#poor sabo

Sometimes Sabo dreams of them being three together again.

But not so much wild and crazy jungle children, but almost like…

Usual kids.

Just three children, with ordinary games they play, without any concern of what they have to eat for keeping them alive, without any concern of being reasonable of what they eat or what they have to eat for keeping Luffy full. Three little brats who live in warm house and have supportive parents who don’t leave children on their own. Where Ace Sabo and Luffy are just three brothers with daily little inconveniences like ‘don’t wanna eat porridge on the breakfast’ or ‘can’t go out for their own in the night’ or ‘more eat meat id not answer Luffy, you need vegetables’. Who maybe could go to ordinary school, or are learnt by their parents how write or read and count. Just being kids who could complain of parents’ embarrass affection gestures to them like cuddles, or kisses on their cheeks or heads, who teased them kindly and never cruel.

In that world where they, three kids has no necessity of face up such thoughts like ‘is their existence curse or not’, ‘what u need to do so people won’t leave him behind’ or ‘how managed with feelings if you’re left alone without any close to them person’, or ‘why my parents don’t love true me and how this house seemed to be cage’.

Where Sabo doesn’t need to learn how to heal their wounds, where Ace has no need to know what’s meal is edible and how to haunt for getting meat, and Luffy wouldn’t be forever that unwanted lonely annoying child.

In that dream dream world Sabo could love his brothers openly without any fears for their lives. He can their hold hands when they go for a walk, they all (and Ace without burden on his shoulders and shadows in his eyes) laughs and play games for children. They shares the bed and share the room, shares their happiness all together in warm and safety.

In that dream Sabo chasing his brothers and happily smiles at them.

In that dream Sabo never leave them and they’ve never been separated from each other.

Together and forever.

From this moment to forever and ever!

‘We’re brothers! And nothing could shake this bond’

And in that moment dream turn to the nightmare.

Little Ace turned to adult with hole in the chest.

Little Luffy is replaced with broken and tortured body in front of his brother.

Ace in Luffy’s shaking hands.

Luffy’s crying.

Screaming.

Tearing himself apart.

Everything around him on fire and shattered.

Sabo keeps trying to reach his last living brother.

He’s still can’t cry because he has no mouth, he can’t move his tongue because there is no one, his hands are chained and his voice’s gone.

Sabo is still crying, capable of hearing his baby brother break down.

He’s trying and trying to reach his brothers, who again were replaced by their little form… but wounds were still there.

Sabo trying to reach them he trying to get them, hug them and comfort them.

Ace and Luffy with dull eyes and with blood everywhere finally notices him.

Sabo feels stones in his lugs, blood on his hands and his singed part burns.

He froze.

‘Why you weren’t there?”

“Why did you leave us?”

“Why did you forget us?”

“Sabo do you think if you would be there there’s a chance we’re will be alive and together?”

“Sabo, take care of our little brother, you know he could be such crybaby, okey?”

Said strangely familiar voice and he felt unfamiliar warm presence behind Sabo’s back.

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Sabo eventually awake.

Sabo didn't have a lot of memories left from his old life, before Dragon and the revolutionaries. He remembered his parents - apathetic nobles, he was ashamed to be born from them, just as they were ashamed he turned out the way he did.

He also has a reoccurring nightmare.

He's in a forest, with towering old trees trying to wall him into a small clearing. On the other side of the clearing, there's a friendly face he can't quite visualize. A little boy, smaller than him, with a lispy little closed-tooth laugh. The boy is always so happy to see him, every time he asks Sabo to come home - but Sabo somehow knows he never means the mansion in Goa.

The first time he had the dream, he obliged. The dream was so vivid - likely because he was comatose after the explosion - and Sabo wanted more than anything to help the little boy. But then he gets closer, and starts noticing oddities. The boys arms are too long, they nearly touch the ground. His smile keeps itching wider and wider, unnaturally wide. His eyes are too wide, it makes something in Sabo falter. Drums play unseen behind the trees, the boy stars laughing but it's different this time, wider even though nothing funny is happening. Sabo froze a meter away from the boy. "Are you okay?" He asked the boy, and his eyes widened impossibly further, glowing yellow, the laughing is so much louder, Sabo takes a step back. But the ground sinks under him and the world twists over him and the boy is all encompassing until-- he woke up.

The second time he dreamed of the forest clearing with the happy and relatively normal-seeming boy, and the boy asked him to come home with him, Sabo said no. He tried to back away further from the thing, his back hit a tree, and the boy's face twisted, his form sank and he seemed even smaller, curled like he was afraid. Sabo smelled the atrid burning before one of the trees on the boy's side of the clearing burst into flames. He yelped, trying to back away from the tree but then another caught fire, and another and another until the boy tried to run to his side, but was knocked down by an invisible wall that split the area in two. He begged Sabo to help him, but Sabo closed his eyes, put his fingers in his ears. He knew it was a trick, knew if he got close to the thing it would be like the first time. Then a gunshot rang out, he heard it clear around his hands, and he opened his eyes to see shock smooth the child's features, paling. The wall dissapeared, and the boy fell forward, a meter away from Sabo, the same distance he was in the first dream, but the boy didn't move, he lay motionless on the ground with a hole in his back.

sabo lays on his back, pouting. "you know, i didn't expect you'd start to ignore me just because you have a cat now." he wants some attention but in his usual fashion, fails to say that... (is the man jealous of his own gift? possible)

It was true, Isuka had become rather attached to the feline - as she had to the Marine. Indeed, she had been cradling the cat against her chest like a mother would hold her baby, off in her own little world until Sabo spoke up.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you jealous?" She teases, looking down at him with an amused smirk. "You brought this upon yourself by sending her to me, you know."

I find it to be bullshit that Ace wouldn't run away when he had runaway from Smoker and it kinda pissed me off that they wouldn't let him live especially when he had a hard time believing he deserved it.

As soon as Ace died I just got so pissed and sad but I was happy that he protected Luffy because Luffy was the most important person in his life.

I just feel that their could've been more for Ace, and that he could've met Sabo and that he could reunite with Otama and Yamato in Wano So he could meet all of Luffy's friends and so we could see why he got the bounty he had. Now I just sit here sad because he is dead. Then again my thing is usually having my favorite character end up dying.

6:18 and this is hilarious

Give me some malk puple

(Jk I want mulk)

This is why Oda made it to where the three never met at the same time- makes sense now

Ann felt relieved that the male wasn’t angry at her. She should had more control over her emotions and outburst than this, but it seemed she still had some way to get there. It was hard for her to suppress her impulses. Smiling lightly apologized, she stood straight up again.

“Yeah, dealing with loses are not easy and I hope you’ll never get to go through the pain of losing someone close to you so sudenly.” Even after all these years her heart ached painfully when thinking of her brother she lost.