Blood, bad language, heavy (?) intimacy, gore.
Male reader. (You can see as gn also)
Continuation of Blood roses 🌹
You breathe fresh air from morning after being attacked, you find problems to sail far from your destroyed ship to search for help. As soon as you put your feet in the sand, you notice the presence.
He is here, hawk eyes are here.
You gasp and look around, a fine island with a castle and many.... ghosts around here, not the spirits or the souls, but all memories and desires that people leave behind when dies. After some walk, you were close to some ruins, nothing new to you, calm, cold, some echoes from the past, and you were alone, not a single alive person nearby. That makes you comfortable in a certain way, at least no enemy, and there was some medicine around ruins and many herbs and roots you could find some use to.
You walked more into the forest, marking some trees and breaking some branches to show you the way back. The echoes were clear; a father talks to her daughter, "and the yellow root, Camblia facinallis, are poisonous, but within 3 grams boiled in salted water can remove the toxins and become an exceptional tea for headaches." The voices fade away. You took some root with you and pass from the next tree You heard the voices, and then your the next one, soon you had enough for your crew to sail safe to some island with a doctor.
You took some time in your walk. Back to the ruins to collect the non perecible med kit, you also found some ammunition, perfect for your guns. "Why not take a rest now? The crazy swordsman must be in the castle at this hour. It's almost night." Also, some stupid idea, "I wanna relax now," you think,"will be shooting those bad fruits. " Soon, you'll realise how bad that mistake was.
After putting all the apples and lemons in a line, you start to draw and shoot the fruits. The ammunition was as new. You were happy, and you lost nothing of your potential, perfect aim, and control of the trigger. "Thanks, I know I'm good." You laughed and wave to the imaginary audience. "Maybe I should show more." You trow several oranges up and shot all at one. One bullet did all the service. That's the one thing you're good for, using guns, don't matter which, if it's blades or pistols, you were born for that.
Were... you were the best, but lose in swords to a man, and never has the courage to touch a sword to fight again. Tears rolled in your " What if someone beats me in shooting? Well, I guess I die then." Maybe it was time to make it. You draw the sword and point to some poor watermelon, you cut in four easily, then cut again each piece in four again.
What should be your next oponente? That pike of tomatoes, each one cut in half in less time than never. Next, the pears, then more oranges and mellons. You feel free.
Free, really free. "So it's it, what you spirits and the man sitting in that stone think about my show?" You stop and analyse every word you just said. What? You look back and lose your breath and colours.
"It was impressive, I must admit. But against a real oponente, what can you do?" He takes his blade on hands. "It seems you think about our last conversation, the one about honour in the battlefield. "
You hold your sword with the dominant hard and draw the pistol with the other. "I think I don't learn nothing. You're strong, ha, more than anyone in the seas, then where is the honour fighting with us? You know it, don't you? You know you can't lose."
"Intersting observation. But I don't see where the fighting fair is not honourable." He prepares Yoru.
"It's just a hunting game for you, not a duel. Moron." You point your pistol to his chest. "Come and I'll hunt you this time."
You shot first, and then he attacked. Hawkeyes send your bullet back, the one you cut easily, but let your chest open to his second hit. You jump back and find the higher ground in some rocks, then try to create a solid plan.
"You are not bad. If at least fight fair." He mocks
"Say the Spanish pimp with a sword bigger than him to none approach you." You mock back and see his expression become harder.
"It's only my strategy to win." He give it back
"And guns are mine!" You shoot him twice.
He just stepped aside and blocked the projectiles as it was nothing. Then, let the left leg free to be cut open. You find that weak point, reload your gun with three more bullets and jump to him cutting high, he defend, and you give several high and low onslaught, two high and one low. So he put you to defend and start his sequence.
So you back to attack when you shot in his eye, and Mihawk needed to defend that haki bullet. You keep your sequence two high to one low.
Except for the last line, one high and two down, the subit change took the swordsman unprepared. He loses a bit of posture to rearrange his defence, but that less than half second was what you expected. You just stuck your gun in his chin and pull the trigger.
"That's for my dead comrades, your... your..." You think a good insult fit that man, but he is perfect. Beautiful, brave, have a good smell, and you think you're starting to like him. "Your cock sucker..." You finish.
He deviates from the bullet. You are speechless.
"I think I can consider a victory to me today."
A sudden pain emerges from your abdomen. He cuts your guts when you come to close. The blood runs from the open wound. You think that's your end. Fall in your knees breathing heavily.
"What happened, little rabit? Weren't you coming to hunt me?" You could hear his joy in that low and sober voice.
"It's not finished yet. Only ends when my blood runs dry, only when my air vanishes." You groan, looking up into Mihawk golden eyes.
"No. Not today." You point your gun to his head. "I'll not let you cut me like that. If I'm going to die, it will be by my terms."
You stand, shaking, but stand. Trow the bag to the swordsman. "Take it to my ship together with my sorrow."
"And what are you doing now, werido? Just accept your defeat. "
"Only dead." You put the gun in your head. "I die by my terms, as I said."
"Don't be silly, I know you used your three bullets before."
"No, I have a least one."
"You don't have. I'll end this bullshit."
He attacks your arm. That was the final chance, you make the aim and shot the last bullet you saved to this moment.
Smell of a different blood, your pistol was cut, and the impact undo the aim, but the projectile found his leg by millimetres. It's not a real injury, but you saw his blood this time.
"I said to you, fool, I would leave this world by my own terms. You lose." You laughed
How sweet is to depart from this life laughing?
I will find my way through the silvery waters..."
You lay in the ground. He sits beside your body.
"So, why was that for?" He questioned.
"For my comrades that died in that ship. They trusted me to be the best."
"And at the end you were, you really was my best fight in a long time, my dear. It's a pity you chose to die here. In another life, we could even have been friends."
"In another life, we could be drinking together, we all. Eating sweet chocolate."
He caresses your face gently as a lover. "If you survive, maybe we can."
"If I survive?" You laughed good. "Look to me. Could I survive with my guts exposed like that?"
"I have a good doctor in the castle."
"No, I'm not. An old friend comes with his crew these days. They have a doctor. "
You close your eyes. "I don't believe. "
"That's ok, you don't need to believe things to them be true." Mihawk runs his fingers through your lips. "People don't need to believe you to you be who you really are. Not everything can be seen by eyes. I have a doctor, you are your best."
You smile and close your eyes. "Am I?" You ask for yourself.
"You take blood from me only with strategy. Be good at things you are born to be. Don't waste your life with the dreams of others."
"I ever lived only for me. That was my mistake."
Mihawk takes you close to him, embracing you softly, and ask. "Wich fruit did you eat?"
"A hito hito no mi anata. I wanted to give it a try. I thought I could be better after all."
Also know as Shin Shin no mi.
"And you found yourself?"
You want to live, but you can't say loud, at the end you finally did it, got your revenge. But at what cost? "I want to live." Fuck that pride.
"Good chose." The swordsman took you and headed to the castle. "You would earn nothing ding here. Just maybe the 'otherside' ."
I think I'll give it a final chapter another day.
