The cheap Sasuke nock off stared at you wide eye and disgust littered his face. You're taking him for a joke. No one humiliates Sasuke 2.0. He lifted his gaze to look you in the eyes." If what you say is true, I will take this as an insult. But don't worry I'll make sure to enlighten you" sword in had he lunged forward towards you and scream in anger "I WILL SHOW YOU WHAT TRUE SWORDSMANSHIP IS"

Y/n p.o.v

You just stood motionless as he approached you at full speed. Bringing one of your hands up you rubbed your temple. "God did he really have to shout I'm right here" you muttered. But you were kind of interested, what is 'true swordsmanship'. A new skill is always welcome. Finally Micheal was in position to strike. He swung the sword in a downwards motion to hit you dead in the chest. With slight panic you leaned back to avoid the strike. He retaliated by sending a flurry of strikes at you, none hitting their intended mark. You had swerved out of the way with practiced ease. This only seemed to further infuriate him. His movements becoming sloppy and impulsive. Honestly speaking watching paint dry would've been more entertaining.

Little did you know this battle was more than a bit entertaining for a certain swordsman. The way you weaved through the attacks, his strikes were like water off a ducks back. This only intrigued Mihawk farther, you were clearly quite experienced in the battle field. But the fluidity of your movements are only something that can be a achieved with a least a few decades of training. Your age clearly doesn't match up with this fact. You were young, age twenty at most. He didn't understand but he was sure to find out after this tournament.

On a different note, someone a little younger was also interested. Zoro knew you were special yes, you were an angel after all. But this was beyond him, how were you moving so fast? How'd you make it to the finals without unsheathing your sword? Did you really know no swordsmanship whatsoever? So many questions but not enough answers. He stared a you in awe during the fight, there was just something telling him that you were going to be more important than anything in his life. Unbeknownst to him he added another reason to continue living to his list. To become strong enough to protect you and hold you in his arms. He didn't really understand why he was feeling this way but he sure as hell didn't mind.

Back to the task at hand, Micheal was getting slower. To try and finish this quickly. He was about to strike a fatal blow at your clothing, he was so close to the fabric. Worried it might blow your cover you harder your gaze and stared right into his soul. The hairs on the back of his neck stood. All his senses were telling him that if he landed that hit it would be the last he ever carried out. A cold sweat broke out and he jumped back distancing himself from you.

"WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT THE LAST YEARS CHAMPION AND CROWD FAVOURITE MR SUZUKI HAS STOPPED HIS ATTACK JUST SHORT OF HITTING MR HONDA. WHAT MORE HES DRENCHED IN A COLD SWEAT WHAT COULD MAKE THIS PROUD MAN COWER IN FEAR" the commentator exclaimed. The crowd was on the edge of their seats. Everyone was wondering who will come out on top. The mysterious hunk of delicious meat or the cheap nock off Sasuke.

Mihawk had to suppress a shutter that look was not anything to scoff at. There was no haki infused into it but you could feel the air of dominance it held. Oh how excited (not like that you perverts. He ain't Hisoka) he was for a new rival. He looked on with anticipation for the unknown. What will you do next?

The expression on your face faded just as quickly as it appeared, Micheal even convinced himself it wasn't even there in the first place. But Mihawk knew it was definitely there, and this change in your demeanour meant you were definitely holding back in this fight. Oh you really were a mystery.

Seeing your utterly innocent looking face kinda dumb too. Micheal charges with newfound resolve, unfortunately you were distracted by this one kid in the crowd. He had the most humongous buck teeth, with a gap in the middle that would rival the grand canyons. If I didn't know any better I would've called out his rabbit looking ass for wearing human cloths. In your moment of distraction Micheal was now in front of you about to land his hit. I'm the nick of time you managed to lean back and avoid the blade.

Everything was looking fine until until your clothing unraveled revealing your chest binds. That strike had split your cloth cleanly enough to reveal your gender. They couldn't see your breasts or anything but the binds around them were enough to prove you were not male.

Everyone (except Zoro, he knew) froze, the crowd, the commentator, Micheal and even Mihawk. No one able to comprehend what just happened. You were a woman, female, girl, opposite gender and you had made it to the finals without unsheathing your sword. If I had to say Mihawk was in the most shock, sure he knew that women can be pretty exceptional swordsmen. But you had portrayed a man so perfectly, he had talked to you personally and still didn't suspect a thing. All he could guess was that you were well built in the chest. But this just made it all the more exiting, how did you get that strong. Not many men would teach women the way of the sword, so how did you do it.

This revelation also helped sooth Mohawks nerves a bit. When he had found you cute he was worried he was turning gay, at least that's not the case.

You stood in the middle of the arena. Déjà vu I've just been in this place before, we'll it was Saitama but that's besides the point. I was watching. How am I going to make this up to Haru? Oh and the coupons the coupons can I still get them. Shit I think I'm disqualified now. Ugh. Raising your hand to the back of your neck, you gently rubbed it. "Heh heh, sorry?"

As if a switch was flipped most of the crowd erupted in cheers. How amazing it was for a woman to be able to accomplish this. But of course there will always be some misogynistic men. They were shouting profanities about how you cheated and broke the rules, only to shut up when Mihawk stood up.

He sent one sharp glare towards them then turned his attention back to you. Slowly clapping his hands he begins to speak his voice booming throughout the arena. "You'd did well young swords-woman, I am impressed with your technique. I find you quite interesting so I challenge you to a duel"

Excitement was running through his blood. How entertaining this battle will be. "....Huh? Could you repeat that for me?" he asked surely he didn't hear that right. Right?

With an annoyed sigh you started "I said, no thanks I'm good. Like sheesh you got hearing problems already, you look 26 at most. Like damn you might wanna get that checked with a doctor " you made your way towards the exit of the arena. Only to get stopped by Fishmen? Yeah they looked like fishmen. They had the whole blueish skin, pointy teeth thing going on. The whole arena erupted in panic. Most if not all of the civilians managed to get out of there, pushing you along with them in the crowd. All that were left we the contestants and Mihawk who was still in slight shock over getting rejected.

Nonetheless the fishmen continued unbothered that a shichibukai was present. The biggest fishmen present bellowed over the panicked crowd "THERES ONLY TWO WAYS OUT OF HERE 1 YOU JOIN US AND BECOME A FISHMEN OR 2 YOU DIE WHERE YOU STAND" as all this chaos was going on down the Main Street strolled Y/n.

She figured that if she was disqualified anyway there was no point trying to go back and plus there was that uhhh Dracula guy back there. If anything happens he can probably fix it. You were on your way to the hospital now gotta break that bad news to Haru. Entering through the window you nearly gave the poor boy a heart attach. "Yo" you said in an almost deadpan voice.

"Aghh Y/n you shouldn't sneak up on someone like that!" poor poor Haru, being stuck with someone like me. " Sooo Haru there some good and not so good news" this got his attention as worry etched itself onto his face. To at least make him feel a tiny bit better I decided to give him the good news first. "I got to the semi finals in the tournament " his face lifted in joy, to be honest he practically beamed "but my gender got revealed so we were disqualified" slowly but surely his face fell and I'm pretty sure I saw a single tear run down his face. In a hurry I rushed towards him, my hands all over the place before I decided to just rub circles on his back.

"Shit sorry, but if it means anything even when my gender was revealed everyone cheated for me" my hand was slowly pushed away as he composed himself " No, no it's really fine. I mean at least you represented well I should be glad that all that happened to you was disqualification"

With that we talked a bit more until I told him I needed to visit that one bakery to get my spoils. Walking down town was chaos. Burning buildings, people screaming, smoke everywhere but there are bigger issues to attend to like how many pastries I can get with 200 beli. I finally made it to the bakery but it wasn't open. I saw that bakery guy inside terrified. Maybe just maybe if I help him he'll give me the sweets for free.

I crouched down beside him " Hey old man if I get rid of these guys will you give me free food?" He barely lifted his head but when he saw my face he got up and frantically started to pack as much as possible into bags for me. "I'll give you anything you want just make sure this island stays safe" he said while pushing the bags into my hands. Well that was easy.

Now with food reserves you made your way back to the stadium. Time to clean up this mess.

Zoro p.o.v.

These fish men barged in here and rounded up all the contestants. But I can't see Y/n anywhere. Shit. What if she's hurt? Before he can further speculate what happened to Y/n these gross ball of slime were thrown on the ground in front of them. As disgusting as that already was they started beating as of they were alive.

One of the fish men then went on some tangent about how superior they were. But what caught me off guard was that they want us to eat that slime stuff. Apparently they were fishermen cells and could make us like them. No. No way. Nopedy. Nope. Nope . No. I am not eating that. I would rather eat rice balls made with sugar that have been stomped into the ground than... whatever that actually is.

While Zoro was of in denial he only snapped out of it when the guy beside him dropped dead. A pool of blood started to settle under him. It reminded him of his village's massacre. His stomach did a flip and he tried his best to keep it down. Now wasn't the time to lose his lunch.

More and more of the contestants fought some of them ate the cells others rebelled. He was the only one left standing now. All others were either dead or too beaten to stand. His fingers twitched and his hand made its way to grip the oh so familiar hilt of his sword. The next second he was engaged in battle. But he was outclassed and outnumbered. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Mihaw still sitting in his seat. What is he doing this could all be over with one swing from him. While these thoughts ran wild in his head.

His opponent noticed his distraction and attacked. It was a clean hit. His whole body was in pain. Is he gonna die? He wants to see Y/n again. She had such pretty eyes and one of the brightest smiles he'd ever seen. Without even realising himself he sole out in a whisper. "...help me...Y/n.."

Just before the fish man could take his life something got in the way.

A/N: I am so so so so sorry it took me so long to update. I just realised I have really shit time management so o was wondering if anyone of you would be interested in becoming my reminder to update. Just direct message me if your interested
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