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Summary: Years after the Mugiwara split up, a certain swordsman and captain is still wondering 'what if'. [ZoLu]

A/N: Just a short little thing I wrote. Please enjoy it. There is a second half in Luffy's POV.

Inspirational Song: 'Nobody Knows' by Kevin Sharp.



Nobody Knows

A little over two years had passed since the Mugiwara split up with their share of One Piece, going to do their own things. Zoro didn't know about the rest of his nakama, but he went back to the dojo to help his sensei with the new students. The green haired man wasn't much for children, but after sailing on a ship with people like Luffy, there are some things that just become second nature.

Luffy…

He thought about his captain every day, of every week, of every month. Luffy went back to Fuschia Village with his share of the treasure, promising to write everyone when he could. Two years later, Zoro hadn't gotten anything from his foolish best friend. He was starting to forget what the rubber teen looked and sounded like, it'd been so long since that last night on the boat.

There was a student in his class that reminded him of Luffy. The kid was his spitting image, minus the small scar under his eye and the fact that he couldn't stretch his limbs. The kid even had his best friend's determination and his large appetite. Even though Zoro didn't play favorites with his students, this mini-Luffy made him drown in the memories of being first mate to a crazy captain.

Although, there were a few, painful memories, like the night before the crew split up. He'd missed his chance to tell the smaller teen how he felt about him. He'd kicked himself for it ever since, unable to help but wonder what would've happened if he had told his captain everything.

Now he couldn't because had no idea where the hell Fuschia Village even was. He'd be lost for weeks on the sea before he even found the damn place.

Dammit, he missed Luffy and no one but him would ever know.

~Owari~