I try not to think, it interferes with being nuts!

Just chilling

[baby-germany]

meeting Zoro and his old friends (3/3)

“Aw, come on,” I pleaded. “Don’t you have a heart?” The bartender looked me dead in the eye and shook his head. “Sorry, y/n, but it’s too risky for me to bring you your customers,” he announced and proceeded to wash the glass in his hand. “But if you’re not going to help me, no one will.” I complained. After I ran away from the last city three years ago, I’ve been on quite a ride. I even managed to enter the Grand Line. But life here was far from easy. Originally, I had planned to quit my “job” as a thief and start all over again, but strangely enough, no one was willing to take me in. So I had nothing left to do but to start stealing from others. The bartender was the man who brought me my customers, and I stole what they wanted. But now he’s telling me I can’t do that anymore because it’s too risky?! I call bullshit. 

“Y/n,” he said. “Life is hard, and with you, it’s even harder. You mean trouble, and I just want to live my life in peace.” He explained again, but I just huffed and grumbled, asking, “Can I have at least a drink for free?” The bartender looked at me for a few seconds, then rolled his eyes and said, “Yeah, why not?” It wasn’t much, but a free drink was better than nothing.

Suddenly, the door to the bar was pushed open wildly and loudly. “Meat!” A young man, a bit younger than me, spoke, and it almost looked like he had stars in his eyes. He wore a pair of sandals and blue pants that reached to his knees. He also wore a red sleeveless blouse and a straw hat with a red stripe. Beside him stood a woman with a short skirt and t-shirt. She had orange hair and looked a bit annoyed by the man next to her. On his other side stood an animal, shyly. Maybe it was a raccoon dog or something like that. It wore a big red hat and a blue backpack. 

“Hey, old man!” the young man shouted across the room. “Do you have meat?” I glanced at the bartender, who appeared somewhat shocked. “What’s the matter?” I whispered to him. Perhaps showing kindness would encourage him to help me again. “Ever heard of the Straw Hat pirate crew?” I shook my head slightly. Living day to day, I hadn’t found time to read newspapers or keep up with such things. “There are pirates. This man is the captain. He has a bounty of 100 berries on his head.” “One hundred?” I whispered, almost screaming. Maybe I should become a pirate hunter; that would be more lucrative than stealing. “Hey!” the man bellowed, closing the distance between us. “Answer me!” he demanded, pointing at his face. “O-of course, we have meat. Lots of meat” the old man confirmed. Happily, the man sat down a couple of seats away from me and surveyed the room. “Luffy, remember, we have to buy other supplies too!” the woman warned him. So his name is Luffy. Good to know. “I never thought I’d meet such famous people here.” I said, gazing into my glass. Curious, the three turned their attention toward me. “The Straw Hats are pretty famous, huh?” I looked at Luffy with a slight smile, hoping to strike up a conversation. “Who are you?” he asked, tilting his head. His large eyes bore into mine. “I? Well, that’s a secret.” I winked at him and chuckled as he appeared unimpressed. 

He might be around my age, but he reminds me more of a child. "Y/n, don’t you just sit around, go make yourself useful!" the bartender said from the kitchen. I rolled my eyes. He just told them my ‘secret,’ but I guess that’s fine. ‘Why?’ I asked instead. ‘Because if you help, I might bring you fresh customers.’ I sighed dramatically and stood up to walk behind the bar. ‘So?’ I said. ‘Anything else, or just meat?’ ‘Meat’ the man replied, but the woman beside him raised her voice. ‘Maybe a cup of water or something. This island is too hot for Chopper; I don’t want him to dehydrate.’ I looked to the raccoon dog who seemed to be nodding. ‘Yes, water would be nice,’ he said quietly, and I almost lost my cool. It can talk!! What kind of creature was that?! But instead of completely losing it, I just smiled and poured him a cup of water. ‘Here ya go.’ Now, the bartender came in with a plate of fine-looking meat. ‘How come I never get to eat something so fine-looking?’ I asked the old man. Whenever I ordered something from him, it always looked rotten. Luffy laughed and said proudly, ‘This is nothing against my cook!’ ‘A cook?’ Slowly I raised my eyebrow. ‘Yeah, Sanji is the best cook ever.’ He said while raising his fist in the air. The woman beside him smiled a bit and seemed to agree with him. ‘Well, I don’t doubt you.’ I laughed as well. Somehow, this man had a charm that made me like him and feel at ease. ‘I have the best crew ever!’ the man announced. ‘I have a cook, a swordsman, and a navigator.’ He looked at the woman beside him. ‘A liar, an archaeologist, and a monster!’ He grinned at me, but not for long, because his navigator punched him against the back of his head. She looked mad and said in a stern tone, ‘Chopper is not a monster; he is our doctor, you idiot!’ ‘You’re the doctor?’ I asked and looked at Chopper a bit closer. He didn’t seem to like all this attention, but he still nodded. ‘Yes’ he timidly answered.

“Wow, it must be cool to be such a cute doctor and a so famous pirate crew!” I cheered. “Stop it, you idiot!” Chopper screamed suddenly, but his cheeks were tomato red, and he smiled from one ear to the other. “Hearing that doesn’t make me happy!” And slowly, he sat down on the chair beside Luffy and looked at me, with little stars in his eyes, obviously waiting for me to make him another compliment. “You must be pretty smart to be a doctor” I said with a smile on my lips. “I said stop it!” he chuckled and tried to hide under his hat. Luffy laughed loudly and said amused, “Typical Chopper!” Again, the door of the bar opened, and a man in a black coat and a black hat went inside. I knew who it was. This man was Haruot. A man who I stole from. But it was really worth the money. “There you are, Y/N” he said with a bitter grin. “I was looking for you everywhere. You see, I don’t appreciate it when someone uses me to get what they want!” At the end, he nearly screamed, but I was unfazed. After leaving the three strange men, I came to love so much, I trained by myself. They pretty much inspired me to become stronger, especially Zoro. “About that,” I said. “Sorry.” I wasn’t really sorry, but maybe we could still talk things out. “Y/N, I liked you. Really, I did. But seeing you just gives me the urge to pull the trigger.” Fast as lightning, he pulled out his gun from underneath his coat and aimed at me. “Goodbye, bad girl!” he said with a gleeful grin and then pulled the trigger. But Luffy just stretched his arm… And something strange happened. His arm caught the bullet and fired it back at Haruto. It was too fast for me to clearly see what happened, but from my perspective, it looked almost like his arm was made out of rubber. I hadn’t had time to think more about it because I ran towards Haruto and landed a good punch right between his eyes. His bones made a strange sound, and then he passed out on the floor. “AWESOME!” Luffy cheered as I looked back at them. “Is your arm alright?”

“Huh?” Luffy looked at me, wondering, then nodded and said, “Yeah, I’m alright. I’m a rubber man.” He stretched his cheek to show me. “See?” he asked. “Luffy ate a devil fruit" the navigator explained. “You were so cool, Y/N!” Chopper said truthfully, and I smiled at the little baby. “Thanks, but in comparison to my old friend, I’m nothing!” “Wow, he must be so cool” Chopper said. “I bet he got even stronger than he was when I last saw him” I said proudly. Of course, I was talking about Zoro. “Nami?” Luffy said. “Something’s wrong?” “Hm?” the woman called Nami looked at him. “No, I’m fine,” she sighed. “But what was that about?” she asked me. “Well, I might have stolen some things from him and made him angry,” I said truthfully. “You’re a thief?” Chopper said. “Ah, well. Yes, but I’m a kind one.” “A thief…” Luffy thought aloud. “Nami! She’s just like you!” “No, she’s not!” “Nami’s right, Luffy. Y/N is a bit stronger but surely has no clue with navigating.” Luffy looked at me for a long time, and I started to overthink things. Why wasn’t he even blinking?! “Join my crew,” he then bluntly announced, and my chin literally dropped to the floor. “W-what?” I asked. “Join my crew. You’re cool.” I thought for a while, but not really that long. Shortly, I agreed.

After Luffy finished his meal, we strolled through the town. They needed to buy some supplies before returning to the ship, so I played tour guide. Once we reached the Going Merry, Luffy’s excitement echoed across the deck: “HEEY! We’re back! Sanji, I want to eat!” But my attention shifted to a man emerging from the upper room. His heart-shaped eyes locked onto me, and he exhaled smoke from his cigarette. Blond hair, a quirky eyebrow curl, and a fine suit—quite the ensemble. “Who are you?” he asked, surprisingly not suspicious. Instead, he bombarded me with questions and compliments. “Want to eat, beautiful? I can cook anything you desire.” His wink was cut short by Nami’s punch. “Stop overwhelming her!” she scolded. Luffy protested, “Nami, no! Now he can’t make me food!” Amidst the chaos, another man appeared. Tan-skinned, curly-haired, and sporting a long nose, he introduced himself as Usopp. He wold me that he was the greatest pirate on the seas, commanding 800 warriors! Quite the entertainer, that Usopp!

Lastly, a woman appeared. She had black, long hair and shining blue eyes. Her skin was a bit tanned, and she wore a white blouse with purplish jeans. She introduced herself as Nico Robin, and I had the feeling that I’d heard that name before. I talked a bit with the crew to get to know them better. I wasn’t planning on staying forever, but if I had the opportunity to meet new people who would carry me along with them for free, I might as well get to know them better. I never left the upper deck of the ship; I could look around for another day. The sun shone too nicely to go inside and waste the day. And soon, it got a bit darker. The crew met up in one room—the room Sanji came out of when he was screaming, ‘NAMI-SWAANN!’ He was excited to see her after she went shopping. We sat at the table, and Luffy was right. Sanji really cooked well. I told him so, and he immediately seemed to melt away. Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a grumpy, deep voice said, ‘Why the hell were you so loud today? How am I supposed to sleep when you’re louder than howler monkeys?’ I nearly let go of the fork with food on it as I looked at the man who had spoken.

“Zoro,” I almost whispered. I never thought I would see him again, and even if I had, I would have never expected him to look so good. His hair was still the same green, and he still wore the same style, but his skin was a bit more tanned, and his muscles were definitely bigger than last time. He looked at me for a second, then his eyes widened, and he slammed the door shut. “Stupid moss head,” Sanji grumbled. “He has no clue how to behave around women.” I didn’t listen to him and ran after Zoro. I wasn’t sure why. Maybe I just wanted to talk with him. “Zoro, hold up!” I said as I followed him below deck. He didn’t look back or wait for me. He simply walked in a hurry towards the text room. “Hey!” I said and followed him." You do remember who I am, right?” “Yeah!” he said, and his voice sounded unstable, like he was trying to suppress his feelings and failing. “Then why do you run away from me?” “I don’t.” “Stop!” I said loudly, and finally, he stopped. “Why do I run away?” he repeated. “Why did you ran away?” It took me a few seconds until I realized what he meant. “I was in trouble and had to run away” I calmly explained. “And there wasn’t time to tell us? To tell me?” I shook my head. “No.” Zoro turned around to finally look at me. “Is that the truth?” “Yes.” He looked hurt. His grumpy face seemed to be just fine, but his eyes—his eyes told me he just wanted to cry. “Should I rather go upstairs and… eat?” I asked him. “No,” he shook his head fast. “Stay.” And I stayed. Not only for the night but for the rest of my life. I stayed by his side and couldn’t have been happier.

[baby-germany]

[baby-germany]

Meeting Zoro and his old friends (2/3)

It was a few days later now. The meeting I had with the three strange men still lingered in my mind, but I figured I had more important stuff to do. The flat I “owned” wasn’t really mine. I made a bet with the owner, and he lost, so I had one wish free. I said I wanted to have one of his apartments, but he refused. He told me that he couldn’t just let me live there for free, so we dealt for so long, until he agreed to let me live for free in his flat for half a year. The time was almost up, so I had to find a new apartment soon. This morning, I had met one of my clients. I gave him the jewelry he wanted me to steal, and in exchange, I got my money. That’s basically the way I live. I steal from other people and give the items to my clients. For that, I earn money. But no matter how hard I worked, it was never enough for food and a flat. I guess both were just too much to ask for.

I wandered alone through a shabby-looking street. It was pretty dark already, and the wind seemed to try and blow me away. The day had started like it ended. Shitty.

“Hey, pretty lady!” someone shouted after me. With a surprised look on my face, I turned in the direction the voice came from. “Wanna have a fun time with us?” a big man with broad shoulders and a cocky grin asked me. Rage fumed in my eyes. How dare this bastard speak to me like that!

I wanted to teach this man a lesson, but as I looked closer, I could see he wasn’t alone. There were four more guys, just as muscular and big as the first one. Just as ugly too. As soon as I saw them, I knew I was in trouble. I was strong, sure, but I wasn’t strong enough to defend myself against five men who looked like they trained every day. “No answer is still an answer” the man grinned from ear to ear, and I couldn’t tell if he really thought I would consider his offer.

In my mind, I searched for the right thing to do. Talking my way out wouldn’t work; you can’t reason with a drunk idiot. Fighting wasn’t a good choice either. They’d finish me off with a few well-placed punches, and then I’d be done for. What was left? Running? Running seemed reasonable. My shoes weren’t made for it, but I could still make it.

“Come to me, little kitten” the man moaned, snapping me out of my thoughts.

With a gasp, I realized how close they were. The men just had to reach out, and then they had me. I let a strangled gasp escape my throat. “You’re that excited, now, aren’t you?” a different man said. This one stood right by the first man’s side. “We’re gonna have fun!” the third snarled.

He grabbed me by my Hand and pulled me to him. As soon as he could, he wrapped his arms around my waist and licked my neck slightly. "My, how tasty you are!" He moaned right into my ear, as he rubbed is hips against my stomach. A whimper slipped through my lips as I tried to punch him away, but as soon as I tried, the other four held my arms and hands in firm gripes. "Let me go!" i wanted to scream, but the sounds came muffled out, because the one who held me in the embrace kissed me. Strongly, I felt the urge to vomit. Or punch him. Or cry. 

“She said you should let her go!” a voice suddenly echoes through the night. I knew this voice! It was one of the strange men. The grips on my arms and my waist got a bit lighter, so I harshly tried to push them away again, this time with success. I looked over to the man who saved me. He wore dark boots and comfy-looking pants in the same color. His blouse was tucked under his green haramaki, where his swords were bound. His tall, muscular figure tensed as he scanned what was happening. Zoro’s slightly tanned skin shone in the weak moonlight, and his green hair was still just like the last time I saw him. “Thank you” I mouthed, as I saw how he gripped his swords. “Two-sword style” he said, as he ran forward, and after a few seconds, he stood right beside me, while the filthy men lay on the ground, unable to even lay one more finger on me.

“I should have believed you” I murmured, my fingers absently threading through my hair as I met his wild eyes. “When you said that you wanted to become the greatest swordsman.”

He chuckled, that grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. “And you doubted me?” His voice held a playful edge, but I knew better. Zoro was like that—blunt, yet hiding layers of loyalty and determination beneath his tough exterior.

“Yeah, yeah,” I shot back, rolling my eyes. “Just keep bullying me. One day, I’ll show you just how strong I can be.” It was a promise I’d made to myself, fueled by stubborn pride and the desire to prove my worth.

He leaned his head slightly to the right, his gaze mocking. “Is that so?” His green hair caught the moonlight.

“What are you even doing here?” I asked, determined to change the topic. “Wandering around lost?”

Zoro’s expression shifted, and he scratched the back of his head. “I wanted to go out for a walk,” he admitted. “But I think I messed up the directions that old lady gave me. Damned Grandma, telling me wrong information!”

Amusingly, I raised a brow and asked if he wanted me to help him. At first, he hesitated. I really thought I would say that he could do it on his own, but after a few seconds, he agreed with me. It wasn’t long until we found his hotel where he was staying with his other two friends. He told me on our way that they were on a different mission, so they wouldn’t come back for a while.

“Well,” I said awkwardly, “that’s it. Good night, I guess.” I planned to turn and go. As soon as Zoro wasn’t able to see, I planned to make a run for it until I arrived home. However, Zoro raised his voice. “Come with me,” he said. “I don’t think you’ll make it to your flat alive. You can stay for the night.” If you looked closely, you could see a blush rising on his face. “Oh, really? Thank you, that’s really nice of you!” I cheered. It was indeed very nice to let a practical stranger stay in your home for free."

As soon as we stepped into the living room, I was shocked. It looked like a total mess, but who was I to judge. "That's not my trash." Zoro announced. I wasn't sure If I could believe him with that but instead of a teasing comment i asked a simple question "Where can I sleep?" "You see this door? There is the bedroom. Lay down on one of them and rest for the night." I wanted to talk with Zoro some more, he really seemed to be an interesting guy, but as I looked at him, something caught my eyes. The little bags under his eyes. The way he sighted. This man was exhausted, and I had the feeling that it was partly my fault. 

Quietly I chose the bed on the right and tried to sleep, laying on my sight, facing the wall in front of me. It really was strange to meet Zoro again, but i really didn't complain.

Time pasted and I couldn't sleep. I could never sleep. That is the reason why I heard how the door was quietly opened and closed again. Footsteps. I heard footsteps coming in my direction but I pretended as if I were asleep. "Of course you chose my bed" Zoro whispered with a small chuckle. "Seriously, y/n, I'm starting to like you more than I should, and I have no damn clue why!" he rambled on "Do you even know how frustrating that is? Since I met you, I can't get you out of my head!!" he quietly cursed, just as if he was trying not to wake me up.

"Good night, y/n" he gently ended his conversation and laid down in the bed beside mine. 

I blush had crept into my cheeks, and I was trying to understand, why Zoro would say such a thing.

From this day on, I kept meeting Zoro on coincidence. Wherever I went, I saw him, or johnny or Yasuka. Mostly Zoro because he got lost. I learned that he head a terrible sense of direction. Once I even walked with him to the small park he wanted to meet up with Johnny and Yasuka, and he still got lost. How was that even possible?! 

My Flat problem was still not solved, but at least I found some great new friends. I had grown soft to them. Especially for one in particular. 

Zoro was just special. I never had this feeling before, but from the very first moment I felt it, I knew it was love. The way he spoke, walked and fought. How he always protected me from stupid perverts and tried to make me laugh when I felt down. It was just heart-warming.

You just cannot imagine how my little hope, that some day, Zoro and I would be a couple, shattered into a million peaces, as I was forced to leave, without saying goodbye to them. You see, I had stolen from the wrong guy, and now I was forced to run. Sure, Zoro would have been able to defy those guys, but he always looked so tired, I didn't want to be a burden too. For them, it was better this way anyway. The only thing I could cause were Problems. Lots of problems.

[baby-germany]

Meeting zoro and his old friends / Part (1/3)

I poured another mug of beer down my throat and stared blankly at the floor. Leaning back against the bar, I eyed the other patrons entering the pub, expecting it to be a pleasant evening and sometimes someone was rushing outside because they needed to vomit or take a toilet break. Of course, it would be too easy to just go to the toilet, wouldn't it?

As I watched the other people in the room, my gaze lingered on one particularly good-looking man. Two other men were sitting next to him at a table. They were chatting and laughing while the man in the centre downed one drink after another.

Just like me before, he looked around, but he didn't seem to look in my direction once. He had short green hair and wore a white blouse that seemed to fit him perfectly. The blouse emphasised his abs and other features. I couldn't make out much more from this distance, but if I wasn't mistaken, he was wearing three earrings in his left ear. There were three swords on the table, presumably belonging to the man and his boisterous friends.

I strained to listen to their conversation, but I couldn’t make out much of it. Out of nowhere, the bartender leaned over the bar and whispered in my ear, “Laid eyes on this man?” I turned to him and saw his amused smile. He was an old man with a gray beard and nearly closed eyes, yet he exuded charm. You found yourself visiting this bar often over the years because he always knew how to lighten the mood. After all, he was still a bartender.

“And if I did?” I replied, with a mocking undertone.

“Just wouldn’t recommend it,” he said. “I mean, you’re a thief, and he is the famous Pirate Hunter.”

“Oh? Who is he exactly? After all, there are many who adorn themselves with the title of pirate hunter” I asked.

“Roronoa Zoro” he whispered. My eyes widened as I glanced at the table where Zoro sat. I was shocked to see him now staring at me.

How did he hear us?

I wondered, but I shrugged off the feeling and set down my glass.

“Well…” I announced, “Wish me luck!” The bartender gave me a thumbs up, but his smile wasn’t entirely reassuring He seemed more like he would prepare himself to wipe the remains of my body from the floor once Zoro was done with me.

“Well, good evening, gentlemen.” I greeted the men and stood in front of them. One of them had long blond hair and was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt under a sleeveless brown jacket. He also wore greenish jeans and seemed to have choked on his drink as soon as he saw me. I felt a bit flattered by that.

“Good evening to you too” he smiled warmly and offered with his right hand for me to sit down beside him. I gladly accepted the invitation.

“Sure seems to be a busy night, doesn’t it?” the man with the funky hair spoke to me. He wore interesting sunglasses with blue shades and a watch on his left arm. He also wore a white coat. I thought he might be a Navy dude, which would make sense.

“I was thinking the same.” I nodded, and this seemed to please him because he smiled cockily and reached out for my hand. “My name is Johnny, sis.” he winked at me, or so I thought. It was hard to see what his eyes were doing while he was wearing those sunglasses. Seriously, who wore sunglasses indoors?

“I’m Yosaku,” the other man announced. We all looked at the man in the middle. I already knew his name, but I wanted him to tell me by himself. “Roronoa Zoro” he scoffed.

“Pleased to meet all of you. I’m Y/N.” I distantly shook Johnny’s hand but found myself lost in Zoro’s eyes, as his gaze didn’t leave mine. It was like he was figuring out how dangerous I could be.

“Pretty brave of you to wander around at this late hour,” Yosaku mumbled. “As a woman, it’s even more dangerous than for men like us…” he trailed off.

“No worries. I can take care of myself better than one might think,” I tried to ease his train of thought. “People often underestimate me.”

“But my bro has a point somehow. What are you doing here?” Johnny asked. I just shrugged and replied, “Doing what everyone’s doing. Getting drunk and making myself have a fun time?” It sounded more like a question, but I couldn’t help it. Zoro looked at me!

He seemed as though he was trying to memorize my every move. “And you thought we would be your perfect company?” Zoro asked with a bored expression.

“Well, yes,” I replied with a beaming smile, but Zoro continued to stare me down. “Was I wrong?” I inquired.

“Dunno” he replied and took another cup of beer. “Shesh.” I couldn’t help but comment, “You sure can drink a lot.” His gaze returned to me, and it almost seemed as though he had no emotions.

“I will be the greatest swordsman. There’s no way for me to get drunk from just some beer!” Zoro asserted.

“Oh, is that so?” I countered, my smug smile intact. Finally, I found something to talk about with this Zoro guy. He appeared to be a tough one, but that only made it more exciting. “That’s quite a big goal. Are you sure you can live up to this dream?” I asked, amused.

“Yeah. I’m gonna be the best.” Johnny chimed in with many comments, while Yosaku nodded repeatedly beside me. “Now you’re just boosting his ego.”

“He deserves it,” Johnny said confidently. “After all, he is our big bro.”

“Yeah, yeah. I got that part,” I laughed. “But…are you guys really related? You don’t look the same.” “That depends,” Yosaku hesitated. “Depending on what?” “Depending on whether you mean by blood or by heart” Johnny announced. Those two surely had big hearts with lots of love to give, as far as I could see.

“But back to the theme before. You should really be careful around here” Yosaku warned. “And why’s that?” I asked. “Because there’s a great thief wandering around. He stole not only a big amount of money but anything his fingers can touch.” Yosaku leaned in closer. “I’ve heard he even steals pretty ladies who go out for a late-night walk.” Cold sweat started to cover my neck. For me, it was obvious who they were talking about. It tempted me to tell them that the thief was actually a “she” and that they didn’t need to worry about me because the thief was me, but I better didn’t say that. After all, they were working with the Navy.

“Is that so?” I laughed it off.

I was pretty good at acting, so I could play it off easily. “Then I should find myself a person to walk me home later” I remarked, glancing around the room. I already knew what those guys were going to say.

“We could walk you home” Yosaku explained. “Yeah, we’re great at walking with pretty ladies to keep them safe, aren’t we, big bro?” Johnny said, a cool smile on his lips.

“Are we?” Zoro asked, not exactly thrilled at the thought of spending even one more second with this annoying woman (who happened to be me).

“Yes, we are!” Yosaku and Johnny chimed in simultaneously, setting down their drinks with determination. “Should we get going?” Johnny asked me, now seemingly enthusiastic.

“Already?” I raised an eyebrow. “Well, if you want, we could stay a bit longer…” Yosaku mumbled.

“Yeah, staying here a bit longer sounds about right” I reassured them.

“So,” Johnny said awkwardly, “we’ve spilled some details about ourselves, but what about you?”

“Me?” I was surprised. Most people didn’t care about me, but if someone asked, I might as well answer. “There’s not much about me to begin with. I’m a normal woman living in a cramped flat in this town. I moved in recently.”

“Really? Finally moving out of your parents’ house?” Johnny asked, amused, raising an eyebrow.

“Actually, my parents died, so I more like ran away and hid myself for quite a while.”

“Oh, my apologies, sis."Johnny’s tone turned sincere. It wasn’t surprising; most people reacted that way.

“You’re an idiot” Zoro muttered under his breath. I think he meant Johnny, but I wasn’t entirely sure.

“So, you’re a traveler?” Yosaku inquired.

“Yeah, you could say so. I’m not sure how long I’ll keep living here. I’ve spent quite a few years in this town, but never in the same house or flat. I really like it here, but you know, I always feel like I have to move on. So, I might head to a different town soon.”

“That sounds just like us!” Johnny exclaimed. I wasn’t entirely convinced we were exactly the same, but his infectious enthusiasm brought a smile to my lips. "Oh!" Johnny exclaimed, "Here comes a tought!" he proclaimed. "You say you're strong, my bros and I are strong … Why don't you join us?!" I almost choked on the air I was breathing. I never expected that, but it didn't bother me too much. "Wow," I said, a little stunned. "That's really nice of you. But … I think I'm more of a lone wolf, to be honest. I really appreciate your invention" I smiled sheepishly, hoping I hadn't hurt his feelings.

The night went on. Johnny tried to persuade me to join them many times after , but I kept saying no until Zoro grabbed his sword and stuck it under Johnny's chin. "Shut up for once, will ya?" he said, clearly annoyed by the whole situation. I was pretty sure the thought of having me as a teammate wasn't something he was hoping for in the future. Afterwards we had a laugh and a good chat. Mostly me and Johnny. He was a very talkative man. Zoro not so much, but that didn't matter. I think that's why I liked him.

Night fell and, as promised, the three men walked me home. Outside my front door, I turned around and smiled at them one last time. "Thank you" I said and for the first time in a long time I felt like I really meant it. "I haven't had such a nice evening for a long time." It may have sounded sad, but it was the truth. The life of a thief wasn't really as promising as it sounded. Johnny and yosaku stiffened and seemed shocked, which made me smile just a bit. A little while later, Johnny started talking nervously and yosaku scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment. "Right then," Zoro said in his eternally similar-sounding voice, "See you around." He gave me a quick nod as to say goodbye, then grabbed the other two by their collars and tugged them behind him.

What a strange trio, I thought as soon as I was alone. But for whatever reason, I couldn't forget them.

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Jealous Zoro

I glanced over my shoulder and scoffed. I really didn’t like it. Only recently had I discovered my feelings for Y/N, and now she was talking and laughing with this stupid cook. Whether she liked me more than him never truly mattered. After all, we were a pirate crew—we should look out for each other. It wasn’t essential to know who liked you more or less. I had my reservations about Nico Robin for a long time, but my opinion changed over time.

However, the idea that this idiotic cook with weird eyebrows could steal my treasure away—the person I loved more than my swords—was too much. I looked down from the crow’s nest. There he was, making stupid jokes. Every time Y/N laughed, his eyes turned into heart shapes, and he wiggled around like a complete moron. Words couldn’t describe how much I despised this cigarette-smoking, stupid cook.

I furrowed my eyebrows, attempting to burn holes in his body with my gaze. But either he didn’t notice my intense stare or simply ignored it. “Hey! Y/N!” I shouted without thinking. She looked up, curiosity on her face. “Yeah?” she replied. The cook’s expression soured as he glared at me. I smirked a bit, ignoring him to focus on Y/N. “I need to ask you something.” Unfortunately, I didn’t know what to ask, but with Y/N, conversations were always easy to start. Soon, she stood beside me, looking at me. “Well… What’s the matter?” I gazed past her, admiring the water reflecting the sky. “Nothing important,” I muttered. “I just wanted you by my side.” Even though I didn’t look at Y/N, I could see her surprised expression. Her beautiful eyes widened for a split second, and a blush graced her soft skin. “Oh,” she said, starting to smile. “So you enjoy my company that much, huh?” Her smile faded into a smug grin, and words couldn’t describe how much I loved it. “Maybe…” Finally, I met her gaze. “I just like being with you.”

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Heart theft

I sat alone on deck, enjoying the beautiful evening. The stars were shining bright, but still, there was no happiness in them. “Oye, Zoro. It’s dinner time. You better hurry, or Luffy will eat your food, including the plate!” Usopp called me, but I wasn’t in the mood to answer him. Why should I? 

Ace was on board. But

Ace’s presence on board wasn’t the issue. The real problem lay in the fact that he had pilfered something profoundly significant from me—a treasure, if you will. It was the very essence of what I aspired to become, and he snatched it away without hesitation. But then again, what else could one expect from a pirate?

My mind swirled with thoughts, each one echoing a single name, conjuring an image of a radiant smile warmer than the sun itself. That hand—her hand—reached out to me. Yes, I had fallen for y/n. There was no denying it. She embodied perfection in every way. Her intuition guided her actions, and she had saved my life more times than I could count.

I fought relentlessly to suppress these futile feelings. I didn’t want them. How could I ever hope to become the greatest swordsman if I couldn’t rid myself of these pathetic emotions? Yet, the cruelest twist of fate was that it was now too late. Y/n had grown up alongside Luffy, which meant she had also grown up with Ace. She harbored a fondness for him—I was just too blind to see it. And Ace, well, he seemed to reciprocate those feelings. They had announced their relationship three days ago, and since then, I’d tried to ignore her presence. I avoided looking at her, stopped trying to impress her, and refrained from eliciting her laughter.

I sat there, my mind a tempest of despair. Laughter echoed from the others, each peal like a blade thrust into my chest. How could I have dared to dream of becoming someone y/n would love? I was a fool, lost in my own tangled thoughts.

And then, as if fate itself conspired against me, someone approached. My heart clenched—too late to retreat, too late to hide. Damn me, for my heart had betrayed me, and now I stood defenseless before the storm of emotions.

“Zoro,” she said with a hint of worry. I winced at her words. I loved to hear her voice, but I wished she would understand that I needed time for myself. “Is everything alright?” you asked, and if I could, I would have started to cry, explaining what I felt. But that wouldn’t be graceful. It wouldn’t be how a swordsman should behave. “Yeah,” I simply said. “I’m alright.” “You don’t seem to be.” Knowing she cared for me like she cared for everyone on this ship was bittersweet. “Really, y/n, I’m just tired.” I tried to wave it off, but she just didn’t let go. “If there’s something bothering you, you can tell me, you know?” I grimaced at her. If only she knew what I would tell her. I was ready to raise my voice once again, but I got cut off by none other than the Fire Fist Ace himself. “Hey, y/n. I wanted to show you something cool—” he cut himself off as he saw me. “Oh, hi Zoro.” He gave me a small wave with a heartwarming smile, but as I saw him, my blood ran cold. I wanted revenge because he stole my girl, but there was no way I could get it. Y/n hesitated to answer. She looked between me and Ace, wary, not knowing what to do. “Actually…” she wanted to say, but Ace grabbed her hands. “Pleaseee, it’s really important!” he whined. Without anyone noticing me, I rolled my eyes. What a drama queen. “O-okay,” you said slowly. “But Zoro, we’re going to discuss this tomorrow. I want my friends to be happy.” She gave me a reassuring smile before she followed Ace into the ship. “Sadly, there’s no way for me to be happy without you by my side…” I whispered, wondering where this longing, embarrassing side of me came from and how I could get rid of it.

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Japan third wheeling some more

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Hetalia has some cute ones

I'm pretty sure by "or something else" Netherlands meant money

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Russia and Poland are so precious

it just hurts

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No Romano, you`re scaring him!

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Just some hetalia

worst moment everrrr !

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simply a fact

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That awkward moment ( ಠ‿ಠ)

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Just Japan third Wheeling