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Here is the first chapter to an idea I have for a story. I dont know if I will continue it, but if you guys like it, then let me know. Love you all and thanks for reading! :D
Call Me
Chapter One
Eustass Kidd strode down the hall, his briefcase slung casually over his shoulder, and grinned as he received the looks of shock and skepticism from passing teachers and students. His thick boots clunked on the polished tiles, echoing through the air. When he finally made it to his class room, he glanced at the watch on his wrist, and saw he was 10 minutes late. His dark lips twisted into a smirk. Old habits died hard, he guessed.
He paused outside the door and listened to the snickers and the chattering of the teens inside. Some were chanting "5 more minutes" like their lives depended on it. It was only the first week of classes and the kids were already sick of being coped up inside. Heh-heh. that will never change, no matter how old you get.
Kidd waited till there was exactly 30 seconds left of the 15 minute arrival window before he entered the class room. He yanked open the door, laughing like a lunatic in his head at his dick move, and strode in.
"Good morning class," he greeted, tossing his briefcase and bike keys on the large desk in the front of the room.
As he placed his maroon blazer haphazardly over the back of his chair, Kidd turned to the students, and took an empty chair, spun it toward him, and propped a booted foot on it. He examined the class room and huffed, annoyed that it was as dull looking as it ever was. Stupid posters of diagrams, the conjunctions, site words, and other English related crap littered the walls. He'd have to tear all this shit down later. Maybe during lunch... Kidd met the eyes of some bewildered students and remembered they were there.
"All right, brats," he clapped his his hands together, "Here are the rules for my class: do the work I assign you, show up, and don't piss me off. This has not been my best week, so I strongly encourage the last of the three."
His amber eyes bore into the faces of the junior and senior class men. He let all the students get a good look at his face and watched as the student's faces around him turned from boredom to shock, and then for some, recognition. There where many seniors who gasped in fear and disbelief, whispering nervously to their nearby class mates.
"My name is Eustass Kid, and for this year's English class I'm either gonna be your best friend, or your worst enemy."
His lips stretched into it's familiar snarky sneer, crinkling the scar that went through his left eye and one that dragged from the left side of his forehead, going down his neck and under the collar of his black v-neck, long sleeve shirt.
"Now," he continued, straightening his bent leg on the floor, "I don't care to learn your names if you are not going to take this class seriously-"
The class room door banged open and in stepped a tall, slim man, probably 18 or so. He had a small black goatee, with a matching head of thick black hair, but a majority of it was hidden by a weird looking white hat that was decorated with black spots on the rim.
He paused for a moment, noticing Kidd staring at him with a glare, and then sauntered by casually in a yellow shirt, the black leather jacket over it showing off his shoulders. His skinny jeans were light blue with more odd black spots on the knee and ankle areas and the black ankle boots that looked a size too big were completely silent as he found a seat in the back of the class next to a sleeping raven haired student.
"Sorry I'm late, " the teen apologized with a smile as he looked at Kidd.
The red head continued his glare at the raven another moment, then turned back to the class.
"Like I was saying," Kidd repeated, "I'm not gonna bother taking you seriously if you don't show me and this class the same courtesy. A.K.A : I won't badger you to turn in your shit. Turn it in, don't turn it in, it's all gonna get graded as I have it. Hand in half ass work, you are gonna get a half ass grade." He crossed his arms over his broad chest. "I understand that shit happens, and that life gets in the way. That's why every homework assignment given in this class is going up on the school website with its due date. Its super easy to understand, so I wont accept excuses like 'Oh, well the site wasn't clear!' If you have a reason to turn in your work late, then email me the date when you are able to get it done. Any assignments that are over a week late I wont except them. Got it?"
Collective nods and murmurs of 'yes' filled the room.
Red eyes glanced at the clock behind the kids on the wall. God damn it, only 10 minutes had passed...
"Any questions?" he reluctantly asked.
The teen with the white hat raised a tattooed hand.
Eustass raised a hairless eyebrow. "Yes?"
"What if we need help with the assignments, or we have a question out side of class?" A slow smile spread across the young mans face like he knew something Kidd didn't.
Eustass ran a hand through his thick, shaggy hair before answering, a little uncomfortable under the droopy eyed gaze.
"Well, the assignments are pretty straight forward and fairly short, but if you guys have questions email them to me at the address posted on the site any week day weekday between 2:30 pm and 9 pm, and I'll get back to you as quick as possible. Any thing else?" he asked in an annoyed voice.
There was a silence for a moment in the room until the tattooed teen asked another question, "Yeah. Are you single?"
The question hung in the hair in shocked silence, then was broken wjile the students snickered as Kidd's face turned as red as his hair. Great, a smart ass.
He took his therapy breaths like he had been taught before he answered.
"I don't see how that question is relevant at all, you brat, but if you must know, no I'm not." he said seriously, frowning at the student. "I'm actually getting married in a few months."
The quiet laughter stopped abruptly. Even the white hatted teen seemed a little taken aback as Kidd's honesty for a moment before he covered it with another cool smile.
"I think your lying, Teacher-ya," he said, while not so discreetly, raising his left hand to his face.
The laughter doubled in volume this time, and Kidd's face turned dark with his bubbling anger.
"What?" the older man asked the teens sharply, " You think that just because I don't have a ring, for some sappy shit like that, it makes me a liar?"
He raised his left arm and yanked up his black sleeve to his elbow. It revealed a 2 inch prosthetic cuff that connected his left hand at the wrist to the rest of his forearm. It was clear and showed all the veins and tendons that moved when the teacher flexed his hand. more scars skidded their way up from Kidd's cuff, giving the skin a ropey gleam to it.
"Where I come from, men and women don't need to base their feelings off of how big a Goddamn rock is. We show it with our actions."
That shut the group up and Eustass swept his dark gaze over them all again before turning his back to them.
"It's painfully obvious to see how little you know of the world out side this shitty school, so I would think twice before trying to act like you're hot stuff." He said in disappointment, then began to write down some information on the the board from the open notebook in his hand.
"Go take a break," he ordered with a growl. Just 40 minutes left to go.
Trafalgar Law watched with amuesment as the tall, red haired teacher turned to write on the white board.
"Go take a break," he growled, not turning around, and the students scattered.
Law stayed where he was and observed the muscles under the fiery red heads shirt. Eustass Kidd getting married, huh? Well, Trafalgar would soon change THAT one way or another.
The raven stood gracefully, ignoring the appreciative looks that he got from both boys and girls alike, and made his way to the teacher's desk.
"So, Teacher - ya, aren't you going to ask me my name?"
Kidd scoffed. "And why the hell would I need to know? Or even care?"
The marker squeaked with every word.
"I think it would be appropriate to know the name of your future lover, don't you, Mr. Eustass- ya?"
The only reaction Trafalgar got was the blushing of the teachers ears.
"Uh, sorry there brat," he laughed, no humor in it, " but I already said I was getting married. Plus, I've had my fair share of lovers and you definitely do not cut it."
Law just smiled, letting the insult slide. "Oh, really? What was it, then, that you are speaking about only moments ago? 'Actions speak louder then stones'?"
The redhead scoffed again." I never said it was love at first sight, did I?" He said, capping the marker.
He turned around to see Law was leaned
over against the teacher's desk, chin propped in one hand, his head tilted to the side in an innocent manner.
The dark haired teen watched the other man's gaze drift over the tattoos on his hands. He straightened, never breaking eye contact with those crimson orbs.
"Well, if you ever need a favor 'Trafalgar Law' is my name." Law said slyly, giving the teacher small, knowing smile.
He walked back to his seat and sat down without another word.
KIdd called the students back together, a little frazzled Law could happily say.
"Since I can't let you I'll go for at least another half hour, make the most of it by doing this assignment. Tapping to the board, Eustass gestured to what he had written down.
For the rest of this class, and the homework for the next class, bring a list of 5 music artists that you like / admire. Pick one song from each artist and write two to three paragraphs apiece on why you like that song, and what it says to you.
The class seemed perplexed and Eustass sighed before proceding to explain.
"One of the things about English that made it as boring as hell was always talkimg about the same shit :Shakespeare, Dickinson, Poe-authors that I didn't give a shit about in the first place,"
Kidd hopped up on the desk and crossed his long legs. "I was always wishing we talk about stuff was actually relevant and how I related to it. Reading isn't for everybody, hell, talking isn't for everybody, but listening, connecting, to something like music, is. There's music for everyone, in any situation. Find it, share it, and you might find your not as long as you think. Now get the hell ta work."
Law frowned. He happened to like Poe, especially in Tell-Tale Heart when the guy cuts up his enemies heart and then stuffs it under the floorboards.
He sighed as he turned and grabbed a paper and pad out of his backpack. Might as well get started on his calculus homework...
After a few moments Trafalgar put down his pencil in annoyance. Someone was tapping their pencil and it was really starting to urk him. He looked up and almost laughed. The said teacher had a pair of headphones plugged in and was tapping out beat to the song he was listening to. Tr
afalgar realized that this was a good opportunity to really study Kidd for a few moments.
The man had definitely changed in the last 6 years since graduation. The pale man's fiery red hair was settled into a bright auburn, and the scars on his face we're certainly post graduation, but his black fingernails and dark red lipstick or still the same. And his eyes.
God the thing that had infatuated the almost 13 year old Trafalgar with the 18 year old Eustass Kidd at the time where those fucking eyes. Eyes that saw into your soul and set it on fire.
Law remembered the first time he had ever set eyes on Eustass Kidd. It was a week after the start of his freshman year...
*6 years prior*
Law rushed over to the shadows behind the school to peacefully eat his lunch. Those damn sophmores were teasing him again about his age difference, in the grades skipping.
He had actually thought he had escaped untill the sound of crashing undergrowth and obnoxious laughter alerted him to their presence.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Panda?" The oldest and tallest boy in the group sneered.
"Why are you hiding, freshmen? Huh? Its like you don't want to see us."
"I don't!" Law snapped, "Why would anyone want to see YOUR ugly faces?"
And with that, the boys encircled him and started to kick the shit out of him. Kicks connected with his chin, cheek, his eye. He felt a rib crack with a few repeating kicks to his side.
His vision was just starting to fade, when he saw blurry figure swipe the group of boys off their feet. He looked up with glazed eyes into pools of fire. As he gasped for air, he felt his heart constrict abnormally. Who was he? Why was he helping Law?
"You think pickin on some one that is smaller than he was going to make you big, strong men? You think that out numbering a kid 6 to 1 is a fair fight?!" The man with fiery exploded in anger. He spat on the ground and disrespect. "You mother fuckers make me sick! Have some goddamn honor! I ever catch you picking on a twerp like that again, I'll tear you all a new one!"
Trafalgar had managed to sit up at this point, observing his savior. He was tall, incredibly so, probably over 6 feet, and his hair was red spikes of flames held back with just a pair of googles.
He wore open black vest with black and yellow lizard pants, accented with red fringes on the legs. His motorcycle clad feet were less than 2 feet from his own.
The man's blue sash around his waist moved slightly as he jabbed his finger at the cowering sophomores, causing the bangles around his wrists jingle angrliy.
" Now, get the fuck out of here!" He roared.
The 6 boys squeaked in fright and took off as fast as they could, tripping over their feet along the way.
While watching them retreat, Law couldn't help but smirk. At least until the man in front of Law snapped. "Get up, you fucking wimp!"
Trafalgar obeyed as quickly as he could, gasping a little as he felt his ribs crack and creak in pain.
"Shut the hell up!" The man with the fiery eyes ordered. "If you grew some balls and acted like a man, this shit wouldn't have happened."
Law just hung his head in shame. "I'm sorry-" his apology was cut off as he was clipped in the head. His world spun , and only just managed to ground himself before falling over.
"Don't fucking apologize to me, you stupid bastard. You're the one that got the shit beat out of him."
"Thank you," Law amended, dipping his head.
He gave a lazy smile to hide the pain like he had always done." Mr...?"
"Eustass, Eustass Kidd. And don't you ever forget it, squirt. You owe me a favor now, and I'm a man that collects my debts."
With that Eustass Kidd strode away, leaving Law staring behind him. After that Law tried so hard to even catch a glimpse of the redhead, even in passing. He also tried to do as Eustass suggested and 'grow' some balls, but the mean, tough guy act didn't work with Trafalgar. Instead he used his brain and cunning, along with his strength, to help build his own reputation.
But try as hard as he might, Law barely saw Kidd in school since that day. After that, Kidd graduated, and he didn't heard of the man again until almost a year later when he was sitting at home alone, thankfully, with only his dog Bepo to keep him company.
He had been watching a crappy TV special, flipping to the news to check the time. It was then he saw the familiar mug shot of flaming red hair and piercing amber eyes. He sucked in a breath and turned up the volume.
"Reports say that 19 year old Eustass Kidd charged into the burning building, and has yet to reappear..."
Fear crawled in Law's belly, watching in horror as the building collapsed. And no sign of Kidd or the person he was trying to say was ever found. The only thing that was uncovered was the bones of some unlucky victims and a pet or two in the rubble.
Trafalgar waited anxiously for days, weeks, and finally months before he resigned himself to never knowing. Maybe he would see Eustass in the future, maybe he wouldn't. If anything in his life was ever learned by Trafalgar Law, it was to live one day at a time. He would wait. In time he always got what he wanted.
Back to the present...
Trafalgar looked at the clock. 5 more minutes before he could leave. He had three more classes after this before lunch, and then he had independent study.
He could have graduated last year, but he needed an excuse to stay away from home, and... him. 'Ugh,' he thought. That bastard was the only thing between Law and complete reformation since the day he decided to be a man...
.
Well, at least he lived on his own now. He had been living in the 2 room apartment going on almost 2 years now. The freedom, though, was only surface deep, he knew. He was still at the mercy of that vile prick.
The raven started to gather up his books when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He forced himself to relax when he saw it was just his friend Ace.
"Hey, Law, how's it going?" He asked with a yawn, slapping a hand on his friends back.
"Alright. It seems your narcolepsy is as convenient as ever." Law replied cooley, really just wanting to head to his next class.
Subtlety, of course, flew through one ear and out the other with the narcoleptic raven.
"That's great! Hey, do you think that new teacher is hot? How old you think he is? I swear he looks sorta familiar... "
Trafalgar just shook his head. "Just keep bangiing the captain of the police force and I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually. Besides," he said, dropping his voice into a whisper as he leaned toward his friend, "He's mine."
Aces dark eyes widened mischievously, and a wide grin spread across his frekeled face.
"You go get some, brother! If there's anything I know about you- and there's a lot - it's once you want something you don't let go until you're satisfied."
Law smiled lecherously as he finished packing up his stuff. As he walked out of the door, he snatched a glance at the red head. Yes sir, this semester and the next were going to be very interesting...
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