This contains MalexMale relations (no sex...yet), so if you're not into the kind of thing, don't yell at me. I gave you all fair warning.
Camping Trip
Chapter One
Trafalgar Law absolutely hated the isolation of the wilderness. He was the kind of person that enjoyed the 'cleanliness' of city life. He needed the normal hustle and bustle within his day, or else he would have gone mad long ago. So, why was he here, with his ass on a log, sitting in front of a fire pit, in the middle of the forest?
Grey eyes snapped over to a rustling sound that was coming from a nearby bush at the end of the clearing, but then he saw his boyfriend walk into their little campsite with two fishing poles and a rather large grin on his face. Oh. Right. That's why he was here.
Soldier Killer stepped over the log that Law was seated at then plopped down on it to sit next to the doctor. He gently leaned over and gave the smaller male a kiss on the cheek.
"Thank you for coming with me," he smiled softly.
"Of course. I just don't see why you enjoy this," Law replied with a small sneer. He sniffed slightly, before taking in all of his surroundings.
The spot that Killer claimed as their 'camp site' was rather beautiful, he had to admit. There were three logs seated around a fire pit that was lined with stones, Their things were placed by the end of one of the logs – sleeping bags, a tarp, cooking supplies, and other such camping things. The entire site was nestled underneath a thick canopy of trees that allowed just the perfect amount of light down to the site. To the opposite side of the trees was a rather large lake that glistened happily under the sun. The site was at least a two mile hike up at rather steep hill (which Trafalgar was not happy about), so they had no worry about being bothered.
Yet, the real reason that the tattooed man agreed to come camping with the blonde was the fact that Killer loved it so much. He was always telling the dark-haired man about this special place that his parents would always take him to. It was very special to the blonde, so when he asked Law to go, the doctor couldn't say no. It meant that he was very important to the other man, and that made him feel incredibly special.
"It's relaxing," Killer replied. "Are you hungry?"
"Yes," he replied.
"Here," the blonde said, handing the smaller a fishing pole. He stood, and began leisurely walking towards the lake, "Let's get dinner."
"You didn't bring food with you?" The inked man gasped. He scrambled to his feet and followed after the slightly taller man, stumbling slightly whenever the ground changed from dirt to sand.
Killer plopped down into the sand and took off his boots, before digging a small hole next to him in the sand. When a grin spread across his face, he dug his nails down and pulled out a sandy, wriggling worm. With care, he tied the worm to the hook, and made sure that it wouldn't be able to wriggle out of its fate.
Law made a disgusted face at this action. "What are you doing?"
"Getting dinner," the blonde replied, looking up at his lover. "You said you were hungry, right?"
"Why didn't you bring food with us?" Trafalgar sighed, settling himself next to the older male in the sand.
"Because you have to catch your food," Killer smiled, and cast his line into the water. "Besides, fishing is a great way to pass the time."
"I don't know how to fish," Law admitted. His father wasn't really the outdoorsy type, so he never went camping before in his life. But, he didn't want to tell his boyfriend that, for fear of what he might think.
"Here, I'll show you," the blonde smiled, and jammed the end of his fishing pole into the sand, and made sure it that it would stay.
He scooted over to Law, and pulled the tattooed man into his lap. He grabbed the end of the pole, and carefully swung the line and hook back to catch it.
"It's pretty easy," he muttered softly, and rested his chin on Trafalgar's shoulder. Calloused hands grabbed inked ones, and Killer made Law's hands dig into the sand until they both hit the wet sand that lay just below the surface.
"Yich!" the doctor yelped, snapping his hand back. Something wet, grainy, and wiggly had touched his fingers.
"Oh, relax," Killer chuckled, pulling the worm out of the sand. "You'll learn to love these little guys. Hold the pole."
Law gripped the end of the fishing pole, while the blonde tied the wriggling worm to the hook at the end of the line. The older male placed his hands over his lover's, and directed him wordlessly. They both pulled back, then flung the line out onto the water, watching as it sank below the surface, causing ripples in the mirror-like lake.
"Now what?"
"Now we wait," Killer replied, gently placing a kiss on that tanned neck of his love. Trafalgar leaned back into the strong chest, and just let himself relax and stare out into the lake.
Just as Law was finally going to fall asleep, the fish decided to wake up and start biting. Killer tried to be careful and not jostle the doctor too much, but the fish that had attacked the worm on Trafalgar's line was rather strong. The blonde had to fight with the damned thing.
He dug his bare heels into the sand trying not to move as much as he could while trying to reel the fish in so that they could have some dinner.
"Need any help?" Law asked, looking up at his lover who was having a rather hard time of this.
"That'd be nice," Killer grunted, smiling softly. Lithe, tattooed fingers wrapped themselves just above the blonde's hands and pulled along with the other. He dug his hiking boots that Killer let him borrow into the sand and used his legs to help him pull. The line was having a conniption, darting left and right and left and right, the fish beneath the water attempting to free itself.
With a final tug, the fish flew out of the water, right onto the sandy shore. It flopped around for a few seconds, before stilling. It was rather fat, and the blonde figured that a few more just like that would feed them for tonight and at breakfast tomorrow.
"Look at that," Killer smirked. "You caught a fish, Law."
The dark-haired beauty flushed slightly, but smiled. He had helped catch a fish for the first time, and he got to spend this happy moment with his love.
"What kind of fish is this?" Law asked, staring at the now-dead fish lying on the sand. It was a muddy greenish-brown colour, with black dots covering its back.
"A trout. This lake is full of them. They're pretty tasty, too," the blonde smiled, and placed a loving kiss just underneath the doctor's ear. Law hummed in appreciation, letting his grey eyes droop slightly.
It took another hour for the duo to finish their small fishing trip and gather enough trout for dinner and breakfast. They both stood up from their seats on the beach, wiped sand off of the seat of their pants, and walked back over to the logs with their catches dangling off of fishing string.
"Go find some long sticks, okay?" Killer asked, kneeling down by the fire ring.
"Sure thing," Law replied, walking just outside of the camp site. He scanned the ground, his grey eyes adjusting to the light that was now turning orange, thanks to the setting sun. He made a circle around their camp, and ended up picking several sticks off of the ground.
He walked back through a bush into the camp site, to find that a fire had been started and was crackling happily at the life it was given.
Killer looked up at his boyfriend as he entered the clearing, smiling softly. The firelight lit up the side of his face in a warm glow that danced around the site as well. Law couldn't help but smile back – Killer really did look like he belonged in this place.
"Thanks, babe," he smiled, and took the sticks out of the tattooed male's arms. He quickly stole a peck on the man's lips. Quickly, he went to work, pulling the trout off of the fishing line and laying them in the dirt. The blonde pulled a knife out of his jeans, and proceeded to gut and debone the fish so that it would be safe to eat. Law didn't feel like watching his dinner being cut open, so he walked back to the edge of the lake to watch the setting sun.
A few minutes later, Killer came up behind the dark-haired beauty, and wrapped his strong arms around his middle. The blonde rested his chin on his lover's shoulder, staring out onto the lake. They stayed like that for a long while, before the silence was broken as the sun was almost completely hidden from their view.
"Do you know why the sun sets red?" The older male asked suddenly. To be honest, Law had never thought about that before. He just enjoyed the sunset, but he loved the sunrise more.
"Why?" He asked, humoring his lover.
"Light is made up from all the colours of the rainbow, right? Well, red is the longest wave, so it travels the farthest. That's why we see it at sunset and sunrise," the blonde explained, happy that he got to share a little tidbit of information that he knew with his boyfriend.
"That's…strange," Trafalgar admitted, but was actually slightly amazed that Killer knew that. Did his knowledge know no bounds? It seemed not to.
Killer detangled himself from his lover, only to grab the other's inked hand and intertwined their fingers.
"Come on. Fish should be done," the slightly larger male said, smiling softly. Law nodded, and walked back to the fire, hand in hand.
Okay, so this is a request from the ever-gorgeous Candy Miss Doflamingo, because she is so fabulous, and also because she simply asked. Please, enjoy and review so I know what you all thought.
I TAKE REQUESTS, PEOPLE! I cannot stress this enough. Just pm me with details and the pairing, and if you're lucky (and I ship them, which there is a fairly good chance that I do), then I will write a story for you! But, you do have to be patient with me. I have a life sometimes.
Anywho! This is only chapter one, Miss Doflamingo! I'll keep writing, and I promise that there will be smut for you! But, please, tell me what you think! Is it good so far? :)