The Day It All Began (Mihawk X Shanks)

Chapter 11: History

Mihawk sat around Shanks's crew, listening to their bizarre stories of the journey they had as a crew. From traveling to an island full of dangerous beasts, to an island all but sand, it seemed to Mihawk that Shanks didn't really miss him much. To be fair, he did want a family.

The crew became much friendlier with Mihawk, offering booze and food (which Mihawk denied). They spent about 2 hours talking to each other, but didn't know how fast time was passing by. They didn't really care about what the captain was doing now, since they knew that there wouldn't be a soul that was brave enough to challenge him.

Mihawk warmed up to the crew, telling his stories of the adventures he had as one of the Warlords. He also forgot about Shanks for a while. It was nice though, not having to worry about that idiot constantly.

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By the time Shanks exited the tavern, he realized that some time has passed. He drank and drank, hitting on every women that he saw. Too bad they all rejected him.

He was still drunk, but that wasn't something so weird. He got drunk often with his crew often. He wobbled, but still kept his posture as he walked.

Shanks was going to try to find Mihawk, but he felt too lazy to walk up to the cliff. It could probably clear up his mind, but he felt that seeing his crew was a bit more important. He wanted to see how they were doing.

Shanks walked to the dock where his ship was at. He was about to get up to the ship, when he heard loud noises on the ship. Fighting? No, it sounded too cheerful. They were laughing, but at what? Shanks grew curious, and walked up the plank to his ship.

The first thing he saw was his crew in a circular position, as if they were all looking at something. But it wasn't something. It was someone. Then he saw the hilt of the sword. No one had a sword that unique. It had to be Mihawk.

None of his crew noticed Shanks walking up. They were too focused on listening to Mihawk. So he took the chance to listen in on the conversation for a while without getting caught.

"...So what's your relationship with our captain? I mean, a pirate befriending a Warlord is a bit odd, is it not?"

"I wasn't a Warlord to start off with. I met your captain before everything happened. We're close friends, that's all. Also, your captain owes me a duel."

"We're not just close, we're supppeeerrr close, aren't we?" Shanks jumped out to correct Mihawk, which surprised everyone.

"Oh look. The drunkard finally decided to come back to the ship. Had fun getting drunk?" Mihawk mockingly said as he stood up and stretched.

"I didn't drink that much..." Shanks replied back embarrassed. I mean, 2 hours isn't too big of a deal, right?

"Sure... As if leaving early in the morning to drink until 2 in the afternoon isn't a big deal."

At his words, the crew laughed at the drunk captain. This ticked Shanks off, that his crew was laughing at him while Mihawk was dilly dallying around.

Shanks grabbed Mihawk's collar, and dragged him off the ship. He dragged the swordsman into an abandoned ally and threw him against the wall.

"What the hell was that for you bastard?!" Shanks angrily yelled at Mihawk.

"Don't blame me Mr. I-Dink-for-4-hours-straight. You chose to get drunk, and I chose to visit your crew. At least I care about your crew more than your drunk self."

This ticked off Shanks more. His smartass reply just made the situation worse for Shanks.

Shanks thought about fighting back, but he didn't. Instead, he let Mihawk go, and simply walked away. He was in a foul mood, so he went back to his ship. His crew saw how angry the captain was, so they didn't do anything to stop the man from storming into his cabin.

Mihawk walked out of the ally, and just laughed. Who knew the ferocious Red Haired Pirate's captain can get so butt hurt over something so small? He also walked over to Shanks's ship, but he stopped before getting on. He saw Beckmann and signaled him to come over.

"Tell your captain once he's calm that I left. I want to travel more."

"But didn't you two say you wanted to spend time together?"

"Looks like someone is being a child. Anyways, I need to head over to the marine head quarters to check in for a meeting anyways."

Mihawk jumped off the plank, and walked over to his coffin boat. It was too bad that he didn't get to spend time with Shanks, but maybe the next time they meet they can actually get along well. He set all his equipment down, and left the island.

Ben watched as Mihawk left, and walked back to the main deck. He knocked on the door leading to Shanks before entering.

"Mihawk wanted me to let you know that he left the island."

"That bastard..." Shanks sighed as he leaned back against the chair. Another opportunity to spend time with him gone, just like that. He still kept his vivre card around, so it was likely that they'll see each other again.

"Alright. I want to go back to East Blue at the mean time. I have things to take care of."

"Are you sure you want to leave Mihawk like that?"

"He and I are going to meet again. Don't worry about it."

Shanks smiled, knowing that they were one day going to reunite once more. It won't be long this time. He'll just have to get stronger to beat Mihawk on their duel.