There wasn't a single thing you could do; there wasn't a single thing he could do either. The blood was pouring from the large incision in your side, your sightless irises dulling as your hand traced the scar on his eye. "Z-Zoro I'm," You gag on the blood coating your throat. "S-so sor-ry."
A calloused hand pressed to your lips as he glared down at you. It was unwise of you to sacrifice yourself for the puppy that had wandered into the middle of the street, you knew this. He knew it too. As the emotions began to knot your stomach into painful lumps the rough touch placed to your forehead could only be one thing. A kiss.
"(Y/n), everything is going to be fine!" Why was he angry? Didn't he realize that, for the first time in three years, you could finally see? Couldn't he see the beautiful light shining down? And the halo of light that billowed around the man above you was more beautiful than any dream could ever be.
You parted your lips intending to tell him how breathtaking the view was. His face was above you, and you were certain there was a stream of liquid crystal coming down to land on your bloodied cheeks. "(Y/n) I," He sounded as though he were sad, as though he were experiencing the agony racking your bones and shredding your abdomen. "Please don't, don't leave me!" He crushed you to his chest, unintentionally bringing you closer to the light above.
"Zoro," He grunted in response as he stroked your crimson matted hair. "I can see…And I'm sorry." You took his hand, resting it on your stomach. "Y-you would've b-been-"
"(Y/n)…" His eye widened in understanding and surprise. And the tears finally broke through the barrier. "YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME NOW! Not when….WE COULD BE A FAMILY!"
"So," Your hand raises slowly and warmth floods your body as you leave the physical anguish behind. "Sorry Zoro."
It would be years later when you greeted him in the afterlife, a young child with vibrant green hair clutching your leg.
And the reunion was beautiful.
Lesson 10: True love can transcend anything; even death.