Evening! Yes, I am writing another Ace and Luffy fic but I love them, and this one is not romantic for once hehe! but here we go! Be warned though!

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"Mama?" Tiny hands held up a story book to a woman that sat on her rocking chair knitting a blanket. She smiled as kindly as ever and and set down her knitting needles and the half finished blue blanket and took the yellow book from her eldest sons hands who was beaming through his milk teeth.

Just as he was about to hop onto his Mothers lap he quickly stopped him and rubbed her swollen-looking stomach. "Remember Ace...your Otouto won't like it…" She warned being as kind as possible.

The older boy pouted and settled for plopping himself on the carpeted floor in front of the fire, crossing his legs and folding his arms tightly. The heavily pregnant blond woman sighed lightly and got up from her wooden chair before gripping onto the fire bored then slowly lowered herself down to the floor beside her son. Rouge then opened the story book and began reading to her son who refused to look at her.

Ever since his Mother his mum had gotten pregnant she put all of her attention into having a new baby instead of to him! The four year old Ace, absolutely hated it! His Mother ate strange foods, from plain bread without butter to ridiculously amounts of spicy foods. She always had these weird moods...one second she would cry over the dishes not being washed or if she couldn't find her favourite coat then the next moment she would be in hysterics at a dog peeing on someone's lawn gnome…

Ace remembered the day his dear Mother sat him down at the dinner table and told him he would have a new brother to play with. Honestly...if Ace said he was excited it would be a lie. Everything was normal enough until the young Ace noticed she was getting...fatter and fatter over the the next few months.

"Ace, you and the baby will the sharing your room, is that okay?"

"What!"

That's right, his new Brother had to share a room with him. Take up all his space...cry and complain. He seen it in the movies after all… But his Mother just waved it off and reminded him of their small house. Then she cried herself to sleep that night…

Ace and Rouge only had each other ever since the man of the house left them to fend for themselves. That was no problem to Ace though, the man was a monster in Ace's opinion, the small boy witnessed unforgivable acts from his Father, things he did not want to mention. "Keep the kid, I don't give a damn and you can keep the other one as well you sla-" Ace recalled him yelling after one drunken night.

He never saw that man again.

The boy also recalled his Mother going into depression after the fight. But that was all behind them nine Months ago in fact and they were perfectly happy with each other. Rough worked at a dry cleaners, often working overtime to earn enough for her family. While Ace stayed at a local nursery until his Mother came home from work. Ace loved his Mother. With all his heart and nothing will ever break their relationship.

"Ace mommy's going to be fine you be a good boy and stay with the nurse over th- argh!" Rough was currently being wheeled in a wheelchair into strange smelling room, clutching her stomach in pain. The four year old stood staring wide eyed at his Mother's shivering frame, panting and sweating...in pain. Was..was his brother hurting her?

"Come over here sweety, come with me" A kind nurse took him by the hand and lead him away down the empty hall. His Mother's screams filled the small space making the boy shiver in terror.

The nurse brought him into this small room which had toys for him to play with, but he didn't feel like playing at all. "When is my mom coming back?" He gazed up at the plump nurse with wide curious eyes. The woman did not know where to look, she just smiled and patted his head caringly before moving on behind the nurse's desk. Great just great…

Time slowed down to a stop for Ace, he climbed onto the chair and fell asleep twice out of boredom but worry always woke him up. "Mama…" He wiped his eyes of tears remembering her horrible pained face, struggling to breath.

A few hours later the nurse who pushed Rouge into the weird smelling room came walking into the room looking as pale as a ghost. She walked over to the plump nurse and and whispered something into her ear before they both left. Leaving the boy alone, lost and confused.

Ace was fed up with being left alone at a time like this! So he decided to follow… He wished he didn't…

The small boy crept down the hall and found himself outside of the two large doors, with all his might he pushed them open and peered inside hoping to see his Mama sitting, smiling and laughing like she always did but instead it was something different…. much much more different.

Laying there on the bed looking...stiff. Unmoving and ghostly white.

Unmoving…

Red blotches stained the bottom of the bed. What happened to his Mama? The next thing he heard was a loud, annoying screeching sound almost making him cover his ears. Turning his head he spotted a...small...screeching….bloody...thing kicking while laying on some white table. A nurse began wrapping it in a white blanket tightly before taking it in her arms. Was that his Otouto? It looked more like a zombie….

"What are you doing in here!?" A nurse said, completely shocked. But the young boy did not care, he continued looking at his Mother who still refused to move. Her head was turned away from him something he was thankful for...he wanted to remember the way she was. Smiling and laughing. "Mama…?" The boy stepped closer into the room, wandering over to his Mother's bed. He could feel the tears building up in his eyes with every step. "Mom..?

"Sweety…" The nurse took hold of his am gently and ushered him out the door. Ace didn't protest however instead all he could hear was the crying and screeching of that thing that...clearly killed his Mother. Yes, although Ace did not want to admit it….Rough had died. Passed away. Gone forever. He would never hear her voice again. His Mama was gone, instead a horrible little murdering beast took her place.

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Ace couldn't sleep. He stared at the ceiling of the orphanage where he and his Brother were sent. Ace was forced to share a room with him. No matter what, he would not admit that it was his brother. No he referred to it as him...that was it. Nothing else.

The staff however at the orphanage named him Luffy, for whatever reason. Ace asked them why and they simply said it suited him.

Luffy was currently crying, tiny tears rushed down his cheeks, snot coming out from his tiny button nose. He was two months old and did nothing except cry and baby had a mop of raven dark hair just like him and his useless Father, also Luffy had his dad's eyes. Dark down.

The other kids at the orphanage complained about Luffy's loud crying every night and Ace joined in and begged the staff to move him somewhere else but they refused, bastards.

Luffy was such a stupid brat! Ace refused to tend to him in the night, he let the staff do that but tonight was different. No, he had just woken up from a dream about his Mother. Her smile wide and welcoming as she hugged his tiny body tightly. It was wonderful..

But...

Luffys crying ripped that dream away from him…. The young boy had enough, he jumped up from his bed and stomped over the crib and gripped the blue bars tightly and began shaking the crib as hard as he could. Hoping for Luffy to stop crying. "Shhhh!" Ace threatened the child through his teeth. But Luffy continued to cry, and cry and cry. "I said shut up! Why dont you just..just go away!" Ace raised his voice, prompting the baby to cry harder. "I wish my mama, yes MY Mom was here instead of you!" Ace felt the tears rise into his eyes. "You killed her! You should be locked up in jail somewhere!" The four year old shouted and un-handed the bars before stomping towards the bedroom door and heading out, leaving the crying child in the dark.

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Over the next course of days the caretakers of the staff kept Ace and Luffy apart after that ordeal. Ace was happy. He made friends within the orphanage, he completely forgot about his brother until the day it was let slip that he was up for adoption. It seemed that a family that couldn't have children took a liking to Luffy but not Ace. Huh, the five year old Ace could not care less….

He had his new friend Sabo to keep him company after all. A year later, Luffy was gone from the orphanage..moved on like Ace had. Completely forgetting about the little brother he longed to get rid of. He was gone, forever.

Or so he thought.

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GAH! WHERE ARE THE LINES TO SEPARATE PARAGRAPHS! Never mind...

Anyway what did you think!? Im mean aren't I? Also im sorry if I made Ace a little too crule to Luffy but remember he was four years old and kids don't know any better :/ but I plan to make this a dramatic story as you who find this can tell. But if you excuse me, I have a head ache and its 2am and well...im tired :P

Let me know what you think :3