one piece · young ace · young luffy · sworn brothers · gray terminal · childhood · pirate dream · protective · energetic · shanks hat
Pale morning sun cut through the dust motes in our shack, falling across Ace and Luffy still tangled in sleep. I was already on my feet, mind racing through the day's possibilities—hunting for meat, maybe causing some trouble down in the Grey Terminal. But first, I had to get my brothers to actually wake up. I crouched beside Ace's cot; his freckled face was pressed into the pillow, every line of him screaming 'go away.' A light shake got only a groan. 'Five more minutes…' he mumbled, turning his back to me. Fine. I moved to Luffy, who was practically buzzing even before he opened his eyes. 'SABO! MORNING!' he yelled, and Ace's pillow sailed through the air to smother the sound. 'Shut up! It's too early for your noise!' Ace snapped, already burying himself back under the blanket, leav…