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Chapter 4

This was unexpected.

What was he doing here? Rosalie wouldn't have thought that she would encounter him so soon. She knew that she would see him again someday. By then, they would stand on the opposite side of the coin…just like now.

Rosalie didn't want to admit it, but she missed the crazy old man. However, realization washed over her once again. She was a pirate and he was a marine. They were on different sides now. They were enemies.

"Garp. What are you doing here?" Rosalie managed to rasp out, shock still taking hold of her body. She saw him grin widely at her, his eyes filled with mischief. She sweat dropped when he pulled out a small packet of biscuits and opened it.

"Don't look so surprised, Rosalie. You knew that this day would come when we would meet." Rosalie's brows furrowed and she stood on guard. "Oh, don't be so dramatic. I'm not here to arrest you or anything. It's your birthday after all," Garp pointed out and munched on his crackers.

Rosalie relaxed and let out a sigh of relief. She then looked at him and a sad smile came onto her lips, a peculiar gleam passing through her bright blue eyes. She was thankful that he didn't want to imprison her or start a fight.

"Well, are you going to sit down or should I make you?" Garp asked. Rosalie blinked a few times and she hesitantly sat down next to Garp. "You seem well and healthy. It seems like that rookie can save lives after all."

Rosalie's blue eyes dimmed slightly and she stared down at her hands. "Did you know?" Garp stayed quiet, and said nothing giving her a silent answer. "I see. You knew I was being poisoned and yet, you didn't do anything. I didn't know that I meant that little to you."

"Go ahead, pity yourself because I'm not going to do it for you," he remarked and received a glare from Rosalie. "I knew very well what was being done to you, but I had a leap of faith. It seems I made the right decision in trusting my little piece of faith."

Rosalie gave him a perplexed facial expression, making him chuckle. He then pulled out something next to him and put a box in front of Rosalie. It was wrapped in a colorful wrapping and it had a red lint tied around it.

"What is this?"

"Your present." Rosalie gave him a blank look and he grinned. "We get updated on sights where people has seen you. I try to keep tabs but in truth, I had no idea you were on this island. You can call this planned coincidence," Garp explained and Rosalie sighed.

"You always tell me that I spurt out nonsense but I guess I got that from you." Rosalie winced when she was hit on her head and glared at him, tears forming in the corner of her eyes. "What was that for?! I don't understand anything you're saying! There's no need to hit me because you're talking in circles!"

"Shut up, brat! I wasn't finished!" Rosalie shut her mouth. Garp let out a sigh before he pulled out a piece of paper and handed it over to her. Rosalie opened the folded piece of paper, her eyes widening as she scanned the words.

"I was given that letter many years ago when you were but a cub. Your mother wrote it to me and gave me the exact date, time and place you would be. So, in a way this isn't my present, but one from your mother," Garp explained as Rosalie held the piece of paper tightly.

This couldn't be. Rosalie felt her hands shook slightly as she read the letter over and over again, recognizing the handwriting. It was definitely her mother's handwriting. She specified everything in the letter.

Her mother told Garp the location, time and date and even mentioned that she would be alone. Rosalie stared at the piece of paper in disbelief. How did her mother know this? Could it be…? Did her mother have devil's fruit abilities?

"Your mother was one incredible woman. I have an idea that whatever she gave you inside that box will explain all your questions," Garp's voice snapped Rosalie out of her thoughts, causing her to look at the box.

She put down the letter, untied the ribbon, opened the box and found two items. One was a journal and the other item was a beautifully crafted wooden box. Rosalie pulled out both items and placed them on the table.

Rosalie opened the wooden crafted box and her eyes widened. Inside lay a beautiful dagger, the blade a dark grey color and the black hilt had jewels embedded inside it. It was beyond anything that Rosalie had ever seen.

Garp's eyes were wide for a few moments before he gave her a faint smile. "It was your mother's dagger. I've never seen her use any other weapon other than it," he stated and Rosalie smiled sadly as she stared at the weapon.

She took the journal and traced her fingers over the leather surface. This book. She remembered this journal. She would find her mother always writing inside it when she was younger. Now, she could finally find out what her mother wrote inside.

She slowly opened the journal, her bright blue eyes shining as she did so. Oh, how she missed her mother's handwriting. She trailed her finger over the gruff surface of the paper before she started to read what was written.

My dear, Rosalie.

If you're reading this, then that Big Oaf listened to me for once and brought you this gift. It also means that I am no longer with you, but merely a memory within your heart. It pains me not to be there with you, but I'm relieved that you made it so far, My Child.

Not a day goes by that I don't watch over you and I want you to know that I will always love you. This gift is my way of saying Happy Birthday to all the birthday's I've missed as well as those still coming. May you have the best years of life ahead of you.

My dearest, Rosalie. I hope that you will enjoy the New World. Don't be too stern on your crew. They're still young as well as your Captain. He has many phantoms in his life but I'm sure that you will help him overcome each one.

This journal is my special gift to you. I know that most of my life is a complete mystery to you but it was something that I could never quite express to you in words. This journal, is the story of my life. It is the story of Liza D. Bloodmoore.

I hope that your will find it in your heart to finish this journal and stay safe. I don't know about the future much more than you do. All I know is that the decisions we make will shape the future and our comrades will shape us.

With Love
Mother

As Rosalie finished, she hadn't noticed the tears that were unconsciously cascading down her cheeks. The drops fell onto the paper of the journal and smudged some of the ink. Rosalie closed the book as she bit her bottom lip while wiping away the tears.

Her mother knew about everything. Somehow, she knew everything that was happening in the future and she was keeping an eye on her wherever she was. Rosalie could merely vow to herself to finish the journal.

"Garp, I don't think I ever thanked you," Rosalie whispered softly and looked at the male before giving him a tearful smile. "Thank you for everything." The tears continued to fall. Garp sighed and pulled her into a tight embrace.

"It has always been my duty but your mother is the true person to be thankful for. She loved you more dearly than anything I have ever seen. Be glad you have such a wonderful mother." Rosalie could merely nod as she sobbed silently against his jacket.

Thank you, Mother…

Garp stayed silent and held Rosalie as she sobbed silently. His eyes fell onto the dagger of Liza and his brows furrowed. He had hoped that Liza threw that dagger away along with all the curses and death it brought but it seemed to be more important for her to pass it on.

He could only hope that nothing terrible was going to happen. After all, that dagger belonged to a dangerous woman once. Luckily, Rosalie had comrades who would look out for her and keep her safe. As long as she had that, nothing would be able to catch her off guard.

"Hey, you should stop crying already, brat. You're giving this bar a very depressing atmosphere and I still want some of my clothing dry," Garp abruptly scolded and Rosalie broke the embrace. She chuckled softly and wiped away her tears.

"Sorry about that." She then looked back at him, her bright blue eyes shining once again. "Thank you for this wonderful gift, Garp. I will forever keep this with me," Rosalie stated as she closed the journal and the wooden box before she put the items back into the present box.

"As long as you keep an eye on that then it's fine. There's a lot of people who would kill to have that journal of your mother. There lies a bunch of secrets that not even I know," Garp pointed out and Rosalie gave him a cocky smirk.

"Too bad, this is mine. I'd like to see anyone try to take this from me. It's not going to end well for them, though," she stated confidently and Garp laughed loudly. She seemed to be back to her normal self in no time.

"That's good. You should save some of that confidence when you encounter this clown owning this island," Garp said and Rosalie raised an eyebrow. Garp saw her curiosity and smirked. He knew that he would catch her interest.

"His name is Elrad Ike but he goes by the alias 'All father' on this island. He's been a pest for a while now. Most pirate crews go missing as soon as they arrive here and then we can't catch them. You better watch out. I have a feeling he would like the 'Red Menace' as a price," Garp told her.

Rosalie chuckled and cracked her knuckles, her blue eyes shining with excitement. "Oh, I know he wants me and he's going to get me. It's not going to end very well. I haven't had a good fight in a while and I'm got a few anger issues that I need to vent out," Rosalie replied and Garp snorted.

"You sound like you have a lot of problems on your hands. Then again we have a lot of problems with you back at HQ, especially since your Captain is a Warlord now," Garp stated as he stood up and Rosalie rolled her eyes.

"What an idiot."

"It was actually a very smart decision on his part." Rosalie raised a skeptical eyebrow. "This way, he can do whatever he wants without the navy breathing down his neck. He also protects the entire crew from being captured." Garp straightened up and looked back at Rosalie.

"He also protects you." Rosalie felt her anger push up a bit but kept an eye on Garp's facial expression. "Rosalie, you're a very dangerous enemy of the World Government, just like your mother. Keep an eye on everything all the time." Garp's tone became serious and his brows furrowed together.

"Just because you shouldn't worry about the navy anymore, doesn't mean you should let your guard down. They're coming for you. Pirates, thieves, and royalty. Be careful." It was warning that Rosalie knew shouldn't be taken lightly.

She knew that the answers to his warning had to lie in the journal of her mother and she felt uneasiness wash over her. She knew that people would want her because of the bloodline of her father but who exactly was her mother? Was she that dangerous?

"Well, I better take my leave. Stay safe, Rosalie. Remember, next time we meet we'll be on the opposite sides," Garp stated and Rosalie snapped out of her thoughts. She smirked and stood up, her bright blue eyes gleaming.

"I won't be holding back, Old Man," she told him and tension lingered between them until Garp burst out laughing. He put up his hood once again and walked out of the bar. Rosalie watched as his figure disappeared and let out a sigh, a small smile forming onto her lips.

She pulled out a note and put it on the bar counter, taking her small present box as she did so. She exited the bar and then headed back up to her room after she passed reception. She briefly glanced at the clock when she did so and her eyes briefly widened.

It was already afternoon! How long did she sit in that bar? Now that she thought about it, she did talk with Garp quite a long while and she didn't drink in that time. What a waste of time… Rosalie thought and stopped in front of her room while letting out a sigh.

She then opened the door, knowing that she didn't lock it because she needed her room cleaned. She briefly wondered if they finished cleaning her room and shrugged. If they didn't, then she would merely clean up. After all, she was the one who made the mess.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

Rosalie yelped as she jumped back in surprise. The crew stood there in her fairly large, yet still too small for the entire crew of 20 people, room. Streamers fell on top of her and there were colorful balloons that were held by some of the men.

"You guys… You gave me a heart attack!" She snapped at them, only for them to laugh at her and she couldn't help but smile back at them. "How did you know that today was my birthday?" Rosalie asked and Bepo pointed at Shachi.

"He snooped around in Captain's infirmary and found out it was your birthday in your file." Shachi stared at Bepo in disbelief while Rosalie smirked. Shachi had balls if he snooped in Law's infirmary, especially if Law found out what he did.

"I didn't snoop! I wanted to check something and I coincidentally found the file," Shachi defended himself, everyone giving him disbelieving looks. "Whatever! Anyway, happy birthday, Rosa-chan. Oh, it looks like you already have your first present." Shachi pointed at the box.

"Huh? Oh, yeah. It's a gift that someone gave me while I was enjoying a drink this morning. It's actually a gift from my mother that was delivered. It seemed like she planned my future birthday present," Rosalie explained and watched as everyone's mouths hung open in shock.

Rosalie chuckled and put down her present on the bedside table. She then turned to them and Bepo took another box before he handed it to her. Rosalie took the wrapped box and raised an eyebrow when he leaned in.

"It's a present from Captain," he whispered and Rosalie's eyes widened. Law got her a present? Rosalie was quick to open up the box, pulling out a white, feminine jumpsuit. It had the heart pirate symbol on it as well as her name 'Rosa-ya' engraved on the back.

"That…idiot!" She burst out laughing at the present. Law knew how much she hated wearing the jumpsuits but he still made one specially for her. However, she loved the stupid jumpsuit because of the sentiment behind it.

"Thank you, guys! You're the best!"

"Don't thank us just yet, Rosa-chan. We still have the hot springs to catch!" Everyone cheered and Rosalie laughed. She put away her gifts and joined the cheering. The day started quite terrible but she was relieved that everything was working out.

It was a great day after all.

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