A/N: And I'm back to working on this fic, because dammit, I need to get one of my wips finished and this one is easier to get back in to because the point of it is to post chapters no matter the length of the chapter just to try and get the story finished.

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"Stay in the car." Zoro said, not bothering to check and see if Law or Kid would listen to him. Instead, the green haired cop opened the door and slid out of the car with an easy grace, though he was tense as he looked to and fro. And as he moved, Zoro's hand hovered over where he had his gun holstered, as if he expected someone to pop out of nowhere to and try to whisk Law away again.

"Oy, doc, is he actually serious about having me stay here, or are you all messin' with me?" Kid questioned Law, though the red head's eyes were on the green haired cop as Zoro scouted out the area around the house.

"Zoro-ya and his friends will do as they please." Law sighed as he moved away from the window and sagged in the car seat, half against Kid, and seemingly unaware of the close contact. "They mean well, but sometimes that means dealing with their harebrained schemes."

"That doesn't answer why he wants me to be here." Kid stated, even though he damn well had a good idea that it was because Zoro thought he could act as a buffer between his ex and new lover. The red haired man wasn't exactly sure why the cop wanted it to be him, apart from the fact that Kid had returned the favor and helped Law when he'd been in trouble. But that didn't mean Kid would be interested in getting cozy with Law when the other man was clearly still pining after his ex. Kid didn't want to get in the middle of that, because he figured he would end up being the one disappointed. Sure, Law was interesting and all, but it was a big turn off to have the doctor so hung up over someone else.

Kid would rather have the attention all on him, and until Law decided that he'd get over the green haired cop, Kid sure as hell hoped that Zoro didn't expect to romance him or some such shit. Because Kid didn't do relationships. He liked the convenience of having a partner in bed, but not when emotions became entangled in it, and fights broke out, and then there were exes to avoid.

Nope. Been there, done that, not interested in having it happen again.

Kid wasn't going to get involved in a relationship of any kind ever again. Not even for the man currently leaning against his shoulder and looking forlornly out the window. Kid closed his eyes and cursed inwardly when Law leaned further against him with a soft sigh. Problem was that Kid had realized that he had more than a passing interest in Law, and wasn't that just too fucking bad that he wasn't trying to chat Law up to get him in bed. It was that damn kiss that Law had given him that had sparked it. Well, it wasn't exactly a kiss when someone was forcing you to drink medicine, but it was close enough to qualify as a kiss in Kid's mind.

Fuck, he'd like the way Law's lips had felt against him and despite trying to talk himself into thinking it was because he'd been in pain, that had failed. There was no way around it. Kid was definitely infatuated, and it pissed the red head off to no end.

Zoro went from one end of the yard to the other, and, after waiting for a few cars to pass by, went back to his own car, apparently satisfied that it was safe.

"Coast's clear." Zoro said simply, as he opened the passenger door and automatically offered a hand to Law.

Kid felt a faint tremor run through Law's frame, and the way that the dark haired doctor hesitated before sitting up to accept the green haired man's help out of the car. The way the touch lingered between the two men while Law tried to find his balance rubbed Kid the wrong way. Despite his feelings on the matter of not getting involved or attached, Kid exited the cop's cruiser so that he could go around and interrupt. The way that Law was acting like he wasn't sure what to do with Zoro holding his hand just seemed…painful. And it ticked Kid off to watch it, so he decided he would do something about it. Really, Kid had no reason to butt into another person dealing with an ex, but if he was going to be stuck with them for the foreseeable future, he did not want to have to keep seeing Law act so pitifully around his ex. Sooner or later, Kid wouldn't be able to remain silent on that matter.

"I got him." Kid said simply as he came to a halt next to Law's left side.

"Didn't you hurt your leg? Would more weight bother it?" Zoro questioned.

"That was over a week ago. I'm fine." Kid glowered at the cop as he wrapped an arm around Law's back without any hesitation whatsoever. Despite Kid's mantra of not being interested in relationships, he couldn't deny that he liked that way he could tuck Law up against his side and have the other man melt against him. Though in this case, it was due to exhaustion and the ability to remain upright that made Law lean against Kid's side.

"Don't you gotta open the door or something?" Kid made eye contact with Zoro, and kept the stare steady, not looking away. Much to Kid's irritation, the cop seemed to be silently judging him for some reason or another.

"Eustass-ya, I can get into a house on my own." Law said softly, clearly still distracted by the way he was holding onto Zoro's hand.

Kid stubbornly held tighter, though he was faintly amused that he'd received the 'ya' at the end of his name, since it appeared that only a few people had it tagged to the end of their name.

Like Zoro.

Dammit.

"I really am all right. Just tired." Law insisted, unaware of the glare that Kid was now sending Zoro's way, though the green haired cop noticed it and acted accordingly.

"You can let go of my hand, Law." Zoro said after a moment, his gaze briefly softening, as if knowing where Law's mind was. "It seems like Kid here is going to help you." Zoro turned his gaze on Kid, and there seemed to be a hell of a lot more meaning in those eyes than the cop's words let on.

Fuck.

Damn it all to hell. Did the cop know that Kid had an interest in Law after all? Or was he just taking a wild guess? Kid looked away from Zoro to check on Law out of the corner of his eyes, and saw that the doctor still held on to Zoro's hand.

"Oy, doc, if we're gonna go inside the house you need to let him open the door." Kid had his eyes on Law, so he didn't realize that a thoughtful expression crossed Zoro's face when he looked between the two men, before he seconded Kid's words.

"I better open the door before Sanji wonders why I'm taking so long."

Law seemed to realize that he was holding onto Zoro's hand, and likely tightly, from the look of it. Law slowly let go, his gaze and hand dropping away from the green haired cop as if he had done something wrong. With his gaze on the ground, Law missed the more heated glare that Kid leveled at Zoro when the cop made as if to ruffle Law's hair reassuringly.

Kid glowered at the way Zoro smiled faintly at his actions, and the way that Kid held Law subconsciously closer to his side, despite Law not seeming to be aware of what was going on. Damn, it was very likely that Zoro knew there was at least some attraction, and that was likely why he had insisted on Kid being in the house. And why he and Law would be sharing a room. To bring a sort of distraction to the doctor to take his mind off Zoro.

"Bastard." Kid growled under his breath, drawing a jab in the side from Law. Kid frowned at the other man, "He is for makin' me stay here, doc." And for other reasons that Kid didn't feel like discussing at present. When Zoro headed for the front door of his house, Kid scowled some more in the man's general direction and decided that he did not at all like Law being so damn forlorn. It contrasted with the way the man had been when treating his wounds some time ago. The sarcasm and the occasional indifference. And hell, Kid had even liked that the doctor had been unable to deny enjoying being carried when Kid had helped bring him out of a shitty situation.

"C'mon doc, you said you can walk, so let's get moving so that cop doesn't come back and have to drag us in." That managed to spur Law into movement, and, after letting out a slow sigh, Law let his left arm go around Kid's back.

"You get turned on by muscle, huh?" Kid offered a grin after having felt the very brief caress of Law's fingertips against his back. "'Cause I won't tell ya no if you wanna feel 'em some more." The red head could have sworn he saw Law flash him a smirk, but he couldn't be sure, because Kid was distracted by Zoro yelling into the house through an open front door.

"Oy, twirly brow, get over here!"

"Stop yelling, you shitty cop. I'm right here!"

Kid cracked up over the exchange, and even more from the sight of Sanji's expression going from exasperated fondness to suspicious when he realized that Zoro was not alone.

"What the hell is going on?" Sanji glared at Zoro with his visible eye. "Why the hell are they here?"

"They're going to be staying with us." Zoro stated, and before Sanji could say anything in response to that, the green haired cop gripped the blond by an arm. "Let's go in and talk." Zoro urged Sanji into the house, and waved his free hand at Kid to indicate that he and Law should come in.

"Hey, you can't just say that and not explain." Sanji twisted in Zoro's grip, looking very close to kicking Zoro to get the cop to let go of him. "And you know how I feel about L-hey!" Sanji was cut off when Zoro pressed him against the nearest wall and kissed him firmly, before the green haired cop drew back and looked Sanji in the eye.

"You know that Doflamingo is out to get Law. I explained my reasoning to you when Law was in the hospital." Zoro glanced over his shoulder, and saw that Law and Kid still hadn't come in yet, and turned back to Sanji. "There is nothing between us. I don't know how many times you need to hear it. Law is a friend, and I won't let him come to harm if I can do something about it."

Kid, unaware of the heated exchange occurring in the kitchen, was now having trouble getting Law to enter the house. Mainly because Law dragged his feet as the reality of what was going on seemed to sink in, and he began to murmur.

"I shouldn't be here. They'll get involved too. I can't…I can't lose anyone. Not again."

"We should at least go in the house. Someone might be watching us." Kid didn't know what else to say, so he went for a joke. "And what would the neighbors think?"

"What about the neighbors?" Law turned a confused look to the red haired man holding him up.

"Four men in the house?" Emboldened, Kid decided to pursue teasing Law in favor of avoiding what seemed like a painful topic for the dark haired surgeon. Kid was absurdly pleased when Law huffed and rolled his eyes when he understood what the red head was trying poorly imply.

"There is no need for the neighbors to worry about wild parties or orgies."

"Then let's get out of sight before people start talking and spreadin' rumors." Kid said with a laugh, highly amused that Law had said the word orgy. "You don't seem like the party kind of person, doc." That appeared to be the nudge Law needed to pull himself together and start moving again, and, with Kid's help, they got through the door and into the front entry of the house. Even as Kid reached over to shut and lock the front door, he was racking his brain in an attempt to figure out how the hell he was supposed to get out of this.

"This really is a bad idea." Law murmured, looking around. "And the idea of Luffy and Ace alone in my house is a horrifying concept. No doubt my fridge will be emptied out by the end of the day, if it hasn't been already." Law closed his eyes. "I shudder to think what my heating and electricity bill will look like."

"Luffy and Ace know not to eat your food, Law, but they will turn up the temperature so they don't freeze." Zoro caught Law's words as he joined the other two men in the front entry of the house. The green haired cop gestured to the right. "The guest room's down the hall to the left."

"No it's not, you shitty mosshead. It's the other way." Sanji called out from the other room. "You live in this house and you still don't know where things are?"

"It is not!" Zoro shot back. "I was there earlier putting sheets on the beds. It is to the left."

Sanji appeared and, with a glare at both Kid and Law, took Zoro by the arm and led him down the hall to the right. "It is this way."

"No, it's not."

Kid grinned again. This shit was too funny to watch. Despite Law being obviously reluctant, Kid helped him along the hall after Zoro and Sanji, who were still bickering about the placement of rooms in the house. Kid really wasn't paying much attention, as he was drifting back to figuring out the best way to get out of this situation and go home. Screw the fact that his place was being watched. So long as he was careful to not be ambushed again, Kid would be fine.

"You can let go of me. I can walk on my own." Law's voice had a weary edge to it, along with a faint hint of melancholy as he moved his left arm away from where he'd had it wrapped around Kid's back. "I won't fall over."

Fuck, today was going to be a long day.

"Eustass-ya?"

Kid wasn't sure why Law saying his name like that stirred something inside him, so before he could dwell on it, Kid eased away from Law. The red head doubted that Law could get far on his own, at least not until after he had had some rest. Kid watched Law take a few steps, before he noticed a change, and hastily moved in time to catch Law to prevent him from falling over. Kid had seen the movement before in fighters he'd gone up against in the past, as well as what he himself had experienced on occasion over the years.

"You look like shit." Kid offered in answer to Law giving him a curious look, before the dark haired man frowned and tried to stand on his own again. Kid held tight and waited until Law stopped resisting. "You need to rest some more. You're a surgeon, right? You should know to take it easy. And broken arms are a bitch, especially if you hit it on something falling over."

"See? I was right." Sanji said triumphantly at the end of the hallway.

"I know that. I meant to say the other direction." Zoro retorted.

"No, you didn't. You pointed the other way too." Sanji waved his hands as if fed up with his direction-impaired boyfriend. "Next time, just let me show people around."

"You'd show Law to the room without complaint?" Zoro asked, a faint smile tugging his lips.

"What was that?" Sanji glared even as Zoro's smile became more pronounced.

Kid stepped to one side, taking Law with him to allow Zoro and Sanji to pass by as they started to bitch up another storm with one another, though Zoro paused long enough to nod at the room at the far end of the hall.

"Beds are made up. Get some rest. We can talk later."

Kid frowned as he watched the cop walk off after Sanji, and frowned some more when he caught Law watch Zoro walk away with that same damn melancholic look that had been reflected in his voice earlier. Damn, the doctor had it bad for an ex, even after they'd broken up after how long? No doubt it hurt to watch Zoro be around another person like that and-

Shit.

"Fucking hell." Kid muttered to himself, grateful that Law didn't appear to be listening to him as he steered the two of them to the bedroom. As soon as Law and Kid passed through the doorway, they found the two beds that Zoro had mentioned earlier in the car.

"Zoro-ya…" Law didn't seem to realize that he'd spoken, and instead broke away from Kid, carefully walking over to the bed nearest the wall. Law rested a hand on the sheets for a moment, appearing to be lost in thought, before he shook his head and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Kid had no idea what to do in this situation. Law was definitely distracted over the thought of his ex-boyfriend making the beds, and as stupid as it was, it made Kid angry that Zoro still held so much sway over Law. That the doctor was having a hard time getting over the other man. Kid stomped across the room despite the fact that it bothered his right knee, before he plopped down on the edge of the other bed with an aggravated huff. Relationships were never his strong point. A casual fuck was easier, as he had been thinking before, as there was no need to bring emotion into the equation. Being too invested in a person could become tiring.

Kid was in danger of becoming completely invested, if he wasn't already there due to the infatuation. The red head found, to his horror, that he wasn't resisting the idea as much as he should have been.

A silence fell over the room, each man with his own thoughts, until the continued silence seemed to be more than Law could handle at present.

"Why does Zoro-ya want you here?" Law questioned, echoing one of Kid's earlier questions to him. "I understand why he brought me."

"You don't know?" It was Kid's turn to wear a look of surprise.

"No, that is why I am asking you." Law said in return, clearly perplexed. "Why, do you know? Did Zoro-ya tell you?"

"Dunno." Kid said after a moment's thought. Then, with a grin, added, "Maybe I'm supposed to keep you and Sanji from killing one another when the cop isn't around."

"Try again." Law said, his voice indicating he was not at all amused by Kid's words. "You already know a bit about the predicament I am in. What about you? What's going on with you? Or is it something that you can't talk about if I'm not involved?"

"I guess I am involved in your shit now, aren't I? Thanks for the reminder." Kid ran a hand through his hair, pausing when he hit the goggles holding the hair out of his eyes. "I hope you appreciate me returning the favor of saving your ass, even if I did get banged up a little in the process." Kid indicated the bandages around his left forearm.

"I did appreciate not being brought to Doflamingo with a broken arm that he likely wouldn't have allowed me have treated right away." Law met Kid's amber gaze before he dropped it and looked off to the side, "While you were taking me away from those who were…harassing me, I feel that I was loopy from the pain and…" Law raised his head and frowned at Kid seriously, "Did I kiss you?"

"What?" Kid spluttered, not expecting the words. Aware of the flush rising on his cheeks, Kid grumbled his response. "It mighta been offered, but you passed out on me before giving me one." Kid was about to say more when he started at Law rising off the edge of the bed and nearly falling over. Kid was half to his feet from the bed, in time to catch Law, and prevent him from hurting himself further. Kid let out an aggravated sigh.

"Hell, if you can barely walk you shouldn't be getting up so quickly." Kid carefully arranged Law back on his feet, though his hands lingered on Law's shoulders, as if waiting to make sure doctor was steady.

"I forgot that I am not feeling as well as I thought, especially if I can't even keep my balance." Law sighed wearily, as if he found his body tiresome.

"Doc?" Kid froze in place when Law closed the distance between them, an unreadable expression on his face. Kid was rather distracted by the golden irises as Law looked him in the eyes. Kid's hands went to Law's sides, as he didn't want to risk jostling the other man's wounded arm. "Well, doc, what's goin' on in that head of yours?"

"What do you mean?" Law seemed to be studying Kid as if trying to read him like he would a textbook of some kind.

It was a bit weird.

"I was wonderin' what you were doing." Kid prompted.

"Ah. That. I'm thanking you." Law said simply as he leaned up and pecked Kid on the cheek. While Kid remained frozen in place by the gesture, Law stepped back out of Kid's hold on his waist and slowly made his way back to the bed.

Kid was still processing the fact that Law had gotten so close and damn it, the red haired mechanic had been expecting a kiss elsewhere.

Law carefully lay down on the bed and that seemed to snap Kid back into reality as he pouted in the dark haired man's direction

"Hey, I got cut up and shot at for your lanky ass. At least make it a kiss on the lips." Kid protested, even though he merely sat his own ass back down on his own bed.

Law retaliated by giving Kid the middle finger, though the dark haired doctor wore a smirk.

"I guess I should tell you that you aren't involved in the crap I am in." Kid leered at Law the longer the middle finger was still pointed in his direction. "Not yet, anyway, so long as you don't show up with me at the places I go to late at night."

"Charming. And do I even want to know what these places are?" Law seemed to know he was annoying Kid with his middle finger and kept it steady.

"Head out of the gutter, doc. I don't go bar hopping much anymore. To picking anyone up." Kid laughed at the sight of Law closing his eyes. "I go do some fighting on the side."

"With your physique, I assume the people you face don't stand much of a chance."

"Nope." Kid said cheerfully, pleased. He did well most of the time, anyway, but Law didn't have to know about the losses.

"And yet you were drugged one of these times." Law half turned his head as he opened his eyes again. "Did that have to do with those fights?"

"Keep that finger up, doc, and I might just bite it."

The middle finger stayed steady, and Law merely raised a brow at Kid, expecting an answer to his question.

"Maybe it did."

The middle finger vanished, and Law settled on the bed again.

Kid deflated a bit, displeased now that Law seemed to be not interested in speaking anymore. Or the fact that he didn't rise to the bait of Kid offering to bite him. In the meantime, the red haired mechanic decided that Law was an interesting individual after all when he wasn't actively pining after the cop. Kid was silent for a few minutes before he shook his head. "If you do get tangled up in my shit for some reason, I'll let you know."

No response.

"Doc?" Kid looked Law over closely and swore in disbelief over the fact that doctor was asleep. "At least listen to me answer your damn question." Kid muttered sourly. A ping from his cell distracted the red haired man from Law's sudden fall into slumber. "What now?" Kid griped, taking the phone out of his pocket to check the message. The exasperation he felt vanished in an instant, replaced with a feeling of dread.

Fight's a few days early. Tonight at 8. The place from the last match. Be there or you'll have another visit to your shop, with more dire consequences.

Another text pinged in, and Kid stared at the amount being offered for winning that night. It was higher than was usual, indicating that it was not just a bunch of nobodies that were going to in the arena, but fighters who had established themselves over the course of several years. Kid briefly closed his eyes. Dammit. He did not need this right now, not when he wasn't at his best. The red haired mechanic opened his eyes and glanced over to Law, before he stared at his phone, and texted a not so polite response that he would be there.

At the text acknowledging his words, Kid tucked his phone back in a pocket and withheld a groan. Fuck, Killer was right. He really ought to have read the fine print, and stopped while he had still been ahead, and not allowed himself to drown further and further into debt to these sons of bitches. That the arena had been picked up by Kaido made everything that much worse and Kid wondered if he would even be able to leave after he did pay off his debts.

Kid stretched, testing his limbs, and frowned at the response. He was a bit stiff, mainly due to inactivity from his various injuries that were still in the process of healing. He could damn well slug someone just fine, but he would have to be careful about it, which wasn't something that could really be done. The arena bouts were ordinarily fast and dirty, each man making quick moves to try and bring the fight to an end as quickly as possible. Kid frowned at his bandaged arm. It wouldn't overly hamper him, but it would be a bitch and a half if someone directly punched where the bandages, running the risk of reopening the wound in some places.

"Shit." Kid muttered under his breath as he wandered over to a mirror in the room. Kid studied his face, eyeing the damning evidence of where his face had been slashed with a knife. He had been able to take the bandages off, but there were still stiches beneath a bandage patch on his cheek. He could see well enough, but his left cheek was going to be fair game for some asshole to try and punch tonight, because any and all dirty tactics would be used to win. Kid shifted on his feet, briefly stilling when another problem made itself known to him.

His fucking right knee was still sore as fuck if he moved it wrong or stayed on it for too long. It twanged painfully at times, reminding him of the jackass that had ground a foot against it. Deciding to put it out of his mind, Kid instead turned his attention to his left wrist and the brace that was over it. He could move the wrist more or less just fine, but the red head knew that he would have to take the brace off to fight. It would be a red flag otherwise that would clue people in on knowing it wasn't just his face that had been injured. Kid couldn't, however, put too much pressure on the wrist, which meant punching with it was out of the question. And if he only used his right hand and left leg tonight, it was going to be pretty damn obvious that he wasn't at his best, and some of the more desperate fuckers would take full advantage of that fact.

Damn.

Kid snorted softly at the mess he had gotten himself in to. Whatever. He knew other people were likely to be worse off than him, and that would give him an edge in at least a few throw downs. So long as none of the goons that had jumped him in the mechanic shop let slip about his wrist and leg, Kid would be able to make do. If the beans had been spilled, however, it would give all the fighters an excuse to go after the weakened, still recovering limbs. Kid scowled over the very idea, even if he himself took advantage of any seeable weaknesses. With as final look at the mirror, Kid decided that there was no hiding the scars that would be on his face.

"Shit." Kid said again, quieter this time as he turned away from the mirror. He really shouldn't go tonight at all, but with the threat of another shake down he wouldn't be able to do anything about it if he were caught off guard. Kid was stuck between a rock and a hard place, and it was his own doing. But the payoff for winning that night would take a good chuck off the debt he owed, and the idea of getting closer to being done with these shit fights outweighed having his previous injuries aggravated. Dealing with his banged up body was just something that Kid would have to deal with if worse came to worse and everyone and their mother knew about it and kicked the shit out of him tonight.

Kid vaguely heard Sanji and Zoro arguing in another part of the house, and knew that he would be able to sneak off. At the very least, no one would notice right away that he was gone, and by then, Kid hoped he would be out of sight. And hope that the cop would just chalk it up to Kid not wanting to be in his house. If Kid failed and lost tonight, at the very least he wouldn't have involved other people in his shit this time around. The red haired man figured that Killer would have been proud of him. Shaking his head in amusement over the thought, Kid approached Law, and stared down at the slumbering doctor for a moment. Not really knowing why, he snagged a blanket from a nearby chair and draped it over Law, and watched as the doctor seemed to settle on the bed more comfortably.

Fuck.

Kid couldn't deny for much longer that he had more than a passing interest in Law, even if it was one born more out of curiosity than lust, which was a first for Kid. The red haired mechanic looked away. He needed to get going before he texted the fucker back and told them to fuck off. Kid resisted because he knew it was likely that he'd be jumped and beaten to the point of death, just to be taught not to cheek the people that had you by the balls. With one final look back at Law, Kid couldn't resist going closer and ruffling the doctor's hair.

"Don't go getting abducted while I'm gone." Kid muttered, though he froze in place when Law sleepily moved and his left hand caught his. Kid thought Law woke up, but Law's steady breathing indicated otherwise. As Kid tried to figure out how to get Law to let go of him, he heard the other man mutter a few nonsensical words under his breath, the audible one being 'Zoro-ya.'

Kid twitched, and succeeded in freeing his hand. Scowling, Kid removed his goggles to run his hands through his hair in frustration. Shit. It pissed him off so much that Law was even uttering the damn cop's name in his sleep. Kid furtively looked toward the door, and, not hearing any footsteps, leaned over and kissed Law on the lips before he could think about whether or not it was a good idea. Earlier, when Kid had been looking at Law, he'd seen the brief hesitation in Law's movements before the dark haired man had pecked him on the cheek. Kid wasn't sure if Law had been planning to kiss him on the lips or not, but Kid didn't press his luck with the kiss he gave the doctor now and made it quick. Kid leaned in close to Law's ear, and grazed his teeth along Law's earlobe, near the earrings, which drew a faint sound from the dark haired doctor. Kid left it at that, though he breathed some words in Law's ear despite knowing that the other man was still fast asleep.

"I was serious about not getting your ass abducted again. Can't do anythin' about it if I'm not around to see it happen." Kid slipped out of the room before he tried to sneak in another kiss, and he was out the front door before Zoro or Sanji noticed the movement. Squaring his shoulders, Kid walked along the sidewalk, swinging his goggles idly and pointedly ignoring the soreness of his right knee the longer he walked along.

Tonight was going to be a bitch, and he had less than twelve hours to be ready for it.

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A/N: I hope that it is not to frustrating to have Law pine after Zoro so much and to have Kid being infatuated and not doing too much about it but I really wanted to try to write a slow-burn fic.

So don't worry; Law will eventually realize that Kid would be more than happy to try a relationship with him, as averse as Kid is to the idea right now.