Sun Devourer | Trafalgar Law

Chapter 08: Sunrise

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(Y/n) tore a piece of paper in half and flung it angrily against the wall of her room. She then vented her frustration by kicking over a pile of books and tossing tools at an unfinished suitcase filled with technological gadgets.

With a deep, exasperated groan, she buried her face in her hands, her nails lightly pressing into her skin without drawing blood. "This is frustrating..." She muttered to herself, expressing her frustration. The idea of leaving her brother behind on the island with the Heart Pirates troubled her greatly, making it impossible for her to concentrate on the technological innovations she was developing for the suitcase.

Exhaling heavily, she took hold of the blueprint for the suitcase, then left her room and headed for the ship's railings. Midnight had already passed, and she hadn't managed to get any proper sleep. The powerful desire to persuade Dante to accompany her was enticing; she wanted to make amends as his elder sister. However, given the looming dangers they faced, she had to resist that urge. She was resolved never to let her young brother become a pirate, knowing it was too risky for someone of his age.

With a heavy sigh, she looked down at the blueprint in her hands, a representation of the advanced technology she had been working on. She knew that her inventions were a testament to her determination to make the world a better place, but she also couldn't ignore her family bonds.

As she stood by the railings, the cool night air gently ruffled her hair, and the moon's soft glow cast a calming light over the ship. The weight of her responsibilities and the conflicting desires in her heart weighed heavily on her shoulders.

(Y/n) sat on the railings, her legs dangling freely in front of her, as she faced the boundless expanse of the ocean. The night air was cool against her skin, and the gentle caress of the ocean breeze was like a soothing touch on her troubled heart, the moonlight cast a gentle glow on her silhouette. The cool ocean breeze caressed her face and ruffled her flowing locks, creating a serene and timeless scene.

With a deep breath, she tore the blueprint into pieces and let them scatter into the night, carried away by the wind. It was a symbolic act, a release of the burden and uncertainty that had been weighing on her. In that moment, she found a measure of peace in the solitude of the open sea.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she put hair strands behind hair and looked up to gaze at the moon, who is silently witnessing her cries, but she suddenly felt a comforting warmth enveloping her shoulders. Turning her gaze, she discovered Law standing beside her, his arm gently encircling her waist to prevent her from falling off the railings.

Law's presence beside her was unexpected, and as (Y/n) let his arm wrap around her waist to ensure her safety, her cheeks were stained with tears, but there was a sense of comfort in his warmth and his silent support.

For a moment, they simply stood there, gazing out at the vast expanse of the ocean together. The moonlight painted a serene picture, and the gentle sounds of the sea filled the air.

"Hey," he began, his voice soft and sincere, "I wanted to apologize for the way I've been handling things lately. I know we have our differences, but I shouldn't have been so harsh."

(Y/n) met his gaze, her expression softening as well. "It's alright, Law. We all have our moments, and I can be stubborn too."

Without a word, Law reached out, his gloved hand brushing a stray strand of hair away from (Y/n)'s face. His touch was gentle, almost tender, a stark contrast to his usual stoicism. (Y/n)'s cheeks flushed with a warm hue as Law's fingers gently caressed her face. Despite her embarrassment, she couldn't help but lean into his touch, her heart quickening at the intimacy of the moment.