A/N: I finally had the time to update…. *slowly reaching the table by crawling on the ground* why is it the human body is so complicated? I need to be a good surgeon like Law…well the good part is still debatable since Law is a sadist. Anyways here is another update!

Disclaimer: Don't own any anime, manga or songs!

Warnings: VERY SHORT CHAPTER! But I missed writing so here ya go!

Chapter 16: To protect sometimes meant to be hated

"Ne, King, what are you reading?" a childish and curious voice asked as he peered on the book though his translucent hands could not touch it. He could if he would possess his 'King's' body but then they could not play together because 'King' could not appear outside like him.

"Alice in Wonderland" his 'King' answered him without a second glance. He pouted at this. What did he do wrong to have this treatment anyway?

"Is it good?"

"I don't know,"

Silence settled around them and he almost decided to get back inside for he knew that his 'King' would not play with him anytime soon. What did he do wrong? He just killed the noisy guy who kept shouting and begging and all those noises were too much that his 'King' could not get even five minutes of sleep!

"I wonder…" he heard his 'King' spoke and he stared back at him, hopeful that they could finally play, "What made the red queen to be so bad?"

"Red Queen?"

"Yes, the red queen. She represents the Queen of Hearts in Wonderland."

"Then isn't she supposed to represent love?"

"That's why I wonder…" finally his 'King' looked at him in the eyes, "What made her so bad?"

Another silence followed and he knew that his 'King' was expecting an answer from him. He smiled gently knowing what was hidden behind that question.

"Maybe she was protecting something or someone that she was prepared to be a villain just to keep it safe."

"…protecting?"

"Yes, she was protecting what was precious to her…even if in the end she will be the hated one she will still continue to protect that precious thing."

His 'King' stared at him analyzing his answer. Then the next words caught him off guard.

"You still do not have a name, right?"

"Name?" he looked at his 'King' for he did not know what he meant.

"Yeah, a name."

"What does it mean?"

"It means you will have something that will represent you. A word that can be uttered and it will only mean you."

"Something that will represent me?"

"Right," his 'King' was in deep in thought probably thinking what kind of name will suit him, "How about 'Surgeon of Death'?"

"Why made it sound so morbid?" he could not helped but to question the naming sense of his 'King'

"Because," his 'King' looked at him with gentleness he was not used to, "Even though in the end I will just hate you, you will still continue to love and protect me by killing everyone. A name is something that will represent you and if I will call you that then it will make me realize that you are just trying to protect me."

Slowly Surgeon of Death opened his eyes. How long did he sleep? He was dancing all day that he got tired and chose to search for a good place to take a rest. Then he found a room that only had a sofa inside and it was facing the only window in it.

Turning his head to the right he saw the night sky was already being lit up by the stars little by little. So it's already that late, huh? He hoped the bodies didn't start to rot…well who he was kidding? The bodies were already stiff since it already had been five hours since he murdered them. Oh well, he did admire himself in the art he made. Who said he could not make something closed to artistic type using a kitchen knife and a vernier caliper?

Putting his right hand on his forehead he started to mull on some information that started to sink in his mind.

Really, how long was he asleep?

Gazing on his left palm he realized that his 'King' was a grown up man now. The last thing he could remember was that his 'King' was just a child who was always trembling in the farthest corner of the room but now the body he was occupying was already in the age of 21.

Surgeon of Death knew that Trafalgar Law really despised his existence for he was nothing but a merciless murderer. Though no matter what he will still protect his beloved Law even if it meant that he will be hated forever. He just need to make sure that his 'King' will not have the chance to lock him away again.

"Let me be your Queen of Hearts," Surgeon of Death whispered as he stood up and open the window to meet the cold night air, "and let me destroy this twisted wonderland."

…even though until now you forgot the promise behind the name you have given to me.

The ride to Dressrosa was both tense and annoying. Tense because the party who joined on Bon Clay's ship were readying themselves for battle and annoying because the owner of the ship along with his crew were making noises that gets on their nerves. Like who practiced ballet in the middle of what would be an all out of fight?

No one, right?

Exactly, that's the point.

Mihawk and Zoro just blocked the noises by meditation though it was not too deep for they were too concerned of what will happen once they reached Dressrosa. Killer just stared absentmindedly to the sea but for someone who really knew the blond then that mood do not forebode anything good. Kidd was trying to sleep though it was painfully obvious that he would not get any of it. Sanji did some stretching on his legs and some basic kicking while Smoker just lighted his eight pair of tobaccos.

"Smoker-san," Sanji started the conversation while stretching and the older man welcomed it with a grunt, "Law is not your real son, right?"

"Yeah," Smoker answered as he blew the smoke.

"Just out of curiosity, why did you adopt him?" Sanji knew that he was stepping a line but he was really curious about it. Ever since he heard the story directly from Law he could not help but to think on what was the main reason of Smoker in adopting his friend. It's true it was the man who found and rescued Law but Smoker had no real obligations to the insomniac at all.

He would not be in burden right now if he just let the authorities do the job.

Smoker took his time in answering the question. The kid had some guts to ask something like that. If he was like your ordinary day protective father he would have punch the blond chef a long time ago. Well, if the tone had been insensitive he might have done it anyway. But he knew that it was just pure curiosity that urged his adopted son's friend to do that…and maybe a hint of protectiveness also.

Sanji thought he would not get an answer when Smoker finally spoke,

"You could say it was my instinct. The moment I saw him when he was a kid I knew that I don't want him to be out of sight. Besides," Smoker looked at the blond chef directly in the eyes, "there are times that professional help is not needed, all there is to do was to stay beside him and let him know that he is loved."

That answer, even though it was a little vague, made Sanji to feel contented. At least Smoker was not the kind who was only trying to be good because of responsibility and duty. The government agent was really a caring father.

All of their tasked were interrupted by a scream.

"HEY! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING HERE?!" the shrill voice of Bon Clay broke through the tense atmosphere making the rescue party run to where the shout came from.

Upon arriving they saw something that made their eyes widened in shock…well not all of them since Smoker already knew it, Mihawk was too prideful to let such a comical reaction form on his face and Killer was too good on his poker face.

Their on the wooden floor of the storage room for foods were the three kids who were supposed to be in the hospital right now.

Ace was really pissed that they were discovered judging from his scowl and the way he was giving Luffy one of his famous angry looks.

Sabo had the decency to appear a little apologetic on the fact that they got on without any permission.

Luffy was busy nursing the lump on his head while trying to compress the tears that were starting to form in his eyes.

A few minutes ago after Bon Clay finally dismissed his men from their ballet session the okama decided to get some drink. The kitchen was just next to the storage room so one thing led to another because the trio was fighting over something. Well, it was more like the boy with a scar under his left eye was trying to get away from the grasp of the two other boys and they forgot that they were supposed to be quiet.

"Ace, Luffy, Sabo!" Sanji called out the name of each boy and the little ones flinched at the venomous way their names were called out, "What are you doing in here?!"

The trio looked at the blond chef and they cowered in fear when they sensed that the man was burning in fury….probably because of them.

"S-Sanji!" Luffy put his hands in defense, "I-it's not like we sneak in here so that we can save Daddy also!"

"LUFFY, SHUT UP!" Ace and Sabo exclaimed and it earned the youngest another two lumps on his head.

"What was that for?!"

"You idiot! You just tell them why we are here!" Ace said as he was once again raising his fist to make some sense to his idiotic little brother.

"Oi, Ace, that's enough!" thankfully Sabo had gathered enough rationality to stop his brother from further damaging the brain cells of the youngest.

"All of you shut up!" Sanji once again gained the attention of the kids. Immediately the trio shut their mouth in fear of being cooked for the next meal,

"What shall we do now?" Killer asked to everyone while leaning on the doorframe not exactly caring that the kids were in tow. In fact the scene right now was very amusing to him and it was not to his everyday life to find this kind of entertainment.

"Adopted or not the kids shares the same stubborn attitude from their father," Kidd groaned as he put his right palm on his hands trying to push instincts in hurting the kids from their obvious reckless decisions away.

"I don't really mind them being in here," Zoro finally spoke as he walked forward and started patting Luffy's head, "I mean, what's worse that will happen?"

"'What's worse that will happen?'" Sanji repeated the last words of his lover, "You idiot Marimo! The worse that could happen is for them being killed in battle!" he screamed right in front of Zoro's ears.

"Shit! Will you calm down already ero-cook?!"

"What did you call me you good for nothing Marimo?!"

And their bickering started already forgetting the reason why they were fighting in the first place.

"So…what are we going to do now?" Killer repeated his earlier question.

"It's very unwise to have the kids to accompany us in Dressrosa but," Mihawk sighed as he realized that their options were very limited, "We are too far in New World City to turn back."

"I don't see the problem in having them to go with us," Smoker finally spoke and everyone in the room stared at him in disbelief. Yes, everyone, including the very calm Dracule Mihawk who thought that aside from him White Chase had more sense than anyone of the occupants of the ship. Sadly it was like he was mistaken.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute," Kidd rubbed his left temple trying to assess their situation, "You're gonna bring them with us?"

"Well, they are already in here."

"Oi, that's not funny at all!" Sanji protested, "These kids will only die if we bring them with us!"

"Shut up, Blackleg Sanji," Smoker stared at the blond with every ounce of seriousness that Sanji was forced to back away a few steps in fear "Have all of you already forgotten that these kids used to live in the streets?"

"What do you mean by that?" it was Kidd who asked this time trying also to protest.

"Meaning they are official delinquents back then."

"I still don't get what you mean."

Smoker let out a frustrated sigh, "Use your heads idiots. What I want to say is that they will do everything to get what they want."

A/N: See? I told ya it's short. Well as an apology here is a short Omake! Though I don't know if there is a difference between an omake and a special chapter.

Omake

Fifteen year old Trafalgar Law

Law: Hey Dad, I have a question.

Smoker: What is it?

Law: Can I marry Vivi-sensei?

Smoker: (choke on his own coffee) W-what the hell *cough* do you mean *cough* by that?!

Law: Well I read that when you love a girl you should marry them.

Smoker: …and you think you are in love with Vivi?

Law: (started thinking for a moment) hey Dad, what does love means anyway?

Smoker: …I think it is similar how you like Bepo bears so much.

Law: (looked scandalized for a moment) so it means if I marry Vivi-sensei it means I love her more than Bepo!

Smoker: Well…basically yes.

Law: No way! I don't want to marry anymore! No one can replace Bepo!

Smoker: (does not know if he will sighed in relief or frustration)

Law: Hey Dad,

Smoker: What now?

Law: Can I marry Bepo instead?

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