𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 { 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 | 𝟏 }

Chapter 1:Lady Kora

DEAR DIARY,

"Heather told me she teaches people 'real life'. She said, real life susks losers dry. You want to fuck with the eagles, you have to learn to fly.

I said, so you teach people how to spread their wings and fly. She said yes.

I said, You're beautiful.

-Veronica Sawyer (Heathers, 1988)

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Third pov

"Excuse me...Lady Kora, your Father is calling for you."

The maid bit her lip when she saw that Kora didn't hear what she said, due to wearing earphones. The maid spotted the cigarette in between her slender fingers. Kora sat on her window sill, gazing out to the Grand Line city. The maid stumbled over the mess Kora left behind. She reached out, and tapped Kora on the shoulder.

"Lady Kora-" "HOLY FUCK!" Kora exclaimed, ripping her earphones out. The maid jumped in surprise. "Jesus....you could've scared my virginity outta me, if I was still a virgin..." Kora grumbled.

 The maid blushed with embarrassment, "I-I'm sorry to startle you, Lady Kora...but your Father is calling for you. He told me that it's rather important, and that it regards business." The maid informed. Kora let out a long sigh, "Anything else?" "He said that you have to be presentable, as we're gaining an ally." Kora groaned, "So I have to wear the kimono?" "I'm afraid so, My Lady. Our guests are set to arrive in an hour and a half. Shall I run a bath?" The maid asked. "Yes, since he said to be presentable, it'll be needed please, Anahera." Anahera bows, "Excuse me, I'll go run the bath."

Kora watched as Anahera left. The door shut, and Kora got off the window sill, landing on her unmade double king bed. She reached over to her book shelf, and put out her cigarette. She grabbed her phone, and took out the earphones. She hook her phone up to the purple and grey UE boom 2 speaker. Immediately, blasting out of the speakers, was 'Sidewalks' by the Weeknd.

I ran out of tears when I was 18

So nobody made me but the main streets

'Cause too many people think they made me

Well, if they really made me, replace me

She looked at herself in the mirror. Her purple and black hair was in a complete disheveled mess, from running her hand through it. Her white singlet and old purple rugby shorts were covered in old paint stains. Both of her black knee socks were at different lengths. Kora noticed that she still had bruises on her neck from fooling around with a pretty girl she met at a club the previous night. The only thing in pristine condition, was her family heirloom necklace. The golden chrysanthemum being their symbol.

'What would Dear Old Dad say about my state....oh I know...distasteful! He's lucky that I'm making him happy by having a bath.'

Kora pushed her hair back, and began to clean her room, just in case if her Father walked in. He always had a fit whenever he saw that her room was a mess. She knew that she should be getting the maids and butlers to clean her room, but she didn't like people going through her stuff, especially underneath the mess, is some kind of empty wine bottle or burnt out cigarette, or just SOMETHING that would upset the mighty Akira.

The music muted for a moment, before playing again. Kora stopped cleaning, and looked over to her phone.

'Someone's texted me.'

Kora moved to her phone, and picked up. She felt herself smirk when she saw that it was from Shanks. Without hesitation, she opened her phone.

Shanks: You busy? I have amazing news!

Kora: I'm about to have a bath, because dear ol dads calling me for a meeting 

Shanks: Okay well this good news is gonna blow your genius mind

Kora: It better be something spectacular if its gonna blow my mind.

Shanks: I'M MOVING BACK TO THE GRAND LINE FOR GOOD!

Kora: HOLY SHIT, YOU'RE NOT SHITTING WITH ME ARE YOU?!

Shanks: THIS IS NOT A DRILL. THIS IS LEGIT

Kora: WTF WTF YES FINALLY YOU LISTENED TO MEEEEEE

Shanks: Heheheeheheh I'll tell you more later, i just realised im about to be late for work.

Kora: MOVE YOUR ASS! HAHAHA YOU BETTER GET GOING TELL ME MORE LATER

Shanks: Thats a promise

Kora could feel herself grin ridiculously. She couldn't believe it; her long time childhood friend is finally moving back into the city. Her best friend, her sidekick, her main guy, her drinking buddy, and more importantly, her first crush in the history of Kora. 

'That dork, he finally listened to me for once! He's coming home. But still, why is he moving back? Did something happen in the New World?'

Her questions deceased when she heard a door knock. She paused her music, "YEAH?!" She yelled. "My Lady, the bath is ready." Anahera said. "IS MY GIANT RUBBER DUCKY IN THERE AS WELL?!" "Yes My Lady." "I'M ON MY WAY, CAPTAIN!"

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Kora lowered herself inside the natural bath. She felt herself smile when she saw her giant pirate rubber duck float by her. It was a gift from Shanks. When they were 12, they got each other a rubber duck to remember each other by. She got him a ninja rubber duck, while he got her a pirate rubber duck. 

'Guess what, Pirate King? Shanks is coming home!'

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Kora pov

Anahera did the final adjustments, "Now that you're ready, I shall escort you to the waiting room." 

I looked at myself in the mirror. I was thankful enough for Anahera to choose my favourite kimono. It was black, purple and gold, with chrysanthemums. Anahera clipped my hair up, and put light make up on my face. I slowly stood, slipping my feet into the geta sandals. "Let's go, Anahera."