Title: Nasty Naughty Boy
Chapter 7: Day 1: The wolf's seduction
Rating: M *squealing in happiness*
Summary: Its only day one but Law already started making scenes by harassing Killer and seducing the South Blue captain. As for Kidd, he doesn't find that all amusing.
Song: Seduction by Thalia
Warnings: OOC-ness, cursing, grammar mistakes (I'm too lazy for any recheck) and some smutty.
A/N: At last, what I have been craving to write… Lemon! *Dancing like a madman*
Important note: I clearly made a huge mistake in the previous chapters in which I wrote the room where Kidd, Law and Killer were captive situated on the second floor (the same floor with the kitchen). But when I looked back (dozen times) at Thousand Sunny's design, I noticed that all the rooms on that floor are occupied! So this time, I selfishly decided that their room is below the deck, right under the men's quarter. It was supposed to be one of their unused storage room (which is true), but Franky remodeled it so it's inside look like the men's quarter (I made this myself xp). I'll make the repairmen when I have the time.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Crimson eyes flickered open, but only for a few seconds. With a small yawn, the South Blue captain stretched and snuggled deeper into the warmth under the blanket, shutting close his eyes back to continue his slumber. Kidd paused. Funny, he didn't remember getting a sunken table for his room. Or a couch.
"Oi monster magnet."
There was a 'tch' sound, and Kidd decided to ignore the intrusion by curling tighter into his blanket. Stupid Killer and his nag again.
"Wake up, monster magnet. It's breakfast time."
He fought the urge to strangle the intruder; after all, he wasn't a morning person. Slowly, the captain forced his eyes open. "Go away. It's not my turn to make breakfast." Kidd said, peeking over his shoulder to glare at Killer. Only, there were several things not right with this picture.
"It's not. The cook told me to come get you. And dragged you if needed."
Since when the cook had enough balls to order him around? And since when Killer stopped calling him Kidd?
Kidd blinked a couple of time to adjust his vision again. "You hair isn't blond." Then he ran his eyes down and up again. Forget about the short green hair, even the figure's lower half covered by dark green pants and green haramaki, and Kidd couldn't help the feeling that he was facing some sort of talking vegetable. Like broccoli for instant.
This time, Kidd shook his head, hoping he was still half asleep and the early morning illusion would leave him alone. But it still stood there, and growl. "And you're not wearing mask."
"I'm not that masked bastard, you know." Zoro said in frustration. He ran his fingers through his cropped hair and motioned Kidd to stand up. "Hurry up. That love-love machine will be pissed if you missed breakfast."
"Shit." Kidd cursed as he sat up wobbly and rubbed his temple. It took almost five minutes for the still sleepy male to arrange his mind that seemed had shattered in million pieces back in correct order. Then, he came up with first realization.
This wasn't his room.
Another minute, the second one hit him.
The broccoli bastard was Mugiwara's first mate. He didn't remember his name though.
At last, the memory of yesterday came back to him with startling clarity. If he remember correctly, so far, in less than twenty four hours, he had avoided his first mate, met the perverted doctor, ditched them with their own war, went to Mugiwara's ship to have a nice drink and slept, woken up in worst possible way only to meet who he had ditched, bickered with them, found out they were attacked by marines and couldn't get back to his ship, and now he was stuck with a bunch of crazy crews together with the said doctor and first mate for at least a week. At very least. Oh yeah, ain't that rich?
Zoro remained silent as he stared his fellow supernova who had his eyes fully widened and cursing like a pirate as quietly as he could. Hm, weird dude.
Gritting his teeth, it took another full minute to drag himself up off the bed and pulled on his boots that had been sitting at the other end of the bed. Kidd stumbled few times and slip on his coat that was lying on the floor before walking over to the sink, splashing himself with the cold tap water. He looked at himself over the mirror. His face now was officially free of make-up and even paler, making him wonder where the hell all the blood from his face went. Even the fiery hair was down from its usual spike. Finally, starting with his right leg, he began climbing the ladder that lead to men's quarter and exited himself from the room. For the rest of the trip, Kidd stared impassively at the back of the swordsman as they walked in a normal pace through the lower deck and up the stairs to the dining room.
As Kidd entered the dining room, it didn't escape his still half asleep eyes that everybody was present, including the other non-Mugiwara crews: The straw-hat wearing captain was eating like Kidd had never seen anyone eat before. Not only he was sloppy, the teen kept on shoveling the food into his mouth like a starving beast and even tried to steal from other's plate. Of course, he was literally stopped when a good hard kick landed on his head that came from their cook. The other who (except for Luffy who was too into his food) seemed to notice Kidd arrival muttered 'good morning' in a normal way as though he was one of their own in which he only grumbled in reply. Not trying being all bitchy, but Kidd wasn't all particularly fancy the breakfast gathering, when the seats occupied with troublemakers. Kidd largely referring to Law, of course, who was presently waving his hands on him and displaying his wolf grin that made Kidd's eyes twitched in respond. Now mask free, Killer looked very skeptical and wary, only a mug of steaming dark liquid placed in front of him. The blond looked pretty tired actually, with dark circle under his eyes proving it. Kidd didn't blame him… it must be unnerving to share the same breathing space with the Death Surgeon.
"Mister Kidd." He called, and his voice was heavy with mischievous. "Come sit over here."
Ignoring Law's invitation, Kidd went and sat in his chair, which was fortunately, not immediately next to the brunette. The marksman separated them.
Kidd could see from the corner of his eyes Law was pouting at him as he lifted the mug filled with coffee to his lips. Usually he preferred booze to start his day, but looking at his current condition, caffeinated drink might be the only medicine to keep him sane. Maybe later he could ask the reindeer for some calming drugs. For now, he just wanted to enjoy his breakfast, which didn't taste half bad either.
"Did you sleep well, Eustass-san?" Kidd turned his attention in the direction of the voice. The archeologist gave somewhat suspicious and knowing smile while sipping her coffee with graceful manner.
"I'm tired." The redhead muttered irritably before popping food into his mouth. "And my body is hurt all over, and I have the king of headache, and I feel like I'm in a different dimension, surrounded by the craziest people in a craziest situation, and I just wanted to die. Did you sleep well?" Kidd spat, returning the question back.
"You asshole!" The cook yelled. "That's not the way to speak with a lady!" The redhead only snorted before he could stop himself.
Killer remained with his impassive self and continued to glare at the mug all through breakfast. It was enough to intimidate Ussop, who was silent and extremely nervous as he sat next to Law and across the Massacre Man. Soon enough, Killer stopped his glaring and looked up, earning a hitched breath from the marksman. Something was kicking his legs. It wasn't hard, but it was irritating as hell. The blonde looked at Law sharply, but the brunette was munching his food happily. So he shrugged it off and returned to his previous activity, only this time, he stared at wall instead. Someone must have brushed his leg accidentally. Then it happened again, and it went harder. Alright, that definitely was on purpose! Looking back up, the North Blue captain was grinning like a maniac.
"Is there something wrong, Mr. Killer?
"Stop that!" Killer hissed underneath his breath.
Another kick came. "Stop what?"
Gritting his teeth, the blonde said louder. "Stop playing footsy with me, Trafalgar." Mismatched eyes narrowed further and he gripped the mug tightly, only waiting to be crashed under the pressure.
The smirked that he loathed just widen even more. "I just thought we need to start a physical relation, seeing that we'll be stuck together for a week. At a very least." Law punctuated the later statement.
"Watch it, Death Surgeon. You don't want your head to be served on the plate as a lunch, do you?"
Law leaned back against his seat. "Why so serious, Mr. Killer? Get your panties in a bunch?"
The Massacre man growled. "You…"
The respond only excited the bored brunette more. "Yes me…?"
Robin watched in amused silence as Killer and Law engaged in their bickering. She was dimly aware of the growing irritation of the captain seated before him, which shook slightly as he clenched and unclenched his fist around the fork.
Across the raven haired woman, crimson eye twitched erratically. "Oi."
"If you are itching to die that badly, I'll be glad to arrange that." Hands already planted on the table, his voice filled with promising threats.
Humming, Law faked a thinking expression. "Hmm… I was planning to die after you though."
"OI"
"Say more and I will decapitate you. And this time, I don't think their doctor can heal your dead body anymore." The blonde snarled.
"Hot headed aren't we? As a DOCTOR, I wisely advise you to consume more calcium. Shall I pour you some milk?"
Ussop had ceased his futile attempt to acting cool and now muttering 'Save me' at his mates. Even Zoro, who usually did not concern too much with other people when handling his morning beer now staring incredulously at both males, clearly annoyed with them. Its not even noon and they had already trying to kill each other. Like Ussop, Chopper was glancing nervously between the Supernovas and his nakama, silently pleading them to stop the argument in which he knew would cost his expertise again if hell break lose. The archeologist's amusement grew as she counted the down.
Three… two… one…
"Goddamit! Will you two shut the fuck up?" forks and knifes flew, stabbing the surface of innocent table to where Law and Killer seated. That alone was enough to cease the fire and everything went silent.
The annoyed captain glared at each of them to make them understood. Law pouted slightly and cowered back as Kidd intensified his glare. Standing abruptly, Killer turned on his heels and stalked out from the dining room after glaring the brunette for the last time. His boots clicked against the wooden floor as he walked.
"You haven't touched your break—" Sanji's didn't manage to finish his sentence when the door was slammed shut. "fast…"
All eyes now focused on Law.
"What?" The brunette asked as if he hadn't did anything wrong for the day.
Franky scratched his non-itching head. "You know, bro, you should stop flipping off the blonde fellow. I don't think he appreciates any humorous act right now."
Slumping more into his chair, Law grumbled. "I was only joking. It wasn't my fault he was being pissy." The voice sounded childish for a grown up man such as Law.
"Well, obviously he wasn't amused with your jokes. I'm surprised how he managed to restraint himself from strangling you from his seat." Nami frowned at the brunette, clearly not amused herself with Law's earlier act.
Law's mood darkened when everyone seemed to be pointing at him. He couldn't help it when the blonde was too fun to poke at and his reaction was rather… interesting he should say.
Oh, Kidd could tell the Death Surgeon was having fun with his first mate and he knew Killer's attempts to be stoic only increased Law's excitement to tease him more. Out of all people, he knew Killer would have a hard time adjusting the life outside his own shipmates with new lively crews and surrounding. Even in the ship, he barely socialized and talked much, except for Kidd, although it was more like a nag than a conversation. Not to brag or anything, just like Law, he himself used to poke fun at the aloof blonde to loosen him up.
The redhead looked at the door again, and the crimson eyed man sighed, calculating how long he should wait before going after him. Brooke studied him before giving a knowing look. How he managed to do that with all the skeletons only was beyond understanding.
"Shouldn't you be going after him?" He said, sounding a little concerned.
"What for? We're not in the middle of drama here." Kidd answered and turned away to hide his equally concerned expression.
Robin smiled, shoulder shaking for a moment.
XxXxXx Outside the upper deck xXxXxX
Deep in his thought, Killer walked across the lawn deck, glad to be rid of the annoying company. The sound of wind attracted his attention. The first mate walked into the direction of the sound, yet climbing another stairs and found himself standing on the upper deck and next to the helm. The soft wind was indeed comforting, slightly blowing few blonde strands from his face. Taking a deep breath to freshen up, he hopped up and sat at the front edge of the ship, legs crossed. Killer turned his head slightly to the figurehead next to him which looked like some sort of animal. A bear?… Or a lion?
Well, whatever kind of animal it was, it certainly suited the wild going crews.
It was certainly immature for him to get worked up over some taunting brunette whore, but it wasn't entirely his fault for being in foul mood early in the morning when Trafalgar was the one who was childish enough to put on his earlier stunt. His presence alone irked him to unlimited level and the lack of sleep worsened his mood. That's why he decided to walk out from the heated dining room before he lost his head and choked the living daylight from the brunette. The dark circle under his eyes which he noticed this morning together with his unusual pale complexion made him look arrestingly gothic and he didn't have his mask on to hide it anymore. Its not that he didn't want to put it on, but he simply couldn't. The damage his mask took was far from fixable and he seriously doubted a simple tape could mend it.
Nope, that's impossible.
XxXxXx Just outside the dining room xXxXxX
Kidd managed to slip out from the dining room when they were too indulged with their own agenda, including Law. Knowing perfectly well where his first mate would be at a time like this, the redhead walked swiftly down the stairs before climbing up again and glanced around until he spotted the bulk of Killer's body sitting by the edge.
The second he felt the presence of somebody approaching him, Killer opened his eyes. Without looking, he already knew who the heavy footsteps belonged to. He peered over his shoulder and the footsteps stopped. Slowly, his captain came closer and placed a plate filled with food next to where Killer was sitting on. Assuming it was the breakfast he was supposed to have, the blond shifted his blank gaze from the plate to the other man.
"The irritated cook told me to give this to you. I don't think he enjoys anyone skipping any meal in this ship."
After staring back at the food for a good five seconds, Killer turned his attention back to the never ending vast sea. "I'm not hungry." He muttered.
Kidd snorted at the come back. "Sure you weren't. You haven't eat anything since yesterday and now you're bullshitting me that you ain't hungry. So just eat your damn breakfast already." He added, "Captain's order."
Killer huffed, still refused to touch the food as if they were poisoned. "I hate it when you use that against me."
Smirking, the captain leaned his back against the edge and crossed his arms over his chest. "Although that doesn't work on you anymore, does it?"
Guilt stabbed right through his heart, causing the first mate to flinch and Kidd could feel it too. Killer bit his lips, knowing that his captain was referring to the incident back at the alley. And uh… that night, where he disobeyed him. Big time.
"Look, I know Trafalgar was being an ass back there but that doesn't mean you have to go along with him and sulk." Kidd said again in uncharacteristically soft tone and heaved a deep sighed.
The moment the name passed through Kidd's lips, Killer's brain began to yell at him and something in his chest ached along his spine which made him feel strangely pissed. He greatly wanted to retort, but nothing seemed to come out.
"How can you even put up with him?" Wait a second, that wasn't what he intended to say but he needed to break the unpleasant silence somehow.
Kidd frowned, looking rather surprised when the blond mentioned Law, although he didn't bother pronouncing his name. "Who knows? It surprised me sometimes too."
Emotions flickered quickly across his face. Red. That was the color Killer was seeing but he managed to regain his composure by gripping the wooden edge of Thousand Sunny.
"Of course. Since you guys are fuck buddies." The moment those words left his lips, he regretted it, despite the betrayed and hateful voice. And he hated that tone himself and wished he had never used it. At least not to Kidd.
"…"
Kidd seemed frozen. Not even a twitch of a muscle, or a blink of an eye. Then from he's previous leaning position, he moved. It was a small movement at first, just a small twitch of his lips. Then he said something.
"That plate better be empty by the time I get back." And then Kidd started to walk away without a spare of glance at his first mate, let alone answering his question. The blonde really wanted to reach out and grab that pale hand, anything to make his captain stay, but that would be improper considering what he had done to Kidd. Or maybe he should say something; something apologetic would be good enough. But when he finally had the guts to open his mouth, the redhead was already too far and away from his grasp. Killer looked at Kidd's retreating back with pain apparent in his gaze as he just continued stalking off to wherever he was going.
A wave of depression immediately hit the Massacre Man, causing the man to sigh. His hands coming out to cradle his head as he let out a small sound.
"Fuck." Killer growled through his gritted teeth before he tore his hands down, slamming them onto the deck.
I can't help all my feelings of temptation
Everytime you touch me
The way that you provoke me
I run away
Just gotta get away
Your kiss is pure Seduction
Your love is my addiction
Without realizing where his feet were taking him, Kidd strolled towards the door on the first floor that lead to hall, in a bad mood for some odd reason. His eyes scanned the place and widen slightly when he realized the other side of the wall was made of glass almost like a large tank which filled with water. Fishes and other sea creatures also could be seen clearly swimming inside it, making the hall looked somewhat dazzling. There were several windows on the other side of normal wooden wall and a door that open to the balcony.
They even had their own aquarium? The dazzled captain couldn't help but feeling that not only the crews, but even their ship was totally messed up.
As Kidd was busy accessing the place, he felt a presence behind him. And a very lecherous one at that. The blood red eyes closed, letting out a deep breath as he felt the churning of uneasiness in his belly. Kidd refused to look back at the person but when he could no longer bare the silence and coldness of the hall, he turned to face him.
Trafalgar Law.
There he was, standing not too far from Kidd, looking up and down with his half lidded eyes.
Can't go back but I gotta let go
Your powerful desire
Has set my soul on fire
This world keeps turning, my heart keeps yearning
It's beating like a drum roll
You make me want to lose control
"Mister Kidd."
The sultry, honey coated voice he was using immediately made the South Blue captain to freeze and unable to think. He had even forgotten that Law was one of the sources of his earlier bad mood.
Nevertheless, Kidd acknowledged him by snarling. "What do you want Trafalgar?"
Silence.
"Well?" Kidd pressed. Why didn't he say something damn it? "Screw you. I'm not in the mood to put up with any more shits of the day."
Law still didn't comment but began to advance. Unfortunately, Kidd wasn't quick enough to react and Law's legs weren't uncertain like him, so he was closing the distance fast. The other man apparently had been expecting this because with a knowing smirk he stalked towards the redhead, who whipped around to escape but was quickly pulled and pushed against the clear glass so he was facing the wolf like man again. Law quickly planted his palms on the cold surface, successful trapping the redhead from any of his attempt to escape. Smokey grey eyes locked with crimson one. Kidd could do nothing more but to stare at the slightly shorter male, his mind a complete blank. All he could manage was balling his fists at his side.
Kidd tried to work his mouth a couple of time before a sound actually came out. "What… What is it?" He inquired irritably, a marring frown tugging at his lips.
A lecherous grin then split the Death Surgeon's face, eyes flickering with predatory. Law leaned forward so that his every breath brushed against Kidd's sensitive ear, tickling it.
"Where have you been, Mister Kidd? I've been searching for you…" A nip came at his earlobe. "So we can have some privacy." Law whispered hotly, causing Kidd to shiver and his knees to weaken slightly.
The said man grunted as he tried to edge away for he knew being in such position would only bring forward lewd actions.
"Stop it!" Kidd warned. Of course, it was a vain as Law continued his ministration by moving his lips lower and planting butterfly kisses on his neck. Experienced tongue nipped and sucked at the pale flesh, adding the already faded love bites he had created. When the sinful mouth finally arrived at the certain spot just below Kidd's collarbone, Law furrowed his brows a little before sucking hard with such pressure that made the redhead hissed.
"And now I want to take back what's belongs to me." Law murmured against the reddened spot, knowing it would soon turn purplish in a few hours.
The moment those words registered in Kidd's mind, he immediately knew the meaning behind it as he clearly remembered that was the exact spot Killer marked him night before.
My heart keeps racing
It won't slow down
I'm starting to get weak and I
Don't think I can take no more
Can't think straight
And I don't know what to do
I'm gonna lose my mind
Cause all I do is think of you
Kidd closed his eyes in frustration as his breathing became heavy. How could Law make him feel so much? So much that made Eustass 'Captain' Kidd, one that worth 315,000,000 Beli, to have his whole body turned into jelly just from hearing those seductive voice.
Even so, Kidd still refused to give in the seduction. "Damn it, Law. I told you to stop!" The redhead hissed. His arms flailing to pushed the other off but his wrists were quickly caught by the tattooed hands and pinned above his head. Much to Kidd dismay, Law was surprisingly strong although he was using only one hand and the grip on his wrists was firm, but not painful.
The said male only smiled. Their face was close, enough for the tip of their nose to touch as Law bore his gaze into Kidd's. He knew perfectly the fact that Kidd would only use his first name only when he was annoyed or aroused, although the brunette could tell it was both. Somehow, the later idea sent invisible shiver down the doctor's spine and he had the urge to lick his lips like a cat that got the cream.
Kidd swallowed hard. He could feel the soft cotton of Law's shirt against his naked chest, his hot breath against his lips and his familiar scent infiltrated his nostrils. He knew he was flushing deep red right now, in contract with his much paler self earlier this morning.
Then, Law kissed him.
A hard, desperate kiss. Despite his equally desperate need, Kidd tried to pry his hands off only to have them tightened and Law's free hand gripped the other's neck to hold his head in place. Frustrated whine could be heard from the back of the brunette's throat when Kidd clenched his jaw in determination, preventing him from exploring more of the redhead.
Reluctantly, Law pulled away with a small frown and moved to his ear. "Please, Mister Kidd… I'm dying here."
Kidd could almost hear plea in Law's voice, and it was true. The doctor was truly desperate to make any contact with his lover; anything would do at the moment. He needed to claim the redhead back, marked him, tied him and locked him up, if that what it took to keep his lover away from a certain blonde. Although his infamous smirk always present all the time as though he didn't care a shit what was going around him, deep inside he couldn't bear the thought that HIS Kidd had been polluted by some carnivorous beast. Kidd's pulse that was throbbing underneath his fingers enough to note him that the South Blue captain needed this as much as he was, only he would rather bit his tongue off than admitting it out loud.
Your Seduction's
A dangerous potion
Spreads like wild fire
All over every inch of me
There's no defense
Your love is too intense
I feel it in my body
You always keep on haunting me
"Like I give flying fuck. You can choose your death's venue and time for all I care."
Growling, Kidd's mind slowly regained its control and the evidence could be seen because the metal from the window's frame started rattling but stopped its movement entirely when his lips was claimed again without so much warning, causing the male to freeze in shock. Law took advantage of the moment by parted the other's lips forcibly with his tongue and attacked the hot, wet cavern with every skills he possessed. At first, Kidd refused himself to kiss the brunette, but Law ignored the warning grunts and kept kissing the redhead. He swirled his tongue around Kidd's, silently begging the stubborn captain to join the erotic dance but the redhead still with his earlier determination not to submit to Law. Although, the truth was, the kiss itself was overwhelming. Kidd tried to pull back, but Law wouldn't let him and followed his mouth as Kidd pressed himself as far into the glass as he could. The doctor kept kissing him without missing a beat and he practically had to tip toed so that he could deepen the kiss more, pulling back to take few short breath only to dive his tongue back in. Kidd's eyes screw shut and his body trembling, not only due to the lack of oxygen but also from the mind blowing kiss.
After what seemed forever, Law finally tore away slowly, giving Kidd's lips a gentle tug with his teeth, still holding his hand though the grip had slackened for quite some time. Kidd's lips were swollen; wet and slightly parted as he tried sucking in as much air he could to regulate his breathing. His earlier pale complexion now flushed deep red and if it wasn't for Law who still pressing him flushed against the aquarium, he would be sliding down right now and probably on his ass.
However, satisfaction haven't yet to reach the brunette when Law tanned hand landed on Kidd's crotch, causing the redhead to yelped and squirmed but the doctor reacted faster by trapping his knee in between Kidd's thighs. He had Kidd unzipped right after he undid the belt, with his hand slipped inside and grasped Kidd's hot and hard length.
"F-fuck! Get your hands off me!" Kidd demanded. With all his strength and dignity that he could summoned, Kidd tried to push the man off of him but clearly he couldn't outmatched the brunette's strength in his hazy state of mind. He was more horrified to feel his cock that Law had in his hand responded quickly and Kidd blamed entirely on his lewd perverted body.
Your Seduction's
A dangerous potion
Spreads like wild fire
All over every inch of me
There's no defense
Your love is too intense
I can feel it "Your Seduction"
Panic, lust and frustration. All of those flashed through Kidd's eyes. "What are you doing? People can come in anytime!" He stammered.
"Shhh… Don't try to fight it, Mister Kidd. Just enjoy it." Law shushed the panicking male. He wasted no time stroking Kidd's erection from base to tip, running his thumb over the slit and spreading the pre-come around the captain's sensitive flesh. Unable to meet Law's eyes, Kidd tilted his head to his side, giving the brunette more access to his neck while unconsciously pushing his cock into the tight circle of Law's fist.
Damn traitorous body!
Seeing Kidd was losing in pleasure, Law increased his pace, letting the man to feel every inch of his calloused palm from the base all the way to the sensitive hand. His mouth on the other hand was busy kissing and licking the pale skin that Kidd had to offer.
"S-shit… Law… Fuck!" A triumph, satisfied grin pulled the brunette lips as he earned a strangling cry of his name trailed by curses from the redhead, his hand splattered with Kidd's own essence.
The moment his hands was released, Kidd slide onto the floor, panting heavily so much his chest hurt. Law backed away few steps to give the other some space to enjoy his aftermath and licked at the sticky cum that covered his fingers, cleaning them off. Crimson eyes followed each movement of the tongue darting back and forward as if the man before him was having the sweetest honey he had ever tasted in his life.
An eyebrow rose. "It's quite thick. Haven't masturbated much lately?"
Then, the South Blue man snapped.
With his strength back into its rightful place (a.k.a his body), Kidd leapt at the brunette with a fierce snarl. "You bastard!"
Karma was definitely a bitch.
Why? Because it was Law that was taken by surprised this time as he only stood on his ground before his shoulders was yanked by the enraged redhead and slammed roughly into the wall behind him, his body slid down few inches. Truth to be told, he wasn't expecting to see Kidd to be pissed that much it actually scared the brunette.
The doctor hissed when he felt the edge of the windowsill dug into his back. "Damn. That hurt, Mr. Kidd."
Ignoring Law's hiss, Kidd pulled him back and hit him across the mouth. "You asshole. If ever think about doing that again, I'll seriously kill you." Kidd said in a dangerously quiet voice before giving him another good punch in the stomach.
Law held a hand to his bleeding mouth. Stepping back, Kidd fixed his pants and then spun around, ready to leave the hall, to crawl under some cover and have a long, hard, and miserable think about what just happened in that narrow open space. In Mugiwara's ship for fuck sake! And here he thought boarding an enemy's ship was humiliating enough, but this? It was indescribable.
The heavy footsteps stopped momentarily. "And stop harassing Killer. His sulk is worse than a pregnant woman." Kidd said, not turning back, not even looking as he left the hall together with the brunette with a huff.
The punches clearly left an impact on Law. He stood there and balanced himself by using the wall as a support while holding his bleeding mouth.
Now where was the timid tanuki's room again? His bleeding mouth and swollen cheek really needed some attention.
Can't you see what your love is doing to me
I can't breath, I can't sleep
I don't know what to do
You took my heart and my soul
Got no choice
I'm so in love with you
I think I'm losing my mind
Killer shifted slightly, pulling his right leg up to his chest and stared at the common scenery of the sea before him with a bored expression. In between, he would look up to the sky, watching the seagulls flying passed over the ship and tried to empty his mind. That didn't work. His mindless blank gaze cut off when his ears picked up upcoming footsteps. Unlike Kidd's, it was lighter and softer, with a little bit of clumsiness added to it.
"What do you want Mugiwara?" The Massacre Man said, not bother to turn around. He could hear a surprise gasp came from the said boy.
"Ehh? How did you know it's me?" Asked the teen as he walked closer towards the older male. He adjusted his precious straw hat so it hung at the back of his neck before climbing up and sat next to the blonde.
Killer snorted, slowly turn to face the captain next to him. "Mmph. You sandals are the only thing that can make that sound."
Frown decorated Luffy's face but quickly disappear as his eyes landed on the untouched plate of food. "You're not eating that?"
"No." The blonde simply answered.
The frown was back and went deeper. "Ehh? Why?" The teen shouted in pure shock as if Killer just admitted that whale could fly, causing the first mate to flinch at the screeching tone.
"Not hungry." He gave the very same answer with the one he gave his captain.
"But—but! Sanji made those!" The raven haired captain insisted. "And he's the greatest cook ever!" He flailed his arms, trying to emphasize his point.
The first mate literally ignored Luffy and decided to stay silence, hoping that the teen would leave him alone if he does so since he knew reasoning with him would be futile.
But the silence Killer was hoping for didn't stay long when the teen huffed in irritation. "As a captain, I'm ordering you to eat!" So the teen said with a clear and solid voice.
The command caught Killer's attention, his face wearing a look that could kill. "Don't order me around. You are not MY captain."
Fortunately for Luffy, the murderous look didn't give a slightest effect on him. "But you're on my ship and I'm the captain here." He then puffed his cheeks and crossed his arms over his chest, eyes locked with the other male.
Killer continued to glare but his attempt to shoo the teen away was met with Luffy's equally hardened gaze that filled with determination. Closing his eyes, the man gave a defeated sigh.
"What," Killer muttered, scrunching his eyes further shut, "Do I have to do to make you leave me alone?"
The pouting mouth quickly pulled into a victorious grin. "Eat your breakfast~" Said the self satisfied captain.
Killer opened his eyes and stared at Luffy suspiciously. "And then you'll shut up?"
Vigorous nods were his respond.
The older male mulled over it, and looked down at his breakfast doubtfully before reaching out his hand towards the plate and picked up a sandwich. "Fine."
Quietly, Killer munched on his sandwich. Just like the captain's description, it was quite good and he could tell the breakfast itself was made with effort. The blond cook did deserve some credit, although he still preferred Kidd's cooking. Few minutes later, he finished his last bite of the sandwich.
"There, I've ate." Killer gave the teen a small glare before he went back into his previous activity. Spacing into nothingness.
"What? That's it?" Luffy made a dramatic pause. "It's only one sandwich! Aren't you hungry? You haven't eaten since yesterday!"
The Massacre man groaned loudly, positive annoyed with the teen's outburst. "Mugiwara… I thought we had an agreement. I ate, just like you wanted. So leave me alone already."
Surprise swept fleeting across Killer's futures as no retort came since he expected further protest from Luffy. Still, the said teen grumbled, eyeing the plate.
Killer sighed. "Here, you finish it." He then shoved the plate nearer to Luffy.
It didn't take even a second for the teen's face to light up and the bright smile was back. "Really? All of it?"
"As long it'll make you shut up."
"Okaayy~" Luffy said in a sing song voice as he started to wolf down the free food offered to him.
Then, Luffy paused and looked up from the plate back to Killer. "But you can't tell Sanji. He'll get angry if he knows I eat your part." The captain managed to muffle with the amount of food that could make a normal person chock.
Figuring that he could have some peace, even if it's only for a while, Killer sucked in a good amount of air, before exhaling back. He tilted his head backward so that he was facing the blue sky, eyes focusing on the clouds that were moving fast, indicating a strong wind. It's only been one day, but Killer had already wondered when they would arrive to the next island, though the answer was pretty obvious.
Unnoticed by Killer, the forgotten captain next to him had been staring at Kidd's first mate for a while, strangely deep in his own thought.
-TBC-
A/N: Thousand apology for writing a simple, not too hot smutty scene although knowing the fact that there are so many of you out there hoping for *caugh*sex*caugh* between those two. But well, I've been a meanie to Kidd and tortured him enough in this chapter. So this will do for now.