Title: The Seven Sins go shopping.
Author: snowwinter486/Nyukisan21
Pairings: Not intentional.
Genre: angst.
Summary: Future Universe: in which our favorite ex-CP9 members find Spandam, and get there one wish. At the price of something else...
Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece or the character
A/N: BEWARE! THERE IS CHARACTER DEATH! AND SPOILERS!
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Kaku's everlasting pride.
'I am Kaku. And despite how I talk, I'm just 23, so cut me some slack. Taking the Ushi Ushi no Mi, Model: Giraffe. And was once upon a time, a killing machine. Now I'm a person, a real person.'
How pitiful is that? His resamay?
Kaku groaned at his thoughts.
What the hell was wrong with him?
Well, actually, it all started when he went to the hospital, oh he hated them, back when Lucci was first in, taking some extra money, he got a cheak-up. Where he was met with the next problem of life.
He was going to die.
Stupid, stupid hospital that's supposed to have all the medicine for every single desease. But no.
He was stuck with a stupid illness, killing him, starting with his toes.
Now, he hated being the baby, hated being nursed around, and the thought of having to take care of him because of this. No, he wasn't going to take it.
He didn't care if his body wouldn't respond, he was going to force it. He didn't care if he was on the brink of death.
He had something to do, one last thing.
Traumatize Spandam.
It's much more fun making them live in fear, much more, rather than to kill them.
No, he wanted that male to face all the pain he made the rest of them feel. To be tossed.
But they were weapons, Kaku had no say in this.
But he didn't need to. His voice was already disappearing anways. Like everything else.
Six days ago, Kaku forced himself out of bed, the day before, the mission went on, and now, all that was left was running off, and into the shadows, for the next opprotunity to attack Spandam. Yes, that would certainly be amusing.
But no, that wasn't possible.
Breathing was harder now, but he refused to show so. He has more pride than that, he was Kaku damnit!
Walking out onto Town Square in his normal, black clothes, complete with a cap, he couldn't believe what he saw.
Kumadori and Blueno, but were they walking over with a happy greeting?
No, they were far away, and it seemed as though they didn't see Kaku.
Or, more like, they couldn't see him.
Well, if you were were hanged, and dead, could you still see through the body? Under a normal circumstance?
"B-Blueno... Ku... Kumadori," his voice was disappearing.
It was about a week since he had last seen them, he had derperatley told the entire group to stay, instead of run, just until Kumadori and Blueno came back.
And now, he knows that they would never come back.
Gulping, he walked back into his home, the one he shared with, and walked into the shower, taking a hot shower, hoping to wash everything away, and then, he just cried.
Silent tears to mourn over the dead.
Is this also why he was no longer a weapon? The fact that that he still had emotions?
Did that nessasarily mean that if he threw all the emotions away, he'll finally be a weapon?
All of a sudden, Kaku didn't know wheather or not it was a good thing to become either one.
To be a weapon, manipulated and used, but have no emotional harm done?
Or, to be a prideful person, someone that can be harmed emotionally.
In his new clothes, he waddles out.
He can't feel anything now.
The front door closes, and although Kaku would never admit it aloud, he missed them dearly.
His back was to the door as he heard the words.
"Kid..." it was Jyabura, the old man, and all of a sudden, it was like a switch, and all of a sudden, Kaku just gritted his teeth, and turned around, a smile on his face.
"Good morning, Jyabura," he said, a his face relazing and looked out the window, "I know about time square. So don't worry about it, but, I think we should move out now," looking at the clouds he sighed, adjusting his cap.
"Kid, I... Blueno and Kumadori..."
"Jyabura," the calm voice ran things over, "Blueno and Kumadori are dead."
"What?" Kalifa and Lucci soru'd over.
"That..." the long-nosed male's back was still to them.
"...Impossible," Lucci growled.
"They can't do that," Kalifa agreed, "It's sexual... Kaku?" staring at the male, the one gripping the side of the sink, and finally, finally, he turned to the goup.
"I don't think this is a good time to mention it, but..." he sighed as he slid down, his legs unmoveable, he put his head back, letting the world see his face, he grinned his trademark grin, "Thanks."
"W-what?" 'Terrible timing, Kaku.'
But it didn't matter, the male had already closed his eyes, awaiting rest.
Just rest.
I wonder if Blueno would look at me in disapproval again... Or maybe Kumadori would embrace in tears and then go off to kill himself. Yeah, probably...
And finally, Kaku came to an answer.
He'll be a proud warrior, a man that can be weapon, but can also have a heart. And at the same time, he hopes that he'll be remembered, even if it's just a fragment of one's memory.
Yeah, maybe this new... death, wouldn't be so bad.
For a prideful giraffe, Kaku's death wasn't wasted. Hopefully.