As always I thanks my dear beta, she hasn't been able to help me this time, but this chapter goes for you, relax and breathe for a bit you crazy rugby woman n3n

Me: This story is so beautiful so far, but one question tho, is the scary lady Nami or Robin? That'd be so funny, and it would make sense. Plus when are we going to be told of this "incident" I'm really curious

One day darling, one day, one day that will be sooner than later. So here you have the answers, you just need to read it. About the incident, you will have to wait more.

Dang: Oh my goshhhhh this was such a good chapter! Love how Eustass finally realized how much he wants Law, hopefully they can mend their delicate relationship. Keep up the great work!

Thanks, I'm glad you liked it. But yeah, it was needed, Kidd needs to fucking start thinking and using his eyes, he had been so dumb XD Thanks for the comment darling.

Hope you like the drama.

"There are stupid people, and then, there's you"

-Roronoa Zoro to Eustass Kidd after their first battle together.

During the following days, the climate continued to change slowly. The bright sun was quickly replaced by black clouds that once again covered the world with a looming darkness. There was no more ice or supernatural cold, neither the bright sun that had seemed to warm the soul for even a moment, there wasn't even the know eternal rain, but a melancholy grey landscape that almost depressed everyone who watched it. The fog covered the huge cliffs of dark rocks, the cold was sharp but not strong enough to froze your fingers, and the little plants that had started to grow in the new land revealed after the melting of the snow, seemed to shiver under the dark clouds waiting for the rain again.

Inside the impressive palace of the god of the sea, the mood was the same as on the outside. Kidd and Law had stopped speaking to each other since the fateful day they had kissed by fate. Both slept together in the same room in an intense and uncomfortable silence, both ate together between the transparent and dark walls, they trained and talked with Zoro when they crossed paths, but there were no more fights, no arguments, much less words between them.

After the terrible mistake Kidd had made in Law's room, the god of the storms and winds had fallen into a taciturn state, as grey as the sky outside. Hour after hour he furtively looked at the mortal and tortured himself mentally for having been an idiot and taken the other for granted. He barely ate, he could hardly sleep feeling the other lying next to him in the huge room, he barely did anything but think about how he could have avoided it all, so he wouldn't have to feel the horrible pain now.

Fuck, he almost looked depressed, like an angsty teenager after his first refusal.

That innocent thought finally woke him out of his self-absorption one morning several days later. All three of them were in the training room with the glass ceiling that reflected the grey sad sky above them. Zoro was training with Law with swords, their moves deadly and precise, the mortal was sweating while Zoro frowned in concentration. Them were both were good fighters, passionate, and smart, spoiling the other weak points while trying to hide their own.

Kidd however pretended to read a book, but his eyes keep stubbornly following the dark-haired human with a strange hunger in them. The lean muscles, the smart moves, the little curve of a hip. Again, an awkward silence flooded the place, a subtle tension that stretched between them both and that made even Zoro twitch with anxiety, but this time, Kidd realized what he was doing, what had become of him, and finally woke up from his numbness.

He was a god. He just did not get depressed.

Yes, maybe no one had ever refused him in bed. Maybe it was the first time someone tried to kill him after a simple kiss, but Kidd was still a god. There were other mortals, thousands of them, thousands who would be willing to accept what the dark-haired man had rejected. Getting depressed over one mortal didn't make sense. Mortals didn't mean anything. It had just been an infatuation, after so long without feeling anything, he had only confused the feelings. That could be the only explanation. Kidd would get over it, find someone else, someone who will accept him, who will want him back.

Kidd tried to convince himself of it while his eyes moved to fall gain on the dark-haired man who keep dodging blows from Zoro, the general of the gods, one of their deadlier fighters, as if he had done it all his life. His body moving like a dark liquor, flowing around the green-haired god with elegance and lethal grace trying to strike.

Observing them together and feeling a stupid jealousy clutching his chest over their strange camaraderie, an idea occurred to Kidd. The perfect one to prove to himself that the infatuation was nothing but that. The perfect idea to also take his revenge on the mortal and show him his place.

When he got up from the velvety sofa where he had been passing the pages of a book without even knowing what it was about, the other two stopped fighting immediately and looked at him with a surprised face. As if the fact that Kidd had finally decided to do something surprised them. The raven frowned, tensed his jaw and looked away as if still angry at him. Zoro however only raised an uncaring eyebrow as if mocking him for the whole drama of the last days.

Kidd ignored them both. With a determined gaze and steady long steps, Kidd went in a straight line to where his dear asshole of a friend was still smirking at him. However, none of them read his intentions, no one understood the subtle language of his body, the dilated eyes, the slow controlled moved, the prey that didn't yet understood he was being hunted and no one did anything to stop him until it was simply too late.

Stopping in front of Zoro, Kidd took him by the waist and pressed him to his body in a sudden intimate grip. Zoro had always been slightly shorter than Kidd, the god of the sky having inherited all the raw power while Zoro looked leaner, controlled, smart -like Law- but it was just perfect for what Kidd had in mind. Grabbing with his remaining hand the jaw of a horrified Zoro who was beginning to realize what he was going to do, Kidd simply leaned over and kissed him not allowing him to escape.

A very different kind of silence seemed to fall over the glass room.

However, Kidd keep ignoring everything and concentrated only on the kiss, on Zoro's lips waiting under him paralyzed by the shock. Carefully, gently, Kidd kissed his friend as he had kissed Law a few days ago, slowly, desperately, as if his life depended on it, as if breaking such a contact would also break Kidd. To prove to himself that this had meant nothing, that he would feel for Zoro as he had felt for Law, that his mind would get lost in the teste and scent of the other, that his whole life would finally seem to make sense with just a little beautiful touch.

That it will feel right. Destined. Waited.

When Zoro answered him with a little shy lick, Kidd jumped surprised, he had been too focused to even feel the other move.

However, Zoro knew how to kiss and soon, Kidd found himself devouring his friends mouth with a different kind of feeling in his mind. They had done this several times in the past and Kidd couldn't help to fall back into the well-known dance. A tongue stroked the other inciting. Lips searched and teeth bite seductively, provoking more, demanding more. Zoro moaned under him, his hands finally falling on Kidd's ass and grabbing him more firmly against his body, letting the redhead felt his desire too. And it all felt good, it felt nice, known, sexy.

But something seems to be missing.

A feeling, something that had been with Law but that didn't exist with Zoro. Kidd pressed more into the other's body looking for it, his hands caressed the naked stomach of the other under the sweated shirt tracing the old scar and taut muscles, making Zoro shiver. Kidd deepened the kiss even more, he bite, he sucked the other into his mouth...but still, he couldn't find it, Zoro's lips weren't as soft, there was no anger, no passion, there was no desperation, the soul crushing need to fell the other lost in pleasure under him. Zoro didn't complete him.

Suddenly a loud slam made the place reverberate and woke his mind from his search.

Turning away from his friend's eager mouth Kidd observed the room realizing that Law was gone. Without even picking up his own beloved sword, without having grab his shirt, without even saying anything. Kidd felt conflicted feeling twist inside him. Was he angry at seeing Kidd kiss another? Was he as jealous and mad as Kidd had wanted? As Kidd himself has been watching him talk and fight with Zoro but not even look at him?

Had he hurt him?

Kidd wanted to smile victoriously but for some strange reason a feeling of worry and panic prevented him for doing so. His little game had not gone as he had wanted. The kiss had been good, pretty good, but it had not been like with Law, it had not made him feel as if kissing Zoro was the most wonderful thing he could do for eternity.

Turning his face frowning, Kidd looked at Zoro as if searching for answers.

Only to find his friend looking at him with a homicidal face.

"What the fuck was that?!"

Kidd stepped two steps back instinctively, but still he was too slow to dodge the other's hammer punch to his jaw. Kidd fell on his ass on the floor feeling something in his skull break and the pain cloud his sight for a moment. He would heal, as all gods, he would look as perfect and imposing as ever, but the pain of the cracking bone still took his breath away. Kidd might be physically stronger than Zoro, but the other was still a first-generation god, his superior, his old brother.

So when Zoro advanced towards him with a razor-sharp sword in hand and his eyes shining with an intense green colour that Kidd had only seen when the old general entered battle, he tried not to piss himself. When Zoro landed on his chest without the slightest gentleness, Kidd felt two other ribs creak ominously, but that was nothing compared to the feeling of the edge of the other's sword in his neck. The ability of the god of the sea with any blade was legendary, Zoro was the best swordsman in their world, only surpassed by...

"What. The. Fucking. Hell. Eustass Kidd!?"

Kidd swallowed with care of not slitting his throat in two and raised his hands in sign of surrender. "I-I 'm, sorry" he said slowly, calmingly "I might have made a mistake".

Zoro raised an eyebrow, a muscle in his jaw twitching.

"Oh, really?" Zoro whispered in the most dead tone Kidd had ever heard. Apparently, Kidd was not the only one recovering his emotions.

Zoro sighted and got up running a hand over his head with a frustrated face while looking at the door where the mortal had left. The jealousy returned in a blink of an eye. The feeling so strong that Kidd gasped surprised.

"Damn it Kidd" Exasperation on his voice his brother continued not knowing what was happening in his brother's mind "How can you be so stupid?"

Kidd frowned. At it all. At Zoro. At Law. At the whole situation. He knew it. Law slamming the door and the strange feeling of betrayal did nothing but scream it at him. Sitting on the floor while feeling his broken ribs crack again announcing their repair Kidd squeezed his eyes with his fingers. He was in love. With a mortal that hated him. And what had he done? The most stupid and worst thing he could. Fuck it. What the hell had he been thinking? What if he had ended up destroying the last chance he had had with Law?

When he raise his head Zoro was looking at him, relaxed and looking not-murderous, but now with a frown of offense on his pretty face.

"Why hadn't you kissed me like that before?"

This time it was Kidd's turn to throw him one of the daggers that he always wore hidden among his clothes. Zoro just laughed, caught it in mid-air and threw it back at him. Kidd smirked back like a mad man. Zoro has always been good with blades. Kidd was even better with knives.

... oOo ...

Zoro watched his friend get out of the room rubbing his jaw and mumbling some colourful insults in his direction. He smiled, but it felt the moment the other closed the door, and a frown of concern and anxiousness replaced it darkly.

Something was not right, not only because of the clouds above their heads that seemed to cover the world of darkness and a wry feeling, nor because of the immense stupidity of his dear friend or how epically -and amusing- he was fucking everything up, but because of a hunch that he did not understand.

Something was about to happen. Time was running out.

Zoro rubbed his eyes trying to get rid of the nervousness, of the need to do something, anything. It was as the calm moment before the storm. The silence. The darkness. The eerie feeling.

Kidd had to conquer his mortal now.

There was no second option, the universe had never been so generous as to give them another chance. If Kidd lost Law now, he would never find anyone like him again, never lift his curse, and he would die someday without even knowing true happiness. But instead of taking advantage of their time together, instead of making the mortal scream in a bed, instead of discovering what love really was, instead of spending time together trying to know each other, Kidd was wasting the time sulking and playing stupid games.

Gods had always been so arrogant. Zoro wanted to break another bone of his dear friend.

But Zoro could not do anything for them, he had already tried everything he could think off, for God's sake, he had even forced them to sleep together! But apparently the walls that Kidd was going to have to break down to reach Law were taller than the ones Zoro had needed to break down with his own lover. The feat was not going to be easy, the universe would not accept it if it was, that was the main problem.

And still they were running out of time.

Zoro watched the sword in his hand, his fingers rough over the leather, his arms covered with old deadly scars that would have killed any other. But not him. In ancient times he had led armies, whole countries had fallen at his feet, and yet now he was nobody, now he was as lost as he had been before. Alone. Powerless. Everything depended on Kidd, the whole world seemed to depend on Kidd, although he didn't even know it.

And he was playing games. Raising his sword again, Zoro trained again ignoring the rage, the desire to strangle his stupid friend, the strange restlessness still filling his body.

...oOo…

She was absolute.

The worlds belonged to her, the mortal, immortal, and the next one. Everyone submitted and knelt to her. She had been the first, the beginning, the purest blood that had ever existed in all creation. She had shaped everything. Son after son, daughter after daughter, her pure beautiful offspring had dominated the existing creatures, had domesticated nature and had taken over a perfect world fashioned to her liking.

However, a darkness had arrived after her. The humans had come tainting the worlds with their weak red blood. She had downplayed them then, they were just another creation, a new race, a new wonder of her amazing power that hadn't exactly turned as she had desired.

But her children, unlike her, had been fascinated by their imperfections, by their wrongness, by their lack of power and strength. Without thinking her beloved ones had come down to the impure world the mortals lived, the dark, broken one they had chosen as home. The one full of sorrow, pain and death. But her children hadn't minded, and instead their had spent hours with them, many had even taken lovers among those beings who were so similar and so different from them, so corrupted and full of anger.

Robin just couldn't allow it to get worse after that. Generation after generation she saw her children, her wonders, mingle with humans, had seen her blood weakening, lose power, become more diluted and vulnerable and atrocities began to arise: half-blood, demigods, things so dark and evil he couldn't even bear their memories. Generation after generation the gods had lost their power until she hasn't been able to stand it. Until she had not been able to contemplate the shame of her race and had simply closed the door between the worlds using a little excuse of a prophecy.

Although she had not entirely managed to divide them completely, since not even she had such power. Yet she had managed to make everything go back to how it should be, her children in the world of the gods full of virtues and wonders and miracles she had created for them, and humans in the corrupt and dirty world they had shaped after them.

However, the solution had not gone as she had expected. Although the power had returned and her children had been born stronger than ever, more beautiful, more powerful, almost as her first five dears, something wasn't right. Their minds begun to lose their clarity, their actions had begun to turn cruel, as if their minds had broken with the separation of the universes, and they had even begun to kill each other.

That was when the wars had began. Brother against brother, generation against generation in a search of power not seen before. Robin had seen his family destroyed with a slight and strange resignation, their world change, the magnificent creation, crack under her children's power.

At first the horror had tormented her, she had mourned them all and those who killed had been cruelly punished. However, as the centuries passed, as her children had increased in multitude, as she forget their sweet faces as she created them, as they keep losing power no mattered what she did, yet the humans keep evolving and leaving the caves to build castles, to improve, to prospere, her attitude changed.

Suddenly she had seen it as a purge, strong blood annihilating the weak. A cleaning. Her blood trying to return to what it had been: strong. Her children demonstrating their love and affection to her and fighting to be by her side.

Of all of them, Zoro, her firstborn, her love, her child, had been the best.

But Robin no longer thought about him. His betrayal had been too great, his corruption too immense to even forgive him. For centuries Robin had refused to call him son, to accept him as part of her wonderful family.

He was dead to her.

So now, when one of the lesser gods, one of those she despised, one she had forgotten as she gave him life, approached her with news of his outcast son, Robin could not help but remember.

In her castle created from the darkest night, with stars of intense colour slightly illuminating the rooms between galaxies and constellations, Robin, queen and goddess of the night that had once flooded everything, listened to this unpleasant son.

Enel was a beautiful creature, like all her children. But his blood was so weak after mixing with humans for generations that Robin could not even tolerate looking at him. All the gods had an internal luminosity, as if their power shone through their skin, as a mark differentiating them from the humans, a gift that made them a miracle. However, Enel -a new-born god- showed no shine, no spark, announcing himself as a being without power, without the brightness that illuminated them all from within.

He was a pariah.

Robin wanted to vomit at the thought of this creature being slightly related to her.

"I bring disturbing news my lady" the creature still dared to say, "I think it is vital that you listen to me"

The other then began to tell a story not even waiting for her consent. A tale of betrayal, of two of his beloved sons, of two of his old prides, of the beast and the general. He spoke of secrets and palaces under the ocean, of doors she had considered millennia ago destroyed.

Enel spoke of a little mortal who had dared to cross.

Night flooded the capital. Out of control, her power and rage spread through every corner of their world's capital plaguing everything with darkness and cold burning stars. Filling everything with an emptiness that lasted the second that Robin needed to regain control of her magic. Her children and everything in the city breathed scared, children cried, lovers hugged in fear, the world trembled from her furry.

Lifting a trembling hand covered with stars and precious stones, from a throne made of pale moonstone, Robin killed Enel for being even the carrier of such vile words.

However, the queen felt nothing for her dead son. No, her mind was too busy remembering the old forgotten prophecy, an old warning, the reason she had needed. The words of one of her dear daughters who had decided to abandon immortality to be with one of the horrifying humans, in an age before Robin had even lifted the walls between her worlds. Framun had been one of her favourites, the second-generation girl had always been able to see the future, and since she had been born her destiny had been to become the oracle, first of the gods and then of mortals.

Her death, when the time came, had been cried bitterly.

However, Robin didn't remember her lovely child, but the oracle who had looked at her with blank eyes and had spoken with a mix of ten thousand languages. A time when Robin had refused to believe her.

However, the fear of the words of a daughter who had never been wrong in her predictions, had made the queen act anyway. It was thanks to that prophecy that Robin had separated the two worlds, that she had broken the doors that connected them, that she had begun to hate humans and that she had made sure that he -the end, the tragedy, the death- would die first.

That's why Enel's words must have ring false. It was impossible. It just must be a mistake. Her son trying to provoke her. Another of her children losing his reason as it did not stop happening, her race dying slowly without her being able to do anything, without understanding why.

Seated in her court of lights and stars, surrounded by her beloved children, adorned with suits of black velvet and dark blue satin, without the presence or corruption of mortals bothering her, the queen and sovereign of both worlds, however, doubted.

Sooo, how's Robin? Did you expect BigMom? Muahaha, no darlings, Robin makes the evil queen even better than the crazy lady. She is also a greater enemy. Poor poor dear Enel, such fragile is life, he has disapeared as lighning.

So what's gonna happen now? What happened to our dear Zoro to make him fall from grace? Will Law forgive Kidd for the kiss? Will Kidd develope a brain someday soon? Where is your deserved smut? What will Robin do? What happened to Doffy and his evil plots? Profecy? What profecy?

Sleep well darlings~