Y/n, just a girl coming home from summer camp. Suddenly finds herself stranded on what seems to be a deserted island only to find that it was the home of Dracule Mihawk, the Greatest Swordsman in the world of One Piece.
This kind of situation is a o...
The two of them stayed at the island for three days. Though y/n insisted that she felt better in day two but much to Mihawk's insistence and kicking her ass in an impromptu sparring session the argument that the wound would reopen if y/n moved too much won so their stay was extended.
The bandages on her arms and chest were removed leaving only the ones on her stomach. She changed her outfit with black high-waist shorts, a white frilled top underneath it a white tube, and black sneakers. On her eyes a pair of black sunglasses. A belt held her swords on her left hip.
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Y/n and Mihawk ate and made sure to take supplies with them for the journey ahead. They have been travelling for almost 3 days now, stopping on deserted islands they come across to rest and eat. With Mihawk leading the way, y/n kept asking where they were going only to be ignored much to her annoyance.
"Where are we going?" she was seated on the lone chair on the raft. Mihawk made her sit there since she was still recovering.
The man seated on the floor continued to ignore her. She rolled her eyes and took a nap. After a few hours she woke up and once again faced with a dilemma. She was bored, really bored. She checked the pocket watch, it was noon. A head was leaning against the arm rest. She tapped the hat waking the sleeping man.
"What is it?" his voice husky, still laced with sleep.
"I'm bored..."
"That is not my problem."
"Let's play a game."
He huffed in response knowing she wouldn't stop bothering him anytime soon.
"What game can we even play here?" he groaned rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Let's play I spy." She squeaked, excited. She removed the sunglasses and placed it on her head.
"I do not know that game..." he admitted. She looked at him like he grew a second head.
"Seriously? This world doesn't know 'I spy'?" she clicked her tongue and started to explain the rules.
"Okay, I'll start. I spy with my little eye something, blue."
"The sky"
"Okay your turn."
"No thank you. You do it."
"Tsk. Fine. Something blue..."
"The ocean"
"White"
"Seagull"
"Brown"
"Barrel floating on the ocean"
"Grey"
"That rock"
"Something really annoying..." she was starting to get pissed off, and Mihawk was smirking.
