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"Bath time, bath time, bath time." I hummed with a bounce in my step as I followed after Nami and Robin. A blue towel was slung over my shoulder, the corner embroidered with Makoto's name on it. In my other hand I held my change of clothes, really it was only was a big comfy shirt, which I had taken from Sato who had apparently taken it from Makoto given the sharpie name on the bottom, and some shorts.

Robin giggled, glancing back at me. "You seem really excited, Katsu."

I beamed at the woman, "Yeah! I can finally take a bath without fear of drowning since you'll both be there!"

My answer made Robin giggle again as we walked further down the hallway. This time Nami glanced back at me, a small smile on her lips. "Just double checking you still want to? Before you always turned down our offer to bath with us."

I adverted my eyes for a moment before smiling and looking back with a nod. "Yeah. I think... Ah, I mean yes. Besides, " I shook my head, "I'm far too excited about being able to take an actual bath to turn it down now."

They shouldn't care too much about the scars.

Right?

My feet slowed down as I chewed on my bottom lip. What if they were bothered by the scars? What if they found it completely disgusting? I swallowed, my grip on my clothes tightening. What if I really am ugly and by them seeing the scars they just further confirm the truth-

"Katsu?" I jumped and looked up at Robin, who had paused to look at me. She was holding open the bathroom door open waiting one me.

I let out a breath, shaking my head. Arisu said that didn't make me ugly. She wouldn't lie to me.

"Coming." I mumbled, my toes curling before I forced myself to catch up. Quietly I chanted to myself as Arisu had be do for the last two years.

Robin closed the door behind me and locked it before walking over to the large bath tub. I blinked as I saw the cloud that Nami had made. It was raining down into the bath tub, helping fill it as hot water started to fill the tub.

"Woah..." I mumbled watching the water fill the tub.

"You gonna get in?" Blinking I looked over at Nami and Robin, both had already gotten into the tub and were looking at me.

"Ah, yeah." Turning I placed the clothes on the counter and took out my hair tie. By now the room had filled up with steam, which actually helped me gain some more courage in stripping. 

Wrapping the towel around me, I joined them into the tub and sat stiffly as they chatted. My body sagged as the energy left me as I sunk into the water. A giggle sounded as Nami softly pushed me upward a little bit.

"You weren't kidding when you said you would end up drowning, huh?" She smirked.

"No, I wasn't." I mumbled back.

Robin smiled, running her hands through her hair before glancing at me with blinking eyes. "I didn't realize how long your hair actually was."

"Eh?" I mumbled, picking up a strand of hair and looking at her. "Oh, yeah. When I was little someone once told me that a woman shouldn't cut her hair as it is part of her honor and whatnot." When wet my hair runs a bit below my waist, though when it dries it ends up just below my mid-back. Of course with braiding it I managed to make it look a little shorter, and when it goes over my shoulder it is more tolerable.

I also don't cut my hair because the last two times Yume cut it I ended up sick. She thinks I'm paranoid and said it was only because one time Mamoru had the sniffles and gave it to me, and the other time was because I was out playing in the rain. I still think it's because I cut off my hair.

"Better question is, how did you get your hair to grow so fast, Nami?" I looked over at the orange haired woman, who was currently reaching out to scrub Robin's back.

"Hmm?" Nami hummed, glancing at me before shrugging. "The place I was at had some stuff that was great for hair."

"Boobs too?" I deadpanned. "Because I swear those grew four times the size they used to be. And as an artist I would know. It's my job to draw everything accurately."

Robin smirked as Nami huffed at me and returned to scrubbing Robin's back. I shrugged and leaned back against the wall of the tub with a sigh. I knew I was flushed from the heat of the bath, my burning face confirmed this. Though it definitely did feel good.

"You want me to scrub your back, Katsu?" I looked up at Robin as she glanced at me.

I paused, subconsciously pulling the towel around me tighter. They hadn't seen the scars yet. Perhaps it was better if they didn't.

"I'm good..." I mumbled.

"You sure?" Nami asked, looking over at me.

I nodded my head furiously. They shared a look then looked back at me.

"Katsu," Robin started, turning more towards me. "Are you uncomfortable around us? We're sorry, we didn't mean to make you feel like that."

"Are we pushing your boundaries too much?" Nami added, "We know you really enjoy your time to yourself, and we don't want to push you too much. We just got really excited that you wanted to join us."

I blinked, pausing before sighing. They though I was just uncomfortable with them in general, when reality was I was uncomfortable with myself. "Ah, it's really not you two." I chewed on my bottom lip, my shoulders tensing and rolling as I debated for a moment. "I just... I..."

Nami blinked then her eyes widened. "Your back."

I shrunk down, practically flinching as she named the cause. Robin blinked for a moment, then her eyes widened as if she remembered something. Perhaps they did see it earlier, as I did have my poncho off when we were doing through that hot spot in the ocean.

"Ah, I... Nobody has been that close to my back before. I don't really like showing it." I mumbled, "It's covered in scars, and they really aren't pretty, my back isn't pretty. Plus, I don't remember how I really got the scars. I mean, I assume it was during some of the experiments that they did when I was little, but some of them don't even look like stitches or whatever, so even then I'm really not quite sure what happened."

My rant came to a close when both Nami and Robin came closer to me and patted me on the head and my shoulder. A frown settled on my face as I relaxed a little bit.

"Katsu, it's okay. We would never think any less of you because of that." Robin murmured, Nami nodding in agreement.

I let out a breath, "Ah, yeah. You're right." I mumbled, feeling my face light up a deeper red. "I should have learned that earlier." I gripped my arm over the tattoo, still able to feel the brand that had scared my skin.

I really was lucky to have joined this crew.

"So..." Nami smiled, holding up a white luffa, "Scrub?"

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When we emerged from the sea we came up in the middle of a raging storm, and apparently an island right in view with an erupting volcano. I pulled the green hoodie over my head and squinted towards the island.

"Look at that island! There's a volcano erupting!!" Luffy grinned, running to stand beside me as he pointed at the volcano. I almost snorted, of course Luffy is going to want to go there. Granted, I would admit I would love to see that closer, it would make for a dramatic painting.

"You have to listen to me, Luffy!!" Nami damned, "We have three needles, and none of them are pointing to that island!"

"Oohh," I grinned, "Forbidden island."

The navigator shot me a look as Luffy's eyes lit up in stars at my comment.

"Forbidden island!" Luffy grinned, pointing towards it with more enthusiasm. "We're getting off there! We can see it already, so we don't need any needles!!"

"Oi," I froze, turning to look at Zoro who was glaring down at me.

I adverted my eyes and stuffed my hands in the pouch. "Hmm?"

He gripped the top of the hood and pulled it down over my head, letting it swallow me for a second before lifting it back up with a frown. "Why did you steal my hoodie?"

I puffed out my cheeks, "It's comfortable. Plus, it was the first one I found."

Technically I had found Franky's first. However, his swallowed my whole body. I couldn't even wear his as a dress. Zoro's, on the other hand, was baggy and fell to my mid thigh. The sleeves were long enough that the tips of my fingers poked out, which was optimal comfort for me.

"Why didn't you grab your own hoodie?" He asked, crossing his arms.

"I don't have one."

He blinked his eye at me, "Eh? I could have sworn you had a blue one."

"Oh, that was Makoto's."

"The red one?" He blinked.

"Sato's."

"Why the hell are you stealing everyone's hoodies?" He frowned at me.

I stayed silent, staring at him. "They're mine now." I stated after a moment.

"That's not how that works!!" He yelled, reaching out to pull the hood but I ducked under his arm and ran towards the kitchen.

"Sanji!" I cried out, "Zoro's trying to steal my hoodie!"

"It's mine!"

"Marimo!" Sanji sprang out of the kitchen and sent a kick immediately towards Zoro, allowing me into the kitchen. "You're a shitty thief who wants a woman to be soaked?!"

"Shitty cook! It's my hoodie that she stole!"

I snickered and closed the door behind me. "Mine now." I mumbled, turning around and pausing as I realized Robin and Usopp were already in the kitchen drying off. "Ah, hi."

Robin smirked, "Did you steal Zoro's hoodie?"

I blinked, pulling it tighter around me. "No. It's mine." I glanced over at Usopp, who was gaping at me, before walking and plopping down into one of the seats at the dining table.

"You fear nothing." Usopp muttered, shaking his head.

The door slammed open, Sanji and Zoro entering. Both seething at each other as they walked their separate ways. Sanji towards the kitchen to finish whatever he was cooking, which I was looking forward to as I had yet to eat any of his food. Zoro looked back towards me, scowled, and sat down across the table from me.

I stared at him, a sigh coming from me as I rolled my eyes. "Ah, Mr. Hottie, I'll make you a hoodie later since you lost yours."

"You stole it!" He yelled.

"Oi! Don't yell at a lady!" Sanji yelled out.

A loud cry made me jump as I turned to look at our transponder snail that was wailing. It only took a matter of seconds of the wailing for Luffy to burst into the kitchen to figure out what the sound was coming from. A concerned look crossed his face as he approached the transponder snail looking unsure of what to do.

"Woah, what's the deal? The transponder snail's crying!" Luffy asked, "What's wrong, buddy? You got a tummy ache?"

I smiled at Luffy's concern. I find it cute how much he cares, but also somewhat humorous because he's probably worried he overfed the snail again. Especially since he typically does it behind Sanji's back.

"That's an emergency alert, Captain." I informed him, "Someone's put out an S.O.S."

Luffy glanced back at me then back at the snail. "So if I pick up the call, we can reach them?"

"Stop, Luffy!" Robin shouted quickly, "The majority of emergency alerts can't be trusted! It's likely a trap set by the navy! If you pick it up and they trace the signal, they'll know where we are!"

I stared as Luffy had already picked up the call. Perhaps I should have just taken the snail away.

"Hello? Luffy speaking! Future pirate king!"

I couldn't stop the grin that formed at his introduction. It grew wider when Usopp cried out for Luffy to shut up and not share as much information.

"Help meee!!" The snail wailed, "It's so... cold... is that you... boss?"

"No, I ain't your boss!" Luffy responded, "Is it cold there?"

"All my people... cut down, one after another. We're being killed by a samurai!!"

I blinked, leaning forward. That sounded interesting.

"Hey! What's your name?! Where are you?!" Luffy demanded.

"Someone help we're trapped on Punk Hazard!" There was a yell before it went silent. I paused as there was a small tingle in the back of my head. The name Punk Hazard sounded faintly familiar.

"Ahhh! He's dead!" Usopp, Chopper, and Brook screamed.

At some point when Luffy had answered the call the rest of the crew had walked into the kitchen. I frowned looking down, mouthing the name 'Punk Hazard'. Nothing else came to mind, though my stomach twisted a bit.

"Hmm..." Luffy mumbled, rubbing his chin. "I smell a mystery."

"There's no mystery about it!! That guy just got sliced to bits!!" Usopp yelled into Luffy's ear.

"This actually might be a bad idea." I mumbled quietly, making Usopp snap his attention to me where he grasped my shoulders, tears streaming down his face.

"Even our crazy artist agrees! It's bad news!"

I rubbed my head, pulling away from him and shaking my head. If I was feeling this, then there might be something on this island that might restore some more of my memory. Though, I get the feeling it might not be a well welcomed memory. At least, not from the sick feeling I have in my stomach.

"That settles it! We're going to rescue that dude!" Luffy demanded, his arm reaching out to look around mine. "Let's go, Katsu! You gotta draw me!"

I smiled at him, "Ah, sounds good, but can we eat something here first?"

Luffy nodded, sitting down beside me and looking towards Sanji. "Oi, Sanji! Meat! Oh! Also pack us lunch to go too!"

"On it." Sanji answered, bringing some plates over to the table and placing some down in front of me, Robin, and Nami first before placing the rest in the middle of the table for the boys to fight over.

Zoro pulled out the straws and called everyone else over first before they could eat. "Three with the shortest will go with Luffy and Katsu." He stated, everyone picking out straws.

I shrugged and took a bite of the food before freezing. Swallowing I let out a gasp and looked up at Sanji with wide eyes. Everyone froze and looked at me with worried expressions.

"What's wrong, Katsu?" Sanji asked first, his eyes wide as he tried to see what was wrong with the food.

"Mr. Husband." I stated, stars forming in my eyes as I looked at Sanji.

"Eh?!"

"W-W-What?!" Sanji blinked, his eyes widening and his face turning beet red.

"Your cooking." I stated, already ready to sob. "It's so much better than before! Nothing compares to this! You're literally husband material, Mr. Husband."

Sanji grasped his heart before falling, a trail of blood leaving his nose as he appeared to faint. Chopper squealed and rushed towards Sanji.

"Oi, what's up with that stupid nickname?" Zoro scowled at me.

I glanced at him and shook my head, "Mr. Husband makes sense. He's the total package."

"I want a nickname too!" Luffy demanded through a mouthful of food.

"You're Captain." I answered with a shrug. "I can't give you anything else unless it's more respectful than that."

Luffy pouted but shrugged it off and carried on eating. It didn't take long for everyone to carry on eating. Sanji had woken up and accepted my name for him with wide open arms, then claimed he will do everything he can to prove the name correct.

Honestly, with his cooking there was no way he could let the nickname down. Sanji's cooking is that of an actual master. Hell, I'll go as far as to say he might just happen to be the best chef in the world.

Taking another bite I smiled and allowed myself to enjoy it. Finally, I can taste great food again.

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End of Chapter 80!

So, Sanji has a nickname now! Let's be honest, considering Katsu is a total disaster in the kitchen of course she would call Sanji husband material since he can cook and fight.

Next chapter we're onto Punk Hazard!

I'm sure you can guess that the picture is Katsu's back. Considering she's had those scars since she was 9 you can imagine the insecurities she would have with them.

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