So long from my last update, désolé, désolé don't yell too loudly at me!
But please don't worry, I'm defiantly not gonna abandon this fic! Cuz the next few chapters are going to be awesome, and a slightly less angst-y than the first two.
I've been really looking forward to writing them ;)
Okay, and just so you know I re-wrote some of the first two chapters, so you might want to reread them.
Okay. Let's. Get. This. Started!
(This chapter has some naughty language and OCs, so be warned k?)
:')
"Gosh, are you seriously just going to lie like that all day?" Makoto muttered as he settled atop the thick wooden railing, a full cup of steaming coffee resting in both hands.
He grinned down disapprovingly at his sleeping friend; really how shamelessly stupid can you get Sabo? Don't you know that there are young women aboard this ship?
Sometimes, no wait… Most times? Well anyway, most of the times I cannot even begin to understand you at all, much less waste my time trying to decipher your strange habits.
So now, please tell me exactly what is wrong with walking couple of extra feet down to your room? Do you really need sprawl your whole body across the main deck, and then continue snoring happily as people trip over you and kick your gut?
And lastly, let me ask you this, okay? Who in their right mind can fall asleep peacefully sprawled across the floor of the ship wearing only boxers and a hat? Eh, Sabo?
Sometimes I cannot believe that you are four years older than me…
Makoto sighed; lifting the warm brownish liquid to his lips, looking up just as a young man came bursting through the stairway onto the deck carrying an armful of bottles.
"Hey, Takumi watch-" Just as Makoto warned his incoming friend, a loud 'thud' echoed across the deck, causing him to set his mug down and glance over to see what happened.
"Ouch, damn why would you lie right there idiot?" Takumi yelled angrily at the soundly sleeping blonde boy.
Makoto smiled smugly, Takumi always had a short temper; especially in the morning before he had time to use it up on his energetic underlings.
"This is for tripping me you bastard." He grinned devilishly, raising his heel just above the blonde's neck.
Makoto watched with little interest, and then took another sip from his mug.
Takumi plunged his foot down hard, using his full leg force to smack his bare heel onto the neck of the boy lying on the ground before him.
"You're a tad late, sorry." In one grinning motion Sabo's eyes shot open and he grabbed the man's incoming ankle and threw him hard across the floor of the ship, sending him flying against the nearest railing.
"Oh, good morning Sabo." Makoto waved over to the boy who was now sitting uprightly cross-legged on the deck.
"G'morning guys! I fell asleep here?" Sabo laughed as he got up and walked over to help Takumi off the ground.
"Morning asshole." Takumi mimicked sarcastically
Sabo smiled and reached his hand outward to the brown haired man.
Takumi looked up and swatted Sabo's hand away, then unsteadily lifted himself off the ground while rubbing his sore arm.
"Damn you Sabo, where did my sake go?"
"I think it rolled over that way." Sabo pointed as he yawned and settled down on the floor again, his back leaning against the ship's side.
Takumi spotted the bottle and scooped it up, "Good thing it didn't split open." He muttered
"Makoto, you want some?" Takumi asked as he hopped up on the railing and nudged the bottle at the golden haired man's face.
"For one, it's nine in the morning. And two, as the hundredth time that I'm telling you, that stuff tastes like complete crap." Makoto explained, setting down his third empty mug of coffee.
Takumi sighed and took another swing from the bottle.
"Fine, just go and drink your frappy little cappuccinos, sissy boy!" Takumi ranted, pointing the bottle accusingly at Makoto.
Makoto scratched his head; it was getting harder to ignore the annoying shouting coming from the man sitting next to him. He turned to look downwards at Sabo, who was strangely quiet this morning.
"Oi…Sabo?
"What's up?" Sabo asked curiously.
Before Makoto had time to answer a dark haired man came walking silently into view of the three men.
"Hey, Dragon-san! Want some booze?" Takumi waved to the nearing man.
Dragon gave Takumi a death glare, and then turned to Sabo.
"You may find this interesting." Dragon said with a grin as he tossed a beaten up newspaper in front of the boy.
"Thanks?" Sabo replied as he looked down at the barely eligible ink and torn paper.
"It's been through a lot to get here." Dragon loosely explained
Sabo shrugged and picked up the paper carefully, as Dragon interrupted him.
"Oh, and Sabo?"
"Huh?"
"Please put some pants on." Dragon waved over his shoulder as he walked back down to his office with a smug grin.
"Oi, dude I totally agree with Dragon-san! It's inappropriate to walk around wearing only a top hat and underwear! Especially since Dodiu's niece comes to visit so often…I mean she's only thirteen! God, no need to be polluting her mind this early! " Takumi laughed, throwing an empty bottle of sake at Sabo's head.
Sabo grinned and caught the bottle midair. "Still angry because you fell over me this morning?"
"Totally, bastard!" Takumi grinned.
Makoto sighed and rubbed his temples as he quickly turned towards Takumi. "You're so annoying" were his last words as he easily pushed the confused man over the edge of the ship.
"AHH? BASTAR-" Takumi shouted as his words became muffled and the water grasped at him from beneath.
"Ah, so much better." Makoto smiled.
"Umm…are you sure he ain't gonna drown down there Makoto?"
Makoto shrugged. "I think he's a pretty good swimmer."
Sabo smiled and shook his head.
"So Sabo, what is it that you will find interesting in today's newspaper?"
"Oh yeah, I totally forgot!" Sabo swiped up the newspaper on the ground to his lap, scanning the page with his eyes quietly.
Sabo's face went blank for a moment; and then what Makoto could only describe to be pure joy cross the young man's face.
Sabo could barely concentrate on the article in front of him, his hands trembled and he was grinning much like a madman.
"Ahh...I knew you couldn't be killed off that easily little bro." Sabo muttered, just quiet enough that Makoto couldn't hear over the sounds of waves hitting the ship.
"I'm gonna go talk with Dragon!" Sabo yelled as he sprung up, the newspaper clutched tightly in his hands as he sprinted across the ship.
"Umm, Okay see you later?"
"I wonder what was written that could have made him so happy?" Makoto wondered aloud.
"Dude, it's the drugs! He's after them!" A voice called out from below. "Oh, and Makoto! Throw me down one of those floaty things okay?" Takumi added.
Makoto looked over the railing, and saw a very wet and smiley Takumi holding tightly to the side of Dragon's ship.
Makoto frowned,"Drugs eh?"
"Dragon!"
"Eh, Sabo I thought I told you to put on pants?" Dragon looked questionably at the young man before him.
"Jeez, I will…" Sabo grumbled
"So, I take it you read the article?" Dragon smiled
Sabo grinned, "Dragon, he's here in the New World, I'm going to see him."
"But think now, are you sure that's the best thing to do?"
Sabo looked up confusingly at Dragon's serious face, what does he mean? Of course it's the thing to do he's my little brother; I have to go see him!
Dragon sighed, "Well, although I know that you want to rush over and see him as soon as possible, is that the right thing? How would he react? He thinks you are dead."
"Then it's a good thing to reassure him that I'm still alive!" Sabo shouted
"And when you leave him again? Are you planning on quitting the Revolutionaries to join the Straw hat pirates?" Dragon asked calmly
Sabo paused, "No, I'm not going to quit. I'll say goodbye and leave, simple as that."
"Do what you think is right Sabo, I'm won't stop you."
Sabo mentally rolled his eyes, why did Dragon always have to be like this?
"I will, and can I borrow one of our wooden boats?
"Sure I'll have Aoi set it in the water." He paused "And also, please tell Luffy I say hello."
Sabo chuckled, "Sure thing Dragon!"
Sabo waved over his shoulder and ran to the cabin room he shared with Makoto and a few other Revolutionaries.
He searched his drawer quickly for his usual outfit, a navy coat and pants; oh wait...His eyes settled in the corner.
"Damn I forgot, someone split beer all over it yesterday…" he looked at the heap of messy blue fabric that he was too lazy to clean yesterday.
Whatever, Lu will just have to guess a little.
He searched through the shared clothes drawer and pulled out a pair of Makoto's neon orange shorts, and yanked them up so that they were knee length.
Makoto will be pissed if I take any more of his clothes...So hey, might as well go shirtless! Sabo chuckled sadly; it would be just like Ace had.
Sabo grabbed his eight foot iron pipe from behind the bed, although this version was upgraded to the point that it and even had poison gas slots hidden within, not to mention about fifty other contractions he's been building up in it the past years; he never could grow out of his favorite weapon, just the familiar feel of metal in his hands was instantly relaxing.
Hell, having a pipe in my hands is like snuggling some sort of messed up teddy bear. Sabo smiled swinging it to fit comfortably behind his neck.
He searched around the room for a pen and paper, and quickly scribbled a note for whomever cared where he was going.
I'm looking for my little brother, b back in a (week?)
don't steal my sake
~Sabo
(PS- Makoto I took your pants.)
He dropped the note on his bed; placing his hat on as he briskly walked out the door of the cabin.
He waved goodbye to Aoi and the other few Revolutionary soldiers loitering around the deck of the ship, and set sail alone for the first time in years.
"Sabo has a brother? That's weird I wonder why he never mentioned it...?"
"Huh?" Makoto looked up from the book he was reading.
"Oh, he left a note" Takumi answered
Makoto took the scrap of paper from Takumi's hands.
"That bastard stole my pants!" Makoto grumbled, crumpling the note and chucking it at Takumi.
Two days later
"I'm soo hungry…" Sabo grumbled clutching his stomach, the little wooden ship had been sailing for days now and so far all he's been seeing was ocean.
I really should've thought over how I was going to find Luffy, before I left the ship.
It was so boring on the ocean alone! He was going to go insane if he had to float like this any longer, and he was starving. Even though he could eat all the fish he wanted; he was craving meat, and those birds flying above him mocked and taunted the poor blonde boy.
"Stupid birds, I swear I'm gonna eat you." He lifted his hands upwards as he rested his back flat on the miniature ship's floor, his feet only meters from touching the other side.
He dropped his hands and stared up at the clear blue sky.
He had been thinking about Luffy a lot the past few days; he was so excited it was unable to contain, he had been waiting forever to see him and it was fun picturing how he would react.
But what if, he gets angry realizing that I could have been there to rescue Ace with him?
Sabo stopped. He couldn't think of that, didn't he already get over it?
No, not completely.
That was yet another reason to see him; it wasn't exactly that Luffy needed Sabo right now; he was sure that as time passed Luffy would be able to get over it on his own, with his own crew…
But Sabo needed Luffy.
Not mentally, he needed to see Luffy so he could say he was sorry, apologize for everything he's throughout the years. For putting you and Ace through the pain of thinking that I was dead, for never writing you guys' letters, for not being able to save Ace…
And sorry for being a straight out crappy older brother to you, Luffy.
Sabo sighed; I wonder if he will still recognize me? It's been twelve years…he thought, silently tracing his fingertips along burnt skin that covered his body with jagged red streaks; he couldn't tell which ones were from the fire itself, and which ones were caused from being impaled with chunks of falling wood anymore. But, at least he could be grateful that Iva had managed to heal all the burn marks on his face, so at least he could still be somewhat recognizable.
"Grraaah, better catch some more fish…" Sabo frowned and sat up.
K this was sorta short, but that's because it could either be like this or three times longer.
So deal with it k? : )
Anyways, just if you were wondering what Makoto is like, I wrote him a short bio. I think I might use him in some of my other fics for fill in characters and such if no one minds an OC stuck in here and there.
Full name: Makoto Yoshida
Generally a pretty nice and good looking eighteen year old guy; he has shaggy golden hair that seems to never be brushed, plain brown eyes and fairly short, but overly mature for his age.
Although he may seem bored and jokingly mean at most times, he is very smart and occasionally will carry a polite side to his personality. He doesn't like to overly swear or drink, and he hardly ever loses his temper; He is a horrid morning person, and his only known addiction is to flavored coffee.
I'm too lazy to make Takumi one, so let's just say that he is nineteen, brownish hair and likes to swear and drink. A lot, also he and Makoto have known each other since they were kids.
Have a nice day and review if you want the next chapter to come out fast : )