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The sun had just set on the Going Merry, and the whole Straw Hat crew was celebrating its finding of One Piece. After all, it was One Piece, only the greatest treasure to ever exist. And now their captain, Monkey D. Luffy, was the official Pirate King.
Everyone (Luffy eating, Sanji flirting, Chopper dancing, Usopp promoting his self praise songs, Robin with an all knowing smile on her face) was partying hard at the island they had docked at.
Raftel was in desperate need of lightening up; after all, it hadn’t been visited since Gol D. Roger came, and that was a looong time ago.
But two certain crew members were absent from this, (one on the excuse of mapmaking, the other that he ‘needed to throw some weights around’)
The said certain crew members were sitting on the deck, admiring the sky full of stars. (And occasionally, through quick glances, each other)
But not for very long.
“Hey,” Nami pointed up at a particularly bright star, “I’ve never seen that one before. I’m sure it wasn’t there last night cos I was mapping then.”
Her partner on the deck looked up as well.
“See? I told ya you weren’t as smart as you say you are. You even missed a star, and it’s bright as hell too.” Zoro smirked down at the girl in his arms.
He received a blow to the back of his head.
She huffed. “I’m sure it only appeared tonight. There’s no way I could’ve missed something like that!”
“Sure…” He most certainly did not have a good memory (or possess any navigational skills), but it was impossible for him to ignore all the times she had smugly corrected his mistakes throughout their journey.
After all, he was a man! And men don’t give in to women, because….because…it just didn’t work that way, okay!? His ego kicked in, and he decided to annoy her even more.
“Maybe you were tired, or maybe you just didn’t see it, or maybe you’re navi-whatever skills died on you, or maybe y-“
“Shoosh!” She sat up, eyes wide at the star.
“What?” He was annoyed, thinking Nami had interrupted him because she didn’t want to listen to his teasing.
“Did you hear that?”
“…no.”
“No, I’m serious! Listen.”
Giving up on his girlfriend’s complete insanity, he forced himself to shut up and listen.
“Duck!” He roared, instinctively using his body as a shield to protect hers.
Moments later, a loud crash was heard. The ship leaned precariously, and the wood panels groaned as they struggled to keep themselves in their original shape.
Coughing slightly and brushing splinters off himself, Zoro stood up and helped Nami to her feet.
“What…what the hell was that?”
Zoro growled.
“If its alive, I’m gonna kill the fucker.”
Walking towards the centre of the deck, they took in a sharp breath as the dust parted…revealing a very large hole.
Usopp is not going to be happy.
As they wordlessly peered down into the gloom (AN: it is night time, y’know!!), a hand suddenly reached up and grabbed the deck near Nami’s foot.
She wanted to scream, but was paralysed in shock, eyes wide in horror. Slowly, the hand was joined by another, before hauling up one shaking, intact, alive body.
The said shaking, intact, alive body took a few stumbling steps before collapsing on the wooden deck, gasping for air.
The two characters looked at each other, and looked at the body that was currently heaving for air.
Finally, it seemed to get enough oxygen into it, and the figure (now recognisable as a girl) sat up, rubbing her bruised arm.
“Holy shit…what the hell was that?”
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Liza looked around in confusion. Where was everyone? Where was she now!?
She was on a ship; that much was certain. There were sounds of a party somewhere off in the distance, so the ship must be moored at land.
Then, she saw something else. Two people. She stopped rubbing her arm to stare back just as incredulously.
(Silence)
“Huh? Who are you?”
“More like who are you!?” came two startled retorts.
One was wearing a waistband, rough white shirt and black pants and boots. Three swords hung from his waist, and the moonlight glinted off three gold earrings in one ear.
The other was wearing a green top and short skirt with rings down one side. Her short orange hair swayed in the breeze and she, like the man next to her, was gaping.
As Liza looked from one to another, something clicked in her mind.
“Hey! Y’know, this may sound real strange to you and all, but you look like two characters I know. They come from my favourite anime!”
They obviously weren’t following, but she kept going anyway.
“You,” she pointed excitedly at the green haired man, “look like a guy called Zoro.”
“And you,” she pointed at the girl, “look like a girl called Nami. And although they didn’t get together in the anime, I always picture them together. But of course,” she ploughed on, not realising that the aforementioned individuals were now staring for a completely different reason, “You can’t be, cos they don’t really exist in real life, they’re just characters. But you do loo-“
Finally catching their stares, she looked back, confused.
“What?”
“How do you know my name?” Came two even more startled retorts.
A look of understanding dawned on Liza’s face.
“Oh, is that your name? Zoro and Nami? Really? That’s such a big coincidence.” She drew her feet up to sit Indian style, before tapping a finger on her lip in a thinking pose.
Apparently she had forgotten she had fallen ten thousand metres from the sky.
“But of course, it isn’t real. If it was, then there would be other people on this ship. Like Luffy, and Sanji, and Robin, and Chopper, and Usopp, but I think that Nami’s one of the prettiest, and sh-“
She was cut off by a sword placed conveniently next to her neck.
“I don’t know how the hell you know us, but you sure know too much for my liking. I reckon we should ju-“
“Wait.” Came a stern voice from behind.
“What!? She’s a bloody stalker! You tell me how she knows all this crap when she just fucking destroyed Merry?”
“I think she’s alright. She can have the spare bunk in the women’s quarters; you know, the one that Vivi used to sleep in.”
“What gave you so much compassion,” Zoro eyed the grinning girl at his feet with extreme dislike, before sliding Wado back into its scabbard.
Nami merely gave him a wink.
“She said my character in her world was pretty.” She did the Victory sign before poking out her tongue at him.
He spluttered.
“Is that why? All cos she says you look good in another life? For fuck’s sake Nami, she could be an assassin out to kill us in our sleep!”
She raised an amused eyebrow.
Turning to Liza, he hurriedly took a step back.
“She reminds me of you. You sleep a lot, she sleeps a lot. Now tell me. If she was out to kill us, would she fall asleep on the job?”
He snorted.
“She reminds me of Luffy. Far too happy for his own good, that kid is. And yeah, I do.” He thought the exact opposite, but refused to back down.
“Well, I like her. She’s staying.” Nami spoke in her ‘giving orders’ tone.
He merely rolled his eyes, scooped up the sleeping girl and grudgingly followed Nami towards the women’s quarters.
“Are relationships meant to be two sided?” He muttered.
Well Zoro, apparently not this one. Because Liza has decided things need to be shaken up around here.
(AN: Helloooooo, evil plans. How are you today? Zaz wants to ask you a favour…)
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