A/N: Remember the warnings from the first chapter? Those are going to start to be more relevant, especially in this chapter (noncon/sexual assault/rape/blood/etc.) and will start to crop up more frequently from now on in future chapters.

And longer chapters will usually mean Kidd x Law stuff, as it's hard to break it up into individual chapters if it's the same scene. Plus I thought I was getting to this particular part 4-6 chapters ago. But again, I need a storyline to have reason for/justify this kind of thing happening.

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Kidd could feel Law tense beneath his hands, and the red head decided that the first thing he needed to take care of was to prevent Law from fleeing. Without much of an effort, Kidd maneuvered Law away from the wall, and sent the dark haired doctor stumbling backward into the open room with a sudden shove. Kidd shut the door and locked it, not concerned about the other man finding an escape route. There wasn't a window anyway, and the only way to get out was through the door he had just closed. Kidd moved toward Law, and before the other could regain his balance, tackled him and with a swift motion, pinned the doctor face down to the ground.

"Hold the fuck still already. I'm getting tired of this Trafalgar." Kidd snapped irritably as he rested against Law's back lightly. The red head reached out and forced the dark haired doctor's arms over his head, and on to the floor in front of him. Using his left hand to keep Law's arms in place, Kidd drew out a roll of duct tape, "This shit is weird, but I tested it out earlier. I think it'll be strong enough to keep you in place if I use enough of it. I couldn't find any handcuffs or anything." Kidd ripped off some of the sticky gray tape, and bound Law's wrists together. He repeated the gesture a few more times, before he was satisfied that Law couldn't free his hands. Kidd slid his weight off of the other man, and was unsurprised to find Law skitter away from him. Both of them knew it was a useless gesture, but it didn't stop the doctor from trying anyway.

Kidd snorted at the pathetic sight, and rose to follow after Law, to a corner where the doctor had backed himself in to. Kidd stooped next to him, blocked the kick aimed his way with his left hand, before he used the same hand to fling Law unceremoniously over his shoulder. The metal appendage dug into Law's nearest thigh warningly when it felt like Law was going to try and kick him again. Kidd wandered back across the room, "I'm sick of you acting like you don't want me to touch you." Kidd flopped Law onto his back on a gurney that was folded down on the ground in the corner of the room, "I guess I'll just have to remind you how much you like it." Kidd slapped his left hand down on Law's bound wrists when the doctor tried to rise. Keeping the limbs pinned over Law's head, Kidd used the duct tape to bind them to the surface the dark haired man was now lying on.

Law immediately tried to force his arms back up, but Kidd's grip was firm, and the duct tape that was being laid down soon made it impossible to move even his forearms. Law felt Kidd's hands leave his arms, and tested the duct tape that the red head had used to secure his arms to the metal gurney. Law shifted uncomfortably when he realized he couldn't free himself. That meant that he couldn't do anything to stop the red head now, other than perhaps to try to dissuade him. But Law found himself taking issue with the fact that Kidd had decided to use the gurney as a makeshift bed. Even though that was something that should have been very far from his mind, and the doctor should have been vehemently protesting what was currently happening. Law tilted his head up to glare at Kidd, "You do realize that gurneys aren't meant to be used in this manner?"

Kidd grinned as he laughed at that, "I don't care if it breaks if that's what you mean." If it did, then the hospital would be short one gurney. No great loss, in the red head's opinion. He knew that his lover had strange kinks, and one of them was to be fucked in weird places, including different areas in the hospital. Though screwing in the morgue that one time had been a bit odd, even for Kidd. But Law had enjoyed it, and at this very moment, the red head didn't care whether or not the metal surface the doctor was lying on was comfortable.

Law was about to tell Kidd that if he thought that the gurney was potentially going break with whatever he had in mind, to get the hell away from him. Or to stay away from him in the first place. But Law only managed to open his mouth partway as Kidd clambered onto the gurney after him and drowned out his protests with a kiss.

Kidd made the kiss brief, before he pulled away and rested his head against the crook of Law's neck, and shifted slightly. The gurney creaked a little, but held, and that was good enough for Kidd to continue on. There wasn't very far to fall if they did happen to break it anyway. A couple of inches at the most. Kidd's tongue slipped out to lick Law's throat, before he laid a light kiss there, and felt the other's pulse against his lips. Kidd whispered breathlessly, "Have you been ignoring me because of your new boyfriend?"

Law grit his teeth as Kidd bit down on the nearest bit of skin on the side of his neck, and started to leave a mark there. Law's arms twitched against the duct tape as he managed a faint, displeased sound, "I don't have a boyfriend, you bastard. Get off of me!" It was bad enough that other people thought the same thing; he didn't need this ghost, whatever, implying it as well.

"Don't lie to me." Kidd snarled as he sat back on his knees, moving so that they were in between Law's. Kidd ignored whatever other protest the dark haired doctor may have made as he reached over and started to unbutton the white doctor's coat, and then the shirt. Kidd was a little disappointed that Law hadn't worn a sweater or something that he could have tugged off, or cut off. But buttons were fine. It worked out better this way. The red head took his time as he slowly began to reveal lightly tanned skin, and when he ran out of buttons, Kidd shoved the clothes aside to expose the skin even further.

Law shivered at the sudden exposure of his skin. The doctor's chest was rising and falling rapidly as his heart began to race at the thought that he had no way to protect himself now. That he couldn't prevent Kidd from doing whatever he wanted with him. And it was disturbing to Law, because he was oddly turned on by the thought, though he would have rather it not been Kidd. If Law had been in a relationship, he may have been open to light bondage, if he trusted the other person enough. Kidd, however...

Kidd ignored whatever discomfort the man below him may have been feeling as the red head let his eyes rove over the bare expanse of skin. Kidd's lips twitched into an amused smirk at the sight of the tattoos. Those he remembered, unlike the ones on the back of Law's hands. Kidd ran his hands along Law's sides absently, and drew forth a shudder with the action. Kidd peeked at Law's face, to see how the other man was reacting, but what the red head saw was not at all what he expected. He'd thought that Law was done pretending with him now that he had him trapped, but...

Law was staring back at him hesitantly, and almost appeared to be fearful of Kidd. Law looked like he wanted nothing more than to vanish, and to get the hell away from the red head. And if that wasn't possible, attack, and then get the hell away while he still could. He certainly seemed to want to do something to make Kidd back off.

For the first time since Kidd had seen Law return to his house, the red head's mind was momentarily awash with doubt. Kidd briefly wondered if the doctor had been telling the truth. That this Law, who looked so much like his lover, wasn't actually him. But that couldn't be. Kidd didn't think he could stand for this man in the room with him to not be who he thought he was. Kidd banished the doubt from his mind. No. This Law was his lover. They even had the same tattoos, and Law had just been a sick bastard and gotten those hand tattoos from when he'd been gone for so long. After all, there couldn't be more than one of the dark haired man.

Kidd looked down to study Law's face again, and found that he still didn't like the look that he was being given. Like he was some kind of monster for doing this to him. Kidd hated that expression. He had killed people in the past for giving him such a look, even if he kind of proved their point before they'd died. Kidd didn't give a fuck. Law was one of the first people he'd come across who didn't immediately run for their lives and screech things about demons and murderers. No, Law had stayed, and showed that he was just as much of a monster as Kidd, if not more so, than the red head himself.

Kidd wanted to punch or maybe even just slap Law for staring at him like that. The red head was far more used to a confident, laidback and sly as fuck Law who all but dared him to continue down the dangerous path that they had decided to live. Daring to push Kidd to his limits until the red head had almost gone over the deep end several times.

Right now, in this moment, Kidd decided that Law was still messing with his mind. So, he turned his gaze away from the other man's eyes, and turned a deaf ear to Law's protests, as he set about divesting the dark haired doctor of the rest of his clothes.

Kidd settled back on his knees again to let his eyes wander over his lover's bare body, and found that it was, as always, just the same as he remembered it being. Kidd leaned in close and spoke against Law's chest, "You're fucking sexy as hell, as usual." Kidd tipped forward further so that he could rest chest to chest with the other man, and drowned Law's response in a harsh and demanding kiss. Kidd forced his tongue into the doctor's mouth as he kept the kiss going, both hands roaming over Law's body. Kidd only released Law from the kiss when it was clear that the other man was struggling for breath.

While Law lay gasping for air, Kidd reached up and wrenched the scalpel out of his own right shoulder, and turned it over between two fingers. The slight pain he'd felt before was all but gone by now. Kidd lowered the scalpel, and without warning, drove it into Law's side, drawing blood and a sharp cry from the other man. Kidd rested his left hand on Law's sternum to prevent him from moving around too much as he dragged the scalpel hard enough to draw blood horizontally across his abdomen. Kidd repeated the motion across Law's waist, before the red head dropped the scalpel onto a nearby table. He could do more of that later if he wanted to. Kidd leaned down to lap at the wound across Law's abdomen, and drew forth an interesting combination of a gasp intermingled with a moan from Law.

Kidd turned his attention to the wound he'd made across Law's waist, and let his left hand rest more heavily against Law's sternum to keep him from bucking. Kidd dragged a few of his right hands' fingers along the wound he'd made in Law's left side, making the doctor writhe, and the red head didn't bother to check if it was from pain or pleasure. Kidd scraped his teeth lightly along the wound, chuckling when a thin whine issued from the action. Kidd let his right hand dip lower along Law's bare body, until his hand closed around his lover's now awake member. Kidd grinned a little as he moved his lips away from the wounds he'd created, and up to give Law another kiss, this one tasting of the metallic tang of blood. Kidd squeezed his hand, and felt Law gasp against his lips, and took the opportunity to deepen the kiss as he explored the inside of the doctor's mouth with his tongue. Kidd didn't think he could ever get over the taste of his lover.

Kidd pulled away and smirked at Law's dazed expression, and slid back down, his right hand still firmly wrapped around Law's dick. Kidd's grin bordered on crazed as he spoke, his voice rough, "I love how damn hard you get when I cut you up this this." Kidd lowered his head further, he himself turned on by the sight of a bloodied Law gasping and panting and squirming and acting like he didn't want it.

Law choked back a moan and couldn't quite get out a protest when Kidd's tongue licked him. Law dropped his head back and clenched his bound wrists as he felt Kidd begin to take him into his mouth bit by bit, as he had done back in the warehouse. Only Law wasn't waking up now, and the dark haired man was acutely aware of the warmth of the other's mouth sucking at him. Law bit his lip, determined not to make a sound. He didn't want Kidd to think that he was enjoying this, because it would only keep adding to the red head's belief that he was someone he wasn't. Law's fingernails dug into the palms of his hands, striving to keep himself silent as Kidd worked on his more than neglected member. Law couldn't even remember the last time anyone had given him a blowjob, but he was fairly certain he'd never been tied up like this and forced to take it.

There was no way to escape this torture, and Kidd wasn't backing down, and seemed intent on getting Law to respond. And it only took a few more moments before he got to that point, and Kidd was pleased with the response. After all, Kidd didn't normally suck off of Law. The dark haired doctor seemed to enjoy doing that to him more often, and a lot more roughly than what Kidd was currently doing.

Law finally gave in, unable to hold back anymore as Kidd, who had pulled back all of a sudden, nearly took him in again with a swift motion. Law let out a faint moan, and that seemed to be what Kidd had wanted to hear, as the red head hummed something in response. The vibration caused Law to bite back a choked groan, and that was when his body finally betrayed him even further by bucking his hips. Trying to get off on the feeling alone, and what Kidd was doing with his tongue. At the same time, Law was feeling incredibly ashamed that he had allowed the red head to get to him like this. It was quite humiliating. Just as Law thought he was about to reach his limit, Kidd chuckled again. Law let out a thin sound of protest at the red head's mouth retreated, and hated himself for even thinking that he had wanted Kidd to finish what he had been doing.

Kidd leaned up over Law's chest and kissed the side of his jaw as he murmured, "At least your body is honest with me." Kidd licked his way down Law's throat, before he paused and added, "Why can't your words be too?"

Law felt Kidd's hands hold his hips down and squeeze lightly.

"Want to keep going? I bet I can get you to come twice. Once with my hand, and once when I fuck you."

That got Law out of his daze as he locked eyes with Kidd and snarled, "Don't even...think about it." Law glared at Kidd, even when the red head looked back at him with challenge in his eyes. Law then felt Kidd shift and start to remove his own clothing, and that was when the dark haired doctor was finally fed up with Kidd, and growled irritably, "Stop this already...I've told you countless times...I'm not..." Kidd's lips cut him off, and Law winced when the red head bit him this time, lightly. Law made a muffled protest against those lips as he squeezed his eyes shut. Kidd's hand had found his cock again and started playing with it as he had back in the master bedroom of the house.

"I guess that's a yes." Kidd murmured against Law's lips, "Stop being so damn stubborn. You can stop pretending anytime now. It's lost its entertainment value awhile ago."

Law kept his eyes shut as he struggled to keep his traitorous body from responding to the red head's touch. But it was useless as he finally came to the rough and precise movements of Kidd's hand. Law rested his head back against the gurney, trying to regain his breath once more as Kidd drew back again.

"Trafalgar?"

The red head's voice was deeper and much more demanding now, and Law couldn't think as the red head shoved his legs up and out of the way. The dark haired doctor started to panic as he realized that Kidd was following through with the suggestion that he had made just moments before. Fingers trailed along the curve of his back, and then dipped lower to circle him.

Law turned his head away, biting his lip as the red head began to prepare him with some lube that he'd apparently stashed in the coat he'd been wearing. Or was using something else. Law didn't particularly care at this point as he tried to block his mind from what was happening.

Law wanted, needed, to wake up.

Law felt an uncomfortable sensation, and his eyes squeezed shut more tightly, his breath coming out in uneven gasps.

The dark haired doctor wanted this all to be a terrible, terrible nightmare.

Kidd's voice cut through him again with another demand, but while Law couldn't hear him, he could damn well feel him. Feel him buried deep inside and clearly with no intention of leaving until he was finished.

Law was in such absolute and utter mental torture that the red head's demands seemed to come from further and further away. And with it, the sensations that were cutting through his body like a burning knife.

Law hated that he couldn't get Kidd to back off. Law hated the helpless feeling of things being out of his control. Of being forced to do something. That no protest seemed good enough to make Kidd leave him alone. That it didn't seem to matter whether Law was awake or asleep, because Kidd always seemed to be there. And no matter how much Law wanted to fight back and rid himself of the damn red head, the dark haired man was finding it to be a difficult task to accomplish.

Law couldn't escape.

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Law fell out of the chair in the small office in the morgue. The doctor hit the ground and that startled Law enough to realize that he was no longer bound or having Kidd force himself on him. Breathing hard, Law whipped his head to and fro wildly, but Kidd was nowhere to be seen. The dark haired doctor looked himself over, and found that he was still bleeding from the various wounds that Kidd had given him with the scalpel. Law shifted uncomfortably on the ground as he also noticed that he was still sporting an erection.

Things were getting out of hand, especially if the dreams he was having with Kidd in them could be so realistic that the doctor was still turned on when he finally broke free of them.

Law rose from the ground, wincing a little. Before he could decide what to about this most recent violation in his dreams, he needed to go find a bathroom to take care of himself. He didn't want to do that in the morgue, because that was just wrong in his mind. Law pressed an arm up against the cut to his abdomen as he made his way to the nearest bathroom. He would also need to clean these wounds before he left. Law kept a wary eye out for Kidd, because it would just figure if the red headed ghost decided to watch him or something.

Law cautiously entered the bathroom, and held still as he listened for any movement. Nothing. Law relaxed a little as he went into the nearest stall, and feeling that it wouldn't take that much more to relieve himself, didn't bother to shut the stall behind him. Law wiggled his hips a little as he maneuvered his pants and boxers down a bit to give himself an easier time to do the deed, and then get the hell out, as if he expected Kidd to suddenly intrude on him.

Just as the doctor's hand closed over his member, a warm body collided with his back, and two arms wrapped around his waist comfortably. Law froze in place as he noted with a jolt of panic that one of the arms most certainly wasn't flesh. And the person behind him was more than happy to be pressed up against him. Law shivered a little as a head rested on his shoulder, and light breath puffed against his ear as Kidd spoke to him in a curiously amused tone of voice.

"Can I watch you jack off, Trafalgar?"

Law, instead of being startled or panicking further, became annoyed. Hadn't he woken up? Why the hell was Kidd there in the bathroom with him? The bathroom...Law realized that he was currently in a bathroom stall with Kidd, and more than likely trapped in it with the other, who was clearly still in the mood. The red head's right hand trailed down to rest over the doctor's, and Kidd pressed up against the dark haired man more closely. Law lost whatever calm he may have built up when he knew there was no escape this time either.

"Let go of me! Leave me alone!" Law struggled in Kidd's grasp, but was unable to free himself.

Kidd merely tightened his grip on Law, and held on as if his life depended on it. Kidd's voice had taken on a note of pleading, even though the red head desperately tried to make it sound otherwise. As if he didn't want that kind of emotion to surface. "Don't leave me."

Law was feeling colder and colder the longer Kidd held him, even though the red head was still warm, until finally, just like that...

...he woke up.

Law found himself in the office once more, and with a swift movement, jerked his shirt up to look at his waist for the injuries. Law shakily traced a finger along the barely there scar. Law wasn't exactly sure what it meant, but knew at the very least he was fully awake this time. The dark haired doctor let his shirt drop back down as he calmly rose, and left the morgue.

As Law headed for the exit of the hospital, he felt that something had to be done to get all of this to stop happening to him. As Law stepped into another brisk and windy night, he was, for once, at a loss of what exactly to do.

What could one do to deal with a ghost that didn't seem to have any intention of leaving you alone?

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A/N- Jeez this took forever to edit/proofread.

Btw Kidd thinks things are consensual, since he still believes that Law is messing around with him and trying to irritate him. And the whole duct tape thing was mainly because I liked the idea of Kidd not knowing what it was, then discovering how strong it was, and being a sadistic bastard and thinking he can have some fun with it.

And the scalpel doing some damage to Kidd in the dream is something more of a residual he 'remembers' the feeling. Like a psychic wound, if that makes any sense at all. Like Law having faint scars from where Kidd wounds him while he is either awake or asleep. And the whole dream thing was because I was thinking about Fatal Fame 3 where the characters sleep and then wander around that mansion and have all the sensations and interactions and stuff like they were actually awake when they weren't.

Also, Kidd is going to do something stupid in a chapter or two that will eventually lead him to face the fact that he is dead. Not that he's going to let that stop him anyway.

There is going to be more about the Law Kidd did know in he past, in future chapters, as well as some explanations for the whole coins/ring thing. Plus the other ghost in the house is going to bother Ace in the next chapter-he just won't realize it was a ghost until later on.