Notes: I... Remember when I said that I was going to update this every weekend but ended up really stressed which led to really bad writers block? Yeah... I'm really sorry about that, but luckily I have gotten over that and here's another chapter and I will try my best to update more often!

Thank you so much for the great response so far!

The rain stated pouring right as Ace's apartment was in sight. The twenty-year-old curses and hold the dwarf cradled in his hands closer to his chest. He hopes it's still okay and that he'll make it to his apartment on time to give it first aid.

Ace takes the tiny, occasional squirms he feels as good signs even if they're weak. The black, fluffy tail tickles his palm with every squirm.

"It'll be okay." Ace murmurs. He isn't sure if it's for himself, for the dwarf, or for both of them.

The doorman at his apartment sees him and opens the door greets him, and Ace greets him back quickly before running off because as the elevator is conveniently open. The elevator doors close and he presses the button for the third floor with his elbow quick and carefully.

He looks into his hands and the dwarf is still bleeding, staining Ace's hands with blood. The little dwarf's face is contorted in pain, but one of its eyes open when it senses Ace looking at it.

"Hurts…" The dwarf whispers in a squeaky and pained voice.

Carefully, Ace bends one of his fingers and rubs it against the dwarf's soft, yet dirty, hair in a comforting gesture. The dwarf nuzzles into Ace's touch, but

"It'll feel better soon." He soothes as the elevator comes to a stop with a ding. A soft, mewl-like sound meets Ace's ears as he walks out of the elevator and down the hall to an apartment Ace has no choice but to shift the dwarf to one hand in order to knock on the door.

"Sorry!" Ace apologizes as the dwarf makes a louder, pained sound. "Shit! C'mon, open the door!"

He prays silently that his neighbor is home and is relieved when the door is opened.

Unfortunately it's his other neighbor, Eustass Kidd. The pale, redheaded goth male looks at Ace unimpressed, raising a hairless brow at the soaking wet Ace.

"What do you want Portgas?" Kidd says, looking annoyed like he usually does.

"Is Law home? I really need his help." Ace responds, talking quickly.

Kidd roles his eyes and turns his head. "Trafalgar, Portgas is here to leech off of you again."

"What a surprise." Trafalgar Law's voice cuts in dryly, the tall dark-skinned and tired looking man coming into view. "What is it you need my help for

He knows that this is going to cost him, but Ace holds out the tiny, injured dwarf to the doctor, his eyes pleading. "I really need your help."

Law looks down at the whimpering dwarf in Ace's palm and then back up at Ace's face. The twenty-four year old smirks and Ace automatically has a bad feeling about it.

"Bring him in." Law says, beckoning Ace in.

The freckled man follows, looking down at the tiny dwarf in his hands and assuring himself that whatever Law will make him do as payment will be worth it in the end.