Ikari ][ One Piece ][

Chapter Two

~Ace's POV~

                I woke in an unfamiliar room lying on a semi-comfortable cot. My injuries that had been severe enough were bandaged, but otherwise I'd been left alone. Cautiously I opened my eyes to take in my surroundings. It was a small room no more than 3x3 meters. The only piece of furniture in the room aside from the cot I was currently occupying was a small bedside table with a bowl of medical supplies sitting atop it. There was a porthole style window next to the door that bled in enough sunlight to light up the room.

                Where was I? Did the Whitebeard Pirates take me into custody after my defeat? Why wasn't I in a cell or shackles? Cautiously I swung my feet over the edge of the bed and tip toed across the small room. I tested the door expecting it to be locked and was more than a little surprised when it easily swung open. However, I was even more surprised when the moment I opened my door, a dainty fist connected with my jaw and sent me flying back onto my bed.

                "Good to see you again too, Doll Face." I grumbled as I picked myself up off the bed. It wasn't necessarily that I liked flustering the girl, which I had to admit I did, I didn't have anything else to call her by.

                "This is your fault!" She snapped as she placed her hands on her hips and stood in the doorway framed by the sunlight filtering through. It was impossible to take her seriously. She looked like an angry little china doll as she stood there akimbo and glaring fiercely in her little baby doll dress and floral tights.

                "What's my fault?" I sighed as I rubbed the back of my head nonchalantly feeling somewhat relieved that the irate girl was alright. My gaze lingered to her temple it looked as if someone had tried to doctor it but she appeared to have either woken up in the process or tried to get rid of their handiwork afterward.

                Her garnet eyes were smoldering by this point, "In case you haven't realized, we are now their prisoners! You idiot! If you hadn't interfered none of this would have happened!" She stopped and took a breath and looked as if she were going to continue her tirade.

                "Thank you." I offered her a smile and chuckled to myself as she stared at me completely flabbergasted.

                "Did you get hit in the head one too many times?" She hissed.

                "You could have killed me, but you didn't." I shrugged, "So thanks, Doll Face."

                Her pale cheeks flushed with color for the briefest of moments and I thought it was just a spike in her rage, but watched in awe as she suddenly turned and walked out with a flustered sigh. "You have brain damage." She muttered under her breath as she disappeared.

                So we were prisoners aboard the Moby Dick? Why was it that I didn't feel like a prisoner? With a heavy sigh I hopped out of bed for the second time, rubbed my aching jaw from the angry girl's knockout punch and ventured from the room. It opened up to a spacious deck with another cabin lined with doors about three meters away. There were a few crew members leisurely lounging outside of various doors chatting and laughing away in the most carefree manner.

                I turned and looked both left and right, to the left the deck led to an even bigger three story cabin that looked more like a mansion of sorts than a cabin on a ship, to the right opened up to the main deck of the ship where the main mast was located. A splash of champagne blonde hair disappeared in the direction of the main mast and I hesitated wondering if I should try to follow her or go my own way. She was the only person on the ship that I was prior acquainted with.