A/N: This fic is now caught up to where it is on A03. Again, I apologize that it took me so long to decide things because of the whole content issue I have with what is acceptable on ffn or not and then the whole waffling over the idea that a lot of stories I read/come across on this site are a lot more...detailed (?) and more explicit than my own fics.
At at this point, the fic is around half done or a little more than half done. If anyone cares to know, the psychological aspect will come into play by the end of this chapter and will likely remain the rest of the fic, as well as it being more fucked up.
So...remember the mentioned threesome?
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Kidd hated that he had to go in to do his bodyguard duty the next day, instead of trying to figure out where in the hell Law had gotten to. He had no idea whether the dark haired man was all right or not, and Kidd was wondering what the hell was wrong with him that he would even care what happened to Law. Apart from the fact that he really did need the other man's help in the form of paying for their shitty shared apartment.
The sex was a nice bonus, if only Kidd were actually there to enjoy it instead of being dead exhausted and barely able to get hard at all despite Law's very enthusiastic attempts to get him off and or to get him in the mood to fuck him into nirvana from all those gasps and 'yes's' Law had issued that one night a week or so ago.
Killer had tried to reassure Kidd earlier, when his friend had noticed Law missing, but the red head would not be placated until he saw Law with his own eyes, and hoped that the other man's disappearance was just the golden eyed man's way of trying to get Kidd's undivided attention after Kidd had been gone for such long periods of time.
With an unpleasant mood in tow, Kidd arrived at Doflamingo's Sabaody home, and it pissed the red head off to no end that the blond haired man's place was nicer than Kidd's and Law's place, as well as Killer and his friends' apartment. With a heavy, irritated sigh over the fact that he'd rather be spending his time searching for Law, Kidd entered the mansion like home and went up to the designated room goon one in the entry hall had told him to go to.
The top floor.
Doflamingo's more than likely penthouse.
Kidd's lip curled into a sneer as he rode the elevator to the top floor in high bad humor.
Did the boss want a little chat before he got about his duties for the day?
Kidd exited the elevator, walked down a long hall, and entered into a really overly lavish and garish room that nearly made the red head's eyes cross. Doflamingo was the worst offender in his room with that tacky outfit he wore with that obnoxiously pink feathery coat and his weird ass shades that hid his eyes. Since Kidd didn't know what the fuck he was supposed to do or why he was there, he merely waited just inside the door and stared at his employer. It pissed Kidd off further that the fucker lounged so causally on a couch, but Kidd just barely managed to hold his tongue because dammit, he needed the money from being a bouncer and this bodyguard business, both of which were now owned and run by the man before him.
Doflamingo seemed to notice Kidd's agitation and greeted the red head with a rather customary grin. "You at least arrive more promptly than most people."
"On the clock, ain't I?" Kidd went for a slouched, at east position, and then frowned at Doflamingo as thought occurred to him, "Shit, there aren't going to be any fucking raids today, are there?" Sabody's criminals loved their fucking raids. It was like air to them as they went about their business and mowed down anything that got in their way. Kidd did not want to go toe to toe with morons that day. He was too busy wondering where in the fuck Law had waltzed off to and trying to reason with himself over why the fuck he cared in the first place.
Doflamingo was too busy cracking up over Kidd's statement to notice the red head's rising agitation. "You're a rather amusing individual." Doflamingo quieted for a moment to, presumably, look Kidd over while wearing an eerie grin now. "As to why I had you come here now…I hope you won't be weirded out by a rather odd proposition." Doflamingo chuckled at the face Kidd made at that.
"Fufufu. Don't worry, it has nothing to do with those idiots that make your life difficult in the streets. This is a more personal matter. It has to do with one of the members of my family." Doflamingo seemed to search for how he wanted to explain things, before he appeared to give up and just let it out. "He has a rather unique problem, and I believe that you may be able to help him in some way." Doflamingo shook his head. "I found him on the street last night, disoriented. I had difficulty getting him to come here with me when he was convinced that he was going to be dragged off to be dissected or something along those lines."
"Wouldn't be surprised if someone tried that to anyone on the streets at night." Kidd snorted, not all that surprised over the idea. The red head was little unnerved as well as annoyed by Doflamingo chuckling at that, but Kidd let it slide this once, because it was more Doflamingo laughing at someone dragging someone off for nefarious purposes than at Kidd himself for stating it.
"So, who is this person?" Kidd wasn't feeling all that generous to help just anyone out of the goodness of his heart because fuck that. Depending on who it was, Kidd may decline, because he already had his hands full with his duel jobs, as well as Law, who more than nicely filled the time he didn't work. And while sex happened a shit ton of the time, other times he might actually get Law to behave and go out to get groceries with him. Or some other chore that didn't involve his dick up Law's ass. Not that Kidd minded having his dick there.
"I think having the two of you meet would be easier than trying to explain things." Doflamingo turned his head and raised his voice. "Let him in."
Kidd cast a bored look in the direction of the door that opened to Doflamingo's right, before every single thought came screeching to a halt at the sight of Law walking into the room looking utterly exhausted as well as completely demoralized. That is, he had that look for exactly 2.5 seconds, because as soon as the golden eyed man caught sight of Kidd, Law instantly became alert.
And quite horny, from his next actions.
"What the fuck?" Kidd managed to breathe out in confusion, because really, he hadn't expected that at all. What was going on? What was Law doing here of all places? The red haired man thought that Law was trying to avoid Doflamingo, from his actions at the club. Kidd didn't have time to say anything more because Law had already rapidly crossed he room and had all but crawled into the red head's arms to cling to Kidd in desperation.
"Make them stop." Law mumbled into Kidd's chest. "Make the voices go away."
The red head might have laughed at the absurdity of finding Law in such a way, but shit, Doflamingo was still in the room and Kidd wasn't sure what the man was going to do to him if he figured out that Kidd had known about Law for months and hadn't told him. Though Law's actions of trying to phase through Kidd's clothes to bare skin made it very obvious that Law was very familiar with the red head, and vice versa.
The dark haired man seemed to have forgotten that Doflamingo was in the room as Law was very much insistent with his hands and the way he tugged at the red head's clothes that he needed Kidd to remove his clothes right that instant and fuck him. "Need you to make the voices go away." Law tugged again. "Hurry."
Doflamingo stared for a brief moment before his lips twisted into a wide grin and the man started to laugh loud and long at the sight. The blond laughed even harder when Law suddenly stuck a hand down the front of Kidd's pants and groaned something as Law ground against the red head shamelessly.
Kidd, upon hearing Doflamingo's laughter, held Law against him with an arm behind the dark haired man's back. Doflamingo had stopped laughing as suddenly as he'd started and was smiling eerily again. Kidd held Law more snugly and fuck, he didn't want to say anything right now; he wanted to pull Law's pants down and fuck the golden eyed man.
"So you know each other then."
It was a statement, not a question.
Fuck.
"He was acting like he didn't want you to find him." Kidd said promptly, as the red head felt compelled to explain himself so that he could get around to fucking Law in private. Law squeezing the red head's shaft through his boxers emphasized the need to move the conversation along. "So I didn't say anything."
"Is that so?" Doflamingo asked with a leer as he approached them.
Kidd held Law to him, not sure what to expect, and was startled by what happened, distracted even from that questing hand in his pants.
Doflamingo had reached over to ruffle Law's hair.
"I suppose I could see how you would come to that conclusion." Doflamingo turned his attention from Law to Kidd. "You did a good job of keeping quiet, bit perhaps you would rather stay here and not be in an unprotected apartment?"
"My stuff is there." And Law's, or what little the other man had brought into the apartment.
"Someone would go and get it."
"Why?" Kidd frowned at Doflamingo, wondering what the catch was. It all seemed to convenient and was therefore suspicious.
Doflamingo indicted Law, who still clung to Kidd. "For years I've been trying to figure out whether or not Law was imagining those voices he talked about. That was the main reason he came to Sabaody. There were rumors that there was something there that could stop him from hearing those voices." Doflamingo ginned at the way Law was slowly grinding against Kidd despite being held so tightly. "So...how long have the two of you been fucking?"
Kidd turned red at that, got annoyed that it seemed to amuse Doflamingo, and scowled. "Fuck off. That ain't none of your business."
Doflamingo laughed again as if the red head before him was quiet entertaining, before the blond indicated the couch he had vacated. "You may as well fuck Law now, since he seems so keen on it. Might as well get him to stop hearing those voices if you can manage it."
That sounded great to Kidd, mainly because he wanted law's hand back on his dick as the other man had just removed it to cling to Kidd again. The red head carried Law over to the couch, and Kidd set him down briefly on the floor so that he could sit on the couch and get comfortable. It seemed like Kidd had just leaned against the couch and got comfy before Law was right back on him and latching his arms around the back of the neck so the golden eyed man could lock lips with him.
Hell yeah.
Fuck, that was hot, what with the way Law just nibbled at his lips and then licked his way inside, making all those greedy little sounds into the kiss and pressing against Kidd in such a deliciously way. Kidd, despite being distracted by that wonderfully open-mouthed kiss, saw that Doflamingo was still in the room.
Why the fuck hadn't he left yet?
"I want to see if you actually have an effect or if you just wear Law out so much that he can't focus on the voices." Doflamingo provided when he caught the look Kidd was giving him.
The red haired man was not so sure that he could have sex with an audience, and especially not someone who was his boss.
Law seemed to sense this, because he broke off the kiss and twisted on Kidd's lap in order to zero in on Doflamingo. The golden eyed man spoke dryly and with a hint of mischief, "Either get the hell out or participate." Law didn't seem to notice or care that Kidd had writhed because the golden eyed man's hand was pressing into Kid's crotch slowly to get a feel of the red head's cock again.
"What?" Kidd asked, shocked, as soon as Law's words had sunk in, but Doflamingo merely laughed and approached the couch. Oh, hell no Kidd was not having a threesome with a man he wasn't sure might just stab him in the back given the chance.
"You didn't tell him?" Doflamingo asked with obvious glee.
"No." Law said archly. "There was no need to." The dark haired man leaned in close to nibble along Kidd's neck. "Besides, he makes the voices go away and you don't."
"But I did tire you out, didn't I? Enough that you had no energy to hear those voices." Doflamingo asked as he stepped closer.
"Wasn't enough." Law said as he pressed his lips to Kidd's collarbone. "And it didn't last as long as time went by."
"Then let's see why your red head is better." Doflamingo said as he reached out to urge Law back with a hand in his hair. Law went willingly enough, and even turned his head to the side to allow the blond easier access to kiss him.
Kidd should not have found the sight so sexy with the way Law let out a low moan into the kiss, and fuck, Law had reached down with a hand down his pants again to palm him more firmly with the fabric of the boxers still in the way. And soon enough, Kidd suddenly found himself sans his pants or his boxers, and the red head wasn't quite sure how it had happened. But by then Law had broken free of Doflamingo's kiss, and had shimmied down Kidd's lap to the floor and then there was a hot mouth around the tip of the red head's cock.
Shit.
Law went straight into that blowjob like he knew that he would do it to him the moment he saw Kidd in that room. The further Law took his dick down his throat, the more Kidd writhed at the sensation of Law sucking at him, until the was the red head was completely taken aback by Doflamingo suddenly leaning over, seizing his hair, and dragging Kidd himself into a kiss.
What in the fuck?
Kidd's eyes were squeezed shut, mainly because Law was vocally humming his appreciation of the red head's cock down his throat, and wow, from the way Doflamingo was giving him a thorough kiss, Kidd felt that he had just figured out where Law had learned to be such a great kisser.
Law was driving Kidd to a hard release in the meantime with that sinful tongue, but pulled off just short of giving the red head any relief.
Kidd was only vaguely aware of Law rifling through his jacket pocket for something because Doflamingo was still kissing Kidd and not allowing him to breathe easily. Doflamingo laughed into the kiss he was giving the red head, and Kidd could only figure that it was because Law had found whatever it was that he was looking for. From the sound of Law's breath hitching and the way the dark haired man let out sudden little breathy sounds and moans, that Law had found the lube Kidd carried with him.
Fuck.
Fucking hell, Kidd felt really, really dirty and he hadn't even gotten around to fucking Law yet. And the sound of Law fingering himself with helpless sounds escaping him like he couldn't handle not having something more filling up his ass was driving Kidd mad. And then Kidd, in the midst of being given an unexpectedly spectacular kiss, felt Law seize his nearest hand, and at the feel of slick wetness, Law urged Kidd's hand to skin. The red head couldn't help but smile.
It seemed that Law wanted someone else's fingers other than his own.
Kidd went with two fingers based off of what it sounded like Law had already used, and sure enough, Law pressed down against his fingers with a moan, and when Kidd added a third finger and began to pump them in and out of Law's body, the dark haired man started to make those obscene sounds that he made whenever he was so turned on that Law couldn't think about anything other than getting Kidd's dick up his ass and being pounded into a hard release. Kidd gasped for breath as Doflamingo finally freed him from that kiss, and Kidd slumped with his back against the couch as he struggled to regain his breath while at the same time keep his fingers fucking that tight ass of Law's.
Law didn't seem to mind; he only seemed impatient to be fucked properly. Kidd found this out when he removed his fingers for more lube, and one of Law's slimmer hands was wrapped around his cock and coating it with an excessive amount of lube.
"Eager, aren't you?" Kid wheezed out with a little laugh.
Law kissed Kidd briefly before he turned around on Kidd's lap and slowly lowered himself onto the red haired man's dick.
Kidd grasped Law's waist lightly to help guide him down until the golden eyed man was all the way on Kidd's lap and letting out breathy little moans over the sensation of being full of cock.
Fuck, Kidd loved the sounds Law made.
Law slumped briefly back against Kid's chest, and with the way Law was heaving with effort, Kidd could feel the other man's heart beating rapidly. Law seemed to recover then, as he suddenly sat up and braced himself on Kidd's thighs, his breath hitching. "Move. Move. Eustass-ya, move. Fuck me hard."
Kidd moved at that and for the most part just allowed Law to rise and fall on his lap and try his best to impale himself with each roll of his hips, letting loose loud groans and low moans and damn near singing praises of how good it felt to have Kidd's dick and how much he loved to ride that big cock. Kidd inwardly preened at the praise, and then went harder at fucking Law because he realized that the reason the dark haired man was writhing so much more was because Doflamingo had gotten on the floor and was giving Law a blowjob. That kind of defeated the purpose of Kidd being the one to tire Law out or make him forget the voices or whatever. But shit, it made Law more vocal and Kidd wasn't about to stop Law from praising his package.
Nope, Law could do that as long and as often as he'd like to.
This whole thing just seemed to be so very wrong but fuck, Law riding and squirming on his lap like he couldn't get enough of being fucked by Kidd and sucked off by Doflamingo was hella hot. Kidd wrapped his arms around beneath Law's legs and thrust up sharply a few times.
Law couldn't help but cry out sharply at that and it was clear in his voice that he loved what was going on and didn't want it to end. Law's arms didn't seem to know where to rest with Kidd holding his legs up, so the hands tangled into Doflamingo's hair and squeezed tightly and jerked as the blond sucked him harder.
Kidd figured that Doflamingo did something devious because Law finally came with a startled sound, like he hadn't expected it, and the clamp down on Kidd's dick caused the red head to go soon after. Kidd's mind went offline for a brief minute, and he barely had enough left in him to pull out of Law, who merely curled up against him on his lap and didn't seem to care about all of the mess that was there.
Doflamingo, for his part, grinned eerily at the pair as he hitched his pants back up.
Funny, Kid didn't notice Doflamingo had gotten off to that.
Huh.
"Law, do you hear any of those voices?" Doflamingo asked after a moment.
"They're quieter." Law stated, his head resting against Kidd's shoulder. "I…almost can't hear them." Law leaned into Kidd's hand as the red head ran it through his hair.
"I wonder why he affects you more." Doflamingo mused.
"I don't know." Law sagged against Kidd with a sigh of what sounded like relief. "But I know that when he's around, I don't hear the voices as much. Or…they're quieter. Less noticeable."
"Your former boss said you were good at reading the mood of those around you, and spotting trouble in the club before it can begin." Doflamingo said to Kidd. "I wonder if there is something more to it than just intuition." At the blank looks he received from both Law and Kidd, Doflamingo chuckled, "Fufufu. Have either of you heard of the rumors about people disappearing in the center of Sabaody?" Seeing one head shake and one nod, Doflamingo elaborated. "There are rumors that people with 'powers' are being kidnapped because they could be useful tools." Doflamingo turned his head as if to look at Law. "I have been wondering if perhaps, more than I have before, if you have some of those powers. Kidd as well."
"Like magic?" Kidd scoffed.
"No, more something to do with the mind." Doflamingo replied. "Like in stories. My brother agreed with me a week ago, when I asked him about it. We think that Law might have telepathy, and that the voices he is hearing are actually the people around him in the city, and as he is not able to block them out very well, perhaps that is why it cripples him at times. When the voices become too overwhelming."
"And Eustass?" Law prompted.
"That I wasn't so sure about, but Roci thought perhaps a cross between an empath and something else. An empath for sensing the feelings of those around you, and then something else that allows Kidd to subconsciously help you block those voices." Doflamingo looked Law over and added, with a grin. "It would certainly explain how you are more relaxed around Kidd, and sex, apparently, is something that can become a focus for the dimming or blocking of the voices, but really, he should be able to help you steady things out in that head of yours without having to put his dick in you, as amusing as it is."
Kidd thought that this all sounded like a load of bullshit but didn't say anything because he was unarmed, and besides, he still had a half-naked Law on his lap.
"I need to look into some things, but for now, I would like for the two of you to stay here. I don't want someone to kidnap you to dissect you in some remote place if you really do have some kind of power."
Kidd ran a hand along Law's back and thought that things were very fucked up, and wondered what Killer would think about all of this. Kidd didn't get a chance to ask, because, some days later, shit went down and Kidd didn't know what to do about it other than to wonder, more seriously, if Doflamingo was right in his assumption that they had some kind of mental powers. It explained where Kidd woke up after falling asleep after having the one thing happen that Doflamingo had warned against.
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Being kidnapped was a humiliating experience for Kidd, because he had always been so careful to not let anyone have a go at him, and especially not after he'd started to live in Sabaody. But the red head knew that was what had to have happened because when Kidd woke up, he was not where he had fallen asleep.
Well, shit, that wasn't good, and neither was the fact that he had woken up on a fucking operating table. The red head also happened to be in a hell of a lot of pain for some reason or another. And then, as if in a drug induced haze, which he probably was, Kidd saw that most of his left arm was missing, and the stump that was left was still sluggishly bleeding.
What.
The.
Fuck.
But due to whatever the fuck was in his system and making his movements and thoughts lazy and slow to come by, Kidd didn't panic as he should have. Instead, he was almost detached as he wrenched needs and IVs that were in. Kidd fumbled with his right hand and his teeth to tie off a scrap of cloth nearby around the stump in an effort to get the bleeding to stop, but he didn't know what to do about it. So Kidd ignored it, probably in shock from the numbness he felt, and tried to figure out what the hell had happened.
Where was he? How did someone manage to kidnap him? Had they taken Law too?
Kidd's hand closed around a scalpel on a nearby table, suddenly on his feet and off the table, because he wanted some kind of weapon. The red head knew one thing for sure after living in Sabaody most of his life.
He wasn't going to die there.
Not even a loss of balance was going to prevent Kidd from getting out of wherever he was. It seemed to be a building of some kind, obviously, but it was, for some odd reason, deserted looking. No one had come to stop Kidd from leaving that room, nor did he encounter anyone in the hall he emerged in. Kidd didn't like the sight of deserted gurney in the hall, and wheelchairs, and even medical equipment in other rooms that looked new and in use but not actually being used by anyone at that precise moment.
What the hell?
Kidd, still disoriented by pain and the drugs in his system, focused on looking for Law, because if he had been kidnapped, the dark haired man would have been as well, as he had been with Kidd.
So where was Law?
Something unnerving began to happen as the red head searched, as Kidd soon realized that, as he walked unsteadily around, that he could hear whispering voices, but there was no one around to account for it. Kidd swore under his breath as the voices seemed to become a little louder now that the red head had latched onto them. Shit, was this the kind of thing that Law was hearing all the time? What the heck? No wonder Law was having a hard time. It was a wonder that Law hadn't gone mad if that were the case. Kidd could barely hear the voices, but he was already getting irked that they weren't stopping and he had no way to get them to stop if he couldn't pinpoint where they were coming from.
It didn't take Kidd too long to find Law, mainly because the dark haired man's voice was different than those whispering voices that the red head had suddenly started to hear. And when Kidd found Law, he was not happy in the least bit as he got to the other man's side.
Law was laid out on a bed, and he was issuing faintly distressed sounds like he was in pain.
Kidd couldn't tell why, since Law didn't seem to be injured, but Kidd did see what appeared to be a headband of some kind around Law's forehead, and it seemed to be the source of Law's torment. Kidd absently set the scalpel aside to reach out with his remaining hand to try and remove the headband, but found that he couldn't. The red haired man blinked at the sight of a tiny lock to one side of the band.
What the hell?
What was the damn headband doing to Law?
Law's eyes flickered open, presumably because Kidd had just scooped him up into his arm, and held the dark haired man against his chest securely as best as Kidd could one armed. Kidd wasn't sure if it was because he had touched the headband or was close to Law or something, but the voices appeared to be louder now; those whispers from before.
"Trafalgar?" Kidd asked of the golden eyed man he held.
Law was unresponsive and merely settled heavily against Kidd with a faint whimper akin to pain.
Kidd didn't like how out of it Law was, that he couldn't even focus on the red head to say anything, as the dark haired man appeared to be in too much pain from the headband around his forehead to respond.
And then, suddenly, Law lurched up and seized the front of Kid's tank top, his voice one of desperation. "Make it stop. Please make it stop."
What Kidd was supposed to stop, he wasn't sure, but knew it had to do with the headband. And maybe the voices that Kidd could now hear too. Kidd hugged Law closer to his chest. "We need to get out of here." Wherever here was. "I…can't protect you like this." Kidd admitted roughly, and it was only then that Law seemed to realize that Kidd was missing most of his left arm.
Law looked briefly angered over the sight, before he squeezed his eyes shut and mumbled into Kidd's shoulder. "The voices are too loud." Law passed out before Kidd could respond to that.
Kidd cursed. Shit, wasn't Law supposed to not hear those voices if he was near him? What was going on now? Why could he hear them now too? Kidd shifted his hold on Law and headed for the door, and went down the hall, on high alert for anyone that might come from around a corner or jump them from behind. He hoped no one would come across them, because they'd be siting ducks.
Kidd made his way through the eerily empty building, and found the lack of people disconcerting, as there were still those whispering voices. Kidd was struck then and there that most of the voices were coming from inside his head. That even though some voices sounded like they should come from people walking around an upcoming corner, Kidd didn't see anyone. But they were there all the same inside his mind. Kidd staggered and squeezed his eyes shut at a particularly loud crack, and when he ventured to peek out of his squinted eyes, he abruptly noticed that he was no longer carrying Law.
Kidd also had his left arm intact, as if he had never lost it in the first place. There was no pain either, but the red head appeared to be in the same building as before.
It just looked newer, and cleaner.
What the hell was going on?
A dream?
There were no voices either apart from actual people speaking. Kidd had seen them, and when they caught sight of the red head, they seemed taken aback and then petrified as they hastily made a retreat. Kidd snorted at the reaction and turned back the way he had come. Fuck it. He was going to go back to that room and see if Law was there. Because what the hell? Had he been hallucinating because of the drugs he'd been given, or had that been a dream? Maybe he was in another dream. Since he still felt like he had been kidnapped in some way. Kidd got to the room where he had found Law, but the golden eyed man was not there.
So where was he?
Kidd was alone, and he didn't like it, nor the fact that the voices had started to come back, quiet at first, but growing louder by the second. Again the red haired man wondered if this was what Law had been hearing, and found it disquieting that the voices were fading in and out and then returning stronger than before.
And then those damn words that had happened in Kidd's previous dreams started to sound.
Dangerous.
Help!
Where is he?
Someone do something!
Why isn't it working?
Kidd paused momentarily in his exploration of the rather pristine building, which was looking more and more like a hospital to Kidd. He'd stopped because he had passed a room that seemed eerily familiar, and stepped back to look at it. The bare room with a bed. And it looked…exactly like the one the red haired man dreamed about sometimes. Only he wasn't in the bed this time, and was in fact passing the room as others had before. Like Kidd had begun to notice most recently in those vague dreams. Kidd shook his head and resumed walking, even as the whispering voices in his head as well as audible voices further ahead grew more and became more disjointed that Kidd could barely make anything out apart from emotions.
Fear. Pity. Worry. Anger. Terror.
Kidd jerked back at someone stepping out of a room to his side, and lurched backward even more when the stranger jerked suddenly and fell down before him, bleeding. Kidd was not prone to panic but holy shit what the hell? Was someone trying to kill him? Had they missed and hit this guy on the ground instead? The red haired man kept going until he saw no more people, even though those fucking voices in his head and out wouldn't stop, until Kidd pulled up short at someone coming around a corner to stand at the end of the hall he was in. Kidd's shoulders sagged with relief.
It was Law.
Thank fuck.
Now he could get out of there, and apologize, kind of, over dismissing Law's insistence about the voices being too loud. Kidd strode purposefully toward Law, and if he hadn't been so focused on the golden eyed man, he would have realized that a tremor went through the other man's body and Law had stepped back abruptly into a wall as Kidd loomed over him.
Kidd was surprised Law hadn't just latched onto him to initiate a make out, because it was what the red head had come to expect around the other man. Right now, Law was not doing anything but staring at him in a rather wary way, which seemed out of place. Kidd wondered if Law had hit his head or something, and the red head lifted one hand to trail it through Law's hair absently. Kidd sure as hell didn't miss the faint flinch at his touch and the panicked look Law had on his face and in his eyes when Kidd touched him, but seemed to relax the faintest bit when something hadn't happened.
Whatever that was.
Kidd snorted something, wondering what the fuck was up with the other man.
"You hear the voices in this place too, Trafalgar?"
"…yes, I do."
It struck Kidd as strange that Law hesitated before speaking, before agreeing readily to something Kidd knew for a fact the golden eyed man had experienced.
"Do you think you can stop prowling the halls and terrifying everyone?" Law asked; his tone was oddly soothing as if he were hiding another emotion.
Kidd frowned at the golden eyed man in confusion, and before he could tell Law 'what the actual fuck is wrong with you' or something around those lines, the voices suddenly surged in volume to become a cacophony of confusing, jarring and painful sounds. It was so much worse than earlier, and it caused Kidd to pitch forward and seize Law by the shoulders tightly, and even though Kidd was distracted, he sure as hell did not miss the almost terrified whimper that issued out of Law along with the rigid way the man now held himself, as if expecting more pain. Kidd took a harsh breath and let it out, and made the attempt to ease up on the pressure he had on Law's shoulders, figuring that was what had caused the other man's reaction. Kidd wasn't going to hurt Law if he could help it, because it was the voices that were suddenly being a bitch, and not Law.
The red head managed to pry his hands off Law moments later and took a few deep breaths and let them out, and watched, confused, as Law sank down the wall into a seated position as the golden eyed man let out a shaky breath of his own. Kidd strove to ignore the whispering and focused on Law, meeting the other man's eyes, and Kidd suddenly disliked the way that Law was observing him like he was going to break him in two. Kidd wasn't sure why Law would think that. He wouldn't do that. Not to Law. Sure, Law was fucking weird with his talk about voices and all that, as well as the fact they were after him, but not enough to warrant Kidd physically harming the man. It wasn't Law's fault that he heard those voices and Kidd now regretted making light of it, considering how bad off he was right now.
"Fuck." Kidd muttered as he sunk to his knees, and, ignoring the obvious flinch, hugged Law to him and buried his face against the side of the other man's neck, drawing a gasp. Kidd nearly rolled his eyes at the reaction. Gee, it wasn't like they didn't fuck all the time and grope each other more than this. "How the hell do you get those damn voices to tone the fuck down?" Kidd muttered. "I don't know how you can handle it when it gets like this." Kidd moved to rest his head against Law's shoulder, and felt better when Law, after a brief hesitation, ran his hand through the red head's hair soothingly.
"You need to rest. You need to let me help you, and not go wandering off on your own like the last few times."
Kidd didn't say anything because the voices in his head had grown to such a volume that he was literally unable to do anything else. In fact, the red head had started to grow sleepy, and was glad of Law's hand in his hair, even if the murmurs of assurance that he'd be fine seemed out of place.
"I'll find a way to make the voices go away. Just be patient for a little while longer."
Kidd furrowed his brow at that, but began to fall into an exhausted sleep, as it was too much to remain awake. He had no idea what the hell Law was talking about, and hoped that this was all really just a strange dream. Whispering, slightly fragmented voices sent Kidd on his way in unconsciousness or whatever the hell he was experiencing.
I'm sorry…couldn't stop him in time.
Dangerous.
...bodies...need to...g t rid of…
No…
…can't…stop
Please…let me try and find another way. Stay away in…meantime.
Last chance…no more…too dangerous…
-x-
Kidd let out a harsh breath as he looked around wildly the moment his eyes opened. He was in an elevator, for some reason, but he had Law with him again and was holding him in one arm because…because Kidd was missing most of his left arm.
Good. Not really, but it meant that Kidd was awake again, despite the fact that the drugs and pain killer seemed to be wearing off, and Law was still being tormented by that headband from the faint whimpers rising out of the man now and again.
Kidd let out a nervous, shaky laugh as he maneuvered Law around slightly to punch a number on a button.
That had been the most fucking realistic dream Kidd had ever experienced since he'd come to Sabaody. The red head attributed it to the drugs he was on and how he'd likely just blacked out briefly from the pain.
Kidd stumbled blindly out of the elevator and through the still silent building's lobby before Kidd got out into the quiet, weirdly quiet, streets of Sabaody, and realized he was in the center of the city. Where it was mentioned before that people were brought from off the streets who had 'powers'. But Kidd was more concerned about the fucked up dream, or nightmare, he'd just had.
What the fuck had it all been about? And why the fuck had the Law in his dream been so terrified of him? Like he was expecting to be harmed? And those voices Kidd had heard before he'd passed out in the dream yet no longer heard now…
What did it all mean?
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A/N: I actually have at least two, if not three pages of explanation as to why everything happens in this fic (such as why Law is like he is in the fic), which I'll probably post as a separate chapter when I finish the fic itself. Still up in the air if the chapters from now on her on ffn are toned down or if no one gives a damn and I just post the same thing as Ao3.