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.

9. Day 3:Decisions

Title: Nasty Naughty Boy

Chapter 9: Day 3: Decisions

Rating: M. I'm so happy!

Summary: Annoyed, Zoro finally speaks up after being a bystander for quite some time. At the same time, one of them decides to make his move, but what will be the outcome?

Warning: OOC-ness (almost all the characters are dramatic here, except for Luffy of course), grammar, language, and smex.

Song: Decision by Goldfinger (dedicated to Killer)

A/N: Fully drama and darkish at first half, then pure smex in the second half. *grin like cashier cat in Alice in the wonderland* Anyway, I know that the plot seemed to be quickened too early, but don't worry. There are more unexpected things yet to happen. And one more things… I LOVE lemons!

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'Concentrate.'

'Just ignore him.'

'Just concentrate finding the center of your body.'

'Any distraction will only dull your sword…'

'Fuhhh—Damn! What is he doing here?' Zoro broke his train of thought by focusing more on his meditation. Well, at he tried to. It was a daily routine for the swordsman to meditate at least an hour to improve his power of concentration and his mental strength.

There are many disturbing things lately that make Zoro's head flooded with unanswered questions. By disturbing, he didn't mean the supernatural phenomenon like ghosts and demons, or how weird it is for Luffy to run around like a bundle of energy after less a day experiencing a gruesome battle, or how bizarre for him to has the nerve to ask for sake while he was still heavily bandaged. None of those scenes surprised him anymore as he had long accepted the fact that he and his captain are indeed… monsters. Besides, a lot of disturbances have been occurring in Thousand Sunny for the past few days and he didn't like it one bit.

It was annoying, to be sure.

For example, last night he saw Trafalgar Law kneeling by Robin's flower garden and plucking flowers. Then Zoro immediately knew something was out of place when the said supernova started plucking the petals and sighing heavily, repeating the whole processes all over again. And the swordsman also noticed all the victimized flowers were red colored only. Either he was having issue with something that was red or he was simply being random, that didn't matter. What matter was that, Robin would not appreciate anyone terrorizing her flower garden.

Next disturbing scene was during this morning in which he saw Eustass Kidd slowly crawling on his hands and knees over to the library door that lead to the deck and judging how his hair was dripping wet with fluffy towel draped over his shoulders to capture the water droplets, Zoro could only assume the South Blue captain just finished taking his bath. It took the redhead a full minute to slowly turn the knob and poked only half his head out through the small opening, turning it right to left. At first, he just sat there, clutching at his towel in one hand and breathed deep calming breaths, occasionally murmuring something under his breaths. Once the supernova had calmed down, it took another minute for him to push himself up off the floor before sneaking out of the room and softly close the door behind him.

Another yet disturbing picture presented to him right now as he speaks. Three meters away, a shaggy blond was sitting quietly on the bench with his legs crossed and a hand supporting his tilted head, reading. Believe it or not, the blond he was referring to wasn't Sanji since the cook would rather has his legs chop off than stopping by at the crow's nest. It was Killer. To be honest, Zoro could never imagine the Massacre Man as a reading type, or he could even read, but he was obviously dead wrong. The said man simply ignored his presence, not even looking up from his book and shifted slightly as he tried to get comfortable. Then the long stretch of silence broke only by turned pages and flows of breaths. Although Zoro try to constantly repeating the word 'calm and peace' in his mind, slowing his breathing and allowed relaxation, both mentally and physically to develop inside him, he still couldn't clear his mind.

'Of all the places available on Thousand Sunny, just why did he do the reading here?' Zoro growled inwardly.

When Zoro decided to put a stop to his pointless meditation, he opened his eyes and stood up before stretching his body languidly.

"You…" Zoro started and bent down again only to pick up the dumbbells. "Why are you reading here?"

Half a minute had passed and Zoro almost gave up expecting a respond when his fellow first mate finally mumbled. "This is the second quite place in this ship."

Zoro mulled over the answer as his hands started lifting the exercising equipment in constant pulse. Even so, the library is no doubt and forever will be the quietest room in Thousand Sunny since only the crews that uses their brain most of the time such as Nami and Robin would occupy the room. Indeed it puzzled him more at the man's decision to read in the crow's nest that doesn't even have a single chair.

"We have a library here you know…" Or maybe he doesn't know where the library is, Zoro assumed.

A soft thumbing through the page was paused as Killer glanced up. "I know. But your navigator is there right now."

"Yeah, well… That room is large enough for twenty people and has more comfortable bench, unlike here."

Killer gave him a withering look. Luckily, nothing around them withered. "After yesterday incident? She will spear anyone within twenty foot range."

The swordsman paused as he recalled yesterday's disastrous lunch where Nami went berserk after the little stunt Kidd pulled. They somehow managed to calm her and avoid any further casualty by sedating her, but the after-effects were still there. The broken dining table was rebuilt by their shipwright within minutes and the crews didn't inflict serious injuries as told by Chopper, but the problem now relays on the navigator. Since yesterday lunch, she was practically in bad mood and it was too obvious even the blockheaded Luffy decided to keep his distance from the fuming girl. Come to think of it, that explains Kidd's strange behavior this morning. After all, he was the root of Nami's wrath.

And speaking of a certain redhead, something inside the swordsman was telling him to voice out what he has wanted to say since the moment of their arrival in Thousand Sunny.

Then, Zoro cleared his throat. "So, what are you going to do?"

Killer looked at the green haired man, puzzled. It was clear the Massacre Man didn't fully understand the true meaning behind the question.

"It's only days away before you guys are going back to your ship." Zoro interrupted his thought. "If you are going to settle your problem with your captain," He shrugged. "You need to do it fast."

"Look, you guys can't avoid each other all time. He's the captain, you're the first mate. If the first mate can't even face his captain more than five minutes, then the crews are done for." He added while setting down his dumbbells and reached for the water bottle on the bench.

I saw you there alone

Like the first time that

I knew you were my own

It surprised Killer to find that the swordsman actually noticed the tension between him and Kidd. From the moment the three of them set foot on Mugiwara's ship, the green haired man seemed uninterested and remained passive almost for the entire time, only bothered himself with excessive exercise, sake, nap and more excises. He expected either the navigator or the raven haired archeologist that would bitch about that issue or maybe Mugiwara since he was the genius who selfishly decided that they need kiss and make up, but Zoro was definitely not in the list.

"What would it matter to you? We are practically enemies if case you've forgotten, so wouldn't it be better to let your rival just collapse?" Killer schooled his earlier surprised features into a complete deadpan. Giving your enemy an advice is not an everyday picture, he needed to know what the former pirate hunter's attention is.

Zoro snorted at the comeback. So much for giving a piece of his mind. "Your problem got nothing to do with me. Hell, you guys can fight and claw each other throat for all I care and it still wouldn't matter. But it, it," He searched for the words. "It irks me to see a crew fallen apart just because their captain and first mate are too stupid and egoistic to properly communicate and solve their goddamn problem."

Killer had to admit, the comments given by Zoro did make his blood pressure rose just a hair but as the other male's points seeped into his head, Killer decided to keep down the anger for later use.

A low huffed passed his lips. "Things will be solved quickly if I just get to chop off that doctor's head together with his annoying smirk."

"Aren't you guys a selfish lot? You and that doctor…" Zoro mouthed back and Killer turned a scowl in return, his eyes narrowed.

"What I meant was," He continued, this time with a louder voice so the blond would hear him out instead of strangling him. "All I heard so far are 'Trafalgar this' or 'Mr. Killer that' or 'Kidd's mine' and much more, but everything is all about you guys. What the TWO of you wants and needs." Zoro lowered his voice abruptly. "What about your captain? Does he get any say in that?"

The way you made me feel

Like I was something that

You couldn't live without

Like I was someone that

You couldn't be without

Zoro stared as Killer turned a sickly pale of shade before his eyes. Memories flitted across his mind of the time he first discovered Kidd's relationship with Trafalgar. Nobody had the idea how much he wanted Kidd to tell him that he was wrong and just being plain paranoid. But when Kidd didn't deny him, immediately he was overwhelmed by the sense of loss. Yes, he was afraid of losing Kidd.

Killer remembered something else- the late night discussion that turned into somewhat erotic as he decided that he would never let the dark doctor touches what he was waiting to claim as his. What happened next was one sided, reluctance and non-consent sex although there was a very small voice inside him that screamed it wasn't right and if he continues, the bridge between him and Kidd which exist for so long would be severed. But he ignored it. All he thought at that time was he wanted Kidd… he really did. Until now, he could still feel the heat coming off from Kidd's body as they naked chests pressed together and their breaths mingled when they kissed. He could still remembered every lines and curves of Kidd's body, the way he arched and his expressions when climax washed over him was the most beautiful image Killer had ever seen in his life. And he wanted all of Kidd to himself.

That possessiveness was the main reason why he and Trafalgar are trying to rip each other hearts out at the moment. He wasn't sure the purpose Trafalgar involving himself with his captain. At first Killer convinced himself the North Blue captain was just being an asshole like he always does and only wanted to mess up with Kidd's head so the crew would fallen apart, but as time passed, Killer noticed the look that the half lidded, smoky eyes were giving out every time in Kidd's presence, desperately trying to convert the look into writable message.

Trafalgar Law wanted Kidd as much as him.

Something came in between us

Something made a change in you

What can I do?

While the blond had pictured a lot of different scenarios going on between him, Kidd and Trafalgar, it never clicked inside him in between those moment to think about Kidd or even being in his shoes despite the redhead was the one who was forcibly squished between a very selfish males. And he knew neither did the dark doctor. He had no idea how he and Trafalgar has been fucking up Kidd's life all his time.

After a few minutes of sudden realizations, Killer took a deep breath before sighing and slouching against the bench.

"You still there?" Zoro asked him with a slight concern, but Killer barely registered it.

"I really fucked up everything." The blonde's voice was strangely timid and coated with guilt. "He probably going to kick me out once we return to the ship."

Zoro was silence as he took another large gulp of water. It didn't surprise Killer. He must be one hell of stupid jerk even the swordsman was a loss of words. When Zoro finished, he was looking at the blond strangely before looking down at his half empty bottle.

"Nope, I don't think that will ever happen." Zoro shook his head, playing the bottle cap between his fingers.

Killer opened his mouth to say something, but Zoro quickly waved him off.

"Do you know why first mate is special?" Again, Killer didn't look like he knew what Zoro was talking about.

Screwing the bottle shut, Zoro looked straight into the Killer's mismatched eyes. "Because they are too damn important to the captain. No matter what happen, first mate will always be the first person the captain turns to, their right hand man." Zoro paused, clearly struggling to simplify his points. "To put it in a simplest way… YOU are important to that monster magnet as long as both of you are pirates and even if you have fucked up something that pissed him like hell, your captain will always need his first mate by his side."

"Anyway, you're the one who has stuck with him for the longest time and I don't think there's another sane guy out there who knows or can handle him like you do. The worse he can do is beat the shit out of you and say 'pull that stunt again and I'll smash you into dust', but in no time, he'll be shouting your name again when your ship is under attack."

So you made your decision

I guess it's you that I'll be missin'

I lie alone in bed just wishin'

That I had been the one

That I had been the one

"But…"

Zoro wasn't going to let himself interrupted. "Listen, if you think that I'm wrong, then why he hasn't kick out your sorry ass yet when there are plenty of time to do it?" He asked, sending the blond a look that dared him to deny it.

Killer couldn't respond. The swordsman was right, again. Before they were stuck in Mugiwara's ship, quite a long time passed after that fucked up night, yet there he was, still on their ship and had his head intact although it was torturous enough for him with Kidd fumed around and gave him the silent treatment throughout the week. Despite that, he was such a denier and coward that he couldn't even say the simplest word like 'sorry' to Kidd. His head snapped back up to the other male, dawning falling across his features.

The swordsman let out a dramatic sigh of relief. "You finally realize it! I was beginning to think that I wasted my ten minutes worth spit for nothing."

"I'm not that thick like your captain." Killer corked an eyebrow at Zoro.

"Yeah, well, you ain't the sharpest person either." A small smirk painted itself on Zoro's lips, earning himself a scowl from the blond.

Silence hung between the two as both men stared in no particular direction. Suddenly, the quite was shattered by a loud yelling.

"Zoro! Come down and take a look at this! Franky just made something reaaallllyyy coooool!"

"Shit, what is it now?" Zoro muttered, peering down from the window only to see Luffy was waving frantically at him as though it was a matter of life and death.

"What are you waiting for? Go on. Your captain NEEDS his first mate." The blond punctuated the word 'needs', having difficulty keeping a straight face from his spot.

"Oh shut up. You have no idea what's it like to have an idiot for a captain."

"Idiot?" Killer considered the term. "No, idiot is not really what I would call him."

"What then?"

"Trouble." The Massacre Man said succinctly. "That kid is pure, 24 karat trouble if you asked me."

Zoro would let out a chuckle if it wasn't for Luffy who was getting impatient with the swordsman's lack of respond.

"Zorrrroooo! Hurry!"

"Alright, alright I'm coming! Stop shouting already! Sheezz…"

Tossing the bottle aimlessly back to bench, Zoro snatched a nearby towel and hung it over his shoulder.

"I don't really mind if you are going to do your thinking here too, but don't forget to come down for lunch. I don't want to climb back up here just because that dartbrow asks me to drag your ass to the kitchen." Zoro said, turning around and exited swiftly through the hole below the nest's metal carpeted floor.

As a respond, Killer only waved his hand in shooing motion, trying to make himself looked nonchalant. In reality, he was anxious to get this conversation over but glad at the same time.

Although he seems to get some hints on what he needed to do, he was still ensured. How could things go back to the way they were after the other night? He had slept with Kidd and stupidly confessed (not directly though) his feeling. How are you supposed to just forget about something like that? The way Killer saw it, he either wanted to be with Kidd, be his partner, his lover, everything or just have things go back to that easy, captain and first mate relationship. Right now, both of those options seemed too much to ask.

This time you should know

The way you made me feel

So helpless and alone

Erase the memories

Of all we've ever known

Resting his head against the window, the blond finally closed his book and let out a small yawn. Bit by bit, his eyes fluttered closed. Maybe a short nap would clear up his head a little.

XxXxXx HALF AN HOUR AFTER LUNCH xXxXxX

Kidd stared into nothingness of the kitchen, his fingers drumming out a slow, measured rhythm on the table, which Sanji had cleared all the dishes from top of it half an hour ago. One, two, three. One, two, three. It was an echo of his irritation. The lunch went as usual, a nicely cooked meal with a murderous looking navigator throwing dagger looks at him. Yerp, real nice. But the subject of his irritation lay on the dark skin doctor, who seemed to be acting like his annoying self, smiling like he always does, only this time, the smile didn't reach his eyes. The way he looked at the redhead… It was almost sad. Kidd heard his heart 'thump... thump... THUMP...' then nothing. What was that look? What the hell did that mean? That expression was just too strange for someone who is an extremely laid back. No one seemed to notice it including Killer who only munched his food quietly with a pair of sleepy eyes, occasionally hissing at the straw hat wearing captain when the said captain attempted to lump more food into the blonde's plate. The action itself received a surprised gasp especially from the cook, he swore that the bottomless stomach captain only know how to take food from others, but not to give. So not the main issue right now.

"Oi, are you going to help with this dishes or what?" The voice echoed throughout the kitchen pulled Kidd's attention, causing him to stare lazily at the owner's back.

"Nope, I'm good."

"Then shut up and stop that annoying tapping." Sanji snapped, looking over his shoulder with a small frown as he vigorously scrubbed the pot. "Or better, get lost."

"Hmph." Surprisingly, Kidd stopped and absent-mindedly stared at his fingernails instead.

'Damn, need to get them fixed… and trimmed too.' Kidd thought as he inspected his nails and unpleasantly discovered the dark colored nail polish has chipped.

Deciding that he would NOT lend a hand to help, Kidd stood up and strode across the kitchen before climbing up the ladder that leads to a hatch giving access to the deck above the room. Usually at a time like this, that 'person' would be at the flower garden.

Maybe the dark haired woman had some nail polish he could use and hopefully he wouldn't cross path with the navigator or his neck would be in danger.

XxXxXx FEW MINUTES LATER xXxXxX

With a small satisfied smirk, Eustass Kidd pace the grass carpeted floor while holding some nail polishes and manicure sets-a nail clipper, nail file and a nail buffer. At last, he finally had something to bother himself with and now all he needed was a quiet, suitable place to paint his nails. Excluding the library (Nami was still cooped inside to finish with her maps), kitchen and open aired space, what are left would be the crow's nest and their room, and since the room was only few steps away from him, Kidd decided to go for the later.

Kidd reached the door to the men's quarter in record time, twisting the door knob with his free hand and entered the room, quickly made his way to trap door that located close to the low sofa. It was a damn good thing that Kidd had placed all the items inside his pocket, because otherwise he would have dropped it to the floor from what happened next.

There was a rustle of movement, followed by the click of a lock. Then:

"Alone at last, Mr. Kidd."

'Fuck. Stupid, stupid, stupid!'

Said male bit the inside of his cheek and slowly turned his head to see Law was leaning against the wall by the door. The two of them were never at the loss of words, but as Kidd stood, eternity had seemed to pass before Law had spoken.

"You've been avoiding me." It wasn't a question, more like a statement of fact. Unable to tear himself from the gaze, Kidd only stared stupidly, not denying either. To show that he wasn't affected by the doctor, Kidd tried hard to keep himself to keep himself impassive but the redhead had the feeling that Law knew how close he really was to losing his composure just being in his presence.

"Whose fault was it again?" Kidd replied with a hint of annoyance in his voice. He didn't like the idea being alone with the supernova. Not one bit.

Law looked at the male before him and asked the question that was burning in his heart. "Do you like him?"

"What… uhh… Who?" Kidd spluttered, not sure if he really wanted to hear the question again.

"Do you like Mr. Killer?" Much to Kidd's dislike, Law voiced the question out again.

This was getting to be a habit-getting a sneak attack and cornered persistently. And Kidd didn't know to whom he should assign his curse. Somewhere he knew this type of unnerving conversation would come around, but he never suspect it would be this soon enough.

Repositioning himself so that his back rest against the wall, Kidd crossed his arms over his chest and let out a small sigh. "He's important to me." He exclaimed it loud enough for the other male across the room to hear him.

Unsatisfied with the short answer, Law pushed further, ignoring the uneasiness that started to bubble inside him. "How important?"

"Very important that I can't bring myself to hate that idiot and push him aside after what we've been through together, from good to shitty situations. He's…He's the only one that can handle me without getting murdered. Selfish, and always make insanely, stupid decision, he said. I can't imagine being a pirate anymore if that stuck up bastard is not with me and nag me around. So if anyone mess up with him, it'll make me VERY unhappy and when I'm unhappy, I'll make them kneel down and beg me to kill 'em." There was no thread of hesitancy in Kidd's voice, the slightest shading of threat.

"I'm still pissed at him though." Kidd added the last part with huff.

"You like him then?" Law asked. Kidd frowned at the almost inaudible murmur.

"Yeah." Kidd watched as Law flinch at the word, but continued forward. "Enough to put up with him."

What Kidd had said were both a heart-crushing impediment and a relief for Law. Peeling himself from the wall, Law's smoky-grey eyes held Kidd motionless as he stalked toward him, not stopping until he was close to the redhead, too close he leaned his forehead into the crook of Kidd's neck. He breathed in deeply trying to keep the trembling from his voice.

"Then how about me? Do you like me, Mr. Kidd?" This wasn't Law's usual smug voice. There was something broken and mechanical about it.

"You are annoying, smug, always swinging around that stupid oversized sword and flip me off, and you have the most irritating smirk I've ever seen." Kidd stated, he couldn't see the brunette's reaction since it was hard to see from his current position, but Kidd knew he was frowning underneath his chin.

Law pouted softly despite the squirming in his stomach. "I know. Everyone pretty much say the same thing, but do you like me?"

"The hell is with you being sappy all of sudden?"

Law growled softly. "I know, and weird didn't even begin to cover it. God, Mr. Kidd. I'm not asking you medical terms or trigonometry here. The question I'm asking is simple, so just answer the goddamn question!" Law said with a strangled, desperate sound and his fists tightened on Kidd's coat.

For a few minutes there was silence while Kidd's brain tried to think of the answer and Law was almost tempted to give up expecting reply from the male. He was then pulled from his self pity when a hand fisted in his short ebony hair and tugged his face up to look at other supernova in the eyes. Questions almost went past the doctor's lips but quickly stifled by the feel of Kidd's warm lips covering his own. It was the tenderest kiss Law had experienced given by the redhead, soft yet demanding. The short kiss didn't last long as Kidd pulled back. Confused grey eyes lifted to his, where those crimson eyes only speak the truth. But the indirect conversation was cut off when Kidd quickly averted his gaze away; looking at different direction other than Law's face but the red heat that flushed the pale skin of his face was more than sufficient to inform the other male what he was dying to know.

It was 'I want you so bad but there is no way I'm going to admit it' look. Or maybe something similar to it.

His lips still experiencing the tingling sensation as Law knocked his forehead gently against Kidd's, almost kicking himself at his earlier ridiculous feeling. For a pirate famous for his cruelty, it was a quite a shock when he discovered that the fear of somehow being unlovable by the South Blue captain was like a dreadful nightmare of his life

"Heh, me too Mr. Kidd." Law murmured, refusing to utter the forbidden four letter words that start with 'L'. It would only ruin the moment as Law knew that his Mr. Kidd is an extremely…

"Mr. Kidd is still such a shy person." Oh yeah, Eustass Kidd is that type of person.

"And you're an idiot." Said male retorted.

"Does that," Law paused only to bring Kidd's face to his so he could see those burning eyes that he adored so much. "… Make you an idiot too?" 'For liking me', Law almost added but quickly put a stop to the sentence.

Snorting, Kidd let the dark skin male to thread his fingers into his hair and pulled them closer than they already had. "No, that makes me a moron."

"And Trafalgar?"

"Hmm?"

"Bed. Now" Not given enough time to retaliate, Law found himself pulled roughly by his arm before he was shoved through the opened trap door.

XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXx

Something came in between us

Something made us break in two

What can I do?

Killer's hand frozen on the doorknob. He began to feel nauseated and as he stood longer, the feeling in his stomach intensified.

'Do you like me?'

The blond couldn't hear the rest of the conversation, because he knew what the outcome was. He just simply knew. They had spent almost four days in Mugiwara's ship and the look they have been giving to each other when they thought nobody noticed or the way Kidd flinched when he mentioned the doctor's name were enough cues. Many times Killer tried to ignore it and convinced himself it was nothing, but his logical mind speaks differently. Or how else he managed to figure it out? Now he could only hear the sound of his heart deflating at a point Killer thought it would stop beating. The fates must be fucking with him.

So you made your decision

I guess it's you that I'll be missin'

I lie alone in bed just wishin'

That I had been the one

That I had been the one

It took a while for him to hear the sound echoing in his ear, as if someone was shouting at him. Quickly he shook himself from his misery and traced the voice which came directly behind him. Killer turned his gaze to the person and realized it was Luffy who snapped him out of his fog, the teen almost stammered when his eyes landed on him.

"W-what are you doing there?" So Luffy did stammer, but not too horrible. The teen stretched his neck a bit and saw Killer's hand holding tightly on the doorknob, but didn't open the door. Unnamed emotions were apparent on the blonde's matured face.

"Is something in there?" Curious, Luffy closed his distance and hoped something interesting behind the door. Like a three headed dog for example. Most of the crews were having an after lunch nap at the upper deck by now and he on the other hand had just came out from the kitchen to ask Sanji what was today's snack earlier when he noticed the Massacre Man was standing in front of their door, unmoved. The blond was too lost in his thought he didn't hear the soft approaching footsteps. What bothered the captain was the older male went still like a statue for five minutes and so until Luffy decided to grab his attention.

Now I think I'm goin' crazy

Now you're stuck inside my head

I don't ever wanna feel this way again

When you look in the mirror

Does it all seem clear to you?

Have I been used?

Only few more centimeters for Luffy's hand to reach for the door, but the sudden warm hand on his wrist startled him. At some point, Killer had recovered and immediately grabbed the teen's wrist from getting to the door. He didn't know why he did that, it was merely out of reflex. Confused, Luffy looked at the other, bunching his eyebrows together above his eyes.

"It's nothing." Killer crocked, his voice filled with emotions as lowered his head slightly so that his eyes covered by the golden bangs.

Killer's legs quaked beneath him as he walked unsteadily. He needed to get away from there. That was all he could think of while he dragged the squirming teen with him.

"W-wait!" Luffy protest was ignored seeing that Killer didn't let go of his grip and he didn't have much choice but to follow the man.

XxXxXx INSIDE THE ROOM xXxXxX

They didn't even make it to the bed as Law was pushed against the wall; he was trapped by Kidd larger build. Sliding his own hand to cup Law's head and the other around his back, Kidd pulled the fellow captain into a long, deep kiss. Law could feel his world swirled around from the sheer bliss of being kissed this way, like he rare, special, and worth taking the time to savor. Then a tongue traced across his lower lip few timed before it demanded an entry. It didn't take much persuasion for the brunette to oblige. As the doctor opened his mouth, the moment was disrupted quickly and narrowed into a slick play of tongue against tongue- invading every corner of each other warm cavern and the two appendages swirled around to share individual unique taste with the taste buds before teasing the tips as a cue to pause. Both men decided to stop momentarily only by seconds to steal as much air as they could and connected their mouth again. The procedure then repeated. Even when their lips are separated by millimeter, the tongues stayed connected and never did stop teasing each other as if the organs itself were different magnetic poles that will always be attracted to each other. (A/N: No pun intended. But Law and Kidd are North and South Blue native, so the idea suddenly just pop up. lolx) It didn't matter if the kiss was wet and getting sloppy as long they kept kissing. When they finally pulled apart, Law took a deep breath and laughed.

"Whew… that was…" Law couldn't think of any description to their previous deed.

"Hot." Kidd's voice was husky from the lack of breath when he replied. Still breathless, Kidd put his lips against the brunette's neck; a hitching breath was forced from Law. The next exploration began with a careful, light opened mouth kisses. It was slow and torturing, barely-there sweeps of tongue. Now and then, Kidd would use the tip to trace the almost almost-visible vein, from the base Law's neck and all the way up to his ear. Lost in the maelstrom of sensations, Law only capable of doing what he was good at and clung to the larger male desperately. Who knew a neck could have so many wonderful nerve endings in it? Law twisted and struggled beneath him, not to get away, just to expose more of his throat to Kidd's tongue and lips. He would probably do the same to the redhead, but with Kidd's hand holding his head in place and his oh-so-wicked mouth sucking at the tender skin between his neck and collarbone, Law knew payback was out of question. What else could he respond other than letting out a throaty moan with Kidd nibbling the incredibly erotic spot, really?

While his mouth was busy with its own agenda, Kidd's free hand didn't stay motionless as it ran down and up of the smaller's back, slipping it under his shirt and ranked his nails across the tan flesh.

For some reason, Law found it less arousing at the sudden sharp pain. "Yeoowch! What the—are you trying to rip my skin off Mr. Kidd? With that vampire-like nails!"

Dumbfounded, Kidd lifted his hand. Yeah, that's right… "Woah, sorry 'bout that. I was going to trim them actually."

Law strained his neck to see the damage and muttered. "I think you just carved someone's face on my backside."

"Pfft. Don't be a baby." Kidd snorted and forcing the smaller male up against the wall. Pinning Law's body by his waist, Kidd stripped his coat from his body. The North Blue captain was fascinated by the perfectly sculpted muscles of Kidd's body, with the sharply define abs and pecs of his torso that would make even the straightest person to woo the redhead. Like him. But his fascination was cut off as Kidd threw the wooing male over his shoulder, causing Law to give a clipped shout of surprise.

"Easy there Mr. Kidd. You don't want you bedmate to hurl all over you before the sexy part."

Not only Kidd ignored the warn, he even greedily groped Law's ass and chuckled as said male yelped unmanly, making his way to the bed that was less than fifteen steps ahead. Still with Law over his shoulder, Kidd kicked off his massive boots and dropped the human package onto the bed.

Kidd crawled onto the bed, straddling the doctor's hips with his thighs. Pinned, Law could only watched Kidd's fingers tug the hem of his shirt up and over his head, frustratingly blinding the smaller man for a moment. Red eyes sharply surveying his flesh, a chill ran though Law's body. He loves getting chills, and this one seemed exquisite. With only layers of fabric separated their particular erogenous spots, their raging hard-ons caused an unwanted yet delightful friction, pulling lusty moans from both parties.

"H-hey, let me up a bit will you…" Law breathed out between moans.

Reluctantly, Kidd lifted his hips up and Law took the opportunity to push his body into a sitting position using his unstable elbows. In an instant, Law pulled his own boots off and let them clattered to the floor before working on with pants. With a clacking sound, the belt quickly went loose and slim fingers made their next destination to the button before proceeding to its zipper. As Kidd watched the sensual stripping show behind his half lidded eyes, Law hooked his thumbs into the elastic waistband of his boxer along with the edge of his jeans and pushed them down, hissing when the cool air hit the sensitive skin of his hot erection. The article later was tossed somewhere near his boots.

Payback time…

Law kept his eyes on other male as he lowered his body and knelt between Kidd's legs, his warm breath ghosted along the redhead's hips through the leather pants while his fingers drew an invisible pattern over the muscles calved. He was being careful not to touch the 'dangerous zone', but close enough to make Kidd's erection twitched and begged for an attention.

Bless the divine intervention for the thick leather pants he was wearing, or else the front of his pants must be drenching with pre-cum by now.

The afternoon prayer didn't last long when Law sank his teeth firmly into the firm flesh of Kidd through his pants, causing Kidd's hips to buck almost three meters high.

"F-fuck!" His curse rang loudly the room. Again, Kidd thanked the divine power for the soundproof room although the credit should be given to the shipwright. While he was cursing, his pants strained over the bulge at the crotch even more than it possibly could, and the leather material made the uncomfortable feeling worse.

A tempted glare was given to the little devil under him as Law only flashed a wicked grin in return before his nimble fingers worked hard to remove the sash. It could have been simple if it wasn't for the ridiculous belt with its blasted buckle! Seriously, who could have guess Kidd's sense of fashion would be this troublesome? Rolling his eyes at Law's futile struggles, Kidd saved the effort by unhooked the buckle with such ease that didn't take longer than three seconds and slid the belt off.

At the brunette's look of surprise, Kidd smirked. "I like it fancy."

"But I like it simple." Replied Law, quickly get rid of the annoying bright blue sash and continued his little cock tease. Clenching the zipper between his teeth, he unzipped the pants and slowly took them down to the male's ankle along with his underwear before pulling them off completely; his raging erection sprang in its glory, fluid leaking from its dark head. Law whistled softly. A tingle raced through Law's body and settled in his crotch. Instead of taking the quivering cock into his mouth like Kidd badly wanted him to, Law moved up to settle himself on Kidd's lap and rolled his hips so his bare erection rubbed against Kidd's. Kidd hissed through his clenching teeth at the hot, delicious friction and leaned his head back, baring more of his pale throat.

"Cock tease." Kidd hissed.

Law only chuckled into the flesh of his throat; it vibrated all over Kidd's body system. Appreciate groans erupted when Law used his mouth and teeth and latched them to the base of Kidd's neck, sucking hard the skin. He didn't care if everyone would figure out that they had a wild monkey sex, all Law cared was he wanted to mark the man.

Panting with a heavily flushed face, Kidd whispered. "So who's going to be fucked senseless?"

Between the sucking and nipping, Law replied breathlessly. "I don't care." Another nip. "As long I can taste Mr. Kidd." Another lick behind the ear. "But considering I bottomed last time… it's only fair for me to get your ass this time."

"Like hell its fair." Kidd growled into Law's ear, his hand fisted the doctor's dark hair painfully, earning a delighted mewl from said man. "You attacked me at the aquarium remember? So… you'll be the submissive bitch this time, too."

It was at that exact moment Kidd chose to grab the brunette cock, sweeping his thumb at the already weeping tip. With a loud lusty cry, Law's back bowed at the action elicited.

'Then what's the point asking me?' Law grunted silently.

"Get up." Kidd ordered and moved his legs a bit to nudge the other male. Blindly, Law obliged and now, he found himself on his knees; his crotch was dangerously close to the redhead face. The mental picture of Kidd's sinful lips around his cock, sucking him like it was a lollipop made Law wanted to slap himself across the face three times straight. He couldn't afford to come early when his body hadn't yet experience real pleasure. A sudden prodding at his entrance caused Law's mind snapped in alert before a finger entered, a mild sting feeling produced. The finger felt wet but it wasn't slick, so Law concluded Kidd must have used something else as a substitute to lube. His own saliva perhaps. Kidd paused briefly, rotating the digit around before adding the second finger, causing Law to tense, clearly due to discomfort.

"Mr. Kidd… Don't tear anything inside…"

'Melodramatic.' Kidd mused but stopped his intrusion nevertheless. Leaning forward, Kidd wrapped his lips around the brunette's cock that was presented to him inch by inch until he capable deep-throated Law. Slowly, Kid slid back and forth on the hard, veined shaft, his tongue would slid into the foreskin and swirled around the sensitive area, gathering more and more pre-cum with every move. Every time the tip of Law's cock bumped his throat, the muscles contracted around the organ, making Law writhed in agony. As he felt Law ass muscles began to relax, Kidd inserted third finger and was about to search for the particular bundle of nerves when Law quickly gripped both his head and the hand behind him, helplessly trying to stop the movements.

"Stop! Stop Mr. Kidd!" That earned a questioned look from Kidd.

Law tried to reason. "I-I don't want to come yet."

After few second of mindless thinking, Kidd removed his mouth together with his fingers from the smaller body. Kidd wasn't able to grab the situation as Law grabbed his shoulder with one hand to steady himself, taking Kidd's pre-cum slicked shaft and guided to his ass.

"Trafalgar, what—"

Law shushed the male. "I want you now." Right after the not-so-warning, Kidd was nearly blinded when he was surrounded by an impossible, tight heat as Law slammed down on him, his cock was buried to the root in one shove.

A wail rose from Law's throat. "Ha—aaahh!"

"S-shit! This is the tightest you've ever been…" Kidd gasped out as his breath was stolen. Neither man dared to move for one long minute while Law was wearing a tight expression in contrast with a low moan that escaped his lips. He dug his blunt nails into Kidd's shoulder and breathed heavily against the exposed skin of his throat, rotating his hips slightly to adjust the throbbing cock inside him. Bit by bit, Law lift himself up until at the point that the tip was all that left within and dropped back down. A rush of pain and pleasure raced through Law's body as the cock was again engulfed in his ass; he felt a slap of Kidd's hips against his ass.

"Gaaahh!" Another small yelp heard from Law as pure reaction to the delicious feeling that he had been craving so much for weeks, a nostalgic feeling indeed. Although there was a bit of pain, he loved the feeling of Kidd's length twitching inside him, wanting nothing more to have the male shoot his seeds deep within him. So Law did it again, and again, fucking himself on his partner's cock, sending shock of pleasure through both male's body with each stroke. He gradually increased in speed until Kidd's hips were slapping steadily against his butt cheeks. And all Kidd could do was thrust his hips up to meet his butt, a grunt escaping him every time he slammed into the smaller body.

"Haa—ahh… Someone in a slutty mood today…" Kidd smirked, but he doubted Law heard him as the said male was moaning like crazy with his eyes closed, his cock rubbed against Kidd's stomach, leaking a steady stream of clear fluid.

Without warning, Kidd pushed the doctor roughly into the mattress so he was on his back, enjoying the startled look in the grey eyes.

"W-wha—hey!" Law cried out, almost in a protest kind of way at the sudden change of position. Hooking the tan legs under his arms, Kidd buried himself again to the hilt with such force that made the brunette's head hit against the headboard. The smells of sweats and sex began to invade his nostril, turning the redhead even more. Both captains couldn't care less if they were out of rhythm or how loud the squeaking noise the bed was making; they only wanted it harder, deeper and faster.

Repeatedly, his cock hit something inside the brunette, causing familiar tingling warmth to rise and fill Law's entire lower body. "Nnnhh—haahh! T-there Mr. Kidd…again—nghh—"

There was no way Kidd could deny such sexy request and he angled his powerful thrust so it would hit the sweet spot dead on. Loud shrieks from Law were the proof he was doing it perfectly. As he thrust, Kidd's eyes took in the visual: his hard cock sliding in and out of the doctor tight ass, his face contorted with lust, trail of saliva trickling down his chin, and his arm rose above his head, muscles ripping underneath the perfect tan skin as he clutched the bed sheet, nearly ripping it.

"That's it… squeeze that ass more…" Kidd grunted. It wasn't really an order, merely an unconscious self-talking, but it didn't skip Law's ear. Aroused, the brunette clenched his muscles, eliciting a loud moan from the larger male.

Law heard the supernova's breathing heavily as he picked up his pace before Kidd released one of his legs only to grasp firmly on the wet length, moving his hand up and down the aching flesh in long, slippery, slurpy strokes and later timed them to his thrust. Sparks of pleasure that shoot through the tingling warmth nearly made Law screamed in delight if it wasn't for his sore throat. Instinctively, Law thrust his hips upward to match the maddening pace as the hand that was stroking his member kept on giving a harsh squeeze to the head, more pre-cum leaked from the tip.

"Ahn, ahn, aaahhhnnn!" With a violent jerk and curled toes, the doctor finally released his seeds, his cum spattered over his heaving stomach muscles and some covered the pale hand. The pressure of the contractions by Law's ass muscles due to the orgasm clenched around the redhead's cock, massaging the length so damn good than Kidd's could have ever imagine as he still managed to thrust forward.

Soon his teeth clenched and his face twist into what Law's called an erotic expression. Hoarse cries of "D-d-damn! Unnghhh!" rise from his throat as hot jets of cum flood into the male underneath him. Kidd kept on pounding until his member was milked dry before collapsing onto the smaller male, his dick still embedded within. For the next few moments, no coherent sounds came from either of them, only wordless grunts and sighs, Kidd had his head resting against Law perspiration covered chest.

When Kidd finally extracting himself slowly, he made sure to lick up all the dripped cum on Law's stomach and their lips met in a slow, sticky kiss to share the taste of Law's now cold salty essence. Pulling back, Kidd rolled onto his side and they stayed in an exhausted embrace, sticky with sweat.

"For a hot sex like that, I don't mind getting imprison in Mugiwara's ship for a long, long time." Law purred and his head lay on Kidd's chest, feeling that as though he was resting on top of rock. But it's comforting, in its own unique way.

Kidd grimaced. "They are nuts. No one can survive that long without getting mental breakdown."

"Hmm… They are interesting though." Law mumbled between sleepy yawns. "… but this time, I'll make sure you won't leave this bed." Yawning, Law tightened his grip around the redhead's waist possessively. "Unless it's with me." He added, his eyes soon fluttered close and his breathes came out softly.

'At least one thing cleared up. Now how to deal with that guy…' Kidd muttered in his head as he lay in silence for a long time, his finger unconsciously threading the short dark hair and messaging the scalp, he could practically heard Law purred in his sleep. Not long, Kidd fell asleep watching Law smiled widely to himself.

XxXxXx Night xXxXxX

Stomping his boots hard on the floor as sign of protest, Zoro cursed under his breath and made his way to the foremast. "Stupid cook. Bossy Nami. Why do I have to keep watch tonight, again?"

True, Zoro was usually the appointed person among the crews to keep watch at night but the idea of doing the job for five days straight didn't thrill him anymore. Once in a while, he wanted to have the bed all to himself, sleeping under a warm blanket for ten hours, like others. But no! Nami bluntly deny his request to have a break and the cook wasn't any help (it wasn't like Zoro expect anyway) by saying 'stupid marimo has no right to question Nami-san' and another shouting match broke roughly after that. Unfortunately, the result was still the same and he still ended up as tonight watchman.

"I'll go."

A voice from his back caused Zoro almost to draw out his katana and slashed whoever person that dare to scare the crap out of him. The sword somewhat stopped midway when his eyes took in a long, wild blond hair.

"What?" Clearly Zoro was still in his surprise state he didn't caught what Killer had said earlier.

The Massacre Man walked passed him. "I said I'll keep watch for tonight." He repeated as started climbing the ropes. Before Zoro could ask why, the blond quickly added. "Can't sleep."

Zoro noticed the strain in Killer's voice but didn't comment about it; or rather he didn't want to, considering this was maybe not a good time as he watched his fellow first mate already climbing up halfway to the crow's nest. Sighing, Zoro turned and headed back to the male's quarter with a small yawn.

So you made your decision

It won't be me that you'll be missin'

I lie alone in bed just wishin'

That I had been the one

That I had been the one

-To be continued—

A/N: Alright, before any of you freak out, Killer didn't do anything to Luffy okay… He just dragged and chucked him somewhere. Again, I wanted to write the smut part short and simple, but still ended up writing it too long and too detail unlike in the first two chapters. Damn! Anyway, I just wanted to know if you guys want me to redo the smut in first and second chapter, making it more DETAIL and longer. Do tell me what you think.