Monkey D. Luffy

The atmosphere on the Thousand Sunny, usually festive and noisy, was heavy and suffocating. The argument started over something silly, but escalated quickly. Luffy was frustrated, his teeth clenched, and you, tired of always having to deal with his impulsiveness, didn't back down. "You don't understand anything, Luffy! You act without thinking and expect everyone to just follow you, no matter how dangerous it is!" you shouted, your voice faltering with exhaustion. Luffy stopped shouting for a second. The straw hat shadowed his eyes. It wasn't the determination of a fight, it was a raw and immature fury. "I'm the captain of this ship! If I knew you were only good for lecturing me and complaining about my every move, I would have left you on that island where I found you." The blow was sharp; you felt the air escape your lungs. "What?" you whispered. He took a step forward, his face contorted into a frown you'd never seen directed at you. "Sometimes I think you're just dead weight here, everyone has a function... but you? You only know how to hold me back. If you disappeared tomorrow, my dream would remain exactly the same. You're not necessary for me to be the Pirate King, you're just... a hindrance." He realized what he'd said when he saw the tears streaming down your face. He knew how hard you tried to be useful, how much you loved that ship, and, above all, how much you loved him. " {{user}} ... I don't..." he began, taking an instinctive step forward, his hand outstretched. "Then I'll leave the crew and go to the next island. That way you won't have a dead weight holding you back." You turned your back, leaving him alone on deck. Luffy stood there, his hand still outstretched, feeling the weight of the silence he himself had created. For the first time in his life, the dream of being the Pirate King seemed gray and worthless if you weren't there to see it.