3rd Pov.

All was silent on the sea of the new world...as if. Those who survived the destruction of the white haired demons attack, called for back up, as they prayed Sea Kings wouldn't eat them.

"This is Vice Admiral Kieran! I'm the only survivor amongst the 4 Vice Admirals that we're accompanying the Celestial Dragons! Fortunately they have survived, however I need immediate back up!" A man in a ripped Vice Admiral Cloak, and wounds scattered all over his body, croaked out for the 10th time into the damaged transponder snail.

"Copy...ba...up immediately..." that's all he needed to hear for reassurance.

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Shinsa's pov.

I awoke to the delicious aroma of food. It smelled better than any food I've ever smelled in my entire life. My eyes were still closed, trying to figure out just what this Sanji person made me. I could tell he was still in the room, and strangely it felt as if he was staring at me. Is he so suspicious of me that he'd watch me while I slept? I slowly opened my eyes that instantly widened seeing the face, 2 inches in front of mine.

Regaining my composure, my eyes narrowed down into a glare. I quickly reached up, and shoved the face away from my own. The blonde male stumbled back, and seemed to snap out of whatever trance he was in.

"Ah Shinsa-sama~ you've awaken my dear!" The man said with hearts in his eyes. Almost reminds me of all the fanboys from home.

"Sanji correct?" I asked, trying my best not to let my annoyance get the best of me, and end up killing the person before me.

"The angel knows my name! I can die happily now!" Sanji said floating back dramatically. I sighed at the incoming migraine, and gripped the bridge of my nose, before my face slowly formed its natural, emotionless mask. I haven't eaten real food for weeks, surviving off of food pills during my latest mission. My stomach released a growl, that even the cook hear. He immediately sprung up, somehow holding a bowl of creamy soup in front of me. It smelled absolutely heavenly and I could feel my mouth water.

There was no telling what the intentions of this crew was, so I pulsed a small amount of chakra towards my nose, to smell for any poison. I was already immune to most, due to multiple failed assassination attempts on my life. However, that didn't stop the fact I would still feel sick from some. Once I cleared the soup of any odor suspicion, I took a cautious sip. As I took more bites, I made sure I was on high alert in case I needed to fight.

"I made a nutritious balanced energy soup for you. When I saw the mermaid princess, I truly believed I saw the most beautiful being in the world, but the moment I laid eyes on you...I have fallen in love with a goddess." Sanji cooed. I mean the Uchiha's were known for their beauty, and arrogance. I was no exception.

"Hn." I continued eating, not in the mood to respond to this fool. Sanji didn't seem to mind as he kept twirling in a strange way. The door creaked open, and I paid no mind to it, seeing how I already sensed the small reindeer doctor making his way towards the room I was in.

"Your name is Shinsa correct?" He asked as he waddled towards me, and hopped onto the bed. I placed the spoon down, finished with the soup, and turned towards him. Instead of a verbal response, I merely nodded. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you get these injuries?" He asked.

I felt my hand twitch at the question, the memories resurfacing. The bloodlust, and dark chakra I normally keep at bay, threatened to spill out.

"You're the doctor of this ship?" I said as more of a statement than question. Before he could say anything I looked towards my stomach, and lifted up the battered up Uchiha shirt, only now noticing my cloak was on the bedpost.

"Ack Sanji!" The small creature cried and I glanced at them two without turning my head to see the cook pass out from blood loss. How distasteful. Ignoring the two idiots, I turned my attention back of the bandaged wounds. This doctor's skills were not something to make light of. If he had chakra, I'm certain he'd become a better medical ninja than even Tsunade Senju herself. A pity no one here has chakra besides me.

"My belongings." I called once I realized my Ninja backpack was no longer with me. The doctor stared at me before processing what I had just requested.

"Ah yes! H-here!" He fished for something in his drawer; and pulled out the bag. Chopper than held it up for me, in which I cautiously grabbed. A static pulse of chakra emitting from the bag caused me to realize that someone had went through it. My eyes narrowed into a glare, in which I directed towards the doctor.

"Who." I slowly started, getting up and taking a step towards the now terrified doctor. "Went." I said in a harsher tone taking more steps towards the trembling reindeer. "Through. My. Bag?" I demanded now standing directly in front of Chopper. My eyes itched to burn red, to trap the fool before me in a Genjutsu for answers.

"N-N-!" He stuttered out with tears in his eyes. Just before I could grab his neck, intending to bring him face to face with me, the supposedly passed out cook grabbed my arm.

"I would never hit a lady, but that doesn't mean I won't stop one from hurting my friend." He said with a serious expression. However I was focused on the hand that was on my arm. My patience was running thin. Almost dying, losing my entire clan, being betrayed by the people I looked up to, having my wedding postponed, made it very hard the be patient.

Before the cook could react, I grabbed him by his neck, and harshly threw him through the door, completely destroying it in the process. I may have acted without thinking, but the fact that someone had the audacity to go through my bag, and touch me without permission, was very hard to tolerate.