Request by: Monkey D. Anea and laFia

(Bentham is also known as Bon Kurei, Bon Clay or Mr. 2)


(The Art of Deciding)


He's six years old

And decides that he wasn't meant to be a boy

.

So he grows his hair out

Tries on a few dresses

And puts on makeup for the first time

.

He's ten years old

A little older, a little wiser

He ate a bad tasting fruit

Tried actually being a girl for a bit

And decides it's not for him

Being a boy wasn't a mistake

He just has to choose what to do with it

.

So he cuts his hair

Signs up for both ballet lessons and martial arts

And takes the piercings out of his ears so they'd close up

But doesn't get rid of the dresses

Or stop wearing the makeup

.

He's fourteen years old

And decides he's much happier than he was

When he was nine

The whole world looks at him strangely

But he lives how he wants

.

So he ignores whispers and pointing

Because if they can't deal with his way of finding happiness

He'd rather not waste time worrying about what they think

.

He's fifteen years old

And meets a girl

With a bad burn scar under one eye

And two arms, but only one leg

And he decides he's never met

A more beautiful person

.

So, naturally, they become fast friends

She'll never sail or run or fight

(He thinks she could, but well, he thinks she could do anything)

But they still bond over their own kind of freedom

Not caring how the world looks at them

It's not love, but it was never meant to be

He teaches her how to use makeup

But she never covers her scar

And she teaches him how to shave

But he never picks up a razor

.

He's nineteen years old, and itching to go

Though he doesn't, until the wedding's over

He decides he can leave without worrying

Her husband's the good type,

One that helps her down stairs

But not across streets

(She's not incompetent)

And kisses her cheek, right on that ugly scar

So that she smiles like she can do anything

(He's glad she'd finally realized that)

.

So, he sails off, looking for something

Which he eventually finds out is a crew

Misfits just as crazy

And eccentric

And flamboyant as he is

Friends make him happier than anything else

The world can stare and point

But he won't care

They're just wasting their time

.

He's twenty five years old, and they offer him a job

To be honest, he's a bit flattered

And decides to accept

It doesn't make him happy

But it doesn't make him sad, either,

And he can feel that this job will gain him a friend

.

So, when he comes across the little pirate crew

And performs a bit

Changing faces and dancing and such

Only for their captain to laugh with glee

A scar under one eye

And smiling like he could do anything

They're fast friends

And he gets a bit a bit nostalgic

He does't care if they're technically enemies

He's a friend before he's Mr. 2

And he saves them like he would any true friend!

.

He's twenty six years old when he sees the kid again

His friend that reminds him of a long time ago

He never expected to see him here, of all places,

In the heat and sand

But he is here, so he laughs and dances

Because, he decided, that's what you do

When reuniting with old friends

(Even in the most secure prison in the world)

.

So they travel together,

Down farther into Hell

For the sake of his friend's brother

It's only natural

That's the kind of thing you do for friends

And he can tell

This boy is one of the best

.

He's twenty six years old when he saves his friend

And his idol

Deciding the consequences don't matter

Because nothing is more important than friendship

Not life

Or death

Or the world

(And especially not what it thinks)

.

So they can stare and point and lock him away

He can starve, or freeze, or yell himself hoarse

But he won't waste time worrying about any of that

Because it's not worth the energy

(He'd rather be dancing)

To care about what people think

When he's already decided he's happy