"Killer-san!" A high-pitched voice screeched, turning the heads of just about every Kidd pirate above the deck and leaving those below wondering if something had happened to their captain, or if some demon had possessed some other member of the crew. Slim legs hooked around the unprepared man's waist, thin arms wrapped tightly around his neck and a pair of lips peppered the blue and white mask with joyful kisses.

The shocking thing was that her head had yet to roll. It wasn't rolling across the bloodstained deck even though the blades were out and pressed to her neck. The only that fell to the deck was large mess of white blonde hair that landed silently at his feet.

Before he could utter a placid, would be monotone apology a door was thrown open with a loud bang, the angry words "What the fuck?!" soon followed. Narrowed red eyes scanned the deck for anything out of the ordinary, for anything that could have made that god-dammed noise. He quickly found what he sought, and surprisingly enough it was attached to his first mate. A small body was clinging tightly to his tall frame. "Who the fuck is that Killer?" His eyes narrowed at the small back.

The arms around his neck slackened until interlaced fingers at the base of his neck were the only things keeping the girl up as she leaned back, her legs clutching tighter to him than before. He had put his blades away after realizing who the small blue-eyed blonde was. "Who me?" She 'innocently' asked, as if it weren't obvious where the red-haired man's anger was directed. Killer had the sudden urge to face palm. Was she still trying to pull that act? Well she would soon see the effect it would have on the Kidd pirates and of course Kidd himself.

"Yes you wench." He growled at her. Whatever patience he might actually possess on a rare good day was making itself scarce, per usual. Kidd's patience was a very allusive and fickle thing and after that screech, now was no different. His scowl and narrowed eyes were no longer aimed at her back. But instead at her grinning widely, upside down features. Her smile did nothing to brighten the angry pirate captain's mood, if anything it made it worse as her smile did not waver.

Instead of answering she let go of Killer, with her hands at least, bending back until her fingertips, and then palms reached the ground, before she released his waist and in a relaxed manner kicked away from Killer, landing on her feet. She ran both hands back through her now short hair; fluffing it and shaking loose any loose strands as she cast an unreadable look at the fallen blonde locks. Looking up she smirked at Killer before saying "Thanks for the haircut. I've been meaning to get one- not this short, but thanks anyway." With that she turned towards the scowling redhead. She took a few steps closer until she stood within arms distance from him, a space almost all of the crew members could have covered in three or four strides had they started where she had.

Behind her Killer stood tense, waiting for his captain to hurt the girl, which was something he couldn't allow.

"I'm Kate." She beamed at him, holding her hand out between them, as if Kidd looked like he'd be charitable enough to simply shake her hand.

"And what might you be doing on my ship Kate?" Kidd spat her name at her, ignoring her outstretched arm. How the hell had she even gotten on it in the first place? They were in the middle of the ocean for god's sake and this girl comes out of nowhere to attack his first mate.

"Oh, that? That's easy, I'm here to-" A hand clamped over her mouth and she turned her attention away from the pale redhead only to see Killer.

"I'll handle this." Killer said as she began to answer in a way that wouldn't bode well for her. It was as though she hadn't heard the violent intent, the growled hint that if she didn't answer correctly she would be as good as dead. "I'd like you to keep your life Kate." Killer knew his captain and his sister well enough to know that if he let this conversation play out its natural course without his intervention their personalities would clash and she was going to be the one to get the short end of the stick. She was after all a small petite girl, only around five foot, four inches without a devil fruit ability. And he was a man of six foot eight inches with a devil fruit ability. She would be the injured one of the two Killer could almost guarantee it.

"Aw, come on." She whined only after he removed his hand from her mouth, surprised that she hadn't instantly licked it to remove it from her mouth. "I can take care of myself."

"There's a huge gaping void between you and Kidd." He tried to explain without spelling it out for her.

"I don't see one." She snapped back, putting her hand up to shield her eyes like a visor and looked around before she asked, "What is this said chasm between us?"

"Experience." He grumbled, well aware of his captain's snide sneer aimed at Kate, who stuck her tongue out at Kidd. He took note of his captain taking great efforts to restrain himself, most likely because he was in the way, not that he wasn't a removable obstacle in his way to get to the girl.

Before Kidd could rip off her head, or she could throw any punches Killer lead Kidd back into his office and didn't speak until he was impatiently asked "Well, who the hell is she Killer?"

How had she even found them- no scratch that. They probably had a very easily tracked trail of islands and she had simply predicted where they were going next and had intercepted them before they got to the next island, that or she just happened to pass the ship. Or maybe she had done something insanely stupid and didn't even know how she had landed herself here. All three were quite possible, the later more than then others. "My little sister." He said, watching Kidd carefully.

If Kidd was somehow surprised by those three words, he showed no sign of it as he leaned back and kicked his feet up onto the desk. "And how long does she plan on staying?" If he had his way she'd have died the second after she let out that wretched scream. Depending on his first mates response, she might live to see tomorrow.

"Until we reach the next island." Killer answered, though he doubted that Kate would obey.

"She's your responsibility." He growled. The next island was a week away- maybe, just maybe he'd be able to put up with the girl and allow her to live that long on his ship.

Maybe, but it was doubtful.

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A/N: Hello, readers of fanfiction. This is not my first story, however it is my first stab at a Kidd only fanfic. So I hope I get his personality right. See I usually mold the oc's personality to somehow fit with a cannon character (usually the one she winds up with) then add the story around her. Well I did that . . . sortta. I did that with the wrong cannon character. ^_^U

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