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“I don’t get it…why in the hell did he do that?!”
Kid slams his fists down onto the desk before him. Little scraps of metal and such scatter to the floor while Kid moves his hands to run into his messy red hair.
“It doesn’t make any sense!”
“Talking to yourself, Kid?”
Kid grumbles as he turns to face Killer who remained at the door frame.
“I’m trying to make sense of something but I can’t. No matter how many times I run over it in my mind or even think up different scenarios where it would benefit him…it doesn’t!”
Killer shakes his head as he enters Kid’s workshop quarters,
“You’re still hung up over Law sewing your arm back together, aren’t you?”
It’s more of a statement than a question as he’s noticed how Kid has been acting differently lately. Well, ever since Kid first ran into Law really but it’s been way more noticeable now.
Kid moves the bandanna over his hair to hold it back before frowning at the same arm that Law recently attached not too long ago.
“It’s bothering me,” Kid confesses as he slowly moves his arm back and flexes his fingers before clenching them into a fist.
It was amazing how Law’s abilities made it where it looked like he never had his arm chopped off and how he could still feel every nerve in his arm all the way down to the tips of his fingers. Ok, so it was cool actually and pretty badass but Kid would never voice that part out loud or it’ll go straight to Law’s head.
Already he can picture Law’s cocky smirk and it riles him up to where he’s slamming his fist back down onto the work desk and things clatter to the floor once more.
“What does he gain from this? An, ‘I owe him’ one? Cause I hate owing people shit.”
Man Kid was getting worked up over this and to others, they would think he’s overreacting but to Killer, he knows there’s more to it.
“You’ve been thinking about him a lot lately,” Killer brings up and Kid growls back at him.
“He’s so mysterious and sassy that it pisses me off that I can’t figure him out!”
Like why in the hell would Law go out of his way to help him when they’re not even allies? They’re enemies and what happened to him would've been the best time to take him out or let him lose his arm entirely. But no, instead that bastard decided to play hero or whatever and put his arm back together and then left like it was nothing.
It just doesn’t make sense because ain’t no way in hell, Kid would’ve done the same for him…ok, so maybe he would’ve thought about it at least---fuck, ok, fine! He probably would’ve done something but only because he would’ve wanted to beat those guy’s’ asses and that’s all. No way would he intervene just to help provide medical aid and rescue him.
God, it’s pissing him off just thinking about how Law basically did save him in a way.
Killer can feel the aura in the room darkening as the alpha was definitely brooding over Law. It was kind of adorable really but good thing Kid can’t see him smiling behind his mask.
“I think we’ve all been cooped up on the ship for too long. How about we make a stop at the next island?” Killer suggests in hopes to lift Kid’s spirits.
Kid perks up at this, “Hmm? Why’s that?”
Killer is unphased as he props himself up against the wall nearby,
“Well, the guys are a little pent up if you know what I mean. Just like how you’re letting some alpha get to you, I’d figure we all needed to blow off some steam at an inn somewhere.”
Kid’s face falls into a look, “Are you insinuating that I’m into alphas?”
Killer shrugs his shoulders, “I don’t know, are you?” He lets out in curiosity, “I’ve never seen you hold interest in anyone before, much less women. Your focus has been on gaining power and finding treasure.”
Kid grumbles with a pout, “I’ve never really had interest in such things. It’s too much of a hassle when I could be using that time for more useful things. Besides, I have my hand, thank you.”
Killer can’t help but tease, “That Law put back on for you.”
Kid growls, raring to go again before he stands up abruptly, “Fine! Find the next closest island and dock at it! I’m tired of wasting my energy on this.”
With that, he storms off, leaving Killer to let out a small sigh as it seems Kid didn’t pick up on the hints he was throwing out there…
“This was a horrible idea, Killer,” Kid blows out some steam as they’re making their way back to the ship.
Killer walks besides him with his arms crossed lightly over his chest,
“Well, the point was for you to stretch your legs and take your mind off of things.”
“And I tried doing that by drinking a cold beer and eating good food. But instead, this fucking alpha thought I wanted a piece of his bitch sitting next to him.”
Kid clicks his tongue as he recalls just chilling in his own space when some omega from across the room kept staring at him. He honestly didn’t notice it until Killer pointed it out and that’s when he made eye contact with the omega. The moment he did, the alpha got pissed and tried to fight him.
“Like what the fuck was his problem?! Alpha, beta, omega, I don’t give no fucks. I was minding my business for once.”
Or it’s because it’s not a certain someone he wants…
Kid is stomping through the crowds like a kid throwing a tantrum and Killer shakes his head fondly,
“Well you were releasing such a strong aura along with your scent. It probably grabbed the omega’s attention and made the alpha feel inferior. Your sheer size and height is intimidating enough.”
“That’s not my problem!” Kid declares as he’s ready to beat someone’s ass from being so pent up.
“What were you thinking about back there?”
“Huh?” Kid stops brooding for a second and looks towards Killer.
“The reason you were lost in your head and giving off those vibes. Someone on your mind again?”
Kid didn’t even have to say it as his expression alone spoke volumes along with the following silence. It took several seconds before Kid could cough out a,
“No one.”
Yep, Trafalgar Law was on his brain again. God, he’s so obvious here that Killer is ready to spell it out for him. But then again, Kid might still be oblivious so it might be best to let him figure it out on his own. Though, Killer isn’t sure the crew or anyone around him would be able to withstand Kid trying to get a grip on his emotions much longer as they keep going out of control. It was kind of cute to think of this being Kid’s first love. He’s sure all these emotions are confusing for Kid who just wants them to go away.
“Can I suggest we go on a hunt for him then? Maybe then you can get the answers you seek.”
Kid goes to say something but stops as the words settle in. As it’s starting to sound like a good idea but where would he even begin to look? They first met each other by fate and then the second time felt like mere coincidence. Or could one say that was fate too? Either way, he never was looking for Law, so actually initiating it, well, that could prove difficult. And might even seem desperate---
“Forget it,” Kid lets out a frustrated noise, “We’ll just keep doing what we’re doing. If Trafalgar is after the same thing, we’ll eventually run into him again I’m sure.”
And then he can beat his ass, figure out how to not owe him anymore and be on his merry way. Maybe then he can stop thinking about those gray eyes, raven hair and tattoos.
“Fucking pretty boy,” Kid mumbles under his breath and Killer fights to hold the teasing.
The two focus on walking forward when they begin to hear a commotion. It makes them stop, looking off further ahead as it unfolds…
Kid’s eyes go wide, his breath hitching as it can’t be. His heart skips a beat before it starts to pound in his chest. His eyes must be deceiving him. He must be sick or something because there’s no way in hell that he’s seeing this right.
“Trafalgar…”
Stupid, he was so stupid. Out of anywhere he could’ve gone, he instinctively had gone here. Instead of going to the Straw hats, he teleported himself here in the last second.
It makes him laugh despite the pain. Stumbling as he tried to stay upright with the sun bearing down on him. Blood dripping as his breath came out in pants, his head barely able to stay upright as he struggles to walk. If it weren't for his sword, he would’ve fallen already but he can’t pass out just yet. Not when he knew the high stakes he was in. Where he could already feel the effects settling in. His mind hazy as he knew when he woke again, things were gonna get majorly complicated from here on out. Wishing he would’ve followed his head instead of his heart, Law knew this could be the end for him. The straw hats would’ve kept him safe for time being but here, this could go south real fast. Especially when one of his secrets would be revealed. Something he’s been keeping a secret that only a very select few knew…
Was it because he reminded him of Corazon? Because of the stupid fur coat and lipstick? Or is that just his excuse as to why he went out of his way to help the poor bastard back then?
Now…now his instincts might’ve sealed his fate for the worst. And yet…he strangely felt relieved when he heard his name being called from that alpha…
“Trafalgar…”
It makes Law stop for a second, struggling to lift his head and show the severity of his situation.
“Eustass-ya…” Law manages to get out, taking a step forward before his body deems it’s ok to let go.
He starts to fall forward but doesn’t hit the ground as someone catches him, lifting him up…
Kid is uneasy as he sits on the edge of the bed and sees Law’s chest slowly rising and falling. A permanent worried scowl on his face as the male was badly beaten up. And from what he could gather, witnesses say he just appeared out of nowhere. Meaning he used his powers to teleport here but why? What happened to his crew? Where was he before? Who did this to him?
He clenches his teeth as he didn’t like to see him like this. Law was a surgeon for crying out loud, he could heal himself so what happened?
“Why me?” Kid asks out loud into the air.
Usually with situations like this, he would care less about the enemy or a stranger. But for some reason when it came to Law, he couldn't help himself. You could say it might’ve pushed him to help out back at the auction house not just so he could show off and have fun, but because something pulled him to do so.
Like what’s so special about this guy anyway? He’s just a pretty face, sick tattoos and a body he could see wrapped around him---
Um what?!
Kid lets out a frustrated noise as he stands up and forces himself to look away from Law. This was too much for him and he blames that fucking scent he keeps picking up on. It’s faint but keeps appearing every now and again. Was it some ointment the doctor back at the island used? Or maybe one of the nurses’ scent got stuck on him. Either way, it kept interfering with Law’s normal scent and messing with his head for some reason. Yeah, ain’t no way he would have such a thought otherwise.
Pfft…besides, Law is in no condition for such activities until he would heal.
Kid made be called sadistic at times but he isn’t into beating people black and blue in the bedroom and fucking an unmoving body. He would like his partner willing and in prime health. But that’s besides the point right now.
Huffing out air, Kid stops at the door frame as he can’t help but glance over his shoulder and back at Law. His alpha instincts are telling him to remain close while Law is in this vulnerable state. With anyone else, Kid would’ve left a long time ago, much less take them onto his ship. Unable to help himself, Kid moves back into the room and drags a chair to the foot of the bed. Facing Law, he sits in the chair that’s facing backwards and leans forward onto his crossed arms. His legs are spread out on each side and Kid has a frown over his features,
“Hurry and wake up, Trafalgar. That way I don’t owe you anymore.”
That way things can go back to normal…right?
Killer walks down the corridor with his hands in his pockets in search of his captain. The rest of the crew didn’t know where he was but Killer had a hunch since Kid hadn’t left Law’s side since finding him yesterday. The moment Law had passed out in his arms, Kid took him to the doctor on the island and demanded they help him. It was a sight to see of Kid being frantic and worried. Seeing how Kid watched them like a hawk in case they tried anything funny due to them being well known pirates. But the doctor and nurses did their job, telling them whoever did this, did more internal damage along with a serious head blow. They were shocked that Law was able to still move like he had and with a huge concussion like so.
The doctor had ordered Law to rest after treating him the best he could and Kid didn’t hesitate to take the male back onto the ship with them when there were no signs of his crew or ship. Kid wouldn’t even let the others say a word about it as he took Law straight to his own bedroom where he deemed the male would be safest.
And that’s where he finds Kid as the alpha had fallen asleep in the chair facing the bed.
What he wasn’t expecting to find was this scent that hit him the moment he opened the door though. It makes him crinkle his nose behind the mask but luckily for him being a beta, it wasn’t so strong to him. He could only imagine how it would affect an alpha though---
Wait, but that would mean---
Killer’s eyes go to the bed, taking in Law who was awake and leaning in close to Kid. His hand had been stretched out, a curious gaze over his face when he stills from hearing Killer’s voice. Finally taking notice of someone entering the room.
“You’re a---” Killer can’t get out all the words as it comes out in shock.
For Law was an alpha. He wasn’t a---
This is when Kid wakes up, eyes slowly opening and focusing on Law just mere inches from him.
“Hmm?” Kid lifts his head, still trying to wake up as he breathes in that sweet scent again.
That scent he had picked up on last night but now it’s stronger, taking over Law’s normal scent.
“Trafalgar?” He calls out, voice deep from sleep.
Law tilts his head to the side, looking at Kid in confusion and curiosity,
“Where am I?”
“You’re on our ship,” Killer answers him as Kid doesn't like how Law was acting.
How this wasn’t like the Law he met those times. There’s no sarcastic remarks being thrown at him. No walls being put up with a middle finger in the air. No banter to start their bickering nor that cocky smirk he found so damn sexy.
Law looks around at the unfamiliar place before looking at Killer and then him. It’s when their eyes lock that Kid knows something isn’t right. That there was more damage done to Law than one could see. One that he wasn’t sure was due to the physical wounds Law had received or someone’s power. But it felt like a huge blow as Law looked at him like a complete stranger,
“Who are you? Where’s Corazon?”
Kid was left speechless while Killer spoke for the both of them,
“Oh hell…”
Looks like Law has amnesia but that’s not all. That was far from all…