And here you go, again. A hint of a tear in his eye as he drew his blade, trying so hard to keep a straight face. You had stayed, while he left. You woke up one day, searching everywhere, he was gone. The second day, the third day, the fourth, the fifth...The days chased one after other and yet, you always got up and searched through the headquarters, and even if you moved to the castle of Dressrosa, you waited for a hour, just to pass the time you'd be searching for him in the headquarters before. But of course it changed. You eventually got over it. In the Donquixote Family, no one can have their hearts warm for long. Either not beating anymore, or not beating for something or someone anymore. And for your case, it was not for him. It was not beating for who had saved you from your loneliness. But he left you behind, he went out with Corazon and never returned...And now, as Doflamingo told you to - with your rage mixing to that - you were lashing at him, as he muttered.

"Fuck...no...this shouldn't be happening..."