Law was utterly exhausted by the time he stopped in front of his door.

He had been stuck in the hospital all day with over eleven surgeries. He hardly had time for a water break, let alone ones for lunch or dinner.

Dropping his briefcase, he got out his keys with slightly shaky hands and unlocked the door.

Instantly the happy yipping of his fluffy white samoyed met his ears and he smiled tiredly as the dog came skidding into sight.

"Hey Bepo. Can you bring this inside for me?" He asked, tapping the handle of his briefcase. The dog yipped happily yet again and brought the black leather case inside. He knew he would get a reward later for doing so.

With a yawn, Law closed the door behind him and shuffled like a zombie to the kitchen, removing his coat along the way.

"Bonney." He called out. "I'm home. Did you get real food while I was gone?"

As Law shuffled into the kitchen, he didn't notice the tall man with shaggy blonde hair all the way down to his back until he opened the fridge and said blonde coughed into his hand.

Law jumped slightly at the suddenness of it, then stared at the man with wide eyes for a moment.

"Bonneyyy...?" The tattooed doctor called out, never taking his eyes off of the well built stranger.

The blonde male cleared his throat and held out his hand to the stunned Law. "Dr Trafalgar, it's nice to see you again. My name is Killer. You might not remember me, but last year you stitched up my friend Heat who was in a motorcycle accident."

Law looked down at his hand, then back up at his bang covered face and took a step backwards.

"Yeah, I remember you. You lot were hard to forget. What I want to know is why the hell are you in my house? Bonneyyy!"

"Eh? Oh hey Law, I didn't hear you come in!" The pink haired woman said, running into the kitchen.

Law said nothing, just gulped and pointed at Killer.

Bonney looked between the two men in confusion for a moment before realization dawned on her.

"Ah, Law this is a friend of mine from high school, Killer. I invited him and..."

She looked back in the hallway towards the direction of the living room and scowled.

"OI! KID-BASTARD! PUT DOWN THE GUITAR AND GET YER ASS IN HERE!"

Law's eyes widened at the name and he snapped his head over to the doorway as a familiarly muscular redhead made his way in.

"Stop fucking calling me that, Bonney-Bitch!" He snarled, then looked down slightly at the wide eyed doctor. His own eyes widened.

'Why is he so familiar...?' Wondered both men simultaneously.

"Law." Kid breathed, his anger suddenly vanishing.

"Kid." Law muttered back, nodding his head in a sort of greeting.

Bonney shuffled back away from the two and pulled out a bag of pre-made popcorn as she watched.

"I know I said I'd see you around, but I didn't think we'd meet again in the same day." Law joked, coming out of his stupor.

Kid smirked. "Yeah, well Bonney-Bitch invited my friend Killer and I over to start a band or some shit like that."

Law seemed shocked if only for a moment, then turned and scowled at the snacking pinkette who was leaning against Killer.

"Bonney, I'm helping to put you through college and I told you no bands until you graduate!"

The pink haired woman pouted. "Why not? Geez, Law, you're only three years older than me but you act like my dad! Besides, I wanted you to join!"

The caramel skinned doctor seemed stunned. "Join? I'm a doctor, Bonney! I can't be in a band! Besides I can't play any instruments!"

The pinkette smirked deviously. "Ah, but you can sing. You can be our vocalist; along with me, of course."

Law deadpaned. "Bonney you sound like a dying cat when you sing."

"And you sound like an angel! So wuddya say? Besides, if we make it big you would have more money to pay off the Flamingo-"

Law's grey eyes widened as she spoke and he slapped his hand over her mouth just as the words slipped carelessly past her lips.

Both Kid and Killer were staring at the two and Law looked between them for a moment before giving them a tight-lipped smile.

"If you will excuse us for just one moment." He smiled, making the larger men shiver.

'Scary...'

Kid watched as the smaller male dragged Bonney out of the kitchen, that scary face still on the entire time.

The samoyed he came to know as Bepo took their place, casually sniffing around the bag of popcorn that the pinkette had shoved into Killer's hands.

"What do you think that's all about?" The blonde asked, tossing the dog a bit of the buttery treat.

Kid shrugged. "Dunno. Who's the Flamingo?"

Killer shrugged as well and the two waited for their hosts to return.

There was quite a bit of crashing, some incoherent shouting, and what sounded like someone getting punched before Bonney skipped back into the kitchen, a happy smile on her face.

"He said he'll give it a try!"

With another grin, she skipped back out to the living room, the two males following cautiously behind her.

Law was laying on the floor and clutching his stomach when they all came in.

Bepo barked and began nuzzling sympathetically at his master's most likely bruised ribs.

Bonney grabbed her hot pink bass guitar and put it on before grinning at the doctor who was slowly rising to his feet.

"Ok, Law! What do you want to sing for us?"

The doctor looked at the three musicians as they took up their instruments, then sighed in defeat and turned his slightly flushed face to the floor.

"Do you guys know the song 'Dance With the Devil' by Breaking Benjamin?"

The three looked at each other and nodded and Law sighed again as Kid began to strum the first few chords.

"Here I stand, helpless and left for dead."

The redhead's eyes instantly widened at the smooth voice that came from the doctor as Bonney and Killer joined in.

"Close your eyes, so many days go by.
Easy to find what's wrong, harder to find what's right."

By now Law had closed his eyes and was swaying back and forth ever so slightly, seeming to lose himself in the music.

"I believe in you, I can show you that I can see right through all your empty lies. I won't stay long, in this world so wrong."

Kid couldn't tear his eyes away from the beautiful man he met that morning.

"Say goodbye, as we dance with the devil tonight. Don't you dare look at him in the eye, as we dance with the devil tonight."

Kid almost forgot to play as he simply stared.

"Trembling, crawling across my skin.
Feeling your cold dead eyes, stealing the life of mine."

Delightful shivers ran down the redhead's spine as Law opened his eyes and looked at him.

"I believe in you, I can show you that I can see right through all your empty lies. I won't last long, in this world so wrong.

Say goodbye, as we dance with the devil tonight. Don't you dare look at him in the eye, as we dance with the devil tonight.

Hold on. Hold on.

Say goodbye, as we dance with the devil tonight. Don't you dare look at him in the eye, as we dance with the devil tonight.

Hold on. Hold on.

Goodbye."

Law stopped singing as Kid played the last few notes, but neither of them dropped each other's stare.

Law couldn't help but feel a far too familiar attraction towards the well built redhead, yet when he racked his brain he was certain that they had only met that morning.

Before Bonney could say something about his performance, Law moved forward until he was directly in front of the slightly flushed Kid.

"I know you." The doctor breathed. "Somehow I know you. How? How do I know you?"

Kid blinked several times as the living room went completely silent.

"I... I don't know." The pale man finally muttered. "But however fucking sappy it may sound... I feel the same."

He then snapped his head to the two other witnesses and snarled ferociously.

"None of this leaves this room, got it?"

Killer nodded feverishly and Bonney seemed to ignore the redhead as she smiled wistfully.

"Wouldn't it be so romantic if you guys were lovers in a different life, destined to be together again?"

Killer huffed a little in amusement and lightly bumped the pinkette with his elbow.

"Yeah, sure. Like that would happen. If that were true, what would that make you and me?" Secretly, the blonde anxiously awaited his friend's answer.

She may not have looked or acted like it, but Bonney was a hopeless romantic.

Said woman thought for a moment then smiled. "I will forever be a super hero and you will be my sidekick!"

Killer deflated just a bit. He was glad no one could see his face or else Kid would probably tease him about how disappointed he looked.

Law gave the blonde a brief pitying look then returned to his usual demeanor as he placed his hands on his hips and scowled.

"Alright, alright, I sang for you, now get out. I have work tomorrow and Bonney has school."

"But-!"

"No buts, young lady. Go to bed. Killer, it was nice to see you again. And Kid..."

Law trailed off as his grey eyes once more caught on Kid's golden ones. His expression softened.

"I'll see you around, I guess?"

Kid grinned. "Yeah, see ya 'round."

{I totally fucking drew that picture tho guys. Yeah, thas right. I don't just write stories. My art skills are fuckin legit.}