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I have never, not once, in my life killed a person on purpose.

I have cut people open, have taken them apart, but I have never killed anyone with my own two hands.
Not even in a fight.

I don't like killing people.
I like to make fun of them, reminding them of how dangerous I can be when I switch their body parts...

However, that doesn't mean that I've never been responsible for the death of some.

Chapter 6:Responsibility

Law was eager to help the man. He would treat his wounds and check on him every day, making sure that he was healing well. He was so excited to be able to actually use his medical knowledge on a real person that he completely forgot about everything else.

Corazon was a bit worried; not because of Law's enthusiasm or his lack of interest in other things but because of what Doflamingo had probably planned for the boy. Because, if there was one thing for sure it was that things never went the way you expected if Doflamingo was involved...
But Law was still too young and naïve to realize that.

It was the third week after the man had been brought onto the ship, bleeding and about to die. Now he looked much better, at least in Law's opinion, and since Law was a doctor his opinion was obviously right.

In the past days Law had learned a lot about the man, not only about his body but also about the man himself. He had been really wary of Law, and honestly, Law didn't blame him; a child of the enemies ship treating your wounds wasn't something you experienced every day. He refused to talk to Law and didn't eat anything that Law offered him, but eventually he opened up to Law.

It took a lot of time until he finally decided that Law didn't plan on murdering him.

His name was Yorick and he was forty-six years old. His favourite color was green because his little daughter had green eyes. He had a wife and three children, all of them girls.

His wife was named Patricia and was good at backing cake and even better at fighting off the nosy neighbours with Yorick's dagger.

His youngest daughter was six, his oldest twenty-five. He had been together with his wife for over twenty-seven years by now.
She was the love of his life.

His job had been to watch over the ships that entered the port to make sure the crews wouldn't make any trouble while visiting the port and the village, and he told Law that Doflamingo had killed many men and even women without mercy on his way to the center of the village.
He had come to their village because he had been searching for something, but Yorick couldn't remember what it had been that Doflamingo had demanded from the people of the village.

Yorick was very sad a lot because he had no idea if his family was still alive. He would often stare into the air, his gaze glazed with fever and his face pale, and would tell Law about his family while Law changed the bandages and listened quietly.

He always listened quietly while he himself never talked a lot. He didn't tell Yorick about his family, neither of what was going on on the ship.

Law doubted that Yorick's family was still alive, but he said nothing.
He didn't have the heart to tell him.
Because, even if Law was a bit cold-hearted and awkward if it came to interacting with other people he still knew when to be sensitive about certain subjects.

It was almost a month now that Yorick was on the ship. He hadn't left the chamber once, but today was the day that Law would show him the ship. That was what Law had decided.

Doflamingo hadn't been interested in Yorick at all, not even about the progress he made, but Law would show him today that Yorick was almost fully healed thanks to Law.

"I don't think that is a good idea, Law." Yorick said, his voice hushed as he walked slowly next to Law. His voice was deep and very calming. "I am the enemy..."

"Technically, you are just a man from a village that Doflamingo happened to be interested in." Law corrected him, swaying from side to side with every step he took because he was so excited to show Doflamingo that he had succeeded to heal Yorick.
And there was Corazon, of course, who still had to meet Yorick!
"You'll see, Cora-san is great! I bet he can take you back to your village if we ask him nicely."
Corazon would do that for sure!

Yorick sighed deeply, his arm clutching the stump where his other arm had been. He had taken it quiet well, the loss of his arm. Law had been surprised.

Law was so excited that he talked more than he ever had. He wasn't one to talk a lot, even Corazon knew that, but he couldn't stop talking now that he was all excited.

The other members of the crew gave them a few side glances, clearly annoyed that Law was walking around with their captive. However, to Law this did not matter; Yorick was a man just like any other man on the ship, and he clearly didn't care that Yorick was considered a prisoner.
He was Law's patient, and that was all that mattered to Law.

"The Young Master is busy." Gladius said, as Law and Yorick were walking past him. "Don't bother him."

Gladius was very quiet and usually only spoke if there was something bothering him, at least that was when Law was around. Maybe that was because he found Law and his actions bothersome, maybe it was because of Law's bad timing if it came to Gladius and his mood.

"I don't care." Law answered, because he really didn't. He knew for a fact that Doflamingo was not busy, and Gladius was only trying to get Law out of his sight.

"Impolite as ever, I see." Gladius mumbled, clearly displeased by Law's behavior. However, Gladius didn't try to stop Law. He probably thought that Doflamingo would deal with Law anyway, so anything that Law did was not his problem.

"We really shouldn't..." Yorick began, and Law turned to look at him. "...go to Doflamingo."
Law raised his eyebrows, his head tilted. "Why?"

Why indeed? There was nothing to fear. If anything Doflamingo would be proud of Law for being such a great doctor. "Are you afraid?"

Yorick was quiet for a while, but then he nodded slowly. "Yes. I am. I know that this will not end well."

Law blinked, his head still tilted to one side. "I don't understand why you would be afraid. If Doflamingo would have wanted to kill you he would have done so a month ago. There is nothing to fear."

Yorick sighed deeply, a small smile on his lips. "Yes. You are probably right."
Law grinned and turned around, and missed the sadness that crossed Yorick's face.

Yes, Law was so excited that he ignored a lot of facts that he probably wouldn't have ignored if the circumstances were different and his mind not clouded by the pure excitement to show off his abilities.
Later he would regret it deeply.

Doflamingo sat on his sofa as Law and Yorick entered the room. Law hadn't even bothered to knock; he pushed the door handle and opened the door, something he usually never dared to do if he wasn't allowed to, but he was bold now.
Maybe a bit too bold.

"Doflamingo, Sir!"
Yorick winced ever so slighty as the name was uttered. If Law had payed more attention he would have noticed the way Yorick seemed to struggle with himself while being around Doflamingo.
Law, even though he was a smart kid, was just a very excited child that was too naïve to sense the danger of the situation.

Doflamingo turned around to look at Law. His gaze was hidden by his toned glasses, just like always, and the amused grin that was spreading across his lips was wide and ominous.
"Law." He stood up gracefully even though his legs seemed far too long for his body. It always amazed Law, that Doflamingo could move elegantly if he wanted to. Most of the time he just looked like an awkward bowlegged bird when he was walking. However, that didn't mean he looked less scary, it only underlined the fact that Doflamingo was a very powerful man that knew how to intimidate people with his body language alone.

Maybe,though, he only walked the way he did because he wanted to appear smaller than he was, Law wasn't sure.

"What brings you here, Law?"

Law straightened his back,just like Vergo had told him to so many times before, and gestured towards Yorick. "I am sure you can see that Yorick is all better now. I managed to patch him up and heal most of his wounds, and he's all better now!"

There was a notable tone of pride in Law's voice, and he faced Doflamingo's hidden gaze with a big grin.

"That's great." Doflamingo said, slowly walking towards them. "Truly, I am impressed." He stopped in front of them, his head tilted. He always did that. "So you are finished now?"

Law nodded. "Yes. The treatment is over now and he is ready to leave."

Yorick's eyes moved to look at Law. He was all quiet.

"Is that so?" Doflamingo hummed, tapping his finger against his chin. "Well,if that is so..."

He then reached out with one hand, and snapped Yorick's head with his strings until a sickening crunch was to be heard.

Yorick's lifeless body slumped to the floor.

His eyes were still open, and staring at Law.

There had been no time for him to be surprised. It had happened too fast and his brain had not been able to register the pain. It was over before he even knew it.

Law's eyes were wide as he stared at the body next to him. He wouldn't get the sight out of his head for quiet a while.

"Why?" Was all he managed to whisper, his wide eyes turning to meet Doflamingo's glasses. His throat felt tight. He just couldn't believe his own eyes.

"What?" Doflamingo asked in return, his voice bored as he turned around and walked back to his sofa, sitting down on it with his arms spread wide on the back rest. "You told me yourself, the treatment is finished."

"You killed him!" Law cried, couldn't help but cry, the shock and the disbelieve quickly turning into anger. "Why did you kill him?!"

Doflamingo was quiet, as if pondering about the words, although he seemed rather displeased by Law's sudden outburst of emotions. "A bird with a broken wing is useless. You've healed him, but he was broken beyond repair. He has fulfilled his purpose."

Law stared, his mouth wide open. "His purpose...?" he asked, his usually so strong voice small and shaky.

"Yes,indeed." Doflamingo crossed his legs, his head tilted as he watched Law with a stern expression. "He was your very first test subject. Be proud, you've succeeded to heal him. I know it hurts to lose a toy, but I will bring you a new one as soon as I can. For now, try and cut up that man. I am sure it will be very interesting."

Law felt sick.

He stared down at the floor, his body shaking.

"His name was Yorick..."

Doflamingo raised one eyebrow. "What?"

"His name..." Law said, his hands balled into fists to contain his anger. "...was Yorick."

Doflamingo laughed out, his head thrown back. He laughed and laughed, and all Law wanted to do was to stop the laughter that echoed through the room.

"You've made friends with him, that's it?" Doflamingo asked, his gaze back on Law.

Law pressed his lips together. He couldn't bear to look at Yorick's lifeless body. His gaze was fixed on Doflamingo's shoes instead, and all his anger was directed at the man before him.

"Oh Law." Doflamingo sighed deeply, shaking his head as if Law was a misbehaving child that just wouldn't understand what Doflamingo was trying to teach him. He stood up again, slowly walking towards Law. He stopped right in front of him,leaning down.

"You're not allowed to have any friends."

Law's breath was caught in his throat which felt unaturally tight, as if one of Doflamingo's invisible strings was trying to choke him. He slowly raised his head in disbelieve

"You belong to my crew now." Doflamingo said, crouching down to be at the same eye leve with Law while he put his finger under Law's chin. He had to look down at Law still.
"You are a pirate. Pirate don't have friends."

Law didn't know what to say. He stared at Doflamingo and he felt so stupid, so so stupid, for bringing Yorick here, believing that Doflamingo would simply let him walk away.

Now he was dead.
All because Law was not supposed to have friends.

"That's horrible.." Law whispered, his eyes staring at Doflamingo but not really seeing him.

It was his fault.

He had killed a human being; his stupidity had actually led to the death of a man.

Law felt as if someone had emptied a bucket full of icy water inside of him, and now the cold was creeping up his veins, taking over his body, paralyzing him.

Murderer, Murderer, Murderer

"Murderer..." Law whispered, his eyes wide as he stared ahead.

Doflamingo laughed out before he slapped Law hard without a warning.

Law's head flew to the side, his cheek stinging, but his body stayed unmoving.

"Don't be so ungrateful!" Doflamingo hissed as he stood up again, his full height towering over Law. "Accept the fact that the life of a pirate is full of blood and betrayal. You've chosen this life, so you have to live with the consequences it brings." He glared down at Law; Law could feel the eyes piercing into him even through he could not see them behind the glasses.

His cheek did hurt, but he did not dare to move his hand to touch it.

"No one ever said I have to kill anyone." Law whispered. He didn't know he managed to bring up the guts to answer Doflamingo, who was angered and most likely not amused by Law's words.
"No one ever said I can't have friends."

Doflamingo took a deep breath. Law had the feeling he was...disappointed?Angry?
Law couldn't tell.
He had no idea.

"You don't need them, friends. "Doflamingo said, his voice cold. "All you need is me. Me, and the crew. We are your family now. There is nothing else you need."

Doflamingo's hand reached out, and Law flinched slightly, expecting another blow, but the hand rested on his red cheek, tenderly stroking over the buring flesh. A stark contrast to the slap he had received mere minutes ago.

"Friends are a burden." Doflamingo said, his voice so much gentler now. "They slow you down on your way up. I cannot have that."

Law was quiet, not saying a word.

Somehow he had the feeling that was not true.

He never had had any friends, but he had read about friendships in stories and books. They seemed great. Not like a burden at all.

"Ah, but that's not the topic right now,is it?" Doflamingo's fingers moved up to his head and tightened in his hair, although his voice was soft, almost kind. "We still have that body over there. I think we should make use of it. What do you think,Law?"

Law's chest felt tight as he answered. "I don't..."

"Well,I think you should go back to the chamber and take a look at the inside of that body." Doflamingo's hand left Law's head, which made Law nearly stumbled forward. "The human body has so much to give. You will see. It will be fun."

Yorick's body seemed to move on it's own, but Law knew it were Doflamingo's strings that pulled the corpse upright until it was standing, the head lolling from side to side while the rest of the body seemed limp and boneless.

Doflamingo grinned, Yorick's hand reaching out and grabbing Law's arm, the fingers tightening painfully around his upper arm. The flesh was still a bit warm.

"I'll look forward to your results."

x

Law looked down at his plate, at the untouched food. He was quiet, not saying a word. In fact he hadn't said anything for quiet a while, not since he had returned from the chambers, covered in blood with a distanced look in his eyes.

Corazon was watching him. Law knew he was worried.

The others were talking, but Law didn't hear what they were saying. He didn't care. Their voices were a constant buzzing inside Law's ears and he wasn't able to make out the words even if he had wanted to.

Doflamingo wasn't paying attention to him. He was talking with someone, Law didn't bother to look up who it was.

"I am not hungry." Law said, no longer able to bear the carefree chatter of the crew. "May I be excused?"

Doflamingo stopped talking to Diamante, his head turned to Law who was still looking at his full plate. He didn't feel like eating at all.

"No." Doflamingo answered, turning back to Diamante. "Wait till everyone has finished."

"Doffy-" Corazon spoke up, his voice tense.

"It's rude." Doflamingo turned his head again, not looking at Corazon but at Law. "I expect some manners at my table. If you don't feel fine I am sure you can wait a few minutes more until you can leave, just like everybody else. Besides-" He leaned towards Law, who sat perfectly still. "You don't seem to keel over any time soon, and simply not wanting to eat is no excuse for leaving the table."

There was chuckling from the crew. Law didn't look up.

"I don't think that-" Corazon began, but Doflamingo was interrupting him before he had the chance to finish his sentence. "I don't care what you think. Keep your thoughts to yourself. I have made a decision."

Everyone was quiet now, all eyes directed at the brothers.

The tension in the room seemed to grow the longer the brothers stared at each other. Corazon's hands tightened around the silverware, and it seemed that he was ready to throw the knife at any given moment.

"Law, you can get up." Corazon said, without looking at Law. His eyes were fixed on Doflamingo's face.

"No, Law. You stay." Doflamingo said, his voice very calm.

Corazon scowled, the blunt edge of his knife digging into the soft wood of the table.
"Law, it is better for you to lie down and rest if you don't feel well. I think we all can agree on that."

Doflamingo's face did not show what he was thinking as he leaned over the table towards Corazon, a small smirk on his lips that didn't seem to fit his icy tone.
"Are you trying to make me angry, brother dear?"
There was a dangerous edge in his voice, which made Law's stomach clenched.

They were fighting because of him.
Again.

"No-" Corazon smirked back lazily, although it didn't seem to reach his eyes. "- I just don't want to be an asshole. Law doesn't feel fine, so why force him to stay at the table?"

"You know, Corazon, you're incredibly rude towards the Young Master." Diamante pointed out, but Doflamingo waved him off.
"Such a brat." Vergo agreed, and Law was sure he was very keen on showing Corazon how to be respectful towards his brother.

"Don't bother, Diamante, Vergo..." Doflamingo leaned back, still grinning. "Corazon is just trying to play the hero here, and of course he fails. The usual."

Law listened quietly as the fight continued, although he barely heard what they were saying.

Corazon would get into trouble if he continued to speak for Law. The crew was very loyal to Doflamingo, and Corazon was putting the others against himself.

Law couldn't let that happen.

"It's alright." Law spoke up, his voice calm.

All heads turned to him, but he didn't look at anyone.

"I'll stay. I don't mind."

"Law..." Corazon began, but Law was shaking his head. "Don't."

And Corazon didn't say anything.

The dinner continued, although the atmosphere was still tense. Corazon was angry, Law could feel it, but not at Law. He was angry at his brother.

Law wasn't saying anything. He was quiet, staring at his food, not moving an inch.
He knew that he had washed his hands for half an hour before dinner, but he still felt as if they were sticky with blood.

The rest of the dinner went on without any trouble or fighting. Law didn't notice the others had left until Corazon put a hand on his shoulder. "You can stand up now, Law."

Law stared at the table, where his plate had been mere minutes ago. Corazon had taken the plate which was still in his hand while he looked down on Law, a worried expression on his face.

"Are you not feeling well?"

Corazon didn't know. He didn't know why Law was so quiet and not hungry, or why he was wringing his hands over and over again.

Law shook his head, still looking at the table. "Hmh. Just tired."

Corazon's eyes lingered on him for a few minutes longer until he sighed deeply and turned towards the sink, where the other plates were waiting to be cleaned.

Law couldn't bring himself to stand up; he wasn't trusting his legs to hold his weight, and so he listened to the clattering of the dishes and Corazon's soft humming.

"Cora-san?" He asked, after a while.

Corazon stopped humming, but the clattering of the dishes did not stop. "Yes, Law?"

Law did not turn around, his shoulders hunched and his eyes fixed on his folded hands as he spoke. "Why is everyone so devoted to Doflamingo?"

This was a question he hadn't been able to get out of his head for quiet a while now.

"Why does the crew follow him so willingly, and never question his decisions?"

The clattering stopped, and Corazon turned around. "Well..." he began, his voice soft. "It's a bit difficult to understand , I think. " Law could hear the soft clack clack of Corazon's heeled boots as he came over to Law, a towel in his hands as he dried them. "They all have their reasons to be here. They all had nowhere to go, and Doflamingo was the one who welcomed anyone with open arms as long as they wouldn't question his choices. " Law's eyes moved to look at Corazon, and Corazon smiled fondly.

"It doesn't seem like it very often, but family is something that Doflamingo values the most. He's ruthless and brutal whenever it comes to taking care of his enemies, and he is a cruel man, there is no denying that but..." Corazon sighed, crouching down to meet Law's gaze. He smiled at Law and moved the chair, so that Law was facing Corazon now instead of the table "...he gave them a family, and in return they gave him their hearts. Maybe it's a bit dewy-eyed of them, and I am sure it is not wise to follow someone without questioning anything they do...However, he has saved them from an even worse fate. However, Doflamingo was always good at manipulating people into liking him. I can't say if it is the same with the crew, but he likes to believe they love him because he cares."

Corazon tilted his head, his eyes moving over Law's stony face. "Why did you ask? Did something happen?"

Law shook his head, not looking at Corazon.
Somehow he felt as if he didn't deserve to look at anyone anymore, not after what had happened because of him.

Dimly he wondered if Yorick would still be alive if Law hadn't been the one to treat him.

"Are you sure?" Corazon asked, searching for Law's gaze.

"Yeah.." Law mumbled, still looking at his hands. He couldn't help think about all the blood.

The weird part was; it hadn't bothered him.

It hadn't bothered him that he had been forced to cut open a human body.
It hadn't bothered him that all is clothes had been soaked in blood.
It hadn't bothered him one bit that he had seen the insides of a human being while taking the body apart bit by bit by bit.

He wanted to know everything.
He wanted to know how the human body worked, wanted to take it apart, wanted to cut it open and put it back together.

But not like this.

The fact that it had been Yorick , the fact that he had been forced, the fact that it was his fault...

He wanted to save people, not kill them in order to use them as his playthings.

Dead bodies didn't matter to him.

What mattered was how they had died.

Yorick had died because of him, and Law just couldn't live with that.

"Law..." Corazon's voice was soft, his hand coming up to brush over Law's cheek, his gaze still searching for Law's. "What's the matter? Did Doflamingo-"

"It's nothing!" Law jerked away, sliding from the chair while doing so. "I am fine!"

Corazon pressed his lips together and he looked so worried that Law wanted to hug him instead of being hugged by him, but he controlled himself.

"I am going to bed now. I am tried. " Law declared, turning away from Corazon, who was still crouching on the floor in front of the chair. "Goodnight."

He did not turn around to look at Corazon.

If he had, he would have seen Corazon's darkened gaze behind the toned glasses.

xx

Law got a lot of new playthings over the next weeks.
Humans, animals, it didn't matter; he worked with whatever Doflamingo brought him without questioning it.

He cut the bodies open, waited for their reaction, used them to study their reactions on all kinds of chemicals and medicine and the way their bodies reacted to blood loss and dehydration.

It didn't matter.
It didn't matter who they were or what they were or where they came from, Law never questioned that ever again.

He did not kill anyone, though.
That was what Doflamingo eventually did.

"They are not human anymore, they are beneath us." Doflamingo once said, his head tilted as he snapped the neck of a young woman that Law had treated. "You don't need to feel bad for cutting them open, or killing them." He leaned down, his wide smile directly in front of Law's face. "A good doctor needs some test subjects, am I right?"

Law felt unbelievable uncomfortable at that comment, because it was scratching at something that he had hidden deep down, something he had almost forgotten.

No matter who they were, a person was still a human being and Law felt no other human being had the right to take their life.

"You'll understand that one day."

He wouldn't.

Never.

"I'll talk to him." Law looked up to Corazon, who was walking next to him down the corridor. Corazon had to lean down a bit in order to talk to Law, and it looked really weird when he did that while walking. Law always feared he would fall over and onto his face. "You don't need to continue doing this. I know it makes you uncomfortable."

Law was silent.

There was nothing to be done, there was no turning back if Doflamingo had decided something, and his decision to make Law immune against killing people seemed final.

A pirate who couldn't or wouldn't kill people and wasn't able to inflict terror in the hearts of his enemies was no good, after all.

"Law, listen, it's alright-" Corazon began, but Law walked faster.

"I don't need you to watch out for me." He said , quietly.

He didn't mean to be rude, he really didn't, especially not towards Corazon. However, he knew that if he told Corazon to talk to Doflamingo that it would only end in them fighting each other.

Corazon's reputation wasn't the best, not here in this family. His constant fights with Doflamingo hadn't gone unnoticed and he had soon become the black sheep of the family. Law didn't want this to get any worse for Corazon. Him protecting Law, who wasn't really well-liked to begin with, would only cause him more trouble than necessary.

Law was a big boy, he could handle this.

"Law, you are eleven years old. I think I do need to watch out for you." Corazon sighed, and Law could hear the concern in his voice.

"Don't." Law simply said.

Please, just don't.

Law had seen what Doflamingo did with his enemies.

He didn't want Corazon to end the same way.

They reached the deck where Law sat down at the railing, the sea wind blowing trough his hair while his legs dangled over the edge. He looked up at the sky, which was bright. Just a few clouds were to be seen. It was cold,through, not nearly as warm as a few weeks ago.

Corazon didn't say anything anymore. He left Law alone while he was reading his book for the third time.

Law sat outside for the rest of the day, until it got dark outside. The light of the deck was too dim to read properly, the words were beginning to blur in front of his eyes, and it was dinner time anyway. Law sighed, standing up. He swayed a bit, his hand reaching for his head. A dizzy feeling was spreading over him, but it quickly vanished again, so Law didn't bother thinking about it anymore for the rest of the evening.

However, the dizziness soon returned as he was sitting at the dinner table.
He was trying to get some food into his stomach, but he felt sick, like puking, and the food seemed very unappealing to him. He poked at his food, his arm resting on his table while his hurting head was supported by his hand.

Law really didn't want to sit here any longer, but he did not dare to raise his voice; he remembered what had happened the last time he had tried to get up from the dinner table earlier than the others, and he didn't want to cause a fight again.

Corazon was looking at him from time to time, though he said nothing. Maybe that was because of their talk earlier that day.

Law was staring at his food, counting the minutes.

He didn't even notice when the chattering stopped.

"Law?"

Law looked up, a bit confused because everyone was looking at him.

"Yes?" He asked, carefully, his brow furrowed.

Corazon leaned towards him, worry visible on his face. "Law, you're bleeding."

Law frowned, his gaze focusing on Corazon's face before it returned to his plate. There was blood all over his fish, and he touched his face, surprised that he could feel warm blood running down over his lips and his chin.

He hadn't noticed the nosebleeding.

"Are you alright? Wait, I'll get up and get you a-" Corazon began, ready to stand up, but Law quickly shook his head, which had been a bad idea because he was feeling all dizzy again now.

"No, it's fine, it's not that bad!" Law insisted, his hands gripping the edge of the table to keep himself upright.

Why hadn't he noticed?

His gaze was fixed on the red blood on his plate, and it dimly reminded him of something, but he couldn't tell what it was.

"You're pale. I think you should lie down." Corazon argued, still about to get up.

"Let the boy sit here if he wants to." Doflamingo waved his brother off, leaning forward to look at Law. He was grinning, but Law was sure he could see the beginning of a frown on his forehead.

"But, Doffy, he's bleeding on the food." Vergo pointed out, his voice as cold as ever, and Jora was nodding in agreement. "Such a waste!"

"Who cares about the food?!" Corazon snapped back, causing Doflamingo to glare at him.

"Well, I do." Trébol said, his arms crossed in front of his chest. His eyes were narrowed and it rather looked as if he tried to provoke Corazon instead of really caring about the food.

Law was tried of all this, his head hurting too much for this yelling and arguing, and he felt as if someone was trying to fill his lungs with lead, slowly choking him. He stood up abruptly, the chair scratching over the floor boards.

"I am going to the bathroom." Law said, over the loud voices, but he never made it to the bathroom, because the next thing he knew was that he was falling forward face first on the table, and then everything went black.


Also: Oh man, Law's flashback is getting near, I can literally feel it. It makes me a bit sad bcs I love the arc and bcs this fanfic will probably be far off from canon then, as well as my Corazon design. I hope at least his characterisation is somewhat like mine, haha :(