Title: Nasty Naughty Boy
Chapter 3: Lil' Red Riding Hood, a wolf and a grandma?
Rating: T for this chapter
Summary: The love triangle continues and Kidd think hell just fell on him when all three of them encounters.
A/N: I had a hard time deciding which lyrics should go for this chapter, then this one night I was listening to Bowling For Soup: Lil' Red Riding Hood and I thought 'OMFG this is perfect!!' I mean, Kidd is redhead so why not be cute little riding hood? Lol. xp
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He was going to kill him slowly and painfully
Eustass Kidd groaned loudly. To be woke up by the sun already glaring in his eyes was one thing, but having his hands cuffed to the bedpost and a warm body pressed up against his were not a lovely way to start his day. He was starving, his head hurt, his ass was sore, his wrists probably suffered from blisters and it was his turn to make breakfast this morning. Just plain peachy. Kidd glared begrudgingly to the person that was sleeping soundly next to him. Long gold hair splayed across the bed sheet as the figure murmured something, arm circling his waist possessively as if Kidd was going to make a run the moment he let it go. Like that would happen with the stupid cuffs still trapping his wrists!
"When you woke up, I'm going to kick you sorry ass from my damn ship." Warned the captain as he plopped his head back down to the pillow.
[howls]
Who's that I see walkin' in these woods?
Why it's Little Red Ridin' Hood
Killer knew he was in deep shit when he woke up the following morning in not a lovely way. He was literally dumped to floor with a rough kick and landed with a loud "oof!", following it up with a soft gruff before the blonde sat up quickly from the ground he had fallen on and looked up too see a very annoyed Kidd was tugging his wrists from the bedpost. He felt his heart jumped at the sight of his naked captain who glared coldly down at him.
"Kidd?"
"Don't speak to me." Said man glared harder, silencing the first mate instantly.
Yep, Kidd was indeed pissed with him.
Hey there Little Red Riding Hood
You sure are lookin' good
You're everything a big bad wolf would want
Morning could only be described as hellish. Killer was rather surprised how well dead silence and murderous glare combined with his infamous scowl worked against his attempt in trying to have words with Kidd to show how angry Kidd decided to be. Even when preparing breakfast, the captain chopped the vegetables loud enough as if he was slaughtering someone else's neck (probably Killer), causing the crew to flinch for every chop that was made. (A/N: I love guys who can cook, so I made it part of Kidd's cute side.)
"Are you… alright okashira? We heard some noises came from your room last night." The stitches male hesitantly asked.
Kidd stopped all the chopping entirely and clutched slightly at the knife handle. Seeing their captain's reaction, all the crew decided they had poured salt on his wound and ready to make run for it in case Kidd wanted to throw tantrum. Being in a room filled with tableware (especially nice shinning knifes) and a moody Eustass Kidd were far more dangerous than being cornered by hundreds of Marines.
Instead, Kidd turned his head and flashed a never-had-been-seen smile. "I'm ok. Just had a little NIGHTMARE where I got pinned down by a gold hair beast and… ravished."
The crew's jaw dropped to the floor.
Was that a smile?
A real smile?
From Eustass Captain Kidd?
They may not know their captain as long as Killer, but one thing they were sure about him was, that man did not smile. Never.
Scowls: Hell yeah.
Frowns: Sure.
Glares: Definitely all time favorite.
Smirks: Why not?
But smile? Not in this life. They have always thought the day Kidd bares his teeth in a smile and not in a deep, menacing scowl will be the day where pirates and Marines share sake from the same bottle and laugh like there was no tomorrow.
Nonchalantly, the captain turned back and continued to murder the innocent vegetables.
Listen to me [howl]
Little Red Ridin' Hood
I don't think even big girls should
Go walkin' in these spooky old woods alone
During the next couple of days, Kidd had been avoiding Killer. If he saw Killer within ten foot range, the nearby metals would rattle violently before the hot tempered captain turned other way and bared his teeth at his first mate. Killer wisely kept his distance from the walking magnet. Even during meal time, Kidd would sit far away from the blonde and ate quietly, occasionally jabbing the meat none too gently with his fork and gave him an icy glare. Killer secretly thought the redhead was so goddamn adorable was he was fuming but decided never to mention it. In fact, forget what was just said.
Killer was aware that night's incident was most likely to be his fault, but he did it out of pure instinct to protect Kidd from that person. He had known Kidd the longest and his feelings for him for these past few years have evolved past a simple crush and into infatuation. To conceal his abnormal mismatched eyes was only a bull for him to wear the mask; but his pure intention was only to hide his face since he didn't want to show any emotions especially not to Kidd. He was more than happy or relief when Kidd invited him to be his first mate. At least he could still be close to his crush.
[howls]
What big eyes you have
The kind of eyes that drive wolves mad
So, just to see that you don't get chased
I think I ought to walk with you for a way
Trafalgar Law. The first time Killer set his eyes on the said man in the Human Shop back at Sabaody Archipelego, instantly he knew Trafalgar Law was a man that couldn't be trusted. He possessed a type of smile that belonged only to perverts and his eyes had a predator's menacing glint in it, only waited for the perfect chance to strike from the back. There was no possible way Killer would allow that cheeky droopy eyed wolf to snatch Kidd away from him. Over his dead rotten body!
What if he doesn't even like Kidd at all?
What if he was just using Kidd's godly sexy body to satisfy his lust?
What if he treated him badly?
What if—
Even the very thought of it made The Massacre Man's stomach churned and almost hyperventilated. Killer squeezed his eyes shut and took a deep breath. He really needed to get a hold of himself.
That's it. Killer decided he would simply exterminate him the second he saw Trafalgar Law.
What full lips you have
They're sure to lure someone bad
So, untill you get to grandma's place
I think you ought to walk, with me and be safe
Back to Kidd, he wasn't sure if he was pissed at Killer who had such nerves for cuffing him up and… raped him or himself, for actually enjoying it as much as he had. Sex with Killer was different from what he usually had with Trafalgar. The Captain of Heart Pirates was undoubtedly amazing in bed, fitting both roles perfectly. He would be aggressive and dominant most of the time even when he was the uke, at the same time Trafalgar could be submissive type; moaning and mewling like a cat in heat and kept begging for more from the redhead. He would scream for every pleasure Kidd could give him and desperately for all of it. Kidd can't and won't deny that Trafalgar could be described as a drug; addictive and simply couldn't get enough from that man and what was that made his and Trafalgar's relationship work anyway? The mutual feeling towards each other? (he highly doubted it)The wild and unpredictability sex? (most probably) Or was it simply because of passion? Frankly, all this time being with that man, he'd never really thought of it. But then Killer just had to butt in and declared his feeling. The masked man was surprisingly gentle during sex despite his nickname, as if Kidd was a fragile property that'll easily break if mishandled and every kisses, the lingering touches and sex itself was filled with emotions. As much as Kidd tried to, he couldn't bring himself to hate it. Except the bondage part which he despised it with passion.
Did he love Trafalgar Law? Did he even have any feeling for Killer?
The questions made Kidd want to bang his head against something hard, but since there was nothing around him at the moment, he settled for slapping his forehead and gave out a heavy sigh. The air around the ship was too dark and heavy (because of him) and he wondered when they would arrive at the next island.
I'm gonna keep my sheep suit on
Till I'm sure that you've been shown
That I can be trusted walkin' with you alone
Kidd practically threw himself on the dock, and felt as if he could cry, being on a solid surface of an island. Finally fresh morning air filled his lungs, not that muggy, dark and humid air he had been forced to live in through the whole week on that damn ship. Island meant town, town meant bar, and of course bar meant good booze. They won't be staying long though, only long enough to refill the ship's supplies and usually it would take only half a day. More than enough time to find him a nice bar and away from certain someone which his name made the supernova cringed slightly.
Killer caught the image of his captain as Kidd was started making his way alone to the street, it's hard not to notice him with his hair color and ridiculously furry coat swishing behind him. Of course he knew Kidd was still pissed at him, but maybe this was a good time to have a decent conversation with the redhead personally without having any worries of other crew overhear them.
He must be out of his insane mind, Killer thought as he began to trail the other supernova.
[howls]
Little Red Ridin' Hood
I'd like to hold you if I could
But you might think I'm a big bad wolf, so I won't
"Kidd." Killer called after him, but the said man just kept walking. Killer sighed, quickening his pace to catch up to the very pissed, very annoyed captain. When he finally caught up a few moments later, he was panting slightly and found Kidd was looking at him with the most irritated expression he could plaster on his face. After almost a minute of staring contest between the captain and his first mate, Killer finally opened his mouth to say something.
"Where are you going?"
Kidd seemed to ignore him for a second, eyes narrowed at the man before him.
"Bar and you are NOT coming with me." It was more like a snarl rather than an answer. Well, at least Kidd was speaking to him again.
"Why not?" This might be the only he could properly talk to Kidd and he wasn't going to waste the opportunity.
"Well I don't know Killer. Maybe I just wanted to get the hell away from the person who forced himself into me or maybe should I say raped me. Have you ever thought of that?" Kidd spat, then spun around and about to leave the massacre man. The blonde flinched at Kidd's tone but decided he wouldn't be deterred by his captain's attempt to shoo him away.
"I'm still coming with you." Killer stated firmly.
[howls]
What a big heart I have
The better to love you with
Little Red Ridin' Hood
Even bad wolves can be good
Kidd looked at Killer like he had grown a second head.
"Listen, you are lucky I haven't kicked your damn carcass out from my ship after what you did. So why don't you leave me the hell alone before I seriously going to fill your body with holes." Kidd scowled at the blonde before stalking off with Killer trailing behind him. He was steadily growing angrier every passing minute and if Killer wouldn't get his ass lost by the time he reached the bar, he would summon all the metal pieces in the town and made the most sturdy, impenetrateable cage before throwing that stupid masked man inside.
With an aggravated sigh, he sharply turned down an alley after an alley with a fast pace in hope to lose his stalker and surprisingly he succeeded. Kidd watched from his hidden spot Killer ran through the street, looking desperately to track him down. The captain smirked. Guess he wouldn't need any cage for now. He was about to take a step back to made his way to whatever bar he could find when his back connected with something warm and very solid. Kidd's eyes widen to a size of dinner plate when the thing behind him chuckled.
Tattooed arms warped automatically around Kidd's waist to keep him from falling backward as he cried out in shock. He started flailing his arms a little, purely on instinct, before the thing behind him whispered in his ear.
"Calm down there Mister Kidd. It's me."
Judging by the tattoos patterns on the arms and low tone voice, Kidd immediately could recognize the person behind him was none other than Trafalgar Law. He didn't know whether to struggle more or calm down once he knew it was Law latching behind him, but he definitely won't raise his voice if he doesn't want Killer to find out his whereabouts and turn the alley into a battle field. He still hasn't forgotten that the three of them were supernovas that have been decorating the front paper lately and Law was NOT in Killer's favorite list.
"What the hell are you doing here? Why didn't I see your damn ship at the port?" Kidd turned his head back in order to make eye contact with the slightly shorter male.
"That's not very nice! How bout a 'I miss you, Law. Won't you stay and have a drink with me'?"
"What. Are. You. Doing. Here?" Kidd said again through clenched teeth.
Law humped, arms still circling around the redhead's waist. "Someone in the pissy mood today, not that it surprised me. We are here just for the ship's supplies and we docked at the south of the island."
"Tch." It sounded logical, but Kidd couldn't help but being irritated knowing the fact Law's presence won't help anything in his situation. In fact, it'll be disastrous if the brunette and the blondie were to meet. His muscles tense when Law's hot breath met his neck and the tan hands started snaking up under his coat. Kidd had to stifle a moan as the fingers raked down his abdominal muscles, tongue licking the shell of his ears before planting butterfly kisses on his neck.
The talented mouth was about to move further south when Law half lidded eyes noticed a few marks which he was very sure it was a hickeys decorating the pale skin on the redhead's neck, just above the collarbone. Being a doctor, Law could estimate the time of the hickeys were made, which was around a week old since the color was almost fading, but what puzzled the Death Surgeon at the moment was the place the marks was planted. At first Law thought it was made during their last meeting, but he was pretty sure he did NOT mark Kidd on that particular spot.
Law could feel his mind shut down temporarily, his heart almost stopped beating as he tried to find any logical answer about the mark he didn't make but couldn't find any. When he recovered himself a moment later, he asked the Kidd the question he knew that would give a big impact both him and the redhead.
"Kidd, what is this mark?" His index finger pointed exactly at the mark, his voice toneless.
Kidd raised a non-existed eyebrow, straining his neck to see what the brunette was pointing at and saw the faded red marks.
"Don't ask me when you were the one who did the biting." Kidd replied in irritation at the sudden changes atmosphere.
"I didn't make that. Not in that spot."
The two short sentences made all the muscles in stiffened as the sudden realization hit him. It was that moronic Killer who marked him there that night and to be honest, he never expected that Law would be this sharp to remember every detail during their sexing.
"Please tell me that was a just bug bite and not by other's teeth." His voice croaked a little.
Law grabbed the other's chin and turned his head back, forcing Kidd to look at him. Crimson glued to cold smoky eyes. "Mister Kidd?" Kidd winced at the pain in his neck when his neck was turned aside.
The supernova really wanted to say something but what should he say? That he was raped by his first mate? Normally, people would choose that as an excuse, but Kidd lie to himself that he was enjoying every second of it and Killer was right. You can't rape the willing. Now, there was nothing he could say.
"Don't you have anything to say?" Law's eyes still locked with the captain's and Kidd only stay mute.
"I—" Kidd finally managed to find his voice again but stopped abruptly when he heard a voice saying "Keep your filthy paws off my captain, Trafalgar Law."
I'll try to be satisfied
Just to walk close by your side
Maybe you'll see things my way
Before we get to grandma's place
Tan hand immediately released Kidd's chin on reflex and they both snapped their head towards the voice only to see Killer standing not to far from them. Sensing Law's grip around his waist loosen up, the spiky captain quickly wiggled himself free the man and backed a few steps away. Law didn't seem to mind much as his focus was more on the third supernova that had just arrived.
"So… What brings you here Mister Killer?" Law asked, one hand inside the pocket while the other already gripping his katana just in case. He was well aware the Massacre Man wasn't all that pleased to see him.
"Leave, Killer. Captain's order." Kidd interrupted, knowing that a bloody battle will be erupted if these two were to 'hang out' any longer. He'll probably lose a limb or two. The redhead just knew Killer had this crazy, angered look under that stupid mask but all he could feel was mixed emotion, mainly of fear and anger himself.
"No." Killer answered with his usual stubborn. Kidd glared at him.
"Killer…" Kidd growled through his clenched teeth, the sound of metals rattling could be heard even from meters away.
"I won't let you tangling with this man anymore and the only way is to eliminate him completely." His voice filled with determination, ignoring Law for the time being.
Law didn't even make any sounds, mind analyzing the situation he was currently in. Was that jealousy he heard in Killer's voice? His eyes studied at the two males before him. He looked at the pissed Kidd and then back to Killer. Kidd. Killer. Kidd. Killer.
Then it hit him hard.
Low chuckles fell from the brunette's lips, bringing both Kidd's and Killer's attention at him. Kidd really had a bad feeling about those chuckles.
"Tangling huh… And this came from the person who left his marks on someone else's boyfriend."
Little Red Ridin' Hood
You sure are lookin' good
You're everything a big bad wolf could want
Exactly as Kidd had feared. Kidd sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose. The situation was already bad as it was, and Law just had to add fuel to the fire with his blabbering mouth. Kidd could have jump into the sea, not run away but to end his life right there. For once in his life, he wished that he could disappear or spirited away as long those two weren't in his sight as every cells in his brain right now seemed to be dead to perform any logical thinking on how to stop the war between two supernovas. He repeated. TWO SUPERNOVAS. In simple words, to stop two monsters from killing each other and maybe destroying the whole town in the process.
While Kidd was having inner battles within him, the other two male were still another glaring contest of the day.
"I'm just taking back what belongs to me." Killer really wanted to slash the brunette and his annoying smirks but before that, he needed to tell where his position stand.
Law snorted. "Well that's up to Mister Kidd to decide who exactly he belong to." His smirk turned into a lopsided grin before he continued. "What do you say, Mister—"
The Death Surgeon couldn't finish his sentence as his eyes scanned the whole alley but no presence of the said man could be found anywhere. He turned back to his rival in front of him and silent fell between them for a minute before conclusion was made.
"He ditched us." It was Killer who spoke. Law's over-sized katana fell to ground soon after that as his mind suffered from mental shocked.
TBC
A/N: Many apologies for the late update. Those final exam really killin' me. Good Lord those hellish weeks already finished. I tried hardest to make this a pure angst chapter, but still ended up inserting some cracks…