A/N: Howdy! Umm… I would like to apologize for the late chapter… I did say I was going to update around April but ended up finishing it just now… I really plan to update fast but it's just, these past weeks/months, Philippines is having EXTREMELY HOT waves of weather and I can't function [properly] whenever it's hot… ahaha… sorry, my excuse was lame, but that's the hideous reality. Anyway, I'm glad the fic was still being read. Thank you for the bunch of supports especially those who review. Also, thanks for following and favoring the story! It was really appreciated!:D

Soooooooo...here's chapter six! Oh! I almost forgot. I changed the chapter title since it didn't turn out how I imagined it to be, you'll see later why. For now, please try to enjoy!

Chapter VI: Trust

Beeeep. It startled your conscience, that faint tone of an instrument constantly creating a rising and falling pitches. The pitches were in tempo yet severely slow in rhythm. You breathed heavily, making the beep tune faster, feeling the warm puff bouncing back to your face as if there was a mask covering your whole mouth and nose. Not that it troubles you from breathing, actually it helps you to respire better, but its mere presence was bothersome enough to be irritated with. Sightings were all blurred and murmuring sounds were hardly understood. Your mind was also hazy. You tried to move a pinky but failed to do so, causing another fast leap from the pitches. Everything was so heavy.

"…normal…? But she turned pale and white…" said a worried voice you recognize, Shachi, behind the half-opened door.

Gazes were still fuzzy and dim just like a broken bulb switching on and off. But in a way, you managed to land a view to your shoulder and saw silver hair strands. It happened again, you thought. Well, that's normal.

In the same room as you were, Penguin, observing the apparatus creating those rhythmic beeping, called out, "Captain! She's responding! I think she's awake…" before walking near you and staring down.

"Move" a serious tone from Trafalgar Law bypassing Shachi and brushing away Penguin. He opened your eyes and focused a penlight to it. Your strong red irises shrunk as a reaction to the light but didn't even flick an inch.

The light was so bright, blinding your visions from seeing a thing. And your body still feels dead frozen. That's right. It was a punishment after all and all you can do is sleep.

Mihawk was staring at you with his thumb holding his chin.

"So…? Can I put my hands down?" you protested, annoyed to the fact that he made you hold your hair in pigtails without even stating a reason.

It was roughly a year and a month since you've met the World's Greatest Swordsman. After the first encounter, the two of you never had a normal talk nor had a foot of distance without even clashing brutally. However, due to the little island trip, you were forced to share the same space, in peace. You have learned your lessons; Mihawk barely invites you to travel with him because of your attitude. And in the past two voyages, from a total of three trips including now, in the middle of the sea, he kicked you out of the coffin boat and later then tied you on the mast because of your insolence. That's why this time, you decided to endure facing him at all cost and do nothing to provoke him until you land.

"That makes sense now."

"W-what?" you said, still holding your hair while squinting an eye.

The first day you've met with the notorious swordsman, you told him that you lived in an island somewhere in South Blue called Rabbit Island. For all everyone could know, Rabbit Island isn't the type of landmass that a normal person could reside freely. It isn't either a place where cute fluffy bunnies could play. In fact, the island was devoured mostly by ferocious ones, from the brutal gigantic Mountain Rabbits to the vicious Panda Hares up to the ruthless Sea Lapins and down to all rabbit type creatures. Others see the island as a magnet for all Rabbit races but for them—the Rabbits—it was their sanctuary. And today, just like these past four days in the sea, because of the boredom from the situation, Mihawk asked you few questions where you were obligated to answer honestly.

"I told you! I was raised by a gang of Mountain Rabbit!" you argued, stomping your boot repeatedly on the boat.

"I thought it was entirely impossible… but now that I see for myself…" Mihawk paused for a moment while scanning you. A pair of scarlet eyes. White pigtails which surely identical to a mountain rabbit's ears. The snowy skin. And the crude personality. "…you certainly grew with them. Perhaps you're actually one of them."

You scratched your head out of frustration, "AHHHHHHHHHH! You're just messing with me aren't you?! First, you said I'm a human that's why I can never be part of the heartless Mountain Rabbits unless I was born as a rabbit then became a human and then you said…" you crossed your arms and legs and tuned your voice deeper mimicking Mihawk's personality before saying, "…that's rather unrealistic unless you have a devil fruit to do so…" then you returned to your agitated self, "…and now you're saying I'm actually a rabbit?!"

Mihawk dropped a sweat, "I never said that last part."

You stretched your arm towards him, "Stop! You're confusing me!" And turned your back to him, placed your hands on your head then started muffling aloud, "…I know I am a human child from the beginning… but then this insane hawk-dude said my entire being was identical to a rabbit! Then again, I too think the same. I have rabbit traits since birth… so am I actually a rabbit before…? No wait! I'm pretty sure I am a human until now! But I know Goat-sama made me more human! So does that mean I was formerly a rabbit? N-no! I remember being called 'rare' by my friends because I was a human! Wait! My friends were all rabbits! Oh crap! I am actually a rabbit!"

You continued to convince yourself whether you're a human or a rabbit until everything started to spin. "…a-am I still a human?" And there you have it, a mental break down. Mihawk just snickered on the delusions you're having. Apparently, it caught your attention which earned him a delightful glare. This man always gets into your nerves! From the moment you met him, a day would never pass without him making fun you. Does he find it entertaining?

"You! You vile human! You're enjoying it!" you pointed to him. But his respond was a snort without even throwing a gaze. You then stood up, making the coffin boat rock a bit, "AHHHHH! I really hate you! You—"

"That man appeared the moment you got sick." He interrupted. "Isn't it quite suspicious?"

You could feel veins from your head could explode anytime. This man always disrupts you from talking by asking random questions whenever he feels doing it and not just that, he also loves to insult anyone you like. He's so CRUEL! But, you can never ignore him. If you don't answer his questions properly you will spend the whole island trip cuffed with him. His only reason? Well, to piss you more.

Mihawk revealed his golden eyes and set it to you. He wanted explanations. No ordinary human child, particularly a female ones within your current age could throw a punch that can pulverize solid objects. You told him earlier that you were given a second life in consequence of attaining two curses: the monstrous strength and the unknown one. As far as every adult could know, monstrous strength was not even a curse to begin with. In reality, it was considered as a blessing besides every man wanted to be strong. And the unknown one sounded like a bluff. Until now, you still haven't figured what kind of 'curse' it was and there were no unusual events occurring either.

"How can that be suspicious? He gave me my second life out of kindness. He's the KINDEST of the KINDEST person in the whole world!"

Mihawk just raised a brow. Could that person really be a saint? "He didn't ask you for anything?"

"Nope! He even offered fixing me from having the unknown curse! I told you he's the kindest of the kindest!" the smile on your lips brightened up, not because of the irritating swordsman in front but because you were reminded of the compassion He gave you.

"That's why you decided to travel with him on that ship?"

Indeed, you chose to stay with Goat-sama, a man you considered as a God, in order to pay his generosity. It was the least thing you could do to express your gratitude for being taken care inside his domain for about four years. Moreover, he was preventing you from having the unknown curse. But, you never travelled with him, he can't. In spite of that, he never restrained you from having your adventures. In fact, he was willing to help you on your dream and allowing you to join mini trips with Leopard-kun was a great start. That's how big-hearted he was.

"Not really. He doesn't like being around with much people but he said I was his pride, his master piece that's why he was sending me to the most reliable and influential man he knew, a King. I prefer to travel alone but I don't mind having companies either as long as they WON'T HINDER me on the things I want." You purposely raised your tones for him to realize how much he hinders you.

After you spouted those words, Mihawk lowered his head covering his face by his hat. It was so sudden but you know you saw that, that oozing reaction. You're not sure whether it's a good thing or bad. It was like a mix sensation of satisfaction and disappointment. Perhaps you nailed him or something. Or was it just your imaginations?

"Oh shoot! That means I was actually a rabbit!" you suddenly freaked out. "He… he hated being around with humans but doesn't apply on me! T-that's why I was his master piece! Because he just turned me into a human!" The frills of your elegant dress slowly swayed on the wooden floor as you kneel down. Comical tears then flooded out followed by a ground stomping hand.

Mihawk just scoffed on the mental crisis you're having. So you're still bothered with your identity. What a lovely sight.

"Do you have paws before?" he finally said.

"Huh?! N-no?" you sniffed as you look on him.

"Fur?"

Frowning with annoyance, you knew he was starting again but still responded, "No."

"A cotton tail?"

"NO."

"That ends the discussion."

"The hell was that for?!" you burst out. This man always appeased his curious mind by asking profound sets of question without explaining a thing to you. Heck you have every right to get mad.

"We're here." He uttered, ignoring your inflamed stare as he looked ahead. Eventually, you followed his eyes and saw an island after the morning fog gradually dispersed.

Few more waves and the ship slowly settled from moving forward. You didn't notice you already have arrived. It was as if a week of voyage in the sea isn't that long. You never knew talking random topics with someone actually helps to forget time and even days. This man's talkative side is quite unusual but isn't bad at all. You hated to admit it but his way of killing boredom actually was fun. Though, he never missed insulting you.

His cape rustled as he stood up from his seat, dropping the anchor to make the floating vessel still. He leaped to the port then moored his ship to the nearest post.

"By the way, you should learn who to trust… Don't believe in everything people say to you…" He uttered which made you step one foot back.

"D-don't worry… I don't trust you!" you pouted crossing your arms as you turned away from him.

Mihawk glanced to you over his shoulder. He knew you didn't get his point but doesn't want to explain farther. He already told you that this island was popular for its market and Marines were all corrupted by power and money, but still, you insisted to come. He has a personal business to attend with an old silly friend and he can't bring you with no good reason. Since you obeyed his rules, being cuffed with him is out of question. But, you can't stroll alone; it was too risky. Thus, leaving you on the ship would be the best option. Besides, no sane man would dare to loot or even get close on his coffin boat. He was well known indeed.

Once he secured the ship, he rose up and said, "Stay here."

With igniting eyes, you glared to him, "Like I would—" but saw no more trace of him and all you could do is shout, "That cruel man! He abandoned me!" loud enough to jolt in surprise everyone on the harbor and even the soaring seagulls.

"Just a sec…" you suddenly said. Yes, come to think of it, he left you alone in this island. He finally left you! No freaking Mihawk around to frustrate you anymore! You're free now and can do whatever you want. Isn't it great? You swore that you will travel the whole world no matter what but that atrocious swordsman never allowed you to go anywhere without his permission. Perhaps this is the day you've been waiting for!

You clenched your fist and looked beyond the sea with burning eyes. Oh yeah! This is the day you will start fulfilling your dreams. Goodbye annoying Hawk-dude, hello world!

And so, with a jolly thump on your heart, you jumped on the small pole where the ship was attached. You started to loosen the rope thinking of escaping using his boat. But then you suddenly realized there's no food left on the coffin and you won't survive the sea if there's nothing to eat nor drink, must get supply first. Perhaps, a little walk in this island wouldn't hurt.

Few hours later…

"I'm pretty sure this is the way to the sea…" you mumbled buckling the life-size bag of food on your back that you've collected—stolen—from several open food stalls.

Trees. There were bunch of huge trees everywhere and it's getting darker and darker as you march forward. You're not even sure whether the day has already ended or the forest was at fault blocking the sunlight. You looked upward hoping the sun still is up but failed to even spot the sky. The island was huge, that's for sure and you didn't expect it after that swordsman told you that this will be just a 'little island trip'.

You must hurry in finding the sea or else who knows what kind of wildlings will appear when nightfall begun or worst Mihawk might actually realized you run away and will start hunting you. Or much even worst, he might just disregard your disappearance and leave you alone without money and ship.

Nah! Like you would care what Mihawk will think. He doesn't give a damn on you anyway, right? On the bright side, an adventure with danger would be fun! Using purely what you all have and depending only to yourself will be surely exciting! You can do it alone. Yes. That's right!

Thinking positively definitely boosted your mood. So, you resumed walking straight with grin on your face. Just walk in one direction and you'll eventually find the way out, you thought.

But then a crack from a broken branch alarmed you. You quickly turned around and the afar shrub was rustling. You clamped your fists and then lifted them. Your heart started to rush with anticipation. What might that be? Will this be your first ever fight on your 'official' dream voyage?

The movement on the bush became wild. Noisier. Rougher. But then, suddenly, it stopped. There was certainly something there and you can't take it! Out of impatience, you dashed forward and then shoved the wild grass. But all the tensions that were building instantly evaporated. Your enthusiastic eyes swollen blank and fell on a complete disappointment after seeing a face of a weird looking tanned skinned man wearing an extremely long-sleeved shirt with a pair of green spirally eyes and disturbingly wet-black hairstyle, sitting on his knees.

Grabbing the scattered twigs, you restored the bush you spoiled until the horrible looking creature can no longer be seen. You walked away casually like nothing happened.

"To the sea!" your energetic cheer.

"That was rude little girl!" he gushed out giving chills from your spine. Without a second to waste, he spread his arms towards you, turning them suddenly into strange. He sneered as it held your wrist. "I was about to ask you nicely but I've changed my mind…"

"The heck is this?" you said, in a more repulsive way. Out of curiosity, you poked the mushy substance. "Is this some sort of booger?! Get it off!" You then freaked, comically.

"It's no booger, you idiot! It's mud!" he shrieked back.

The 'mud' crawled up to your arm, squishy, slushy with a blend of something solid yet still slimy. Screw this man! It's no mud. It certainly was a booger! And it was severely disgusting! By just being attached of it, you felt like throwing up anytime.

"It's no use! My Numa Numa no Mi is inescapable! Keheeheehee~" his menacing giggled as he watched you swishing your arm hilariously trying to get rid from his grasp.

Too bad for you, it won't get off.

He was laughing out his stomach as if he won a lottery. For years of kidnapping kids, you were the most adorable one he got. Your looks were so promising. Many perverted old farts would spend their wealth just to have cute young girls as their new toy. He's pretty sure that if he could sell you to a human shop, he would gain more than hundreds of thousands of beries. Yes, that's enough money to start a pirate crew and his brother would definitely be glad to be part of it.

"It's freaking disgusting!" you screamed smashing him out of his thoughts.

"Keheeheehee…the more you move the faster my swamp—" but, it was as if he bit his giant wormy tongue after his mud arms suddenly erupted. In his surprise, you suddenly appeared in front of him—with balled fist charging towards him—after the scattered dirt settled from the sudden outburst. What happened? What did she do? He asked himself.

A manic punch struck perfectly his menacing grin, creating a great force that blasted his whole head, spreading dark residues on the giant oaken trees and on the green grassy ground. You landed on your feet and glanced to your hand with filth. Something was bit off; it was like punching through a balloon of mud after all.

He didn't expect it, that you were capable of fighting in spite of your appearance. His terrorizing grin restored as he wiggled back, "You surprised me, little girl. Too bad nothing could hurt me. Haven't you heard of Logia type devil fruit users, the strongest one? I'm one of them! Caribou-sama! Keheeheehee~!"

That pestering laugh makes you sick! From the second you saw his ridiculous face from that bush, you knew the malice surrounding his very being—well, it was written all over his face.

Whisking off the dirty remains, you immediately turned to the Swamp-guy, crumbling the ground with a dash, releasing another deadly blow coming from your fist, passing through his sappy body in a flash. But, the result was the same; an explosion with a plop.

Caribou wriggled his tongue, "Keheehee~"

There he goes again! Seriously, you wanted to beat the crap out of him but knew that you can do nothing with your current ability. You're out of his league. Escape. The best way to survive just like the days with the Humandrills. Not that you were afraid of him, it's just, he's not worth a fight.

You started to run deeper into the woods, hoping he'll get tired chasing of you. Run. Jump. Leap. But unlucky, you got tripped on a tree root and rolled down the hill. What a klutz, you thought. He was out of sight but your gut says he was just around sneering behind your back.

You clamped your fist and got surprised on the texture you felt, "A mud lake?" you said looking on the pool of thick dark sludge.

The leer on his face widened as he stared down on you, sending irk on your back. Crap! It's no ordinary mud lake. It was his swamp! You tried to stand but his mud arms were already grabbing you. It snaked and crawled, swallowing your body into his but leaving your head for the pleasing screams.

"Let me go!" came out instantly from your mouth.

It was so sudden and you were so careless. You struggled but moving was way too impossible.

Then, a click from a blade was pointed to his neck. "Leave the girl." he said.

M-Mihawk? You told yourself. You glanced back to him, expecting to see a tall black haired hawk-eyed man came to rescue you. But instead, you saw a lean guy around his twenties with a golden spiky hair up to his back and wearing a… mask…?

Eh? Who is he?

Cold sweats run down from Caribou. He then withdrew all his muds. He wasn't dumb enough to start a fight with this mysterious guy. He also felt it, that mass amount of killing intent spreading through the air. Thick. Heavy. And Dark. He said he was a logia type and nothing could hurt him. But, fear alone was enough to restrain him from using his ability. The little cut on his neck was the proof. By the looks of his terrified state, it was like he saw a familiar monster.

The masked blond took the bag of food and placed it on his shoulder and then grabbed you on the other side, leaving the trembling Caribou alone in the forest. Was he that scary enough to make this Swamp-guy froze in fear? You glanced to the hero who saved you, though his face was concealed and the murderous aura still remained, he seemed to be not a threat. Yes, you grew up with various deadly beings so you got used with the blood lust atmosphere but he seemed to be not that intimidating. Mihawk was far creepier than this guy.

"Thank you for saving me…" you mumbled. "I-I can walk from here." But he didn't bother saying a word nor looking to you. He kept his pace and continued to walk.

"Where are we going?" you asked. But his respond was the same, a complete snub. Leaning your cheek on his shoulder, you released a fake sigh.

"Hey, are you some sort of super hero? Well, you know… saving me… wearing a mask…" you poked his mask finally making him stop; earning his attention by looking at you.

"Super Heroes wear capes. I don't." He said. Serious tone or not, it sounded like he's making a joke but he wasn't, really. With that, you blinked several times, absorbing it as an interesting response. He then pushed the door of an old bar. Hold on! Old bar? And you were on some sort of a town already! Though, it was different from before.

The crowd of the celebrating men suddenly hushed down after he entered. Eyes were darted on you, particularly avoiding the young blond.

"I-Isn't he the Massacre Soldier, Killer?" a whisper from one man.

"I heard he accepts assassination jobs then kills his employer if they don't pay him well. Hah! What a nasty guy." A man said, filling booze on his empty mouth.

"Aye, he was known in South Blue for his works."

"What's he's doing in Grand Line?"

"Don't look at him, idiot! He can kill you an instant." Said another man who hurriedly covered his mouth after Killer turned to him.

"If you're here for that then please use the backdoor, it will lead you there." the man from the counter instructed pointing the door behind.

Killer nodded and went straight to the threshold. He opened the iron block and a dark pathway welcomed him. As he moved forward, the door was slowly shutting close, forbidding light from entering. It was absolute darkness inside. Silence was deafening and cold steps were recoiling.

"Hey! I'm from South Blue too, you know. And I travel too. And will travel the world!" You started.

"Ah…" his bored respond.

"Is it true? You kill for money? But I think you're not a bad person."

"…"

"What are we doing here, anyway? It's freakin' dark."

"I lack money."

"Oh… me too…" you said. Feeling another dead respond, you quickly added, "After this, were do you plan to go?"

"Home."

"In south blue?" The answer was pretty obvious but still you asked anyway.

"Can I come?"

"No." was his blunt reply.

"Why not?" and there goes another silent reply. It was just few minutes but it felt like hours had passed. Getting bored with black sightings and the echoing steps, you changed the subject, "Aren't you getting tired of carrying me?

"Aren't you getting tired of talking?"

"Nope… so… you're tired of talking that's why you barely talk…"

Killer just snorted, "Didn't you're parents warned you about talking to strangers?"

"They didn't… I grew up with rabbits then with a goat and somehow with a leopard and now with a hawk-man and they also didn't."

"That's too unfortunate for you."

Later, a red glow can be seen ahead. Brightening the shadowed passage and escaping the dark staircase, he stopped in front of a concrete wall with flame torches on the sides. Obviously it was a door, so he pushed it. Then, the concealed door rotated exposing the hidden chamber that occupied those pirates—around twenty in numbers—busy arranging boxes of weapons and guns and those chained people into a ship in the corner. The air tasted salty. Perhaps, that body of water was connected to the sea itself.

"Boss, we have costumer…" said a huge muscular man.

"Ho~ how can I help you?" greeted from a chunky man, chunky enough to be mistaken as a giant pig, that was seated comfortably on a velvet couch with two huge brawny looking men, bodyguards maybe, playing cards with him.

Walking towards the scum, Killer revealed himself from the darkness, earning sharp glares from the bodyguards and the pirates. "How much for her?" He asked, tossing you roughly on a couch, making you cough a low groan.

"Hey!" was your only reaction as you were blocked by the hideous human pig.

He inspected you, turning your face to left and right before you could slap his filthy hand out of your silky flesh, "Hoho… what a fine good. I didn't know you're in this kind of things too, Massacre Solider."

Killer didn't bother to respond. He crossed his arms, waiting patiently for this pig to finish his examinations.

"Fair skin… adorable face… looks unspoiled… hmm… good, good. You know you're just in time, we're about to depart in… half an hour." He said glancing on his jewel embedded golden wrist watch before continuing, "Okay, 100,000 Beri for her." He offered.

"Wait! Are you trying to selling me?!" you spouted but eventually got ignored by both parties.

"Make it two." Killer demanded. He knew a thing or two about human rates and 100,000 Beri sure is low.

"I'm afraid I can't do that. You see—" but the human pig didn't have his chance to finish as Killer's blade stroke an inch before his fatty throat.

Killer uttered, "I said make it two."

With the certain rise of tension, men inside the room drew their weapons but their Boss lifted his palm, gesturing them to halt. "Your art suited you, Massacre Soldier. But, you should know—"

"Your life or the money. Which is more important to you?" he cut off fixing his blade closer the juicy neck of the trader.

The surroundings became much more tensed. In an instant, some of the pirates in including the bodyguards turned into beast, gnarling and growling to the dreadful assassin.

"Now, now, let's settle this with money shall we?" Of course, his life was far more important. Angry, he bit his cheek. He knew that this masked blond was serious with his threats and knew that Killer could easily take his head off within a blink if he doesn't give him what he wants.

In the end, Killer got the price he wanted, a 200,000 beri for a random misfortune girl. He took the money and then left the chamber.

"That bastard!" The chunky man gritted. "You! You! And you two!" he pointed to his four animal formed underlings, "I want you to teach that arrogant prick a lesson! But don't kill him yet. Bring back my money and bring him to me. I want to… personally skin him alive." He rubbed his hands with scheming grin. "As for the young—WHAT THE!" was his surprised reaction as he turned to you and saw you silently swimming—escaping—in the sea.

You flinched. Oh crap! They already saw me!

—x—x—x—

He just finished meeting his old silly friend and just as the rumors say, he lost his arm, making the Legendary Swordsman lose also his desires in fighting with him. What a waste, he said. Speaking of that, he was reminded.

"Now, where did that foolish girl go?" Mihawk asked himself without even going back to the coffin boat. Well, he was fully aware that you can no longer be found on the ship.

Apparently, he was cautious enough to take precautions, slipping a piece of vivre card to your pocket. He took out the other half. Without a second to waste, he begun to dash in a speed eyes can never have the chance to follow.

Dammit. He cursed, scrunching the vivre card, the vivre card that was gradually burning into ashes.

A/N: GAAAAAAHHHH! It became longer and I need to stop it right here! I truly apologize! I know, for some, this chapter was kinda boring… but… but… please bear with it a little bit. I promise you guys the next chapter will be the last part of Mihawk detour.

And yes, I've edited some of the previous chapters due to some errors (typo, grammars, minor details, etc.) but I'm sure there are still plenty of mistakes I missed. Oh! I also changed little Kid's age (Chapter V) it was a miscalculation.

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