The light was low, barely illuminating his eyes. Standing under the street light as an ordinary thug wasn't much to his liking but he noticed a disliked lift of the eyebrow as usual. He lazily entered the caffe and sat in his prefered seat.

Right. At. The. Bar.

Much to Law's misery, Kidd loved watching him work. Said the mundane tasks relaxed his mind of work. ˝Americano, iced˝ He ordered. Just like the first time they met. As Law went on brewing the coffee, images flooded his inner vision. He was leaning on the counter, the place half empty, patrons enjoying the last coffee of the day before hitting the hay. He was reading some doujinshi that his neighbour had left, a pretty kinky and bondage loving freak. It wasn't that bad, he was imersed in the images of the lower man being teased with a feather and end part of a leash when he heard a chuckle. Lifting his eyes he met a pair dark amber eyes, brows raised in curiousity.

˝Americano, iced˝-The rough voice said. Law gave him a good look, from the muscles straining the crisp suit to the cocky smile. A large fish in the buisness district, probably had pussy so much he drowned in it. Not on his team then.

˝We don't serve it anymore˝ - He politely said, bowing. Kidd snorted.

˝How about that?˝- His well manicured finger pinted to the doujinshi on the counter. Kidd loved easy money, big boobs ( preferbly real ones) and a good time. He'd pay in gifts if he could have a good chick beside him, ready to spread her lips and legs both ways. He couldn't imagine himself pushing his dick into a man's ass but, there he was pointing at a particular scene where two men were fucking, both wearing leather.

˝That's not coffee˝- Law commented. He kept his hands on the counter allowing the man to see his tattoos. Kidd rolled his eyes at the man with the cheesy tattoos. He was infuriating already – which meant Kidd wanted to punish him.

˝Yeah, you don't have the cream either˝- Kidd decided to play the game. A nerve jumped on Law's forehead.

˝Are you sure?˝

˝Yeah, not even refreshing as an Americano. Just...stale˝- Kidd taunted. He leaned in, his hip hitting the cold marble of the bar counter. He knew he was towering over them but he wanted to see him crack. Law jutted his chin up.

˝Maybe you need to refresh your bean bags...˝

˝Why the nerve, just a barista. I am a DIRECTOR, little boy˝

˝And yet you want my cream˝

˝Nah, your coffee actually but you can add the cream, make it sweet and hot˝- By this point both were grinning slightly.

˝I close at 9˝- Law turned to mop the counter and saw the man taking his doujinshi. ˝I'll wait here˝

Three hours later and Kidd was lying in a unkown bed, naked and sated. He had his dick up someone's ass and he bloody liked it. Sex with a man was quite different and Law was insatiable. He'd moan and twist his body around him like a snake, milking more pleasure.

Law's bedroom had a joint bathroom, with a full view of everything in it. Kinky bastard had glass walls. He watched him clean his body with a pine smelling body gel. The fragrance filled his nostrils pleasantly.

˝Where's my coffee Law˝-Kid teased. He came for both of his dark fixes but the man refused to serve him.

˝Stop seing me, you're distracting˝

˝From what exactly? Coffee making?˝- Kidd laughed menacingly. ˝I could OWN you Law, don't forget that˝

˝So you say...˝

˝You think I wouldn't do it? Trust me boy, my buisness wouldn't even feel it, you on the other hand..˝

˝Aren't you straight?˝

˝I'd call myself curious, since when is this a problem?˝

˝I want a man for myself not a whore˝- Law sighed.

˝Oh so this is the root of the problem...˝- Kidd grinned for the umptenth time this evening making Law cringe. He'd get headaches from Kidd's personality. Once he thought him sexy, all the pride he took in his job but now he was tiring. And Kidd just wouldn't get it.

Law watched Kidd leave the shop suddenly, without even turning to wave. The Hell?

The next morning was the same for Law. Getting out of bed, putting some clothes on and walking the short distance to his work place. He'd watch the people leave their houses in the bright morning, kissing their loved ones and sulking. As usual a bagel was thrown at him, as usual he left it out for the homeless. He hated bagels.

Opening the shop, he wiped the tables, rearranged the sugars and turned the coffee machine on, grinding fresh coffee.

˝ Mr. Trafalgar ?˝

˝We're not open yet, come at 8˝- Law said not turning to see the man. He had a muffled voice which was intriguing but he had work to do. A cough had his attention. ˝Listen, there's still half an hour, just wait˝- Law stopped midsentence. The man was tall, a dark navy suit wrapped around his lean body perfectly. Long blonde hair was in a pony tail with long bangs shadowing his face. Full lips were smirking. Law gulped.

Hot damn.

˝Mr. Trafalgar, I am with Magneto Inc, I believe you've met my boss?˝- He worked for Kidd? Law nodded. ˝He has bought this café and he's sending you a resignation. You have to leave immediately. ˝- The man fixed his cufflinks and waited for Law to speak.

H-H-He bought the café?

˝Excuse me but what?˝

˝You've been discharged from your duty as a barista˝- Just as he spoke a man with long blue dreads came it ˝Ah Heat, is the new personnel here?˝- Just a nod from the other man.

˝But this was my job˝

˝A car outside will take you ˝- The blonde man said. Law, still in denial left his apron on the counter and exited his café. A black BMW was parked outside, the driver strangely clothed with a Mohawk was waiting for him, having a smoke. ˝Get in boy˝

A/n : uH it seems my brain fart fics get the most recognition so in advance I pologize if they suck, also this storywill be OOC heavily :P you've been warned.