Hello all! Well I've been thinking about this for a while anyway and after reading the latest chapter it got me thinking. Recently ideas have been coming to me and I just have to write them down even if its just an outline. No promises but I might start posting a bit more often! Enjoy. And once again I own nothing of the awesomeness of One Piece. (It seems I make Luffy OOC a lot lol)

The Reason Why

Its not like I didn't notice the way Robin would give me side glances while I was near her. Hard not to pay attention to the way Nami would always lay in her bikini whenever I'm on the deck. I'd be blind not to see the way Hancock blushed and stuttered just by looking in my direction. And it would be just plain stupid for me not to see Vivi stare at me then quickly turn away when she traveled with us long ago.

I'm not trying to sound conceited but I knew that they all liked me, and I still think they do. Matters of the heart only cause pain to the other person. The only relief is that none have confessed yet because rejecting your own nakama is impossible for me. I may sound heartless but saving them from something horrible is what I have to do. Opening up my heart has always been hard for me to do. Ridiculous I know right? Friends and family is a whole other world from love forever with someone.

There's a reason why I can never love its something that has been passed down from generation to generation, of every single person with the name of D. A curse bringing death.

My mother I never knew nor did my dad, grandpa, Ace, and even heard from Gramps that Gold Roger never knew either. We can never love, for if we do the birth of that child will bring both misery and joy. The child lives on caring on the name of D. while the mother dies smiling at their son or daughter before leaving this earth.

Never once has there been an exception.

Its sick and wrong what we "men of D." have to do. Our blood must run on and for that to happen a child must be born. Since the mother of everyone of us dies during child birth siblings are out of the question. Only 1 woman and only 1 baby. Its an unwritten law that must be carried out. We learn at a young age for this is the reason we must never die, the will has to live on.

Suffering is the answer to D. Pain, suffering, isolation, and death. That is D. The secret to those with this letter must never be known. Those who do meet the same end, always and forever gone.

"I'm sorry but I can not love you."