This is a continuation of the previous chapter. I'm not going to write another part from Law's pov, but I am going to write a whole multi-chapter story about Penguin and Killer's part of this story, from their pov. Will take a while before I upload it, but if you follow me, it will pop up in your alerts eventually :P

Beta'd by Aerle

"I'm going to my room," Penguin announced and headed for the stairs.

"No, you're not." Law snatched the boy's hat from his head. "You're going to clean up your stuff in the living room. Until then, I'm keeping this." Law knew how much his son liked the hat. He didn't go anywhere without it. He had even gotten some of the teachers so far as that he could keep it on during class.

Penguin scowled at him, but then did as his father said anyway. It was only a few minutes later when the doorbell rang. Law put Penguins hat back on the boy's head. "Come on, open the door to our dates."

"Shut up! He's not my date!" Penguin hissed, but walked towards the door anyway. "And you're not saying anything, you'll only embarrass me if you do."

Law chuckled. "I won't embarrass you, as long as you talk out your problems." He watched as his son opened the door, his hand slightly shaking as he did. Law smiled as he remembered how nervous he had been the first time he had a date with a girl, when he was fifteen himself. And he hadn't even really liked the girl.

Penguin scowled at the two in front of the door, but managed to mumble a short "come in".

Killer and his dad stepped inside and Law welcomed them with a smirk. "Welcome mister Eustass and mister Eustass. Take off your coats and take a seat. Want something to drink? Coffee? Tea?"

"Got any beer?" Kid asked while he hung his coat on the hat rack.

Law cast a look at his watch, before he decided he didn't care about how late it was. "Sure."

"Yeah, for me too," Killer said.

Law raised his eyebrow. "You're fifteen."

"Sixteen," Killer corrected him.

"Still too young to drink."

"God, your dad is boring, Peng," Killer said as he dropped down on the couch, followed by Kid.

"He just doesn't want you to lose any more brain cells, if you even have them," Penguin shot back and went to sit on the other couch, his arms crossed before his chest.

Law sighed. He'd smiled because of the way Killer had shortened Penguin's name, but then his son had to make such a mean comment again. It hadn't even bothered Law that Killer had sort of offended him. This was not really the best way to go if being friends was the least what they were going for. Law shook his head and brought the teenagers a coke, while he joined Kid with a beer.

Law sat across from Kid, next to his son. "So, you boys got to say anything to each other?"

"No," the kids said in union.

Killer got hit against the back of his head by his dad. "Yes, you do," Kid told him.

Killer flipped his hair back, but it immediately fell in front of his face again. "Fine. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you."

"No, you shouldn't," Penguin agreed.

"Asshole, you're supposed to apologize too!" Killer threw at him.

Penguin shrugged. "I didn't do anything wrong."

"Hasn't your father taught you it's not nice to stare at people?" Kid asked annoyed. He was obviously not pleased by Penguin's behavior.

"No, because is it really such a bad thing to look at something you like?" Law said, his eyebrows raised and looking at Kid. He didn't flinch when he got a painful kick against his leg from his son.

Penguin had become bright red again, when he said, "I'm sorry if I've made you uncomfortable. It wasn't my intention."

Both father and son Eustass sat in silence, looking from Penguin to Law and back, probably thinking hard about the information they had just gotten from Law and the apology they'd gotten from Penguin. Both opened their mouth at the same time. "Did you just –"

Penguin stood up. "Well, I accept your apology, and I hope you will accept mine as well. If we've sorted this out, I'll go to my room now." When nobody protested, he walked away and went upstairs.

It stayed silent in the living room for a while, until Law cleared his throat. "It's good that you both apologized for this particular fight, but how do we know something like this won't happen again?"

Kid looked at his son, seeming to just pretend that he hadn't heard anything about Penguin liking Killer. "I'm sure the boys will be able to behave themselves. If they both just don't do the same they did today, they'll be fine, right?"

"But this was the third time already. I think they should talk about the real reason of their fights." Law, who had been looking at Kid all the time – as he found it quite difficult to tear his gaze away from the man – now looked at Killer. "Maybe you should go after him and talk about it."

"What?!" Killer exclaimed, after which he started to fidget with his long blond hair. "I-I can't just go into his room, I– He–"

"If everything's alright between you two, I don't see why you can't go to his room," Law commented.

"That's not it!" Suddenly Killer seemed to realize he was yelling at someone's dad, or something, because he cleared his throat and stood up. "Yeah, it's alright, I'll go talk to him."

As soon as Killer had ascended the stairs, Law took his place on the couch next to Kid. "So, how are you doing?"

Kid took a drag of his beer while raising his eyebrows. "What's got you so interested in me, all of a sudden?"

Law smirked. "Who said I wasn't interested from the start?"

Kid frowned. "I thought we were here for the boys."

"Yes, but they are upstairs now, doing whatever they are doing," Law said with a smile.

"Listen, I don't know what you're hinting at, but my boy is not gay." Kid looked at him, dead serious.

"Are you sure about that?" Law asked a little disappointed. If Killer wasn't gay or at least bi, Law might have made things worse instead of giving them a push in the right direction.

"Well, I've never seen him showing any interest in other boys like that, and he hasn't told me either."

Law chuckled. "That doesn't have to mean anything. Penguin didn't tell me either, but I'm pretty sure he's not straight."

"Well, Killer probably is."

"Oh, so it's 'probably' now?" Law shook his head. "But enough about your son, what about you?"

Kid choked on his beer. "I'm sorry?"

Law placed his hand on Kid's knee. He had a feeling subtlety wouldn't work on this man. "Are you gay?"

"No," Kid said, his face still serious. Then he looked at the hand on his knee and a wicked grin appeared on his face. "I swing both ways."

Law chuckled. "Good to know." He took his hand back and leaned into the couch. Kid's face at the sudden loss of contact was quite funny. "You really need to teach Killer some anger management though," Law changed the subject.

"Like you're the one to talk! Penguin fought back just as hard!" Kid was getting annoyed already, Law could see that. And he thought it was pretty funny too.

"I teach my son to defend himself, yes."

"Well, I teach my son not to take shit from others!"

It was hilarious, really, how easily Kid was getting angry. Law smirked challenging. "I see he didn't get his anger problems from a stranger."

"I don't need you to comment on my parenting skills!" Kid slammed his bottle of beer down on the table.

"Well, you can hardly call them skills, can you?" Law challenged him some more.

"That's enough, you asshole!" Kid came dangerously close to him. "Don't think that just because our sons made up, I won't fight you!"

Law's smirk only grew wider. That roughness in Kid might have been a little barbaric, but to Law it was only attractive. He liked to play slightly dangerous games. Before Kid could make a move to attack him, however, Law grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him closer, so that their lips connected.

Kid was stunned for a second, but then began to kiss back. Roughly, and soon hungrily, moving his lips as if he was to devour Law. And Law couldn't say he didn't like it.

The kissing soon involved their tongues and heated up. So much that Law thought he could better do Kid a favor by tearing his shirt open. Kid seemed to agree and started pulling on the fabric of Law's own shirt, slowly sliding it up more and more. It didn't make Law cool down the slightest bit, however, and he moved his body, so that the shirt could be pulled over his head.

Unfortunately, that meant they had to break the kiss – which wasn't all that problematic, because they did need to get some air. Kid pulled the shirt over Law's head and dropped it onto the floor. However, his hand stopped mid-air and he stared at a spot just behind Law, completely frozen in place.

"What's wrong?" Law asked, his voice raspy.

"It's staring at me," Kid said with disgust in evident in his voice.

Law turned his head to look over his shoulder and saw their white dog looking at them intensely. "Oh, that's Bepo, don't worry about him." He slowly started kissing the redhead's neck.

"I don't like it when people or… things stare at me." Kid still hadn't taken his eyes off the dog.

"Now you sound just like your son." Law chuckled. But then he realized something. "Oh yeah, I had forgotten about the kids for a moment." He softly pushed Kid away from him and sat up again. "We wouldn't want them to walk in on us, would we?"

It was silent for a moment in which Kid seemed to think about something. Very silent. The two of them looked at each other. "They're awfully quiet, don't you think?" Kid said after another moment.

"Yeah… I hope for both your sakes that Killer hasn't lived up to his name and did something to my son," Law said seriously.

"Don't be ridiculous," was Kid's comment.

Law stood up and picked his shirt from the floor. "I'm gonna check on them anyway."

He pulled his shirt back on while walking up the stairs, making sure not to make any sound while he came closer to Penguin's room. All the while, he listened carefully if he heard anything, but that was not the case. Law stopped in front of the door, again listening for any sound, but when he didn't hear anything, he quietly opened the door and peeked inside.

What he saw there brought a giant smirk on his face. The two boys were sitting next to each other on the bed, Killer's hand on Penguin's leg and faces awkwardly pressed together in an attempt to kiss each other. Ah, teenage love at its finest. "I'm glad to see you two made up."

The two jumped up in shock. "Dad!" Penguin yelled with a catch in his voice. Both boys colored bright red.

"Hey, don't worry, I was just here to check if you two hadn't killed each other," Law said smiling. "I'll leave you alone again." He was about to turn around, but then thought of something. "If you… need anything, you can borrow some of mine. You can find it in the top drawer of my nightstand. As long as you use protection."

"Get out!" Penguin yelled. "I don't want to know what's in your nightstand!"

Law could close the door just in time to avoid being hit by a penguin-plush, but he couldn't help but smile victoriously. He knew he was right.