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I actually wrote this chapter, and the next one, on my birthday! (It was on March 14th) I was feeling inspired, so I went with it and... Well, I got Chapter Twelve and Chapter Thirteen!
ENJOY!
Chapter Twelve
When I woke up, I nearly freaked out at my surroundings. The metal walls and medical equipment didn't look familiar right away, but once my mind processed what had happened to me, I sighed deeply.
I was on a submarine belonging to the Heart Pirates, under the leadership of their Captain Trafalgar Law. That man—Law—was also a complete dick. That was what I remembered perfectly.
I looked up at the ceiling a moment before sliding my eyes to the source of a strange noise that was resonating through the room. It was a little dark since the lights were all off except for a small lamp beside my bed.
Squinting through the darkness, I saw a figure sitting on a chair a few feet from where I was lying, right in the corner. The sound was snoring, so I knew that this person was asleep in the chair. I wanted to know who it was—was it Law? Was it Nate? Was it Penguin? So I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and placed my feet on the cold floor, immediately feeling a chill go through my body and cause my skin to break out in goose bumps.
I grabbed the blanket that had been covering me and wrapped it around my body, walking slowly over to the figure. Not wanting to wake the person, I continued to squint at them instead of turning on the light.
As I moved to stand directly in front of them, I saw that it was Nate, which I found really surprising. I mean, wasn't he kind of annoyed by me? Why would he sit in here, sleeping in that uncomfortable position for God knows how long? Was he ordered to do it? Did he—
I jumped as a door opened to my left, spilling light into the room at an eye-burning intensity. I jumped away from Nate, hurting the wound on my side a little bit. He started moving his face around until his eyes opened and he looked over at me, then at the door. I followed his gaze and saw who had opened the door and disrupted the peace.
Trafalgar Law stood in all his glory, leaning against the door frame with that smirk on his stupid face. I did notice that he didn't have that hat on, and his hair looked like a case of bed-head, meaning that he must have been asleep or at least laying down. Another sign of his lying down was that he traded out his jeans and hoodie for some flannel pants and T-shirt.
Looking down at myself, I saw that our outfits were nearly identical.
I was wearing his clothes.
"It's so good to see you awake, Miss Mara." I sneered at his honorific, knowing that he was saying it in a sarcastic, condescending way. "I see that Mister Nathaniel has done his job quite well."
I looked to Nate with a raised brow. He yawned and stood, stretching his body with a groan. "Captain told me to make sure that none of the guys snuck in here and tried anything." I nodded, really appreciating that he was protecting me from horny men. "He also wanted me to make sure that you didn't try to make a run for it."
"Of course..." I growled and clutched the blanket tighter around my body as another chill went through me. Looking back at Law, I gave him an 'are-you-stupid' look. "Why would I try to run? I'm on a submarine first of all, and I can't even swim."
"You can't swim?" Nate asked, seeming to be genuinely shocked by that information. I nodded, giving him a pointed look, and then he understood what was going on. "You...ate a Devil Fruit?"
I twirled my finger around in the air and did a little jig—well; as good as I could with a blanket wrapped around me. "Woo hoo—ding, ding, ding—we have a winner, people!" Nate growled and started to say something, but I turned to Law and frowned. "You came here for a reason, yeah?"
"I would like to do your examination now, Miss Mara." He started into the room, flipping on lights as he went. Nate and I weren't used to brightness, so we covered our eyes and hissed like we were vampires trying to get out of the sun. "You slept for about two hours. It is nearly ten-thirty, so I would like to hurry this along so I can go to sleep, Miss Mara."
His back was turned, so I took the opportunity to mock him really quick, getting a chuckle from Nate. "Yes, almighty Trafalgar Law. I will do whatever you need me to do, Mister Almighty." I said sarcastically, following the lean man to the metal table while waving my hands in front of me. "I just wanna let you know, though. I really hate when people touch my face."
"I am the doctor around here, so I will do whatever is necessary to get the examination done. Understood?" I wrinkled up my nose, sitting on the table and getting in a comfy sitting position. "Mister Nathaniel, you will stay since she is your patient as well."
Nate silently threw a fit behind his Captains back, flipping off everything in the room before he calmed down and cleared his throat. "Aye, aye Captain..." With another middle finger to a heart monitor, he walked over and stood beside Law.
I was honestly quite nervous about what was going to happen. I had heard that Law was an insane man who harvested organs and stuff like that. I was afraid that I was going to be his next victim, and Nate was there to help hold me down so he could cut me up and—
"Take your shirt off."
That statement sure as hell snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked up at Law, meeting his steely grey eyes with my own brown gaze, trying not to glare at the man. I mean, he was a doctor after all, so he was professional.
With a dramatic sigh, I dropped the blanket from around my shoulders so that it pooled at my waist and onto my lap. I started the process of taking my shirt off, but realized the small bloodstain on the right side, right where my wound was.
"It looks like you ripped some of it open..." Law noted, taking it upon himself to assist me in taking off the shirt. I was so happy that I had the bra on because I was so cold, and I knew that my nipples were hard from the arctic temperatures. It would be embarrassing for them to see that.
I didn't mid the hands that started to probe my side, but I did mind the pain that those hands brought. I hissed, showing how much it hurt, to which Law simply ignored me and continued to do what he was doing. Nate stood awkwardly beside the table, watching what Law was doing even though he looked like he wanted to be doing anything but that.
Smiling to myself, I decided to fuck with Nate a little bit.
"Nathaniel," I began, using his full name for the first time. His eyes snapped up to mine, showing how much he hated me calling him that. Law even stopped what he was doing and looked up from his kneeling position in front of me. "I would really appreciate it if you didn't stare at my chest."
His jaw dropped as far as physics would allow, and I tried to hide my smile by turning my head to the side. "I wasn't—I was look—you're lying!"
I was lying, but I wanted to be distracted from what Law was doing. "I am not lying." I lied again, jutting out my bottom lip in a pout. "You were staring at my breasts, and I know you were."
"Mister Nathaniel," Law interrupted Nate when he was about to speak. "If you would be so kind as to not stare at your patients breasts, I'm sure we would all appreciate that." Nate huffed, but gave an affirmative to his Captain's request. "Now, Miss Mara, I have a few questions I would like to ask."
With a shrug, I watched as he grabbed a needle and some things from a medical kit. It looked like he was about to stitch me back up. "Go ahead and ask. You're the doctor, so I can't really say no, remember?"
Law turned his head towards me and gave an even bigger smirk than before. "I'm glad that you know your place." I wanted to scoff and kill that bastard, but I bit my tongue and waited for him to continue. "First, I need you to know that I need to do some simple measurements for my file on you." I gave a nod in understanding. "I would also like to know about your scars."
That caught me off guard, and I gave him a shocked face. "My...scars...?" He nodded, not turning to face me as he continued to prep things on the small metal table. Nate had taken a seat in the chair right next to the table. He was so close now that I could kick my foot out just an inch and kick him in the head.
I would never do that though.
He would probably kill me.
"You have quite a few all over your, and I would like to know where you got them from. Most of them look fresh, and some of them look like they were deliberately designed to look the way they do." He explained as he approached me again, kneeling down to set to work on my wound. "Did you used to intentionally hurt yourself?"
I shook my head, trying to dispel their thoughts of me cutting myself. "The old ones are from when I was a kid. I used to get hurt a lot." I explained, remembering all the times my siblings told me to do stupid things, and I did them. Why was I so dumb? "The, uhm, newer ones are from when I was being held by the Marines."
"You were held by the Marines?" Nate exclaimed, his eyebrows nearly in his hairline.
I gave a quick affirmative. "Yeah, I was all over the newspapers. Didn't you see them?" I asked them, to which Law nodded, but Nate shook his head back and forth so fast I thought he would get whiplash. "Well, I was saved and not executed like I was supposed to be, but I sure do have some scars from those assholes. They do not know how to treat a lady."
"What lady...?" Nate commented under his breath like I wouldn't hear him, but I sure as hell did. My eye twitched and I kicked my foot out.
I kicked Nate in the head.
He fell out of his chair.
I laughed while he yelled.
"I am a lady you jerk!" I defended myself, noticing that Law was finished with his work and was now washing his hands. "Anyways... The ones that looked like I did them to myself are actually from a time when I was younger and... Some stuff happened."
Law's ears perked up and he looked over his shoulder at me, that smirk that was usually there now gone from his face and replaced with a frown. "Some stuff, huh?" I nodded with a grim look. "What about those burns mark that is on the back of your neck and back?"
"Those are none of your damn business."
I couldn't help the statement that came out. I didn't want to be rude to this man—even though I hated him, he did save my life and he was taking care of me. Law got a dangerous glint in his eye at my quick response and Nate looked a little apprehensive of me.
There was no reason that they needed to know what had happened. I didn't want to bring up old memories anyways, especially when these memories haunted me most nights. I was entitled to my privacy, and there wasn't any reason for him to know who I was before I was the sister of Monkey D. Luffy and Portgas D. Ace.
"I would advise you not to give me an attitude again, Miss Mara. It will only cause more injuries that you can't really afford to get right now." I clenched my teeth together, looking down at my hands so that I wasn't tempted to roll my eyes or glare at him. "Now, Mister Nathaniel, you are to watch over Miss Mara while she stays on the submarine. I do not want any trouble while he travel, and you are expected to keep her out of it. Understand?"
Nate saluted weakly and yawned out an "Aye, aye Captain..." I huffed in annoyance of being treated as a threat, but was quite pleased that I would be able to spend time with Nate. He was actually a pretty cool guy, and he was a real gentleman when he wanted to be.
I mean, he did carry me back here when I fell asleep at dinner earlier.
Law left the room, muttering about how he would do the rest of his examination tomorrow morning with a huge yawn escaping from him mouth. Nate growled as he leaned his head back in the chair, closing his eyes and throwing his arm over his face. "Just go to sleep, freak. I'm exhausted, and I want you to be too."
I grinned and leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees and staring at him with wide eyes. He shivered after a moment, lifting his arm and peering at me with squinted eyes. When he inquired, rather rudely, what I was looking at, I grinned even larger. "I just wanna ask some questions, Mister Nathaniel." He rolled his eyes before covering them with his arm again. "How many men are on the sub?"
"Why so curious, freak?" He asked, not moving anything but his mouth. "You're not trying to calculate how many men you have to take down to get out of here, are you?"
I snorted. "I'm not stupid enough to think I'll win." He gave a nod, agreeing with my reasoning. "I really just wanna know how many horn dogs I have to protect myself from while I stay with you guys."
He seemed to be thinking, gnawing on his lip a moment before answering me. "There's...eighteen of us, including Law." I sighed heavily, leaning back on the table and allowing my feet to continue to dangle off the edge. "Are you going to move to the bed anytime soon?"
I mulled over the question, really thinking about whether or not I wanted to get up. I had actually gotten quite comfortable in the position I was in, so I decided against moving. "Naw, I think I'll just stay here to sleep." There was a noise from Nate, but I didn't really know what it meant. I also didn't question it.
Everything was silent after that. I stared at the ceiling, my eyes closing of their own accord every once and a while. I heard Nate's breathing getting deeper, and it was actually lulling me to sleep. After God knows how long, I finally closed my eyes for good and went into a deep sleep.
Sometime during the night, I was moved into my bed and tucked in.
[A/N] Okay, so I know I said that this chapter would be AMAZING (or something like that) and I feel like I didn't deliver :/
Soooooooooo, the next chapter will DEFINITELY have some things in it that I know will please some people. That is a for real for real promise this time.
IT'S A MOTHAFUCKIN PINKY PROMISE!
