"Why so quiet, Nori-ya?" Law asked as we ascended up the stairs to get some much needed fresh air from a new island. "Did I scare you into silence?" he asked, smirking.

I nodded, but didn't say anything.

He yanked on the handcuff's chain, making me trip on the stairs. Even though I banged my knee into the next stair, I just got up and continued walking.

"Whoa, I really did scare you into silence..." he said. "What made you afraid now? I mean, I've threatened you before, hell, I even tried to dissect you alive."

I just looked to the ground, not really knowing the answer myself.

"You're no fun anymore..." he whined. "Come on, Nori-ya. Argue with me, it's fun."

"You literally told me not too," I said. "Like a minute ago."

He laughed and said, "I couldn't help it, but you clearly crossed the line."

"You're the one who crossed the line," I muttered to myself.

He stopped abruptly and spun around on the spot. He gazed down at me with piercing yellow eyes and said with quiet rage, "What did you just say?"

I gasped and nearly fell backwards in terror. But as I fell, he yanked on the chain to help me regain my balance.

He started laughing, "You're so stupid, Nori-ya. I was only kidding. You're so fun to toy with, you know that?"

I narrowed my eyes at him and crossed my arms.

Fucking bastard... I cursed to myself.

"Whenever I get angry, that's when you listen to me," he said. "So, my hypothesis is this: if I threaten you, you'll obey me."

"T-That's not true...!" I stammered, blushing bright red. In reality, it probably was strikingly true.

He raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh, shut up. You know it is, Nori-ya."

I rolled my eyes and walked passed him up the steps.

"Oh, by the way, Nori-ya," he said, catching up to me. "Since you're the only girl in my crew, I thought you'd want to know our agenda for this new island."

"Why...?" I asked. "I really don't care to be honest."

"Oh, you might," he said.

"What? Why should I care?" I asked.

"You see, we don't have a lot of company around here," he said, smirking.

I narrowed my eyes yet again and said, "Yeah, it's a submarine, duh. Go on."

"And you see, us men, well, we have needs-" he said.

"I'm not setting foot in a fucking whorehouse if that's what you're asking...!" I blurted out, face turned tomato colored again.

He laughed and said, "Kidding, just kidding again."

"I'm going to kill you..." I whispered wickedly.

"I'd like to see you try..." he said. "Well, anyway, we are going to stock up on supplies. Some of my men will choose to go to one of those, but I wouldn't put you through that. I'm not that mean, though it would be funny... But I do plan on going to a bar and, of course, you will join me. But don't worry, drinks on me."

"I don't drink," I said dryly.

He looked confused, "You're a pirate, so of course you drink."

"No, I don't," I said firmly. "I mean, I am a pirate, I just don't drink."

"Why the hell not?" he asked.

"That's none of your business," I said, brushing past him with my arms crossed.

When I finally reached the top of the steps, he still stood in the same place, not allowing me to go any further.

"What?" I asked.

"I asked you a simple question," he said. "Answer."

"No," I said. "Come on, your crew is probably waiting for you."

"Answer," he insisted. "You didn't take that drink from me yesterday. What's the big deal with one drink? Medical issue? Recovering alcoholic? Tell me, I'm dying to know."

"I'm not discussing this with you," I said, getting a little worked up.

"Answer the fucking question, Nori-ya," he said, smirking up at me.

I shook my head, averting eye contact with him.

"Nori-ya, tell me," he demanded.

"Why do you do this to me?!" I yelled, engulfing myself in pointless rage. "You insist on invading my personal life with stupid questions and I can't take it anymore! I'm not going to answer your fucking question, Trafalgar Law! And you don't even care about me, so why the hell do you pry?! You're just a stupid, fat, asshole with nothing better to do than keep me captive here when I have my own crew to get back too!"

I couldn't help it, I was crying. This conversation brought back so many memories, good and bad. I just exploded with emotions.

He looked extremely confused. "Why are you so upset? I just asked you why you don't want to drink."

I stomped down to his level, wiping the tears streaming down my eyes and whispered sharply, "You want to know why I don't drink alcohol?"

He still looked really confused as he nodded at me, hesitantly.

I said full of sarcasm, "Because I don't like the taste."

"Don't lie to me," he said, clearly not amused.

"Well too bad," I said, wiping away a tear. "Some things aren't supposed to be shared to assholes like you."

I walked back up the steps, trying to wipe away the rest of the tears streaming down my face.

I'd had a bad experience about a year before that involved drinking too much. From then on, I swore never to drink again. But that's a story for later...

"Well, I'm still going to a bar," he said. "And you have to come."

"It's not like I have much of a choice in anything anymore..." I mumbled.

We finally got to the top level of the submarine, but apparently we were still ascending and would continue for quite a while.

I had to tag along wherever Law went. Into the navigation room to check our course and into a small study where he read a couple pages of a medical book he'd probably read a billion times before.

Penguin was the only person in the whole crew that I couldn't hate. He was genuinely nice to me. All the others either didn't talk to me, or stared at me constantly. They all made me uncomfortable, but Penguin would always say that they'd come 'round. Law would always butt in, crack a rude joke about me, and then everyone would laugh.

I just wanted to strangle all of them!

It was midafternoon by the time the yellow submarine fully emerged from the depths of the sea and docked on the new island Law said was called Trinity. Law put a small squad in charge of getting supplies, another squad's mission was gathering information about the island (how long the log needed to recharge and such), two more people had to stay and watch the submarine, and the rest of us could go wherever we pleased.

I, however, was still stuck to Law and had to go wherever he wanted to. Neither of us were too thrilled about it, either.

Despite being handcuffed to the person I despised most in the universe, Law was very certain I was going to have a good time in the bar of his choice.

I was set on annoying him without being blatantly 'disrespectful' until he gave in and unlocked the cuffs that forced us to be joined at the hip.

This was going to be a very fun evening for me, not him!

"Oi, Nori-ya," Law said, pulling on the chain that bound us together. "We're leaving."

I walked with him through the door that kept the submarine water-tight and into the fresh air. I took in a deep breath and blissfully soaked up some much-needed vitamin D.

"I haven't seen the sun in, like, a week!" I said thankfully.

Law rolled his eyes and yanked on the chain, causing me to wobble a bit after him.

"What?" I asked.

"You're annoying," he said.

I took a deep breath, channeling my anger into thoughts instead of words.

But as we were about to step off the submarine, he stopped and pulled me in very closely.

"Let me get one thing very clear, Nori-ya," he said seriously. "I am the captain of the Heart Pirates, and I have a reputation to uphold. If you so much as put a speck of dirt on that, I promise I will make your life even more miserable than you think it is, got it?"

"W-what would qualify as tainting it…?" I asked, a little bit scared.

"Disrespecting me with foul language and obscene gestures, disobeying my orders, the list goes on. Use your imagination," he said. "Got it?"

"Got it…" I said.

"You are to be nice, congenial, and obedient," he demanded. "Anything less and I will see to it that you never get your heart back, do you understand?"

I nodded, thoroughly freaked out.

"Thank you," he said, swinging his sword around his shoulder as he stepped off the submarine and onto the dock.

"But aren't the handcuffs gonna draw attention to us?" I asked. "What if people ask about it?"

"Think of something that isn't embarrassing," he said.

"Like what?"

"I don't know," he said.

"When did you become so grumpy…?" I mumbled.

"Like I said, I have a reputation to maintain," he replied curtly.

"By being a grumpy asshole?" I asked.

He stopped and looked back at me with his menacing glare that I so detested and said, "Strike one, Nori-ya."

I gulped, shrinking back in fear. "I'm sorry…" I whimpered.

"Let's go," he said, yanking the chain once more.

I nearly tripped and fell, but I caught myself and started walking hurriedly behind him.

"Where are we going first?" I asked.

"A bookshop," he said.

I raised an eyebrow and asked politely, "Why?"

"To see if they have anything medical related that I haven't read," he replied.

Oh, that's right… I thought. I keep forgetting he's a doctor.

We spent probably three hours in the store as he perused all the newest medical volumes that he hadn't read before. He even got angry at one of the shelves for having nothing interested and nearly punched it to the ground.

He paid for what he wanted and left with at least five new books. He found one of his subordinates and passed off the books to him to bring back to the submarine while we ventured on.

By then it was late afternoon and Law decided it was time for the bar scene. I walked behind him hesitantly as he opened the doors. He strut right up to the counter and sat down, patting the seat next to him for me to take.

Right as I sat down, the bartender came over. He gasped at the sight of Law.

"T-T-T-T-Trafalgar L-Law?!" he asked. "What are you doing here…?!"

"I'll take a beer," he said, smirking. "And get something fruity for the lady."

"R-right away!" he said, hurrying off to get it.

I smiled to him condescendingly and said, "Captain, you know I don't drink."

He didn't reply.

Within seconds, the bartender gave us our drinks and left to serve other customers. As I looked around, I saw various faces I recognized from the crew. All the others were staring directly at Law and myself.

Law spun around my chair and said, "Don't look at them."

"Why not…?" I whispered.

"Just don't," he said.

We sat in silence for quite a while. He had almost finished his drink when a second bartender, tougher looking, walked over to him.

"Trafalgar," he said. "I don't want any trouble, alright?"

"Don't worry," Law replied with a smirk. "We're only here till the log resets."

"So a week, then?" the bartender replied.

"A week," he replied. "We'll be regulars until then."

"No trouble?"

"Not unless someone else annoys me," he said, looking directly into the bartender's eyes with a serious look on his face.

"Got it," he said, looking a bit intimidated. He finally looked away from Law and met my eyes. "So, who's your lady friend?"

I blushed profusely and looked away.

Law regained his smirk and said, "No one, really."

"So she ain't anything to you?" he asked.

Law shook his head and said, "Absolutely nothing."

I felt a bolt of lightning course all through my body. I felt extremely hurt by his statement and I didn't really know why… I mean, I hated Law. I truly hated him. So why did I care so much when he said that…?

"What's your name, beautiful?" he asked, putting his elbow on the table.

"K-Kamiko…" I stuttered nervously.

"Whaddo you say we ditch this guy and go back to my place, eh?" he hinted.

I shook my head violently and said, "No."

"Alright, if you say so," he said, walking away. "Your loss."

I took a sigh of relief. "That was horrible…" I said.

Law rolled his eyes and said, "You haven't touched your drink."

"I already said I don't drink," I said, trying to sound calm.

"It'll go to waste," he said.

"Then you have it," I said, pushing it towards him.

He pushed it back and said, "I got it for you. Don't be selfish. Drink."

I curled my hands into a fist and took a deep breath. "No," I said simply.

"If you just tell me," he said. "I might understand, but you're just sounding like a bitch. Strike two, Nori-ya."

I gawked at him. "What did you just call me?" I asked, horribly offended.

"A bitch," he said dryly. "You're acting like a bitch."

I turned my head in the other direction and crossed my arms.

"Just tell me," he said.

"I'm not talking to you," I said.

"Nori-ya," he insisted. "What rules did I give you before we came?"

I looked back at him and saw that he appeared unbearably mad at me. I narrowed my eyes and said begrudgingly, "Obey and be nice…"

"Exactly," he said. "And what aren't you doing right now?"

"Obeying and being nice…" I grumbled.

"Let's try this again, shall we?" he said, smirking. He knew he won, and I knew it too. "Why don't you want to drink the drink I so graciously got for you?"

"Captain…" I said, releasing my anger. "I really can't…"

"Nori-ya."

"I really can't, honestly…" I pleaded.

"And why not?" he asked sharply.

"I… I just…" I mumbled. "I'm sorry, Captain… I really can't tell you."

He smirked and said, "Strike three, Nori-ya."

My eyes widened. "Captain, I-"

"Too late," he said, standing up. He grabbed my wrist firmly and yanked me out of the chair, flinging me onto the ground. He squatted down to look at me in the eyes and said with a malicious grin on his face, "Welcome to hell, Nori-ya."

"Law, I-"

"Ah, ah, ah!" he said, covering my mouth with his finger. "No more talking. We're going back to the ship for some fun activities."

My eyes widened in horror

What was he going to do to me…?!

"Awake yet?" Law asked.

I opened my eyes at the sound of his voice, confused as to where I was. I awoke in a dimly lit room, strapped to an armchair, with my wrists bound to the armrests, feet roped to the legs, and torso secured to the back of the chair.

I could barely see Law from where I was. He looked like a silhouette leaning up against the wall. As he came closer to me, he crouched down, so that he was looking up at me.

"Hello, Nori-ya," he said, smirking sadistically. "We're gonna play a little game. Does that sound fun?"

"What… game…?" I asked nervously.

He stood up and started circling me like a lion stalking his prey. "It's a question game. I ask you a question and you answer it truthfully. Does that sound easy enough?"

"What if I can't answer a question?" I asked.

"Then I break something," he said.

My eyes widened. "What do you mean… 'break'…?"

"Let's start the game, shall we?" he asked. "Good. Ok, first question. What pirate crew are you apart of?"

I looked at him, confused. "The Spike Pirates… I'm the captain of the Spike Pirates," I said. "And, apparently, part of your crew as well."

"Very good," he said. "Second question: Which hand is your dominant hand?"

"My right… Why are you giving me easy questions…?" I asked. "I thought this was gonna be-"

He slapped me across the cheek abruptly.

"That's a warning," he whispered in my ear. "I'm the one asking the questions, not you."

I nodded, purely and completely terrified of him at that point.

"Third question," he said. "Why don't you drink alcohol?"

"I… I…" I stuttered. "I can't tell you."

"Why not?" he asked, coming closer to me.

"Because…" I said, looking away. "I just can't."

"You're right handed, you said?" he asked.

I nodded.

He pressed a button on a small device and the binding that incapacitated my left hand was released. He quickly grabbed my hand and said, "Let me ask you one more time, why don't you drink alcohol?"

"I'm sorry!" I pleaded. "I really don't get why you want to know so badly…"

He smirked and said, "One."

Almost directly after he said that, I heard a small snap. When I looked at my left hand, I saw that my pointer finger was bending the wrong way.

I screamed, but he put a hand over my mouth and said, "Sh… Sh… I told you I would break something if you didn't answer my questions…"

A single tear slowly ran down my face as I started to feel the sting of the broken finger beginning to make itself known.

"Answer my question," he demanded. "Or the middle finger you so love will be next."

"I… I… Law, please…!" I begged, multiple tears rushing down my face. "Please, just stop…!"

"Two," he said, snapping the other one.

I winced as he held my third finger.

"Want to make it three?" he asked, ruthlessly.

"No!" I screamed.

"Then answer the fucking question!" he yelled.

"Fine...!" I yelled. "Fine!"

A smile appeared on his face, but he still held my third finger.

"It… It was a… about a year ago," I gasped, sniveling profusely in between words. "My crew and I were out… d-drinking at a b-bar. One guy h-had a little too much…"

"And?" he asked.

"I had a couple drinks, as well," I whimpered. "But I wasn't drunk, I-I swear!"

"Get on with it," he said, annoyed. He started pulling back on my third finger threateningly.

"No…! I'll get on with it, just don't," I winced. "Well, this guy… He j-jumped me when I was walking back to my ship… alone… I didn't know what happened… But when I woke up… He was…"

"Yes?" he asked.

"He was on t-top of me…" I cried. "Raping me…"

Law looked bewildered and let go of my hand.

"C-Crow found me a couple minutes later…" I said. "But it was too late… He ended up k-killing the guy…"

"Crow?" Law asked. "Who's that?"

"My… fiancé…" I sobbed. "He's a member of my c-crew."

He looked even more dazed than the first time. The pain was so much, my whole body felt numb except for my excruciatingly sensitive fingers.

I didn't even notice when Law had untied me and started carrying me out of the room and down the hall. I didn't even care at that point. I was so overwhelmed with emotions and pain that I was too disoriented to care about everything else.

Law brought me into his operating room and fixed my fingers. He even gave me some pain medication that knocked me out within minutes.

I woke up in a soft, warm place. When I opened my eyes, I realized that I was in Law's bed. As I sat up and pulled the hair out of my face, I noticed the cast on my hand for the fingers he'd broken.

I looked around and saw him at his desk. He was staring at me. I narrowed my eyes and looked away.

"Nori-ya…" he said.

"What do you want?" I asked sharply.

"I… um… I'm sorry," he mumbled. "For yesterday... I… I didn't know."

"Yeah. No shit," I said, rolling my eyes.

"I wouldn't have if I'd-"

"Save me your apology for when you actually mean it, Trafalgar," I snapped, standing up, "because it's not accepted otherwise."

(I don't own One Piece or any of its content. This was made for entertainment purposes only and no copyright is intended.)