for what we can never understand
He was never an easy child, even when he was still in me. He was constantly kicking, always wanting to come out, and I always woke in the middle of the night with odd cravings. He was so eager to come into the world that I gave birth to him before my husband could even call the doctor.
He was a troublesome child once he was born. He was a blur of life and energy, always doing with his own way of seeing the world. None of us understood him, and none of us ever tried to stop him from anything. It wouldn't have worked, anyway.
I always knew there was something different about him. I just never fully understood what until now.
Ace is brilliant, but he is also unreachable. This is the first time I have seen such a soft look in his eyes. They don't see me, hand on the doorknob with the door half-open. There's moonlight shining through the crack in the curtain, and I can see Luffy tucked against Ace, whispering. Ace's touch is gentle, and there is something about this scene that pricks at me, but I don't know what it is.
All I know is that Luffy can make even Ace human.
05.06.16