Chapter 4

Little arrangement between enemies

Killer let the crew scatter among the alleys of the small village. The inhabitants were for the most part holed up in their homes. Between the rebels who came to take their ore and a Warlord hunting, the blond thought they were right to hide.

For his part, he had decided to visit the surroundings. Trafalgar Law didn't seem to him like the kind of man to socialize with inhabitants or even to drink to celebrate his victory over the raiders. On the contrary, Killer was willing to bet he would return to his submarine as soon as possible. The problem was that it was precisely a submarine. Untraceable at first sight since well-hidden under the ocean.

The Warlord was one of the smartest pirates he knew and Killer was unsure of what to do next. At the slightest misstep, he would lose. That's why he had strictly forbidden his crewmates to attempt to approach him alone. Even if they were all together, he knew they wouldn't have a chance. Only Kid could maybe stand up to him.

Several firebases were flooding the surrounding countryside under the smoke and Killer climbed uphill to stop a little higher, concealed by a large tree trunk. From this place, he was overlooking a large part of the beach and it was logical to think that Trafalgar would have to go through there to get back down to his submarine. He must surely have already got rid of his opponents and he wouldn't linger any longer.

The crew's first mate didn't have to wait long. He soon heard quiet footsteps moving forward on the path and he instantly recognized the Warlord's silhouette, nodachi on his shoulder and long coat hanging loose in the wind.

Behind his huge tree, Killer let him pass without making a move, as silent as a shadow. When the man branched off to walk towards the beach, he took out his mini–Den Den Mushi from his pocket.

"I got him in sight, Kid. I'll bring him to you."

Without waiting for the answer, he entered the path in pursuit of his target. He had decided to let the surgeon advance as much as possible towards the beach and to intercept him just before he realizes the Kidds Pirates' ship had docked a little away. The less way he would have to go in his company, the more he had a chance of success.

Law glanced behind his shoulder, suspicious. He had the impression of being followed but he couldn't distinguish anything except gray houses and sky darkened by the thick smoke of the fires he had set. He didn't worry about being attacked by the pirates he had just beaten down. They hadn't caused him the slightest effort and he had cut their bodies into several parts before placing the pieces in different places so that the Marine has time to find them without them being able to escape.

The doctor resumed his walk in the direction of his small boat he had hidden under the branches on the beach. As he was about to enter the sand, a sharp weapon suddenly pressed on his shoulder blades and he froze.

"Keep moving, Trafalgar."

In a flash, Law understood what was happening to him. He stiffened and tightened his grip on his nodachi without moving.

"What's going on, Killer-ya?"

With a smirk, Law felt the edge of the Kidds Pirates first mate's scythe dig a little deeper into his back. Despite his confident look, he was on his guard. Killer was almost as formidable as his captain. He had less strength but his quick wit was more dangerous. Proof was he didn't try to disarm him, knowing in advance it was useless.

"My captain wants to see you so don't be difficult and move" he just answered.

"Your captain…"

Killer nodded and the Warlord frowned.

"What does this dear Eustass-ya want from me?"

The blond shrugged.

"I didn't quite catch that. Something about revenge and carrier?"

Law nodded.

"I see. It doesn't surprise me he didn't tell you about our little secret…"

"I don't give a fuck about your problems" he cut him short. "If he wants to see you, I'll take you to see him, that's all."

"That is dedication."

The scythe on his back grew more pressing and Law decided to move forward. By the time he creates a room to disarm him, the blond could seriously injure him and he had no interest in being disadvantaged in front of Eustass Kid.

They walked for a few moments in silence and the Warlord went himself towards the enemy's ship as soon as he recognized it. They went up the gangway and as they were going through the alleyway Law turned to the man behind him.

"Tell me, is he angry?"

"Rarely seen that much" the other confirmed.

Law smiled confidently and twirled his nodachi on his shoulder.

"Should be interesting…"

The doctor was taken to the captain's cabin and the open door indicated him he was expected. Finding Kid sprawled in his chair with a drink in hand and an evil smile on his face confirmed it.

"You can leave us, Killer."

His demonic smile almost worried his first mate. Given the Supernova's state and the Warlord's attitude, there would inevitably be blood on the walls in a few moments. Finally, he turned on his heel and closed the door behind him. He trusted his captain.

"Trafalgar."

"Eustass-ya."

The two captains sized each other up, the same spark of confidence deep in their eyes.

"I'm not offering you a drink this time" Kid said, standing up.

"Too bad. You were much more welcoming before."

"And you fucked with me. So don't count on me to do that again."

Law shook his head, amused.

"It had nothing to do with it. Offering me a drink was a simple act of civility that had no influence on the subsequent course of events."

Kid smashed the one he had in his hand and the amber liquid of the whisky spread down his fingers to the floor.

"You know, Trafalgar, if there's one thing I don't like it's being used…"

The red-haired captain coldly stared at the unblinking face.

"… and that someone dare using me as if I were just anybody."

"Is it my fault you're so naïve, Eustass-ya?" the Warlord retorted with a smile.

"I'm far from naïve, you fucking asshole" the Supernova replied dangerously. "You, on the other hand, you are if you thought for even a second you'd make it out alive today."

With these words, Kid drew a gun at his waist and fired a bullet which hit the doctor in the right side. Astounded, Law didn't have time to protect himself and he gasped when the projectile cut his flesh. He put his hand to his stomach where the blood was already flowing and tried to catch his breath, in shock.

"Just like I told you before, the old-fashioned way is often the best, Trafalgar" his rival explained arrogantly.

"What the…"

"You can always try to operate yourself" he sneered, seeing him fall to his knees as his nodachi was slipping away. "It's seastone."

"Sea… stone?" Law stammered.

The surgeon understood better his immediate weakness which should have kicked in much more gradually. Oh, the pervert motherfucker. Trafalgar gritted his teeth. This idiot had purely and simply shot him! The act was so mundane he wasn't suspicious at all, convinced that Kid would use his devil fruit.

"Room. Scan."

Law spotted a dagger stuck above his head in the ceiling and exchanged it for shards of glass by his side before picking it up. With a firm hand, he got ready to extract the bullet at all costs. He knew he could never fight with seastone in his stomach.

"Oh, you really gonna try?" the other captain asked. "I don't wanna miss that."

He sank back into his armchair to better watch the show and grabbed his bottle, a sick smile on his lips.

The surgeon forced himself to keep his room around him. He couldn't totally sterilize his space but his level of control allowed him to purify it to the maximum. His legs were no longer carrying him and he gave up getting up. He got rid of his coat, pulled up his sweatshirt and his tee-shirt which he stuck between his teeth and firmly pushed the blade in at the level of his wound.

In the midst of a flash of pain, he felt the point of the dagger hit its target after a few seconds of fumbling. Seastone didn't go as deeply as an ordinary bullet in the skin and at the cost of deep breaths to make the suffering ebb, the small projectile soon rolled to the floor.

Immediately, he noted with relief that no organ had been hit because he got back some energy. Still, his wound was twisting his guts and his jaw was throbbing from clenching his teeth so hard around his clothes to keep him from screaming.

With watery eyes, Law stretched out his room further until he spotted pads and disinfectant in the adjoining bathroom. His blood-covered hands were shaking but he teleported it to him against the dagger.

"Not bad."

The doctor glared. The other captain was staring at him, broadly smiling and looking particularly satisfied. Exhausted, Law made his room disappear. He emptied the bottle of disinfectant on his wound and clenched his teeth again with all his might as the liquid burned his flesh. He then leaned against the wall, his face dripping with sweat, and took his cap off to wipe his forehead before rushing to cover his wound to protect it.

Little by little, he was coming to his senses when Kid pulled out his gun again.

"Shall we do it again?" he asked with a flirtatious smile.

"Room. Tact."

The heavy wardrobe lifted into the air and Kid frowned as he followed it with his eyes.

"What the fuck are you doing…"

The cabinet suddenly fell on him and he barely had time to shift. The wardrobe exploded into several dozen sharp pieces of wood and its contents sprawled out on the floor. Kid loudly sighed and returned his gaze to the doctor who had stood up, leaning on his nodachi.

"Don't mess with my things I just washed them" he growled.

"I wanted to see the color of your underpants" Law said with a tight smile as he was hooking one onto his gigantic sword.

"Pervert even in the midst of mortal combat" the red-haired captain noted, advancing towards him with a confident step. "You're one hell of a guy, Trafalgar..."

The other captain smirked before completely straightening. His injury was still throbbing but it wasn't enough to weaken him once and for all. And he fully intended to reply.

"Room. Shambles."

Kid's guns were sliced and fell to the floor with a dull thud.

"Now it's a fair fight, Eustass-ya."

"Sounds good" his rival agreed with a smile mirroring the one of Law. "Repel!"

The force of his attack zeroed in the doctor's nodachi was such that its owner couldn't hold it back. It tore itself from his hands and Kid let it fall to the other end of the room. With a smirk, he moved closer before feeling a fist crash into his jaw. Caught off guard and with the force of the impact, he couldn't help but stumble back, stunned.

"What the…"

Kid spat out the blood that was piling up in his mouth, perfectly furious. He glared at the surgeon who was looking at him with contempt.

"This is for the sea stone" Law hissed, massaging his sore hand.

"You had it coming, Trafalgar" Kid grumbled back.

"I used you, Eustass, I didn't try to kill you!" he reminded him.

"Trying to con me is taking the risk of dying" his rival darkly went on.

Law rolled his eyes.

"Don't you know that the punishment should fit the crime?"

"What, is that too much for you, Trafalgar?" Kid sneered. "You wanna take a break?"

"Room. Tact."

The desk of the red-haired captain rose in turn before trying to crash into its owner. This time, a fragment hit him and made a rather large slash along his left arm. Blood immediately spurted out onto his white skin and Kid took off his coat to gaze at the tear. He put some pressure with his other hand and looked up at his rival, going wild.

"Repel!"

Kid removed another dagger stuck in the ceiling and rushed it towards the doctor who had no time to parry the blow. The blade brutally slashed his chest for several centimeters, tearing his clothes in the process. Law hissed in pain and tore his sweatshirt and tee-shirt a little more to assess the damage.

In front of him, the red-haired captain was smirking seeing the surgeon's outraged expression. He then noticed the tattoos were staining with red on the tanned skin of his opponent's chest between the shreds of his clothes. He could tell the wound wasn't too deep given how little blood was escaping it, but there was definitely something appealing about the blazing gaze that was directed back at him. Without realizing it, he ran his tongue over his lips.

"Holy shit, Trafalgar. When you lie in a pool of your own blood, you're fucking hot."

The Warlord raised a surprised eyebrow before giving him a mocking smile.

"I knew red was your color."

Kid just smugly moved closer again, indifferent to his remark.

"And this time, I really was talking about your hair" the doctor then added.

At these words, his rival stopped short before clenching his teeth.

"I'm gonna finish you off with a fucking hammer, Trafalgar" he growled.

"See, as far as I'm concerned, it's your threats that are turning me on."

Kid felt a shudder rise up his spine in front of his enemy's gaze full of distrust and desire. His anger seemed to dry up to the rhythm of his own desire appearing a little too visibly under his pants.

He cracked his neck and took the last steps between them before taking hold of the surgeon's body by the shoulder. He violently tore off the last shreds of the sweatshirt and tee-shirt before stroking his bandaged wound with his fingertips with an appreciative smile. As the Warlord didn't move and stared at him without blinking, he soon sent him crashing into the bed.

Despite the burn to his right side, Law didn't want to struggle and he just stood up slightly on his forearms, back to the mattress. His rival's obvious appetite had aroused his own lust and he smirked when he saw the other captain lay down above him, towering him to his full height.

"What about your revenge, Eustass-ya?" he pointed out.

"All in good time" Kid growled in response while he was abruptly unbuckling the surgeon's belt.

Law suppressed his discomfort when he had to contract his abdominal muscles to slide his clothes off his legs but it was quickly replaced by a sigh of contentment when he felt his rival's tongue lick the wound on his chest.

"Tell me, what do you like better?" he asked after a few moments, breathing heavily and his eyes on fire. "My blood or my tattoos?"

"If the ink could have been your blood, I think you'd never leave this bed…"

Law chuckled before straightening up again and fixing his playful gray gaze on the one of the other pirate.

"Let's see if the great Eustass 'Captain' Kid is that strong he claims he is… Room. Tact."

At these words, the bed lifted off the floor and slowly climbed up to the top of the cabin. Puzzled, Kid looked questioningly at him and the surgeon smiled provocatively.

"Hang on, Eustass-ya."

The bed abruptly turned around, its feet hitting the ceiling and tearing part of the wood in the process. Pulled down to the ground, Kid nearly crashed before pulling himself together in a flash.

"Repel!"

With his left hand, he grabbed the dagger left on the floor and violently stuck it not far from the surgeon's head to grab hold of it while his metal arm was crashing into the mattress to hold him on the other side. Kid then stared at his rival who had no trouble keeping himself onto the overturned bed.

"I got absolute power in my room, Eustass-ya" Law explained, running his tongue over his lips in a seductive manner. "Up to… gravity."

Suddenly, Kid felt wrapped in a force that allowed him to release the pressure of his arms. It was as if he had returned to the ground and could easily believed the ceiling had become the floor if the rest of his furniture didn't remind him of reality.

"I bet you've never done it in this position" Law whispered in his ear with a calculating smile.

"Because you did?" he growled.

The doctor increased his smile.

"Who knows. But first…"

Law firmly pressed on his opponent's injured arm, which made him winced while more gushes of blood spurted.

"This is for stabbing me."

He then ran his fingers over the other captain's back and drew a bloody arabesque on his pale skin.

"You motherfucker perverted surgeon" Kid whispered hoarse, devouring him with his eyes.

Law moved his hips sensually and Kid had to bite his lip to keep from moaning. His pants had definitely become too tight and the Warlord's attitude was only increasing the inner fire he was feeling. Already at the height of impatience, he got rid of his last clothes with a sudden move and his hands firmly gripped the pelvis of his rival who playfully tied his legs around his waist. The look he was giving him strengthened his confidence: his eyes were urging him to get down to business while a flicker of defiance was still stirring in his gray eyes. The surgeon of death was definitely attractive at this point and Kid gave a low growl. He couldn't wait any longer.

He abruptly straightened up and sank inside his rival who suppressed a cry of pain. With a smirk, Kid gazed at the tense features of his face before feeling his fingernails dig hard into his arm wound. He jumped and the shooting pain snatched him a groan, noticing the surgeon was now looking at him mockingly.

Kid took a deep breath and started to move his hips. He wanted to erase this smug air from the face of the Warlord at all costs and he was only seeing one solution. Soon the moans of pain gave way to those of pleasure and their breaths became more and more panting.

Pleasure was now surging in waves. Law clung to his rival's muscular shoulders and left there the sharp marks of his fingernails. The increasingly erratic moves of the red-haired captain were conveying his impending orgasm. Likewise, despite his own injuries, Law felt nothing but adrenaline pulsing through his body, ordering him not to let the ferocious beast who didn't care about his condition above him escape.

The surgeon suddenly gasped when Kid reached his tender spot and the bed vibrated as he was biting his lips to keep from moaning. Resisting the attacks of the other captain and bringing him to his knees before him was a real part of the game they were willingly submitting to. Both knew their egos was feeding off this provocative atmosphere. The resulting attraction was just the cherry on the cake.

The bed shook more strongly and Kid straightened a bit amid their sighs. He looked questioningly at the surgeon who smiled breathlessly, his eyes half-closed.

"I'm not sure I can hold my room for very long…"

His lover shrugged and attacked again the tanned body under his with relish. The Warlord had given himself an additional obstacle when deciding to use his powers and now that pleasure was catching up with him, he was losing control. Kid smiled, satisfied, and moved his hips even more strongly into the pelvis, which was rippling at the pace he was imposing. Law arched his back in response and he groaned in contentment.

As pleasure was obscuring his brain more and more, he felt the furniture tumble down at the same time the surgeon was violently biting his collarbone in the middle of his orgasm. Kid had no time to worry, too lost in his own pleasure as Law's body was tensing around him.

"Holy shit!"

His own orgasm sent the red-haired captain in seventh heaven and he didn't really notice the bed was turning around until it violently crashed to the ground, the wooden feet exploding from the force of impact and leaving the mattress covered in debris straight on the floor.

When he regained consciousness of his surroundings amid the falling back dust, he slightly straightened up and looked around cautiously.

"Damn, you destroyed my room" he pointed out to the surgeon, who was also catching his breath.

"It was for a good cause" Law replied, pushing away the too heavy body above him.

"Next time, we don't do it here" Kid decided.

The Warlord raised his eyebrows before smiling, amused.

"This is an interesting offer…"

When Kid had completely moved, he stood up and winced as he ran his hand over his wound. His basic bandage was tinted with red again and he sighed.

"In any case, next time, sea stone will be prohibited."

Kid smirked in approval as he was stretching. They were covered in blood and sweat and he nodded towards his bathroom.

"Take a shower before you go, Trafalgar. If you get blood all over the ship, Killer's gonna make a fuss."

The surgeon grinded his teeth. He couldn't stand anyone giving him orders but he had to admit he was in a pretty bad shape. He slowly got out of the mattress, grabbed what was left of his things and walked to the bathroom where he closed the door behind him.

Killer straightened up when he saw the Warlord's shadow come down the catwalk and head for the beach. Immediately, he jumped onto the deck. He had stayed nearby in case his captain needed him and he was getting a bad feeling about seeing Trafalgar Law leave as if nothing had happened. He was absolutely convinced Kid would never have let him go without a reason and it was this idea that worried him particularly. His captain had been in such a state of rage a few hours earlier that he couldn't imagine what the surgeon had come up with that could have calmed him down.

He walked over to the cabin and knocked on the door. Kid immediately gave him permission to enter and he did. He stepped forward and stared at his captain who was coming out of the shower, a towel around his waist.

"You let him go" he simply said.

"Yeah. We found another deal."

The blond glanced at the devastated room, at his wound on his left arm and then at the multiple bite marks and scratches on his body he didn't even bother to hide. He sighed.

"You sure about this, Kid?"

His captain chuckled. He knew his first mate had understood what had happened.

"Don't worry, Killer. There are only advantages to getting laid with an enemy."

The other pirate shook his head. He wasn't sure he had the same analysis as his captain.

"I'll go get the others."

"Captain, you're here!" Bepo cried. "We've been looking all over for you!"

Part of the Hearts crew had gathered around their captain who had just entered their submarine.

"Something went wrong with the pirates?" Shachi asked.

"Not at all. I just ran into Eustass-ya" he told them.

His men froze.

"Dammit, he found us" Penguin cursed.

"It's all right. This allowed us to have some talk" his captain assured him with a smile.

He then turned to his first mate before handing him his nodachi. He unbuttoned his jacket and took it off, revealing his multiple injuries as well as the absence of other clothing on his upper body.

"Captain?" Bepo got alarmed.

"Don't worry, it's no big deal" he said, examining himself. "Head for the next island in the meantime."

"Need help?" Shachi asked him, pointing to his stomach wound.

"No, I'll take care of it. A few stitches should be enough."

"All right, Captain."

When he had moved away, Shachi hissed in amazement before winking at his friends.

"Holy shit, did you see the marks he got?! This is not only fight wounds, trust me! What about that cut, how do you think they did it?!"

"The Captain proudly put up a fight!" Bepo interpreted.

"They had some talk, yeah, right!" Penguin sneered, ignoring him.

"I can't believe it! Well, this is a good way to find out his next intentions!" his friend got enthused.

"It's still a pretty weird tactic" Jean Bart said.

Shachi poked him on the back, laughing.

"Our captain never leaves anything to chance and he loves new experiences!"

That was bloody…

I hope you're ready for next chapters.