Hello everyone! This is my first fanfiction and I hope all of you readers like. Just a warning that there is some OOC. It goes with the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece

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Prologue

"Stalker," a blonde man clad in blue and a top hat said to the raven haired teen next to him.

"Just because I'm watching him doesn't mean I'm a stalker," the teen replied. The duo was sitting on a bench facing a large building that almost rivaled the White House. This house happened to belong to one of the world's most successful business man, Edward Newgate.

"Yeah, because coming to the same place at the same time everyday watching the same person isn't called stalking at all," the man sarcastically replied. "Just give it up Lu, you never could beat me at an argument."

The teen seemed as if he didn't hear him as his eyes settled on a man coming out of the big building. The man was laughing along with two other men, a blonde that looked like he had a pineapple on his head and another man who had his hair sticking up.

"You know, you could just go talk to him instead of sitting here like an idiot," the man said, the boy sighed. Sabo always tried to convince him to go talk to Ace, and he wanted to more than anything. But he couldn't, too many things had happened to talk to his brother now. Ace would never forgive him if he knew the truth. "Well if you're just going to sit here, I'm going to go.

"Where? It's not like you have much else to do."

Anywhere besides here." With that, Sabo walked away, leaving Luffy on his own.

Guess it's time to go, I'm starting to get hungry anyway, he thought. Time to go "home."

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That night….

Luffy lay on a sleeping bag looking at the stars from his "home." Home was a loose way to put where he lived. It was a cave outside the city that consisted of some meat he gained from hunting, his sleeping bag, and a few pairs of clothes. To Luffy, this was all he needed to survive. It didn't matter that he owned a mansion not far from the cave which had comfy beds and actual heat. He had vowed to never return to that house no matter how desperate he was. Memories were there, memories he wanted nothing more than to forget.

One may see this as a horrible predicament for a seventeen year old, but Luffy felt his was all he deserved. Did he ever get lonely? Of course he did. As a matter of fact, Luffy dreamed about living in a house surrounded by people that cared about him. But to him, that is all it was. An unreachable dream he would never receive. He had had it once, until it was harshly taken away from him. Of course he could always go back to Ace and beg him to forgive him, but his shame along with his pride wouldn't allow it.

I'm fine just the way I am. Or so he tried to convince himself as he felt one tear fall down.

Maybe one day….

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At the same time in the city...

A man lay on his large, comfy bed looking at a photo of three kids. His hand reached out to touch it. His hands gently ran over the small raven haired boy that was bright as the sun. The man sighed and withdrew his hand, which tightened into a fist. He looked out the window next to his bed.

Where are you, Lu?

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So, tell me what you all think!