Summary:
Luffy, Law, Kidd, Bonney, and Drake are forced to work together as a team in a suspicious National Youth Camp. What could go wrong?
Rated T because *sighs* Kidd
Chapter 1
Insane
"We're walking right into our deaths, aren't we?"
Law asks, voice raised, holding on to his seatbelt for dear life.
"'Walking'?" A pink-haired girl next to him responds, tone just as hysteric, "more like speed-running toward it!"
"WHOOHOO"
"IT'S THE RED LIGHT—"
The car abruptly stops, its tires screeching to a halt with a head-splitting sound. The car's passengers almost tumble forward as the force of motion kicks in. They don't even care about the various honks hollering from other vehicles, preferring to take this time to be grateful that they're still alive.
Because the one behind the wheel is one mad, mad man.
"You guys are fucking noisy, y'know that?" Kidd looks over his seat to see the faces of the freeloading-passengers of his car.
"Well, I'm sorry for panicking for seeing my life flashing before my eyes every couple minutes!" Bonney retorts in between breaths, opening her bag to get some food to calm her nerves. After a moment, she shoves away the idea, afraid she would have to throw it all up after this ride.
"I'm never, ever going to ride a car with you again, Eustass-ya" Law says, heart still beating out of his chest, "in fact, let me out now. I want out. Enough of this ride" he adds, trying to open the door. Unfortunately for him, it's locked.
"I want out, too" a voice, deep and low but clearly exhausted, says.
"And what are you gonna do, huh? Walk all the way to the site? Yeah right. We need to go through a painfully long highway, there ain't no way for you to do that" Kids scoffs, looking at the traffic light with slight annoyance because damn, those things take forever to change into green.
"And according to Aokiji, we can't take any form of public transportation, nor hitch a hike, remember?"
"I never pegged you to be one to remember rules, Kidd" Bonney comments, shifting in her seat and bracing herself for the continuation of the ride. Maybe if she expects a crash—which is very likely to happen—she might somehow lessen the damage.
"Nah, I'm not" Kidd grins maniacally, "just wanna say that you're all stuck with me and my one hell of driving"
"Honestly, we might literally arrive at hell at this rate" Drake mutters.
Suddenly, a laugh bursts out from the front passenger seat. They look at the direction of their friend who is busy eating from his extra large-sized lunchbox.
"You're all funny!" The person says, overly-enthusiastic and looking as though he isn't scarred for his life. "This is fun!" he adds.
"Your definition of fun definitely doesn't match ours and is clearly questionable, Mugiwara-ya" Law says, absently tugging at his seatbelt, his current life saver.
"Really?" Luffy asks, still busy munching on his food. Kidd looks at Law with a 'hear-that?' face, while Law, Bonney and Drake slump in their seat. Leaving everything up to fate at this point.
If only they didn't get into that damn detention...
Two Days Ago
Kidd opens the door with such ferocity that the hinges rattle against the wall. He walks into the room, a scowl plastered on his face, and throws his butt onto one of the wooden chairs.
He is sent to detention for breaking the gym equipment again. But really, it's not his fault that the thing was very old and fragile.
"Whoa, hey, Kizao!" A voice—Luffy of course, who else calls him that?—greets, waving at him. Kidd doesn't answer. Maybe if he ignores the kid, he'll go away.
"Hey, hey. Why are you in detention, too? Did you fight again? Did you win?"
Oh, who's Kidd kidding? This boy in the strawhat will never leave him alone much less shut up.
"None of your business" Kidd says in the most intimidating voice he can muster, but Luffy isn't bothered one bit.
"Well, I punched someone! He's an upper-classmen, and a jerk. He made fun of my friend so I punched his ugly mug!" Luffy explains, his hands motioning a fighting stance. And no one even asked him.
Kidd just grunts in response, and the strawhat kid begins talking about some other things while the red head takes a look around the room. His non-existent brows rise up when he sees a particular raven and a blond.
"Oh?" He starts "what is a straight A student and a member of the student body doing here?" He asks, standing up and walking toward said students who conveniently sit only two chairs away from each other.
The raven doesn't look up, eyes still on his open book, "none of your business, Eustass-ya" he says, deliberately mimicking Kidd's previous sentence.
A vein ticks on Kidd's forehead, but before he can resort to more violent ways, a hand slings itself over Law's shoulders .
"Torao set a teacher's hair on fire! Shishishi Isn't that awesome?" Luffy answers on Law's behalf with a cheery laugh
"I didn't say that I was the one who set Caesar's hair on fire, Mugiwara-ya" Law says, voice still calm but Kidd sees his mouth turning up into a smirk.
Law might've not confirmed that he was the one who did it. But no one else could've, really. He's the prime suspect, and from what Kidd hears, he has some kind of grudge on the chemistry professor.
Kidd almost snorts at the mental image of Caesar panicking and flailing around, trying to put the fire out before it could, well, spread to the room and explode some chemicals, killing every student within a certain radius.
"What about you, huh, Drake?" Kidd asks, turning to the student body member who's just sitting there staring at the rest of them.
Drake hesitates for a second before deciding there's no harm in answering, "I had a fight too—"
"Oh? Didn't know you had it in you"
"—in the library"
"Never mind. That's lame"
Kidd goes back to the chair he previously claimed and sits down when Jewelry Bonney walks in, looking curiously at the door that looks like it might collapse any moment before stopping in her track and grumbles.
"Great. It's you again" she says when she catches sight of Kidd's red shock of hair.
"Nice to see you too, bitch" Kidd greets back.
Bonney's eye twitches but she doesn't say anything more, sitting on a chair far from the boys and picking out great amount of food from her bag.
Luffy, being the way he is, scoots over to her.
"Hey, that looks yummy! Can I have some?"
"No, it's mine! Go away"
"Oh, come on! I'm hungry!"
"And I don't care—"
Bonney cuts her sentence when the door opens again, revealing a tall, lanky, curly haired man.
Kuzan likes teaching. He's not particularly good at it of course, but he likes the idea of leaving knowledge to the next generation. And playing lazy pranks on his students is nice, too. Young ones tend to be amusing in reacting to his actions.
So he has mostly been enjoying his job as a teacher. However, he dislikes this one particular part of it. Which is taking care of students in detention.
He sighs before opening the door, feeling all eyes suddenly on him. He doesn't mind though, and keeps striding to the front of the class, takes one chair, and sits on it, ignoring the teacher's chair on one corner of the room.
"Okay, I'm the teacher in charge of your detention today" he starts, eyeing the room and—
Kuzan mentally whistles. What a variety he has right now. Eustass and Jewelry are frequent occupants of detention (because of the former's tendency to eat and disturb the class and the latter's habit of picking fights and destroying school facilities), but the other three.. well.
The strawhat kid is known for various troubles, but it's not like he gets into detention that much. Mainly because the teachers usually find his actions amusing, and in some cases, entertaining.
But the other two, Trafalgar and Drake... Now that's rare.
Kuzan is about to decide what to do when he realizes the number of students in the room.
A brilliant idea pops up in his head.
"Well" he starts, looking at the kids one by one, "since I'm lazy to do anything right now, and I'm sure you want to quickly go home too, I'll let you guys off the hook today" he says.
The kids, except the strawhat, frowns, clearly suspicious.
"You're just letting us off like that?" Law asks.
"Yeah, yeah" Kuzan waves his hand dismissively, before taking out some papers from his blue manila file
"But you have to—"
"I fucking knew it"
"—participate in this event"
Kuzan gives the paper to the one closest to him—Drake— and gestures for the boy to pass it to the others to read.
Needless to say, the whole lot of them have their jaws hanging open.
"The fuck?"
"Language, young man. And yeah. Participate and you're off the hook. Easy"
Drake looks at him, his eyes wide in disbelief.
"You want us to participate in... This?" He asks, incredulous.
Kuzan sighs. He was hoping he didn't have to explain.
"I'm in charge of looking for students to join the program, but I haven't gotten around to ask for volunteers yet. I need five students. There are five of you. So, perfect"
"I'd rather sit through a usual detention" Bonney says, crumpling the paper in her hands.
"Sorry about that. The teacher in charge makes the rules. And that's my rule. Now, onto the event's rules—"
"Wait a freakin' minute" Kidd is still not having it.
"You want us detention students" Kidd points to the five of them, "to be the school's representatives In a national event?" He points to the paper, waving it in front of the teacher
Kuzan shrugs, seemingly not bothered by it, "why not? There's a student body member—"
"Who royally sucks at socializing"
"—and the genius of your year—"
"Whose hobby includes cutting animals open to see their innards"
"—and you all have the guts!"
Kuzan ends his sentence in a slightly more cheery note (for his standards).
Bonney rolls her eyes. Law still stares at the teacher like he's insane. Drake seems... Horrified at the the idea. While Luffy being the only one who looks excited.
"Now, let's move on to the rules..." Kuzan leans on his seat, knowing it might take longer than he wants it to, "... of this National Youth Camp".
Present Time
"In case that neanderthal skull of yours don't notice, Eustass-ya, we're way past the acceptable speed" Law says, eyeing the speedometer with apprehension. The needle keeps moving to the bigger number.
"Yeah? This baby can run even faster!"
Luffy's eyes sparkle "Really?"
"Don't tempt him, Mugiwara-ya!"
Bonney gulps "I'm starting to get nauseous, you damn prick!" She kicks the driver's seat as strong as she could, but Kidd doesn't even seem to notice "hit the fucking brakes!"
Drake looks petrified, "Nonono don't just hit the brakes. Slow down first!"
"Yeah? Who the hell do you think you are, telling me what to do, huh? You wanna be the one driving?"
"You're the one who forbid us from taking the wheel!"
"Well, it's my car—"
"EYES ON THE ROAD, EUSTASS"
Kidd lets out a string of curses as a car suddenly appears in his field of vision. Because really, it isn't his fault that he's driving like a mad, drunk man. A mad, drunk, and blind man.
He turns the wheel, ignoring his schoolmates' hysteric, high-pitched screams. His car jerks suddenly to the side, avoiding a life-threatening crash with an innocent family car.
But the car almost brushes with the roadblock instead and there's another scream (and a cheery, excited laugh). Kidd, being the professional at racing game he is, manages to avoid yet another accident with another violent jerk to the side.
Kidd relaxes on his seat after the car is in a relatively 'peaceful' pace again. He glances back at his schoolmates who are blue on the face and rolls his eyes.
"Honestly, you're all a bunch of drama queens"
Rule Number 1: No guardian is to accompany the students to and from the site
They have safely (it's debatable, really) arrived at the camping site, and are currently scrambling out of Kidd's car with the speed of someone in dire need of a toilet.
Law curses under his breath, regretting not asking for a car or at least a motorcycle for his 17th birthday a few months ago. Because at this rate, he would even walk home rather than risk his life being in the same car as Kidd.
"Do you even have a driver's license, Eustass-ya?" He asks the red head who looks disgustingly pleased.
"Sort of"
"..sort of?" Drake questions, looking slightly traumatized of the F1 racing experience.
"Well, I mean, I have a license. Though I'm not sure I got it from the legal place. But, eh. I don't really care"
Law, Drake and Bonney gape at their schoolmate, and once again thank all deities that exist for their survival.
"Hey, guys! Check it out! They got huge monkeys over there!" Luffy's voice booms in. He's bouncing from the direction of their supposedly camp site, face bright.
The others pick up their bags and walk out of the parking place toward a clearing where a crowd of students is already forming.
They look at all those other students, then at themselves, and back at the others.
Their eyes widen in realization.
They are the only ones who don't wear matching clothes.
Well, fuck.
"I don't recall a rule saying we have to wear any kind of uniform" Drake says, looking slightly embarrassed because a couple of people are staring at their group, probably noting their lack of 'matchingness' .
"There isn't" Law says, frowning. "But I remember Aokiji saying something like bonus points for uniformity or something"
Bonney sighs, putting her heavy handbag on the ground, "well, nothing we can do about that now"
Then her eyes dart a bit to the left and—
"Holy—are those gorillas?" She exclaims. The others follow her line of sight and blink.
True enough. There are three gorillas sitting near the trees, eating bananas. What's more shocking, however, is that the gorillas are loose. Like, completely loose. No gates, no shackles, and definitely no other safety measures.
"Yeah! Cool, right?" Luffy says. Law's eyes widen in horror when the over-energized boy walks to the direction of the animals. Thankfully, a speaker booms for attention at that moment. The five of them listen to the announcement.
"Let's go" Law says after the speaker quiets down, ready to go to the officers' desk as informed.
"Bring your registration form, guys" Drake says, his paper ready in hand.
"What form?"
Law and Drake stop moving.
"Your registration form. You know, this one" Drake waves the paper (that was given from Kuzan two days ago) in front of Kidd and Luffy who raise their brows in confusion.
"...huh?"
"Regi—what?"
Bonney, Drake, and Law look at each other, then at their two dumb friends, who clearly don't bring said paper needed for the event.
Just great.
A/N
The idea for this came out of nowhere, but whoa I had a lot of fun writing this. The story is gonna be just a few chapters long, so you can expect another update soon (no promises tho XD )
Those of you who know what people do on a normal youth camp... yeah this one is gonna be different, I guess.
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Have a nice day!