A/N:

Hello again, welcome to second installment.

First off, thank you TONS for all the wonderful feedback! Alerts, faves and, especially those who reviewed; thanks for it all! My little experiment has been warmly taken and I am glad so many seems to like the story so far :) Let's hope it stays so xD ahaha.

To the readers of Wrong Number, I want to you to know I'm not neglecting the story to do this. I've just decided to let the inspiration take me down its paths. Updates will without a doubt be slow, but that's for both stories; this and WN the same. I've reached a tough spot in life and I am taking time to sort it out. However, both stories will be completed, I swear you that. No matter how long it takes :)

Please note: Date and year is, as usual, at the top, so it shouldn't be too hard to keep up with. I even added parantheses with past and present to make it easier, so yeah x3 there you go...

Again: I want to stress that, despite how Kid is the main protagonist, there will be quite a bit of Laws POV in almost every chapter. That is, again, because of how this being told in omniscient narrator, plus it helps giving and understandment of what goes through his head as well. (Just take it as a treat, lol x3)

Warnings: Language (Teenagers, what can I say?) and possibly some OOC, though I hope not. Yet it's still AU, so a bit OOC is very much hard to avoid. Explicit sexual content and under-age sexual interactions. (If 16 is underage. Mostly here for safety.) Also grammatical mistakes and misspellings might occur. I've not yet found a beta.

Disclaimer: Wish I did, but I own nothing.

Without further ado; Please enjoy :D !

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Chapter two.

September 18th. 2012 (Present.)

The liquid poured easily from flask to glass and as it filled, the bottle was in the end left empty. Empty and hollow; devoid of substance; devoid of anything - now it was just an empty bottle. A nothing. There was a soft cling from where glass met the polished surface of the granite worktop, as he placed the bottle aside. The sound was, however, drowned out by the rythmic beating from the bass blasting from the speakers, accompanied by dull piano play and a female voice. Techno was so not his thing, that was for sure.

It was always so obnoxious loud in the bar he worked at, if not from the music, then from the drunken costumers, teens and adults alike, embarrassing themselves among each other. It wasn't that Eustass was not young himself, that he could not relate - he was only 26 after all. Honestly, he should rather be out there, have some serious fun and try and forget everything else. But alcohol wasn't the solution to his problem, however. He was rather sure it would only worsen it, actually. There was another soft cling, this time from glass touching glass, as he accidently clanked a now filled drink against the empty bottle. Even as soft as the sound was, it was still enough to cause a jimble of echo to course through him, richocheting against the hollow walls of his soul - the music from the speakers no longer enough to drown it out; this emptiness within him. He found himself staring, his gaze lingering on the bottle for a second time and he came to see the resemblance of this flask and himself.

Eustass knew how pathetic he was behaving in his melancholy, yet there was absolutely nothing he could do preventing it; it was how he felt. Every year, at the start of this cycle, he tried to cut off every shred of emotion. Even when it left him as empty and void of life as a zombie - like this bottle - it was all he could do not to lose himself. If he allowed himself to feel, it would only weigh him down and cause a depression, which in the end would swallow him up completely. Not that he wasn't depressed already. Seriously. He knew it was how the outer world saw him this time of the year, because it was always the same. The people around him - not the strangers, because he didn't care shit about them - but the people close to him, those he considered family... They went out of their way not to treat him any different, despite how Kid knew they wished to; wished they could do something; anything. A few of them - he knew - found him piteous, and well, he was piteous, so he could hardly blame them.

Someone came up and demanded his attention, even went so far as to wave a hand in front of him when he stalled in reacting; amber orbs sullenly starring at that bottle still. If Kid had had the surplus, that cocky attitude - even from a costumer - would have ticked him off tremendously and he would probably had ended up pushing the bottle down the mans throat. Yet as luck seemed to be on the costumers side, Eustass was far too mentally exhausted to even care and he took the order without further preamble. Once the man had gotten his drink - and scurried off - Kid picked up the empty bottle, this time scowling at it. It was empty, so it was nothing but trash now - recycling trash, but still trash. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he dropped the flask in the trashbin without as much as a second glance, it was better this way. He should concentrate on his shift, rather than allow himself to wander off in thoughts he was better left without. Yet as time passed and Eustass hardly even interacted with anyone, other than the occassional costumer - whom soon realised he wasn't up for any chatting - the time came for him to pack his things and wander home.

Kid knew he should consider himself lucky that he was able to keep this job, despite his lack of true spirit, or enthuiasm. The need for money aside, Eustass actually only went to work because he needed something to busy himself with. He needed something to help him forget, to keep himself moving on. Had his boss been anyone else than his former brother in law, Kid would probably had been kicked out a long time ago. Yet Shanks also knew Kids true need for this job was other than the cash involved. Not that it did much to distract him, but it was better than nothing.

After putting his jacket on and grabbing his bag from the staff room, Eustass simply waved off-handely to his fellow co-workers when they wished him a good night. They meant well, but a good night was as far from what he would get as it could come. Normally he would work for as long as he could, all through the night if possibly, but today his shift had ended rather early. Mostly because of his other part-time job, starting early the next day. So it was only a little past 11 PM when he arrived at home, carefully twisting the key in the lock, as he wasn't sure whether the kids were up or not; there was light in the kitchen, but sometimes, Erin would forget to turn them off before she went to bed. As soon as he stepped inside, Kid knew that wasn't the case this time, though, when he was suddenly knocked backwards by two bundles of energy.

"Uncle Kid!" The boys yelled in chorus, completely synched as was the want of identical twins. Despite himself, Kid couldn't help but crack a smile. It didn't matter how foul a mood he was in, his two, 6 year old nephews always managed to lighten up the dark void that was his life. Each of them were hugging each of his legs and Kid had to twist a bit to properly close the front door behind himself, closing out the chill of the night all the same.

"Shouldn't you be in bed?" Was all he could ask, lifting a shaved brow as he did so, but both boys just snickered, shaking their heads.

"Dun wanna!" They screeched, though more in playfulness than in protest. Just as Kid was about to ask where their mother - his older sister, Erin - was at, a heavy sigh came from the entrance to the kitchen and Kid lifted his head to see her standing there, arms crossed and expression a bit exasperated.

"It's the same everytime they know you'll be home early. You shouldn't be surprised," Despite how tired she sounded - and looked - Erin was stil sporting a small smile on her lips. Kid merely frowned, not that it wasn't nice how much the kids adored him, but he couldn't help but feel that it wasn't fair. It had been a little over a year now, since Erin and the kids came to live with him. Mostly because she had refused to stay in their old house after she and her - now ex - husband had decided to get a divorce. But despite that it was all done and over with, Erin had yet to find them a new home - her only excuse being how the boys had grown on Kid; that they'd be heartbroken if seperated from him. Bullshit. It wasn't him the boys needed for a father figure, since their own father was perfectly cut for that role as it was. Yet they hardly ever saw their father anymore, even though he still lived in the same city, same district even. And that's what wasn't fair; it wasn't fair that Erin projected her own dislike for the man she had once loved, over to their children and thereby kept them from their own father. Kid had tried to talk with her on this subject many times, but did she ever listen? Of course not. Stubbornity was a Esutass family trait, apparantly. Not that it made him feel any better about the situation that put him in, especially not considering he worked for the man Erin had been married to for over 8 years; Leroux Shanks.

Kid decided not to answer her and simply snatched each boy - gently of course - by their necks and guided them towards the stairs. "I am home now, so it's bedtime," He pushed them along, ignoring their whiny protests and Erins half-concealed laughter. After some sulking, they both conceded and finally made their way to their joint bedroom; which was drastically getting too small to accommodate the three of them, yet it was all Kid could offer. Another reason for Eustass to have a talk with his sister, about her finally finding them another place to live at, where mother and children could have their own rooms. Kids house just wasn't build for a family and it was not like he would ever get one himself, at this rate. Not that he wanted to, but still.

"You should get to bed, too, Erin," He said without turning her way and merely went to shrug out of his jacket, placing it on the hanger on the wall adjacent to the front door. His sister knew better than anyone, what fragile mood he was in this time of the year and didn't complain. She did, however, sigh and reach out with her hand to ruffle his hair, as she passed him. "Don't stay up too late either, Kid," Was her only response, before she started up the stairs to join her children.

"Yeah, yeah," When she was finally out of sight, Kid sighed and made his way to the kitchen, immediately starting on a batch of coffee. She could say whatever she wanted, but this was his house and she wasn't his mother. He stood in silence as the machine worked and the scent of the dark drink filled the room. There was no way Kid was going to bed yet, or anytime soon. When the coffee was finished, Kid snatched a mug from the cupboard and filled it, before he made his way to the small livingroom compartment and sat down in the only couch he had. He held the ceramic cup between his palms and felt its warmth spread to his hands, it was hot enough to burn the skin, yet he couldn't find it in himself to care.

Roughly nine days had passed since the official start of this cycle he was currently trapped within. It had been days - or rather nights - filled with the same dreams, evolving around past memories from his teenage life. Yet it was this day today, the 18th of September, that marked the date of when everything had truly changed back then. There was no possible way he could have known, but if Kid'd had even the slightest premonition that it'd come to this in the future, he would never had done as he did. That goes without saying, because who would trap themselves in such a predicament on purpose? Such heart-break, and all because of another teenager of same age and same gender. Not that Trafalgar Law had ever been just any other teenage boy. He had been the only one who had ever managed to truly capture Kids interest and steal his heart... only to crush it with cruel intents some while after. Eustass tightened his fingers around the mug and tilted it as he brought it to his lips, downing the contents in one gulp. The liquid burned all the way down, as it had not had time to cool off. Yet it was a burn that was welcomed.

Tonight - when he no longer had any choice and had to go to sleep - it would hardly be any different from any other night since September the 9th. Yet, whereas his dreams this past week had been about the following seperation from Law - result of their first real night together - this nights dream would differ from those, in the aspects of further stupid actions. If he had just known beforehand... Kid grit his teeth and discarded the mug on the small coffee table before him, only to cover his face with his now free hands. There was nothing he could do and as much as he despised himself for being absolutely helpless against it, these memories - he knew - were ones he in any other case would have treasured. If just Law had still been around... If he hadn't... Kid clamped his fingers down around his face, feeling the dull pain from where his nails dug into the soft skin. He was trembling a bit, a wave of slight causing him to shudder and he felt disgusted by his own weakness.

It was just the beginning still, there was yet so much more to come. He had tried it so many times, year after year for the past ten years; it was always the same. And every single time, he wondered if it would ever stop; when would he start to move on? Move past it and find himself again?

Somewhere, Eustass was afraid that day would never come.

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September 18th. 2002. (Past).

Nine days.

Nine fucking days!

The gravel crunched beneath the heavy, black boots of the fiery haired young man, currently stomping on his path towards desired destination. The bubble shaped, black-tiled roof of the massive building came into view first, followed by the hideous green painted brick walls. The design was awful - looking upon it you'd think the architect must've been on something drug related - but only from the outsite, as the interior furfilled its purposes as well as anything else; yet stylish it was not. The gymnasium was huge, meant for a many great students to practice various activities all at the same time. The most expansive room had spectator spaces, a great row of benches alongside the long ends of the gym for when the school assembled for games or informational gatherings; there even was a small dojo located behind, adjacent to the smallest gym hall.

Where Kid was going, though, was none of those places. Every step he took - even as he entered the bulding and ventured its corridors - were heavily betraying his mood, which could only be described as furious. He had had enough, it was as simple as that. A string of profanities slipped from beneath his breath and sped up, until he finally came to halt in front of a white-washed, wide door; entrance to the boys locker rooms in this half of the building - the teatrical half, as well as meant for gymnastic arts. Kid wasn't one for gymnastics, nor teater, but he rather enjoyed athletic sports and ball-play; every physical activity that didn't include choreographic excercises and manuscripts, really. And wasn't it the deprivation of one of his favorite activities that had led him here? Yes, yes it was.

The red-head had always believed, that Trafalgar Law provoking him, taunting him just for the fun of it; trying to get a rise out of Kid - which also always succeeded - was as annoying as it could become. How fucking wrong he had been. Having Law ignoring him like the pest was the epitome of worse than bad, and definitely way more annoying. It pissed Kid off for more reasons than one. Especially because he wasn't supposed to feel this way, he wasn't supposed to care. But he did care, he fucking cared alright! More than once, Kid would convince himself it was only because of his poor libido, being crushed so fulesome under Laws continuously neglecting of it. Mind you, Law wasn't the only fish in the pond of Sabaody High School, but he was the only fish Kid wanted. He wasn't even going to try answering any of the fucking questions as to why, he just knew it was so, and it pissed him off - it pissed him off to no end. Yet there wasn't much he could do about it, fighting was a lost cause; Kid was inconceivable stubborn to the extreme, but just 9 days and he was already losing his mind. He knew his behavior had been beyond shameful, that he shouldn't have been so selfish, but hey! Did he truly deserve such cold attitude? Even when Law couldn't avoid him - during various classes and meal times - he still did. He acted as if Kid didn't exist. Pah! Come on, how immature was he? Kid had finally had enough and now he was going to end it.

So there was his reason - and Kid believed it was a pretty damn good reason - for doing as he next did. The furiousity he felt blooming inside was mirrored to near perfection in his actions; the poor boys inside didn't even have a chance to gasp before the door to the locker room was kicked in and Kid entered, a scowl set upon his face as he scanned the available areas. From the sound of it, there was a cluster of boys already in the showers, but Kid found what he seeked before it even came to barging in and leaving wet as a dog. Trafalgar stood offside in one of the corners, his small circle of friends close by - or those of them who practiced theatrics as well - his expression no less incredulous. Kid wasted no time making his way over, but even before that, it seemed to dawn on Laws face what was going on - his genius mind calculating the situation as it only could be interpreted. Kid knew instantly when Law became very aware of why he was there. Which was probably why the raven-head managed to dogde the first attack; though Kid wasn't trying to harm him, merely get a hold of him, so he could drag him somewhere private. Yet if Law continued this way, then there would be no privacy and Kid would just confront him surrounded by curious onlookers. That wasn't something the red-head wanted - and he doubted Law would either, if he knew what Kid had planned - so it was with great satisfaction, that he got a hold of a slim wrist - and at once every following struggle was futile. Laws only option was to keep up - for as not to keel over - as Kid practically hauled him along behind him.

Eustass didn't stop until they had reached the, now deserted, corner of the massive training hall, beneath the spectator benches. Only then did he allow Law to break free from his grasp - a venomous glare on the boys face. And only then did Kid realise Laws state of dress. No surprise that the raven head was scowling at him with murder in his eyes, Kid had dragged him from the dressing rooms without noticing his lack of clothing; all he wore was a pair of washed off jeans, leaving him bare footed and bare chested. And damn if that amount of naked skin didn't bring up memories of their last encounter. An encounter that had ended rather foul, with Law looking much like he did now; completely and utterly pissed. It made Kid cower for just a split second, until he recovered, remembering his objective once anew. The anger from before rose again, though it was a slow build up this time, now that he had some means to fucking solve it once and for all; If Law cooperated, that was. Frankly, it didn't seem like the ebony haired boy planned to, as his offended attitude clearly indicated.

"What the fuck is this, Eustass?! I was in the middle of changing, if you didn't notice!" The words were hissed and Laws arms crossed over his chest, the defiant position going very well with his expression, the frown edged deep between dark brows. Yet it was those eyes, full of question and loathe that had Kids barrel flood over. That Law even dared to look at him this way took some serious guts, something Kid actually admired, but now was truly not the time for such admiration. Yet, however much that flippant attitude pissed him off, it still attracted him to Law even more so. Man he was feisty, and Kid felt himself wanting to reach out and touch, if just to wipe off every trace of disobedience; one way or the other.

"This," Kid started, punctuating the word for good measure. ",-is what fucking happens when you go treat me like an old dishcloth. You think I am just something to trow away when satisfied?" Kid wasn't sure what of it - at least not yet - he had said that made Laws hackles rise so bad he actually bared his teeth, just like a pissed off dog. And Kid was actually startled when Law came at him - though he raised no hand, Kid still felt violated from that stare alone.

"Satisfied?!" Law bellowed - actually bellowed - and Kid was beginning to wonder if that wouldn't attract people at some point; they may be secluded, but school had just ended not so long ago, there was prone to be people around, even in the gym halls. Law was obviously oblivious to such facts - or he didn't care - and simply continued where he had left off, trowing his hands up in the air; very much offended.

"How full of yourself can one be?!" Kids only response was a snort, but he tried to hold back, to not lash out yet and so he simply grit his teeth. It wasn't an easy task, the red-heads temper was equal to none, but Law was actually able to mum him, where everyone else failed. "If you had satisfied me I wouldn't have trown you away! Not that I fucking did!" Law was still yelling, though he then settled for loud hissing before Kid could tell him to keep it down, lest he wanted to be discovered. "All I've done is ignoring you! Nothing else, bastard!"

"Yeah and why the fuck is that?!" Kid was finally shaken out of it and retaliated at once, taking a step forward to invade Laws space, just as the raven-head did to him. Law didn't even flinch, he stood his ground and met Kids anger head on with his own.

"Because you are a selfish asshole with no regards for anyone but yourself!" Now, that was taking it a bit far, Kid honestly didn't think it had been that bad. But if you asked whether he felt guilty now or not, he had to say yes. Not that it made it the least fair; Law guilt-tripping him wasn't fair, and the hell if that would make Kid apologize! But an apology wasn't what Law wanted either. Kid knew the bigger problem here was Laws pride. A pride that was probably more wounded than anything Kid had carelessly done to him that night, nine days ago. Law had been the one who had initiated this; nothing would have happened between them if Law hadn't started it - he had made them happen. Something he had done without gaining anything from in the end; according to Law, that was obviously how he felt about it. But that was the gist of it; this wasn't the end, not if Kid had any saying in the matter. Unfurtunately, Kids own pride was as foolish and prominent as the smaller boys, and it was pretty wounded now, too, after Laws abusive words.

"I want you to leave me the fuck alone," Law then added, voice no less harsh, as he stepped to the side, having to pass Kid to make his way out, to escape. However, it was a shame to say he got very far. Law had little reaction time - and certainly no time to prepare himself for what came - before Kid had him by his shoulders and slammed him up against the wall behind them.

"No, you fucking listen!" Kid almost spat, truly so fed up with it all; it simply had to stop, and now. Initially there was shock on Laws face, probably mostly from the impact and he visibly winced a bit, too - but it was quickly masked over; Law was stubborn, if nothing else. However, it was Kid who bared his teeth now, intending to give Law a piece of his mind.

"August 26th," Kid started, but Law was already wriggling in his grasp, forcing him to grap both his wrists and he did so with one hand, so he could use the other to force Laws chin up as well, wanting eye-contact. ",-you cornered me in the basketball field and challenged me into a two-on-two, spewing crap about wanting to prove, that in regardless of muscle, even you could best me in any sport. Basketball, tennis, football, track-running... Of course you had ulterior motives," Law had been pretty still for the first part of Kids tale; a tale that was nontheless the truth and one Law was pretty acquainted with. But as the motives came into mention, Law was once again trying to break free, his mask slowly cracking.

"Will you shut up? This has nothing to,-" Kid silenced him with the only means he had, not liking the tone in his voice, nor the obvious panic; there was no need for Law to panic yet. He meshed their lips together, quick and raw, and swallowed the ensuing gasp from Law, breaking only when he was sure the raven-head was silenced. Only then did Kid continue, the blush blossoming on Laws cheeks not going unnoticed.

"I don't know how or why, but you bested me in everything. You're agile, fast and definitely stronger than you look... I thought the humiliation was the end to it, but clearly you wanted more than just humiliating me," Kid sneered a bit, but it was only because Law tried to avert his gaze again; he obviously didn't like where this was going, but Kid was far from finished. It was something he had since long come to terms with himself, but if Law needed to be reminded, then he would fucking remind him!

"So we made a bet on the last competition," Laws eyes closed and Kid had to clench his jaw to make them snap open again. Laws glare was furious, but this time it had no effect on Kid whatsoever; he knew he had the upperhand now. "If I won, I could ask whatever, you would even do my homework for a month... but if you won," Laws glare wavered a bit and Kid was certain he detected a bit anxiety, but Law was obviously trying hard to keep up the facade; feighing ignorance - albeit, Laws still furious blush didn't really help his case, it rather betrayed him.

Speaking of what happened those weeks ago... Before any of this started, before Kid had even begun noticing Law, really noticing him, and as other than a fellow student, a callous fucker full of himself; it made him recall everything with clear insight, down to last fucking emotion. It was slowly riling him up and along with the current position he had Law in - the boy unable to do much in the death grip Kid had him in - made the want rise, too. The want Law had ignited in him, the lust he had provoked. Fuck. It was all Laws fault it had come to this in the first place. Those words he had spoken back then, the prize he wanted...

"You remember, don't you?" Of course Law remembered, Kid could see it all in his face; another piece of the mask cracking. "You said you wanted to make me yours,"

In all honesty, Kid had only lost that last competion because of those words; not because they made him want to lose, he had just been so fatally distracted and he was pretty sure - at least now - that it had been Laws tactic from the beginning. Why else would Kid have lost? Their last contest had been wrestling; when it came to hand-to-hand combat, Law stood no chance against him, they both knew that. Yet all Kid had been able to think about was those words, and Laws hands upon him. It might make one think of why he had then agreed upon those terms in the first place? Well, problem was he had already agreed before Law had voiced his wants; simply because he was a fool, too confident and pride too wounded from previous losses. He had been so sure he wouldn't lose and having Law do his homework for a month... well, that deal was pretty appealing. But he had lost - and whereas he didn't really regret it now, it was still slightly humiliating to admit; He wanted Law too. So it hurt. That Law had been ignoring him for over a week now, really hurt.

"What has changed?" Kid asked, voice kinder now, and he even slackened his grip on Laws chin, allowing the boy to lower his head and turn it away. Law wasn't very forthcoming with any reply, but Kid hadn't expected much either, he just really wished he had any idea what was going through Laws head at the moment. It couldn't just be because Kid had been so selfish, nor the pain he had caused; it may play a part, but Law just wasn't the type to back off just because of something like that. Unless Kid really had miscalculated him, but he seriously doubted so. Law was many things, but he had never stricken him as a coward; why else would he had come to Kid with such determination? With such vigor that it had left Kid helpless; a feat no one else ever had accomplished, and no one else ever would, he was sure. However, the red-head knew he couldn't make Law speak, unless the raven-head wanted to and whereas patience wasn't really his strongest side, he tried his best. Law did speak suddenly, though, his head rising and their eyes met again. What he said wasn't the answer Kid wanted, nor had expected, and it only made the previous debated anger rise to full flare once again; Law was clearly spiting him.

"You want to get laid so bad? That you come here and haul me off... Well, Eustass, your efforts are remarkable, but the answer is clearly n-,"

"Fuck you!" Kid spat before Law could even finish, but instead of tightening the grip he had on Law, he completely released him - only to kick out his legs and knock him down on the floor a moment later. Kid was straddling him before he could protest, pinning him to the floor and when Law finally came around, it was far too late. "Just fuck you," Kid spoke again, a growl in his voice and he silenced Law for the second time - though he'd had no time to speak - with another bruising kiss. Law really agitated him, drove him mad with anger. Yet also lust. It was such a dangerous, but very potent mix. Kid wanted to hurt him and devour him at the same time; wanted to crawl beneath his skin, inside of him and break down the defences from within. Sex, yeah. Of course he wanted to get laid - after that first time it had been impossibly hard to forget how blissful Law had felt around his cock. But it wasn't just about getting laid, it was about whom he wanted to lay with. If Law was too stubborn to see that, then Kid saw no other option than to make him understand, with the only means he knew of; even though it might be bordering on sexual assault. Kid would show him, however, that side of him Law claimed he did not have.

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Whether Trafalgar truly comprehended or not, it was clear he understood what was about to happen. As was it clear, it was not such turns of events he had seen coming, nor predicted; but where Eustass came into the picture, nothing was truly predictable - he should have known. Regardless of his efforts, it just wasn't possible to get Kid off of him, the red-head was too strong, especially so when there was something he wanted. And Kid had decided he wanted to prove something to Law, yet the only option he was left with was force. Law hated when he was left useless, unable to fight off whatever came at him. Kid was no exception, why did the brute have to be so fucking strong, anyway?

Law was helpless and beyond pissed, though whether it was truly Kid his anger was directed at, and not himself, he couldn't answer honestly. Because he felt that he had sort of dug this grave himself. And now he was falling into it.

His lips felt swollen when Eustass finally pulled away, allowing him to take in much needed breaths of air; or gulps of air was more right. Law wasn't allowed much recovering time, however, before he felt those thin lips now on his neck, teeth scraping over the soft skin there. It sent shivers up and down his spine and he gasped, trying anew to break free, but that was, of course, not possible. His hands were trapped and so where his legs - when Eustass tangled them with his own as he bend down - covering him in full. Fuck this. Was it even really happening? Was he going to get raped? And by Eustass Kid? And for what?

Laws brain was working on adrenaline only, panic seeping through his veins as much as he would hate admitting it. All in all, it was seriously hard to think, and with his body betraying him, reacting to the heat Kid emanated, there was little he could do to stop the lust from spreading through him. Law knew Kids body so well, knew it in ways he wished he didn't; knew what pleasure he could gain from such close proximity - from Kids hands, his mouth... Not that the red-head had ever gone so far as to use his mouth for anything else teasing and biting. Always ever had their little arrangement been more to Kids favor than to Laws, really. Mostly because how hard it had been coaxing Kid into what he wanted in the first place; ugh if the brute hadn't been a real pain about something as simple as a kiss! Their first kiss... Which had been awful too, Law had to admit. Yet since then, Kid had improved - proven to be a fast learner - and now he took Laws breath away. Something he, in this particular situation, absolutely loathed him for. Law didn't want this. He didn't want to be reminded of their little bet, or of what he had said. He knew nothing of this would have happened in the first place, if he had just kept everything to himself.

His stupid attraction to Eustass Kid had, unfurtunately, started quite a while back. Around the time where Law had realised himself, that he was more into boys than girls. Or men, actually, since so far non of his other school mates had ever drawn his eye; no one but some of the younger male teachers, that was. It didn't help the case that he had been fourteen, juvenile and with awakening hormones; and to top it off, this highschool was for boys only. Yet, of course they had a few and quite young female teachers as well, which Law knew some of the other students were quite infatuated with. It was, however, Eustass Kid whom eventually caught his eye and from that moment, Law had been unable to do much, but try and resist. After turning 16, though, and having to sit by and watch Eustass go through his growth spurt - as he himself did, yet never in the same extent - the resisting part had become harder and harder. Not only did Eustass look older than his age, he was also positively sexy with his musculature and bloodred hair. Why Law couldn't resist red-heads, he knew not. It just did it for him. Completely. As Eustass had.

It was around the same time he had come up with his - not so - brilliant plan, as it had turned out to be. Then again, the euphoria it was to simply having beaten Kid in subjects he before had always been incomparable in - namely sports - was just bittersweet victory and definitely worth it. That Law had never expected to actually win, was another side of the medallion; one he had, by all means, always brushed off as calculated brilliance on his side. Yet the cold truth was, that it had probably shocked him as much as it had shocked Eustass. (And everyone else who had been there to witness it). There was not another single soul - besides their closests friends - whom knew about their little arrangement, though. Law knew he had to praise the gods that his tactic had worked, yet now... Everything had worked out better than planned; what Law had neglected to add in his calculating, though, was not only Kids unusual submission to the idea, going along with it against all expectations; it was the truth behind his own emotions that he had carelessly neglected to include. That he could oversee something so vital... But to his defense, he had never thought it possible. Mind you, it wasn't love. Damn hell it wasn't! Yet, what he felt for Kid was no longer just lust, nor mere attraction. He actually wanted to get to know him and, honestly - despite their not so satisfying first time - that hadn't really changed. As pitiful as it was, considering how he - at the moment - was currently pinned down by the same boy, whom had been so hard to ignore for the past 9 days, despite his efforts.

Kids mouth brushed over his again, soft lips lingering for a spell and though it was short lived, it was so tender Law forgot how to breathe. It was in that moment that he lost himself to Kid; to whatever he had planned and no longer could he struggle either. Want and need consumed him, and as if Kid knew, the red-heads grip on him losened, allowing Law to free his wrists. Instead of waking up from his current lust-induced haze, Law only fell deeper and used his arms to wrap around Kids shoulders, to drag him closer and not push him away, as would have been the logical decision. Their legs were still tangled rather clumsily, but Law managed to find some leverage to push himself up and arching off the floor, rubbing himself against Kid every place possible. It drew a growl-like sound from the larger boy and Laws arousal only spiked. The small, remaining part of his rational mind was chastising him and reminding him of how he would probably regret this later. Yet as it was now, Law could not find it in himself to care.

oOoOoOoOo

Laws sudden, feverent participation came as quite the surprise to Eustass, yet as soon as the realization hit him, he was beyond caring. All the better then. Kids hands traveled the expanse of Laws body, every place available to his touch was explored and quite thoroughly. Fingers rubbed over smooth skin and mapped every plane and crevice; though Law was quite skinny for a healthy 16 year old, it was not in a sick looking way. In some ways, Law reminded Kid of a girl that had yet to fully mature, but it was only the softness of his skin, slim waist-line and limber limbs that truly drew the relations. Law was defitinely male and wheras Kid would have been appalled about the idea, of doing anything even remotely sexual with a fellow student of the same gender, Law was the epitome of bending the rules. Law was different, plain and simple as that. He was attractive and seductive, and capable of waking emotions inside of Kid he had never given room to before. Lust, for instance, was just a small slice of the cake. The way he wanted Law equalled nothing, which was why Kid couldn't let it die either. Couldn't allow what they had had - as brief as it had been - to simply fade away. He was far from sure why that really was, but as long as it felt good, Eustass wouldn't just sit by and let it pass him.

He was quite satisfied with himself, once Law started to squirm beneath him - beneath his touch - as he drew lewd sounds and heated moans from the ebony haired male. It was becoming really hard to control his own want, with the way Law clung to him and Eustass had to remind himself over and over that he had an objective with this. No. He wasn't going to fuck Law - at least not here, not like this. That would be even more stupid and selfish than what he so far was accused of. Though he knew it must have crossed Laws mind at least once, when Kid had begun forcing himself upon him. Could be the same; Trafalgar was allowed to think and believe whatever he wanted, as long as there was room left for Kid to show him what he really wanted. Show Law that he did, in fact, care; though this was mayhap a strange and probably twisted way of doing so. Yet it was the only way in Kids mind to get the message across. And with Law now so responsive and aroused - a thing clearly felt when Law pushed himself against his thigh - the path towards his goal suddenly appeared very much within reach. It was with a great bit of reluctance that Eustass drew away, yet he did so to seperate himself a little from the temptation that Law was. He was not wasting time, though, and as soon as Laws limbs was untangled from his own, Eustass hands got to work.

There came a soft gasp, and a sort of questioning look from Law, the moment Kid had his only visible article of clothing - his pants - open. He started to pull the fabric down over slender hips and once the jeans were discarded to the floor, they were followed by a black pair of boxer briefs just moments later. Having Law completely naked and exposed beneath him, in full daylight, was a lot different from what Eustass had yet experienced with the ebony haired. Always had they ever sneaked off to hidden, usually dim-lit places, to grobe and fondle and kiss and touch. And their first time even, had been during the unexpected black out with just a single candle as their only light source. To say that Law looked a lot different naked, when Kid was actually able to see everything undisguised and without having to feel his way, well, that was a given. Didn't mean Law wasn't gorgeous as fuck, oh, he certainly was. As odd as it was to realise such, because it was sorta the first time he really noticed. Kid had to swallow around a lump slowly forming in his throat, yet his determination didn't waver even an ounce. He was dead set upon this and not even Laws obvious distress of being so exposed and laid out - as the only one - made him hesitate.

Laws chest was heaving with every breath he took, slow but shuddery, and Kid watched the movement for a moment, before reaching out. His tactic changed and, instead of forcing himself upon Law - since it was not really necessary any longer - it was with gentle hands that he slid closer, brushing his fingers over smooth thighs. Law was shivering more and more the closer he drew, yet that could very well be from feeling chill; the expansive gym hall wasn't as well heated as it probably should've been. If that was the case, Kid would make sure Law would forget everything about that soon enough; he would make him feel so hot and bothered, perspiration would gather on his skin ere Kid was done with him. Yet, he was in no rush any longer and Law was being pretty compliant, allowing Kid to guide him up against the wall - the both of them still seated on the floor - and he pressed their mouths together. Law wasn't responding at first and Kid slid his tounge out and over a lush bottom lip, already swollen from their previous kisses. It was slow and languid at first, Kid slowly coaxing the raven-head along with him and soon enough he felt hesitant hands brush over his shoulders, fingers eventually tangling in his hair. Suddenly it wasn't so sweet anymore, passion flowing feverently as they connected again; this time both on the same page, more or less.

Laws resistance wasn't completely gone, however, and once they broke for air, Kid felt the other boys palms press against his chest, having found their way down there somehow. It was cautious, not meant to push Kid away, merely to halt him for a bit and as he seeked Laws eyes, he found that the raven-head couldn't even look at him. It was no rejection, though, and Kid willed himself to be patient and wait.

"Wh.. what is this?" There was so much obvious confusion in Laws voice. The words were barely above a whisper, yet clearly heard as they were the only ones in the gym hall for the time being. Kid didn't know how to respond at first - at least not in words - so he cupped Laws face in his hands and lifted his hazy gaze to his own. His words were but a murmur when he finally spoke.

"Honestly? I'm not sure," Kid watched as Laws brows knit and formed a frown, but soon the ebony haired merely shook his head, a small smile gracing his lips.

"You're something entirely else, eh, Eustass-ya?" Kid couldn't help but crack a smile at that; neither was it left unnoticed that Law had returned to the old way of adressing him.

"You're the one who wanted me," His grin was still there, in fact it only grew when Law chuckled once, lowly, but also his smile widened.

"Yeah, I know," Law looked - for a moment there - like he wanted to add something else, but then changed his mind; then his eyes averted for a spell and he slowly breathed out, relenting.

"I guess I still do," Kids smile waned slightly, but the tightening emotion in his chest still stayed the same. It was what Kid had wanted to hear, though he'd actually expected it would have taken longer. But by all means, he wasn't complaining either; as long as they could go back to before; to whatever they had had, that was.

"So," Kid left the question unasked, feeling a tad akward for wanting it affirmed and Law cracked an eyebrow at him.

"So?" Kid heaved a sigh; apparantly there was no avoiding it. He indicated between them with his hand as he spoke.

"So, are we..?" Laws expression was a mask of indifference once again and entirely too hard to read. But by the raising hand and the fingers tangling in his fiery locks - Law using the grip to pull him in - and the lips covering his own, Kid concluded the answer could only be yes.

Guess he had won this one, after all.

When the kiss broke a short while after, both boys connected their eyes and said nothing for the next few minutes; until Law suddenly spoke.

"Any intention of continuing this, Eustass-ya? Else I am afraid, exposing me to this chill will be a waste sorely regretted later, I ensure you" His voice was nearly as emotionless as always, but Kid liked to see how the mischivious twinkle in his eyes were back. He couldn't find it in himself to refuse, nor did he feel like it. Besides, he owed Law a bit compensation and he hadn't changed his mind either, about showing him he wasn't completely selfish.

"Yeah. You better hang on tight,"

September 18th. 2012. (Present.)

Eustass sat up with a start and glanced around, disoriented. It was with a groan that he realised he had dozed off before ever having reached his bed. The television flimmered on the channel he had left it on, yet he hardly bothered to pay it much attention. Kid felt more exhausted than one should after just waking up and he had no fucking idea what time it was. His hands were clammy and brow wet with sweat; it was exactly like waking up from a nightmare, which it pretty much had been. He moved his legs out over the edge of the couch, touching them to the ground and felt the musculature in his back and neck ache a bit. Maybe laying down earlier, while watching TV, hadn't been the best idea. He had tried to avoid falling asleep, by watching some mindless, late-night TV-shows, but he guessed he just hadn't realised how tired he indeed had been.

Kid covered his face in his hands and tried not to think too much. Yet as usual, his mind was in sheer dissagreement with his dicision and Eustass had to supress a shudder when the recent memories from the dream resurfaced. Fuck. What he wouldn't give to be able to go back in time and change everything. No, maybe not everything. There was yet a few good memories in between, as drowned out they were by the rest, they were still there. Eustass had often thought about how that, very well, could be his reason for not loosing his sanity. (Though he a knew a few people who'd object to that.)

Eustass got up from the couch, albeit not without a bit difficulty; feeling groggy and tired as hell. He should really just go back to sleep, although in his own bed this time. He was pretty convinced the dreams would just pick up where he'd left them and for the first time in his life, Kid considered taking some of his sisters sleeping pills. They weren't just regular ones, but actually prevented dreams. His sister had a deeper, more psychotic problem than just being extremely emotionally unstable; on a brighter scale he was surprised how Shanks had been able to put of with her for so long. Yet that was going off subject. The pills... Taking them sounded like a sollution to his everlasting problem, if they just weren't so fucking addicting. And aside from that, Eustass was nothing if not stubborn; it was mayhap a living hell, but he'd be more than damned if he stopped fighting it. He was determined to end this, to overwin it and forget.

The TV was turned off by a simple click on the remote, leaving him standing in the dark as the screen had been the only source of light.

A/N: I don't know if it's wierd ending it there, but my head is finally empty. Well, where this chapter is concerned, lol.

Hey, how many of you thought Kid had a wife and kids when they were first mentioned? Just curious x3

As always; if any questions, don't hesitate to ask. And please review! You've no idea what it does for my motivation ;D *wink wink*

Hope you enjoyed!