Warnings: fluff, violence, implied non-con (*scene will be starred), buckets of angst

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece, Eiichiro Oda does, but I own my words!

The Devil's Treachery (Luffy 15, Ace and Sabo 12)

"Right! Right!"

"AH! Sabo! You're cheating!"

"Am not!"

"Coming through!"

"Luffy!"

"Nononononono – AH! Luffy won again!"

Ace threw the remote at Luffy's head, laughing when he whined. Luffy grinned at his siblings, laughing his signature laugh at his win.

"We can't beat you at anything!"

"It's cause I'm the big brother."

Ace and Sabo grumbled as they began to choose settings for their next race in Mario Kart. They were in the small hideout in Luffy's room, where they had a small TV for their consoles.

"Luffy, can we play something else after this round?"

"Yeah, sure. Whaddaya wanna play?" Luffy asked as he took off in Yoshi's car. He loved that green turtle.

"What do we have?"

"Luffy!" Luffy paused the game when he heard his mom call his name. "Can you come down here for a minute?"

"Yeah, be right there!" He turned to his brothers as he stood and walked backwards to the door. "Be right back!" Luffy ran down the stairs and saw his mom holding the phone out to him as she cooked dinner.

"It's for you. I don't know who it is, though."

Luffy nodded and took the phone from his mom's hands, walking into the living room where no one else was. "Hello?"

"Yo, Luffy," The nonchalant voice spoke through the other side. Luffy froze upon hearing Bellamy's voice and his eyes hardened. He glanced back at his mother who was cooking and then moved out of the doorway and out of sight of her. Still, his eyes danced around, keeping constant watch so his family wouldn't see him acting like this because if he tried to lie about his strange behavior, they wouldn't believe him.

"What do you want, you bastard?" He hissed quietly, fists clenching when he heard the chuckling on the other side.

"So those twerps from back then really are your brothers – adoptive at least."

Luffy's blood froze in his veins. He snarled lowly, so his mother wouldn't hear, and wanted to strangle Bellamy right then and there. No one threatens his family. And how did he even find out about that?

"Tomorrow, eight o'clock at the lake. You can't tell anyone about this."

The dial tone sounded abnormally loud in Luffy's ears. He pulled his straw hat over his eyes and put the phone back down on the receiver before walking upstairs. He crawled into the room behind his closet, smiled at his brothers, and kicked ass in the next game they played.

If they noticed his discomfort, they said nothing of it.

The amount of guys Luffy had to beat up was unbelievable. They just kept coming at him and he had to wonder just how exactly did Bellamy round up this many men. Luffy was beginning to pant from the exertion. I have to keep fighting was all that ran through Luffy's head. His hands were bruised from punching, he had scratches and scrapes on his arms and legs, he was sweating heavily, and he kept tripping on the fallen, groaning bodies.

Pain suddenly exploded in his head. He felt something cold and metal for a split second before he fell to the ground, everything blurry and distorted. He got onto his hands and knees, shaking, but was then kicked to the ground further away onto his back. Before he could move, a foot crushed his chest, causing him to cough painfully. He glared up at the cheap fighter who always used tricks and never skill to win. He just smirked down at him with a strange glint in his eyes.

Luffy screamed in pain as a bang echoed through the air. He grit his teeth harshly and gripped the dirt on the ground. Blood poured from the wound in his left arm as he glared up at the other.

"I can do it again, you know," Bellamy grinned maliciously. "I can do this to your brothers too. Your parents. Your friends. I'll kill you and then hurt all of them, and you won't be able to do anything but watch them suffer from your seat that I bet is waiting for you in hell."

Luffy finally figured out that glint in his eyes was pure insanity. He couldn't take this threat lightly. He knew Bellamy would hurt his friends and family. He could very easily punch this guy out just as easily as Bellamy could raise the gun and shot him through the head.

Luffy hated giving in. He hadn't done so in a long time.

He closed his eyes tightly. This wasn't giving up.

This was waiting for the right moment. Even if he would hate every second of it.

"I'll do whatever you ask, but if you touch any of my friends or family, I will kill you." Bellamy smirked, pleased at his reply, before they all left the boy there to bleed.

Through the monitor on the car Bellamy had parked next to the site of beat down, Donquixote watched. He smirked insanely when Bellamy had finally gotten the boy to submit.

"Now it's only a matter of time. Dragon, you will regret ever having had a child and leaving him behind."

His laughter echoed through the mansion, scaring all who heard it, for they knew when he laughed that way, death would begin it's approach.

Bellamy stared at the man before him, not really understanding what he was saying.

"What are you talking about?" He asked in a quiet, shaky voice.

"You heard me. You're going to do it, no matter what."

"No."

Doflamingo glared at the young teen across from him, blatantly defying him.

"You've already done that to me. I know how much it hurts and I am never going to do that to anyone."

Doflamingo glared as Bellamy took a few steps back, glowering with all of his might. Doflamingo stood and motioned for the guards to close and lock all doors. Bellamy looked back, shocked and momentarily terrified.

"Do whatever you want to him. Just make sure the other wakes up." Doflamingo turned and stared out the large window behind him as the torture began.

Smiles (Luffy 15, Ace and Sabo 12)

Luffy loved Christmas.

He woke up and pulled the gifts for his family out from under his bed before walking downstairs, where the rest of them already were. The looks of pure joy on his younger brothers faces made him smile.

"Ace~, Sabo~" They both looked up at him and cheered when he wagged two gifts in their faces. They both tackled him to the floor and thanked him before pulling the presents out of his grasp and ripping them open. He sat up with a grin as both exclaimed their excitement about their gifts.

Ace had gotten an orange belt with an "A" insignia that would fit him for a long time. Orange was his favorite color and he had been looking at this in the store when their parents brought them shopping a few weeks ago. Sabo had a pair of goggled that he, too, had been staring at when they were shopping.

Luffy turned to his parents and handed them both their gifts. He had gotten a pair of matching earrings for Mom in the shapes of hibiscuses and for his dad he had gotten a rare coin called One Piece. He had a whole collection of them. It was hard to get one, but Luffy had managed to pull a few strings to get it (even if he did now have a huge debt to Nami).

Ace and Sabo then dragged him over to open gifts with them, and his eyes glittered like stars at each and every gift.

Luffy loved Christmas, but not for the gifts.

He loved seeing his family smile like this.

*Something Irreplaceable (Luffy 15 almost 16, Ace and Sabo 13)

Luffy stumbled through the front door, thankful for the darkness outside so that he wouldn't be seen. He had on a large, baggy sweatshirt and jeans, which was strange, but he had no choice. His other clothes were destroyed - torn to pieces, muddied and bloodied, now just dirty rags, leftovers of a crime committed on him. He felt like he was going to throw up. He needed the bathroom, but when the door closed behind him, his legs gave out. He collapsed forward until he was half on the stairs, trembling from the pain.

He was thankful no one was home.

He gripped the railing and pulled himself up, a little at a time. It was absolute agony. He would cry out when his shaky hands lost their grip and he fell hard. Whenever he bumped into the next stair he would grunt and clench his jaw tighter. His breaths were coming out in harsh pants and he could feel the sweat forming on his body. He was itchy all over – he was dirty. He felt absolutely disgusted with himself.

When he finally reached the second floor, he got on all fours and somehow managed to drag himself into the bathroom down the hall. He managed to hold everything in before he pushed the toilet seat up and threw up.

It burned his throat and he teared up slightly from it. The amount that he threw up was too much, considering he hadn't ate at all that day, but he didn't care.

He wanted that disgusting feeling gone.

He threw up for about a good ten minutes, on and off, tears streaming down his face, before he finally calmed down. He flushed the toilet and turned to turn on the shower. He yanked the awful, confining, uncomfortable clothes off of his body. He crawled into the boiling hot water and sat on the floor for a few moments, watching the water, blood and the disgusting, sticky, white substance flow down the drain.

He felt weak. Unbelievably weak. He began to sob as he grabbed the bar of soap and rub at his skin – bruised and bloody and exposed – until it was red and raw. He wanted the awful red bite marks gone, he wished the bruises in the shapes of hands on his hips were gone, he wished his throat wasn't sore from having something shoved down it and most of all, he wished the pain in his lower half would just disappear. He would rather have just gotten the beating, left with only bruises from bats and fists and feet, than this.

He didn't know when he finally turned the shower off but when he did, he pushed himself to his legs and stepped out, grabbing the darkest towel he could and painfully leaning over to grab the clothes before leaning on the wall and making his way to his bedroom.

This was one of those times he was glad he had his own room.

He locked it from the inside and tossed the clothes into the farthest reaches of his room, let the towel pool to the floor, and then laid down on top of the covers. He was worn out and he had never been in this much pain before – not after the wolf attacks, not after drowning, not even after getting shot.

He really hated Bellamy for letting it happen and all of the men who did this to him. But, at the same time, he had to wonder if the exact same thing had happened to the other.

"Do to him what happened to me."

Luffy covered his eyes with his arms and took a trembling breath. Bellamy had left the room when the others took over and Luffy thought, for the first time since he saw Bellamy broken in the bushes, he looked broken. For the first time ever, he saw regret and guilt shining in his eyes. But Luffy didn't get it - why did he have such strange personality shifts?

Then again, at this point, he didn't care all too much. He just wanted the pain to stop.

That night, Luffy cried himself into an exhausting sleep which left him feeling more tired than before.

Donquixote laughed, his head thrown back in glee as he spun around in his chair. He stared down at the recording on his computer, reveling in the pain caused to the boy.

"It's coming closer and closer. Very soon, my plan to get rid of the Monkey's will be complete. That Roger is very lucky he chose to take his mother's name, otherwise they would be in the same situation right now."

Doflamingo suddenly spun around in the chair, picking up a sharp knife and throwing it at the picture of Luffy on the wall. It struck the picture of the teen right over the heart. Doflamingo grinned, a terrifying look coming over his eyes.

"It's only a matter of time."

Three days later, most of Luffy's friends came to visit. (It wasn't as if a reindeer, android, and skeleton could just walk in here. His mom would probably faint and his dad would cause chaos. His brothers would probably chase them around like he did when they first met. It would be chaos.) He guessed his parents called them over to try and get him to talk. He had barely left his room from the pain, had eaten almost nothing and threw up at least once a day after waking up from nightmares they knew about but didn't know what they were about.

He told them to come in as he lay with his face buried in his pillow. He heard several sets of footsteps before the door closed softly. As he heard them shuffle about the room, sitting or pulling beanbag chairs over, he slowly sat up.

They were all shocked. His eyes had never been this lifeless before.

Zoro walked over to Luffy from where he had been standing when he entered and sat on the bed next to him. He knew his friend was in pain, and he knew it wasn't something that they could easily understand.

None of them spoke. They knew he would speak when he was ready, but they weren't leaving until he said something. Luffy felt the eyes on him and wanted to crawl under the covers but he knew he couldn't – it wouldn't help anything. He knew they wanted answers.

"I…" They all focused on him and he swallowed the lump of fear, even though the tears still fell. "I'm…I'm weak…" He began to sob and Zoro pulled him in carefully, letting him lean into his body as he cried and let everything out without saying a word.

The hands were roaming all over his body. They were touching places that shouldn't be touched, but he couldn't fight back. He was chained and he had to do this because he was already shot and beaten and else everyone else would be in danger if he didn't do this. But he was scared, and then, there was white hot pain –

Luffy gasped as he jerked awake. He thrashed about in the sheets, feeling hands holding him down, and he was pretty sure that at one point he screamed. Then the hands moved. They weren't holding him down, no, they were holding him close. There was another hand on his head and it was cold and made him feel better.

Luffy's breath slowed and his vision came back into focus. He wasn't hearing those horrid sounds of skin and grunts and moaning that had echoed of the cement walls – he heard soft whispers that he knew were trying to soothe him. Still exhausted from the nightmares, he fell right back into a deep sleep.

He didn't hear or see that it was Ace and Sabo.

"I don't like this," Sabo whispered to his twin as he wiped away some of the sweat on his older brothers forehead. His breathing had finally calmed down and he seemed to be in a more peaceful sleep now.

"I wish he would tell us what's wrong," Ace whispered back. He lay on top of Luffy as he had previously been hugging him to calm him down. Sabo hummed in agreement, his brows furrowed with worry. Both had been up late and were sneaking back to their room when they heard the shuffling and whimpers coming from his room.

"We'll find out eventually," Sabo whispered as he laid down as well. It had been a long time since they had done so, but the three slept together that night. The two left before Luffy woke up, but he had to wonder why he was able to sleep so well that night.

AN: I'm sorry for being so cruel! Please don't kill me! I blame Doflamingo. He's a cruel bastard to anyone who angers him - or their kids who have nothing to do with it at all. He's awful.

Also, as for the * scene, I did not change the rating because I have read other T rated stories with worse content and I went back over the rules and decided it can be T. This does not mean the rating still cannot change, as it may in future chapters. If you feel it should be changed now, please tell me and I will reconsider the present rating.

So, this is a slightly early update based on what I said yesterday. But this morning, I learned I have summer reading that is, for some reason beyond my comprehension, due on the 3rd. Why the hell can't it be due when I go back to school? I dunno. But I have to go speed read, write a bunch of crap, and then answer questions, so I probably will be out of existence for the next 4 days. I hate procrastinating. But, I will return, I can promise you that.

spoons-are-evil: I had that argument with my sis all the time and I always laugh whenever I hear it. I can imagine it being a very Ace/Luffy argument growing up in any universe. And no, as you can see now, not much childish Luffy anymore...I feel so mean to them! AGH! Anyway, you are right on that spelling. The site I looked at was wrong. :/ Thank you for the correction though! And no, he's told no one. He can't lie, but he can keep a secret. Which, as you can now see, is a VERY bad thing. His kindness will be the cause of a lot of what will happen to him later on, sadly. And though Bellamy did do most of the things - except for what happened to Luffy in the last scene - Doflamingo is the biggest evil since Bellamy is just a bloodlusting tool he created for his own amusement and convenience. If Bellamy had a normal life, the two very well could've been friends. And Luffy logic will always win! It's simplicity makes too much sense. I'm happy you liked those scenes - I wanted to put them in and I needed some adventure in the story. It seemed like a good fit. I'm happy their personalities are right too. And I'm gonna say thanks again for the advice, cause this chapter was the whole reason for my confliction.

shadowmarialove: Hahaha sorry to wake you up. Thank you! Glad you liked it!

02FireRains: I'm happy about that - it's what I'm aiming for. It'll play a huge role throughout this story, so I hope you like how it does play out.

Thank you for reading! Please leave a review! I'll be back in a few days!