The Good Father of Germa

Where Judge became the loving husband and father and Sora was the one who was the one who wanted perfect children. Where Ichiji, Niji and Yonji were like Reiju; and only Sanji was genetically modified.

C1: Trial 0

In another life where there was love in the King of Germa's marriage, he would never want his wife to suffer. In another life where there was love in the Royal Family of Germa 66, he would never come to see his children as mere warriors and soldiers. In another life, Judge would have been the perfect king, husband, father and warrior, while Sora would have been the genius scientist and worrying mother.

When their first daughter was born, Judge was filled with immense joy and love. From her laugh to her smile, and her silken blonde hair he wonders if she inherited from her mother or from him, she was already perfect in his eyes. Reiju was an angel. He tells Sora. He gushes as he holds her in his large hands. He was very tempted, to change the name his wife had prepared and call her Angela instead, but Judge love his wife, and the name oddly suiting their daughter. Reiju Vinsmoke. The name was chilling, quite like her daughter's smile which she took from her mother.

Sora smiles back at him and Reiju, her smile never reaches her eyes, even when she was still little and she would watch her father work in his study and his laboratory. Even her own father once said that her smile looked barely that. He confessed it unnerved him, but Judge accepted her little smile, and that was one good reason why she loved him in a way she could never love another.

Yet this time, her smile doesn't feel like a true smile, even to her heart. This day, she was merely lifting the muscles at the corners of her lips. For when she looks at her daughter she sees life, imperfect and weak. She worries. She is frightened of what the world could do to such a little thing. Of what the world could do to Germa with her as the princess.

Sora may have gone behind her husband's back. She may have mutated Reiju to be stronger than most, with an exoskeleton to protect her, faster healing abilities, and a suiting power to her DNA which would develop in time. She may have developed a few tests and training regimes, ready for when Reiju could talk and walk. A training to make her a warrior princess of Germa. With all these slight enhancements, showing that it was, in fact, possible and feasible, she wasn't yet satisfied. It was one girl against the world. One girl against the kingdoms of North Blue and the Grand Line which she and her husband dreams to someday reclaim under the Germa 66 territories. From the pits of her stomach, she felt fear for her daughter's future.

"She is beautiful." Sora follows. "I want a boy next."

Judge was stuck between doing a double take and smiling in glee. "Whatever you say my queen."

"So will you give me your sperm?" She pouts, hand extending already, reaching for his crotch. Judge stops her before she could. Stalling her from doing something so indecent in front of so many prying eyes.

"Ah- only when you've recovered enough to work," Judge says. "Only then I promise to give you my sperm. On the condition that your ovulation period is settled into a schedule and the scientists give the go signal after the hysteroscopy, ultrasound, APE and…" If it isn't obvious, Reiju was not conceived in the normal way.

Judge and Sora had tried everything. They tried going at it like rabbits for half a year before they realize this was ineffective, and for whatever reason, they simply would not be making any children this way. Sora took matters into her own hands. She had taken Judge's sperm and conducted in-vitro fertilization and implanted the eggs into her uterus. It was perfect! He didn't even realize the slight enhancements she had done while at the incubation phase.

Then he adds. "And no, you can't genetically enhance them further than Reiju's enhancement."

Sora blinks. Then she blinks again. "You knew?"

"Of course I knew. I'm the King of Germa. I only let you do the enhancement on Reiju because the scientists said it was only minor body enhancements." With one arm, he cradles Reiju, setting her right to make sure her head is positioned right. With the other hand, she reaches for Sora's. She flinches at his touch but does not move away.

"Sora, I know you are scared." He rubs his thumb over the back of her hand, soothing her a bit before he speaks again. "You never want to see your children get hurt and bleed as other children do. You don't want to see them fail, and you never want to see them cry." He looks her in the eyes, she only avoids his. "I do too. I never want to see them suffer, like any parent who loves their children." This time, Sora looks at him, shy and apprehensive. She knew what she did wrong, but why can't he just say it? They entered this marriage together, yet she excluded him from this decision on Reiju's life and future.

"Sora, I'm not blaming you for anything. I would never blame you for what you want for our kid's futures. They're yours as well, and I know you would never harm them." He lifts her hand and gives it a gentle peck, "but I would also want you to be honest with me. That's all I ask of you, Sora. To be faithful and honest, to show that you love me with just those two things would mean the world and everything in it."

Sora cries. She was so lucky to have this man. "I promise." She wipes her tears away. "I'll be honest. I will never lie to you, my love." Sora meant to keep that promise. And she will keep it until she dies.

Author's Notes:

A new Fanfic! (Well, I'm getting braver in my opinion.)…

Now I know what you were all thinking. Wutz up with the Nazi title?

(To those who don't understand, translate the title to German.)

Well, its not really Nazi, it just suits Germa 66 so much.

We all know that Sanji is from France,,, but tell me this. Who are the Franks? (Hetalia fans help me out here.)

Now tell me this, Holy Roman Empire, where is that and what is the territorial scope of them now in the modern world map?

I rest my case. (Which I do not have. I just really really wanted to say that.)

Basically, all I'm saying is Oda pointed out that Sanji could be from France, but if you look at that messed-up history and compare that to Germa(n) history, you would notice they overlap in the territory. So basically Europe is a mess and Oda was inspired, and that inspired me and now I will sleep. Good night! Gute nacht Bonne nuit! And Thankyou for reading! :D