A new addition to the crew.

Did you expect to end up on a crew? No. But here you are being welcomed by what seems like a crazy captain and some lovesick chef. Honestly, by the looks of it, he seems to drool over any girl. Like Zoro, you were very good at using swords. Three-Swords Style. Luffy insisted he need you on board.

Upon first arrival Zoro was skeptical about you. Though days later, it was obvious to most of the crew — excluding Luffy — that he had developed soft spot for you.

"Y'know.. you're not too bad." The green haired man muttered one late night on ship, leaning against the railing. It was an indirect signal that he had somewhat trusted you now.

After that, conversations seemed to become more frequent and then came subtle glances at eachother when the other wasn't looking, followed by fleeting touches that seemed casual at the moment.

A connection was formed between you two, closer than anyone on ship.

A relationship never seemed practical though. Everyone had a goal and a significant other was not in the picture. Zoro felt foolish that he was falling in... tch, no.

"Ya know, drooling over her won't do any good." Nami laughed as she stood beside Zoro who was lifting weights, occasionally drifting his attention to you eating one of Sanji's meals in a lounging chair on the deck while the rest of the crew was causing a ruckus like usual.

You were like the peace amongst all the daily chaos.

"Shut up.. don't know what you're talking about." The swordsman grumbled, shooting the navigator a pointed look.