Pirate Kazumi:
So this is my first story and im really excited to see what you think. Comments and improvements i will take all.

I have changed the story line slightly and will be fairly graphic in some parts. Luchia will have longer hair as she is older but she will more or less be the same.

Thank you and enjoy! :3

Three Year Ago

The room was warm, glowing with the feeling of family. Laughing maids' swam past, others were in a hurry. There was a particular excitement in the atmosphere and music was being played. It was the day. My coming of age ceremony, I was final 13, an Adult! Sitting still was a task I couldn't for fill, much to the complaint of my maids that were helping me into my Ceremonial clothes. I had never felt so happy, relaxed and like a child waiting for Christmas day. Although my duties would increase, I would still gain freedom which meant I could go to the surface. Perhaps I could find that boy whom has my pearl? I began to blush and my heart skipped at the thought of the boy I saved seven years ago. Does he still have it? I had untainted faith that he had kept it safe all these years, hoping to meet me again like I dream too.

I began to fantasize and wandered in a dreamlike state – content and safe. I never felt vulnerable in my castle, it was sturdy and beautiful. Golden archways, with carvings statues of past princesses of the Pacific Ocean and, the most important of all, the fountain of Regina-sama. It was made of gold, polished so it looked like she was shining. Her hair flowed down in waves, her arms reached for the ocean surface, holding her trident in her left hand, and her dress elegant and girly. She was beautiful. She protected us mermaids, our saviour, our mother. I continued to fantasize, happy and warm.

Who would have thought that the most important day of my life would turn from sweet to sour in a matter of seconds?

The complete shake of the castle was the first indication; the second was the gaping hole in the open foyer and the third was a man standing on large fish monster laughing with a cruel sadistic smile as he barked his orders to the three minions.

'Luchia, you must run and save yourself!' a maid cried pulling my arm to make me move. I just stared in fear and guilt as the man destroyed my home. 'Please, Your Highness! I beg you to run!' The tear came harder and I began to cry as well.

'GET THE PRINCESS AND HER PEARL!' the man shouted

'Hai, Gaito-sama!' three female voices shouted in unison.

A water dragon came at me to the right, while sea weed tried to secure my body from the left. I began to swim. I ran while my people cried, attacked, blocked and protected me. I wept and swam, never forgetting the screams that rung in my ears. It was defining, heart-breaking, suicidal.

I broke through the surface and breathed the air of the human world. I was weak; I was scared; I was alone.

So I vowed to grow strong; I vowed to save my people and kingdom; I vowed to become a Princess of strength and control – not of vulnerability and passivity.

Today

I had only just got home from my school when the news hit me.

'Honey! We're moving to Nagoya!' Okaa-san smiled, her eyes were bright, she looked so excited for a new surroundings.

'We have taken care of your education and have sorted your uniform, so we are ready to go!' Otou-san chirped in, he was being unusually nice to me. 'Have you ever been to Nagoya Luchia?'

My heart seized and my body went numb. Yes, I had been there, it was close to home. My real home; the Pacific Ocean. It has been over three years since my life collapsed and I had to flee my kingdom. Happy memories came and went, then the bitter.

When I first arrived in the human world, I was a naive thirteen year old from a different world, having no clue as to what to do. At first I wandered the streets, I had a little money that my maid slipped me before I left and someone was swimming in the sea when I arrived – so I stole her clothes she had left loafing. After three weeks I got the hang of human life and practiced begging on the streets of Nagoya, singing of course. People were happy to hear my voice and took pity on me for my oversized clothes and 'adorable' face. People gave money and food that allowed me not to starve and buy necessary items; such as clothes that fit, shampoo, a hair brush and a bag. This routine continued for about three months and I had accumulated a fair sum of money for other things like a sleeping bag (I had to ask the store manager what it was and how it works, much to my embarrassment).

One day a woman approached me and asked me where I lived and how I ended up like this. I gave her a half truth of that my parents died and I have no siblings and have been living like this ever since (I didn't give her the when). The next day she came back and took me to an orphanage. It was horrible and brutal. You had to fight to survive and for the first few weeks I had cuts and bruises for decoration. I was soft and, although I promised to become stronger, I couldn't bring myself to hurt anybody else. Then another kid who was several years older than me said the wrong thing to me and I vented my frustration out on him. I punched him in the face and tripped him up making sure he fell to the floor. I then started to kick him in the stomach and knelt to punch his face repetitively. After that, when people provoked me, I never hesitated to fight back. I grew in strength, agility and rank within the orphanage – I gained respect. Then I was adopted by this couple - Tatchibana Mai and Tatchibana Sein. I was given the option of changing my surname but I refused, so I would never forget my past and my duties.

'Yes, I was there for a few weeks before you adopted me' I said in a happy tone, but my feelings were the complete opposite. I wanted to breakdown in tears; I wanted to scream at them for not talking about it with me; I wanted lock myself in my room and chain myself to the radiator; but instead I smiled and went to my almost empty room.

I took five days to get settled in the new house. Its rooms were a good size; the kitchen was huge – thank god! We were unpacked and Okaa-san went to her new job at a florist – leaving me alone with Otou-san which was not something I was looking forward to.

'You cannot cause trouble at this school, you understand me Luchia? You must work hard and become worthy of being my daughter. If there is one this amiss, there will be punishment. Got it?' he stared into my eyes. I gave him a blank expression and nodded – earning a slap from him. 'Insolent little bitch! How dare you look at me like that! You have no power! You are scum, an abandoned child and you dare to look at me like that!' I was slapped again and again, yet my face never changed its expression. He grabbed his belt and began to twist it in his hand, but left it long enough for him to swing the buckle. He swung me around and racked my back with the buckle. I cried out and began to shiver, trying to get away from his grasp, flinching away from his touch. I burned with anger. He then kicked me in the side and I fell to the floor, shirt torn apart. He looked down on me, smirking, and eyes full of satisfaction that I knew my place. I picked myself off the ground and dusted myself down and walked to my new room, never letting a single tear escape.

Once inside, I walked to the bathroom that was connected to my room. Stripping down, grabbed my wash stuff and razor. As I couldn't enter the bath without turning into a mermaid, I sat on the toilet seat and picked up my sponge and began to scrub my skin. When I had finished washing my body and hair I soaked my arms in hot water, I couldn't feel the heat it emitted. I pulled out my arms and dried them off and reached for my razor and began to slice my skin again and again and again. It was pure bliss and my body began to tingle.

For the first time in weeks, I felt alive.

Teenagers walked in pairs or more down the pavement toward the school. I wish I could have been a part of it, gossiping, laughing, deciding what to do at the weekend to come. People began to whisper and point at the sleek black car pulled up to the school entrance. I was about to open the door when the driver suddenly opened it for me – even worse; now people were going to think of me as a pampered princess – excuse the pun.

I got out of the car slowly with as much elegance I could muster, for I knew if I didn't act well-mannered and polite, the driver would tell Otou-san, and then I would be in deep trouble.

I walked through the courtyard, keeping my head up and back straight with my eyes on the entrance. There were a couple of shouts as a football came flying directly at me. 'Tch' I sighed and stuck my hand out to catch the ball, gasps filled the yard as the ball slowed in my grasp.

'Could you pass it here?' a dark haired boy yelled at me. Yet again, I sighed and threw the ball slightly above my head; I did a full spin and kicked the ball as hard as I could towards the goal. It went straight and true into the target, earning me more gasps and a shocked look from the goal keeper.

As I turned I said, 'you should stay alert, even though the ball is off pitch.' And walked away from the whispering students into the school I would be staying in for the rest of my academic years.

The corridors were wide and tall and the foyer was vast and airy. I went to the reception desk and stated my name.

'Nanami Luchia?' the lady asked, an eyebrow raised. I nodded and gave a smile. 'You're in class 2-B, taught by Mitsuki-Sensei.' Her face went bright red the teacher's name. She then handed me a map and a hall pass and shut the window.

I followed the map and ended up on the second floor far left, and stood in front of the door. I breathed in and it slid open revelling rows of students sitting on desks who slowly turned their heads to stare at me.

'Are you the transfer student the Principle told me about?' A man asked me. He was tall and lean with fair brown hair. He wore a suit and stood straight with a wide happy smile across his face. I stared at him for a few minutes, he looked as if flowers were sprouting from his hair – it was moe scene. I made sure my expression was unsure and gaze flinching. Making sure that I looked nervous and shy - a weak little lamb that was actually a wolf underneath.

'H-h-hai.' I stuttered, 'I'm Nanami Luchia – please take care of me' I smiled and bowed slightly to the other students who continuously stared at me.