I don't really know where I'm going with this story, so genres and probably ratings will change depending on how I want to end this.

Disclaimer: Eiichiro Oda owns One Piece, only the plot belongs to me.

Creating a Heart

Ulterior

As the week continued on, Eustass persist in working on the programming for Law. It was impossible to make him feel anything as the android didn't have a heart to begin with, but with the free time he had, he wanted to at least try. It really would be his greatest creation if he was able to create a machine that could behave like a human.

He kept monitoring Law's basic understanding of interaction. For the most part, Law was able to hold a conversation well enough. His expression was always neutral. It was something that frustrated the redhead. Was there a way to emote different emotions?

"What are you working on, Eustass-ya?"

And there was also his vocals. It was even, monotone. He wasn't sure if there was an answer to fix his vocals. Much like his emotions, was it possible to have the voice sound more human?

"Eustass-ya." Law repeated. "You seem to be in a daze. I've read that humans often end up like this when they do not have a sufficient amount of sleep. It is also possible that you are under deep thought?"

Kid looked into his eyes again. "I was deep in thought."

"Is there a reason why?"

"It's like when you're processing data in your head, Law. I was trying to think of a solution to your problem."

"I do not find it as much of a problem as you do, as I am still able to process thoughts. Is that not enough?"

Shrugging at the idea, he got out of his chair, stretching. "Possibly, but it would be interesting to see if we can teach you about emotions."

"I understand for the most part. Humans have emotions that expresses their thoughts and actions. Such as smiling. Humans smile when they are happy. If they are sad, then tears will often come out of their eyes."

Kid chuckled at the description. "Well that is the basics, but emotions can be complex."

"I find nothing about them complex. They seem very straightforward to me."

"Well some people cry when they're happy too."

Despite his neutral expression, he had imagined the machine was a least a little bit confused while he attempted to process the statement. "Why would you cry if you are happy? Are you sad and happy at the same time?"

Kid folded his arms. "I actually haven't got a clue. But I've seen many girls do that. Especially during a joyous occasion."

"That is strange."

Before they could continue a doorbell rung announcing someone's arrival. "I forgot, I wanted you to meet someone."

"Is it a friend of yours?"

"Yea, he works with me." Kid grinned, waving a hand to motion him to follow upstairs. "I'll bring him to the living room, so go there."

Law nodded and headed there, out of sight.

Kid wanted to surprise his friend after all. He knew he's been curious on what the redhead was up to. As he approached the front entrance, he opened the door, grinning. A man with long blonde hair had his arms folded, frowning a bit. His hair had covered his eyes, but he could feel the glare from behind.

"Well it's nice to see you too Killer." Stepping back to allow him to come in.

He walked in, anger still seething from him. "You chose a lousy day to take a day off, Kid."

"What happened?" His friend didn't get angry often, he was the one that tried to keep the peace between him and their customers. For someone to anger him was a huge accomplishment, though the backlash wasn't worth it.

"Trouble with that bastard Bellamy and some of his goons. They decided to graffiti the side of the shop. Me and the other guys spent half the day removing it."

"Was it at least good graffiti?"

"That's not the point. They put the mark of the Donquixote group along with other things. The last thing we need is any association with them.."

Kid grinned wickedly. "It's fine, we'll return the favor later ten fold. Now come on, I want to show you someone."

"You seem to be in a chipper mood. I thought you hated people?"

"And I still do, but let's say he's a bit… Different." Kid turned on his heel and went towards the living room, where Law sat on the couch.

Law turned his head looking directly at Killer when they entered. Killer nodded towards him before looking at his friend again, confused.

"So, who is he? I've never seen him in town before."

"He's Trafalgar Law. Law, say hi to Killer." Motioning the smaller man to come towards him.

Law stood and walked in front of Killer, holding his hand out. "Nice to meet you, Killer-ya."

After hearing his monotone mechanical voice, Killer's head whipped towards Kid. "Are you fucking kidding me?"

The reaction amused Kid. He had known the man would yell at him. "I told you I wanted to try build one and this one was the one that ended up working."

"I know you hate people, but building yourself a robot for company shouldn't have been the first approach."

Kid only shrugged as he sat down in one of armchairs. "He's better company than some of the shits that live in town."

Killer scowled as he shook the android's hand that was still extended out and sat in the armchair opposite from him. "I was wondering why you were in a better mood lately. So it's from this… Thing?"

Kid glared at Killer. "This thing's name is Trafalgar Law, Killer." He knew that Law himself couldn't feel any emotion and wouldn't take insult to the comment. But it did anger him. His own creation belittled down to just a mere object of insignificance.

"It's a robot." Killer stated.

"I am technically an android by definition, Killer-ya."

Silence held his tongue as he stared at Law before running his hand in his tangled hair. "Whatever you are, you are a talking machine." He spoke curtly before looking at Kid. "So you wanted to introduce me to a machine?"

"Yes, I wanted to know what your opinion of him?"

Killer let out a deep sigh before leaning back against the chair. He had grown up with Kid since birth. The thought of him creating company to talk to instead of interacting with the other people in town wasn't something that strange in Kid's book. If anything, he was surprised that Kid hadn't done it earlier. "Well you could have fooled me if it didn't talk. The voice gave it away." He paused to give another look towards Law. "I'm guessing the clothes cover up the mechanical parts?"

"Well it wouldn't help if you guessed right away. I thought I'd at least try to trick you first." He was relieved when his friend hadn't mind, but was more excited on showing his creation to someone.

Killer got up. "May I?"

"Go ahead. Law, remove your shirt so he can look at you."

Law nodded as unbuttoned the shirt. His finger easily went through each button, but when he tried to remove his arms, he found it difficult. The fabric caught in one of his joints. "It looked simple on the screen. It is different in real life."

"Your limbs aren't exactly flexible like a humans." Killer stood by him, helping him out of his shirt before inspecting the arm. "It looks like a prosthetic arm."

He looked closely at the metal. The long sleeved have covered all the stainless steel underneath except for the hand. The hand had a skin-like cover, mimicking human skin, but upon closer observation, it was latex. The latex also covered his head and neck area leaving the rest of his body mechanical with silver plating that covered the wires. "Are you planning on covering it all up with a skin latex?"

"I didn't think that far yet." He would like to. It would give Law a human appearance. Make him more realistic. "I've been concentrating on his voice though. Do you have any ideas?"

"I can look into it, but it's not like we can give life to it. Even if his voice is able to "

"Doesn't hurt to try."

"Killer-ya, I have a question." Gaining the blond's attention. "Do you murder people for a living, is that why your name is Killer?"

The two stared at Law at what seemed like an innocent question. And it usually was, but not many would dare ask the man. Eustass bursted into laughter. Killer sighed heavily, almost used to the question.

"Don't worry about it Law."