Upsalala looks like I started a fanfiction western serie huh

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Washington, 1872.

"145.", the younger one hushed under his breath. "That's the one, right?" Asked boy rise his gaze to face his partner. "Not like there are other trains." The youthful man took his top-hat off, exposing the light blond locks that stuck partly to his forehead. "Quite crowded here, huh?", stated the blonds opposite, implying on the stifling air surrounding the two of them. "Sure is.", was answered by the fledgling raven's brother. Just then the surrounding people started pushing and pulling. The train stood. Some passengers left the train while others struggled to find a seating. "Luffy, ready your ticket." The raven did how he was told and took hold of the piece of paper which stuck folded in his pants-pockets. 280 seats and one of them was his. "Sabo, do you see which carriage is mine?"

A hand grabbed hold of Luffy's and before the raven knew who it was he was pulled forward and pushed against a jammed entrance. He turned around, trying to find the helping hand before he got pulled into a tight hug. The golden curls poking his face explained his previous question and he embraced his brother halfhearted. If he had to be honest, he wasn't ready to leave.

Luffy only heard Sabo's poor attempt of a farewell which was muffled by the next twenty persons trying to pass by before a conductor took the ticket out of his hand. To Luffy's pity he was seated aisle-side. It was impossible to wave at Sabo since he had no clue where the older male even was. He lifted his suitcase then, placing it into one of the open drawers before he stumbled back onto his seat by the crowd that kept pumping into him.

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Luffy was tired. Purple, nearly dark blue circles had embraced the natural skin color underneath his eyes. He looked down at his Spectators. Leaning his foot to the side, slightly, he watched the damp light reflect and move along the taupe colored metallic eyelids. He reached down to touch them. The buffed leather too tempting to resist.

Smooth. So smooth, he thought before he returned to his upright position, sliding his hands along his thighs. The light cloth of his pants was being rumpled underneath his hands by the process and he watched his movements lift the hem until it wouldn't move anymore. Luffy's trousers were cropped, showing off his white socks, and through his continuation of actions he could glimpse some tanned skin. His hands were partly sweaty. He turned his head to his right, facing the window from afar. He was placed in a sitting group. Four people facing each other. Two persons facing the front of the carriage with their backs. He was one of them. To his luck, he wasn't getting sick by that like other people would speak of.

The elder male next to him had been asleep after the first five minutes. Luffy had noticed the way his chest fell. He watched the hills. The hills which were dry, thirsty. His breath hitched for a moment as his neighbor slightly moved. Luffy decided that it would be better to return to stare at the ground after that. He didn't want to look at the women and men opposite to him.

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Luffy was shaken by the trains last attempt to hold. The door wasn't open just yet, but people already stood ready to leave. Luffy was one of the last people to leave the wagon, unprepared for the sight that was probably awaiting him. He pushed his hand through his hair, a poor try to block out the view with his arm, but he gave in eventually and looked around the moment he had left the train.

He sighed, sweet home they say? "More like new place to live in. nothing to be called a home." He swung his case over his shoulder. First steps were taken carefully but sure. Luffy walked past different kinds of crowds. Crowd type one, the family. Children skipped by while their parents talked, walked, smoked. Luffy counted. Seven elders. A smile spread on his lips as he saw the girl jump towards him, trying to avoid any grooves. Just as he was about to leave he saw her trip and fall. Luffy crouched down to face her and extended a hand. "Laces, am I right?", and she smiled just as bright as he did as a respond. Which was cut off through her guardians panicked attempt to pull her away from him. He was used to it, but that still didn't prevent it from hurting.

Luffy wasn't American, nor was he an English man. You could technically call him an "An Alien. Did he flee?" The silent whisper of a women caught his attention. He didn't want to argue, so he just continued. And with that we come to crowd type two, the silent critic. People who stood together to hear each others gossip and stay updated. He hated those kinds of people. The only thing his brother kept telling him about those people was that they didn't deserve a second look.

Luffy turned to his right to watch a wobbling man take unsure steps. Perhaps he was drunk? "Listen, mankind!", the male announced. Luffy was able to make out the little slurs in his voice. "We have gathered here together-r for only, and only one r'ason, and that is to protest! The madam in p'rple-", he called out to her. Pointed rudely. "Do you want your grandchildren to be jobless?", and the women answered, "No, of course not." The man hummed. He nodded then and rose his hands together with his voice. "Then we shall burn the intruders in our country to the ground!"

Luffy rushed past the man. Head lowered, unnoticed. Just now he exited the station and people had already killed him physically. He took the path that looked the most promising to him, as he moved forward and away from these horrible people.

Eventually he reached several shops that could help him out with the direction. Before he entered one store he looked at it's opaque window. Small panes reflected his appearance. He slid his hand once more through his hair and tugged it towards his forehead. "Success", he breathed and told himself. Luffy's red mark was covered by black locks.

It hadn't taken long until he had left the shop and was walking surely. Now that he knew where he was going. The sandy dust underneath his shoes rose into sight with every step he took.

Crossroad. Straight. Bend to right. Straight. Bend left and there he was. Different signs biding their goodbyes with him for reaching the border between Richmond, Virginia and it's neighbor city. He put his hand out, the other hand holding a steady grip on his case over his shoulder.

Soon enough a carriage pulled up. The feedstock timber was dominating the horse-drawn transportation. He swung himself onto the bed and seated himself between the load. With his bag in his lap now he leaned against the crates behind him and watched the sky redden. The impact between hoof and ground swallowed Luffy's whisper. "sweet blush."

The only thing he didn't notice was that he was moving towards sun set. Hope was awaiting.

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Luffy woke up by the suns attempt to shine through his eyelids.

It was Thursday already, they must have made it through the night. It was around six am, or so he guessed. Two to three hours must do the trick until they reached P.P.. The sky was bright blue, no clouds at all.

The roads were dry and empty. Just a couple of times did Luffy notice other travelers. And little by little did even the rare sight of voyagers disappear. He was left alone with his anxiety that was plaguing him since his arrival. Birds where the only entertainment he had on his left hours. And between whispers and silent jokes he had spoken out he had found himself arriving at his destination.

He had climbed down the carriage that stopped near the sign which informed him about his current location. "Point Pleasant." He hunched his back before he straightened again only to take an unworried step and then the second. The sign was quite small. But you couldn't expect more for such a town. Looked more "Like a village." He admitted that under his breath, quietly, just like the town itself. It didn't take long until one or two minutes of walking through a desert-like area that he had spotted some buildings close by. They were lined up. Small shops looked squeezed. Looked like they were pushed between the gaps of other buildings. "The wild west.", Luffy stated as he passed a rusty old welcome sign. Bullet holes had pierced every and each latter besides the word "Wild."

He was close enough to make out the shops names. "Micqueot." The bars name rolled over his tongue a couple of times until he spotted a tailor shop. The building looked dusty and unused the more he approached it. It also wasn't attached to other shops. It stood for its own, opposite to the chiefs office. He had set his suitcase on the ground and walked around his future stay.

Luffy guessed. There was a building further away from the town and he had furrowed his brows and narrowed his eyes only to recognize a cross on the roof. "Ah, the church." The afternoon sun was starting to burn through his pitch black hair and he wiped his forehead with his shirtsleeve. The pressure that pushed the sleeves seam against his skin left a white mark for a moment before it disappeared again. He then moved back only to analize the porch of his possession.

Luffy had swung his weight unto the first stair that led to the porch and listened to it as it creaked under his foot before he took his next step. It hadn't taken long until he had found himself throwing his waistcoat across the shop and was disconnecting the spiderwebs from the walls and furniture with his white cloth that he had kept in his pocket. Dust was rising up with Luffys every move. Not able to make out his surroundings because of the dust cloud, Luffy had breathed in particles that had caused him to cough and tear up. By the process of coughing he had missed the chair leg behind his foot and stumbled backwards, finding himself hit the ground between shop and porch. He struggled to breath properly again until a hand covered his mouth. Luffy's squeezed eyes flew open as he felt the touch.

"Shut up.", the boy had whispered that was now removing his hand from his lips only to ready a notebook and pencil . Luffy must have had missed his appearing by his poor attempts to stand up and cough. He watched the notebooks pages slightly move by the wind before he lifted his gaze to follow the boy's intense stare towards the center of the town. Just a few meters afar from his property was a male. Tall. Black. Loyal horse by his side. "Death.", the boy had informed Luffy. He didn't dare to move an inch even as the pain in his ribs had started to kill him. He grimaced as he narrowed his eyes to make out details from the man that had silenced the whole town. Details like the bandana that was covering the males mouth and nose. It had the same color as his cloak. Raven. The horse was stunningly graceful. Pure black. Reminded Luffy of leather. Gloomy leather like the males hat was made of.

Luffy soon had understood that the man was only there for money as he was waiting patiently. He knew that nobody would wait underneath the sun only to chit chat. And even if he hadn't figured it out by then he would have figured it out as the chief had handed him a bundle. Luffy was on his legs again as the man had tugged on his horses leashes ready to leave. Luffy had moved forward without noticing until the youngster had pulled him slightly back by his sleeve.

Luffy would have enough time to scrutinize him closely the next time. He needed to approach the animal step by step.

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The sun had set a hour ago and Luffy was sitting on the porch with his feet dangling down between the handrail supports. The boy from before was sitting on the handrail and was facing Luffy by lowering his gaze. "Ace, how come he has such an aggressive nickname?". "They say that he has killed the past chiefs who weren't able to pay.", the boy had answered. "Why is he not called killer then? He didn't look like he would rip anyone's head off of their shoulders.", Luffy admitted. "Death doesn't suit him.", he had lied then. "Sanji told me once that he had seen him take his gloves off and on his knuckles was written death in capital letters.", the youngster informed him. "Talking about Sanji, I need to deliver him my notes. I'll see you around!" And the boy had been off as soon as Luffy's hearing had delivered the message to his brain.

"See you, Ace." Luffy was left alone to bid goodbye with a boy who was out of reach. His thoughts were the only company he had as he listened to the music that was echoing through the night. Happy tunes made their way from the saloon to his ears until his body fell numb and had droven off to sleep with his head leaned against the handrail supporter right to him.

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He woke up by morning. Since his shop was facing the east side with it's back the sunrise wasn't as successful as before on the carriage. He gulped several times dryly until he stretched together with a close-mouthed yawn. His nostrils widened for a second as the air he had breathed in needed to exit his lungs. He looked around to maybe take in some new faces but nobody was to be found. He remembered the mysterious rider for a moment before the current date shot through his mind. It was Sunday. That must have had been the reason for why he hadn't seen anybody.

He made his way in to get his waistcoat then strolled past a bucket filled with clear water. He took a scoop of the water with his hand and let a bit of it seep through the gaps between his fingers until his hand was just slightly wet. Right enough that it would flatten his hair. He had stroken his hair with that hand lightly while he was sauntering along to the church he had seen before.

To Luffy's luck the doors were still open as he approached god's house. He had slid in unnoticed and had taken a seat at the back rows, watching the priest take his place. Luffy found himself rubbing his eyes as the pastor was finally speaking. Black curls with dark brown split ends were seesawing with every movement the priest was making. Tanned skin was making Luffy more comfortable than he would've been with other pastors.

And before he could consider it everyone had stood up ready to begin.

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