Till we meet again I Roronoa Zoro x reader - live action

Little bird

"now you've gone and lost your appetite
and a little bird
is every bit as handy in a fight"

The chirp of the little bird fills the small kitchen.

Around a wooden table are gathered (Y/N), Zoro, Kuina, and his father, Shimotsuki Koshiro. Koshiro is a very calm man, who smiles often. He's Kuina and Zoro's teacher.

He's one of the best swordsmen (Y/N) knew.

Even if (Y/N) wasn't his pupil, Koshiro treated her like a daughter.

When (Y/N)'s father, the pirate known as "The Captain with the burnt hand", "The burning man", landed on Shimotuki Village, Koshiro was the first one to face him.

The leader tried his best, but "Burning Man" was too strong.
He easily defeated Koshiro, but didn't kill him: he wanted someone to control the village and serve him.

"Kill me already - Koshiro shouted from the cold ground - I'd rather die than be under your control"

Burning Man recognized his strength.

"I won't kill you. You're a brave man"

The pirate smirked and his deep brown eyes thinned.

"You look like a good leader, so, if you'll decide to submit to me, I'll spare the village. There will be no bloodshed or raids, you will only have to pay some contributions and confront us on all the legislative issues" With his white teeth exposed he opened his arms: behind him, more than twenty big men were watching down on Koshiro.
Their faces were disfigured and they wore large and sharp swords on their belts.

(Y/N) didn't want to assist the scene, she was forced to.
A stocky and muscular pirate held her by the arm, squeezing the little girl's delicate skin.

That was the first time (Y/N) and Koshiro met.

The baby's eyes were filled with terror.

Koshiro didn't even ask himself who she was: the kid was identical to her father.

But her eyes were different. Beneath all that fear and pain, there was a small light.
In the eyes of the old pirate, on the other hand, that life had completely disappeared.

Koshiro's mind ran to Kuina and Zoro. To all his students, to all the people of the village.
He wasn't strong enough to defeat the captain with the burnt hand, all he could do was bow in front of the pirate.

His pride wasn't worth the lives of all those people.

After that episode every month the village was forced to pay a small tribute to the pirate, who meanwhile roamed the streets as if the city belonged to him.
He always carried his daughter with him, and he and the little girl often went to the highest hill of Shimotsuki Village for training.

One day (Y/N) ran away.

That morning's training had been quite intense, and the tired poor little girl had lost a duel against another pirate's son.

The Burning Man saw red.

He had locked her in her bedroom, on the ship anchored at the village port, hissing in her ear that if she continued to be so weak she would definitely die.

The sea wasn't the place for her, the lands where they landed never welcomed her, and she wasn't able to fly into the sky like a little bird.

No place belonged to her.

After the door closed, (Y/N) heard the steps of her father: he walked away.
But the little girl knew it wouldn't end there.

She was already feeling the burning fire eating her skin, her father's harsh voice telling her how weak she was.
She was shuddering at the mere memory.