Law just gave me this really annoyed look that demanded that I explain why I was interrupting his fun. It couldn't even be called a fight because there was no challenge, they were just trying to survive and were freaking out as their parts were attacked to the most random of things like the walls, each other and the benches in the hallway or were scrambled up.
"My stuff! I'm not going out there in this!" Plus I had my phone on me, my car keys, a wallet and my over the shoulder bag, or at least I had them when I had arrived. I couldn't leave any of that here and there was no way I was exiting this building in the hospital gown that was in shreds and was bloodstained.
It didn't take long to locate where they held it. It was behind the desk which had already been splintered and the glass broken. I changed like my life depended on it. Oh god it felt so good to be out of that damn thing and into my regular clothes. I picked the keys up by the ring and shoved them deep into my pocket before shoving the rest of my things into my purse and as I exited the room I pulled the strap over my head so that it rested across my body.
"Thanks Captain." I muttered disappointed that there weren't many people left to face, that there wasn't much space between the three of us and the front doors. Though there were several holes in the walls that could potentially be used as exits.
"Can we go now Miss Sienna?" He sarcastically asked with a slight frown that was more playful than disapproving. I quickly nodded and we made our way towards the doors. I rolled my eyes as he held the door open for Bepo and I. Of course he'd used the door instead of the holes in the walls.
Once outside of its double doors Law muttered the word room which made me smile. "Tact." He said next twitching his index finger up so that the building levitated. Once again Law unsheathed his nodachi and swung it several times in several different directions, cutting the hospital several times, which made the smile on my face broaden. Bepo and I were just standing outside of his room; our toes were inches from the blue dome otherwise known as Law's operating room. Then the dome disappeared and the building went crashing down rising dust and making the ground beneath our feet trembled as though there was an earthquake. This process was repeated several times until the building was complete and utter rubble. Nothing was going to be salvageable from that pile of chunks of plaster, shards of glass, wreathing and twitching body parts, twisted and smoking machines, halves of desks and stray papers that fluttered in the wind.
Law looked over his shoulder after the fourth time and asked, "Is that to your liking Miss Sienna or shall I repeat the process a few more times?"
My response? Well it was to launch myself at my wonderful captain and wrap my arms around his neck as I stood on my tip toes. I squeezed him tight paying no mind to the fact that my blood was seeping into his yellow hoodie, that it was being smeared onto the skin of his neck from my hands. "No it's perfect." I breathed into the crook of his neck where my face was currently buried. "You're the bestest." I said with a smile that I was sure that he could feel.
"The proper word is-"
"Oh stuff it and just tell me you told me so." I grumbled pushing away from him the smile still not fading from my face. I knew that bestest wasn't a word, that I should have said that he was the best but who cared about proper English at a time like this? I'll tell you who, only Law, the man who uses the front door to exit a building he's going to destroy. That's who.
"I told you not to go. You now on occasion I know what best for you." He said with a playful lecturing tone in his voice sounding much like a parent.
"Yeah you're the captain; I hope it's more than just on occasion." If he knew what was best for the crew and I only on occasion then I was going to have to consider going to a different crew where the captain knew best almost all of the time.
"Just on occasion." He repeated his voice laden with sarcasm and a smirk.
"You're the best." I said happily as we turned away from the mound of rubble where a hospital used to stand and began heading home. We walked in silence but that didn't last very long at all because curiosity got the best of me. "Hey Captain?"
"Yes milady?"
"How did you know where to find me?" I had been stripped of my phone, my purse and my real clothes. I had not gotten one phone call though I guess that's because I wasn't being taken to prison, just the local loony bin. I'm pretty sure that I had been there a day or so but I wasn't sure. All I knew is that I had been put in there on Friday, probably closer to Saturday and I hadn't a clue as to what day it was today. I hoped that it was Sunday, Monday at the latest.
"I simply asked the people you were last seen with of your whereabouts." He answered easily enough. He made it sound easy as though he had just 'asked' them and they had just given him an answer.
"And how did you ask? Hell who did you ask?"
"Miss Chris. She was pleased to answer all of my questions-"
"After you threatened her of course."
"Yes I'm afraid that was the case." Drawled Law who didn't sound as though he had any remorse or even cared that's what it took to get what he wanted.
"You didn't hurt her did you?"
"Of course nothing life threatening."
At his answer I let out a breath of relief. So he hadn't roughed Chris up too badly. But then again I think our definitions of not too badly; of life threatening might be considerably different. "So in other words you played around a bit with her and your devil fruit powers. But is she in one piece?"
"I'm afraid not."
I sighed heavily. Of course. Now we were going to have to piece her together again. But that was after I got bandaged and changed of course. "So how many pieces is she in?" I asked almost dreading the answer to that question.
"Two."
I narrowed my eyes. Only two pieces? Usually he cut them up in quite a lot more, usually scattered their parts and stuck them to random things like he had the people of the hospital.
It was quiet as we continued home, as I tried to figure out how exactly she was only in two pieces.
Had he simply cut her in half? Had he done it horizontally or vertically? Or had Law done something else to Chris? Maybe she was a body and a head or missing a limb. At that thought I found myself frowning.
Nah those things weren't really his style anyway.
I sighed heavily and continued walking and thinking about what it was that my captain had done to Chris and how she could possibly be in only two pieces.
"Miss Sienna?" Law interrupted my thoughts that were practically at war with each other.
"What?" I snapped rudely at him not happy that he had pulled me out of my head.
"Now now that's not necessary. I was merely going to offer you some help."
I was just fine trying to figure this out on my own. "I don't need your help." To be honest it was a bit unwelcome. I had been left in a cell like room for a day or so with only my thoughts I'd survive a bit longer being wrapped up in them.
"It doesn't matter."
"What do you mean it doesn't matter? I don't want your help."
Instead of answering me Law simply reached into the lab coat he had on for whatever reason and then pulled out a perfect cube. Inside that cube was a beating heart that made me stop dead in my tracks.
Now it made sense!
"You-you…her…" I babbled stupidly. He had her heart. Law had literally stolen Chris' heart. And to put the cherry on top he was offering it to me! "I-I…can't?" Instead of sounding like a refusal as I had intended it, my response came out as a question. It was really tempting to give that little cube a sharp little squeeze and make her pay for convincing the guys to throw me in the loony bin. But that was the devil on my shoulder. The angel on the other hand was telling me to forgive her, to resist temptation and not to hurt my friend.
In response to my question one of Law's slender brows arched. "No?"
"No." I repeated firmly. I was not going to take advantage of the fact that my friends heart was out of her chest. Still alive and beating mind you, but it was vulnerable to the likes of me, to the likes of anyone who got the cube in their hands. At the moment it was at Law's mercy.
At that thought I snatched the cube from his hands. It was soft and wet yet not at the same time. It just felt weird in my hands. But it was better in my hands than in Law's.
"Are you not mad?"
"I'm furious but I'm not just going to squeeze her heart." I had seen its effects on people, it hurt them greatly. And I wonder why! It was their heart for God's sake! Hearts are supposed to stay within the body, why do you think people die when they get ripped out?!
"It won't kill her."
I was very aware of that fact. But it would hurt her and I hadn't been that hurt in the loony bin. Offended? Yeah kind of but I hadn't been in pain. No one had stuck me with needles and no one had forced me to meet whoever Dr. Stanton was. No medicines had been forced down my throat and I hadn't been strapped down anywhere. I had just been left to my thoughts and emotions.
"I. Know." I ground out. Law was trying so hard to tempt me and so far all he had to do was bring up one more good excuse and I was sure to give in.
Law reached over, grabbed my free hand and closed it over the top of the cube. He brought his other hand and wrapped it around the hand that was holding the cube that was Chris' heart. Her heart was encased in my hands which were surrounded by Law's. The hand on top was the one with the tattoo's reading death. "Just give it a little squeeze," As he said the word squeeze his hands tightened around mine which forced mine to tighten around the cube, efficiently giving it a little squeeze as he had instructed.
I can honestly say that I never thought that I'd get to literally hold someone's heart and life in my hands. And I can also honestly say that I didn't know what I was going to do with it. Just the thought of Chris and that pile of rubble made my blood boil. But even though I was mad didn't mean that I had to kill Chris.
"Here." I thrust the cube, my hands and his hands towards him and slipped mine out from beneath his. "Give this to me when I'm not so mad." It was dangerous for me to hold her life in my hands when I was so. I would have put it in my own pocket but I don't know how good pockets are for organs.
"Sometimes you're too nice." Law said tucking it away inside of the lab coat. He looked kind of good in it. I couldn't help but notice. Of course that was now, after I had nearly threatened my own captain, after we had 'fought' our way out and after he had destroyed a two story building named Jaco something or other. Only after it was splattered with blood and no longer pure white did I notice how good it looked on him. The blood was a touch that fit Law to a T.
I was constantly getting called too nice, mostly by Penguin and Shachi. Bepo said I was nice because I was nice to him, unlike the other members of the crew; they were pretty mean to the meek polar bear. But this was the first time I had heard those words come directly come from Law's mouth before. "Sorry Captain." And with that we lapsed back into silence.
It was a long walk home so it was no wonder that it had taken Law so long to get there. By car it might have been an hour, by foot it was a lot longer. But we finally made it home. Only as we approached the apartment complex a figure on the steps leading up to the apartments above mine made me slow my steps, it made my blood turn cold.
However we didn't stop approaching my home.
"What is he doing here?" Bepo asked as I sped ahead of them. I didn't want them to reach him first. Now when I was unsure of what Law's course of action might be. After all he had his nodachi on him and that wasn't good, wouldn't be good.
"I have a feeling we're about to find out." I heard my captain mutter as the figure rose to their feet.
"What are you doing here?" I growled repeating Bepo's question, taking a few steps forwards so that Bepo and Law were behind me but that didn't guarantee anything. I might be too nice but I wasn't about to welcome him with open arms.
"I…Look Enna…what I-" The blonde let out a frustrated growl raking a hand through his locks with a firm shake of his head. "What happened to you?" His eyes narrowed and he looked past me and to Law. I looked down wondering what it was he was questioning.
Oh, that's right. I had forgotten that I had sustained a few injuries, had bled a bit but I hadn't realized that the blood had started soaking through my clothes to make it a bit more obvious on the outside. "Nothing Zach."
"You're hurt."
"No thanks to you." I snapped at him only for him to flinch back. His reaction almost made me feel bad for my harsh tone and mean glare. Almost but I couldn't bring myself to actually feel one hundred percent bad about either of those things.
"I'm sorry Enna."
"Don't call me that." I snapped. He had no right, not anymore. None of them did, not after their stunt. I might not be willing to squeeze Chris' life out of her via an organ that was out of its vessel but I also wasn't willing to forgive any of them. Not after the threats they had made to Law, if they knew of the things he could do to them then I doubted they'd have said any of those things.
"I don't expect to be forgiven-"
"Good." I shook my head and pointed behind me. "Go."
"But I-"
"Zachariah, just get out of here!" Only teachers who didn't know him, his angry parents and his ID called him by his full name. We all just called him Zach.
"I don't want it to end like this." He muttered looking at the ground as he took a step forwards, closer to leaving, away from my door.
"Then how do you want it to end?" I had to control my voice because if I didn't I'd be yelling at him, he'd be able to hear the hurt in my voice, see it on my face. This was just like being dropped into the One Piece world all over again. Only this was a million times worse. This wasn't how my fantasies about rejoining them in this world had played in my mind. But I had already learned the hard way that there was a considerable difference between fantasy and reality.
He shook his head. "I don't know. Just not like this."
"I'm sorry. It's over. It, us, we, our friendship, it all ended when you guys decided to bind me and throw me in the loony bin." My voice was calm despite the mess of emotion that was churning in my stomach; I seemed calm despite how I was feeling. "Now if you'll excuse me..." I walked around him, got my keys out and unlocked my door, though I was unsure if it was locked or not. Opening the door I looked over my shoulder and said, "Come on you two, get in here." In unison they walked forwards and filed past me and into the house. Only I stopped Law and held my hand out expectantly.
"Is there something you want?" He asked slowly blinking at me.
"There is. I'll even give you a hint, it belongs to Chris."
"You really are no fun Miss Sienna." Law informed me even as he complied and placed it in my palm.
"Thanks." I muttered well aware that he didn't have to cooperate with me and hand it over without a fight. I looked at Zach before tossing it at him saying, "I don't want to see any of you again. And while you're at it take that back to Chris."
Zach looked from the mystery cube now in his hands up at to me and opened his mouth, but before he could begin to speak I gave him half a wave, stepped into my house and closed my door. Once it was closed, once he was out of sight I clenched my eyes closed and slid down the door until I was sitting against it.
I couldn't believe what I had just done. If those bridges weren't already demolished then I had just delivered the final blow to them. They were now out of commission forever, nonexistent as of now, unfixable. At least Zach's and Chris' were.
"Regretting your decision Miss Sienna?" Law's voice asked me as the voice of the TV turned on.
I leaned my head back and opened my eyes to look up at my captain. I pursed my lips and shook my head. No I didn't regret it. It just it saddened me to think that besides my dad I had no connections to this world. I had no real reason to be here. I had no reason to stay.
"I want to go home." I muttered up to him even though I knew that he couldn't do a damn thing about it.
"Are you not home?"
"I thought I was." I should have known that I should have just resisted temptation and stayed there. "This sucks." I muttered inhaling deeply before exhaling it slowly to form a heavy sigh. I didn't expect an answer from Law I mean what was he supposed to say to that?
"I'm working on that."
"On what?" Now he had my attention, my full, undivided and slightly confused attention.
"Getting us back home."
I couldn't help keep a little laugh back. So that's why he had been on the internet so much? It put a smile on my face because even though it was the logical thing to do and Law was all about logical things when it came to certain things, it was sweet. Or at least it was in my eyes. "And how's that working for you?"
"Unfortunately I'm yielding no results. But do not worry Sienna."
"I'm not worrying." I'd worry if I woke up and one day neither of them could be found. I'd be worried if one of them weren't next to me in my bed or in my living room or eating my food, blowing things up in the microwave or returning back from god only knew what. I'd worry if I was suddenly left here alone in my own world. Usually the words don't worry made me worry but not in this instance, there was no need to worry. Sure Law didn't have things under control but he was working on it, he was trying which was more than what I was doing.
For Gods' sake all I had done was burn bridges, learn a few surprising things my time with Law and try to keep Bepo from being discovered. And here my captain was working on ways to get us back home.
"Are we going to get your car?"
I shrugged. "Maybe tomorrow." My feet hurt from that awfully long walk and I didn't need it now anyway. With that Law offered a hand. I took it and allowed him to pull me to my feet. Once there I wrapped my arms around his middle and rested my cheek against his collarbone. "Thanks for everything. I don't know what I'd do without you." I hope I'd never get the chance to know what I'd be, what would have come of me without Law. I didn't even want to think about life without him and Bepo, the crew, the sub and bring a too nice pirate. It was hard to imagine to be honest but here I was with only Law and Bepo and it turns out life was harder here.
"Without me Miss Sienna you'd have died." He plainly stated as though it were a simple fact that I should have known.
"Without you Mr. Trafalgar I wouldn't be a pirate, I wouldn't be wanted. I wouldn't have a family or a polar bear friend. Without you Mr. Surgeon of death I wouldn't get the chance to travel and see the world. Without you I wouldn't be kept on my toes every waking moment." And with that I pushed myself up to my tiptoes so that I was just a few inches taller. I stretched my neck and landed a kiss on his lips.
Unfortunately not seconds after responding he pulled away, far too soon for my liking, far too abruptly. When he saw my deep frown and obvious displeasure in his action he let loose a laugh that carried the words, "You need to be bandaged. Don't want any of those lacerations to get infected do we?"
"They're fine." I muttered placing my hands on his chest and pushing lightly against him hoping he'd get the hint.
But instead of yielding he gathered and held both of my hands into one and then in a very serious voice said, "This is what you get for playing around." He had played around just like I had and he hadn't a single scratch on him. But then again I don't think anyone had been able to reach the doctor called the Surgeon of Death, my Dark Doctor.
"I couldn't help it." I groaned lowering myself off of my tiptoes. "We all needed that." That was most certainly the truth. I was starting to see the perks of living in a world like One Piece; those were just about all of the things I thought were negative about this world.
"None the less you need to be bandaged."
I frowned down at myself. "Alright alright." I slipped my hands out of his grasp and grabbed his hand, leading him to the bathroom and searching for the first aid kit that Law had forced me to get after I had sliced open my finger while cutting up a pepper of sorts. As I searched for it I heard the door close. "There you go Mr. Doctor." I didn't question his reasons as I held out the box for him to take and go through until he found whatever it was he needed. And with that I slid onto the counter next to the sink.
When I was told to take off my shirt I didn't freak out like the first time I had when he had asked for me to do so. Instead of fighting him and yelling about how I was NOT doing that I slipped it off sad that his hoodie was bloody and more or less ruined. That thing was very comfortable and I hadn't had it long enough for his scent to be replaced by the scent of my house, of this world. I tossed it into the corner of the bathroom behind the door.
I watched his steady hands grab the mini bottle of peroxide and grab the cotton balls from under the sink. I hated that stupid liquid, it burned. When he wetted the cotton ball and lifted it towards one of my battle wounds I began talking to distract myself. Of course I could be distracting Law as well but this was probably something he could do in his sleep, like he could probably do stitches in his sleep. At the memory of the first time I had to get stitches via Law I began shaking with laughter I was trying to contain. Of course that earned me a slightly annoyed look from Law.
The first time I had needed stitches the wound was the worst that I had yet to obtain but it wasn't the worse I'd ever obtain I just didn't know it at the time. I had to be held down because by time Law had threaded the needle I had been beyond scared shitless. At the time we weren't what we were now. I had not wanted the damned doctor to even approach me with a needle, attached to a syringe or not. But in the end I had gotten stitches and they hadn't been that bad to be honest. He had even made a point to sneer something after I had gotten the stitches though I don't remember what it was he had said something mean and spiteful though.
"Cold?" He asked not pausing in his work of cleaning up all the blood that covered my torso, chest and stomach. There were already bruises that were forming there from being elbowed or kneed by the pathetic nurses.
"No. Not cold. So are there enough Band-Aids to cover everything?" Instead of getting a real answer I got a chuckle but that was all. "Is that a no?"
"I'm not opening a Band-Aid for each wound you allowed yourself to get."
"Well you're not going to wrap me up for them are you?" When he looked up I got my answer. "That's ridiculous Captain. You're going to bandage me all up for a few small scratches?"
"It's what you get." He was serious but there was a teasing tone to his voice.
Humph. I pouted before asking, "So did you have fun?"
"You could say that."
"No matter what you say I think you did indeed have fun." If he tried to tell me otherwise then I was going to argue with him and tell him that he had been grinning and smiling like a maniac the entire time we had been waltzing our way out of the hospital.
"There." He said tying off the bandage that covered all of my wounds. The clean, pure white bandages wound their way up from just above my pant line up my stomach, around my breast, binding them tightly, up my chest around my shoulders and inched its way around my neck. The bandages were snug and weren't going anywhere any time soon. And looking down at myself it looked worse than it really was. But I suppose it was better than having a Band-Aid for each of the wounds I had mostly allowed myself to get.
"Are we finished?" I asked swinging my legs back and forth. Law was standing between my legs, his hands resting on either side of my body on the counter now that they were done dressing my wounds. My bra lay flung into the same corner as my shirt, well the hoodie I had stolen from him, was.
"With the bandaging, yes." He answered simply.
"Onto other things!" I exclaimed wrapping my legs around Law so that he couldn't escape. Though I suppose if he REALLY wanted to do so then he could. But he was going to try real hard.
"I do believe I know that look in your eyes Lady Sienna." Law said with a small little smirk on his face and a knowing look in his eyes.
A/N: Yup here's the next chapter hope it wasn't too terrible. Thanks for your reviews.
Also I kind of want to give you guys a lemon but I'm horrible at writing them. So yeah there's going to be one next chapter...i guess i've gotta change the rating.
A reply to: 10th squad 3rd seat: Was that good? I hope I kept them IC…I suck at that. It wasn't very steamy at all -_-
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