AmericanNidiot: Ahh… I feel like crying because this chapter is so damn short. It might take more than a month to post the next chapter, but I'm happy that I've been able to sorta update monthly so far! GIVE ME PRAISE, PLEASE! Anyways, I would like to point out that "A Sister Like No Other" is my most favorited/followed story yet! Though I'd appreciate more reviews, to be perfectly honest… On another note, I'mma put my one and only declaimer for this story.

Declaimer: I do not own One Piece or any of the known characters. They all belong to Oda-sensei. However I do own the new Spades Pirates, Galaxy Way Archipelago, any unfamiliar characters, and of course my beloved OC Monkey D. Rain.


Tora examined the young man that she had been taking care of since the war, making sure the equipment still functioned properly as she changed his IV with a new one. It pleased the hybrid doctor that he is recuperating just fine, and the scars on his freckled and tattooed back were healing just fine as well, with no signs of possible infection. However, the burns he sustained at the hands of Admiral Akainu had marred the mark of Whitebeard just enough to be upsetting to her future captain once he awoke, though it was still pretty obvious just what pirate mark had been inked into his broad back.

Her tail swished behind her as she worked, the round tipped tiger ears swiveling each way to pick up any noise that told her of the young man's condition. Tora thanked the heavens that Commander Rain had the forethought of having Seastone in storage, as she eyed the simple looking bracelet that encircled the young man's right wrist— 'after all, it would not due to have him set the special suite on fire during recovery,' Tora mused to herself.

Carefully, as to not nick his tanned flesh with her sharp claws, Tora brushed the wavy raven strands from her captain's face as to better observe him. The tiger-woman felt her heart thud loudly in her chest as her green eyes took in his physical appearance. Ace's face was covered in freckles, the ones on his cheeks were more obvious, and his shoulders and upper chest also had loads of obvious freckles that steadily got lighter the farther down they went.

Tora snapped her eyes back to his face, her own turning cherry as her tail fluffed up from embarrassment as she mentally made a note to ask one of the men on the crew to change his clothes, as his pants hung low on his hips to the point that the hybrid noticed the black trail of hair that led under the band to his package that remained hidden in his pants. Ace was an unknown to Tora, and he happened to fit the tiger-woman's aesthetics to a perfect T, which made her uncomfortable with tending to such intimate needs. Given time, she was sure that it would not be an issue in the long run, as she got used to her new captain and get to know him better than what she has already.

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I walked out of the shower in just a pair of red shorts and a white singlet, using the towel to dry my hair as I plopped down on the black leather sofa in the office/bedroom, while Law closed his book and set it on the stand next to the sofa. "Thank you for letting me use your shower, Law."

Law did not reply, as his gaze focused on the space between my scapula. "That's an interesting tattoo… Does it have a meaning behind it?" he questioned, his thumb lightly grazing over the center card. The tattoo was relatively small compared to what most people would get on their backs, and took the form of the ace card of each suit fanned out as if someone was holding them. From left to right it went spade, club, heart, and lastly diamond. However, each card was unique. The ace of spades had Ace's original Jolly Roger both on the spade and in the center of the card, while the ace of clubs was a bit simpler in design. On top of the clubs and in the center did a pair of bones cross out a blue S. The heart card had a realistic looking skull that wore a red bandana like mine, with a scar going over its left eyes socket, while a metal pipe and a nodachi (that looked like Shikaku) were crossed in an X behind the skull, while the diamond had Luffy's Jolly Roger on it. Under each card had our birthdays (Spade; 01/01, Clubs; 03/20, Heart; 07/07, Diamond; 05/05) printed.

"It represents my brothers and me. I decided to use the ace playing card for us because we all originally wanted to be the captain of our own crew," I chuckled softly, letting the towel hang around my neck. "The spade obviously stands for Ace, while Luffy's the diamond because he's a bit rough around the edges, yet with enough polish he can be grand."

"And what of the ace of clubs? You and Strawhat-ya only have Fire Fist-ya as a brother, right?" he questioned as he traced the ace of clubs, causing a shiver to run down my spine from the sensation of his fingers on my skin. They were just so warm, the calloused digits smooth and nails blunt and rounded as they skimmed over my inked flesh. It boggled my mind that such graceful and well-taken care of hands belonged to a pirate doctor and captain.

My own hands were vastly smaller than Law's was; with clear signs of the abuse, I put them through as a kid/teenager, with small scars littering them as a reminder of my life on Dawn Island. I shook my head to rid it of these random thoughts and focused on remembering what the pirate captain had asked me. "We had another brother— a former noble if you can believe that! — but he died 10 years ago as he tried escaping his wretched family." I frowned as I remembered that day so vividly. "His ship crossed paths with a World Noble's, and the fucker shot at a child and killed him in cold blood because the Government protects such scum," I spat, nose scrunched up in distaste while my lips curled into a sneer.

Law's warm hand covered my own as he dislodged my nails from my knees. I blinked, looking down to see my nails tipped red as ten small puncture wounds decorated each of my knees, and blood welled up to the surface of each puncture hole and slid down my legs. "Seems like the Government enjoys taking precious people away from you," Law commented in a sardonic tone.

The Surgeon of Death had an air of cynicism around him as he got up and pulled out a small first aid kit from one of the drawers of his desk. It reminded me a bit of my own father, and his suspicion and distrust of nearly everything that dealt with the Government. "Guess we have something in common then, huh?" I said, staring down at my hands as I chuckled mirthlessly.

"What makes you say that?" he asked, his voice low and harsh with a silent promise of pain if I say the wrong thing.

I shrugged carelessly as I focused on his narrowed slate gray eyes. "A gut feeling. You have an air of cynicism around you, meaning something happened for you to be that way, as no one is born cynical. And it had to be something that linked back to the World Government; otherwise you would not be a pirate." The Surgeon stopped glaring and sat back down next to me. Without a word, Law grabbed my legs and draped them across his lap, making me yelp in surprise as I slid down to lay on the seat cushions. He smirked, looking smug as his gray eyes danced with amusement. I flipped him off in retaliation, making his smirk turned into a grin as he tightly squeezed my knee. Out of reflex I aimed a kick at his face, which he dodged by tilting his head back. "Jerk!" I shouted, crossing my arms and pouting.

Law chuckled, shaking his head as he began treating my self-inflicted wounds. "Back to our original conversation; one can assume that it is your own mark on the ace of hearts, yes?"

I sighed, nodding in confirmation. "Yeah. As the oldest and the only girl, I was labeled the heart of our siblingship and the de-facto leader. I held us together, making sure Ace kept his anger in check, while keeping Luffy's stupidity in check… It honestly was a chore, but I wouldn't change it for the world…" I sat up, supporting my weight with my elbows as I watched Law care for my injuries. "What about you? Does any of your ink stand for anything?" I questioned, gazing at his hands and forearms. "Better yet, do you have more under that hoodie of yours?"

Law chuckled, casting me a smoldering look as he finished taking care of my knees. "Are you that interested in seeing me topless, Rain-ya?" he questioned as his right hand ran up my left calf; stopping to grip the back of my knee instead.

I cocked an eyebrow and grinned up at him. "Would you hold it against me if I say yes?"

My response apparently amused the Surgeon of Death enough for him to remove his hat, setting it on top of his book before grabbing the back of his hoodie and tugged it over her head, along with the simple white singlet he wore underneath. Black inked hearts covered his upper arms and shoulders, the heart motifs continuing onto his back and chest.

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Law's breath hitched as Rain scooted forward, sitting right in his lap as her slender fingers graze over his chest tattoo, a look of awe washed over her as her fingers came to a stop just above his navel. The large heart covering his front came to a point just shy of his bellybutton, so it was understandable that she would stop there, however her touch lingered a little longer than it should. Rain then grazed her fingers over his shoulders, taking in the heart tattoos.

"They're really beautiful," she stated, now observing his hands and comparing them. "They're a bit faded, so you've had them for a while, and they must have taken awhile to make for the artist to ink in solid black." She observed, now walking her fingers up his arms.

Law snatched her wrists, preventing her from touching him even more than she originally was, and held both of Rain's wrists with one hand. "That's enough touching, don't you think, Rain-ya?" Her already large dark chocolate eyes widen even more in realization.

"Whoops… Sorry."

He released her, and she took the time to remove herself from his lap as he tugged his hoodie back on. Law had noticed how scarred her hands were, and the smooth callouses that showed her heavy usage of her hands. Though her hands were so worn from use, Rain's hands still looked delicate and oh-so-feminine. Everything about the younger woman oozed subtle femininity that clashed with her fighter's spirit, Law noted.

Rain stretched her arms up, arching her back until it popped, and groaned in satisfaction. "Again, thank you for letting me stay aboard your submarine."

"It is nothing. You just merely piqued my interest when you spoke of Galaxy Way." Law shrugged off her thanks, watching as she got up and plopped herself on his large bed. He chuckled, finding it cute how she childishly fluffed his pillows, easily sliding under the covers, and instantly wrapping her arms around a black pillow; her face pressed against it as she fell asleep on her front. "One minute you act like your age, while the next your act like a young girl… You are an amusing woman, Rain-ya."

Getting up, Law placed his book away and got ready for bed, wearing only a loose pair of gray sleeping pants as he got in on his side of the bed. Turning off the light, the Surgeon of Death soon fell asleep with his back towards the woman sharing his bed.

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Groaning softly, I awoke to something warm tickling my collarbone. "What…?" I tried to sit up, only to find a pair of tattooed arms encircling my hips and waist, while my legs were tangled up with Law's I noted, using my free hand to rid my eyes of sleepy dust. Shifting only made the pirate tighten his hold, allowing him to nuzzle his face against my chest. I settled down, smiling softly as I began running my fingers through his ever-so-messy dark hair, hearing a sigh of contentment escape his lips. "You're like an overgrown cat… How cute."


AmericanNidiot: Another chapter for your reading pleasure! And we get a glimpse of some of Rain's tattoos! She's only going to get more, so there's that.

We also got a bit of Law/Rain here (I almost typed Law/Ace because OTP). Furthermore, in case I did not make it obvious at the beginning of this chapter, the lady Ace is paired with is none other than the tiger-woman and new doctor of the Spades Pirate, Tora! Isn't she cute?

DarthMaine: That is a good question, and I'm currently very unsure if I'll write Luffy paired with Robin or Nami in this story. If enough people are interested and want Luffy paired with one of those two, I'll probably do it. Or if they want Luffy paired with an OC, I'll do that, too! Hell, if enough people want an Luffy/OC pairing, then send me your own OC's profile! I'll make it work somehow!

MuffinMan9223: I'm waiting for the PM telling me you wrote that Bepo story.

SoulXHunter: Why have you not made an account? This is a serious question… Anyways, moving on to your actual review, I'm spacing out the "childhood chapters" just so you all salivate for more. As for how Rain reacts to the World Noble… Well, this chapter sorta hints that she isn't over it, but her initial reaction is a secret~ Well, you got some LaRa development this chapter~! Which was honestly a bitch to write… MUSE, WHERE ARE YOU WHEN I NEED YOU? Oh, that's right, it went into making a Law-centric tumblr blog called lost-in-Lawcest -cackles- Mardi Gras Law and Ace anyone?

EDIT (8/18/2016):

Okay, first I'd like to fangirl because raepan2010 is following this story! Like OMFG! Senpai noticed me! -does Sanji's noodle dance- If you haven't already, I totally suggest reading her One Piece fanfictions!

Now that the fangirling is done with (no, it's not, but I honestly need to get this out so it is silently there), I'll get to the main reason I'm editing this chapter. I just noticed while writing chapter 7 that I cannot possibly make up a whole new pirate crew on my own without possibly reusing old OC's and hammering them into fitting into One Piece. I mean, I already have 4 OC's (not including Rain) for the new Spade Pirates, but I need at least 10 more. So here's the thing, if you want your OC featured into the story (NOT AS A LOVE INTEREST), then send them in via review or PM! If I get sent more than 10, I'll use a random number generator and choose that way. So here you go, guys! Its your chance to shine, and have your character come to life!