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"Okubyoukaze Ni Fukakerya Saigo(If you lose your nerve, this may be your last breath.)

Asu No Asahi Ga Hai No Hashi(But if you hold on, the morning sun will rise!)"

You felt warm.

You opened your eyes, only to find yourself on the beach shore. The sand scratching your hands, and the sun going down directly on your face. You squinted from the powerful rays, having to cover your eyes with a hand. Then...a face appeared, covering the sun.

But somehow...they still felt like the sun. The face was smiling at you, it was so bright...their arm was touching your shoulder with a soothing touch. You wanted to lean in and just sigh.

So warm...

Are you allowed to feel this warm...?

The moment was ruined when a wave came over you and splashed you.

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You awoke to the smell of the sea and damp wood, your eyes opening to a foreign ceiling with your hat not on your head which immediately made you sit up to grab your blade which wasn't on you, only for you to wince and give a low grunt of pain.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." A smooth voice by the doorway said with a smile as he strode to your cautious form. Your mind telling you that this man was familiar and you should be on high alert, but your shoulders seemed to relax slightly as the man brought a chair to sit next to you. A feeling in your chest went through you, a nice feeling. Something you didn't understand.

"If you're wondering, you're on a ship in the doctor's cabin. He treated you of your poison. We picked you up when those marines left you—"

Oh yeah. They left you.

Because you were nothing but a pirate's offspring who defied orders from your 'superior'.

"—the poison was strong stuff, I'm surprised you're even alive from what the doctor said."

Your hands tightened around the bed sheets as your hair hid your bowed head.

"I can't die." You mumbled.

"Hm? What was that? Sorry, I couldn't hear you." The man said with an easy smile and carefree tone.

"I can't die. I have a dream." You said louder, your head raising up to look at the handsome man who seemed to blink his eyes in surprise at your claim but smiled nonetheless. You think his smile got wider when you said that.

"Oh? And what is it if I may ask?"

You opened your mouth, and then closed it and looked away.

Do you want to be the strongest woman marine anymore? Is that what you really want? Truly? From what you've seen the past few years, you don't think it is.

You don't want to be associated with people who believed in such a thing as 'Dark Justice'. Or people who led the same way that Spandam did.

You've proven you've been the strongest so far, but to you, it means that you wouldn't have these two bloody red hands in front of you. These red, red, dirty hands. No. That's not your definition of strong.

Just a monster.

"What do you think of good and bad?" You spouted out a question without realizing it, and when you thought the man wouldn't answer because of how random it was, he did.

"Good and bad? What do you mean? What I define as good and bad?"

You gave a slow nod. The man scratched his cheek in thought.

"Well, when it comes to people, there is no such thing."

You jumped at that.

"What do you mean there is no such thing for people?"

He smiled at you, a smile that seemed to be so soft and yet so wise. A smile that you've never seen before with your eyes. A smile you wish to see more of, you secretly wished.

"There is no such thing as good and bad people. Everyone is equally good and bad, but,"his smile softened,"the side that you choose to act on more defines who you are."

You tilted your head at him.

"Aren't you contradicting yourself?"

The man laughed and rubbed the back of his neck with a sheepish smile at you words.

"Then," you began once again, the man looking up at you and giving you his utmost attention,"what's the meaning of being a pirate and a marine?"

"Dahaha! Well, I don't know much about marines but, pirate's have the love of the sea and have their own strong dreams to follow. Like you do." He said with a point of his finger at your form.

You blinked and tensed slightly.

"Whats your name?"

"Oh, me? I'm Shanks!"

Red-Haired Shanks? You should've realized it sooner, you thought in panic. But...he saved you. A pirate...saved you? Wha?

He...

But, he didn't know you?

"Why?"

"Huh?" He gave you an innocent curious look, a look that shouldn't be on a face of a potential Yonko candidate, not of a pirate. They're bad aren't they?

"Why did you save me?! I'm your enemy! You saw me didn't you?"

The man's innocent look quickly fell, along with his smile as he looked at you carefully. You knew it, he wanted something. He had to. He's a—

"Do I have to have a reason to save someone who didn't want to die?"

"Yes! You...you saw me...! Why would you—?!"

"Because," he smiled again at you, the softest smile you have ever seen and you didn't think you deserved it. Not with what you've done. Not with these hands. You didn't. A person like you didn't deserve to—

"You chose the good side." And you broke down crying at his words, those words that had so much meaning in your heart and soul. He didn't know you, and yet he saved you. He's a pirate. You're a marine. And yet he saved you. He saw you kill, and yet knew you didn't want to. He knew. A hand was placed on your head, a hat coming atop on it as you cried silently. Wanting to stop your own tears but couldn't, but you were oh so thankful that he said nothing. Only gave you his straw hat that was tilted downwards to hide your tears.

This pirate—no. This man, was too kind.

You held back a sob.

Too kind for words.

Silver Blood *smiles sadly* you've been saved.

Oh and Merry Christmas~ ;D

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Main Pairings
Shanks: 100
Mihawk:106