A.N: Set sometime during the time skip. SPOILER WARNING! Small spoilers from the recent chapters, Law's past to be exact.

Hatch 9: Colors

All Law could see was white, white everywhere. Well, of course there was; they had docked near a winter island after all. Snow and ice was everywhere. To him, white was a conflicting color. It reminded him of his childhood, bringing back both good and bad memories. White was the color of his city, the color of the hospital walls and the color of his father's coat, who had been a doctor. But white was also the color of death, the color that had once spread over his body. These days he was far from white or pale tough; he had tanned himself on purpose in order to get rid of the painful memories. And in order to notice sooner if, by any change, the white lead syndrome came back. So far there had been no sign of that happening, but it was not impossible. Finding a cure had supposed to been impossible and yet, with Corazon's help, he had found it.

"Everything's done, captain" Shachi told as he came up to Law "Can we go to the town now?"

Law waived his hand at him as a "go ahead" gesture and the crew behind him cheered.

"You're not coming, captain?" Penguin asked and Law shook his head "I'm watching after the submarine today."

"Alright, it's your loss" the man said with a shrug "See ya."

Law watched his crew go, his gaze resting on their white uniforms. Why were they white again? He didn't even know... Shachi had once, around the time the crew was formed, joked that they should have uniforms and Penguin had taken it seriously and gotten them made. But why white? He never said why, but it's not like Law had asked, either. At least the submarine wasn't white, but sometimes he thought it might be a better option than yellow. He had stopped counting the times when his drunken crew was singing about living in a yellow submarine.

"Should we repaint it green?" Law wondered. Purple might work too, but red was out of question. It was too easy to spot. And pink, well... no, just no. No orange, either. Yellow would be perfect without that stupid song. Maybe he should ban the song in his presence? The crew would stop singing it at some point, even if they'd first forget the new rule sometimes... no, he was just overreacting. They didn't sing it that often. Law's attention was suddenly drawn to a few kids on the beach, talking and pointing at his direction.

"Look, a submarine!"

"That's rare"

"It's yellow" one of the kids mentioned, making Law narrow his eyes. He wouldn't "That reminds me of a song!"

"I know that song, too" Law heard a little girl say "Do you think the owner of that submarine is a fan of the song?"

"Yeah, he has to be" the biggest kid said and the rest agreed. Law's eyebrow twisted; he was so repainting his submarine before entering the new world.

A.N: We all live in a yellow submarine, yellow submarine... okay no, let's stop that. The next chapter continues from chapter six and we'll see the return of Mihawk.