Warnings: m x m, non con, dub con, blood, gore, and some bondage.

It is a modern AU, like the summary states, meaning it doesn't take place in the canon universe. FYI.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from One Piece. I just seem to enjoy tormenting characters in different situations.

(7/25/14: Revised the prologue, mostly because it was a bit confusing, but I also revised it to tie some things in that happen in later chapters)

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Kidd collapsed onto the ground with a grunt of pain, and lie where he had fallen as he gasped for air. He still managed to let out a wheeze of amusement at his lover's actions. Fucking bastard just loved to drag him outside of his house sometimes to play another of their little twisted games.

One that was nearly as dangerous as the one they had been playing before in the cellar of Kidd's house.

Kidd struggled to fight down whatever pain he happened to be feeling, but the redhead still couldn't help but feel irked that Law hadn't given him very much time to recover from their earlier session that night. Ten minutes was not adequate, no matter what the dark haired doctor said. Kidd highly doubted that a normal person could keep up with either himself or Law, and he had even said so to the other man. Kidd rested his head against the ground and took in a deep breath, again blocking out the slight agony he was in from all of the superficial wounds he had been given with one of Law's scalpels.

"If you can lie there smiling, why don't you get up already? I have work in the morning, you know."

Kidd choked out another laugh at that, "Shut the fuck up, or else." Law really did enjoy pressing his buttons, and one of them was to imply that he had better things to do than be with him. Like go to work and operate on people. Even if both of them knew it was a lit, it still annoyed Kidd to no end.

Law wasn't phased in the least. He instead looked almost bored as he spoke dryly, "Hmm, quite the threat. What will you do if I don't?"

Kidd lifted his head at the half amused, half dark query, but didn't respond. Not right away. Kidd needed to get his breath back under control before he did any verbal sparring with Law. Even if he almost always lost them. The redhead propped himself up on his right forearm and studied Law silently. The other man stood several feet away, and much to Kidd's approval, was still only wearing a pair of pants that looked to be dangerously close to falling off again. Kidd grinned at that, thinking he'd like to tug them down the rest of the way but it reminded him that someone didn't seem to mind the chill in the air. Kidd was already inwardly cursing himself for only wearing pants as well. He chilled more easily, and hated cold weather in general, which Law always teased him for.

Kidd eyed Law silently, and he could soon make out in the dim of the night that Law was looking down at him with a sly smirk. Calm, waiting. Kidd returned the smirk wearily. Law already knew the answer to his own questions, but still amused himself by asking either way. Kidd managed to force himself upright the rest of the way, despite all of the horrendous wounds that had been piled onto him during their first two sessions that night. Kidd could still feel some of the cuts bleeding, and he was sore in other places too.

The red haired man leveled a mock glare at Law, as he knew the other man expected him to answer his question anyway, "If I fucked you into the mattress and bit you like I did before, would that answer your question?"

Law watched his lover's slow progress across the backyard toward him, his smirk almost becoming a leer, "With the state you're in right now, I highly doubt you have the energy to do so." The dark haired doctor was silent for a moment, before he asked, "Are you sure you don't want me to...take care of you again? You certainly seemed to enjoy it at the time."

"Maybe that was because you gagged me?" Kidd locked eyes with the man standing a few feet away, and offered him a wicked, albeit exhausted, smirk, "I guess you would've stopped if you noticed it hurt too much." That earned Kidd a pleased smile from Law, and the redhead knew where this night was going, and Kidd just loved the way his lover's warped mind worked if he was right. It would certainly mean that Kidd wasn't going to be dominating Law any more that night, and it really didn't bother Kidd all that much. He would just make sure he got the time to do so some other day. Kidd tilted his head slightly, thinking, before he added, with a childish grin, "Are you going to be nice to me later?"

"Aren't I always?"

Kidd grinned wider at that, because he heard the obvious amusement that was in the other man's tone. Law's warped sense of humor, among other things, was one of the reasons that Kidd had been attracted to the dark haired doctor in the first place. That, and the fact that the first time they'd met one another, Law had stared at him all day on the deck of his ship with an intense, calculating look. It had become distracting enough that Kidd had to have his crew send the other man below deck, until Kidd decided what to do with him. It hadn't taken all that long, with the way Law had encouraged him later that night.

Kidd started to move toward Law again, his thoughts locked onto that day. Of all the people Kidd had been with, Law had been the only one who wanted to play with him after their first violent night. Kidd had honestly been surprised to wake up in the morning and find Law curled up next to him, still fast asleep, and not gone, as the redhead had expected him to be. Most of the lovers Kidd had come across in the past had either run off the next morning, or ended up dead because they couldn't take the intensity and the occasional damage he dealt out.

Kidd staggered forward a few more feet, toward Law, since it was obvious from the other man's face that he was quite content to wait for Kidd to move under his own power before doing anything else. Kidd stubbornly walked toward the dark haired doctor, encouraged by the dark smile aimed his way, before his damn body decided that it was too wounded and weary to continue on. With a curse, Kidd stumbled to a halt, and swayed in place as he tried to get his breath further under control. The wave of dizziness that hit him didn't help, and Kidd was sure that he would have fallen to the ground had Law not decided to come forward and help him out after all.

Kidd vaguely heard his lover steal up behind him, before one of Law's slender arms looped around his waist and helped him along. Kidd's smile darkened. Law was only helping him along to the next stage of their 'game'. It was something that Kidd didn't particularly like, but since he knew that Law enjoyed it, the redhead allowed it on occasion. Kidd peeked out of the corner of his eye, and knew from the smirk across Law's face that he was going to be getting quite a payback for biting him so roughly earlier on while Kidd had taken a turn to top.

Kidd knew that must have blacked out for only a moment, because the next thing he knew, Law's lips were on his and the man seemed to be trying to leave him breathless. Kidd smiled into the kiss, knowing that Law was merely trying to make it hard for him to have much breath left in him to hold when he was forced underwater. Kidd reached up and slid his right hand through Law's hair, where it came to rest at the back of his head. The redhead titled his head to continue the kiss, and heard the other man laugh softly into it. Kidd closed his eyes. He was too tired to get into an argument right now, so he didn't say anything when Law pulled away from him.

Kidd was disappointed, but not overly bothered, because he could tell that Law was getting excited by the mere thought of what he was going to do next. Kidd rolled his eyes at his lover, "Try not to drown me this time. I thought I'd be coughing up water for the week after the last time."

"You're complaining again." Law noted lightly, hand trailing absently along one of the wounds on Kidd's chest.

Kidd would have snapped a response back had Law not shoved him hard into the chest, and backwards into the pond. Kidd hit the water with a loud curse and a splash. Kidd had a moment to think that perhaps it had been a bad idea to get a house that had a small pond in the back when he remembered that he couldn't swim. He always seemed to forget that fact until he was faced with a situation that starkly reminded him of the fact. Kidd flailed for a moment, before he felt a slim hand dig into his hair. Kidd spit out some water and looked up at Law. Kidd spat out a little more water, missed Law by mere inches, and spoke irritably, "Seriously, don't do it for so long this time." Though the 'it makes my wounds sting' was left unsaid, Kidd could tell from the other man's face that he knew that. The red head's smirk mirrored the one on the doctor's face; both were anticipating the more dangerous aspects of their relationship.

Kidd took a breath before he was shoved back under the water. He had caught a glimpse of a rather psychotic grin as he went under. It didn't bother Kidd. It only turned him on more knowing that his lover was getting aroused by taking away his air supply. If only it had the same effect on him, but it didn't. There was only the faint, lingering fear of drowning. A tiny part of Kidd was still amused, however, by the thought of what Law's coworkers at the hospital would think of if they knew what their surgeon got up to when he wasn't working.

Kidd only began to wonder if Law was going a little too far this time when he wasn't allowed up for some air. Had the dark haired man not listened to him? When Kidd could no longer hold his breath, he panicked when he was forced to open his mouth underwater in a rush of air bubbles. The oxygen gone, Kidd began to take in mouthfuls of the dirty pond water. Kidd felt the hand in his hair tighten, forcing him to remain underwater. Kidd thrashed, desperate for air. He just knew that Law would be enjoying this, the sick fuck.

It was sometimes annoying that the other derived pleasure from nearly drowning him on occasion. The red head was so going to find something to do to Law in retaliation for this. Kidd's vision began to go dark. What the fuck did the other man think he was doing? Kidd tried one more to force himself up, but failed, his body not responding to what his mind was trying to get it to do.

Kidd felt the hand in his hair jerk away, as if something had distracted him. Kidd's panic deepened, now that there was nothing to prevent him from sinking further from the surface. What the hell? Why had Law let go of him? Was he going to join him in the water and try to give him CPR underwater? Kidd wouldn't put it past the doctor to try to do that, if only to sneak in a kiss for the hell of it before surfacing with him.

The redhead could have sworn that he had heard something going on just above the surface. But he wasn't above the water. He was still below it, and desperately clawing upward wasn't doing anything as he more pond water was forced in through his mouth.

He couldn't breathe.

Disoriented, Kidd tried one more time to try and flail his way to the surface, but found it harder to move, harder to focus, until finally…

-x

Kidd sat bolt upright in bed, taking in a shuddering, harsh gasp of air as he whipped his head back and forth wildly. He only relaxed marginally when he latched on to the fact that he was not underwater anymore, and he was, in fact, in bed. He was also quite dry, and not sopping wet as he imagined himself to be. Kidd ran a shaky hand through messy red hair as he let out a slow sigh. That had been un uncomfortably realistic dream. Kidd glanced to the side, where he fully expected to see Law ready to tease him about having a nightmare. Kidd scowled at the empty side of the bed that Law usually occupied.

All alone.

Kidd snorted, unsurprised. If Law had been in bed with him before he'd drifted off and had that fucking dream of drowning, it was not at all out of the ordinary for the man. It just figured that that bastard would leave him before he woke up. Kidd lay back down and stared up at the ceiling of the bedroom moodily. He didn't hold it much against Law for leaving before he's awoken. He'd done it before, after all. Worn him out and then left without a word. The red head knew that Law would come back. Kidd knew that the doctor enjoyed their time together, and the thrills and danger that came along with it with each passing day.

Kidd stretched out, yawning widely. His lover could play doctor all he wanted, but Kidd knew that he would always come back to him.

Only, he didn't.

Kidd scowled again, checking the clock. It was past midnight.

Forget Law leaving him in the middle of the night. The bastard hadn't even had the decency to show up while Kidd had been having the nightmare.

Kidd frowned in thought. It was a little odd.

Law was late.

Very late.

Kidd thought about it for a moment longer, before he snorted softly and sat up on the bed. He supposed he was unsurprised by the fact that Law hadn't come to his house yet. Kidd shifted slightly as a thought came to mind at a potential reason that Law hadn't yet shown up. One that he didn't really want to think was still possible, after what he and Law had done to make sure that the older man wouldn't be around.

Doflamingo.

Kidd considered the possibility, but dismissed the blond haired man as a reason that Law hadn't yet shown up. Mainly because there were other perfectly acceptable reasons for the late arrival. Law having to work late at the hospital was one of those reasons. Even with that more than reasonable explanation, Kidd still couldn't help but have a little paranoia that Doflamingo would somehow come back from the dead and go after Law again. Kidd dismissed that thought as well. People didn't come back from the dead just like that. Unless they hadn't really died, Kidd supposed, and that was something he did not want to consider. Doflamingo had to be dead, after what he and Law had done. Kidd let out an irritated growl. He hated that he was sitting on his bed like an idiot, worrying about his lover, when he knew that Law was perfectly capable of taking care of himself so long as he paid attention to his surroundings.

Kidd rolled his shoulders absently as he got up off the bed and wandered over to the window. Kidd was fairly certain that he was worrying over nothing, and Law would make fun of him if the doctor ever realized he was worrying about him in the first place. Kidd didn't expect Law to stop by his house every day anyway. Law appeared to have a life in the city, which included visiting Kidd, but due to the dark haired doctor's job, he could be expected to work odd hours on occasion, depending on when the hospital needed him to come in to perform surgery. Kidd turned away from the window. It was a stupid thing to do anyway. Just staring out of the window wasn't going to make the dark haired doctor get to his house any faster.

Not that Law would have been bothered to hurry over even if he did get off of work early, the sly son of a bitch. He had to have known that it drove Kidd up the wall when he would casually show up late in the night and in bed with him.

And do absolutely nothing but sleep.

Or, on the occasions when Law wasn't tired, he would wake Kidd up, and things would get very interesting, for both of them.

Kidd dropped backward onto the bed again with a sigh of irritation, and stared up at the ceiling once more. Well, Kidd supposed that was the case if he wasn't the one who would be the one to start something. It had been Kidd that had been the one to initiate his and the doctor's occasional encounters in the beginning. Hell, the first time they'd slept together had been the night after Kidd and his crew had dragged Law's sorry ass out of the sea in a net with a bunch of fish, which had led the sopping wet dark haired doctor to eye Kidd for hours on end, as if he were trying to decide on something.

Kidd grinned to himself. That had been an interesting way of meeting someone, and more so when the sneaky bastard had snuck up out of the brigs of the ship and into his cabin. That had been a rather hot night, and Kidd was intrigued with Law even before the other man had opened it up to him that he was interested in more than just a conversation about being taken to the nearby port. They'd talked all right, the next morning, as both had been too exhausted to do much more that night. Kidd had enjoyed that night, all right, but really liked what had happened after he'd dropped Law off at the port the next morning.

Having Law show up on his ship two nights later and smiling like a loon as he jumped a half asleep Kidd. The redhead had returned the favor by waking up the entire crew and having to crack some skulls to get the laughter to stop at the crew finding him in an interesting position with Law, who was just as entertained as the rest of the crew.

That was, of course, long before the good doctor decided to show the Kidd that he was just as twisted, if not more so, than the redhead himself. And Law had shown that side of himself when they had gone to Kidd's house a few months after first meeting. As if Law had needed some time to gage Kidd before deciding, however little, to open up to the redhead.

Kidd hadn't complained one bit. In fact, he was quite pleased that Law had turned out to be such a twisted individual. It made for interesting sex, if nothing else. And having a house in the city was far more convenient than meeting on his ship and potentially getting loud enough to startle the rest of the crew into wakefulness. Kidd was just waiting for one of his crewmates to made some snide comment, but apparently none of them dared to, even if he did catch an occasional snicker when he walked off the ship at a quick pace. Or when Law decided to meet him on the ship and make a show, to which Kidd would usher him off the ship very quickly.

Kidd turned over, thinking about the past two years. His and Law's relationship had started off slowly, before they met more frequently. Sometimes things would get very violent, and as soon as the two of them realized just how much they got off on causing one another physical harm, they decided they would meet more often. Kidd kept his eyes closed, trying to drift back off, but the nightmare he'd had wasn't letting him go. Kidd almost felt as if Law was lying in bed with him, even though he hadn't heard any of the doors open. Kidd started when he thought he felt a light touch on his right arm, but when he opened his eyes to look, there was no one there, and he was still all alone in bed. Kidd knew he must have been tired when he thought he heard a voice, and presumed it was because he was thinking about law so much.

Kidd really did enjoy their little encounters more than he would admit. After all, every single one brought out more of a monster in each of them, and the fact that it didn't bother either of them made it even better. The decision to become lovers full time was when the real fun had begun. After that, there was no stopping either of them from going further than most would dare.

Until one day it did go a bit father than either of them had anticipated.

Kidd got out of bed at that thought, deciding he couldn't get back to sleep after all. It was that damn dream. The one he'd nearly drowned in. Perhaps it had only been yesterday that he and Law had done that. It would explain why the dream had been so realistic. Kidd could also still see some marks on his skin from what had happened before that, when Law had been methodically cutting him with his scalpel. Kidd frowned, before he decided that he wasn't going to think about such unpleasant things. He'd only let Law pretend drown him because he knew the dark haired man enjoyed it, for whatever reason, and the fact that Law would watch Kidd flail his way out to the edge of the pond or whatever water source they were near, because Kidd hadn't bothered to learn how to swim. Something Law would continually remind him might be a good idea.

Kidd exited his room, still unsurprised by the fact that his dark haired lover hadn't come slinking back yet. Or not. Perhaps he'd been asleep longer than he'd thought, and Law just hadn't arrived back from work yet. Besides, the smart bastard probably already knew what Kidd had planned for revenge in response to almost drowning him. Kidd glanced over the railing of the second floor, and paused mid-step, frowning. He could have sworn he had seen movement on the first floor, and a door closing. Odd, he hadn't heard it open in the first place.

The redhead carefully eyed the lower floor from where he was standing, and didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Kidd thought he felt someone walk behind him, but when he looked, no one was there. Kidd shook his head and turned back to surveying the lower floor. Kidd's eyes swept past the small door that led to the cellar, only to have his eyes quickly fix on the door again with a surprised gasp, before Kidd's shoulders drooped with disappointment. He could have sworn he saw Law standing in front of the door, but now that he was really looking, Kidd didn't see anyone.

Kidd scoffed as he looked away and headed for the stairs. He hated the fact that he was overly bothered by Law's absence, even if it was normal for the man to not be around all the time. It was still annoying, but not out of the norm.

Law loved to do this to him. Pay attention to him for days in a row, which only made Kidd want more of the dark haired doctor, only to be disappointed for a few days by the other man's sudden and unexplained absence. And Law knew, as well as Kidd, that the redhead wasn't going to go chasing after him unless the doctor gave him a reason to do so.

A reason like Doflamingo, but as Kidd highly doubted that was the case this time around, he didn't let Law's absence effect him.

Kidd still wasn't bothered all too much by Law's absence for the first week. He'd been gone longer than that before. It wasn't anything to worry about.

It was only when weeks turned into months that Kidd began to wonder where the fuck Law had gotten to.

Even more time passed, and by that point, Kidd had stopped keeping track of how long it had been since he had last seen Law. The redhead could only ponder why his lover was taking so long to come back. Kidd had even begun to try and figure out if he had done something wrong that had made the doctor stay away from him. He hadn't remembered doing anything that Law had disliked, and Kidd was positive he would have seen or heard something if the man he believed dead had somehow come back to life. People would be hard pressed not to notice Doflamingo's presence, after all, because the older man always made sure to make himself known when he felt the need.

And he hadn't for however long Kidd had been waiting on Law to come to his home. It was still aggravating to not see the dark haired man, but Kidd was appeased by the idea that Doflamingo still hadn't been sighted, which meant he and Law had managed to kill the bastard after all.

-x

Kidd reclined on a chair in his living room, and lifted a hand to stifle a bit of a rattling, and rather wet, cough. Kidd frowned. Maybe he'd ingested a lot more water than he'd thought, and Law hadn't gotten it all out of him after doing CPR. Kidd's frown deepened. That didn't seem right though, considering the incident had happened months ago. At least, Kidd thought it had been that long, but he hadn't really kept track of the time lately. Kidd scowled in displeasure. He had better not be getting sick. That would fucking suck, and was completely unacceptable. He never got sick, and besides, Law wasn't around to take care of him. Kidd had to smile at that. Oh, Law would take care of him if he ever ended up sick, and Kidd had to wonder if it would be worth it, considering what the dark haired man might do to take advantage of momentary weakness due to illness.

Kidd glanced out a window as he dropped his hand to his side and considered that. He wouldn't have minded if Law decided to play a little game with him if he were sick, but that would entail the son of a bitch actually showing his face. Kidd let out an irritated huff, looking away from the window from where he was seated. He did wonder where Law had gotten to, but he would wait for as long as necessary to find out. As long as the doctor wasn't breaking things off with him, Kidd could be very patient when he wanted to be. Kidd bared his teeth in an amusement at both thoughts. No one 'broke up' with Eustass Kidd, unless they had a death wish. Law certainly seemed to have one, but had joked around that it wouldn't be Kidd that would kill him, but someone realizing that he'd been pawning off patient organs when no one was checking on the deceased. That he had said it while they were screwing one another in a shabby, rundown inn, Kidd couldn't take him very seriously.

Kidd closed his eyes, his smile becoming a nasty smirk.

No, Law definitely wasn't one to break ties off out of the blue. He would come back, one way or another. That Kidd knew for certain. He had seen it in the other man's eyes. The doctor may have kept his past to himself, but Kidd knew the basic facts about the other man. He lived in the city, after all, so it wasn't like he was going to go very far. Kidd shook his head. Thinking about his lover's past gave him headaches, so he stopped doing it. Kidd preferred to focus on the present in any case. Whatever had happened in the past was there to stay, and had no business interrupting his day to day activities. It wasn't like the past was going to come back to haunt him anyway.

Kidd glanced down at his left arm, his smirk deepening. Well, not everything, he guessed. There were some physical reminders of the past, and Kidd knew that those would always come back to bite him in the ass. The redhead clenched and unclenched his artificial left limb's hand, before he let it hang at his side. It still hurt sometimes, where the metal was attached to the skin, but the memory of how he had gotten it had been worth the lingering pain he felt from time to time.

Kidd glanced about the living room silently as he thought about his arm, and the phantom pain that still lingered. Another souvenir from one of his and Law's sick games. The redhead snorted derisively as he got up and left the living room, to go to his bedroom upstairs. Kidd knew that there was no way in hell he would ever be able to forget about that, and as painful as it had been, he had seen just how much Law had enjoyed himself. Sadistic fucking asshole had been turned on at the sight. Kidd rolled his other shoulder to counteract the slight tugging he became aware of from the left one.

The red head stared at the metal arm silently from the corner of his eye, before he wandered into bedroom. At least the doctor had managed to find something that more or less functioned as a limb. Kidd clenched the hand into a fist. He and the doctor were going to have a long 'chat' when he finally showed his face again. There was no excuse for Law to keep him waiting for so long.

Kidd let out a low, and very dark, laugh. That 'chat' wouldn't bother either of them, though his lover might come out a bit more wounded than he might have normally expected. He wouldn't mind. Kidd knew that he and Law were both very twisted individuals, who enjoyed their dangerous and almost always potentially lethal attraction to one another.

Kidd closed his eyes. He would surprise Law by not going out to hunt for him. It'd be a laugh when the doctor came back, and realized that Kidd had been waiting for him to return all this time. Kidd didn't care how long it would take.

It was their sick, twisted little game and theirs alone. Kidd would let no one and nothing change that.

Not even time would prevent Kidd from exacting well deserved revenge against the doctor. He wasn't about to let Law get away with nearly drowning him this time around. It had been much closer than the previous few times, and Kidd had had enough of it. Enough that he needed to make very clear that while it was never going to happen again, Kidd was more than open to other things.

Kidd would see his sadistic lover again. He just had to go through the boring phase of waiting.

And waiting.

And waiting some more.

Kidd found himself to be doing a lot of that, it seemed, and he grew to hate it the longer he was forced to go through each day without any sign of the doctor returning.

Oh, there were the odd touches now and then, but Kidd believed he'd been imagining them, because he never saw anyone around when he looked to see if there was anyone there.

So he waited, along with the imagined touches and the faint whispers of voices that Kidd presumed were all in his head from being alone for so long.

Kidd kept waiting, and waiting some more.

The red haired man always found himself waiting, until finally, finally, Kidd reached the day that he didn't have to wait anymore, because the redhead caught sight of his lover after such a long time. Kidd saw him standing just outside the front door, as if he was about to walk inside as though he owned the place.

Kidd tapped the windowsill impatiently. After being forced to wait so long, Kidd didn't particularly give a fuck where the son of a bitch had run off to. All that mattered was that the doctor had finally come back to him. It didn't matter to the red head that all he was likely to get was a secretive and wry smile in response to any attempts to figure out where he had been all this time. Kidd just knew, at that point in time, that he wasn't going to ever let Law out of his sight. Kidd was never going to go through all of that waiting and wondering ever again.

Never again would he be so patient.

Kidd wouldn't let go now, no matter what story Law happened to come up with for why he'd taken so damn long to return. Kidd was never going to wait for so long ever again. It had been torture. Amber eyes that looked out of the bedroom window narrowed as they bore into the figure standing on the sidewalk.

Law had no idea just how much he'd upset him.

Kidd's lips quirked into a nasty grin. But the dark haired man would know as soon as he walked inside the house. Kidd was not at all amused by Law's long absence, and it would reflect in how the redhead planned to treat his wayward, and now returned, lover.

It was a game, after all. One that Kidd enjoyed winning as often as he could.

-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x

This story is way longer than I anticipated it would be, so I will be going back and probably editing all of the chapters at some point or another, since the quality varies from chapter to chapter. I feel the prologue is still a little rocky, but I feel that it is much better than it was before.