Flowers for a ghost

by PlasticPaperTree

So, this is a pretty short story i wrote about Luffy and Nami while listening to the song FLowers for a ghost by Thriving Ivory. Ummmm, please review or whatever. Pretty pretty please.

He stood in front of her grave, holding back his tears. He could hear her voice echoing through his head.

"Luffy!" Her voice calling his name, it would haunt him. He clenched the flowers in his hand.

"Who will bring me flowers when it's over? Luffy…." He would. That's what he would always say. So here he is.

"Nami, I'm here again. This time…I brought you flowers. Just like you wanted… Their mystery flowers….. I…" His voice began cracking. "Yes, they… their flowers for a ghost." He sunk to his knees onto the cold ground.

"I'm not here to say goodbye. I'll never say goodbye. I… promise... I'll become pirate king. Okay? You wanted me too… And our kids, we will be fine. So…I'll be back. Nami. I love you." Tears poured down his face as he laid the flowers on her grave. After all, he was only human. He walked away and smiled.

"Now she has her flowers." He whispered.