A/N: Yeah...guess what? This is actually going to be a story with a sort of kind of plot, because I have the need to type. Plus this fanfic amuses me. Hopefully it doesn't turn out horrible, because while I'll try to keep up the IC stuff, some ooc may slip in on occasion.

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Law woke up feeling absolutely exhausted, and sore, and the cause of both was currently pressed up against his back and clinging tightly to him, either still fast asleep or half conscious. The Heart Pirate couldn't tell yet which one it was, since the redhead's breathing was even. Either way, Law thought that this might be a bit difficult. Ass to that his Transponder Snail had been going off for the past hour or so, and he hadn't answered it, meant that he needed to get out of here sooner rather than later. Knowing what his crew would do, Law felt that at the very least he needed to call them back to let them know he was all right. That is, if he could free himself from Kidd's grasp. He hadn't pegged the redhead as someone who felt the need to cling. Amusing to know, but right now very inconvenient.

And painful.

Law closed his eyes and let out a low sigh. He'd definitely overdone it last night. He would have at least thought that Kidd would have noticed his wounds, but apparently the other pirate had been distracted enough that he hadn't seen them. With a little bit of difficulty, Law turned over and reached out a hand to ruffle Kidd's hair. Partially to annoy the younger pirate, but also for an excuse to feel the other's hair again. It was softer than it should have been, and Law hated that he liked it. In fact, Law hated that his partially drunk self had thought this was a good idea in the first place. And annoyed further that when sober he had continued on when he really should have stopped and left. "Eustass-ya."

The dark haired pirate's actions only made Kidd sleepily hold him tighter, as the redhead mumbled something that suspiciously sounded like a protest at the idea of moving from where he happened to be. Too bad for Kidd. He would just have to deal with the loss of the pillow Law apparently was to him at this point in time.

The Transponder Snail went off again in the room somewhere, and Law swore under his breath. His crew must be worried, if they were calling him so much. What did they think could have happened to him on this backwater of an island? He knew, but Law didn't want to think about it, and supposed that he should just be grateful that his crew cared enough to check on his wellbeing when he was planning on heading to his ship as soon as he'd woken up that morning.

But the obstacle known as Kidd was proving hard to shake from his person.

Inconvenient.

Law heard the snail stop making noise, and decided that if his crew couldn't contact him that way, they would come looking for him wherever they could think he might have gotten to. Which would lead them here, as it should have been painfully obvious to everyone last evening that he and Kidd were either going to get into a fight, or do something else. Law grumbled something as he poked Kidd this time, in the cheek. Because that ought to get his attention. In his mind, Law was telling himself that he didn't find Kidd's actions in any way endearing, and that the only reason he had stayed so long was for two reasons, and two reasons only.

The first, Law had needed a distraction after the disaster that was Dressrosa. Two, the dark haired pirate had unfortunately found Kidd's childish grin of triumph from dinner to have been the deciding factor to attempt a romp in the sack with the other captain. It had been intended to shut the other man up as well as a easy distraction, but the Heart Pirate felt that it may have gotten a bit carried away. He hoped that Kidd didn't get any ideas, but had to wonder, since Kidd still hadn't let go of him. "Eustass-ya." Law wondered if he was up to creating a room and letting Kidd coddle a shirt instead of him. The Heart Pirate considered it, then decided he didn't want to waste his energy on something like that, "Let go of me." Kidd's response was unexpected and it gave Law pause.

"So you can run off?"

Law let out something that sounded suspiciously like a laugh, "I'm fat too tired to make an attempt at running." Law felt Kidd snuggle closer and bury his face against the side of his throat.

"Maybe I'll make you even more tired. I still want to sleep."

Law closed his eyes at the odd sensation of breath against his skin, before he closed his eyes briefly. He figured that Kidd had to have been half asleep still; otherwise the redhead would have been more liable to shove him out of bed once he remembered what had happened between them last night. The fact that Kidd was apparently up for another round of making out on the now broken bed was more than Law could handle right now. He'd have thought Kidd would be bored by now and insist he get the hell out before he started a fight. Law tried to pull away from the redheaded captain, "I am too sore for you to do anything of the sort." The Heart Pirate pressed harder against Kidd's nearest shoulder, "And I should have told you that I was injured, but I would have thought you'd have noticed that."

Kidd let go abruptly so that he could sit up and look down at Law, his expression clear that he doubted the other captain's words.

Law knew what the other captain would see, and felt vaguely vindictive in the fact that he had been able to make Kidd not realize it. Because that meant that he had sufficiently distracted Kidd enough last night that the other man had missed the obvious bandages. Law knew that he probably appeared more tired than usual, and from the feel of it, Law knew that at least some of the wounds were bleeding through the bandages. Law wasn't surprised at this. Kidd had certainly been vigorous last night when he had taken a turn, and Law was surprised that neither of them had been injured when they had broken the inn bed after all. Law supposed that there was only so much sex that a poorly framed bed could handle.

Kidd was still studying the Heart Pirate, eyes roving over the other man as he took in the bandages. "You were injured?" Hadn't Dressrosa been over a week ago? Surely any wounds from that time had to have healed by now.

Law sighed. Kidd was proving to be very tiresome in the morning with the slow uptake, "My right shin was slashed, as was my right forearm and left shoulder." Law gave Kidd an exasperated look, "And you didn't notice the bandages last night when we were undressing? That I didn't get them off as quickly as you?" Law noted Kidd's expression, before he shook his head, "I guess not." That still didn't surprise Law, as he was fairly certain that most of the time Kidd was only concerned about himself. Law held still as Kidd pulled the sheets away, and the dark haired pirate suppressed a shudder at the action. The change in temperature was unexpected, but with their combined body heat, Law supposed the rest of the room was not as cold as it appeared to be now.

Kidd saw the bandages wrapped around the Heart Pirate's limbs, and wondered why it hadn't stood out to him last night. Shouldn't it have? Law's skin was darker than the bandages wrapped around the body that Law had indicated was injured, so Kidd couldn't have possibly overlooked them. But he had. And there was blood on the sheets Kidd had pulled back, indicating that the wounds had had their stiches ripped, "Shit. What the hell? Why were you…?"

"Because you clearly intended whatever you were doing last night at dinner as a challenge to me. I was going to resist doing anything about it until my wounds were fully healed, but later, once I was intoxicated, I changed my mind. My crew…" Law broke off, before he shrugged with his uninjured shoulder, "They're worried. They've been trying to contact me for the past hour or so. And when I show up like this..." Law's expression darkened, "I couldn't stitch the wound on my shoulder, or my lower back. I'd forgotten I'd only patched that up slightly." Law was not in the mood to fight when Kidd moved closer again and turned him slightly to examine the wounds.

"Shit." Kidd said again, tracing a finger carefully around the shoulder wound. It was small, but deep. Even though he'd been pawing at Law last night, he didn't remember this, though Kidd did recall drawing forth a faint flinch. "What the hell happened?" Kidd was surprised that Law was injured at all, considering his Devil Fruit allowed him manipulate the battlefield around him to his liking. In that weird dome of his, or so Kidd thought, based on what he had seen of Law fighting at Sabaody.

"Doflamingo." Law said in return, but did not elaborate. The Heart Pirate flinched as Kidd's finger traced his lower back's wound, "Don't touch it, idiot."

Kidd didn't say anything about the 'idiot' comment, because he was far more preoccupied with the injury, and the fact that he hadn't noticed it sooner, "How the fuck didn't I…?"

"…notice it? You were distracted and I was buzzed to begin with. It didn't seem important at the time." Law meant it, that it wasn't important. He'd figured the stiches would pull if the two of them went through with sex, but Law hadn't realized Kidd would really get into the exchange and rip the stiches completely. It hurt, but Law had been too far gone at that point to really care.

Kidd let go of Law again and moved a few inches away from the other pirate captain to sulk, "I suppose you're going to leave then?" It wouldn't surprise him. It seemed that it had been more of a whim on Law's part to have sex, especially when he had to pretend to be drunk to try and get some. It would just figure, but Kidd found himself irritated that he was even thinking about being upset in the first place. It wasn't like he cared if Law left or not. The Heart Pirate had obviously gotten what he'd wanted, and the next time they met, they'd either be rivals and enemies in their search for One Piece, or temporary allies in an alliance to bring down the Four Emperors.

"I was supposed to leave this morning with my crew." Law just knew that he had slept in due to the Transponder Snail going off so many times, "I have an island to get to sooner rather than later." Law admitted after a moment, though he was reluctant to get out of bed. Just thinking about what he was planning on doing put a damper on his mood and motivation to leave the inn.

Kidd noticed the hesitation, and grinned sleepily as he nuzzled along Law's throat as he leaned in against the other man once more, "You're not leaving." The redheaded pirate pointed out. Kidd grunted as Law shoved him back, and was met with the Heart Pirate's irritable gaze when he righted himself with a glower.

"I happen to be sore because someone had to prove he could be 'more of an animal' in bed." Law said coolly, expression all but daring Kidd to try and get close to him again.

Kidd smiled at that, and felt that it was a bluff on Law's part. But he merely shrugged and flopped back down onto the bed, "And was I?"

Before Law could respond to the obviously snide yet weirdly amused question, there was a hand hammering on the door in a frantically. The dark haired pirate froze at the voice that sounded with the knocking. Damn, he hadn't been fast enough to avoid it.

"Captain? Captain! Are you all right?"

Penguin.

"Law?"

Shachi.

Law started to rise again, only to fall back down with a hiss of pain as he jostled his shoulder wound. It would just figure that his crewmates would find him in this questionable state. Stark naked and in bed with a rival captain. Not much would be left to the imagination to figure out what exactly had happened. Law noticed that Kidd moved back across the bed to assist him, and for the moment, the dark haired pirate wasn't about to complain about the redhead helping him. As odd as it was. For now, it was more important that he got some clothes on before...

Kidd flicked a finger at the door to unlock it. He knew that he was already going to get hell for breaking the bed. He wasn't going to deal with a door on top of that. In fact, he was going to leave before it became an issue. If the door was intact, the state of the bed would be discovered long after he had left the building. "Your crew sure is overprotective of you." Kidd grumbled under his breath as he steadied Law on the broken bed.

The door slammed open as soon as the pirates on the other side realized that it was unlocked. Penguin and Shachi stumbled into the room, but stopped short at the sight that greeted them. It was clear from their expressions that they felt they shouldn't have opened the door and had their eyes assailed with the sight of their captain in bed with Kidd, who appeared to be more amused than angry at the intrusion.

Penguin averted his gaze, or seemed to, "Captain, we were ready to leave port three hours ago. We couldn't get through to your Transponder Snail..." Penguin sighed, "And if you're going to have sex, could you at least keep the timeframe you yourself decided on?"

Shachi used his crewmate as a barrier, "The rest of the crew was worried when you didn't answer, so we came to look for you…"

"Based off of last night, we figured you might be here." Penguin commented, crossing his arms.

'Last night' meaning just what Penguin had said before. Sex. Or perhaps he meant the near silent exchange between himself and Kidd at dinner. Law figured that Penguin would have noticed what he was up to after he'd finished drinking, if not Shachi too. He had, however, hoped that all of them would have just thought he'd passed out in his inn room and would be to the ship late, but perfectly fine. From Penguin's tone, he knew that his crewmate thought he had gotten into trouble instead, and not just rough sex with Kidd.

"We've found some movement from Kaido. Two hours ago." Shachi commented, as he shifted from foot to foot.

"Is he moving the direction we thought?" Law managed to reach over the bed for his pants, before he let out a gasp and nearly fell out of bed. The only reason he didn't have an unfortunate meeting with the ground was because Kidd swiftly reached out and caught him. It was rather embarrassing, to have to rely on the other captain, who'd only shown interest in getting on his nerves last night. And some obvious reluctance to have sex while the Heart Pirate had been 'intoxicated'.

Though it was surprising that Kidd to be able to restrain himself, to a point.

Penguin braved more of the sight to move forward to retrieve his captains clothes, his lips drawn into a tight line at the sight of the reopened and bleeding wounds, "I'll have some of the crew get the infirmary ready." Beneath the Heart Pirate crewmates' hat, eyes narrowed at Law, "And you did say that you weren't going to do anything to overexert yourself when you left the table last night."

Law accepted the clothes as he reluctantly slapped his free hand at Kidd's arms. He felt the arms, one flesh, the other metal as they moved away from his body slowly. Law decided to leave his shirt off after all, not wanting to stain it with blood. The pants he slipped into, but nothing else. He'd have to take them off again anyway for his shin to be looked at. That accomplished, Law stood hesitantly, before he limped over to his boots, which he toed on with minimal difficulty. Slinging his shirt over his uninjured shoulder, Law headed for the door. Partway there he faltered, and Penguin moved forward quickly to prevent his captain from falling over again.

Penguin wrapped his left arm around Law's back carefully, tugging the dark haired pirate's uninjured shoulder over his own, "I can't believe you ripped all of your stitches. Some of your wounds were closing up."

Law leaned heavily against his crewmate as he half-glanced over his shoulder at Kidd, who was still on the bed and wearing a perplexed, half annoyed expression. Law offered a thin, teasing smile, "I still won our little bet." It was satisfying to see the blush cross Kidd's face and hear the obvious embarrassment in the other's voice.

"Get the hell out of here, Trafalgar."

Law could tell that Kidd, for whatever reason, didn't actually want him to go. Or so it seemed from the tone the redhead had spoken in. Kidd hadn't sounded serious or hostile either. Odd. Law figured that Kidd must have still been as tired as he was. The red haired captain would no doubt be back to his aggravating, insulting self in no time, and would take full advantage of it the next time they crossed paths. The Heart Pirate knew that they would. After all, Kidd wanted to defeat the Four Emperors as well, so it would be a given that they might cross paths again. Though their interactions were likely to be in a battle against those aligned with an Emperor. There was likely to never be another night between them like last night. It had been more of a one night stand for the both of them, even if the other captain appeared to have enjoyed himself, once he went along with the way the evening had gone.

Law didn't appear to notice the faint disappointment that crossed Kidd's face as he left the room with his two crewmates.

Killer passed by Law and his crew, before he entered into his captain's inn room silently. The blond haired crewmate took in the sight of the broken bed his captain was seated on, and the boxer clad Kidd who looked to be half pleased and half irritated.

A peculiar combination.

Attempting to gage his captain's mood, Killer spoke as he caught sight of the blood on the sheets, "Did things go how you thought they would last night?"

Kidd pulled a shirt on absently, "No, it didn't."

Killer waited for Kidd to dress the rest of the way before speaking again, "Is that good or bad? Things not going how you thought they would?"

Kidd brushed past his crewmate, limping, before he paused halfway down the hall, "I don't know." The redheaded captain resumed walking, stomping, really, down the hall toward the stairs, "We're leaving. Wake the rest of the crew."

Killer watched Kidd until he was out of view, before he turned to do as his captain had asked of him. Kidd appeared to be less angry now, and Killer had to wonder how Law factored into it. Both men limping could mean only one thing, and Killer found it hard to believe that such a thing occurred with the animosity between the two captains. Killer had never questioned Kidd as to why he always seemed so unusually annoyed to the point that he would break things whenever Law was mentioned. Perhaps now was a good time to find out why. Killer was interested, if only because he wanted to know if he needed to be worried about his captain making an error in judgment, if Kidd were going to continue to be hung up over Law.

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Law was back on his ship more quickly than he had anticipated, though the presence of the Marines on the island had led to it. Luckily, it seemed, Kidd was still in a good enough mood that he and his crew had ganged up on the Marines in order to allow Law and his two crewmembers get to their ship unscathed. Law was fairly sure he'd been the only one to catch sight of Kidd looking at him briefly before turning and joining in on the fight. The destruction and confusion the redheaded captain caused with his Devil Fruit powers seemed to be excessive for the number Kidd and his crew faced, but Law had a feeling that he was just showing off.

The Heart Pirate captain was pointedly going to ignore that.

Law let crewmates bring him to the infirmary of their ship, and made not protest as a few of his other crewmembers treated his wounds and bandaged them. After a very brief argument, Law was in his own cabin, alone, as the rest of the crew prepared to depart.

Law closed his eyes. His body still ached from having rougher sex with Kidd than he had anticipated, but...Law found that he was more concerned with what might happen the next time he and Kidd crossed paths. Law knew from the look he'd received earlier that Kidd wasn't done with him, and whether that was a fight or more behind the door sex, Law wasn't sure. His wounds needed to heal either way. And according to his crew, Kaido was on the move, and that meant that Law and his crew needed to meet up with Luffy and the rest of the Straw Hats as soon as possible.

In the morning.

Law would contact them the next morning. It would give him time to recover from last night's romp. Law's mind was still troubled with what had occurred on Dressrosa and what had followed soon after the entire fiasco had come to an end. Kidd became a distant thought as Law began to doze off.

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Penguin closed the door after checking the now sleeping occupant. Finally, Law had fallen asleep. It was obvious that he needed more of it after what he and Kidd had been up to last night. Penguin shook his head as he glanced down at a scrap of paper in his hand, before he pocketed it. With all that Law had on his mind, receiving a piece of paper with Kidd's Transponder Snail contact info might be too much. He would give it to his captain later, when he was less stressed out and thinking more clearly.

"Penguin." Shachi saw the other glance at him, and continued, "I intercepted a call between Doflamingo and Crocodile. I think. There were breaks between some of the words, but overall, it made sense. Kaido's not the only one making a move."

"Did you write it down?" Penguin asked absently, as he began to move along the narrow hall.

"Yes, and it doesn't sound good." Shachi shoved open his cabin door and sunk onto his bunk, leaving the door open for the other Heart Pirate to enter,"Penguin…Doflamingo isn't going to leave Law alone. It sounded like he wanted to finish what he started."

"Damn. I thought that the captain made sure that that wasn't going to happen." Penguin said as he sunk into the chair in the cabin. He removed his hat to run his fingers through his hair, eyes rising to meet Shachi's shaded ones, "Do you think Law knows?"

Shachi shrugged, his expression troubled, "Maybe, but he could have…" Shachi looked away, "He could have lied to us about it. Kept it to himself."

"About having resolved things regarding Doflamingo?" Penguin thought about it as he dropped his hat onto his lap with a groan, "That would make sense, I suppose, with going to that island we were on last night. He was waiting to see if there was any word about Doflamingo. And that island is known for its gossip."

"But he wanted to leave when he heard that Kaido was on the move." Shachi pointed out as he stretched out and dropped backward onto his bunk, his train of thought switching tracks, "The captain was careless last night."

"He was." Penguin agreed as he leaned back in the chair, "Perhaps he didn't think that Doflamingo would make a move so soon?"

"We should have never let him go to Dressrosa with Straw Hat and his crew. He could have been badly injured." Shachi said after a moment, staring up at the ceiling.

Penguin looked at the ground, frowning, "You know that he expected Doflamingo to kill him, don't you?"

Shachi sat up quickly at that, "What are you talking about?"

Penguin lifted his gaze to lock with the other's sharply, "He didn't tell you? That he didn't expect to survive once he got to Dressrosa? If things went wrong?" He remembered the brief call. Remembered the evasive words Law had given him, in addition to the ones he had told him earlier, before he'd gone to Punk Hazard.

Shachi looked bewildered, "No, nothing of the sort. He just said that he'd be away and that you would take care of things while he was…" Shachi broke off when he noticed that the other Heart Pirate had gone rigid in the chair. "Penguin?" Shachi started in surprise as the other man surged to his feet, his hat dropping to the ground, forgotten, as Penguin wrenched the cabin door open and stalked down the hall to Law's room.

"Penguin? What's wrong?" Shachi asked as he followed after his crewmate, confused, yet surprised to see the wrath in the other man's eyes.

"Shachi? Can you go check with Bepo to make sure we're on course? And could you bring the Transponder Snail call you recorded?" Penguin's voice was barely controlled, and he ended up gritting out the words as he stood before Law's cabin door.

Shachi blinked, before he nodded, slowly, eying the other man warily, "Sure." Shachi wasn't sure what was wrong, but from the sound of hit, Law had apparently lied about more than what he initially thought his captain might have. Shachi hurried to do what Penguin asked, because he thought he might need to be back sooner rather than later to diffuse the situation.

Because Penguin looked about ready to throttle their captain for something he'd apparently said only to him.

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When I'm not feeling lazy and/or giggly about it, I'll add the lemonish scene to the beginning of this chapter that was hinted at the end of the last chapter. There'll be more of that in later chapters anyway (since I wrote a lot in the other story I'm posting).

I came up with an ending for this, and it turns out it's going to take longer to get to that ending than I thought it might. Which is why I held off on updating it (and not to mention already having two other ridiculously long fics I'm trying to update as well). Tentatively thinking that this will be 10-15 chapters total (apparently I enjoy tormenting my eyes. Three ongoing fics ahh. XD).

Do let me know if this fic strays off into overly ooc territory though. I hate doing that (and I don't always notice right away), unless it is intentional on my part.