A/N:

~Never Have I Ever~

Chapter 2 - Two Fingers Down

Fuck.

Law opened his eyes, and everything seemed so groggy. Light pierced at his grey irises and he closed them immediately. Why was it so goddamn bright in here? He let out a moan as he pushed himself up from his bed annoyed to draw the curtains closed from his window. His sudden movements caused an ache in his head and he quickly sat down.

Ugh. Why did he feel so wasted?

He rubbed between his brows and looked around the dark of his room, his senses oddly heightened, and realized that he had no recollection of even getting back home. He laid back down in his sheets and wondered how he even got to his room. Maybe Penguin or one of his friends probably put him to bed, but everything seemed like such a blur. All he remembered was getting off of work and then meeting up with his friends along the way, then going into a bar. They started drinking, Shachi was laughing, Chopper and a few others were actually there, and then… nothing.

His head throbbed even more as he tried to recollect anything else. Damn, he usually doesn't get this badly drunk! A pit in his gut told him that something bad must've happened last night that made him so, but he didn't want to spend any more time trying to think about it or his head was going to explode. Law got up from his bed still smelling like booze, and headed straight to the shower. Maybe a good hot bath would clear his mind.

He stripped off his clothes as he walked to the bathroom and threw them at the basket once he got there. He was too tired to even look at the mirror as he passed it and quickly stepped into the tub. He was probably just going to look like shit anyway; he could feel last night still lingering on his face.

He turned on the shower to hot and let the warm heat wash over him to rid yesterday's dirt away. He grabbed the soap and shampoo and rinsed himself. The water felt so good on his skin that he stood there a few minutes longer before he got out. He drew the shower curtains aside and by the time he was done, a fog had formed, floating in the air and stuck to the mirror. Law grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist and used another one to dry his hair.

It helped a little, and his mind was a little calmer now, but another thing popped up in his head while he was thinking. He actually had a shift today at the hospital in a few hours.

His body suddenly felt heavier complaining to him that it was still so tired. He really shouldn't have gone to that party...

Law stepped out of the bathroom and into the hallway half naked to get back to his room when he passed by the kitchen and heard some whispering.

"How are we gonna tell him?"

"I don't know."

"Damn, I feel so stupid."

"Do you think he really wanted it? I don't know how Law would react if we tell him,"

"Tell me what?" Law barged into the kitchen hearing his name.

Penguin and Shachi who were sitting at the table froze at his sudden appearance and looked at him wide eyed. They looked like they were caught doing something illegal. The two shifted in their seats, and Law noticed that their faces looked tired as he was.

"Law," Shachi spoke up. He almost had the same dark circles Law wore on a usual day.

"Don't tell me I did something stupid," Law walked in casually expecting an answer. Knowing how bad he felt right now, he was for sure he did something idiotic while he was drunk.

His two friends looked at each other casting weird glances.

"You… drank a lot last night," Penguin admitted.

To his ears, it didn't sound too bad. "Is that all?" he asked.

They didn't say anything.

Law shrugged it off taking it as there was nothing else to say. Quite relieved actually since he didn't want to hear that he did something dumb that might circulate around school or to the hospital he was interning at. He didn't want to hear people talking behind his back whenever he turned a corner. That would've been a pain.

Seeing the two mugs at the table his friends were drinking, Law went ahead and made himself a cup of tea to ease the throb of his hangover. He grabbed a mug and poured water from the heated kettle over at the oven. When he turned around, he saw Shachi and Penguin staring at his lower back.

"What?"

Both of the hatted men looked up meeting his eyes and quickly tore them away. Law gave them a look as he took a sip of his black tea.

"You guys had too much to drink too, didn't you?"

It was late afternoon that they all woke up, and both of them were freaking out. It was only Law that had a shift this Saturday, so he left the kitchen earlier to leave and get ready. Once he left the room, Shachi turned to Penguin.

"Rock, paper, scissors. I swear, if I lose I will tell him,"

Penguin gave him a condescending look telling him he was childish. He was about to say something else when Law came back in.

"Hey guys," he popped his head back in the kitchen half dressed with his pants on. "Have you seen my hat? I can't find it anywhere."

Law brushed his hand through his naked hair worried of his favorite hat.

"Did I leave it somewhere?"

Memories of last night flashed in Shachi's mind, and Law clearly had his cap on after they left the bar. If they didn't come home with it, then…..

"Not that we know of," Shachi answered, but he was looking at Penguin.

Penguin raised his brows figuring the same thing out. Law let out an exasperated sigh and went back to his room searching. His back left to the hallway facing the two still at the table as if mocking them, the black line of the tattoo curving as if to smile. After a few good seconds and sure that he was away, Penguin lifted up his clenched hand over the table.

"Okay," he nodded.

There was no way he was going to be the one to break the news of losing Law's cap. That was Bepo's gift to him before they left from the North. Shachi did the same and placed his fist a few inches apart from his.

Ready?

"Mhn,"

Kidd traced his fingers at the tattoo. Lips still intact, the man pushed him back against the makeshift bed so that he was pinned down at the bottom. A pair of hands pushed against his shoulders and the kiss was broken apart.

"Hey," Kidd complained at the broken contact.

A white spotted blur capped at his head and blocked his sight. He reached to move it aside when a hand grabbed his wrist to stop him.

"You can't look," a breath whispered in his ear.

Kidd relaxed as a mouth nibbled at his lobes and down to his neck. A hand reached over to his belt unbuckling it and zipped down his pants. The kisses started to trail to his chest and abs and followed the light trail of hair down to his cock.

A tongue licked under his balls playfully then left to head for his tip. Kidd stifled a groan when a warmth enveloped him as a mouth took him in and squeezed his shaft.

"Mhn,"

Kidd woke with a start. He almost fell out of bed as he scrambled to sit up.

What the hell was that? He ran a hand through his hair and felt it damp. Did he just wake up from a nightmare? He felt the stickiness of sweat on his face, but it wasn't the only place that felt like it. He lifted up his blankets and looked down.

Oh fuck.

Really?

Damn this was gross.

He jumped out of bed and tore his sheets away from his mattress. There was no way he got off of that dream. It wasn't even that good! No guy is able to give a blow that well, even in dreams. Not that he'd know, but - wait. Why was he even thinking about this?!

He turned his head to the cabinet at the corner of his room blaming the very stranger who appeared in his dreams, and glared at the white spotted cap. He grabbed the furry thing and threw it in the air, but it didn't hit the ground. Instead, it fell perfectly on his bed as it floated gently down.

It was indeed, a hat with class.

*present time at the apartment

"Ask your question already," Kidd was getting impatient. "And giving someone a tattoo doesn't mean shit. I gave lots of people tattoos, that was my job back in highschool. At least ask questions that show I did something with Law."

Shachi frowned at him. He wasn't actually that in tune with everything that happened in Kidd's and Law's relationship so it was hard for him to think of something. He tried to think hard, rummaging through the deepest parts of his brain, when he remembered overhearing a conversation Law had with Doflamingo. Shachi put his ten fingers up again.

"Never have I ever been dumped by someone because of Law,"

It took a second for Kidd to remember and his eyes sparked up when he did.

"Whew~" someone whistled. "That sounds pretty bad,"

"Ace!" Luffy shouted greeting his brother as the freckled teen popped his head by the door.

"What's the big idea leaving me alone downstairs?" he turned to Luffy. "I came to visit you today, but when I woke up from my nap, everyone was gone!"

"Well, you were sleeping," Luffy pouted. "Besides, Kidd came over to visit!"

"So you left me?"

"Get out of here, Ace," Kidd grunted knowing full well that the boy's presence would only make his situation worse.

He actually hung out a lot with the pyromaniac ever since they got detention together back in highschool, even now, so the dark haired teen knew more about the things he did with Law more than anyone else in the room. He actually asked him a for a favor regarding Law once…

The freckled teen only laughed at Kidd's gruffness and sat down on the floor with them joining the circle next to Luffy and Shachi.

"I only came to check on my little brother," he smiled. "and I got lonely by myself, so don't get mad at me. But what are you guys doing? Twenty questions?"

"Never have I ever," Zoro answered.

"Ah! I like that game!" Ace put up his hands to join. "Let me play, too! Was the thing with Law the last thing that was said?"

Ace put a finger down and everyone's face went into a surprise.

"You dated Law before?!"

The freckled teen made a face. (No offense to Kidd, but they were just friends.)

"No, he just helped me break up with someone. We sort of got into a weird relationship, and he just helped me sort some things out. It was hard dating a cop."

It was a thing only Luffy, Zoro, and Kidd remembered back in highschool when Ace stayed out late hanging out with some cop who smoked a lot, part of the time because he was actually in trouble for setting something on fire. They stopped seeing the man though after Ace's first year of college, but never really knew what happened. Guess they did now.

"It's nothing compared to what happened to Kidd though. That woman was crazy, right?" the older D grinned.

Kidd grumbled putting another finger down knowing that Ace was just messing with him.

Stupid Ace. That woman was actually pretty scary.

*back to those few months ago

Kidd threw the soiled sheets and clothes in the laundry basket. One good thing about living alone in an apartment is that he didn't have to explain to a roommate about any of this. As just a freshman at college, he couldn't afford it, but his parents insisted that he get one and gave him enough money to get a small place of his own which he was grateful for. Just as soon as he finished taking a shower and was getting ready to go to the laundry room downstairs, someone knocked at his door. He dropped the basket at the living room floor and went to answer it.

"Viola?" he found a slim woman with wavy black hair standing outside his door.

She had half her hair pulled back with a red rose clipped at the side, and she was wearing a white dress that frilled at the bottom.

"Hey," she smiled happy to see him. They stared at each other for a while as Kidd wasn't expecting to see her, until she asked to come in.

Crap. He really wasn't expecting his girlfriend to come. Well, "girlfriend." They went out a few times, but that was just that. After high school, they went to different colleges and she was supposed to go off to study in another country. He was kind of hoping that they'd never see each other again, and left it as just that.

"Are you that happy to see me?" she asked when he didn't move. "My school doesn't start until next month so I still stayed here. I was hoping I'd get to see you and spend some time together before I leave."

"Oh," was all Kidd managed to say. "Actually, I was going down to do laundry right now - mph!"

She closed his lips with hers as she hugged him and kissed him inside. She pushed him back in the apartment and smiled as they got into the living room.

"I missed you," she pulled back and looked at him with genuine longing. "You haven't called since graduation, and I was worried. You didn't forget me, did you?"

Kidd didn't know how to answer. He held Viola awkwardly in his hands and as she kissed him again, he tried to peel her off. How did she even find out where he lived?! He hasn't spoken to her for months, and this was before he moved out of Killer's condo!

"I didn't forget you -"

"Good," she kissed him again.

Her mouth ran all over his face as she pulled him to his bedroom.

"I missed you, mnh, so much,"

Kidd didn't want to hit her to make her stop, but she kept on going and pushed him down the bed. He tried to sit back up but she kept a hand on his chest and straddled him trapping him under her weight. The mattress wasn't comfortable at all as it felt rougher without the cushions of his blankets.

"You're washing your sheets? You should've waited until tomorrow," she smiled noticing and traced her tongue down the side of his neck.

She ignored his warnings to tell her to stop, and Kidd was actually surprised when after a few seconds, she did. She made a sharp movement at the other side of the bed to grab at something.

"What is this?" she turned to him holding a white spotted cap in her hand. "Who's is this?"

She eased her weight on him, and Kidd was finally able to push himself up. He looked at her accusing face and the relief of her finally stopping was quickly fading. She was angry.

"I've never seen you wear this before," she frowned. "And this isn't your style."

"It was something a customer left back at the tattoo shop," he explained. "And it's a guy's."

"You told me that you stopped working there months ago,"

"I did. But they needed help, so I came over this week. I was there the whole night."

The look in her face showed that she didn't believe him. She looked down at the barren mattress and for some reason, she noticed a change in the air of the room. Her eyes shot at Kidd's in some realization, and she hastily jumped off of him. She stomped back to the living room where his laundry basket was and he immediately went after her.

"Viola," he called her.

She rummaged through the basket and found the soiled sheets inside.

"You're cheating on me!" she threw the cap at him. "You're disgusting!"

"I'm not cheating on you!" Kidd had enough. "We broke up already!"

Didn't no phone calls, no contact for months mean they were through?

"No Kidd!" she yelled, her beautiful face contorting to an angry ugliness. Her eyes began to water from hurt as she really loved him. "I was waiting for a phone call, a text, or something! I was waiting for you!"

She grabbed the clothes inside the basket and threw them at him too. Tears began to fall down her cheeks and formed into streams.

"You jerk! We weren't through, because right now, I'm breaking up with you."

She kept throwing things, even the basket, and hit Kidd right at the head. Something scratched his temple and he gritted his teeth. He blocked whatever next object she threw at him and stomped over to her to grab her wrists.

"Get out."

He threw her aside to the direction to the door. She stumbled in her heels, but didn't move as her shoulders rose in little whimpers. A drop of blood ran down Kidd's face as he watched her waiting for her to leave, when she turned around to face him again. This time, a darkness filled the black of her eyes.

"Men," she snarled.

She reached over to grab a bowl where Kidd left his keys, and threw it at him.

Holy shit! Kid ducked to hide behind his couch and he heard the porcelain break against the wall. This girl is crazy! Viola continued to throw things at his direction, and the sound of things breaking surrounded him.

He had to get out of here! Kidd looked around and found his motorcycle keys on the floor not too far off and he booked it. He grabbed the keys from the carpet and rolled to dodge a flying object. Quickly getting up, he ran to the door, got his helmet at the near drawer, and made the hell out of there.

He could hear footsteps coming after him as he ran down the stairs of his apartment and he rushed it to the parking lot where he kept his motorcycle. He pulled off the protective covering throwing it to the side and hopped on. This was why he wanted to break up in the first place! He put on his gear and started his bike. Not waiting to see any signs of his ex, he drove off.

He swerved in the streets not caring where he was going and went as far to enter the freeway.

Damn. To think this all happened because of a damn hat. You know, he would've been happy if it was actually a girl that it belonged to and took home. No, actually, this all happened because he took in a drunk at work. A sober person wouldn't have forgotten to take their damn hat with them!

His growl became lost in the roar of his bike. He really needed to vent off his anger at this point. The only person that came to mind was Killer, and he had a strong urge to go see him right now. He was in the freeway already anyway. Might as well go to the hospital to see the shaggy haired idiot who got into a motorcycle accident. If he wasn't injured, then they could've gone drinking but Kidd guessed he'd settle with just seeing him.

Kidd revved up his bike loudly that he didn't hear a truck honk at him. By the time he noticed it, the truck was coming at him in an intersection and it was too late. A huge wall of metal came crashing at him, and all he could discern was that he was flying. His shoulder hit the ground first, and a big bite of pain shot through his left arm. The rest of his body flipped against the concrete, and his vision became black.

"It was a good party, huh, Law?"

"Yesterday was really crazy, wasn't it?"

"Man, last night was awesome!"

Everyone was giving him these wide goofy grins that it made Law uncomfortable. It was weird to see this much smiling, especially in the ER. He leaned over a desk as he watched people walk on by, the other interns walking with a happy stride.

Did something happen last night? Was it something really stupid? He couldn't shake off the paranoia that he was the one that provided some entertainment for the party last night. He hoped he didn't strip or something, but that sounded more like something Ace would do. Law mulled over the possibility but rejected it since all his co-workers were there so he would've had a mind to keep self aware even if he was drunk. But what then?

"Law! We need you! Another patient!" someone shouted.

Law immediately pulled himself into action and hurried to where they were calling him. He hurried to the hallway and they were dragging a patient in a bed.

"What happened?" another intern asked.

"A motorcycle accident. We need to check for any internal bleeding,"

"We need to take care of his arm first," Law helped pull him in a room.

The other workers and doctors hurried to take care of the patient and Law was in charge of cleaning the bleeding arm and stitching the wound closed. Taking care of the immediate things first, they then sent the patient to the MRI to check for bone fractures and any other internal damage.

It all went by pretty quickly, Law had to admit. The ER was the busiest and most stressful part of the hospital, but it seemed that there wasn't much of an alarm for the motorcycle patient. There wasn't a lot damage other than a broken arm, some broken bones, and a few stitches at his head that would heal up soon enough in a few months, which was amazing based on what he heard from the medics who brought him in from the ambulance. Internally though, Law was kind of hoping for a little more bloody action. A ruptured organ or pierced lung perhaps?

They said that he flew a hundred feet from the crash and skidded another ten, and that his helmet actually split open. A trail of blood followed after his limp body, but he was still half conscious and breathing when they found him. He was miraculously the only one that received any injuries, the truck driver making it out alive with only a few scratches.

Law readjusted the IV on the patient, and took a closer look at him. A white bandage wrapped around his forehead which contrasted with the fiery red hair. The strands were messy and wild on his head, and Law noticed the muscled build of the stranger. The crooked nose, and the hard angles of his face, the way he looked in general, Law thought it typical that the man would own a motorcycle and get in an accident. He looked reckless.

There was a twitch at the man's brow, and he shifted as if he was in pain. Law reached over to ease him down when a hand grabbed his own.

"Mhn," the man grumbled as he was starting to wake.

Law fell into a surprise as he was pretty sure they injected him full of drugs to keep him asleep for at least another set of hours. The man didn't let go as he opened his eyes groggily and looked around his surroundings.

"You're in the hospital," Law told him to save the confusion.

The man looked at him revealing a beautiful shade of golden red which caught Law even more off guard. He wasn't expecting to like the color. There was a pause before the man spoke to recollect his thoughts.

"I came here… to visit a friend," he looked at Law. "He was in a motorcycle accident."

"Well that makes two of you," he ran his eyes over the man finding the irony a little bitter.

The redhead blinked as if he was trying to process everything in his brain, and Law let him hold his hand a little longer as he stared at him blankly. After a while though, it seemed like he wasn't thinking anymore, but just staring at him. The man's eyes narrowed in thought as if he was trying to figure out if he knew Law or not, and it creeped him out.

"I think we need to up your morphine,"

Kidd swore he'd seen this man before. The scrubs were throwing his memory off, but the golden earrings were setting some familiarity in his brain. His head just wasn't working right at the moment.

The man wriggled his hand away from his hold, and Kidd suddenly felt sleepy. He let his eyes close and heard the the medical worker leaving. But he knew him, he was sure and it was bugging Kidd. He opened his eyes again and saw the dark haired man leaving. He was just outside Kidd's room, and another person suddenly bumped into him. Something he was holding fell to the floor and he bent down to pick it up.

*present time

Zoro was chuckling to the side while Ace was full on laughing. Who gets dumped for having a wet dream?

"Shut up!" Kidd growled at Ace. "Or I'll tell them about the time you had to run home naked!"

"Hey!" the teen grabbed his stomach from too much laughing and wiped a tear in his eye. "This is about you, not me!" Penguin had explained to Ace in the middle of the story the goal they were trying to achieve by playing this game. "And you should be nice to me because it's my turn to say something."

Ace put his nine fingers up.

"I've been nice to you all your life," Kidd grunted.

The freckled teen could only smile at that.

"Never have I ever checked out Law's ass,"

"What the heck?" Luffy jumped up his brows. "What type of statements are these? I thought these were supposed to be fun type of questions!"

He put on a frown disliking that the third statement was about Law again, and Zoro chuckled a small laugh.

"The purpose is to get Kid to put all his fingers down, Luffy," Zoro explained to him. "And these are fun questions,"

He gave Kid a look and a wide grin wiped Roronoa's face as he found it amusing to embarrass the redhead like this. An uneasiness settled over Kid as he just knew that there was something Zoro was saving up for.

"Well then, I don't want to play anymore!" Luffy stood up unsatisfied. "I'm going back downstairs!"

"Wait!" Shachi grabbed onto the boy's legs. "Please, Luffy! Help us!"

The boy stopped moving and looked down at his captor.

"Please. If we can show that Kid is really Law's boyfriend, then he has to go and talk to Law."

There was another loud thump against the bedroom door.

"He's not my boyfriend!" Law shouted angrily for a second time behind his door.

All the heads turned towards the bedroom remembering that the person they were talking about was still indeed in the house, and he could hear every single word they said perfectly.

Shachi looked back up at Luffy, and the boy shifted his eyes away. He scanned the room and found his friends give the same expectant look, and Luffy wiggled his captured leg away.

"Alright, fine!" he sat back down. "But I'm asking the next question!"

He let out a "hmph" as he folded his arms. Looking around the circle though, Luffy was sitting next to Ace, so it was going to be his turn next anyway.

"Alright, "Penguin nodded happy to concede to that request. "It's your turn next. But for right now," he turned to the only person who put a finger down to the previous question laid down at the game table, "How many times did you check out Law's ass again?"

Kid let out a snort and glared at the dark haired medical student right in the eyes.

"Fuck you guys,"

* Flashback

What the hell? Kid's mouth fell open. Was that… was that a tattoo? He tilted his head to get a better view at the man's behind. The intern wasn't wearing a doctor's coat so it was easy to see the skin as he bent over to pick up his fallen pen, his scrub shirt riding up.

The man got up and quickly turned around feeling a set of eyes on him and his gaze fell directly at Kidd. Kidd's eyes got caught in his dark gaze and the man gave him annoyed look. It was then that he realized what the intern was thinking, and he straightened up to shake his head horrified.

No! No! He wasn't checking out anyone's ass! He wasn't! A haughty smirk began to replace the intern's condescending look, and he turned away smug. The man strutted away, his narrow hips swaying as he walked off like a vixen.

Fuck. Kidd cursed to himself.

A/N: Hey guys! I hope you're all enjoying everything so far. If you guys have any ideas or things you want to see, then please feel free to do so! Or any characters that you wish to see. Remember that it will be Luffy's turn up next!

Extra:

Kidd: I'm pretty sure you've checked out Law's ass before.

Ace: I may be gay, but I choose who's ass to look at, thank you very much.

*Ace looks around but doesn't know that Law is actually inside his room

Ace: Okay. Maybe once.

Kidd: I knew it!

*Kidd grabs him angrily