"Who wants to be a surgeon when he grows up?"
"Me! Me!"
"Oh-kay... Now, who wants to...eat? Me, me, me!"
Doflamingo watched as a four year-old Law scrambled to get up and follow him to the kitchen. He snickered then stopped in front of the fridge, thinking of what to feed the child since Vergo was out doing the shopping duty, to say the least. For such a little kid, Law displayed a mind of a six year-old rather than his current age. Doflamingo knew he couldn't afford to mention anything related to his business in front of Law. Not now.
Putting on a very cheerful smile as he tilted his head to look at the child, Doflamingo leaned forward towards the latter then gathered Law in his arms, lifting him up carefully before pulling the fridge open with a single hand. A variety of food met their gazes: Meat, vegetables, fruits, a rainbow of sweets, and liquors seemingly of all types. The older male felt a tug on the collar of his shirt and he looked at Law, who was peering at the fridge's content with mild interest.
"You said mama's in the grocery,"said the kid as he faced Doflamingo with confusion. "But our fridge's still filled with food..."
Doflamingo tensed ever so slightly at the child's words. Shit, why did I even tell him that Vergo's out buying food supplies? he asked himself angrily, not letting the emotion show on his face. He grinned at Law then rubbed the kid's hand using his free hand. "Aw, well, I guess mama wants to buy someone wearing a furry hat a tub of ice cream,"he lied, winking at Law who immediately brightened up at the thought of some frozen treats. Doflamingo sighed with relief; Law may be too bright for his age, but he was still a child. Said child then started pulling at the collar of Doflamingo's shirt once again, one small hand pointing at the front door's direction.
"I wanna meet mama outside when he comes back!"the kid told him, storm cloud-like eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Doflamingo laughed. "Gee, Law, you're such a sweet kid! I wonder when'll ya get diabetes..."he exclaimed to which the child just pouted at.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. The blond looked away from Law then grinned.
Trafalgar Law. A bright, enthusiastic kid. To Doflamingo, the child was the young brother he never had, despite the latter calling him 'Pa'. It made him wonder what actually the child did to catch his attention. Maybe it was the fact that Law was unlike any other kid he normally sees. Or maybe it was because Law can sometimes read him like a book. Doflamingo didn't quite know what the reason had to be.
Law had a goal already despite for his very young age. Studying was playing for him, his companions comprising of a scalpel and a frog that he had to dissect. When Doflamingo asked him once about his dream, Law answered him with a simple yet a zealously-delivered line, "I want to be a surgeon!".
Funny kid.
"I guess It'll be fine if I stick with you until the end,"Doflamingo murmured, not realizing that he verbally uttered his thoughts. He blinked when Law poked him lightly on the forehead whil giving him a confused look.
"What's that?"
Doflamingo grinned then shook his head. "Nothing. You're being nosy, huh?"
Suddenly, an uncharacteristic pout appeared on the child's face. "Are you angry with me for being nosy?"Law asked, tone low as he looked up at him apologetically. Doflamingo laughed.
"Nah. Never."
He was angry. To think that the man had the gall to stand up against him. Heck, who does the man think he is now? Now that he had gained such a nice title from the Government? Damn, they were just in the same position.
Same position, yet different desicions.
And Doflamingo didn't like the fact that Law decided to go against him. He sneered, yet the crease on his brows told of another story. An alliance between Strawhat Luffy and Law was the last thing he would ever think of. In fact, he deemed it impossible. But then again, in this world where people turns into smoke, flame, and any sort of ferocious animal, nothing is impossible. The only question was why did Law decided to make an alliance with the late ''Fire-fist'' Portgas D. Ace's brother? He have yet to find out.
He remembered his last conversation with Vergo, telling him that Law had entered the SAD production room. Doflamingo didn't like the sound of it, and he found himself ordering the dark-haired male to eradicate the youth mercilessly. After that, he fell in a thinking bout. His thoughts trailed off back to the years when he was lifting a curious, little child up in his arms.
And that child grew up to turn against him afterwards.
The whistling of the wind against his ears sent him back to reality. Up in the sky he was, headed to Punk Hazard to meet the person he raised face to face. If he would be given a chance, he'd end the man with his bare hands.
Or maybe...not.
"Haa... These kids have amazing luck! Haa... To think the 'Sky Way' would be cut off! Fufu!"
As he remained airborne, something in the horizon caught his gaze. A thick, white smoke forming a trail upwards the sky, and a sail. The pink feather-jacketed male didn't need to squint his eyes to get a better view to find out that it was a raft, remaining in its position just as barely since the sea's gentle waves rocked it from time to time. Doflamingo hovered above it for a while after recognizing it, his jolly roger printed on the raft's sail large enought that it would be stupid to not recognize it in a distance, then landed on board with a stern look.
In front of him lies Baby 5 and Buffalo's heads, tied using a chain as if the person who did this to them was afraid that the two might somehow find a way to get back to their bodies. Which, to Doflamingo's view, was impossible. Their heads were on a board, and down in front of them, in front of him, was a Den Den Mushi resting on top of a wooden crate. The furry, spotted hat, the jolly roger that resembled a smiling virus...
"Young Master!"Buffalo yelled, face trickling with sweat as he tried to move his head in an attempt to look at the blond more carefully. Baby 5, on the other hand, had tears in her eyes, cheeks flushed red.
"Dammit! That Law really betrayed us!"she cried, looking angry all over. The tears slowly descended down her cheeks, and she tried shaking her head with anger but abandoned the idea with the fear that she might fall into the waters below.
"We're sorry! I will apologize by taking my life!"
"Even though you needed me, I couldn't accomplish it!"
Behind the dark-tinted films of his sunglasses, Doflamingo's eyes widened at the truth the two of his henchmen spoke of. He watched as Baby 5 cried, while Buffalo went on mumbling about taking his life to receive his master's forgiveness. He wanted to frown, shout, and destroy things. Maybe kill someone, too. But he calmed himself. He wouldn't accomplish anything with a mind blinded by a cloud of rage. Taking a deep breath that could not be noticed by the two cut-apart underlings as they continued to mope about their failures.
Doflamingo scanned the raft, from the sail bearing his jolly roger, down the board where the two heads lay, and the wooden deck. "Isn't this the lifeboat from our tanker?"he asked, tone now calm as if something about a certain someone betraying them didn't happen. The Shichibukai looked at the two, eyes narrowed behind his sunglasses.
Buffalo was the first to speak, though he didn't supply his superior an answer. "We're ashamed!"he yelled with shame, trying not to make eye contact with the fear of being killed. He opened his mouth once more but closed it afterwards, finding much difficulty to voice out the embarrassment they had to suffer after being incapacitated by Straw Hat and his crew. Beside him, Baby 5 continued to sob, cheeks burning a deep red as she caught where her dark-haired companion's words were leading. "But after that...!"
"It's fine,"said Doflamingo, cutting out any more attempts at Buffalo's tale, "don't say anything. All you did...was obey me." He lifted his left foot up and crushed the wooden pail lined up with smoke-emitting rods inside. As he did so, however, the Den Den Mushi in front of him started to speak.
"I'm surprised,"the transponder snail spoke calmly. Doflamingo was certain that on the other line, the speaker's behavior was the same. "To think the boss would show up in person..."
Doflamingo's smile widened, eyes narrowing once more as he locked his now intense gaze at the invertebrate. "Law, is it?" It wasn't a question, but a statement. "It's been a while... You're not easy to meet."
"It's been a while... You're not easy to meet,"Law repeated on the other line. It must be an attempt to annoy him, but Doflamingo wasn't phased. Not one bit. He had to. He was about to make a comment about the unnecessary attempt when suddenly, the Den Den Mushi's eyes widened with what seemed to be fear and started crying. A familiar voice spoke, or rather screamed pleadingly, at the blond.
"Jo-Jokeeerrrr! Save me!"
Doflamingo's smile almost faltered. They did catch Ceasar, then, and being put on the line so that the blond could hear him means that the scientist was safe. Well...damn.
He stepped towards the Den Den Mushi, the smile on his face becoming wide again. Maybe he would try another strategy to find out something, as he glanced at Baby 5 and Buffalo. "Where are Baby 5 and Buffalo's bodies?"he casually asked, though he expected to receive a fake answer.
"I have no idea. Don't ask useless questions." The transponder snail then sneered at him. "Let's talk business..."
Neh, I have no idea why I came up with this...
Feel free comment anything you like.
Waaahh, should I smile or not? XD
