Red Hair In One Piece Novels & Stories

My words died when a strand of my hair fell before my eyes, and one detail made me forget everything else. One of the strands of my hair wasn't the color it should have been. It was white.

But I can see them swallowing hard, trying to avoid my gaze. “Yeah, sure,” one of them mumbles. “It’s, uh... rare.” I can’t hold it anymore. “It’s just hair, you idiots! It ain’t gonna fucking save her when someone’s trying to slit her throat.” “Still, man. It makes her sexy. The red. Fuck, it compliments her round ass as well.” That's it!

Hector’s smile had not budged since we got up, but his eyes shifted to something all of a sudden his mouth compressed into a hard line. I didn’t know what he was looking at, but I found out soon enough when he reached forward to take a lock of my hair that he ran between his fingers. My eyes widened as soon as I realized why he had been frowning. The lock of hair he was holding onto was silver, and several moments passed before I reconciled it as belonging to me. “Just this lock changed,” Hector said by way of explanation when I grabbed a handful of hair to study. He was right—every other strand was the same shade of red it had been my entire life.

“Not with me. What happened, Shay?” She lifts her eyes, looking around at us, taking in Cole’s rigid posture in particular. “Don’t freak out,” she says, shaking her head. “It wasn’t anything too bad – nothing tons of girls haven’t experienced before. Just – almost all of them had some sort of lewd comment about human girls. And they talked about my red hair.” She gestures up towards the pretty red strands of it, tied neatly back. “What the fuck,” I whisper, moving closer to my friend. “Did you call over Jeanie?”

Soon she saw some girls running in excitement while lifting their gowns up. "Oh, my God, she's really beautiful!" The red-haired one exclaimed and at that moment, she was wishing to drag that hair off her head and placed it on her hair. Red was her most loved color. "It's really nice to see you." The black-haired one divulged with a bright smile on her face and at the same time, holding and lifting Kira'd hand with a caring gaze. Kira frowned at her and snatched her hands away from the unknown girl. She was looking at the both of them like they were crazy.

I spun toward the small dressing mirror by the wall. What I saw made my knees weaken. “What?” The word fell from my lips like a whisper. There it was. Clear as daylight. Green. My hair. My precious blue hair, the color I had known since birth, was streaked with sparkling green. Thin at first, then deeper as it spread through the strands like wildfire. The glow of it shimmered faintly under the light, unnatural, alive. “No, no, no…” My fingers clawed at it as if rubbing hard could wipe the color away. But it stayed, brighter with every touch.

My wavy waist length red hair was pulled back tight in a messy bun, revealing my sharp jawline. The golden eyes that stared back at me was a common trait in the Laurent family. Mine were golden brown, like honey infused with a hint of sunlight whilst my dad's eyes were lighter. The red hair was an exact replica of my mother's but hers was straighter. I let my shoulders sag as I sighed, closing my eyes a bit as I felt the throbbing headache from earlier. The day had just begun and I was already feeling shitty. Great.

Final Chapter: Secrets of the Wind I caught a glance of myself in the glass wall of the flower shop I was working in. My hair was really the unusual color, like an albino. But I am sure I was not one. I was not born with this hair, through growing up white strands just started to show and now my hair was nearly all white. That was the reason why I cut my long hair and always wear a hat, to hide it from speculating eyes.

She had been born into the world with a curse lurking above her head, and unlike the other times, this time she wasn't sure she'd be able to escape. She tried to keep her hood in place, but someone from behind her yanked it off, she had a feeling he had extracted some strands of her red hair as well. She knew that no one was second guessing whether it truly was her, they were all certain of it. Every feature about her was distinct, so unique that there wasn't anyone else to compare her to. It wasn't as if there were other silver eyed redheads lurking about.

asked the girl in red as I put their orders over the table. "Sort of." She stared at me, more on studying my whole existence which made me feel awkward. "That's awesome. You know, it's rare to see a unique inherent hair color. I love it." "You think so?" This is not amazing, for me, this is a curse. She grins. "Of course. Look, I have some red hair strands." My jaw dropped as she showed me the red strands. It looks natural like mine. How come? The side of her lips rose, sending chills down my spine.