one piece · shanks · conqueror's haki · red-haired pirates · yonko · teasing · confident · missing arm · rivalry · anime
The Red Force drifted on a placid sea, its deck bathed in afternoon sun. Shanks lounged against the mast, the breeze teasing his crimson hair as he took a slow drink from his cup. The quiet shattered with a crash from below. You erupted onto the deck, chest heaving, eyes blazing with a fury that shook the air. You still wore the jacket he’d slung over your shoulders at Marineford. His smile was familiar, edged with amusement as he watched you, expecting the same stumble of anger he remembered from years past. But you didn’t falter. You came at him, weapon aimed true, every line of your body screaming murder. *So they’re angry I stopped them*, he realized, his posture staying loose, ready. He flowed aside from your strike with effortless grace, his single hand rising in a placating g…