Unfurl Your Sails (Shanks X Mihawk)

Beginning of what?

Notes:

Here I am, starting another series. I hope it'll be between 5-10 chapters, though at the rate this is going, it might stretch out. Hopefully I can do one chapter per day, or every two days before my motivation dies.

Tt's been a while since I've written anything, so hopefully I do Mihawk and Shanks justice. Also, I've barely even looked at the Wano arc as a disclaimer, though I'm not going to go that far into canon. This will be mainly pre-canon era.

I wanted to write a lil something for Shanks and Mihawk, but then I decided to give Mihawk a backstory, and then Shanks came along too so here I am.

Cover Art: https://www . pinterest . com/pin/ 368310075760124450 / 

-Not sure who the artist is, but I found this picture on pinterest and it leads to a vk.com link

Text Divider is from PrincessIchigo on Amino Apps

Pairing: 

Yes, this is Shanks x Mihawk. It's also slow burn. So, do with that as you will. 

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"Look, it's that famous bounty hunter."

"Hey, don't look, he might go for you—"

At 13 years old (and a half), Mihawk had already created a famous name for himself in the East Blue through his encounters with pirates all over the sea. His rickety boat had brought him onto yet another island, this one by the name of Rujol.

He moored his boat to the side of one of the wooden spires on the dock, his small ride looking tiny compared to the other boats that crowded the harbor. The city was straight up ahead, surrounded by dense jungle and a single snowy mountain towards the back.

"He's just an unarmed kid, what's so fearsome about him?"

"It's best not to underestimate someone who has such a reputation. Just keep on walking."

He walked through the town, ignoring the whispers that followed behind him as he checked out the various shops. His sword had broken yet again, its flimsy workmanship shattering under the blunt force of his blows—but what else could he afford, when he was barely living on the money he was earning already.

Mihawk silently wished that the East Blue held bigger pirates, ones that would actually have a name attached to them. The pirates he had collected bounties were still all too weak, though after this island he was going to travel to West Blue through Reverse mountain.

There'd been whisperings of a powerful pirate named "Storm-Bringer" around that area, his furious attacks powerful enough to create a full-blown gale between each strike. Mihawk felt a shiver of anticipation run down his spine, though his face remained impassive as ever.

"How much is this one," he asked, pointing at a blue hilted sword inside the shop. It was displayed on the side of the shop, alongside other unassuming swords on the shelves. There were sharp cuts and small clouds imprinted in the hilt, though the blade was similar to the other swords—it wasn't the most impressive one he's seen, by far, but it seemed the best in the dingy shop.

"Ah! You have good eyes—this one here is Raitoningu, a skillful graded sword!" The owner replied, leaning against the wooden counter of his shop, white hair pulled in a ponytail and floral shirt half-open lazily.