Just a short. I might make it into a story when I finish a some other stories. So, enjoy!

I walked though the town. I can't exactly call it mytown (no one really wants me here), but just "the town" works.. I stared out at the sea. I can't wait to be a pirate! The Pirate King! Though, my grandfather disapproves. I turned and ventured through the woods. The animals left me be - they knew I was stronger than them. I climbed over fallen trees and bushes. My Devil's Fruit was a weird one. I found it when my grandfather brought me aboard one of his ships and we went to a nearby island. I had snuck off on my own and found the fruit in a small, stuffy, cave. It looked good enough to eat, so I did. It tasted gross, but I had already swallowed the whole thing. But I'm getting off track here.

My Devil's Fruit is the Yin-Yang Fruit. It's very strange. My personality is constantly changing with my moods and it's hard to keep a valid balance. One moment, I could be the most innocent, happy, person on Earth and the next - well, let's not talk about that. As long as I can stay happy or cheerful, we won't have to worry about the other half. The other half came out once. I guess I can talk about what I remember.

It was after I ate the fruit. My friend Shanks had brought me back from the island and was bringing me back to the bar I was living at with Makino.

"Now! What do you think about us pirates!?" he bellowed, laughing at my smiling face. I shrugged.

"Now I really don't wanna be a Marine! I wanna be a pirate! Pi-ra-te!" I yelled, spelling out each syllable. Shanks looked down at me.

"Well, good for you, kid! But you won't make it two feet!" He laughed. I got a bit angry, my face heating up with rage. I felt a lot angrier than I actually was. "What's wrong?" Shanks asked. He then stepped back. I glanced at a window. There was a black air coming off me. It swarmed around like the wind, lifting my short black hair. The hem of my shirt flowed with the strange mist-like substance. I was scared. I stopped. Maybe, I had wondered, it was that weird, nasty fruit. I looked at Shanks and reached in my pocket and pulled out part of the fruit I ate. Shanks grabbed it from me. "Did you eat this?" he asked. I nodded. I felt tears in my eyes.

So anyway, after conducting some research, we found out that the fruit was the Ying-Yang Fruit and that my personality was now very unstable. We found out that I could snap at any moment. On the other hand, when I'm happy, the air around me shines pure white and my eyes sparkle, my intelligence (if I had any) flies out the window and gives way to the innocence. I become bubbly and giggly, overcome with laughter and joy. Also, either part of my personality gives me great strength. The happier or angrier I get, the more powerful I become. I try and keep myself this way. But it doesn't always work. So, where was I? Oh, yeah. I walked through the forest and came to a large heap of trash. I loved it here! So many things to do. So many people to meet or things to explore. I ran through when something caught my eye. It was a pirate ship wheel! I flipped my straw hat back and grabbed at it, when a pair of pipes hit my hands. I jumped back.

"Ow!" I yelped. The wheel I wanted flashed out of my view. I glared at the empty spot. I looked around. Then I saw two boys running off... with my wheel. "Hey!" I yelled. I scrambled up and ran after them.

The boys tried to lose me, hopping through the impossible trails of the forest and through dangerous animal territory. I knew the forest better than anyone so their maneuvers went unnoticed. They glanced back at me and I sped up. So did they. We ran for a while longer until they disappeared. I looked around. Then I looked up. There was a tree house. The door was closed as I climbed the ladder. I tried the door but it was locked. I sighed before pushing against the door with all my little might. It cracked and burst off its wooden hinges. Then a rope swished, and a large metal ball flew at me.

"Ah!" I ducked and it whisked over my head.

"Crap! She dodged it!" I looked up. A boy with black hair and a freckled face was staring at me. Another boy with blond hair and a suit was also looking at me with a face of annoyance. They appeared to mean and strong. But I stood my ground when I saw the wheel I wanted in the far corner of the round room.

"That's mine!" I yelled.

"No, it's ours," the black-haired boy snapped.

"No! I found it first! And I'm taking it back!" I stomped inside and the boy stopped me. He glared at me and I glared back. "Give it," I commanded.

"No," he replied, smirking.

"Give it," I growled, emphasis on each word. I felt that anger coming. He glared back at me and smirked even more.

"No," he said plainly.

I guess I lost it. I blacked out after I saw the black air trailing out of me. When I woke up, I was in the wreckage of that tree house. Wood was thrown all over the place. The boys were up in the highest tree, staring at me with wide eyes. I looked down and saw the wheel, undamaged, in my hands. I smiled at the wheel. I started laughing, my personality changing with my happiness. I laughed and giggled, the pure white air flowing out with my joy. The innocence and kind nature took over. I looked at the boys. They were battered and bruised. I gasped.

"Are you guys okay? I'm sorry! Here!" I started picking up pieces of wood. "I'll help you fix it! You can even have the wheel!" I smiled. They looked at each other, then looked at me. The blonde-haired one hopped down, walking to me slowly.

"What was that? You destroy our home then offer to fix it?" he asked, eyebrow raised. I nodded.

"I ate a Devil's Fruit! The Yin-Yang Fruit. If I get too angry or too happy, my personality changes," I explained. The other boy had come now. They both looked at me with open mouths, then at each other. "The more I feel of one emotion, happy or angry, the stronger I get." I shrugged. "I was really happy when I saw I had the wheel, so I switched again!" I spun around, picking up more wood.

The boys' names were Ace and Sabo. Sabo was the blonde-haired one and Ace was the freckle-faced boy with black hair.

"So where do you live?" Ace asked. I shrugged.

"No where, really," I said. Sabo was nailing another piece of wood onto the tree.

"You can live with us!" he exclaimed.

"I can? I mean, you want me to?" I inquired. Ace shrugged. Sabo nodded. I smiled.

"Okay!" I said, happily fixing up the house some more. The boys took me to meet Dadan. Dadan was a mountain bandit and my grandfather was there too. He saw me.

"Ah! I see you've met Ace!" He smiled at me. I nodded.

"Yep! I kinda let my Devil's Fruit go out of control again, though." I rubbed my head and laughed. My grandfather sighed.

"Really, you need to learn to control that," he said. I laughed.

"I guess so, Gramps!" The bandits, Ace, and Sabo looked between me and Grandpa. They had a shocked look on their faces.

"GRAMPS!?" they yelled.

It was two years and many adventures, training sessions, and arguments later that a twelve-year-old Ace, a twelve-year-old Sabo, and a ten-year-old me were sitting around a tree stump, cups of saké in our hands.

"Brothers? That's so cool!" Sabo smiled when Ace explained. I pouted.

"Only brothers?" I asked. Ace reached over and rubbed my hair.

"And sisters, of course." He smiled. I grinned back.

"Right!" I smiled as we clanked together our cups before drinking and passing, drinking and passing, and drinking and passing once more. I was bubbling with happiness. The white air surrounding me and waving around like the wind. I laughed and my brothers smiled at me. I loved them both. Ace and Sabo. It was great, until we met Sabo's father and Sabo was taken from me and Ace. I sulked around for the first couple of days and Ace tired to cheer me up. As we helped out some pirates who helped take Sabo, I was sad. Very sad. I put down the boxes where Ace told me to and we were told to stay the night.

The next day was a bit more than I could handle.

It was later in the day. Everything was engulfed in flames. People were screaming and running. The pirates were banging at the gate that separated the Nobles from the "trash." I don't quite remember what happened. They had hurt Ace, though. I had blacked out again. And again, I came to a bit later. The fire was out, the pirates were gone, and Ace was shaking me so I would wake up.

"Hey! Hey!" he yelled. I rubbed my eyes.

"What happened?" I asked.

"You happened." Ace smiled, joking around at the mess I had made. I smiled too. Then I looked back at the Noble's city. I walked up to the gate and pushed. The large door creaked and I pushed harder. The door opened just enough for me and Ace to sneak inside. I looked around. Everyone was going about their daily lives like nothing had happened to the people outside. Ace put a hand on my shoulder, motioning for me to follow him. I walked after and we looked for Sabo. Well, first we split up. That was a bad idea.

I looked around for Sabo. People were glaring at me and saying things like "Looks like they didn't get all the trash." It was getting me mad. I wanted to keep balance, but it was hard. Very hard. I stopped when I heard the insult again, I turned to the crowd that were walking around aimlessly.

"What is wrong with you all?" I asked loudly. People stared. "I swear! I have never met a group of more horrible people all in one place! How could you do that? Just wipe out a whole place to please one person? Do you know how many lives you ended? The homes you destroyed? And yet you don't even care!? You're just laughing and going on like it never happened! That's not right!" I yelled. Everyone was definitely staring now. That's when I heard it. It was faint, a whisper maybe.

"How rude. Who would raise such an evil little girl?" That word cut deep. Evil. Was I evil? No, I was just saying what needed to be said. Was that so wrong? That made me evil?

I don't quite know how I got out there, back on the beach where I stared out at the ocean. I sniffled. That word still fresh in my mind. "Evil." I looked around and noticed a man. He had a hood covering his face and was sitting a few feet away from me.

"Don't listen to them," he said. I looked over.

"What?" I asked.

"You're not evil. That was brave, what you said," he responded, turning to me a bit. I still couldn't make out his face, though.

"I'm not?" I asked. He shook his head. And then he said the words I would never forget.

"You know, the world pushes us without mercy. Then, when some push back, the world points at them and calls them 'evil.'" I looked over at him.

"Um... I'm Luffy," I said. The man stood and walked away.

"It was nice to meet you, Luffy D. Monkey," he said, and he was gone. I didn't realize it until later, but it was quite odd.

I never told him my full name.