Disclaimer - I don't own one piece (or Bleak House, for that matter.)
This was originally my GCSE original writing coursework, based on Bleak House, but I decided to change it to Zoro's point of view. Sorry if he seems out of character, he was supposed to be Alan Woodcourt.
I Love You
Roronoa Zoro Point of View
Looking down on this infant.
This child.
This babe.
This boy.
This son.
My son.
He slept. So peacefully. I watched his chest move, slowly. In and out, in and out, a never ending rhythm, like a song.
I listened to his heart. It was beating softly, as if nothing in the world could destroy its peace.
He looked so vulnerable, just lying there. So small.
A thought went through my mind;
This is a person.
A person. A real human being, with thoughts and feelings. With a soul. A person I'm responsible for. If I don't take care of this baby, no one will. He was my responsibility.
Would I be a good father?
Panic ran through my mind.
What if something happened to him?
How could I live with myself if he was hurt?
The pain of imagining him ill gnawed away at me, it was unbearable. The clouds seemed to darken, the sun shone less brightly. It was as if the heavens knew of my feelings, and were changing the weather to mock me.
The child in my arms moved, breaking my line of thought.
I stared down at him.
And as I stared, I realised something. I loved this boy, more than life itself. The passion I felt for him was overwhelming. It was indescribable. However much I told him how precious he was to me, it wouldn't be enough. I'd have to repeat those words over and over again for eternity, for it to come anywhere close to what I was feeling.
Those words are so simple, and yet have so much meaning.
I love you.
Three simple words.
That's all I felt.
Love.
What do you think? Only nice comments please, but constructive critisism is welcome - after all, this is going towards my GCSE!