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The Roger Pirates did everything quickly and in swift succession while trying to enjoy it as much as possible. Time was a luxury they didn’t have, and so their adventures were always fast as they wanted to see as much as they could. But, despite that, there were days on the sea that was slow, much like this day.
They were a week, at the least, away from their next stop, and the wind wasn’t being helpful with the long wait. It meant more chores for Shanks and Buggy and more whining from their Captain. Slow days were something that Shanks held onto, something that he enjoyed.
Don’t get him wrong, he enjoyed their adventures, but he couldn’t enjoy them to the fullest extent when they were hopping from one island to the next with the snap of fingers. He wanted to take his time to enjoy what his adventures offered, but, again, time was a luxury. One Captain, and therefore the crew, didn’t have.
Despite this, slow days sometimes were too slow. Like today. With his chores done, the crew fixated on whatever they were doing, Shanks didn’t really have anything to do. Captain was in the infirmary, in the middle of his daily check-up, Rayleigh was napping, and no one dared wake the First Mate up when he actually went to sleep, Buggy was off reading, and the rest of the crew was playing poker. Shanks normally would join, but even that didn’t seem all that interesting today.
He liked watching the ocean on lazy days, like feeling the breeze in his hair and the smell of salt flooding his nose. It was nice, relaxing. It wasn’t often that they had relaxing days, spending most of their time like they only had a day left to live; partying, fighting, exploring and sailing.
Shanks, one day, was going to make his own crew. And he was going to have slow adventures.
It wasn’t that he didn’t love this crew or their adventures, but Shanks liked having the ability to enjoy something instead of rushing with it. Every day was another battle, another party, another island. It was exhausting, and Shanks knew that they could have more fun if they slowed down. But they couldn’t, so Shanks would have slow adventures when he gathers his own crew.
With a small sigh, the red-haired apprentice leaned back onto his hands, watching as the seagulls dipped and sang, as the waves rocked against the Oro, inhaled the salty breeze. Shanks thinks it’s a wonderful day for a nap. He flopped onto his back, tugging his precious straw-hat up to cover his eyes, and smiled in content.
And just as he was about to doze off, a wave of energy hit the boat, knocking the Oro to the side roughly. Everyone snapped up, weapons drawn and eyes wary as they looked for what had ruined their peaceful day. Shanks felt adrenaline take hold as he saw what looked like two people falling from the sky, the clouds stained in a mix of dark blue, deep purple, and a sharp red.
Conqueror’s Haki, Captain’s Haki, hit them all like a brick, the air around them charging with the will of a King. Even Shanks could tell that whoever this Haki belonged to didn’t have control, the Haki jumping and vibrating, not attacking anyone but heavying the air.
They all heard the scream, gut-wrenched, horrified, and full of rage as the two people falling were suddenly torn from each other, one getting shot into a different direction and the other heading for the Oro Jackson.
“Law!”
Captain shot forward just as Rayleigh did, both of them tackling the man out of the air before he could hit the deck and, no doubt, hurt the ship. The Haki disappeared, the waves steadying, and everyone looked to the unconscious man in their leaders’ arms. The sword that had been rested in his hand fell, tumbling onto the deck with a loud clank and everyone snapped to attention with it.
Tan skin, spotted clothes, shaggy black hair hidden under a white hat, they all stared at a lanky man who looked like he hasn’t slept in months, what looked like smears of black under his eyes. He also looked ill, breaths slow and shallow, and by the way Rayleigh frowned after placing his palm on the man’s forehead, he was probably burning up as well.
“Who the hell is this guy?” Roger asked no one in particular, staring at the sky in interest.
“I’d assume this was the ‘Law’ the other guy yelled for.” Rayleigh said, “That was some strong Haki.”
“Sure was!” Roger agreed cheerfully, “Crocus, can you check this guy out?”
The doctor made his way over, and quickly looked the man over, frowning. “He seems fine physically, a bit underweight and exhausted, but overall, nothing life threatening.”
“But,” Rayleigh said, catching the ‘although’ like everyone else.
“But I think he’s been poisoned.” Crocus said, for once answering quickly, “I’ll need to check his bloodstream, and we can work from there!”
It didn’t take long for Roger to carry the man to the infirmary, and it took less time for the doctor to leave the room, a glass tube in his hands. “I believe I’ve found what was in his blood.”
“Well, what was it?” Buggy asked the question of the day.
There was a long pause.
“Hurry up and explain, old–”
“A liquid version of Sea Stone,” Crocus explained, cutting the scowling teenager off.
“What? They make that now?” Rayleigh asked with wide eyes.
“Seems so,” the doctor agreed after yet another pause, “I managed to get some of it from his body, though not enough to stop the affects.”
“And what are the affects?” Rayleigh prodded, frowning.
They all expected the short pause, sighing slightly.
“It’s killing him,” Crocus said, “He has a Devil Fruit, no doubt, and this stuff is taking all his energy and not giving it back but taking more.”
Roger pursed his lips, that was…it had to be a terrible death. Roger would hate to go out that way! “Is there a way you can get it all out?” he asked, tilting his head.
Crocus was one of the best doctors they’ve ever met, and if Crocus couldn’t do it, no one could. The ship’s doctor pursed his lips and looked thoughtful for a long moment.
“I think I can get enough of it out to prolong his death.” Crocus finally said.
“Then what are you waiting for!” Roger laughed happily.
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Rosinante looked at the man in front of him warily, biting at his lip as he tried to find something to say. The man had dropped down in front of him out of nowhere, destroyed some (read: a lot) of the training ground the marine-in-training had been in, before collapsing and crying about someone named “Law.” and being weak.
When Rosinante patted his back and tried to console him, the man hadn’t reacted. When he carefully offered an apple, the hatted man who didn’t seem older than twenty teared up again and grabbed him in a hug while eating the apple, core, and everything.
And that brough Rosinante to his newest predicament. He had called his adoptive father, Sengoku, and told him about the mysterious man who just fell from the sky and landed in front of him. Sengoku had told him to wait, and a few hours later, the marine showed up with his friend (though he often denied it) Monkey D. Garp.
“Oh,” the hatted man said when he laid eyes on them, “I’m dead, good to know,” he said, nodding firmly.
“Ha? Why’d you be dead, squirt?” Garp squinted at him.
“Well, you two died like months ago, Gramps!” was the instant response, “So I have’ta be dead too!”
“Was that a threat, boy?” Sengoku asked darkly, but he still took another bite of a rice cracker.
“Bwahaha! What’s your name kid?” Garp asked loudly.
“Monkey D. Luffy!” the newly named Luffy said.
Garp squinted, “Come again?”
“I didn’t know your hearing was that bad, Gramps.” Luffy picked at his nose, “Where’s Law?”
“Gah, what did you call me!?” Garp whacked his head, and Luffy whined loudly.
“Stop hitting me! You always hit me!” Luffy’s eyes looked teary again and Rosinante feared there’d be another tear-fest.
“I’ve never met ya before, let alone hit ya!” Garp yelled back.
“Liar! You used to always throw me into the monkey pits at Foosha!” Luffy yelled back, “And you always hit me with Haki! Unfair! Shitty Grandpa!”
“Gah, you twerp–”
Rosinante startled when they both started to snore. Sengoku blinked at the exchange in surprise, looking calculating.
“Wake up, you moron!” Sengoku barked, hitting Garp in the head.
“Oi! Who said you could sleep!?” Garp yelled at the young man still snoring, like he hadn’t been sleeping a second ago.
“Oww! Stop hitting me, Gramps!”
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Law felt strangely light. He’s gotten used to his limbs weighing like bricks, and he’s gotten used to the struggle it was to open his eyes. When he woke up, he did so easily, his fingers moving and arm raising like they weighed like feathers instead of tons. He felt well-rested, and he hasn’t felt this rested since before he was injected with Sea Stone some months ago.
The second thing Law recognized was the fact that he didn’t know where he was. Then he realized there was several strong presences on the ship he was on, the ship that wasn’t the Sunny. And then he remembered Luffy’s panicked Haki, his arms trying to grab him but missing by just a hair, and he scrambled up.
He didn’t feal heavy and he didn’t fell the pull of exhaustion.
Law inhaled deeply and lifted his hand.
“Room.”
A room, so small it only surrounded him, raised. Law closed his eyes, and he felt something bubble up when the room didn’t fall after a second passed like it had for months.
“Scan.”
There was still Sea Stone in his system, but most of it had been removed. How that was even possible was beyond Law, but whomever did it had his gratitude.
“Shambles.”
The Sea Stone that’s been weighing him down, slowly killing him, for months dropped onto the floor next to him, and Law watched it blankly. He let his Room fall, and carefully swung his legs off the bed. His sword wasn’t near him, which he sorts of expected, being on an unknown’s ship. Law grabbed his hat, one placed next to a tray of medical supplies, and placed it atop his head before exiting the room.
He couldn’t sense Luffy.
“Ah, our visitor’s awake!” the cheerful shout sort of reminded Law of Luffy but he instantly decided that he didn’t want to think that as Gol D. Roger stopped in front of him, hand gripping his sword, obviously ready to fight, but smiling, nonetheless.
Law stared.
“How’re you doing, buddy? Not dying on us, eh?” Roger asked, staring at him expectantly.
Law blinked.
“Am I dead?” he asked blankly.
“I’d hope not! I worked hard on removing that stone from your body!” a…flower man barked at him.
Law’s mind slowly caught up, “You removed it? How? I tried everything I could think of.”
There was a long pause, Law’s eyebrow twitched.
“I removed it by taking your blood and hooking you up with more when I was finished!” the man shouted.
Law closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. Why hadn’t he though to bleed it out of him? That was so simple, he could’ve managed it just fine.
“Of course, with the Sea Stone in my veins, removing it with the blood is genius.” He said to himself, frowning.
There was a laugh from the King of the Pirates, but not the one Law knew, a “shishishi” missing from his ears. “What’s your name, stranger?”
“Trafalgar Law.” Law introduced. “Was there someone else with me?”
“You fell from the sky with another man, but he was blown away,” Rayleigh said, crossing his arms and watching him intently.
Law frowned, clicking his tongue, “I see.” And then he turned to look at the Pirate King, “You’re dying, aren’t you?”
Law didn’t even flinch at the weapons suddenly aimed at him. Roger frowned; all friendliness gone.
“I can cure you,” Law said simply.
“It’s incurable,” Roger said, scowling, and his blade bit into Law’s neck just a bit more. Law felt the skin tear, blood dribbling out of the wound.
Law smirked slowly, “I’ve cured the incurable before,” he said, “I doubt you’ve heard of the White Lead disease?”
“What is it–”
“White Lead?!” the flower guy interrupted; eyes wide. “That illness isn’t seen often but it is incurable, anyone who has it dies!”
Law stared at him intently, “In most cases, you’re right. But you’re looking at a survivor of White Lead.”
Cue a jaw-drop.
“What’s White Lead, Crocus?” Rayleigh demanded.
A long pause and a scowl from Rayleigh.
“White Lead is a poisoning that is home to Flevance, it’s not common, but those who get it die from it. It’s…a painful way to die.” The doctor trailed off. “How did you survive it?”
Law tilted his head down slightly, grinning, “I cut it out using this,” he lifted his hand, making a show that he wasn’t going to attack anyone, and called a Room to existence. “Room.”
“A blue dome? How unflashy,” A kid with a blue nose – who Law recognized as Buggy – said dryly.
Law then proceeded to rip his own heart out.
Cue more shock, and jaws dropping.
His heartbeat in his palm, slowly, steadily, and Law looked back up. “I ate a Devil Fruit, you’ve no doubt deduced, in the hands of a doctor it can cure just about anything.”
“And you’re a doctor,” Rayleigh finished.
“Yes,” Law said anyways, “I’ll cure you,”
“And what do you want in return if you do?” Roger asked, frowning seriously.
“You lot tell me all you know about time travel,” Law said, “And help me find Monkey D. Luffy.”
Chapter 2
Summary:
“MY GRANDSON’S A PIRATE TOO!?”
“HA! TAKE THAT SENGOKU!”
Notes:
I'm back at it again XD Thank you so much for all the support! I really appreciate it :D
So, for those of you wondering, I have yet to reach the arc where it shows like all of Roger's crew and whatnot, I only know what a friend has spoiled for me and what I unintentionally spoiled for myself, so I'm placing this fic before the crew makes it into the New World - they're heading to Sabaody at the moment - so it saves me a bit of awkwardly looking things up lol
Enjoy!!
T/W: there is a brief part that implies (thoughts of) suicide, but I don't go into it with details.
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“So, time travel?” Rosinante asked, “It’s real?”
“I guess,” Luffy, who was actually Garp’s biological grandson, said as he stuffed his face. “So, you guys haven’t seen Law?”
“That’s the fifth time you’ve mentioned him,” Sengoku sighed, “Who is he?”
“He’s my nakama!” Luffy said all smiles before he frowned, “He’s…sick. I don’t like being away from him.”
Sengoku frowned, feeling for the kid across from him. His wife had fallen ill years ago and Sengoku remembered how terrified he had been when he thought about her dying. “I’ll send in a report to search for him, what’s his full name and appearance?”
“Oh, I have his bounty!” Luffy said cheerfully.
“Bounty?” Garp sputtered, “He isn’t a marine?”
“No, why would he be?” Luffy asked, tilting his head to the side.
“Because you’re a marine!” Garp shouted.
“Eh? I’m not a marine!” Luffy puffed up, looking offended and angry, “The marines killed all my friends! I’ll never be one!”
Sengoku watched the scene before him silently, taking in the way the kid held himself and remembering how he had apparently arrived – soaked in Conquerors Haki.
“Are you a pirate?” Sengoku cut in.
Luffy looked over at him from where his body was literally wrapped around a fuming Garp. “I’m the King of the Pirates.” He agreed.
Sengoku pinched at his nose. It’s not like he could turn the kid in, he’s literally not even born yet, but he couldn’t exactly let him run off and be a pirate again…he didn’t even act like one!
“No grandson of mine will be a pirate, I’ll make you a fine marine this time around!” Garp bellowed, his fist connecting with a straw hat, “Fist of Love!”
“Oww! Gramps! Stop hitting me!” Luffy yelled, holding his head.
“Garp, please stop,” Sengoku sighed deeply, ripping open a new packet of rice crackers. “Luffy, tell me something.”
“Uh-huh,” Luffy gave him his whole attention.
“Are we looking for a man who will end up causing havoc around the world?” Sengoku asked, staring at the young man intently.
Luffy stared at him, a considering look on his face, “Torao…doesn’t have much time left, Goat-Man.”
“Sengoku,” Sengoku corrected before his mind caught up. He paused, staring at the kid in surprise, “What?”
“The marines injected Sea Stone into him, he’s been dying for months now.” Luffy said bitterly, “And when he dies, I’m gonna to.”
Oh…
“Give me the kid’s bounty,” Sengoku said, “I’ll find him for you.”
Luffy rustled through his open vest for a moment before pulling two folded bounties out and handing them to him.
“FOUR BILLION!?” Sengoku yelped, looking up at the time traveler in front of him, “Law is worth four billion belli?!”
“Shishishi! Yeah! The Navy really wants us dead!” Luffy chirped, pride in his voice.
Sengoku almost didn’t want to look at the other bounty.
His soul left his body.
“YOU’RE WORTH FIVE AND A HALF BILLION?!”
“THAT’S MY GRANDSON! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“DON’T ENCURAGE HIM GARP, THIS IS YOUR FAULT! DAMN MONKY FAMILY!”
“Really?” Rosinante looked at the smiling bounty to the real man.
“Yeah,” Luffy squinted at him, “Are you related to Mingo?”
Rosinante’s back straightened, eyes widening in surprise. “Do you mean Doflamingo?” he asked hesitantly.
“Yeah, I kicked his ass,” Luffy said, picking at his nose, “Torao became a pirate so he could get revenge, Mingo killed his dad.”
“Oh, I – I’m sorry for that,” Rosinante grit his teeth, his fingers closing into a fist. He knew his brother was capable of killing but to hear the lengths one of his victims went just to get revenge…
“Are you his brother?” Luffy asked again.
“Unfortunately,” Rosinante spat.
“Oh, so you’re Torao’s dad!” Luffy gave out a laugh.
A long pause enveloped the group.
“WHAT!?”
“MY GRANDSON’S A PIRATE TOO!?”
“HA! TAKE THAT SENGOKU!”
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“Monkey D. Luffy?” Gaban repeated, “Is he related to Monkey D. Garp?”
“Yeah, Garp is Luffy’s grandfather.” Law said.
“Garp has grandkids?!” Roger yelped.
“Are we going to be looking for a marine?” Gaban asked firmly, folding his arms, “Are you a marine?”
Law raised an eyebrow, “I’m a pirate.” He said dryly, “And Luffy-ya is a pirate too.”
“But his grandfather is Garp?” Roger stressed, “Are we not going to talk about that!?”
“Listen,” Law snapped, “My name is Trafalgar D. Water Law, I used to be a Yonko of the sea. Monkey D. Luffy is the second Pirate King, his predecessor being you, Gol D. Roger. The two of us were thrown to the past and if I know that idiot, he’s going to probably get himself killed! So can we please get on with our deal so I can find him!”
The deck stared at him, silent for a long moment.
“Did you say you were sent to the past?”
“What do you mean Pirate King?”
“Your scrawny ass was a Yonko?”
“You’re a D?”
“I’m a Pirate King?”
Law’s eyebrow twitched.
“Okay, calm down!” Rayleigh ordered, folding his arms, “Let the kid explain himself.”
Law sighed deeply, “Gol D. Roger, the only person to ever conquer the Grand Line, has been dead for twenty-five years, give or take, and with his death, he started the Pirate Era. I along with many others became pirates searching for the One Piece, your legendary treasure.” He gave them all a bland look, “Monkey D. Luffy was the only other man to do what Roger has, and he’s been named the Second Pirate King. After the announcement was made, the Navy went crazy trying to take down every pirate, especially those that were his allies, and now everyone, even the Yonko, are either dead or scattered or their crew is no more.”
“So you’re telling us that I conquer the Grand Line?” Roger asked, grin on his lips.
Law gave him a judging look. “That’s all you got from that?”
Roger laughed, grinning like a fool. Law looked away, seeing another wide grin in its place, a grin that’s been missing from a certain D’s face recently. Law readjusted his hat, sighing to himself.
“I agree to your terms, Trafalgar D. Water Law!” Roger declared, offering his hand in a shake.
Law blinked, placing his heart in his other hand to grasp the pirate’s hand.
“How do we know he’s not gonna try to kill ya, Captain?” Buggy asked, staring at Law doubtfully.
Law looked over to Rayleigh before offering his heart, a bad habit he has yet to break, he knows. “If you think I’m going to try anything.”
Rayleigh looked a little intrigued as he took the beating organ and nodded his head.
“I need my sword,” Law said, looking at the man who was holding it expectantly. After a glance, Kikoku was reunited with him, and the former Yonko held it tightly. Law turned away, raising his hand to call a Room with a piercing pain flashed through his body and he couldn’t quite cut off the yell until it was out of his lips, hands flying to his chest.
“What the hell!?” He barked.
Rayleigh gave him a lazy grin, “Wanted to make sure it worked.
Law scowled at him, “Do it again and I’ll take your arm.”
Rayleigh nodded at him with a snort, “Okay, continue Doctor.”
Law sighed, lifting his hand again. “Room.”
The blue dome rose around him, and he purposefully kept it smaller so it wouldn’t take a lot of energy. He was still recovering it, unfortunately. He waved for the future Pirate King to step forward and Roger grinned as he entered Law’s domain.
“Scan.” He muttered as he stared at the captain.
Law grimaced when he saw the twisting and the deterioration of the man’s nerves and immune system. It would be an easy fix, but first he needed to really see what the illness was. His eyes dragged down the captain’s body, his limbs were written off as the main source of this illness, but when Law’s eyes landed on his chest, more specifically his lungs, he paused.
Law smirked, such an easy fix for someone like him. His hand fell to the hilt of his sword, and he slid the blade from her sheath slowly, his mind calculating. The best way to do this was to cut the lungs in half and take the illness out, and then he’d have to mend nerves and flush the man’s system clean of his sickness.
He had done something similar with Luffy, after Marineford. He remembered cutting into the teen’s torso only to find that his lungs were quite literally inflamed with poison, which hadn’t helped his condition any. By the time Law was sewing him shut, he had cut more poison out of Luffy than he ever thought was possible for one patient to live with.
“What are you doing?” Rayleigh demanded, a light pressure on Law’s heart in warning.
“I’m going to cut his illness out of him,” Law said blandly, still looking for the best area to split the man in two, “It’s the easiest way to cure him.”
And then, before anyone could question him, Law brought his sword up, pointed it at the frowning captain, and slashed the air.
“What the hell was that supposed to – Gah! Captain!” Buggy screeched, jaw falling flat when Roger was cut in two and started laughing.
“This is probably going to feel weird,” Law smirked as he used Tact to float the captain up, “I’m going to dig into your lung for a sec,”
“Ha?” Roger stared at him in surprise.
“Don’t worry, I’m a doctor.”
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“You cannot go around calling yourself a pirate, do you understand?” Rice-Cracker man, Sengoku, told him sternly.
Luffy rolled his eyes, he kind of gathered that already. “Yeah, I got it, shishi!”
“Good,” Sengoku said, sighing as he looked up, “We’ll start heading east, that’s where Rosinante said you came flying in from.”
“Okay,” Luffy looked out at sea, frowning.
He wanted to find Law as soon as he could. He vaguely remembered seeing a ship near where they fell from, and he hoped that Law landed there or a random island instead of the ocean. Even if Law was dying, Luffy didn’t want to lose him so soon.
Luffy didn’t want to lose him at all, but he knew he would one day.
“If you conquered the Grand Line,” the marine-in-training who was also Law’s precious Cora-san, Rosinante, started whilst staring at him, “you must be very strong, Luffy-san.”
Luffy grinned at him, “Yeah! I’m one of the strongest! And just call me Luffy, shishishi!”
“Of course my Grandon is strong, even if he’s a pirate!” Gramps bellowed, grinning at him. “Dragon raised him and he’s not anything to scoff at!”
“Eh, you mean my dad?” Luffy tilted his head to the side, “He didn’t raise me.”
“Eh?” Gramps faltered, frowning, “Why not? Who did?”
“Dragon was running a revolution against the World Government,” Luffy picked at his nose, “You left me at Dadan’s place after I ran into Shanks! That’s where I met my brothers Ace and Sabo!”
Ace, Sabo…
Luffy could give them a better life now, couldn’t he?
(But, a part of his mind whispered, what’s the point? Law won’t live that long; you won’t be there to see it.)
Luffy looked out towards the sea. Does this mean he won’t be born again? Or would there be another him running around; he wouldn’t let the twerp be the Pirate King! That was his title!
But…he probably won’t be there to stop the kid.
“How strong are you, Luffy-san?” Rosinante asked him, and Luffy’s pretty sure the guy was way younger than him but he was so tall!
“Shishishi! I can beat up Navy Admirals!” he answered because that was probably the best way to explain his strength without having to show it.
“No way!” cue the teen to trip over nothing.
Luffy laughed loudly as he looked down at the kid, grinning, “Are you okay, Cora-san?”
“Why do you call me that…” Rosinante asked with a frown.
“That’s what Torao calls you,” Luffy answered, plopping down next to the younger version of Law’s dad.
Rosinante looked thoughtful, looking up at Luffy and seemingly content with laying on the deck of their ship. There was no one around, not counting Garp and Sengoku, just the open sky, the salty breeze, the ocean rocking the ship. Luffy closed his eyes, and he could almost feel Law by his side, could almost feel his calloused hand running along Luffy’s neck like he always had before he got too tired to, could almost hear his soft chuckles, feel those rare smiles.
Luffy missed Law.
“Can you tell me about him?” Rosinante asked, fumbling with his fingers, “Law, I mean.”
The other two marines not so subtly perked up at that.
Luffy smiled, not the widest grin, but fond as he looked out at the sea. “Well, when I first met Torao, he was taking a marine’s head off his shoulders, shishishi! And then he saved my life, he’s a doctor, one of the best! We made a pirate alliance two years after that and went to go kick Mingo’s ass!” Luffy looked down at the marine trainee, and grinned.
“Torao has this stupid sense of humor that’s really creepy, and he smirks al~l the time, but his smiles are really pretty! And his eyes are pretty too! Oh, and he hates bread, so he always gives his portion to me, and he always tries to make plans but I never follow them, shishishi, Torao’s super great!” Luffy leaned towards the boy, “Thank you for saving him!”
“You seem to like think rather highly of my grandson” Sengoku commented.
“Of course, I do! Torao’s my special person, I love him!”
“…huh?”
“SENGOKU OUR GRANDSONS ARE DATING! WELCOME TO THE FAMILY BWHAHAHAHA!”
“LET GO OF ME, GARP!”
Luffy laughed happily as he watched the scene before him, and he looked towards the sea once more.
I’m coming, Law.
Chapter 3
Summary:
(Didn’t he have the right to be biased?
Law was dying and Luffy wasn’t there.)
Notes:
This chapter is a bit shorter than I'd like, but I didn't really know how to add more to it lol
So, this chapter shows more of Luffy's thoughts, and they're all kind of jumbled and dark and all over the place because he's really not in a good place right now, but I tried to keep them like contained-ish? If that makes sense XD We also get some look at the past, such as Shanks' and Luffy's (past) relationship!
Enjoy!!
P.S. Sorry for the cliffhanger lmao-
Chapter Text
“We haven’t found anything about Luffy,” Rayleigh commented at dinner, two weeks after Law cured Roger of his illness.
Law was getting less and less hopeful as each day passed. Luffy could’ve been sent anywhere, and who knows how he was handling this. Law remembered the day Luffy woke up after the long ass surgery Law did on him. The hatted teen had way too much strength and energy for someone who had been knocked out with the good shit and very injured. If not for Jimbe reminding Luffy that he had others waiting for him, Luffy would’ve ended up tearing his stitches more than he already had, wouldn’t have accepted treatment, and would’ve bled out.
Luffy didn’t have anyone left, not counting Law.
Law who wasn’t by his side and had been dying two weeks ago.
Law nodded his head at the First Mate, poking at his meal with a frown. Unconsciously, his eyes moved to the red-haired apprentice that was in the middle of an eating contest with Buggy, shoving and pushing at one another. The sight was too familiar, especially with that hat.
“You’ve been looking at Shanks a lot, did ya know him before?” Roger observed, tilting his head.
“Yeah, he was a Yonko.” Law said.
Said Shanks looked up in surprise, “I was?”
“Yeah, had a high bounty too,” Law murmured, “I didn’t know him well, only met him about three times, but Luffy did.”
“What do you mean Shanks died? He can’t – Shanks can’t die!” Luffy yelled, shaking his head wildly, his hat falling off of unruly strands of black, falling onto his back.
“I’m so sorry Luffy,” Nami whispered, clinging to the newspaper in her hands.
“Shanks – Shanks, he can’t–” Luffy’s eyes overflowed with tears, and he choked, and Law took a step forward without any thought. Luffy turned into him, wailing, “Dad can’t die! I want my dad! WHERE IS HE!?”
“He did?” Shanks leaned forward, “How’d we meet? In a fight?” he asked, sparkles in his eyes.
“No, Luffy met Shanks when he was young,” Law answered, “Shanks left him his straw-hat, and made Luffy want to be a pirate.”
Shanks’ eyes widened, much like everyone else’s, and he reached up to hold his hat. “Why would I give my hat to him?”
“You know, Law, that hat was my most treasured possession,” Shanks said one night. The three crews had run into each other at the island; Luffy and Shanks had wanted to spend their time together and everyone wanted to be in higher spirits, so they hadn’t argued to a little banquet.
“Was?” Law asked as he watched Luffy smile at whatever Benn Beckman said.
“Yeah, was,” Shanks said, “That kid right there is my most treasured, thank you for taking care of him.”
Law shrugged his shoulders, “He’s too stubborn for me to leave.” He said, half a joke.
Shanks grinned, “That’s my son for you,”
Law smiled wistfully, tugging the bill of his hat slightly, missing the surprised looks that a majority of the crew exchanged. “Shanks and Luffy had a special bond, they were father and son in everything but blood.”
“Whaaat!?” Shanks gasped in surprise, “He’s my son?!”
“Kind of,” Law agreed.
“Tell me about him!” Shanks requested.
And so, Law spoke. Told them of a stubborn man who was strong in more than just strength. Told them of an amazing friend and even better a pirate, a man who risked his life for those he held dear and always loved a decent, fair fight.
And he fell asleep that night with dreams of sunny smiles and a terrible but lovable nickname.
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“You seem to be gaining some weight,”
“That’s what happens when you eat the correct diet after being malnourished.” Law said dryly.
Roger gave him a dry look, and Law looked back out towards the sea. Him and Luffy used to watch the sea at nights when they were able to. Law found it soothing, and he could almost imagine Luffy by his side, a safe presence by his side. Unfortunately, Luffy wasn’t by his side this time, but Roger.
“We’re going to be stopping by Sabaody soon,” Roger said, leaning back against the railing with a grin.
“I see,” Law said. He didn’t exactly have fond memories around this area, and he’s sure his thoughts showed on his face judging by how Roger looked at him curiously. “Luffy destroyed a portion of Marie Geoise, I don’t particularly care for a place that has Celestials, especially not after that.” he explained, knowing that Roger and Luffy were similar in their stubbornness and the jab on his shoulder wouldn’t stop until he answered.
“He destroyed it?” Roger let out a laugh, “I can’t wait to meet this kid!”
Law couldn’t wait to see him again, so he simply dipped his head in agreement.
“He’s more than just a ally, right?” Roger asked, giving him a knowing smile.
Law looked at the man from the side of his eye, and nodded, “Yeah,” he agreed.
Roger grinned, “We’ll find him, don’t you worry, my boy!”
“I’m twenty-seven,” Law said, raising an eyebrow.
“And I’m in my fifties!” Roger laughed.
Law shook his head, reluctantly fond of the annoying captain, and looked towards the approaching ‘island’. Sabaody hadn’t really changed, even so many years in the past, and Law couldn’t help but feel that strangely comforting. Like there was still a piece of his past still with him even if Luffy wasn’t.
“Listen, if there’s a Celestial Dragon around, forget your pride and bow to the fuckers, got it?” Law asked, pointing at the crew, most specifically Roger and the two apprentices. “Luffy beat the hell out of a group of Celestials and an Admiral destroyed the place. Let’s not do that this time.”
Rayleigh shook his head, “Somehow I’m not surprised.”
Law smirked, “It was a real pain,” he agreed.
Both of them turned and gave Roger a stern look. “Don’t go starting fights,” Rayleigh ordered.
Roger pouted.
“Okay, let’s go already!” Shanks said, bouncing in place, “I can’t wait to go on the Ferris Wheel!”
“Law, stick with the kiddies.” Rayleigh said, grinning teasingly.
Law blinked at them, raising an eyebrow, but he didn’t refute. If Luffy did manage to get to Sabaody, he’d be in the tourist section, most likely. There was more food there, from what Law gathered.
“Let’s get ice cream first,” Law decided, walking past the two kids without waiting for their response.
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“I can’t wait to get onto Sabaody!” Luffy said, throwing his arms into the air, “Torao’s totally got to be here!”
“How are you so sure?” Sengoku raised an eyebrow.
“Well, Sabaody has really good snacks!” Luffy said, “So Torao will go there, it’s a obvious meeting spot!”
(Luffy didn’t want to think about what would happen should Law not be there. He had to hope.
He had to hope and pretend to be fine until then.)
“You certainly are Garp’s grandson.” Sengoku sighed, munching on a rice cracker.
Luffy beamed despite the way his stomach sank before he bounded his way onto the railing.
(Garp had sided with the Navy as they went to kill his grandson, Luffy’s precious older brother. A part of him never really forgave him for that. Even now, Luffy probably never would. The thought of being similar to him left a pit in Luffy’s stomach because Luffy would never stand by as his precious people were going to die. He’s always done what he could to save those he loved but the Navy – the fucking Navy killed them all anyways.
He was so very weak.)
Luffy stretched his senses out, closing his eyes to focus. He could feel the ocean, the power in each push and pull. He could feel the way people bustled around Sabaody, laughing and happy. He could feel Rayleigh, younger and stronger, and Luffy paused.
(Rayleigh who had been killed.)
“Is Roger alive?” he asked, twisting his head back to stare at the marines on the ship. He saw their shocked stares and realized he hadn’t exactly showed off his rubber body recently.
“Yes,” Sengoku answered slowly, looking intrigued.
“Oh, well he’s here.” Luffy said, frowning thoughtfully at the thought of meeting his technical predecessor, “Rayleigh’s on a ship, so I’m guessing that’s Roger’s ship.”
Garp paused, and then grinned, cracking his knuckles. “Do you think I can squeeze a fight in?”
“No,” Sengoku said, “We need to find Law first.”
“You just want to meet your grandson.” Garp accused.
“Well you’ve already met yours.” Sengoku griped.
“I’d like to meet Law too.” Rosinante said, smiling.
“Biased!” Garp shouted before Luffy could agree, nearly pouting. “You all are biased!”
(Didn’t he have the right to be biased?
Law was dying and Luffy wasn’t there.)
Luffy went to respond before a familiar presence washed over his senses, cool and collected like always, alive, and he felt his grip on the railing tighten until the wood cracked under his palms. “Law, I can feel him.”
“Where is he?” Rosinante tripped slightly as he moved over to Luffy, beaming.
Luffy didn’t say a word, simply stretching his arms back and throwing them forward. He grabbed onto a tree, made sure his grip was tight and launched himself forward.
“LUFFY!”
Luffy ignored the shouts, landing harshly onto the grassy land, and started running. Steam rose off his skin as he sped up, Gear Second activating instinctively. He didn’t know how long he ran, how many people he pushed through, but he ended up at a grove where a large ship sat.
Where Law was rushing to the railings, staring at him with wide eyes.
“Luffy-ya!”
“Law!”
Chapter 4
Summary:
"You’re going to live,” he said, voice a breath yet so thick with emotion.
And Law smiled.
Notes:
WELCOME BACK!!
Thank you for all of your support! I'm glad you all are liking this!!Enjoy!!
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Chapter Text
Law turned sharply, uncaring that he was interrupting whatever the crew was currently talking about, and felt the breath leave his lungs.
Luffy was here. Law could sense him.
The tankard in his hand fell, clattering to the floor, the booze spilling along the deck but he didn’t care. Law rushed to the railings just as Luffy appeared throughout the tree line, and he smiled, truly smiled, for the first time in months.
“Luffy-ya!” He shouted, and Luffy looked up at him, visibly out of breath.
“Law!” the relief in that shout made his heart ache.
Law moved to create a Room, but it seemed Luffy was faster. His arms stretched out towards Law, grabbing onto the railing, and he was flying towards the Oro Jackson in a blur. Law grunted when a body impacted his, arms and legs wrapping around his neck and weight on his shoulders, his face smashed into Luffy’s stomach, and he tipped back slightly before regaining his balance, his hand grabbing onto the railing to steady himself
“Torao! Torao, I was so worried!” Luffy quite literally cried, and Law groped at his shirt, pulling the Pirate King back just enough for him to take a lungful of air.
“Luffy-ya,” he said, grinning despite himself, “I’m cured.”
“…What?” Luffy asked, staring down at him in absolute shock.
“I’m not dying anymore, Luffy-ya,” Law repeated, and Luffy’s eyes flooded with more tears.
Law yelped slightly when Luffy dropped from his shoulders, his strong arms wrapping around Law’s center, and he was spun around. “Torao! This is great! You’re going to live!”
Law couldn’t find it in himself to complain about being spun around, simply wrapping his arms around Luffy’s shoulders and laughing. “I know, Luffy-ya,”
“Law,” Luffy stared up at him, his spinning ceasing, and Law flinched at the grief and pure hope and relief in those honey brown eyes. “You’re going to live,” he said, voice a breath yet so thick with emotion.
And Law smiled despite how his heart throbbed.
He can’t imagine what Luffy was even thinking these past weeks.
(Law could guess, but he’d rather not think about it.)
“Let me down, Luffy-ya.” Law said, but he was rather content in Luffy’s arms, despite how awkward it was with his feet just barely reaching the deck.
“No!” Luffy, ever the stubborn fool, “You’re going to live, Law!”
“I know that, let me down!” Law could’ve easily gotten himself out of this situation with his Devil Fruit, they both knew.
He didn’t really want to get out of this situation, though.
“Shishishishi!” Luffy finally let Law’s feet hit the floor, staring up at him with his beaming smile, his smile real. A real smile that’s been missing, faked for so long now… “Torao! Marry me!”
“Yes,” Law shook his head with a smile and fondly added, “Only because I know you won’t give up, stubborn man,”
Luffy smiled widely, “Shishishi!”
Law leaned down at the same time Luffy leaned up, and their lips met.
And their worries melted away.
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Shanks blinked at the sight before him, watching until Roger awkwardly covered his eyes. Seriously, he could fight in battles but watching two lovers kiss was where the line was drawn? He was just curious about Luffy anyways and see how different Law looked at the moment – minus the kissing. He seemed happier, even let Luffy twirl him around like a rag doll! He literally cut off Rayleigh’s arm two days after he cured Roger when the first mate tired to pick him up and the crew had learned that his threats about decapitation were quite serious but laughed anyways.
Shanks peeked from behind Captain’s hand, blinking in surprise when he saw Law stumble back towards the railing with his hand tangled into dark hair, the other clinging to the shorter man’s waist and looking much more passionate than they had a second ago. Rayleigh cleared his throat loudly, and Law flipped him off, still kissing the shorter man, earning a snort from Roger.
“LUFFY! YOU GET BACK HERE RIGHT THIS INSTANT!” An unfortunately familiar voice bellowed as the Marine Vice Admiral Monkey D. Garp made his way though the trees.
“I FOUND TORAO GRAMPS!” Luffy shouted, and Law visibly winced at the noise.
“GOOD NOW I CAN MAKE YOU TWO INTO FINE MARINES!”
Shanks felt the air thicken around the supposed Pirate King, and he knew the others did too, judging by the way his nakama shifted closer to one another. Law also moved, eyes narrowing under the shadow his hat created, hand grasping his sword.
“I will never be a marine.” Luffy said darkly, voice soft and heard by those on the deck clearly.
There was a darkness in his eyes, the way his posture stiffened, how his face twisted. And then there was Law, who was frowning, head tipped, the shadow of his hat covering his expression and they looked dangerous.
Shanks assumed it was a sore subject, and he couldn’t help but stare at the scene these two made. He was reminded that Law used to be a Yonko – was still strong enough to be one – and that Luffy was the Pirate King – someone who continued Captain’s legacy, who had to be strong just like he was.
“Garp, shut the hell up!” Sengoku the Buddha yelled sharply as he followed after the D. “Where’s my grandson!?”
“Grandson?” Law asked, eyebrows furrowed.
“That’s you silly, shishi!” Luffy beamed, emotions switching so swiftly Shanks almost felt whiplash, and Law’s eyes widened.
The crew’s eyes widened. Was the man who became a fucking Yonko related to Sengoku the fucking Buddha?!
“No,” He said, “I’m not related to Sengoku.”
“But your dad is!” Luffy chirped.
Law paled, “No way.”
“Yeah, I landed next to Cora-san and he called my Gramps.” Luffy said, looking worried as he gazed up at Law, “I told him all about you! Cora-san’s super excited to meet you!”
Law gaped, looking down at the two running marines. The Roger Pirates didn’t know if they should let the two marines board or not and watched in shock as Garp launched himself onto the boat to smack Luffy across his skull.
“FIST OF LOVE!”
“OWW! SHITTY GRAMPS!” Luffy yelped, “STOP HITTING ME! I’M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS!”
“TRY IT, BRAT!”
“Stop behaving like children!” Sengoku ordered, “And get down here, you three!”
Law shifted, Luffy stuck his tongue out and Garp huffed until he reluctantly moved off the ship. Law moved his hand up, rubbing the very obvious bump on Luffy hand, soothing his hand over it, and Luffy leaned into him. It was kind of sweet, Shanks decided as he watched Luffy wrap his arm around Law’s hips, his other wrapping several times (which what the fuck) around the railing before jumping off.
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“Cora-san,” Law whispered the moment he laid eyes on Rosinante, and he didn’t know what to think.
Rosinante, the one Law knew, died for him. Rosinante, the one he was today, hadn’t. But he’s heard so many stories from Luffy, many that warmed his heart and made him feel loved despite the blood in is veins and Rosinante wanted to be the Cora-san Law knew and loved but–
But Rosinante was Rosinante, not Cora-san.
And Rosinante was scared that this man he never met, his son that he never met wouldn’t like that.
“Uh, hello,” Rosinante said nervously, “It’s very nice to meet you!”
Law stared at him for a long moment, golden eyes wide and lips parted. Rosinante saw Luffy shift closer, holding onto the taller of the two’s hand, his grin softer than the marine-in-training has ever seen it in their few weeks together. He looked happy, completely overjoyed, but so relieved and Rosinante almost felt his knees weak for him. He can’t ever imagine what it must feel like to know that someone you love is dying only for him to get cured while you were forced apart.
He was very happy for them.
“Yeah,” Law said, and he looked to be working at a swallow, “I – I’m very…I’m very relieved.” He said softly, voice almost a whisper.
Rosinante shifted, biting at his lip, and then he looked at the man again. “Can I hug you?” he blurted out, and his face flamed red with embarrassment because that was possibly the worst thing to say at the moment.
But Law looked so relieved, face breaking in a way that seemed rare for the man, and he nodded jerkily, shoving his sword into Luffy. Rosinante wrapped his arms around the slightly taller man, emotions and mind whirling, and Law hugged him like Rosinante was going to disappear. The marine-in-training didn’t say a word when he felt the fabric of his shirt dampen, it wasn’t like he could judge, he himself shedding a few tears because–
Because it felt right.
And he didn’t know if he wanted to let Law go, because he felt like family.
And he hasn’t met anyone who was family in a long, long time.
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Luffy wasn’t really sure how long Law and his mini dad were going to have their moment, but he’d be dammed if he let it end before they were ready. Letting them have their little moment while occupying the two marines and pirate crew’s attention shouldn’t be that hard, right? After one last look, Luffy bounced his way back to where the pirates and the marines were currently glaring at one another.
“Shishishishi~! I haven’t been to Sabaody in for~ev~er! I almost forgot about all the–” Luffy froze when his eyes landed on Shanks, who looked ready to either fight or flea with the two marines shifting, obviously contemplating if they should fight or not. “Shanks…”
Wow, he never thought he’d be the older of the two like ever. Luffy remembered when the news came in that Shanks died protecting his crew – the crew that laid low and never made a counterattack under Shanks’ last order as their Chief. Benn had brought Luffy Shanks’ sash before he went underground, and Luffy hadn’t taken the thing off since.
His hand fell to said cloth wrapped around his mid-section, and he felt his breath catch.
Luffy could save them all now, couldn’t he? Ace could grow up knowing for certain he was loved. Sabo wouldn’t have to grow up noble and hating himself for it. Brook wouldn’t have to spend all those years alone, Franky wouldn’t have to watch his father-figure die, Robin wouldn’t have to watch her island burn and grow up on the run, Law’s home island didn’t have to fall, Nami wouldn’t have to grow up fearing Arlong–
Luffy wasn’t a hero. But for his nakama, he’d be anything he needed to be to save them.
But right now?
Right now, Luffy simply had to keep the attention off of Law and his father because that’s what Law needed.
“Hey, hey! You have my hat, shishishi!” Luffy said, pointing at the teenager, forcing himself to stay happy, because that’s what he needed.
“It’s my hat!” Shanks responded, holding onto the hat with a possessive hold.
Luffy knew that hold well, he did it to his own hat all the time. Luffy grinned widely, taking in Shanks as a kid with a studying eye before he turned to his grandfather.
“Do ya have to fight now? They saved Torao.” he said, frowning harshly at the taller.
Garp squinted at him, and Sengoku sighed softly.
“I still have no idea how I let you become a pirate. I’m a marine!” Garp bellowed.
“Well, it’s not like you raised me!” Luffy shouted back before he could think (Seas, he thought now. He missed not having to.) “You left me with Bandits you blackmailed! It’s only because of Ace that I even lived, and you let the marines execute him! He was my brother!”
Garp’s eyes widened and Luffy shook his head – shook off the memories with a scowl. “Goat-Man! If you’re going to attack this crew, I’m gonna kick both of your asses, you hear me!?”
“We aren’t going to attack them,” Sengoku said firmly after a moment, “We’re on vacation and they did save my grandson, so I suppose we can let that be for now.”
Luffy searched him for any lies, he found none so he nodded. “Hey Ray-san! You look super weird all young, shishishi! Bet you’re stronger now, though! I wonder if you can still beat me!” He laughed lightly at the man who was but wasn’t his old teacher.
Rayleigh blinked at him in obvious confusion. “You must be Luffy,”
Luffy, a part of him, cracked at the reminder that these people didn’t know him. Not like he knew them.
(But they had died long ago, so did he really know them?)
“Yep, shishi! OH! Crocus! I forgot you were part of Roger’s crew!” Luffy said in surprise, and then he realized he was staring at the former Pirate King. Ace’s father. He paused, looking over to the very tall man, and met his eyes.
Ace hated himself because of this man, but Roger wasn’t a bad person. Luffy knew firsthand how the Navy wrote lies, but he didn’t exactly know how to feel about him.
But…But Luffy could see him in Roger. In the way he held himself, shoulders squared and ready for a fight but carefree anyways. Roger had Ace’s coloring, had his confused expression, he had…
“You have silver eyes,” Luffy said. Ace had silver eyes, and then he inhaled deeply because he was looking at Ace’s father.
“Is that a bad thing?” Roger asked him, eyes searching.
Luffy shook his head, planting his straw-hat atop his head and he smiled to himself. “My brother had silver eyes,” he said. And then he grinned, “It’s weird, you look a lot like Ace, but he always said he looked like his mom!”
Roger’s face fell flat, his mind obviously whirling before his jaw dropped.
Luffy’s grin grew, “Ace did that too whenever I shocked him!”
Ace who died in his arms, saving him.
Saving a man who was worthless–
Luffy grabbed his chest, face twisting. Why would Ace do that? Why would he give his own damn life for Luffy? Why didn’t Gramps stop the execution? Why didn’t he help them escape or stop Akainu?
Why wasn’t Luffy strong enough to save him?
Why was Luffy always too weak to save those who truly mattered to him?
Why did Ace have to die? Why did he have to give up his life so Luffy could live? Why did he have to say those last words, Luffy’s heard them every minute since.
Thank you for loving me!
Why, why, why, why–
“Luffy-ya,” Law’s hand planted onto his shoulder and Luffy jolted, looking up at Law, who’s eyes were a tad red. “Stop doing that, how many times have I told you not to scratch your scar?”
“A lot!” Luffy said, forcefully cheery, “But it itches, Torao!”
“I spent fifteen hours digging in your chest, I don’t give a damn if it itches if you’re alive,” Law said, glaring at him, but Luffy knew that he was concerned. “Your body truly is fascinating, anyone else would have died with that much poison in their system. I had to drain your lungs for thirty minutes…”
Law always was concerned when Luffy thought back to that day, though he showed it weirdly. And he had weird ways of taking Luffy’s mind off of it.
“Shishishishi~! Torao, I like it when you get all creepy!” Luffy grinned, “But not at me! Do it at someone else!”
Law shook his head, lips twitching up in amusement, but his worry didn’t lessen.
“Wait, Ace,” Roger said, visibly trying to find his words, “Ace is my…son?”
“Yeah,” Luffy paused, “Wait, is he?” he turned to Law.
“Why are you looking at me, he’s your brother,” Law said simply, taking his sword back and placing it onto his shoulder.
(Just a few weeks ago, he hadn’t been able to even pick the damn thing up.)
“Well, Roger is Ace’s dad, but he doesn’t think of him as his dad,” Luffy placed a hand on his chin, “He looked so happy when he told me the old man was his dad.”
Law nodded, and turned to Roger, “Biologically, you are Ace’s father.”
Roger looked like he had gotten the worse and best news of his life.
“I have a son,” he said in awe, “Rayleigh, I have a son!”
A son who died because his father was you, Luffy thought bitterly.
He just tangled his fingers into Law’s, grinned, and pretended like everything was fine.
Because he had to be fine.
Notes:
Because we can't have a fic without Ace angst, I'm still not over his death--
Up Next: Law does something about Luffy's coping mechanism, Rosinante thinks about the Marines and Pirates!
Chapter 5
Summary:
“I am strong.” Luffy said, eyes alight.
“I don’t want you to be.” Law said gently.
Notes:
Law and Luffy are a bit OOC for a part of this chapter, but I think that it's okay given the contexts lol
So I already have their crew all planned out, and I think that you all will be surprised as to whom will be added to it :D
Enjoy!!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Shanks swallowed as he looked at the tall teenager that Luffy had dragged into a drinking contest. Judging by how the blond reacted to the first sip – nose scrunched up, coughing violently, looking freaking adorable, which what? – he hadn’t ever had alcohol before. Or anything that strong, Shanks knew by experience that his nakama drank the rum that made you forget your name in a few minutes.
Rosinante, he had introduced himself as, eyes curious and unafraid, a grin on his lips. Law had stuck to his side for a while, the two of them talking about something too quiet over the roar of the fire and songs of pirates, but when Luffy came bouncing over to them, two tankards in hand and a slab of meat in his mouth, Rosinante had officially joined the party.
Shanks didn’t come by people his own age often, so when he did, he liked to try to befriend them some. But Rosinante was training to be a marine, his father was Sengoku the freaking Buddha, and Shanks didn’t exactly know how to approach that.
“Shishishishi! You’ll get used to it!” Luffy laughed boisterously, slapping the flushed teen on the back.
“How are you even used to this stuff?” Rosinante asked, voice strained.
“I used to sneak booze from Dadan with Ace,” Luffy said, positively beaming, “And then Zoro was a hu~ge drinker, and we used to do drinking contests!”
Shanks saw Law frown slightly as he leaned back, and he looked over to Buggy curiously. His friend looked over to him, shrugging his shoulders before looking back over to Rosinante.
“I want to talk to him,” Buggy decided. Shanks shrugged and followed after his friend.
Luffy perked up when he saw them, grinning brightly, and Shanks smiled back. He still wasn’t really sure how to act around Luffy, being his sort-of-father in the future, but Luffy didn’t really treat him differently than anyone else in the crew – minus Rayleigh, whom he seemed to know very well. He probably didn’t even notice how he treated Rayleigh like an old friend, more so than he treated everyone else who Shanks is pretty sure he’s never met.
“Luffy-ya,” Law said, startling the two apprentices as they hadn’t heard the man, “Come with me.”
“Okay! Have fun you guys!” He waved at them cheerfully, bouncing over to Law, who directed them towards the forest.
“Hi! I’m Shanks!” Shank introduced, “This is Buggy!”
“Rosinante,” the marine trainee said, smiling politely.
“Want to join us?” Buggy asked, crossing his arms and smiling his weird-creepy-smile.
“Okay…” Shanks laughed at the response, carting his arm through Rosinante’s and dragging him to their spot.
“So why’d you join the marines?” Shanks asked, handing over a cup as he grabbed his own.
“Well, Sengoku-san saved me when I was young,” Rosinante said.
“Oh, so you just became a marine because he wanted you to?” Buggy asked bluntly.
Rosinante faltered before laughing nervously, “I guess? He gave me a purpose, so I have to repay him!”
“But aren’t the marines, I don’t know, bad?” Shanks asked curiously, tilting his head.
“Why would they be?” Was the confused reply, “They work for justice.”
Buggy frowned, “Do you honestly believe that? They go after pirates like Luffy and Law, and they’re good people!”
Rosinante bit at his lip, and he looked away, to where said two pirates disappeared to. Shanks frowned slightly but changed the subject when he saw how uncomfortable the other had gotten.
“Isn’t it so weird that time travel exists?” he asked, smiling brightly, “I never imagined it was possible!”
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“Are you okay, Torao? Are you tired?” Luffy asked worriedly as Law led him towards a larger tree.
Law’s jaw flexed when he saw those worried eyes but slight smile.
He’s seen it for months, but he’s never done anything about it. Law was selfish like that; he didn’t want to see that smile slip even if it was a terribly fake one. But now he wasn’t going to die, now him and Luffy had a real chance at living, and he wasn’t going to let Luffy continue on with this unhealthy coping any longer.
“Torao?” Luffy asked when Law turned to him sharply.
“Cry, right now,” Law demanded.
Luffy blinked at him, “What?”
“You heard me.” Law said, backing Luffy towards the tree, “I’m sick of you pretending. You don’t need to, so just let it out, Luffy-ya.”
Luffy swallowed nervously, eyes flashing away from Law’s. A smile twisted his lips and Law snarled, “Damnit Luffy, we’ve been through hell so stop pretending like everything is fine!”
“But you’re okay so we’re fine!” Luffy refused, shaking his head even as he took another step back.
“Luffy-ya,” Law’s fists clenched and he set Kikoku against the trunk besides Luffy. “Stop it, I don’t need you to be strong anymore.”
“I am strong.” Luffy said, eyes alight.
“I don’t want you to be.” Law said gently.
“I need to be strong,” Luffy turned his face away, eyebrows furrowing and lips dipping into a frown.
“No, not right now.” Law said, “Luffy, just be you. Don’t pretend for me anymore.”
“I’m not pretending!” Luffy slapped his hand away, and Law sighed as he realized where this was going. "I don't pretend!"
“You are, so stop it!” Law snapped back.
Luffy scowled at him, and Law glared back.
“They’re dead, Luffy! We lost them all!” Law yelled and Luffy’s face contorted with anger.
(He hated that it resorted to this, but Luffy couldn’t keep piling everything up.)
“Shut up!” Luffy snapped, shaking his head, “Shut up!”
“We lost them, Luffy,” Law said, voice holding no heat but firm, “We don’t need to be strong.”
“We lost them because I wasn’t strong enough!” Luffy cried, and Law felt relief flood him when his lover lashed out, fist connecting with the tree he was braced on, the wood splintering and cracking, the tree shaking. “I need to be strong!”
“No,” Law said, “You don’t.”
Then Luffy was jumping at him, and Law met him halfway, his arms wrapping around a yellow-wrapped waist and he held on.
And Luffy wailed; cried and screamed and raged and mourned until his voice was hoarse, and Law didn't let go for even a second.
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The next morning was slow. With almost everyone hung over – including Garp who couldn’t not drink when Roger challenged him to a contest and then called him a chicken after the marine refused with a glare – they weren’t too quick to do much.
“We’re going to head out now,” Sengoku said, “I’m assuming you two aren’t coming.”
“I think I’ve had enough of the sea,” Law agreed, “Been a pirate for seventeen years, maybe we could do something less illegal this time around.”
Rosinante saw how Luffy’s eyebrows furrowed, confusion twisting his lips. “You want to stay grounded, Torao?”
Law looked over to him, smiling slightly, “You’d drive me crazy if we stayed on one island. Of course we’ll travel.”
Luffy squinted before his face lit up with what Rosinante could only call understanding and the man laughed, nodding. Sengoku and Garp watched the interaction with frowns but sighed and nodded.
“Good, stay in touch. We’re family,” Sengoku said.
“We’re heading out now, Luffy, Law!” Garp grinned.
“Okay, bye,” Luffy said, waving.
Garp hit him, “At least act upset!”
“Oww! Oww! Stop hitting me!” Luffy cried, and Law took a very obvious step in front of him, glaring at the now laughing marine.
Rosinante swallowed nervously, and carefully took a step forward. He looked up at Law and smiled sadly, “You’ll call, right?”
“Of course,” Law agreed.
Rosinante knew they were going to be pirates again, there’s no way they wouldn’t be. But they were good men, and the marines…didn’t care about that. Rosinante didn’t agree with that, but he couldn’t just abandon Sengoku after everything the marine has done for him.
It would be so wrong.
(But he really wanted to leave with them. With Law and Luffy, the only two people who have felt like family instantly instead of the feeling learning to happen.
A part of Rosinante wanted to be a pirate too.)
Rosinante hated walking away from the two, but he kept his vision forward and posture well. He tripped twice on his way to the ship, and when they arrived, Rosinante was content to sit by the railing until they were ready to leave.
“I can’t believe our grandsons are pirates,” Garp commented.
“What will you do if they end up restarting a crew?” Sengoku asked, frowning as he looked at the tree line.
Garp shrugged, frowning to himself. “They’re family, but…”
“They’re pirates,” Sengoku finished, sighing to himself, “He knew the repercussions all along. If we do end up going after them, I won’t hesitate.”
Rosinante felt sick.
He excused himself to his room, and he deiced he didn’t agree with the marines one bit. Debts be damned, Rosinante wasn’t staying here any longer.
Not when he had family out there.
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“So what if I just punched a Celestial a little?”
“Shishishi! Sounds fun, let’s do it, Roger!”
“NO!”
“Luffy-ya…”
Notes:
The next chapter jumps around a lot, and then the next will be a two-years after their time travel! I’m super excited!!
Up Next: Law and Luffy create their pirate crew, the Dawn Pirates!!
Chapter 6
Summary:
“I hate this place.”
“It’s nice to have you!”
Notes:
I actually really like this chapter! I tried to make it humorous and light since the recent chapters have been pretty sad :D
Also~! I lied! I planned on making the crew an OC filled crew, but I thought about it for a while and decided to not do that. Some of the members may not seem like people to join a pirate crew, let alone Law's and Luffy's but let's ignore that lol
Enjoy!!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
“You…ran away from the marines?” Law asked dryly.
“Well, yeah?” Rosinante asked back, shuffling nervously.
It had been fairly easy to slip away when they set sail, his Devil Fruit ability being a large help in that issue. He didn’t really like how the Marines functioned, with Shanks and Buggy’s words in his head and seeing how easily his adoptive father and Garp gave in about having to turn in and quite possibly execute their family, Rosinante had felt sick. He didn’t want to be a marine, people who answered to the Celestial Dragons without question.
He hated the Celestial Dragons.
“Why?” Law asked, eyebrows furrowed and confusion softening his features.
“Sengoku-san and Garp-san believe there’s a chance you two will be pirates again and they’re going to turn you in even though your family!” Rosinante spat, “That’s wrong! The marines are wrong! Not all pirates are bad pirates!”
“That’s how the world is,” Law said, frowning, “Are you okay with being a pirate? Because if you’re sticking with us, you’ll be one.”
Rosinante faltered for a moment, “Yes, I’m sure!”
“Rosinante,” Law said and Rosinante paused.
“You said my name,” Rosinante said in awe, staring at the older man.
Law had called him ‘Cora-san’ once, and all the other times, he hadn’t said any name. Just spoke to him, walked up to him to start a conversation.
“Can I?” Law asked.
“Yes, of course you can!” Rosinante said, nodding.
“Good, now listen to me,” Law said, leaning forward, “Being a pirate isn’t something a kid should be. It’s dangerous, and you can end up regretting it. Do you understand?”
“I’m thirteen,” Rosinante muttered, “I’m not a kid.”
“I was ten when I became a pirate,” Law stared at him intently, “I regretted it a lot.”
Rosinante looked up at Law, unable to keep his lip from wobbling, “Do you not want me to join you?”
“That’s not it, I want you to be absolutely certain,” Law said. “You are not Cora-san, and you never will be Cora-san,”
Rosinante will forever deny that his heart cracked, and he dipped his head, tears welling up in his eyes.
“Cora-san was my savior; he gave his life so I could live. You are a kid, you’re Rosinante.” Law planted a hand on his shoulder and Rosinante hesitantly looked up, “I can be whatever you want me to be, Rosinante. I can be your captain, I can be your friend, but I want you to know that when I look at you, I don’t see Cora-san. He died a long time ago and you are a completely different person.”
“Now, tell me,” Law spoke sternly, “Do you want to join this crew? Are you ready to be a pirate?”
And Rosinante cried, “Yes!”
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“Join my crew.”
“Yes.”
Brook didn’t need to think about it. Despite having no eyes, he could see how the man’s eyes shined with determination, how he wasn’t going to take no for an answer. (Not like Brook would refuse.) He was serious, genuine, and Brook was alone.
“Great! My name is Monkey D. Luffy! This is Torao and Rosinante!” the newly named Luffy introduced, smiling widely, something like nostalgic in his eyes.
“Trafalgar D. Law,” the man whom Luffy called Torao corrected, dipping his head in greeting.
“Donquixote Rosinante,” the teenager beamed at him, “It’s very nice to meet you!”
“I’m Brook,” Brook said, and he’d be smiling if he had the skin too. He stepped onto the smaller ship the pirates were sailing on.
“Welcome to the Dawn Pirates, Brook,” Law said, smiling slightly.
And Brook felt warmer than he has in years.
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“Shishishishi! I like Water Seven!” Luffy said cheerily.
Brook hasn’t been part of this crew for long, but in the few weeks it’s taken them to get to Water Seven, he’s learned a lot. Rosinante seemed to look up to the two captains, mostly Law, a lot. He was clumsy, but fast and had an excellent aim. Law had a dark sense of humor, sadistic when it came to fights, and hated bread. Luffy was carefree, always requesting Brook to play a song, loved food and a good fight.
Luffy and Law also seemed to flow towards one another, and they were also very much in love.
Young love was so cute!
Water Seven was a nice place, from what Brook can see – not that he had the eyes to, Yohohohoho! – and he was excited to find a new ship for his crew to sail on! The one that they had was, from what Brook gathered, something they stole – “borrowed” Law had said dryly – and wasn’t a permanent ship. They needed something stronger is what Luffy said, something that can handle the New World and all it had to offer.
There was also the fact that there was the need for more crewmates, which was why they were heading out of the Grand Line to scour the Blues for possible crewmates.
Which meant that Brook could see Laboon again.
“Tom’s Workers is the main shipwrights,” Law said, planting a hand into Luffy’s collar nonchalantly just as the straw-hatted captain went to rush off, “We should look there for a ship.”
“Do we have enough to buy a ship?” Rosinante asked, tilting his head.
Law smirked, “We robbed some nobles before we left Sabaody, and then we also scavenged off of other pirate ships on the way here. We have plenty.”
They found their way to Tom’s Workers easily, Brook awing and oohing at things in time with Luffy as they walked along the paths. Soon enough, they were at a beach with three people working away, and Brook blinked as he watched.
“Shishishi! Hi there!”
“We’d like to order a ship.”
“Eh?”
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“You guys want Franky to join your crew?” Iceburg asked industriously, raising an eyebrow as they looked at the ship, they’ve spent two weeks building.
It was a beautiful ship, made from Adam Wood, but it had a strange design. Luffy and Law had agreed that Franky would design the ship, and Tom’s Workers built Franky’s first real design of a ship.
“Yeah, shishishi!” Luffy, one of the two captains of the small band of pirates, said cheerfully, “This is his masterpiece, right? He should be here to take care of it!”
Franky blinked at them in surprise, and then looked to the ship again.
“We’re leaving the Grand Line for now,” Law spoke up, smiling as he looked over the ship, “When we come back, we’d be happy to have you, Franky.”
Tom laughed heartily, nudging Frank’s shoulder. “Do whatever you want, boy, but make sure you do it with Gusto!”
Franky looked back up at his ship, and grinned, “Okay!” he yelled, “I can’t leave my baby with you guys when you have no shipwright, after all!”
“Great,” Law grinned as Luffy cheered, “We’ll be back within the year, I’m sure.”
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“Ha?” Kureha squinted at the sheepish teenager that literally dropped in front of her, arm twisted in an obvious tell that it was broken.
“Sorry about that, Ma’am…” the kid said nervously.
Kureha looked him over, taking in the green shirt with dark feathers on the collar, a winter coat open on his body, and plain jeans on his very long legs. She eyes the pistols on his belt and the dagger sheathed on his calf and sighed.
“You a pirate kid?” She asked as she pulled him up, heading into her house despite the kid’s protests.
“Um, yes?” he squeaked.
Kureha planted him onto the couch, moving for her medical kit. “You want to know the secret to my youth, eh kid?”
“Un, not really,” the kid said nervously, “I need to get back to my captains.”
Kureha frowned, “Not until I wrap this up.” She said. The kid nodded nervously, and Kureha pursed her lips as she got to work. “What’s your name, kid?”
“Rosinante.” Was the instant response, told through hissed teeth as Kureha snapped his wrist back into place.
“Seem a bit young to be a pirate.”
“Yeah, that’s what everyone says,”
“You owe me four bottles of good rum now.”
“…eh?”
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“Join my crew.” Law demanded the moment Kureha brough Rosinante onto the ship and punched Rosinante in the face for trying to grab something with his wrapped arm.
“Wanna know the secret to my youth?” Kureha smirked, tilting her sunglasses onto her forehead.
“No, but will you join if I said I did?” Law asked back.
Kureha snickered, a ‘heeheeheehee’ leaving her lips, and grinned. “I think we’ll get along just fine!”
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“Yohohoho! Thank you for saving me! May I see your panties?” Brook said, looking up at the woman who shooed away the very scared townspeople.
The woman smiled at him, looking very amused, “No, you may not.” She helped Brook sit up, frowning slightly, “Did you eat a Devil Fruit?”
“Why yes!” Brook nodded and explained his Devil Fruit.
“That is fascinating,” the white-haired woman said, “My name is Nico Olvia.”
“Brook,” Brook introduced, dusting off his polka dotted pants, “You should come and meet my crew, we don’t really know where we are, to be exact…”
“Oh, well you’re at Ohara, in the West.” Olvia said.
“Oh,” Brook said, looking around, “Is this where you study Poneglyphs?”
“You must be mistaken, Stranger,” Olvia said harshly, worry twisting at her gut, “That’s illegal.”
“Yohohoho! Don’t I know it!” Brook laughed, “My captains have always been interested in the Poneglyphs, I don’t really get it, but they know where a majority of them are.”
Olvia gasped, eyes widening in shock.
And if she was leaving the island, her husband, and her young child four days later as a pirate, she couldn’t look back.
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Dracule Mihawk was going after the best of the best. Finding a real challenge was rare now days, even after scouring all the Blues. He planned on leaving to the Grand Line, that was the only place where he could find a real challenge, now.
He didn’t really know how he was going to get there, but he’s sure he’ll manage.
“Join my crew.”
Huh, he never thought the chance would arise so quickly.
“No.”
“Eh? Why not!”
“I’m going to become the best,” Mihawk told the hatted man, nose in the air.
“Me ‘n Torao are going to conquer the Grand Line,” the man smiled at him, “I’m Monkey D. Luffy, and I need a great swordsman on my crew!”
“Shishishi~! Torao! Look I got another crewmember!” Luffy chirped.
“Wonderful, you can either learn to deal with the crazy or get off, kid.”
Mihawk regretted everything.
(Well, maybe not, but he can pretend.)
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“I hate this place.”
“It’s nice to have you, Zeff!”
“Food!”
“…coming up, Cap’n.”
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“Rosinante?” Belle-mere asked with wide eyes as she looked at the lanky teen she once trained with.
“Oh, hey Belle-mere.” Rosinante said, grinning carefully.
“You’re a pirate?” Belle-mere gaped at him.
“Eh-heh…” Rosinante shrugged his shoulders, “My family runs the crew, so…”
“A pirate.” Belle-mere repeated.
It was quite for a long time.
“Are you wearing lipstick?” Belle-mere asked.
“Eh, yeah?” Rosinante frowned, “Does it not look good?”
“No, that’s too light for your skin tone,” Belle-mere said, “I can’t really see it.”
“Oh.” Rosinante pouted slightly.
Belle-mere ruffled her hair slightly before dropping down to sit against the building behind her. “So, why’re you a pirate?”
“Why aren’t you attacking me?” Rosinante asked, squinting.
“You’re a friend, unfortunately.” Belle-mere responded with a frown. “Answer my question.”
“I don’t agree with the Marine’s ways.” Rosinante said, carefully sitting across from her, “There are bad pirates but there’s also really good ones.”
“I’m assuming you’re a good one?” she asked blandly.
“Yeah,” Rosinante said before he paused, “Well, sort of? We don’t attack people and Luffy sort of stopped a war a few islands over, but he didn’t really know what was going on…”
“Ugh, stop with the word vomit.” Belle-mere waved a hand, “What’s with the make-up?”
“I like it,” Rosinante said defensively.
“Okay, that’s nice and all, but why?”
“…I look like my brother.”
“I see,” Belle-mere said, before she fished in her pocket for a moment, “Here, try this shade.” She said, tossing a lipstick she bought but didn’t use to the teenager.
And when they returned to the ship, Law took one long look at her and invited her to join the crew. Belle-mere wasn’t thinking when she agreed, and when the second captain showed up, laughing his head off while getting chased by marines, she was surprised when she didn’t regret it.
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“Hey, you look pretty cool! Join our crew!”
“Did you say I…looked cool?”
“That’s what he said, you joining or not?”
“I’m Katakuri.”
“Shishishi! Nice, glad to have ya!”
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“Alright, are we all ready to get to the Grand Line?” Luffy asked, grinning as he sat on the bear-like figure head of the New Winter.
Law smirked as he stood next to him, and their crew cheered.
“Are you ready?” He asked his lover, smiling.
“With you?” Luffy grinned, “Always.”
Notes:
Up next!! Meeting up with the Roger Crew and the Whitebeard crew~! We get a little inside on Shanks' huge crush for Rosi (ever since he's seen the bounty) as well!
Also, there are two members of the crew that join on chapter seven and onwards :D
Meaning behind the names I chose:
Dawn Pirates (Dawn – “the beginning of a phenomenon or period of time, especially one considered favorable.”)
Ship name: New Winter (Figure head: Bear – Bears are generally known for re-emerging after winter, like a new beginning)
Chapter 7
Notes:
so, it took them one year to gather the crew, and then it took them another to get through Paradise. So, Law and Luffy have been in the past for a total of two years :D
Enjoy!!
Ages (roughly): Luffy: 22 Law: 28 Rosinante: 15 Franky: 14.5 Oliva: 24-25, Brook 63, Belle-mere: 19, Mihawk: 17, Zeff: 40, Kureha: 120, Jimbe: 20, Katakuri: 23
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
When Roger had met up with his old friend Edward Newgate after a battle, he had been ready to party. It seemed like every time they met up again, he had more sons! It was crazy, Roger couldn’t comprehend having that many kids! Five were quite enough, and yes he’s counting Law. Law stayed under his protection for a month, but he cares for the boy quite a bit.
He's followed Law’s and Luffy’s accomplishments since the first bounty came out, and he’s only felt pride as he watched their crew grow and make their way down the Grand Line. Rumor was they even had marines on their ship that agreed to be pirates after getting the invitation to join!
When Rosinante’s first bounty came in, Roger remembered how Shanks’ face had flooded with red as he gaped at it, and that reaction never seemed to fade as more and more bounties come in. And did the bounties come! Almost monthly at least one of the Dawn Pirates’ bounties go up, Luffy and Law at a large one and a half billion despite being in the New world for not too long now – the two men fighting Warlords and taking down government buildings left and right.
(Rumor was that Law ended up saving an entire island by himself, taking down Warship after Warship before healing the people of Flevance by himself. Roger knew Luffy had been there, there’s no way that kid would leave Law alone during that who debacle, but the marines obviously didn’t know that.
No Marine or pirate dare step close to Flevance after it was revealed one of the Dawn Pirate's allies were always in the area, especially with their flag clearly seen in the White Town.)
Roger certainly was excited to see that crew again, especially the cook that was known to be one of the best.
Two D’s on a ship meant that cook had to be amazing, obviously!
But, when Roger imagined his reunion with these pirates, he never envisioned one of the Dawn Pirates to land in the middle of the party he was throwing with Edward.
The kid was easily recognized as Dracule “Hawk Eyes” Mihawk, someone who was steadily rising to be the greatest swordsmen, if his title in the newspaper was anything to go by. He dusted off his jacket nonchalantly, grasped his sword and sheathed it, gave them all a bow before he started walking away, apparently intending to ignore how he was bleeding and holding onto his stomach.
Roger blinked and looked at Rayleigh, who blinked at him back.
“Oi, boy, get back here! You’re injured!” Roger yelled.
Orange and yellow ringed eyes looked back over to him and Mihawk stared at him judgingly. Roger almost felt offended, but he was mostly focusing on the fact that this kid was his kid’s swordsmen and he really wanted to know how Law was doing.
“How’s Law doing?” Roger asked when he noticed the kid could care less about his injured.
“…Captain Law is fine,” was the curt response, eyes narrowed.
Roger grinned, “Let us patch you up and your crew can come picked you up!” He said cheerfully, it sounded like an offer, but it wasn’t. Roger would keep the kid there if it meant he would get to see his son and son-in-law again.
After a few minutes (which involved knocking the injured kid around some) Mihawk was grudgingly letting Crocus stitch him up, glaring at everyone around him.
“You know the Dawn Pirates, Roger?” Edward asked, dryly adding, “Or do you just want to fight their captains?”
Roger hummed, he has wanted to see how strong those boys were since Law told them about one of their adventures, but he mostly wanted to see them again. “I took a page from your book and forcefully adopted one of the captains!” he laughed.
Shanks and Buggy exchanged grins, the former saying, “It’s been forever since we’ve seen Law or Luffy!”
“Hm, they’ve been pretty flashy lately.” Buggy agreed.
“I want to fight Luffy!” Shanks declared, “I heard that his fighting is very random, dahahaha!”
“Are you kidding?” Buggy yelped, eyes wide, “He can fight admirals! He’s way too strong!”
“How will we know if we don’t try?”
“We?! Don’t drag me into this!”
“Mihawk! You brat!”
Everyone paused when a woman walked up to said teenager, kicked him in the skull, and glared at him.
“Stop kicking me, old hag!” Mihawk shouted back, which Roger assumed was out of character for him.
“Who’re you calling old!? I’m a young one-hundred and twenty!” cue another kick. The woman who was easily recognized as “Spine-Snapper Kureha” sighed and took a long look at the scowling teenager, “Your arm is twisted, reach for that sword again and I’ll throw it into the ocean.”
Mihawk glared at her harshly, to which the doctor slapped his skull while taking a long sip out of a silver and rose-patterned flask.
“Thanks for patching ‘em up, Crocus.” Kureha said, waving at her fellow doctor.
Roger’s doctor nodded, “Never thought you’d join a pirate crew.”
“What can I say, the boys were pretty convincing.” Was the response, “Heeheehee, want to know the secret to my youth?”
There was a long pause before Crocus simply said, “No.”
“You must be part of Law’s crew too! Call him over, we should party!” Roger declared, and Kureha looked over to him, flipping her sunglasses onto her forehead.
She pulled out a den-den after studying him for a moment, put in a number and the snail rang.
“It’s Rosinante–” there was what sounded like an explosion and a loud yelp, before a woman’s voice shouted, “OH MY GOD, LUFFY NO!”
“SHISHISHISHISHI!”
“YOU WILL TURN YOURSELVES IN, IN THE NAME OF JUSTICE!”
“When has that line ever worked? Yohohoho!”
“PIRATE SCUM!”
“Rosinante! I found Mihawk!” Kureha yelled at the snail.
There was a yelp and the sound of someone falling, followed by a gunshot. “Okay, great!”
“Luffy-ya, stop messing with them. I want a turn.”
“Shishishishi! You just want to make funny art Torao!”
“Just…just a little.”
“I like your funny art, it makes Torao's heart beat fast!”
“They’re so cute, look at them!”
“Now’s not the time, Olvia!”
“Why the hell did I join this crew?”
“I know the feeling, Jimbe.”
“You’re the one who convinced me to join, Zeff!”
“Oi, I’m with the Roger and Whitebeard pirates!” Kureha said, “Get your asses over here when you’re done!”
“Okay we’ll be there – shit, Franky don’t just fire randomly, you almost shot my coat! – as soon as possible!”
“Sorry Bro, but this fight is SUPER – click.”
Mihawk sniffed, “Why do I have to stay here?”
“Move a inch and I’ll knock you out,” Kureha said with a laugh.
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Rosinante lifted his coat with a whine, staring at the bullet holes in the soft, rose-printed fabric. Luffy had given him this coat a few months ago for his fifteenth birthday, and Rosinante hadn’t taken it off since. It was perfect! The inside was lined with the softest fur Rosinante had ever felt in his life, and even had hidden pockets designed for his pistols and cartridges. The outside was a mix of jean and leather, some of the fur lining the collar and his wrists, and it had roses printed over it, red roses, black roses, grey roses, yellow roses…
It was amazing.
And it was covered in bullet holes.
Rosinante looked up, holding back tears so he wouldn’t ruin his eyeliner – it took him a long time to do that, thank you!
“Ouch,” Belle-mere said as she looked at the jacket Rosinante was cradling, “I don’t think we can mend that.”
Rosinante glared at her, he kind of gathered that.
“Hold still.” Law hissed from behind him, and Rosinante pouted at how Law didn’t seem to care about his ruined, amazing coat.
It had been the first real gift that Luffy gave him – because while meat was a really good gift (from Luffy), his coat was different! Luffy put a lot of thought into it, and even made custom pockets! And he left out pink because he knew Rosinante hated pink! Luffy was technically his Captain, seeing as Law didn’t look at Rosinante and see a father and Rosinante didn’t see a son – Rosinante sort of saw the pair as his parents, though there’s no way in fuck he’ll tell them that. He liked the thought of having real loving parents that didn’t want anything from him (not that Sengoku-san wasn’t a loving guardian, Rosinante still saw him as a father, but why couldn’t he have more?)
He loved this crew.
Just like he loved his coat, which was ruined.
Olvia rubbed at her neck as she stared at the coat, her hair falling in an eccentric and difficult braid that was normal like two-hundred-years ago but not seen nowadays. She had been cursing a few minutes ago as she redid it – the marines cutting off a portion of her long tail. She gave him a gentle smile, an apologetic smile, and shrugged. For all her knowledge in basically everything, she was not good with anything clothes related.
Zeff sighed as he made his way over, placing a steaming mug that smelled of peppermint and chocolate in front of Rosinante and the teenager sniffed - peppermint hot chocolate, his favorite. His crew was amazing, and he really loved them all but…his coat was ruined!
“Shishishishi,” Luffy plopped down next to him, smiling one of his softer grins, and he carefully put his hand over Rosinante’s as Law stitched up the last bullet wound on Rosinante’s back. “We can go take it back to the guy who made it, I’m sure he can fix it.”
Rosinante sniffled, “Really?”
“Of course.” Luffy beamed at him, “And if he doesn’t, we can force him to remake it, shishi!”
“Luffy-ya, you’re a bad influence.” Law said, but everyone could hear the fondness in his words.
Luffy fell back onto the deck, his head landing onto Law’s lap, and he smiled up at the man he shared the captain title with. Rosinante moved away to give them their usual not-really-private-but-private-moment, settling down next to the tinkering Franky and sipped his drink.
“Hey, bro!” Franky grinned, “I’m making my arm run offa cola! It’s going to be SUPER!”
“Really?” Rosinante peered curiously at the metal arm that replaced the limb Franky got ripped off a few months before he joined the ship officially. He had somehow turned himself into a part-cyborg and was usually seen tinkering with his body, adding machineguns or whatnot. “How’s that going to work?”
Rosinante was really only half listening as Franky rambled on about the statistics of how his arm would work, looking out to the crew. Mihawk had been sent flying an entire island over, and Kureha had rushed after him via getting flown by the newest Admiral that decided to come after them – a guy who ate a wind-logia fruit.
Jimbe, their newest crewmate – a fishman from Fishman Island – was sitting by Brook, both drinking tea and playing a round of poker. When they recruited Jimbe, they had been stopping by Fishman Island and entering the New World. Law and Luffy ended up claiming the island as their territory, which had caused quite the fuss throughout the world at such a crew taking territory so soon. Jimbe had joined the crew after Zeff persistently bugged him into meeting the captains – both captains who had no qualms about him joining and encouraged it.
Zeff was already dropping a plate of sandwiches off at the groups of people gathered, and Rosinante grinned his thanks when the chef sat next to him, a plate in his hands. Zeff was mostly a serious man, but he was good company and a great friend. Olvia was reading her newest book, something she took from the island they were previously on before the marines showed up and tried to jump them. Belle-mere was cleaning her sword, humming under her breath as she inspected the blade in the sunlight.
Rosinante looked back to the captains of the ship and smiled slightly when he saw them lazing against the railing of the New Winter, Luffy lazily chomping on his sandwich while handing Law what looked to be his third onigiri. Rosinante remembered how he found Luffy and how Law was when they first met. They were both complete messes, and as their journey started and continued, Rosinante watched as they slowly got better – as they mourned and argued and loved and laughed.
He never asked them about the future, and they never spoke about it, and at times Rosinante forgot that they were actually from the future. It wasn’t like that mattered, of course, because they were here now.
“We’re at the island, just a few more minutes before we reach shore.” Katakuri, their navigator, informed them as he handed Rosinante a fresh shirt.
“Thank you!” Rosinante chirped, offering the man one of the ham sandwiches, which was taken quite quickly.
Despite loving sweets to a frankly frightening degree, Katakuri loved anything Zeff cooked. Rosinante shifted, pulling the crème-colored button up over his shoulders, pouting when he realized it was one of his favorites that matched his ruined coat, and buttoned the first few buttons, which were shaped like roses. This shirt had been a present from Law (along with some bullets that had poison in them. Which were so freaking cool, Rosinante doesn’t have the words to describe it,) and Rosinante took extra care with it, like he had with his coat.
Which was ruined.
Fuckers, he should’ve kicked that marine harder.
“We haven’t seen the Roger Pirates in forever!” Luffy chirped, still draped over Law but visibly smiling widely.
“I haven’t seen any of them since you’ve taken me in.” Katakuri agreed, nodding his head.
“Shishishi, d’you think we’ll have a party?”
“I’m sure, Luffy-ya.” Law said, leaning back and closing his eyes.
He hadn’t even used his ability in that altercation, but Rosinante knew better than most that Law could always use more sleep. Luffy let out another laugh as he tangled his fingers into Law’s, and Brook started a soft tune on his violine.
Rosinante has never regretted becoming a pirate because he got a great family out of it.
(But, a part of him wondered, what about Doffy?)
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Law sighed softly as he stepped off the New Winter, eyes locking onto a scowling Mihawk with relief. The kid was strong, but that didn’t stop his worry that he might’ve landed wrong or in a bad place. He’s lucky Roger had been present because if it had just been Whitebeard here, that could have been bad.
“Law, my boy!” Roger called with a cheer, “You look good!”
Law raised an eyebrow, confused for a moment, before he nodded his head, “Roger. You seem good as well.”
“Rayleigh!” Luffy cheered, grinning widely as he rushed past Law, “Woah! What happened to your eye? Looks cool!”
Rayleigh let out a laugh, ruffling Luffy’s hair, and Law smiled slightly. Roger threw his arm over Law’s shoulder, and the man looked up at pirate.
Roger bellowed, “Law, Luffy, come meet my friend Edward!”
Luffy looked away from Rayleigh when he was addressed, and he looked over to the visibly curious and on guard Whitebeard. Luffy had challenged Whitebeard at Marineford, uncaring for who he was speaking too, but Law had never been in the man’s presence before when it really mattered. Seeing him young with a head of hair and in his prime was a bit reeling because Law’s grown up as a pirate knowing to be wary with this man.
“Hey! Law, isn’t that A–” Luffy started, and Law cut him off with a look
Law raised an eyebrow, “Luffy-ya, please, think before you talk.”
Luffy blurting out that Whitebeard was Ace’s Oyaji would be terrible, and Law didn’t want to deal with it. Who knows how Roger would react and Whitebeard would probably just get confused since he didn’t know any Ace.
Luffy pouted at him, his eyes darting around, but Roger clamped his hand onto their shoulders, grinning widely. “Edward, meet the captains of the Dawn Pirates! Law, Luffy, meet my old friend Edward Newgate!”
Law looked the giant man up and down, shifting his stance, “It’s a pleasure,” he said, not really meaning it.
He was really wary of this man, who knew how strong he was. Law was confident in their strength, of course, but this was The Whitebeard. Luffy snickered, grinning up at him, “Join my crew!”
Cue an entire crew giving them confused and borderline offended looks.
Law slapped his forehead, rubbing at his eyes, “Luffy-ya, he’s a captain of his own crew.”
“So was Zeff.” Luffy pouted at him and Law took a moment to appreciate the expression.
More and more, Luffy was getting healing just like Law was. They would never be the people they were before the war between all pirates and the Navy, but seeing the flashes of the childish Luffy (the one where he really meant it instead of pretending) was something he cherished because it was the man he had first fallen in love with.
“Not everyone will join because you ask them to,” Law said.
Luffy’s pout increased, “Jimbe joined, and he said he never would!”
Law raised an eyebrow, and Luffy crossed his arms, muttering under his breath. “Torao’s so mean to me.”
“Yes,” Law agreed, “You’re just a moron sometimes.”
“Torao~!” Luffy whined, making grabby hands at him, “Mean! So mean!”
Law cracked a smile, and Roger let out a loud laugh, his grip tightening in an almost comforting way. When Law met his eyes, he saw a huge wave of relief in the captain’s eyes, and he wondered what caused that to be there.
“I had heard you brats were eccentric,” the captain of the Whitebeard crew said, grinning, “But this exceeds my expectations! Gurararara!”
“Thanks?” Luffy questioned, tilting his head to the side in a way no other human would be capable of.
Law dipped his head in return, scanning their surroundings. His eyes lingered onto the former (future?) leaders of the Mink tribe. He missed Bepo, and he wondered if he’d ever meet the polar bear mink again. Luffy’s hand slipped into his, and he grinned. Law sighed softly, gripping the rubber hand in his, and looked up at Roger.
“You said you wanted to meet the crew, right?”
“Yes!”
Notes:
Rosi has to have another coat so I figured roses fit him 😊
Up Next! Shanks actually pinning for Rosi, Whitebeard's opinion of Luffy/Law and a new crew member!!
Chapter 8
Summary:
“It was one time!” Rosinante said, folding his arms with a small pout.
Shanks stared until Buggy elbowed him.
Notes:
The awaited Cora/Shanks chapter has arrived!!
Also, for future reference, I've taken a huge creative liberty and made Law and Luffy total powerhouses, so they're like at the same strength as Roger and Rayleigh lol
Enjoy!!
Edit: I changed some things around bc some people weren't happy and my point wasn't clear lol enjoy
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Chapter Text
Shanks watched, shamelessly, as the tall teenager walked down the ramp of the Dawn Pirate’s ship. He…looked amazing. Like super good.
The shirt he wore wasn’t buttoned completely, was semi-form fitting, and showed off a tantalizing flash of pale skin before it was hidden under the printed shirt. The trousers he wore were somewhat lose, a long knife strapped to his mid-calf, two pistols in his belt and don’t even get Shanks started about his face.
He’s going to tell you about it anyways.
Sharp features with blond hair falling messily onto his forehead, Rosinante had his lips painted a deep red paired with sharp lines on his eyelids making his eyes seem just that more intense. Shanks had seen his first bounty and he remembered being shocked because Rosinante had seemed deadest on being a marine but not even two months later, he was already worth a few million.
And he was freaking gorgeous, Shanks realized when the teenager’s third bounty came in, a year and a half after the first. Red-Rose Rosinante is what the Navy had taken to calling him (because he literally wore roses with everything and also got very bloody very fast – and not necessarily his own blood either), and Shanks couldn’t help but think that their names totally worked well together. Red-Hair and Red-Rose? It was like a match made in heaven!
Shanks winced when Rosinante tripped and fell as he made his way over to Law and Luffy, the fishman Jimbe frowning and helping him up. The former marine Belle-mere snickered while Red-leg Zeff shook his head in what could only be exasperated fondness.
“At least he didn’t catch himself on fire again, Yohohoho!” Soul King Brook – a literal walking, talking, skeleton, offered.
Rosinante pouted, “You all are jerks.” He accused.
“C’mon Rosi, you’re just a klutz!” Belle-mere said cheerfully.
“This is our crew,” Law said, motioning to the group of people, “Everyone, this is Roger.”
“It’s nice to see you again, Roger-san,” Rosinante said, grinning.
Shanks’ heart stuttered.
Oh boy that grin…
Roger beamed, “You got yourself a fine group of people!” he said, giving Law a side-hug, which in turn made the man stare at him oddly. “And I see the rumors were true about Big Mom losing a son.” He said curiously.
Katakuri dipped his head in agreement, not adding any more, and Luffy grinned. “Katakuri is Nakama.” He insisted.
Katakuri’s eyes crinkled, telling Shanks he was smiling, and he nodded again.
“Oh man, this is SUPER!” Metal Man Franky cheered.
Shanks sort of remembered the teenager, he’s pretty sure he used to work with Tom, right? Buggy apparently had similar thoughts because he asked “Oi, aren’t you Tom’s apprentice?”
“I was, but I couldn’t leave my masterpiece in these guy’s hands!” Frank beamed, jabbing his thumb to the Dawn Pirate’s ship, “Knowing them, they’d set her on fire!”
“It was one time!” Rosinante said, folding his arms with a small pout.
Shanks stared until Buggy elbowed him.
“Once is enough, poor Winter!” Olvia said, grinning.
“Shishishishi! Let’s party!” Luffy declared suddenly, and Shanks realized he had been staring at the banquet for at least five minutes. If he hadn’t been holding Law’s hand, Shanks is pretty sure he’d be stuffing his face.
“Yeah!” Roger grinned, throwing his arms up.
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Edward Newgate had watched this crew progress for years now. He had been interested in the pirate crew when he heard about what one of the captains, Law, did for Flevance. It had been eye-catching, and it spoke to the kid’s power; Edward had even thought of making the crew his children.
But seeing the crew – the captains – in person, it was quite obvious to him that they wouldn’t be anything but captains of their own crew. Seeing how one of the captains automatically asked him to join their crew – which was hilarious because no one ever had the guts to ask him that before – Whitebeard’s pretty sure he’s right about that.
Edward Newgate watched as the one captain – Monkey D. Luffy, the apparent second son of Garp – interacted with everyone, lifting tankards of liquor and singing arm-in-arm with members of other crews. Perhaps the biggest shock of the crew (minus the obvious – Garp and Sengoku’s literal children) was Katakuri, who was glaring at anyone who got too close to the captains of the crew – suspicious until Luffy dragged him into a drinking contest, telling him to relax.
“Trust me,” Luffy had said, and there had been a flicker in his expression that had thrown the mighty Whitebeard off. It had been nothing like the childish, cheerful boy who has been the center of the party, but someone who was powerful. Someone who knew and has seen a lot – someone who was wise.
And then he was sticking chopsticks in his nose and Edward wondered if he was seeing things.
The most entertaining part of the night, however, was Roger’s apprentice and the Dawn Pirate’s (rumored) cabin boy, Rosinante. The Red boy had been obviously staring at the other teenager since he came off the ship, tripping his way over to the captains – and judging by the crew’s reaction, it hadn’t exactly been something they hadn’t seen coming. And then when the party started in full swing, the boy downing an impressive amount of alcohol and only seeming a bit tipsy, did Rosinante catch the staring and invite the apprentice to a dance.
Edward has never seen the kid redder, and he has seen the kid in a lot of red before – his hair was also red, so that just proved his point.
Somewhere between dusk and a few hours after, pirates started dropping like flies. And when they woke up, heads aching and fire nothing more than smoldering ash, Edward could happily say that the Dawn Pirates were good people, and they could throw one hell of a party.
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Crocodile knew what he was doing was risky.
He knew that well enough, but he was sick and tired of staying on Whitebeard’s ship! His father didn’t look at him and see Crocodile, and he was sick and tired of it. Crocodile was a born a girl but he was boy, and he was capable at that! He was one of the best snipers the Whitebeards had to offer, but they always forced him to stay on the ship – “where it was safe”. He knew his father loved and accepted him (unlike his siblings - minus Izou), called him son because that was what Crocodile wanted, but he didn't understand. He looked at Crocodile and saw his mother, saw his only biological child and wanted to protect him.
But Crocodile didn't need protection. He was a capable man.
Crocodile, a part of him, hated that family. Hated Whitebeard no matter if the man tried to understand him, hated Marco, hated Izou. All of him, however, hated Teach. Just the name had him shuddering in disgust. That man has always rubbed him the wrong way and it’s only gotten worse as time went on. But today Teach crossed the line – told Crocodile his entire plot of overthrowing Edward Newgate and claimed that Crocodile would be his bride - forced him into a dress.
Like Crocodile was a woman!
Crocodile told his father this, yet he scoffed and told Crocodile that he needed to learn when a joke went too far. Because Teach is family and family doesn't betray one another.
So when the Dawn Pirates were leaving, Crocodile snuck onto their ship and he left. He couldn't stay, not with Teach staying there.
Good riddance.
“Yo, what are you doing on our ship?”
Crocodile jolted, looking up at the blue-haired teenager who was probably a decade younger than him, the boy’s eyes wide and grin sharp. Crocodile didn’t need to look down to know that Metal Man Franky was currently pointing a gun at him.
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“He’s so cute!” Rosinante gasped, grabbing Law’s shoulder, “How did you get Luffy to date you? Or marry you, whatever, just tell me your ways!”
Law raised an eyebrow, unsure how to feel about the kid having a crush on Shanks. “Luffy decided we were a couple.” He said dryly.
Well, to be more accurate, Luffy declared that Law made him feel funny and said they should trade hearts. Of course, Law being Law and with them heading to Dressrosa, he had scoffed and refused without thinking. He found himself in a relationship with Luffy as they left Dressrosa, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care about how easily he gave into the other’s want.
“Ugh, of course.” Rosinante frowned, looking longingly towards where the Oro Jackson was barely visible on the horizon. “I’ll never know how to get such a affectionate relationship with Shanks…”
“Shishishi, you just have to tell him that he makes you feel way special and that you want him to be your queen!” Luffy chirped as he sat down next to Law.
“Queen?” Rosinante repeated, grinning teasingly at Law, who just rolled his eyes.
“Yeah, I was the Pirate King so he had to be the Pirate Queen,” Luffy said, shrugging, “Now we’re going to be the Pirate Kings since Torao was a huge baby about being a Queen.”
Law rolled his eyes fondly, “You didn’t even ask my opinion on the matter.”
“Ne, ne, Law, wanna be a king with me?” Luffy asked, and Rosinante turned around when he saw the love-sick look in Law’s eyes.
They were either going to have a lovey-dovey moment, retire to their quarters for at least an hour, or get stuck in their old memories. The last option happened a lot more than they’d like, but it’s gotten better over time. Rosinante knew from experience that only Luffy or Law could break the other out of their…memories.
“Oi, oi! I found a stowaway!” Franky’s voice came from below the deck and everyone paused.
Luffy squinted at the woman who was escorted onto the deck, and tilted his head with a thoughtful look, “Crocodile?”
The woman looked surprised and Rosinante noticed the look of hope and relief in her eyes.
“Yes, I’m Crocodile.” Was the answer.
Law’s eyebrows furrowed and he looked her over, “You were with the Whitebeards, no?”
“Not anymore! I’d rather die then go back, you’ll have’ta kill me!”
“Okay, shishishi, Rosinante, go get him some of your clothes.” Luffy said, and Rosinante noticed the look. He was staring at the Pirate King, so he nodded and hurried to the men’s quarters. He made a mental note to refer to Crocodile as a man – he had seen the watery-eyed look the man gave Luffy when the captain said what he had.
“Here you go, these should fit.” Rosinante said, smiling warmly as he handed his clothes over. The man was about six-foot-ish, close to his height of almost seven foot, so they should fit.
“And you can give your dress to me,” Olvia said, the motherly smile she was known for smoothing her features out.
“I can use it as a rag!” Franky said, striking a pose.
Crocodile had a look in his eyes that Rosinante recognized easily. It was gratitude but so much more.
It was like shackles had been taken off of him, like he was feeling freedom – a feeling Rosinante knew all too well.
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Law folded the blankets on the bed down, lifting a hand to stifle his yawn. He didn’t regret saving Crocodile, he didn’t do anything he knew he’d regret nowadays, but it would be a bit difficult having Whitebeard on their ass when they had his only biological son. But Law and Luffy agreed to one thing; Crocodile was now a part of their crew, even if the man hadn’t been offered a position yet.
God, Law felt like Whitebeard with how many surprise adoptions he’s been doing recently – for crewmates or otherwise.
Law pulled his trademark hat from the desk he had rested it on a few minutes ago, placing it on its designated hook and rested Kikoku on her usual place between the bed and bedside table – so she wouldn’t get knocked away while they were at sea but stay within reach. They were heading closer and closer to Laughing Tale by now, and Law knew that Luffy was planning on reclaiming his status as Pirate King – well, their status now that Luffy said he’d share it.
(They’ve talked it over since they started their crew, and they were certain in their decisions.
This life would be lived without regrets.)
It seems they just had one more crewmate along for the ride.
Law looked over to the door as Luffy slipped in, and he sent his lover a small smile. They’ve been getting better recently, but Law could see how drained Luffy was. It’s been trying recently; getting more and more pirate crews vowing their loyalty (getting a fucking fleet, honestly) taking many islands under their flag (Flevance, Dressrosa, Fishman Island, Dawn Island, Syrup Island, even Wano and Law still had no idea how that happened…) and now seeing both Roger and Whitebeard again must be messing with Luffy’s head more than it was for Law.
Law brought his freshly bathed lover (baths being something he only did out of his free will without whining when they party and thus smell too strongly of sake – a smell Zoro always had clinging to him) to their bed, pushing lightly so he would sit onto the coarse sheets.
Setting his precious straw hat onto the hook next to his, Law ran his fingers though damp hair, and took the towel from around Luffy’s shoulders. “You never dry your hair properly.” Law huffed, gently massaging the fabric into raven locks.
“I like it when Torao dries it for me.” Luffy mumbled, his hand reaching up, his fingers gripping onto the tie of Law’s sleep pants.
Law dipped down, gently placing his lips onto his lover’s and Luffy responded in kind. “Do you want to talk about it?” Law murmured against Luffy’s lips.
“No, not right now,” Luffy said, eyes wide, “Hold me?”
“Always,” Law reassured. He placed his and Luffy’s towels onto the desk chair before he joined the younger. Luffy pressed into him instantly, fingers tracing dark ink, and Law sighed in content.
They wouldn’t get better, not for a while by a long shot.
But they were okay; they had each other.
That’s the best they’ll ever be.
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“Oyaji, Kichoko’s room is empty!”
Silence, thick and heavy, descended upon the deck of the Moby Dick.
“Where is my son?!”
Notes:
Kicho - precious
Chapter 9
Summary:
"Shishishishi! Of course, I have Torao with me.” Luffy said, staring up at him with a grin, “How is your revolution?”
Dragon sputtered, gaping at his brother, “How do you know about that?”
Notes:
IMPORTANT NOTE: I changed a lot in the last chapter so I suggest reading it before reading this one
I'm posting early because I had this chapter done super fast lol
Enjoy!!
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Chapter Text
When Doflamingo had first seen his brother’s bounty, he had been surprised. He had believed his brother to be long dead, but a part of him had still hoped his younger brother was still out there somewhere. He had made sure to keep an eye on his brother and his crew’s exploits since the first bounty, saw as they got more and more allies, as they took more and more islands as their territories, and he didn’t really care for their accomplishments beyond how his brother was fairing or how their territories would affect his plans.
And then their newest member got a bounty and Doflamingo’s heart stopped.
Sir Crocodile, huh…Doflamingo was most certainly interested.
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Luffy winced, placing a hand onto his forehead with a soft sound. It’s been a while since he’s heard anything this strong, not since they were in Zhou, or maybe at Laughing Tale. Curiosity peaked, Luffy listened in, trying his best to make the voice in his head quiet down. He chewed on his bottom lip as his eyebrows furrowed, focusing intently on the voice in his mind.
It was loud, the words rushed and almost unintelligible. Luffy could understand that whatever was speaking to him was repeating itself, over and over. It was scared, so deeply terrified that even Luffy felt the beginning of fear scratching at his composure.
Find me find me find me find mefindmefindmefindme–
A hiss escaped Luffy, and he pressed his hands over his ears. He lowered his head, knees rising, and he closed his eyes, trying to quiet the voice. Normally he couldn’t care if something was loud – it was annoying, yes, but this was so different.
The voice seemed torn between pure darkness (an icky, dark feeling that Luffy could only describe as evil) and something…lighter. A constant change that made the voice in Luffy’s head impossible to ignore, and it hurt.
“Find me,” the voice whispered pitifully.
“Find me!” it repeated.
Where are you? Luffy thought looking around, Who are you?
“Find me!”
“It’s so loud,” Luffy choked out, knowing the hands on his shoulders, the voices he couldn’t quite hear, were from his crew.
Slowly, the voice seemed to fade, and Luffy released a gasping breath he didn’t know he had been holding. Luffy peeled his eyes open, meeting the gold that was already staring into his, and he looked in the direction the voice was whispering from.
“Luffy-ya? What did you hear?” Law asked, his voice was quiet, something Luffy didn’t need but appreciated.
“Something dark,” he said slowly, confusion tilting his lips, “But it was light too? It was confused; kept saying ‘Find me’.”
Law frowned deeply, “Katakuri, is there an island nearby?”
“Yes, we were heading to it before you ordered us to turn.” Katakuri nodded, “It’s mostly uninhabited; I believe it has a small village.”
“I want to find it,” Luffy said.
Law looked at him, “Are you sure?”
“It’s desperate,” Luffy said, and he knew the feeling well, “I want to find it.”
“Alright. You heard the man, let’s get going.”
It took them half an hour to get to the island, and when they did Luffy was pleasantly surprised when the shouting seemed to quiet when he stepped onto the island. The co-captain of the Dawn Pirates followed a mere whisper through the woods, carefully stepping under branches and over roots.
Luffy felt sick when he found what had been calling to him.
“The Yami Yami no Mi,” Law said, eyes dark and grip on his sword tight. “Well…fuck.”
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“What are we going to do with it?” Rosinante asked as he stared at the fruit placed on the table in front of Law.
Law and Luffy had been jittery since they got back onto the ship, visibly closer to one another than normal – which was saying something as they were always close to each other.
“Can we destroy it?” Luffy asked, and for once, Law didn’t say a thing when blunt fingernails started to scratch at scarred skin.
“There has to be a way,” Law agreed, tattooed fingers tapping onto the tabletop – a sign that he was nervous.
“What’s it do, anyways?” Zeff asked, raising an eyebrow.
“It kills, that’s what.” Law said, voice dark, bitter.
“That bastard is probably after it,” Luffy added. Law nodded; eyes shadowed over.
“We should chain it up, sink it, then,” Olvia suggested, “Devil Fruits naturally lose their abilities when they touch sea water, or at least I’ve read that they have.”
“It’s worth a try.” Jimbe agreed, “I can take it underwater, if you’d like?”
Law waved his hand in his usual ‘go ahead’ gesture, and the fishman excused himself, fruit in hand. Everyone waited in tense silence because they knew – if their captains feared something, they should too. Luffy and Law were the most fearless people they’ve ever met – they looked the most excited when the Navy sent ships with high-ranking marines at them; Law smirking widely, eyes having a crazed, excited shine while Luffy laughed like he heard the greatest joke, arms in the air and grin wide.
Jimbe returned a few moments later, nodding his affirmation, and Law visibly sagged with relief.
“Sink the thing.” He ordered.
And when they did, the crew watched something akin to weight and relief loosen off of their captains’ shoulders.
(As the fruit sank lower and lower, Luffy heard a soft whisper.
“Thank you.”)
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“Say, Crocodile, have you ever heard of the Horu Horu no Mi?” Law asked one night, weeks after the sharp-shooter Crocodile joined their crew – the Dawn Pirate’s Jolly Roger replacing the small and faded Whitebeard one he had inked to his skin.
“No?” Crocodile responded, frowning and raising an eyebrow.
Law smirked, “It has the ability to physically change one’s gender.”
Crocodile’s jaw dropped, and he slammed his hands onto the tabletop, “Really!? Where is it?! Who has it!?”
“Iva-chan does,” Luffy said, mouth full of the new steak recipe Zeff had tested for dinner. He gave the cook a thumbs-up and Zeff rolled his eyes fondly.
“We can call them, I’m sure they won’t mind assisting you, Crocodile.” Law said, “They work under Luffy’s brother.”
“Oh, shishishi, I forgot about that!” Luffy said, laughing. “Dragon’s already started his revolution, didn’t he?”
“Yes, I believe he already abandoned the marines,” Law agreed, smirking, “He does already have Ivankov with him.”
“Great! I’ll call them immediately!” Belle-mere chirped, “What’s the number, captains?”
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“Oh, Straw-boy, Spot-boy, seeing you two again…makes my heart…beat so fast it might just…explode! OR NOT, YEE-HAW!”
“Iva-chan, nice to see you.”
“Iva! Shishishi! It’s been so long!”
Dragon watched the scene before him silently, observing. When his father suddenly called to inform him that he had a younger brother out of the blue, Dragon hadn’t known what to think. He knew that his father and his mother hadn’t had the best relationship – he’s seen them argue more than they spoke, after all – but he never took his father to be the type to cheat.
It wasn’t like Dragon’s mother could even say anything about it – having fallen ill when Dragon was a teenager and dying shortly after. But he still felt strangely betrayed by his father. Who knows who Luffy’s mother was, who knew if she raised him or abandoned him, who knows what the man’s been through. Dragon couldn’t hate his brother for anything, it hadn’t been his choice, of course. So he tried to befriend the boy whom was two years younger than him, and he found that he strangely loved him.
Dragon was a big brother, and the thought of his cheerful younger brother always managed to force a smile onto his lips. So when he got a call from his brother’s crew, a woman threatening his manhood should he decide not to show up (like he would ever dream of it – Luffy was perhaps more stubborn than he was, the hatted man would get his way eventually) to their scheduled meeting with Ivankov in tow, Dragon had put most of his duties aside and set sail to an island near where he had been working.
Dragon scanned the crew, and his eyes stopped on the newest member, Crocodile, who looked visibly antsy, smoking a cigar. Ah, so they had been the reason for Iva following along.
Dragon grinned and turned to his brother, “Luffy, you look well.”
“Shishishishi! Of course, I have Torao with me.” Luffy said, staring up at him with a grin, “How is your revolution?”
Dragon sputtered, gaping at his brother, “How do you know about that?”
Not even the marines have picked up on it yet.
Luffy just gave him a secretive smile and Dragon shook his head, planting his hand atop dark locks and ruffling the younger’s hair, “Never mind, let me tell you all about it!”
(Nine years later, Dragon would find his brother at an island in Paradise, his child in his hands and tears in his eyes as he requested his precious brother to watch over his precious son.
Luffy would stare at him for a long time, the party around him dying out and he would ask why. Dragon would spill his guts, and he would leave that island without his child, his brother’s words echoing in his ears.
“You better not forget this child, Dragon.”
As if he could ever.)
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Olvia hummed under her breath as she folded the letter she had just finished writing into a white envelope. She took her quill, dipping it into ink before she sketched a small bird onto the front, smiling to herself as she caressed the paper. It’s been a while since she’s seen her daughter or her husband, but she knew it would be worth it. She was going to learn the truth about the Void Century, after so many years of waiting, she was so close.
Originally, Olvia had planned on leaving the crew the moment she learned the truth, but now she couldn’t find it in herself to leave. This crew was rowdy and loud and idiotic at times, but they were family. They’ve done so much for her; cried, bled, sweat, laughed, raged. She couldn’t abandon that, even if a part of her wanted to leave this ship and go back to her daughter and her husband.
But exchanging letters and Den-Den calls were quite enough for her.
Olvia slipped out of the library, keeping her footsteps light. It was early, only Zeff was starting to wake but she knew he would stick to reading his newest recipe book with a glass of coffee for at least an hour – it was much too early for him to be preparing all of breakfast. Being a pirate was so freeing, and Olvia adored it.
Wrapped up in her fuzzy coat, Olvia waved at the News Coo that always came around at this time (the bird being Luffy’s pet, and Olvia doesn’t know if she wants to know how that happened. Crazier things have occurred with her captains – Law had a pet sea-king, after all) and handed over her letter.
As she went back to the ladies quarters, Olvia passed by her captains’ room. She paused when she noticed the door ajar and smiled to herself when she saw her captains curled into one another, breaths mingling, hands clasped, and eyes closed. She closed the door quietly and continued on her way.
Luffy and Law were so adorable! Young love was just the cutest!
Olvia held her cheeks, smiling dreamily, her captains were honestly the cutest!
(She purposefully ignored the way her captains were when she first joined the crew – visibly jaded and hardened by what could only be terrible experiences after terrible experiences. They were getting better; they were already so much better, and that was what she needed to focus on.)
Notes:
Up next: a certain someone(s) get named the Pirate King~ Luffy and Law meet up with the Roger Pirates, talks about a certain older brother happen, and most importantly:
CORA/SHANKS IS HAPPENING EVERYONE, I REPEAT CORA/SHANKS IS HAPPENING
Chapter 10
Summary:
“Ace hated himself.” Luffy said, and he didn’t know why.
Notes:
one year time skip!! Luffy and Law have been in the past for three years!
Sorry for missing an update! I was busy with life and starting a new fic for this series😅😂
I quite like this chapter, so I hope you all do too 😊
Enjoy!!
T/W: we see some PTSD and panic during this chapter. Read with caution if this bothers you 😁
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Chapter Text
As Olvia read the Poneglyph once more, she swallowed. Her crewmates were looking at her expectantly; she composed herself with a deep breath. Slowly did she read the contents of the stone, biting her lip when she finished. Laughs broke through the silence that flooded the area the moment Olvia finished, and she couldn’t help but join in.
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“The government is going to be after us a lot more after this.” Law said as they walked back to the Winter.
Luffy nodded, humming. He had this nostalgic look in his eyes as he looked around. Law was relieved to see that there was no hint of grief or guilt or regret in those expressive eyes because if there was, they were in for a rough night.
Law couldn’t comfort Luffy when he was the one freaking out, after all.
A calloused hand slipped into his, and Luffy looked up at him. There was no smile on his lips, no reassuring words on his tongue. It took years, but Luffy broke the habit of pretending everything was all nice and dandy and Law finally stopped allowing it – encouraging it.
“Torao, it’s okay to be scared.” Luffy said softly.
“I know.” Law said, gripping the hand in his tightly.
“We don’t have to be strong all the time,” Luffy added thoughtfully.
That was another thing they’ve worked on – being weak and allowing it. Law still wasn’t sure how he felt about the concept, but he was the one that started it, so he couldn’t complain.
“I know,” he whispered.
“Want to go back to the Winter?” Luffy asked, “The rest of the crew is already heading there.”
“Yeah,” Law said.
Luffy looked at him for another long moment, before squeezing his hand, “I’ll ask Rosi to create a silent bubble around our room.”
“Thank you,” Law said weakly.
No one heard a thing as Law broke in the privacy of his and Luffy’s room.
No one but Luffy.
(Because the only person who could ever dream of seeing Law like that was Luffy.
Because they knew how to be weak with each other.)
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The bounties came in two weeks after the Dawn Pirates left Laughing Tale.
The Pirate Kings: Trafalgar D. Law and Monkey D. Luffy – wanted dead or alive, both worth an approximant five point eight billion belli and some change.
The Dawn Pirates don’t really know how to handle this. They were worth a lot before reaching Laughing Tale, of course. Their lowest ranking member, Mihawk (Franky ahead of him by two-hundred belli, which he held over the other’s head), had a bounty in the three digit millions It wasn’t like they weren’t used to dealing with such large numbers over their head, but Luffy’s and Law’s bounties jumped by two and one billion respectively, and it was somewhat terrifying.
Law wasn’t too bad off – he spent the night on Laughing Tale crying his eyes dry – but Luffy’s smile was terribly tense and his laughs very forced. Luffy had been worth five billion for two weeks before the attacks on them started.
Now, it wasn’t like they hadn’t thought about it; heading to Laughing Tale and thus conquering the Grand Line again. Luffy and Law spent weeks on end speaking about whether or not they should go there but seeing how Olvia’s only reasoning for joining originally was to learn the truth, Law decided it would be worth it.
“We’ll be fine,” Luffy said one night after their bounties came in, and Law wasn’t sure if he was trying to convince himself or Law.
“We won’t let that happen again,” Law agreed.
And he meant it.
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“I met the most wonderful woman ever.” Was the first thing out of Roger’s mouth the moment the two crews met up.
Luffy could already see where this was going.
He didn’t want to listen.
“Her name is Rouge, she stole my wallet!” Roger said, hearts in his eyes and a flush on his face like stealing someone’s wallet is the perfect love-story.
“My mom’s name is Portgas D. Rouge. She died for me, so even if her sacrifice was for someone like me to live, I want to honor her…even if she wouldn’t want a demon to carry her name. Ha-hah! This world is going to know me as Portgas D. Ace!”
Luffy felt sick.
“You know, my mom had freckles! It’s the only part of myself that I cherish.”
“I cherish everything about you Ace, stop being so mean to yourself!”
“You’ll understand one day, Lu.”
He didn’t.
Luffy still didn’t understand.
“Luffy, do you honestly believe I should’ve been born?”
“Of course Ace! Why wouldn’t I!?”
“Be…because I shouldn’t exist!”
“Luffy?” Roger frowned and Luffy snapped back into reality.
“Oh, yeah?” Luffy said, looking up at the man.
“I asked if you knew her.” Roger replied, no agitation in his voice, a softer grin on his lips. There was something like understanding in his eyes.
“I haven’t met her before, but Ace used to talk about her sometimes.” Luffy said, tilting his head to the side.
“And Ace is your brother right?” Roger prodded.
Luffy scowled, eyes flashing dangerously, and the air around him thickened. “Of course he is.” He nearly spat.
He’s heard people doubt it before. Ask him why he’d want to be related to that, tell him that being brothers with such a person made him a monster.
He wouldn’t change it for the world because Ace deserved to live. He was Luffy’s brother.
The brother whose blood still stained Luffy’s hands.
“Well, is Rouge your mother?” Roger asked, either ignorant to the fact that Luffy was one wrong sentence away from attacking him or ignoring it. “I heard about Dragon, which means that there’s a possibility that they…well, had you?”
Luffy blinked, “Me and Ace weren’t blood-brothers.” He said blankly. “We shared sake when we were young, all three of us.”
Roger sighed and Luffy didn’t know if it was from relief or disappointment, “I see. I guess I misjudged!” he laughed.
Luffy was quiet for a moment, not knowing what to say as he and the older D. stared at one another. Their crews were mingling around them, not paying attention to their conversation, and at the moment it was just the two of them – Law having been dragged off by Rayleigh the moment they stepped onto land.
“Can you tell me about Ace?” Roger asked, hesitance clear in his voice, and his posture awkward.
Something in Luffy broke and his nails tore through his skin as his fists clenched. He lowered his head, hat shadowing his eyes, and his lips turned down.
(One thing Luffy loved about the past was the fact that only Law knew of Ace. Only Ace knew stories of Ace and Sabo, only he was the one who could fare to ask for a story of his childhood.)
“You don’t have to, of course!” Roger added quickly. “I just…want to know what he could be?”
“What he could be?” Luffy repeated, voice flat.
“Well, I want to have a child one day,” Roger said, “I want to know what I should prepare for? I know that might not make sense, but I really–”
“Ace hated himself.” Luffy said, and he didn’t know why.
Roger quieted instantly. Luffy inhaled deeply, closing his eyes and carefully relaxed his hands.
Blood leaked down his fingers.
Just like Ace’s did–
“He got better as we grew up, he set sail when he was seventeen, joined the Whitebeard crew a year or so after.” Luffy’s voice was soft, and it wavered but Roger stayed silent. “When he was twenty, he got captured by…the Marines were going to execute him – they wanted to kill Whitebeard. I did everything I could to save him – broke into Impel Down, raided Marineford, and we managed to get him free but I was so weak then. He took a attack meant for me, and died in my arms.”
It took Luffy a moment to realize he was crying.
It took him a moment to realize his nails were digging into his scar, that it was bleeding.
“You all care about someone like me…thank you – for loving me!”
“I love Ace very much.” Luffy said.
And then he was being brought into a hug. The arms around him weren’t the muscular, safe, familiar arms that he was used to – no. The arms around him didn’t belong to Law, and the chest his was pulled into wasn’t his lover’s.
Roger was hugging him.
And Luffy didn’t know how to feel about it.
He didn’t know how to feel about Roger in general.
But, this was Ace’s father. This was a man who looked at Law and saw a son – who looked at Luffy and saw a son-in-law. So Luffy carefully brought his hands up and clung to the man.
“Please, let him grow up good this time.” Luffy requested.
And Roger nodded, “I will.”
And in that moment, it was enough.
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“So, you boys took in Edward’s kid, eh?” Rayleigh asked as he looked at Law.
“Crocodile is a part of our crew, yeah,” Law agreed easily, leaning back on his palms.
He had been about to head over to Luffy when he first felt his Haki spike in a way it did when his emotions were a wreck, but the first mate of the Roger Pirates had told him to wait. And so Law grudgingly did, he didn’t really feel like fighting Rayleigh – even if they were really close in strength, fighting the Dark King wasn’t on his to-do list.
Besides, he knew Luffy would come to him if he needed to.
When Roger hugged Luffy, Law nearly jumped out of his skin. Luffy didn’t really…like Roger. He was unpredictable with people he wasn’t all that fond of, but Luffy hugged him back and Law felt something like pride rise up.
(It showed he was getting better and Law was so, so happy.)
“Edward isn’t too pleased, you know.” Rayleigh commented.
“Who gives a shit.” Law droned back, “Crocodile is nakama, if the old man wants to fight for it, we’ll kick his ass. Besides, we already have Big Mom on our ass, what’s another powerful Yonko chasing us?”
Rayleigh laughed, “You’re starting to sound like Luffy.”
“Luffy’s smart in his own way,” Law said.
It was quiet for a moment between the two, and Rayleigh sighed after a moment.
“Thank you, for taking them in. Katakuri and Crocodile.”
“Luffy and I like them. They’re nakama.” Law said simply.
“No, you don’t understand.” Rayleigh shook his head, “We all saw that the kid wasn’t all that happy but look at him now. And it doesn’t take a genius to see how Linlin treats her kids.”
Law followed the waved hand, and he saw Crocodile grinning and laughing at whatever Buggy was speaking about. Crocodile was a pretty stoic individual, but he’s been loosening up quite a bit recently. Katakuri himself was hanging by Jimbe and Zeff, eyes watching the scene Luffy and Roger were making and visibly ready to step in if he needed to. The guy was rough around the edges, and it took them months for him to get comfortable to eat around them – Law remembered how he had cried and cried when the crew told him he was perfect the way he was.
Law sighed through his nose and smiled a small smile, “Yeah, trust me, I know.”
“Edward is going to come after you when he finally figures out where you are. So will Linlin,” Rayleigh commented, knocking his glass against Law’s, “Give them hell, I guess.”
When it came to nakama and when they felt they’d get taken away, Law and Luffy knew how to give hell real well.
They won’t lose everyone again.
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“You’re gorgeous.” Shanks said, and it took him a second to realize he spoke aloud instead of thought.
Rosinante stared at him with wide pink-red eyes and Shanks felt his face heat up.
“I – I mean! I – uh – please forget that!” the cabin boy requested.
“No,” Rosinante said, and Shanks sputtered from pure embarrassment, “You’re pretty gorgeous too.”
Shanks gaped, “What?”
Okay, so maybe they had a bit (a lot) of rum in their system, but they were being honest.
“I’ve totally had a crush on you for years,” Rosinante said bluntly, and then he too flushed red.
“Really?” Shanks breathed, “I’ve liked you forever too!”
“Really?” Rosinante gasped in surprise.
They stared at one another for a long moment.
“Can I kiss you?” they chorused.
“Uh, yes,” Shanks blinked, “I’d really, really like that.”
“So would I.” Rosinante said, and he awkwardly leaned in.
Their lips pressed together, and after a few seconds they both leaned back.
“That was my first kiss.” Shanks said.
“That was mine too.” Rosinante said coyly.
“Wow.” Shanks breathed. “I’m gonna kiss you again.”
Rosinante nodded eagerly, and their lips pressed together once more.
(“Oh hell no!” Olvia sputtered, arms around her waist and holding onto her arms as she thrashed, “Let me go, Rosi’s too young for that!”
“Calm down, damnit.” Crocodile grunted. “He’s fifteen, let the kid live a little.”
“C’mon Big Sis! Let them have their moment!” Franky said cheerfully.
“Don’t even think about it.” Zeff said, eyeing Jimbe from the side of his eye.
The Fishman flushed, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Bullshit. You look ready to kick that kid’s ass.”
“Yohohohoho! Chief Law, how d’you feel about this.”
“Hm. Stop watching them, creeps.”
“Ouch, you wound us Chief!”)
“Do you want to be my boyfriend?” Rosinante asked, dazed and a slight slur to his words.
“Fuck. Yeah, I really do.” Shanks breathed.
And then he passed out.
As the pirate crews separated the morning after, intent on continuing their own adventures, Rosinante shyly kissed him and slipped the other his den-den number, saying they should talk about last night.
Shanks had no fucking idea why that happened or what had happened last night, but he was so not going to miss this opportunity!
Buggy complained under his breath, but he was pleased that the ranting would come to an end now.
It would, right?
Right?
Notes:
I didn't edit this much, so if there is any errors, let me know and I'll fix it as soon as I can :D
I'm almost finished with a dimension travel fic for The Life Before My Eyes, and I was wondering if anyone wanted a fic where this fic met canon?? I totally don't have a fic planned out for that *whistles*
Up next: We get a look at Whitebeard and Robin!!
Chapter 11
Notes:
THIS IS IT EVERYONE!!
This is the last chapter of Arc One!! Arc Two is starting and I can't be happier, omg I can't wait! For those of you wondering, I call Arc Two the "Child's Arc" bc we're getting some kids aboard~
For this chapter, I added in a prompt from the comments! :D
Enjoy!!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Luffy stared up at the giant man known as Whitebeard, a fierce expression on his face. The coat he was wearing, a dark piece of cloth that rested on his shoulders, billowed in the soft wind. Law stood by his side, Kikoku resting on his shoulder and hand lifting to undo the first buttons on his navy, spot-printed shirt, and he too looked just as deadly.
They knew Whitebeard was going to come after them eventually, but on their date night? Today was their fourth year in the past, and they were celebrating it by going out and eating a place dry and then they planned on beating up the pirate crew that had been staring at them since the moment they docked on this island, and then maybe end the night with a bit of booze and stay at an inn.
“We planned on beating up some pirates tonight anyways.” Law said dryly, eyes shadowed over as he scanned the Whitebeard pirates scattered around them.
Luffy didn’t laugh, didn’t agree or smile, just stared and Law eyed him. With a sigh, Law smirked and twisted to press his back against Luffy’s, knowing that his lover wouldn’t settle for going after anyone but Whitebeard, which meant he’d have to deal with all the pissed-looking pirates around them.
Oh well, they’d still be a workout.
“Where is my son.” Whitebeard’s voice was loud, and Law sneered over his shoulder.
“Don’t know who you’re talking about.” Luffy said blandly. His head tilted to the side, eyes alight with a look Law really hasn’t missed, and the Yonko across from them bristled.
Tremors quaked the earth and Law raised his hand, unsheathing Kikoku and rushing forward at the same time Luffy lunged at the taller man. His blade clashed with Marco the Phoenix’s talons, and he turned on his heel, parrying the claws while lifting a Haki-covered leg to kick into the man who tried to take him out from behind.
“Room,”
Sliding his hand down his blade, Law slashed at those around them. Their arms and legs and torsos fell apart, and he smirked when one of them tried to put their arms back on only for the limb to fall back to the ground. He had about four to five minutes before that wore off, and he still had a few dozen pirates aiming for his throat.
He heard the clash of metal on Haki and sent a glance over at Luffy, who was steaming, arms drawn back for a punch, and he sent Law a look. Law twisted his hand, and with a quick Shambles, he was taking Luffy’s place. He swiped at the Yonko, and he could hear people going flying by Luffy’s attacks.
Together, they could make even the strongest of men kneel.
Law grinned.
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“Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit–”
“Yohohohoho, what do we do? What do we do?” Brook laughed nervously as he waved his hands.
“So much for captains having their date,” Zeff said blandly, seemingly unbothered about the fact that Whitebeard’s men and White-fucking-Beard himself were surrounding their captains.
“Unfortunate, indeed,” Jimbe agreed, dropping the pirate who had tried to stab him carelessly onto the sand.
“WHY ARE THE BOTH OF YOU SO UNBOTHERED!?” Belle-mere shouted, and Rosinante laughed at her.
“We just have to keep the Winter safe so we can get out of here when Law and Luffy get back.”
“I’ve been wanting to try out my newest cola cannon,” Franky piped up, beaming like the cat that got the canary, “IT WAS SUPER!”
Olvia smiled sweetly as she planted her trademark axe against her shoulder, “I think I almost had a stroke.”
“Heeheeheee!” Kureha spun her bottle of amber liquid, “You look fine, deary.”
“This is my fault.” Crocodile muttered, downcast, “I’m sorry, everyone.”
“Nah, Captain Law knew this would happen eventually.” Katakuri said, “We’ve been preparing for this for a while.”
Crocodile’s eyes were wide, “And you all still took me in?”
“Katakuri’s lovely mother has been trying to take us down since we kidnapped him.” Brook added helpfully.
“Besides, you’re nakama,” Mihawk said blandly, sheathing his sword.
Crocodile opened his mouth before frowned. Anyone else telling him that, and he’d call bullshit. But he knew this crew meant it, so he nodded uneasily.
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“This is boring.” Luffy said plainly, “I’m hungry now, Torao can we go eat something?”
Edward’s eyes widened when the man who was giving him a good run for his money, attacks almost too fast for his eyes and even his Haki to keep up with, suddenly stopped. All his sons were all in pieces, but alive and somehow unharmed, and now the only obstacle in the Dawn Captains’ way was Edward himself.
Edward was strong, but up against these two, who were much stronger than he had heard they were? He knew logically he wouldn’t win this fight like he had thought he would’ve.
“Sure.” Law said, and the dome that was around them fell easily, “The crew’s probably ready to get out of here. We’ll have to celebrate our anniversary later.”
“Boo!” Luffy pouted, full on sulking as he stomped away. He pointed at Edward, eyes alight with anger and a scowl on his face, “Crocodile is our nakama. You can’t have him if he doesn’t want to go with you. And you totally suck, we had a plan and you ruined it!”
“Sucks, when people ruin your plan,” Law droned dryly, “Doesn’t it?”
“Torao~ Your plan sucked!” Luffy whined, rushing over to him. “I wanted to kick his ass!”
“And we only won by sheer, dumb luck.” Law said.
Edward watched, unsure what to do, as Luffy grinned and grabbed a tattooed hand. “Ne, Torao, can we stop at that place with all the meat?”
“You already ate them dry.”
“Oh, darn. Think Zeff’ll cook us something?”
“I’m sure.”
It took Edward a few minutes to realize two people called a fight to the death with him, Whitebeard, boring.
“Oyaji, did that just happen?”
“I…think so?”
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“Captains!” Olvia cried as she burst into the captains’ quarters, uncaring about whatever she’d see behind that closed door.
“Olvia?” Luffy asked, peeking over the mountain of blankets they slept with.
Law running cold made him an icicle when he was asleep, and the first few members of the crew had unpleasant memories of waking up to Luffy’s shrieks about cold hands. Kureha had dumped a pile of blankets onto the two after they visited an island approximately two months after she joined and since then, they’ve always been drowning in the fluffy material. Normally Olvia would find it endearing – she found everything about her captains’ relationship endearing, they were just so cute! – but now wasn’t the time.
“We need to go to Ohara, please!” she begged, eyes wide and filled with tears. “Please, my husband fell ill months ago and I’ve only found out about his death now, Robin’s all alone! Please, I beg you–”
“Stop,” Law commanded, voice firm and Olvia collapsed to her knees.
He pulled himself from the large bed, feet slapping against the wood almost silently, and he kneeled in front of Olvia. The archeologist sniffled when her captain met her eyes, expression serious.
“There is no need to beg us. We’re family, Olvia.” He told her.
And then he was walking past her, Luffy taking his place, his arms wrapping around the woman and pulling her into a hug as Law ordered their navigator, Katakuri, to take them to the West Blue.
“Thank you,” she whispered, and Luffy’s grip on her tightened.
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Robin hasn’t seen her mother in a very long time. She didn’t have a lot of memories of her, but her father would tell her stories and she would read her mother’s letters and she could almost feel like her mother was by her side as she spoke passionately about life at sea.
Five months ago, her father fell sick and died. The letters continued to come in, her mother unaware of her husband’s death because Robin wasn’t allowed to send letters back. Robin’s aunt was a horrible person – the people of Ohara weren’t kind to her either. Robin was all alone, minus the scholars at the Grand Tree. When Robin finally managed to send a letter out, she had hoped her mother would return.
That was two months ago, and Robin hasn’t seen her mother at all. Her aunt rudely told her to not hope, her uncle smiled and said Olvia would return. Robin hoped, but she didn’t know…
Robin closed her book and stood, not paying the woman trying to scold her any mind and walked out of the forest. She still had chores to do from her aunt, and she knew it would be better to do them sooner than later. Robin’s mind wandered as she wandered down the street, observing the people around her, the families around her.
Robin wanted that. She really wanted that.
“Robin!”
Robin paused at the shout, turning slightly and her lips parted when she saw who had shouted for her. She had her mother’s bounty kept hidden in her favorite book – and the face on that bounty was the one rushing to her.
“Mom?” Robin asked, tears flooding her vision.
“Oh, Robin,” Olvia cried as she skidded to her knees, taking Robin into a hug.
It’s been so long since Robin’s been hugged.
“Mommy!” Robin sobbed, holding onto her mother tightly.
“It’s okay now, I’m here,” her mother said, tears running down her cheeks, and Robin cried.
Cried in a way she hadn’t been allowed to in months.
Just a few days after, she was in her mother’s arms with wind in her hair, the first official Cabin-Girl of the Dawn Pirates.
She’s never felt freer.
Notes:
Next Chapter: We get some Ace feels, a peak at Skypeia along with a new crewmember, and we get some Doffy action!
See you then~!
Chapter 12
Summary:
“We wanted to get your blessing,” Rouge said, smiling at him softly, “To name him Ace.”
Notes:
Welcome back~!
I just finished the Cake Island Arc!! It was so~ good!
Enjoy!!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Luffy stared into the silver eyes, muscles tensed and eyes wide. He wasn’t sure if he was breathing or not, all of his attention on the freckled face and silver eyes.
“We wanted to get your blessing,” Rouge said, smiling at him softly, “To name him Ace.”
Luffy choked and he didn’t know on what.
“We understand if you’d like us not to.” Roger added, arm wrapped securely around his wife.
Law’s arm wrapped around his waist, the hold grounding and he bent just enough to whisper in Luffy’s ear. “If this is too much, we don’t have to stay.”
“I know.” Luffy said, voice quiet and wobbling.
This baby wasn’t his Ace. He might have the beginning of Ace’s presence, might have his silver eyes and freckled skin, but this baby would never be his brother.
And that hurt.
But…
“Yeah,” Luffy said, swallowing and reaching out to the baby in Rouge’s hands. He paused before he could touch the child, “You can name him Ace.”
Rouge smiled at him, motherly and grateful (a smile Luffy has seen from her so often), “Thank you, my son,” she said kindly.
Luffy nodded jerkily and just as he was going to pull his hand back, chubby baby fingers wrapped around his. The Pirate King stared at the baby who held his fingers, and the newly named Ace smiled, and he giggled.
And Luffy sobbed.
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“Sabo is going to be born in a year and a half, if things go as it did originally.” Law commented one night, hunched over the desk in his and Luffy’s room, a book about leprechauns and swords in his hands.
Katakuri had given him the book when he saw Law rereading his fifth book on the nerves in the human body for the sixth time this last two months, nodding like he just figured out the answers to the world as he slid the book over.
Law had scoffed but accepted it and now he can’t put it down.
“I know,” Luffy said, and Law didn’t react when he heard a loud crunch, knowing Luffy was probably just eating the bone to his last leg of meat – his midnight snack.
“Are we going to kidnap him?” Law asked, flipping the page.
“I don’t want to make decisions for him,” Luffy said after a moment, “I want him to chose if he wants to be noble or not.”
Law finally tore his eyes away from the stupid book about tiny gold-obsessed men fighting with tiny swords and observed his lover intently. “Are you certain?”
“He’s not my Sabo, Torao,” Luffy said, pursing his lips, “So I’ll find him when he can make his own decisions.”
Law’s eyes softened, “I won’t push.” He agreed.
After all, it was Luffy’s decision whether or not they got Sabo sooner or later. Luffy smiled at him, real but small and Law slipped his bookmark (one with a lot of glittery hearts trapped under a clear lining, a gift from Belle-mere when the younger noticed Law didn’t have one – it was a sort of gag gift about him being a heart stealer seeing as the heart in his chest wasn’t his) into his book. He made his way over to Luffy after blowing out the candle next to him, and Luffy’s smile grew when the man he shared his crown with joined him under soft sheets.
“Do you want to go anywhere, Torao?” Luffy asked him quietly, reaching over to the candle burning by his side, fingers snuffing the flame out.
“I was thinking of going to Sky Island,” Law said, “And Rosi wanted to get a few more dials, those he snagged off that trader’s ship aren’t enough, apparently.”
“Okay,” Luffy said, “Let’s go to the Sky, Torao.”
Law smiled softly, reaching out in the dark and caressing his lover’s cheek. “Is there anywhere you want to go?”
“I want to be with you,” Luffy said, “I’m happy with Torao.”
“I’m very happy with you too,” Law murmured.
His fingers slipped down tan skin, stopping on Luffy’s chest to feel his own heartbeat locked behind Luffy’s skin. Law loved how it felt like he claimed the younger man so deeply that Luffy didn’t even have his own heart in his chest anymore. Luffy reached up, touching his hand, and Law dipped to press their lips together.
“I love you,” Law whispered against his lover’s lips.
Luffy smiled, “I love you too,”
“Luffy-ya,” Law said, once they were settled in bed. Blankets were thrown haphazardly over them, his head rested on Luffy’s chest, the younger’s fingers carting through his hair lazily as he was on the verge of sleep.
“Hm?” Luffy hummed sleepily, turning further into Law.
“One more chapter–”
“No, go to sleep.”
Law pouted into tan skin but wrapped his arms around Luffy anyways.
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They left Skypiea with a new crewmember, a reckless woman who was obsessed with reject dials and the many ways to use them in attacks who was slightly terrifying; Coinin.
The blonde woman smiled, an angelic appearance as she held her harp which she used as a bow and arrow with terrifying accuracy.
“You and I are going to get along well,” Mihawk said, grinning sharply.
They might have stopped a war while they were there, but Law would blame Luffy.
(The crew would blame Law.)
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Rosinante slipped between the crowd of people silently, his Devil Fruit active. Whilst he was a clumsy person, he was also an excellent spy, and his Devil Fruit was a big help with him staying undetected. It was only recently that he learned that his Devil Fruit not only made anything he touched and himself silent, but also made him undetectable to Observation Haki.
Hence him breaking into a very guarded pirate base and stealing some things from them, such as information on the Dawn Pirates.
It wasn’t as though they couldn’t fight off whomever they needed to, even if their opponents knew all their attacks and their histories or whatever. Luffy and Law were an unstoppable force; they were easily two of the strongest men in the world when they were serious in a fight. Hell, they would’ve beaten Whitebeard if they’d been actually interested in doing so. But there were things that they didn’t want people to know, such as their important people.
Rosinante carefully stayed out of view as he picked the lock to the door, slipping inside silently when the lock turned. He didn’t know who was buying the information, just knew they had a lot of money to do so. It’s not like information on the Dawn Pirates was cheap, after all.
Rosinante flinched when he heard gunshots, hand falling to his pistol and the other grabbing his Den-Den. Seems he was a bit late and the people buying the info weren’t, in fact, actually buying it. The snail was silent when the line went through, but Rosinante knew his crew would send in their backup just because he called.
“Young Master, seems they did have the promised information.” A man said, and Rosinante frowned. He hung on the Den-Den after nodding to it and grabbed his other pistol. He might even have to pull out his blade – this could get messy. Rosinante juggled a smoke bomb in his less-dominate hand, and brought it up to his lips, teeth holding the explosive securely. It took him a while to do so without activating the thing, but now he was a master at multitasking in such a way.
Rosinante inhaled, steeled his nerved, and grinned.
He brought his leg up, kicking into the wall, and lifted his pistols as the bomb dropped from his lips and flooded the room in smoke. He took a quick scan of the room using his Haki, finger pulling the trigger and his paralyzing bullets hitting all but five of its marks. It was silent as the smoke settled, and Rosinante’s eyes widened when he saw who exactly purchased information on his crew.
“Rosi,” Doflamingo said, voice holding a breathless tinge, but the grin on his lips unfaltering.
Rosinante kept his pistol aimed at Doflamingo’s men, teeth chewing into his lip and eyes unmoving from where Doflamingo’s should be – instead hidden behind glasses.
“What a pleasant surprise, I should have known the Dawn Pirates would hear of information on them being sold.” Doflamingo said, waving a hand, “Come, sit down, baby brother.”
Rosinante’s hands shook as he lowered his pistols. He couldn’t take out Doflamingo and his top Executives, so he would have to wait for his crew to show. He carefully stepped over the body of a woman with orange and yellow hair, cringing apologetically when she stared at him – his bullets were filled with a fast-working poison that didn’t harm the body but relaxed all the muscles to the point where moving was impossible for at least two hours.
The chair his brother waved him to had a man occupying it, and Rosinante cursed silently when he saw that the man was dead. He took the seat next to him, pulling his coat back to put his pistols into their designated slots, retrieving his pack of cigarettes as he took his hand out.
Law had raised an eyebrow when Rosinante returned with a pack of smokes, Kureha had scolded him, Belle-mere had rolled her eyes, Jimbe had offered to share his tobacco, and Shanks had drooled (when they met up again), but Rosinante liked to smoke when he was nervous or particularly excited. Doflamingo didn’t say a thing when Rosinante lit his cigarette, Devil Fruit inactive, and the younger pirate leaned back in his chair.
“You look well, hm?” Doflamingo asked, raising an eyebrow as he leaned onto the tabletop. His finger twitched and a file went flying at him. “Cabin-boy of the Dawn Pirates, but we can all assume that’s not true seeing as you came here alone. First to join the Dawn Pirates, former marine, you sure are a busy bee.”
Rosinante stared at him silently, simply breathing smoke from his lungs.
They stared at one another for a long moment before Rosinante shifted, tapping a red-painted nail (which was chipped, he’d have to redo it later) onto the tabletop, letting the ash fall from his smoke and into the ashtray.
“Captain of the Donquixote Family, top executives being Vergo, Trebol, Diamante, and Pica, known as a mafia but truly a pirate crew, has at least twenty members not counting the main family, you sure are a busy bee, Doffy.” He said slowly, and Doflamingo’s grin visibly grew.
“How have you been, my precious Rosi?” Doflamingo asked, tilting his head down slightly. Rosinante saw a flash of pink and blue eyes, and he paused for a moment.
“Well, can’t really complain. Have the navy on my ass, a family that’s always getting into trouble, I catch myself on fire too many times to count, how about you, Doffy?” he asked, covering his anxiety like he had been trained to, years ago.
As if jinxing himself, ash fell onto his jacket and the fur at his wrist lit on fire.
“Son of a bitch, I just got this coat replaced!” Rosinante complained, hitting the fire wildly. His pants caught fire next, and he groaned, staring at the roof as if asking the world why him. “Fuck’n hell.”
There was a laugh and Rosinante sent a dark glare at the man who had…snot running down his face. Disgusting.
Doflamingo laughed, but it wasn’t a mocking one like the man behind him, and Rosinante wondered how long it had been since he heard his brother laugh.
“Listen, Doffy, I’ma need those files,” He said bluntly, killing his cigarette in the ashtray.
Doflamingo raised an eyebrow, flipping through a very small file labeled “Trafalgar D. Law” slowly, “And I happen to want these files.”
Rosinante rested his cheek in his palm, “Do you plan on challenging them?”
“And if I do?” was the hummed response.
“They’re much stronger than your crew.” Rosinante said honestly.
“Why you–” a man with a painted face, Diamante, growled at him.
“Brother: Trafalgar Lucas, sister-in-Law, Trafalgar Lilly, nephew: Trafalgar Water, newborn niece: Trafalgar Lami.” Doflamingo droned, and Rosinante felt ice float in his veins. “Name, Monkey D. Luffy. Father Monkey D Garp, brother Monkey D. Dragon, lover, Trafalgar D. Law. What an interesting family, don’t you think, Rosi? Three D’s, or is it four? Is Law a born D, or did he just take his husband’s name?”
“Why should it matter?” Rosinante questioned, “Does a mere letter scare you, brother?”
Doflamingo’s smile slipped a fraction, and Rosinante leaned forward, “Those two are the strongest people you’ll ever meet. Use all the information you want, they’ll destroy you.”
“Is that a threat?”
“It’s a fact, you’ve always been smart, I suggest you heed it.” Rosinante said plainly. He waved at the room, “I’m just a sniper, but I just took out a good fraction of your crew, did I not?”
His brother stared at him impassively, and Rosinante smiled. “Captain and Chief don’t even need to handle you all, brother.”
Jimbe cracked his knuckles from behind them, and Zeff grinned his honestly terrifying grin.
Rosinante walked back to the ship, files in hand, and his brother watching him leave.
Notes:
That's certainly not the last we've seen of Doffy, don't worry!
Up Next: Hancock and her siblings are introduced to the crew, and the captains get a child who might or might not be a noble boy~
Chapter 13
Summary:
“He’s very young, Captain,”
“I’m four and a half!”
Notes:
This chapter is way longer than I intended, but I sort of got lost in writing this one. And editing it, because apparently, I already edited it and I don't remember when XD
Also, this is a like a four year time skip from the last chapter?
Their ages, roughly, Luffy: 26 Law: 33
Enjoy~!
TW: slavery in the first section
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Law carefully cradled the girl in his arm, nodding for the crew to go back to the ship. They had seen the ship and knew instantly what it was – a World Noble vessel, one that usually held a Celestial Dragon and slaves. They had been right, and Law had taken great pleasure knocking the Dragon’s skull around before he went to tend to the slaves on the boat.
He recognized Boa Hancock and her siblings instantly, and carefully held the first in his arms while his crew helped the others up and to the New Winter. Once they were all off the ship, Law nodded to his lover, who was already throwing his arms back and sending in down into the ship.
“Let go of me!” the girl in his arms sputtered, thin arms rising to hit at him.
Law didn’t flinch, simply lifted his hand and carefully held the girl’s head in place, lest she trigger the collar around her neck and explode them both. “Easy,” he said softly, “We don’t want to trigger that collar. Let me take it off, you can do whatever you want after.”
Hancock paused, eyes distrustful and wary, but there was a sheen of hope in them. “Whatever I want?” she repeated blankly.
Law nodded, gently setting her down next to the others on the deck. “You all are free now, you can do whatever the hell you want.”
His eyes stopped on another girl whom he easily realized as Koala of the revolution, and he wondered if he should call Dragon up. He probably should; he knows what to do in this situation more than most do. Luffy stopped next to him, the ship sinking behind him, and Law looked up.
“Can you remove these; I need to call your brother.” He said.
“Yeah,” Luffy nodded, folding his knees and giving Hancock a fake but easily reassuring grin, and explained that he was going to remove her collar.
“I’ll prepare food, something light,” Zeff said. Jimbe watched him go, and Katakuri followed, saying something about making them some easy to stomach sweets because everyone needs sweets.
Robin watched warily by Olvia’s side, and Rosinante wasn’t even present on the deck. Law had noticed how disgusted he looked when realized what was happening, who they were fighting to be exact, and he made a mental note to talk to the kid. Brook started to play some calming music, and Kureha was already checking the people for injuries and fixing them up.
Law slipped into the kitchen, reached for the snail, and dialed a number.
Dragon answered on the fourth ring, not letting Law speak past his “Dragon”. “I was planning on calling you, I need a favor.”
“Yeah, okay, but first Dragon, meet us at Alabasta, we have a lot of freed World Noble Slaves here.”
Dragon’s curse was audible.
And when the revolutionaries showed up two weeks later, all but four girls went with him. One girl, the youngest named Koala, kept a tight grip on Jimbe’s shirt, refusing to leave and Jimbe smiled, requesting to keep the girl and take her home. It’s not like Luffy or Law could say no when they saw how much the Fishman cared for the girl, after all.
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“Thank you for saving us,” Hancock repeated, tears in her eyes as she looked at the island she’s been away from for a year and a half.
“Hancock, we’re nakama now, don’t thank us!” Luffy said, smiling cheerily because he knew it helped the girls relax around him.
Tears streamed down their faces, and the girls nodded, “Thank you!”
Law smiled softly, patting the girls’ heads carefully, “Call us if you’re ever in trouble. You’re welcome on our ship anytime.”
(They’d get calls monthly, and the Boa sisters would call the captains Father.)
(One day, very soon, three sisters would be known as the Gorgon Sisters, former Cabin Girls of the Dawn Pirates and the world would fear the day they crossed them.)
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Sabo was smart for his age. He understood a lot, which pleased his parents for a while. Being four and half years old, Sabo understood more than even some adults did.
Something he learned recently was that his parents didn’t care about him, only their status and their wealth. It was after he noticed that, that he saw a lot and learned more.
Nobles were terrible people, and he was ashamed to be one. The stories Sabo has heard from those living in the terminal sounded so…free. Sabo wanted to be free – wanted to sail on the open seas with wind in his hair and not a care in the world. But his parents would never let him out of his clutches, and it was a hard truth to swallow.
Sabo was ashamed of his noble blood. He just wanted to be a pirate – he wanted to be free. Sabo had to be the perfect son for his perfect parents.
“Sabo, darling, meet Sir Hakumo, and his daughter Haku,” his mother said, voice pitched into a false caring tone and Sabo grudgingly did as told.
“Haku is to be your wife,” his father said, and Sabo froze.
Wife. Huh, they were already marrying him off to the best offer?
Sabo wasn’t for that.
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Luffy looked around High Town curiously. He hadn’t been to this place in years, not since he left Dawn Island when he turned seventeen – and even then, going to High Town was rare after Sabo’s death. Neither Luffy or Ace wanted to be around the people who witnessed his death but still cheered for his supposed killer.
Mihawk and Crocodile walked on either side of them, the main reasons for their early visit to this island. They had both wanted to scope out some new outfits because, apparently, Mihawk’s clothes were so last season and he needed to get something better – they all knew he just wanted to go shopping and possibly steal from Nobles – and Crocodile ripped his favorite cravat on their last raid. Law had grudgingly let them go, most of the crew heading to Makino’s bar – which currently belonged to her mother Molly. Luffy had a feeling they’d be regulars at that place.
“You seem to know this place well, Captain,” Mihawk mused, carefully keeping him in sight lest he lose his captain.
“I grew up on this island,” Luffy said, grin not so bright.
“I didn’t know that.” Crocodile said thoughtfully, looking at him lazily before refocusing onto the displays. “How’d you and Chief meet if he’s from the North?”
“Well, me ‘n Torao met at Sabaody. He saved me when I got into a…fight I couldn’t exactly finish, and a few years later we made a pirate alliance.” Luffy said, his eyes drifted to the ramen place he and his brothers used to rob. He inhaled deeply and he was proud of himself that he was able to tell his crew some of his past. “Our crews were destroyed so we stuck together, and we made this one! Why are you staring at me like that?”
“You both were captains of different crews?” Crocodile asked in surprise.
“Mm,” Luffy nodded, “It was a long time ago,” he said flippantly, “That there is the shop for suits and stuff, Crocy!”
Crocodile followed Luffy’s pointing finger and nodded, knowing the topic was purposefully changed. Mihawk curiously followed, making sure Luffy was trailing behind them. Luffy took a step forward when he sensed someone running towards him, and he looked down as a familiar head of blond ran into his leg, the child falling back. Luffy felt the breath leave his lungs and it felt like time stood still as he stared at the child version of his brother – of the child that would never be his brother.
Sabo, if he was still named the same now, stared up at him, terror in his eyes but not directed at Luffy. The young one looked behind him in fear as guards rushed over, yelling about him staying where he was so he could be returned to his father, the father who was following after them, and Luffy squatted down so he was almost eye-level with the child.
“Do you want to go with them?” he asked carefully.
“No, I don’t,” Sabo whimpered, reaching up and grabbing onto Luffy’s shirt, “Please mister, I don’t want to go back! I want to be free!”
Luffy reached out, patting the boy’s head, before pulling him close. Sabo held up with his arm and against his chest, Luffy waved his two crewmates to stand down.
“Sir, I suggest you give us the child,” One of the guards ordered, and Luffy smiled as he stood.
“Or what?” he asked, the grin his crew dubbed his ‘terrifying, deadly grin’ on his lips.
The whispers stopped for a long moment before one of the noble women by them screeched, “It’s one of the Pirate Kings!”
“Someone get the Marines!”
“Guards, capture him!”
“Gah, what does he want here? Filthy pirates have no business here!”
“He’s kidnapping that noble child!”
Sabo tensed in his arms, and he looked up at him in shock. “You’re the Pirate King?”
“Sure am!” Luffy grinned, “You don’t like it here, right? Shishishishi! Come to sea with me!”
Sabo’s eyes filled with tears and he nodded. Luffy grinned, and he looked at his crew from over his shoulder, “Meet you back at the ship, boys!”
They’ve been through enough scenarios similar to this to understand and both Crocodile and Mihawk nodded and fled in opposite directions. Luffy looked up, met Outlook’s eyes, and let his Haki flow off him, targeting everyone in the area but the child in his hands.
He took great pleasure in seeing all of them fall.
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“You kidnapped a child.” Zeff said bluntly.
“This is Sabo!” Luffy cheered, and the blond boy who sported a certain straw hat beamed.
“You kidnapped a child,” Katakuri said, “Do you like donuts? I…won’t share my treats, but you can have some of Brook’s.”
“What? Why mine?” Brook whined, holding his bag of taffy protectively.
“Be nice to the kid and share!” Belle-mere said, laughing. “Kids can’t have smokes, right?”
“You aren’t serious, are you?” Coinin asked, blond eyebrow raising.
“Of course I ain’t!” Belle-mere chuckled.
Sabo laughed as Luffy set him down onto the counter of the bar, “I like you guys! You’re funny!”
“I’m assuming the kid’s coming with us, Captain?” Kureha asked, grinning as she kicked her feet up onto Rosinante’s knees. Everyone was used as her footrest when they sat next to her.
“Well, if he wants.” Luffy shrugged.
“I do!” Sabo insisted.
“He’s very young, Captain,” Olvia worried.
“I’m four and a half!”
“Robin’s our youngest and she’s twelve.” Crocodile said, “That’s a huge difference.”
“Sabo’s already nakama,” Luffy said, “So it’s settled!”
The crew knew better than to argue and all went back to their drinks and conversations. Luffy wandered off within a few minutes, probably off to find Law, so the crewmates present turned their attention to the kid who was observing them with interest.
“So, kid, there’s a few things ya need to know,” Zeff said. Sabo nodded eagerly, so he continued. “The Dawn Pirates, that’s us, have two captains. Luffy is referred to as Captain, and our other captain, Law, is referred to as Chief.”
“But if they’re both captains then why don’t you call them captain?” Sabo asked, tilting his head.
Belle-mere cooed at him, “He’s so adorable.”
“Well, if you just said captain and you want Law, then you’ll get both of their attention, it’s easier to call them separate titles.” Zeff explained.
“Okay!” Sabo grinned.
“Well, yer probably going to be a cabin boy, but since he’s a kid, he’ll do less chores, right?” Coinin looked to the others.
“Yeah, let the captains decide that.” Olvia agreed.
“The donuts in the top drawer are mine,” Katakuri said, “I make desert every night, but those extra treats are mine.”
“Okay,” Sabo said, and Katakuri observed the sly look in the child’s eye.
He had a bad feeling he’d need a lock for his candy drawer.
“The captains are well known and are always targeted by the marines, so you’ll have to stay out of fights, okay?” Olvia said, smiling her motherly smile.
Sabo nodded firmly, “Those’re easy rules!”
“Sure are.” Brook said, “I think you’ll fit in just right here!”
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“I can’t believe this! The marines are getting cocky!” Belle-mere frowned, lifting her arms and sighing in satisfaction when her muscles popped.
“They sure are,” Mihawk said, adjusting his grip on the bag of produce.
They had been out restocking when a group of marines attacked them. It had been very easy to deal with them, but the annoyance had still stood.
“I just want to take a nice long soak,” Belle-mere complained.
“Coinin said she would start the baths when we left. I’m sure the water is still warm.” Mihawk raised an eyebrow, “You’ve been starting to smell.”
Belle-mere punched him. Mihawk’s eyebrow twitched.
“You have no respect! Honestly, you could really start to be nicer! Mihawk you’re so–” Belle-mere paused, eyes widening and Mihawk followed her gaze.
“Oh no,” Mihawk sighed.
“You girls are mine now, okay?” Belle-mere said, picking up the blue haired child and the baby the girl was holding.
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Sabo laughed happily as he rushed from the pastry shop, rushing from the angry baker that was trying to grab him. He’s been a part of the Dawn Pirates for approximately four months now, and he and the crew were currently in Alabasta. It was a hot place, but Sabo did like their scones, and he knew that Katakuri liked their famous “Sand-Glass” candy, so he went out of his way to steal some for them.
It's not like pirates didn’t steal anyways.
“Hey! Let go!” Sabo yelped when his collar to his coat – one that was an exact design of Chief Law’s feathered coat – was snagged.
“No, you shit!” the baker barked at him, waving him in the air, “Thief!”
“Oi,”
That was when Sabo noticed how quiet it was. He looked back at the dark voice and grinned when he saw who was currently towering over the baker.
“What the hell – oh,”
“Yeah, oh,” Law mocked, eyes alight with anger as he tilted his head to the side, half his face shadowed by his hat, “Hand that kid over unless you want to lose an arm.”
Sabo pulled on his eye, sticking his tongue out at the baker as his chief carried him away, scowling at the people around.
Sabo really loved this crew.
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“Hey, can I call you Dad?”
“No.”
“Huh? Why not?!”
“Why do you want to call me dad?”
“Because you act like a dad should!”
Sabo and Law had a staring contest, before the older sighed and continued to dab an alcohol wipe against Sabo’s scraped knee. “No, kid.”
Sabo pouted.
Luffy peered into the infirmary, eyes lighting up when he saw them, and he skipped into the room. “I heard you got caught steeling stuff.” He said bluntly, “Are you okay?”
“Of course I am!” Sabo puffed up, grinning, “Hey, Captain, can I call you Papa?”
Luffy frowned thoughtfully, “Eh, why?”
“Because Chief acts like a dad and you act like a dad and you guys are married, but Chief is Dad so you have to be Papa.” Sabo said nodding.
“Eh?”
Luffy and Law stared at the child before the younger captain positively beamed and wrapped them both into a hug, “Law~! We have a kid!”
Law sighed but he couldn’t hide his smile.
“Fine,”
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Rosinante smiled at the crew he’s been a part of since he was thirteen and adjusted his bag. He was officially starting his own crew with Shanks, and his boyfriend and the Roger Pirates just docked at the island. Their journey was starting now.
“Okay, I’m off.” Rosinante said. They had said their goodbyes last night during his farewell party, and he didn’t want to make the mood a sad one.
“Take care, Rosi,” Olvia said, and she smiled at him, handing him a rose-patterned journal. Rosinante knew she had written all the tricks and hacks that he’ll need to survive and he thanked her.
“Here you go, Big Bro!” Franky said, shoving a pistol at him, “It’s a Cola Pistol!”
And then the half-cyborg continued to sob and play the guitar.
“This is for when you get a little too clumsy,” Kureha said, handing him a small med kit.
Slowly, one by one, Rosinante said his final goodbyes to the crew that was his family, before he ended at his captains – his parent figures. They all stared at one another for a long, long moment before Law smiled and pulled him into a hug. Luffy latched onto his side, his arms wrapping around them all twice.
“We’re going to miss you, Rosinante,” Law said softly, “Take care, okay? And call.”
“Shishishishi! I can’t wait to read about you guys in the paper!” Luffy added, hold tightening slightly.
They both spoke after a few seconds, voices perfectly intertwined, “We’re so proud of you.”
Rosinante felt tears leak down his cheeks, and he sniffed loudly. “Dads…” he cried into Law’s shoulder.
“It’s a big world out there,” Law said, “But we’ll see each other again.”
“And you can tell us all about your adventures,” Luffy said, and his arms retracted.
And Law pulled out of the hug, his not-legally-but-still-husband sharing his grin, “Now get out of here before we decide to keep you forever.”
Rosinante laughed, wiped his eyes, and then jumped down onto the dock. “Bye everyone!” he yelled.
Shanks grinned widely as he took hold of his hand and Rosinante shared it.
And that was the beginning of the Red Pirates.
(Five and a half years later, a News Coo would reach the Dawn Pirates and they would read about the Red-Duo being officially named as the Twin Emperors, turning the five emperor crews into six.
And they would party, obviously.)
Notes:
Next chapter: WE GET BABY LUFFY, I REPEAT, WE GET BABY LUFFY!! We also get to see Koala, and a journalist who just so happened across Luffy and Law being in love parents :D
Also, yes, Law is a traumatized child whisper and I plan on him and Luffy having like six kids XD
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Chapter 14
Notes:
This chapter is actually much longer than I thought it was??
Enjoy!!
Luffy: 29 Law: 35
Sabo: 5 Lyle (baby Luffy) 2
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
“Luffy,” Law groaned, turning to the side, “I’m not dealing with it.”
Luffy whined, chasing after Law as more cries filled their room.
“No, go deal with the baby.” Law said, slapping at Luffy’s hand tiredly.
Luffy whined again but pushed himself up from the blankets. Law blurrily watched his lover navigate over to the crib bolted to the floor on the other side of the room; the crib that held the baby Dragon left them with a few weeks ago. Lyle, Dragon’s son, was barely two years, his birthday being last month. Law has no idea what the revolutionary was thinking, giving a Pirate Crew his child.
(And, no, he refused to admit that it was smart giving the pirate crew known for taking in children and “brainwashing them to be the next generation of pirates” (what a load of shit) his son, whom would have a target on his back the moment his parentage is found out.
Dragon would get a large head if he found out Law thought he was smart.)
Luffy picked the child up, and after a lot of trial and error with a sack of potatoes he knew how to do so correctly and checked the baby like how Belle-mere showed him to. Law watched in a sleepy content-ness as Luffy started to rock Lyle, humming some song in a raspy off-tune as his eyelids fluttered.
Law had never wanted children – not with how he grew up and how he had just wanted to destroy the world, which changed into a self-sacrificing goal to avenge Cora-san. After that, he didn’t want a child because he didn’t want to paint a target on the kid, along with the fact that an equally wanted man had his heart, literally and figuratively.
But it was kind of nice seeing Luffy take care of a baby – it was oddly domestic. Something Law was so sure he’d never have in his life. And now, Law was happy for the chance to have kids, to have a family with the only man he’ll ever love in such an obsessive way – in such a way that he needed to love Luffy like he needed air in his lungs. It was a surreal experience, a cherished experience.
(He wondered what it would be like to have his own child with Luffy, but that would probably never happen…)
After a few minutes, Luffy placed the sleeping boy back into his crib and made his way back to the bed. Law allowed his lover to pull him into a scarred chest and sighed softly as he wrapped his arms around Luffy in turn.
“It’s your turn next.” Luffy grumbled.
Law snorted.
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“Sabo, Nojiko, you get back here right now and eat your vegetables!” Zeff roared as the blond boy rushed out of the room in a fit of giggles. Nojiko followed after him, bags of chocolate in her arms and Katakuri stopped talking, eyes wide when he saw his personal stash had been raided.
“Oi, you brats!” the former Big Mom pirate yelped, joining the chase.
Koala giggled behind her hand as she watched her friends being chased. She never would have thought she’d have something like this – not recently. She got a family, people who understood her, something that not even her own mother was willing to do.
The village, her old home, had been terrified when she returned, Jimbe escorting her with Captain Luffy and Law by her other side. Koala had stayed there until her home was attacked, the Dawn Pirates finding her two weeks later hiding in ruble that used to be her village.
Koala didn’t know if her people were still alive, she’s sure they are but ignorance is bliss, but she didn’t feel the need to search for them. She had the Dawn Pirates – she was part of the Dawn Pirates.
“Koala, catch!” Sabo sputtered and Koala let out a yelp when a bag of chocolates found themselves in her arms.
Her friends were really stupid for wanting to get chased by an angry cook and angry navigator. They really were.
But that didn’t stop Koala from grinning and spinning on her heel, running.
“Jimbe, control your daughter!”
Koala’s adopted father let out a laugh, watching her with warm eyes (eyes that allowed her to be a kid instead of someone’s property) and grinned. “I don’t know what you mean, Katakuri.”
The chase ended with everyone sitting in front of Franky as he scolded them, pointing at the broken railing with tears in his eyes. Koala almost burst into laughter at the shame-filled flush paired with the horrified expression Katakuri wore when Franky pointed a hammer at him and declared that none of them would have desert.
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“Ne, Torao,” Luffy said after a moment of silence.
“Hm?” Law hummed tiredly, lazily trailing his fingertips along Luffy’s spine.
It was a nice feeling, even if the sensation was a bit dulled because of his Devil Fruit. Luffy loved when they could just laze away, nothing to worry about – their kids currently exploring the island they were stopped at with the crew with them. They had the entire ship to themselves, and they used that to their advantage, basking in one another.
“I want another baby,” Luffy said, eyes flicking open and staring into Law’s beautiful gold.
Law raised an eyebrow, “Okay, I’m sure we can find a kid somewhere.”
And that was the thing…
“I want our own baby,” Luffy corrected.
Law stared, and the silence was back. Luffy twiddled with the hand he was holding, tracing tattoos and scars nervously.
“Okay,” Law said after a moment, “We can find arrange that, if you want that.”
Their kids would always be their kids – blood connection or no. But the thought of having a child that was the perfect mix of him and Law made Luffy’s chest flutter, and he wanted that. Lyle has only been with them for a few months, he was almost three, but Luffy sort of longed for having a newborn baby around – even if waking up to cries wasn’t the greatest.
“Do you want it too?” Luffy asked softly.
Law swallowed and then nodded, “Yeah, I’ve been thinking of it.”
Luffy beamed, surging forward to capture Law’s lips, and the surgeon grinned right back.
They didn’t leave their room for another hour.
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Sebbe Crispin was a smart man. He didn’t do anything dangerous and lived a relatively uneventful life as a reporter. People called him a gossip, like many in his occupation were called, but he only did what put belli in his pocket and food on his plate. He wrote about pirate’s accomplishments, about wars and battles, about the Revolutionary Army and their unknown leader, and he wrote what the government put out.
It was his job to write a story for the world to hear. He passed along information and took pictures, sent it into the publishing company and it was written and sent out via News Coo within an hour.
So far, there hasn’t been any interesting stories to write about. There was the attack on Plevin, an island located in the West Blue, by the Revolutionary Army, but that had already been covered three times now. The story in Alabasta, of the princess Vivi’s birth certainly didn’t need another paper, and he’s read too many articles about the marine’s new announcement about going after pirates much more so many times he could recite all ten different articles by memory.
He needed some…pizazz. Something that would interest the readers, pass on information, and also pay his bills while he stayed smart about how far he wanted to go into a story. But there was nothing interesting! Crispin sighed, flipping through his notebook another time. There really wasn’t anything he could think of.
“Hey, did you hear that the Dawn Pirates are at the dock?” a man sitting next to him said.
“Oh?” The barmaid, a kind woman named Ruby, asked as she dried a glass in her hand, “Danny, can you go tell the town?” she asked her younger brother.
The kid nodded and hurried out of the bar and Crispin paused.
The Dawn Pirates debuted around nine years ago, and there wasn’t a person who hasn’t heard of them. However, despite being a well-known crew, there wasn’t a lot of information actually known about them other than the basics. They had two captains who were known as the Pirate Kings – the only people to conquer the Grand Line. Trafalgar D. Law was said to originate from the North Blue, Monkey D. Luffy from the East – both related to high-ranking Marines (unknown by said marines until their debut), but that was mostly what the public knew about them.
Their crew consisted of many individuals differing in age who were all very strong. Hawk-Eyes Mihawk, the World’s Greatest Swordsman, one of the two captains of the Red-Pirates Red-Rose Rosinante, Knight of the Sea Jimbe, and Red-Leg Zeff, were only the start of the crew.
With such little information known about them, Crispin could work with this…
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The pirates were quick to get off their ship (leaving some people on it, so Crispin couldn’t snoop even if he wanted to) and move into the ship. They were quick and efficient in their restocking, and soon enough Crispin had little information on them. He sighed to himself; seems he wouldn’t get the once in a lifetime opportunity…
Something knocked into his legs before he could decide whether or not he wanted to continue his search on the pirates or settle with the photos he got, and he looked down in surprise.
“Ow…”
Crispin noticed the kid instantly. Sabo, a child with unknown parents, the Dawn Pirates kidnapped from the East Blue on, ironically, Dawn Island. He even had a wanted poster, five hundred thousand wanted Alive Only. Rumor was that he was a child that accidently wronged the pirate, but some people speculated that he was related to the Harp-Slinger Coinin because of their similar hair color.
The kid looked up at him with wide blue eyes, a top-hat was over his blond locks, a patch was over his cheek, and he wore clothes similar to the captains on the ship that kidnapped him; blue shorts with a grey-spotted blue vest, and he had what looked like a pipe in his hand.
“Sorry!” Sabo chirped, looking behind him with a sharp grin as “Runaway Son” Katakuri chased after him.
“Brat, get back here!” the pirate yelled.
Crispin’s eyes were wide, and he didn’t know what to do. The man in front of him was worth almost one billion belli and he was chasing a kid who, no doubt, was trying to escape. Should he help? No, he was just a journalist, he couldn’t go up against someone worth nine-hundred and seventy million!
Sabo yelped when Katakuri grabbed him by his collar, shaking him with a glare, “Give me back my candy!”
…what?
“No!” Sabo yelled, laughing.
“You’re such a brat!” Katakuri hissed, “No dessert for you!”
“What!?” Sabo yelped, “You can’t do that!”
“I make the dessert!” Katakuri said.
Crispin’s eyes widened further when Monkey D. Luffy wandered over to them, straw hat on his head and a box of what looked to be Takoyaki in his hand. “Hey, what are you doing?”
Katakuri looked at him and then at the kid who was grinning in his grasp, “He took my candy.”
“Oh, Sabo, you know better, Shishishishi!” Straw-Hat laughed, smiling. “Give it back.”
“I ate it!” Sabo chirped.
“Oh, guess you’ll have to buy him some more,” Straw-hat said airily, “Torao’s wanted some chocolate too, let’s go get some together!”
“Kay, Papa!” Sabo looked over to Katakuri and the man heaved a sigh and handed the kid over to Luffy, who in turn balanced him on his shoulders while taking a Takoyaki between his teeth.
“Shishishishi! We should stop at the meat place!” Straw-Hat said, drooling.
“I think Zeff already went there, Captain,” Katakuri said, walking in line with the shorter man. Straw Hat beamed at that, a pleased expression on his face.
“Ne, ne, Papa can we go to the bookstore too?” Sabo asked, tugging at Straw-Hat’s shirt.
“Gross, books, you should go with Torao,”
“Dad will take me?”
“Yep, shishi!”
Crispin had the best article ever. His coworkers will be so jealous.
But first, he needed more information! Who was the ‘Dad’ they were talking about? Why did Sabo call Straw-Hat “Papa”? Did they brainwash the poor child?
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Law heaved a sigh as he adjusted the strap to the baby harness on his shoulder, Lyle gigging happily as he looked around with wide eyes so similar to Luffy’s. He had no idea where his husband ran off to, he had admittedly been preoccupied when Luffy wandered off. He was a doctor at heart and when he noticed a rare herb that was rather useful in medicine, he had already taken his wallet out and went to buy it.
In that timeframe (which included threatening the loss of an arm of the man who was brave enough to try to swindle him, who ended giving the herbs for free) Luffy had disappeared (though, not without his tale-tell spike of Haki so Law didn’t have to worry), and Law was stuck with their sort-of son who was kind of their nephew and Luffy all in one, which, weird. It wasn’t like Law disliked being with the child, but he sort of didn’t know how to handle him while he was by himself.
Law adjusted the bag resting in the crook of his elbow as he turned towards the docks. Luffy would return to the ship, eventually. Law might as well get a head start, Luffy would probably find himself in trouble soon enough. Law smiled slightly when Lyle grabbed at his hand, staring up at him with a smile that was too similar to Luffy’s.
“You’re taking lessons from Luffy-ya, eh?” Law teased softly, letting the baby play with his tattooed fingers as he laughed a familiar shi-shi-shi.
“Oi! Oi, Torao~!”
Law looked up as Luffy waved at him, a box of takoyaki in his hand, a bag on his wrist, surprisingly only half of the snack eaten, Katakuri by his side and their sort-of son on his shoulders.
“Luffy-ya,” Law acknowledged, pausing his walk as Lyle shrieked his joy. “Katakuri, Sabo took your sweets again?”
Katakuri was pouting at him, even if his mouth was covered, Law could tell. He smirked in amusement and his navigator huffed.
“He should hide them better!” Sabo defended, sending him a pout that was frankly adorable.
Law never thought he’d look at Sabo and say he was adorable, but time travel changed a lot.
“I see, didn’t he hide them in the vegetable door?” Law asked.
Sabo grinned and nodded.
“Terrible hiding place.” Law said dryly, sarcastically.
“Candy?” Lyle looked up at him, beaming, “I wan’ candy!”
“Of course, Papa will get you some,” Law soothed, and then flushed when he realized what he said. Luffy beamed at him, eyes soft.
“Ne, ne, Dad, can you take me to the bookstore?” Sabo asked, leaning forward on Luffy’s shoulders. Luffy reached up and supported his weight as he took another takoyaki into his mouth, chewing with a happy expression.
“Sure,” Law dipped his head.
Sabo slipped down Luffy’s shoulders, beaming, and hurried over to him, grabbing his hand that previously had Lyle’s attention.
“Oh, Torao, I got this for you!” Luffy said, grinning as he grabbed onigiri from the bag on his arm, “I know you were hungry.” He added, puffing his chest out in pride and Law rolled his eyes, smiling fondly.
Law didn’t really have the hands for it, but he really did want it. Onigiri was his absolute favorite. Luffy shi-shi-shi-ed, probably reading his mind somehow, and unwrapped one of the rice balls, lifting it to his lips. He eagerly bit into it.
Has Law ever mentioned how absolutely in love he was with the man in front of him?
Well, either way, he was head over heels in love with the idiot.
“Thank you, Luffy-ya,” he said, and Luffy grinned.
“We’re heading to the candy shop over there,” Luffy said, pointing, “If you get into a fight, call me!”
“Yes, yes,” Law said, though they both knew he wouldn’t. He was plenty capable, even with a baby strapped to him and a five year old tugging on his hand.
Luffy leaned up and stole a quick kiss and Sabo let out an overdramatic ‘ewww’ at it. Law smirked when they parted, leading his son towards the bookstore across the street and Luffy skipped away, handing Katakuri one of the last of his takoyaki – which the navigator took in awe.
A man not so hidden in a bush gaped at the picture his Den-Den was able to capture and knew his article was going to be a hit.
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“Sengoku!” Garp roared as he slammed the door open, “Look, we’re Great-Grandparents!”
“What?” Sengoku squinted.
Garp thrusted a newspaper into his face and Sengoku sputtered, snatching the paper from his friend’s hand.
“Garp, I can’t see if you shove it into my face! What the hell is your…” Sengoku paused when he saw the headline.
Are The Dawn Pirate Captains Trafalgar D. Law and Monkey D. Luffy Lovers?
He gaped when he saw the photo just under the headline; one of Law and Luffy kissing with a baby strapped to Law’s front and a child (Outlook Sabo, he distantly recognized) holding Law’s hand.
“I’m a Great-Grandad.” Sengoku said in awe.
“Yeah,” Garp agreed, voice a breath.
“I want to meet them.” Sengoku declared, “Figure out where they are, Garp!”
Notes:
Up next: Roger and Ace visit, Luffy has a nightmare that results in three new cabin boys, and a wild Whitebeard appears!
Chapter 15
Summary:
“LAW WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME I’M A GRANDPA!?”
Notes:
Early update~~
There is a small sad part in here, but it could've been way worse, knowing me XD
Enjoy!!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
“LAW WHY THE FUCK DIDN’T YOU TELL ME I’M A GRANDPA!?”
“What the hell are you talking about Roger?” Law asked dryly, squinting at the Yonko who was sort of scowling at him with Ace on his shoulders.
“You have kids!” Roger hissed, crossing his arms and looking like a disappointed parent.
“…and?” Law asked, looking over to his crew for some sort of explanation.
“I’m a grandpa!” Roger yelped at him.
“What does me having kids have to do with you being a grandpa?” Law asked, confusion tilting his head.
Roger gaped at him, like Law was the one that confused him.
“Ace, Rayleigh~!” Luffy cheered, grinning as the First Mate approached the railings, Ace beaming and then trying to seem like he wasn’t all that happy; which, cute. If Law had a belli for every time he called someone cute that was a scary as fuck adult in his original timeline but was now a child, he’d have like a dozen. Though, he’d never admit it.
“Luffy!” Rayleigh grinned, “Why didn’t you tell me I was a grandpa?”
“Eh?” Luffy asked, tilting his head down to his shoulder. Ace gaped at him in awed surprise. “Oh! Sorry, shishishi!”
Law blinked in confusion; since when did Luffy figure things out before he did? He was usually the one figuring things out first and then Luffy would figure it out later…did their roles switch?
“Ne, ne, Papa,” Sabo tugged at Luffy’s shirt, staring up at the pirates on the ship across from them, “Who’re they?”
“That’s Rayleigh, and that’s Roger and that’s Ace.” Luffy said, grinning. “Rayleigh’s sort of like my dad!” he added.
“Oh,” Sabo looked back at them before he grinned, “Yo!”
Roger cooed.
Law blinked, looking back at Olvia to explain. The woman smiled, Robin looking just as amused by her side.
“Roger what the hell are you blabbering about?”
“My son is so rude to me!” Roger cried dramatically.
Law rolled his eyes before his mind caught up.
“…your what?”
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Ace shifted, unsure by his father’s side. He’s met Uncle Luffy and his big brother Law several times, but they never had so many kids with them. Ace never really interacted with other kids his age or near it, living on a pirate ship or helping his mother most of the time, when he was on the island.
Uncle Luffy was…sunshine. He was one of the greatest people Ace has ever met and he absolutely loved him. Big Brother Law was okay, but Uncle Luffy was Ace’s favorite person out of everyone!
It made Ace feel bad when he thought about how all these people could be with Uncle Luffy all the time and Ace could rarely see him. The last time they met was a year ago, and now they had all these other kids with him! Did Uncle Luffy even want him anymore, having all these kids around?
“Hey, I’m Sabo!” the blond boy that had been practically attached to Uncle Luffy and Big Brother Law said, beaming at him and offering his hand.
Ace squinted at him. This kid probably understood what it was like to be connected to such a large pirate crew. Ace wasn’t necessarily known by the public, but he always had this pressure on him to be like his father. Did this kid feel a similar pressure, being with Uncle Luffy and Big Brother Law?
“Ace,” Ace sniffed, not bothering to shake his hand.
Ace might be seven, but he knew common curtesy and how to be somewhat polite. He just chose to forget it, that’s all.
“So you’re Roger’s son?” Sabo asked, seemingly unbothered that Ace was basically shouting that he wasn’t looking for a nice talk with him.
“Yeah, what of it?” Ace asked.
“Nothing,” Sabo grinned, “It’s overwhelming sometimes, right?”
Overwhelming? What the hell was a kid no older than four using such big words?
“What?” Ace asked.
“Having such a great pirate as your dad.” Sabo said, blinking at him. “My dads are great pirates and I’m just a kid. I want to be strong enough to help them…”
Ace blinked at him cluelessly, “Dads?”
“Captain Luffy and Chief Law.” Sabo said.
“…did you just say Uncle Luffy is your dad?” Ace asked, eyes wide and jaw dropped.
“Yeah?” Sabo squinted at him.
“Big Brother Law made Uncle Luffy have a kid!? Oi! Law! Stop being so mean to Uncle Luffy!”
“Ace stop kicking your brother!”
Sabo shook his head, that kid was so weird.
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“Ace is an absolute menace.” Law sighed the moment he slipped into his and Luffy’s room. His next sigh was louder when he saw what was awaiting him on his and Luffy’s bed.
Ace and Sabo were sitting in the middle of their bed, Ace looking like the cat that got the cream.
“Shishishishi.” Luffy didn’t even bother to hide his mirth.
Law knew better, he could see the tenseness to Luffy’s shoulders, something that only showed up when Ace was around. It could be worse, Law knew, because while this Ace looked very similar to the Ace Luffy called brother, there were still distinct differences. Like how this Ace had a head of dirty blond hair and the Ace they knew had dark hair.
But small differences only helped so much.
(There was a reason why the Dawn Pirates didn’t visit the Roger Pirates very often, and the reason was the aftermath of their meetings. The others didn’t understand why Law made sure to keep a distance, but they weren’t the ones who saw Luffy break down every time they left.
“He looks so much like him, Law! Why is he so much like him...Why can't I stop seeing him e-everywhere!?”)
“What took you so long?” Luffy asked, shifting slightly, Ace still clinging to his chest and Sabo his back.
Law smiled reassuringly, slipping a pad of paper onto the desk. He dropped his hat onto the designated hook and grabbed one of his fluffy stuffed animals from the ground, placing it onto the bedside table.
“I got a call from my brother,” Law said, and it still felt weird to call his father ‘brother’, “Apparently they need us to watch over Water and Lami.”
Luffy’s eyebrows rose in interest, “Why?” he asked, though Law knew he wasn’t against it. Law debated for a moment before placing the wet towel around his shoulders into the basket, it wasn’t his laundry day this week, so he wasn’t going to deal with it.
“They’re going to cure some king of an illness,” Law said, sighing as he sat onto the bed, “They don’t necessarily trust anyone with Lami or Water.”
“Shishishishi,” Luffy tilted his head, his hand wandering towards Law, “Water.”
“Stop,” Law groaned. When Luffy found out his real name was technically ‘Water’ he hadn’t heard the end of it. Luffy had made water jokes for a week until Law really removed his tongue for an hour.
Law hummed when Luffy’s fingers worked against his scalp, scratching in the right places and sliding over lightly damp hair.
“Ne, Torao, I want bacon for breakfast.” Luffy said as Law brought his legs up onto the bed.
“Me too!” Ace chirped.
“Me three!” Sabo added.
“I’m not the chef.” Law said, blowing out the candle out. The room was covered in darkness, and Luffy pulled him further into the bed, closer to him, “I’ll tell Zeff.”
“Yay~!” Luffy said cheerily. “Thanks Torao, I love you.”
“I know, I love you too.” Law said, kissing Luffy’s forehead.
“Hey! Me too, Uncle!” Ace said, pouting visibly in the little light.
“I love Ace too!” Luffy said, Law felt how the hand sliding down to his shoulders shook, “And I love Sabo too!”
Sabo crawled over Luffy, flopping onto Law’s chest, and giggled happily.
Law couldn’t stop the smile from stretching his lips even if he wanted to. It wasn’t so bad, being surrounded by people who he cared for, especially with Luffy in his arms.
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“We’re going to be brothers from now on, okay?” Ace said, lifting the bottle of Sake he stole from the Oro’s kitchen. “No matter where we go, what we do, or where we are, we’ll always be brothers. Nothing will ever change that!”
“Yeah!” Sabo grinned, fist pumping.
Lyle grinned, nodding happily, “I want Ace ‘o be my bro’her!”
Ace poured their cups, grinning.
“Oi, I hope you weren’t planning on drinking that.”
“Ne, ne, don’t interrupt!”
“My son’s already drinking! Ray what did I doooo?”
“Stop crying, Roger, my God.”
“I was seven when I did that.”
“Lu-ya, you aren’t helping.”
“Waaah!”
“Roger, stop cryING ON ME!”
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Luffy jolted upright, breaths labored.
His scar burned.
“Luffy-ya,” Law said softly, shifting next to him and raising his hand to caress a tan cheek.
Luffy shuddered, leaning forward, and pressing his ear over Law’s chest. It wasn’t Law’s heart he heard beating under tattooed skin, but it helped. Under his fingertips, a steady heartbeat was drastic against his own erratically beating one.
“I’m sorry,” Luffy breathed.
“You never have to be sorry with me.” Law soothed; fingers cold as they followed Luffy’s spine. “Do you want to talk about it?”
“It was just another nightmare,” Luffy muttered, closing his eyes tightly to block off the vision of a wide smile on a freckled face, silver eyes alight and a laugh escaping curled lips.
(Trying to block off the vision of those eyes falling closed, of blood on his hands, of his brother falling forward, his words a mere echo as his heart stopped.
"Thank you for loving me!")
His nightmares always got bad after visiting Roger, they've learned.
Law hummed in understanding and didn’t say anything else.
There was nothing he could say. They were past the fake reassurances that everything would be fine because in reality, it probably never would be fine. Not like it was before…
Luffy brought his hand up, taking one of Law’s into his grip, and he brought it to his lips. He kissed the palm, exhaling shakily, “I get so scared that this isn’t real sometimes.”
Law held him just the slightest bit tighter, “I know the feeling,” he agreed, voice rough.
“Everyone’s so happy here…”
“It’s difficult.” Law agreed.
Luffy looked up at him, “Let’s go find Bepo.”
“What?” Law asked in surprise.
“You miss him, don’t you?” Luffy asked softly, “Let’s go find him.”
“Fuck, okay,” Law breathed, “Let’s go find Bepo.”
They got three new cabin boys by the end of the second month; Penguin, Shachi, and Bepo.
(The boys would one day set sail under the flag of Trafalgar Water and Trafalgar Lami, proud members of the Medic Pirates.)
Five months later, a certain Polar Bear and Jaguar Mink were finding themselves Allies to the Dawn Pirates, and Law was seen smiling happily whenever Zepo let him and Luffy cuddle with his fur when they met up.
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“You look good.” Whitebeard said awkwardly, staring intently at his long-lost son.
The Dawn Pirates were heading to the North – to Flevance – when they needed to take a stop at an island in the Grand Line. Crocodile had been cornered by a group of CP-0 members, Olvia long since falling unconscious due to blood-loss when Marco and a new member of the Whitebeard Pirates, Thatch, saved them just at the last second.
“Thank you,” Crocodile said, “You don’t look bad either, old man.”
Whitebeard laughed heartily, though Crocodile could still see the tension in his shoulders. There was a groan from besides him, and Crocodile looked down to see Olvia turning to the side. Whiskey went to move her back, but Crocodile reached out and shook the woman.
“Stupid brat,” she huffed, one eye opening as she reached up to hold onto her head.
Crocodile huffed in amusement, “You were knocked out. Weakling.”
Olvia smiled at him, “I think those shit-bags are getting on my last nerves,” she said pleasantly. “Are you okay?” she asked, fingertips brushing over the bandage that ran over his nose.
“Tell me about it.” Crocodile said, taking a long drag of his cigar before offering it to the woman. “And I’m fine. A scar never hurt anyone.”
Olvia looked worried before she sighed softly and nodded.
“Hello Whitebeard-san,” Olvia said, sitting up slowly, “Thank you for the aid.”
“Of course,” Whitebeard said slowly as Olvia inhaled deeply and then offered the cigar back to its original owner.
“Have you contacted the crew?”
“Not yet.”
“I’ll do it, then.”
Olvia patted down her pockets, pouting when she couldn’t find her snail, and Crocodile sighed as he offered his. She gave his arm a pat, flicking her hair back, and then dialed the number.
“Crocy? Olvi?” Belle-mere’s voice came through the line, “That you two?”
“Yes, we’re on Whitebeard’s ship, dear.” Olvia said, “Crocodile got…his face cut, and I’ve been unconscious but we’re okay. Please pick us up before I have a stroke.”
“You always say that,” Belle-mere said, voice laced with relief, “We’ll head your way now!”
“How’re the captains?” Olvia asked carefully.
“Law made some art, Luffy kicked some ass, they also yelled at a CP0 officer about how much they loved each other,” Belle-mere said, and Olvia cooed like that scene was just oh-so adorable, “Be safe, okay? We’re setting our course now!”
“Okay, take your time!” Olvia said cheerily, hanging up. “Aren’t they just the cutest?” she gushed.
“Adorable,” Crocodile deadpanned.
“I know!” She smiled.
“Did you join this crew just to be a fangirl for our captains’ relationship?” Crocodile asked in amusement, smiling.
“No!” Olvia said, eyes lighting up, “I joined because they promised Poneglyphs! Such adorable captains are just a bonus!”
“I saw Law dismember a screaming marine while explaining exactly what muscles and nerves he was tearing,” Crocodile said dryly.
“And Luffy always get super happy because Law is super happy,” Olvia defended.
“I saw Luffy rip out a man’s throat. With his teeth.” Crocodile said, “And he was smiling.”
“They tried to kill Law.” Olvia said, “He was being protective and it’s adorable.”
“You’re insane.”
“Creative.”
Crocodile snorted, and Olvia beamed at him.
“Gurararara, it seems you are doing well, my son.” Whitebeard said, smiling.
Crocodile softened, “Yes, I’m doing well.”
Olvia nudged his side, eyes knowing.
“Dad, I’m not sorry for leaving the crew. I’d do it again.” He said, “I hope that you can accept that.”
Whitebeard closed his eyes, “It’s the least I can do,” he said.
Crocodile grinned, the action pulling at the stitches on his face, as he turned to look at Teach, “Great. Did I tell you about the Yami Yami no Mi? Captain Luffy destroyed it.”
He took great pleasure in seeing that man’s face fall.
Notes:
Next chapter: Pregnant Lawlu~!
Chapter 16
Summary:
Law grunted as he was kicked awake. He frowned, looking at his husband, who was curled into him and practically wrapped around him like a koala. He really didn’t see what could have kicked him.
There was another prod at his stomach, and Luffy stirred, eyes blinking awake slowly. “Torao?” Luffy whined, “Stop kicking me.”
Notes:
IT'S HERE BITCHES
This is very much self indulgent 😁
Enjoy lol
Luffy: 29 Law: 35
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Dragon walked down the ramp to his ship slowly. He had been dreading this visit since Luffy, of all people, called and threatened him to show up with Ivankov. Originally, Dragon assumed his brother was trying to make him see his son – who was turning three in four days – but he didn’t really get why Ivankov was needed for that.
Probably because they’d Death Wink him silly if he tried to run.
Now, it wasn’t like Dragon didn’t want to see Lyle. He really wanted to see his son, he longed for it. But he couldn’t raise a child, nor could he protect a child as well as his brother and his crew could. Dragon knew for a fact that he’d want to take Lyle with him if he ever laid eyes on is son again in person, and he was trying to think of Lyle’s well being instead of his own selfish thoughts.
The Dawn Pirates were all bustling around, the island they stopped on frequented by them all as a sort of resting point, though it was officially Roger’s territory.
“Any time now, Dragon-boy,” Ivankov huffed from behind him and Dragon grudgingly continued to walk.
“Hey!” Belle-mere said, waving to them.
“Long time no see, heeheehee!” Kureha added, mirth in her smile and Dragon suddenly felt like he was out of the loop of something. “Want to know the secret to my youth?”
“Dragon’s here!” Franky yelled, striking a pose, “SUPER!”
“It’s good to see you all again,” Dragon said slowly.
“Yes,” Mihawk looked over to him, smirking.
Dragon was definitely out of the loop…of something.
“Nice to meet you!” a blond woman said sweetly from under Mihawk’s arm, “I’m Coinin.”
“Likewise.” Dragon said while Ivankov let out a gasp.
“You’re the newest crewmate, Hawk-boy, you sly dog~!” Ivankov said cheerfully.
“IVA-CHAN!” the shout that was distinctly Luffy made them all look over to the rubber man rushing over.
“Straw-boy!” Ivankov grinned, fluttering their lashes, “You seem excited to see me! I might just curl over and die in excitement!”
“Of course we’re excited.” Law said, stalking over to them with a small grin.
Sabo and Lyle – Dragon obviously kept track of them all – were just behind him, Sabo walking with the toddler up while Lyle tried to mess with his blond locks. The kid didn’t even send him a glance, rushing over to Olvia while saying something cheerfully.
“I don’t know something,” Dragon said bluntly, staring suspiciously at his brother and brother in law.
“You didn’t tell him?” Law asked.
“Um…” Luffy looked thoughtful, “Nope.”
“Well,” Law drew out, “We want a kid, so Iva, could you change Luffy’s gender?”
“What, me? I thought we were doing you!” Luffy cried out.
“I already told you, it wouldn’t be wise. If an emergency happens, I wouldn’t be able to do surgeries and my stamina is crucial to use my Devil Fruit anyways,” Law explained, “Besides, your rubber, you won’t feel most of the pains that come with pregnancy.”
“…what?” Dragon asked slowly.
“Oh! Young love! It’s so sweet! I could just curl over…and die!” Ivankov dramatically started to sway, before dropping. “Or not! Yee Haw!” they sprung back up, “I certainly can help you two in your goal! Emporio Onna Hormone!”
Luffy yelped when he was stabbed, and then everyone watched in shock as the stubble on his chin disappeared, his body shrank and slimmed.
“Woah! Torao, look, it worked!” Luffy squeaked, and Law reached out to close his shirt – the action added with a possessive glare at everyone in the area.
“I see, thank you, Iva.” Law said, smiling over to said person.
“My pleasure!” Ivankov said, fluffing their hair.
“You better stay for Lyle’s party,” Luffy added, voice higher than what Dragon was used to.
“Of course we will!” Ivankov said, nodding to themselves, “Right, Drago-boy?”
“Of course,” Dragon agreed.
“Great,” Law said, “Let’s go get you changed, Lu-ya.”
“Shishishi, Torao, I have boobs now.”
“I can see that.”
Dragon didn’t even want to poke that with a stick. He turned to the boys at the party and sighed softly. Seems he’d see his son again, sooner than he planned.
(He wasn’t upset in the slightest.)
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It took three months, and two islands away from Flevance, before Luffy showed signs of pregnancy. They had both been getting frustrated about the lack of results, so when Luffy started to get symptoms, they had both been relieved. It started with Luffy getting tired easily, sometimes even falling asleep while eating. Though it was known that he had a light case of narcolepsy, Luffy feeling tired so frequently wasn’t normal. When he missed his period and then gotten several cases of morning sickness, Law was sure that he had gotten pregnant.
A blood test was the last step.
“Torao!” Luffy shouted, wrapping Law into a rubbery hug, laughing. “We’re gonna have a baby!”
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“Um,” Lucas, Law’s “brother” sounded as flabbergasted as he looked.
Luffy let out a little shi-shi-shi, not looking at them but at a picture some woman handed to him. Every time they arrived at Flevance, it was to a welcome party, gifts, and a feast, which Luffy adored. He didn’t like being treated like some hero, certainly, but the food was good at Flevance. Law himself liked to indulge in swinging by Flevance just as much as he put it off for similar reasons – it hurt, sometimes, to see the White Town standing proud when his last memories of it was filled with fire, corpses, death and please, no, not them–
The town was covered in stringers, the paths filled with musicians and dancers and bakers and chefs. Their heroes, and yes, as gross as it was, the Dawn Pirates were held as heroes here, came for a visit and they deserved all the celebrations – as they always insisted. The food and the music and the cheer was just like he remembered it, if not more so. It was nostalgic just like it was chilling.
They didn’t usually stay at Flevance for long.
“Yes?” Law asked, purposefully clueless.
He was well aware of the eyes staring at Luffy in shock, with his form being much more feminine and voice higher and there was also the fact that, if you looked close enough and knew what you were looking for, you’d see the beginning of his growing stomach. There was also his large chest, which he really wasn’t hiding in his partially open shirt.
To Law, Luffy has never been more gorgeous – but he said that every day, so people didn’t really take his word for it.
“Um, did something happen to him?” Lilly, his ‘sister-in-law’, asked carefully.
“Yes, we’re expecting,” Law answered, smiling as he watched Luffy beam and take a bite of the cake Olvia offered. “He’s six weeks in.”
“He’s…pregnant?” Lucas asked.
“We had his gender changed by Ivankov of the Revolutionary Army,” Law added.
“I’m surprised he agreed to that,” Lilly laughed lightly.
Law nodded his head. They had discussed it while waiting for Iva to show up (so, weeks), and they decided that it would be best for Luffy to carry their child. It wasn’t like Law was against the idea, he didn’t really care who carried their kid, but the large part of his hesitance was the fact that he was one of the two doctors on the ship. If an emergency were to happen, and Law was needed, he wouldn’t be much help.
So, Luffy it was.
(Law sort of regretted that. He hadn’t thought of Luffy trying to run into battle when he was pregnant, but someone always managed to grab him before he could run off, thankfully.)
“Congratulations, anyways,” Lucas said, smiling and Law can see a few tears in his eyes.
Law had explained everything to his parents after saving Flevance. If not for Luffy, he’d go on pretending that he didn’t know them, but he had longed for a day that he could see his parents and tell them of his adventures since they…died. Seeing them again was like a dream come true. So when Luffy nudged him forward, smile knowing, Law had broke and told them everything.
And they had cried as they wrapped him in a hug.
His mother (heavily pregnant at the time with him, and wasn’t that a mind-boggler) had declared he shouldn’t be a stranger and come around often when they were setting out.
“Thank you,” Law said, nodding. “Are you sure you don’t want us to escort you?”
“Nothing like showing up to a King’s place with pirates,” Lucas said jokingly.
“We’re sure. I just worry about Water and Lami,” Lilly said, frowning worriedly, “Thank you for watching them.”
Law waved a hand lazily, shaking the thanks off. It wasn’t like he was doing this for thanks or anything.
“It’s fine. It’s not a big dea – Luffy-ya, don’t eat that!” Law surged forward, “It’s not fully cooked!”
Lucas laughed, “He’s in for a hell of a time.”
Lilly smiled, “He sure is.”
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“Ne, Torao,” Luffy said softly, running his fingers through Law’s messy head of hair resting over his stomach, “What’re you doing?”
Law pressed a kiss to Luffy’s quickly growing stomach, “Nothing, Dove.”
Luffy smiled looking up to the ceiling of their room. It was strange, being a woman and pregnant on top of that, but it wasn’t anything Luffy couldn’t handle. Plus, Law took every chance he could to hold onto his stomach, and it left Luffy with a fluffy feeling.
“I love you, Torao.” Luffy said, grinning.
Law returned the smile, “And I you.”
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It didn’t take long for Water to get his hands onto Law and Kureha’s medical books. Law had honestly forgotten what he had been like as a child…before Flevance fell. He hoped his and Luffy’s children all wanted to be studiers, but not to the extent he was at their age.
“I’m going to be a doctor one day,” Water declared, “The best doctor!”
Law snorted, and Water frowned at him. “I’m sure you will, kid.” He mused.
In a way, he had become one of the best doctors, if you counted him and Law as the same person.
“Why don’t you give me that,” Law said, snatching the book about diseases from Water’s hands. The kid yelped, glaring up at him with puffed out cheeks, and Law chuckled. “And I’ll give you this,” he ran his fingers over the books in the med bay, finding the one he wanted, and then handed it over.
“Why can’t I have that one?” Water asked, taking the book.
“These are parted into sections, this here,” Law motioned to the book in his hand, “Is the last part. The one you have is the first one.”
Water lit up, staring at Law in awe before he grinned. “I’m going to surpass you, one day.”
“I’m sure you’ll get close.” Law teased, waving as he turned around, “Lunch is ready, so come on.”
Water hurried after him, and Law wondered what his and Luffy’s children would be like when they were older.
They better have some common sense; Law’s heart wouldn’t be able to take it if they decided to run headfirst into things without a plan.
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When they got to the eating hall, it was to the scene of Luffy sobbing as he threw up. Thankfully someone managed to get a trashcan under him. Law hurried over to him instantly, practically pushing Kureha aside as he fretted over his husband.
“Dove, what’s wrong?” Law looked to Kureha to answers, and she covered her laugh with a cough.
Okay, nothing serious.
“I can’t eat meat!” Luffy wailed, turning to Law with tears in his eyes.
Law dabbed a napkin across Luffy’s mouth, grimacing. “What?”
“The baby doesn’t like meat! I can’t keep it down!” Luffy sobbed, gripping his shirt tightly, “How is it my child!? They don’t like m-m-meat!”
Cue more wails and hiccups as Luffy’s fingers bit through the fabric of Law’s yellow button up.
“This is your fault!” Luffy cried brokenly, suddenly glaring up at Law in betrayal. “You did this to me, Torao! How could you?” he sniffled, more tears pouring from his eyes. “I can’t eat meat!”
Law…had no idea what to do.
“Hey, it’ll pass,” Law said as he rubbed at Luffy’s lower back. “I’m certain it will.”
Luffy sniffled, “Promise?”
“Yes, you’re just going to be craving other things,” Law said, wiping at his lover’s tears. “Is there anything you want instead of meat, right now?”
Luffy sniffled again and cuddled close to him. “I want cuddles.” He whined. “And hot chocolate. And rice.”
“I can get that.” Law agreed, motioning rapidly to the kitchen. Zeff hurried over, starting rice as Katakuri started the chocolate.
Everyone let out a sigh of relief, seeing the captain’s fit over.
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“I want a cherry pie.” Luffy said, voice whiny.
“Okay, I’ll make one up.” Katakuri agreed, smiling.
Baking was one of his favorite hobbies, and he loved to give his baked goods to his friends – well, except for donuts. He kept most of his donuts for himself. They all loved his baking too, so it was always a win-win situation.
Katakuri proudly presented the cherry pie to his restless captain forty minutes later, and Luffy dug into it.
Katakuri did not expect the tears and the “That’s not right!” that came from his captain. He’d feel offended if he didn’t know that this was probably one of Luffy’s strange cravings.
“Chief!” Katakuri yelled because he didn’t know how to handle a pregnant, weepy Luffy like Law did. Law was there in an instant, a Room assisting his travels. He took one look at Luffy and sighed before moving to console the man.
It was four weeks later that they arrived at Jaya and bought all of the cherry pies from the local bar.
Luffy ate every single pie, sobbing and complaining about how it tasted terrible as he took another bite.
Katakuri made sure he grabbed the recipe from the man before they set sail.
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Law grunted as he was kicked awake. He frowned, looking at his husband, who was curled into him and practically wrapped around him like a koala. Lyle clinging to his back. Luffy had been tossing and turning all night, and it was only recently that he found a position that worked good for him. Law himself couldn’t sleep without Luffy by him – insomnia was a bitch, but co-dependency was worse – so he had tried to be as accommodating as possible.
But, he really didn’t see what could have kicked him.
There was another prod at his stomach, and Luffy stirred, eyes blinking awake slowly. “Torao?” Luffy whined, “Stop kicking me.”
“I’m not.” Law said, confused. “I thought you were kicking me?”
Luffy grumbled to himself as he dug his face back into Law’s neck. There was another kick and Luffy let out a hiss between his teeth – more of annoyance than pain.
They both moved away from each other and stared as Luffy’s stomach stretched with another kick.
Of fucking course their kid would have Luffy’s monstrous strength…
“TORAO THE BABY IS KICKING!”
Lyle, who had snuck into their room some time ago and clung to Law’s back, looked over and shrieked as Luffy’s stomach stretched again. “PAPA’S POSSESSED!”
(The crew sent them glares when they shuffled to breakfast, telling Law without any words that they were all woken up by Luffy’s enthusiasm. Olvia had just squealed, but she didn’t really count.)
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“Hey, Daddy,” Lyle said, picking at his nose as he laid on Law’s chest.
“Hm?” Law asked, flicking the page of the book he was reading.
“Why’s Papa getting so fat?” Lyle asked bluntly.
“Uncle Crocodile said it was because Dad fucked him.” Sabo said sleepily from where he dozed on a sleeping Luffy.
Law choked, staring at his kid in horror.
“CROCODILE! YOU’RE DEAD!”
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“Dove,”
Luffy paused at the voice, freezing in horror. “Torao!” he yelped, laughing nervously as he turned to the entrance of the dining room.
His husband’s eyebrow raised, arms crossing, “You can’t stomach meat,” he said.
Luffy frowned mournfully, “I know…”
“Put it back.”
“Just one bite!”
“Dove. Put it back.”
“NO!”
“Luffy, spIT THAT OUT RIGHT NOW!”
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“Luffy…”
“Hm, yeah?”
“Um, did your water just break?”
Luffy paused, looking down, “Shishi, I think so!”
Law felt faint.
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“Aren’t you a doctor?” Belle-mere asked dryly, “Why aren’t you helping Kureha?”
Law shot the woman a frazzled glance and Belle-mere snickered.
“I guess that’s why.” The former marine mused.
They had only been in the medical bay for ten minutes when Kureha walked out, flicking her gloves off.
Law looked over in horror because ten minutes was not a long time at all. “Is Luffy okay?!”
“Yeah, he’s fine.” Kureha grinned, “Come in, see the baby.”
Law stumbled into the room, finding Luffy grinning at him brightly with a baby wrapped in a blanket in his arms. Law wondered how the hell Luffy gave birth so quickly and seemingly painlessly.
“He’s made of rubber, Law, seriously,” Kureha said, rolling her eyes, “This was the easiest birth in history.”
Law slowly sat down next to Luffy, and Luffy grinned up at him. He adjusted slightly to sit closer to Law, raising the baby in his arms up a little higher.
“You got a lovely girl, heeheehee,” Kureha grinned, and Law…
He wasn’t crying, whatever his crew tell you, they’re wrong. He’s not crying.
“Elin is what you decided, right?” Luffy looked up at him, smiling.
Law nodded, inhaling deeply as deep gold eyes fluttered open. Law has never loved a person so quickly.
His daughter screeched and Luffy laughed, tears in his eyes as Law sobbed.
Notes:
Elin – bright/shining light/moon
Did I make Luffy pregnant just so he'd crave cherry pies and be unable to eat meat? Yes, yes I did.
Up next: WE GET MORE KIDS Y'ALL, I REPEAT, WE GET MORE KIDS
Chapter 17
Summary:
“May I call you both dad?”
There was a long sigh, “Sure. Whatever.”
Notes:
I'm surprised I managed to reach this week's deadline! I had this chapter ready for a few days now, even if it's pretty short, but editing it made me want to tear my hair out, so I've been putting it off f o r e v e r and instead wrote a 10+k reverse au fic for Sabo and Ace instead XD
I have no self control, I'm sure you've noticed by now lol
Enjoy!!
This has spoilers for the Whole Cake Island Arc, so if you aren't aware of the basics for that arc (mostly for Sanji) then I suggest you put this off until you are there~
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
“You’re my son now.”
“Our son, Zeff.” Jimbe corrected.
“Right, our son. What’s your name?”
“S – Sanji.”
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“Um, do you all see what I do?” Zeff asked, staring in shock.
“Yeah.” Jimbe said.
“Heeheehee, great,” Kureha said, smiling her I’m-going-to-fuck-you-up smile, her grip on her axe splintering, “Who the hell sent a kid to assassinate us?”
Law pursed his lips, staring at the child who boarded their ship suddenly and then tried to take his head. He was a cruel man, a selfish man, and Luffy was the same as him in that regard, but even he wouldn’t send kids out on a suicide mission. They wouldn’t let kids know how to kill at all.
“Vinsmoke,” Luffy said and Law’s eyes narrowed at the confirmation.
“I see,” Law said, “Room.”
He was quick with his attacks, slicing the child into several pieces and Luffy was quick to grab her. Mihawk and Franky tied her in their Sea-Stone chains, and soon enough they were staring at a struggling girl who couldn’t be older than ten.
Sanji hid behind Olvia’s leg, eye wide, “That’s m-my…”
“We know,” Belle-mere soothed, “Don’t worry, honey.”
“What’s wrong with them?” Mihawk asked, eyes narrowing as he observed.
“All the children have technology that blocks their emotions,” Law said, “It should be fairly simple to cut it out of her.”
Kureha frowned thoughtfully, eyes narrowed behind her sunglasses as she stared at the children, “You don’t seem surprised.” She said, grinning.
“I figured they’d send people eventually.” Law said, nonchalant as if they hadn’t knocked out an entire army out before they reached these children. “We have a lot of territory in the North Blue and Germa’s goal is to conquer the North, isn’t it?”
“Yes, I think so,” Brook answered, wary.
“I’m surprised they sent the kid,” Kureha said, “You’d think they’d want to keep her away from being captured.”
“You’d think.” Jimbe agreed, frowning. “What are we going to do?”
Law looked at Luffy, watched him intently, and then he smirked, “We’re going to give her some emotions.”
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Machines rushed to print papers that people were writing swiftly, the sound in the company loud as people type and chattered away, busy and nervous.
“I can’t believe Germa even exists!”
“And the Dawn Pirates took the princess!”
“This is going to be a hit!”
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Sanji pursed his lips as he carefully sprinkled colorful flakes onto the donuts he had just iced. He was actively aware, or the eyes glued to what he was doing, both from Katakuri and Zeff, and felt strangely calm. These people weren’t like his supposed family, like his supposed father. They weren’t going to hurt him, he knew that and he trusted them.
“Done.” Sanji breathed, looking up at Katakuri expectantly.
He’d been a part of this crew for three months now, and he’s been taking lessons from both the chefs ever since he gathered the courage to ask them to teach him. Zeff taught him everything he needed to know when it came to preparing a dish, cooking, all the techniques he would need while Katakuri taught him everything he could about baking.
His sister…arrived four days ago, and so far she hasn’t woken. Sanji didn’t really like his siblings, but Reiju had been nice to him. She had helped him get away, after all, had patched his injuries. But he had mixed feelings.
Sanji liked baking, he liked cooking, so he did just that to keep his mind off of the person sleeping in the large med-bay that the New Winter housed.
Katakuri didn’t even hesitate to grab three donuts, munching on them and smiling happily. Sanji brightened when he saw the little happy dance Katakuri always did when he ate a donut he enjoyed.
Zeff gave him a nod, and Sanji grinned.
Things might not be perfect, but it was good. And that was better than Sanji has ever been.
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Reiju woke up slowly. Her mind felt fuzzy, it felt like something was missing, but she couldn’t pinpoint what exactly it was. She blinked her eyes open, gaze connecting to a ceiling that she didn’t recognize. She pushed herself up, head complaining and lightheaded at the sudden movement, and he placed a hand onto her forehead.
She looked around the room, seeing cabinets and tables and two more beds, there were medical books lined on a shelf across from her, and wrapped tools held on a shelf below the books.
There was a man across from her too.
There was a toddler on his shoulder, the child dozing. The man himself hadn’t even reacted to her movements, eyes glued to a book and fingers lazily flipping the page. Reiju knew better, that man was aware that she was awake and staring, there’s no way Trafalgar D. Law would be that oblivious.
“How’re you feeling?” The captain asked, golden eyes piercing as they looked over the rim of glasses.
Reiju swallowed, hands gripping the bedsheets tightly. She felt a smile start on her lips, practiced and forced and normal, “I feel great.”
The man clicked his tongue, slipping a bookmark between the pages and closed the book. Reiju felt dread settle in her stomach when she saw the title “Torture in the Blues”. Everyone knew this guy was creepy, but that was honestly not helping her right now, especially with the child in his arms. He walked over to her after placing the girl into a pin-like area that was filled with toys, atop what looked like a small bed, footsteps light and lazy as his tattooed fingers rose up to grab the silver-framed glasses from his nose. Death in dark ink stared back at her. Reiju barely kept her smile from slipping.
“Enough of that,” he said, voice a murmur. He grabbed a chair from a bed over, and placed it right in front of her, slipping onto it smoothly. “How are you feeling?”
“Fin–”
“Stop,” Trafalgar said and Reiju did just that.
His hand rose and Reiju flinched, eyes closing. Something cold was placed against her forehead, and Reiju opened her eyes to see the man known to be ruthless, killing without mercy, was staring at her with this…soft look.
He looked worried.
When was the last time someone worried over me…?
“My head is fuzzy.” Reiju said because she couldn’t keep the words away.
Trafalgar D. Law smiled slightly, “Yes, it’ll go away soon.” He said, and he reached to the bedside table, grabbing a stethoscope. He placed it against her chest, and hummed slightly after a few moments, “Anything else?”
“…I fell like something’s missing.” Reiju said, confused as the man started to move her arms, flexing her fingers, seemingly searching for something.
“That’s because something is.” Law said, and Reiju looked at him in confusion.
“What…What’s missing?” she asked hesitantly.
Law gave her a sly grin, eyes gazing at her from under dark lashes, “I removed the genes that restrict your actions.” He said, casual as if that was something anyone could do, “You are officially free.”
And Reiju cried.
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“May I call you both dad?”
There was a long sigh, “Sure. Whatever.”
Luffy grinned and Reiju didn’t resist the hug the cheerful captain offered. Sabo cheered from behind them, and Reiju felt warm for the first time in a long, long time.
Notes:
Next chapter: We get a look at Katakuri, Trafalgar Water, and a certain surgeon has a nightmare
Sorry to those who thought there'd be another Lawlu kid, Elin's the only one~
Chapter 18
Summary:
"Sorry,” he said, and his voice rasped.
Luffy reached up, moving to wipe the tears on his cheek but Law caught his hand before he could. He brought his lover’s hand to his lips and kissed Luffy’s knuckles as he took another long inhale.
“Sorry,” Law repeated.
Notes:
I'm back from vacation!! I hadn't written a lick of words or edited anything, so this is late lol
Enjoy!!
T/W: slight panic attack later in the chapter
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Katakuri woke up early, most days. He would spend the mornings drinking tea and rolling dough as Zeff prepped breakfast by his side. Sometimes Jimbe would join, indulging in a cigarette or pipe as he listened to them talk. He had been one of the last to join the crew, but he was usually the first to know things.
He had been born on a pirate ship. Ever since that moment, his life had been decided for him; even who he was to marry wasn’t his decision. He grew up mocked for his appearance, and he never really had a childhood. He was one of the eldest, which meant he had a duty to raise his siblings and take care of the family.
When Luffy and Law showed up, thrown overboard their ship during a rather nasty storm and landing next to Katakuri, his life changed. He didn’t really know what had made him agree to join their crew; he had a duty in the crew he was already in, with his siblings. But two people who saw his face had smiled and offered a place in their crew despite knowing who he was and seeing how monstrous he was.
It had been difficult to walk away with them, to leave behind all that he’s known, but Katakuri didn’t regret joining. He would do anything with this crew, absolutely anything.
Because he was so, so happy here.
He watched as the younger members of the crew grew, watched as Rosinante left with teary eyes and his fingers intertwined with the boy who took his heart’s, and he lived as the crew went from friends to family.
He spent his mornings making treats and especially donuts, afternoons were reserved for whatever madness his captains got him into (yes, Law got into his fair share of trouble despite how often he refused it) and nights were saved for making desert. Then there were the days when Sanji would rush over to him, smile, and request some help on a cake he was making.
Katakuri had decided that he was going to be the best uncle the moment that kid scampered over to him and shyly requested help in baking. Zeff and Jimbe already called being his dads, unfortunately.
Katakuri remembered when Zeff and Jimbe told the crew about their relationship. Everyone had claimed to have already known, seriously, Zeff, you practically begged the guy to join, it’s not that difficult to piece together, and resulted in a party via Luffy’s request.
(The kids were so going to have drinking addictions, Katakuri could already see it.)
Katakuri dug around his personal drawer of treats, smiling to himself as he grabbed a few packages and moved them to his ‘personal treat drawer’. Sabo was going to pick the lock by noon and their usual chase would ensue. Katakuri didn’t miss Sabo and Nojiko’s beaming smiles as they rushed across the deck, and it was worth losing a bag of taffy or two.
Kids being kids while living on a pirate ship wasn’t a sight he was necessarily used to, and he learned to cherish it.
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Trafalgar D. Water, commonly known as Trafalgar Water, sighed to himself as he closed the book his father had gifted him just a few hours ago. Water was an avid studier, his sister usually complained that he studied too much, and his mother usually coaxed his nose out of a book while his father laughed in the back.
But there was only so much Water could learn through books. Books held all the information in the world, of course, but learning with hands-on experiences was much more fascinating. His parents told him he was too young to do surgeries, and even interning as a basic bed-side nurse was pushing it. He was twelve and he was smarter than most doctors around, Water really didn’t see the issue.
Uncle Law let him assist in a surgery during his two months on their ship, he had argued, and his parents had rolled their eyes, claiming that Uncle Law was a pirate and therefore didn’t care about rules.
Water rather liked Uncle Law.
He hadn’t been born when Flevance’s Civil War, as the public liked to call it, happened. He learned about it in school, of course, but he hadn’t been there to experience it unlike he parents and the other adults.
Once not long ago, the people of Flevance mined for an ore per the request of the World Government. This ore was incredibly wanted by the nobles across the world, and because of the price and high demand, Flevance mined and mined and grew wealthy. But this ore was toxic and did no harm when it was locked under the ground, but the minute it was freed, the people were slowly poisoned. The World Government refused the requests to stop the mining, demanding it continued twice as much, and because of this, the people of White Town grew ill with the poisonous White Lead with no cure in sight.
A crew of pirates with two captains, one being a man whose home island was Flevance grew furious at this and led an attack against the World Government.
Water was taught that Trafalgar D. Law and his crewmates had stuck fear in the marines and had sent them running. Exhausted, the man had then turned and declared for all to hear that he’d cure them of the incurable poison, and his partner, Monkey D. Luffy, declared Flevance to be safe under their flag.
Water looked up to the dark flag billowing proudly in the wind. To the people of Flevance, that flag was more precious than any wealth. The smiling skull with a bright sunrise behind it, a spotted straw hat atop its head, was their savior’s and so they cherished it.
When Water had first heard this story, he had been young and in awe. He had rushed home to question his parents all about the magical doctor, and his parents had smiled a sad smile and told him of a man who was actually his father’s half-brother. Ever since that day, Water had awaited the day when he could meet this man.
He did when his parents requested he and Lami stay on the Dawn’s ship for a while, when he was ten.
Uncle Law had been a shock because the pictures didn’t do him justice. He had this air to him, this look to him, that would make anyone wary, but Water had felt strangely comforted. Law really did look like dad, had been Water’s first thought.
And then Water met Monkey D. Luffy, Uncle Law’s husband (who had been a woman and pregnant at the time) in everything but paper and Water had remembered how he had been instantly enthralled with him. His childish awe and comforting smiles had resulted in Water following Luffy everywhere when he wasn’t learning something from Law or Kureha.
“Shishishishi,” Luffy had laughed, giving Uncle Law an unreadable glance filled with mirth which had caused the man to flush and glare half-heartedly.
Water had already decided what he wanted to be when he grew up, and it was thanks to Uncle Luffy and Uncle Law.
Water was going to be the best damn doctor and he was going to do so as a pirate.
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Law woke up in a cold sweat, Luffy’s hands on his shoulders, and worried eyes bearing into his.
Luffy’s lips moved, but Law heard nothing.
Law couldn’t breathe–
He closed his eyes so tightly, white splashed behind his eyelids, and his brain instantly realized that oh, that looks a lot like the snow Cora-san died on. Law inhaled deeply, but his lungs received no air, and he floundered.
Hands grasped his gently when he started to tear at his neck, and Law knew it was Luffy.
Luffy who gazed at him with dead eyes, smile terribly fake, words falsely chipper as Law died, died, died–
Law felt bitter tears sting at his eyes as his mind wandered because why wouldn’t it? Why would he even start to think that he was doing better, that the dark nightmares that left him unfunctional were staring to stop?
Law wasn’t that lucky.
Fire burned a hospital, the hospital that held his sister.
Luffy grabbed Law, leg stretching to keep Law from hitting his own onto the wall.
White fur stained red–
“Torao–”
“Captain Law–!”
Law felt lips smash onto his as his attempts at breathing continued to be futile. He tore his eyes open, the action difficult and taking much too long, to stare into the brown eyes gazing worriedly down at him. Luffy pulled away after a moment, and Law’s chest shook with a deep inhale.
“Sorry,” he said, and his voice rasped.
Luffy reached up, moving to wipe the tears on his cheek – when had he started to cry – but Law caught his hand before he could. He brought his lover’s hand to his lips and kissed Luffy’s knuckles as he took another long inhale.
“Sorry,” Law repeated, and Luffy shifted on his thighs, the bed creaking as he leaned over Law.
“There’s nothing to be sorry about,” Luffy frowned at him, his other hand wiping the wetness leaving Law’s eyes.
There was so much to be sorry about.
Luffy glared at him, like he knew what Law just thought. He probably did, Luffy was good at reading him. Luffy leaned in, gently kissing over his left eyelid, then the other, then his eyebrow, nose, cheeks, pressing one last kiss against his lips.
Luffy made him feel so warm, so very warm and cherished that Law felt like he could cry. Luffy gently wiped at his eyes, eyes sad yet loving.
“Torao, the world is cruel.” He said gently.
Law snorted because that was an understatement.
“But you’re my most important person,” his lover declared, “And I will burn everything if it means I’ll get to save you! The world is the one who has to be sorry, not you! Okay?”
Law looked back up at his lover, and he smiled slowly. “Okay.”
Luffy smiled, taking Law’s shaking hands into his, and flopped to the side, cuddling into Law.
And Law, for the first time in a while, felt lighter than normal.
“Shishishishi~ We should go find a marine base so we can destroy it!”
“You read my mind.”
Chapter 19
Summary:
“Blooded Roses.” The two captains chorused, grinned, and then said, “Aw, babe!”
Tin Pam, their newest member and doctor, rolled her eyes while Lucky Roux fanboyed.
Notes:
So the beginning of this chapter is when Shanks and Rosi set out, and then it moves on as they gather a crew and whatnot. I thought we needed to see a chapter of our Reds’ growing relationship :D
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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Shanks remembered how ecstatic he had been when him and Rosinante started to date. It had taken him eight days to call Rosinante and sheepishly ask what had happened that night. He remembered how Rosinante’s shyly pleased smile at the fact Shanks called him turn into a deadpan and the blond had bluntly said that he was going to sock Shanks the next time they saw each other before he explained the events.
Rosinante did, in fact, punch Shanks the second they saw each other again two months later. Shanks had a bruise for weeks and he proudly showed it off because that’s his boyfriend!! His boyfriend was so strong and elegant and adorable and hot and, yes, clumsy, but he was so so so attractive! No one can look at that tall, fine man and say he was ugly.
Shanks would get offended on his boyfriend’s behalf!
No one could ogle at him either. Anyone who even tried to stare at any part of Rosi with obvious dirtiness was going to get a sword to the eyes.
Except Shanks, of course. Shanks could stare at his boyfriend all he wanted.
(He was also the one who stabbed people, but Rosi usually stopped him before he could become a territorial gremlin.)
It had been two years after they started their long-distance dating (which involved nightly and or early morning calls when possible and weekly letters) that he told Rosinante about wanting to start his own crew.
“I want to share my life with you, so will you be my co-captain?” Shanks had asked, sputtering between his words and thanking everything in existence that Buggy was asleep and couldn’t mock him.
Rosinante had started to cry, and Shanks knew why. He had people who loved him and cared for him even knowing that he was of Celestial Dragon blood, but he always got so surprised at the reminder. And Shanks, the boy he loved, declared that he wanted to share a life together, a crew together, despite knowing that his ancestors weren’t necessarily the best.
And, fuck, if that wasn’t a marriage proposal, Rosinante didn’t know what was.
The only thing that sniper could say was “Yes” and they met up four months later at Dawn Island and they started their crew.
The Red Pirates were going to be known by everyone and they were going to go everywhere.
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The Red Pirates were lost.
Now, growing up on famous and very powerful pirate crews that were known to wander literally everywhere, they picked up a lot of tricks.
Navigation was certainly not one of them.
“Uh, where are we?”
“The East Blue.”
“…that’s not helpful, Shanks. I’d be concerned if he hopped over the Red Line without noticing.”
Shanks gave his lover a sheepish grin, shrugging. He took another look at the map when Rosinante said something about Loguetown being fifteen islands away, across the entire East Blue.
“I think it’s upside down.” Shanks said, pointing.
Rosinante squinted at the map for a moment before he turned it over. “Okay, then Dawn Island’s right…here, and we passed this island a few days ago. So…the closest island is this one, Syrup.”
Shanks licked his lip, “Isn’t the next island this one,” he asked, pointing at another.
Rosinante stared for a moment. “Well, we’re heading to Syrup anyways.” He said, “Aren’t we?”
“Yeah, there’s this sniper I heard about.” Shanks grinned, “I want to have him as a crewmate.”
“Getting rid of me already,” Rosinante sniffed teasingly.
“I’d never think of it.” Shanks grinned, a little love-sick, and Rosinante smiled.
“Do you think Orange Town has makeup?” Rosinante quizzed, “Orange lipstick.”
Shanks pursed his lips in thought, “I like red.” He said, and yes, he was totally biased.
Rosinante smiled at him, cheeks dusted in pink. Shanks wanted to kiss him, so he leaned in.
And then, just as they were about to kiss, Rosinante fell into the water.
“Rosi!”
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“We need to give you a rope to hang onto, for when you fall in.” Shanks laughed, squeezing the water out of his shirt before pushing his hair out of his eyes.
“Uh-huh,” Rosinante stared, which was better than his previous pouting.
“My eyes are up here, Rosi,”
“Yeah, and your abbs are right there.”
Shanks threw his head back and laughed.
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“Hey, join our crew!”
“What?”
Benn honestly didn’t know what was going on. He was simply working as an impromptu blacksmith in Orange Town to get enough cash to last a while since apparently bounty hunting was getting him nowhere, more and more pirates heading to the Grand Line to go and take the Pirate Kings’ treasure. All he needed was a few hundred more belli and then he’d take a ship and head to the next place.
What he didn’t expect was two kids that were frankly known everywhere to walk in nonchalantly, gaze at pistols and swords before staring at him and deciding to say “Join my crew!”
Benn wasn’t an idiot. Two kids that were part of (or recently left, by the sounds of it) not one but two separate Yonko’s crews that were worth five hundred and six hundred million each, were probably strong as shit. Nothing he could handle at once.
“Join our crew.” Red-Hair Shanks repeated, smiling at him widely, and, wow, his hair really did look like it was doused in blood.
Red-Rose Rosinante nodded his agreement, trademark cosmetics immaculate and trademark coat somehow hanging by his shoulders and staying.
“You know what, fuck it, sure.” Benn sighed.
Both kids cheered before Red-Rose stripped and fell, Red-Hair catching him just before he could kiss the floor.
“Dahahahaha, you good, Rosi?”
“F-Fine.”
Benn wondered what the hell he just signed himself up for.
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“I’ll call up Dads.” Rosinante said, fishing around his pocket.
“What, why?” Yasopp, their newest crewmate, joining just a minute ago, asked.
“They’ll take care of your kid and your wife. Does she want to be a pirate? They’ll keep them safe.” Shanks explained, grinning easily.
“Uh, Sengoku the Buddha?” Benn quizzed, eyebrows furrowed.
“He’s one of my dads.” Rosinante agreed, “But I’m talking about the Pirate Kings. They’re my dads too! The Dawn Pirates take care of the kids of criminals, most of the time. Oh, Shanks, did I tell you about how they’re taking care of Drago’s son now?”
“What, really?” Shanks asked in surprise.
“Yeah, his name’s Lyle. Law said he has Luffy’s laugh, he sounded weirded out too.” Rosinante laughed, finally managing to get his snail free. “Oh, Luffy’s also pregnant!”
“No way!” Shanks awed.
“Yeah!” Rosinante nodded, “So, should I call them?”
(Banchina the Arsonist would forever be known as the person who got Fire-Fist Ace into arson and Usopp would one day become known as Warrior Usopp, rumored to have trained with giants at the age of four and managed to beat their leader at five. He was also known as God Usopp, the man who was the sniper of the Freedom Pirates and said to have stopped a rebellion with a slingshot, seeds, and one paperclip.
He was also a huge liar, though the second was true.)
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“Monkey!”
“Join our crew!”
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“Lucky Roux, is it?”
“Dahahaha, join our crew.”
Lucky Roux looked curiously over to the group of people, and monkey, and blinked curiously. “What?”
“We’re pirates,” the red-haired one said cheerfully, “And you’re the chef that cooked for us, right?”
“Join our crew!” the very tall one with deep red lips said, beaming.
“Pirates, eh?” Lucky Roux grinned, “Sure.”
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“We aren’t naming our ship Roses.”
“What, why not?”
“We know you’re like totally in love with Rosi, but that’s a terrible name.”
“Yeah, Blood Red sounds better.”
“No it doesn’t, Rosinante. You’re naming our ship offa Shanks’ hair color.”
Both captains pouted.
“Blooded Roses.” They both chorused, grinned, and then said, “Aw, babe!”
Tin Pam, their newest member and doctor, rolled her eyes while Lucky Roux fanboyed.
(Their next ship would be named the Red Force, and yes, it was Benn who named it. Can you blame him? He can’t even think of his captains’ suggestions without feeling a headache rise.)
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Alabasta was the next place where they ran into the Dawn Pirates.
“Hey! What’re you doing here?” Rosinante called, beaming and waving.
Crocodile grinned sharply, two kids on his shoulders, both who seemed entirely unbothered.
“We’re visiting the king!” he yelled back.
“Nice!” Shanks laughed.
“Where’s my baby sister!” Rosinante yelled, “I wanna meet her!”
(The Red Pirates and the Dawn Pirates ended up blackout drunk and when they woke up the next morning, their bounties had rose by the millions.
They have no idea what they did but cheered anyways.)
Notes:
Up next we get some Law and Ace bonding!
Chapter 20
Notes:
I have a new hyperfixation on the god au fic I'm working on, so that's why this has had such a long gap between updates XD
So I was writing this chapter before the previous one, so the timeline seems a bit whacky, and that's why XD The first scenes are before Shanks and Rosi set sail for their own crew.
Enjoy!!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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Ace crossed his arms as he watched Sabo and Lyle fight. Law had been very strict in their fights, always towering over them to make sure they didn’t go ‘too far’. When Lyle turned seven, their baby sister being four, his hawk eyes seemed to lessen and lessen and now, a few months after his birthday, Law just simply told them not to kill one another.
Ace was only twelve, the eldest of their little quartet, but he knew a lot about fighting. His mother kept him by her side until he was ten, which was when she allowed Roger to start taking him onto longer trips to sea. It wasn’t rare for him to be taken to Buggy’s, Shanks’, Law and Luffy’s, and sometimes Dragon’s, to stay for a while, but most of the time he spent his days on an island with his mother, helping her man her flower shop. His father taught him how to throw a punch, his uncles and brothers adding in some of their tips and tricks.
(“Okay, hold your breath.”
“Hold my breath?”
“Yeah! Dahahaha! Don’t drown!”
“What, Shanks, wai–!”)
Sabo wasn’t a bad fighter; he was actually pretty strong with the slab of Sea Stone-infused staff Coinin gave him. Lyle wasn’t close to them, though he had a lot of physical strength (even if it wasn’t anywhere near Sabo or Ace’s) he didn’t have the strategy. He always rushed in headfirst, fists clumsy compared to their somewhat practiced fighting.
Ace watched as Lyle was flipped, thrown, and yelped when the boy was headed towards him. “Watch it, Sabo!” he yelled, his brother hitting him and throwing them back.
Sabo cackled at him, and Ace sat up, helping his baby brother to sit up before he stood. Sabo was the one that coddled, Ace was the one with tough love, that was their dynamic. But that didn’t mean that Ace had to always be a tough love type of brother.
“Wah, Sabo,” Lyle whined, rubbing at his forehead, where a bump started to form. “That hurt.”
“Sorry Ly,” Sabo said, ruffling Lyle’s hair.
“I think that’s all for today,” Ace huffed, looking back to the scoreboard, “I’ll take Lyle to Big Bro for a check up.”
The last time they hadn’t done that and Law found the bruises on Lyle (though they all had bruises after their spars) he had been kind of scary with how he glared and scolded them. Not that Ace would ever admit that, like ever. Reiju had given them ice cream after, winking with a smile as she raised a finger to her lips, even after Law had told them no desert.
Ace sort of loved Reiju, she was awesome at sneaking treats.
“Kay, I’m gonna go see if the snacks are done!” Sabo chirped, placing his staff into the slots sewn into the back of his spotted vest.
Ace looked at Lyle before rolling his eyes and bending his knees, smiling slightly when he heard his brother cheer before hopping onto his back. Lyle loved piggyback rides, though the only one who indulged him every time without fail was Uncle Luffy. It was always something of a treat for him.
They walked out of the forest clearing they were training in, the island being Sabo and Uncle Luffy’s home island Dawn, and started down the mountain to Makino’s bar.
“Shanks and Rosi are here!” Lyle cheered the moment the Red Force came into view.
“Nice, we haven’t seen them in a while.” Sabo said, grin showing off the missing tooth Ace might or might not have knocked out at the beginning of their spar.
Sabo had yelled and punched him, but he didn’t seem to mind.
“What the fuck happened to your mouth.” Law demanded, right in front of them.
Okay, Big Bro was definitely going to mind.
“I got it knocked out! Cool, right?” Sabo said, beaming.
Big Bro sighed, before taking a look at the bruise on Lyle’s forehead.
“God damnit, you all take after Luffy-ya.” The captain sighed, absolutely resigned but Ace easily recognized the fondness in Law’s eyes.
He didn’t really see what Uncle Luffy saw in his big brother. Law wasn’t a huge talker, had this weird sense of humor that involved decapitation, and he made art out of people. Uncle Luffy was like the sun, bright and amazing and loving. They were like total opposites! But Ace liked their relationship, they obviously cared about each other, and if Big Bro Law stayed married to Uncle Luffy, then Ace could get all the rubbery cuddles he wanted when he was with the Dawn Pirates.
“I’ll take him, you two go ahead to the bar.” Law said, and Ace shook his head.
“I wanted to ask you something, I can take him.” Ace explained.
Law raised an eyebrow, clearly curious, before nodding. Sabo grinned, waving to them before heading towards the Party’s Bar, yelling for Luffy (who had a giggling Elin on his shoulders), and saying something about his missing tooth. (They all heard him whine when Kureha demanded to check him for any breaks.) They headed towards the New Winter, the silence around them calming despite the nerves that suddenly showed up.
Ace waited for Law to be finished with his check up on Lyle, and for his baby brother to run off the ship and calling for his big brothers (Shanks and Rosinante), before he looked over to his brother.
“What did you need, Ace?” Law asked, not unkind, as he motioned for Ace to sit on the bed.
“I wanted you to teach me how to use a sword.” Ace said, as Law slathered some type of herb cream over one of the angry purple bruises forming on his wrist.
“I can,” Law agreed, and Ace beamed, “Though, Mihawk is the master swordsman. Or even Roger, why didn’t you ask them?”
Well, Ace had a good relationship with his dad and Mihawk, but it always seemed as though Law kept him at a distance. Whenever he stayed with the Dawn Pirates, it was like Law was trying to create a barrier between them, taking Uncle Luffy with him. Ace didn’t understand it, and his mom usually said he shouldn’t worry about it – Law’s just like that, she’d claim – but Ace wanted to get over that wall that Uncle Luffy seemed to so easily and know his brother better.
Ace bit his lip, shrugging, and Law looked entirely unamused.
“We don’t ever hang out, but you’re my big brother,” Ace muttered, face dusted in pink. “I just wanted to bond, and I figured learning how to use a sword would help that.”
Law looked surprised, and Ace flicked his fingers together nervously. The doctor smiled slightly, eyes soft, “Sure, Ace. I can teach you how to use a sword, but make sure you take lessons with Mihawk too. I’m not a master.”
“Right!” Ace beamed, before he huffed and looked away, “I mean, whatever, thanks.”
Tattooed fingers pinched his nose and Ace looked up at his brother curiously, “Let’s head to the bar, yeah?”
“Yeah!”
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“Hey,” Shanks beamed, and Law raised an eyebrow as he gazed at the boy – because oddly enough, that’s all Law would see when he gazed at the boyish grin on that young face. “There’s these people–”
“Fine, we’ll take care of the kid.” Law groaned, waving a hand because he knew that was what Shanks was asking for.
Everyone seemed to think that the Dawn Pirates were some sort of babysitters or something.
And, no, don’t focus on the nine kids running around behind him, and don’t focus on the fact that they usually had more when Water and Lami or Hancock and her sisters decided to stay on the ship.
They weren’t babysitters, okay!?
“Papa, Papa, Papa!” Lyle called loudly, rushing over to where Luffy was in the middle of an eating contest with Lucky Roux, “Did you know there was a island in the sky!?”
“Yesh!” Luffy said around a mouthful of meat, beaming.
…they weren’t babysitters, okay?
“Nah, not that,” Shanks laughed, and Law looked over curiously as Shanks suddenly became somber. “There’s this group of people that sailed with us a few years back, when I was with Roger and you guys were running around and becoming kings. They live in Wano.”
Law had a feeling he knew where this was going.
“Well, there’s this woman there, she has this Devil Fruit that lets her time travel forward,” Shanks said, “I thought you’d like to know that.”
Law smiled, looking over the rowdy bar, “Thanks kid,” he said, raising his hand to ruffle red locks, “but I think we’re good here.”
That reminded him, they haven’t visited Wano yet.
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Usopp really like pirates.
His dad was a brave warrior of the sea, and his new friends were fellow Cabin-Children for the Dawn Pirates. Pirates were brave, sought out freedom and treasure, and Usopp wanted to be the bravest warrior of the sea to ever live.
It would be difficult, with Captain Luffy and Chief Law being the bravest people he knew, but Usopp knew that one day, he’d be braver than them!
But…until then…
“EEEKK! HUGE FISH, THERE’S A HUGE FISH! MOM, CAPTAINS, GAAAH!”
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“Did Luffy do anything?” Law asked the moment he saw the royal guards of Alabasta swarm the place he and Mihawk were currently checking out – a store that was technically a blacksmith place, but they also had scalpels, so his attention was on the medical supplies.
Mihawk gave him a glance, “Did you do anything?”
Law raised an eyebrow, “What’s that supposed to mean,”
Obviously, Law was the sane captain. Well, saner, but nonetheless, Luffy was the crazy one that got into trouble.
Mihawk smirked at him, humming, and then squinted back at the sword in his hand. Law looked over to the guards, taking in the twenty, no make that twenty-two, guards. He didn’t have anything against Alabasta, Luffy actually wanted to make it their territory, so he didn’t know what caused them to send guards – especially such a little amount. He and Luffy were known as the strongest men (they technically call them the Deadliest Duo; Monkey D. Luffy the Strongest Man and Trafalgar D. Law the Miracle Worker), their crew known as the Ruthless Dawns, and everyone knew that a small group of guards wouldn’t prove to be difficult for any of them.
“Trafalgar D. Law,” one of the guards said, “King Cobra requests an audience with you and your crew.”
Law sighed softly, noticing the tense hold to the men’s shoulders.
He already had a feeling they shouldn’t have gone to Alabasta.
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“We aren’t babysitters.”
“Shishishishi! Welcome to the crew, Vivi, Koza!”
“Luffy-ya, you are not helping.” Law said dryly.
His lover sent him a beaming smile, and then nodded his head to Crocodile. Law stared at the man as he gazed at the child holding his hand in awe and sighed.
“Fucking whatever. Welcome to the crew.” Law grumbled, knowing the look in Crocodile’s eyes.
Those kids were his now, apparently.
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Mihawk swirled his glass of wine as he watched Ace raise and slash his wooden sword. Law had gotten the basics integrated into the boy’s mind, which Mihawk appreciated. He wasn’t going to teach a boy who has no experience, Ace or not.
“Good,” Mihawk said, and Ace beamed at him.
Roger was going to meet them at the island within the end of the week and Mihawk will be damned if Ace wasn’t nearly perfect by them.
“Good, come at me.” Mihawk grinned, “I’ll show your dad who’s the better teacher.”
Ace blinked at him for a moment before rushing forward, and Mihawk instantly caught the wooden blade and tripped the boy.
…they had a long way to go, but they had a week. It was doable, Mihawk assures you.
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“Papa, Daddy?”
Law blinked the sleep from his eyes as he looked over to the door to his room. “Elin? What are you doing up?” he asked softly as his daughter scampered over to the bed.
The young girl, only four and a half, scrambled up onto the bed. Law reached out to steady her when she was about to tip over the edge, carefully bringing her closer to him and Luffy – who was stirring awake slowly.
“I’m hungry,” Elin whined.
Law sighed fondly, she was Luffy’s daughter…
“I’m hungry too!”
“Me three!”
“Me four!”
Law looked over to the door way, seeing Sabo, Reiju, and Lyle sticking their heads over the frame to stare at them, grins wide.
“Let’s go get a snack, then,” Law said. He could spoil them every now and then, after all. “Don’t tell Zeff.”
His four children laughed at him cheerfully.
(Law ended up making sandwiches, Luffy’s arms and legs wrapped around his torso, the man snoring on his back. Law did end up feeding him three sandwiches, he himself eating a few onigiri.
Zeff kicked him and Luffy in the morning, saying something about eating half their supplies of rice, but Law totally didn’t know what he was talking about.)
Notes:
Next chapter will have some reunions of a sort along with family meetings
Chapter 21
Summary:
“I want to meet my grandkids!”
Notes:
I was going to post this when I finally got the next chapter planned, but well, here it is
Enjoy
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Law carefully adjusted the marine hat placed atop his head as it slipped yet another time, keeping his eyes forward. He and Luffy were in a marine building riddled with Vice-Admirals and their men. It wasn’t like they couldn’t handle a fight; it would be ridiculously easy to level this place to the ground, even if it was just him, but they weren’t trying to get caught.
They had a bet going on with the crew. Most of them believed Luffy would get caught first, Law was going for that too because he wasn’t going to bet against himself, obviously, but Olvia and Jimbe were dead set on thinking that Luffy would win this.
“Hey, what’s your code?” a marine stopped him suddenly, eyes narrowed.
Son of a bitch.
Law shot his hand out, grabbing the man by his neck and then he promptly kneed the man in his family jewels. He pulled the man’s arm around his neck, dragging him over to the supply closet near them. The guy’s shirt was pretty nice, now that he looked at it…
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“Shishishishishi! Meat!” Luffy cheered, throwing his arms up as he stared at the stew the cafeteria was giving out. He rushed forward, grinning as he grabbed a bowl and started to scoop as much stew as he could manage into it.
“Oi! You can’t just cut in line like that!” someone shouted.
Luffy whistled happily to himself, grabbing another bowl. Law should be showing up eventually, and if he wasn’t here by the time the stew got cold, Luffy would eat it for him. He turned and headed to the nearest empty table, humming a small tune under his breath as he gazed at the meal in his hands.
Oh boy, the stew looked so good!
He didn’t like marines very much, he hated being around them, but he was doing this for his crew and for Torao. And they could take the marine’s food supplies, that way they wouldn’t have to stop at an island and buy more! They were stopping at Dressrosa anyways, and the people there adored the Dawn Pirates – though he didn’t like being treated like a hero, he did like the free food. They were going to meet Roger there, drop off the younger children, and then go after the trail for Germa.
Reiju and Sanji wanted nothing to do with Germa, but they asked if they could also save their three brothers the way Law saved Reiju – Sanji much more hesitant. He wanted nothing to do with his brothers, not really, but he was kind and he knew that they’d be better off being saved.
So the Dawn Pirates were going to save and adopt three more boys.
“Torao,” Luffy smiled when his husband sat down across from him. He blinked when he caught sight of the shirt Law was wearing, “Did you get a new shirt?”
“Yeah,” Law said, snagging one of the bowls and spoon. DEATH stood stark against his skin.
They weren’t really trying to hide who they were, Luffy wonders how no one noticed yet.
“You like weird stuff,” Luffy snickered, taking another spoonful.
“It’s nice.” Law defended.
The shirt was a swirl of yellow, orange, and dark red with, oddly enough, pineapples. It really was hideous. But Law liked it, so Luffy did too.
“It is, Torao!” Luffy agreed.
Law smiled at him softly, and Luffy grinned back.
“More food!” Luffy declared, surging up and heading back to the food.
“Oi, isn’t that one of the Pirate Kings?” someone questioned and Luffy grinned, readying himself for a fight.
“Yeah! The Surgeon of Death and Miracles!”
“Get him!”
Law sighed deeply as Luffy laughed loudly, “I win, Torao~!”
“You cheated!” Law accused, ducking under a punch.
“Shishishishi!”
No, he really didn’t, but Law could continue to think he had. He was really cute when he got competitive, after all.
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Roger watched the children in the Oro’s mess hall eat lunch widely, hands snatching food and bating others away, seemingly at ease. It was like they were dancing a familiar dance; Reiju took something off of Lyle’s plate, Lyle off of Sabo’s, Sabo off of Elin’s, Elin off of Sanji’s, Sanji off of Sabo’s, Sabo taking from Nami, Sanji kicking him and scolding about how he shouldn’t take from a lady, Nojiko taking from Sanji’s plate when he wasn’t looking and Nami off of Reiju, Vivi from Koza and Koza from Penguin, Penguin from Bepo, Bepo from Shachi, so on and so on.
“They certainly are lively.” Rayleigh said.
“Wahahaha!” Roger slapped his first mate’s back good-naturally, “They remind me of Luffy and Law!”
“Well, four of them are their kids.” Rayleigh replied, amusement in his voice.
Roger pouted, “Every time we see them, they have new kids. They don’t call me for anything. Stupid son…”
Rayleigh laughed in response. He remembered when they met up with the Dawn Pirates again after not seeing them for almost a year. Luffy had been a woman, a child in his arms and breastfeeding, and Law had been stalking his every move worriedly. They hadn’t even known that they had even had a newborn, let alone one that was created by them.
Roger had sobbed, pointing at Law and scolding him for being a stranger and Law had gone into a frenzy, ranting about his worries the past nine months which resulted in Roger patting his back.
“Pregnant women can be a hassle sometimes,” had agreed, none too stealthily, “But the outcome is better than anything you could ever ask for.”
“He couldn’t eat meat,” Law had said wobbly.
Everyone in the vicinity had winced, sending the Dawn crew looks of sympathy. None of them could guess how terrible it had to have been to deal with that. Luffy simply laughed, cheerful and carefree like he hadn’t given the crew trauma. And then he had walked up to Rayleigh, offered the baby in his arms over, and told Rayleigh that he was a grandfather.
Everyone knew how Rayleigh felt for the kid, saw him as his son and has for a long time, but to have it said so easily by Luffy of all people…Rayleigh had stealthily wiped his eyes, before focusing on the child in his hands.
“Trafalgar-Monkey D. Heka Elin!” Luffy had introduced, smiling widely. “She’s gonna pick her name later!”
(It looked like a weight had been lifted from Law and Luffy’s shoulders – the sheen of darkness that had always clung to their shoulders seemingly gone. It had been leaving them slowly, every visit there had been less and less, but now it was gone.
Rayleigh knew it wouldn’t stay gone, not for the rest of their lives, but it was progress, and he was so, so happy.)
Trafalgar-Monkey D. Heka Elin (who was going to one day become known as Heka D. Elin, captain of the Moon Pirates, first mate being Angel Conis) had stared up at him with wide gold eyes. She had her fathers’ hair, unruly black starting to grow, chubby cheeks with slight paler patches spread over her skin randomly, but it had been her smile that made Rayleigh pause.
It was her fathers’ smile, that wide grin (though, she didn’t have that experience for it to be an exact replica of Law and Luffy’s) that stretched, and a giggle left her as she raised a hand to pull at his beard.
Rayleigh was a grandfather.
Of course, he’s already got six (counting the Boa sisters whom he’s only met recently) other grandchildren, but he had never held them when they were so young. The experience certainly was a tear-jerker.
“I want a turn; I want a turn!” Roger called, and Rayleigh flipped him off.
“She was given to me first; I get to hold her.”
“Raaaay! She’s mine granddaughter too!”
Now, almost five years later, Elin was an exact copy of her dads. Shoulder length, dark hair that rose in unruly locks, sharp gold eyes paired with Luffy’s wide, innocent-looking shape, a deadly smirk (which Rayleigh didn’t want to know how she even managed that so well, being four) and a beaming grin that could rival the sun, Trafalgar-Monkey D. Heka Elin was a delight to have around, though the marines sort of wanted her dead before she could turn out like her parents (like they did with all the other kids).
Lyle was an exact replica of Luffy in mannerism and looks – except for the lack of scars paired with wide green eyes accompanied with a large dusting of freckles over all visible skin.
Sabo’s skin was sun kissed, hair a beautiful gold, blue eyes wide and smile sharp in a way Law’s always was. He was smart and confident – borderline cocky – yet he could also be a bit…lacking in some aspects, such as remembering people’s names. It took him weeks of calling Roger “Roy” before he finally got the name down (now calling him Grampa Ro), though Rayleigh feels that was on purpose just to see the way Roger would sulk. He was usually seen in a blue top hat no matter what he wore, and his sticky little fingers usually robbed people out of their meals and belli alike.
“He’s my pride and joy,” Law had said once, smirking as Sabo used a pipe – a fucking pipe – to knock a marine free from his teeth.
Sabo had cheered, standing atop the marine, and jumping with joy on the poor man’s chest, and he had been six.
Next was Reiju, Law and Luffy’s oldest child. She styled her pink hair short, the longest part being the bang that hung over her right eye. She was sweet yet devilish, talking about poision and decapitations excitedly while Law and Luffy nodded to her.
“She sounds like Torao,” Luffy had said, smiling softly like it wasn’t creepy for anyone to be so passionate about decapitation.
Rayleigh had laughed.
“Uh, Captain,” Roger, Rayleigh, and basically everyone looked over at the hesitant voice. “Garp and Sengoku are here?”
Roger was out of his chair and giggling in a second. Rayleigh sighed.
“I want to meet my grandkids!”
Notes:
I read that White Lead had been genetic, and with each generation it got worse and worse, so I had it seem like Elin had the beginning of White Lead (even if Law removed it from his body). It is implied that Law got it out of her body, and she is very healthy!
And omg! The Life Before My Eyes is over yall! Let's hope updates on this quicken
Chapter 22
Summary:
“Do you think we changed enough?” Law asked after a moment.
Luffy thought for a moment. He recalled all of the things that had been done since arriving in the past and tipped to rest his head on Law’s shoulder.
“I think so.” He said.
Notes:
It's been a hot minute. Hello hello! I wanted this to be longer but this fic kinda kicks my ass half the time so I'm rolling with what I have XD
Also!! this has some Wano spoilers!
Enjoy!!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Luffy looked around the Land of Wano wordlessly. Oden was still alive despite his death year passing a few years ago; Luffy didn’t really pay attention when Law had been speaking of it with Roger (or more accurately: Rayleigh), but they assumed it was because of some affect butterflies had that caused time to shift, including the time when Wano was invaded by Kaido.
Luffy remembered when he and Law had first visited Wano. It had been a long time ago; both having arrived at different times but with the same purpose of taking Kaido down. Luffy’s reasoning had turned personal the first day on the island and Law had gone along because Luffy had his mind set.
Law slipped his hand into Luffy’s, and Luffy squeezed his hand back.
“Ready?” Law asked, staring out at the city that Oden had created, has protected for so long.
“Yeah, shishi,” Luffy smiled, “Obviously.”
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“Oh my god!” Garp bellowed, “Why do I have so many grandkids!?”
“They’re my grandkids!” Roger yelled back, holding Lyle close to his chest.
The boy was struggling against his grip with giggles, mostly amused by the circumstance – i.e. two high ranking Marines arriving at the ship unannounced – instead of scared like Ace thought he should be.
“Yeah, what Dad said!” Ace shook his fist at the marines, glaring at them.
Garp practically cooed at him. Ace turned red with fury.
“Why are marines calling us their grandkids?” Sabo asked, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“That’s Luffy’s, uh, dad.” Rayleigh informed awkwardly, hand on the hilt of his sword and eyes narrowed at the marines.
“Eh!?” all the kids blanched in shock.
“Dad’s dad is a marine!?”
“Captain Luffy is related to a marine!?”
“I’m Law’s father,” Sengoku added, and everyone went wild.
“WHAT!?”
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Luffy sat next to his husband slowly, looking over the city as he motioned for the chef in front of him to serve him a meal. Wano was blocked off from the world, so they wouldn’t realize they had two Emperors of the Sea sitting at a Soba stand, but Luffy didn’t like it.
Kaido still ruled this land, after all. The people were descending into poverty and starvation, and here Luffy sat, a meal being prepared for him. Kaido must know that the Dawn Pirates were heading his way, or at least suspicious of it. He must have people on the look out for them.
Luffy knows of their reputation, after all, and it’s one that even Emperors fear.
The Dawn Pirates were known as conquers; they were known as people who took from every land they stopped on. Be it children, pirate flags, alliances, resources. They feared no foe, not even fellow Emperors.
Kaido must know he’s next on their list.
Luffy didn’t like it.
“Calm down,” Law said softly by his side. Luffy looked over to him from the corner of his eye, frowning slightly and his husband put a hand on his knee, squeezing slightly. “Everything will be fine.”
“I know,” Luffy said, and he truly did. He and Law were unstoppable together. He knew they would be fine.
It didn’t cease his worry.
“Everything will go according to plan,” Law said and then snorted, “Or as much as it can, with you around.”
“Hey,” Luffy complained, “You don’t follow plans either.”
“I follow them better than you can,” Law quipped, you know, like a lair. He grinned, and let his hand fall back. “Tomorrow is the day.”
Tomorrow is the day Wano will change for good.
“Tomorrow.” Luffy agreed, and his hand found Law’s.
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The fight with Kaido was difficult. Between worrying over the fight going on below them and worrying about the Captain of the enemy pirates, the fight had lasted longer than any of them had anticipated. Even with the difficulties, the fight ended in the Dawn Pirate’s favor.
Luffy breathed harshly as he was supported by Law, free arm wrapped around his aching ribs. Kaido laid dead to the world at their feet, Law and Luffy’s wounds nothing compared to his. They had won and neither of them were surprised even as everyone else was.
Law and Luffy weren’t from this time. They were stronger, they were faster, they were better.
(They had to be better. Luffy would not lose anyone he loved again.)
“I’m hungry,” Luffy mumbled.
Law let out a breath. “Yeah, me too.”
They started to walk away, Luffy feeling more drained than he had in years. He hadn’t had to use such power in a while, and his body had certainly argued with it.
He needed to train more.
Law let out a soft sigh as he raised his hand and called for a Room. They landed near the entrance of the Island’s strong hold, Law leaning further onto Luffy in exhaustion and Luffy straightened slightly to help hold them both upright.
In front of them was a child.
Luffy smiled.
“Hi…Yamato.” He murmured. The child narrowed his eyes, a look of fear flashing across his face.
“You guys are the Pirate Kings,” Yamato said, jaw dropping. Luffy let out his famous shi-shi-shi in return. “You...defeated my dad?”
“We did.” Law said.
Yamato stared at them in shock. He looked down at his chained wrists after a moment, eyebrows ticking up before looking back up at them.
“Am I free now?” he asked.
Luffy felt the pit in his gut lessen slightly. He felt like a bit of the weight on his shoulders eased slightly.
“You’ll always be free,” Luffy said – swore, “I will do everything to make sure you stay free.”
Yamato’s eyes filled with tears and he sobbed.
(Luffy hated it took him so long to save him.)
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It didn’t take long for word of what they’d done here in Wano to reach the outside world, but by then Wano was claimed under their flag. Oden was named the Shogun of Wano, a friend of Luffy and Law, and Luffy smiled at the fact that this time Wano would live a prosperous life instead of one of ruin.
Yamato stayed stubbornly by Luffy and Law’s side. Neither of them complained. They were back on the sea by the end of the month, wounds healed, ship stocked, and a new crewmember in their ranks.
Luffy sat himself by Law’s side in their bed the night they set sail. Law stared at the newspaper they had gotten earlier that day, words of their attack against Kaido written with fake details staring back at him. Luffy didn’t see the appeal, it’s not like half the things written in there were true, but Law found it important to stay updated with current events even if such events they were present for.
“Do you think we changed enough?” Law asked after a moment.
Luffy thought for a moment. He recalled all of the things that had done since arriving in the past and tipped to rest his head on Law’s shoulder.
“I think so.” He said.
The tension left Law’s body, and he sagged with a sigh.
“I love you,” Luffy murmured as he lifted his hand to brush against Law’s.
“And I you,” Law muttered back, pressing his lips against Luffy’s hairline.
“I wonder how everyone is doing back at Roger’s,” Luffy said after a moment.
Law smiled against his skin, “I’m sure they’re fine.”
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“Uh, so,” Sabo scratched at his cheek. “How did we set that on fire?”
Roger sobbed.
Notes:
Arc 3 will be starting soon! And it will probably be the shortest and last arc!
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