Nasty Naughty Boy

by Jester310

Kidd is too prideful and ignorant. Law is lost with an unspoken sentiment. Killer is enslaved with his sense of duty. Luffy believes he's in love yet he feels miserable. Veiled, this is their story of hopeless love. Perhaps, all they need is to bridge the gap of denial by admitting that love is many things –a scorching heat, a work of art, a healing balm and a timid bashfulness.

6. Confusion and Frustration

Title: Nasty Naughty Boy

Chapter 6: Confusion and Frustration

Rating: T in this chapter for language.

Summary: How to punish misbehaves supernovas? Lock them in a same room! Just when Kidd thinks he is a deep shit situation, it seems troubles just loves him and keep on coming.

Song: Love or Confusion by Jimi Hendrix

Warning: Lots of cursing and OCC-ness..but I love it!

A/N: Holy shit! It is way passed the due time to update. How long was it, a month? Bad me! (Smack palmed me). Anyway, lots of talking and arguing (like always) for now. So enjoy!

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There was silence, his eyes locking onto the two figures. Kidd had to blink a couple of times; he thought his eyes were playing tricks on him.

What the hell was going on? Why were these morons doing here? Weren't they supposed to be busy killing each other and forgotten all about him? Did they possess any gadget or weird power that could detect where his ass went? How long had he been sleeping, and had he woken up in an alternate dimension? Were those cracks he saw on Killer's mask? Did he bring any spare? Fuck, why was he even bothered with the stupid mask?

There was more silence and Kidd couldn't handle the horror as he fought for breath. Panic now raising up his throat. Woah. GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF KIDD! He mentally slapped himself and decided to listen for whatever explanation they had to offer.

"Does anyone want to explain what these two lumps of meat doing here are? And make it snappy." Kidd greeted through clenched teeth, wanting to scream at the top of his lungs again, but he knew it that would do no good for his health.

Sanji's eyebrow twitched. "Tch. As much as I wanted to kick you out, I have no choice but to follow the captain's—Luffy, get you ass here!"

Luffy jumped as the cook shouted his name, quickly scampered over to where Kidd was standing.

"Please tell me this isn't your idea, Mugiwara…" A groan fell from the redhead's lips as he stared at the teen. What he saw was an idiot looking captain staring back at him with his trademark grin. The grin alone was enough to make the fiery captain to stiffen. He knew it too well just as well he as he knew his own although his grin was far more diabolical. See, no one ever considered Luffy as one of a great thinker among Mugiwara Crews. In fact, Kidd would personally consider him to be an idiot. It wasn't that the teen's head developed without brain, but it was the fact that he often rushed into plans without thinking things through, relying on sheer luck and brutal strength (but this time Kidd was pretty sure he did it just to annoy the shit out of him) to bulge his way through. In the end, everyone had no choice but to follow his order.

Rubber hands almost found its way on Kidd's shoulders, but remembering there were spikes decorating his coat. Instead, Luffy slightly fisted the front of the fury coat and stared deeply at the larger male as if he was about to deliver the most shocking yet exciting news and asked Kidd to braise himself.

Is that the stars in the sky, or is it

Rain fallin' down

Will it burn me if I touch the sun

So big, so round

The raven haired male was plotting something. And the South Blue captain knew he would hate it.

Obsidian locked with crimson eyes. "Kidd, I know the three of you are now fighting." Luffy stated matter-of-factly.

"… And?" Kidd asked, confused.

"So I want you guys to make out!" He exclaimed and Kidd swore he could feel fire blazing in the teen's eyes.

Open-mouthed, Kidd's eyes widen in a mixture of shock and horror, mouth slightly agape as if Luffy just admitted that he cross dress as a hobby.

Did Mugiwara just suggested (or rather ordered) them to make out? A threesome? And what? Performing in front of them?

The mere thought was scarier than the image of Kizaru and Akainu wearing tutus and dancing on the platform in Marine Ford.

Kidd nearly had a heart attack just thinking about it.

Although the captain wasn't suffering from a heart attack, he was hyperventilating and would probably passed out on the floor at that very moment (aside wanting to just crash the wall and jump straight into the sea since death was far more honorable) if another hand hadn't reach out and slapped him across the face.

It was none other than Sanji's hand considering his brain was the only one during the time that hadn't yet shut down after hearing Luffy's announcement. Law and Killer were far long done for. They looked like a bomb had gone off next to their brain.

"Calm the fuck down, shitty monster magnet!" The cook scoffed while his leg made contact with Luffy's back, shoving him two meters away. Grunts and whines were heard from the teen, but ignored by the blond.

Kidd blinked, immediately coming to his senses. He touched his cheeks and rubbed the sore spot. It didn't hurt much but it managed to shock him out of his mental break down.

"Thanks. Shit, that was a close call." He finally calmed down enough to speak coherently, but the sick feeling won't leave him and he really wanted to puke.

"Don't mention it. Dammit Luffy! You are here to explain, not to freak them out!" By now, the cook was highly tempted to knock the teen flat, but seeing the innocent expression Luffy was making (Sanji swore he did it on purpose), he almost ceased being angry. He then turned his head to see the other guests. No good. They were still out cold.

Should he slap them across the face like he did to Kidd? Maybe it'll work on Law, but not on Killer. Not with his mask on, since Sanji might hurt his own hand and every crew already knew that for a cook, their hands are the most important.

Does that mean his hands are more important than his dick?

… Oh shit. Why was he so worked up because of these shitty guests?

Whatever. If Killer and Law are still going to wear those stupefied look on their face, Sanji decided he would kick them in the gut and he didn't care if his feet accidentally (hopefully) landed on their crotch.

A sheepish laugh pulled Sanji back from his thought. "Ah~~Sorry~ my bad. I mean, I wanted you guys to make up."

Sanji had half expected for Luffy to get kicked in the nuts by Kidd for his ridiculous idea, but the Supernova just looked confused.

"Make up?"

With a sigh, Sanji began explaining. "The love triangle you guys are having here is somehow affected our crews. How? Because you." Sanji said, pointing his finger towards Kidd's direction. "Just don't have the shitty nerves to solve the problem yourself and to top that, you are making our ship as your secret hideout. And I highly doubted that you'll leave anytime soon and get back to your ship since he." Now the finger was directed to Killer. "Also known as your primary problem is your own first mate and I figured it will be too damn awkward. And thanks to that, WE couldn't sail out. I really wanted to kick you off board, but the idiot captain here wouldn't let me. Truthfully speaking, I'm really annoyed right now and all of us here have enough."

Kidd's expression went from confused… to surprise… to disgusted… to terrified. No, no, no. This wasn't happening!

"So… Until the three of you stop fighting, you are not allowed to leave the room!" Luffy finally stated.

"What? !" Came the triplet responses from three Supernovas. It seemed Law and Killer had regained their senses back while Sanji was busy explaining their critical condition.

"I can't stay here any longer with him!" Killer snarled and pointed at Law.

"Well, I can't even stand breathing the same air as you are." Law said disdainfully.

"You can't abandon me with these morons!" Kidd sputtered out.

"Tough luck. This is our ship and you have no choice but to follow our captain's order."

Too shocked, Kidd whole body froze and remained still even when Sanji forcefully dragged Luffy out from the room and locked the door from the outside with a loud click.

"Try not to destroy the room too much or Franky will get mad." Another voice was heard from the other side of the other the door which belonged to Nami.

"Are you fucking serious? !" Kidd kicked the door, confident that it was going to crash down on his foot.

The fucking piece of wood didn't even bulge!

Red eyes narrowed and he kicked it again, harder this time and he gripped the door knob and giving it a good shake, that to his dismay was locked, but not just by key. The moment Kidd touched the door; he could feel strange force surrounding the whole room, almost keeping distance between inside and outside.

"The room is reinforced by their shipwright. There is no way breaking out of it." Law's deep voice was amused and came only a few feet away.

Kidd whipped his head around.

The captain from North Blue was still sitting on one of the sofas that face over the door (a.k.a Kidd's) direction with his elbows on spread knees. His hands were folded and propping up his chin. Bruises and gashes littering his hands and face, his yellow hooded shirt tainted with dry blood and dirt. Sitting at the end of the sofa was equally damaged Killer with his mask cracked and Kidd couldn't help but noticed that his blond hair was slightly shorter than last time (but he was pretty much confident Law was responsible for it). Also, both men also seemed to be missing their weapons as Law's Nodachi and Killer's death scythes couldn't be seen anywhere.

Good fucking riddance! Kidd never did favor their choice of weapon anyway. It doesn't really suite his taste. Unlike them, Kidd didn't require any of those since every metal around him could be use as weapon. It's easy, convenient (Kidd remembered vaguely when there was a time when Killer's hair got stuck in his weapon and it took hours to detangle his hair while getting few cuts on his fingers. Although at the end, the captain annoyingly pulled out his dagger and cut few inches of the blond hair and faced the pouting first mate for the rest of the day… in which Kidd never had suspected that), cheaper (he didn't need to buy weapon. Law's Nodachi looked expensive and the cost for Killer's scythes together with the hand guards were enough to buy slave from the Human Shop. Not that he ever needed one though.), deadly… okay, so his point was made.

So, where was he again?

…

Anyway, Kidd snapped his attention back to smirking Law. A smirking Law was never a good thing (he beginning to think that it's his natural expression) and Killer… Well, he couldn't really tell what kind of face the blond was making under that mask, could he? Even without written instruction, the redhead could tell both men were expecting him to take a seat. And reluctantly, he did, flopping down on the couch opposite them. Silence hung in the air for a while. It certainly made Kidd uncomfortable; not knowing what it was they were thinking, but he knew that their eyes were still trained on his face, not leaving for a moment.

Would I be truthful, yeah, in,

Choosing' you as the one for me?

Is this love baby,

Or is it just confusion?

Eventually, Kidd looked up and shooting them a small, irritated, confused look. "What?"

"So, do you want to talk?" Kidd stared at Law for a few minutes. His face didn't hold any of his usual smirks nor grins, and his smokey eyes seemed to be lit with a serious light. The pale male shifted uncomfortably. If possible, he didn't want to talk about it, he didn't even want to talk about it! He was hoping that they could forget what had happened (especially his little incident with Killer), but he knew they wouldn't let him get away with the question anymore. Not after he officially ditched them back there.

"The question is, do YOU want to talk?"

"Kidd... I don't think we can avoid it." Killer's voice was low, yet demanding.

Kidd sighed; there was a look of defeat on his features. "Well, what am I supposed to say? I know you know!"

"And what exactly that you assume I know?"

"Fuck, Trafalgar, stop being an annoying asshole. You know that something happened between me and… him." For some reason, Kidd couldn't say Killer's name which aggravated him even more. He also knew it's no use to deny what happened between him and the first mate, lying would only make things worse.

"To tell you the truth, I don't have the faintest idea what on New Age world is happening here!"

"It seems here that both Mr. Killer and I have… things for you." Law said after a few seconds, his face and voice devoid of all expression.

"And what's going to happen now?" Kidd asked mostly to himself.

"Listen, Kidd…"

My mind is so messed up

Goin' round and round

Must there be all the colours

Without names, without sound, baby?

My heart burns with feeling, but,

My mind, it's cold and reeling

Is this love baby,

Or is it confusion?

Kidd cut off. "I heard damn well what you said. And what about it? You expect me to just sit around and let the two of you fuck me senseless? !" Kidd's anger flared as he set up. Where did the anger come from anyway? Was it because of what Killer did to him? Or was it because he was worried of the growing attachment to the Surgeon of Death? Sex was supposed t be just bodies. Neither romance nor emotions evolved. Now, he doubted those were really the case. First of all, pirates weren't supposed to have 'relation' or attachment, making what he was doing are visibly wrong. And Killer was (sort of) right. Not had he slept with an enemy, but he had also broken the unwritten law of pirates (okay… maybe he made the law himself). And how about the masked man that was giving him the same expression as Law's? The memory of the night made his shoulders slumped, a surge of guilt washing over him. The guilt wasn't only directed to them, but to himself, and for the whole Kidd's Pirates for his incapability of being a captain, let alone a good captain. What will happen if they were to know about this, that he and the North Blue captain? Will they loose their trust? Disappointed in him?

Here's the thing. Known to all, Kidd was obviously a mean fucker. He's rude, bossy and loudmouthed. To top that, he loves to fight, killing his enemies makes him super happy, and especially those who get on his nerves (like the red monkey, Apoo). But… he cares for his crews. Being a captain, he wanted them to follow him because they respect and trust him, not because they were scared shitless of him like he was some kind of man-eater carnivorous monster. Of course he did throw some knifes and other cutleries to his men when they caused troubles (or when he was in pissy mood), but he never the one to slaughter his crew and sprayed the blood all over the ship. In case if people were wondering, he used red paint to create the nice shade of blood red for his ship.

So what? He loves the color red. That's why he had his nails painted red, his red coat, his hair (that was natural color though), his lipstick…

He got sidetracked again… didn't he?

"You, Kidd," Killer's voice penetrated his thought. His calmness is unnerving for the captain. Kidd felt like he was the only one who's guilty as charge (for being an incubus and seducing Law and his first mate…?) and now being interrogated by officers, "need to make up your mind. Or the Death Surgeon and I will be back to killing each other."

Kidd clicked his tongue in annoyance, keeping himself close to the wall. While there was enough space to move about the room, he didn't want to get too close to them. "What the fuck are you yapping on again this time Killer? You are not making any sense."

"He does." Law intercepted, locking his gaze with Kidd. "Kidd, in case you haven't noticed, we have a problem here. Right now neither of us is willing to share or to step aside or to wait for you to make up your mind. Fighting isn't really the best option, but still, it's the easiest way to eliminate your rivals, doesn't it?"

My head is poundin', poundin'

Goin' 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round

Must there always be these colours?

Without names, without sounds

My heart burns with feeling, but,

My mind, it's cold and reeling

Is this love baby,

Or is it just confusion?

You tell me baby, is this

Love or confusion?

Kidd rubbed his temple furiously, cursing himself as he figured he had created a fine mess.

"What's wrong Mr. Kidd? Don't tell me that someone with the highest bounty among the Supernovas isn't capable of making decision." The brunette added.

That actually caused a slight pang in his chest. "Shut up, Trafalgar!" Kidd snapped.

Enough with this crap! He had to end it before it got worse. And he meant EVERYTHING! It's now or never and he wouldn't let anyone ruin the moment.

Mama, we must get together and find out

Exactly what we're tryin' to do

Love or confusion?

Confusion

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

Then a swift, soft knock at the door behind Kidd. Well, even if he couldn't ruin the moment, didn't mean someone else wouldn't.

Seconds later, the door creaked open half way, and Kidd stared at the person… he meant animal in the doorway. Surprise lit the captain's face, then his non-existence eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Tanu… ki?" Kidd small voice spoke, in which the 'tanuki' quickly protested saying 'I'm a reindeer!' along the line. It was Chopper, carrying a black bag with his right hand while the other was holding a bowl along with some dry towels.

"Well, they t-told me you guys were injured and I-I thought I needed to treat your injuries, b-but I see you're, um, busy. Sorry for interrupting!" Chopper quickly turned around to exit the room. The air was too murderous for him.

Run like hell! His inner voice screamed. Deciding that the voice was pretty smart, Chopper was about to run, but he was a second just too slow.

As quick as a lightning, Kidd latched his hand on top of Chopper's head and prevented him from leaving.

"Hiiiii! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Don't kill me!" The reindeer started babbling as he struggled to free himself.

"Stay." It was more like a plea and Chopper could sense desperation in his voice. Kidd wasn't sure if he should kiss or kill the timid doctor for making his sudden appearance but one thing he knew, he needed to get out of the tense air of the room. Of course, despite being scared shitless, Chopper chose to stay and do his job as the ship's doctor.

"U-um." Was all the reply that Chopper could came up with. He kept fiddling with the bag and he wouldn't move from the door (he was actually hiding behind Kidd's legs but of course, never succeeded to do so).

Now. Which one should he treat first…? Well, he had every right to ponder over it. After all, it wasn't everyday being surrounded by deadly Supernovas and he was trapped with them in the same room.

To make the matter worse, they definitely weren't here to talk about likes and hobbies.

"What are you doing over there? Didn't you say you wanted to tend them or something?" Truthfully, Kidd couldn't care less if they bleed to death there. At least his problem solves.

"Y-yes!" He tried not to jump to his feet, but they didn't cooperate and he ended up stumbling, almost dropping the bowl he was holding. Chopper very slowly inched his way to the couch and cleared his throat, causing the brunette to look up. This made the blues nosed reindeer pause before he stepped forward again. At this point, Chopper had no idea what to say. So he did what normal doctor would doctor in situation such as this.

Only, the situation wasn't all normal itself.

Chopper opened his mouth slowly and carefully. "I-I'm going to take a look at y-your injuries…" so please don't kill me, he almost added.

The man flashed a lazy smile, with a slight touch of bitterness. "Nothing serious here. Only few minor broken bones, some bruising and minor cuts. And one major cut." Indeed, there was a large red spot on the left side of the man's shirt that caught Chopper's attention.

"So far, I haven't experiencing any symptoms of having a concussion."

At this, Chopper pinned the captain with a confused look. "How…?"

Law chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, they don't nick named me Surgeon of Death for nothing…"

Chopper nodded, immediately sinking back to comfort. Now, he could reduce the awkwardness (and worries) between him and his fellow doctor. "Yeah. But we still need to clean the wound and patch work." The reindeer let out a cautious smile with the sentence, relaxing a bit.

While waiting the brunette to take off his shirt, Chopper placed the bag and its contents together with the bowl of warm water and towels on the table.

"Ok!" Chopper said, taking a seat next to Law and beginning to treat his wound, starting by cleaning out and disinfecting the wound with alcohol. That done, the ship's doctor filled out the smaller gashes and cuts in with the salve before repeating the process to the larger cuts, causing Law to wince. Being a doctor himself certainly doesn't make him immune to pain. Chopper then pulled out a needle and thread for stitching, immediately sterilizing the metal needle. He began the process of stitching up the larger cut. Luckily, although the cut was deep, it wasn't that large and the cast wasn't necessary for the minor broken bones. So it wouldn't take much time to finish up with his first patient.

"There." Chopper nodded to himself after finished bandaging all the wounds, looking rather satisfied with his work.

"Thank you, doctor." The rather simple thanks had caused the doctor to blush and fluster (with his hips from swaying left to right). Now that was amusing.

So now, here comes the worse. Chopper's animal instinct was telling him the blond wasn't in his best mood. Though, if he thinks thoroughly, none of them was actually in a cheerful mode.

The man haven't made any sound ever since Chopper entered the room, only stared at a non-existence object on the wall. The reindeer cleared his throat, making the contemplating man snap his head around at the small disturbance to his thought.

"What is it?" His voice made Chopper's heart almost fall to the gutter.

Chopper fidgeted a moment and swallowed hard. "Um… I need to check for any possibility of a concussion."

Okay, so far, so good. Chopper thought.

"So, your mask…" He trailed off.

The Massacre Man stared at him for a good ten seconds. He wasn't feeling right today, damn, he wasn't feeling right for the last week, and he wouldn't deny his injuries were making it worse. With a small sigh, Killer clawed his mask off and placed it next to the bag.

A surprise reflected in Law's eyes at the sight that greeted him. Killer's face surely had good curves, chiseled and smooth. There was a slight scowl flashed on his face, probably because the uncomfortable feeling of exposing his bare face.

His eyes…

His eyes possessing a mismatched color of green and red… as though ruby and emerald were embedded into his eye sockets.

Not exactly hot and sexy like Kidd, but overall, definitely good looking. Who would have guessed that Killer a.k.a The Massacre Man, Kidd's first mate, which he had fought not too long ago was such a looker? No wonder Kidd submitted to him. Damn.

"Now would you look at that? Who would have thought you were hiding such a beautiful face. What a waste. That mask just has to go, Mr. Killer." The brunette mused, and it took every ounce of Killer's self control to not stab Law's eyes. If his weapon wasn't confiscated by the raven haired woman, he would be swinging around his scythes by now and turned the perverted North Blue guy into shish kebab. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and peeled off his black and white polka dots shirt. (A/N: I've always liked Killer's outfits. Sort of cheesy.)

Letting out a large sigh of relief, Chopper rubbed his chest to calm himself. He almost reached over to his back for his tranquillizer when he sense a fight was about to spark, but fortunately enough the blond didn't fell for what he considered a taunt.

His habits on flipping people off would be the death of him, Chopper thought as he began inspecting Killer's head carefully.

The doctor nodded in approval when he didn't feel any signs the blond having a concussion. It surprised Chopper of course, knowing the man's history of landing (blame Luffy's Gomu-Gomu no rocket) and maybe due to the mask protecting his head, not any bruises found on that part. The fact at least, making Chopper's job easier.

He knew it. Supernovas were a bunch of monsters… Just like Luffy and Zoro.

Killer looked down, watching Chopper's face tensed as he concentrated on treating his wound. Every few moment, he would throw a look to his captain.

Had Kidd finally make up his mind? Was he still mad at him? If things continue like this, Kidd might end up with that sly wolf, and after that, he'll…he'll…

Killer groaned and bent over, feeling suddenly nauseous.

"What? Don't tell me a tough guy like you not fond of the sight of the blood?" Law laughed. It was rich and compelling sound.

"Shut up." The blond said with a glare. He had decided. Another words comes out from the Law's mouth, not only he'll become a shish kebab, Killer's even feed him to Mugiwara. Because no thanks to the brat's idea, he was stuck with the most annoying pirate he ever met.

Oh, why wouldn't Law zip his mouth a bit? Chopper really hated when people fought, even if they weren't his friends. Although the reindeer avoided their gaze as he focused on his work, there was definitely unresolved tension. Killer kept glaring from the corner of his emerald eyes, when he saw Law was about to open his mouth. Noticing the hint, the brunette snap shut his mouth back and continued kicking the table's leg in boredom. Kidd looked like he wanted to disappear and that he might stab anyone that tried to talk to him.

The first mate looked down again at the small doctor. "Done?" He asked. his voice was softer.

"Not yet." Chopper cut the thread and tied it together before placing the bloody needle and thread in the bowl. His wound was throbbing fiercely as Chopper's cool hands placed a large band aids over it and smiled brightly. "There… all done!"

Killer stilled and stared at Chopper as he cleaned up his supplies and put everything away, placing the bloodied towels back in the warm water. After that, he padded over to the sink to wash his hands. Without so many thanks, the blond put his shirt back on and was about to button it up, but his delicate fingers stopped when a snicker erupting at the end side of the couch.

"See Mr. Killer, that wasn't bad at all, was it? You should thank me for giving you fewer injuries than I should be." Law smiled graciously, laying his right arm on the back of the couch and turning his body so he could have a better access to Killer.

"Thank you then, Trafalgar Law. Should I go there and give you a kiss?" His neutral voice dripped with sarcasm.

The surgeon sighed dramatically. "Why not? I wouldn't mind if it comes from a pretty guy like you. So…" He shrugged and spread out his arms. "Here I am. Waiting for anything that you're willing to give, princess."

Killer snorted in disgust. "Right. Maybe we should be wearing matching outfits after this."

"Can't take a joke, Mr. Killer? Loosen up a little bit." Law smirked, earning a glare from the blond.

"Alright. Alright. No more jokes for you. Come on, you heard Mugiwara. He wanted us to be friends (most unlikely), so lets chat."

Turning his head a bit, Killer looked at the brunette like he was some kind of foreign object that came from another world. "Chat? I wonder what sort of topic we have in common."

That was quite interesting. The reactions from Killer were a shocker, brightening the captain ever so little. He was ready in case the lion bare his fangs and growl, but he didn't. Instead, he responded and even joked! That didn't sound right. It was actually sarcasms. But needless to say, it was better than being pinned with glares and scowls.

"Hmmm… the common topics… Like, what's your hobby, your favorite food, your favorite color, umm… where do you come from…" It was strange to conduct this type of conversation between pirates, but unfortunately for Killer, Law in the mood to be even weirder.

By now, Kidd was leaning against the wall, clearly lost in his thought with dagger in his hand. Every now and again, he would raise his arm and throw it to the wooden wall. Then he'd summon it back and start all over again. It had been a bad day from the start. Nothing went right. Six hours, half and hour arguing, one hour hiding, one hour socializing with Mugiwara crews, two hours sleeping and another one and a half hour arguing again. Since the second time interval, Kidd had been spending the rest of his day in Mugiwara's ship and now he was forbidden from leaving. And thinking about Mugiwara's ship…

He strained his ears and heard some noises came from outside that had been ringing his ears for the past ten minutes, but couldn't hear very well with all the bickering in his background. Frowning, the redhead wondered what the crews were up to. Were they playing tags? No, I wasn't just any ruckus noises. It was something else. It was sort of commotions… added with a little bit of havoc… and some running…

"Oii…" Kidd waited for the others' attention before continuing. Chopper who had just finished cleaning his medical equipments fixated his gaze on the captain. "Do you hear that?"

A pause answered him. "Hear what, Mr. Kidd? Do you finally decide to join our little conversation?"

"Shhh!" Annoyed, Kidd shushed the brunette. There was clearly something happening, but the pale man couldn't fathom what it would be. He couldn't shake the feeling that he had experienced something like that before… and so many times, but quickly shook it off. That can't be it, right?

"Kidd, what is it?" Killed said, haven't figured out why his captain suddenly seemed freaked out. Then, it happened.

The ship swayed slightly, causing all occupants in the room to freeze in their exact spot.

It was Chopper who broke the silence first. "The ship…" Another gulp. "Is sailing."

When the door was slammed open, however, it made them to jump slightly. Using his hand to steady himself, Franky tried to catch his breath, his brows creased rather worriedly.

He jabbed his thumb over his shoulder. "We've got problem."

Kidd's mouth twitched in irritation. "Really? Do tell…"

"Marines. So we are leaving the island."

"So? Just kill 'em all!" Growling, Kidd pushed past him out of the room, Killer and Law trailing behind him. He hurried to the upper deck, almost stumbled a few times as the ship rocked hard.

Out of the corner his crimson eye, Kidd spotted the ship's navigator and quickly made his way. "Oii, woman! T'fuck are you thinking setting off? !"

Too busy giving her crews instruction; Nami didn't even spare a glance at the furious yet confused captain. "Can't you tell? ! We're under attack—Zoro, behind you!"

With a huff, Kidd turned his head 180 degrees to grasp the situation. They were surrounded by one… two…three… eight Marine ships! Not warships at least, still one against eight was just too much even with their power. It was hectic. All the Mugiwara crews scattered over the ships, each person have their own role to protect the ship, all the while trying to escape the pursuing marines. Cannonballs being fired endlessly, it might damage the ship if they don't lose the annoying marines soon. Now the marines here, all more reason for him to get back to his own ship and get lost from the island. But he's still on Mugiwara's ship, good fucking god!

"Get back to the—REPEL—damn harbor!" Kidd yelled at Nami, at the same time repelling the cannonballs that were aimed to his direction.

"What? ! We can't get back to shore! Do you want them to blow us up into pieces? !" The navigator yelled back incredulously, as though Kidd had just suggested that they should surrender themselves.

The Supernovas were flabbergasted. "You don't seem to understand here, Miss. WE need to get back to our ship. Now there are marines at the island and two captains-less crews." The Heart captain tried his best to sound calm. Being weaponless, chased by marines, and on someone else's ship, he still couldn't help himself from being uneasy.

"We don't have time for this! They can pick you guys up later!" Really, couldn't they be more helpful at a time like this, Nami thought, flaming. And curse the marines with their sneaky tactics! They were already launching an attack by the time Zoro noticed them, and she had to make an immediate decision, ignoring the knowledge that the three supernovas were still there.

"If you are—SLICE—persistent, just swim back!" Zoro shouted from the lower deck.

Kidd looked at him in disbelieve. "Are you picking a fight with me right now, grass head? !" He wondered if the swordsman was the stupidest homo-sapiens alive or he just wanted to annoy him.

Bet it was the later.

Damn today! Damn that Mugiwara for locking him up! Double damn the marines for picking up good time attacking! Kidd punched the wall and grimaced as pain shot up his hand.

The first mate took one look at his captain's annoyed expression. "Kidd, what are we going to do? The more we dwelling here, the farther we get from the island."

With his attention fully focused on Killer, Kidd sighed in desperation. "m'thinking!"

Both captains didn't know if marines have already found their ship, they needed to know the crews' conditions! Hell, they could be running in circle trying to locate their missing-in-action captains. If there's a way to contact them…

"Den-Den Mushi…" The North Blue captain muttered as something tick in his head. "Mr. Kidd, do you know where they keep their Den-Den Mushi?"

"Den-Den Mushi?" Kidd repeated. Sensing there's something in the brunette's mind, Kidd quickly continued. "It's in the dining room, opposite second floor. What are you planning?"

Law didn't wait long for the redhead to finish as he quickly hurried down the stair, across the lower deck while ducking over Zoro's katanas swinging over his head and up the stairs again towards the room, nearly leaving both men behind. Nevertheless, they still followed the Death Surgeon.

As they neared their destination, Kidd annoyance of being ignored grew. "Oii, Trafalgar! Did you hear what I said? !" Kidd called, following his fellow captain.

Once inside, Law's movement paused a while but his eyes still frantically searching for the object. "We need to inform the crews about the marines." He continued. "And instructions, if needed."

Then, a Den-Den Mushi spotted near the couch. Law dashed across the room and picked it up before dialing.

"Come one… come one… somebody pick it up already…" The Heart captain muttered, tapping his boot impatiently. Silence regained for several minutes, Kidd and Killer kept glancing at each other, then back to Law.

CLICK!

"Hello, who is this?" A voice at the end of the receiver inquired. This made the captain almost kneeled over in relief.

"Bepo, it's me." The white bear wasn't his best choice when it comes to explanation, and personally he preferred if it was Jean Bart who answered it, but this was better than nothing.

"Captain? ! Where have you been? ! You suddenly disappear and we've been looking for you all over the—" Great, now he wouldn't stop.

Law interrupted before his first mate continues to babble less important stuff. "Bepo, listen to me carefully. There are marines there, plenty of them. Looks like they haven't found our ship so don't set off yet or you'll get cornered. Find your timing—"

"Wait, wait, wait! Slow down, captain! What are talking about? ! Where are you? ! What do you mean by 'there'? !" Cried the bear, his voice now coated with panic.

Letting out a ragged breath, he knew it would be useless once the bear started panicking. So much for a first mate. "Calm down, Bepo! Nevermind, is Jean Bart there?"

God must be on his side today when a familiar voice now took over the line. "Captain? Are you alright?"

Law sighed. "Yeah, I'm alright. Did you hear what I said earlier?"

"Yes."

"Good. At least you know the island's current situation. Listen, something is up, so you and Bepo will be in charge for while. Try to avoid countering marines and sail without me. They are too many for you too handle. Meet me at the next island in a week, understand?" After confirming that the ex-captain fully understood, Law put down the communicator.

"Next island…" Killer began. It clicked then, as he mentally went over Law's description of events. The blond felt his stomach twist and resisted the urge to gnaw on his lower lips as he confirmed it. "Wait, Trafalgar. Don't tell me you really plan to stay here."

Law sighed irritably, almost rolling his eyes. "Do you have any better idea? We are on this ship, chased by marines and we can't get back to harbor. Even if we order them to set off now, they still need time to gather up everyone and won't be able to catch up. Where does that leave us?"

"What? ! Are you out of your mind? !" Kidd shouted in disbelief, imagining with a horrifying sense of them staying there, surrounded by Mugiwara Crews. It hasn't been half a day and they were already trying to gauge each others eyes, and now they were talking about a week!

"Or would you prefer swimming back like the swordsman said then, Mr. Kidd? Except for him, we both will be drowning within seconds if we make contact with sea water."

Kidd zipped his mouth and glowered at Law, who was waiting for his come back. But none came out. He sighed, knowing the logic behind the brunette's reasoning. The first mate shared a look with his captain, as they both looked down at the Den Den Mushi that was lying innocently on the table.

"Kidd, you are the captain, you decide." Killer's eyes betrayed nothing, though his eyes held a note of concerned. Knowing him, Kidd knew he didn't really favor the idea spending his time longer any longer on that ship, with Mugiwara crews and with Law. At least the brunette's first mate was still there to take control, but for Kidd's men, not only their captain was missing, so was the first mate. Still, what else could have been done?

With a twinge of despair, Kidd picked up the Den Den Mushi while imagining his crews soon to be reaction.

-TBC—

A/N: OMG, I'm really itching to write smut! Hopefully I'll be able to write some in the next chapter..sniff..sniff.. and REVIEW! XD