Here I am with my first fanfiction ever. Now I have to tell, that english is not my native language, so please, don't be rough on me if you see any misspelling. Well, just to clear things, Zoro's 9 in this chapter. I don't think I have anything else to say for now, so I just hope you'll enjoy the chapter :)

I don't own One Piece

Chapter 1: Swords and Bruises

Zoro sighed. Between Perona's whining about literally nothing and Mihawk's absence at home, the most annoying part was that he had to stay home, because it was raining outside. It was always like that. Their old man had to leave when there was nothing else interesting to do. He looked longingly at his swords and wished that there was something that he could do with them, but Perona was making sure that he wouldn't be able to just because of the injury he got yesterday when Mihawk still wasn't home and she was worried that something would happen to him while she was the only one at home and thus was responsible for him and his actions. She was worried over nothing. Like he would get hurt again. Damn her and her powers. She used them everytime, he tried to get to his swords. Just because she ate Devil Fruit, she got so bossy, it annoyed him everytime she opened her mouth.

He stood up and prepared himself to go to the training room. If he couldn't train with his swords, then at least he would lift some weights. It's not like she could stop him from doing it.

"… but he still wouldn't shut up…" Good, she was still talking to herself, maybe she wouldn't even notice that he left the room. "Oi, where are you going? I wasn't finished talking!"

There was his luck again.

"More like blabbering. I wasn't even listening to a single thing you were saying! I'm going to train." Zoro announced.

"Idiot! Don't! If something happens to you again, you know who's dad going to blame!"

"Would you stop it!? If you won't let me use my swords, then at least let me train by myself. There's nothing to do here anyway and everything's better than listening to your annoying monologue!"

"You're trying to say I'm annoying?! There was nothing annoying in my little speech." Yeah, there's Perona and her little speeches about possibly everything that's irrelevant in a human's life. "Are you hurt in the head? The only one' who's annoying is you, you little…"

"I'm not trying to say you're annoying" Zoro interrupted her. "I'm saying that you already are."

"Why, you little…" Perona clenched her teeth. "You think that I don't have better things to do than to watch out for you, so you wouldn't do anything stupid?"

"If you don't want to stay with me, then let me take my swords and you won't have to see me for the rest of the day!" Zoro exclaimed.

"And don't act like you're all grown up, it pisses me off." He added.

"Well, I'm older than you, which means you have to listen to me!"

"By two years and that's not a rule!" Zoro screamed exasperated. "Just let me train and I'll leave you alone."

"You idiot, that's exactly what you can't do. If you do I'll get in trouble!"

"Why do you have to be so…!"

"What is going on here?" said a new voice.

They were so busy fighting, they haven't noticed that someone entered their home. Mihawk looked sternly at his children, waiting for an explanation.

Perona sighed.

"Daddy, he's your son, you can talk some sense to him."

Perona walked away from her brother and sat comfortably on the couch watching the conversation that was about to occur.

Mihawk looked expectantly at the green haired boy.

"She's not letting me train" he said accusingly. "And she took my swords."

The tall man raided an eyebrow and directed his eyes on Perona.

"And why is that?"

"Because she's…" Zoro started, but got interrupted by the girl.

"He got hurt when he was training yesterday, so obviously I had to take away his swords" Perona explained.

"She used her powers on me!" Zoro screamed.

"Only because you would…!"

"How bad is your injury?" Mihawk didn't particularly want to listen to his children fighting when there was more important matter to discuss.

"It's not even worth…"

"He nearly dislocated his shoulder." Perona said and Zoro wished that his look would make her disappear from the living room. "There were so much noise even by your standards of training that I had to check if he was alive."

"I didn't dislocate… She's exaggerating. It's hardly even a bruise." Zoro was still looking accusingly towards Perona.

"Let me see" Mihawk bent down to his level and Zoro tried to get away from his grasp, but his efforts were to no avail. The elder man rolled up the sleeve of green haired boy to reveal a really big and bad looking bruise. Zoro looked away from his father.

"You didn't take care of it?" Mihawk's question was directed at Perona.

"Well, obviously, I would have, but he said that he would take care of it himself" Perona said visibly upset at her brother for lying to her.

"Well, you can do something about it now." Mihawk said with a tired voice.

"And what about…" Zoro started, his father still holding his good arm.

"And you can forget about training for the next week" Mihawk said sternly, his yellow eyes staring right at his son. "I'll train with you again after that time, but if I'll see you anywhere near any sword or the training room, you can forget about the training for the next month."

"You have got to be kiddin…"

"And that's a final" Mihawk interrupted Zoro before he could say anything else. "Now, Perona, go with Zoro and do something with that bruise."

Perona stood up with Kumashi in her hand and took Zoro by the other hand, which he shook off. Yellow eyed man could sweat that he heard him murmur "Old geezer" as they left the room.

Mihawk sighed. He waited all weekend to see his children after these hard few days, but even they couldn't let him rest. Of course Shanks's unannounced visit ten minutes later didn't help him either.