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onepieceyaoi100Title: Universes
Rating: K
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Marco/Ace
Topic: In-laws
Universes
He had dreams.
He would open the doors, quietly, because she’d be napping as per habit in the late afternoons, and tip-toe across the hall. A flower vase, perpetually filled with fresh flowers, would sit in his room. A woman’s touch. He wouldn’t have minded.
It made the place feel alive.
Dinner-time’d always be quiet before a man crashed in noisily. She’d toss a spatula fondly at the man’s head, and order at the table would be restored, though never the peace.
Her laugh would have an edge to it. She’d married him after all. It wasn’t just sweet, but full of spice, colour and life. He imagined he’d be as everyone described him to be. Loud, a bit of an ass (a little like him). Larger than life; but, there would be a quality to his voice that Garp’s had only with Luffy.
It would have sounded special.
It did. In his dreams.
In an alternate universe, Ace would have known them.
However, in this reality, his partner, lover, would have no in-laws.
It leads them to this island anyway, where he kneels down and brushes sea-weathered knuckles across the mound of earth, wondering if they felt just like his had. He hopes it does. Just in case she misses him.
He stands.
“Hey, mom.”
In another universe, she would have said hi back.
It is when a hand rests, warm and firm, on the small of his back that Ace realises how desperately he’d wanted to hear her laugh, to hear his stories from him. He grits his teeth and looks away.
The hand on his back shifts, arms encircle his waist and lips press reassurance to his shoulder.
“I’ll take care of him, eh.”
He thinks they would have approved.
In both this universe and the next.
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Rating: K
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Marco/Ace
Topic: In-laws
Universes
He had dreams.
He would open the doors, quietly, because she’d be napping as per habit in the late afternoons, and tip-toe across the hall. A flower vase, perpetually filled with fresh flowers, would sit in his room. A woman’s touch. He wouldn’t have minded.
It made the place feel alive.
Dinner-time’d always be quiet before a man crashed in noisily. She’d toss a spatula fondly at the man’s head, and order at the table would be restored, though never the peace.
Her laugh would have an edge to it. She’d married him after all. It wasn’t just sweet, but full of spice, colour and life. He imagined he’d be as everyone described him to be. Loud, a bit of an ass (a little like him). Larger than life; but, there would be a quality to his voice that Garp’s had only with Luffy.
It would have sounded special.
It did. In his dreams.
In an alternate universe, Ace would have known them.
However, in this reality, his partner, lover, would have no in-laws.
It leads them to this island anyway, where he kneels down and brushes sea-weathered knuckles across the mound of earth, wondering if they felt just like his had. He hopes it does. Just in case she misses him.
He stands.
“Hey, mom.”
In another universe, she would have said hi back.
It is when a hand rests, warm and firm, on the small of his back that Ace realises how desperately he’d wanted to hear her laugh, to hear his stories from him. He grits his teeth and looks away.
The hand on his back shifts, arms encircle his waist and lips press reassurance to his shoulder.
“I’ll take care of him, eh.”
He thinks they would have approved.
In both this universe and the next.
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Date: 2010-01-07 07:05 pm (UTC)You broke my heart with this in such a good way it's magical. it really is.
i think your trying to turn me into even more of a fangirl then I already amn.
this was really nice, I like how you described it and well how ace thinks of it and all. :D
beautifully done my dear.
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Date: 2010-01-07 07:39 pm (UTC)Magical? X) Damn straight it is. It's so magical that my OTP's been married twice in a fortnight. If that's not magic, nothing is. And: Your comments are still as flattering and lovely as always. ~~~~~ *HUGS*
Also, guess who got your card in the mail today? XD YOUR HANDWRITING'S A BILLION TIMES BIGGER THAN MINE. XDDDDDDD
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Date: 2010-01-07 07:44 pm (UTC)LMAO. I've been having difficulty with prompts lately. I think with school starting it sucked my creativity or something. but I don't mind to much. caus eI've got your damn drabbles/stories to feed me and make me happy and flail all over the place and and..
wtf. whtiebeard in an apron. *the realision just struck like lightening* oh man. XD
Haha. XD oh and yeah uhm. suprise. it's not a drawing yet, but I'm working on that but in the mean time I got you some vista/mihawk over at my journal to keep you busy. it's nothing as awsome as your piece but still. LMAO XD
glad my comments are stil flattering and FYI
NO OFFENCE DEAR. CAUSE I LOVE YOUR HANDWRITING BUT XD ANY HANDWRITING HAS TO BE BIGGER THEN YOURS. and still readable. that's a must cause yours is. it's amazing! LMAO. but you got it. I'm so happy *danceS*