together and voices drifting down the hall.
She started on her way, where there was food, there would be humans, and there was one particular human she was hoping on seeing.
She ran stealthily around the corner and dashed into the dining hall. No one took any notice to her and she was able to slip by and go to her destination uninterrupted. Her eyes narrowed as she caught sight off her target.
Trafalgar Law, her mortal enemy.
For some reason or another he didn't have as much food piled onto his plate as he normally would. Arasoi considered this as she hid under the table. On the one paw, because there was less food, Law may be more protective of it, but on the other paw, there was always the satisfaction of seeing his expression as she gulped down every last bit of it. Something she had yet to accomplish.
She waited until he seemed deep enough into the conversation and she leapt up onto the table, causing his drink to fall over and spills its continents all over the table.
Law turned to the table and stared at Arasoi for a moment.
He sighed, "Just take it, I wasn't really hungry anyways, but if someone could pass me more sake then that'd be greatly appreciated."
The table stared at their captain in shock and someone hastily slid the bottle toward him. Law slowly picked up his glass and filled it to the brim, before taking a long sip.
Arasoi was completely confused. Why wasn't he yelling at her? Why did he act like it didn't matter? He should be yelling and cursing and shouting for Mariko to come and get her demon (which Arasoi took no offence to) so he could eat his meal in peace.
And yet here he was, quietly drinking his alcohol and resuming his conversation with the large scary looking crewmate next to him.
Arasoi stood there dumb folded. Something was very wrong to cause this sort of reaction.
She swallowed the food she had in her mouth awkwardly and did something unimaginable.
She jumped down off the table and sat on Law's lap. She batted at his face, not a scratch but a bat to get his attention.
The table was silent was Law turn his attention to Arasoi.
"She's gone if that's what you want to know." He said in a bored tone of voice. "She left this morning and we have no idea when she'll be back."
Arasoi flicked her tail and batted his face again.
"And she's supposed to call sometime tonight but you shouldn't get your hopes up that she'll be consistent, things happen."
Arasoi blinked, jumped off his lap and walked out of the dining hall.
Law watched her go passively and picked up a bit of his dinner and ate it. Who knew not responding would let him eat his meal in peace?
-"~"-
Arasoi lay just outside the dining hall, her eyes concentrating on the doorway. The crew moved stiffly as they passed her, as if they thought that she might jump and attack them if they got too close or made too much noise, which was perfectly understandable.
Arasoi hissed at a few crewmen just to help keep her image, it was bad enough that she hadn't clawed Law's face off at dinner now that no one was there to stop her. But that could wait until tomorrow. For now, she needed Law in one piece.
And so she waited for him quietly. She never moved a muscle except for an occasional twitch in her ear.
After what seemed like forever, Law finally came out and jumped a little bit at the sight of the cat.
"You're acting little a creepy stalker right now, you know that right?" He asked irritably.
Arasoi meow in agreement, which just caused another sigh from Law.
"Well, she's supposed to be calling sometime soon, so we might as well go to the Den Den Mushi and wait for her to call. It's not like I have anything better to do anyways."
Arasoi meowed sarcastically and bounded after him.
-"~"-
Law sat in his chair with one eye on the Den Den Mushi, and the other on Arasoi, who at the moment was batting at a stray thread on his pants.
For a moment he could almost envision a cute and curious kitten, innocently minding its own business. But he could see the concentration and viciousness in her eyes that made him wonder how much self-restraint the cat had before she would snap and sink her teeth into his leg.
The thought made him cringe.
The eyes of the snail blinked open and shook which startled Law. He immediately picked up the receiver.
"Hullo?" He asked.
"Damn it Law, whoever wrote this note needs be taught how to print neatly, it's taken me a good 10 minutes just figure out the damn numbers." An annoyed voice complained on the other end.
Law chuckled, "What no 'Hello'?"
"Hell no, I said that to you this morning, or are you more of a dumbass then I thought you were?"
"Not at all, so where are you right now?"
"I'm at this 'safe house' Yukio set up. Oh yeah! And I met some weird guy and ate dinner with him."
Law stopped and considered his next answer carefully. "You, the anti-social girl, met a human person and invited him to have dinner with you?" Even when the words came out of his mouth they still sounded impossible.
"Not exactly, see, I was trying to lose him in the woods and when I got home he'd somehow wound up there. And one thing led to the next and I was eating dinner with him."
"That sounds…a little bit more like you but not really."
"Look, I haven't a clue what possessed me to have dinner with this guy but I'm kind of glad I did. He was a pretty decent guy. He's a pirate too believe it or not."
"Oh really? What's his name? Is he well known?" Law asked generally intrigued. He was interested as to what kind of person would be classified under Mariko's list of "decent" people.
"His name's Zoro, I forgot to ask him what his last name was, or even if he had one for that matter."
Law went through his mental list of pirate bounty posters, it couldn't be…
"Mariko, did this man have green hair, tanned skin and three swords." Law asked calmly trying to pick out the most noticeable traits of the bounty poster picture he was thinking of.
The other end of the line was silent. "Kay, you've got to stop with your mind reading, it's really starting to freak me out."
Law sighed, "Mariko, did you insult this man in anyway?"
"What kind of question is that?"
"Just answer the question."
"I insult everyone I meet, nothing new there. What's the big deal if I insulted this particular guy? He and I were on good terms when he left."
"What you don't know is that the man you had over for…dinner. Is part of a crew who's been turning the world upside down and giving the World Government Hell ever since they formed their crew." Law groaned. "Otherwise known as the Straw Hat pirates, led by their captain 'Straw Hat' Monkey D. Luffy."
The other end was quiet and Law couldn't figure out if she was thinking in horror to what she'd just done or if she was just plain speechless.
"So," Mariko said slowly, "you're telling me that the guy I had over to dinner is part of some Hell sent group of pirates?"
"That's about right."
"Wow…I thought there was something a bit off about Sword Boy."
Law groaned. "Please tell me you didn't actually call 'Pirate Hunter' Roronoa Zoro 'Sword Boy'."
He could almost hear the smile in her voice.
"Yup!" She said cheerfully.
"You're an idiot."
"That's not very nice."
"I'm not a very nice person."
"Well neither am I."
"I've noticed."
Law heard Mariko sigh deeply.
"So," Law said casually, "what exactly are you going to be wearing to this party of yours?"
Mariko muttered something Law couldn't make out.
"I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"I said I was going to be wearing a…" She mumbled the last part.
"I still can't hear you."
"I'm going to be wearing a dress okay?"
Law laughed in surprise. "What?"
"Asshole."
"No no, I'm not trying to be rude. I just can't honestly imagine you wearing anything girly."
"Well it's not exactly girly. I ordered it from a dress maker in the town just down the road from where I am now. It's a nice midnight blue. It looked great on the model in the catalog I ordered it from."
"When exactly did you find the time to order this?"
"I kind of ordered it back on the ship." She said guiltily.
"Before you knew if I'd say yes?"
"Well I would have gone no matter what your opinion would have been but yeah."
"I feel so respected right now."
"Yeah yeah poor little captain."
Law smiled and then felt a sharp pain go through his leg as Arasoi (who'd been waiting quite patiently) had decided at that moment to jump onto the table using Law's leg as a ladder.
"What was that?"
Law sucked in a breath. "Your goddamn demon, that's what."
Arasoi meowed into the receiver Law had in his hand. Whatever it was, Mariko seemed to be trapped inside of it and the snail thing seemed to be talking in her voice.
"Arasoi!" Mariko cooed. "Aww how's my cute little kitty?"
Arasoi mewed.
"Please stop, I think I'm going to throw up." Law moaned.
"Not my problem, you're a doctor, you'll be fine." Mariko snapped. "Poor little Arasoi, I'm sorry I wasn't there when you woke up."
Arasoi meowed in an oddly cute way.
Law had had enough, "Alright Mariko, it's been nice hearing from you. We'll hear from you tomorrow."
"Hey! Wait I wasn't done-"
Law slammed down the receiver and the Den Den Mushi instantly fell asleep.
Arasoi cocked her head in confusion at the suddenly silent snail.
Law rubbed his temples. He drew the line at baby talk.
Arasoi, having realized that the snail was not going to wake up any time soon, turned slowly to Law. She growled deep in her throat and lunged herself at his face, claws fully extended.
Law reacted instantly and dodged the ball of raging furry death.
Arasoi hissed and ran off out of the room.
Law took a few calming breaths and slumped down in his chair.
"And here I was thinking we might have formed some kind of truce." He muttered after her.
If only it could have been that simple.
