Warning for the foul language.

"I hate boarding school" Nami hollered as she slammed shut her door. She liked it or not, her mother already decided to enroll her to a boarding school.

She slumped on the bed. She already told her mother that she didn't want to enter boarding school, but few days later, she was told to pack her things up.

The school wasn't that far from her house. She just hated it. There was no freedom if she were to enter boarding school. She would have to follow all the rules and regulation the school had authorized. She hated it.

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"Oi Kidd, are you coming or not?" Killer shouted at the other end.

"Shut up and lower your voice damn it! I'm still a bit hungover" Kidd replied as he put his shirt on.

"Hurry up your ass over here" Killer's sharp voice shot his ear causing him to cringe and pull the phone away from his ear.

"Wait, where are you goi.. ah?" She shrieked when Kidd pushed her aside.

Kidd ignored her and made his way to the door leaving the raven hair girl in puzzle.

"Wait Kidd, you got it on her?"

Kidd replied with a chuckle.

"Fuck you! I am so jealous!" Kidd heard him whimper.

"Yeah don't shout. I'm coming right over" Kidd said ended the call.

After registration, Nami brought her luggage to her dorm, cursing while she did so. Bellemere and Nojiko followed her carrying her stuff.

Nami kicked the door open as she stepped into the small room. Placing her wheel bag next to the bed. Bellemere and Nojiko put her stuff on the table and some on the bed.

"Nami-chan!" Bellemere called as she walked closer to Nami. She petted Nami's head. "This is what I think the best for you"

Nami kept silent. Stuffing her garments into the closet. She was still mad actually.

"You are brilliant! I don't want you to mix with those people who just lead you to the bad side…"

"I know" Nami cut her off. "You may just leave" she added, not looking at the two. She still mad, damn it!

Bellemere and Nojiko looked at each other. Understood, they nodded. Bellermere gave her a hug from behind and so did Nojiko. But Nami didn't return the hug. They stepped out of the dorm and left Nami.

"Shit" Nami cursed and pouted. Tomorrow would be the first day of her school.

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"Motherfucker! I got dumbasses' blood on my shirt" Kidd cursed as he tugged his shirt. He was leaning against the knocked out bodies.

"Just change it" Killer said as he got up.

"These stupid people always get on my nerves" Kidd stood as he took off his shirt, pulling a new one from his bag pack and changed his shirt.

"You never really have a good mood to begin with" Killer said, throwing the wallets back to their respective owners who were still laying unconscious. "Let's just go"

Kidd picked up his bag pack and slung it over his back as he followed Killer.

"I don't feel like attending the school tomorrow" Kidd growled.

"Just come! We will see lots of new cuties tomorrow" Killer nudged his friend.

"Last time you said cute, none of them were" Kidd grunted.

First day of school, nothing really much they did other than ice-breaking session among students and teacher for each subject they'd taken. The teacher briefed about their syllabus and all sorts regarding the subject then the lesson started. Students also were needed to choose which club they wanted to join. Sharp 6.00 pm, the bell rang indicating the lesson ended. Students respectively leaving the school. That's how their daily lives at school.

As of that moment, they still didn't know each other, hell if they care until one day;

"Your report?" Nami asked as she extended her hand to Kidd and Killer when she came closer to their desk. She was assigned by the teacher to collect the report of their previous experiment.

Kidd stared at her hand before shooting her a glare in an attempt to shoo her away. Nami raised her brow and gave him a where-is-it look. He hated it. He didn't like it when someone demanded something from him that he didn't wish to give. Even if it was just the homework.

"Like I give a damn" He slapped her hand away.

Not interested in furthering the issue, she glanced away from him and turned her attention to Killer. "You?"

"No one give me the result of the experiment, so I didn't write my report" Killer replied spontaneously as he stood and rested his elbow on her shoulder, "But, if you let me copy one of these…"

"Err… whatever. Just explain yourself to the teacher" Nami pushed his hand away as she walked away.

Killer hummed, stroking his chin with his thumb. "I like her" he said as he watched her stepped out of the classroom. "What's her name again?" He turned to Kidd for an answer.

"Who knows?" Kidd placed his feet on the table as he leaned against the backrest.

Later, Nami returned and they started the class when the teacher came.

The bell rang, students scrambled to their feet and dashed towards the door. Before Nami could stepped out, she felt a hand roughly shoved her aside with causing her to stumble into the nearest desk, bumping her shoulder to the table before fell down the floor. She winced and felt a pain on her shoulder.

"Move!"

Nami heard a growl. She looked up and saw the man who shoved her aside. He glared at her furiously. Not backing off, she returned the glare, imitating the same threat he shot her.

"Nami!" A green hair girl came to Nami's aid. She pulled Nami up her feet.

When Kidd was about to walk, he felt somebody pulled him back.

"You could at least, say sorry! Don't you think so?" Nami snapped as she grabbed the collar of his back.

"What?" Kidd grunted as he caught her wrist. "Sorry? To you?"

"You don't hear me? I said, apologize!" She jerked her hand.

"Nami… don't" her green hair friend tried to calm her.

Kidd smirked. "Ha! This little…"

"Cut it out Kidd" Killer cut him off.

Kidd's expression changed and looked at Killer. After a while he leaned into her slowly until his face inches from hers and hissed, "Fuck you… bitch!". With that he left.

Nami was left stunned in her spot. After a while, she tch-ed regretting her action. If she knew she would get insult, she would rather let the incident slip. One thing she hated in the world was messing with rude people, yet she just did.

Not long after that incident, she learned his name. That was when she remembered, she heard the name countless times before. People in her town considered him as the big T or bad boy, but she never met him in person before. Who knew, Eustass Kidd, the owner of the name was a sixteen years old teen just like her. What's more, he was in the same class as her.

She heard rumors about him; not a very nice man, aloof, ill-mannered, bad temper, scary, harsh, a big T and some more unpleasant stories about him. They matched him perfectly, and she wondered why she didn't realize that too soon.

If that's the case, more reason for her to stay away from him. She didn't want anything to do with the big T. He dissed her last time. And maybe he would do that again in the future.

Maybe because it was her bad luck, she stuck with him in chemistry class. He would be her partner for the rest of the semester, as the teacher had stated. And that was also meant a hell for her. They had done a pair experiment previously, but the only one who did the work was her. What he did was sat around and watched her do all the task. All he did was to copy the report she had completed. And again, since she wasn't very good at arguing with rude people, she ignored him and let him do whatever he wanted. After all, she didn't want to deal with his direct insults.

And it was even like that when they did a group experiment. Even though there were four of them, the only people who worked the experiments were Keimi and her. Those two only sat, not doing anything.

Kidd and Killer were only watching as Nami continuously stirring the naphtalene with the thermometer. She asked Keimi to record the temperature of the naphtalene.

Nami, on the other hand, feeling uncomfortable with the stare. She sighed. "Instead of watching, why don't you two do something else?" she asked without looking at the duo.

Killer and Kidd looked at each other. Killer shifted closer to Keimi, didn't even sure what to do, so he asked her.

Kidd's lips curved into a smirk and he asked, "Like what?" still sitting on his spot, not moving.

Nami sighed in annoyance as she looked at him. "Figure it out yourself" she answered then resuming to her task.

Kidd raised his brows, impressed at her. "You sure is funny" he commented as he crossed his arms, leaning against the table and kept on watching her. "Since there's nothing I want to do, I want to watch you do the work"

Nami stopped working and glared at him. For a second there, she wanted to snap but since she remembered he wasn't a guy you wanted to mess with. But she couldn't help herself cursed at him.

"Asshole" Nami muttered but loud enough for Kidd to hear.

"I heard that girl!" He grabbed her wrist causing her to hiss. "And watch your mouth if you still love your teeth"

Nami rolled her eyes in annoyance. He was all but threat. Being with him for almost two months, she got used to it.

Keimi began to worry when she sensed the bad aura around them but managed to distract the little fight when she interrupted, "Mmmm… Nami… I think it's about time to remove the boiling tube"

"Move!" She hollered as she jerked her hand off of Kidd's grasp. "You are blocking the way"

"What if I don't?" Kidd questioned.

Being an asshole he was, she knew he would not move his ass from his comfortable place. Nami growled and took another route instead. She heard him chuckle a little as she walked to the sink.

Killer helped Keimi to turn off the heat and placed the naphtalene in a conical flask ignoring the little argument between his two members. "So, what else do we do… emm…. What's you name again?"

"Keimi!" She replied although she didn't know how many times he asked her that question.

"Yes! Keimi-chan?" Killer asked.

"We need to record the temperature of the liquid every 30 seconds until it reaches 60 degree Celsius" Keimi explained to Killer.

After they had done, Killer asked for Keimi's work. The girl was hesitant at first but a death glare from Kidd was enough to make her agree. She did not say anything afterwards.

"You can discuss with your classmate what you want to do during the school festival" the teacher told the students. That matter then were discussed during the homeroom period.

Nami, propping her head on her elbow, reading the lists of activities wrote by the class rep on the whiteboard. She tapped the pen on her table waiting for the period to end.

"So we all agree to conduct Festival vendor for the incoming school festival" Shepherd, the class rep's voice filled in the room as he announced the result of their votes. She looked at the board to see the result. "That's boring" she thought.

"So, discuss with each other, what are we going to sell… and Nami!"

She darted her eyes to the class rep when she heard her name being called out. "Yes!"

"Is it okay if you can help me pin these posters up on the message board?" Shepherd asked her. "These are the posters for the upcoming judo tournament"

She nodded as she headed to the front and took the posters from Shepherd.

"Thank you! I'll come over soon" Shepherd said as he continued to have few talks with the class. Nami looked at Keimi and motioned her to come along as she headed out. Keimi followed after.

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Nami stood on the chair, taking the poster from Shepherd and pinned it up on the board. Keimi was no where to be seen. As Nami busy adjusting the poster, Shepherd took the opportunity scanning her. Since she was standing on the chair, her thighs were on display. Nami was unaware of what was happening behind her back that she focused solely on her task.

He licked his lips as he enjoyed the free show not realizing a hand landed on his eyes and what he saw then were stars. He fell on the floor. Covering his aching eyes, he looked up just to see a figure stood in front of him.

"What the hell is your problem?" he yelled.

Nami turned around and widened her eyes at the sight. Jumping off the chair, she pushed Kidd aside and went to assist Shepherd. She glanced at Kidd and scolded, "Why did you hit him?"

Scoffing, Kidd replied, "It's none of your business". He bent over, "You should be grateful I don't hit you instead"

Nami was speechless. He was threatening her.

"Eustass Kidd!" Shepherd hollered as he got up. "I'm going to report you to the teacher" he threatened.

Kidd chuckled and looked at him cockily. "You dare?" he began to ball his fist. "Would like another taste? you dirty shrimp?"

Shepherd muted. He wouldn't want to risk another pain after what that asshole done.

"Kidd! If you don't stop it! I'll be the one to do so" Nami spoke as she stood in front of him. True, she didn't want to mess with the delinquent guy but he was just too much.

"You?" Kidd sent her a threatening glare.

Nami swallowed hard but she wouldn't give a damn about that anymore. He needed to be taught how to respect people. "Yes! I will" she replied and returned the glare.

Blinking his eyes, he pushed her aside roughly and walked off. "Uh! Whatever" he said as he waved his hand.

And that was it, he was challenging him. She looked at Shepherd.

"Are you okay?" Nami asked concern. "Do you want to go to the infirmary?"

"No!" Shepherd stated. "I want to make a report" he said as he walked off. Nami followed Shepherd afterwards.

The next day, Eustass Kidd was called to the teachers' room. Nami watched him left the class. Kidd didn't even glance at her when he headed out of the class. The next day, she didn't see Kidd. Soon, she heard that he was suspended for assaulting the class rep.

"Heard you report Kidd to teacher" Killer spoke as he put his book on Nami's table.

"I'm sorry I have to do that" Nami said. Although the one who made it was Shepherd. She just happened to be a witness. She wouldn't wonder if Killer or Kidd hated her for that.

"Okay! I understood" Killer said as he waved his hands in the air, "He must be bored without me there"'

Nami curve the corner of her mouth. That Killer sure could crack a joke. "I bet you are the one who was bored"

"I am not! I'm good" Killer defended.

"Yeah! Whatever!"

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Nami was heading to the lab. Just when she was about to push the door, she heard her name being mentioned and laughter from the other side of the room came after . She stopped as she tried to comprehend what being said. She recognized it very well. It was Shepherd. Then she heard loud giggles came with another dirty jokes about her. Though she wasn't physically near, she felt like being sexually harassed.

She was about to leave when she heard he mentioned Kidd's name. She stood against the wall, listening to every words he said. He was talking about the previous incident. Somehow she could relate the reason Kidd hit Shepherd. Or maybe it wasn't at all. But she felt, Kidd had saved her.

Pang of guilt washed over her. She didn't know what to say. But then again, would Kidd do that for her? He stated many times he didn't like her and that she pissed him off, even though she barely did anything to him. Would he do that just for her? What was the point? Or maybe the sole reason was because he felt like he wanted to hit someone. The more she questioned herself, the more she confused. One thing she knew, he might do that for whatever reason but she felt he had saved her.

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"Kidd isn't the type of guy to start shit. He doesn't go around throwing random punches and searching for trouble" Killer explained, knowing his friend too much.

Nami nodded. Wanting to hear more about Kidd. Sure she might not know anything about Kidd and his lifestyle, but it didn't hurt to know. The more she knew, the more she would understand, if that possible.

"Killer, how come you guys can be so close?" Nami asked out of curiosity.

"What do you mean? Kidd and I?" Killer looked up at her.

She nodded. "You guys are total opposite but still a good friend"

Killer looked at her for a while and then smiled. "We are neighbour ever since we were little. We used to play and do shit together. He is a good guy actually before his parents died in accident eight years ago"

Killer sighed, remembering the past. When his parents died, he had been a mess. Using his anger to mask his wound. "I don't know how he take the death, but he didn't seem to be able to deal with it. I, too, lost my parents when I was four. I don't even remember how they look like nor I have memories about them. But I know, sometimes, I felt lonely. That must be how he felt back then"

Nami was a little surprise at the revelation. Now she understood, despite his hard look, he was hiding the unseen wounds and scars.

"Grandma took him in and he stayed with us until he moved here two years ago"

Nami nodded. That explained why they were so close.

"And then, I heard, he is raising his name here. In this town. Not in a good way though" He chuckled. He knew, Kidd just drowned his sorrows with fighting, drinking and sex to forget about his tragic past. He wondered if Kidd got over it. "If grandma knew about this, she's going to beat his ass".

Nami laughed a little. "Then, what about you? Why are you staying here?"

"School baby, school. We were schoolmate during junior high school. We met Wire after that"

"Sounds like, you are just following him here" Nami shrugged.

"That's rude! Grandma asks me to watch over him" Killer whined. Even if his grandma didn't ask him, he would do it. He didn't want his best friend to stray far away from being bad to worse or even worst.

"So you are babysitting Kidd"

"More or less"

"You sure are a good friend Killer" Nami smiled.

"So, do you fall for me?" Killer smirked.

"What?"

"Put that aside, I wonder what made him hit Shepherd" Killer confused, changing the subject.

"Maybe Shepherd has done something that pissed him off?" Nami suggested.

"Hmmm… Kidd doesn't give a damn about that small dick" Killer said and looked at Nami. "I should ask him tonight"

"Are you going to see him tonight?" Nami asked.

"Well, yeah! Why?"

"That… can you bring me along too?"

There was a silent between them before Killer spoke again.

"I don't have problem with that. I'd be more than happy to bring you there. But I don't think Kidd likes the idea"

"Um… I just want to say sorry to him… for yelling at him" she stated. "And the report"

"Why? Not that he cares"

"I just don't feel right!" She replied. "Maybe he hit Shepherd because he wanted to, but he was saving me… without him knowing"

"You're not that stupid as you may look" Killer chuckled.

"Hey, I don't take that as compliment"

"Kidd would say that"

"Huh?"

Killer stared at her and smirked knowingly. "Then, I'll wait outside the gate after school" he stated.

"Okay! thanks Killer" She smiled at him. Compared to Kidd, Killer was better. She spent almost all of her time with Killer and she felt comfortable around him. After all, Killer always sought for her, always complaint about Kidd to her. She did not realize when they became good friend. He might share some of Kidd's traits and he looked like he could snap her in half a twig but he was more friendly and energetic, and polite too.

He at least could make friends with some of the students. He always dragged her along to have lunch with them. Kidd also seemed to be fine if she hung around them. She just had to be careful not to push any of Kidd's berserk button or else he would vent his anger without hesitation.

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"Killer? Are you sure we can go inside?" Nami pulled his arm, pointing at the warning sign, "Under 16 are restricted" Her other hand hugged her bag pack securely in her arm.

"That's why we choose this bar. This is our spot"

Nami confused.

"You'll know once you are inside" Killer said and draped his arms around her shoulder, dragging her along.

"That guy?" she raised her brows when she saw one familiar face as she passed the counter. "Did he work here?"

"Wire? Oh, Nope? His uncle owns the bar. He just helped" Killer explained as he led her to the far left corner where Kidd was.

Kidd was downing his sixth glass when he saw Killer made his way to his spot. He frowned when he saw Nami.

"What is she doing here?" Kidd scowled.

"We are on a date!" Killer swung his arm around Nami's shoulder. "Right, babe?"

Nami smiled bitterly. Killer had her to sit across Kidd and then took Nami's bag pack as he walked away.

"What are you doing here?" Kidd asked.

She could hear his tight tone. He really didn't like the idea of her coming along. She cleared her throat as she began to speak. "That… last time. I'm sorry"

"Ha?" Kidd raised his voice in question. "What for?"

Nami stayed silent. Trying to form her words carefully.

Noting her struggling to answer him, he downed half the glass of the beer and watched her over the rim of his glass. Her head downcast. He placed his glass on the table. "Whatever! Suit yourself" he replied.

She looked at him then she smiled slowly. At least he didn't take it to his heart. She only sat in silence as she examined her surrounding. This was her first time coming to bar. Had her mother known, she was going to get an earful.

"Do you drink girl?" Killer suddenly appeared as he put cans of beer on the table.

Nami shook her head.

Killer sighed "I get you fresh-lime soda. Is it okay?" He waved at the waiter and ordered lime soda.

Nami nodded.

Kidd chuckled. "Got yourself an angel this time Killer, eh?"

Killer shrugged in response.

Nami flushed at the statement. Was it really a matter if she didn't drink. She questioned herself as she held her hands tightly. Maybe this wasn't a place for her.

As she was busy watching her surrounding, she saw a blonde girl stalked towards their direction. Her eyes widened when she saw her sat on Kidd's thigh and swung her arms around his shoulder. She could see that blonde purposely grinding against Kidd. She heard once, people said he was a gorgeous man. It turned out to be true. Not only the blonde in front of her, some other chicks were also fixed their eyes on him.

Kidd looked over her and ran his eyes over her scantily clad body. His hand grabbed around her waist.

Pure shock washed over her and Killer noticed this and laughed at her reaction. He leaned closer to her ear, "This wasn't uncommon here baby. Kidd is like a chick-magnet"

Nami purposely turned her head to Killer so that she didn't have to look at Kidd and that blonde.

"There isn't a girl around here that doesn't want him and he had no problem dealing with them too…" he paused for a while, "...as long as they spread their legs for him, that's it" Killer grinned naughtily.

Having to heard such dirty statements from Killer, felt like he was insulting those women. Or maybe she was just too sensitive and didn't get used to their way of saying things. She really shouldn't come here.

"I think I want to go home" Nami told Killer.

Killer glanced over his watch. "It's still too early…" when he saw her uncomfortable expression, he sighed, "but if you say so… wait here! Gonna get your bag" he petted her shoulder.

Nami could make it clear that she saw the blonde latched her mouth onto the side of Kidd's neck. Had she no shame doing all that in the crowd. She winced and glanced away with a heavy sigh.

"Well girl! If you can't take it, stop looking" Kidd stated as he smirked at her. He had been watching her from the very beginning. Knowing she was uncomfortable at the sight. He pulled away from the blonde, pushing her aside so that he could bend over and put a glass of beer in front of her. "There! Take a drink and forget what you saw"

Instead of taking the beer, she finished her soda. Closing her eyes as she drank to erase the disgusting sight in front of her. Later Killer came with her bag pack. Nami immediately stood and walked away quickly.

"I'm sending Nami home" Killer said to Kidd as he looked Kidd over his shoulder.

Kidd replied with a wave of his hand as he turned his attention to the blonde next to him.

Nami fluttered opened her eyes when her nose picked up some delicious smell.

"Oh yeah! I'm home" she stated as she got up and walked to the washroom, grabbing her towel as she passed the door.

Exiting her bedroom, she was greeted with a sight of prepared breakfast on the table.

"Good morning honey"

"Morning" she replied, pulling the chair and took her seat. She picked up her fork and began eating her pancakes.

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Kidd grunted in his sleep. His head throbbed violently, like it was about to explode. He opened his one eye and looked around the strange room.

Forcing himself to get up, he sat at the edge of the bed, searching for his shirt and jeans that scattered on the floor. The room was a bit messy and he didn't remember how that could happen. Suddenly he felt warm lips grazed his back. He quickly got up and picked up his clothes, wearing the materials and exited the room ignoring her call. Cuddling after sex wasn't his thing. He didn't need that warmth. All he need was the warmth between those legs.

"Hurry up Killer. I really need to sleep off the alcohol" he ended the call. He sat on the stool as he waited for Killer. Damn he felt like his head wanted to explode. Later Killer arrived to pick him up.

TBC...