If you were here

by yikes-my-sister-is-a-sanji-fan

This is a fanfic about what happens after death. The Straw Hat crews dead. And some of them have to go to hell, others to heaven. How will Zoro fell about being separated from his captain? Will they ever see each other again? Read to find out!

1. Suicide

Authers note: Um... ZoLu, ZoLu, ZoLu, ZoLu, ZoLu... What else can I say?

Disclamer: I own Heaven and Hell from this story. That means I´m God and the Devil at the same time. So therefore I have the power to say "I OWN ONE PIECE". Je, je, the power to say it, it´s not necesarily true.

IF YOU WERE HERE

Suicide

Zoro was lying in his hammock, looking at his old wounds. He sighed, they had been through so much together, how could it end like this? Luffy had just been killed by the marines, on the spot, without even having a trial.

But, even if they had gived him one, nothing would have changed. Zoro reminded himself. But, then I could at least tried to save him.

Zoro looked at the cealing. Was there a point in him living without Luffy? He thought of the promise he had made Kuina. Was there a point fufilling it without a captain to do it for? Zoro thought, Luffy was dead, Nami was dead, Ussop was dead, Robin was dead, Sanji was dead, Franky was dead... and Kuina... Everybody he cared for had died, it his presence, without him being able to help them. Why? Why did he have to be the one to survive? Why did he have to suffer like this? It wasn´t fair, they where together, wherever you go when you die, hell or whatever. He wanted to be with them. He wanted it so badly... He touched his blood-stained face. It was damp, wet with something that wasn´t blood, tears. He was crying. He had never felt so bad before...He wanted to die, he wanted it to end, to see his nakama again. To be the best swordsman in the world, he had to be alive. Or didn´t he? Pehaps, in the world after death, he could also keep his promise to Kuina? Then he made his mind up. He would take the risk. Slowly, he picked up a rope, and looked at it. Then he reminded himself, he didn´t know any knots. He smiled to himself, then he drew his katana, and put it to the right side of his neck. He shut his eyes at pulled the katana towards the left. There was a moment of sharp agony, and then his world went black.

When he opened his eyes, he was in a big room, full of people. He looked down at his body, it wasn´t transparent, his neck was still red with blood. Was he really dead? He didn´t think so, his neck still hurt. Then he saw someone, a teenage boy with black hair. His captain, Luffy.