Brothers be united

The proposal

Notes: Did you know that pirates married each other? Oda ignores all this gay reality of piracy. I wanted a story where Sabo and Ace live and are happy, I will one day expand on that reunion. The name of the fanfic comes from a verse of José Hernández's Martín Fierro, an Argentine classic poem in my country, it's part of our history and culture. The translation of the quote is in the epigraph of the story.

Thank you so much to AnnieDeOdair for all the support, ChainedKura for your amazing translations and Noe_Sweetway for loving SaboAce so much.

Thanks for reading. Follow me on tumblr, is daenablackfyre, and soon I'll publish part two with a great party for the wedding of these two.

Bye!

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Let brothers be united,
because that's the first law.
Have a true union in any time that goes,
because if they fight each other,
they get devoured from outside
José Hernández

A loud noise forced him to wake up and nearly made him fall out of bed.

Ace blinked around as he processed where he was. He felt his mouth sticky and tried to remember if he had drunkenly fallen asleep again, which was very likely. His head was spinning and he thought about continuing sleeping a little more. He huddled against his bed thinking that later on he could eat something with his crewmates, drink more, fight, laugh. The same thing they always did.

He tried to go back to sleep, but more roars and screams woke him up again. Ace was usually a very heavy sleeper, but his unconscious always forced him to wake up when there were problems. The sounds he heard were not the normal fights that were happening on the ship.

Intruder.

Catch him.

Kill him!

An intruder? On the ship? Was there some idiot who wanted to sneak into Shirohige's ship on his own? A suicide perhaps.

Ace put on his hat and left the cabin watching how all of his crewmates ran towards the mayhem. He also approached with a smile interested in all the scandal he heard. He trusted the crew and didn't think there was really anything to worry about. Apparently the intruder was strong because many people surrounded him.

Frowning, unable to see anything, he stopped when he felt something strange.

A feeling that left him static in place and unable to move from the impression, almost like an invisible slap that made him feel puzzled.

Haki.

He began to see some of his companions fall to the ground totally unconscious and Ace sighed, because he knew who that Haki belonged to.

What the hell was that jerk doing there?

His body melted into fire and slipped through all the people until he reached him. He heard screams, his crewmates cheering him on, but Ace couldn't understand what they were saying. His focus was on punching the punk in the face. Blond hair danced in the wind as that face turned to Ace. His eyes narrowed as his fire-wrapped fist collided with that haki-wrapped pipe that brought back so many memories of his childhood.

Every muscle in his body tensed as he pulled against him. Because that asshole wouldn't budge and neither would he. Their relationship had always been like that. Every day struggling to see who was stronger. Back then Ace always won, but now that idiot had become too strong and he understood why. The second person in command of the Revolutionary Army cannot be a weak person after all.