Secrets She Never Knew (OnePiece Fanfiction)

02 | Memories

A/N:

This will be a bit of a boring chapter since it's just introductions and stuff. Sorry, for the rather rushed work. My mom has been nagging at me to study for my exams these past few days. (Well not total full out nagging but constant reminders, is what I would call it.) I was still lucky she gave me some free time to do whatever I wanted. Note, this story happens just as Luffy met Ace. (Sayeko met Ace the day before Luffy came. ) Please just bear with me for this chapter, I'll explain a bit more on Sayeko later on.

Cheers,

Sakura

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Previously...

Sabo's POV

"Well then, where will we be going?" she asked as we swung down to the ground. I grinned at her, "We're going to collect some money, then meet up with Ace and go hunting."

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Sayeko's POV

So he is his acquaintance, huh? I thought to myself, Does he know?

        "Say, Sabo," I started off, since it was getting rather quiet since we started trudging off to the 'Grey Terminal' of which I still have yet seen, "Do you happen to know who Ace's father is?"

        "A-ace's father?" He stuttered. I giggled, that face of his really was amusing. "Yes," I replied, "but with that reaction of yours, I can tell that you already know who he is."

        "Wow," he commented in surprise, "Those are some observational skills you've got there."

        "Practice makes perfect," I commented, thinking back to the three years I had spent alone, or rather "The Lonely Three" as I like to call them since I met Ace and Sabo, though it was only no more then less than a day ago. They were the first of such people I had come across.

        Sabo chuckled in response, "I'm guessing you used the same skills to find out about his father."

        "Absolutely correct," I told him, then laughed, "I would highly recommend not to go around asking questions people would not usually ask."

        "Perceptive too, I see," he commented again. I giggled, It certainly was a long time since I had felt this way. Three years, to be precise.

        "It's actually rare that Ace will reveal something like that when he just met you," he told me.

        "Actually, he didn't; rather, his expression, and the question, let the cat out of the bag," I corrected. He chuckled, again, and we continued walking in silence, trudging through the woods. The trees towered over us children as we made our way to the 'Grey Terminal'.

        "We're here!" Sabo announced. A thick pungent smell in the air hit me like a tidal wave. My eyes widened when I saw the very scene before my eyes. 'Grey Terminal' was literally grey, with scraps of metal and used wood strewn all over the place. It was like a trash dump--wait, scratch that. It is a trash dump.

       "Whoa..." I stared in awe, since that was all I could do. Then, I remembered something about 'collecting money'. How are we going to collect the money? Wait, before that, why is a more important question right now.