The warm sea breeze blew playfully across the deck of the Going Merry, gently tousling the raven strands of Robin's hair. The archaeologist smiled softly and placed a bookmark between the worn pages of her book, setting it aside. The gentle wind heralded what looked to be a gorgeous evening: the setting sun washing the sky in a myriad of brilliant colors.
She let her eyes travel slowly over each of her nakama. Luffy, Usopp, and Chopper sat on the far rail fishing, laughter and gasps of amazement echoing across the deck at another of the sharpshooter's wild tales. Seated near the figurehead, Zoro stared out across the waves with a distant loo
I do not own one piece: So that means I don't own the sexy Zoro.
Chapter 1: Help Me.
Tashigi didn't know what to do in this situation. She was scared, well it didn't show on the outside, but on the inside she was freaking out to no end. She was scared.
She lifted her right hand right above her chest and started to play with the little gold locket, the locket that once belonged to her older sister. She looked down at it, it was simple yet complicated just like her, with its small oval shape, short cut designs, and the first letter of her name in the center, K. and every time she was scared, nervous, or just didn't know what to do she would
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Chapter Two.
Tashigi was in big trouble. She'd spotted Roronoa Zoro easily in the forest. He'd been walking in a huge circle, around and around for hours. But when she'd finally decided to confront him directly rather than going for backup, she'd lent too far. BAM!
She clutched at the broken glasses in her fist. At least she'd had the sense, when she'd fallen from the branch, to cover her face and hide her glasses, but she'd hoped the brutal warrior would leave her behind. Annoyingly he was now helping her and it was only a matter of time before he saw who she was.
Shit. Shit. Shit! She cursed under her breath and peeped between her finge