Here go with chapter eleven!

I'm busting these chapters out pretty quickly now, since I really only have a week left until I leave, seeing as how I won't be back until October I'm trying really hard for you guys. I recently had an epiphany so I quickly made some changes ans added some other things to the next chapters coming. There will be plenty of Law and Ana action for all of you out there looking for it! We'll see them as they evolve throughout the beginning of their relationship. It'll be spicing up quite a bit with their first adventure as a crew starting next chapter.

So here are the shout outs for my loyal reviewers!

CaptainCommanderLucy:I think I'll just keep on telling you how much your constant support means to me every chapter even if you didn't respond! I love seeing that you enjoyed the chapters :D!

Apple Blossom: Yes, I know it was a buzz kill, but they can't just throw themselves together on the first whim! It's gotta be more interesting than that! It's coming up, though, don't worry!

Sarge1130: I try my very best to write them as best as I can, the spelling mistakes are something I check more than I actually spend writing In the end I still catch them after their posted :/. Ana will very shortly be coming to terms on what she's feeling toward out sexy Dark Doctor. The Whitebeard pirates were the only thing really keeping her stable as a young teen, so she's fiercely protective of them. Marco's role here was to help her see that Law wasn't as bad as she makes him out o be in her own mind. While she spends time thinking about his faults and the actions that annoy her, he's actually not that bad. Marco had seen what kind of youngster Ana was, so pointing out somethings for Law will become very useful for him to get her to cooperate. UGH! I wish that interruption wasn't needed, but it was in the end. I have so much more planned for out duo, and it involves out local doctor getting some more color on his cheeks ;)! And the interpreter isn't any you'd think it was!

So, onwards to the story with the common knowledge I don't own anything but the plot and any, or all OC I put in here!


It had to of been a week from the time I last saw Marco. He had given us a going away party when were set to sail to the next island. Damn idiot fell asleep like five times during our drink off. I lost horribly to the pro as I fell off the chair and onto the floor. A drunk Marcus and Keith tried to help me as I slurred swears and threats at the older man. Marco just laughed and started his next contest with Penguin. That was another horrible defeat, we cried together over it. Keith had actually started the dancing, and it was a shit show. Himself and Shachi almost collided into some other White Beard pirates, a fight was on the brink. That was until myself and Marco whacked them all on the head, saying it was a party, not a brawl. Even if we were fighting with each other towards the end, we weren't going to serious injure each other.

Bepo had been asking if there were any female bears around. I tried so hard not to laugh at him, but I couldn't help it. He was so cute as he tried to find out which islands had some. The other crew was more than happy to tell him where they were. He had all but begged the captain to take us to some of them, and he agreed. The men cheered for the new adventure set about us. I rolled my eyes at them and laughed at them. Mugs of whatever were thrown in the air towards the night. Marco and I hanging on to each other as we tried to stand. I had succeeded in getting him drunk even if I was beyond plastered. That didn't matter as long as someone was there to see my victory to pass on to the others, Vista would love it.

I could remember being handed over to Law in the end somehow. The poor bastard was my personal walking stick. I clung to him worse than a baby chimp to its mother. I had tried convincing him to give me a piggy back ride, to which he denied. I threw myself on the ground and refused to move until he did. In the very end I had gotten what I wanted, my legs dangled in his arms as he carried me. I had wrapped my arms around his shoulders, talking to him about who knows what. After some time though I could feel myself getting tired. My eyes were starting to shut and I placed my head on Law's shoulders as my arms loosened their hold on him. I vaguely remembered saying good night to him as I let sleep overcome me. That was like I said a week ago, and it still felt like yesterday to me.

So here I was eating my food happily as the boys chatted about the next island. Getting jabs about how I was all over our captain. Penguin and Shachi being the worst of the bunch already had lumps on their heads from me hitting them. The others seemed to get the hint and only made sly jabs that I didn't pick up on at first. Marcus wasn't so lucky as my irritation grew. He sported a black eye and was sent to the local doctor on board. Then my world came to a screeching halt.

"Ana-ya, may I see you in the infirmary." I had recently found out there was a loud speaker system in the sub. I groaned and turned around to see Marcus walking back in with a sheepish smile. Flipping him off he mouthed an apology to me as I sauntered out the door. Lacing my fingers behind my head as I made my way around some other members who smirked at me and laughed.

Now, I wasn't really scared of getting in trouble. No way, he got what he deserved and I couldn't care less. What got me groaning was the fact that I had to actually see Law. I actually hadn't really spoken to him since the party and even before that it was the inn. I could feel my face heat up as I took to the stairs slowly. I tried so desperately to erase the whole thing from memory, but I couldn't. It was invading my dreams at night, making me wake up in a cold sweat. I wouldn't be able to sleep for hours after that. I berated myself each night for even letting it get that far, it was such a bad idea. Probably the worst I've had in a while, and I've had some bad ideas. The thing was, I didn't regret it, and it sucked. Frowning I made my way up to the door and knocked. Opening it when I heard a gruff come in.

"Ah Ana, we have some things to discuss." I fought the urge to roll my eyes at him. Nodding to him, he motioned to the slab. I frowned heavily at it but none the less sat on it.

"So, what's up doc?" I tried to be at ease with him, being on high alert wouldn't do me any good. Swinging my legs back and forth, I tried to relieve my boredom of this room.

"It would seem that you gave Marcus-ya a pretty serious black eye." He was at his desk writing something down in a folder. After finishing it, he put it in the cabinet and rolled over to me. Leaning back on the chair he seemed to be gauging my reaction.

"Yup, the idiot got it for being stupid. Honestly, Shachi was on his way next." I shrugged and looked off at the operation room again. I wondered how often it was used? Had anyone on this ship needed to be operated on? Knowing my captain, he probably dissected live people on it. The thought alone made a shiver go down my spine. I wouldn't be surprised actually if he did, he's sick like that. So good looking but oh so damaged. Hey, I think Ace said that to me once...nope it was Marco. Maybe Alec? Definitely Marco or Alec one of the two fuckers.

"Ana." A hand snapped over my eyes, bringing me back to the present. Blinking I let out a sound of acknowledgment as I slowly brought my eyes back to his form. He had a frown on his face and an irritated look. I pursed my lips together as I waited for his answer, but he just sighed.

"How have you been sleeping?" The question was so off topic that I simply raised and eyebrow at him.

"You're spacing out and the crew is getting worried about it. How much sleep have you been getting since we left Octnma?" I looked to the ceiling as I thought about it. The boys didn't really let me sleep until like 12, and I'd wake up in a cold sweat around 4. Maybe another hour after my shower at 5, and be up and doing chores at what 7? So that was like five or six maybe give or take on the day.

"Er, five or six I think." The frown seemed to deepen as he took in my face. I knew it didn't look pretty, but he didn't have to keep looking at it.

"Why are you getting so little of sleep?" His voice was soft and I felt nauseous at it. Like I was going to tell him. That would be suicidal in my book I can tell you that. Telling my captain that I thought some pretty dirty things with him as the star wasn't going to be happening anytime soon.

"It doesn't matter. I get enough to function right?" My answer was border lining a yawn, and a groan. My body was actually tired at the mention of sleep.

"You need to be getting at least eight full hours Ana." Ooh, he dropped the -ya again. This is mister serious.

"Well Trafalgar, you don't seem to be getting any more than I am." The dark bags under his eyes gave everything away. I ignored the slightly worry clawing at the back of my mind. Things had to be like this, as much as I craved being in his arms at night, I couldn't. It was overwhelming me now, especially since the inn.

"Yes, well my bed has been lacking a certain warmth to it for the past couple days." I cringed at his words and looked away. I had all but avoided any and all contact with him. Thankfully my clothes had been in my room before I set out for a way off this sub. Spending time in my room trying to sleep, chores on the ship. Hell, I hadn't even been playing cards with the guys lately because I simply didn't want to run into him.

"My room seems to be too quiet at night." It was true, without the soft reverberating of someone's breathing it left me in silence. The silence always screamed the truth in all the worst ways. Beside my dreams of the man in front of me, my past was also coming up. Destruction, pain, sorrow. They were channeled into my dreams. Sometimes they were memories, and other times it was things that almost happened. They haunted me at night when I tried to sleep, and now I was finding they wouldn't go away. I hadn't actually had a peaceful night of sleep since we were on Octmna.

"Ana-ya you will start sleeping again. I can't have a zombie roaming around my ship." I couldn't help but roll my eyes at this one. Here we go back to the -ya, he was trying to mean business now.

"Rich coming from the original one." The scowl on his face actually made me want to laugh.

"That is an order." My eyes snapped to his, and a serious look came on my face.

"I don't take orders well." The room had an eerie silence to it. Neither of us looked away from each other, nor did we break the silence. I refused to break it first either, I didn't take orders well and I don't know why he didn't see that yet. When had I actually complied with an order without sass or just not listening? Never, my point exactly. I didn't do it in the past and I won't do it now.

"Ana, this is not up for discussion." He gave me an almost venomous tone.

"Trafalgar, I will sleep as much as my mind lets me. No more, no less." My own icy words cut through the air.

"Anastasia, I do not tolerate insubordination." It didn't look like either of us was backing down.

"It's not insubordination yet. Unless you plan on drugging me, I won't get any more sleep than I do right now." The bastard stood up and came closer to me. I took the chance to scoot back farther on the slab of metal. I wasn't going to let him near me, end of the story. Bad things happened when he was, and I'm not to fall for them again. I would rather stab myself at this point.

"Don't tempt me." The threat in his voice was very real. He would do it, and he wouldn't regret it that bastard. I can't stand him. What ever pleasantries we had before were long gone now. As I opened my mouth to challenge him there was a knock on the door. It was like deva ju as it opened and an innocent Matt opened the door, just peeping his head in.

"Captain, we'll be reaching the next island in just over 36 hours." Waving to me with a smile, I returned the gesture and the medical assistant left when ordered to.

Glaring right back at Law, he never took his eyes off of me. It unnerved me when he did that. So much so, I wanted to continuously hit him over the head with something when he did it. But I couldn't because this was his ship, and I was his crew member. The thought made my gears grind. Even when being on Ace's ship or Pops' I never once felt like a prisoner, or so inferior. In fact, it was the opposite, being the favorite daughter and the sister I had almost free range like any other member. Sure Law didn't put restraints on me, no pun intended, but I had the feeling it was cause he knew everything that went on in this ship.

"What are the nightmares about?" His question came out softer than his previous tone. Although my gaze on him did not waiver.

"I don't have any." The lie glided off my tongue like any other answer I would give.

"I can hear you screaming."

Fuck. I didn't think that I was screaming. I hadn't done it since I was younger, and even then they weren't loud enough for someone across the hall to hear. But then again I was always sleeping with Ace, and he'd calm me down before things escalated. Especially when my abilities started to tie into it, making them dangerous. I had gotten over that while with Alec though a couple years ago. Those had been some nights, burning the midnight oil with a man I had barely known. I put my trust in my idiot brother and Marco for Alec to keep me safe, well look at me now. The damn bastard landed me here.

"They're nothing, just silly dreams." I didn't want to be in this conversation any more, it was going to get personal and I didn't want it to.

"Anastasia I won't accept lies." He took a step closer to me, and I shuffled back more. Almost falling off the slab, I climbed down it. Using it to put space between us. This situation was getting more and more like the inn and I was not liking it.

"I think I should take my leave, and get back to my chores." Carefully side-stepping him I had made it to the door. Before I could open it a hand slammed down by my head, shaking the door with the force. I could feel his body head so close to mine, and in this cold room it was welcomed. No, stop thinking like that, distance remember? I didn't move, or make a sound. I breathed silently like I was taught to by Alec for hunting purposes. It was instinctual at this point when I was in a bad corner, so I did it now as my captain put me in one figuratively.

"You will get sleep before you do the damn chores you deem so important. If not, I will drug you and make you sleep in my room until I am satisfied with your sleeping habits. Understood Anastasia?"

I hated the way he said my name like it was rolling off his tongue in a sensual way. But I nodded to him none the less, and he let the door go. Whipping the door open I ran from the room down the hall and into my own room. Almost running into the door I slammed it behind me. Bracing my back against the door as my heart pounded. Throwing myself on the bed I tried to get the sleep my body was wishing for, even if I knew it was pointless.

xoxoxo

Sighing heavily I sat down at the desk, after some time of the sleepless rest that I had spent on my bed. Tapping my fingers on the deep colored wood, I tried to think of something to do but not actually leaving my room. There was an empty journal on it. Bepo I guess had seen it on the last island and had gotten it for me. Something about a log or something about my travels. Why would I need this? Who would read it after I passed? Who the hell would even want to read about my experiences?

"Ana-onee make sure you take good notes out there! I wanna be able to catch up to you one day, so I'll be taking my own. Then we can sit down and compare then! I bet my adventures will be so much cooler than yours! Just watch, I'll have the most exciting one out there yet!"

Bright hazel eyes came to mind. They used to look at me like I was a star in the night time sky. Wide wondrous looks as they tried to figure out just what they truly were. Our mother would laugh, and we'd laugh with her in the end. Running my hand over the leather cover I thought about it some more. Grabbing a pen from the top drawer I opened it to the first page. While my print wasn't that good, my cursive was pretty on point. On the very first page I wrote down some words:

Dearest Matthew,

My adventures from me to you.

-Anastasia.

Once satisfied with the words I turned to the next clean page, and started to write. The tales began when I first recovered from the loss of my mother and Matty. The time with Ace and the hilarious crew that he had. From Celia's cooking, James horrible jokes, Ace's narcolepsy, to Seymour's ways of getting us lost. I told about the storm that had hit us in the Grand Line and of how we had thought Ace was lost in the sea forever. Only to pop up on a ship just after the raging seas calmed. My fighting with him and Pops as I tried to convince Ace to come back to us. Only to get whacked on the head by Marco, making my relationship with the logia user known.

I didn't know how long I had sat there and wrote, but each time I started a new story. It was like taking a breath of fresh air. My back started to hurt from hunching over the desk, but I couldn't care. I didn't spare any detail I could recall, throwing in specific shades of colors to textures and smells even. I couldn't, I felt so compelled to write it all down. Some things were hazy once it got to the island and I had started drinking. My whole first time being drunk fiasco was written down to be laughed at one day. My first time hunting in the forests in the center of the island too. I even wrote down how I didn't know the name of my home for the past four years.

I wrote of Mama. I put it down on pages of how we used to act as children. When Declan was home so he would put up with us. How we used to annoy him while he tried training, and would chase us off of with a sword. How all of us would play certain games in certain ways because we didn't like the main stream ways. Mama's fresh bakes goods, and stealing apples off the orchards when she wasn't looking. My first time sneaking out the house and that I'd tripped over a rock and cried all the way home. It was also the first time had ever seen Mama so mad at me, the color red she gave was hysterical now. Her hair in a bun right on top of her head, hands on her hips. Leaning over while giving me the look of pure death while I begged for my life. Lavender hair just like mine and pale eyes to match, she couldn't stay mad at her mini me for long.

Leaning back from the book, I finally looked at it. I had all but filled the book. There was maybe a fourth of the journal left, and I clearly marked where Alec had fucked up and thrown me off the cliff. I smiled at the recent memory, it was only...about a month ago? Damn, where had the time gone? Matty would have loved seeing that, and it brought a smile to my face. That kid loved anything dangerous and it made me wanna strangle him sometimes. Hell, what could I say now? I hunted game larger than me for fun, when I was bored in town. He'd join me if he were here, and my smile dipped a bit. Closing the book, I walked around the room for my pajamas. Settling in on a black bra with a little bit of lace on it and all lace cheekies. I also grabbed some soft shorts, and a sweatshirt. I stilled when I grabbed it. It was Law's.

Looking at the yellow jolly roger for a couple moments I debated whether or not I should put it on. Shrugging it on I made my way out of my room. There wasn't a soul in the hallway, weird seeing as this was the sleeping quarters. Making my way down to the galley I saw that no one was inside of it. Turning to the clock on the wall I read 2:13 am. Sighing I laced my fingers behind my head as I made my way down to my little slice of heaven. My feet didn't make a sound as I passed by some storage rooms, and the laundry room. I knew my way around the sub for the most part now. Though I didn't know where the navigation room was, and what was in the operation room.

Opening the door quietly I gently closed it behind me as I walked into the dark room. Turning around I was shocked to see I wasn't alone. Sitting on the couch in front of me was someone I didn't want to see. But it didn't really look like he knew I was there, or he was ignoring me. Probably the latter seeing as how Law would never let anyone spook him. Making my way over to the couch on his left side I contemplated sitting down next to him. He was looking outside the sub at the colorful fish on the sea floor. We were still in shallow waters, and it was the best for spotting different types of fish.

Not taking my eyes off of the marine life, I settled myself down like before. Head on top of my arms, and legs tucked under me. The couch was spacious enough so that I was nowhere near touch the other individual in the room. Silence enveloped us as we watch the scenery pass us by. I took in some of the fish I knew from my travels and noted others that were fascinating to me. Hearing moment from next to me I looked out the corner of my eye to see him pointing to the bottom right corner. Turning my eyes to it I felt the smile on my face. The blue and orange fish had yellow spots on it. There was a school of them, not quite solitary fish even if they grew to a good size. They lazily swam by, not looking at either of us or the sub.

"Mellow Pox.*" I said after sometime of watching them, and I could hear the ruffling of clothing as he turned towards me. Not saying anything, but letting me bask in the silence as I didn't want him to break it.

"That's what the fish is called. Matty used to love searching for them."

I could imagine us down by the shore, me on the sand him in the water. My mother and the mayor not too far behind us talking about who knows what. I had buckets and pots of all sizes filled with different types of fish. Matty would catch them and I'd sort them by color and size, never letting the tiny ones get eaten. I had gotten stung a couple times, and cut by fins, but it didn't matter to me. I smiled bigger as I remembered how excited he'd get about new fish. The wide eyes taking in everything as though he had never seen them before when he had. It always seemed to take my breath away no matter what.

"They aren't abundant around the Nueva Isla, but we sure tried to find them the best we could. We think that they spawn there, seeing as how we would have surely seen them this size. Only small ones though, in our waters, Matty would hold them high in the air and fly them around. Almost killing the poor things on more than one occasion." The soft laughter that came from me was like a distant sound. As the silence came back I felt my eye lids start to grow more tired.

"My younger sister used to love learning about plants, and their different uses."

I snapped my head to look over at him, fully awake now. I almost opened my mouth to ask more of this new discovery to me, but I repressed it once I took him in more. His body was facing towards me, but his face was still looking out the window. Studying the life outside of it with half lidded eyes. He was tired himself, but wasn't asleep. I don't remember the bags looking this bad before Octmna. Sleep seemed to come to him easier before then, just like me so I wondered-

"I suppose I grew accustomed to sharing my bed with you."

Maybe I wasn't the only one suffering from that time till the present. I assumed it was because he started do to captain things and not follow me around. But I never knew how Law functioned before I was here, perhaps he didn't get as much asleep as me. I would have never known from the way he slept with me before. He was leaning his chin on a closed hand that was up right from the couch. One leg propped up and the other hanging off the couch with his other hand resting on it. I was tired, he was tired. Maybe I was being stupid. Who cares, we both need sleep.

Crawling over the couch to him, he had barley moved his head towards me when I was in his lap. Curling my legs up as I sat in between his legs I didn't care that my shorts were riding up. I buried my face deep into the junction between his neck and shoulder. Taking in the smell of steel and mint, from his body wash. Fisting his undershirt, I pulled his warmer body closer to mine. He responded by leaning backwards, and wrapping his arms around me. Tightening them once he felt me pull him in, I didn't hesitate to snuggle more into him as I started to succumb to the land of dreams. So what if we had almost gotten way to involved with each other. Or that we pissed each other off purposely. It would be stupid to let something like that get in the way of sleep. I'll find a way of sleeping without someone near me, and he'll get used to not having me in his bed. So unless things change, this was a one time deal. Right?

xoxoxo

Striking gold eyes took in the sea waves as they crashed against the island before them. It wasn't their haunting beauty that captured his attention this night. No, it was the blade sticking out of the massive boulder that was protruding from the sea that did. The pastel and black color of the handle reminded him of someone he once knew. A long forgotten soul that had escaped from that place while others didn't. No, she wasn't the only survivor, but she was the only one he cared to track down.

"Commodore, we have a small boat going out to inspect the item." His subordinate's words caught his ears and he simply nodded to him.

Turning on his heel, his boots clicked across the deck as he ventured into his room. His desk in the far right-hand corner was cluttered with different posters and two stood out to him. The first being Portgas D. Ace, his weird smile and flames took up most of the photo along with his signature hat. The other was of a face he had been surprised to see all those years ago, but the bounty was well placed on her. She had torn apart Marine Bases, killed his brothers and sisters for the sake of revenge.

Man-Eater Anastasia was only twelve in this picture of her. He couldn't only imagine what she looked like at this age now. Their mother was a beautiful woman and he knew that Ana took right after her in the looks department. Now, though, he had acquired the information to prove that she was indeed his younger sister. The rampages were well documented of how she was with the Spade Pirate captain who turned into White Beard's Second Division Commander. The soft coloring on her was like looking into the past of Versailles D. Layla, their mother. The Banshee Layla.

In the picture, she was slightly older than when he last saw her. That was fine, though, he would be seeing her soon enough. He knew who she was traveling with, and where they would be most likely stopping soon. If not, he could always catch them in Sabody, everyone had to stop there before going into the New World. She would get them their faster, seeing as how she knew abut the coating that one needed to cross into Fisherman Island. After that it would be slightly harder to capture her, but the game would be all that more thrilling for him. The weapon she had dearly loved was thrown away, placed where no pirate or Marine would be stupid enough to try and get it. He, however, would be getting it. Hearing the tales of his sister he knew, she had gotten that from their mother who also could wield a sword worthy enough to be the world strongest swordsman.

The knock at his door brought his attention back to it. Opening the door he saw a unranked marine holding out the weapon to him. Nodding to the youngster he closed the door and took the black blade out of its' sheath. Not one spec of dried blood on it, probably from the rain over the years but it also wasn't rusted. It was a pleasant surprise for it being in the rain and salty air for however long. No cracks from the intense heat of the day to the freezing nights. Of course it was sharpened to such a deadly point on one side, their father wouldn't accept anything less and he was in his foot steps after all. Flicking the light blade out in front of him, he smirked.

"You're days are numbered, little sister."


Mellow Pox*: That was the fish from before that Ana had explained to Law. The one that cause a fight between herself and Ace!

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