28. The first time
Early in the noon, the sun was shining down the streets underneath the clear blue sky while no hint of a breeze was in the air. A day with weather factors that was classically labeled as nice. It was the first day of May, or also known as May Day in some regions. As a bank holiday, Judy and Quinn belonged to those who got the day off, made them spending it rather somewhere else than at home.
"Judy, the bus is coming in eight minutes," Quinn told impatiently across the hall, checking nervously the time while her friend was still in her room. As mentioned to begin with would it take, in a casual pace, six minutes from their door to the bus station.
"Yeah, wait, I'm coming now!" The brunette took a last check in her mirror before she walked out to leave the apartment together.
Outside in the warm sun, Quinn took off her parka and knotted it around her waist. "What took you so long?"
Judy stared into the little mirror that was attached to her powder case. "I got a pimple all of a sudden and had to conceal it."
Worry grew as Quinn checked the time on her phone again. "Ouh crap, the bus is coming in four minutes. I run ahead and stop the bus."
"Ah, no, wait Quinn! I don't wanna run!" Judy shouted with an unhappy face after her as the blonde ran off.
"You know the bus arrives only every single hour today!" she shouted back from afar.
Judy hated running and wondered how she was supposed to complete a six minutes route in four when wearing heels. Nevertheless, she had no option than doing after her friend and put the mirror annoyed away, starting to speed up until she just made it before the bus driver and other passengers could get annoyed. She had never been the great athlete; her highest cardio tolerance was during intercourse, but else she was the type to gasped only after a few meters with stitches in her side.
...
Penguin and Shachi were happy to see the two women coming over to check on the bedridden guy's condition. They got inside easily without the need to knock or ring since the door was wide opened again in order to air the apartment as female visit had been expected, made Shachi getting up early in the morning to let the air in as their little home smelled like sweat. Even perfume had been used in despair to make the scent in the air somewhat normal, and it seemed like the two visitors indeed didn't notice anything sniffy lingering around them.
Quinn landed on her knees next to Penguin, who was lying on the bottom bunk, leaning her hands over the mattress. "How are you? Does it still hurt? You want something to snack? We brought you chocolate. What's your favorite chocolate? Do you even like chocolate? Oh! Can I draw something on your cast?"
"Geez Quinn, don't bombard the poor guy with so many questions," Judy commented and put the little chocolate box down.
"Sorryyy."
Penguin chuckled. "I'm good, could be of course better, but well, at least I got to see Shachi's serving me."
"It's not like you can't move!" The redhead complained annoyed from the side.
"My dominating arm's broken and do you know how painful it is to move with broken ribs?"
"Blah blah."
Rolling his eyes, Penguin moved his attention back to the girl next to him then. "Ah, I don't need chocolate now, but thank you for that! And uhm, of course, you can." He looked to Shachi. "Ey, give her the black marker."
"It would be a pleasure to give her the black marker," he replied sarcastically and handed her the pen.
Quinn laughed. "You're a great friend, Shachi."
"Uhh, yeah, no biggie, this idiot's my bro after all," he said and rubbed his neck modestly as he took place on the carpet again.
Beginning to draw on his cast plaster, Judy knelt down as well to check how she was immortalizing herself on it. It was a penguin she went for, walking happily with a stick and an attached cloth to carry his stuff. "Very creative," said she ironically.
Quinn half-lidded her eyes. "He likes penguins, so I draw him one."
The injured guy looked at her little masterpiece and indeed felt some joy. "Oh, you're really good at drawing! I really like it!"
"Naaaaw, you're so sweet!" she squealed and leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on his cheek as she couldn't hold back anymore, his character made her wanting to cuddle him every time.
"Wow, slow down girl," said Judy, surprised about the sudden (though not that unusual) move.
It was also out of Penguin's expectation and he blushed as reaction. "Quinn...!"
Again, it was his mate to received more female attention, leaving Shachi just speechless as he thought once again, the world's so unfair! Since it was not the first time that he was 'left behind', he didn't even make the effort to comment on it as he felt ignored anyway.
Backing off, Quinn subtly clapped her hands in short intervals with a sheepish grin, feeling not guilty as she claimed at all. "I'm sorry, he's just too cute, I couldn't resist and meh, sorry."
"No no no, nothing to feel sorry about!" Penguin stated and waved with his left hand as he obviously had enjoyed her little 'gift'.
"What have you done again to create such ruckus?" a third male voice sounded from the corner. Turning around, the bunch looked at Law, who just had come out of the bathroom and looked down at the blonde, stoic as always.
"Oh, you're here too Law," Judy noted, the attempt of sounding casual seeping through her voice.
Quinn tightened her lips and eyes to his statement, quite in displeasure about his commentary. "That sounds like I'm only making trouble..."
Law got to the fridge and took place on the thick red carpet floor as well as he had sat on that spot also before, leaning against the big white square shaped box. "I only said 'ruckus', Peanut."
"I kissed Penguin."
An awkward reaction of brief silence followed before the gray eyes drifted away like the young doctor would care less. "Mischief-maker."
"Huuuh? It was just on his cheek because he said something sweet."
"Because of his nickname," he corrected dryly.
Straightening on her knees, she challenged him with an irked look and moved over to Shachi. Law's gaze followed her and saw how she suddenly placed another kiss on the redhead's cheek, making the guy blushing as well with huge surprised eyes. "Quinn?!"
She looked at Law, giving him a 'ha-jokes-on-you' look. "Because he's also cute, without a nickname."
"And what did you wanna prove me?" Law asked coldly, if not discreetly annoyed. "That you can kiss any guy on the cheek?"
"I don't kiss any guy on the cheek," she claimed and hugged Shachi tightly, who decided to say nothing further but just relished her closeness and her breasts pressing against his torso. "Only my sweet friends'."
A crack happened rapidly through both kissed guy's mind. FRIENDZONED.
Though, Law recognized that perversity on his companion's face and was annoyed that the blonde was not aware of what she was causing the redhead to feel. He chose to say nothing and kept a disinterested attitude. "Whatever."
Observing the doctor a little, Judy for her part wondered if Law was any kind of jealous. Even when it could have been a lie as he had stated to feel nothing for Quinn, she didn't expect him to be the jealous type of guy. Law was way too rational and cold to feel any sort of those feelings; but it were just assumptions, so she tried to forget about it. "Uh Quinn, don't you wanna meet Sabo on your day off?"
"Uhh, I'm gonna visit him tomorrow after work," she said, letting go of Shachi.
Instantly, a hidden sound of tease sneaked into Judy's voice. "Visit him? Like his place?"
"Ah, Sabo doesn't live alone but with relatives. We planned to see each other tomorrow, but he's home alone with his little brother and had to take care of him so that he spontaneously invited me to come over."
Judy's lips widened while her eyes seemed rather relaxed. "Home alone with his little brother, huh?"
"Yeah."
"Oh Judy, we don't like that face," Shachi commented with a grin as he saw her increasing her smile dangerously.
Not understanding what was going on, the blonde looked at the two in turns. "Huh?"
Judy lifted a brow swiftly, keeping her sassy expression. "Hey, why not?"
"I don't get it," said Quinn.
Penguin threw in his opinion as well. "Quinn's not like that."
Being the only one, who didn't understand, she turned quickly to the bedridden guy, asking him with furrowed brows as she felt the apprehension. "Not like what?"
The brunette shot Shachi her sly expression. "Hey, you as guys should know."
"Yeah... well, it could be, but I dunno, we don't know Sabo," Shachi said, careful about his thoughts.
Quinn looked at Penguin and desperately requested an answer by just staring at him. "Just ignore the two," the guy advised her.
The longer she thought about it, eyeing their weird faces, the more she thought of understanding it. "A-are you talking about kissing?"
Smiling wryly, Shachi's eyes shifted to the side. "Yeah... kissing, right."
"Oh Quinn, you're so cute," Judy stated.
Law found it almost ridiculous how that blonde didn't get what the two were talking about so that he had to solved the mystery for her. "They're talking about intercourse."
"Aww Cap, you ruined everything," Shachi said with a small laugh.
Judy sighed, the slight pitch of her disappointed voice sounding through. "It just started to get funny."
"Are you guys stupid?!" Quinn questioned with pink cheeks. "We didn't even kiss yet and you talk about sex..."
"I-I said nothing!" Penguin defended himself, not wanting to be involved in their teasing. Friendzoned or not, he wanted to keep his nice and sweet image.
"Sooo, not yet huh? You think he likes you?" Judy asked, elbowing her softly.
"Of course he does, why else should he still date her?" Shachi said.
"I don't know. Men?"
Not pleased to hear that, Quinn stated, "Sabo's not the type of men that only date you to sleep with you."
Her friend ignored her statement though, with mockery. "Hm... men?"
"Hey, but I'm not that type of guy...!" Penguin remarked from the bed as he knew himself that she was not necessarily wrong since many men behaved like that.
Using his statement as support to defend Sabo's image, Quinn agreed with him right away. "Yeah, how can you stereotype Penguin as such!"
The brunette rolled her eyes humorously. "Of course men want you to think they are all nice and prince charming."
"No! He's not like that!" Quinn said one more and wanted to convinced her own mind, her eyes wandered briefly over to Law. "T-Trafalgar's like that...!"
"I don't date," Law commented flatly.
"He and Sabo are way different, he's the perfect example for that asshole type and Sabo's not like that at all!"
"I don't date," Law remarked again.
"Law can be really charming if he wants," Judy claimed, recalling all the times they had flirted with each other before their sex became normal.
"Ah, I remember when we've met first in the bar," Shachi said. "He's a quiet flirter, but he flirts pretty well."
Thinking about it, Quinn realized one more that he must be really good at seducing women with his glibness, despite his sometimes rather dry and weird personality. Or maybe that was his played personality, but no one knew? "But he's more like an actor then, right?"
Shachi nodded. "That's it."
"Yeah, I remember his and Judy's flirts when they were dating for sex."
Feeling completely ignored, Law set up his tense body and raised his voice a little roughly. "I said, I don't date!"
"Don't worry Law, I don't take that amiss," the brunette told him casually in a semi-interested side-comment way as she knew she was just the same. To get someone into bed quick, you couldn't always be 'just you'.
"Yeah, and we know for years that you're just acting during dates for sex," Penguin said, also in the same casual and careless way.
"Oi, I said I don't date!" Law voiced his annoyance one more.
Shachi looked at him to mention a fact. "You've once met a girl three times before you went to bed with her."
"Those were no dates!"
Finding it funny how upset he got for his usually calm nature, Quinn tried to hold her amused grin. "Doctor does not like the term 'date', huh?"
"Date's too cheesy for him," Penguin guessed, but it sounded rather like a matter of fact.
She slowly shifted herself closer to Law with a mocking expression from the side as she said, "picky with food, picky with sleep places, and now picky with terms, huh?" Stopping close next to him, leaning closer from the side while her face looked up to him, she grinned. "Dr. Picky."
He side-glanced her swiftly before he turned away in his annoyance. "Geez, you guys..."
"Hehe, therefore you're a pervert ass, you can be quite cute when uncomfy."
Exasperation brew in him, a lot of that, and his cheeks colored a slight pink as he muttered, "be quiet..."
"Ohh, are you blushing?" Quinn asked with wondrous eyes as she backed off, smiling like a Cheshire cat. "I didn't know your body can produce those colors. How cute!"
Gritting his teeth, Law muttered to her again to shut up while his tiny-blushing face looked down.
"Well, Law's actually honest. He always makes sure that the girl knows it's nothing serious," Penguin said then calmly with a soft smile to wash his friend's name clean. He understood why Quinn kept seeing him as a rude ass since Law was not the most charismatic and friendly guy, but now and then he found it appropriate to defend him a little as a friend.
The conversation was maybe amusing, but it was obvious to Quinn that Judy held some suspense as Penguin said that. Whatever she was claiming, she did have a thing for the doctor and so the blonde wanted to support her, or at least get her out of this stiffness. "Uhh, well...! Anyway! Sabo's not that type of guy, and-and if he's trying, I'm gonna reject him...!" Not that she wanted to get back to that topic, but it was the first thing that came up her mind in order to distract.
And it helped quite fast. "Rejecting? Why not just taking?" said the woman suddenly more relaxed.
"Wha- nooo!"
Judy clamped her chin between her thumb and curled index finger. "I wonder what's underneath his clothes. He appears like the sporty sort of guy."
Uncomfortable by it, Quinn blushed in embarrassment as her friend caused her a brief mental cinema. "Judy...!"
Shachi exchanged silent looks with the guy on the bed, his eyes saying, 'she's sooo naughty!'
Nodding a little, Penguin's eyes answered him 'I knoooow!'
Quinn indeed liked athletic guys but knew that looks were not everything. "I-I don't care if he has a trained body or not, he should be just nice..." said she and looked shyly down to her lap, playing with her hair and occasionally covered half of her face with a strand to hide her emotions.
"During sex?"
"I mean as person!" she said then with an eye roll.
Judy chuckled. "I was just kidding."
The lids over the blue orbs lowered, unimpressed and annoyed about the brunette's humor. "God, you're always so reserved, but when it comes to sex, you're like a stupid gossip girl."
"I'm just an open minded woman that knows what she wants, with sincere interest in her best friend's love life."
"Touché," Quinn stated miffed and added "thanks guys, you lifted my mind, I'm now prepared for anything," not sure how much she should look forward to tomorrow while uncomfortable thoughts would bother her mind in secret.
"If he touches you against your will you can use your parkour skills," Law told in deadpan.
"Oah, now he's a rapist or what?"
"You can do parkour?!" Shachi asked amazed. "That's pretty sick as a girl!"
Narrowing her brows, she asked back, not certainly happy about his compliment, "heee, what do you mean 'as a girl'?"
"I mean, girls don't do that often, right...?" he replied, reducing his excitement as he noticed her displeasure.
Her hands rested around her waist and she bent a little closer to the redhead with a hint of madness. "That's right, but you can just say 'that's sick', it would've changed nothing to your statement."
"Uhm, I-I'm sorry...!"
Not sure again if her problem was stereotyping her, or the female gender in general, Law asked, "does it count as sexist too, to find it special when a girl has a hobby that's dominated by the opposite gender?"
Quinn's gaze shifted over to him with sunken mouth corners as he made her feel wrong or uncertain again. "Y-yeah...!"
"Don't tell us you're a feminist," Shachi joked.
"I'm not a feminist...! I just don't like stereotyping!" she claimed. "And even if, there's nothing reprehensible about being one." Her lips pursed with blown cheeks huffed like a child. "However, when you meet him, you'll all see how stupid your assumptions were."
Judy wriggled with her brows. "So, introducing him to your friends means something serious is going on?"
Shyly, the blonde pushed the tips of her index finger together. "Well, I dunno... serious... we're just started dating... tehe."
"Don't worry, you can always say 'no' if he approaches you," Penguin told to comfort her from the nervosity.
"Yeah..." Quinn felt hard to agree with him completely as she knew she was a person that did hard in saying 'no' when it came to someone she liked.
"Sleeping with him will be basically like your second 'first time'," Judy said.
Surprise came from all three guys as they looked in different ways inquiring at her.
Quinn leaned back on her arms, smiling wryly into space as she thought about her ex-boyfriend. "Yeah, my first time was... well..., and everything after was... well..."
"Ah, you don't have to tell us!" Penguin stopped her.
His mate agreed. "Yeah, this is still private stuff that has nothing to do with us!"
"Ah, no, it's okay..." It was not like she wanted to go in details with her telling, so she didn't mind letting her friends know (and Law). Flippantly, she started off, "I got together with my ex when I turned 20, and well, I was totally in love blah blah because he was so nice and lovely to me. He was virgin as well and behaved like a pubescent teenage boy, who watched too much porn. And yeah, me as someone who had no clue about all the stuff, not that I do really know much now, but uhm yeah, uhh, thought he's doing right. And well, we slept together after a month, he had some weird fetishes, and he was bad, it hurt and... I dunno, I hated it, blah blah but I did for him." She paused. "Yo, because I thought he loves me."
"No Quinn, don't cry...!" Shachi said somewhat panicky as they saw her eyes were getting wet slowly
"In the end, it was just all about his fantasies, and I was an idiot and fall for that," she told and wiped off a tear with a laugh, ridiculing herself and the situation.
Judy hugged her. "I should've cut off his penis back then."
"That was really a damn bastard..." Penguin said compassionately.
Law was not surprised anymore that she was uncomfortable when it came to sex. She seemed to be sort of traumatized due to what had happened to her with her ex-boyfriend; even for him, it sounded like some disgusting pervert jackass with no common sense and any respect towards women. And the more he thought about it, the more he found himself curious, made him ask, "what have you done then?"
Quinn looked at him while she was still hugging Judy back. "Hm?"
"How did you break up with him?"
"Well... I didn't, Judy did hehe..."
"Judy?" Shachi repeated, wondering how that had worked.
"Yeah, I had no guts talking to him and was still somehow convinced that he 'loves' me. Without Judy, I would've endured it longer, since after I've told her, she walked up to him and give it to him straight."
"He even had videos of her during sex and when she was sleeping, and I had to made him deleting it all," the brunette told with a brow rose, feeling her contempt by the thought. "Disgusting douche bag."
Quinn laughed a bit. "Well, actually, you went into his dorm room and destroyed his hard drive."
"Oh yeah, that was it," she responded, almost forgot it herself, causing laughter.
Squeezing Judy, the blonde pressed her cheek against hers with a broad smile. "And that's how we became best friends!"
"Hey, you're rubbing off my makeup."
"Oops, hehe."
Maybe that was the reason why she didn't like stereotyping? Because her ex-boyfriend had treated her like an object, breaking her trust in men? But what was this Sabo-guy having that made her fall for him instantly with such trust? Law was once again annoyed when he caught himself questioning something so trivial; especially because the answer was obvious and he not dumb to not know it.
"Anyway, don't worry. You know, my first time was weird as well," Judy said and let go of Quinn, who did the same. Looking at the curious faces of Penguin and Shachi, she snickered slightly and told like some storyteller, "I was sixteen and had my first one-night-stand with a guy who had no clue at all and was just like, in-out-in-out."
"Definitely a virgin," Shachi determined.
Judy smiled as she rolled her eyes, shaking her head. "Nope. I was his fifth." Shock and entertainment expanded over the two faces and she continued, "I lay there like what-the-hell, and then he fell asleep right away on me after he came. Tried to wake him until he started to snore, so that I struggled myself out from his heavy body and left right away, half-dressed, in the middle of the night. It was deep winter.
"But he was good looking!" Quinn noted with a finger in the air.
Judy twitched a brow with lazy eyes into space and a sarcastic smile. "Yeah... looks were by the end not everything after all."
Lying on the bed, Penguin's mouth curled smoothly up and he stared ahead against the top bunk' above him. "Well, my first time was with my first girlfriend when I was seventeen. It was pretty cliched because, before, I watched a super cheesy romance, just to make it for her as beautiful as for me," he told dreamily, nostalgic about the moment. "You know, candles and rose petals..."
"Naaaaw, you're so cute Penguin!" Quinn squealed a bit again.
Judy nodded subtle with a raised brow, feeling definitely different to her friend. "That's really cheesy, almost over the top."
"Nooo! It's cute!"
The bedridden guy chuckled lightly. "She had to move away and we had been trying distance relationship, but it didn't work out. Her name was Laura Acker and she was my very first love. I still remember that she had a sister, a cat and a very strict family."
Quinn arched her lips. "Poor Penguin."
"She was pretty, I liked her!" Shachi said. "Law found her annoying."
"Why annoying?" Judy asked, but not really surprised.
"Was she too cheesy in your attendance?" Quinn joked.
But she hit the mark, so Law confirmed. "Yeah."
In tailor fashion, Shachi rested his elbow against the side of his knee, supporting his head. "Well, my first time was also with my first real girlfriend when I was eighteen. It was more funny, but good. The relationship didn't last longer than a year though; she betrayed me."
"What a bitch," Judy commented.
"Yeah, I don't wanna blame Law, but after she had seen him, she was like 'my demands in men raised, I'm sorry, I hope you understand me'. And Law's one year younger than me."
"Wait, she betrayed you with Trafalgar?!" Quinn exclaimed in shock, wanting to have it clear.
"What no! Holy shit, no! He was just her trigger for her 'real taste in men'."
Quinn looked at the doctor, who just sat there and appeared calm and disinterested. "Oh, uh, oops. I'm sorry, hehe."
Judy shook her head to that story. "Oh man, I'm so sorry for that."
"Ah, no, it's okay, that lies seven years back," Shachi told and waved it off with a smile. "She was too arrogant anyway."
"Hey, we're knowing Law for twelve years now and we have no clue about his first time," Penguin suddenly noticed and all eyes moved to the passive doctor.
"Ohhhh, right!" Shachi joined his wondrous attitude.
Quinn glared at him and over her lips washed a crooked smile. "I don't know if I even want to know that..." The imagination of Law being any different to now was impossible to her, he appeared like he had been born like he was now; full facial hair, over 6 feet tall, trained body with tattoos and a high sex drive; hence his mother must have been a giant.
"Well, your luck, Peanut," Law said and got up, checking his watch. "I have to head to work now."
They looked after him as he passed the circle to get to the entrance, Quinn saying, "what, already?"
"Yeah."
"But today's May Day!" Shachi said.
"Bank holidays don't apply with the hospital's schedule."
"Man, that sucks. You really should use your holidays already," said Penguin.
Shachi agreed and already suggested a time. "Christmas!"
"Summer!" Penguin added, hoping them to visit the beach this year together.
"Halloween!" The redhead continued, despite knowing the fact that Law didn't like that event.
"6th October!" Quinn suddenly joined their suggestions and the group looked silently at her as they hadn't expected something so specific. Feeling awkwardly stared at, she looked into the round and pulled quietly back her excitement. "What? I like birthdays."
Law was surprised that she even remembered this date, but he said nothing more but "see you," before he left.
A little disappointed, Judy said, "hm... I was really curious about his first time."
Quinn smiled with lowered lids. "Well, I'm okay with not knowing."
"Cecilia Boyle."
The heads on the floor turned to the guy on the bed.
Penguin looked back at their clueless faces. "That was her name."
"Ehh, how do you know that?" Shachi queried, his brows turned to slight bewilderment.
"He told us once, forgot it?"
"But you still remember it?"
"I don't forget names so easily."
Judy's gaze wandered a bit around, scanning the room until it held at the black device in the corner. "Can I have the laptop?"
"Uh... sure?" Confused, Shachi got up to get her the item while he didn't even really try to figure out why she needed it. His porn folders were encrypted and locked with passwords anyway as that he had to care she would find them, so he let her do her stuff.
"What else do you know about her?" Judy asked while she handled the device.
Shachi raised both his open hands on chest level, emphasizing his innocence and cluelessness. "I know nothing."
"Uh, she studied here in town with him."
Shocked about his mate having this additional information, he questioned again, "how do you know that?!"
"I don't forget important people," the guy claimed calmly as he still lay casually on the bed.
"Important?"
"Yeah, the first time's important."
Still not believing how his friend could remember that as he, himself, didn't even remember the full name of his own ex-girlfriend, the redhead snarled a little in his disbelief. "Your first time and not his!"
"I even know the name of your first time or your girlfriend in 6th grade."
Quinn sat down next to Judy and looked at her activity while she chuckled quietly at the two. "Penguin's so cute."
Hearing that, Shachi turned around quite confused about her serenity. "What the hell, am I the only that thinks it's weird?!"
"No, don't worry, me too," Judy answered halfhearted in tone as her focus was still on the work she was doing on his laptop.
Interested what she was actually doing, Shachi moved over to their guests and squatted down next to the brunette to have a look on the screen as well. "What are you doing there anyway? You don't really hope to find her through social media, do you?"
"Don't be silly," she replied with a slight ridiculing tone. "Here; in this town are only 4 people with the name Cecilia Boyle, who had studied at the same university."
Penguin's face rushed to the trio with big eyes as he was the shocked now. "How did you do that?!"
"It's basically my job," she responded simply.
Smiling, Quinn looked at him and explained, "Judy's like a paid stalker. Digging in public records via a secret coded website of her company."
Shachi eyed the list of four names and locations, looking uncertain to the brunette. "Is it legal to make use of it out of work?"
She smoothly winked at him and moved her eyes back on screen, turning his cheeks rosy as about how much more attractive he found her all of a sudden.
"So, you wanna go and stalk them?" Quinn asked.
Judy looked at her. "Well, we got their addresses."
Excited, Quinn hopped a little up and down on her legs as they were folded over each. "Ohh, so we're gonna ask them in person?!"
"Sure," Judy answered simply.
"Oh Oh! Can we then stand in front of them and hold out a photograph of Trafalgar and be like:" Quinn stretched out her arm and pretended to hold a picture, lowering her voice to that of a strict police officer doing interrogations. "Have you seen that man before?"
"Sure."
"Oh! Oh! Better! A super bad drawing of him! Their eyes will turn 'what the fuck?' when they see that!"
"Sure."
Shachi's face moved to Penguin, whose eyes just shared the same thought as him. Women were sometimes weird when it came to gossip.
It were only the three that stood in front of a small Bungalow since Penguin couldn't leave the bed without complaints. They were eyeing the little door up and down as they really had made the effort to search for the location of the person on the top of the list. Finding out about Law's first time was surely a fun activity to do on a beautiful day off in town. According to his friends, Law actually had no secret about his bed stories, so they guaranteed that he wouldn't get upset if they investigated a little on their own after he had disappeared right when everyone had told about their first time.
"Okay, l bet each of you ten bucks, she's brunette, aaaand... a forensic doctor," Quinn said, standing in the middle of the two.
With lightly folded arms, Judy bet, "blonde, out of shape and unemployed."
Their heads turned to Shachi and he returned a short look, understanding slowly that they expected him to play along. Staring back at the door as he realized their anticipation, he spoke out the first thing he came up with, "uhh... well, lovely single girl that still studies."
"Still? I thought she studied with Trafalgar and probably finished together?" Judy asked.
"Ah, no, Law had finished his master with 19."
"WHAT?!" Both girls exclaimed out with giant eyes, Jaw-slacking.
"Yeah, he's really good in his field."
Finding his word choice underrated, Quinn grabbed his collar and shook him awake. "He's a genius in his field!"
Judy looked at her friend. "Wait, didn't you skip something too?"
"Yeah, FIRST grade, FIRST," Quinn remarked loud and slow as she turned her face over her shoulder to look at her. "Then when you do NOTHING. Please, this is super embarrassing to compare me with that brain!"
She laughed a little and lift a hand briefly to her plain apology. "Oh, I'm sorry."
Shachi scratched his cheek, feeling a little intimidated by her furor as she was still gripping his collar strongly. "Yeah, Law's kinda special."
"Hooooly, how did he do that?!" Quinn inquired and looked back at the redhead, pulling his face closer to her. "Did he skip school years or uni semesters?"
"Uhm, well... Law had been educated in medicine before I even know him, and he visited uni-seminars during secondary school and high school, and wrote his bachelor thesis while he was finishing his final school year. And then finished his master thesis in one year."
"He, is, a, freaking, genius," said she slow and distinctly, still not believing what Law had accomplished.
Her eyes had grown, looking almost scary and threatening for Shachi. "Y-yeah...!"
"Oh, my, god." Quinn let go of him and shook her head to digest the information with a sigh. "And I wondered how doctors could be so young."
Getting slowly tired of her awe, Judy said, "it's okay Quinn, we know he's sexy."
She turned her head to her friend, her face still in dull disbelief. "He, is, a, freaking, genius."
"Quinn..."
"Oh, uhm, I'm sorry..."
"Geez Quinn."
"Who had thought that Dr. Trafalgar is actually Dr. Genius," she mumbled and looked back to the door.
"Quinn," Judy repeated annoyed.
"I-I'm sorry!"
The group then took a deep breath and stepped closer to the door, ringing the little bell with the label 'Boyle'. They looked at it quietly and turned anxious by every second it took for the person to answer.
The clicking of the key unlocking the door sounded, turning their hearts into slow tension as each of them mumbled their wager, Quinn with two crossed fingers on shoulder level. A small gap opened while the door chain on the inside stopped it from getting any wider. At them glared an old lady in her 70's, asking with a quiet voice, "hello, how can I help?"
The group smiled friendly about the unexpected person, one saying, "ah, hello, how are you, madame? We're looking for Cecilia Boyle."
The old lady's eyes shifted from one to another, scanning the trio suspiciously. "Why?"
"Uhm, we just have a few questions regarding a person, nothing to worry about," Quinn said, trying to comfort her mind.
"Cecilia Boyle?" said the old lady with scratchy voice. "That's me."
The group smiled widely at her, feeling the awkwardness between them as it was anything but what they were looking for. Glancing on her white curly hair, Quinn asked though, while her smile stayed without an eye blink, "you don't used to be brunette and a forensic?"
...
After they had failed at the first address, the group stood in front of an old and rustic apartment door, Quinn turning to her friends as she knocked. "Door numero dos."
She backed off slowly as someone unlocked it, opening it in a jerk. A tall and extremely wide and muscular man stood in front of them, wearing a tight shirt in which the three probably fitted together. He eyed the bunch with a grim face like he was going to punch them any moment, before he stopped at the two girls, eyeing them better. Quinn and Judy stepped back without breaking eye contact with the big guy and shifted Shachi to the front to talk to him.
Staggering forwards while the man's appearance warned him, Shachi pulled himself together as he felt responsible as the man within the group and made himself ridiculously taller, swallowing his nervosity. "Uh, hello...! We're looking for Cecilia Boyle..."
The muscular guy looked into Shachi's face more closely, scanning down his feet and back up. "Cecilia, huh?"
He had an extremely bad breath, making the redhead holding his' instantly while he nodded with a forced smile, full of intimidation.
The guy straightened, his eyes not leaving the smaller one. "CECILIA?!" he suddenly shouted with a volume in his deep manly voice that startled the trio right away. If he had a herd, he would be the alpha that called everyone together like that.
From the back sounded a pitched and annoyed female. "Yeah?!"
"People looking for ya!" The guy shouted, reflecting her annoyance.
"Is this my lawyer?!"
"GO CHECK YOURSELF!" He snarled and then muttered, "bitch."
The group pulled up their mouth corners with all their strength, trying to stay friendly as much as they could as he glanced back at them with his harsh and unfriendly face. His eyes wandered back to the two girls behind Shachi and Quinn pulled at the back of Judy's shirt, signalizing her discomfort. "Blonde and brunette, huh?" said he and the two cringed.
He looked at Shachi. "Ya chicks?"
"M-m-m-m-m-my friends...!"
He licked over his yellow teeth, clenching his jaw. "Just friends?"
"Y-y-y-yes...!" Shachi answered extremely nervous, nodding frantically.
The guy looked back at the two and winked at them.
CRINGE.
"You two are hot," he said and winked with the other eye.
CRINGE.
"Wanna come in with me?"
They poked into the redhead's back, requesting him to do something against that awful guy. Feeling it, he extended his gummy smile. "Those two are lesbians...!"
WHAT?!
Suddenly, the guy's lips curled a little up as naughty thoughts rushed through his minds, his gaze undressing the two disgusted girls, both poking harder into Shachi's back but rather as punishment than ask for help. He tried to keep straight, enduring the annoying pain he deserved.
"Yeah?" said a female behind the guy at the door, a little shorter than Quinn. She had a messy bun, made of her red dyed hair that looked outwashed more like colored in period blood. Her tan was strong, but fake, with too much clumpy mascara around her eyes while she stood in front of them with a low cut top, such as low waisted jeans, her little belly hung out the gap between both fabrics. Tapping the big guy with the back of her hand on his shoulder, he disappeared inside, having his last look on the two girls and made them cringe one more. The woman, however, stared back to the trio, eyeing them. "You're not my lawyer."
Quinn stepped confidentially forward again. "LAW is a good beginning! Have you seen that man before?" said she and held out a painting of him. It was quite cartoonish, but his sideburns, goatee, piercings, such as his dark circles and party-pooping face was still recognizable in every depiction.
"Hm..." The woman eyed the drawing briefly, chewing her bubble gum slow and loud. "Why?"
"We're just looking for him! Nothing to worry about!"
"Okay?" She looked back at the drawing. "Hm... yeah, I know him."
"Out of shape, I still get 20 bucks right?" Judy whispered discreetly to the side while her face stayed to the front.
Not sure yet if she was Law's first time, thus not willing to pay her anything, Quinn asked, "ouh, okay, you know him? From where exactly?"
"Five bucks and I tell you."
The group looked at her perplexed, Quinn blinking a few times with a dull smile. "Excuse us?"
"Money," the woman said like she had to explain it again for idiots.
The three of them looked at each other, saying no word, but it was enough to understand that they all had the same question. 'Worth five bucks?' As those nodded to their approval, Quinn pulled a note out of her jeans, reaching her the money, displeased. "Well, here you go..."
She took it and stuffed the money in the back of her trousers. "This guy, I know him from a long time ago."
"20 bucks," Judy repeated quietly as the direction was a good one.
The woman distorted her face into rather unhappy looking memories. "Trafalgar, or what was his name?"
"Y-yeah, right!" Quinn nodded hectically.
"Hate this guy!"
"Oh, okay?" Judy said, smiling only with her lips.
"Yeah, he ruined everything!" The woman said, pinching the bridge of her nose. "When you see him, give him that from me." She showed them her middle finger.
Judy raised a brow. "Was your first time that bad?"
"Yeah, super, I said, never again! The way he looked at me, talked to me, touched me, urgh!"
"Ouhhh, can you please tell us more?" Shachi asked, not hiding his curiosity, just to make sure to hear how bad his playboy friend had been.
The woman looked at her and stretched out her hand with her palm to the top again. "Five bucks."
Looking down at her hand, Quinn smiled wryly. "Guys, I think I'm good here."
"No, I wanna know!" Shachi said.
"Then pay."
He pulled out his purse from the inner of his jacket, reaching out for five bucks as well. "Here Miss."
She took it and folded the money slowly. "Trafalgar was... well... the worst and unfriendliest, most insensitive, bluntest, coldest, most respectless, ugliest, most stupid, stinkiest..."
Their eyes grew by all those adjectives and those that followed, and they automatically imagined the worst sex their minds could create, worse than their own worst time.
"...Doctor I have ever visited."
What?
They paused with sarcastic smiles before a quiet "doctor, huh?" squeezed out their lips.
"Yeah, five bucks and I tell more."
...
"I can't believe we've lost ten bucks to that woman," Quinn said on the bench at the bus station while her head leaned against Shachi's shoulder as he sat next to her.
He had his head on hers, saying, "I can't believe we actually believed she had studied with him."
Judy was standing next to them, checking on the left info she had jotted on her phone. "So, two addresses left. Maybe she's not in town anymore. We should use a photograph of him since he could look different to when he was younger."
"Ah, back then he hadn't had his goatee and only one piercing on each lobe," said Shachi and pulled out his phone. "Wait, maybe I have an old photo of him on my cell."
Finding in his online storage indeed one from the night they had celebrated his finished Master, he held the screen towards the two and they glanced down on it, both squealing as they saw the doctor's younger and shaved face. His expression was the same average emotionless 'I-don't-give-a-fuck' one though but appeared much more harmless than it did today.
"Alright, with that, she'll definitely recognize him." Quinn jumped up. "Hit or miss."
...
The next place was another building in simple baroque style. The main hall was designed like a comfortable middle-class hotel, each doorbell was sprayed gold, such as the apartment number, while the floor was a cream colored carpet and the walls white. It was one of those buildings that were expensive even the amount of square meters were minimal.
"What if you step on crap and have to get inside this building?" Quinn wondered as they walked through the halls. Not that she didn't find the light carpet pretty, but somewhat unpractical.
"Hm, the chances to find her here look higher," Shachi said, eyeing each door they were passing.
They stopped in front of apartment number 34, looking down on the doormat. It was plain black with thin gold linings on each side that was stitched with high quality.
Quinn rang the doorbell and the three of them waited with the, so far, highest curiosity for the person that was going to answer. As long as someone was home. But it took no long and the white door shifted open as a young tall woman stood behind, her appearance notably different from their previous attempt. She had a black bob haircut, green eyes and a petite straight nose with perfectly symmetrical features. Clothed was she in a white blouse with pineapple prints and a discreet cleavage, not too low to see something but to tease. She leaned with a cigar against the doorframe, having either extremely long legs underneath that wide black business pants that only showed the tips of her shoes or high heels.
Taken for a moment by her sensual appearance, Quinn greeted her awkwardly after a big swallow. "Uhm hello! We're looking for Cecilia Boyle."
"In front of you," said she with a light husky voice.
Quinn was never the fan of smoking, especially not inside a building, but in case of this woman it just suited and she could claim she was the sexiest woman she had ever seen only by her radiance. Not perfect, but wow. "Lady, you are very sexy," Quinn voiced her thought aloud, exhaling with widened pupils.
"Quinn," Judy said to remind her what their attendance was supposed to be.
Returning from her astonishment, Shachi showed the picture of Law as she asked, "uh, you, uhh, have you seen this man before?"
She looked at it and back at the trio. "Yeah, I have. Why?"
"We're from the company Shachi Genetics!" the redhead claimed with a friendly smile as the first thing that had come up to his mind, folding both his hands, palm on palm. "For security and health reasons, we're investigating about his history, including sexual history...!"
Quinn laughed and joined his act, though it was somewhat awkward. "Yeah, right, Shachi Genetics, that's us. Not to confuse with Penguin Genetics."
"Sexual history? And why do you need that information?" The woman asked and took a drag off her cigarette.
"Private reasons, nothing he or you have to worry about," Shachi said.
Quinn nodded. "Our work's just really accurate."
Though her expression was flat and unimpressed, showing not much, the skepticism was there. She exhaled out the smoke, mumbling, "I see..."
Taking out a little notepad and a pen randomly, the blonde looked at her with a friendly smile that supposed to look casual but was rather obtrusive. "So, we heard you'd slept with him once?"
"Yes, I did," she replied and her eyes glanced a little down on the moving pen as Quinn started pretending to jot down important information.
The other two shared eye contact, approving their same shocked thought that they probably had found the person they were looking for. The chances were 50-50 though since Law had slept with a number of good-looking women in this town.
"May you share some more detailed info about it with us?"
The woman raised a brow. "More detailed?"
Realizing her bad word choice, Quinn shook her head frantically. "Uhh, not that much detailed...! I mean, no! Not detailed at all, the detailed was regarding something different...!"
"I don't mind details," Judy said.
"No details!" Quinn mentioned again.
Drawing one more on her cigarette, she grabbed a glass ashtray in crystal look (or it was real) from a dresser that stood directly to her right in her apartment. She exhaled the smoke and stub out her cigarette, putting it aside. "Are you something like his friends and wanna know about his first time etc?"
Stucking a moment for words, Quinn took a deep breath from her awe. "You are sexy AND smart, lady...!" she said, completely taken by her.
"I met Trafalgar during my studies. He was quite young but has an interesting charm and aura. Also pretty tall and handsome, despite that I actually didn't like younger guys."
Confused, Shachi narrowed his brows a little. "Uh wait, how old are you?"
"Oh sweety, don't you know that it's not appropriate to ask a woman for her age?"
He blushed by the realization of his goof. "Oh! I'm sorry!"
"I'm 30."
30...! The trio thought, shocked that she was five years older than Law. Quinn had already wondered why she appeared so mature despite her young appearance. She was the type you would assume to be in her mid to end twenties, but would also believe when she turned out to be older.
Thinking back about those days, she smirked a little amused. "I remember when he told me, he was a virgin; and how his body reacted when he saw a naked woman for the first time alive."
Quinn shook her head lightly. "No details please..."
Judy nodded lightly. "Details please."
"He had a great body, well-hung, there was nothing to complain."
"NO details."
"Details."
Cecilia chuckled under her breath, rolling her eyes quite ridiculing about the past facts. "But you have seen quick he was a nerdy virgin."
"A nerdy virgin?" the brunette wondered.
"The way he touched me was like the way he touched a dead body. Not really a turn on."
Remaining quiet for a moment, the three glared at her and soaked the information before they started to suppress their giggles.
"Yeah, I laughed about it too when he was gone," she told and sighed to showcase her disappointment and thought of waste. "And, I don't know, it was pretty bad, and he came way too fast. We never really talked again after that, though he wanted to sleep with me again."
Judy tried to tame her amusement and smiled at Cecilia with expectation to tell more. "Oh, he did?"
"Yeah, I almost had compassion with this kiddo, but then I thought: better not. That was not a man, just an inexperienced kid."
"Interesting," Shachi said.
"Very," Judy agreed.
"This makes him so human," Quinn added. Staying silent for a moment, staring at each other, she lifted the notepad again. "Anyway, thank you, lady! That's it! We're gonna put that to our register, and-"
"Quinn, she knows about our bad lie, you forgot?"
"Oh, oops, okay."
"If you see him, give him my regards," the woman told casual, waving at them lightly as the group slowly drew off.
"Alright, we'll do, thank you!" Shachi said, waving back.
Walking off, Quinn stopped halfway as she had an additional thought. "Oh oh wait! One more question!" She turned to her and smiled weirdly as she asked, "...what's your profession?"
"Forensic doctor."
Standing a little ahead from the other two, one eye rolling, one sighing, Quinn grinned in joy and lifted both her fists. "Ca-ching, 20 bucks!"
Cecilia Boyle, Law almost had forgotten that name, but he remembered exactly what his first time was like, and also how that woman he lost his virginity to had looked. She was beautiful with her long black hair and green eyes back then, she was the first woman he could remember that had made him feel any real attraction towards the female gender. Her body was not certainly the stereotypical idealized hourglass, she was rather petite, but it was her elegance that had drawn him to her back then. He had no clue how she felt about the sex they had in her dorm, but he had felt good. She hadn't been his 'crush' to that time but was the nearest to one. That she rejected him because he had been a noob was almost logical, it was quite weird to hear that from the others instead of getting it by himself. And it was weird that Penguin remembered that name... but anyway.
Law stood up from a king size bed, shifting the blanket with black silk cover away from his nude body. Getting into his clothes slowly while the moonlight shone through the curtainless window, Cecilia woke up behind him. "When I told your friends to give my regards, I didn't expect you to come over."
"I'm sorry for surprising you," Law replied casually, buttoning up his shirt.
"Ah no no, that was a good surprise," she said and supported her head on her hand as she lay on her side, watching his back. "A very good surprise."
Law stood up as he was completely dressed and grabbed his purse and cellphone, putting it into his pants.
"You became even more handsome Trafalgar," she said and couldn't move her eyes from him, enjoyed it to see him shifting his sleeves up, displaying the black ink, which he hadn't had before, on his olive skin. "As I said, your tattoos suit your body perfectly." Law walked to the entrance door, leaving her alone in her bed. "Are you leaving already?"
"Yeah, my last bus is coming."
She grabbed the blanket and held it in front of her nude body, getting up. "Ah, wait, will we see each other again? You can call me for a next time."
A next time? Law turned the knob and opened the door.
It was only a mischievous smirk he gave her before he disappeared from her place quietly, letting her know that there was no next time.
A/N: Phew, that was my longest chapter so far, dunno, they happen to get longer and longer lol. I think beside Quinn/Law interactions, I enjoy writing group interactions the most :D
Anyway, thank you for your answers to my previous question :) Just saying that I won't speed up anything and keep the pace as planned until we all grow old lol.
Mei - I'm split regarding that. I don't mind when stories end after the characters got together, but I also like reading about their relationship development in future. For this story, however, I only can say for now that it's gonna be long hehe. Thanks for your review as always~!
Apple Bloom - Oh, I hope I didn't disappoint you haha
