Laying the Past to Rest (One Piece WA 2017)

Daisy Days

AN~ did I say weekly updates were back? Sorry I ment semi weekly ;)
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Sanji pov

"How much longer?" I groaned as I attempted to stretch in the small car. Zoro picked me up before the sun rose to take me somewhere special, saying 'it was a secret.'

I was getting really sick of the secret really fast as my patience decline exponentially. "We are almost there, okay."

"Okay." I purred slightly as Zoro ran his hand up and down my leg, keeping his onyx eyes glued on the road. His anxiety radiated as his eyes began to flicked from my to the paved path ahead.

I wanted to ask what was wrong, but I knew he would just dismiss it, and my curiosity would be silences soon enough since whatever mad him tense, was upheld.

           "Here we are." Zoro sighed with a shaky breathe as he parked at the end of a old dirt road before reaching into the backseat to grab a bouquet of flowers that I hadn't noticed before.

          I wanted to ask where we were exactly, but it seemed rude and inappropriate. There was a sense of sacredness to this place, over grown with tall grass and littered with small patches of dandelions.

          We walked in silence for a while, and, for once, I didn't mind. It was nice and tranquil. There was nothing to say since all questions would answered in due time. A smile raised up on my face as my finger tips brushed the new leaves on a ancient looking tree.

"This is my sister, Kuina." Zoro whispered as he knelt under the tree next to a very small gravestone. Carefully, dusting it off with his tanned fingers before placing down the bouquet of Daisies and pink roses.

Kuina Roranoa
A baby bird who never got the chance
to fly.
September 17, 1994- December 23, 2006

I wanted to say something, yet nothing out of the cliche came to mind. No 'I'm sorry for your lose' or 'they knew you loved them' would help, or bring her back.

I did what my mother always did for me. I sat right by him, and drew small circles on his back. The smile he gave me said that's all he wanted, for me to be right there.

"Daisies and pink roses were her favorite." He mumbled, scooting closer to me and I to him. "When I was sad or upset she would pick daisies from the yard and give them to me saying 'it's a daisy day, so smile through it' and I would."

This wasn't about me. I didn't want to say anything because I knew we were here for Zoro to show me a little piece of himself, but one of the most important pieces. It was just to show how far he'd come as a man, but that hardships that shaped him didn't fade away.

"I wish I could have met her."

"No you don't. She would have beat you up." He chuckled nostalgically as tears brimmed his eye. Immediately, Zoro wiped them away.

"Oh, nevermind then." I teased trying to lighten the mood, but also being cursuoulg about this little girl so close to Zoro's heart. "Would she not like me?"

He shook his head 'no'. "She would want to toughen you up, so she'd do her best to beat the shit out of you."

"Did she kick your ass?"