A/N- So, this chapter is a little late in being written, meaning I'm way overdue with finishing this story, but I've finally gotten it finished, so here's the last chapter. Sorry for that extreme wait. I had other projects that caught my interest and you know how my butterfly mind works by now.

WolfChild23- Same. He is somehow...cuter.

Guest- Glad you're enjoying it. Enjoy the last chapter!

Mandkiva- I'm so glad you enjoy my writing. It always makes me feel really cool that people read more than one of my stories and enjoy them. It's somehow more validating. But, you will get a hint of lemon in this chapter. I've never written anything more than just lemon-scented. But here you go.

StarliteOracle- He is quite fun to toy with, isn't he?

etolia7- Thank you, sorry it was so late in being updated!

sarge1130- Yeah, we had to make sure to protect Law's precious bad boy image. Otherwise, One Piece will never be his.

Anime Fan x9000- Thank you!

sillykar18- God, I'm so sorry this took me forever to complete, but here you go! Intimate, you say? You'll get a little more than that in here...

KoreanMusicFan- Yes. Yes, he will. And it will be delicious.

Forever Fanfiction Lover22- Your wish has been granted. *POOF* *New Chapter Updated*

Onwards!


Summer was slightly concerned with the fact that all throughout dinner, she didn't see Law once. Not that she was sad about that. The less time seeing him in his lovey-dovey state was a blessing for her. Honestly, having to fend off the hands of the pirate captain was exhausting enough as it was. The constant barrage of compliments and promises of love left her dizzy, unable to comprehend the sadistic and cunning Law saying such things.

Still, her desire to stay as far away from Law as possible until after dinner didn't stop her from suddenly worrying about what he was up to. Normally, he followed her everywhere she went. But this extended absence was a little concerning.

Halfway through dinner, Summer finished chopping the pieces of beef, and she stared at the clock on the wall, wondering how much time was left on the potion. She supposed she should just wait it out and deal with him after he was back to normal. Still…

"Casper?" The cook looked up at his name, raising his brows for her to continue. "I'm going to go check on Law. Something doesn't feel right…"

"Alright." He nodded, watching as she hung up her apron on the wall and left through the kitchen door.

She weaved her way through the mess deck, and through the hall, until she reached Law's door.

"Law?" Knocking, she heard no response after several moments and moved to go to her own room, the last place she'd seen him. Her shoes thudded against the floor as she walked, but there wasn't any other noise throughout the sub, save for the loud conversations of the crew as they waited for their food.

She passed the infirmary on her way to her room, and one glance inside showed he wasn't there either. At the end of the hallway, she turned the corner and stopped, spotting her bedroom door.

A large red, paper cut-out heart adorned the front, taped on the sides to hold it in place. Staring at the offending item, she slowly approached it, fearing what the inside of her room would look like. Taking a deep breath, she grabbed the handle and opened the door.

"Law?" She called, but the lights were off and she couldn't see anything inside. She stepped all the way inside, flicking on the lights in the same instant. The overhead lamp clicked on, flooding her room in illumination, revealing the scene that caused her to pause again.

There were rose petals all over her floor, and her bed was covered in more pillows than usual. Law sat on the bed, holding a little box in his hands. When she entered and turned on the lights, he looked up, a wide smile marking his face.

"Summer, you came back early." He said, standing and walking closer to her.

"Uhh…what's this?" She asked, closing the door behind her so no one who happened to pass by would see. Her eyes glanced over all the other paper cut-out hearts taped to her walls, and she realized that this potion was more potent than she'd initially feared. Things seemed to be escalating quickly.

"It's a love nest!" He responded, a wide, very not-Law-like grin. She deadpanned. Never in a million years did she ever expect Law to say the words 'love nest.' It was almost disgusting. No, scratch that. It was disgusting.

"Law…" She muttered, sighing deeply. Seeming to register her changing mood, he brought up the box in his hands so she could see closer.

"I got you a present." He said, opening the lid to reveal the jewelry inside. Summer gasped, eyeing the finely-decorated bracelet, inlayed with some kind of violet gem in the center. It looked insanely expensive, and very stealable. Still, she wondered if he had actually bought it or just stolen it like he normally did. "Do you like it?"

"I…you…" She couldn't quite form a cohesive sentence, overwhelmed with all of what was going on. Her eyes still couldn't take themselves off the multitude of hearts on her wall.

Without waiting for her answer, he reached for her wrist and began to clasp the ends together. It fit perfectly, and she gazed at it speechlessly.

"You look beautiful, Summer." He said, and that was the tipping point for her. When he tried to close the distance between them, she held up her hands and pushed against his chest.

"Law, stop."

"What?" He asked in confusion, halting his advance. She could see the hurt expression on his face, his love-obsessed mind unable to comprehend why she was still pushing him away. Something deep in her heart cracked at seeing the pain she'd just caused on his face, but she knew that the normal Law would have wanted her to stick with her tough-love approach.

"This isn't you." She tried explaining, gesturing around the room at everything he'd put together. "Law, you're under the influence of some kind of drug. The real you wouldn't ever do this. Like, ever."

He was silent, frowning as he tried to understand what she was saying. She sighed, rubbing at her face in frustration.

"Listen, you don't have to do these things for me, ok? I already know you love me, in your own way. I don't need the gifts, I don't need all this…love nest, stuff…" She was slightly horrified to hear the word from her own mouth, throwing up a little inside. "Just be the you I'm so used to."

"But, I want to. Right now, this is how I feel." He tried to make her understand, grasping her hands in his. And she thought that maybe it was beginning to make sense. He didn't know any other way, at the moment, of how to treat her the same as before. To him, that didn't seem like love. To him, this was love. And she was rejecting him, even if it didn't seem like love to her.

"…" She was silent for awhile, just staring up into his face to try to determine her next course of action. The last thing she wanted to do next was hurt him some more. He gazed back with as much seriousness as her, gray eyes flicking down once to glance at her lips. Her heart surged, just seeing him want her with such desperation like that.

"Law, I do love you." She started, watching for his reaction. Immediately, his face lit up. "And if you really want to, I'll go along with all of this. Just this once." She nodded in acceptance, feeling like she could endure the uncomfortable lovey-dovey stuff for his sake. Even if the normal him wouldn't ever do such a thing. He was still Law, and in times like this, it hurt her to say no to him.

Instead of saying anything, he only smiled wider and leaned in to kiss her. She didn't tense up or cringe, but instead accepted it with patience.

His fingers tenderly touched her cheeks, stroking down her neck with the softest touch, as if simply pushing too hard would break her. The carefulness almost made her chuckle. It was so unlike her captain, who would rather take what he wanted by force if he had to.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened this kiss, he responded with a muffled groan and bringing her closer to his body. She realized then that they were still standing in the middle of her room, and he seemed to as well, because he guided her backwards into the fluffy comforter. He brought her down with him, making sure not to go too fast or jostle her around. She found herself straddling his hips, hands on either side of his head as they continued to kiss.

His hands made their way up her sides, ghosting under the hem of her shirt to graze the skin under the fabric. It sent a shiver up her body as she gave a little moan, and she expected him to chuckle in amusement, but when they broke apart to breathe, she opened her eyes and saw only the deepest love.

Knowing that in his state he'd be hesitant to take control of anything, she moved her hands to his chest, gliding under his shirt and rubbing her fingers in circular motions along his skin.

"Summer…" He muttered, lifting his hips into her pelvis, wanting to feel some friction there. She could feel him underneath her jeans, pressing into her, and the control over her emotions she'd tried to maintain was beginning to slip.

She silenced him with another kiss, not stopping her fingers exploring his chest. Truth be told, she'd always wanted to have control over the pirate captain, one way or another, and do what she liked to him. Maybe this would be a sort of release for her as well.

Tired of having so much material between them, she broke off the kiss and reached for the hem of his shirt, struggling to lift it above his head with him on his back. He sat up a little, helping her rid the shirt from his body, tossing it behind her carelessly.

Her eyes roamed his now exposed torso, tracing the tattoos with a small grin. He closed his eyes as her fingers gently glided across his skin. Having him submit to her, she thought with a growing smirk, was rather enjoyable. Especially when he so delightfully responded to her every touch, like now, as she suddenly raked her nails across his skin, causing him to moan in ecstasy. His hands, resting on her thighs, tightened their grip at the sudden small pain.

"Summer…" Escaped his mouth, a desperate plea for more.

"What is it you want, Law?" Her sultry voice whispered, some darker, desire-filled side of her beginning to take root. She wasn't used to his obedience, or even this gentleness, but it was so easy to exploit and take control. Perhaps she was more like Law than she thought.

"I want you." He said honestly, gazing up at her again. Her gaze became half-lidded, and she lowered herself down to kiss him again, all the while slowly moving her hips against his. He trembled underneath her, fingers scratching her thighs as his desire swelled up.

She leaned back again, wanting to watch his face as she moved back and forth above him. He stared back with that unending love in his eyes.

And then, suddenly it changed.

His eyes narrowed, then darkened, and he blinked a few times as if to find some kind of clarity. Summer noticed this, and she glanced at her clock on the nightstand. It was 6:13. Very close to the time that dinner was served. Ah, the potion must be wearing off. She pouted, though part of her was relieved that his time of being all mushy had come to an end.

"You're back to normal now, right?" She asked indifferently, stopping her motions. He quirked an eyebrow at her, glancing around at his surroundings as he tried figuring out where he was. "Do you remember anything about what happened?"

"Yes, unfortunately." He admitted, scowling to himself as he thought over the past 24 hours. He must have been thinking about the walk on the beach and his request to build sandcastles, or when he snuck into her room to sleep with her. Or carving their initials in his arm, since he inspected the still-bandaged limb with a glare. "I'll have to see to Penguin-ya and Shachi-ya later."

"Well, at least I don't have to deal with you clinging to me every second of the day anymore." She grinned pushing herself back from her position over him. But it seemed Law had other ideas, as he gripped her arm, dragged her back down, and switched positions, so he was now hovering over her. The sly smirk she was so familiar with was back, and that was a relief.

"I don't think we were finished." He whispered lowly, face slowly leaning into hers. She raised a brow as well, finding the whole situation amusing.

"We weren't?" She mocked, making him growl low in his throat.

"Far from it." And with that, he reached for the edge of her shirt and lifted it up her torso. Going along with it, she raised her chest to help him, and he kept one arm behind her back, not allowing her to fall back to the bed. Tossing her shirt onto the floor beside his own, he pressed her equally exposed chest against his.

"Perhaps I should punish you for trying to take advantage of me like that." He muttered darkly, resting his forehead against hers. She only grinned back.

"Maybe you should." She answered. He chuckled, following her back down onto the bed, his lips finding hers again.


*A Little Later*

"Baka, if you hadn't insisted on asking directions, we never would have been in this mess in the first place!" Penguin, who's arms were currently attached to Shachi's body, punched his friend in the face. Shachi, who's arms were subsequently attached to Penguin's body, went to rub his face, but actually rubbed against Penguin's instead. Then, realizing what he was doing, made a fist and retaliated.

"Baka! Quit using your arms on my body!"

"Give me back my arms!"

"Ow, stop hitting me!"

"I'll hit you all I like!"

"Ow!"

"Ouch!"

From further down the hall, Law and Summer watched as the two engineers bickered. If they hadn't known any better, it looked like they just kept hitting themselves. But with the fact that Law had intentionally switched their arms around, made it all the better. The two chuckled as the two friends fought, satisfied that they were getting the justice they deserved.


A/N- A fitting punishment for the two? I couldn't help but laugh at the mental image of them hitting each other with each others arms on different bodies. Heh...Heh...

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