Kid was sitting in your room. On your bed leaned up against all your pillows, and refused to leave. If this was a new way of psychological torture it was working. Cause not only were you forced in his intimidating presence, he was also being extremely quiet.
"Kid..."
"I don't want to fight you tomorrow Y/N. Don't make me do it."
You sighed and sat next to him.
"Why?"
"You didn't do it on purpose, and you were merely defending yourself."
"Against a civilian."
"Dammit Y/N! Don't make me do this!"
He surprised you by flopping onto your lap and staring at you through his amber eyes.
"Please Y/N...I don't want to hurt you. You've been hurt enough as it is."
You were annoyed, but you ran your nails through his hair. Kid and You had taken a while to get close to each other. But after a year, Kid had started treating her like an annoying little sister, you'd caught him asking the girls who hung around the other members about things little girls liked and help with buying your school supplies, and when you got your period for the first time, had been priceless.
"Kid...what would everyone say if you made an exception for me? You'd lose respect, members, and have people question if you're as ruthless as your reputation. I don't want that for you."
Kid frowned, and turned is head in your lap to face away from you, an unhappy frown on his face. Kid hated people underestimating him, and he knew you were right.
"And what if someone fights on your behalf?"
"Kid I am not weak, I won't beat you, but I'm no pushover. Who says I won't kick your ass?"
He gave you a "really" look making you chuckle as you ran your nails through his hair.
"Fine...you're more stubborn than me I swear."
Now you were offended.
"I beg your pardon? I am not more stubborn than you! I know when to stop and reassess. You on the other hand keep charging and cause yourself injury! I'm surprised you're still alive!"
He laughed now, full on belly laughed, and you joined him on it. After a few minutes of laughing you both breathed, and then got quiet.
"I hate you for making me see sense in doing this, just so you know Y/N."
"Nah you love you, you wouldn't know what to do without me."
<Kid's POV>
He didn't want to do this. He didn't want to fight her. After eating, and hanging out with her a little longer before she and her damned cat fell asleep, Kid found himself in the makeshift ring, that they would fight in tomorrow. It brought him back to that night.
You were short, skinny with far too many bruises already. Kid had thought that he no longer held emotions in him like that. Pity and empathy. Those emotions got you killed, especially when facing an enemy, but she hadn't been an enemy. She was a scared little girl, and all she wanted was a warm bed and food. That had been all she wanted.
When she was able to do field work, she reported police movements, along with other gang movements. No one thought a girl who wasn't even 13 yet would go into a lion's den and come out unscathed. Until she turned 14, and that was when she got her first scar.
"Whatchu doing boss?"
It was Heat, he walked up behind him and patted the arm he no longer had.
"Not much."
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A Gangster's Doctor: LawXReader AU One Piece
FanficY/N has had a hard life, abused as a child, to living in one of the most violent gangs in the South Blue city. Her life style evident on the scars she carries on her body. Being around bIg, strong, violent men, she is a little apprehensive when she...