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12

This was Kid's favourite day of the week, by far. Saturday. The only day where nothing was expected of him and when no future dark cloud hung over. For example, while Sunday was also a weekend day it had that feel of finality. Because without a shadow of a doubt, after Sunday came Monday. And that was Kid's least favourite day of the week. Who in their right minds even liked Mondays? They marked the beginning of yet another long week weather that implied school or work.

He took a breath full of fresh air, loving the crispiness of it. Winter was fast approaching. Soon the tall trees and numerous shrubbery around his modest house would lose their reddish tints and be decorated with sparkling icicles.

Kid took a second to admire the richly coloured clusters of fallen foliage at the base of each tree. Reads, oranges, yellows and every colour in between painted a perfect autumn ensemble. Kid was one of those people who liked all seasons equally but if he was being totally honest with himself he would have to give the winning ticket to autumn. Mainly because of his love of the colour red.

He liked the double meaning of it. While red could represent love and amore it also stood for macabre displays of bloody carnage. With a colour like that one couldn't go wrong. People couldn't judge and tag him. He liked that, though he never was the type to care about what other people thought. Rather, he would expressly go out of his way to piss someone off rather than listen to them.

With a satisfied grin, Kid finally pulled his eyes away from the lovely colours. It was time for him to engage in some good work. The sort of work that he enjoyed thoroughly and did as much as he could whenever he could. Mainly, working towards becoming a mechanic. Ever since he was a toddler he remembered being fascinated with scraps.

He considered anyone capable of making such impressive machines, such as cars, bikes, various working machineries, out of those seemingly random pieces of rubbish should be considered an artist. After all, wasn't an artist someone that created? If so then the true creators of this era should be the ones revered as the Michelangelos and the Leonardo da Vincis of the twenty-first century.

And Kid wanted to join their ranks. He understood it wasn't a big money job, but it was what he wanted out of life. He loved getting his hands dirty and his clothes turning black from the engine oil and grease. He even liked the irony smell of scrap metal. It was something he was good at.

God help him, he could not solve a collage mathematical equation to save his life but he could assemble a car together in record time. Was he proud of himself? Practically beaming.

Kid waited as the garage door slowly opened, by steadily climbing upwards. The autumn breeze tickled his bare arms. Even though it was nearing winter it was warm enough outside for him to wear a relatively thin white sleeveless t-shirt and blue working pants without fearing a cold. His always present goggles dangled around his neck. This is where they came in handy.

He ran over what he wanted to do that day. The engine on his bike was making a strange sound. It was faint but his finely tuned ears immediately picked on it and he instantly realized that something was wrong. He planned to get to the core of that problem and solve it. If there was one possession he loved, it was his giant shining red sports bike.

A beauty to the eye. A 2000 Super Hawk with 900cc and an adrenaline rush more effective than bungee jumping. It was one of those bikes that needed to be ridden aggressively and sometimes Kid took it for a fast going spin on the motorway in the weekend. Another thing he loved was the way the world drifted in the background when he was on his S. Hawk. The feel of the wind tearing at him almost as if he was in a constant struggle with it was exhilarating.

Most considered him crazy and this did nothing to disprove that theory. If he was going to die, then by all the seven layers of hell he was going down in a memorable way. It was with this pride and joy that Kid approached his baby.

'Miss me?' He ran his hand across the side of the luscious red body, loving the feel of the squeaky clean pain. He took good care of her, no question about that. 'Now let's see how we can fix you up.'

His nimble fingers moved to the engine compartment and he started undoing it, taking it piece by piece apart and studying each one individually with all the care of a concerned father. For all the attention he was giving it, the bike might as well have been his daughter. His fingers were already dressed in a black coat of oil.

Kid was careful not to touch the non-engine part of the bike again, until he wiped his hands on a white rag kept in the garage just for that reason. Half an hour later, Kid proudly exclaimed his triumph. After careful scrutinising he finally managed to get to the problem.

His top and trousers were stained with splotches and he even had a few marks on his cheek from when he stupidly rubbed his face with blackened fingers. The lines stretched from the corner of Kid's eye to his jaw, giving him a comical look. And he furthermore had another smudge on his forehead from the same accidental experience.

His back was turned away from the opened garage door as he looked for the tools he required. The sound of metal clinking against other metal chimed like a symphonised cluster of bells as his knowing hands danced.

'Sorry. Is this a bad time?' Kid turned his head towards the door surprised to hear Law's voice drifting through the air. Of course he had to scrape his hand in the process and curse at the unpleasant sensation. Law, on his part, stood perfectly still and struggled not to laugh. It was somewhat difficult since Kid's face was covered in marks, reminding Law of a panda. The black wasn't as intense but that's where his mind went.

'Law? What are you doing here?' Only surprise coated his question taking away any rude edge it may have had.

'Oh. Nami sent me here to bring you this.' He fished inside his hoodie pocket until his hand came out with a neatly folded piece of paper. He held it out to Kid who took it, after wiping his hands on the rag. Law let his eyes wander around the room, amazed at the sheer amount of tools and parts visible. The thought of Eustass as a mechanic didn't come as a surprise at all. Law thought it suited him perfectly.

Meanwhile, Kid eyed the piece of snow white paper with distrust. He knew Nami's MO. If it was something important she used a phone, like a god-damn normal person. Since when did she send letters? He unfolded it and started reading the short, albeit straight to the point text.

'Okay, don't say I'm not a good friend. Here's Law! This is your chance to talk to him and set things straight. So god help me if you don't do something I'll personally tie you to the end of your precious Super Hawk and drive off at full speed. I don't make empty threats.

P.S. This is also an opportunity to have some sweet fun. ^3^

Nami'

Law's attention went back to Kid and watched as he crumbled the piece of paper then tore it to tiny pieces over and over again. Kid was pissed. How could she, the smart one, be so stupid?! 'What if he saw?! What if he read it on his way here? And what the fuck does she mean by 'some sweet fun'?!'

'Did you read this?'

'No!' Law realized his answer was way too fast, but Kid's tone was very low and serious and it startled him. However when Kid fixed his frowning eyes on Law's he understood that his denial was not believed, so he elaborated. 'Nami warned me that if anyone other than you reads it, including myself, they will have their eyes popped out and their tongues yanked off. She was terrifyingly emphatic about the details.'

'Yep. That'll be her.' But Kid's expression relaxed and he was once more smiling lazily. He pushed his goggles up and had a better look at Law. He hadn't seen the young genius outside of school clothing before.

Law had on a pair of tight blue skinny jeans, with leopard black spots running across the majority of the length, which fitted him perfectly. Kid could see the exact shape of his long, thin legs and he felt a sudden drying sensation taking over his mouth. Quickly he moved his eyes to Law's top. A hoodie with the arms and hood black while the central region was yellow. Like the trousers it was also just the perfect amount of tight for Kid to see Law's thin waist and angular hips. He moved his eyes away even quicker to Law's last item of clothing. His furry white hat that matched the leopard prints on his trousers. That was safe. 'But it looks damn cute on him….'

'Wanna come inside?' Kid caught his thoughts before they raced to other things. Dangerous things. Things that he wanted very badly.

'Sure.' Law didn't seem to notice the sudden hastiness of the question or the creeping blush across his pale complexion, though that may have been the fault of his dirty face. Either way, Kid was not one to complain about his stroke of luck. Unfortunately he realized his mistake far too late. 'Wait. If I bring Law inside then I'll be alone. With him. In my house. … That can't be good.'

Well too late. With a loud sigh he lead the other student inside, careful to touch as little as possible to avoid leaving oily prints all over the place. No point in making his life more difficult in the long run.

'You go on inside and make yourself comfortable, while I go take a shower. I'll be quick.'

'Um…Okay.' But Kid was already rushing up the stairs, taking two at a time, and Law was left at the entrance of the living room.

He stood there for a minute, frozen, much like that night when he was cascading with rain water. He shivered remembering why he was drenched in the first place. It also served to remind him of the true reason why he came. His expression turned sombre and he felt the full extent of his sleepless nights weigh his limbs down.

He made his way to the nearest sitting area, the couch, and fell into it loving the softness of the cushions that seemed to swallow him. He closed his eyes for a moment, content to just let his mind and body rest. Only for a moment. Law felt like he was divided in two parts straight down the middle.

The first was incredibly happy at Kid's welcome, free of judgement so far. Considering his behaviour the last time they met Law expected a multitude of questions and accusations that he could neither answer nor deny. He couldn't fully express how happy he was that Kid didn't bring up the subject.

The second was incredibly sad, at the same thing. It once more served to remind him of what a great guy Eustass was and that tore him to shreds. Law knew why he was there. He was there to end things with Kid. He knew he had to do it, but he just couldn't bring himself to get into that discussion. He was being selfish but he just couldn't… Not yet.

He told himself that he would do it as soon as Kid came down. Until then, he would just unwind a little. Thought that was next to impossible. There was no way he could relax when he felt so bad. He felt sick and exhausted. He just wanted to curl up in a ball and fall asleep on Kid's sofa.

Law inhaled a deep breath, intended to steady his nerves. As if by magic, the tenseness of his muscles evaporated. The smell. It was all Kid. Law inhaled again, letting his mind drift to the man whose natural scent he was surrounded by. His warm, creamy skin. His dangerous looking eyes that turned out to be so unbelievingly kind. His long strands of burning hair that gave the illusion it was burning. Law remembered wanting to touch it and see if it would indeed burn. It was that sort of silliness that Kid induced in him.

Then his mind drifted to the first day Kid brought him to his home. With sudden realisation he remembered why this couch felt so familiar. Law crossed his legs fighting to move his thoughts away from that. His skin was very hot and he desperately wanted a glass of cool water.

He jumped out of the couch, unable to take the heat of the scent and memories anymore. He moved back towards his spot by the entrance again letting the autumn air cool him down from the still ajar door. Steadily he managed to get himself under control again. He willed his heart to stop drumming tattoos into his ribcage.

'Oh come on! Don't tell me you stayed by the door all this time again!' Law snapped his head towards the head of the stairs fast enough to hear his neck creaking in protest. Immediately his heart was right back to its medially dangerous rampart beats. As a doctor in becoming he knew the signs of a cardiac arrest and he was having them. Right there.

'Get inside or I'll drag you in.'

'Sorry.' Law wasn't sure what he was apologising for but he did as he was told, turning his face away from Kid's and trying to hide his reddening cheeks. At times like those he wanted to get on his knees and thank all the deities out there for blessing him with a darker complex that hid his blushes from inattentive eyes.

The image of Kid at the top of the stairs was burned into his memory. Forever. And oh wow, what an image. Law sat down on the couch again, mainly because he couldn't see where he was going, and closed his eyes for a moment to once more muster the necessary strength to calm himself again. He would rather take a one week long exam than have to deal with his hectic and rebellious heart. Damn, it could be a bother.

'calm down calm down calm down…..' He chanted the words repeatedly like a mantra. However they did little when faced with a Eustass Kid half naked and dripping water across his exposed chest. The usually spiked hair fell across his face, weighted down by their drink, and the only thing he was wearing was a pair of black jeans. Even his feet were bare. He had a towel in one hand and was still in process of drying off when he stepped out of the bathroom which would explain the wet torso. Law wanted to scream with frustration. No wait, it was lust. 'calm down calm down calm down calm down…..'

Law heard Kid as he descended down the stairs. He waited with tightly shut eyes and a very rigid posture, all the tenseness put right back into his muscles. He felt like the drawn string of a bow ready to be stretch to its breaking point. He didn't have to open his eyes to know that Kid was in front of him. He could practically see him smiling and he had to shout his mantra to get it across the sound of his drumming cardiac muscle.

'You okay? Law? Hellooo?'

'Fine thank you.' His words rushed out in a torrent and he forgot he was supposed to breathe as well. He kept his eyes tightly shut.

'Really? Cos from where I'm standing,' Kid leaned in and whispered the next part right into Law's ear ', and I'm very close, you don't look fine.' Kid pulled back and grinned widely as Law's eyes shot open instantly. Kid couldn't think of anything cuter than Law at that moment, with his strawberry red face and his comically opened mouth.

'I'm….fine…..fine….' Finding words was a task far too advanced for Law's brain under the circumstances. Kid raised an eyebrow as if to say, 'Yeah. I can see that.' while his grin got even wider, if that was possible.

'If you say so. Want something to drink? Coffee? Tea?... Alcohol?'

'Coffee please. Dark.' Was he happy to hear that word. Coffee. Yum. And he needed a shot of caffeine so badly…Anything to wake him up and keep him alert.

'Okay then. Wait here while I go make it. And if I come back and find you at the door again I'll put a collar on you and chain you to the couch. Like the little puppy you are.' Eustass was rewarded with another furious blush. Satisfied he left for the kitchen, practically whistling a tune to himself.

He knew he was being awfully mean but consider it payback. 'For leaving him hard and needy in the classroom. Besides, a bit of messing around never hurt anybody.' Or so he told himself. Though he was also well aware that he was threading very dangerous waters here. It was all he could do not to take advantage of the adorable younger man frozen on his couch.

His hands moved on autopilot, brewing the coffee and taking two mugs, doing all the work, while he thought of the couch. That couch had some serious powers. At one point, two days after their night of passion, Kid even considered throwing it outside just so he wouldn't have to look at it anymore. Since every time he laid eyes on the green cushions he remembered Law's moaning voice and his bucking hips and his…..'calm down calm down calm down…'

Kid took both cups, one with black coffee while the other had an obscene amount of sugar in it, and brought it to the small coffee table besides Law. Trafalgar watched Kid approach, not having moved a fraction of an inch. He knew this would be difficult, but he didn't expect this level of sexual tension between them. With a spark, Law expected to see an explosion.

'Here. Tell me if you want something else.'

'Thank you.' Law closed his slightly trembling hands around the red mug and brought it to his lips. As soon as the dark liquid hit his tongue he felt a million times better. Maybe it was because he desperately needed caffeine, or because Kid had some mysterious coffee making skills, but that was one of the best cups of coffee Law could remember having. He practically moaned as the warmth slid down his throat and collected in a comforting pool at the base of his stomach.

'I take it that means you like it.' Kid could physically see Law relaxing.

'Yeah. It's really good.' Law smiled back, finally feeling his heart settle in a steady beat. Coffee. It did wonders for him.

'You look like you need it. What's with the black bags under your eyes?' Kid took a sip out of his own purple cup. Sugar. It did wonders for him.

'I have a mild case of insomnia and sometimes I can't sleep. It can stretch for up to a few days on end and coffee is the only way I can keep going some mornings.' Law was surprised at how easily he could talk to Kid, about virtually anything. He never really had a friend before. He did have friends but he never let them fully in. But if it was Kid he felt like he could tear down his defences.

'Insomnia, hm? That explains why you look like a zombie half the time.'

'No I don't.' And the two were grinning at each other again.

Yeah, i had a bit of fun with this. XD Leave it up to Kid to be a tease...sigh. What am i going to do with him? XD I wanted Law to catch a break before the next chapter where, once more there will be drama for our young genius...I KNOW! I'm the lowest life form ! -_-

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