Notes: There the suspense ends. This last chapter became so long I choose to split it in two parts. The next part will follow ASAP :)

Chapter 7, From coming back from the dead to wrecking a dream

"…Law?"

"Kid."

"La–"

"If you say my name one more time I'll get the sword back and stab you as well!" His husband coldly stated.

The red head carefully shut his mouth but he couldn't stop staring. It was him, it was real. It was his Law standing above him and glaring holes through his blood stained chest.

"Care to explain me what the hell you're doing here?!" Kid's husband spat bitterly.

Eustass swallowed the "Law…" his lips was beginning to form and started thinking about how he was going to get out of this instead. He couldn't take his eyes off the archeologist. All the anger Kid had against him after his disappearance had vanished under true worry. His husband wore a long black coat as he often used to but even the hood covering his head didn't hidden how skeletal he was. Kid could see his skin tight on his bones under his black ink and the darkest rings under his eyes. Trafalgar also had far much scars than Kid remembered. Most seemed blades and arrows' marks though some were bandaged. He was in such bad way the red head felt his heart lodge up his throat.

This time he didn't hold back the desire to take him in his arms. He needed to be sure he was really… real. That it wasn't just a dream this time. No, his dream was here in flesh and bones and he angrily tried to wriggle away from his loving embrace.

"Get back… you asshole! You… crush me!" Trafalgar panted.

A cry of pain passed Law's mouth when he punched Kid's chest. The mechanic moved back and caught a sight of his lover's hand. Kid suddenly realized that the bones he heard crushing with the first punch he received weren't his. He gently held Law's purple hand where most of his fingers were broken. And a golden wedding ring was shining.

The archeologist didn't care of his condition because he still was in Kid's arms against his will. He was so furious he would break all his bones if he could put Eustass as in much pain as he was right now.

"Get… off me."

Kid let him have a room concerned about his husband's difficult breath but he kept him in his arms. God, Law was now so skinny Kid could have wrapped his arms twice around him.

"What are you doing here?" The read haired man enquired, realizing this wasn't the place he'd expected to find his lover.

"I asked first!" Trafalgar shouted with a threatening glare. "You weren't supposed to be here!"

Kid threw him back a disbelieving look. Was he fucking kidding him?! "You'd disappeared for months and ya thought I was gonna gently wait for you at home?!"

"Yes! As I told you to do so! But since when do you do what I say?"

"I was lookin' for ya, you ass!"

"Well, as a shitty expert at digging stuff, I can tell you I wasn't in his mouth!" The archeologist yelled pointing the wounded swordsman with his intact hand.

Eustass suddenly recalled that he'd been holding another Law a few minutes ago. Another… Law… It hit the red head only at this very instant. Why was there two Law? Even Kid's brain seemed to tell him Dude, I don't get a fucking idea of what's going on. The fucking hell was happening here?!

The swordsman and his weapon were still stuck together. His mouth was slightly opened as he incredulously glared at the archeologist. Two pairs of grey eyes stared at each other. One lightened by surprised, the other veiled by anger and not a single regret.

"You… you are not dead…" The swordsman stated in astonishment.

"I could say the same about you," Kid's husband sighed. Coughing harshly, he gave up on driving Kid away for now, "Did you come here to finish your work demon?"

"I thought… I had taken your life… how is this possible?"

"I–"

"What? Taken his life?!" Kid cut his husband short, "What are ya talkin' about?!"

"I do not–"

"Things didn't go as any of us planned…" The archeologist admitted darkly. He hid the bewilderment that was taking over him. This… this deity he dedicated his work to was real. He was right in front of him, almost as if he was looking in a mirror and the archeologist couldn't come with a logical explanation to that situation.

"Could ya be less to the point? I think I understand too much things at once!" Eustass mocked.

"When I'll figure this out, I'll draw you a picture Eustass-ya," His husband snapped back.

"How come 'when'? You don't know what's going on?!"

"There might be one or two supernatural events I didn't plan ahead indeed!"

"And what a plan if you need me to fix your mistakes!"

"My mistakes?!"

"Oh yeah you're totally responsible of this whole mess!"

"IS IT MY FAULT IF HE TURNED THINGS INTO SHAMBLES?!"

.

A loud bump brought the couple back to where they stood. At the chamber's door was a bunch of black feathers from where two legs went out as if their owner had slipped on the flat ground. The image in itself was so out of place Kid stood confused for a moment. This was the man they spotted earlier in the corridor, but now Kid could get a good look at him, the man didn't match the description of Doflamingo that he'd heard about. He wasn't wearing weird pink glasses and his clothes had too much hearts patterns.

Law finally got free of his husband's arms and approached the black nest who held his blond head while sitting.

"Cora-san, are you alright?"

The swordsman noticed amusedly the mark of respect held in the blond's man name. He watched Kid's jaw set as the red haired man got that too. This promised to be interesting.

"Why are you out of bed Law?" Corazon returned.

The archeologist snorted, it seemed like nobody would answer his questions today. He was about to answer when a cough behind him caught his attention. His double he'd stabbed a few minutes ago was spitting blood, his left hand on the blade still piercing through his chest. His sword was the only thing that was preventing him from bleeding to death. Law forgot the important matter while he barked with Kid.

"Eh! Ain't you Doflamingo, you bastard?" The red head asked still grumbling about the 'san' his husband had called him. What was that fucker doing with Law? The black feathered man stood calmly dusting his coat before casting an inquisitive look to the archeologist.

"Is that your husband?" He demanded quietly.

"In all his splendor and wits," Law sighed glaring at the half naked red haired.

"I heard that!" Kid growled.

As he crossed the few meters between him and the stabbed swordsman the blond answered, "I'm Rosinante. Doflamingo's brother." Ignoring Eustass' angered comments, Rosinante looked at the wounded man. "We're going to move you in a chamber." For lack of speech the swordsman nodded and transferred his weight to Donquixote.

"The heck is going on?! Weren't the Donquixote after you?!" Kid asked his husband.

"Yes, they still are."

"So whatta ya doin' with him?!"

"Eh, settle down a bit would you?" Law calmly commanded rising his skeletal arm in a soothing touch before stopping in midair as if he remembered he was angry at Kid.

"Let me fix that and I'll tell you everything I know."

"I don't have a choice here huh?"

"No." The archeologist confirmed.

.

They moved to a smaller room occupied for the most part with a large bed with hangings. The light was artificial but bright as daylight. There was also some medical equipment like first aid supplies even a drip with half empty blood bags. Kid unconsciously shuddered at his husband's side. This room looked like an improvised terminal phase chamber, but what made the red haired thrilled was that Law's smell was all over the place.

The archeologist locked the room behind them while his blond companion carefully sat the swordsman on the bed. The white sheets immediately stained red. Law watched his work with a serious stare from under his hood. The man bleeding to death was embodying everything he worked for those last years. All his researches and countless sleepless nights. And he just stabbed him out of anger. But no one kissed the man who was his.

The archeologist shook his head and started to get an emergency aid kit out. He was pragmatic on the swordsman's chances to survive such wound but Law would die of shame if he didn't do anything to save him.

"Turn the monitor on, we need to check his vitals," he ordered Corazon, "Don't touch the swo–"

A gargle cut his sentence short and the swordsman spit out more blood, desperately trying to say something.

"Please… do…do not…"

"I know. We have equipment here to heal you." Law added.

"No… need medicine."

"Yes, I–"

Kid grabbed his husband's arm interrupting his preparations, his eyes focused on the demon man.

"No, Law. He doesn't need medicine." Kid acknowledged.

Furrowing his brows, an air of incomprehension crossed Law's face. Even if the cut was clear from the sharp sword, if nothing was done the swordsman will die in minutes. He won't stay arms crossed no matter what Eustass was saying, but he let the red haired man make a step toward the dying man.

"How're ya?" Kid felt a little dumb to ask.

"…stings …Could you…?" The swordsman asked pointing his thumbs toward his back.

Kid's throat tightened, he couldn't swallow and barely breathed. Even if his husband was next to him, he was still looking at his exact twin, hurt and bleeding. This sight twisted his guts as if he had been stabbed too. One of Kid's deep dark fears was staring at him and Eustass knew as he turned to the swordsman's back that image will haunt his worst nightmares.

"You sure?" Kid asked his hands on the bloody guard.

The swordsman nodded as Law shouted him to stop but Eustass withdrew the blade in one swift movement squirting blood on the sheets.

.

A deadly silence fell in the room as they all waited for a miracle to happen. The sharp metallic scent filled the air. The demon remained bent in half, a hand on the chest, for what seemed the longest minutes of Kid's life before coughing a long red stream from his mouth and breathed sharply. Then the swordsman cautiously stood up on the red edge of the bed. He shot a look at the archeologist and a smirk spread at the corner of his bloody lips.

"You nearly got my heart."

Carefully the swordsman removed his hand from his wound to reveal nothing but a fresh pink scar. Law and Corazon stayed speechless in front of the magic they'd hope to happen but now couldn't believe their eyes. Relief passed through the archeologist although he didn't know if the good health of the man who tried to take his life was good news. Law slowly approached his double, fascinated by that fantastic healing his mind was trying to proceed.

"How…?"

"This is one of my abilities, but I could not use it without a good knowledge of the human body."

Despite his own unfortunate experience with the demon's powers the archeologist was in awe. It truly was as the writings said. He would never have imagined it to be real though. The history he worked so hard to emerge from oblivion was true. He had so many questions to ask. What was the man's history, how did he live in his era, what were the limits of his powers, how did he come to be erased from history…

Trafalgar would have liked his men to witness it with him; they'd have been overjoyed to see all their efforts had worth it. But only Law was facing the living proof of all their researches. And to tell the truth that realization was making his heart rushed a marathon which wasn't good in his state. Corazon was already here to support him and made the archeologist sit in one of the comfy chairs of the room.

The moment Rosinante laid his hands on him, Eustass barked at the blond, "Get off my husband!"

Law would have rolled his eyes if he wasn't dying right now. To be possessive in such moment was just so typical of Kid. The archeologist's body was hurting again. Since the demon had touched him, he had wounds that were never healing. It was a never ending pain but compared to the last weeks, he could actually breathe and get up more than a few seconds without assistance. He didn't seem on the edge of death anymore.

Corazon completely ignored his husband's immature behavior and got down to Law's eye level. The man looked concerned as usual and Trafalgar couldn't really blame him. He almost died a few times in the blonde's man hands. Corazon over painted lips were tightened.

"You shouldn't have left the bed Law," The blond reminded.

"I just wanted to walk a little I'm feeling much better today."

Rosinante didn't seem to fall for it so easily but he hadn't time to form an answer that Kid's angry voice snarled, "Eh asshole! I told ya to get off him!"

Corazon didn't pay more attention to the red haired man. He took Law's temperature from the back of hand and frowned. Unfortunately being ignored had a knack for getting on Kid's nerves. He grabbed the blond man by his feathered collar and yanked him back.

"Don't pretend not to hear me dickhead!" He warned the man who had fell on the ground.

Kid met the disapproving half-lidded look of his lover. To whom he answered with a careless shrug. However by the time Kid focused back on Rosinante, the blond man had moved. His slim legs kicked Eustass' ones and the red haired man fell head over heels before understanding what happened. The f–! He hadn't heard him move the slightest and still he wore a fucking heavy coat!

In three swift hold Corazon wedged the furious red haired man under him. Kid hadn't had the time to react and could only feel his legs being pinned to the ground and his arms stuck under the feathered man who had calmly sat on Kid's back and was lighting a cigarette while the red head blustered after him.

Eustass was beside himself. He was definitely stronger than Rosinante but hell the man knew how to deal with hot heads. Kid couldn't move a limb without his joints suffering. His headache wasn't helping.

"I'M GONNA KICK YAR ASS! LEMME GO!"

"KID SHUT THE HELL UP!" Law yelled without getting out of chair. His voice alone carried all the necessary threat to make the person it was destined to tremble.

The mechanic was actually quiet for a second. A –ya less call wasn't a good omen. Actually Kid could have claimed several good reasons to be wary of Doflamingo's brother. The Donquixote family had threatened him the day he set a foot in Japan. They were after Law too and didn't seem to have the best intentions nor the gentlest methods. But the only thing Kid could come out at this instant was pure jealousy.

"Care to explain me what ya're doin' with him those last weeks?" Eustass snarled lifting his head from the tiled floor.

Law's gaze chill instantly and he remained silent for a few seconds.

"If you don't want me to return you the same question I suggest you to keep your mouth shut and listen."

Eustass stopped wriggling and actually listened to his husband now. Seeing he finally had his attention Law told from the beginning.

"I knew the Donquixote were following me. Every scientist on the site was tracked. That's why I never put any valuable information online and returned to the manuscript way. I also tried to keep my men out of their claws, so I led solitary expeditions. And I found the tombstone on my own."

Kid saw in Law's expression he was making obvious reminders for him to understand. The red haired man gave him back a dark glare for that but didn't interrupt his lover. Trafalgar turned his eyes to Rosinante before he continued.

"Therefore I took extra care in all my expeditions, my researches were followed with great interest. And Cora-san managed to trail me to the grave. I had discovered it a few days ago and took a lot of tracing and analyzes I registered in a journal for my eyes only. I couldn't tell anyone before I had legitimized my findings or the Donquixote would have claimed everything their own. They finance the major part of the expedition, so as long as we were under their authority they could have claimed their ownership on everything we found. I saw it happen to other scientists. I couldn't allow them to steal my work and those of my men."

"I decided to open the coffin alone. But the corpse I expected to find in there was more alive than predicted."

Law recalled with a deadly shiver running down his spine how the skeletal figure he had wanted so much to bring back to life had taken his wish too literally. A bony hand had closed around his arm and he hadn't been able to make a single move. Such things were pure fantasy, he thought he was hallucinating. But no matter how much he had tried to rationalize the situation the archeologist had remained paralyzed in the demon's grip. Law remembered the creature slowly regenerating, taking flesh and hair to an appearance so close to his Trafalgar could have looked in a mirror.

"Cora-san intervened just in time before the process ending. I passed out but he managed to close the grave behind us and brought me safely here. I was close to death though. I stayed in coma for a week and almost passed away for good a few times."

"Wait, wait! If you were about to die, why didn't he get you to a fucking hospital?!" Kid interrupted angrily suddenly getting Law could have died here, without him and without Kid ever knew about it.

"He brought a lot doctors to my bedside but there was nothing they could do even with the best equipment of a hospital. Moreover, the Donquixote knew I had found something; they would have used any methods to get hold of my work. Killing me if they had the opportunity. But right under their noses and with Cora-san's care I survived. He saved my life but… I never went back to my original condition."

The archeologist crossed the swordsman's eyes and the latter knew it was his turn to give some answers to clarify their situation. Because of his healing powers the swordsman was feeling much better now than any person who'd been stabbed through the chest with their own sword. However his head and his chest were still aching. He hadn't recovered his full power already and his hangover didn't help.

"My powers are a curse. I cannot die, but my body isn't eternal. Time degraded the flesh."

"That's why they said you took many faces during your existence?" The archeologist asked a bit too fascinated for Kid.

"I can exchange the physical essence between two people, but it's very difficult to do it on myself. It required a lot of energy that I didn't have the moment you exhumed me. I guess that is why we remained stuck between two states."

"Except," Rosinante got his cigarette out of his mouth, "You said you were feeling better today Law."

"Yes, actually–"

"I may have a theory to offer to explain that…" The swordsman thought out loud. "I am still trying to understand why but I am pretty sure what you felt has to do with our… unexpected melting. The state I left you should have killed you," he sentenced, "but you are getting better it seems as slowly as it takes. In the same time I was regaining my powers little by little. Now considering my forces came from worshipers…"

"You said my faith in you–"

"You believe in me from a scientific interest. Your faith would have not been enough. But his…" The swordsman pierced the red head on the floor with his metallic eyes.

"Kid isn't a believer." Law refuted and Eustass agreed with nod. The only cults he had ever devoted to was rare meat and Ozzy Osborne. But it was a long time ago.

"He may not believe in me but he does believe in you. We are sharing essence, I think you carry a part of my powers as I got a part of your knowledge, and he believes in you with all the depth of his soul. It is by far the strongest worship I've ever seen. I think that is what allowed you to survive and me to get to you."

The archeologist took a time to analyze the demon's theory. As he didn't have better arguments to oppose he obliged to recognize. Kid had apparently saved his life by… worshiping? It was a crazy theory but not illogical. A warm feeling spread in Law's chest and he attempted to stifle it. His husband still was an asshole! Law skirted the issue by asking about something the demon had told.

"You said you got part of my knowledge?"

"Do not you hear the way I speak your language after few weeks in your era? I would not be able to do it that easily by my own. But the idiom felt somehow… familiar. There were feelings too… I thought them mine but I finally understand they are yours."

The archeologist wasn't sure he wanted to go there but after long minutes of silence he swallowed hardly.

"So… where are we now?"

"You are afraid I might want to definitely take your body?"

"Quite legitimately, yes."

The swordsman responded with a crooked grin "You don't have to worry about that. It wasn't my right to take what was yours." His eyes slid from Trafalgar to Eustass and he continued. "I realized I have no reasons to be here, to be alive. But I am still forbidden to die because of my curse. Then here is what I offer you." The swordsman stood up from the bed at those words and held his sword horizontally between them. "Take everything back, as well as my curse, let me leave this world honorably and join my love ones in the afterlife."

.

Law was speechless. He had expected many ways to go for his next encounter with the demon that had almost suck his life out of him but none of them had involved this scenario. What the demon was offering would affect his whole life and not for the better. Well, at least this time he asked.

"If I refuse we'll remain like this, don't we? Stuck between our two bodies, our minds melting haphazardly," Trafalgar acknowledged as he expressed it out loud, "However if I accept your deal I could live but with your powers and all their negative effects… You don't really give me a choice in the matter."

"No indeed, it is an all-or-nothing offer."

In the best case, Law had expected that the demon would have, he didn't exactly know, healed him? But this… this was a bargain he wasn't prepared for. The archeologist sank back in his seat wondering once more what god he had offended to get there. In order to prevent a panic attack he rationally started to list what he was certain of.

He didn't want to die now. He had his work and his men to protect. He still had so many things to live, to discover and red head's butt to kick. Not necessarily in that order. Trafalgar didn't want to give it too much consideration but among all the things he didn't want to leave his jerk of a husband was the most important. Everywhere his mind wandered Kid was there, he was a variable Law was always considering any time he had to make an important decision.

There was that curse though. As fascinated as he was by the demon's abilities, Law had always thought no man should possess such power. He didn't want it, he had never would. What kind of monster would that make of him? Could he even control it? But the aspect Law feared the most was the immortality coming along. He didn't want to leave this world so soon but remained stuck until he found someone to pass it… The archeologist didn't think he could bear such existence.

Once again his mind returned to Eustass like a magnet. He would be the direct victim of his everlasting existence. Law wasn't capable of doing that to him.

"Take it!" Kid's voice burst out under Rosinante, "You won't die here right? Take it, he asked you to."

"Last news, it still was my choice to make," Law coldly snapped back.

"Jeez, you'll play the drama queen later babe. Less whining, more body transfer!"

Kid made a little head's gesture toward the swordsman as to order him to get to work. It was quite laughable and perfectly inefficient from his position. Law fought the instinct to dismember his husband.

"Right, next time someone offers you a devil power, let me decide that for you!"

"Yeah, yeah I know you don't take orders from me but this is your life at stake!"

"Exactly, MY life not yours!"

"So the vows we made meant shit to ya?"

"Is it our marriage we're talking about now?!"

Corazon, in the middle of lighting his second cigarette, truly considered to set himself on fire. Were these two always like this? What a lively daily life they should have. He stood up from his wriggling seat, allowing the mechanic to stand and properly yelled after his husband. Rosinante came to the swordsman. He was a so alive version of Law it struck the blond man. This should be what the archeologist looked like, not the skeletal figure he had took care of all those weeks.

Law originally was Rosinante's mission. In his place Doflamingo would have killed him without a single hesitation. But Corazon hadn't been able to let him die in the grave. At the beginning of his mission, Corazon had subverted Law's research. He had kept put obstacles in his way, hobbling his work in order to keep him away of Doflamingo's interest. Law possessed all the skills that made him a privileged target for an underground organization such as the Donquixote family. But the archeologist had nothing to do with his brother's scheming; Rosinante still could save him from his claws. The blond man didn't know when he had grown so fond of the archeologist but he knew he'll do anything for him to live.

Corazon asked to the swordsman in quiet tone, "You'll really do that? Saving him?"

"Yes, I will."

"How will you do that?"

"Well… Back in my days I could do it from a distance but I think it'll work better if we have a physical contact. It will be fast we have already gone through half of the operation."

"Ok. Did you have anything to do before?"

"A last will?" The swordsman snorted, remembering that in a very short time he had travelled in the future, fought, got drunk and laid. He didn't think he missed anything. "Not really."

.

They looked at the newlywed couple still passionately yelling at each other. The archeologist had rise from his seat to support his point with height. No matter that Kid was higher than him; they still both had fair loud voices.

"That's amazing! Being told I'm the one who was too obsessed with his work by a man who came home covered with grease with engines half dismantled! Is it hard to convince yourself of bullshits or you're experienced now?"

"It happened one fucking time!" Kid rolled his eyes.

"Four! And my will only prevented our living room from becoming a workshop!" Law retorted.

"I'm still not the one half-merged with his work!"

"That can be arranged! I've got plenty of devices here I'll gladly shove up your ass!"

Their domestic quarrel was actually very sweet. Once you passed the shouts you could discern how their bodies weren't tense with fury, they rather appeared relaxing at the other's proximity. Their eyes were sparkling from being so close again. They both made gestures in the air, but each time they were about to grab the other they stopped, not daring to go all the way. They were arguing more to express in their own language they'd actually missed the other.

"Would ya-"

"Law. You won't last long in your condition. Don't waste anymore time."

Kid made a face for being interrupted by Corazon, even if the blond was supported his point. The swordsman held his weapon toward Law in a sharing gesture but the archeologist didn't make a move. Despite his critical state a strong will still imprinted his features. How much Kid had missed that look.

"I have questions first. A lot of questions," The archeologist declared.

His devil twin nodded and took a seat, laying his sword on his lap and Trafalgar took place in front of him.

"Cora-san, where is my tape recorder?"

Rosinante already had it out of the bedside table and held the device to Law. He started his questioning with professional seriousness.

Eustass didn't dare to interrupt him. Leading an interview on a living historical subject was beyond mud lovers' every fantasy. Law was realizing one of the biggest dreams of archeologists. Despite all the hard times he's been through his life, moments like this one testified of an insatiable and genuine curiosity remaining within Trafalgar.

.

The corner of Eustass' lips bent down when Corazon turned toward him –because he was absolutely not smiling. The blond man still was a mystery in Kid's eyes and the only reason he hadn't punched his face yet was because he had saved his husband's life. But he was part of an underground organization which wanted Law and his work. So why would he go against his associates? Kid thought the Donquixote family was only about old artifacts and gold.

"Why did ya do that?"

"Do what?"

"Save Law."

Corazon put another cigarette between his painted lips and lit it before he replied.

"My brother, Doflamingo, has always valued power. For him the weak have no place in this world. He's been searching for years now, myths people had long forgotten about. All over the world we look for sources of unimaginable powers."

Kid snorted finding this introduction far too long to get to a simple point.

"Law didn't know how important his discovery would be. I've seen so many people crushed by my brother's ambitions. I didn't want Law to suffer the same fate."

The red haired man kept staring at Rosinante, not buying the motivation of sudden generosity.

"I won't ask you to believe me," Corazon carried on. "We both want him to be safe, even if he thinks he doesn't deserve our care."

Yeah, the blond got a point. Kid's eyes came back to his lover who was drinking the demon's words. The mechanic knew he had heard the story at one moment but all he could remember was drowning in a hangover. He tried to get back to the person he was speaking to but the two Laws made quite a sight coming right from his fantasies.

"When this will be over, you'll have to leave this country as soon as you can," Corazon announced, interrupting Kid's thoughts.

"I didn't plan to stay here longer than necessary; I've got my Law and he doesn't have anything to do here once he'll finish this."

"The most important is to keep him away from Doflamingo. I'll deal with the family but you have to keep Law out of their reach. I have some contact in the police who might help–"

"Eh! Who do ya think I am?" Kid snapped. "His mom? No, I'm fucking married to him, so he'll do anything he wants without my permission."

"I'm not asking you to lock him away–"

"No, ya ain't asking me shit," The red haired man settled.

"You have to understand, Law's far too clever for his own good–"

"Hell yeah he is."

"But it'll get him hurt. He almost died because of it."

Kid frowned, no biting remarks coming to counter that fact.

"His work should remain secret as well, he can't publish anything or spread his discovery in any way. Otherwise Doflamingo will be after him and his life will become hell."

"As if we ain't strong enough take this fucker by ourselves."

"No, you aren't. That's what I'm trying to tell you. You have no idea how far he'll get to lay his hand on more power." Rosinante's face darken at this words, he seemed to have witness the horrors he was implying about his brother. "You're in possession of Law's journal. It might be easier if you entirely destroy it."

"The hell… you realize Law has worked years on this! This is everything for him! I'm not gonna destroy everything just to protect him… It's his fucking dream!"

Rosinante puffed his last stray of smoke and crushed his cigarette.

"I was hoping you'd have listened to me but you're really like your husband on this matter."

Kid waited for Corazon to argue however the man added nothing more. The mechanic suspected him to already think about the plan B.

"About Law's journal," Eustass began. "Someone of the family stole it from me. I'm here to take it back. Would ya give me a hand on this?"

"If I can I suppose so… Who took the journal?"

"His name's Vergo, he's–"

Corazon suddenly straightened "Vergo?"

"I just told ya."

"When did it happen?"

"Last night."

The blonde's mind didn't run for long before he declared: "Then consider it lost for good."

"What?! You fucking liar!"

"Easy, I'm not tricking you. If Vergo took it more than eight hours ago then it's surely in Doflamingo's hands already."

.

Fuck. Kid was so fucked. Law had counted on him. He had trusted him to put his work in safety and he didn't do the only job he had. The first days he spent looking in Law's apartment came back to Eustass' mind. Finding the journal had given him so much hope. His husband was leaving him a track to follow. However when he had opened the heavy manuscript for the first time and came across a note for him, his lover wasn't telling him how to find him. Actually Trafalgar had left a note for Kid with one precise directive.

He had to protect his dream. If anything happened to Law, Kid was the only one he trusted enough to save the discovery him and his men had made and brought it safely home. The note also promised Law would return soon but Eustass hadn't bought that. He had preferred to track his husband through the journal rather than do what Law told him. He would do it again without any hesitation, but damn what was he gonna do now? Trafalgar had already been robbed of his work because of him. Even if Kid wasn't one to give up so easily, time had screwed him.