Hello, DarkAgeKing is here. So yeah, my first fanfiction. Hope you guys would like it. I would appreciate it if you guys would review, be it criticism (not harsh and rude) or compliments, because I would try and improve my stories. Thank you, XD
Disclaimer: The characters used does not belong to me or anything. Well, except the plot, of course.
So, onward to the story~
'Where am I?' His eyes felt heavy and his body was sore from all that running and fighting.
'Fighting, huh? Wait, where is Sabo?'Memory from before he loss conscious flooded black and he quickly sat up, but regretted it almost immediately as pain shot through his body. He collapsed back down due to the pain and groaned. 'Shit, it hurts like hell.' He then opened his eyes slowly to let it adjust to his surroundings.
First thing that came to his mind was, it was dark, completely and utterly dark that he couldn't see a thing, and that he was laying on something soft. Patting around, he realized that he was on a bed, he thought about the last time he slept on a bed and a comfortable one to boot.
'Damn, it's so comfortable. Sabo would be happy to sleep on a bed like this, because the last time they did was- Ah shit, Sabo. What the hell, how could I forget? Sabo would be mad at me.'
He chuckled as he remembered that one time-just last year, actually- he did that, Sabo was so pissed and he received a good amount of pounding, so much so that the bruise stayed for at least a week, but hey, it's not like it's his fault that that damn raccoon decided to steal his shirt and he had to get it back.
He started reminiscing that day.
~Start of Flashback~
When he told Sabo that a raccoon stole his damn shirt, Sabo just glared at him with the bullshit-and-you-know-its-a-lie face first, then recomposed his self and looked at him calmly, but it was not fooling anyone.
Sabo said, "Ace, who the hell you're trying to fool? You and I both know that is a lie.
Ace, being who he was, tried to look innocent by pulling the Luffy's weapon: the puppy dog eye of doom.
'Shit, he's batshit insane when he's like that. Ah, I should have left that damn tiger alone-but it's practically asking to be beaten and eat,' he thought. Ace retorted back and said, "But Sabo, how could you? You don't believe me, I'm your brother, for goodness sake. I really don't mean to leave you there alone, and-" But, Sabo, who was too damn used to Ace's behavior, just narrowed his eyes and cuts Ace off, glaring menacingly at Ace.
Sabo yelled at Ace, "Bullshit, I saw you eyeing that tiger with sparkles in your eyes. And, when the hell do YOU start wearing a shirt? As far as I know, YOU burned every single shirt YOU have." Ace just pouted and looked at Sabo.
Ace tried to defend him-self and replied, "But, he's huge and meaty and besides I'm hungry. You know I hate to be hungry and Thatch cooked delicious…"
He started grinning when he remembered Thatch's cooking. But stop immediately when he looked at Sabo, realization dawned on his face.
"Ah, shit. I'm busted, aren't I?"
Sabo sweat dropped and raised his eyebrows, all the while thinking, 'Ya think.'
…
Ace glanced nervously at Sabo. "Come on, I didn't mean to leave you there. You were just stuck in that tree for what, two days?"
Sabo smiled murderously before looking at Ace. He wiped off his smile and replaced it with an un-amused expression.
He snapped at Ace, "No, I was there for three days until Marco found me. No thanks to your stupidness. Your prank WAS the reason I'm stuck there in the first place." "So, Ace…" He added and smiled again, this time, menacingly at Ace, "any last word?"
After processing what Sabo said, Ace angrily replied, "Oh, hey. Who are you calling stupid?" He tried to glare at Sabo, before his mind finally processed what Sabo said, the: "Ace, any last word" sentence and fidgeted when he saw Sabo dark look.
He rubs the back of his neck nervously, and started backing away from Sabo. 'Squeak, I'm dead, help!' Ace stammered out, "Ah, hehe…..S-Sorry, you know I don't mean it, right?"
Ace smiled sheepishly at him, but all he got for a reply was the No-shit-huh-face from Sabo. So, he did what did best when his brother was like that: He ran as quickly as he could. But like always, he failed and was punished severely by his beloved bother.
Ace glared at Sabo before shouted out, "Ow, it hurt. Damn it, Sabo."
If Sabo had been a lesser man, he would probably cowered in fear, but Sabo is by no standard was weak. He was strong, maybe not as strong as Ace was, but still, he was strong.
Sabo just shrugged it off and said, "You deserved it, you idiotic bastard. Beside, you should be mad at Thatch because he's the one who sold you out when I asked him. He told me that you laugh at me when I was stuck in that tree and just left ME and hunt for that stupid tiger of yours. Oh yeah, he said that you just ate all the meat without a care in the world while saying that I will be fine."
Ace growled and shouted loudly, "THATCH, WHERE ARE YOU? I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS."
Thatch heard Ace and wanted to hide, but Mr. Pineapple, being his awesome self, yelled at Ace that Thatch was indeed nearby and was going to hide. He smirked at Thatch when he saw Thatch's look, the What-the-Fuck-man and the You-are-so-going-to-pay face. And that You-are-so-going-to-pay look turn into Shit-I-Hate-You look, when Mr. Pineapple with his smug look, snorted out, "You better run, little brother dear. The demon is coming for your head."
Thatch ran while flashing the I-Am-so-Not-Amuse look at Mr. Pineapple. Marco aka 'Mr. Pineapple' just grinned, while thinking, 'Payback is sweet.'
Ace grumbled after the long Chase-and-Burn game around the building with Thatch. He was tired, not happy and his body felt ache due to the pounding he received earlier from Sabo.
Everything got better eventually, that was, until dinner time.
Ace just had to open his stupid mouth and fought with Sabo in the dining room where at first it was just snarky remarks and petty argument until well, it got serious and Sabo said the magic word: Luffy. Sabo snarled at Ace that it was Ace fault that Luffy died and that Ace didn't took care of Luffy properly and that-well everything was Ace fault.
Sabo stopped what he was saying when it grew quiet. Upon realizing his mistake, his eyes widen into the size of a dinner plate and wanted to apologize, but it was too late. The words were seared in Ace mind and thought, 'His Fault, yes, it was truly his fault and because of him, Luffy-no stop, Stop.'
He needed to get out of there, he felt suffocated. The voices calling out to him were tuned out. He just ran and ran out of the building they were in.
Without realizing it, he ran all the way to that place-his grave-his knees gave in and he looked up. He blinked once, twice, again and again. He knelt there in the dark-God knows how long-looking at the grave stone bath in the moonlight in front of him.
It was very well kept and the grave stone it-self was quite fancy; it was crafted with an image of a ship sailing past the ocean on the surface and ancient word were engraved on it as well. It was easily the biggest and was colorful-since it was requested that way.
His fingers trailed after the cold smooth stony surface of the grave stone, and touched the letters adorned the stone-Rest in Peace, Monkey D. Luffy (May 5th 1997-May 5th 2014). Loved and always in heart, soul and mind.
He never realized that tears were falling down his cheek, until he touched his face. 'Huh? What? My cheek's wet?'
He closed his eyes and chuckled dryly. He brokenly whispered, "Oh…Haha…. I'm crying…Funny…I-I never cried, never since that day- five years, three months, four weeks and one day- Luffy died."
Overwhelmed with emotions, he let out a strangled sob, and broke down. After all that years of numbness and strained emotions, he let loose everything, his bitterness, his angry, his grief, his pain and most importantly his cries of love for Him.
His unrequited love that nobody knows of, and his regret of unable to tell Luffy that he- Portgas D. Ace- loved him since that day Luffy broke his wall when Ace wanted Luffy to just leave him alone.
He wailed out sorrowfully, knowing that he would never see him, Luffy again. He pounded the ground harshly until his knuckle turned red coated with blood and kept chanting: "It's my fault".
It was his damn fucking fault, if he didn't leave him that day- BAM.
End of Flashback
A loud slamming noise from who knows where broke Ace out of his stupor. Ace yelped in surprise and tried looking around to locate the source of that noise. But to he's dismay it was too dark to make anything out let alone search for something.
Seriously, who the hell would make a room (he didn't know where he was so he just called it a room) as dark as this, it was too stupid in his opinion because well let's faced it someone could get injured because of this.
Feeling stunned from earlier and somewhat angry, he tried to sit up, but slower this time. Because he was not going to repeat the pain he felt when he did that, thank you very much.
After successfully sitting up, he gripped the side of the bed and tried standing, however his effort was washed down the drain as he sat pitifully back down almost immediately causing the bed to racket in protest at the sudden weight.
He tried again but, like the first time, his legs gave in immediately and he sunk back down on the bed. He tried again for the third time and managed to stand up a bit but it was all in vain because he only ended up gritting his teeth and clutching his hand until his knuckle turned white as the pain was too unbearable.
He sat back down the bed again and cursed. He hated the feeling of being unable to stand. It made him felt weak and pitiful. 'Damn it. I freaking hate this feeling. Why the hell I can't stand?'
He was the second commander for a reason, God-damn-it- His thoughts were cut short however, because the slamming noise was back and this time, it was much, much closer than before.
He glared at the door (actually he didn't really know where was the door, it was just a guess mainly) and cussed him-self and the world for his carelessness and the pitiful state he's in. He was too deep in thought that he didn't realized, that he could be in danger.
He mumbled to him-self, "Shit, shit, shit. Marco and the rest would kill me if they knew I got myself too distracted down the memory lane. I don't even know where the freaking hell I am."
Then, gears turning in his mind, stupid illogical questions-that only someone like Ace could cooked up-began racing through his mind as he cuss him-self again. 'What if I ended up in a mentally-ill psychotic murderer's house who liked to dissect handsome fit and strong young man like myself? What if I in a lunatic's house full of corpses and organs, and the owner want to add mine into his collections? What if I'm in a vampire's lair where they are waiting for nighttime to come so that they could suck me dry? What if-NO. I'm too young and handsome to die.'
But, then Ace suddenly chuckled and thought to him-self, 'Damn, I mix with Thatch too much, he's influencing my thinking. I'm starting to think like him.'
He smirked evilly and then gleefully added to him-self, 'If they touch me, I'm gonna torch them.' He felt at ease once again, knowing that someone would get burned and that someone is not him.
Before Ace could do anything, the door slammed opened and someone walked in.
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TO BE CONTINUE….
Thank you very much for reading this story of mine.