AU/KidxLaw


There was the bruised cheek, going purple. The disturbing shades of hurt blue and sick red, dark scratches crystal clear on the tips of abused lips. A bloodied nose and a dark purple eye- but he was smiling. Trafalgar Law was standing, with a big bright smile on his face outside Kid's door of his apartment at dead midnight.

Eustass had nothing much to say, his expression stiff and withering at the sight of a very pathetic Law. He looked exceptionally worthless tonight.

"Hello." The man chirps cheerfully, both hands waving with a cute circular motion through the cold night air. Kid takes note of the fourth finger on Law's hands, the one jutting out in an odd angle- adorable, he mutters quietly inside his head.

"Hi. Bye." Two words he offered to the darker man, attempting to close the damn front door in his face. The door was frankly the only protection he had between himself and the lunatic of a man named Trafalgar Law. However the door severely disappoints him when it proves useless due to one lean leg wedging itself in between the closing space.

Kid briefly wonders if he should just crush the door to close along with the leg. Unfortunately no matter how controversial, the man's legs were highly attractive assets. It would sort of be a waste, really. So the pale man lets out a pale sigh, accompanied by a particle of his soul.

"Trafalgar." Kid mutters between his teeth, allowing Law to squeeze his face through the space of a nearly closed door, blinking up at Kid with a sheepish little grin.

"May I please have the permission to enter your domain, Mister Eustass?"

Whether or not his choice of words was highly polite, somehow what Kid thought he heard was "Open the fucking door, Eustass."

"No." The owner of the domain answers curtly, Kid slaps his own face with his palm when Law makes the puppy eyes at him. How can those lifeless pair of dry grey eyes, the very representation of 'cynical' be even capable of making that look? That was downright cheating.

Kid grunted in distress. "Pretty please," Law cooed, "With a cherry on top?"

There were those times when Kid just had to reflect on his life and search for the reason, what he has ever done to land him in this situation. The face only brings up memories he was only starting to forget after so much effort. It was unpleasant to have them back.

"Have a heart Eustass."

"It's hard to have one when you're Trafalgar Law, Trafalgar Law."

"Oh- ha ha, Mister Eustass. Really now."

Another short grunt before Kid opens the door with a very clear frown on his face. His arms remove themselves from the door with a certain amount of doubt, but he certainly wasn't expecting Law to fall through the door and smack himself down the floor face first.

Law groans his discomfort, squirming on the floor to get his body around.

"You know," he starts, looking deeply inside the handsome scarlet eyes the other man has. "You're not still angry at me are you?"

"I still hate you. What's wrong with your leg?" Kid peers over the side, bending over with a scowl plastered to his face. Scowls scowls, those seem to be the only expression Law has seen on the other's face for a long time. "Pity, I still love you. That leg is kind of dislocated right now, help me up."

Now that Kid thought about it, Trafalgar Law was in some ways, a very abstract person. Untrue, filled with riddles and lies. Kid was directly the opposite, blunt and straightforward. He wanted to say something he'll say it no matter who the other person was. Law was different when he wanted to say something, he calculates. He calculates your answers, measures each one carefully to hear the answer that he only wants to hear.

Kid hated his way of functioning. Trafalgar Law never asks- he always guesses. Just because there might be a reply that he doesn't want to hear. So he was just averting the reality of it all in the end.

I still hate you. A pale arm reaches out to grab the darker man's shoulders; Kid can't help noticing the ugly red marks that runs down the slender neckline. Like deformed flowers, they decorate the surface of Law's skin that show just slightly when he moves, through the loose spaces through his shirt. They were as red as roses, and ugly like blood sprayed upon weed.

Kid suppresses his urge to find himself a knife to dig out those marks.

Being dragged like a ragdoll didn't really offend Law, who came across quietly when Kid just lifted his body up and dumped him on his shoulders. It was nice to know that Kid still had a very dependable physique, just like how he remembered from… Grey eyes blink, unable to remember the answer he was trying to get to.

How long did he abandon Kid? Somehow the thought saddened Law, who tenderly rubbed the back of his hand against the pale cheeks; Kid stiffens at the familiar softness. Those were the same slender fingers, the feeling, the kindness, and the love.

It was all gone in a puff of smoke, almost magical.

Pushing them out was hard, but Kid will manage. He always did. There was no reason when he abandoned him, there was no validity, no conclusion. All there was was a single variable named Trafalgar Law.

"I still love you." Law repeats, there was a heavy strain on the back of his ribs when he felt his body getting lowered down onto a soft surface. Muddled and covered entirely with the scent of the man, on his bed, staring into those scarlet eyes that return his smile with a frown. There was no reply from Eustass Kid.

"Do you still hate me?"

Kid nods.

"I wished you were dead."

Those words, hurts more than reality.


A/N First fic, and really I wasn't trying to make it depressing. Thank you all for reading! You are very wonderful people :)

P.S Thank you for the wonderful reviews, I have fixed some errors included in the chapter.