1 The END of KING

It didn't felt right, burying Luffy. The crew agreed, they were going to burying Luffy beside his grandfather, Monkey D. Garp, and his brother Ace ....but it feels right. He values his freedom most and been confined in earth. He loved sea, adventure, travel and staying in one place is not what defines there captain. So burial in the sea is the only appropriate resting place for there captain

Nami swallowed as she watched the covered coffin sink beneath the water, swallowing and pulling her eyes away. "Of course he would be the first to die." She mumbled, clutching at the rails as if it was the only thing holding her up. "He was always selfish."

Zoro hummed, unlike the rest of the crew, he didn't look away from the coffin. He watched as it sunk beneath the waves, and kept watching intently until he couldn't make it out anymore underneath the stormy water. He didn't chide Usopp and Chopper for crying, even though he knew it wasn't what Luffy would have wanted, it didn't matter anyway, it was raining so hard you could barely see the tears on their faces. "Well, we all knew he wouldn't let any of us die before him." He replied, his fingers curled tightly around Wado's hilt.

"It's not right " Sanji muttered, and Zoro looked at him, his expression staying impassive. Sanji's lips were pressed around a soggy cigarette, and apart from his clenched jaw, he looked emotionless as he stared out at the sea. "He didn't have his hat. It's not right."

"We never did find out what he did with that hat." Robin sighed, and Zoro hummed, turning back to the sea. She was right; one day, on a small, insignificant island in East Blue, Luffy had gone for a wander, and they hadn't seen the Pirate King for 2 weeks. Just when they were about to go searching for him, he came back, his clothes torn and his hat missing. He'd just laughed when his crew worried about him, waving a hand to dismiss the questions and heading onto the Thousand Sunny to sleep for several days.

The Captain hadn't even seemed worried about losing his namesake, although occasionally the crew would catch him reaching for a hat that wasn't there anymore. None of them ever mentioned the flash of disappointment and loss that darted across Luffy's face during these moments.

Zoro turned away from the rails and walked away, hitting Franky around the head as he did so, the cyborg, who'd been sobbing loudly, grumbled at him, dabbing at his eyes. "Stop crying." The Swordsman muttered. "Imagine how he would feel if he saw you now. You'd make him feel like shit."

"Zoro-san..." Brooke started, turning to watch the man. Zoro stopped walking, but didn't turn. "What do we do now?" Zoro didn't answer for a moment, aware of the rest of the crew turning to look at him, and...

Oh. He clenched his teeth together, knuckles white as he gripped Wado's hilt before letting go. Was this how Luffy felt, when they all looked to him? When they felt lost, and their Captain was the only thing they could rely on?

Probably not. Luffy was a born leader, with the uncanny knack of being where he had to be. Zoro sighed, running his hand through his hair.

"We keep going." He replied shortly. "We do what Luffy would have wanted us to do. We travel, and we adventure."

He looked back at the rest of the crew, who exchanged looks. For one brief, heart-stopping moment, he thought the rest of the crew were going to refuse; they were going to go back to their respective homes and give up everything they'd worked so hard for. But then Nami sighed.

"We're probably gonna just end up getting haunted by Luffy if we give up here." She muttered, shaking her head and tucking a long strand of hair behind her ear. After a moment, the rest of the crew nodded, managing small smiles as Chopper and Usopp wiped away the tears. Zoro sighed in silent relief before padding away to head up to the crow's nest. No one followed him, giving the man time and space to mourn their captain in his way, as they got to work on the Thousand Sunny, Luffy's absence a heavyweight on their shoulders.