Pink Carnations (Whitebeard Pirates x F!Child!Reader)

Of butterflies and flowers

Warning!!! : This chapter will be very long, much longer than the ones you've read so far. Thank you so much for reading my story, I appreciate it. Seriously, 1k views? I never thought you guys liked it so much.

And as a thank you, I give you the last chapter of this story. Don't be sad that it's come to an end, as I plan to make a bonus.

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It was snowing outside, Oden first noticed the beautiful crystals that were floating gently. He smiled to himself. (Name) has been waiting a long time for this time of year to roll around again. He went to her room and knocked twice before entering.

"(Name), did you see it's snowing outside?" he asked happily. She was still wrapped in the bed covers with a deep red on her cheeks.

"...ah, Is that it?" she muttered before being hit with a cough. Oden sat on the edge of the bed and placed two fingers to feel the (Color's) neck.

"You probably have a fever..." he muttered to himself, "So how are you feeling? Tired? Nauseous? Hot? Cold?"

"I'm...I'm really tired..." she murmured, Oden gently stroking her hair.

"Go back to sleep then, I'll get you and stupid Thatch some medicine to make some ramen or something." he said. She nodded, but when he turned around, she reached out and grabbed the hem of his shirt. He looked over his shoulder.

"Mm? What is that?"

"I...I have something to tell you...about me being sick...Oden-s-san..."

. . .

"Is she dying?!" Thatch asked in disbelief: "What do you mean, she's dying?"

"Her bone marrow produces abnormal myeloblasts, a type of white blood cell, Acute Myeloid Leukemia. We've taken her to countless specialists and they can't do anything about it. There was a treatment called chemotherapy, but her development is still in the early stages. , so it's very risky to use her. She has a fever now and it's taking an even bigger toll on her body. I don't know how long she has left to live, I imagine." Flora explained calmly.

She stood before the others, looking as serious as ever, but her eyes were among the saddest she'd ever had. Vista, who was also in the room, didn't say a word and just kept his gaze level, even after Flora spoke, he didn't know what else to do.

Was he shocked? Of course he stayed. There was nothing to indicate the fact that she was sick, much less dying. There were injuries, but using her bad manners as an excuse made everyone fall for her lie.

After Flora said goodbye, Thatch and Vista went into the kitchen and found Jozu reading medical documents with Marco looking over her shoulder.

"Cancer, right?" Marco spoke at length: "I certainly didn't expect that. (Name) knew it would happen to her too, Oden had told me."

"Did (Name) know? Well, what did she tell Oden?" asked Thatch.

"She said she didn't tell us because she didn't want us to worry about her. She didn't want us to think she was just another body on a timer. She wanted her and us to be happy with the time, but we spent it all without the thought that we... would like her."

Everything was silent... Fossa, who hadn't uttered a single word the entire time since he learned about (Name's) condition, mockedly sat at the kitchen island, facing away from everyone.

"Of course she would say some shit like that. She always does."

They couldn't disagree with him.