AN: I don't own One Piece, obviously ^-^

Japanese Talk: "Moshi moshi!"

German Talk: "Moshi moshi!"

English Talk: "Moshi moshi!"

# Entry 1 – 12/21/2012

Hello Notepad, despite all of the missing possibility to actually travel to another world, it seems I accomplished the impossible. This is Liza, respectively yours. Well, let me tell you, for I have nobody else here who actually can understand me, how I got here. There surely is one day where they will be able to translate, but as it is impossible today I'll have to write. I'm 19. I'm 5' tall and have brown eyes with dyed-red hair and pale skin. I just finished school and was actually looking for a job that would be fun. You see, the date… everybody back home was going crazy and like "We're all gonna die!" Psh! As if. But it seems there was some truth to those strange prophecies. See as I'm here. When I last went into bed at home it was the 20th of December, 11:30 pm. I had a warm cookie and a glass of cold milk and read a chapter of the latest One Piece manga. Nothing out of the ordinary. I had some troubles falling asleep but that was it. When I woke up I was here. In the world of One Piece!

Damn, imagine how I felt when I realized I was on Sabaody Archipelago! Trust me when I tell you that the ground here is extremely glitch and ughs! Not a nice feeling, like it's all a giant endless slide and people just wait for you to slip. I bet there are some specials to their shoes and that's why nobody slips and falls. However Notepad, my new friend, as I acquired you through stealing, I feel very sorry… a little trust me, you are now my criminal friend. It's a bit embarrassing as I woke up here, I was actually half in the water which is the reason people here thought I was from some passenger ship or something like that I think, they didn't put me into cuffs so I think pirate is out of question. Nothing is as embarrassing as waking up on a shore with dozens of people staring at you in a big shirt and boxers when you wear no bra and your hair looks like aliens experimented with it! Oh the shame! I can feel my cheeks burning even now.

Of course I did the only logical thing, I can screaming. Right after I acquired you I'm now writing down what happened. I'm currently in one of the big trees, took the a few tries with the bubbles to come up here but it worked eventually, no idea how I'm supposed to get down again thought. But that is something for later to worry over. Right now I feel relatively sa-

The pen slipped as a gasp left her mouth, the hell? There were people grinning at her and also being on bubbles. So maybe someone had seen her fly up here and thought her good slave-meat? She fast slapped the Notepad shut and pushed the pen into the also stolen bag with it. She didn't like their smirks one bit and so she decided that it was apparently already time for her find a solution for getting down. Unsure she looked to her right, it went down quite some bit but she could try to ride the tree as a slide, it was after all also fully covered with this slick glitch.

"Aw fuck it!" She muttered and swung her legs over to the right and let herself slide down, as she feared the meeting of the root more and more she screamed, because hell was she scared! As her free strands whipped away from her face with the wind she suddenly noticed that she wasn't on the tree anymore, it seems she had slipped off the tree.

"Eh? EHHHHHHH?!" She screamed as she was in mid-air and flew quite a bit before dreading that she would have to meet the floor again and as she did she slipped right through masses of people and against a tall building. Groaning she tried to stand up only to slip on the glitch on the floor and shout in frustration. The people staring at her fast took their leave or made good to stay away from that strange woman. She spoke in a language that made no sense to them and she sounded pretty aggressive. Harsh words were leaving her mouth in rapid speed as she tried again to stand up, only to slip again. To her crude behavior and shouts there came of course her even stranger outfit, thus the people concluded she must be some dangerous pirate to even get here. Better leave her alone.

"God fudging damned! You stupid glitch! I'm going to kill you! Just you wait, I'll find a way to dry you up and then you're going to be soooo sorry! Ha! Take that!" She shouted angrily. She failed to see the pair of amused brown eyes belonging to a certain red-headed boy, next to him was a blue-haired boy around the same age. Both had watched her attempt to stand up multiple times now end with her slipping and landing on the ground again. While the blue-haired thought her to be dangerous the red-haired found her kind of… cute. Right now she had her cheeks puffed out, red straining them and small tears in the corners of her eyes as she stubbornly seemed to give up but didn't want to lose at the same time. Her short hair was looking like she tried holding an electric-eel with her bare hands and there was some dirt smeared over her forehead.

"Come on Buggy, let's help her."

"What?! Are you insane?! That girl surely is some dangerous pirate! She just wants to think she's helpless!" The blue-haired, Buggy, screamed while pointing at the girl. Said girl now looked up and glared at them, again trying to get up and failing only to let out a loud scream that clearly transpired her frustration with the situation. At her glare and try Buggy hid behind the red-head. Said red-haired boy now rolled his eyes and left his friend to go over to the girl, he held his hand out for her to take and help her up.

"Here, let me help you, I'm Shanks, over there is my friend Buggy. Who're you?" She stared at him with eyes as empty as if he had just talked with a fish.

"What?" She had no idea what he had just said, and it seemed her question showed him just that. He wrinkled his forehead but his hand stayed stretched out.

"Should I take that hand? You want to pull me up?" Shanks just looked quizzically at her. She still spoke that crude language and it seemed she couldn't understand him. He was suddenly excited, he never met somebody who spoke an entire different language! Despite the fact that she could not understand him she seemed to understand that he wanted to help her, as she took his hand. He took a good hold of her smaller one and pulled her up. She nearly slipped again but he caught her, feeling the softness of her breast press against his chest he couldn't help but smile and blush. Women were always so soft. She was also spotting a blush, thought now she slowly pushed herself back to her feet and seemed to have found a steady stance. As she let go of him she turned towards her brown bag and rummaged around inside it until she pulled out a Notepad and a pen.

# Entry 2 – 12/21/2012

Dear Notepad. I just slid down a tree… and flew a few meter, but don't you worry I'm fine. Just unable to stand on this stupid glitch. However! I have a reason for writing! I was busy heroically standing up (read falling miserably while trying) when suddenly a hand was in front of me, wanting to help. To that certain hand belonged nobody but one of my favorite characters, Shanks! Buggy is not far I fear, he seems a bit scared. Well, I'll write how things are going to progress. By the way, there were some idiots making me slide down that tree, just so you know…

He watched her scribble something down in hieroglyphs he could not read before she shut the Notepad and but it with the pen away into her bag again. With a smile she nodded at him, he took it as thanks, however such an interesting person he could not let away! He however had nothing to worry, because it didn't exactly look like she would be getting anywhere soon. The first step she tried to make made her slip again and fall ungracefully to the ground. A deep purple depressing aura was forming around her and he had a plan, he would show the captain what he found! Surely the captain wanted to meet her too! Jep, wonderful plan, now to get her to the ship. He stared at her while she was on the ground moping for falling. Ah, that's it! He crouched down, so at least he was eye-level.

"Shanks." He pointed at himself as she looked at him, he had to hold back from hugging her, she was pouting! Next he pointed at Buggy who made a fuss over him not telling her name, he probably wanted to be mysterious Shanks thought, but no he would not have that!

"Buggy." His blue-haired comrade screamed and pulled at his hair. The girl however smiled and put her hand on her chest, lightly touching.

"Liza." He smiled, holding out his hand again. She frowned lightly but took his hand anyway, he pulled her up again, however he did not stop there as he fast slung one arm around her back and the other under her knees and lifted her up. She suddenly stuttered up in her strange language and seemed to try to get out of his hold, he simply held her tighter.

"Don't worry, I'll just bring you to my captain, if he doesn't know what to do Rayleigh will." She now crossed her arms again and frowned while glaring at him, next e knew she had her notepad and pen in hands again.

# Entry 3 – 12/21/2012

Notepad… Shanks is an ass it seems. He helped me up yes, but now he suddenly carries me like some princess towards who know where! Buggy screams behind us, but hell if I understand anything! He said captain, that much I could understand, as well as Rayleigh. You thinking he brings me to his ship? I hope he doesn't because it's so damned embarrassing to be on the Jolly Roger of the Roger-pirates in only my big sleeping-T and boxers. *Insert blushing maiden* Oh, we ARE at the ship, hell I can feel my cheeks warming up, help me notepad!

She glanced up and fast scribbled a last sentence he guessed down before he put her down on the plant of their ship. Buggy loudly complained that it wasn't safe, that she could be working with slave-traders. Shanks didn't believe that, even if, they were strong enough to take her on! He believed in himself.

"Jolly Roger." He pointed towards the ship, she mustered it and suddenly blinked, having noticed something she slowly lifted her foot and put it back down before repeating the same with her other foot and smiling brightly.

"YAY! I don't slip anymore!" She clapped her hands as she did a little jump only to hiss and hold her breasts, what a nice sight. Shanks fast shook his head, no! Thought now he was sure her hair wasn't as short as he first believed, for one, a long strand of hair hung down her back as she looked up the Jolly Roger. He stepped onto the plank, past her and turned half way, motioning for her to follow. She seemed to frown a bit before nodding to herself and following him up the plank onto the ship. On the way she had pulled her out of her shirt, he was a bit surprised to see that it ran down till mid-back in a nice deep red with shorter strands framing her face. It was a bit funny how the men working on deck were staring at her while she took in the ship with wonder, her mouth opened to a small o while it was clear that she had apparently never seen such a ship. A bit strange, for there were ships everywhere. Who knows, maybe where she was from they had other transporting methods? She did after all speak in a strange language!

He went over to her and took her wrist, pulling her to the room Roger had his desk in, knocking as he knew his captain had spared today for writing his love back. He remembered Rogue, a nice woman who helped them when they had nearly lost the Jolly Roger to the cliffs of her home island and taken them in until the repairs were done. It was a nice trip to the West Blue.

"Come in." He opened the door and smiled brightly, his captain was surrounded by paper. Seemed like he had problems writing Rogue, again.

"Captain, look what Buggy and I found. Isn't she strange? Guess what, she talks in a different language too." The black-haired man looked at the red-haired woman. She stared at him with her head tilt to the left. There was recognition in her eyes, but no fear, rather… amusement.

"Liza." She said and touched her own chest, so that was probably her name. He laughed, just like one of his crew members to find all the strange people. He got up and walked over, ruffling her hair and smiling widely.

"Gol D. Roger." She smiled now too, thought tried to get his hand out of her hair. He laughed some more, letting go of her hair.

"Get her to the bath Shanks, and bring her some real clothes, can't let her distract out men in that outfit." He smiled and Shanks saluted in mock of marines.

"Aye Roger!" He took her wrist again and left the room. Roger watched the two, now he had to find Rayleigh and get him to try to speak with that girl. Maybe she would join his crew?

Shanks pulled her through the ship until they reached what she easily recognized as bathroom. Why she was here however didn't make all that much sense to her. Shanks pushed her towards the shower and motioned with his hands as if he would wash himself, then he pointed at her and she blinked. Did he want her to shower? She pointed at herself, than at the shower. He nodded. Seems so. He then pulled his shirt a bit away from his chest and pointed at the basket in one corner of the room, again pointing at her. She frowned, motioning to herself and then pulling on the hem of her T-Shirt before motioning to pull it over her head and throw it into the basket, he nodded. The he scratched the back of his head, holding a finger up to let her know to wait he left her there. She pulled out her notepad and pen.

# Entry 4 – 12/21/2012

Dear Notepad… it's strange. I just met Roger and am currently standing in the bath of the Jolly Roger, Shanks wants me to shower, do I seriously look that dirty? Okay… maybe I fell down a few times and landed in the dirt of glitch. Ah talking about glitch, there probably is some of it in my clothes now, so maybe it's better to go and shower, so I can get it off, that evil glitch. Shanks left me, I don't really know why as I still don't understand anything, but Roger ruffled my hair, yes I know, crazy stuff right? But, you know, maybe this is all some crazy dream I'm having and all that shit, so let me take this as it is, can't get worse, right? Well I hope it won't… Oh notepad, my dear friend we will have adventures, you and me! And then someday I'm going to die and the world will forget me until they decipher my bad handwriting and learn our language, as it isn't all that hard… okay maybe a bit, but that's not my fault. So my dear, I heard footsteps, time for a shower I think.

She had just put her notepad away as Shanks opened the door and held up a lump of clothes, he showed her. Pants, a shirt, socks and boots. The clothes were obviously not made for women but she would not complain as long as they fit. Shrugging she nodded, whatever he wanted from her. He put the things down and then left the room, pointing one last time at the shower. She smiled and waited until he was outside before she locked the door, from the many types of soap and shampoo she would guess this was the bathroom for the female part of the crew. She sniffed one of the towels on the rag before she decided that it was okay. Striping out of T-Shirt and boxers she noticed that she still didn't possess any kind of underwear… that was a bit much, especially since she was no big fan of running around without bra.

Taking the towel she fast wrapped herself in it and was surprised it even stuck to her figure like a glove, normal towels didn't do that… ah but then again this was an anime/manga. They had other rules, and One Piece in all was not what one would call normal. So unlocking the door she pulled it open and stuck her head out, she saw Shanks leaning against the wall opposite of the door. She opened her mouth to tell him she needed underwear but stopped as she noticed that he wouldn't understand her, damn. He seemed a bit in trance as she opened the door fully, she would just show him what she missed. Gesturing to her chest she made a cupping hand and then to her hips. He didn't seem to understand sadly. As a woman however walked by and looked at her trying to make the male understand she laughed and pat her head. Blabbing something away before telling her to wait. At least one word she could understand.

She didn't have to wait long as the woman came back with a matching pair of bra and panties in simple black. Giving it to her she said something more and Liza only got a small "Arigato" out before showing that she wanted to shower now. The woman laughed and left her. Shanks stared dumbly at the door. Man, one had not seen her figure under that T-Shirt, and neither could one feel it all that well while only holding her shoulders. He fast rubbed under his nose and was slightly ashamed to see that he had a little bit of blood smeared there.

Inside the bathroom Liza locked the door again before putting the underwear down on top of the other clothes and then slipping out of the towel and into the shower. After she found out how to get hot water she let ut a small moan, it felt so nice. Her muscles relaxed slowly as she took soap and a sponge to scrub at her skin. Next came her hair, she took her time to get the shampoo into the whole length and yet again got thoughts about cutting it back to chin-length how she had worn it oh so long ago. Shaking her head she let the water wash away the dirt and went for a second layer of shampoo and soap. Feeling fresh and clean again she stopped the water and opened the shower, taking the towel and dried herself off the water, rubbing a bit longer on her hair before deciding to get into the clothes.

Looking skeptical at the underwear she tried it on, it fit strangely good, even better than anything she had ever had the pleasure of finding in her own world. Still a bit perplexed she put on the socks, which obviously were too big but hell it were socks, nobody cared for socks, only of too small. Next came the brown pants, slipping them on she found them fitting rather good around her hip, not too tight but they were loose around her legs, only around her bum it was still sitting as well as on the rest of her hip. Satisfied with the pants she pulled on the shirt, it was a simple one. Black with a V-neck, she rolled the sleeves up till there were short of her elbows. Last came the boots. Putting those on she decided to fast get her own, same went for pants, as those did fit but were just not how she liked her pants.

She unlocked the door after going through her hair with a comb and trying one last time to rub a bit more water out of her hair, which ended with her hair being slightly curly but still mostly in order. Opening the door she smiled at Shanks, the red-head stared at her before he too smiled. He pointed upwards and she nodded, following him as he dragged her, she had a bit problems with those boots. Up on the deck she saw what he wanted from her, there was Rayleigh, a few men and some woman were currently bringing cargo onto the ship while Roger talked with Rayleigh then he pointed to them and the man turned, still blonde and with black beard.

She smiled as Shanks dragged her over, she must look like his twin, with her equally red hair. She waved, redid her introduction as Liza and had him introduce himself. He pulled her a bit away from the ruckus so they weren't in the way as he tried to speak French with her, she just shrugged, she had stopped with French as soon as she could get rid of it. He tried Spanish, even worse, she didn't understand a thing. After a few languages she had really no idea in identifying he tried English, he wasn't all that fluid in talking and broke a few words strangely, but she understood him.

"I can understand you!" She said in English, happy to be able to make her intentions clear.

"Where are you from?" Rayleigh asked her and she mulled over the question.

"I just woke up here on the shore this morning. I don't really know…" It wasn't really a lie… it just wasn't all that true, her last sentence. She watched as he turned to talk with Roger, after a short back and forth the black haired man laughed loudly and clapped Rayleigh on the back, the blonde came back over to her.

"If you want, you can join the crew. We're pirates, but we could help you find out what happened and where you are from."

"That would be… nice. Okay, I'll join you guys!" Damned be hell! If this was a dream she couldn't fuck up the time line all that much, who cares! This was going to be her adventure!

AN: You probably didn't want to know this piece of information, so you can just skip it ^^

I made Liza come from Germany, because German is a hard language, not in grammar and all, well that probably too if it's not your first language, but it sounds hard in comparison to other languages. As Japanese is a language that in itself can be spoken really harsh I needed something to sound even harsher, as Liza is supposed to later on in the story scare a few people with her language and cussing; because she is, like a bad-mouthed sailor ;)