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"You have an interesting crewmember Law," I comment as I walked further into the room.

He looked at me in amusement and curiosity as he asked, "Oh? Who?"

"Kaze," He frowned upon hearing that.

"Why do you think he's interesting?" I could hear the slight defensiveness in Law's voice.

I smiled softly as I pondered over my answer before musing aloud, "He has been hurt; hurt badly at that, yet he trusts you," I met Law's eyes as I murmured, "You must be a special person if you're able to get him to trust you."

Law's eyes widened slightly before narrowing into a glare, "How do you know?"

I paused in my movement upon hearing that and locked eyes with him. I could read the defensiveness in those interesting eyes of his. I could see that he cared for the teen. Seeing all that, I gave him the answer, "One who has a bad past can see others who had one as well."

A moment of silence fell over us as I continued to walk over to his desk and sit in the chair across from him. He finally spoke, "Kaze's past is something that I will not reveal to you."

"I wouldn't want you to," I shook my head in amusement at the thought, "One's past is a story that only they should tell,"

Law chuckled and nodded as the slight tension that had fallen over us evaporated, "It seems that we'll get along well enough."

"I would hate it if I didn't get along with someone as hot as you," He chuckled at my reply, "So what did you wish to see me about?"

"What skills do you have?" He asked making me hum in thought.

"An interesting question," I pondered on what to say, "Perhaps you could narrow that down a bit. Human or zoan form?"

"Human for now," He replied while seeming slightly amused.

"I'm good at handling knives and needles," I thought over my skills, "My skills with knives is both for fighting and preparing ingredients for food though don't ask me to cook unless it's baking something,"

I shuddered at the memory of my last attempt as Law asked, "How bad is it?"

"I burn water," He chuckled and I pouted at him, "Please don't laugh. It ain't that funny," I shook my head before continuing, "My skills with needles is mostly for tattoo's though I'm pretty good at first aid. I'm good with making natural remedies like headache reducers and such,"

"Who taught you?" My good mood dropped and I frowned, "Something wrong?"

"Let's just say it's not something I like talking about," I murmured while looking at my hands.

"Alright though I'm going to test you on your knowledge later since I expect my crewmembers to have some experience in first aid," I immediately snorted, "Do you find something funny?"

I offered him a lazy smile as my mood brightened, "Kuro will end up injuring himself and everyone around him if you try to teach him," He gave me a raised eyebrow, "He barely knows about keeping pressure on a bleeding wound. Anything else and he'll most likely make the injury worse."

Law eyed me for a few moments before muttering, "You're not joking."

"Nope," I said popping the 'p', "Maki on the other hand could be a doctor if he wished, but he hates dealing with whiny bitches," Law chuckled upon hearing that, "Maki's the one that usually takes care of our injuries," I then shook my head lightly, "Okay so where was I?"

"You said that you're good at handling knives and needles," He answered with a chuckle, "A bit absent minded?"

"Sometimes," I nodded my head since there's no point in denying it, "Alright I'm good at drawing which is a bonus with tattooing and all that," I ran a hand through my hair, "Other than that I'm fast and enjoy fighting. With Diablo, he caught me off guard, so I didn't get to fight to my fullest," I grumbled over that, "Goddamn idiotic mother fucking bastard,"

"Continue listing your skills please," He was smirking and chuckling.

I shot him a small pout before continuing, "Okay other than that, I'm good at hand-to-hand. I'm skilled at using my daggers and scarf. If I can't use those two, I always use my bladed staff to keep idiots off me."

"Do you use guns?" He asked and I nodded.

"If I need to, I'll use them, but I usually don't have to," I couldn't remember the last time I used a gun.

"So you're more for close combat?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yup," I tapped my chin lightly, "Other than that, I'm pretty good at keeping an eye on money," I tried to think of anything else, "I don't really know if I'm good at anything else and I'm probably forgetting something," It was on the tip of my tongue too, "I suggest asking Maki or Kuro. They know my skills better than I do most of the time,"

Law nodded and I noticed him writing down something. I noticed that his handwriting was really nice as I read what he wrote upside down. My head hurt slightly from doing that, but I now knew that he was writing down my skills. I shook my head lightly to clear it as Law spoke again, "You have rather interesting skill set."

"Comes with growing up like I did," I said while leaning back against my seat.

"I suppose so," He agreed with a smirk, "So tell me about your zoan ability,"

He was slightly surprised to see her shake her head. He opened his mouth to speak when she said, "With my zoan ability, I think it's always better to show it then speak about it."

"So you'll transform?" He asked feeling curious only for her to shake her head.

She looked at him apologetically, "Unfortunately, I need to be fully healed to transform," She shuddered as if remembering something horrible, "Try while injured is both very draining and very dangerous to my health."

"Really?" He felt his curiosity grow, "Why?"

She looked both amused and slightly pale upon hearing the question. She was silent as she seemed to think about it. Her head tilted to the side slightly as her eyebrows scrunched up as if she was confused about something. After a few minutes, she seemed to come to a decision, "I don't really know if it's just me or if it happens to every zoan user so don't quote me on this."

"What do you mean?" It was like she was talking about something other than why she couldn't transform when injured.

"When I try to transform while injured, the pain becomes worse," I frowned as I tried to think of how to explain it, "It's like if you get shot and someone digs their finger into the wound just to hear you scream," The imagery wasn't nice, "The pain become unbearable once inside my animal form and I can't even think," I closed my eyes, "I end up returning to my human form and sometimes the injuries become worse,"

"Because your animal body is diffrent from your human one," Law theorised making me nod.

"Yes, but I can ignore the pain if it's a small wound or something," I gesture to where my injuries were, "Trying like this would end up with me passing out even if they're healing,"

"I see," He was silent for a few moments, "While I dislike not knowing what my crewmembers can do, I will wait until you heal to see your zoan abilities," I smiled brightly upon hearing that, "How are your injuries?"

"They're healing well from my point of view and Maki's," I answered the question while wondering where it came from, "You'll be checking them tomorrow during the exam right?"

"Correct," He seemed pleased for some reason, "I'm surprised you remember,"

I snorted lightly, "I make sure to remember important things. I may be absent minded, but I will remember it if it's important."

"Good," I noticed him writing something down, "What jobs have you done before?"

"I was a tattoo artist before," I was surprised at the question and wondered why he wanted to know, "I also dabbled in providing protection to those that I decided were worth it. I've done a few stints as a waitress, a baker, herbalist, and blacksmith. They didn't last too long, but they provided me with extra money to survive on," I tried to think of anything else, "I was a thief from the time I was 6 years old to the time I was 14 which is when the old man gave me my job as a tattoo artist,"

"A thief?" He seemed both surprised and amused.

"When you don't have anyone to take care of you, you have to find some way to live," I shrugged lightly, "I only took it up after my caretakers were forced to leave,"

"Caretakers?" He asked with curiosity in his voice.

I smiled softly as I remembered those people, "Yeah though that's the best word I can think of for most of them. They took care of me after my mom died."

"Why'd they leave?" I sighed softly and closed my eyes.

"For many reasons though at the time is was because the marine's were coming,"

"They were pirates?" My eyes slid open and I felt my lips twitch at the surprise that ran through his cloud grey eyes.

"Correct," My lips twitched into a smile as I lean forward slightly, "Does this surprise you Law?"

He was silent for a few moments before nodding, "Yes though why did they take care of you?"

"I never really asked, but I am thankful to them," I leaned back in my chair, "They saved my life after all,"

His mind immediatly went back to that morning in the infirmary...

"So you will allow yourself to fall into debt with a pirate?" He asked with amusement and she seemed to pause.

He was expecting her to say that she was joking or reconsidered it only for her to shake her head. Her lips curled into a slight smirk as she said, "Sure why not. It wouldn't be the first time nor would it be the last."

"You've been in debt with pirates before?" He asked before he could stop himself.

Her eyes brightened and her smirk turned into a soft smile, "Yeah. Pirates it seems always end up saving my life."

He cleared his mind as he murmured, "Pirates always end up saving your life."

She grinned at him, "You remembered."

"It's not something one often hears especially someone like me," She looked at him in curiosity.

"Some like you?" She asked with her head tilting to the side, "What do you mean?"

He searched her eyes for some form of deceit, yet all he saw was genuine curiosity. It shocked him that she wouldn't know what others said about him. He may have started his actions as a pirate two months back, but already the North Blue was gaining fear of him. How could it be possible for her not to know anything?

I gazed at Law in curiosity and wondered what he was thinking about. My wonderings were answered when Law asked, "How is it possible for someone to not know about me?"

I frowned at him and wondered how he could possibly think I knew much about him. I mean he can't be that famous since no one was really bothered by him on the island. I shoved my confusion down and said, "I don't really read the newspapers or the bounty board. I've always been more focused on getting by then who's the biggest 'bad' guy out there."

I saw his eyes widen before he let out a chuckle, "I see then allow me to answer your question," He reached to the side and pulled what I realized was a newspaper towards us, "Look in the bounties section."

I leaned forward and opened the paper before flipping through the requested section. I ignored the bounties as I looked for my companion's and soon found it. He was smirking at the camera and I could see a demolished marine base in the background. My eyes focused on his bounty and I whistled in appreciation, "Nice a 38 million bounty," I then looked up at him, "Still have no clue what you mean by 'someone like me'?"

He chuckled and stood from his desk. I watched him walk around it and move towards me. The darkness in his gaze seemed to grow as he walked towards me. My breath caught in my throat as something about him suddenly screamed predator. My eyes narrowed as I felt my nonexistent hackles raise. He stopped right before me and reached out with his hand. I held myself still as he cupped my chin and leaned forward. I felt myself swallowing nervously as he spoke, "I am Trafalgar Law. The Surgeon of Death. I am a known sadist. I will experiment on anyone I feel like just to test something or for my own enjoyment. I've become a feared pirate within the first two months of starting out," He leaned forward a little bit more and I felt his breath against my lips, "Are you scared yet? Do you see what I mean now?"

I tried to keep my eyes on his. I really did, but his lips drew my focus. My eyes darted down and I saw that his mouth was just a few inches away from mine. My eyes went back up to his and I mentally shook myself as I saw the dark amusement swirling inside of them. Clamping down on myself, I willed myself to speak clearly and calmly before giving him his answer, "No I am not scared. I'll have to see you in action to believe it."

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