ryusoken: (It's a promise)
サボ ([personal profile] ryusoken) wrote in [community profile] bits2016-07-23 12:15 am

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fireflylight: (And all the sadness inside me)

[personal profile] fireflylight 2016-08-21 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
[He was having a dream.

Which is weird, because he shouldn't be alive, but... He could tell he was dreaming somehow. Probably because he was dreaming of his childhood, but of things he didn't quite remember. Like something was off about them.

They were exploring like usual, Ace, Sabo, and Luffy, but it ended up differently than what he remembered. Ace, as a child, fell down and hit his head, while a small Sabo went to grab him and hold him in his arms, worried.

The dream then shifted to them older, though Ace knew (well, thought) that wasn't possible, and now they're adults, and Sabo's holding him, and--

Did someone just call his name?

The loud, surprised voice does wake up the freckled man. He stirs first, moving his head slightly. Slowly opening his eyes (which should be impossible), he stares at the other man holding him in his arms. He blinks in bewilderment, and then notices something. The colors.

He swallows hard as he remembers. He had never seen in color since he was around Sabo, and now he could see the deep blue of this man's jacket, the golden hair, the color of his skin... The red scar around one of his eyes. Even the colors of the night sky and the ship they were on. Ace didn't know what ship it was, even, but... This man. He reminds him of Sabo. So he blurts it out as he just stares tiredly at him.]


Sa...bo?

[But this should be impossible, too. Unless they were in heaven. Or... whatever afterlife they believe in. But then why is Sabo older now?

But then he realized this might not be Sabo, which makes him try to mouth something as he stands up straight, resting one hand on the man's shoulder for balance... But he doesn't take it away. For some reason he seems drawn to him.

Ace stares into those brilliant blue eyes of his. No... This must be Sabo. There were so many clues pointed towards it. He looks like him, first of all, even though his hair is longer. Secondly, there's something that just makes Ace feel like saying, yes this is Sabo. Thirdly, and probably most importantly, he's seeing colors around him. That only happened with one person...

He finally says something, in a hushed tone, though it's not much. Forgive him, Sabo, he's still sleepy and can't comprehend words right now.]


You're... Are you... ?