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On the cold month of early January, Trafalgar Law stepped foot into Sacred Heart Hospital. It was Friday morning, second day of the New Year; most staff was just coming back from winter vacation trying to get back in tune with reality. Law however, was way ahead of the game compared to everyone else. Coming up to the nurses front desk with a warm cup of coffee in his hand, he greets them blankly as he picks up some former patient files to start off his day. He was one of the many great surgeons in this building, and although he was the most talented in his field, he was also the most intimidating. Not many of the staff ever talked to him, but they sure as hell respected him.

Law quietly looked over his files one by one; noticing his right hand man and good friend, Bepo standing right beside him. He was always a quiet guy, Bepo. He was almost like a ninja the way he snuck up on people with his presence being unnoticed. Law didn't mind it thought, in fact he was quite content with the little words Bepo ever said.

"Is that file for me?" Law asked as he continues to stare down at his sheet of papers.

"Oh, yes." Bepo replied. Handing over the new file and taking the rest of them in his hand so that Law could observe it better. "Kaya just gave this one to me as I walked in."

"Ms. Victoria Cindy, heart transplant." He read out loud as he closed the file and picked up his coffee from the counter. "Alright, let's get to work."

Next thing he knew, his face was kissed the cold hard floor.

He had no idea how it happened. All he knew was that no more than five second later, papers where soon scatters all across the floor with spilt coffee splattered everywhere.

Fresh coffee stains now decorated Law's white coat as he laid flat on the ground with a heavier weight laying over him. The staff along with a growing audience circled around the two bodies as they helplessly watched the pair struggle to stand up on their feet. Bepo offered a hand to Law, who without hesitation took it. Some of the other staff kindly picked up the scattered papers across the floor, putting them together as neat as possible as they set them on the counter.

Law was irritated as fuck. Wiping off the dust from his coat and jeans, he soon noticed stained coffee all over his outfit. And if that didn't piss him off, the pile of papers that where now permanently stuck together definitely did. What a fantastic way to start off a new year.

He quickly moved his attention back to floor where the carless teen remained.

Pulling him up from the collar of his shirt, Law looked directly into the said teens eyes with his own eyes burning with rage.

"You idiot, can't you see this is a hospital! Watch where you're going!"

While rubbing the back of his head and readjusting his yellow red beanie, the boy then took notice of the doctor holding onto him. He looked around and observed the large mess decorated all over the floor that was more than likely his own doing. Giving the doctor the most apologetic smile he could possibly muster up, he was soon yanked away freely, only by someone a lot worse.

"What the hell do you think you are doing? Stop acting like a child and let's go!" said the male who appeared almost identical as the young teen standing between them. Only difference came out to be his height as well as face that was covered in freckles. By Laws understanding, he must have been a relative to the troublesome teen. "Thank you for finding my little brother, doctor."

"I didn't." he made clear "He carelessly ran into me and spilled an entire cup of coffee all over my coat and floor. I opt to have security come and escort him out—"

"No, no, that won't be necessary, really." Ace awkwardly laughed.

"Oh it's very necessary."

"Look," Ace read the name tag on Laws coat. "Dr. Trafalgar, you see my brother Luffy here is a patient and the idiot was just trying to get away from his appointment. Happens all the time." Law looked at him un-amused, "security and nurses are already out searching for him, so you see, calling security won't be necessary."

"Oi, Ace! Let go of me!" Luffy whined as he struggles to free his arm from his brother's grip.

"That's enough Luffy! Just look at the mess you have already caused. Now I believe you owe Dr. Trafalgar an apology for all the crap you have made."

Luffy rolled his eyes at Ace as he turns back around to face Law, "I'm sorry for spilling your drink all over your coat and on the floor….Next time; you should really watch where you are standing." smiling at the end of his sentence as if everything were a complete joke.

"Excuse me?" Law looked like he was just about ready to strangle the boy.

"Oookay… Luffy that's enough." Ace pulled Luffy closer to him. Two nurses along with a large security guard came running in their direction, stopping when they caught up to where the commotion was taking place. The two nurses gently took Luffy by each arm, and begin to escort him away in the rightful direction that he needed to be. "I'm sorry about my brother Dr.; I'll make sure he buys you another drink next time."

Law watched as Ace chasing after the nurses that walked his brother in the direction of his appointment. Sighing in annoyance while rubbing the temples of his forehead, Law turned back around to collect his files that remained untouched on the counter. Conis, one of the sweet nurses that worked behind the counter, caringly asked the surgeon if he was okay, Law of course, ignored her concern and strode off in the direction of his office.

Later Bepo answered Conis with two thumbs up, indicating that everything was perfectly okay with Law as he followed after him.

Locking the door to his office, Law pulls off his ruined coat and shoves it into the small closet he kept behind his desk. He grabs a fresh clean one, but still curses out loud as he slides his hands between the sleeves. He is irritated with how bad his day is starting off and mentally remembers how Fridays where usually days where he stayed in till six pm. Fuck was it going to be a long day.

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Law finds himself in his usual spot during lunch seated beside Bepo as they both eat their meal in silence. Shachi, who works in the physical rehabilitation department, claimed his seat next the quit pair not to long after. He greets both the cardiologist with a warm hello before beginning to pick at various vegetables from his soup, making irritating noises with the back of his throat as he did so. Law found it completely annoying, and took hold of his risk that warned him to stop, however Shachi only smirked in response because he loved teasing Law.

The last to join the group was Penguin. He was an intern for the Oncology department and currently serving his last successful year. He had ran into the group during a meeting his first year, and although it was more suitable for him to hang around people more in his department, something about this odd gang pulled him closer to them. With Law, Shachi, and Bepo he actually felt like he belonged.

As usual they began to chat about random stuff going on in their department. Shachi always had a story to tell and most of the time it dragged on until the end of the day. It was true that his area did have more excitement than the other two, but what did you expect when you worked in physical therapy. Sometimes he bragged about sport celebrities that would often come in for a checkup or in his defense, would often come in to have the amazing physician work his magic on them. Shachi was a cocky son of a bitch but nevertheless he was still Laws best friend.

"Hey Law, how'd your coffee taste this morning?" Shachi asked with a serious expression that hid more mischief between his sealed lips. Bepo and Penguin began to chuckle between themselves as they slowly watched the look on Laws face grow from confusion to complete realization and anger.

"How the fuck do you know what happened?" Law commanded with gritted teeth.

Shachi pulls out his phone from his pocket and turns it over so that Law could view the Snapchat post took directly of him with the boy Luffy as well as coffee spilt all around them. He was lying on the floor with eyes shut tight, the boy was right on top of him in a very inappropriate position that he took no notice to before, and god did he look so un-cool. Scanning to see who was responsible for this post, his eyes locked onto Bepo's name that was printed right beside the photo. Of course it had to be this damn ninja, he'll definitely make sure to get him back for this next time.

Once all the teasing and laughing were all said and done, Shachi decided to change to subject onto a more serious matter. He slid his lunch tray to the side so that he could have more space to rest his elbow as he started to talk again.

"Law, you're coming over tonight to watch the hockey game with us, right?"

"No thanks," Law says without hesitation. "I have plans to stay home tonight and catch up on some paper work."

"Awe, c'mon Law, it'll be fun! We even bought beers." He throws in as if it would completely change Law's mind. It would have definitely worked on him, he figured why not give it a try. "Don't you want to spend a nice Friday night at my place with the guys?" Shachi was now pretending to make a pouty face.

"I don't like hockey." He says in irritation. "And besides, what ever happened to that one girl you where living with. What was her name again? Sasha?"

"Rebecca." Shachi corrects him with a frustrated tone "Her name was Rebecca and if you must know, we are no longer together."

"I didn't want to know, but thanks for clarifying that either way." Law was paying no attention to the daggering glare Shachi was sending to him. His eyes remains fixed on his phone as he, out of boredom, swiped through random screens. He continues to speak while his still remained glues to his phone, "Well not like it was going to last anyways. She acted too much like a spoiled princess anyways, so you saved yourself a lot of trouble there by letting her go."

"Well fuck you very much. Seriously man, you're so cold and heartless sometimes."

"I thought Rebecca dumped you?" Bepo asked, adding himself into the conversation.

"Bepo, shut up." Shachi spat, kicking him on ankle under the table.

Law grows annoyed with the pointless conversation. He doesn't know why they keep bothering to invite him, they should know perfectly well by now that he would never even show up.

Penguin, who everyone almost forgot was sitting at the table, started chuckling to himself. The group stared at him with a questioning look before finally letting everyone else in on what he found so amusing.

"You just called Law heartless…and well, he is after all a cardiologist, so dealing with dead hearts is pretty much his specialty." Still chuckling to himself.

"Geeze, it's no wonder you hardly have any friends then Law." Shachi tosses a rolled up ball from his straw at the surgeons finished lunch tray. "You're lucky we went to school together and let you be my friend."

"Oh, is that how it went?" Law questioned with a perked eyebrow. He leaded back against his seat with crossed arms as he stared at Shachi. "I seem to recall a time when a certain red head was getting bullied by some seniors because of his heterochromia and me beating the shit out of them for you."

The red head huffed as he looked away, "whatever, you're still is dick."

Everyone in the group began to laugh. They knew how easily sensitive Shachi would react to when the story did not make him look like a hero. However, that's what he gets for acting all high and mighty in the first place.

"Anyways as I was saying…Law I am asking you to please come over to my apartment tonight. It won't kill you if you showed up for just a little."

"No"

Shachi cover his hands over his face while shaking his head. He groaned in frustration. Locking his fingers back together, he took a calm breath before staring back at Law with a smile. "You wouldn't do that to a friend would ya? C'mon, please don't make me beg."

Rolling his eyes, "Fine, I'll be there. What time—fuck what the hell is she doing coming over here?"

As obvious as they could make themselves be, all three suddenly turned around to see who the person might be that Law was referring to. However, the lunch room was crowed like always, filled with doctors and nurses everywhere. It was impossible to find anyone in such a place. Scanning the room entirely, all six eyes suddenly landed on a familiar green haired doctor who was in fact making her way closer to their table.

Everyone truing back around quickly, pretending like they had absolutely no idea what was going on. They all kept their eyes on Law though, curious to see just how this conversation was going to go down.

"Hello boys." The doctor greets them with a smile.

"Hey, Monet." Everyone but Law replies.

She kept her hands inside the pocket of her coat, standing nice and tall like she meant business. She was a beautiful woman of power; many of the female staff envied her strong charisma.

"Penguin, when you are finished eating I need you to meet me in radiology with Dr. Virgo, room 224, got it. Oh and please bring the MRI results for patient Breed while you are on your way."

"Understood , I'll be there right away."

"Thank you, Penguin." Placing her hand over his shoulder with a sincere smile, "Gentlemen, if you would excuse me, I'll leave you to finish your lunch in peace."

She turned the corner of the table, walking confident as ever in her black high heels as she exited the cafeteria.

Bepo and Shachi let out a breath of air that they didn't notice they were holding.

"Well that went well." Bepo says, asking no one in particular.

"Awkward would be more like it." Shachi interjects "No lie though, I was seriously holding in my breath the entire time. Seriously Penguin, how do you do it? Interning for Monet, isn't it strange? Does she ever mention to you why she walked out on Law? Was it because of some other guy?" he kept going on.

"Shachi if you don't shut the fuck up right now, I will seriously perform heart surgery on you right here!" Law threatened with rage. His hand griped tightly to the plastic knife in his tattooed hand.

"Uh, I think I'm going to head off now and get those MRI results. Shachi lets go." Penguin cuts in. He gets up carrying his empty tray in his hands as he nudges Shachi to come along with him…and quickly.

Shachi, being oblivious to the deathly situation, doesn't budge and remains sitting down sipping on his ice tea. "Eh? Why me? I don't have to attend to my next patient till two."

"Well tuff shit, your now joining me to get the results." Pulling him from his arm. "Now let's go before Law puts you in the morgue."

Law watches as Penguin pulls Shachi away with him and out of the room. He mentally thanks Penguin for taking him away with him because seriously, there was no telling what murderous act he was about to commit.

He loved Shachi, he really did, but damn did he seriously not know when to shut up sometimes.

"You okay, boss?" Bepo asks, trying to hide his tone of concern.

"Never better." Standing up from his seat. He picks up his white coat that was hanging behind his chair and swings it over his shoulder. "C'mon, time to prep the room for Ms. Victoria Cindy."

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Monday morning came by so fast in Laws opinion. He still felt slightly hung-over after three night of repeated drinking with the guys. And in the end of it all, he still failed to complete the large stack of unfinished papers that he claimed needed to be done by today.

He made his way into his office where a nice, well organized pile of folders for today's operations were waiting for him to be overlooked.

Law opened the closet door to place his brown messenger bag inside and away. He also pulled out a white coat that he required. Flipping through random shirts that he often left behind, a familiar coffee stained coat that was now pertinently ruined by certain teen caught his eye. Pulling it out and giving a last look over before tossing it away, he silently cursed to himself at the said boy from last Friday.

Nice and clean, he checked himself in the mirror to make sure the coat wasn't carrying any stains after being kept inside the closet with the stained one. He slumped his tired body on the chair while burring his face in his arms. Checking to see the time on his watch, Law quickly realized that he still had thirty minutes before his first patient, Iceburg arrived. With the spare time remaining, he decided to make his way to the main lounge and grab himself a hot cup of coffee to help ease his throbbing migraine.

Because it was still early with little people hovering around, Law sighed in content as he walked over to the coffee machine. He placed his files on the small table beside the machine and began to pour himself some coffee. As doing so, a familiar voice perked his attention…of course working here for so long you seem to forget who's voice belongs to who's nowadays. Turning around to hopefully catch a glimpse of who the owner of the voice belonged to, he once again for the second time that early year found his perfect coffee splattered all over the ground yet again.

"Ops, my bad. I'm sorry sir—oh crap…not again."

It was like god had bestowed this shitty judgment onto Law, because seriously he couldn't catch a damn break with this kid.

"I give up. I just can't catch a damn break with you, can I?" picking up the perfectly ruined coffee cup from the floor and throwing it away. "Do you ever watch where you are going?"

"I saw where I was going; you just got in the way, again."

This kid had a death wish.

"Oh is that so—" Law catches a glimpse of the time from the clock hanging behind Luffy. "Shit, I don't have time for this crap right now. Nurse, could you please call the janitor over to clean up this spill."

Law was aggravated as fuck. He gathered up his belonging before hurrying to make his leave, of course since he was being gods special child this past week, duty called.

"Oi, wait up" Luffy chased after him. "Let me make it up to you. We could get some coffee after you're done."

Law stopped from his tracks and swiftly turned to face the teen who was wearing the same yellow with red beanie as last Friday. "Like hell, so you could just spill it all over me again. No thanks. Now excuse me, I have important business to attend to."

"Awe, c'mon, it'll be fun. Ace would be super happy if I did this."

"Do you not understand the meaning of no?" Law was growing impatient and needed to get away from this guy and fast before they starts to draw a crowd.

Luffy grabbed onto Law's arm to stop him from leaving, repeatedly pleading for him to agree. It was then that people began to stare.

It was a lose battle with this teen and Law had only one option to take before he insanely lost it in front of the large crowd that kept growing.

"Alright, you win. Now release me." Luffy let go of the surgeon, wearing a victorious smile on his face as he did so. "I don't get my next break till two o'clock. We'll meet up here, if you're not here, I leave, understood?"

"Well it's no wonder you're always having coffee. You always this grumpy?" Luffy decided to joke. Thought his humor isn't really helping anyone in this situation right now.

"Well, you are not the one who had their drink knocked out of them, twice." He hissed.

"Hey, I said I was sorry."

"Whatever, I have to go. Remember, two o'clock. Don't be late." Law turns and starts walking away.

"Yeah yeah, I got it." Watching at the surgeon begins to disappear in the crowd, he smiles when hollers back at him one last time. "I'll make sure to get you two coffees to help with that grumpy mood of yours." He chuckles in the end.

Law doesn't say anything; he simply continues to walk forward and towards his destination. His only response is a swift hand movement he throws up to indicate at Luffy that he understood. After that, he is long vanished in the hospital crowd. Luffy smiles and turns the opposite way, making his way in the direction that he also needed to be.

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I honestly just wanted to write some angst.

Anyways, please let me know what you all thought about this fic, I would greatly appreciate it! ^-^ So as you could already tell by the summary, this story will have to do with Luffy struggling with his battle of cancer so yes this might turn out sad for some of you who decide follow along. Although I'm not a doctor or have personal connections with cancer, I will still try my best to get possible circumstances as accurate as I can, no promises though, after all this is fanfiction, not WebMD (;