The first thing he saw was red. A big, messy, in-your-face sort of red that irritated him to no end... and yet held worlds of comfort.

The first thing he felt was an obnoxious weight pressing down on his body, making him ache all over.

The first thing he did was smack that obnoxious red weight as hard as he could.

"Eustass-ya, get off of me you fucking fatass or I swear to god I will stab you with a rusty sword."

Ah, those first magical words of love.

Eustass Kid recoiled at the sting that came along with waking his boyfriend up from his semi-comatosed state and stumbled backwards off of the small bed with a yelp.

Law sat up slowly as Kid snarled and jumped to his feet.

"I finally find you after, like, a thousand fucking years and the first thing you do is slap me?! You know what? Fuck you, you shitty samurai! Fuck y-!"

He was cut off by a pair of hands fisting into his shirt and pulling him to their owner's lips.

At first Kid was shocked, but he soon took charge and threaded his fingers into Law's hair, plunging his tongue into his boyfriend's mouth.

Law broke the kiss for a moment and pressed his forehead to Kid's. "Oh, just shut up, you brutish shogun." He breathed, kissing Kid once more.

From across the room, Basil Hawkins raised an emotionless eyebrow at the pair, his arms crossed and his back pressed against the door.

"Kid-dono, please do remember that Trafalgar is injured." He called out, making both men jump.

Law peered around Kid's large frame and his eyebrows shot up. "Hawkins-ya, you remember us from back then as well?"

Hawkins gave a nod and pulled out a pack of cards from his back pocket, absent-mindedly begining to shuffle them. "I remember all of my past lives. For example, three lives ago we all were pirate captains. You two were enemies at the time, so I wouldn't expect you to remember anything."

Both Kid and Law were staring blankly at the blonde man and Hawkins akwardly coughed into his hand. "Never mind."

Kid shook his head and snarled, looking back down at the bruises and bandages covering Law's torso.

"I'm gonna fucking kill that flamingo bastard!" He snarled. "Two lifetimes he's been defiling you, Trafalgar, and I'm gonna fucking kill him!"

Law was about to protest when Hawkins spoke up once again.

"I'm afraid I cannot allow that, Kid-dono." The champaign blonde man stated firmly. "I may have been your servant previously, but in this life I am your parole officer. I am under strict orders to arrest you if you ever become violent."

Kid could do nothing but snarl at the man.

-×-×-×-

Jewelry Bonney stood with one ear pressed against her roommate's door, listening intently at the conversation going on behind it.

The pink haired woman had woken up to Bepo's furious barking a few hours earlier as Killer tried to wrestle the large white dog down the stairs and away from Law's room.

The barking only stopped when Chopper- who had briefly gone out to the drug store for some pain killers- said he would take the poor dog to the park.

Both Killer and Bonney agreed immediately and off the two went, leaving Killer to inform the object of his affections of Basil Hawkins's arrival.

After a few hours of nothing coming from the room above, both Killer and Bonney jumped in shock at the sudden scream that came from Law's room.

Dashing up the stairs, Bonney tried to push the door open, but it was being blocked by something that kept pushing it back closed.

The pink haired woman only calmed when she heard the sounds of conversation leek from behind the door, thus leading us to the present.

"What are they saying?" Killer whispered from behind her.

Bonney scowled. "I don't know... They're not speaking in english."

She had seen enough black and white samurai movies to realize that the three behind the door were speaking in Japanese, but it sounded far older than what she was used to.

"I think they're speaking Japanese..."

Killer scoffed. "Kid can barely speak English, there's no way he's speaking Japanese."

Bonney scowled and pushed his head against the door, his face barely an inch away from hers. "Then what the hell does that sound like, huh?"

Ignoring the red coloring flooding into his face at their proximity, Killer listened closely to what was being said on the other side of the door. He had to admit, it did sound like some sort of Asian language the three were speaking. Was Bonney right? Were they actually having a private conversation in a different language-!

The blonde man's thoughts were cut off as the door swung open, and he and Bonney were sent sprawling onto the floor of Trafalgar Law's room.

"Bonney-ya- Bonney, what are you doing?" The afformentioned male questioned.

Jewlery Bonney glanced up and her eyes widened at the sight of Law cradled protectively in Kid's arms. She squealed, completely forgetting hearing them speak in Japanese, and launched herself at the pair, wrapping her arms around the necks of both men.

Law let out a shout of pain and immediately the pinkette backed off as worry filled the eyes of Kid.

"Fuck, sorry!" The pinkette exclaimed as Killer rested a hand on her shoulder and pulled her back a bit.

Law groaned, rubbing at the bandages surrounding his neck and ribs. "Ugh, when is Tony-ya getting back with those pain killers?"

"He actually dropped them off before taking the dog out." Killer piped up. "I'll get them. He made it very clear that you were not to get u-"

The swerving of tires outside cut the blonde off, followed by a loud thud and a shout before the sounds of tires screached to life once more and faded off into the distance.

Law was running out if the room before anyone had time to react.

Someone had gotten hit by a car. It could have been chopper, it could have been Bepo, hell, even if it was a total stranger he would help them. It was all so sudden that he didnt have time to think. He was a doctor after all.

Kid was running after him, screaming at him to get back to bed, but Law didn't listen.

Throwing open his front door, Law managed to run out to the familiar body lying in the street before his legs gave out beneath him and he collapsed.

Kid was beside him in a second, Bonney not far behind him.

"Roronoa-ya!" Law called out, shaking the familiar boy's shoulder. "Mister Zoro, wake the hell up!"

There was blood spilling from a cut over the hit-and-run victim's right eye, but no other injury that Kid could see, so it didn't surprise him when the tough looking teenager groaned and began sitting up.

Law scowled and what he did next shocked everyone except for Bonney, the young woman knowing how fussy the doctor was over his patients.

With one swift movement Law pulled the green haired boy's shirt up over his head and let out a growl.

"Your stitches are irritated and a few of them seem close to coming undone. Damn it Roronoa, I didn't spend over nine hours piecing you back together just so you could go and tear yourself in half again!"

Zoro's uninjured eye widened in surprise. "You're the doc that fixed me up?"

"Yes, I am. Now get inside so I can do it again." Law's scowl deepened as he pressed the boy's shirt over his bleedng eye and instructed Kid to keep pressure on the wound.

Bonney and Killer helped hawl Law to his feet and keep the trembling doctor upright as Kid guided the injured teen into the apartment.