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Hello there! I've been shipping LawLu so hard ever since chapter 783 that I've started to write fanfics about it, that's when this fanfic was born. Sorry about possible grammar errors, English isn't my native language.

Thanks for reading, and leave a review if you like, tell me what you think, if I should continue to write this fanfic or not.

Dedicação especial para PandaGirl, que insistiu que eu deveria postar isso. Está feito :D

Oh, this chapter is from Law's POV!

See ya! o/

It all started two years ago.

I've met Mugiwara-ya for the first time in the Human Auctioning House in the Sabaody Archipelago.

As I've traveled the seas I've heard several rumors about him, stories about the crazy things he had done, and about how much he was inconsequent and quite insane. When I saw him in person I've realized that the rumors were right. After entering the Auctioning House in the most unexpected way possible and cause a lot of trouble, he did what anyone would expect; hit a Tenryubito in front of everyone. All I could do was smile at the way he ignored the consequences of what he had done. We had a really brief meeting, but what I've seen of him left me somewhat impressed.

He got my respect that day.

The next time I've heard of him was during the Battle of Marineford.

As everyone in the Sabaody Archipelago , all of my attention was focused on the events at Marineford. I wasn't surprised when I've seen that Mugiwara-ya threw himself in the middle of the battlefield, I had seen with my own eyes how crazy and fearless he could be, and it was his brother's execution, so it was obvious that he would try to save him in every possible way. His resolve and willpower were admirable, but they didn't seem to be enough, since he was barely being able to stay alive in the middle of the war.

It was strange, but I've felt like I couldn't let him die there. I couldn't understand why I've felt this way, but I didn't put much thought about it and just followed my instincts. That's when I decided to go to Marineford.

For luck, fate, or whatever it was, when I got there I've found Mugiwara-ya right in front of me. He was barely alive, which made me wonder what had happened while I was going there, but I had no time to think about it. With him in my care I did everything I could to save him, staying by his side, watching over him in the following days. During those days I've often found myself wondering why I had saved him, someone I barely knew and had no obligation to save. Whenever someone asked me why I had it done that, I would make excuses, like it would be a shame if a future enemy died, but I didn't know the real reason why I had saved him. Maybe it was because of the respect that I had for him. Maybe it was because I just felt sorry for him. Or maybe ... maybe it was because I could understand his desperation in trying to save someone he loved. It reminded me of something I had felt a long time ago.

After seeing that there was nothing more I could do for him I've left with my crew. But even after some time, I would often find myself thinking about him, curious about what had happened to him or if he had managed to survive.

Two years have passed then, and once again I found myself crossing paths with him. For some reason I wasn't surprised to see that he was alive and well, he didn't seem the sort of person who would give up living so easily, even after feeling the despair of losing his brother before his eyes. He seemed to be strong enough to survive almost anything.

Knowing of that strength, I've realized that he could help me achieve my goals, so I've suggested an alliance to him, in order to use his strength in my favor. I thought this would make things easier for me, but after spending some time with Mugiwara-ya and his crew I've realized that would not be the case. My first impression of them was the worst possible, to be honest, they looked like a bunch of idiots, doing the most foolish and meaningless things I had already seen, and before I've realized they involved me in their foolish activities, making me do things that had nothing to do with our goal. Instead of using them, I've felt like it was me who was being used. Despite not having the best impressions about Mugiwara-ya and his crew, I've decided to trust them and follow through with the plan, and in the end I wasn't disappointed with the results. The plan, despite some setbacks, was successful. In the end, I was right in trusting them.

I was right in trusting him.

After leaving Punk Hazard with Mugiwara-ya and others I had one more chance to watch them, my vision about them not improving much. They were very careless and distracted, especially Mugiwara-ya, he was too careless, too silly, and this turned even the simplest things, like explaining a plan, into a somewhat problematic task. While I was worried about the details of the plan and if things would work out, he was excited as if he were going to a fun trip. His carefree attitude surprised me, and still surprises me up until now.

To be honest, everything about him is surprising to me, for the good or for the bad side.

It was after we arrived in Dressrosa that something began to change in my view of him, after all the events that occurred there. Not only my view of him was changing, but also the way I've felt for him was, initially because of his insistence and his efforts in saving me. The first time I was defeated by Doflamingo and was captured, he was there to save me. I've insisted that he shouldn't be there, told him that our alliance had ended, that if he released me, I would kill him, but he didn't care about any of that, he kept insisting save me. This insistence lasted until my second confrontation with Doflamingo, where once again I was defeated. Feeling terrible in failing to defeat him and for having failed Cora-san, and unable to defend myself from Doflamingo, I've prepared myself to die there. But once again, Mugiwara-ya was there to save me. His concern for me and all his efforts to save me really got to me somehow. Instead of feeling bothered for having to be saved by him, I've felt really grateful. And in the middle of all those negative feelings and emotions that I was feeling at that moment, I've noticed there was a warm, weird feeling growing inside of me, something that was directed to Mugiwara-ya.

It felt like I was starting to feel some sort of ... affection towards him.

I didn't know exactly what that that feeling was, and I didn't put much thought into it at that time, since I had to concentrate on keeping myself alive. When Mugiwara-ya saved me once again and I've had a chance to get away from the battlefield, I've refused to do so. I couldn't leave him behind, I couldn't just turn my back on him and run away after everything he had done for me, after I've got him involved in this whole mess by my own selfish reasons. I would stay there and see his victory with my own eyes, or if the worst happened and he loses, I was going to die beside him. It was the least I could do after everything that happened.

I stood watching the battle, and when I saw him at risk, I used what was left me energy to go to his side. I knew the risks he was taking, since I would not be able to do much in the state I was in, but I did not care about that, I wanted to be next to him and do something for him.

I wanted protect him, just as he had protected me.

I stood beside him watching him until he recovered, helping him after that in all ways I could. I've wished I could do more for him, but in the state I was I had to content myself with standing still and watch the outcome of the battle. I was a little worried at first, since Doflamingo still seemed to be in a pretty good shape, and attacked the Mugiwara-ya with all his might, but when the situation seemed to be going from bad to worse he turned things in his favor, defeating him in a very impressive way. I stood looking at the skies of Dressrosa, once again impressed with Mugiwara-ya, while the cage crumbled above him.

After putting him in a safe place, I've closed my eyes, listening to people celebrate their freedom around me, and contemplated the freedom I had also acquired at that time. After 13 years of anguish I've finally started to feel free, even if I hadn't been able to kill Doflamingo with my own hands, now I was able to see his fall, and this was enought to take away the weight i've been carrying on my shoulders for all these years. I've opened my eyes and looked at the person to whom I owed that, giving a small smile. I was glad to have met Mugiwara-ya, if it were not for him I probably would never be able to defeat Doflamingo. Alone I would just be defeated and probably wouldn't even be alive now. The gratitude I've felt for him only grew with each passing moment, along with the strange feeling that I had noticed that I've felt for him.

A feeling that over time only grew bigger and bigger, until it became something I could never imagine it would become.