One Piece X Reader Various One Shots

Will I Last [Brook X Reader]

It was that fleeting hour of the day when the moon and sun are high and bright at the same time. Like many things in life, these summer nights filled with celestial beauty wouldn't last much longer. You sat quietly on the roof of the crows nest watching the two celestial bodies cross over each other, unbothered and unfazed in their brief eclipse. The sun now on it's way into the waters as the moon peaked high into the sky, you watched the trade off as pinks turned to purples and deep dark blues, darkness washing over the sea as a sliver of light became all that was left of the sun. As beautiful as it was, it was almost tragic, and damn near a metaphor for life. The beauty of the moment always lost to the darkness, and soon that moment would never come to be.

The sun and the stars never aligned the same way they did in the summer, so all would be lost until the next year came to bring back the snuffed out beauty. Like the sun disappearing beyond the horizon, you too would die out. The difference was you did not know when and you would not come back. The tragic nature of life scared you, but what could you do about it? Nothing. Just simply live another day and hope that the next won't be your last. Lost in these thoughts as you stared up at the sky, you failed to hear the sound of someone approaching you. Your secret spot for thought had been found.

"Hey _______. What are you doing all the way up here?" Brook's voice rang out.

Startling you half to death, you jumped a bit and had to steady yourself with the central pole so you didn't fall. "Good god, a bit of a warning next time please?" You panted, gripping your chest.

"Oop- sorry!" He laughed.

"If the sea doesn't kill me, you surely will." You sighed, giving him a weak smile.

"I'll try not to be your undoing, yoho! But I must say, you've been gone for quite some time now. I saw your silhouette from the library and came to see if it was really you up here. I'm glad to have been correct! I thought you might have gone overboard!" Brook explained, taking a seat next to you.

"Hah, sometimes I expect to end up under the waves. I'm surprised I haven't been yet." You chuckled darkly.

Brook took a moment to watch you, quickly growing concerned. "_______, are you alright? That was oddly dark, even for you."

You scoffed and looked over at him, your eyes pleading a different case than your smile did. "Y'know, as much as I'd like to say yeah, truthfully, I'm not really okay. That's why I've been up here so long. I'm absolutely not okay."

"I guess I made a good call coming up here then. That was blatant. Would you... care to tell me what's up?" He asked.

"Now that I think about it, you're the perfect person to talk to about this problem I'm having. I never actually tried to ask you for help though, because I don't want to be a nuisance. You have other plans though. Talk about being my hero." You laughed nonchalantly.

"Well, I do like to think I have a great gut feeling!" He nodded.

"Yeah. So... God how do I say this..." You sighed, twiddling your thumbs for a moment. "What's it like to die?"

Brook was a little shocked, not expecting that to be your question. "Oh my, _______, what has you wondering that?"

"I dunno... I just think life is getting the better of me." You sighed. "Every day we dive head first into danger, and the amount of times I've come close to death an;t even be counted on all of my fingers. I'm just wondering if I'll last long enough to see everyone's dreams come true. Or...Is it even worth lasting that long at all. Nothing good ever lasts..."

"You... You think about this a lot, don't you?" Brook asked gently.

"Yeah, I do. Almost every day, actually. You've lived through all my fears, so that's why I think you're the best to talk to. Not to unload on you or anything but I'm scared. You've seen your friends die, you felt the grasp of death, and saw the end before inevitably coming back. I wanna know if it's worth lasting though all that pain, or if I should let the world take me now. So that's why I ask you... What's it like to die?" You repeated, tearing up a little as you gazed up at the brightly shining full moon.