Drabble 4.-Reputation
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He knew his reputation well, he always had. They thought they knew who he was, and he wasn´t going to disappoint them in that aspect. He´d always tried to look like the silent, angry looking person they said he was. His reputation wasn´t good, but he was respected and that mattered.
He´d never cared about people talking about him behind his back, the truth wasn´t to be denied, and lies didn´t matter. He´d grown accustomed to people hating him and fearing him, respecting him only out of their blind fear.
But just then, he couldn´t, simply couldn´t stand there and watch a child be torn to pieces by some oversized dog.
He sighed, like a long forgotten man had told him long ago: "Kid, let your reputation live up to you."
He knew what he had to do.
He´d never cared about people talking about him behind his back, the truth wasn´t to be denied, and lies didn´t matter. He´d grown accustomed to people hating him and fearing him, respecting him only out of their blind fear.
But just then, he couldn´t, simply couldn´t stand there and watch a child be torn to pieces by some oversized dog.
He sighed, like a long forgotten man had told him long ago: "Kid, let your reputation live up to you."
He knew what he had to do.
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Drabble 5.-Sanji
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They had always been rivals. Just about ever since they met properly at Arlong Park. It had definitly been the cooks fault, by far. Because he´d never actually understood why they couldn´t get along. But the cook had shown him disrespect in many an occasion, so he´d just played the same game, a game that got to the extremes of trying to kill each other.
He´d once thought the cook´s chivalry was a lost cause, now he realised it was just a quirk, like his habit of sleeping, or, god forbid, "getting lost" as his friends said he did, he wasn´t quite so sure.
He´d once thought the cook´s chivalry was a lost cause, now he realised it was just a quirk, like his habit of sleeping, or, god forbid, "getting lost" as his friends said he did, he wasn´t quite so sure.
They´d always been there for each other. Whether it was for Luffy´s sake, or their own will, he didn´t know, he doubted the cook did either.
One thing he was sure of, Sanji could be a nice guy if he bothered to get to know him. If.
One thing he was sure of, Sanji could be a nice guy if he bothered to get to know him. If.
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Drabble 6.-Life
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Sometimes, he felt like it was his fault. It was as if he had killed her.
He knew it had had nothing to do with him, but, that moment, in that circumstance, it was as if he had. He felt as if he could have said more that night, as if, if he had, something in what he said could have helped, could have given her the will to live on.
But, what was done was done, perhaps he´d have a second chance in his next life. Uintil then, he had only a promise to keep him alive. That was enough for him, sadly, it hadn´t been enough for her.
He knew it had had nothing to do with him, but, that moment, in that circumstance, it was as if he had. He felt as if he could have said more that night, as if, if he had, something in what he said could have helped, could have given her the will to live on.
But, what was done was done, perhaps he´d have a second chance in his next life. Uintil then, he had only a promise to keep him alive. That was enough for him, sadly, it hadn´t been enough for her.
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