•TEAR TEAR 'IMPOSSIBLE'

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"Eh? Who are you?" Luffy asked as if he wasn't the one who flew out of a barrel.

"WHO THE HECK ARE YOU!?" two unidentified men screamed the brain dead boy.

I stood up from the barrel, stretching my arms above my head.

"Luffy, you left my umbrella at Foosha Village didn't you?" I ignored the others, turning towards my brother in the already crowded barrel.

"Uhh... n-no I put it on the boat." he made a terrible poker face, avoiding all eye contact with me.

"Luffy!!" I stomped my foot, jutting out my bottom lip, "We don't have the money to get a new one!"

"I-I'll get you a new one, I swear!!" I turned away from him, crossing my arms in front of chest.

"You better!"

"Hey! Stop ignoring us!" the two men screamed as they unsheathed their swords.

"I'm gonna go find food." I smiled at Luffy while throwing my leg over the barrel.

While doing so I made eye contact with a new person.

"Why hello there," I walked up to the boy who was shivering in the corner, hearing shrieks behind me, "I'm Aoiumi Yumi."

"P-Please don't hurt me!" he cried as he covered his face with his arms to protect himself.

"Don't worry I'm not here to hurt you." I took his hand in mine.

I pulled him off the ground with ease, suprising the small pink haired boy, "EEEEEEEK!!"

I paused, thinking I had let out a girly scream, but it wasn't me.

I looked down at the boy in front of me, "Are you okay?" Eyes wide in shock from the sound that came out of him.

"I'm s-sorry" his whole body shook, causing my arm to shake with him.

He was bright red but it didn't last long, "Aoi! I thought you were getting food!"

Luffy grabbed my hand and dragged me towards a brown door, following close behind me was the round faced boy.

Luffy shut the door as soon as I walked in, closing the boy's head in the door.

"FOOD!!" Luffy threw open a box of apples as fixed my muticolored skirt, dusting off my shirt after.

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