It's All About (the) Corazon
Summary: Corazon Week is here! So…yeah! Seven little one-shots about our favorite klutz. Enjoy.
A/N: So, seeing as there's a week dedicated to our beloved Cora-san, I couldn't just sit around and do nothing. So here we go! :D
Day One: Donquixote Family (with either or both parents.)
Warnings: blood, mentions of character death, spoilers for anime watchers.
Rocinante clutched his father's tattered shirt with all the strength he could muster, trying his hardest to hold down the sobs that threatened to escape him. He felt Homing pull him close, resting one hand on Rocinante's head; a calming gesture the man always used when his youngest son was upset. It only made the child want to cry more.
"I'll return to Mariejois…with your head!"
The words sent a shiver down Rocinante's spine, and his eyes widened when reality came crashing down on him that his father was about to die by Doflamingo's hands. His father who had been so kind and caring, who had did his absolute best to try and keep his family safe and make sure they always had some food to eat when they left the Holy Lands. Couldn't Doflamingo see that? See that the man he was about to kill, their father, was a nice man?
"Stop, brother!" He cried out, burying his face in his father's chest. "Stop! Please…!" His pleas went unanswered though, and he heard the sound of the pistol being cocked. His breath hitched and his throat constricted. Homing pulled Rocinante closer in what he knew would be his last hug.
"Doflamingo… Rocinante…" The youngest child stilled. "I'm sorry for being such a terrible father." Rocinante pulled his head out of his father's chest, looking up to the see the man crying with a smile on his face. He opened his mouth, to tell him that he wasn't a terrible father.
Homing had been the kindest person Rocinante had ever known. He always put his family first. Always calmed Rocinante when he was scared. Always praised Doflamingo for sticking up for his brother. Always made sure there a smile on his wife's face. It wasn't fair he had to die. It wasn't fair at all.
But before Rocinante could even utter one sound, the pistol went off, and warm blood spattered onto the child's face as the bullet tore through his father's skull with ease. The arms that had always held him during the darkest time of his life slipped away, leaving him feeling colder than he'd ever felt before. Something within him broke, shattered upon seeing his father's lifeless corpse falling to the ground. His sky-blue eyes widened, and he was unable to look away from bloody scene.
His father was dead.
And it was Doflamingo who had killed him.
"Rocinante, would you like some ice cream?"
"You're such a clumsy child. Come, let me clean your wound."
"Remember this Rocinante, the world can be a cruel place. However, that does not mean you should be cruel back to it. Live with a smile on your face and do good deeds. Only then can you have a truly happy life."
"I love you."
The first sob tore from him, and his body began trembling. "F-Father…?" He reached up, his fingertips ghosting over his own face, and pulled his hand back. Blood. His father's blood. His father was dead. He watched Doflamingo lower the pistol, his face stone cold expressionless, before pulling out a knife.
"I'll return to Mariejois…with your head!"
Doffy was going to remove Father's head.
For the first time in his life, Rocinante feared his own flesh and blood.
He reached out and grabbed his father's hand tightly as another sob tore from him, then another. He felt his mind go blank, and he tilted his head back as he felt his heart break once more. He lost his mother, he lost his father, and now he just lost his own brother. He felt so overwhelmed, his head felt like it was going to explode from all the grief and pain he felt. He wanted his father to hold him again, to tell him everything would be okay.
His father died thinking he was a terrible parent all because Rocinante hadn't spoken quick enough.
Rocinante screamed.
He wanted his father.
But all he had was a corpse.
A/N: What a depressing first chapter…! Oh well. The next one will be a little lighter though. Don't worry. :D But seriously, Doffy could have, like, at least asked Rocinante to step away from their father before he shot him. Rocinante was right in front of Homing, meaning he would have been spattered with his own father's blood when the man was shot. Which is seriously traumatizing. Poor Roci...!
Your shy ice elemental,
~»roo the psycho«
