#TORAO SHAMBLES!!!!!

[gildedmuse]

Drunk!Law who, anytime he uses his powers, somehow "accidentally" ends up with a lap full of Zoro.

[minniiaa]

LawLu hc - Franky built Luffy captain's quarters that he only uses when Law stays over.

YES. Any in-universe OP fic of mine (and a lot of other fic writers) will most definitely have a captain's quarters that Luffy reserves just for his tired emo babygirl (Law).

Ever since they set sail on the Merry, Luffy has slept in the men's quarters. They didn't have a Captain's Quarters back then because there wasn't enough space but Luffy never cared because he hates sleeping alone.

When he was a kid, he always had Ace and Sabo to sleep with but after Ace left on his journey, Luffy had to sleep by himself and he hated how quiet and cold it was without them. Once he was finally able to travel with his crew, nothing made Luffy happier than being able to sleep with his friends again. Sometimes they even let him cuddle with them at night which is Luffy's favorite thing to do with the people he cares about. When Franky was building the Merry, he offered to build Luffy a captain's quarters but he denied saying that he'd rather sleep with his friends.

Then Law comes aboard after Punk Hazard and Luffy couldn't understand why he would never sleep in the men's quarters with him and instead chose to sleep on the deck in the cold. Law refuses to tell him and it drives Luffy crazy because he wants to cuddle with Law so bad. He tries to go on the deck and snuggle with Law but everytime he does, Law shambles him halfway across the ship with no explanation.

Their relationship progresses into something much different than what Luffy has with his crewmates and after much pestering, he finally gets Law to admit that the two-fold reason why he won't sleep with the rest of the men is that he often has nightmares from his dark past which embarrasses him and he also isn't part of their crew so sleeping with them would make it seem like he's accepting that he's no longer captain of his own ship and just one of their nakama like Luffy claims he us.

Luffy thinks this is ridiculous so he secretly has Franky build him that Captain's Quarters he offered before. Franky does, repurposing a random closet of junk into a small but perfect Captain's Quarters. On the night it's done, Luffy drags Law through the new door that suddenly appeared, shoving him on the bed, crawling in next to him, and wrapping his arms around him so tight that Law can't escape.

Law is not sure if he's most confused as to how this new bedroom just materialized seemingly out of thin air on the day they stopped at a supply island or why Strawhat is now alone in bed with him, nuzzling against his neck and holding him against his body. Luffy declares that it's the Captain's Quarters and he had Franky build it so they could have a room for just the two of them. That way Law doesn't have to worry about his nightmares or what anyone else thinks.

Law points out that it's still the Captain's Quarters and Luffy is the Captain and Luffy snaps back with "Well you're a Captain so that makes it your quarters too. It doesn't say which Captain it belongs to," and Law can't argue with that ridiculous but sound logic that only Luffy could come up with.

Law accepts his fate, relaxing in Luffy's arms, realizing that it's been so long since he was able to just curl up under the blankets with someone else. He feels all warm and fuzzy, not only because Luffy is like a space heater, but also because he realizes his alliance mate did all this just so he could have a space he feels comfortable at night. From that day on, he sleeps with Luffy in their room. It does mortify him when Strawhat tells other people that they sleep together every night but at that point, Luffy's already decided that they're dating and he knows there's nothing he can do.

After Law leaves the crew, the room remains and Luffy only uses it when Law comes to visit him, never allowing anyone else to sleep in 'Him and Torao's room'.

or

Luffy just wanted a room where he could fuck Law nasty so he has Franky build one and suddenly the Captain of the Thousand Sunny has his own personal sex dungeon for him and his boyfriend.

[fairybonesandstardust]

luffy: i made you something (offers law a heartfelt gift he made)

law emotionally stunted: it’s fucking ugly kill yourself

law: SHAMBLES

-

shachi patting law on the back: ok and what did you say?

law sobbing: i told him it was ugly and to kill himself and then i ran away

penguin and bepo:

shachi: ……..sorry captain but i don’t think you can come back from this

law wailing loudly

-

zoro: he said that to you?

sanji shaking his head: and to think i fed him

luffy cackling: torao’s just a little shy

once the straw hats figure the “whole” story. they all just sorta take pity on law, he’s the most pathetic human in existence at this point. nami hugs him and tells him its going to be okay and sanji offers him food ever five minutes and brings him the pretty little drinks just like he does for the girls. zoro offers to let law nap with him (the highest honor on the ship. he’s very warm and comfy) law has no idea what happened

[sweetddwrites]

bath

a drabble i wrote for currynim, rated M

If there was anything Law was grateful for about the Sunny, it was the bath. 

He can’t even remember the last time he had a proper soak, and escaping the chaos of the frankly insane crew he’s traveling with made taking a bath even more appealing. 

He jumped at the opportunity to sneak away from the Straw Hats right after lunch, knowing they’d all be occupied with fishing or playing games, or whatever moronic things they usually get up to. Whatever they decide to do, they’re always equally loud and obnoxious, and while Law is grateful he managed to get them on his side, he can’t help but feel the need to escape after several days of travel.

He misses his crew. He misses the Tang. He misses the solitude of being submerged underwater.

The Straw Hats are the opposite of solitude, and he can never find a single moment of peace amongst them. Especially not when Luffy is around.

Law frowns at the thought of the Straw Hat captain. His presence is strange, almost otherworldly, and Law can’t make sense of him at all. He seems naive, too trusting, but then he’ll show a side of himself that no one expects. He can be serious, silly, emotionally intelligent but also incredibly stupid, and Law just can’t fathom someone like Luffy existing.

He’s never met anyone like him before, and it’s frustrating in more ways than one. He’s not sure why he feels that way, and he tries not to let himself linger on the thought too much.

He doesn’t think he’s ready for whatever the answer might be.

Anyway, he’s getting derailed from what he was supposed to do. He was going to soak in the bath, by himself, and recover himself from the onslaught of extrovertness that’s assaulted him since he stepped foot onto this ship.

He quietly shambles himself into the large bathroom, and he looks around to make sure he’s alone. He is, just like he’d expected. His shoulders slump with relief and he locks the door from the inside before he starts undressing.

He folds his clothes neatly and places them on the bench, and he smiles as he regards the steaming bath. Franky had told him that it’s always filled, and that it has a built-in filtering system to sterilize the water plus negate the effects of the sea on devil fruit users.

Law likes Franky. He’s a smart guy.

With a content sigh, Law slips into the hot water until he’s submerged all the way up to his chin. A lazy smile curls his lips and his eyes flutter shut as his sore muscles get the attention they desperately need. He leans back on the bench and just enjoys it– he doesn’t think, he just exists in the moment and–

“Oh, Torao!”

Law blinks an eye open to see Luffy standing right in his line of sight, completely naked. 

“Didn’t know you were here, shishi!” 

“How’d you even get in here?” Law scowls before averting his eyes and submerging himself further. 

“The lock doesn’t work.” Luffy shrugs before slipping into the water across from Law. “Ahh, isn’t this nice?”

“Yeah, sure,” he mumbles and looks away from the pleased expression on Luffy’s face. Oddly enough, it makes him feel weird.

The bath is big enough for several people to fit, but somehow it feels ridiculously small when Luffy’s in it. He spreads his arms and legs as if he’s attempting to take up as much space as possible, and Law grits his teeth when he feels rubbery toes graze against his own.

He can feel Luffy’s gaze boring into the side of his face, though, and he’s just about to tell the idiot to mind his own business but–

“So, d’ya have tattoos on your dick, too?”

“What? No!”

“Oh.” Luffy purses his lips in disappointment. “Lame.”

“Lame?”

“Yeah, boring.”

“Okay, well, I didn’t ask for your opinion.”

Luffy hums thoughtfully. “I guess you didn’t!”

Law can only glare at the other captain, because what the fuck?

“Hmm.” Luffy cranes his neck and looks down at the water, squinting as if he’s trying to see Law’s cock. “Is it big? It looks pretty big from here.”

“Straw Hat-ya, what the hell are you talking about?” The flush on Law’s cheeks catch him by surprise, and he tries to submerge himself into the water to hide it.

Luffy remains unperturbed, and he opts to slide over to Law’s side of the bath. He crowds close to him, too close, until they’re shoulder to shoulder.

“What are you doing?” Law raises an eyebrow, trying to mask the feeling of being a cornered animal of prey.

He’s not sure what he expects, an answer? An explanation? He sure as hell doesn’t expect a hand grabbing his cock, none too gently either.

“Whoa, it is big!”

“Stop it!” He slaps Luffy’s hand away before moving to the other side of the bath. 

He lets out a shuddering breath, his cheeks practically on fire. He’s never admitting to anyone ever that his cock is half-hard, that Luffy’s shameless sort of curiosity is turning him on.

Luffy pouts at him from across the bath, but his petulance only lasts for a few seconds. A wide grin spreads across his cheeks before he crowds Law’s personal space again, this time deciding to climb into his lap.

Law isn’t sure why he isn’t pushing Luffy off, why he isn't just getting out of the bath and retiring to a random corner of the ship to hide from the pest that is the Straw Hat captain. 

“What’re you doing, Lu– Straw Hat–ya.” Law clears his throat and focuses his gaze on Luffy’s collarbone instead of his face.

“Aww, you almost said it,” Luffy says, a sulking tone to his voice. “Can’t you just call me Luffy?”

“Can't you call me Law?”

“Ah, good point, shishi.” Luffy bites his lip, and Law hates the fact that his eyes automatically trail upwards to follow the movement.

“Can I touch?”

“Why?” Law asks, suddenly annoyed. “Can’t you– can’t you play with your crewmates or something?”

The sharp pang of jealousy that feels like a punch in the gut is something he’ll have to address sooner rather than later. Preferably later.

“Don’t wanna.”

“Why me?” 

“Because I wanna.”

Law rolls his eyes. “That’s a stupid answer.”

“S’not stupid if it’s true!”

“Why do you want to?”

“I don’t know why. I just know I wanna, and that you make me feel weird.”

“Weird?” Law furrows his brow, his hands unbiddenly trailing up Luffy’s soft thighs until they end up on his hips.

Woops, how did that happen? 

“Yeah, like, my stomach feels weird, and then I get hard? S’never happened before, y’know. But I know I wanna touch you, and I want you to touch me too.”

Fuck. Law is so fucked. 

“Yeah? You want me to touch you?”

Luffy nods excitedly, the flush on his cheeks most likely matching Law’s. His pupils are blown wide, and his beautiful, sexy chest heaves with his breaths and–

“Okay,” Law agrees easily, because he’s not insane. 

“Woohoo!” Luffy wraps his arms around Law’s neck and presses closer to him before dipping his head to press a wet kiss against his lips. “Can we do that, too? Kissing?”

Law swallows thickly. “Y-yeah, of course.”

The grin he’s awarded with is practically blinding.

Law is so fucked.

[blacklegsanjiii]

Your Trafalgar!Sanji and Shirohige!Sanji are so amazing 😭💞

I just want to see Law's reaction about how Luffy is (probably) very clingy with Sanji (like, before and AFTER knowing they're dating – i think this little fact would matter a lot in Law's reaction)

Thank you!! Ahhh

I feel like he's probably jealous about how free with touch Luffy is in general but like, Luffy is always constantly asking for food and Sanji is almost always providing for the bottomless pit that is Monkey D. Luffy. Like Luffy fell asleep in Sanji's arms during the escape from WCI and he just loves Sanji for being Sanji. Luffy constantly holding Sanji's hands or hugging him probably doesn't look that weird at first because Luffy hugs and holds everyone on his crew but Law can tell there's something off about it.

After he finds out he is constantly shambling Luffy away at first. Law suddenly gets touchy with Sanji or tells Bepo to go find Sanji or something. Luffy probably thinks it's all a really funny joke until Law is like "okay, obligatory shovel talk" and Luffy is just blinking at him and going "well where's the shovel torao?" And Law sighs and Luffy is just like shrugging and explains that Sanji likes touch and Luffy likes touching him and Sanji's hands are soft and he really, really loves Sanji.

Afterwards Nami is just like "I can't believe you're Sanji's brother and the good one at that" and Law is just like "tf does that mean" and Nami just gestures at him as Kidd laughs in the distance.

[hey-cringelord]

law with the strawhats is so damn funny i'm watching wano & just started w the worst gen fighting kaido and big mom and seeing this 26 yr old brat huffing and puffing over 'taking orders' from luffy and zoro is fucking hilarious

law being soooo serious when he was like 'yo. mugiwara-ya. we gotta talk' & its just him bitching about luffy telling him to shambles the akazaya a floor down to save them. 'i was gonna do that anyway but you made it sound like an order!' you have bigger problems brother there are two emperors on this rock with you!!

zoro running up enma in hand telling 'torao' to shambles him up in front of kaido's mouth ... doing it AGAIN for the one sword style move he pulled & law proceeded to bitch but do it anyway

he's a brat just to be a brat. my brother you are 26 !!!

[nehswritesstuffs]

banish every gaslight; let clarity shine - Part 17

There's... a lot going on here, but in a good way.

Part 1 [FFN/AO3] - Part 2 [FFN/AO3] - Part 3 [FFN/AO3] - Part 4 [FFN/AO3] - Part 5 [FFN/AO3] - Part 6 [FFN/AO3] - Part 7 [FFN/AO3] - Part 8 [FFN/AO3] - Part 9 [FFN/AO3] - Part 10 [FFN/AO3] - Part 11 [FFN/AO3] - Part 12 [FFN/AO3] - Part 13 [FFN/AO3] - Part 14 [FFN/AO3] - Part 15 [FFN/AO3] - Part 16 [FFN/AO3]

Law tries to sacrifice himself to Doflamingo, only for Baby 5 and Lami to have other ideas. [3746 words; AU where there is a Third Corazón, whose existence makes Law’s life hell]

Chaos reigned as the victims of the Birdcage began to realize where their lot truly lied. Random folks were taken over by Doflamingo’s power, killing their friends and family with tears in their eyes and anguished apologies on their lips. Soldiers not being puppeted tried to control the chaos to no avail. It was precisely the sort of chaos that Doflamingo desired—that he craved—and it all became disturbingly clear that this had been his intention all along.

“Shit, we’ve got to move,” Law hissed. He looked over his shoulder and saw the fringes of Luffy’s troupe. “Strawhat-ya, think you can get your minions to make a distraction while I get my sisters to safety?”

“They’re not my minions,” Luffy scowled. Lami and Baby 5 appeared on either side of him, equally irritated.

“We’re not going to step aside and let you do all the dirty work,” Baby 5 pouted.

“We’re not babies,” Lami added.

“Yeah, and the set of us are eleven stars, in case you forgot how to do math,” Law replied. His sisters both avoided eye contact—he had them there. “Lami, you literally just got your memories back—I’m going to need you to hold back for a bit until we’re sure there’s no permanent damage. Strawhat-ya and I are going to take down Doflamingo.”

“…but…!”

“No buts—doctor’s orders. Now don’t make me Shamble you away from here myself.”

“Fine.” Lami glared at Law, who instantly felt cowed. “You better come back.”

“For my sisters? Yeah.” He held open his arms and Lami and Baby 5 both hugged him, the pair holding him tight until suddenly he was gone, pebbles falling where both he and Luffy had been standing. The sisters looked at one another and instantly knew how the other felt.

“We’re not listening to him, are we Bee?” Lami chuckled.

“Since when have we listened to him when he’s being an idiot?” Baby 5 asked. She took a cigarette from her pocket and lit it, sucking in some smoke before exhaling heavily. “Let’s go before anyone too annoying finds us.”

“Yeah—I gotta see what it is I can do now that my memory’s back!” Baby 5 looked at her with slight confusion. “Oh, uh… they say that power is stored in memories…? I might be stronger after all this!”

“You think so?” Baby 5 wondered. Lami shrugged.

“There’s only one way to find out, now isn’t there?”

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

It wasn’t ideal, but Law was more than willing to let Strawhat-ya’s entourage haul ass in his stead if it meant that he got to Doflamingo without getting too tired. Although he had plenty of stamina normally, his abilities being tied to such a thing was a huge downfall in a situation like this, forcing him to rely on others. While normally it was his crew he fell back on, the present company left… much to be desired.

“Don’t think I’ve forgiven you,” Cavendish scoffed, narrowing his eyes at Law. While the Supernova was with Luffy and Kyros on the stronger Ucy, the blond captain was on his trusty horse Farul, heading towards the King’s Plateau in the most beautiful of ways… just ask him.

Law knew better, though. This guy was just weird. Why did he need to keep relying on weird people? Annoying people? Frustrating people? It was getting to be a bit much.

“I don’t care what you have and haven’t done,” Law replied dully. Ucy jumped over a large piece of rubble and it forced Law to hold on to Luffy, as well as Kyros behind him grab onto his shoulders. “Can’t you drive?!”

“You can’t drive a bull, Torao! That’s silly!” Luffy looked back with a wide grin. “Ucy’s doing just fine!”

“That’s what you say.” Movement caught the corner of Law’s eye and he saw Pica’s stone form smacking its arm as it tried to hit the glints of light running up it—Zoro-ya. At least his oddities were being put to good use distracting an Executive… one turned to their side, one distracted, and two to go…

“Where is Miss Lami and Miss Cinca?” Kyros asked lowly. Unease swept over Law; he didn’t like the other man’s tone as he almost whispered in his ear. “I feel an obligation to them; there was so much I could have done for them over the years, yet I missed the opportunity due to my position.”

“They’ve always been nuisances—don’t blame yourself,” Law replied. He could hear Kyros chuckle in response. “Do you have sisters?”

“I have a sister-in-law, and she is a spitfire.”

“Don’t get a second one. I can’t recommend it.”

“It takes better men than us to survive more than one sister,” Kyros laughed. Law couldn’t argue that fact—how he survived the years he spent with both Lami and Baby 5, he had no clue.

“Shishishishi, I don’t have a sister, but I’m sure it’s not too much different from having brothers,” Luffy snickered. “Soon you’ll be able to laugh like that every day! Mingo’s not gonna know what hit him!”

Law hoped he was right—part of his roping Luffy and his crew into everything was to provide a wild card option that even Doflamingo could not anticipate—but would it be enough? There was so much that he couldn’t account for in this hellscape of a country that he was now determined to get his sisters out of, even if it meant the most morbid part of his original plan came to fruition.

Then again, big siblings were supposed to do anything to protect the younger ones, right? All the way down to the wire. Especially big brothers and trouble-making little sisters; then again, if it was so universal of a thing, then Cora-san would have had a much different fate…

No. Nothing about Doflamingo was normal. Things that were supposed to be experienced by everyone—or at the very least understandable to everyone—were beneath him. He couldn’t fathom taking care of a younger sibling if it didn’t work out best for himself in the end… the man’s concept of love was twisted and perverse, ruined by his worldview and the desire to watch everything burn to the ground from the safety of his perch.

If there was anyone who could stop him, Law knew that the list was short and he was towards the top—if not at the top itself—and he was making it his duty to keep it that way.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Baby 5 and Lami had to dodge swarms of citizens and literal bullets before they came across an area they could reasonably catch their breath in. It was—ironically enough—an outdoor training yard, where children played at their favorite games and adults practiced for gladiator tryouts. Now it was deserted in favor of finding the starred bounties before the time limit was up.

“Okay… so… how do we measure how strong you are now?” Baby 5 wondered. Lami fiddled with a punching bag, making sure it and its stand were secure.

“I dunno, but there has to be some way of doing it,” she claimed. “If only Thelma had been more specific about metrics…”

“Thelma…? Who’s Thelma…?”

“The lady who altered my memories,” Lami shrugged. She landed an experimental punch on the bag—nothing out of the ordinary. “She put a copy of herself in my brain to explain what happened if I ever unlocked my memories, saying that power is stored in them somehow. My guess is that she was a nice lady when she wasn’t rewriting people’s brains for money.”

“Oh…” Baby 5 watched her sister land a couple more punches and kicks before a thought came to her. “Since there doesn’t seem to be a way to measure this, let’s just try different fighting techniques. How about Rokushiki? Do you think you can do those now?”

“I can try.” Lami moved away from the punching bag and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. Her instruction in the Six Powers had been so long ago now… could she even do it? She tried to use Shave and instead of moving super-fast, she tripped and fell on her face. “Nope—that’s still a bust.” Baby 5 helped her to her feet, face still scrunched up in thought.

“How about more Haki? You were already pretty good at it.”

“I can try…” Lami went over to one of the practice dummies and coated her fists in Haki. It felt easier than before, at the very least, and she’d take it. She readied one punch and ended up knocking the dummy’s head off before she could even touch it.

Ah… well… shit…

“There they are!” shouted a voice. Baby 5 and Lami both looked towards the entrance to see that there were a few dozen people now entering the training area. They could have taken them out easily, but they were all seemingly random citizens who looked terrified; there was no way they could harm them.

“We don’t want to fight you!” Baby 5 insisted. “Please! We’re trying to figure out a way to stop Doflamingo!”

“You say that, but we know how strong Doflamingo is,” one of the citizens said. “Bringing you to him is our only option.”

“Y-Yeah…” another person said. “We don’t wanna do this… but we have to…”

“You don’t have to do anything,” Lami added. She stepped between Baby 5 and the citizens, coating more of her body in Armament Haki just in case someone made a quick move. “We were part of this mess, so we’re going to help clean it up. Please trust us!”

“Is it true?” someone asked from further back. “Are you not actually Doflamingo’s niece?”

“Yeah!? Are you really related to another one of the Warlords?!”

“What else has been a lie all these years?!”

“We don’t want to do this, but we have to!”

“Why are you worth so many stars?!”

“How come you’re one of the Birdcage targets?!”

“Just turn yourself in!”

“If you plan on cleaning this mess up, then why are you here?!”

All the questions began to pour out, each of them bombarding Lami with not only the questions themselves, but also the raw emotions coming from each of the citizens. Shit… this must have been the Observation side of her Haki having grown more sensitive, as she could feel everything from the group bearing down on her unlike anything she’d felt before. The questions kept coming, and she kept being pressed further down… down… down… down…

“QUIET!”

As she screamed, Lami let out a burst of Haki, hoping that it would help bolster the Armament protecting her from the townsfolk and shore up her Observation against their emotions. Instead it made them collapse, everyone but Baby 5 and a lone teen holding a bat falling unconscious to the ground.

“What the hell…?” Lami wondered aloud. “That was not what I wanted to do…”

“That’s…” Baby 5 looked at the teen and saw that his knees were about to give way underneath him. “Kid! You see that?” He looked at her and nodded shakily. “That was Conqueror’s Haki, just like Doflamingo! Spread the word that Princess Antonia is going to win this!” The teen dropped his bat and ran, which made Lami scowl.

“You shouldn’t’ve done that,” she chided. “Poor kid’s about to piss himself.”

“Think about it: Doflamingo is so confident he’s kept you right where he wants you all these years that he thinks you’re weak. You’re not—that was Conqueror’s. I’m not making it up.”

“It’s just Armament, like when I broke through the memory block.”

“I thought that at first too, but this is a lot more than just Armament.” Baby 5 took Lami by the shoulders and looked up at her, ready to shake her younger sister for emphasis if needed. “You’re strong, Lami… people are naturally drawn to you… that burst of Haki made people pass out… made Sugar pass out…”

“Then what you’re saying is…?” She looked at the unconscious people laying around them, unnerved. “…I can take him down without touching him…?”

“Not alone, but that’s the idea.”

“Do you think Law-nii can do it too?”

“Don’t know; don’t care. If you’re this powerful,” Baby 5 gestured towards the unconscious citizens, “then we need to get you up to wherever Doflamingo is so you can help kick his ass.”

“…but I’m not…”

“Yes, you are! My brother is smart, but my sister is strong! Now if I’m right about this, then you’re likely the only one other than Straw Hat and Law-nii who has a chance at defeating Doflamingo… and frankly I’d put you at the top of that list. You’re able to do something I’ve only seen him do! That’s worth something, isn’t it?”

“I guess…? I don’t know how to control it though…”

“We’ll figure that out on the way,” Baby 5 insisted. “This changes everything!”

Lami really, really hoped she was right. Time was running out and there was only so much they would be able to do when it came to stalling the inevitable.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Law was beginning to rethink his approach to everything as he was attempting to hold his own against Doflamingo. It would have been a bit easier if Trebol wasn’t also there running interference, making it that much harder to actually get close enough to Doflamingo to land a hit. Bad enough he’d already was faked out by decapitating a clone made of string what the actual fuck, but Luffy had also been with him, only to get distracted again, making it so his wild card was so wild he couldn’t even follow a goddamned plan, seas help him.

“Why do you insist on being like this?” Doflamingo pouted mockingly. “I could have given you everything…”

“You keep saying that as though repeating it enough makes it true.”

“It’s worked for Dressrosa and it sure as hell worked for my ancestors,” he claimed. “That’s how politics works; say something loud and long enough and people will eventually believe it.”

“Yeah, and they’ve been shown that you’ve been lying to them this entire time,” Law spat back. He kept looking around in an attempt to find something to buy him some precious time—all he needed was seconds of pure action to enact his plan. The large Room over the Plateau was already up and he was not going to ruin that by acting rashly.

“They were poor before and are rich now; money talks, boy, and most of all it softens people’s opinions of little scamps like myself. Why would they listen to anyone else? Not even their old king will have their ears, because people are willing to overlook war and strife and things not being right as long as they have cash.”

“…and what about the hundreds of Dressrosans you’ve had Sugar turn into toys over the years? I’m sure they won’t be too thrilled by having a few extra beri.”

“Seen for what they are: troublemakers,” Doflamingo replied. “Let them go and the discontent will breed without me. Dressrosa will collapse upon itself and finally get what it deserves after the centuries of being ruled by pretenders.”

“Behehe… they will be the first to fall, won’t they Doffy?” Trebol chuckled.

“They might,” Doflamingo mused, “or they might have to watch the world collapse around me, thinking they’re safe until it finally infects them, where they all turn in on themselves. It all depends on if they disappoint me this afternoon or not.”

Law flexed his fingers; this was going to be difficult. He needed something that would knock both of them off their games—if not off their feet—they were too confident for there to be nothing he could use… wait a moment…! A voice that sounded suspiciously like Cora-san rattled in the back of his brain, reminding him of words he hadn’t genuinely thought of in a long time.

‘The People of the D. are the natural enemies of the gods.’

That was it!

“You don’t know how doomed you are,” Law scoffed, his grin wicked. Trebol looked confused while Doflamingo’s brow knit in irritation.

“You look like you suddenly remembered a big secret,” Doflamingo noted. “What’s so funny that you have to remember it now?”

“You don’t know my whole name.”

Doflamingo’s face went pale.

“…and why would your name be something that important?” Trebol wondered in genuine confusion. Seas, he was stone-stupid. “The name of an orphaned piece of trash means nothing.”

“My sister and I carry names passed down in our family for generations,” Law boasted. Just a little bit and they’d be caught off-guard enough. “My full name is Trafalgar D. Water Law and I am your worst nightmare.”

“A D.? Tch, like that’ll work on us—Doffy…? Doffy, what’s wrong?” Trebol looked at Doflamingo to see that the other man was shaking in an emotion he had never seen in him before.

Donquixote Doflamingo was terrified.

As Trebol began to freak out over Doflamingo’s lack of composure, Law made his move. Not staying in one place long, he switched himself around at almost a lightning pace, slicing through Trebol with the Radio Knife multiple times and piercing Doflamingo’s heart with Injection Shot. Both men collapsed—the former into a bunch of chunks and the latter simply dead. He went back to where he had been standing and dropped the Room—he could finally take a deep breath and relax. It was done…

…or so he thought. Trebol began to chuckle ominously despite his chopped-up state. Law’s eyes slowly crept to Doflamingo, whose body was still as a slight breeze passed over them…

Then, suddenly, Doflamingo’s body jerked; once, twice, and finally a third time brought out a groan from the man. He sat up looking absolutely furious.

“I… I pierced your heart…” Law panicked. He took a step back as Doflamingo stood up. “You should be dead—your heart is in shreds!”

“That was a neat trick, boy, but you should really save that sort of thing for someone who cannot repair their own organs with strings,” Doflamingo spat. He activated his own Devil Fruit ability and trapped Law in his strings. “What do you know about the Will of D.?”

“Only what Cora-san told us,” Law replied. He attempted to keep a cool demeanor, yet it was difficult to with his limbs locked and his fight-or-flight response screaming that he needed to flee.”He knew what we are, but didn’t live long enough to tell us. My parents died before we were old enough to learn what our secret names mean. I’m sure you know… tell me… why are we that terrifying to you?”

“You vermin are no more than the boogeymen of Celestial nurseries, you’ll be loathe to learn,” Doflamingo replied. He twitched a finger and Law’s right arm was sliced off, the string making a clean slice through muscle and bone, allowing the limb to drop to the ground as Law screamed in pain. “Children in Mary Geoise are told that if they’re not good and do the things proper Celestial Dragons do, they’ll be eaten up by the People of the D., their flesh cooked into stews as their bones are gnawed and entrails sewn into wee purses to hold all their teeth. You were nothing more than lies Auntie Teolinda told to strike fear in Rosi’s heart and stoke inspiration in mine. To think of it again took me by surprise, is all.”

Tears stung Law’s eyes as he was consumed by pain, first in his arm, then when Doflamingo landed a solid punch to his stomach, then head. He fell to the ground a crumpled, bloody mess as he reached for his severed arm, cradling it as he attempted to open a Room and fix it. Doflamingo kicked him in the side, knocking him into the dirt. Lifting his leg, the older man’s lip curled in a sneer as he readied to crush his skull like a ripe melon, ending the struggle once and for all.

“Say hello to my idiot brother for me.”

Except, he didn’t stomp on Law’s head. His foot was stopped by another—he looked at the owner and saw it was none other than Lami, glaring at him with all she had.

“Don’t touch my brother,” she snarled. He smirked at that.

“Antonia, my darling, don’t be like that,” he replied. “Naughty children must be punished—you know full-well I’m right.”

“I know full-well that you’re full of it.”

“Lami… don’t…” Law coughed. “Get out of here…”

“Fat chance, Law-nii; it’s our turn to protect you now.” Just as she finished her sentence, Baby 5 came rocketing in from Doflamingo’s left side, snatching Law while using her missile-feet to quickly bring them out of sight. Doflamingo nearly went after them, only for Lami to recapture his attention by letting out a burst of Haki…

...Conqueror’s Haki.

“Well, look at what we have here,” he hissed. “Aren’t you a little too small-time to be using that?” He unleashed his own Conqueror’s Haki, allowing it to clash with the young woman’s, threatening to overtake her. “How’s that for a trick?”

“Don’t you dare!” Doflamingo turned around and saw Luffy standing there, his own Conqueror’s Haki flaring as he fumed. “I wanted to punch out Mingo!”

“Get in line, Straw Hat!” Lami insisted. “My beef with him is bigger than yours!”

“We both have big beef!” Luffy shouted. “And then, when he’s defeated, we’re gonna eat a lot of beef when we party! You hear that, Mingo?!”

“I hear a gaggle of nasty children whining,” Doflamingo stated. “Why don’t I teach you a lesson so that you can learn your place? This is a world for the strong, for the ruthless, for the unyielding, and it has no place for misbehaving children.”

“Strong? Ruthless? Unyielding? It’s a good thing you made me those things.” Lami finally used her foot to push away from Doflamingo, kicking them apart from one another. Luffy tried to punch the Warlord from behind, only for him to hear him moving and dodge, with Luffy and Lami colliding and tangling together as they fell to the ground. By the time Lami was able to extricate herself from the rubbery noodles that served as Luffy’s limbs, Doflamingo already had strings coming from his fingers, ready to fight.

Okay. Maybe this wasn’t the best idea. But it was all they had.

[trafalgarlawfuturewife]

Story -> Trafalgar Law invited you to the prom.

Warning -> Grammar, Mistakes, SFW, Weird, AU island!

Ship -> Y/N x Law

Announcement! -> If you see some mistakes i made please comment it or go to my profile and asked.

Its a beautiful summer and a nice place to stay with mugiwara and Law. You and Law were there because Luffy invited you both to go with them and have fun. Then the waiter let you to follow them to the VIP room and sit in rectangle Its very fancy, Big, Golden, Clean. Everyone(--Zoro, Sanji and Law) eyes turned wide and sparkles. The waiter let us sit and wait for the food to come. While waiting we start chatting.

`Its very nice place, Right nami-san? ´

`Yes y/n! Very! ´

Then you puts your head on the table and start to fall asleep. Suddenly you feel someone is carrying you. You opens your eyes and saw Sanji is carrying you form the back.

`Eh.? Sanji-san? ´

`Oh! your awake y/n-swan~ You miss out the dinner! and Torao is packing some food for you~ ´

`Oh..I see... '

Then you look at the back and saw everyone is walking. Suddenly, everyone saw a blue room. `Shambles! ´ He switched places with Sanji. Sanji were shocked that his back feeling lighter. He looked at the back and you were gone. So he run towards Law.

`What the fuck?! ´

You look at the floor and saw his sword. But the height is tall so you look at the front.

`Captain..? '

He pulls you in front and carrys you like a princess.

`Hello, Princes- ´

Before he finished the sentence you cover his face.

`Shut up. ´

Sanji were pissed by watching both of you being romantic in front of him so he walks slowly and goes to nami and robin.

- Few minutes later~ 😁

They have reach to their room. There is 5 rooms. So mean they have to split in to 2 and share room together.

First room - Luffy and Zoro ;)

Second room - Chopper and Usopp!

Third room - Sanji and Brook.

Forth room - Nami and Robin$

Fifth room - Law and you~

They go to their room and have some rest. Law puts you down at the bed. He pats your head and goes to the bathroom to shower. You stood up and start to walk around the room. You touched everything and how soft the bed...How nice the table and the whole room is...

- 10 minutes later~

Law goes out of the bathroom. You stares at his body with his such a nice tattoo at his body and hand. He walks over to the cabin and opens it. Since its your turn to go to the shower...You stand up and goes to the bathroom straight away. (Then next ofc you know what you do in the bathroom.).

- 13 minutes later!~

You shouted Law name so he goes to you and opens the door slidely a little bit.

`What y/n-ya? ´

`Take for me Captain. ´

He sighs. He goes to the cabin and opens it. He takes your shirt and pass it to you. You takes your shirt and closes the door. You start changing and goes out.

`Haha~ Fresh~ ´

You walk over to the window and look outside. It was beautiful. You look at the sky and it was getting dark so you closes the window and open the aircon. You takes the remote and opens the tv. You jumps the bed and lay down beside Law. You pulls his hand out, hugs his hand. He hugs you back and carry you to the side. You froze like a pillow so he puts his leg on top of you. You turn around and hugs him too. He start to fall asleep while your watching TV.

- 2 hours later~

You look outside and saw its dark already. So, you closes the TV and puts away the remote. You looked at his face that he have fallen asleep for so long. You leans on him and sleep.

- The next day~

You woke up, the room is still dark but only the bathroom light is open. So you sit down. Suddenly, you heard a knock from the door. You stand up and opens the door.

`Good morning y/n! ´

`Luffy? ´

`Yes! Btw where is Torao? ´

`Maybe in the bathroom showering? ´

`Oky! better get ready because we have good news! ´

You nodded and smiles at him. He pats your head and left. You closes the door. The bathroom door opens and saw Law goes out of the bathroom. You goes to the cabin again to take another shirt to wear.

`I heard a knock just now y/n-ya. Who was it? ´

`Oh. It was Luffy! He said we have to be fast because they have good news. ´

Law kept quite and changed. Its your turn to go to the bathroom and shower.

- Duh~ Ofc its 20 minutes later :3

You and Law come out of your own room and goes to the dinner table.

`Hey guys. Whats the good news? ´

Everyone looks at the back to look at you and Law. Sanji stood up and goes to you slowly with his heart shape eyes. But luffy pulls sanji shoulder and him flying to you. He landed on the floor and shows the paper.

`Here! one is yours and one is yours Torao! ´

You and him look through the paper.

`Prom...? It says?... ´

`Yes! Maybe we can celebrate with other people! ´

Luffy smile bright to Them. You start chuckling and accepted. Law looks at you and holds your hand.

`If you accept it...Then will you go to the prom with me? ´

Nami and Robin start laughing. Zoro just look at you both while drinking his sake. Sanji start to become depressed. Chopper, Usopp and Brook start clapping. You look at him and accept him with a big smile. Luffy start clapping and congrats you both.

`Alright guys! lets find some outfit to use for prom! ´

`Eh? Then what about you Luffy? Why dont we invite Boa hancock? ´

`Hmm...Nah its fine! ´

`Hey its not! Prom must have a partner! ´

`Zoro! ´

`NO!!! IT MUST BE GIRL AND BOY LUFFY!! ´

`Oh right. Maybe we can invite Hancock. ´

You start smirking, you let go of law hands and goes to the room and start calling Hancock.

`Yo Hancock. ´

`Yes hun~ ´

`I have good news~ ´

`I wonder what is it~ ´

`That you will be partnering Luffy for prom TONIGHT! ´

She start simping in the Snail telepohone. You start laughing.

`Alright Alright. Get ready for what are you gonna use for tonight. Bye Hancock. ´

`B-bye!!~ ´

You puts the phone down and goes to the kitchen.

`So? What is it? ´

`SHe say yes. ´

Everyone sighs and ignores.

`Ofc she say yes. ´ - All( - Luffy and you. )

`Alright guys! Lets just get ready our outfit. But Nami and Robin lets go shopping~ ´

Nami suddenly hugs you. You pats her head. But then Robin pulls you both outside and start shopping. The boys were just being weird like a statue.

`Im going. ´

Law left to go the his/your room back to find some nice outfit to use for prom. Luffy pulls zoro by force and go to their room to find outfit too. Usopp, Chopper and Brook goes to Usopp/Chopper room. Sanji go solo how sad for him.

- Few minutes later with You,Nami and Robin.

You and them have been walking like an hours already but its only 20 minutes of walking. But suddenly Nami pulls you and Robin to go one of the shop. When ya´ll have got in...It was so big and such a nice dress for prom. You start exploring.

`Hey hey y/n calm down! I will find it for you! A perfect one for you and Torao~ ´

You flushed red all of a sudden.

`Hey were just friends! ´

`Were just friends. Thats what she says. ´

Robin start chuckling and pats you and Nami head.

`Ara, Its time now. You better hurry and try it out. The prom starts at 8pm. ´

You both snapped. When you trys to walk to the other side. Robin pulls your hand and let you to sit down so they can find you a nice dress to fit you.

`Urghh, Why cant i find my own. ´

`No no. Your rare hun. ´

`What! Im not even rare! im a normal perso- ´

Then Nami came up with such a nice dress.

`W-what... Its so ShInNy! ´

`ik is it nice? ´

`Yes! ´

The dress colour is Yellow, White and Some gold( IMAGINE IT! ). You takes the dress and goes to the trying room.

- 1 minutes later.

You go out and shows to Nami and Robin. They start clapping at you softly. Then the counter goes to you.

`Wow, its beautiful it fits you. You wanna buy it? ´

Nami says yes and they brought it. So its Nami and Robin turned.

- Alright alright Lets skip till 8pm.

You goes to the room and opens the shopping that you brought(just open). The boys go to the boys room and change. Nami and Robin is in the bathroom showering. You looks at it. You think that it wont fit on you so you take some rest first before you goes in the bathroom. Nami goes out.

`Hey hun, Are you oky? ´

You sit up.

`Yes Nami-san. ´

`Ah! OKy! SO better get ready your husband is waiting~ ´

You stand up and ignores. But in your heart your exploding(wtf..). Robin got out and smiles at you. You smiles at her back. You went straight to the bathroom.

- Few minutes later

You got out and saw Nami and Robin has changed already. You start smiling.

`Haha! You both look great! Btw who are you going with? ´

Nami sighs. `Ofc its Sanji-san... ´

Robin chuckles. `Ill go with Zoro (no ship.) ´

`Oh- Mkay... ´

So you goes towards the changing room.

`Oh yeah pass me my dress Nami-san! ´

`Alright here it is.´

Nami passes to you. You took it and start wearing it.

- 3 Minutes later.

You got out and turns around. Nami and Robin Smiles at her.

`Cant wait to show it to your future husband!! ´

`his not my future husband!! ´

You fold your hand. Robin and Nami pulls you and goes to the enterance of the prom. WHen you look around. You saw Law. He looks very gentleman and hot-.

`I-is that you Law- I mean Captain- ´

He start smirking and pulls his hand out.

`Shall we my lady? ´

You start blushing and puts your hand over him and start walking in together. Nami and Robin at the back smirking. Then they all come.

Sanji and Nami goes in second.

Zoro puts his hand in the pocket and let Robin outs her hand over him and start walking. Luffy waits for Hancock outside.

`Shes so late!! i cant wait to go in and grab some MEAT! ´

Then she run towards Luffy and hugs him.

`Sorry Darling!~ ´

`Your so slow! ´

She still dosent care and holds his hand. Luffy ignores and rush inside to get his meat. Usopp, Brook uses as a girl (wage hair and dress but inside have his own shirt.) Chopper becomes big and become like a gentleman with 2 `Girls´ With him. When they got in. They start laughing to death. Zoro looks at them.

`What an stupid weird idea is that. ´

Robin start chuckling. Nami and Robin pulls their hand out. Hancock let go of Luffy hand and he start running towards the food. You and Law sit beside together with some random people. Then the girl suddenly appear and holds Law hand. She sit beside him.

`H-hey whats your name? ´

Law looks at you. You look at the hand their holding with such a bad stare. But when you notice that Law is looking at you. You smiled at him like a normal person. Law sighs. He pulls his Hand and sits near to you. He touches your lap.

`Dont be jealous y/n-ya. ´

The girl got jealous and sit at the other side. You holds his hand.

`Alright...I wont be... ´

He smiles at you.

`woah...Romance... ´

You was shocked and look at the back.

`what the hell Usopp,Chopper, Brook. ´

`HAHAHA!!´

They run away when you found out already. You sigh and leans on Law shoulder. He pats your head. The girl stood up and goes to you.

`G-GO AWAY RANDOM WOMAN! HE KNOW ME WELL! ´

Law looks at her.

`Ch, Ignore her y/n-ya. Dont do it worst. Its prom mkay alr. ´

You nodded at him and ignores her. She suddenly, pulls your chair and you falls. Law got angry and glares at her. She apologises and helps you up. The music starts when you stand up. He helps you clean the back of the dress and stand up.

`Your oky now y/n-ya? ´

`Yeah... ´

Law smiles and pulls you. He goes in the middle of the tower and start dancing together. Everyone looks at you both dancing.

`Do you know how to dance y/n-ya? ´

`Maybe...A little... ´

`Alright then. ´

He holds your hips and you got closer to him. You puts your hand around his his neck and start dancing slowly. Then some of the people join too. You and him looks at together and kissed.

`What the- Suddenly did it... ´

`Haha~ You did it with your own Captain...Y/n-ya... ´

You leans on him. He can even feel your heart beat is beating fast. He hugs you back and pats your head.

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-> Thank you so much for reading! I hope you like it.

-> PLease comment how it is and i appreciate it honeybees~

[sashi-ya]

Vampire!Law or werewolf!Law?

Hi, hi! I used to be obsessed with vampires back then. Never seen/read Twilight, though. But still. I didn't know if you wanted something NSFW, so I included some, not that explicit just in case. I hope you like it ♥. I loved the prompt so I'd probably be extending this story, perhaps with more OS someday!.

Vampire! Law x Reader.

Countryside town AU. No gender description. Everybody is 18+. No spoilers. TW: Blood. Slightly hurted animals. Kind of blood play. Soft NSFW. WC: 4.4K AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31552169

Drawing done using a base from: deviantart.com/shadow-bases

It’s a cold night, puffs of steamy air coming out from your mouth as you quickly walk to your parents’ house. The moon shines in between foggy clouds that cover a dark sky. You regret the moment when you accepted going out, plus everything around seems a little threatening. You are used to the city you were living in until now, and somehow forgot the feeling of living in your hometown. But, your old friends wanted to see you, and you couldn’t just say no.

The old town you were born in seemed to have never evolved. Since the day you left your parents’ house and moved to campus in the big city, the town has preserved its own style, the same houses, the same old shops.

Reddish dried leaves crunches under your feet, and some crickets sing in the dark. You grab your phone just to check the hour. 00:00. You are a little bit tired; you’ve been driving the whole day to get there, but even though you were exhausted your old friends insisted on celebrating your comeback to the nest.

You are about to get to your house, when a sudden noise creeps the hell out of you, but you realize it’s just a cute white cat. “Hello kitty, you scared me!”, you say as the little cat comes purring. You crouch and pet it, after all it was too cute to not play with it.

“Bepo… Bepo… where the hell are you?”, you hear a man’s voice that comes closer. “Are you Bepo?”, you ask the little kitten and try to see what his collar says. “Bepo!!, there you are!”, a young man says with a gravelly voice.

“Oh, excuse me!”, you tell him as he comes closer to grab the white ball of fur. “Oh no, it's ok! I was about to go to sleep and I was looking for him. Did you scare her/him/they, Bepo?”, he says, approaching you, bending down and petting the kitten’s head.

The clouds move allowing the moonshine to bathe his face, revealing refined face features. A straight but snub nose, white pale skin, black spiky hair that ends up with sideburns, a goatee, and intense grey eyes with very dark circles were his main features. He was the most handsome man you’ve ever seen in your life so you stay caught on his face for a little while.

A cold breeze blows your hair and somehow a chill runs through your spine, as you hear the sound of wind chimes dancing along on the front porch of a wooden house. “Do you live in this town? I haven’t seen you before… I mean, I’m kind of new into town though…” he says to you with a smile while lifting the cat on his slender, pale and tattooed hands.

You stand up and say “Oh, uhm...I’ve recently graduated so I came back to my parents’ house to work with them, I used to live here, though”. “Oh, I see! Nice to meet you! My name is Law”, he says while extending his hand to you. You hesitate for a second, but then you say “Nice to meet you Law, I’m Y/n”. You shake hands, and realize how cold his skin is, almost as if he was somehow… dead?.

The encounter is disrupted by your dad, who got worried of you not arriving at home and opened the door to see if you were coming. “Y/n! there you are!. Oh, hello young man!, How are you?”, your father says from the front porch. “Goodnight Mr. Y/sn, everything alright! What about you and your wife?” Law says waving at your dad. “She’s inside a little worried for her pancake, that I see you’ve already met!”, your dad tells him while laughing. “Dad… I’m ok, go inside, I’ll be there in a minute”, you say to him, embarrassed.

“Nice to meet you, Law. Have a good night”, you say petting the little cat. “Have a goodnight too, Y/n-ya. I hope I could see you again”, Law says, giving you a side smirk. You nod and walk away.

You flop onto your bed, tired, exhausted. You close your eyes, total darkness until… his eyes… Those crystal grey eyes are the only thing you can see, and then they turn to yellow. And you wake up with a big gasp to the smell of blood.

“What the fuck was that?”, you say, agitated. An orangey sun ray filters from the windows of your teenage years room and hits directly your face. You block the sun with your arm realizing soon it was already morning and today you start working on your old family farm as a vet.

“Good morning little pancakes!!”, your dad greets you, as well as your little brother. Your mum is cooking those delicious breakfasts you used to have when you were younger and you sit on the table, pleased and filled with your family’s love.

The day passes with you meeting all the animals on the farm, you even have to take care of a wounded horse. “Don’t worry Violet, it’s just a little blood, but your leg will be fine”, you say to a black spotted mare that has been jumping on the field and somehow hurt his leg.

At noon, your childhood best friend sends a text telling you that tonight you two should go to “Shambles Bar'' - the one and only bar that has ever been there since you were born - to have fun since it’s Friday. You agree, not because you were a fan of partying but because you missed those old days before you left for uni.

“Leeeeet’s go party like the old timeeees, babeee” your best friend shouts at you while jumping on your bed. “hahaha stop it, you are going to break the bed!!”. You both laugh, get ready and head out.

You pass next to Law’s house and try to see if he is at home, but it seems as if no one is there. “Oi, do you know Law?” you say pointing with your thumb to his house. “Law?”, your best friend asks confused, and continues, “You mean the vampire guy who lives there?, yeah. Why?”. “Vampire guy? what do you mean?” you ask, half confused, half curious. “Haha, the guys call him like this. I mean, have you seen how pale he is? and those dark circles? He looks like he is dead. Plus no one has seen him during the daytime. Ever. But how do you know him?”, she tells you. “Oh, yesterday, his cat, Bepo, came to me. He was looking for the kitty and we happened to talk”, you tell her with a tone that tries to downplay the topic. “Oh, I see. To be honest I don’t even know what he does for a living so I don’t have any more info. Maybe Luffy or Zoro know him, you can ask them tonight”, she says. “Yeah, maybe”, you say and change the topic.

A few drinks after and you and your friends are already dancing to the sound of country music and the humble light system of the old bar, when the same image of those eyes of your dreams flashes before your eyes and a sudden smell of blood hits your nose. You stand still for a moment, scared. “Babe, what is it?”, asks Nami, one of your friends there. “Uh.. n- nothing”, you say confused and keep dancing.

A few seconds later, someone is touching your shoulder from behind. Your friends stand still for a moment with a subtle scared expression, but the touch of that hand felt warm for you, even as if some type of power was running through all of your body.

“Y/n-ya?”, a well-known voice calls you, and you turn around. There he was, Law, “the vampire guy” as your friends call him. “L-Law?”, you say slowly smiling when you see his pale face. “What a coincidence, huh?. I mean the town is not that big…”, he says, and you finish his sentence with a “yeah, and this is the only bar…”. You both laugh and for some seconds your eyes are fixed onto each other’s.

“Oi, Torao! you wanna drink with us?” says Zoro, inviting Law to our table. “Yeah, thanks, Zoro-ya”, he tells him. You all sit and ask waiter Beca to bring you another round of drinks. Law sits next to you.

Sanji, another friend of yours, asks you “You two already know each other?”. “Kind of”, you say laughing a little blushed. “Y/n-ya met Bepo, first!” Law tells your blond friend, laughing.

An old song you and your friends used to dance as “your song” starts playing on the jukebox and you run to the dance floor. You can’t help but gaze at where Law is just to see if he is watching you dance. And he does, he is looking at you, with a smile on his pretty face. Your cheeks turn to red, but you are way grown up to act like a teenager, and decide to invite him to dance. You are driven somehow to him, you don’t really know why, but you are.

“Law, do you wanna dance?”, you tell him, extending your arm as you were calling him to the dancefloor. “You too guys, come here!!” Nami shouts to your friends.

Law stands up and walks to you. Smiling, he incorporates to the circle and starts dancing. He doesn’t dance well, but you just don’t care, you either after all.

A slow song starts to play, romantic also. Robin, another of your friends, tells you that the song is called “I Hear a Symphony”, and that Law should dance with you. You look at her, widening your eyes trying to tell her to stop, but Law grabs one of your hands and tells you “May I have this dance?”. You giggle a little, I mean why is he talking like a prince?, but then you just let yourself go and accept his offer.

The pale guy puts his other hand over your waist and you two start dancing to that pretty melody. For a moment you feel as if you were dancing into a castle, like in another century.

Interlocking your eyes, you start to think that coming back to your hometown wasn’t that bad and somehow you feel as if everything around you disappears. For an instant you believe to see his eyes change colors, from that crystalline grey to an intense brilliant yellowish color, but this time you don’t get scared. You feel attracted more and more to him, as if something invisible was pulling you towards him.

The touch of his hands feels cold, really cold, just like the first time… “is it because it’s almost winter?”, you think. Law is looking at your lips, neck, and something on his expression shows as if he was willing to devour you. And frankly, you too… you lost yourself looking at his mouth, he has it barely open. He has prominent canines that show through the little space in between his lips, and you remember your friend's words “the vampire guy” ...

The slow music is over, and now pop blasts on the bar. The couples part and you all come back to your table. It’s already 2 am, and you all feel exhausted from working all day - except Law, who seems to be really energetic -.

“Well, my dear friends, I’m not a teenager anymore, I think I’m coming back home now”, you inform your friends, to which some of them reply protesting and the others supporting the motion.

“If you want to, I can walk you home. I mean, we are neighbors”, tells you Law. Something inside you says “oh no darling, you are going fast”, but your mouth simply slips a “Oh, thank you, that’d be fine”.

You grab your coat, and head to the door followed by your deadly crush. None of you two say a word the first few steps. Tonight, is even colder than yesterday, but your cheeks are so red, full of blood that you don’t seem to notice the freezing breeze. “He is going to think I’m desperate, like he is the hottest guy I’ve ever met, but still… calm down Y/N”, you say to yourself, while walking thinking about what to say to break the ice.

“The moon looks pretty tonight, doesn’t it?”, he says to you, timidly. You look up to the sky and contemplate a big full moon with reddish tints on its hue. “Oh, I think it is the eclipse they were talking about on tv last night… the “red moon” ...”, you say, but got interrupted by Law, “Yeah, a “blood moon””. The way he said that, felt almost as threatening, but you look at him, and there he is, smiling at you with a friendly face.

You remember you still don’t know shit about him, so you ask him, “Oi, Nami told me you moved into town a few months ago, what did it bring you here?”. He stops for a moment, looking at the ground, but then sketching out a fake smile he tells you, “I got bored from the city, so I moved into the countryside… but to be honest I came mainly because I heard that pumpkin pies here are delicious”. You look at him, because that sounded like a terrible lie but you chose to believe it and when you were about to ask him about what he does for a living, he interrupts you, “Well, it looks like we are already home”. “Oh, yeah, I haven’t noticed, ha-ha”, you say, a little bit annoyed because you wanted to ask him more questions, but mainly sad because the walk was over.

“So… goodnight”, you say to him while fidgeting back and forth with your feet. “Goodnight…” he says. You are both facing each other, and you nor Law are moving. He got his eyes fixed on your lips, and you wish he would just kiss you.

Slowly, little by little, Law approaches his face to yours, closer, closer, until... he stops himself violently. You get scared, but you don’t move a single muscle. “Why… why you… why do you smell like blood?”, he says gasping.

“W-What?”, you ask him confusedly backing up. “You, you smell like blood… have you… your arm…”, he says, snatching your forearm. Suddenly, you remember this morning, you cured Violet, and some blood got spilled on your forearm but you washed the area and took a bath right before going out. “How did you know?”, you ask him.

He remains silent, trying to calm down. “I’m… I’m sorry I have a really sensitive nose”, he says and continues, “Why don’t you go to sleep, we can talk tomorrow, it’s pretty late now. Goodnight”. He says and runs to his house.

You are left there, and for a moment you just can’t process what just happened. “What the fuck, Law?”, you think. A cold shiver on your back announces to you, you should go back home and go to bed. There was no point in staying there.

You snuggle on your bed, still trying to understand but the exhaustion your body felt wins and you fall asleep. Again, those eyes, the smell of blood, the cold touch, you can see, smell, feel it all… “Y/n! pancake!!! wake up!!!”, you hear your dad shouting at you. You open your eyes violently, “What??? What happened dad??”. “The cattle, some… something attacked them…”, he says horrified. “What?” ...

You get dressed and run to the cowshed. A poor steer lays there, he has been attacked by some kind of animal… with fangs, and the poor thing looks like he has lost some blood. Luckily he was still alive, so you helped him instantly.

“Pancakes, what are those wounds on the neck the animal has?”, your dad asks. “To be honest, dad, I don’t know. It looks like some kind of animal has bitten the steer, but didn’t eat it… it looks like… has drunk some of his blood…”, you say to your dad astonished even more than him. “But, what kind of animal could do such a thing?”, he inquiries. “The only ones that could do it are the Desmodontinae, or vampire bats… but they are not typical in this hemisphere…

The incident quickly spread and everyone in town was talking about it. Luckily the animal recovered in a few hours, as the wounds weren’t that bad.

You can’t stop thinking about Law, and quickly you forget about the animal incident. He has been on your mind all morning, “why did he run away?” ... That afternoon you decide to go see if Law is at home, you really need to ask him about last night… Plus, deep inside you are a little bit annoyed, you wanted him to kiss you…

You ring the bell of the wooden house, but there is no answer. Since the blinds were all shut down, you think that he must be at work.

Suddenly little Bepo appears meowing from the backyard. “Hi Bepo!! Is your daddy at home?”, you ask the little cat while ruffling his head fur. The cat rubs on your leg and then walks back to the backyard, so you decide to follow him.

If Law isn’t at home you could perhaps take a look at his patio. You are curious and he represented a mystery you wanted to decode, really bad.

At first you think you’ve seen someone looking at you from one of the windows of the house, but you thought it was just your imagination. You trespass private property.

The patio showed nothing but a bucket on one of the corners, next to an old mossy bench. You follow Bepo, and as you are approaching the metal pail that has something red inside, your phone rings. “God damn!!”, you jump scared. The phone screen shows an unknown number calling, “That’s weird”, you say and pick up. “Hello?”, “Hi!, Y/n-ya, it’s me, Law. I’m sorry to bother you but I wanted to apologize about last night”. Law… LAW! You realize you are still in his yard so you quickly leave the place and start walking home. “Don’t worry, I guess it must be a little intimidating to be with someone that smells like… blood”, you say. A silence takes the call but then Law simply laughs -again, a fake laugh- and tells you that he will call you later to compensate you for last night. You agree and say goodbye.

You close the door behind you leaning over it, gasping. Your heart races. What if he knows you’ve been stalking his house…? “I’m such a creep”, you say to yourself, and go to your room.

You spend the afternoon in your backyard with your mum, October is about to end so the fall season is at its peak. Maple leaves fall from a big tree next to your porch and garnish the patio with its coppery colors.

That night, your parents and brother were invited to a party in the next town, so they won’t come back until the next day. After a hot meal you go to sleep. You haven’t received any messages from Law yet and you wonder if you should text him or just let him do it first. You finally decide that he should be texting you first, so you snuggle in bed and close your eyes. For the third night in a row, you dream with those eyes, with the smell of blood. But, this time it's so intense that you awake instantly in the middle of the night. “Again?”, you say while brushing your hand over your eyes.

Suddenly you hear something knocking on your window… “Law?!”, you say, gasping. He mimics something similar to an “open please”. Your bed is next to the window so you are still sitting there in your pjs, so you stretch to open the window.

“What are you doing here?”, you ask him while helping him to enter. Law sits on the bed and tells you, whispering “I’m sorry, I was missing you, I really, really needed to see you… plus I told you I wanted to compensate for yesterday”.

A subtle light from the moon illuminates half of your faces, and you are speechless. “So, this is how he plans to compensate for running away last night? He is on my bed… he looks so sexy… damn”, you think. But Law starts acting innocently, and begins to ask you about the trophies on your shelves.

You tell him about how good you were at volleyball when you were in high school, and he tells you that he was too. “Where did you take that picture?”, he asks, pointing to an old photo you had pinned on the cork board. “This one?” you say, and when you grab it the side of the paper cuts your finger softly but enough to make some blood sprout. “Ouch!”, you say and you are about to take your finger to your mouth when Law grabs your wrist violently. “L-Law?!! What are you doing?”, you tell him, scared trying to unfasten from his hand. Law doesn’t speak, he starts to tremble, he is breathing fast, he is squeezing your wrist.

“Let me go, Law!” you say, but he doesn’t hear. He is somehow focused on perhaps staying still, trying to avoid something. He suddenly looks at you, his expression resembles a beast, beads of sweat run through his temples. His eyes change from grey to a bright yellow, his pupils dilate. His prominent canines are now true fangs.

Law is salivating, his veins are now visible on his forehead, you can see how his blood pumps faster. You can’t understand what the hell is going on, but for some reason you don’t scream. You concentrate on his eyes, you are able to see a remaining humanity in them, so you are far from scared.

He lets go of your hand, and kneels on the floor. Law is panting soundly; he is fighting against himself. “Calm down”, you say to him. He looks up to you, with tears in his eyes, still emitting guttural sounds. He is surprised to see how your face doesn’t show terror, nor contempt. You don’t know why, but you are even more attracted to him, dangerously attracted. You were willing to let him drink your blood if he wanted to…

With a smirk on your face, you say to him, “Blood is what you want, huh?”. He opens his mouth, and a pair of sharp fangs are shown. He shakes his head, he doesn’t want to hurt you, but he needs you. “I trust you; I know you won’t hurt me. You can drink from me”, you offer him. You know he is able to stop, and somehow everything makes sense. The poor animal this morning, he has just drunk a little blood but didn’t inflict mortal wounds to it. If he was that considerate to an animal, he will probably be with you too. -Or that is what you wanted to believe-.

He swallows, and still trembles and without any warning he pounces on you. Your back hits your bed and he's over you. He fixes his eyes on yours and asks you, "are you sure about this?". "Uhum", you nod. You are so desperate for him, that you probably consider yourself a beast more than him.

Law buries his fingers on your cheeks, and violently moves your head to the side, exposing your neck. You feel a few drops of saliva that falls into your skin from his mouth, and see how he approaches your neck.

He bites you, but even if it hurts, he is drinking your blood from your carotid so subtly, so carefully. A few seconds later, he stops. Some of your warm blood runs from the wound onto your bed.

"T-Thank you…" he says, planting a soft kiss over the little holes on your skin, caressing your hair. "You are welcome", you say, almost naturally as if being bitten by some kind of beast was something you always do.

But suddenly, you start to experience some kind of pressure on your chest, and breathing becomes difficult. Your eyes roll back, and you feel different. You look at him, trying to understand what is going on, and he simply brushes his tattooed hands over your face. "Don't worry, it's normal. You are not going to turn into… me. But, a little bit of me runs through your veins now…". He says, brushing his hand over his mouth trying to clean the mess your vital fluid has left on his lips.

You are not worried about becoming into a vampire or whatever the hell he is, but because you are experiencing a strong need to touch him, to kiss him, to fuck him. "Kiss me", you command him.

He looks at you, still settled over your body and your lips meet. His tongue invades your mouth, and you can taste the metallic rests of your blood on his mouth.

Without separating your mouths helps you take off your white -blood stained- shirt and then you do the same with him. His torso shows a big design inked on his skin, and a few wounds.

His fangs subtly scrape your skin, from your neck, to your chest, lower through your stomach. He spreads your legs with his strong arms, and softly but enough to leave some marks, bites the skin of your inner thighs. The feeling of those fangs softly ripping the first layers of your skin made yourself squirm in pleasure.

His yellow eyes fix on yours, and now he is devouring your sex. You throw your head back and surrender to his skilled tongue movements. What follows next is an extremely hard pounding session, that leaves you trembling, exhausted, sore… but satisfied.

Since then, every night you let him slowly drink you up, drop by drop, giving to him a bit of your life every time. Your eyes slowly changed colors, first a little patch of yellow, then half of your right iris…

A deadly, dangerous attraction, that won’t last forever… or maybe, if you decide to let everything aside and turn into a full vampire like him… who knows? maybe your obsessive love for him would end up changing your life… forever. ♥

[chenziee]

The (s)we(e)t taste of revenge

[Read on AO3 or below the cut]

This terrible idea wouldn’t leave me alone all week so now I’m subjecting you to it, too. Enjoy Usopp Suffering™ because LawLu and ZoSan think they’re oh so very subtle :)

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Usopp startled awake in his bunk at the loud bang that came from somewhere a bit too close for comfort. At first, he thought there was an attack, a navy or pirate raid, or maybe even seakings. He was already half-way out of bed with Kabuto in hand when he noticed the badly muffled moans that followed.

Of course.

Of fucking course. No pun intended.

Usopp let go of his weapon and fell back in his bed, burying his head in the soft pillow and praying for patience not to murder the love sick assholes who never paid absolutely any regard to anyone or anything around—mostly the poor people like Usopp who always had to suffer through their… escapades. And Usopp was getting really fucking tired of it. Why couldn’t all couples be like Franky and Robin, who had the basic human decency to keep their private time private? It’s always Toraooo this and Straw Hat-ya that or ‘bleed out for all I care, Mr Nosebleed’ and ‘awww don’t be so jealous, Marimo’ followed by make outs and cuddling and flirting and sex.

When another, louder moan came, Usopp groaned quietly, cursing Brook’s snoring which only managed to irk him more. Of course the skeleton could sleep though this without issue and had to rub the fact in his face. He really was alone in this hell, wasn’t he?

Turing around, he tried to cover his ears with his pillow. It didn’t help. Did he have any earplugs? Franky definitely had some. But could he get them without alerting those two to him being awake? Because that would be awkward.

...Actually, why should he care? Rude awakenings asked for rude solutions.

Mind made up, he glared at Luffy’s bunk above him. He took a deep breath, mentally preparing himself before he delivered a swift, not so gentle kick to the bottom of it.

Immediately, Luffy cried out in protest, “What the hell, Usopp?!”

Usopp frowned, giving Luffy a dirty look when his head popped out from above. Then he sighed again. No point getting annoyed at Luffy of all people. “Torao, I know you’re up there,” he said flatly instead.

At his words, Luffy’s expression turned to surprised, then embarrassed, until settling on defensive. It took him a moment but then he finally replied, “Torao’s not here.”

Usopp rolled his eyes. When would Luffy learn that he really, really couldn’t lie? Plus these were bunk beds. Ship bunk beds. Really just wooden hammocks. Did this idiot of a captain honestly think a body materializing out of nowhere would not be felt by the person below?

Deciding to ignore Luffy, Usopp instead gave the upper bunk another kick, this time making sure he hit the side where Torao seemed to be. “Stop ignoring me, you ass.”

“What do you want,” Torao snapped finally, sounding as pissed off as Usopp had ever heard him.

“Do you mind?” Usopp said, suddenly so very tired.

There was a pause before Torao replied, a single ‘What?’ full of obvious confusion.

Usopp didn’t answer, simply stared at the bottom of Luffy’s bunk with a blank expression, hoping Torao would telepathically understand how very unimpressed Usopp was in that moment.

The silence hung over the room only for a moment.

“Mm, cook.”

“Z-Zoro, fuck, ahh…”

A beat passed.

“Oh fuck no,” Torao growled, now just as annoyed as Usopp himself was; maybe even more so. “Room. Shambles.” Okay, yeah, there clearly was some disgust in that tone.

Which Usopp guessed made sense, considering the horror that had spread on Torao’s face when Zoro had asked the captain couple about their sex life—god knows what compelled him to do so—and the obvioius relief that replaced it when Luffy had asked what sex was. When Zoro laughed and went to explain, Torao cut him off and said it was something boring that Luffy didn’t want to know more about and that was the end of it. Only the next morning, Zoro had woken up without his dick.

It was a weird exchange with an even weirder—if funny for those who were not Zoro—result and no one had dared to breach the topic ever again.

But well, it wasn’t like Usopp was complaining about Torao’s and Luffy’s refusal to even think about sex. Them rubbing how happy they were in Usopp’s face was bad enough. Every time he found them sleeping on the deck together using Bepo as a pillow, every time he heard Luffy call Torao’s name before jumping on his back, every time he saw them hold hands as they flirted all cutely, and every goddamned time Torao used his power to quietly teleport himself into Luffy’s bed... it made Usopp’s heart ache.

He knew his place was right here. He belonged on the Thousand Sunny, under the Jolly Roger proudly donning its straw hat, chasing his dream of becoming a brave warrior of the sea. He knew he didn’t make a mistake leaving but that didn’t stop him from wishing Kaya was there.

He missed her; he missed her so much it was almost unbearable and despite being able to pretend it was alright most of the time, watching Torao melt with every smile Luffy threw his way really wasn’t helping.

Yet, it was still better than what Zoro and Sanji kept subjecting him to, and if he were to choose one thing Torao was good to have around for, it was this.

Every time Zoro and Sanji would start fighting, Torao would dump some water on them before it could turn too heated. He would move them out of his way and to the other side of the ship whenever walking in on them making out in the kitchen, and Usopp had to say the enraged, embarrassed screams were so worth waiting for Torao to be the fist one to walk in during meal time, just to be safe.

“What just happened? Were Zoro and Sanji fighting again? What did you do?” Luffy disappeared from Usopp's view as he turned back to Torao, firing one frantic question after the other at him.

Bless his innocent little heart. Sometimes, Usopp wished he, too, had no idea what those two were doing on the literal other side of the wall. How very discreet of them, Usopp thought, even his inner voice dripping in sarcasm.

“Don’t worry about it,” Torao said and, judging by Luffy’s surprised yelp and the swaying of the bunk bed, he pulled Luffy back down to him so they could snuggle.

Usopp really hated them sometimes.

But it wasn’t like he was in any place to get all bitter right now, so he simply rolled his eyes, trying not to let any other feelings except gratefulness show in his voice when he thanked Torao.

Before the man could reply, the door to the boys’ room burst open. When Usopp turned to look, he wasn’t surprised to see Sanji standing there, pure anger in his eyes, hair and clothes a complete mess. What was strange, however, was that he was dripping wet. Head to toe. Like he just took a swim in the ocean.

“I’ll fucking get you for this,” he hissed, stomping over to his locker to change his wet clothes.

Torao huffed, shooting back, “I’d love to see you try.” There was a smirk even audible in his voice.

“Why are you so wet?” Luffy asked then, and Usopp had to stifle a laugh at how oblivious he could be.

“Because someone thought it was a great idea to dump me in the goddamned aquarium,” Sanji snapped.

Usopp couldn’t help it. He couldn’t stop the laughter from bursting out and he didn’t even care if Sanji and Zoro would be out for his blood now, too. It was too funny, too amazing, and so much better than what he had hoped for.

“You’ll both learn not to piss off a cook, you assholes,” Sanji growled in response.

And Usopp… Usopp only laughed harder.

[gildedmuse]

[Top credit to @jhaernyl. Who knows of I would even write without her. She is one of the singule kindest, kniwst individuals I know. And I love her for both]

So, we have a problem..

A lot of time I see cute art and I can't HELP being inspired and want to write fic about it, or at least a ficlet. It's kind of a lot of my writing these days, it's helping me get back in the habit. But you can't just post art without proper credit!

(Speaking of which @jhaernyl for writing inspo.)

So what I'm do is post a link to a random site. And if it HAPPENS to remind you of the story I guess that's that.

Exactly like this.

[Gonna credit Sam Elias, if that's wrong please let me know. I'd hate to wrongly credit this random and unrelated art]

Idea:

College Law after his high school boyfriend moves in with him

Law: *20 year old starting his med degree working full time and trying to get an internship all at the same time*

Zoro: *15 and shows up at Law's door with one bag and three swords* Torao! *Throws himself into Law's arms*

Official Boyfriend

Law: Z-Zoro-ya? What are you doing here? *Glancing at his calendar. It's not Northerntide yet is it? He's been studying but he hasn't been THAT out of it*

Zoro: *Snickers* That's still a month off, idiot.

Zoro: *walks in to Law's apartment, perfectly comfortable* I just wanted to come and see you. Wow, your place is a mess.

Law: O-oh. *Blushing, moving to quick to stuff a.... Err.... Medical work out magazine under a pillow. Shambling some books onto his bed, tossing his jacket over the mess on his chair* I guess I haven't had many guest lately. Oh! *Looks down, surprised to suddenly have Zoro smiling up right next to him*

Zoro: Well now you have one. You're welcome!

Law: *Gives in, finally smiling softly down at Zoro* Yeah, I do. *Kissing the tip of his nose* My favorite guest, In fact.

Zoro: *snorts, punching Law's arm, but gently* You just told me I was your ONLY guest, flirt.

Law: *chuckle* But still my favorite.

Zoro: *standing there, up on his toes, staring up at Law all expectedly*

Law: *ruffles his hair* Right. Let me get you a warm drink.

Not what Zoro wanted, but he'll take it.

—🧡—

Technically, Zoro and Law have been "dating" since Zoro was 12/13 and Law was 17/18. Law wouldn't say it was dating. He would say he was acting as Zoro's uchidachi while also helping to tutor the boy so he'd be ready for his Third Level Exams - that's for students moving from Second Levels (11-14 year olds) into their third and final level of basic education (15-18) - but seeing as they were both orphans and both lived at the dojo (the North doesn't have "orphanages" as such. Its far more effective to send kids into some sort of school. Not for general education but for something like a vocation or else a specialty like a Dojo or a Theater or a Companion House) and since Law was both his uchidachi and his tutor and one of the oldest kids at the dojo, they ended up spending so much time together that Zoro decided it was dating.

When Law turned 18 he had to move out of the dojo, even though he was still finishing his final year of third level (the last two years are only for higher level students who are likely to go into universities. Law had earned a scholarship to the North Blue Marine Academy, so he was staying all three years, but the dojo only has so many rooms, and at 18, regardless of the situation, you had to go.) Law "rented" a room with his mentor, the one at the Academy who had recruited Law and even secured him a spot in the competitive medical school - under the stipulation that Law maintains his grades of course - so he was able to focus on his school.

However, he felt he needed at least a part time job. And while Law MAY have been the occasional problem back at the dojo, the Sensei did like to hold him up as an example to the other students as what they could achieve if they put their nose to the grindstone and followed all the rules.

Also, Donquixote Rosinate was a big donor and Law's mentor and no one wanted to upset Rosinate-san. So they hired him on part time as a assistant to the sensei which, at least the students liked him

But Zoro liked him MORE and so he was sure to establish that he was still Law's shadachi which Law ensured him that, yes, while he might be the assistant sensei for the whole class, he was only Zoro-ya's uchidachi which Zoro was very, very happy to hear.

So then, just to make sure, he checked that he was still Torao's only boyfriend.

That was.... More complicated.

"Why? Because you sometimes see other people? I don't care, so long as I'm your only OFFICIAL BOYFRIEND."

"Zoro-ya, you can't be my official boyfriend. You can't be my boyfriend at all. You're only 12!"

"Well, yeah, but I'll be 13 in less than a month! All the other 13 year olds have boyfriends or girlfriends."

"But not ones who are 18."

"That's not true. Baby's is 37!"

Law has nearly choked. He also made sure to tell one of the Sensei immediately, and was politely told to mind his own business.

Zoro remained very persistent. "Please. We don't have to DO anything. I just want to have you as my boyfriend."

And Law did notice all the other 13 year olds had dates. Zoro was from the east, he got brought up here by *accident*. And he really didn't seem to want to do anything other than talk about kendo and hang out with Law and maybe sometimes fall asleep on his shoulder, but those are all things he'd done before. So when he was 13, Law finally gave in and said, okay, they could be "official" boyfriends, but he couldn't tell any of yhe kids at the dojo. It would make it seem like Law was playing favorites and dating students is wrong, anyway, he explained.

Zoro had gone all pink and punched the air. "Yes! Torao, I'll be the BEST official boyfriend ever, I promise!"

And maybe it's just that Law had only ever had the two "official" boyfriend and one girlfriend ever and none of them had been that great at just, like, being *people* never mind dates, but honestly, Zoro-ya probably was the best. At least in Law's experience.

He didn't talk about it, not at the dojo but at also at school, at least as far as Law could tell. He never asked for anything or expected Law to do anything for him. He didn't mind when sometimes kids would tease Law because somehow they always seemed to know when he'd been with someone, because as far as Zoro was concerned it was like how Law was everyone's assistant but only HIS uchidachi. That's what made him official.

He didn't constantly follow Law around or want to talk to him all the time; well, no more than he had before. He never cried or pouted because Law wasn't giving him enough attention or started a fight just because he fault like being angry.

Well, he started fights, just not with Law, and they were all physical anyway so that was fine.

No, he was pretty much the same kid he'd always been expect that sometimes he'd scoot just a bit closer to Laa, and occasionally he'd sneak giving him this look, but that was fine. Oh, and for couple's day he'd gone and got Law a gift.

Of course, he didn't have any money, but he knew Law was busy with school and his job and his Academy Entranve Exams AND being his Official Boyfriend, so Zoro had snuck out and borrowed Kikoku - Law's Nodachi and one of his few possessions left from his parents - And he took his best oil and traded away part of his super for the best rice paper he could and he even managed to find his way to where Law was staying (that's had been the plan, at least..... In the end, he wound up at the Marine station, but that worked out all the same) and he spoke with Law's Corazon and explained what he needed. Law said if there was every anything that Zoro really, really needed or any kind of an emergency, he should go to Corazon. Zoro knew this wasn't an emergency, but he did think it was really, really important so he put together his best clothes and brushed his hair and practiced all his formal language just to ask this one favor.

It turns out, Corazon was really cool and so impressed with Zoro's presentation that not only did he agree, he took him down to the store himself and he let Zoro pick out the Sageo he thought Law would like best (within reason).

Zoro had selected a bright red one because that way it was like blood and Torao was going to be a doctor, so he'd probably be around a lot of blood and this was if any was on his hands it wouldn't show. Plus it looked really cool. Way more scary and also fancy than the worn out, threadbare and dirty white one that Law was using.

Corazon let him come back to the house so he could work while Law was at class (he forgot to ask why Zoro wasn't at class himself, he was so delighted to have this adorable and determined child who wanted to make a gift for his uchidachi. He didn't even bother to tell him that wasn't how Couple's Day works up North. He just made Zoro some snacks, said he had to go back to work but he could call if anything happened and help himself to anything in the kitchen and let the boy work.

When Law came home after his study group he found Zoro curled up on the floor next to the couch, Corazon's marine coat draped over him like a blanket. On the table was a note where Corazon explained all about Zoro coming down to the marine office and asking Corazon if he would help him buy a gift for Law and how he'd come back and spent all day working on polishing Kikoku and then rewrapping the saya with the hanging cord which according to Corazon he'd only needed two tries to do which seemed very impressive for such a young boy. He'd also run in the second he'd heard Corazon scream with his own katana drawn, ready to attack, and once he saw it was just Corazon on fire from the stove he helped him put both out.

Corazon had wanted to offer him dinner, but by the time he'd come in the boy had be sprawled out on the floor snoring. The note finished that he's had to leave - no reason which Law has figured out means it's secret marine business - but dinner was in the fridge. Be sure his young friend gets home safe and oh you may want to change his bandages before he goes.

That part was confusing to say the least, so Law goes and he gently prods Zoro awake. The boy yawns and sits up, holding out Kikoku for Law's approval.

The sword was beautiful. He also noticed Zoro's littke hands covered in bandages. Kikoku was a cursed blade and Zoro-ya is stranger, it makes sense it would take blood. But he had just wrapped up his fingers and kept working. It had been one of the nicest thing anyone's ever done for Law.

Law, of course, had no idea he'd planned to make such a sweet gesture and so had nothing to give him in exchange. Thinking quickly he told Zoro-ya to close his eyes before dashing to his room. He grabs an old hoodie he's made with his tag on it.

It was nothing compared to the thoughtfulness behind Zoro-ya's gift, but before Law can regret it, the boy's squealed that he loved it and throw it on over his school uniform.

On the way taking Zoro's back to the dojo, the stop and get some fries dumplings and the woman behind the counter's comment on how cute they are with Zoro in his boyfriend shirt makes Zoro beam. Law smiles and says, "yeah, he's the Official Boyfriend," in a way he hopes she'll know is joke and Zoro turns pink and burrows into his jacket. The old woman laughs and apologizes for being out of couple specials and instead "sneaks" them two extra dumplings and gives them what it left of her white rice which is easily three helpings worth. After the split the dumplings he lets Zoro have the rice to himself which he gulps down without seeming to need to breathe. He is quite the picture with his puff out cheeks, splitting rice as he says thank you.

"You know next year, when I'm not around, if anything where to happen you could still go to Cora-san, yeah?"

"Oh...." And the kid manages to swallow the whole ball of rice in his mouth at once. "Yeah but, you'll still come and visit, right? For holidays and stuff."

"It would be expensive," Law pointed out. "And I'll be very busy."

Zoro gives a small sound of unstanding and nods his agreeal. The kid is just looking down at the mostly empty dumpling box, picking through what little rice is left. Law feels like he's broken up with someone. On Couple's Day.

"But...." He says, eyes falling on a vendor who is just about to close up. He takes out his wallet. It's a little light, but then it always is. "Here," he says, reaching down for Zoro's hand and pulling him towards that side of the street. "One last Couple's Day gift. Excuse me, sir?"

"Yes?"

"It says 2 for 200 Berris."

"Yes, it's our Couple's Day Special."

"Is that for any of them or..."

"That's the cheapest models. We have much better for 1200, and for just 3000 we can do two E Mushis, but the air time is sold separately. "

"Can the cheap ones reach from here to the Marine Academy over on Stanton Island? "

" All the way to Stanton? No. Not yet, they're too young." Law notes the inside of his cheek, making a disappointed noise. He should have checked before dragging Zoro-ya over here.

The vendor looks between the two before sighing. He's seen enough broken hearted couples for one day. "I have some that are about two years old. The reception might be spotty but it will get better given a year or so. I can do them for 300."

"Yeah?" 300 isn't that bad, and he can use it for other things like staying in touch with Cora-san and his friends. "May we see them?"

The man nods before reaching down and pulling out a small aquarium. It has barely enough room for each creature to move, with a line of plastic down the middle so the cages can either been broken into two or turned into one slightly larger aquarium.

Inside are two medium size snails. One of them happily chomping at the foliage. The other looks like it had been sleeping but clicks into a more official On state when it's picked up, remaining fully still.

The man puts them on the counter in front of Zoro's who looks at them with a curious tilt of his head.

Law fingers what little cash he has on him. He feels for such a purchase he should at least ask some questions. "You said they're 2 years old?"

"Yeah. It'll still be about 3 years before they're full grown, another 2 before they're Grand Line Capable. These models have a good 20 years on them, though."

"Do they have any additional capabilities?"

"These models? No, they're only bred to be basic communicators. But if all you're doing is talking, they can handle that. Like I said, they're range will get bigger given a few years."

"Any health problems? Care instructions?"

"This breed is pretty hearty. They're the North Blue Heartland Subspecies, known for good health and strong signal bred with an Eastern Beach Subspecies for the longevity and obedience. They're often referred to as SandHearts. Pretty common bred, resistant to most diseases though Shell Spots can sometimes appear in old age. We sell Snail Pellets but actually, with these guys, you can charge them up with just about any kind of vegetation, even just a handful of grass. Shouldn't let him give them too many processed foods though," the man adds, nodding towards the cage.

Law looks back to see Zoro dropping a small piece of left over dumpling skin in to the green one, who immediately dives for it. The yellow one remains 'On', it's eyes stalks only following the food for a second. "Zoro-ya, are you listening? "

"Hmm? Mmm." The young boy gives him a nod. Law raises his eyebrows, giving the chopsticks a pointed look.

Biting his inner cheek with just a bit of a pout, Zoro puts down his chopsticks. "Sorry about that," Law says, turning back to the vendor who only shrugs.

"It won't hurt em too much in small doses, just gives them a lot of energy to burn. Plus, can reduce their years of usage eventually. So what will it be? I have a couple of 560 Berri pairs that are further along if you'd like. "

Law winces at the price. "These will do. Thank you so much. "

As they walk off, Law sighs, stuffing his now mostly empty wallet into jean's pocket. "There," he says, smiling down at Zoro even if the smile is a bit strained. "Now will be able to speak with one another, even with me a while two islands away. You can call me with questions about kendo or homework."

Zoro looks at the two creatures in his hand. Cautiously, he taps at the glass before breaking into a smile for Law. "I want the green one."

Law returns the smile, nodding. "Okay, that one's yours." They break apart the box. Law sets his in his jacket pocket while Zoro continues to carry his inside the box with the little bits of rice. Law hopes he's not planning to feed it to the creature when he gets home. Law JUST bought them....

"If I got a job and saved up, then could I come and visit you?"

"I don't see why not. You'd have to work extra hard though, to stay on top of your grades and kendo. "

"You don't have to worry about that! I'm still the top kendo competitor in my year."

"Yeah, but not the top student," Law reminds him. But Zoro just keeps staring and finally Law relents with a sigh. "We'll talk about it later. The Dojo is the next left."

"Hmm? Oh the streets look different in the dark."

"Sure they do." Law takes the paper box, almost completely devoid of food by now, and tossss it away in the trash. So Zore won't be tempted. "I'll see you tomorrow, okay."

"Okay." Then Zoro stands there, staring at him.

Law states back. The Dojo is literally less than two hundred feet, but he still wants to watch to make sure Zoro gets back okay. They stand like that for a minute before Zoro's eyes slide to the left.

"Hmm?" Law looks over to spot a young couple standing under the light of a street lamp. The girl has about a dozen Frost Roses in her hands which couldnt have been cheap. The two are kissing and when the girl pulls back the boy tried to follow despite her giggled protest that her parents will worry.

Law looks back at Zoro, who is still staring up at him. With a low sign, Law leans down kissing the tip of Zoro's nose.

That's apparently good enough since the boy breaks out into a smile. "Night!" He calls out, almost tripping over himself as as he heads back to the dojo.

—🧡—

Now he's trying to find something non alcoholic in his fridge he can give to Zoro. A Zoro who is suddenly here. Law known he had gotten a job and had been talking about visiting but only a few days. For the holidays. And it had only been talk.

"What about school? Vacation hasn't started yet, has it?"

"Oh, yeah. I stopped going?"

"Wh-ouch!" Law jumps back at the top of his head heads the ceiling of the fridge. "What do you mean you stopped going?"

"Oh, yeah. Well, it turns out that I don't actually NEED the last tao years for Kendo, you know? "

"Kendo?" Law's jaw drops. He couldn't be serious. "Zoro-ya you can't just DO kendo!"

"Sure I can. I'm already really good at it! Plenty of people do. Oh, and I'm old enough to join the Marines!"

"Join the Marines? Zoro-ya you are NOT joining the Marines!"

"Why not?" Zoro gives him a look. "You are."

Law waves his head through the air. That's totally different. He going to the Marine Academy as a medical doctor, and even if he stayed he'd be a well paid officer. He's not joining as the rank and file!

"What did the Sensei have to say about this!?" Law asks. They couldn't just allow this. They must have strings they could pull to get him back in school!

"Oh..." Zoro gives a mad sort of sigh, looking around the room. "They kicked me out as well."

"You got kicked out of the dojo!?"

"They said there wasn't any room for someone who was just a waste of space and they need the spot for kids that would actually be worth it," Zoro grumbles, refusing to look at Law. Refusing to admit the failure.

Just like that, Law's rising panic, his fury, it all disappears. Well, maybe not disappears but certainly lessens and redirects. They told him he wasn't good enough to keep around? Really?

But he's still practically just a kid? How could they...

"But...." Zoro gives him a small, hopeful look. "I thought, I could stay here right. I mean, I can get a job and help out wi-"

"Yeah." With a sigh, Law runs a hand through his hair. He doesn't need Zoro to finish. "Yeah, you can stay."

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Hearts With(out) Chains Chapter 11

Fandom: One Piece Rating: PG-13 Pairings: Gen (eventual Lawlu) Words: 3537 Characters: Trafalgar Law, Monkey D. Luffy, Zoro, Nami, Franky, Smoker, Tashigi, Vergo Note: I’m taking my turn at the Corazon!Law AU because my brain won’t leave me alone until this is written down. Tags will be updated as the chapters come out.

The story title is based on the Ellie Goulding song “Hearts Without Chains.”

Summary: Law is reclaimed by the Family when he's 17 and, with Doflamingo holding the lives of his crew as collateral for his good behavior, eventually becomes the third Corazon. Years later, trapped by his impossible situation, Law finds a strange connection to Monkey D. Luffy, which offers a glimpse of something he's repeatedly had ripped away from him: hope.

Previous chapters: Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

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Smoker’s eyes widened. “Vergo? What is the head of G-5 doing here?”

“I’m here on business, Vice Admiral,” Vergo replied, inclining his head at Smoker.

“We called for backup but were told you were on leave,” the swordswoman said, frowning.

He never said whose business he’s here on, Law thought wryly as he sliced through the chains holding the two Marines captive. He stepped back out of the cage, eyeing Vergo. Law didn’t like the sense of satisfaction radiating off the older man. He’d heard what Law had said—but had anyone else?

“Doffy didn’t believe me before that you’re a traitor, but now he’ll have it in your own words, Law.”

Could Vergo have a line open to Dressrosa? Or perhaps he’d recorded what Law had said.

It also confirmed that Vergo had called Doffy with his report on Law’s defection, but apparently Doffy wasn’t buying it; the Warlord knew full well the safeguards he’d put into place to prevent Law from betraying him, after all. If Vergo had proof, though…

Law needed to make sure those words never left this room.

“I didn’t think you’d be so foolish as to blow your cover over a grudge,” Law commented, raising an eyebrow. He kept his tone purposefully light, but he expanded his Room and kept Kikoku hefted in front of him.

With a quick scan of his Room, he found Zoro’s swords and Shambled them into the man’s hands. Zoro let out a surprised yelp (one Law knew he would deny making until his dying day), and Law’s lip twitched as he glanced back and met the pirate hunter’s eye. The other man’s startled expression quickly shifted into a nod of appreciation as he replaced the blades at his side.

“Cover?” the swordswoman asked, following Smoker out of the cell.

Smoker jerked. “A traitor?” he growled, glancing between Law and Vergo. His gaze finally settled on the base commander. He shook his head, and Law could practically hear the pieces clicking into place in his brain. “I can’t believe I didn’t see it. You’re the one who’s been covering up the abductions of the children, aren’t you?”

“Don’t feel too bad, White Chase-ya,” Law said, and Smoker looked back at him suspiciously. “It’s not like Vergo was a traitor to the Marines. Vergo was a pirate from the start.”

“What?”

Law couldn’t help his lip curling into a sneer. “He’s Doflamingo’s most trusted subordinate. He joined the Marines on his orders fifteen years ago and climbed the ranks.”

“A pirate posing as a Marine,” Smoker hissed. “Shameful.” He shook his head, disgusted.

“How dare you,” the captain yelled at Vergo, betrayal tinging the anger in her voice. “Those children are innocent!”

“They’re sacrifices for the greater good, Captain Tashigi,” Vergo said simply. He’d been watching the exchange with a bored affect in place, though Law knew better than to take him at face value; Vergo was always poised to attack.

“The greater good?” the cat burglar snapped. “What greater good could possibly come from experimenting on children?”

“That is super messed up,” the cyborg agreed.

“A world ruled by Donquixote Doflamingo, of course,” Vergo said, as though the answer were obvious. And, Law supposed, for Vergo, it was. “Give me some credit for keeping up my cover, Smoker-kun. I’ve been on my guard ever since you transferred to G-5. It will be good to finally be rid of that concern.”

Vergo turned back to Law. “And who says I’m blowing my cover, Law?” Vergo had completely dispensed with Law’s title, apparently. He’d never respected Law as a successor, no matter how many times Doffy pushed him on it, and now he had the excuse to back it up. “None of them are leaving this island. I’ll file it away as a tragic accident at sea, as always.”

Law narrowed his eyes, reminded once more of the World Government’s coverup of Flevance’s destruction. Vergo, as far as Law was concerned, was proof pirates and soldiers weren’t so different, no matter what people like Smoker professed. Law knew he was no better, but he also never claimed to be.

“I won’t let that happen,” Smoker snarled. He didn’t have his jitte since he’d been captured—and Law wasn’t feeling particularly inclined to return the weapon that had taken him down with Seastone—but he didn’t let that stop him.

Smoker shifted into smoke form and charged Vergo with an outraged yell. He had to know about Vergo’s talent with haki and the effect it would have on his Fruit’s abilities, but he attacked anyway, his fury at his base commander’s betrayal driving him on.

“Smoker-san!” the captain called, worried.

“What is he doing?” Zoro muttered.

Smoker punched at Vergo with a smoky tendril, but Vergo blackened his arm and grabbed the smoke. Smoker cursed as Vergo spun and whipped him into the far wall. Smoker coughed and sagged to the floor. His second and the Straw Hats gasped, but Law took the moment of distraction to Scan Vergo; there was a Den Den Mushi in his pocket.

With a twitch of his fingers, the Den Den Mushi flew from Vergo’s coat toward Law. Vergo’s eyes snapped toward him.

“No!”

Law grabbed the snail from midair, and he pocketed it just as Vergo’s haki-coated stick slammed into his chest, tossing him like a rag doll into the wall behind him. The back of Law’s head hit the metal; his vision briefly went dark, and his stomach threatened to empty itself—another blow to his head was not what Law needed when he already had a concussion—but Law, taking a stabilizing breath, was able to collect his wits and keep his Room from falling. He Shambled himself across the room before Vergo could recover the Den Den Mushi.

“Brat!” Vergo snapped as he turned to find Law slumped over on one of the couches, having swapped places with a pillow. “But I suppose running away is always what you’ve done best.”

Law could vaguely hear the Straw Hats making some kind of commotion, though their words wouldn’t form in his ears; his blurry vision, however, was directed entirely toward the man striding toward him, a murderous intent barely contained beneath his haki-clad skin; Vergo knew he couldn’t kill Law before bringing him back to Dressrosa, but that wouldn’t stop him from beating the shit out of him—again.

Law just needed a moment to bring his vision back into focus…

Suddenly, Vergo was flying across the room. He crashed into the far wall and crumpled. Law blinked, his battered brain trying to comprehend what he was seeing. Belatedly, he turned to see Straw Hat, flanked by his crewmates, standing in the doorway, his rubbery arm returning to him with a loud snap.

Before dealing with that, Law pulled Vergo’s Den Den Mushi from his pocketed and noted in relief that there wasn’t a live line open. That meant Doffy hadn’t been listening in. Vergo still could have recorded his words, but Law would worry about that later. If Doffy hadn’t heard Law, then all Law had to do was prevent Vergo from bringing his words back to Dressrosa.

He pushed himself to his feet and headed toward the new arrivals. His vision was clearing, but his balance was still slightly off. The doctor in him was concerned, but the pirate in him knew he didn’t have the luxury of taking a break.

The two factions of Straw Hats were greeting each other happily. Straw Hat’s expression lit up as Law approached.

“Torao!”

“What are you doing here, Straw Hat-ya?” Law demanded. “We agreed you would wait.”

Straw Hat frowned. “We were talking, but then there was all this chaos on Torao’s end of the line. No one was responding. It sounded dangerous, so we decided to help.”

Ah. Law supposed he had gotten distracted by Vergo’s appearance and hadn’t considered how that would have sounded to the Straw Hats listening in.

“So, what exactly happened to cause this?” the cat burglar asked, gesturing between Straw Hat and Law. Though she’d agreed to trust Straw Hat, she was still suspicious of Law—and she was right to be.

Still, Law ignored her. They didn’t have time for this; Vergo wouldn’t stay down long, even after taking a hit like that.

“If you want to rescue the children, this would be the time to do it,” he said.

“What about him?” Straw Hat asked, nodding back toward Vergo.

Law grimaced as he noticed Vergo stirring. “I can handle it.”

“Because that went so well before,” Black Leg muttered.

Law ignored him as well. He didn’t have Seastone draining his abilities now. “I’ll handle it,” he repeated, looking directly at Straw Hat. Vergo might be taking an excuse to finish what he’d started thirteen years earlier, but Law wasn’t a terminally ill child anymore. It was unfinished business for them both.

“Luffy, what—” the cat burglar started.

But Straw Hat studied Law’s face for a long moment and seemed to find whatever he was looking for because he nodded. “Okay.”

Law felt a measure of relief at the response; it wasn’t that he needed Straw Hat’s permission to take on Vergo—alliance or not, he wouldn’t let anyone take this fight from him—but having his agreement was a lot easier. His crew would follow his lead, and they’d be able to accomplish both their tasks and move on to rescuing Law’s nakama.

“What?” several Straw Hats gasped.

“Okay,” Straw Hat repeated. “Torao will handle the Verto guy, and we’ll go after the kids.”

“You think I’m going to let that happen?” Vergo said. He’d risen to his feet and stood, arms crossed, in front of the doorway the Straw Hats would need to go through to find the children.

Straw Hat made to draw his arm back again, but before he could strike, Law held out a hand. Straw Hat stopped, eyeing Law curiously.

“Go. Caesar and Monet are still with the children. They’re both Fruit users, so don’t take them lightly.”

“But—”

Law Shambled Vergo into the cage, and, with a few twists of his fingers, retwined the wires holding the front of the cage together. The doorway was now open, and Vergo cursed. The cage wouldn’t hold him long, but it didn’t need to—just long enough for the others to leave.

Straw Hat whooped. “Thanks, Torao!” he called as he charged forward, the promise of a fight clearly drawing him like a magnet.

“Wait, Luffy!” the cat burglar called, running after her captain. “You don’t know where you’re going!”

Straw Hat’s laughter echoed against the metal walls as the Straw Hats and, Law noticed, Smoker’s second filed out of the open doorway. Smoker, however, remained where he was; he’d gotten to his feet while Law was talking to the Straw Hats. Law narrowed his eyes at the other man.

“This is my fight, White Chase-ya. Stay out of my way.”

“That man is a traitor to the Marines, and I plan to see justice done,” Smoker said, voice tight, as he strode up next to Law. “Don’t get in my way, pirate.”

Law and Smoker both turned at the sound of a metallic slam; Vergo had kicked the cage’s front out, the metal wiring sliding several feet across the floor before coming to rest. Though Vergo’s eyes were still hidden behind his glasses, Law could feel the anger radiating off the man.

“Enough,” he snapped, stepping back into the room.

“My thoughts exactly,” Smoker roared, charging at Vergo. “Traitor!”

Law sighed but didn’t intervene. Though he thought the man was being foolish considering how his previous attack had failed, Law could understand his rage at realizing Vergo, the base commander of his own unit, was a traitor.

However, Smoker wouldn’t get an advantage on Vergo this way; Vergo’s haki was superior to the other vice admiral’s. The first Corazon didn’t have a Devil Fruit to enhance his attacks, so he’d trained and honed his haki over the years until his masterful control and overwhelming power became what he was known for. For a Logia like Smoker, Vergo was a bad matchup.

Still, if he wanted to wear Vergo down while Law took a few moments to rest, Law wasn’t going to object. At full strength, Law wasn’t particularly concerned about taking Vergo on, but he didn’t want to take any chances when he was unsteady with a head injury. As the two vice admirals clashed, Law scanned the room until he found Smoker’s jitte. He could still feel the ghost of the Seastone tip slamming into his back, causing his Room to fall around him as weakness spread through his entire body. Law grimaced, but, grudgingly, he summoned the weapon into his hand.

“White Chase-ya,” he called as Smoker fell back from a swipe of Vergo’s bamboo stick.

“What?” Smoker demanded, not looking toward Law.

“Catch.” He tossed the jitte in the man’s direction.

Smoker’s eyes flicked in his direction then widened as he saw his weapon flying in his direction. He sent a smoky arm toward it, grabbing the hilt before Vergo could interfere. He grunted a nod in Law’s direction, clearly unhappy to owe Law anything else.

Even with his jitte, Smoker was clearly outmatched. Vergo’s haki-coated arms were able to strike Smoker’s smoke form, forcing him to revert to his base form. They traded blows, Vergo’s bamboo stick with Smoker’s jitte. Vergo’s haki-enhanced hits pushed Smoker into retreat.

“It’s no use, Smoker-kun,” Vergo taunted. “You’re no match for me.”

“You’ve betrayed G-5. The men trusted you. I’ll see you pay for that, pirate,” Smoker snarled back.

Vergo side-stepped Smoker’s blow and looked at him curiously. “You seem to care for those morons. Why?”

Smoker leapt at Vergo, only to be pushed aside by his bamboo. “Because they’re my men!”

Vergo tsked. “And that is your problem, Smoker-kun. Placing loyalty in trash. You will only end up discarded along with them.”

Smoker roared in response, but Vergo kicked out and tripped Smoker. Smoker fell backwards, hissing as his back hit the floor. His eyes widened as Vergo suddenly appeared above him, ready to strike a killing blow with his bamboo.

Deciding he’d seen enough, Law twitched his fingers, sending Vergo to the far side of the room.

“Law,” Vergo growled when he realized what had happened. “Don’t interfere. I’ll have time for you, too.”

Law rolled his eyes and turned back to Smoker. “Enough, White Chase-ya.”

“Dammit, Corazon! I can still—” He broke off, wincing at what Law would guess were broken ribs from Vergo’s many haki-enhanced blows.

“I can see that,” Law replied wryly. “Don’t make me move you, too.”

Smoker glowered but didn’t argue.

As Vergo started charging back toward Law and Smoker, Law Shambled himself across the room, directly into Vergo’s path. He swung Kikoku, but Vergo dodged just in time. A large chunk of the wall behind Vergo came down with a loud clatter. Law swung his blade several more times to create smaller pieces of metal from the fallen wall.

Law turned on his heel and immediately jumped back toward Vergo, using Kikoku to block a flurry of blows. His arms shook under the strain of countering the strikes, but he gritted his teeth then powered forward, driving Vergo back.

Lifting a finger, Law used Takt to lift the metal pieces he’d created and hurled them toward Vergo. The vice admiral cursed and dodged the large sheets of metal, knocking those he couldn’t dodge away with his stick.

“What’s wrong, Vergo?” Law taunted as he ducked under the flying pieces of metal to approach his target. “Not so easy when your target isn’t shackled in Seastone?”

“Don’t flatter yourself, Law.”

Law sent a large piece of metal Vergo had already knocked away back toward Vergo and ducked behind it; Law followed its path, so when Vergo knocked it out of his way again, he jolted in surprise as Law suddenly appeared. He swung his bamboo to push Law back, but Law ducked under Vergo’s outstretched arm, catching the man off-guard.

Law shoved his free hand forward into Vergo’s chest. Mes.

Vergo gasped as his heart was expelled backward. He slumped forward as Law summoned the heart into his hand.

“Bastard,” Vergo hissed.

To his credit, Vergo’s heartrate remained steady as he kneeled in front of Law. Even now, he wouldn’t let his successor rattle him.

“I have your life literally in my hand, Vergo­,” Law said, eyeing the heart. “I’d watch my tongue if I were you.”

“And what will you do with it, boy?” Vergo sneered, looking up. “Kill me?”

As Law felt the heart pulse steady in his hand, memories of Minion Island flashed in front of his mind’s eye.

Finding Vergo as he looked for help for the fallen Cora-san.

Vergo and Cora-san recognizing each other.

Vergo beating the wounded Cora-san, taunting him all the while.

Vergo beating Law, no sympathy for a dying child.

Vergo leaving them both, battered and bloody, in the snow to report to Doflamingo.

Law squeezed the heart, and Vergo writhed on the ground, pained groans coming through his clenched teeth.

Cora-san. Law released his grip on the heart. Vergo let out relieved gasps and slowly stilled.

“Corazon,” Smoker said slowly, as if afraid to spook Law. “He needs to face justice.”

Cora-san had always believed in justice. He hadn’t wanted to kill Doflamingo but bring him in. He wouldn’t want to kill Vergo either but instead, like Smoker, to bring him to justice.

Law wasn’t like them.

“Justice,” he scoffed bitterly, eyes never leaving the heart in his hand. “Where was justice when my little sister collapsed from Amber Lead Disease at seven years old and died as my parents’ clinic burned to the ground? Where was justice when soldiers destroyed my country then covered it up?” Law could hear his voice rising in his ears as he spoke, but he didn’t care. Years of pent-up rage flowed through his veins. “Where was justice when the man who saved me was murdered for it? Where was justice—”

He cut himself off at the sound of Vergo’s choking laughter, throat tightening as he realized what he’d just said.

“There’s no such thing as justice, Smoker-kun,” Vergo said between pained gasps. “There is only strength and weakness.” He turned his head to stare at Law. “And your precious Cora-san was weak, Law. Just like you.”

Fury rising in his chest, Law squeezed the heart again, Vergo’s screams a melody to his ears.

When Law let go of the heart once more, Vergo collapsed to the floor and panted. For years, Law had waited for the chance to avenge what Vergo had done to him and Cora-san that night; Vergo had haunted his nightmares, a looming figure of cruelty. But now, laid out on the ground and trying to hold onto his pride in his defeat, Law thought he looked pathetic.

And just like that, the fury drained out of him, leaving him feeling oddly hollow.

“So now what, Law?” Vergo asked between gasps for air. “You can’t kill me.”

Law raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”

“What do you think Doffy would do to you if you did? To your crew?”

Law barked a humorless laugh. “If he thinks I’m a traitor, we’re all dead anyway.” He narrowed his eyes. “Might as well take you with me.”

Vergo frowned. “You know how the Family deals with traitors.”

“I do,” Law agreed.

“He’ll never let you go,” Vergo said. “Not until he’s done with you. Wherever you go, he’ll find you.”

“I know.” That was why he’d return to Dressrosa once his business here was done. “Don’t worry, Vergo-san. I’ll file it away as a tragic accident at sea.”

He tightened his grip around Vergo’s heart, watching as the man writhed. He felt… nothing. Vergo coughed blood, but the satisfaction Law had expected to feel at the sight of Vergo dying at his hands was missing, sucked into the hollowness in his chest.

“Corazon, you don’t have to do this,” Smoker spoke up. “I can take him in.”

Law tightened his grip further. “You really think Doflamingo would let his favorite subordinate be locked up in Impel Down?”

“Even Warlords don’t have the power to stop something like that,” Smoker replied with a frown.

Law shook his head. “He has more connections than that, White Chase-ya.” If Vergo left Punk Hazard alive, Law and his crew were assured slow, agonizing deaths. If Law killed Vergo now, there was still a chance this could be salvaged.

Vergo huffed a strained laugh around his cries. “He’s. Right. Smoker-kun. You. Have. No idea. Who. You’re. Dealing with.”

Smoker looked between the two pirates and shook his head but said nothing. Law continued squeezing the heart, waiting to feel something after all this time.

“What’s wrong, Law?” Vergo panted. “Don’t have. The stones. To finish it?”

“Hardly.”

Law closed his fist completely, crushing the heart until Vergo let out a final bloody gasp then went limp.

Still feeling that odd emptiness, he opened his hand dropped the still heart next to the corpse.

“That was for Cora-san.”

Next chapter

[aka-ichigo]

i'm just saying torao you could've just shambled everyone out of there

[misc-headcanons]

First of all, I love you. 😍 Second, congrats on the followers! Third, puh-lease NSFW Law & female s/o after a night out with the Hearts & Strawhats? Pleeeease!

(First of all, I love you too! Second, thank youuu <3 Third, here ya go!)

The two crews had decided to celebrate their new alliance together on Zou with a party to celebrate, but…Law wasn’t really the partying type. That didn’t stop him from getting dragged to Luffy’s table by Zoro, who handed him a bottle of sake and told him that Luffy wouldn’t take no for an answer when it came to having fun with Torao. “Can I at least sit next to someone less…loud?” He was currently sandwiched between Usopp and Luffy at the banquet table, and he could already tell that his ears would be ringing by the end of the night. A familiar voice behind him laughed softly, and he turned around to see ____ smirking at him with a glass of rice wine in her hand. 

“Mind if I squeeze in?” Luffy immediately scooted to the right to let her sit next to Law, and she squeezed Law’s hand under the table. “If you want, I can pretend to get sick so we can go back to the ship early,” she murmured. “Still, we should stay for a little while, just to be polite…They are our allies.”

Law took a gulp of sake and nodded. “I just want to stay long enough to eat some of their Ero-Cook’s beef stew and then go,” he replied, squeezing her hand back. When she looked at him quizzically, he shrugged. “I had it in Punk Hazard and I liked it,” he replied nonchalantly. “The guy’s weird when it comes to women, but he’s still a good chef.”

____ leaned closer to Law and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. “Promise to keep me safe from that Ero Cook, then?” Her tone was playful, and she brushed a few fingers against his upper arm. 

Law let out a small chuckle and reached for two bowls of stew and some spoons. “If he starts to get a nosebleed after looking at you, just let me know,” he replied with a small smile. 

The two of them ate and drank together, and by the time their bowls were empty, so were their glasses. Law’s cheeks were the subtlest shade of pink, and he was smiling more often than he usually did around Luffy and his crew. He also had an arm around ____’s waist, and every so often his hand would wander lower and lower towards her thighs. When he pulled her closer to him and nuzzled her cheek, she laughed at how his goatee tickled her skin. “Only one drink and you’re already this handsy? Usually it takes way more than that for you to get like this,” she teased. Law’s hat slipped to the side a bit and he gave ____ a tipsy half smile.

“You’re looking a little inebriated yourself, you know,” he replied. “Your face feels like it’s on fire, and I can still smell the sake on your mouth.“ 

"Once we get back to our room,” she said, resting her hand on his thigh and kissing his cheek, “Maybe you can see if you can taste it too…”

Law immediately felt his face get warmer, and felt his pants tighten around his waist. He quickly stood up and grabbed ____’s hand. Luffy swallowed the giant bite of mutton he was currently devouring and looked back at the two of them while they stumbled away from the party. “Oi, Torao,” he called out, “Where’re you going?”

Law called back to him. “____-ya’s ship, I gotta take her back to the sick,” he called back. He blinked and frowned when he realized his slip-up. “Shit. I mean, she’s sick. Gotta check up in her–on her. Gotta check up on her.”

____ snorted and the two of them made their way back to where the Polar Tang was docked. Once they made their way to the main hallway, ____ couldn’t control herself until they’d made it to their shared bedroom; she pinned Law to the wall and feverishly kissed him, giggling whenever he responded by squeezing her ass and biting her bottom lip. When the two of them pulled away to catch their breath, Law held out his arms and ____ frowned in confusion. “What’re you–”

“Shambles.”

Suddenly, ____ found herself in his arms and Law made his way to the bedroom before he just decided to take her in the middle of the hallway. Thankfully the door to his room was only a few feet down the hall, and after slamming the door shut with his leg he tossed her onto the bed; she landed on the mattress with a squeal and felt the mattress bounce underneath her. Law tossed his hat onto his desk and pulled his clothes off, and ____ hastily did the same. Their clothes and undergarments littered the floor, and Law climbed on top of her before letting his mouth wander from her neck, to her breasts, and finally to her thighs. 

Before ____ could beg for Law to go lower, she moaned his name as he buried his tongue in her cunt. “Fuuuuck, Law,” she whined, rolling her hips and running one of her hands through his messy black hair. He looked up at her, smirking at her as her chest rose up and down from her having breaths. 

His voice was muffled slightly when he took a short break from eating her delectable cunt, nipping and kissing her thighs. “You always look so pretty like this,” he breathed, slowly circling her clit with one of his fingers and grinning when she whined desperately for him to go faster. “All spread out for me. God, you’re already so wet…”

He held out his other hand and used his Devil Fruit to retrieve his hat, and ____ smiled impishly when she saw that he was holding it; seeing her wearing his clothes always drove him wild, and she knew why he’d grabbed it. She moved her hands down to snatch it from him and set it on her head with a cocky grin. “Thanks for the hat, captain,” she drawled, subtly rocking her hips and playing with one of her breasts. “Tell me…do I still look pretty?”

Law chuckled as he groped her thighs before spreading them apart and diving back down between her legs. “You’ll look even prettier when I make you cum,” he said in a low voice. He smiled to himself and glanced up at her for a moment. “Say ‘ah.’”

____ raised an eyebrow. “What?" 

Law swiftly flicked his tongue around her sensitive bud without warning, and he felt her entrance clench and squeeze around nothing from the sudden stimulation. ”Ah~!“ She heard Law laugh again, and the slight vibration of her voice made her shiver. She rolled her eyes and let one of her hands rest on the back of his head after giving him a light smack. "You are such a dork sometimes,” she sighed with a smile.

Law moved his mouth off of her clit with a wet pop and kissed the inside of her thighs while his fingers continued to play with her stiff bundle of nerves. “Love you too, ____,” he replied sarcastically. 

____ cocked her head and bucked her hips as Law circled her clitoris at the perfect pace that left her seeing stars. “Mmm, n-no ’-ya’ this time? Guess we–fuck–guess we really are close…" 

"Can’t get much closer to you than this,” he murmured, using his other hand to pump a few fingers into her entrance. She arched her back and threw her hips forward, feeling the pressure inside of her building more and more. She pinched and rolled her nipples in between her fingers, and Law could tell she was about to cum by the way her moans and sighs were getting higher and higher in pitch. The second he saw her toes beginning to curl, he immediately removed his hand from inside her and she let out a frustrated growl. 

“Law, quit being such a fucking teaaaaase,” she begged. Law crawled on top of her and immediately quelled her frustrations when he lined his stiff cock up with her entrance. Her face burned with excitement and arousal when she saw his glistening fingers curl around his shaft, coating his member with her slick juices. She reached up to cradle the back of his neck, and Law sloppily kissed her neck before entering her with one thrust. 

Their usual slow and sensual form of intimacy was thrown to the wayside as the two of them writhed against each other at a passionate and rough pace. The lingering scent of sake combined with their sweat, and whenever ____ kissed Law, she could taste her own arousal on his tongue as well. “Law, fuck, yes,” she moaned, moving one of her legs up so he could hit every deep spot inside of her. He hiked her leg up around his waist and pounded even harder into her, and the heat radiating from their bodies left him feeling dizzy (though that might have been the remnants of his buzz…). He felt her gummy insides constrict around his cock, and the two of them moaned in unison as they rode out their climax.

Law’s cock twitched once…twice…three times inside of her as he came, flooding her with his cum while she milked him for all he was worth. He looked down at her while her eyes were still rolled up, clearly enjoying the lingering aftershocks of her orgasm. There really was nothing prettier than her when she came… 

He sighed contentedly and gave her one more kiss on her collarbone before slowly pulling himself out of her. The two of them lay face-up, with their arms and legs entangled with one another as they panted and felt their eyes starting to close.

“What a…great party,” ____ breathed, turning her head to the side to smile at Law with her eyes half-closed. “Hope everyone else had as much fun as us.”

He looked back at her and tucked away a stray piece of hair that was stuck to the side of her face, and caressed her cheek before his eyes slowly shut. “Heh, I doubt it…”

[ghost-kitty]

I was bored so I decided to play around with the prompt generator and this is the result:

Pairing: LawLu

Warnings: none

Even though Law is sure that he will never get used to the straw hats antics, he hast to admit that he gets along fairly well with their archeologist. And sure, it may have something to do with their similar backgrounds and the shared understanding they have of each other because for it. But it’s not only that; he appreciates it greatly that she is much quieter than the rest of this crazy crew. And they share the same sense of morbid humor, which is a plus too. Though, the biggest reason why he appreciates her so much is that, like him, she loves to read. Ever since he started traveling with them she has recommended several books to him. He devoured all of them within the same day and, much to his surprise, loved every single one of them.

Now is no different, as he’s sitting on the grassy deck of the thousand sunny, leaned against the mast and totally engrossed with her newest recommendation. The weather is nice too; only a pleasant breeze blows and the cloudless sky is a beautiful shade of blue. He enjoys the warmth of the sun against his skin and the wind playing with his hair as he turns page after page.

The straw hats are apparently busy with whatever, not that Law cares, and that’s just perfect because it leaves him with his favorite sound in the world: absolute silence. Finally, he thinks to himself, some well deserved peace and quiet.

He wants to take that thought back as soon as he finished it in his mind. Because not even a second later he hears a way too familiar ‘TORAOOO’. He sighs and braces himself and sure as hell when he looks up from his book he sees straw hat coming flying towards him. And there goes my peace and quiet, he thinks bitterly as straw hat lands directly in his lap, knocking the air out of his lungs for a second.

He decides on ignoring the teen and turns his attention back to the book in his hand and away from those big expectant eyes. It works… for all about five seconds. “Toraooo,” comes the needy whine from the boy in his lap and goddamnit can’t he just have a few hours to himself to finish his book? Apparently not.

“Can’t you see that I’m reading, straw hat-ya?”

Luffy is clearly not impressed as he happily laughs his stupid ‘shishishi’-laugh. “Of course I can see that, Torao. Aren’t you a doctor? You should know that I’m not blind.”

Uh-huh. He doesn’t care if Law is busy or not, is what he wants to say. Law rolls his eyes at him, knowing already that he has lost the battle. “What do you want? Can’t you bother someone else?”

Great, now he starts pouting. Law doesn’t think that he looks cute. Absolutely not, that would be ridiculous. For a second he considers to just shamble himself away. Or even better; he could shamble Luffy directly into the ocean. He decides against it. Because he feels rather comfortable on his spot. Yes, that’s the reason. And straw hat… well, he will do whatever the hell he wants to do anyway.

Luffy starts rambling on about adventures and meat and whatnot. Law barely listens to him, only occasionally throwing in some ‘ah I see’s and ‘oh really’s while he reads the same line over and over again. He can’t even concentrate on the book anymore, which honestly is a shame because he enjoys it quite a lot.

They stay like this for who knows how long until Law feels like something’s missing. It’s only when he feels straw hat slump against his shoulder that he realizes what it was: he had stopped talking. Apparently he fell asleep somewhere in the middle of rambling, judging by his soft snores. And now he’s drooling all over Law’s shirt. Fantastic.

He should probably wake him up and tell him to fuck off but oh well… at least he can continue to read now.

In the distance he spots Nami-ya and Long nose-ya throwing glances at him over their shoulders and whispering to each other. Should they think whatever the hell they want, as if Law cares. Now of course he knows what it must look like, with straw hat asleep in his lap. He doesn’t give a fuck though, he’s just grateful for the silence.

That is until he hears someone clear their throat next to him. When he looks up he sees Nico-ya standing there with a smug smile on her lips. “I didn’t mean to interrupt you but Sanji asks if you would like some grilled fish for dinner.”

Law huffs out a breath in annoyance. “Sure,” he says nonchalantly.

She quirks an eyebrow at him, glancing down to where her captain is resting his head and Law makes the mistake to follow her gaze. Pure horror washes over him at what he sees: He had started to brush his fingers through straw hat’s hair without even realizing it. What the hell?

He stares back up at her, daring her to say something about it. She doesn’t. “Oh my,” she snickers. “Alright I’m going to tell Sanji then and leave the two of you alone.”

Law sits there, a little flabbergasted, his hand still in the soft locks. What is most shocking to him though is that he actually doesn’t really mind it. Might as well, he thinks, a fond smile creeping up his lips against his will. He continues to brush his fingers through the black mess of hair, closing his eyes and enjoying how soft it feels against his rough skin. The book is long forgotten but what can he say… there are other ways to relax.

[tsarisfanfiction]

Succor

Fandom: One Piece Rating: Gen Genre: Friendship/Hurt/Comfort Characters: Law, Chopper, Luffy

When Luffy insisted that Chopper give Law a check-up both doctors thought the idea redundant to say the least, but perhaps it wasn't a waste of time after all.

Law had long since realised, if not yet accepted, that there was no such thing as peace and quiet on the Thousand Sunny. Mugiwara-ya was the essence of noise, chaos and general insanity, and everyone on the ship was automatically drawn into it, regardless of their resistance.

That did not mean he was expecting a long rubbery arm to snake around his midsection and yank him away from the book he was perusing in a vain attempt to avoid said captain, and into the medical bay, of all places. Tony-ya looked as surprised as he felt, before his face changed into a panicked concern.

"Is everything alright?" he flailed. "Do you need a doctor? Is someone hurt?" Law had seen Tony-ya's medical prowess with his own eyes, and acknowledged it as being impressive, but the tanuki could definitely do with an attitude adjustment. Panicking was the last thing a doctor should be doing.

"Torao hasn't had his check-up," Mugiwara-ya stated in that childlike way of his that implied he thought Law needed one. Law's protests at the nickname, half-hearted at best by this point, were drowned out by the logic that he was a doctor and was perfectly capable of doing his own check-ups, thank you very much.

He was pleased when Tony-ya pointed out the exact same fact to the rubber captain, and switched his focus to waiting for Mugiwara-ya to let go of him enough that he could Shambles away without taking the nuisance with him, only to have his attention rudely grabbed by said nuisance.

"Torao hasn't had his check-up." The words were the only thing the same in the repeat. The jovial atmosphere had gone completely, and Mugiwara-ya's eyes were shadowed by that hat of his. This wasn't the happy-go-lucky captain Law had come to know. This was the captain that had punched a Tenryubito in the face for shooting a friend – not even a nakama, just a friend – and Law wondered why the hell this side of him was showing now, when they were alone in the middle of the Grand Line with no enemies in sight.

"T-Torao," the tanuki addressed him, and he turned his attention to the small creature, knowing that Tony-ya, while still holding some misgivings, was now going to try and give him a check-up. He supposed the obedience was expected, considering Mugiwara-ya had just given what was effectively a Captain's Order.

Law, however, was not a Straw Hat pirate, and as an allied captain held the same status as Mugiwara-ya. It didn't matter that he was on the other's ship; an alliance was an alliance.

"I can perform my own health checks when necessary," he said sharply, making sure to aim his glare of displeasure at the captain and not the quivering tanuki. It was hardly his fault his captain was spouting nonsense Orders.

"No." The stubbornness Law had glimpsed when he'd tried to convince Mugiwara-ya to abandon the children returned full-force.

"Mugiwara-ya…" he growled, prepared to fight his corner, alliance or not. He was not standing for the implied insult that he could not look after himself.

"Torao is too skinny."

The remark, almost showing signs of Mugiwara-ya's usual flippancy, shocked Law into silence. To his knowledge, Mugiwara-ya's medical expertise was zero, and Law knew his coat was thick enough to hide his slight figure.

Tony-ya fidgeted, and Law suspected he was fighting his instinct to snap back about something. Hopefully that Law was a competent doctor who was well aware of any weight discrepancies and would be dealing with them accordingly.

"Take off your coat, Torao."

No such luck, and Law found himself staring incredulously at the tanuki, who seemed to be siding with his captain rather than his fellow doctor. After a moment's thought he remembered that Tony-ya's loyalty was supposed to be to his captain first and it should be no surprise that the timid tanuki caved.

"There is nothing wrong with me," Law snapped, mildly unnerved by the fact that Mugiwara-ya's eyes were still shadowed by his hat, hiding what he was thinking.

"Then this won't take long," Tony-ya retorted. Law supposed he should have expected that answer, but he still wasn't giving in to these outrageous demands. He knew his weight was less than it should be, but he also knew why and it wasn't a reason he wanted coming to light. There was nothing Tony-ya could do about it, anyway, and he did not feel like being plied with more food at mealtimes than he already was.

"No," he retorted, still waiting for Mugiwara-ya to let go of his waist so he could disappear already.

"Is Torao scared of doctors?" said rubberman asked, his demeanour edging closer towards his usual disposition. Law could see his eyes again now, big brown and full of concern. He decided he'd rather they were hidden under the hat's shade again. They were seeing too much.

"That's ridiculous," he scoffed, pushing away memories of a terrified boy fleeing through hospitals to shrieks of 'monster!' and the like, followed by a blond giant of a man who punished any that insulted him. Perhaps he wasn't as successful at pushing them away as he thought, because he saw the tanuki's face soften, and he lightly patted the edge of the infirmary bed.

"Sit." Now there were undertones of care and concern and Law cursed Mugiwara-ya's uncanny ability to read people at the most inconvenient of times. It showed further when he wasn't forced to obey by the arm wrapped around his waist, although it didn't loosen its grip either.

It was the fact that neither of them were forcing him to move that led to him obeying and perching on the edge of the bed. Mugiwara-ya immediately sat next to him, maintaining his uncharacteristic silence.

"Your coat, Torao," Tony-ya repeated quietly. Law hesitated. He would never say he was body shy – he had tattoos all over his torso and he no qualms about leaving them on display from time to time – but this wasn't a usual situation. Normally people would focus on the tattoos and not notice he was too lean for his height, or…

Well, Law knew that the tattoos would not distract Tony-ya, and in his current state probably not Mugiwara-ya, either. Neither of them said anything even when he hadn't moved for a minute, waiting in a patient silence that he hadn't known Mugiwara-ya was capable of. He should be unnerved by his ally's out of character behaviour, but strangely it was far more reassuring than if he had been his usual loud and chaotic self. The arm still wrapped around his waist no longer felt restraining but supporting, which was peculiar because Law could have sworn it hadn't shifted an inch.

It only shifted when he began to pull down the zipper on the coat, to allow Law to completely remove the garment. Underneath his coat was his favourite hoodie, which itself covered a warm top, and he felt a chill as he peeled off the layers. He had to remove his hat to pull the clothes over his head, and replaced it as soon as he could. It gave him a false sense of cover despite his now-bared torso, which Tony-ya was observing critically. Mugiwara-ya didn't replace his rubbery arm around him, but didn't move from where he was sat beside him either.

Tony-ya moved closer and Law couldn't help but tense up slightly. He'd been right that the tanuki wouldn't be at all distracted by the tattoos, and he did not like the look on the creature's face. He liked it even less when a hoof tenderly reached out to barely touch a particular point just below his tattoo, and barely restrained himself from flinching away completely.

"Luffy, could you leave us?" Tony-ya asked, not looking at his captain but rather at Law's face. Law didn't want to meet the tanuki's gaze and turned his eyes to the side, where Mugiwara-ya was sitting. He expected some refusal; as the captain of the ship Mugiwara-ya had every right to remain in the infirmary and override his doctor's advice. Considering the rubberman's insistence that Law was checked over, and the fact that Law was easily capable of escaping from the tanuki, it would have made sense for him to refuse.

Once again, Mugiwara-ya defied expectations as he stood and nodded.

"Tell me if something's wrong with Torao," he ordered, before his demeanour changed, as if a switch had been flicked. "I'm gonna go see if Sanji's got any meat!" One arm extended out through the suddenly-open door and presumably grabbed hold of something before the rest of him snapped through the air to join it. From the sound of swearing and a slamming door, Law concluded that Mugiwara-ya had indeed flung himself into the kitchen, and that Kuroashi-ya had not been impressed.

He was brought back to his current situation when Tony-ya closed the infirmary door, and engaged the lock. Law wasn't sure why he felt so cornered; there was no way the tanuki was old enough to have even heard of White Lead Poisoning, let alone have any idea what marks it would leave after successful treatment.

"I thought I recognised your name," the tanuki said, pulling himself up onto his stool to face Law. That was not a conversation opening Law had anticipated, and he found himself floundering for an answer. To his understanding, before joining the Straw Hats, Tony-ya had lived on a small island in the Grand Line and should not have heard of him before their meeting on Sabaody. "Doctorine doesn't leave Sakura Island any more, but she used to travel to see other doctors." Law had a sinking feeling he knew what Tony-ya was about to say, and he wasn't sure how he felt about it. "She once told me about a married pair of doctors from North Blue. They were trying to find a cure for a disease that was devastating their home country, but they and the rest of the country died before they succeeded."

"And their names were Trafalgar," Law finished with a sigh. Of course he had to run into the apprentice of the one doctor in the Grand Line that knew about his parents. Tony-ya nodded.

"Doctorine said there were no survivors," he said, and there was an inquisitive note in his voice but the tanuki kept going, which Law was grateful for. He did not want to explain his life history. "I assume the Ope Ope no Mi cured it?" He nodded stiffly, but didn't offer any further explanation. He wasn't certain his voice would hold steady if he did. Tony-ya seemed to understand his plight, as he moved the topic on quickly. "Despite Luffy's opinion, I don't see anything wrong. You're clearly underweight, but that doesn't seem to be affecting your health at all." This, Law's voice was steady enough to comment on.

"It's a side effect," he allowed, resting his forearms on his thighs and letting his torso hunch over slightly now that he wasn't being scrutinised. Tony-ya nodded in comprehension, before changing the topic again.

"Do you mind if I give you a check-up?" he asked, starting to stumble over his words. "I mean, you're a doctor and all and probably better than I am but Luffy said and sometimes it's good to get a second opinion although I guess your crew can probably give you that-"

"If you must," Law cut off his rambling. The tanuki wasn't incorrect that it was best to get someone else to check every so often, and he knew he had suffered slightly from his months in less than ideal living conditions on Punk Hazard. It had been several months since Penguin had last given him a cursory once-over. Now that Tony-ya had discovered his medical past, there was nothing to hide.

He remained silent as hooves prodded and probed, moving limbs when necessary. Tony-ya had no qualms brushing against the almost-unnoticeable paler patches of skin that marked the disease he'd survived, and he eventually found himself voicing his observation.

"You're not afraid of it." To his credit, Tony-ya didn't need to ask for clarification.

"Why should I be?" he shrugged as he took Law's blood pressure. "It's cured, and even if it wasn't, it's not a contagious affliction." Law's breath caught in his chest. While Cora-san had never shown any fear of catching the disease, even he had never come out and said that. He did not know if he'd yelled it to the hospitals he'd razed to the ground, but since the massacre of Flevance he had never heard anyone declare that it wasn't contagious. He was used to the cries of 'white monster' and being chased away before he 'contaminated' anyone.

"You know?" he managed, forcing his breathing back into a pattern.

"I've never heard of a contagious poison," Tony-ya pointed out. He felt his eyes get suspiciously damp, and pulled the peak of his cap down lower. A gentle hoof brushed against his knee for a split second before the tanuki continued to check his vitals, and Law was glad he didn't make a big deal out of it. He wasn't certain he'd keep his composure if Tony-ya had tried to comfort him.

The rest of the check-up passed in silence, Tony-ya saying nothing about Law's wet eyes when he checked his vision, and soon Law was able to pull his clothes back on.

"As I thought, you're perfectly healthy," the tanuki told him. "The few side effects you have don't appear to be impacting your health at all. You are underweight but your heart and lungs are strong and there's no point piling you with food to try and increase your weight. I'm sure you already know all this though and this was probably a waste of time but Luffy should get off your case now."

Law had wondered when he'd start rambling again. He'd appreciated the professional front Tony-ya had put up, but he'd come to realise that, although it was as it should be, it wasn't the tanuki's usual style at all.

"Of course, I'll tell him there's nothing wrong with you and that your weight isn't a concern. I won't tell anyone about the disease; it isn't relevant to us anyway-"

"I appreciate that," Law interrupted before Tony-ya got himself too tangled up in his rambles. "Thank you, Tony-ya." He left the room to squawks that sounded a bit like the tanuki was pretending to be unaffected by the praise and failing miserably.

Mugiwara-ya jumped on him almost immediately, which Law managed to evade with a well-timed Room to the other side of the corridor.

"What did Chopper say?" the rubberman demanded, invading Law's personal space undeterred. "Do you need more meat? Sanji can cook you more meat no problem." Law had no doubts that any extra meat cooked by Kuroashi-ya would end up in Mugiwara-ya's stomach regardless of its designated plate.

"Torao is fine," Tony-ya piped up from behind him, and Mugiwara-ya frowned.

"But he's so skinny! He needs to eat more!"

"Some people are just naturally thin, Luffy," the tanuki sighed, sounding as if he was already exhausted by the conversation. Law resumed his walk towards the deck and his abandoned book. "Torao is perfectly healthy. There's nothing to worry about."

Law noticed that Tony-ya didn't say that the check-up was a waste of time, and found that he agreed. He hadn't realised he'd needed to hear someone say his childhood bane wasn't contagious until the other doctor had done so, but his chest was just a little lighter now.