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MissFennoSwede: I am soooo glad that you love the story!:D I really like where this story is going, I am glad that you approve as well! ;) Doffy is a complete ass in this fic, so I hope that continues to meet your expectations!
Shiina Yuki: Shiina-chan, I am so glad you are on board with Law's music abilities! ;) I needed a way for him to express himself through none violent ways ( besides getting the tats, which are SUPER hot, btw ;D) I hope that you enjoy this next chapter, and thanks for your continued support!
Call Me
Chapter 5
Eustass was stunned into silence by the punch to his jaw. That little-
"I refuse to be protected from grunts like him," Law hissed, and downed the rest of the amber liquid in his glass, before storming out of the bar.
"Damn, Kidd," the said man's friend, Killer, snickered. "Haven't seen you get socked like that since junior year when you fought with Basil Hawkins! "
"Shut the fuck up, Killer!" The red head said sharply to the blond. His attetion was now on the familiar face of Trafalgar's friend Penguin.
The boy was trying to sneak out the side door.
"Nah-uh, brat. Not so fast!" He declared, grabbing the teen by the scruff of his coat collar.
"I didn't drink a drop, I swear to God!" The teenager yelped in panic.
Eustass was confused, his jaw throbbing.
"What?" He asked, then realized what the kid was talking about. 'No, no! I don't give a flying shit if you were drinking, but unless you want me to tell someone who does, then answer my questions. "
"Okay, okay!" The brunette squeaked as Kidd threw him into a booth.
"Now, tell me everything you know about Trafalgar Law..."
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Law woke up the next morning at 10 o'clock to the beeping of his cell.
'The fuck...?" He groaned, rolling over.
He grabbed the charging cell off of his bedside table, and clicked it on. He groaned again when he saw who it was.
Hey, kid. Red Line Park, 10:30. Don't be late. Payment will be given after. Don't screw me over. -JB
Son of a bitch! He typed in 'Fuck off', and was about to hit send, when he remembered his words from past night at the bar. How could he have been so stupid? Double payments? Fuck his life!
Okay. Was his reply.
Ten-thirty, huh? Well, that gave him about twenty-five minutes to get to the park. He sighed, and rolled to his feet. Damn everything to hell, but there was nothing he could do...
He grumbled to himself as he dressed in a dark brown shirt, and his light blue dotted skinny jeans. Then he brushed out his bed head, and clipped Bepo onto his leash. He grabbed the video camera bag off the back of the chair by the door, and slung it over a shoulder, before turning toward the deliriously happy ball of white fur whining by his feet.
The white dog woofed with excitement as Traf opened the door after slipping his shoes on, and walked down the metal stairs from his apartment complex.
The day was beautiful, and absolutely the perfect day for a date. Law's face soured at the thought.
'This is going to horrible,' he decided, slipping his sunglasses over his eyes.
Bepo, relishing his freedom, tugged on the nylon red leash, slightly rope burning Law's hands.
"Bepo!" Trafalgar snapped in irritation, jerking back on the leash, "Stop being a boar!"
The said dog whimpered at the chastising tone in Law's voice, but was soon ahead again, sniffing and peeing on everything he could.
The raven rolled his eyes as the pair strode into the park. He walked about the park grounds, searching for any obnoxious swatch of pink among the many heads of people who had decided to visit the park on such a fine Saturday morning.
Soon after he reached the section near the children's play equipment, he was stopped by a swarm of children. While Bepo loved people as much as any dog, like any intelligent thing, he freaked out at the swarm of screaming, grabby, grubby little things that were basically small monkeys, coming at him with no warning.
The dog yelped in fright, and darted behind the barrier of Law's legs. When it was clear by Bepo's actions, and Law's insistent words, that the children couldn't touch the 'dog-puppy', the screeching beasts finally departed.
Law was about to walk away when he noticed a remaining little girl, probably around 7 or 8, standing shyly off to the side. Her big brown eyes looked between Bepo and Law.
"Hey, mister, could I please pet your dog?" She asked politely, twirly a long curl of raven hair.
Law looked down at Bepo. The dog had his ears pricked forward, his head cocked to one side. Law looked at the watch on his wrist. He really didn't have time for this...
"Well, you see, we are kinda on a schedule..." the teen started to say, but as the little girl fixed the pink head band in her hair, waiting his answer, Law gave in.
"Sure," he smiled lightly. "Why not?"
The young girl smiled, revealing a cheeky glint in her eyes, and cautiously stuck her hand out for Bepo to sniff.
After the dog saw that the small human in front of him was civil, he woofed happily and licked her arm.
She giggled as she pet Bepo's ears. She looked up at Law. "He's so soft. If I had a dog like him, I'd brush him everyday just so I could touch his fur!"
The little kid's gapped tooth smile did something to Trafalgar's heart.
"Well, kiddo, I'm sorry to tear you away so soon, but my dog and I have an appointment to keep..."
With out a word of protest, the girl smiled at Law, gave Bepo a kiss on his furry, doggy face, and stepped back.
"Well, have fun, mister!" She said as she turned to leave. When she broke out into a run, he heard her call over her shoulder, "And thanks for letting me pet you, Mr. Dog!" Then she was lost in the sea of screaming kids on the play ground.
How any one could keep up with demons like that, Law would never under stand. He watched the parents at the play structures frantically darting back and forth, and left and right, screaming at the kids to 'GET DOWN BEFORE YOU BREAK SOMETHING!' and 'DON'T THROW ROCKS AT THE DUCKS!' and the most disgusting of 'DON'T EAT ANYTHING YOU FIND IN THE SANDBOX! ITS NOT CHOCOLATE!'
He shuddered and walked away with Bepo. Soon after, he found Bonney and Kidd. They were sitting under the shade of a birch tree, on a checkered blanket. The perfect fucking piture of a soon to be married couple.
Bonney was actually not dressed like a slut, sporting a simple baby doll hot pink t-shirt and an loose, ankle length white shirt. Her pink hair was half pinned up by bobby pins, and curled in small waves, giving her a very un-slut like appearance. She actually looked nice, but all thoughts of Bonney went out of his mind when he saw Kidd.
The red headed teacher was wearing a sinfully tight tank top with a sleeveless plaid red over shirt, and stylishly dark, ripped jeans that suggested he was either wearing a thong under those pants, or nothing at all... His shaggy red hair was pulled into a tiny ponytail, and his painted lips were twisted in a snarky smirk as he replied with a sarcastic quip to Bonney.
He raised a nail painted hand to his pale chin to stroke it in mock contemplation, and laughed with the pink haired woman next to him.
Law felt his blood start to boil, but forced it to settle down. He was smart, he was cool headed, and he, unfortunately, needed the damn money that came with this job.
He looked around and saw that whether it was conscious or not, Bonney had picked a pretty strategic place. He walked casually around the perimeter, leaving Bepo to nap in the sun, and placed the three camcorders in his bag in three spots he was satisfied with. Next was the mics. He was super stealthy about it, and soon he was ready to start to recording.
He took his phone out, and hit the app at the bottom of the screen. Three seperate screens popped onto his phone from the three cameras, showing Law that he was ready. He plugged in his head set, and tuned into the couple.
"...finally ready," Kidd said one the screens, and from three different angles, grabbed the guitar and the note beside him.
Bonney clapped her hands together happily. "Really? Oh, I can't wait till the wedding!" She laughed. "Show me, show me, show me!" She chanted, and tugged on Kidd's arm.
The red head smiled shyly, and was quiet for a moment. "I don't know if you'll like it, but it's a duet... Do ya wanna try it?"
The pinkette nodded enthusiastically, and Eustass-ya placed the sheet music in her hands.
"You're the bottom line, okay?" He was saying as he took out his phone. He typed quickly something into it. "It's not completely finished yet. I still gotta add in the guitar, and the whistling, but we can manage with doing it our selves..." with that he said, "On my count. One, two, one, two, three-" and he started to strum the instrument on his lap as Bonney adjusted herself.
The music started off with Eustass and Bonney harmonizing with the first strumming a melody on his guitar, and Bonney whistling along.
Then after a few moments Kidd started to sing softly, leaning over slightly to look at the paper in his fiance's hand.
"Do you wanna know me forever?" He asked, and Bonney whistled, then responded with a lyrical "I do, I do," while Kidd whistled.
"And do ya wanna love me forever?" Kidd asked, smiling, as Bonney whistled.
"I do, I do," the pinkette sang sweetly, then they jumped into the chorus at the same , soft beat.
"Will you hold my head above the water when it's rising so fast?
I've never known any other that could make me feel so blessed."
With the next verse, Bonney started off with the words "Do you wanna know me forever?", while Kidd whistled soflty next to her and replied "I do, I do."
"And do you wanna love me forever?"Bonney sang.
"I do, I do," The red head responded, tilting his head.
Then when they sang the chorus again, a drum beat kicked in from the phone, and Kidd picked up the guitar strumming.
"Will you hold my head above the water when it's rising so fast?
I've never known any other that could make me feel so blessed."
Shakers and a repetive keyboard tune were introduced, the single shakes and the soft keys giving the song a dreamy quality. Their voices blended really well together, Law hated to admit, as they sang. People even stopped and listened as Kidd and Bonney continued with another round of the chorus.
After that Kidd vocabled 'aaahhh' and Bonney hummed along, harmonizing. The music got louder, the two people singing growing in volume as well. Law watched their faces from the screens, and hated to see the looks of pure happiness on them while he was miserable!
The couple ended the song with another repeat of the chorus before letting the last chord disappear.
'Oh, Kidd! It's great!" The pink haired woman smiled, and wrapped an arm around Kidds neck. Law was watching their cheesy exchanges with no interest, so when Bepo nudged his pant leg to go to the bathroom, Traf was more then happy to oblige. When he came back ten minutes later, the couple was gone.
He collected his equipment without incident, and when he was done, texted a curt word to Bonney: Done.
A moment later a reply came: half now, rest when its done. Don't need you getting cold feet.
Law rolled his grey eyes as he shifted the pack on his shoulder. Like HE would be getting cold feet! He was an artist, not the groom!
He scoffed, and waited till another text came: meet me by the playground bathrooms. 5 minutes.
Bonney was taking the 'lets keep this a secret' thing a little too far, but whatever. He needed the money. So Traf walked over to the meeting spot, with peole looking at him like he was a creeper the whole damn time.
'Why the fuck did she have to pick this spot...' he groaned in his head.
After a few more seething looks from parents, Law saw Bonney flounce over to him.
"Here," she said roughly, smacking unattratively on a piece of gum.
Trafalgar took the envelop from Bonney's out stretched hand.
"Christ!" He exclaimed in an angry whisper, "It looks like we're doing a fucking drug deal! The fuck were you high on when you picked this place?!"
Bonney glared at him with her dark brown eyes. "It is the farthest spot away from Kidd, you ass!"
Trafalgar stuffed the envelope into his back pocket in response, then walked away with Bepo at his heels. They exited the park, and Law found himself walking toward Penguin's place. He was in the mood to work on some music.
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Law knocked on the drummers door and waited for it to open. He saw the curtain flutter, and then a moment later, Penguin was at the door.
"Hi, Law," the younger teen said nervously, then let him in.
Law immediately went to the kitchen to get Bepo and himself some water, then sat down on the living room couch. Guin followed him in, and perched himself on the edge of the cushions, as if to spring up at any moment, and opened and closed his mouth several times before Law addressed him, annoyed.
'If you have something to say, then just spit it out!"
"I'msosorrybutIhadnochoicebecausehemademetellhim! IamsosorryLaw!" Guin said in a rush. He looked as pale as a ghost.
As soon as Law discerned what was said, he tensed in his seat and his blood froze. Him? As in Doflamingo?
"What?" He asked coldly, dangerously. "Who?"
"The teacher, man! He cornered me last night after you socked him, and he made me tell him everything I knew about you!"
Law felt his heart rate slow down, and his body unclentch. It was only Kidd? Well, that was better then Doflamingo. Penguin didn't know a lot of stuff about his personal life, but still. He would make Penguin sweat it out.
"What did you tell him, Penguin?" He questioned, letting his voice make the other teen shudder.
Penguin looked ready to piss his pants. And after the day that he had had so far, Law needed a little enjoyment...
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'Not a damn useful thing!' Cursed Eustass as he shuffled through the papers he was correcting on his desk Sunday after noon. Penguin has said nothing that wasn't generic knowledge about Law. The only tgthing that had any meaning to him was when Penguin informed him that Law had been in highschool for six whole years, even though Kidd knew that Law was smarter than anyone he had ever met.
That lead to two distinct possiblities : 1. Law needed school as an excuse to stay away from something, or 2. Law had someone special he was looking out for.
Since the second seemed highly unlikely given the teens secretive and unknown nature, the first was the answer. But then it brought up another question: what was Law trying to stay away from?
Kidd threw his correcting pen ontop of the pile of essays he asked the students to submit the past Wednesday. He was happy that the students were seeming to enjoy the class and participate in the disscussions, even Portgas D. Ace was falling asleep a little less to take part in the discussions, but Trafalgar Law held Kidd's intrest.
The teen had a lot of potential as a singer, he saw that first hand. Law was on of the seven Lords of the music industry even, Kidd had found out one night on Google, his work claiming national attention, rising to the top in just a few short years. His alternative/indie rock arrangements captured audiences across the world, and had sold millions of copies of their first 15 song album in just a few hours.
kidd had never seen anything like it, but he could also tell that whatever the lead singer was going through was the inspiration for all of his songs. In fact, Kidd would bet his ass, that the next knew song was the one that Law sang in class the other day. That had certainly caught the red head off guard, and Kidd was known for his intuition.
He leaned back and slouched Iin his chair, rubbing his eyes. He had been correcting papers all morning, and his brain was fried with all of the theory and opinions that the students had written down for him to read and chose which side he agreed with. He looked down and picked up another paper. The heading was small and simple, but it held a difficult question. When he looked at the writer of the paper, he saw why. Trafalgar Law was one complicated person, he decided and put down the essay.
He decided something, and stood. He gathered up his things and grabbed his bike keys before heading out the door. He looked down at the address he had scribbled down an a Post-it earlier that morning. Dressrosa Estate, huh? That sounded pretty fancy, though if Law really did support all that sound equipment in the school, then it wasn't really surprising. He read further down and saw the name 'Don Quixote Doflamingo'. Hmm... that was a weird name... didn't that guy chase windmills or something? Ah, well, who cares? He was going to find out what was wrong with Law, one way or another, even if that meant going to Law's house and to meet the folks!
BUM BUM BUUUUMMMM! What is gonna happen next? I dont even know, so I'll let you know when I do! ;)