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Chapter IV – Life is for living

„Do you think it is okay for me to live, even though people want me dead?"

Garp didn't know if he should become angry about that question or if he should cry. On the one hand, he wanted to hit the crap out of Ace right now for even thinking so negative and for always lookingsodamnsad.

On the other hand, this question made Garp want to squeeze the heck outta Ace. Why was this little fellow so silent all the time? Kids weren't supposed to be silent and they were not supposed to question why they were born... it broke Garp's heart to hear such things coming from Ace. It was not fair... it was so sad; a small child doubting his own existence.

This was not the first time his little grandson had asked such a ridiculous question. It worried Garp, because no matter how silly and childish he sometimes seemed with all his lame jokes and the attitude not to give a care in the world, deep down he loved Ace more than anything. The old man considered Ace as 'family'. Garp treated him like his own son!

Ace knew it would be stupid just to go from this world without really being there long enough to say he had really 'lived'. But the boy with the freckles wondered about it, he really did... why did he live if people kept on saying it was a sin for him to exist? Garp knew it had a huge impact on Ace what those people in the town said. And it was no wonder, really.

But Garp also knew another thing.

Ace was just eight years old... eight short years of his life had he spent on a lonely island in East Blue. He hasn't met many people. Or rather, Ace has met the wrong people, the ones who would tell lies and couldn't see the true man in him, saying that Roger was a beast, an untamed monster, a murderer.

Little did Ace know there were enough people who adored him, who could tell a different story about his father... Gol D. Roger wasn't the King of Pirates just because he was strong. There was much more behind that title.

And that was why Ace needed to grow up and look at the world with different eyes. But how should Garp make sure the kid understood?

How was he able to tell his grandson about the fact that rare things like 'luck' and 'friends' and 'happiness' were everywhere, you just needed the will to find it? Ace wasn't stupid, but he was naïve and stubborn.

Garp shook his head, a tired sigh left his lips. "Ace, don't ask such quest-"

But Ace didn't want to hear the end of it and cut him off with another question. "Gramps,", it sounded as if he was speaking with clenched teeth, "where do you take the will to live from? What are you living for?"

Garp sternly looked at Ace's small back for a while, then his features softened.

The answer was simple...

„I'm living for myself."

…and yet Ace was satisfied with it. Stunningly enough for Garp, but he was glad his grandson seemed to acknowledge his response.

"You are alive because you have the right to live, just like everybody else does. There is no way people can judge about you and forbid you to exist. You are who you are, and you're the only person in the world who is allowed to criticize yourself.

Go ahead and see the world through your own eyes. Living means having fun, enjoying your time with whatever you do, meeting friends and people you want to spend your time with. You are not alive because other people want you to, and you won't die because others say they want you to die. You live and breathe because it is your right to be in this world, and it is your own personal duty you have to fulfill. Will you live for yourself?" Garp wasn't sure if he should ask his eight year old grandson such a thing, but it just blurted out.

Ace didn't answer and didn't move an inch, just continued to stare out at the see. He was deep in thought, and Garp didn't mind waiting for Ace to give a proper answer.

Even if it meant he had to wait for years, until Ace was grown up, when he has met friends and maybe accomplished his dreams... until the day Ace realizes what it meant to be alive.

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Aaaaaace... ! ;(( *Ahem* Sorry. Back to the story. I'm not sure about this one, just wrote it 'cause I felt like it. Hope you liked it, though =)

Well, in case if you wonder: The title of this chapter comes from a song called 'Life is for living' by BarclayJamesHarvest. Wonderful song, inspired me to write this. Check it out on youtube if you want ;)

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I will update soon, the next chapter is almost done! Until next time!~ ;D