Author's Note:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO LAW. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO LAW. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO LAAAWWWW. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO LAW!

Ahem… Yes, in case you didn't know Law's birthday is October 6th so OBVIOUSLY I just had to update today even though this wasn't planned.

(Probably going to be shorter than the other chapters, but bear with me!)

I woke up before Law for once, which really surprised me. Not to mention, it was even later than I usually woke up. I felt like something strange was going on, and checked to make sure he was breathing.

As I walked up to breakfast, Penguin pulled me in quietly.

"Sh!" he said.

"What?" I asked.

"Don't wake him up!" he shushed.

"Why would I wake him up?" I asked, very confused. Everyone stared at me. "What?!"

"He didn't tell you?" Shachi asked.

"Tell me what?" I asked, getting annoying.

Penguin leaned in close and whispered in my ear, "It's his birthday."

"WHAT?!" I screamed, about to march back down those stairs to wake him up.

Shachi held me back and Penguin covered my mouth frantically. "SHH!" Shachi whispered hoarsely. "I said don't wake him up!"

"Why not? It's his birthday!" I said.

"He gets really mad when someone mentions it," he said.

"But why?" I asked.

They looked at each other. "You're gonna have to ask him that yourself," Shachi said. "But seriously, don't wake him up."

"Ok, ok, but are you guys going to do something for his birthday? A cake? A card?" I asked.

They all shook their heads. "He hates his birthday."

"No one hates their birthday, come on," I said, trying to get them on board.

Shachi put his hand on my shoulder. "Trust me, you don't want to do this, Kamiko."

"Challenge accepted!" I said, smiling maliciously.

Penguin winced and looked to Shachi, "We're going to get punished for her actions, aren't we?"

"Well, you did tell her…" he said.

Bepo narrowed his eyes at me and sighed. "I agree that we should do something for the Captain… So if that means I have to team up with you, so be it."

"Sweet!" I said. "Any other takers?" I looked around as they all scurried out of the room. "Guess not."

"So what did you have in mind?" he asked me.

"Do we have any streamers?" I asked.

"No."

"Construction paper?"

"What's that?"

"Glue?"

"No."

"Regular paper?"

"Does graphing paper count?"

"Sure, that's fine. What about markers?"

"Only black."

"Balloons?"

"Nope. Shachi is afraid of balloons."

I laughed and said, "Ok, we got nothing, but we can still make it work! Somehow… Go get the paper and the markers, we have a sign to make!"

Bepo promised me he had good handwriting, so I let him in charge of making the sign to hang up in the rec room. I went up to the kitchen to scrape together ingredients for a cake. It was almost an hour later when I had a chocolate cake baking in the oven.

I went out of the kitchen to find someone in the rec room.

"Hey, Penguin!" I called, seeing him down the hallway. "Keep you-know-who out of the kitchen."

"I have no part in this…" he said, walking away quickly.

I rolled my eyes and walked into the rec room to see Bepo hanging the pieces of paper on the wall.

"What do you think?" he asked, seemingly proud.

I gawked at the horrible calligraphy and misspelled words. "How did you misspell birthday…?" I tried courageously not to explode at him and took a calming deep breath. "It'll have to do… Ok, you go keep an eye on the cake and take it out when the oven dings. I'll start decorating with the extra paper."

"Aye," he said, walking out of the rec room.

I began taping the extra pieces of paper together and cutting origami people holding hands out of them. After I taped a strand under the terrible sign, I ran out of paper. With nothing else to use, I began stringing barbed wire around the room to decorate. It wasn't pretty by any means, but it was the thought that counted… right?

Bepo still hadn't come down with the cake by then so I went to go check on him in the kitchen. Before I even stepped in the kitchen, I smelled the smoke. Bepo was fanning out the smoke from the oven with a burnt cake sitting on the table.

I clenched my fist in anger. "I thought I told you to take it out when it dinged?" I said stiffly.

"I fell asleep!" he said. "I'm sorry! I'm a navigator for a reason!"

I took another calming deep breath and said, "You fix that and I'll go punch a wall, ok? Ok."

With the ruined cake in hand, I trekked back down to the rec room, not even bothering to decorate it with icing. It wouldn't have tasted any better with icing anyway.

I wanted to cry. Everything turned out horribly wrong. Law was totally going to skin us both alive when he saw our efforts.

I sulked out of the rec room and back up to the kitchen. The smell of smoke still lingered in the air.

"What the hell is that smell?" I heard Law asked from the kitchen.

Shit… I thought. He's finally awake.

"Kamiko burned the cake, Captian!" Bepo burst out. "I told her not to do it."

"A cake?" Law asked sharply.

I backed up against the wall and kept listening in fear.

"Why would she bake a cake?" he asked.

"F-for your birthday…" Bepo said hesitantly.

"Who told her it was my birthday?" he yelled.

"Penguin and Shachi!" whimpered Bepo.

"That snitch…" I whispered, furious. I threw the doors open to the kitchen and glared at Bepo menacingly.

"What's this I hear about a cake, Kamiko?" he asked.

I sighed. "Might as well get this over with since that fucking snitch ratted me out…" I sighed. "Follow me."

"Where are we going?" he asked.

"Somewhere…"

"Kamiko-"

"It's a fucking surprise, ok?" I snapped back at him, walking out the door.

He was on my heels the whole way to the rec room, looming over me with an aura of hatred that I could feel, it was so thick.

I stopped at the door and paused at the handle. "Happy Birthday," I said, opening it reluctantly.

He walked inside and looked around at the horrible decorations.

"The cakes not edible and be careful in case the barbed wire falls down, it's pretty sharp," I said. "Sorry about the sign, too…"

"Kamiko-"

"I know, I know," I said. "You're gonna say you hate me for doing something for your birthday and I'll probably be skinned alive for it, I know. So just get to the point, ok?"

He laughed. "It's certainly a sight for sore eyes, I'll say," he smirked. "Is it supposed to be black or is it burnt chocolate?"

"Burnt chocolate."

He laughed again and took my hand. "I really hate chocolate, didn't I tell you?"

I sighed. "Great. Another thing to add to my rep sheet…"

"It's… quaint," he said, trying not to laugh. "You tried your best."

"Yeah, and it sucks, right?" I said.

"It really does!" he chuckled even more. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's nice that you wanted to do something for me, but I don't like my birthday."

"Why not?" I asked. "That's really weird, you know that, right?"

He rolled his eyes and said stiffly, "When I want to talk about it I will."

"Ok, ok," I said. "I get it. I'll take down the décor and not mention it again."

"I believe we have a deal," he said, holding out his hand.

I shook his hand and said, "I'll get right on that, Captain."

He started walking out the door, but he paused at the door and looked back. "Thanks," he said, "for trying. It was… sweet of you."

He walked out of the rec room and left me blushing with a satisfied grin overtaking my face.

"Mission accomplished."

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