One Piece: Eustass Kid (One Shots)

Kid x Dead! Reader

I stand out on the deck, watching over the seas as the crew worked hard, trying their hardest not to mess anything up. They didn't want me to throw a fit... especially not in the condition I have been in for the last year. I'm trying my best not to have my mind clouded by thoughts of you, but it was difficult. Not when you've always been by my side since we were children. I don't think I've ever remembered a time that we ever separated.

It's pretty funny though... I used to tell you everyday that you were annoying and I would occasionally tell you to die in a fit of rage, but you'd laugh it off knowing my threats towards you were empty. Of course that would make me angrier, but it was to mask my burning love for you. Back then, when I thought of you, my heart would hurt, yet it was serene... beating as if something might overflow and spew out from my heart. However, I hate to think of you now. The pain in my heart no longer felt serene, it felt as if someone was constantly trying to pierce a knife through it, over and over again. Not wanting to feel that pain, I made your name into a taboo on this ship... I didn't want to hear it, because if I did, I'd probably burst in anger with a follow up of heavy tears. Yet my mind could never shake you off.

Don't get me wrong though... I'm not angry at you. I was angry at myself. Despite my aggressive nature, I had always kept you in my sights, making sure nothing ever hurt you. It was a silent promise I made to myself, to not let a single scratch ever graze against your beautiful skin. But that day--

I balled my fists, feeling the anger surge through me again as I have relived that scene everyday, haunting my very existence. My mind quickly darkening as the pain seeped through, something I have grown accustomed to.

"Kid..."

Your voice rang through my head as I remembered what your expression would look like whenever I had gotten to a certain degree of anger. You'd look at me with such a worried expression that even I couldn't ignore. Not wanting to disappoint you in that sense, I close my eyes, taking in a deep breath and exhaled, trying my hardest to calm myself down. I let my fists unclench and let the fall loosely to my sides. I reopen my eyes and I felt calmer or what I tried to trick my mind into thinking.

Shaking my head, I quickly made my way into the kitchen and grabbed an arm full of sake, hoping to drown myself out of guilt and sadness. The cooks looked at me worriedly, but they didn't dare to utter a word to me. I glare in their direction as they immediately looked in different directions, trying to avoid my deathly eyes. I hold the sake close to me as I make my way to my room, but that was also the direction of your room since I had wanted you near me and away from the crew's sleeping quarters. I was going to try to ignore your room when I walked past it, but my movement slowed down gradually on its own, so there I stood in front of your room.

I reached out towards the doorknob, but I was stopped by a familiar hand. I looked up to stare at the man standing next to me... Killer.

"She wouldn't want you to drink, Kid. Let alone mask her room in the scent of sake." he said in calm matter.

"Tch." I slap his hand off of me and open a bottle of sake, gulping it down as if it were the oxygen I breathed.

Killer watched me and I knew he was looking at me in disappointment. My actions were not one of a captain anymore, I knew that much. I'd just hide away in my room, drinking til I blacked out, trying to forget, yet I always remembered.

"Drinking your sorrows away isn't going to bring her back." he said. "We all miss her, but you're destroying yourself at this point."

"Shut up, I don't know what the hell you're talking about." I say, a hint of anger in my tone.

Killer sighed at my half-assed act on trying to pretend I didn't know what he was talking about.

"It's not your fault she died. (Y/n)-"