Hi everyone,
this story was first posted by me on AO3 on 31/03/16.
So this story is another yandere!Sabo story and I decided to take psycho big bro Sabo to the next level.
Sabo is definitely not a saint. Especially not if it comes to Luffy.
Enjoy!
I don't own One Piece nor any of the characters.
A happy smile turns his numb lips upward as he sees the colourful ship of his little brother appear against the dark, near black horizon. The Thousand Sunny is almost worryingly easy to spot on the endless blue of the Grand Line, and if his brother and his friends were worse fighters than they are, he'd be worried sick. But Luffy and his crazy group of nakama have proven plenty that they are able to handle the New World – and so he sees the Sunny and his heart flutters in happiness.
"C'mon birdy, we're almost there," he whispers to the gigantic barn swallow he currently sits on. The bird is much, much bigger than its species usually becomes, and far easier to train. It's one of those weird perks of living in Baltigo – the animals there are growing larger than in most other parts of the world, but the good thing is that they can use the birds for transport, which is way faster and far less obvious than travelling on a ship.
He grips the hard feathers a little firmer or rather he tries to, but he can't feel his hands anymore. He doesn't have his gloves with him and his fingers look unhealthily waxen and pale.
The swallow chirps good-naturedly and the Sunny draws closer and closer, peacefully anchoring near the beach of a small, seemingly uninhabited island. He can already see the big figurehead, a lion head, a suitable choice for the ship of the future pirate king.
It's still night time; the sunrise is about an hour away and he guesses that the crew is still deep in slumber… he can't blame them, he's close to falling asleep himself and the thought of them being dry and warm in their beds sparks a pang of jealousy. The wind up here is strong, clammy and cold, smelling like rain and he can feel the little drops of moisture seep through his clothes, covering his skin with an icy cold layer of dampness. He fights hard to keep his teeth from chattering.
They've been flying the entire day and night, and even Sabo can get tired, his limbs feel heavy and his eyes threaten to fall close.
But the prospect of seeing Luffy soon keeps him awake and alert, he hasn't seen him for a while, and he can't wait to hear his voice again and to see his whole face light up because he sees him, and Sabo knows he's the only one who can make him smile like that, of course, it's only natural, he's Luffy's brother, and Luffy loves him, right?
He's the only one Luffy loves like that, isn't he?
And he loves Luffy so much, his dear baby brother, he's his most favourite person in the world, the only treasure he will ever need…
Ever want…and ever keep.
He circles in the air above the Sunny a few times, a little insecure if he can just land like that. He doesn't want to cause any chaos and he definitely doesn't want to wake the whole bunch up. He's still considering when he spots some hasty movement in the crow's nest and then he sees Zoro climbing down the ladder…only sloppily clad.
Sabo smirks.
Interesting… He can figure what the swordsman has been doing while on watch, yeah, Sabo is sure he's quite close with his idea…
Zoro looks up at him and gives him a thumbs up, and even from this high, Sabo can see the sour expression on his weirdly flushed face…as if he'd been interrupted doing something…
Or someone…
Sabo wastes no time and orders the swallow to land on the emerald green lawn of the main deck.
With stiff limbs and movements similar to those of a straw man, not a human, he jumps from the bird's back, nodding at the approaching swordsman. He grimaces as his back cracks ominously. Argh, that didn't sound healthy…at all… He thankfully pats the swallow's head, before he turns his attention to the green-haired man.
"Good morning," Sabo says, massaging his stiff neck, and he smiles at the swordsman.
"Hey, Sabo. What brings you here, you alright?"
"Ah, yeah, well, to be honest I was a little worried. I've heard some nasty rumours about you guys, especially, Luffy, and for some reason the telesnail wouldn't connect, so I decided on a short note I might want to pay you guys a visit," Sabo explains with a polite smile, twisting the entire story a bit, but still remaining within an arm's length from the truth.
Zoro rubs the back of his head, suddenly looking a little embarrassed – how rare for a man as composed and calm as him. "Yeah, uhm, about the telesnail, I believe that was the shitty cook's and my fault… We got into a fight and we knocked the thing down."
Sabo blinks. And then he smiles even wider: "Fight, hm? Between you and Sanji?"
Zoro nods. "Yeah, sorry about that."
"That's ok. The only thing that's important is that the crew is alright."
"Yeah, well, I guess Luffy is still asleep, but you can go see him, anyways. You know where the sleeping quarters are?"
"Yes."
"Ok."
"Oh, and Zoro?"
"Hm?"
"Next time you and Sanji have a fight, please make sure to do it somewhere where nothing breaks."
Zoro stares at him for a moment, before he rolls his eyes, his cheeks turning reddish. "So you know?"
And Sabo laughs in a low voice and nods. It's funny, because the obvious attraction, although disguised in constant bickering and bantering, between the grumpy swordsman and the overly perfectionistic cook is obvious, almost ridiculously obvious, to everyone else except Luffy.
But then again, it's Luffy, right, he wouldn't even notice sexual tension if it would be dancing stark naked in front of him…
One of the reasons to love his brother even more.
"Sabo…I wish for it to remain a secret, alright?"
And Sabo graciously angles his head to the side: "Of course. It's none of my business."
"Thank you."
"Oh, but I'm happy for you, just so you know," Sabo adds and Zoro's blush gets even darker as he looks away and then he grunts and jerks his head toward the upper deck.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, go be with your brother now."
"Fufufu, thanks…and say hi to Sanji from me, yes? He's in your crow's nest, isn't he? Recovering from the third round?"
"Sabo, you've been here five minutes and you're already as bloody annoying as your brother."
That makes Sabo genuinely laugh and he pats Zoro's strong shoulder. "I take that as a compliment. See ya later."
He finds his way to the room where the boys sleep in tiny bunk beds; he finds these things hardly comfortable for his personal taste. One might call him spoiled, but he needs space, because he tends to sleep like a jumping jack, his arms and legs spread wide, usually across the entire width of his mattress. If he'd have to choose between such a bunk bed and the floor, he'd prefer the floor, where he could at least move around freely.
He looks around and is surprised that he can't spot Chopper, the cute reindeer and doctor of the crew. He can't blame him, though; he probably sleeps in the peace of his own company in his lab. But Sabo can see Brook, soundlessly sleeping like the dead (sorry, pun intended) in the bunk bed above Usopp's.
As expected, Sanji and Zoro are missing, and so does, much to his surprise, Franky, the shipwright. Maybe he sleeps somewhere else? He's a big guy…so maybe somewhere where he has enough space for his cyborg body? Probably…
But where is Luffy…?
He looks around, checking the empty mattresses and then…finally… there he is…
A smile plays around his lips as he crouches down next to Luffy's bunk. The boy is still fast asleep with his dark hair falling gently into his eyes. He's lying on his side, the blanket wrapped around him and reaching up to his chin, and he looks so innocent…so vulnerable… Sabo's heart clenches and he feels such a strong pull in his chest…to just scoop him up and hug him tightly and protect him forever…it takes all self-control not to, to let him sleep in peace.
Oh how strong the longing is…to keep him by his side forever…to not let him out of his eyesight…
To keep him to himself…
He looks so young…and beautiful…and perfect, in every way and Sabo's chest swells with pride. This is his brother, his own…his favourite person in the whole world…
Luffy's breathing is deep and steady, he's still fast asleep and Sabo, after a moment, just sits down to watch him a bit. To take in this wonderful view and to memorise it, memorise it like the back of his hand. He's had to wait so many years to see him like this again…so he should savour it…
At some point, as he hears steps outside, probably Sanji on his way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, Sabo decides to wake up Luffy.
How beautiful a thought, that he will be the first thing Luffy sees when he wakes up…and the first to make him smile today… He smiles and then he gently shakes Luffy's shoulder.
"Wake up, Luffy," he whispers softly and he sees how Luffy crunches his nose adorably, before he starts mumbling incomprehensible words and one hand flies up to rub his eyes.
"Wake up, Luffy, you got a visitor," Sabo says with a grin and Luffy's voice, still heavy from sleep, asks raspily:
"V-visit?...Hmm, who…?"
"Hmmm, open your eyes..?"
And Luffy's eyelids flutter, fighting hard against the slumber, and then his dark, gorgeous eyes open slightly, focusing on him.
Sabo smiles as he sees how the eyes grow wider and wider and suddenly Luffy sits up, so fast he hits his head and he blinks rapidly, staring at him with his mouth open.
"Good morning," Sabo smiles.
"SABO!" and his voice is so loud Usopp starts yelling in shock and he falls out of his bunk bed and Brook, startled, starts yodelling and suddenly, with Luffy awake, in an instant everyone's awake and this is seriously so chaotic and funny and noisy and perfect, Sabo can't help but laugh as Luffy jumps right into his arms to rope his rubber arms around his whole torso. With him awake, suddenly it's so much louder and livelier, it's amazing!
"Sabo! What are you doing here, since when are you here!? It's so good to see you!" Luffy yells into his ear, hugging him so tightly he thinks his ribs might crack.
Well, it would be worth it.
"Hey Luffy," he chuckles, looking into Luffy's happily flushed face, and the last traces of sleepiness are washed away. "I'm just here for a quick visit, I'll tell you everything later. How are you?"
"I'm great! See, we got to this island yesterday and I wanna explore it a bit before we leave again, because we haven't been looking for a proper treasure in ages, so I want to go and look for one!" Luffy explains happily.
"That sounds good."
"Ah, Sabo! What are you doing here?" another voice joins the conversation, and Usopp waves at him while yawning.
"It's a pleasant surprise," Brook, the musician, adds.
"I just got here. I'm sorry I caused you guys to wake up," he apologises politely and Usopp quickly brushes it aside.
"Nah, it's alright, good to see you, Sabo."
And suddenly the door flies open and crashes against the wall with a loud thud and Sanji stands there, well dressed as always.
"Oi, if everyone's awake, you might as well help set the table!" he says energetically, before turning his gaze to Sabo.
"Morning, Sabo."
"Good morning, Sanji."
And from the slight blush that creeps into the chef's pale cheeks, Sabo knows that Zoro has told him about the earlier conversation.
"Sanji, what's for breakfast?!" Luffy cries and Sabo can hear his brother's stomach growl. He snorts in amusement.
"Come help and you'll find out!"
With that, Sanji leaves, and his steps are weirdly light…just like someone's who's had a good fucking the previous night.
Luffy is still sitting comfortably in his lap, appearing to not want to move so soon. Sabo is actually ok with that, but…
"So? Wanna go help Sanji?" Sabo asks Luffy and Luffy shakes his head happily.
Lazy bone, as usual.
"Naaaah, I want to be with Sabo!"
"Alright, but what if I go and help Sanji?" he asks playfully and he loves the pout that appears on Luffy's handsome face.
"Then Sabo would be a total bore."
"That's not nice. I'm your guest, so I will help," he says and gently urges him to stand on his own feet, so he can stand up.
"You're my brother, so relax," Luffy laughs, but Sabo shakes his head with a smile.
"Nah, I'll help."
"Sabooo!"
"Pfff, Luffy, you're so lazy," Usopp snickers, pulling a hoodie over his head.
"You're not helping, either!"
"Sabo, I'll come with you," Brook says.
"Alright. See you at breakfast, then," Sabo says with a wink and he leaves Luffy pouting and sitting on the ground.
"So, why exactly are you here?" Luffy asks Sabo later, as he sits yawning at the now empty kitchen table. He's actually about to sleep a bit, he's been awake for almost two days now… Luffy hands him another mug full of steaming coffee and then the captain sits down next to him on the bench, looking at him intently. But there is still the hint of a smile on his face.
"I mean, I'm so happy that you are! But it's weird, you know what I mean? Are you ok?" Luffy asks and rest his chin in his palm.
Sabo smiles at his brother's concern. "I'm ok, promise. No, it's basically because I heard some rather nasty rumours…and I wanted to make sure they weren't true."
"What kind of rumours?"
"…I'm not sure I should tell you, Luffy…"
"Oh, c'mon! I'm not a kid anymore," Luffy says with a pout, completely undermining his words and Sabo needs to bite back his laughter.
"I know, but still, this might actually bother you if you knew, so I won't tell."
"But-"
"How about you let me sleep for a while? And then we can talk?" Sabo asks, stifling a deep yawn. A few minutes more and he'll just sleep here, with the head on the table, and wake up again hours later with a stiff neck and a gruesome mood.
He'd like to avoid that, if he can help it.
Luffy rubs his nose, before he shrugs: "Yeah, sure, where you wanna sleep?"
"Wherever there is a pillow and a blanket."
"Alright, come with me!"
And suddenly, Luffy jumps up, grabbing his hand to pull him to his feet. Sabo blinks in surprise at the sudden outburst of movement. He's too tired for that…
"Where are we going?" he yawns again as he follows the shorter man out of the kitchen. Luffy's hand is hot against his, and his fingers wrapped tightly around his own.
Sabo likes that.
"I know a place where you can sleep!"
"Great," he mumbles sleepily.
"Oh, and Sanji asked if we should feed your bird?"
Sabo facepalms. Shit, he totally forgot about the swallow… "Ah, yes please, she eats corn and vegetables."
"And can we fly on her, too?"
"Sure, whatever you want," Sabo yawns and then Luffy pushes a door open and they find themselves in the Sunny's library.
Sabo sighs as he breathes in the distinct smell of books and parchment, and Luffy drags him forward, only to shove him down onto the fluffy carpet.
Sabo places his hat next to him and then frees himself off his coat, boots and scarf. He can hear his brother rummaging in one of the commodes next to the door and when Sabo is about to ask what he is doing, he is hit in the face with a fluffy pillow with flower design. Then a blanket lands in his lap.
"Oops, sorry," Luffy laughs and flops down in front of him.
"Thanks."
"But…Sabo… Is that blood…!?"
Sabo blinks and looks down at himself. Oh shit, he forgot… There are still large dried blood spots on the front of his shirt and vest; he completely forgot to change his clothes before flying all the way to the Sunny. He passes his brother a radiant smile: "Don't worry, it's not mine."
"But…?!"
"No worries, everything's alright, I promise."
Luffy doesn't look convinced, but Sabo is too tired to be dealing with that now. He just shrugs the shirt off and leans back into the pillow, pulling the blanket over his now bare upper body. Silently ending the conversation for now.
"Please wake me up if I'm still sleeping in the evening," he mumbles and Luffy scoots closer.
"Sabo?"
"Hm?"
"Are you really ok?"
"Of course I am."
And he smiles at Luffy's concerned face. It's so sweet that he is worried for him, but it's completely unnecessary. Worrying is Sabo's job, he's the big brother, right?
"If I wasn't ok, I wouldn't have done this long-ass flight across the Grand Line to see you. And now be good and let me sleep a bit, ok?"
"Ok..."
And Sabo closes his eyes and a few heartbeats later, he's gone.
A day prior
"Sabo-kun, where are you going?" Koala asks him with raised brows. She still sits in the shadow of a mangrove, her feet dangling from the thick root.
"Just strolling around, I'm tired of waiting," he yawns and stretches his arms over his head. It cracks in his back, the result of too many hours waiting for the particular informant. He hopes the information they'll get is useful – it better be, otherwise Sabo will be pissed off… and Koala will be pissed off, too, and both of them in a bad mood is a baaaad combination and a serious danger for every person in the vicinity of at least five miles.
"But what if he gets here?"
"Then just ring me, Koala."
She pouts and Sabo grins at her playfully. "I'll stay on Grove 1, no worries."
They're on Sabaody Archipelago and actually, they've been ordered to meet with an informant, a revolutionary spy who works in the Marine basis Mariejois. But until now, the informant hasn't showed up and Sabo is tired of waiting. The journey to Sabaody was long and he just wants to relax a bit, before dealing with tiring politics again.
Sabo digs his hands into his pockets as he wanders over Grove 1. The Grove belongs to the outlaw groves, where there's nearly no Marine presence at all, and most people he meets here are pirates, thugs, criminals, in fact all those types of people who have a special hatred toward the World Government and the Marines. They've actually recruited quite a number of people from here already.
He strolls down the street, fully aware of the suspicious looks in his back, but he doesn't bother halting. There's no one on this Grove that could be a serious threat to him – he isn't the number 2 of the Revolutionary Army for nothing.
The street is lined with dodgy-looking pubs and inns, he can even see a weapon shop and (seriously?) a shop for tombstones. It's a grotesque mix, and he would laugh about it, if it wasn't for the slaves being offered and sold in the big auction house he can see through the mangroves. It's been rebuild, after Luffy and his friends demolished the thing two years ago.
To be honest, Sabo has never been prouder of his brother than when he heard about the fantastic news. It's just...so like him.
He's about to walk into one of the weapon shops when a huge bulletin board at the side of the shop door catches his attention. A number of Wanted posters are hanging there, he immediately recognises his brother's, yeah, he would recognise that smile anywhere…
And his chest swells with pride when he sees the black ink, stating his brother's head is worth 500,000,00 berries.
Not that anyone would ever have the chance to collect his bounty, his little brother is way too stro-
And suddenly, another poster, further to the left, makes his eyes grow wide, so wide he believes they might actually jump out of his head in shock.
"Oh my…god…"
And he rips the poster from the bulletin, who the fuck, who dares to advertise such a disgusting thing, he will kill them…
It's a poster, advertising the latest attraction in a close-by "high-class" brothel – it says you can fuck "the rubber captain" Monkey D. Luffy, for only 2000 Berries per hour, bareback and with as many friends as you like.
Sabo's whole body is shaking with rage and disgust, he's suddenly feeling nauseous to the core, ready to throw up. Who dares abusing his little brother's reputation like that, who dares to even use his name for such a disgusting, dehumanising thing…
But it can't be…there's no chance it's actually…Luffy…?
And fear, cold, heavy fear settles in his chest as he stares at the address again. He needs to go and see for himself, he needs to make sure it's not him, he needs…
He needs to burn that brothel down…and everyone in it… Needs to make them suffer… Till they beg him to be allowed to die…
He clenches the poster in his hand, looking down the road; it should be close-by, close to the auction house... He startles when the telesnail in his pocket starts ringing and with an annoyed snort, he pulls the thing out.
"Sabo-kun, where are you?!" Koala asks him.
"Sorry, I got something to do…"
"But the dude is here!"
"Handle it on your own, alright?"
"What?! You're the chief of staff, for heaven's sake!"
"And you're a grown woman; you can handle it, right?"
"Idiot Sabo!"
"See ya in a bit."
He doesn't run, but his steps are much longer than usual and a lot more hurried, his heels dig angrily into the soft earth and dirt they call street and his eyes dart from one dodgy house to the other, trying to make out which one is supposed to be this goddamn brothel…
"Fuck this…," he mutters under his breath, his knuckles cracking from being clenched to fists, fists that are more than ready to be slammed into somebody's face.
He'll find whoever made this sick poster that advertises having sex with his brother. He will find these assholes and he will tear them apart, limb after limb…
And then he can see it, and his stomach twists at the hideous sight. There's a rubber doll hanging right above the entrance. Naked, with a scar drawn beneath its empty, artificial eye, and a tousled straw hat sewed on its head. A large X is drawn on its chest.
It's just a doll, a cheap one at that – but it's obvious, so goddamn obvious it might as well be a slap in his face, because everyone who sees it will recognise instantly who it's supposed to be. And he can only imagine the dirty lust in their eyes and he turns away, spitting out bile acid.
Sabo is shaking with rage, and small flames start licking over his skin, over his shoulders, he can hardly control himself anymore, this is too much, these motherfuckers have gone too far.
And they will pay for it.
He marches into the store and closes the wooden door behind him. The air is wet and stuffy, heavy with the scent of chokingly sweet incense, the stink of sex and sweat and strong musk.
It's disgusting, he can practically feel how the air sticks to his clothes, to his skin, and he has a hard time not holding his breath.
He stands in the entrance area; he can see a wooden cabinet to the right, where a distinctive number of shoe pairs are stored. Other than that, there's a desk, with an ugly, skinny man sitting behind it and behind him is another door. The man strongly resembles a rat – he has an embarrassing excuse of a moustache dusting his thin upper lip and greasy dark hair sticks to his forehead.
He reeks of cheap sake and Sabo's nose protests, as he approaches him. He doesn't know if he's the owner of the thing, or if he's just an employee…
Doesn't really matter, he'll die anyways.
"Ah, good day to you, Sir… I have never seen you around before, are you a traveller?" the man says and his voice is slimy, crawling up anybody's ass to lick it.
Sabo clenches his jaw, before he slams the poster onto the desk.
"This. Now," he says darkly.
And the man's face splits open in a sickeningly grin as he immediately recognises the shop's own advertisement.
"Ah, gotcha, good choice, hehe. It's a new attraction we just recently added to our program, but people dig it, you have no idea! There're already a dozen in there, I'm sure they'll let you have some fun, too…. The boy is new, I'm sure you'll enjoy it."
Sabo tries to breathe evenly, not show his rage just yet…But inside him…fuck, he's two seconds from burning the whole thing do, and burning everyone in it alive…
A new boy, huh…? He grits his teeth. It better not be his brother… he can't imagine it is Luffy, Luffy is too strong to be defeated and dehumanised like this, plus they would've brought him to the Marines to collect his bounty…
He looks at the man. And the man snickers and adds: "I've already had a taste myself. He's pretty and his ass is damn tight."
"Where?" Sabo manages to choke out.
"Down the hallway, the last room on the right. But before you ask, we don't have the rest of the crew. Only him. Got defeated a few days ago, close to Dressrosa, and then brought here."
Sabo swallows dryly.
"Gotcha."
And with that, he thrusts his arm forward, across the desk, to grab the man's face.
"Eeeek, Sir?" the man screeches and Sabo's blood is pulsating in his veins. He digs his thumb and index finger deep into the dimples behind the temples, but not enough yet to crush bone.
For now, it just hurts. A lot.
The man starts howling and Sabo slams his face down into the desk, only to shove it up again, and the man cries silently, while parts of his front teeth fall out of his bleeding mouth and his nose is flat – broken, smashed.
Sabo smiles.
"Poor you, does it hurt?" he asks sweetly.
The man nods weakly in Sabo's firm hold, tears pouring out of his eyes. "P-please…" he says through a mouth full of shattered teeth and blood.
And Sabo smashes his face onto the desk again, and this time the whole thing cracks down in the middle.
He pulls the bleeding, bruising man up again, gloating in his visible pain. Sabo's smile becomes wider.
"I'll kill you, you know that, right?" he asks friendly, and he loves how the watery eyes widen in disbelief and all-consuming fear.
"My name is Sabo. Of the revolutionaries. Have you heard of me?"
And the man, obviously not daring to move a single finger, just stares at him, blood and spit and tears dripping down his face. Suddenly, the strong scent of urine fills Sabo's nostrils and he frowns.
"Disgusting human scum…," he mumbles, seeing the enlarging dark, wet spot in the front of the man's trousers.
"Anyways. I have two brothers. One was Portgas D. Ace, also known as Fire Fist Ace. Yeah, you know that name, don't you? And the other one is Monkey D. Luffy, captain of the Straw Hat pirates. That rings a bell, doesn't it?".
The man makes a miserable noise, completely incomprehensible. "Yeah, thought so. So, and when I saw this ad, I got a bit mad, you understand that, right? So I'd like to talk to your boss or pimp or whatever. Now."
The man's eyes dart toward the door behind him.
"I'll find him behind the door? Where?"
The man lifts a shaking finger and points to the next floor. And that's all Sabo needs to know.
He smiles again, amusement filling his thoughts. This stupid asshole. Should've decided for a different workplace.
"P-please…Sir," the man whines desperately and Sabo can't help but laugh. This is…ha, so funny…it feels so good to see him in pain and utterly helpless, as the unworthy piece of shit he is.
Sabo bites his lower lip while grinning like a maniac and digs his fingers deeper.
"Your mistake was that you used my brother's name. And I really don't like scum like you guys to even take his name into your filthy mouths. But don't worry – I'll tell everyone else in here, too."
And with that, Sabo's friendly smile the last he sees, the blond crushes the dude's skull bone, the eyes protrude before they are pressed out of his head and the blood spurts across the desk, followed by white slimy brain mass and bits of bone and flesh.
Sabo chuckles in satisfaction. And then lets the warm corpse slump back down into his seat. Like he'd never been disturbed.
He moves to the door and the hallway he enters is even worse than the entrance area. It's steamy, he can barely see more than what's immediately in front of him, and he can vaguely make out doors on both sides of the hallway, most are closed, although he can hear distinct sex noises coming from there. He looks around. He needs to find a staircase…
"Hey handsome, are you lonely?" a smoky but flat voice says next to him and he turns his gaze toward a half-naked woman standing in the door to one of the dim rooms. She looks…tired. Kind of ill, too. Eyelids hanging down, her make-up is smeared and even through the fog, Sabo can see numerous bruises on her skin. He snorts.
And then he sees the collar around her neck and the shackle around her ankle and he clenches his hands to fists.
They are slaves.
He blinks. And then he unleashes his haki and she slumps to the ground, unconscious. He hears several thuds and he assumes that everyone in the front rooms is knocked unconscious for now. He sighs. And what to do with the slaves now? Shall he just bring them outside, one by one?
"Crap…," he mutters to himself. He maybe should've thought about that earlier…
Then he shrugs. He'll figure something out while he moves to the next rooms…
It doesn't take long until he reaches the last room – and a staircase that leads into the first floor. Sabo scratches his neck. Where should he go first..? He can hear disgusting sounds coming from the room, he can hear voices, many voices, male only, and the sounds of flesh slapping against wood and bare feet tapping across tiles.
He decides for the room. If he makes the guys scream loud enough, the pimp will surely come down, anyways, he supposes?
And then he's Sabo's to play with…
He kicks the door open and it flies across the room, knocking one guy down in the process, until it slams against the opposite wall, leaving the men shocked and speechless.
He quietly walks in. There are more than a dozen in here, they stink of sweat and jizz, most are fat and ugly, with hairy bellies, some are skinny and rat-like with their arms full of tattoos, and some are bulky, more animals than humans. They're naked, showing off their poor equipment whilst gloating in the fact that they have the poor slave at their mercy.
And then he sees him.
And Sabo's heart sighs in relief as he recognises instantly that the boy isn't Luffy. And then his chest aches with pity.
The boy is skinny from malnourishment and pale, as if he hasn't seen the sun for a long time. He has black hair, but it's longer than Luffy's. He's pretty, true, Sabo can see a certain similarity between this slave and his own brother – but to everyone who knows Monkey D. Luffy, it's clear that this is just a grotesque, borderline sick imitation.
The even painted a black scar beneath his left eye. And an X on his chest.
Sabo fights his rebelling stomach. He's relieved it's not Luffy – but still, seeing this boy, covered in bruises and soaking with the jizz of all these disgusting men, it's hideous, because it could've been Luffy….
The boy is on all fours, a cock showed down his throat, whilst another dude has his cock buried in his ass.
Sabo frowns. And then he approaches them.
"The fuck are you?!" one brave man bellows at him.
"Get away from him," Sabo says darkly to the two guys who are still in front of and behind the boy.
"What the fuck, get out of here!" one of them barks angrily.
Sabo tries to make eye contact with the boy. But the slave's eyes are faded, unfocused.
"Why doesn't he react?" he asks sternly, crouching down next to the boy's body. Still no sign that the boy has noticed his presence. Sabo narrows his eyes as he sees blood on the inside of his thighs.
"Motherfucker, never been in a fucking brothel? He's drugged up, so he wouldn't scream!" someone in one corner of the room says with a laugh and others join him.
That's enough for Sabo. He grabs the guy who still receives a blowjob and throws him against the wall, where the impact is so strong he leaves a crater in the bricks. The man lies on his front, face down. Some of his ribs are probably broken now.
Suddenly, the men start screaming and shouting, and he feels a hand on his shoulder and Sabo grabs that hand, and it only take a small amount of strength to break the bone like a twig. The pained howling that follows is pure music to his ears.
The other guy hurries to pull his dick from within the boy and stumbles backward. Sabo snorts. And then he unleashes his haki again and the men all fall unconscious.
The boy does, too, but Sabo makes sure to catch his fall and he carefully lies him down on his side.
"The fuck is going on?!" another voice chimes in and he turns his head to see a fat, but muscled guy stand in the door, a heavy cigar hanging from his lips.
Ah. Must be the pimp.
Sabo knocks him out. He will deal with him later. First he needs to do something else.
He takes his pipe from his back and then he peels his arms from his coat and then wraps the coat around the naked boy. Then he grabs the collar and shackle – and crushes them beneath his fingers. They're not kairoseki, they're mere iron chains, he breaks them as easily as he breaks wood.
The boy's neck and ankle are badly bruised and he wonders with a shudder how long he must've been wearing them already.
He lifts the boy up in his arms – he weighs close to nothing – and then he carries him outside. He decides to hide his unconscious body beneath a thick mangrove root, about fifty meters from the street. No one will see him here, he's sure about that, but he puts his pipe in the boy's limp hands nevertheless. Better leave a weapon with him, rather than nothing.
Then Sabo places his hat on the boy's head and stands up again. He cracks his knuckles.
He has people to kill.
More than half of the men in the room is already dead. He has ripped their fingers off…and their genitals…and thrown them all in the middle, for them to see, right before they die…He crushed their skulls, sometimes through their eye-sockets… yeah, Sabo can be real creative when it comes to hurting people who deserve it.
There are four guys and the pimp left. They are cowering in a corner, shaking, whimpering, and so, so afraid… Sabo grins at them happily. He'll have such fun with them…torture them to his heart's content…
He carelessly rips the head of the fresh corpse he just produced and throws the crushed head, you can hardly call it a head anymore, it's more like a deformed bag out of skin, filled with brain mess, bone splinters and blood, he throws the thing in front of their feet and one guy throws up. Aww, but he still wants to play...
"Man, I thought you were all such tough guys…," Sabo snickers and approaches them.
"W-what do you w-want? Money? It's upstairs in a safe, take everything you want, just leave us!" the pimp screams with a voice that his high-pitched with terror and Sabo smiles wider.
"How generous. But I'm actually just here to hurt you guys. Really bad, too. And then I will kill you."
"WHY?" the pimp screams and Sabo actually admires his courage. Not many men still find their voices once confronted with what he can do…with what he does with a smile on his face…
"An excellent question, to be honest. Yeah, see, I wouldn't give a damn about this filthy piece of shit you call brothel, but you made the silly mistake of offering people to fuck a slave that resembles my brother," Sabo explains calmly, but his crazy smile not once disappears from his face.
"And if there's one thing I hate more than people talking shit about him, it's people fucking with the idea of him in their heads. Because none of you filth is worthy of even touching an inch of his skin."
He grabs the pimp's throat and slams him up against the wall. The other men whimper and scramble away like the little insects they are.
"I-I…your..brother?" the man manages to say. Sabo can practically smell his fear. He has balls to still talk to him.
"Yeah, sworn brother to be more precise. Not blood-related. Monkey D. Luffy is my sworn brother."
And now he sees recognition mixing with the fear in the small, bug-like eyes. "You're the one from the revolutionaries."
"That's right. And now quit talking."
And with that he grabs the man's dick right through his trousers and the screech is almost inhuman as he rips the limb organ off.
Warm blood pours over his hand like a waterfall and the man seems to be losing consciousness from the shock of having his manhood removed.
Sabo chuckles and throws the disgusting thing over his shoulder.
"Aw, every time I do that you guys are so upset…"
And he digs his index and middle finger into the man's eye sockets and his thumb in his mouth and then he lets his fingers wander toward each other… And he laughs when first the eyes and then the entire face breaks under his strength and then he holds the limb body, his fingers so deep inside him he pulls out his brain as he retracts them.
He squeezes the ugly white mess in his hands and the brain looks like a nest full of maggots that curl around his fingers and it's still warm and Sabo has an idea.
He turns around and throws the brain mess at the four remaining guys.
Sabo hears a splashing sound and sees that another guy has thrown up. Sabo grins and approaches the last four. They look so pitiable…such poor things, if he was a better person, he would maybe have mercy…
But nah…
They fucked the boy, with Luffy in their heads. No way will he forgive that.
If someone ever was to have his brother.
It would be me and only me.
"So, I'll have a little more fun with you guys. I have so many ideas! Just wait…"
He doesn't have to wait long for Koala to pick up the telesnail.
"What the fuck? Sabo-kun, where are you?" she yells annoyed.
"Yeah, I'm sorry about that, could you please come to the brothel in front of the auction house?" Sabo says and with a disgusted grimace he pulls his blood-soaked gloves off and throws them aside. He's standing in the entrance area, leaning against the bloody desk, completely ignoring the still dripping corpse behind him.
"The brothel? What the hell did you do?"
"I saved a few people. Come help me carry the rest of the slaves outside, before I burn the thing down."
He can hear her sigh.
"Sabo-kun, you can't always do that."
"Yeah yeah, let's talk about that later. Just come here, please? I need your help."
"…Be there in a five."
She ends the call and Sabo doesn't hesitate to dial another number. The number of the telesnail he gave the Straw Hat crew, so he would be able to contact them. He waits but…
How weird, it doesn't connect…?
Sabo frowns. This is…strange…
He looks back to the room with the corpses. Maybe he should've gotten a bit more information out of the pimp after all…
He sighs frustrated. Damn, he should stop being so reckless… He glances at the time. Koala needs to hurry; he has to go see Luffy…
Make sure he's ok.
Present day
Sabo wakes up from a foreign, warm weight on top of him and a nose full of hair. He doesn't move, he can tell who it is, and his heart speeds up in joy. This is so cute – he wonders how long Luffy has been lying on top of him. Anyways, he wants to savour the moment a little longer. So he remains with his eyes closed and his breathing steady.
"When does he wake up?" he hears Luffy ask impatiently and another female voice, he believes it's Robin's, replies: "Shhh, Luffy, he's tired. Let him rest."
"He's been resting the entire afternoon!"
"I'm sure it's a long flight from where he was."
"Sabo…wake up…," he hears Luffy mumble into his chest and Sabo can't pretend to sleep anymore, not when Luffy says something so heart-wrenchingly adorable.
He opens his eyes and smiles at Luffy. His brother blinks and meets his gaze with big dark eyes that light up beautifully when they see that see he's awake.
"Yeees, Sabo! You woke up!"
And again he's crushed with a bone-cracking hug that he happily returns.
"Sorry I slept so long."
"Did you have a good rest?" Robin asks him with a smile and he nods, while rubbing soothingly over Luffy's back.
"Yeah, was fantastic."
"Sabo, it's almost dinner time! But can we go to the island first? Or after, I don't care as long as we go!"
"Ah, sure, but didn't you already go this afternoon?"
"Luffy wanted to wait for you to wake up," Robin chuckles and Sabo can feel a blush creeping into his cheeks.
"Luffy…"
"Yeah, because we have never really explored an island together, right? Home doesn't count," Luffy grins.
And Sabo's heart makes a leap into the stratosphere, oh my god, his brother is just the cutest human being, he's the best person in the world, he's so precious, too cute for his own good…
His blush gets deeper when Luffy pulls him up on his feet.
"But first I want to bathe! And Sabo is coming with!"
"A-am I…?"
"Yes!"
And with Robin's laugh still in his ears, Luffy pulls him forward and Sabo feels like his face is on fire, he can't contain all that happiness, this is so, so amazing, his little brother wants to bathe with him… Sabo wouldn't be surprised if he would just melt into a puddle of sappy affection.
"And then Sabo will tell me why there's all that blood on his shirt," Luffy says eagerly and shoves him forward into the luxurious bath of the Thousand Sunny, closing the door behind him.
Sabo looks at Luffy, who is still grinning brightly.
He clears his throat and gestures him closer. "Let's talk after bathing."
"Pfff, fine! You're being way too mysterious, this better be a good story!" Luffy protests.
Sabo runs a hand through his hair and grins: "It is, I promise."
"By the way, how long are you staying?" Luffy asks intrigued.
And Sabo thoughtfully ruffles his brother's hair. He doesn't want to leave, he actually wants to stay and have an eye on him…he wants to spend more time with his baby brother, he wants to train with him…
Cuddle…exchange stories…
And keep him in his arms. Make it unable for anyone else to touch him except himself… Teach the world that no one is allowed to have him…
Besides himself.
Sabo smiles at Luffy and replies: "As long as I need to."
To be continued.