Willow and The Whitebeard pirates (One Piece)

A New Beginning

It didn't take me long to get to where Pops was, the uninterested looking guy seeming to be somewhere else for the time being. I slowly approached him, coming around to the front of his chair, and look up at him. He wasn't as terrifying as he was when I first saw him, though I was still unsure about him. He still felt the same way, and it was kind of nice, but I still wondered if he was planning anything else. He and the few people that I encountered were difficult to read.

I wasn't sure about the many other people on the ship, though it was a bit confusing. I could normally read people easily, but then again, all the people that I was usually around were all of the same type of people.

He seemed to be waiting for me to speak, and I tried a few times, though nothing came out. I take a breath, and let it out before I attempt to speak again.

"You ... wanted me?" I ask quietly, growing tense, waiting for his answer.

"Yes I did. I know that you are still getting used to being on the ship, and staying with me is fine, though for the time being, since you will be on my ship, I feel that you should have a name, unless you already had one." He says. I look at him, and shake my head. I'd never had a name. "Hmm ... well, is there anything you'd like to be called?" He asks.

I think for a minute, and a memory pops into my mind of a weeping tree that I had seen a long time ago. I was still a child, and I had stumbled upon this tree, it was huge, and its branches swayed in the wind. Its leaves were a bright green, and its limbs almost looked like vines. In the sunlight, it was pretty, as it almost seemed to be lit up. That was the one memory that I liked to think back on, as it was nice, though that was only when I could think clearly, or wasn't afraid of too many things.

"There was a tree ... it looked as though it was sad, its branches were long and blew easily in the wind ... I don't remember the name." I say, though he seems to know what I was talking about.

After a few minutes, he finally speaks up. "That sounds like a weeping willow tree, if I'm thinking of the ones I've seen." I look at him, and my ears perk up a bit.

"Willow." I say, my tail moving slightly. "I want to be called Willow." My eyes lit up only slightly, as I hadn't actually been given a name before, or at least having given myself a name, and it was a nice feeling.

He chuckled a little when I perked up some. "Then you will be known as Willow."

I wasn't sure what to say or do, but I definitely liked him, and I enjoyed being around him, and some of the other people on the ship, even though I didn't know any of them well. I wondered if maybe I would be allowed to stay, but I would wait to figure that out, and since we weren't around any stops yet, I still had some time to think about it.

(Authors note: Hey guys, sorry for the long wait, I've gotten really busy, and haven't had time to update as often as I've wanted to, and I'm sorry that this chapter is short, but I will try to get the story moving a little bit more than it has been, but I had to get a little bit of introduction into this, or else the story wouldn't exactly work. The next chapter will be a little bit better.)