OP fanfic AceXMarco ::Tears::Marco wandered alone down the lonely path, kicking at the gravel from time to time, he didn't know why he was there but he knew he had to get somewhere, find something, though he didn't know what. He let his eyes sweep across the scenery ahead. The path went for miles into the distance and on both sides there was nought but rocky fields of barren dirt.More Like This
He felt lonely. Like there was no one in the world there for him, like he would never again see another friendly face.
His shoulders slouched a bit more and depression started to seep through his entire being as he watched his feet and he continued to walk.
A soft breeze started blowing from further up the path, seemingly trying to push him back the way he came. It chilled him to the bone, just adding to the lonely feeling spreading though him.
The wind changed direction with a strong gust from behind him. It pushed him forward a step but the thing he noticed above all others was the warmth in the wind, the rapidly increasing warmth.
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"Is he awake?"
"Dunno. Have you tried peeling his eyes open yet?"
"What! That's how I always check!"
"Guys- what's the hold up?"
Firefist blinked himself into awareness, momentarily forgetting where he'd fallen asleep.
"What are you doing here, Jozu?" the second division commander inquired dreamily, not bothering to sit upright until he was convinced the stern face staring down at him from so far above was, in fact, Jozu's and not some figment of a day dream spun on the raft.
"What are you doing here, bro? We've got work to do?"
"Oh," Ace smiled slowly and amiably, resettling himself on the arms crossed behind his head, "I see."
The brim of his hat nearly touched his nose as the infamous headgear was relocated by his arm pillow. In the shadow of the brim, his barely open eyes scanned the expanse of cloud-splotched blue surrounding Jozu only to be pleasantly surprised by two other familiar faces.
"Oh, hey, Izou! Haruta. What's u-"
The end of Ace's sentence was to pe