Chapter 6. My vows

It was terrifying how the grey weather reflected Law's mood completely.

Thick clouds left no spot for the sun to shine through, as his worries haunted him until he accepted he was forced into submission.

The rain coming out of those thick, nearly black clouds resembled the tears traversing Law's cheeks as result from the situation he was in. As Shakespeare could describe the miserable stage Law currently was in, in sequels, I suppose the best brief description would be:

Law felt like shit.

But my, wouldn't that be so improper and indecent?

Well, it surely is not one of the fanciest ways to put the poor guy's feelings in words, but it probably is one of the most accurate ways. Although I suppose a genius like Shakespeare would never accept my use of words.

Anyhow,

As Law sprinted over the landscapes of emerald green, the situation of the others involved within the entire "plot" was not any better. It was a moment of despair, is what my description with the usage of a decent vocabulary would be. Yet, Law was ought to fight against the slicing pain, which made Mihawk's cuts seem nothing more than a mere paper cut, as he had vowed several things before he escaped from the sea-riding train.

One of them was directly connected to the reason he was carrying a crying baby in his arms. Oh, it wasn't "just" a crying baby ... No, this baby was so different from the ordinary kid his age, that his entire existence could influence the future of the world as we knew it.

XXX

"I'm going to ..."

Law felt a shiver going down his spine. Any irrational action could be the result of the enormous pressure he was suffering from. It could be either finishing his sentence or fleeing, but the second option would only lead to even more unpleasant situations. So why wouldn't he just surrender? Why wouldn't he just betray his family in order to let them live? Honestly, anyone with a decent number of braincells crammed in his head would just go for the first, most easy way. So why did he flinch? Why were his legs shaking as if he was being electrocuted? Why did the sweat drip off his forehead as if he was a living tap?

We might not know the answer to all of these questions, but we knew that at the moment a loud shriek cut trough the silence, Law immediately reacted impulsively, but effectively.

"Room

...

"

Before he realized what he had done, Law was no longer facing the mischievous red-head, but the probably even scarier red-head instead.

Nami, whose eyes widened as she saw Law standing on the place where once one of the seats of this oh-so-crowded sea train stood.

She had drawn her weapon and leaked a huge amount of red liquid on it, hinting she was in the middle of a fight she would probably never win.

Law analyzed the situation.

By glancing through the wagon once, he came the conclusion that he most likely disturbed a fierce fight between his family and Kidd's allies.

Zoro already had his sword in his mouth, as Sanji's leg was shrouded by hellish fire.

Robin crossed her hand as she used four giant hands as a shield for the patients, whilst Franky was at the edge of using his "Coup de Vent".

"Well ..." Said Law. "This is quite awkward ..."

Hah.

Beat that, Shakespeare.

Well, it was awkward indeed. For one entire second, which felt like an hour for some reason, everyone stopped with what they were doing. It was the opposing side that ended this silence though.

A young, blonde, beautiful lady whose glasses revealed only the upper half of her sapphire blue eyes, poked Nami in her thigh, with only two fingers.

She said something like "shigan" and sadistically smirked at the ginger who helplessly fell down, pathetically attempting to get up.

"You bitch ...!"

The fight continued as if nothing happened, and even though Law felt like he should help, he was paralyzed by the second time he heard that loud shriek. It was even louder this time, indicating that the person who screamed was near.

"Law ...!"

Law's heart sunk as he suddenly saw two Robins. One Robin already managed to cause him nightmares, but it didn't take him long to realize she used her creepy ability.

"Law, listen closely," whispered Robin's clone in his ear as everyone kept on fighting, ignoring Law's existence.

"Under one of the hospital beds there is a reed basket. What's inside that basket is of high importance! You have to take it and escape with it!"

Is what she said in one breath.

Another loud shriek echoed through the wagon.

"Nico-ya ...?!"

"There is no time to hesitate ...! You must protect it with your life!"

He nodded as she disappeared in pinks flower petals.

He did not know what was inside of that basket until he found it beneath the hospital bed Usopp lay in.

A freaking baby.

There was a freaking baby in that reed basket.

This thing was of high importance.

A baby.

It was at the edge of letting out another shriek as Law quickly covered its mouth with his hand.

Okay. He could do this. He could save a baby, right?

Well, he had to, as he vowed to protect it with his life.

XXX

So there he was, running trough the never-ending shower of rain as he carried a baby with him.

A mere baby.

A child.

And apparently, this crying baby, who just reflected ordinary behavior, was worth protecting his life with. Well, it could be Robin who accidentally exaggerated the "Of high importance" part because of her great affection towards children, but either way, he solemnly promised to protect it with his life.

Yes, it, since he didn't know whether this thing was a guy or a girl.

After Law ran for what felt like an hour, he spotted a small café in the middle of nowhere. It was odd, especially since it was like 5AM and it seemed to be opened for quite a while, but he wasn't ungrateful.

Soaked and drenched he slowly entered the quiet café as the frown of the woman-behind the bar- gave him a an embarrassed feeling. He regretted doing this, but he had to.

"Ehmm ..."

Was the opening of an unpromising conversation.

"Is there a place where I Uhm .. Can ehh ..." He awkwardly pointed to the baby, who was lying in its basket, trying to make clear he wanted to change its diapers.

Fortunately he walked into a woman instead of a man.

She politely showed him the way to the women-toilets (as those those toilets were the only once with changing-tables for children ...) and told him she would be available for help any time.

That was truly kind, but completely unnecessary, as his true intentions weren't such things as 'changing a kid's diapers' or something.

No, his actual purpose for sheltering inside was to read the letter he received before he left. The letter that indirectly led to the second vow he made.

XXX

The situation has gotten from bad to worse. It was a fact that Law somehow managed to sneak trough every wagon until he reached the most proper exit, but what happened on the edge of his escape was the cause of this sudden escalation.

"Not so fast ..."

Firmly Law's shoulder was grabbed, fear caused him to tremble.

It was a familiar voice, yet Law seemed to have forgotten this one little detail.

Kidd.

Of course, there wasn't much realism in the idea of escaping this train without bumping into Kidd. Especially not since he just angered him by escaping. In order to survive, Law had to surrender and not attempt on escaping again.

Well, easier said than done, since fear was one of the few things that managed to switch of the human brain completely.

Nonchalantly Law shrugged Kidd's hand of, tried to cover this oh-so-important reed basket and turned around, not showing any sign of fear.

And although Law thought it looked completely casual, there was a clear chuckle covered by Kidd's frown of anger.

"You did something really stupid, ya know?" Kidd muttered, utterly irritated.

"You pissed me off, kid,"

Law hardly managed to hold back his laugher. Yes, this 'Kidd' indeed pissed him off.

Hehe.

"I'm sorry," Law lied.

His apology wasn't as appreciated as he wanted it to be though.

"What?"

Law could see a vein popping in his temple.

"What did you say ..?!"

Kidd was so close to Law at the moment that shoving his head just a little more forward, their noses would touch each other.

Law could even smell the scent of coffee coming out of his mouth.

Gross.

A wave of nausea engulfed him.

But it was not the time to be grossed out, as the furious Kidd's face was already as red as his hair,

"You're sorry?!"

He hit Law.

And it was not just a weak punch. No, he hit him, full in the stomach, with his fist of iron.

Law's vision got drowsy (and not only because of Kidd's disgusting smell), and he felt lightheaded. It was the sturdy wall that prevented Law from falling down.

"Weakling," Kidd spat, as he delivered a kick with the heel of his shoe to Law's shin.

Law bit on his lip in order to prevent himself from saying anything that would worsen the situation.

But the pain ...

The man who radiated pure sadism rubbed his temples in order to calm the boiling anger within him.

"If they were only a little bit more reliable, I would've definitely killed you here and now, but ..."

He looked into Law's frightened eyes and grabbed his neck, leaving barely any space for him to breathe.

"I don't like to admit it, but you could really be useful at the moment, Trafalgar," he said, smirking at Law's humiliation.

"You remember the deal I offered ya? I haven't heard an answer yet. So let's forget and forgive what we've done to each other and let me ask you again. Would you like to get everyone killed here and now ... Or do you want to cooperate with me? Because if you will, I'll try not to harm a lot of your dear friends."

Law had already made his decision, but

"The deal was that you wouldn't harm anyone!"

Kidd tightened his grip around Law's throat.

"After what you've done with me, you should be glad I still want to make this deal with you ...! Besides, it's war. You're dense for thinking that no one will get harmed, shitty kid ...!"

Law closed his eyes, not wanting to be confronted with this question.

"Well ...?"

Unwillingly Law said "The second one," immediately regretting it. But he decided from the first second on that he was going to expose Kidd's true nature to the rest anyways, he just had to gather enough proof. He was going to make sure no on was going to get harmed.

From now on, he was going to gather all the proof to expose Kidd.

It was a vow he made to himself.

"Heh, I thought so," smirked Kidd.

"Well, I assume you were about to leave, so I have to give you my phone number and instructions for what's going to happen for the following couple of days ..."

He grabbed a pen and a small notebook out of his pocket. As he ripped a page out of his notebook, he quickly scribbled something down and gave it to Law.

"Well, I should be leaving, of course I have to help the dear revolutionaries, my precious nakama, in their fight against the World Government's agents," Kidd said in the most sarcastic voice he's ever made.

He offered Law his hand, but this "kind" gesture was simply ignored.

"How rude ... Well, I want you to call me within one hour from now, no matter in what kind of circumstances you might be ..."

Said Kidd as he walked to the door.

Kidd's final words, before he left this wagon, were "Good luck on escaping. You'll need it since you can't swim."

He winked and left immediately after that.

That was true! He had overseen that one problem! A sea train rode on the freaking sea, and he couldn't swim! And even if he could, how would he survive swimming through the ice cold sea?

He blamed the overdoses of stress for that.

But he couldn't give up now, he had vowed to protect this baby. And this place was full of danger, so he had to leave.

He bet everything on it and opened the emergency exit. Luckily enough they were riding next to a shore.

"Room ...!"

Law managed to escape from the sea train, but the object he switched himself with was a giant rock.

Yes, the emergency exit wasn't utilizable anymore.

XXX

'Trafalgar,

If my calculations are right, you're currently in Egypt.

Stay there.

I want you to call Robin and ask what her plans are.

After you've done that, wait five minutes and call me,

Eustass.'

Law chuckled at Kidd's decent choice of words, especially how he used their last names only, gesturing that their connection was only business-related.

Well he understood the instructions, although it surprised him he was in Egypt. The rain didn't proof anything of it, but it was late december so it seemed legit.

He was at the edge of leaving this café, when this baby suddenly started to cry.

It was either hungry or just ... Pooped.

Well, the second option would explain the smell ...

Okay, calm down Law, calm down.

Even though he's never changed a kid's diapers, he could do this.

...

Right?

Luckily enough there were diapers, wipes and baby bottles, but also money and a cellphone in the basket, besides the newborn baby.

Law unclothed the small baby, when he suddenly felt lightheaded. He saw millions small, black dots every where he looked. It didn't trouble his sight, although it did make him even dizzier.

But he ignored it, and went on as if he felt just fine. It would go away by itself, right?

Well, no.

As Law wiped the the tiny creature clean, he felt paralyzed for a second or two. His sight became foggy and everything slowly started spinning.

It didn't feel great, actually, it felt just bad, but recently Law had felt this more often. Especially in crowded places, although he was the only one in the women-toilet.

Was it the smell that caused him to almost puke?

Either way, he could ask Robin in a few minutes, as he was done with changing its diapers.

*his.

This little kid was a boy.

Even though Law thought he was ready to go, truth showed otherwise.

The baby continued crying.

Okay, it was hungry.

*he. He was hungry

It was a blessing Robin put some money in that basket, as Law was unconsciously starving as well.

He left the toilets, and noticed a familiar looking man who Law didn't see when he just entered.

If he would, Law would've obviously noticed him.

This man looked like some sort of Italian mafia-boss. He was very muscular and his eyes were narrowed, gesturing he did not like people staring at him.

He had deep black-purple hair which was kept neatly slicked back and a scar, going horizontally from under his right eye, over his nose, until under his left eye.

He also seemed to have lost his left hand, and replaced it with a golden alloy hook.

This man was hella scary.

Law doubted for a second, but decided to grab a seat and sit down along with the reed basket.

Before he could even take a breath, a slim, young woman already walked into his direction. It was the same woman who showed him the way to the toilets.

Law chuckled. And not because he felt slightly relieved to see this attractive woman back, but because of her hilarious way of walking. Her hips stirred exaggeratedly from left to right, every time she took a step.

She had curly dark blue hair, thick lips, green eyes, a pale skin and an hourglass figure.

She would be a perfect stereotypical shonen-anime character.

"Do you want to order something?" She asked with an affectionate smile plastered on her face.

"Ehh, yeah. I would like some hot milk and a cup of coffee ..."

"Of course,"

She turned back to the kitchen, on the same, hilarious way.

Whilst she was busy with Law's order, it was the perfect opportunity for him to dial Robin.

Fortunately, her phone-number was saved in the cellphone she put in the reed basket. Man, that woman took care of everything.

She immediately picked up the phone.

"Law? Law, is this you?" She asked, with a presence of sadness in her voice. Did she cry?

"Yeah, it's me, Nico-ya," he responded.

But immediately after he pronounced her name, the man who resembled an Italian mafia boss' eyes widened, and he nonchalantly followed Law's phone-conversation.

"Don't say my name out loud, you do realize that I'm a wanted woman, right?"

Shit.

"I-i'm sorry," he apologized, not mentioning the purple haired man who seemed to be interested in her name.

"Where are you right now?"

"I'm somewhere in Egypt," before he realized, the blue haired woman was back with Law's order.

"You're in Alexandra, at the moment," she said smiling.

"In ehh, Alexandra," he added. "We're currently eating in a café, the ehh ..."

"Spiders café," the woman said, from behind her bar.

"Ah, the spiders café."

No answer.

"Hello?" He asked, purposely not mentioning her name.

"Law ... Did you just say Spiders café ...?"

"Yeah, is there a problem or anything?"

"Flee. Now. I want you to immediately leave that place, but don't make any suspicious movements."

"W-what ...?"

"I'll explain everything later on, just GO!"

She hung up, Law was frozen. What the ...?

"Excuse me," a deep, calm voice said. "But did you just said 'Nico' to the person you called with?"

It was the Italian mafia guy, whose eyebrows twitched at Law's rather shocked expression.

"Ehm, no, I said Nicola," he lied. Man, this guy was a terrible liar.

The man grinned, "Oh, than I must've misheard you," he said, seeming to be completely aware of the fact that Law lied, as he and the woman behind the bar had a brief moment of eye-contact

Law could safely assume that these people knew each other, but they seemed to know Robin as well, and Robin knew those two people, although he was unaware of what kind of relationship they had. Well, it shouldn't be a friendly-relationship, since she ordered him to immediately leave this place. But at the same time, she told him to not do anything suspicious, and the most suspicious thing he could do at this moment was abruptly running out of this café. He decided to wait for a few minutes before he would leave this place, and during the time waited until the heated milk was cooled down a bit, he texted Kidd with the cellphone he found in the basket.

'I'm in Alexandra at the moment,

I currently can't call you, that's why I'm texting you.

As you told me to do, I contacted Nico-ya, but this conversation ended quicker than I expected. I had no time to ask about the further plans and other important details, that's why I hope you know them.

Respond ASAP,

Trafalgar.'

He reread his message a few times, wondering whether it sounded too snobby or not, but he eventually gathered up enough courage to press the 'send' button.

Meanwhile, the hot milk was not as hot anymore. Pouring the milk in the baby bottle, Law glanced trough the café every now and then, but he averted immediately when his eyes met either the ones of the friendly woman behind the bar or the ones of the Italian mafia boss.

There was an awkward atmosphere hanging in this place, which was mainly caused by the fact Law was socially awkward and started to tremble and sweat whenever he was close to people he didn't know or like. In this case it was both of them.

It was the soft whimpering of the small baby that made him realize that the sooner he gave him his drink, the sooner he could leave this stupid place.

So Law soothed the baby by forcing the spoon into his mouth, and he slowly started to swallow everything up.

Law was pretty good at this, he admitted to himself, he treated this baby far differently from the other kids in the revolutionary army, who he considered as his own siblings. But why? Was it the fact that he was still so young and innocent? Or was it the fact that he didn't irritate him to hell, since he couldn't talk? Or was it ...

An enormous grin was plastered upon Law's face as he realized something truly fascinating. By regarding the young baby properly, he found an answer to those recently asked questions.

Pitch black, messy hair resembled the ones of a person he knew very well. The happiness he carried in his look because of the fact he was being fed could be described in numerous novels. And above all, the lopsided, heartwarming grin of his youthful face.

The man he had solemnly pledged his love to, until the day death would separate them, Monkey D. Luffy. That was the name of the person this kid resembled, more than Zoro's hair resembled moss or Sanji's eyebrow resembled a dartboard.

Despite the nausea feeling increasing, the longer Law looked into the eyes of the young baby, the nostalgic feeling of this charisma was once again reborn.

Luffy ...

He didn't realize how freaking much he missed that idiot, even though their last moment together wasn't any longer than twelve hours ago. They've been separated for longer before, but maybe it was because he had no idea where he was and whether he was ...

Law bit his lip, unable to even think of it.

The chances were unpleasingly high, Luffy could be ...

No.

Luffy wouldn't die.

Even if you would cut his chest open and rip his heart out of his thorax, Luffy would not possible meet death.

It was impossible, because he promised. He made the solemn promise that he would not leave Law behind.

And neither could Law die.

He felt something vibrating in his pocket, and it did not take him long to realize it was Kidd.

'Don't move from where you are,

I ended the 'fight' between CP9 and the revolutionaries, there are no fatal injuries.

It seems that the revolutionary army has a connection with the Nefertari family, a family with a high royal status. Surprisingly enough, the live not that far away from Alexandra,

For now, I want you to give me the exact address of where you currently are,

We'll probably pick you up at nine PM, so keep yourself out of trouble until then,

Eustass,'

Law sniggered, although he was not sure whether it was because of the hideous surname 'Nefertari,' or the 'Will pick you up at nine,' part, which seemed like Kidd officially asked him out. The idea of dating that mascara-wearing psycho grossed him out though.

He texted him back with a 'roger', followed by a 'you'll get the address of my accommodation later on,' aka, 'I've no fucking idea where the hell I'll stay for the following fifteen hours.'

Anyhow,

his instructions were as clear as water: Don't do anything stupid for the following fifteen hours. He could do that.

Law hoisted himself out of his chair and left a ten-dollar bill on his table, saying she could keep the change as soon as the waitress attempted on calling him back.

With the baby in his reed basket, and enough money to survive from, Law trekked trough the rainy Alexandra, alongside the young baby and the many vows he had made.

A/N:

Omg, it's been like three months ago since I posted a new chapter and I am sooooooo sorry for that *slaps myself* ~~!

It's just that I was so busy the past couple of months, and I will get it a hella lot busier since my grades are dropping and really need to take school more serious D:

I just really hope you aren't mad/sill feel like reading this story, even tho the updates are so slow ...

Ugh, and I really feel like this chapter just hit the bottom, it's probably one of the worst things I've written this year.

Buuuut I hope you liked it, despite my many typo's and my ... Eh ... Weird writing style, and I hope you guys just keep on reading.

Now I know this chapter was full of weird thingies and stuff that didn't make any freaking sense again, but once again (the most ...) things will be explained later on. I can't explain why Law is so OOC tho, I mean, I portray him as a stupid stereotypical gaylord in this story, but he's actually the opposite of that, I'll try to improve that.

Really, leaving reviews/new story followers and favorited would really motivate me to write the 7th chapter ASAP, but I would also accept criticism, because in the end I want to write something really good and want to amuse you with it.

And once again, I want to say thank you to my kind, lovely readers (aka all of my readers, teehee~)

I'm gonna try to update the story soon enough,

I want you to know that you guys are the best,

~ Probablyanotherotaku