A review asked what Izuku was gonna be, and asked if he was gonna be a pirate, who would be on his crew? My answer is maybe a MHA character, maybe one or two One Piece characters, but the main members, the 'OG' members, well…

Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece, My Hero Academia, or Assassination Classroom. One Piece belongs to Eiichiro Oda, My Hero Academia belongs to Kohei Horikoshi, and Assassination Classroom is owned by Yusei Matsui. I'm pretty sure they all belong to Shueisha too, I don't know. All three are just some of my favorite anime.

Pain flared in Izuku's arm, but he continued to push himself to his limits. He panted as he flew at hypersonic speeds, slightly aided by the freezing, biting winds around him.

"I have an idea. Let's fly kilometers above the planet! That will be a nice flight!" Nana said mockingly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Yoichi mumbled in shame.

"The winds up here are a lot faster than 440 kilometers per hour. I'm guessing the planet is a lot bigger than it's supposed to be," the Second said.

"It is a different world. It would be odd if there aren't some differences here and there," En added.

"If the planet was bigger, we would be crushed under twice the gravity!"

"The planet probably has less mass!"

"Brr greh muh seuh."

"Right, we'll let you focus." Izuku let them talk as he struggled to keep flying, trying not to pass out. The pain and the cold were sapping away at his energy, and his adrenaline rush had worn off days ago.

As Izuku continued to fly at breakneck speeds, his body strained under the immense pressure and winds that whipped against him. The biting cold bit into his exposed skin, causing his breath to hitch with each inhale. The world below became a blur of vibrant color as he ascended higher and higher, his eyes stinging from the wind and the tears that formed in response.

Time seemed to stretch endlessly as Izuku pressed on, his mind clouded with a mix of determination and exhaustion. Finally, he dropped down rapidly, trying to get below the clouds before his energy fully died out. As he flew past white clouds, his eyes began to close.

"Izuku, I know you're tired, but you can't pass out now!" Nana said. "Hold on until we find land- land- land- Why the fuck is there only water?!"

Sure enough, the world under him was nothing but ocean. Izuku groaned as he struggled to stay awake, but he couldn't. The world darkened until darkness overtook him, and he fell unconscious.

"Well, fuck," Daigoro said.

As Izuku fell into the abyss of unconsciousness, his mind drifted into a sea of dreams, tugging him deeper into the realm of slumber. Darkness was all he saw at first. But he felt something was there. Watching him. Izuku looked around, and turned around. Kaido sneered down at him.

With a shout, Izuku's eyes snapped open and he kicked off with great force, sending him rocketing through the air.

"Ninth! There's an island up ahead!" Yoichi said. Izuku spotted it and flew there, but his body was already becoming tired again. His eyes shut as he fell unconscious again, but he managed to make it to the island. Well, less make it, and more crash into it, sending sand flying into the air. Izuku laid there, face down, knocked out as days of flying finally caught up to him.

As the sun began its descent, casting vibrant hues of orange and pink across the sky, a gentle breeze swept through the shores of the island. The waves lapped lazily against the sandy beach, their rhythmic melody creating a serene symphony that seemed to soothe even the most troubled of souls. Seagulls glided gracefully overhead, their calls echoing through the air, as if welcoming the two figures that were on the sand. Two figures, for one had approached the unconscious Izuku.

Blue eyes studied the young boy, before looking behind him. The person picked up Izuku and slung him over their shoulder, grimacing at the sight of his ruined arm. They seemed to melt into the shadows as men dressed in white and blue uniforms arrived at the crater. Yet not even footprints were left behind.

As Izuku's eyes slowly opened to the soothing sound of ocean waves crashing against the shore, he found himself greeted by the warm embrace of the golden sun. Blinking against the blinding light, he took a moment to acclimate to his surroundings. Sand clung to his clothes, and a gentle breeze brushed against his face, carrying with it the salty scent of the sea. He slowly pushed himself up, his movements sluggish and lethargic.

As Izuku rose to his feet with a groan, a gentle hand reached out to steady him. He turned his head to find a woman with blue hair and blue eyes standing beside him, concern etched into her features. She wore a soft smile, his eyes filled with a gentle light. Her touch was warm, grounding Izuku in reality. A soothing sensation washed over him, calming the turmoil that had consumed his mind.

"Are you okay, kid?" she asked.

"Uh, yes. Where...?"

"You're in my little shack. Welcome to Jump Town," she said as she stood up and gestured around the room. It was a small one, one that very much looked like a tropical house. Izuku blinked before looking down on the bed. With a small yelp, he got up quickly, but hissed as his arm screamed in pain. The woman placed a hand on his shoulder and helped him sit down.

"Don't move around so much, you're still hurt," she said. "Focus on my voice, calm down."

Izuku took a deep breath as her voice grounded him. Though he did find it strange that the voice didn't sound like it quite belonged to a woman.

"Sorry. I just freaked out when I realized I was in a woman's bed," he said sheepishly. The woman blinked before suddenly laughing. Izuku laughed sheepishly too.

"I guess it's a bit strange, huh?"

"No, no, it's polite. It's just..." the woman chuckled while ruffling her short blue hair. "I'm a man."

"What?"

"..." Izuku stared at the androgynous man in front of him before his face suddenly turned red.

"Sorry! Sorry! I'm so sorry!" Izuku panicked as he bowed repeatedly. The now revealed to be a man grabbed his shoulders, calming him down again.

"It's alright. I've been mistaken as a girl my whole life. Now it's just funny to see people's reaction," the man laughed. "My name is Nagisa Shiota. What's your name, kid?"

'Nagisa Shiota?' Izuku thought.

"Um, Izuku Midoriya. Uh, why do you keep calling me kid? You don't look-?"

"I'm very much an adult man, you're a high schooler. One who clearly has been through a lot," Nagisa said as he gestured to Izuku's arm.

Now that the Hero has taken the time to relax, he noticed that his entire body was covered in bandages. He could feel a paste resting on his skin. His arm was tightly bound into a cast made of wood and bandages. His hand was also laid out perfectly straight, and it itches horribly. It wasn't Recovery Girl's treatment or Eri's Quirk, but he guessed it'd have to do. He was also changed into a white shirt and cargo shorts, and he was suddenly quite grateful that Nagisa was a man and not a woman.

"Here, drink this. It should help with the pain a little," Nagisa said as he held a cup of a green liquid to Izuku. "It's medicine, so expect a bad taste."

"Thank you," Izuku said as he took the cup and drank it slowly. It did taste pretty bad, but he could feel the pain in his arm decrease by a small amount. It was bearable. Or at least, he was subconsciously used to the pain.

Izuku nodded in gratitude as he handed the empty cup back to Nagisa. He observed his surroundings, taking in the small shack that Nagisa called home. The walls were adorned with faded posters of various marine creatures, their vibrant colors now muted with age.

"How long was I out?"

"About three days. Your body was pretty malnourished, you were freezing cold, and you were clearly dehydrated. I wasn't sure you were gonna survive, but you managed to pull through," Nagisa said.

"I told you we should've stopped!"

"What's done is done, Seventh."

"Don't you 'Seventh' me, Izuku already went through exhausting himself once, he did not need to do it again!"

"Ah, quit being a mom."

"Dude!"

"Wha- Oh. Sorry, it just slipped- wait, wait, wait!"

Izuku did his best to ignore the brutality that was happening in the depths of his mind. It was easier than he thought when his stomach growled.

"You're hungry? I'm not surprised. Soup and water can only fill you up so much, but your body had to readjust to eating again before eating solids. Can you walk?" Nagisa asked.

Izuku gingerly pushed himself up from the bed, testing out his weakened legs. The pain in his arm still persisted, but it was manageable now. He glanced around the small shack, his eyes taking in every detail. The worn-out wooden floor creaked slightly under his weight as he stood, and the walls were adorned with faded posters of marine creatures. Sunlight filtered through the cracks in the windows, casting golden beams of light that danced across the room.

Izuku slowly rose to his feet, his legs wobbling slightly under his weight. He took a cautious step forward, feeling the roughness of the wooden floor beneath his bare feet. The room around him seemed to sway gently, as if it was still caught in the lull of the ocean's embrace. As Izuku took each step forward, his legs gradually regained their strength, becoming more steady and reliable with every passing moment. Nagisa watched him walk carefully around his room. The room around them seemed to come alive, the worn-out wooden floor groaning beneath his weight, the pale sunlight filtering through the tiny cracks in the windows, casting ethereal beams of light that danced across the room like playful spirits.

Izuku took a deep breath, savoring the fresh, salty air that mingled with the faint scent of driftwood and seaweed. The sound of seagulls calling out to one another filled his ears, their cries echoing in the distance. He could see the vibrant hues of the ocean, ranging from deep sapphire to turquoise, as it stretched out endlessly before him. He looked over at Nagisa with a grin.

"Yeah, I think I'm good."

"Then let's go eat," Nagisa said. He helped Izuku to the door, and the two walked out of the shack. Izuku blinked as he took in Jump Town. It looked almost like a regular city, except the buildings were all made of stone and concrete.

As Izuku and Nagisa walked through the bustling streets of Jump Town, their footsteps were drowned out by the symphony of voices that filled the air. The vibrant colors of the cityscape enveloped them, from the neon signs that adorned the storefronts to the graffiti that sprawled across the walls. People of all shapes and sizes bustled past them, each lost in their own world of thoughts and desires.

"I guess this kind of traffic isn't exclusive to my world, huh?" Izuku mused.

"Ah, I knew you were from Japan," Nagisa said. "It's always nice to meet another Otherworlder."

"So you are from Japan!"

"Yep. I came here around 10 years ago."

"Ten years?! Did you find a way back?!"

"I'm afraid not. No one has, even though the lights that transport people between worlds have been appearing for the last 25 years," Nagisa shook his head. Izuku's stomach sank. To think that he would be unable to return to his world, to fight All for One, for maybe 25 years?

'No. I'll find my way back. I have to!'

"You have a look of determination in your eyes. Good. If you give up when your path has a roadblock, you won't go anywhere in life," Nagisa said in approval. "Now, let's eat some food."

The two entered a tavern. Izuku looked around seeing many people dressed in clothes he wasn't entirely sure he recognized. Nagisa grabbed a table for them near a wall. A little girl came up to them.

"Hello, Shiota-sensei! What do you want to eat?"

"Some meat and bread, and some fruit juice."

"Okay!" the little girl said happily before scampering away.

"You're a teacher?"

"Yeah. It was my dream job in my old world. I had finished my training and was ready to teach my own class at my old middle school campus, before being transported here. Although, now that I think about it, even if I made it back home, I'd probably be without a job, since I've been gone for 10 years."

"Oh…"

"I probably also lost my house, since I haven't paid the bills for 10 years."

"Uh…"

"I probably also lost my wife."

"Yikes."

"And my kids probably grew up without me."

"If you've been in this world for 10 years, then you know a lot about it, right? At least, compared to me?" Izuku quickly tried to change the subject.

"That's right."

"Could you tell me more about it?"

"Well, what do you want to know?"

"Well..." Izuku's mind swam with questions. He decided to start small.

"So, you said that we are in, Jump City?"

"That's correct."

"And, where in Wano is that?"

"Wano? Is that where you think you are?"

"It's not?"

"Nope."

"You did fly for a few days, Izuku," Nana reminded him.

"The Land of Wano is in the Grand Line. I was interested in it when I heard how many similarities it had with feudal Japan, but the Grand Line is much different from the West Blue."

"The West Blue?" Izuku recalled a pirate mentioning that. Nagisa took out a charcoal pencil and began drawing on the table. He drew a circle and made a cross in the center that reached the ends.

"This world is split into six sections. There's a mountain range that circles the globe called the Red Line. Running perpendicular to that is the Grand Line, a section of the sea where many of this world's mysteries are found. And the remaining four sections are labeled the North, East, South, and West Blues," Nagisa explained.

"That's, a lot different than how our world is. So instead of just being generally placed based on how they stand on the globe they're literally separatedbyalineoftheseaandamountainrangebuthowdoestradeworkarethey justisolatedandhavetheirownsystemsbutthenhowdotheygetresourcesnotavailableintheirownseasdotheynotneedthemhowdotheyinteractdotheyjustgothroughtheGrandLinehowdidtheydeterminetheGrandLine'ssizeandlocation-!"

"Uh..." Izuku snapped back to attention to see Nagisa looking at him with his chin resting on his hand. Their food had also arrived in the middle of it.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I have a habit of rambling," he said sheepishly. The two were silent for a bit.

"While some areas in the world do have some unique resources, each sea generally has their own system where they're able to live off of. And while the Red Line and Grand Line do generally separate the four seas, they have developed means of traveling across them. And the Grand Line has additional strips of water on both sides called the Calm Belt. The Grand Line itself is an area of rather unpredictable weather due to the Calm Belt technically containing the weather of the Grand Line within, which serves as another indicator that it's its own individual area," Nagisa fired off, answering each of Izuku's questions.

'He understood that?' the Vestiges thought.

"What were you doing in the Land of Wano?" Nagisa said curiously.

"It was where I arrived here from."

"I see. How did you get from there to here? And what caused your arm to end up like that?"

"I... I was fighting someone. Someone strong."

"I hear Kaido resides in the Land of Wano," Nagisa said as he took a sip of his juice. Izuku looked down. "You fought Kaido of the Beast Pirates?"

"Fought would be generous," Izuku sighed. "It felt like I was a preschooler trying to break down a brick wall with their fists."

"Don't beat yourself up too much about it," Nagisa said as he placed a perfectly cut up plate of meat in front of Izuku. "I hear he's considered to be the Strongest Creature in the world. Stronger than the likes of Whitebeard, at least with how he is at the moment."

"White who?"

"Edward Newgate. Apparently some people think that a mustache is a beard in this world. He's said to be the one most likely to become the King of the Pirates," Nagisa said before taking a bite of bread. Izuku chewed on a piece of meat, thinking.

"So this world is filled with pirates? It's not just Wano?"

"Afraid so. Though, I think that while most view piracy as a means to get rich and live without laws, others simply admire the romanticized vision of piracy," Nagisa shrugged. "It's not for me, personally."

"Why would people want to be a pirate?"

"Many reasons. One of the biggest comes from Gold Roger, the previous King of the Pirates. He was said to have obtained everything this world had to offer. Wealth, fame, power. When he died, he declared that he left all of his treasure together in one place. People set sail to the Grand Line in hopes of finding that treasure. The legendary One Piece," Nagisa explained. Izuku had never heard of this story before. He wasn't quite sure why such legendary treasure was named the One Piece of all things. Yet, a shiver ran up his spine. Mentioning the One Piece seemed to be something quite, well, legendary.

"It looks like I got some of your attention. Uh, waitress! Some onigiri please!" Nagisa called. He turned back to Izuku. "I heard a lot of stories during my time here."

As Nagisa delved deeper into the tales of pirates and their elusive treasure, Izuku found himself captivated by the sheer audacity of it all. The thought of a treasure so grand, so profoundly sought after by countless adventurers, ignited a flicker of excitement within him. His eyes sparkled with a mix of curiosity and determination as he leaned forward, absorbing every word Nagisa spoke.

"I gotta say, the life you described is a lot better than I thought. Though, I still don't think that I'll want to be a pirate," Izuku laughed. Nagisa laughed too as he held up his mug.

"I hear that. I'm perfectly fine with the life I'm living now," he said. Izuku held up his mug and the two clinked them together. The two enjoyed their meal as they continued talking. About how the currency is called Beri, how most of the world is covered with ocean, and how there were thousands of islands in the world.

Izuku poked some meat with his fork and ate it, but when he placed the fork down to grab some bread, he accidentally knocked his mug over. Black Whip quickly shot out and caught the mug. Nagisa looked at this before going back to his food. He opened his mouth to talk, when the door suddenly crashed open. The entire tavern turned to look. A group of sneering men were making their way inside. They had ancient pistols and sabers on their belts.

"Oh dear, those pirates again," Nagisa said.

'Oh no, pirates to fight again?!' Izuku thought.

"Calm down, Ninth. I don't think they're as strong as Kaido," Yoichi said.

"You think he's scared?"

"Telling him not to worry about having to fight." Izuku stood up, ready for a battle, but a hand from Nagisa stopped him in place.

"I can understand you wanting to fight them, but the Marines are positioned here, and they don't like citizens fighting. Let them earn their pay," Nagisa said. A crash was heard as one of the pirates knocked some plates over, frightening the little girl bringing over their onigiri. The pirates sneered at her, making her tremble. "Unless they do that."

Nagisa's eyes narrowed as he watched the pirates terrorize the little girl. His lips formed a thin line, his normally serene expression marred by an edge of determination. Without a word, Nagisa stood up from the table and made his way over to the pirates. Izuku stood up and followed him.

"Your arm is in bad condition, and you're not fully recovered yet." Nana reminded him.

"You're telling him not to help?" the Second questioned.

"No, just telling him to be careful."

"What's the matter little girl, gonna cry?" Most of the pirates had gone to drink, but one continued to taunt the small, trembling girl, grinding an onigiri under his boot.

"Excuse me, you're stepping in my food," Nagisa said politely as he nudged the pirate away. The pirate stumbled as the crew looked up and eyed Nagisa. Nagisa bent down and picked up an onigiri, putting it back on its plate. He smiled gently at the girl, who smiled timidly back.

"Sorry about that," the pirate said gruffly. His hand rested on a pistol at his waist. "I probably shouldn't have wasted food."

Nagisa straightened up, his smile unwavering. "Apology accepted," he said calmly, his voice carrying a subtle hint of danger. The pirate eyed Nagisa warily, sensing an underlying strength beneath his unassuming appearance.

"You know, it's not wise to cause trouble in this town," Nagisa continued, his voice soft but firm. "Especially when there are Marines around."

The pirate scoffed, his arrogance showing. "Marines?"

"Marines." Nagisa repeated, a glint of amusement twinkling in his eyes. "You're mistaken if you think those officers over there are ordinary Marines. They're Vice-Captains, and they're not known for their leniency." His voice remained calm, but there was an undeniable edge of warning in his tone. The pirate glanced over to the side and his eyes widened with apprehension as he took in the sight of the approaching officers.

"I recommend you leave, they're not gonna be quite polite," Nagisa continued.

"Yeah, you're right. You're coming with me!" The pirate swiped for Nagisa, intending on making him a hostage. Nagisa easily evaded with a sway-back, his feet tapping the floor as if he was dancing. The pirate went for his sword, but Nagisa had already stolen it when he stepped back. Nagisa clicked his tongue in a patronizing way. The pirate growled as the Marines arrived.

"Mr. Shiota," one said.

"Vice Captain Jordan. Is your son doing okay?" Nagisa asked politely.

"Yes, he's doing quite well in the East Blue. A good level for his skill caliber. Thank you for the recommendation," Jordan said before turning to the pirate.

Vice Captain Jordan's eyes narrowed as he surveyed the situation. The air grew heavy with tension as the pirate locked eyes with Nagisa, his face twisted in a mixture of anger and fear. Nagisa's calm demeanor was unyielding, his posture relaxed yet poised, as if ready to strike at any moment. The people surrounding them seemed to hold their breath, anticipation hanging in the air like a palpable force.

Izuku's eyes suddenly widened as a shock went through his head. He thrusted his hand out, thankfully his unbroken one, and fired a Black Whip tendril from the palm of his hand.

'Weak?!' Izuku thought in shock. He intended to use at least 5%, but it felt like Black Whip was only at 5% of that. It served its purpose as it struck a pistol out of a pirate's hand as he aimed it at Nagisa.

"A Devil Fruit?!" a pirate exclaimed.

"A what?" Izuku blinked.

"Wuh oh," Nagisa said as the pirates erupted into action. The pirate Nagisa was facing off with before grabbed a pair of knives from the nearby table and swung them at him. Nagisa parried the swings as he backed up from the ferocious attacks. The Vice-Captains jumped into action, attacking the other pirates with their own swords.

"Wow." Izuku wasn't a stranger to seeing people fighting with weapons, but he was witnessing a pirate fight a Marine, like in the various stories. They had a different air to them than Yaoyorozu or other heroes. Yaoyorozu fought with an elegant grace to her, each move clearly practiced and developed. The pirates fought with a much different tone. Their swings were animalistic, barbaric, but clearly honed with experience. Experience Izuku felt first hand as the pirate that tried to shoot Nagisa came at him with his own saber.

Izuku dodged backwards like Nagisa did and side-stepped a follow-up thrust. The pirate yelled savagely as he swung his sword wildly, trying to hit the faster green teen. Izuku narrowed his eyes before jumping up and kicking the pirate's chin, knocking him back. He landed and prepared a follow-up punch, but Nagisa was suddenly there and judo-flipped Izuku. His eyes widened in shock, but he landed on his feet with no problem.

"Wha-?"

"Your arm?" Nagisa reminded him as he tapped his cast. "Don't use it."

Nagisa didn't let Izuku answer as he moved on, stepping forward to intercept a pirate trying to grab customers as hostages. The two had a quick sword duel, with Nagisa stepping back with each intercepted swing.

'Parry, parry, deflect, block, parry, now.' With each thought, Nagisa moved the sword precisely, defending against the pirate's attacks with practiced ease before spinning with a thrust, letting the pirate fall down. He ducked under another swing before swiping another pirate's legs from under them, making them fall over. He parried another swing and slammed the hilt of the sword into the back of their heads, knocking them out.

"Okay, so that guy obviously knows how to fight. His movements are small and barely use any energy unless it's for something big. Unlike Ninth." En said as Izuku countered a sword swing by tackling the pirate, lifting them up by their shirt with his arm and slamming them down. He dodged a swing and slammed his fist into another pirate's face before hitting them with an axe kick that cracked the wooden floor. Another pirate yelled as he charged and tried to impale Izuku. The teen dodged by jumping over the sword and putting his hand on the back of the pirate's head, slamming them down. The pirates weren't amateurs, but comparing them to people back in his world was like comparing night to day.

The Vice-Captain Jordan studied this with a pirate dangling by the neck before dropping them.

"You, boy," he said.

"Uh, yes sir?" Izuku said as he stood to attention. Jordan saw his casted arm and clicked his tongue silently.

"You know how to fight?"

"Yes, I learned a bit."

"Hm. Good work," Jordan said as he motioned with a jerk of his head. Some Marines came inside and dragged the pirates away. "You'll be rewarded."

"Reward? Oh, I couldn't-"

"You have a five minute head start."

"... What?"

"Five minutes and counting. Good luck." Jordan said as he turned away. Izuku stared in confusion as the Marines left the tavern. He snapped out of it as an exasperated Nagisa led him out too.

"Wh- why do we need a five minute head start?" Izuku said in confusion.

"Well, the Marine Base here didn't really do much in terms of dealing with criminals, as apparently some citizens, likely Outworlders, didn't take kindly to being harassed by pirates, and fought back. But the Navy didn't approve of the fact that the Marines are doing less than the citizens, and ordered the base to be more active. Captain Lanal ended up being assigned here, and he outlawed fighting the pirates without permission from him to boost the base's reputation. So, now we're essentially criminals," Nagisa explained. Izuku stared at him.

"That's stupid!" he exclaimed.

"Vigilantism laws," En pointed out.

"At least those were made to keep people in check and not to write a check."

"Universal fact, young Midoriya. Everyone has a bit of stupid in them," Nagisa said as he pushed open the door to his home. The blue-haired man immediately began packing things and food, and Izuku suddenly felt some guilt.

"I'm sorry. I got you kicked out of your home, in trouble with the Marines, and when you helped me out so much."

"No, I chose to fight too," Nagisa said. He tossed Izuku his hero costume, now cleaned and dried. He even sewed up some of the wear and tear. "Besides, I was gonna get kicked off this island anyways."

"Really? Why?"

"Well." Nagisa paused to look out the window. A yellow octopus in robes flashed in his mind, and he smiled wistfully. "I was taught to use my abilities for good. Can't live up to that if I just let some pirates do what they want. Warnings piled up, and I was already at the last warning anyways. The only reason why I wasn't already was because I acted as a teacher here."

"I see." Izuku pulled on his uniform clumsily. He partially zipped up his suit, keeping his bandaged arm under it. He pulled on his cape/scarf and looked around. "Do you have a place to go?"

"We'll sail around. Figure it out," Nagisa said as he shrugged on a white dress shirt. He grabbed a pair of short swords and twin flintlock pistols as Izuku processed this.

"W-we?"

"You don't know this world, so I'll help you around for a bit," Nagisa said. "As a teacher and an adult, I can't let a kid like you wander the world by yourself, especially when you have a broken arm."

He grabbed his bags and patted Izuku's shoulder before walking out. Izuku stared before he followed him to the docks. Nagisa tossed some Beris to the people working there and selected a sturdy fishing boat. The two got on, and Nagisa got to work.

"Watch carefully, Izuku. Sailing is the main method of getting around here, so you need to learn," Nagisa said.

The sun began its descent, casting a warm, golden glow over the vast ocean as Izuku and Nagisa set sail from the busy docks of Jump Town. The salty breeze danced through their hair, carrying with it the tang of adventure and the freedom that came with being out on the open sea. The boat bobbed gently on the water, its sleek form slicing through the waves with graceful ease.

"Why are you still helping me? You already did a lot for me, and we don't know each other very well," Izuku asked. Nagisa looked at him over his shoulder before turning back to the sail.

"We shared a meal. For some, that's all that's needed," Nagisa said.

"Hm." Izuku looked away with a smile. He has friends, but it was always nice to have a new one, especially over something as simple as a shared meal. He thought back about the fight, before a Vestige reminded him of something.

"What's a Devil Fruit?" Izuku said. "I think one of the pirates said I had one."

"Devil Fruits are incredibly rare treasures. No one really knows where they came from. Some say that they're the incarnation of the Sea Devil. Some say they're enchanted by ghosts of the sea. Some say they house devils inside. But what we do know is that they're seemingly mythical fruits that can be eaten to grant special abilities," Nagisa said.

'Heh, that sounds familiar,' Izuku thought. Nagisa looked at him.

"Oh? You look like you're familiar with that," the tealhead said. Izuku froze like a deer in headlights. Nagisa chuckled before turning back to the sail.

"Well, you didn't eat one, so you'll be fine. If you do eat one, the sea will hate you, and you'll lose your strength."

"I… I see." The boat fell into silence as Izuku fiddled with his thumbs. Nagisa continued to work the sails while singing softly.

"Wait, how does he know you didn't eat one?" the Second said. Izuku eyed the blue-haired man as he whistled and hummed.

"Mune waku-waku no ai ga gissiri… Iro tori-dori no yume ga dossari. Kono yo no dokoka de hikatteru…" Nagisa mumbled under his breath.

A hazel-haired man chuckled nervously as he stood in front of a disgruntled and angry looking crew. Two seconds later, he was tossed off their worn down ship and into the blue sea water. He sputtered and coughed as he managed to begin treading the water. The ship sailed off as he watched miserably. He sighed as he floated aimlessly.

"What is my life?" he grumbled.

A simple chapter, simply meant to introduce my favorite character in my favorite anime, and to provide Izuku with some information regarding this world. The A.I. seemed to really like Nagisa. You have no idea how many times it brought up his 'slender fingers' and 'gentle and compassionate smiles.' He'll hopefully be better in the future. I actually had an Assassin's Creed Black Flag trailer idea to be his real intro, but I had no idea how to make the pacing work. Anyway, as per the usual, leave a review! Azure out!