Dr. Heart Stealer
Ch12: The Island of Sickness, Byoki Island
Jake walked to Kazue's room to tell her to get ready. When he arrived she was working on the skirt, this time instead of going to her knees it went down to her mid-thighs. Her face was a slight red and her eyes had a light puff to them. Jake was shocked, he had never seen her cry, nor recover from crying. There was a skirt on her bed, it was longer than the one she was making and had the start of Law's jolly roger embroidered on the bottom left corner, but besides that it was the same design as the one she was making currently.
"Hey Harmony, did you make this?" Jake asked his older sister. She seemed to have just noticed he was there when he spoke. She nodded when she registered what he said as a question.
"Yeah... don't mind it, it looks stupid..." She trailed off as a tear fell down her cheek. Jake tilted his head to the side in question.
"Who said it looked stupid? I think it looks nice, seeing as you couldn't fix any of your clothes last time I was in the real world." He told her. She shook her head.
"It looks really bad... Law didn't like it so I started over." She mumbled the last part but Jake heard what she said perfectly.
"You really took what he said seriously? That's his way of complementing someone. Wait a moment... wasn't Law you favo-" Jake was cut of by a hand that made it's way onto his mouth. He looked at Kazue's hand and then to her evil glare.
"Don't say that, he might hear you." she hissed. "And I would never live it down if he found out. He has a big enough ego as it is!" she withdrew her hand from his mouth and went back to her sewing. Jake smirked at his sister's outburst.
"Hm? What's this? To think that the Surgeon of Death had such a big fan. Man does he affect how you think." Jake said mockingly, Kazue blushed. "Well I just came here to say that we have arrived at the island of sickness, Byoki Island." Kazue didn't say anything and continued to sew. Jake brushed it off and went out to the deck of the now emerged submarine, there he saw Law ordering his crew to various places. He walked up to his captain and tapped his shoulder once he was done giving orders, and everyone was gone.
"Yes, Jake-ya?" He asked Jake.
"Why did you say that the skirt Kazue made was crappy?" he asked Law. The older man rose his eyebrow.
"I did say that, but what would it matter? She wouldn't, nor should she care about my opinion." Law told him. Jake shook his head and laughed.
"You are such an idiot." Jake hissed. "Remember when she told you about being from a different world? Yeah, well, in that world she more or less idolized you." Jake laughed, thinking back to the posters of Law and other objects she had collected, all of which revolved around Law.
"Why would she do that?" Law asked, slightly surprised that she liked him so much. Jake shook his head as if to say that he didn't know.
"No clue, but you should go and apologize to her. She was crying when I last saw her. And she completely restarted the skirt you said looked crappy." With that said he stepped down onto the island to get food supplies.
~X~X~X~
Kazue sat there on her bed with her old skirt next to her right side and her new one on her left. She had finished the new skirt with Law's jolly roger on the bottom left side. She looked at both of them debating which to scrap and which to keep. She ended up keeping both, the old one for reference sake and the new one to wear. She once again stood up and made her way to the sewing machine so she could make a shirt to go with it. She had finished making an illusion of the soon to be shirt. She frowned when her illusion came out wrong but altered it to her liking. Right before she began cutting out the shirt's shape a knock was heard at her door. She stood up and walked over to it. She opened it slowly this time not like the last time she was working on her skirt. Law was standing there, and before she could figure out what was happening he grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her through the hallways of the submarine.
"What do you need Mr. Trafalgar?" She asked him, but got no response. Soon they were out side on the deck. She noted that they were docked on the island. The two of the got down from the deck and went onto the island. "Traffy what do you need?" She asked again this time using his nickname in hopes of getting a reaction.
"Jake-ya told me you were crying over me, I want to know why." Was his simple answer. Kazue froze on the spot and blushed. She attempted to turn around to hide the blush but the hand on her wrist was stopping her.
"N-no reason..." she stuttered. He tugged on her wrist so she was right in front of his, their noses almost touching.
"No reason? Your blush and stuttering say differently, Kazue-ya." Law said with a smirk in place "Tell me, Kazue-ya..." He whispered in her ear. She began to stutter and fighting down the brick red began to become very difficult to do.
"G-get away from me!" She yelped. "P-please... don't you need to get supplies o-or something?" she stuttered. Law laughed and shook his head.
"No, the crew is doing that right now." She felt him smirk against her ear. 'Damn it! Those traitors!' she thought viciously. He let go of her wrist and snaked his hands around her waist. "You know if you tell me why you were crying I might let go..." he whispered.
"B-because... y-you're my..." she looked away and her face became bright red. "You know what? It's none of your business!" She said, slightly proud that she didn't stutter.
"Hm? Jake-ya said you were crying because of me, so it is my business." He said matter of factually. This time she decided to stick to a safe route.
"You insulted my work... I get emotional when that happens." 'especially when I work hard for someone to like it...' she thought afterward but didn't say aloud.
"Now was that hard? I didn't really think it was half bad." Law breathed into her ear.
"I told you, so you can let go now..." She grumbled slightly pissed off that he wouldn't let go of her.
"No I don't really feel like it." He said. Kazue's eye twitched. About three minutes of silence passed before Law began to cough. Kazue rose an eyebrow.
"You feeling okay, Traffy?" She asked him, he only nodded his head. He let go of her waist only to fall down coughing.
Kazue, being the good little slave girl she is, asked, "What the hell is wrong with you? Don't go lying to people, idiot. You clearly aren't fine, let's get you back to the sub." She picked him up with much struggle, and walked back towards the sub.
~X~Kazue~X~
When I got to the sub she saw about half of the crew there, doubled over in sickness. Jake was standing there looking over Hiro.
"Hey Jake, what's going on? Fist I get a sick Law on my hands and now half the crew?" I asked, looking over to the others next to the sub.
"Law's sick too?! No way! But he's the doctor! The doctor can't get sick! The doctor isn't allowed to get sick!" Jake yelled. "And it's not half of the crew it's the whole crew. Well you are obviously okay, and so am I. So why us?" Jake asked me, I shrugged and almost dropped Law in the process. Then an idea hit struck me.
"Do you think we might be immune? You know for... not being from around here?" I asked. Jake looked confused at first but then came to the same realization. He walked over to Sadao, who's light skin had become a shade darker, and threw him into a fireman's hold. Jake began to walk to the sub, most likely to put him in the infirmary. I got the idea and did the same for Law. When I got there I saw Sadao on one of the hospital beds, with not Jake, but a nervous Bepo looking at him.
"Is he okay?" Bepo asked looking to me. His little eyes widened when he saw Law. "Captain! Are you okay!? I'm sorry!" He cried. I walked over to the bed on the right of Sadao, and set Law down. I patted Bepo's shoulder and smiled.
"Don't worry Bepo-tan, I'll make sure that no will hurt Traffy." I told him reassuringly. I left the sub and walked onto the island. Jake followed, and grabbed my shoulder.
"Where do you think you're going?" He asked me. I glared at him, shook I off his touch, and continued walking.
"Somewhere... I need to know what the hells going on here. I know this island is known for sickness... but this..." I turned around and looked him in the eye. "No one, hurts anyone from my favorite animes without some kind of punishment. I printed pictures of various marines and enemies that faced the Straw Hat crew just so I could use them for darts. Now that I'm here, I can take some real action." I said, determination oozing from my tone. Jake sighed and shook his head.
"Okay, fine. But only because he's my captain." Jake said in defeat. With a smile I turned back around. "But first, we are getting everyone on the sub, then we can go look for any clues to this." He told me, I turned my head to look over my shoulder.
"We? No, you will stay here and look over everyone. I can take care of this." I said angrily. He shook his head and continued to get people up to the deck where Bepo had decided to come out and help.
"Well I don't care I'll meet up with you when I'm done. Bepo is fine so he can watch over the crew, he has a better medical knowledge than both of us combined." Jake said, and Bepo nodded in the background. I sighed and continued walking.
"Whatever. Just make sure that Bepo doesn't get sick to." I shouted back to them, and walked father into the island in search of a town.
~X~X~X~
It was a hour's walk before I found trace of civilization. It was a small rundown village. There were young women that would have been rivaling Boa Hancock in beauty, if it weren't for the plague that swept the island, forcing them to have sunken and pale skin or dulled eyes that could hold such life. Some men who looked to be doctors moved slowly from rotting house to rotting house. Young malnourished children were outside sitting on broken porches, with sad smiles, looking as if they were trying to remember better times when they could run about and play with each other. Old women with tears in their eyes sat on old rocking chairs that screeched when the wind blew against them. My eyes roamed everything around the area. There was a dark forest surrounding the perimeter of the village like a cage. The sky was a sickly black, and the smell of sickness poured from everything. It seemed that my not sick appearance drew more attention than I would have liked. As I walked into the town I was greeted with an old guard that was far more pale than he needed to be. The old guard stopped me from entering any further than I had already gone.
"Who are you and what business do you have here?" He asked with a croaky voice. I looked at the pale man, and replied with what I thought would be the best thing to do in this situation.
"Doctor or not, I want to help cure this island."
~X~X~X~
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A/N: So I've been thinking of this island idea for about a month now. Well I forgot about it, then remembered it... but that's besides the point! I thought it was strange that I remembered it when I got sick! Coincidence? I think not! Stupid universe and only giving me ideas when I want to sleep and cough on people... and I feel kind of bad for not letting Law have any fight scenes... at all... poor him and getting sick... I am so mad at myself for making him seem weak. If I had a functioning printer I would so get pictures of the Straw-Hats' enemies so I could play darts with their faces... if only. Okay so I made the cover image! HAHAHA, I DREW A HAND! I DREW A HAND! I FEEL SO ACCOMPLISHED! And also the gun in the image is not her current gun... But sadly, I cannot give you the details... I haven't even written it out yet! But I know exactly what's going to happen. Also, I dislike using color (on most occasions) when I draw, because gray-scale has this certain depth that color can't get sometimes. So that's why the cover has no color, just gray-scale. Umm... I have a question for you guys, I feel the need to make an almost schedule. As in almost, I mean I will stick to it, but there will be times that I miss the time I end up setting. I just have two conditions: 1.) it must be over a week 2.) it must be under a month. But I would like to know when you guys think I should update, and when I shouldn't (Curiosity! It is taking over my soul!). I hate it when I have like, six stories update on the same day, and then another day there are no updates for stories you're reading. Well now that my random strange thought train is over: Until next time, keep being awesome!