Kay here's chapter two, enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece or any of its characters, I also don't own the movie I based this off of (still can't remember the name). If you want to tell me the name I would greatly appreicate it.

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He glanced out the window. There was very impressive view of the ocean, with the sun hitting the water in a way that reminds you of the scene in a movie. Calm and relaxing, that was the only way to really describe it. But not even this rare and beautiful sight could help calm the dark-haired boy down.

He was bouncing in his seat, and was anxiously glancing at the clock on the white wall. It felt like there was a small group of butterflies fluttering around in the pit of his stomach, threatening to make his breakfast come back up. He has only been waiting for about five minutes, but it feels like forever since he has been called in.

"He is ready to see you now." The young boy stood up and faced the receptionist at the front desk. She gave him a warm smile and motioned to the hallway on her right with her hand. He glanced to the hallway and took a deep breath, to try and calm his rising nerves.

"Don't worry, everything will turn out fine." He gave the receptionist a grateful smile as he walked by. The hallway was long, and at the moment seemed to stretch on forever. He passed the time by idealy glancing at the portraits that decorated the ivory walls. Each with the same sur-name under the picture. The name that owned this company, and made it the major icon it was today.

When he finally reached the end he read the name before gazing into the familiar face of the current CEO of this company. He took in a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves once again, before shakily opening the door.

The office wide, with wine red walls. The back of the room showed huge cieling to floor windows that faced the glistening ocean. The view made the room seem even wider, and the light that entered gave everything a warmer feel. In the middle sat a large, dark, cherry-oak desk, a leather, black, revolving chair behind it, the current occupant facing the windows.

The younge man quietly walked into the room, closing the door silently behind him as he entered. He took slow even steps and stopped in half-way to the desk. He stayed quiet, which was not something he was relatively use to, but did it anyway.

He had heard the light murmuring, the almost inaudiable squeaks of the chair as the man leaned back, the deep intakes of breathes or small sighs that came out of his mouth. So it was plainly obvious to the boy, that the man before him was talking on the phone. Nobody could have known that simply by those types of things, but he had learned to tell the signs over the years. Well there was that and you could also see the black cord that was connected to the phone, disappear behind the chair. This man was a bit old school and never really took a liking to cordless phones or cellular phones for that matter, though he still had one, for business purposes or emergencies only.

The boy tugged on the sleeve of his suit jacket in an effort to help the stiffness in his arms. He really hated suits, but was obligated to use them mainly for work or appearance purposes. Like he really cared about his appearance, he could usually get away with only wearing slacks and a long sleeve shirt. He never liked to wear the shoes or have the suffocating jacket on either. He mostly walked around with a pair of flip-flops, shirt untucked, and sleeves pushed up whenever he could. Now was not one of those times though. No, he was here to impress...right?

Yes, of course he was! He mentally face palmed himself. He was usually so confident and optimistic. Where did all that energy go? Well, wherever it went it had better come back.

'Do you hear me confidence? You better come back before I decide to kick your ass!'. Well, it's obvious to say he wasn't a straight A student. 'That's it, I'm definitly kicking your ass now!'. Maybe not B either, but hey he made it further then most, didn't he?

The boy's silent threats were interrupted by a deep, strong voice.

"Yes, well keep me updated on how it goes..(short pause)..I'm sure I'll find a solution to that problem soon enough, good day." A soft click sounded throught the room as the phone was put back in it's reciever. The man let out an inaudiable sigh, before turning his attention to the visitor in the room.

"Sorry about that, there seems to be trouble with one of the Lables out in Manhatten." He said as the chair rotated to in the direction of the door. A tall, darkly tanned man came into view. He had long ebony hair, neatly tighed in a ponytail at the back of his neck. A large red tattoo decorated the left side of his face. His dark blue eyes were currently closed, and a small frown decortated his features. You could tell he was well built and toned, under the black business suit he wore.

"No it's fine, I wasn't waiting long." The nervesness died down now that he could finally see the man. The man opened his eyes, the look softening a bit at the sight of the young man in front of him. He gave a small smile and motioned the boy to sit down. When he did, the man cleared his throat, and quickly took out a folder from inside one of the drawers in his desk.

"Now, you know why you are here, correct?" He leaned back on his chair again, and lazily flipped through the pages in his folder.

The nerves came back and he stiffened in his seat a bit. "Yes, sir." his voice came out small and unsure. The man returned his gaze to him and raised an eyebrow.

"Are you nervous?" The boy's head went up fast when he heard that statement. "What! No!" His face started to feel hot, and he shook his head to try and make it go down again. He didn't look the man in eye.

The other smirked and returned to reading the report in his hand. "Uh-huh...You know your a horrible liar Luffy."

The boy couldn't help but pout angerly at that statement. "I'm getting better at it." he murmured, causing the older of the two to chuckle. Luffy added a glare to his pout, only succeeding in making the other chuckle louder.

"That's not funny." He stated with a slight whine. The man settled down a bit and looked back at the boy. Luffy was still slightly glaring at him, but the pout was gone. He softly smiled to him and slid the folder on the desk, so that it now faced the other.

Luffy looked down at the beige file before looking back up and giving the man a questioning expression. "Now tell me why you're here."

"They told me you wanted to discuss my current employment or something like that." It seemed that the tension was gone, and so were all the formalities. The past conversation breaking the ice of whatever needed the ice broken. Luffy unconsiously loosened his tie, as did the man in front of him. He reached for the folder, and both leaned back in their chairs, placing their feet on the strong oak desk.

"That sounds about right." Luffy stared at the beige cover before finally stating his worries, "Are you going to fire me?".

The elder looked at him a bit bewildered. "And why would I do that?"

"Cause I don't take the rules seirously."

The man let out a light bellow. "Nobody expects you, of all people, to take the rules seirously, and no I didn't call you in to fire you."

"Then why did you call me in?" He was confused. If he wasn't getting fired then what other reason was there to discuss his job.

"Open it up." He pointed to the folder in Luffy's hands. The younger did as he was told. Inside was a faxed report from one of the main Lables in Manhatten. Maybe the one he was talking about over the phone earlier.

"That's where you're headed."

"What?" Maybe he heared that wrong.

"That place will be your new work environment." The man began to tap the tips of his fingers against eachother, a big smirk forming on his tanned features.

"What! No way! You're really sending me somewhere else?" Luffy jumped out of his seat, excitement taking over as he bounced up and down on the balls of his feet.

"Of course that's after you finish college, and get your degree...right?" The man sat up straight, and raised an eyebrow. He was being seirous about this.

Luffy nodded vigorously, and hugged the file against his chest. "Yea, yea! Of course! Don't worry about that; wow I can't believe you're finally letting me go out on my own!"

"Well, I had to let go eventually right? And even though I'm not completly sure about this, I trust you to work it out and make it work." The man let out a small sigh, and closed his eyes. Really he didn't know if this was the right decision, but the kid was whining about him not giving him enough space when it came to work.

"So its a deal? You will leave after you graduate from college, and then you will be completly on your own." He restated the agreement, making sure that the kid understood his conditions.

"Yes, yes deal deal deal!" Luffy couldn't help it, he ran over to the other side of the desk and gave the man a big hug. "Thank you, oh thank you dad, your the best!"

"Yea, yea...okay we're still at work you know." The man, now revealed to be Luffy's father, pulled the young form away from him.

"Right, right...sorry." Luffy let go and sat back on his seat, a toothy grin decorating his face.

Luffy's father reorganized a few loose pages on his desk, he then cleared his throat before opening his mouth to speak. But before he could say anything, a staticy noise came from the loud speaker on his desk.

Soon enough a woman's voice could be heard from it. "Mister Dragon...sir...your umm..father is here to see you." An annoyed twitch was both seen and felt at the mention of his father.

"Can you tell him to wait? I'm a little busy at the moment."

"I would sir, but you see...well...he already started walking down the hall...he will probably burst in any moment now." As if on cue, the door slammed open, revealing a tall, largely-built man, with gray hair and a cocky smile.

"Is that him, sir?" the voice on the speaker sounded a bit afraid.

"Hello again Clare!" He yelled to make sure the woman could hear him. "H-hello again Mister Garp..."

Luffy turned around on his chair and smiled at the new comer. "Hey, Gramps." The man smiled towards the boy still sitting in the chair. "Hello my grandson, what are you doing here?"

"I was going to ask you the same question." Garp guided his gaze to the other man sitting across from the boy. Dragon gave him a hard glare, very pissed off about the interruption and loud entrance.

Garp furrowed his brows at him. "Now don't you give that look to me! I'm your father and therefore I demand respect."

"I'll give you 10 seconds to explain why your here, before I call security." Garp smiled, 'That's more then last time!'

"I just wanted to stop by a bit, I got bored." He bluntly stated before walking over to the empty seat on Luffy's right. He sat down, smiled towards his grandson, and lazily lifted his feet onto the desk, not worried at all about the threat.

Dragon sighed and just left it at that, after all security wouldn't do anything about it since his father was their boss too. He lifted his feet on his desk as well, and tried to remember what he was going to say. "Okay well I think that's it, I have nothing else to say to you." He directed towards Luffy.

Luffy smiled wide and jumped out of his seat. "Thanks so much Dad! You're the best!"

"Wait, why is he the best?" Garp asked raising a brow.

"Because, Dad thinks I'm ready to work away from home!" He grinned widely, his eyes shining with stars at the thought.

"Ah, that's nice...wait, WHAT?" The older man stood up, and slapped his palms against the hard oak. "You think this idiot is ready to leave!" He pointed a finger towards Luffy. Luffy looked almost offended and frowned at his grandfather.

"I so am ready!" He yelled defensively. Garp looked him up and down before facing his son again. "He is not ready! He needs at least four more years of hard training before he could even be expected to lead others."

"This isn't the army, grandpa! And I am ready to lead others!" He crossed his arms over his chest, and pouted.

"It doesn't matter if this is the army or not! See, I told you, you should of shiped him off to militery school, that way he would learn not to talk back to his elders!" He directed that statement to the man sitting behind the desk.

"I didn't want to go to militery school!"

Garp raised his fist and bonked Luffy hard on the head, causing him to come face to face with the linium tiles. "Show some respect!"

Luffy sat up and rubbed his tender head."That hurt, old man!" He was hit once again. "Respect!"

Dragon lazily watched the exchange take place. 'Maybe Luffy leaving won't be such a bad thing.' The sound of something breaking echoed through the room. 'I won't have to buy anymore new furniture for awhile.' He smiled softly. 'And he's not afraid to stand up for what he believes in.'

Dragon watched them a little longer, now with a more attentive eye. 'No father you're wrong, he does have what it takes to be a leader.'

Okay well theres chapter two...I wanted to add more, but it turned out really long. The next chapter will answer some questions about Sanji and Zoro and Nami, I think. Also it might be up by the end of next week so look out for it. Hehehe bet you can guess what pairing I'm going to use now huh. And if your wondering about my other story, don't worry the next chapter will be up for that one too, its just that I had major writers block for it I guess. Okay I talk too much. R & R, but only if you want to , Bye.