Song for Someone (Law X Luffy)

Looking for a Tree

After eating dinner, and after hearing Dragon ask 'who's the creep', which really irked Law, everyone was going upstairs for bed.

"Come on Torao. We have to go to bed so we could wake up early to find a Christmas tree tomorrow."

"Yeah. Yeah." He replied.

Before he could climb up the stairs, he was stopped by a familiar freckled man.

"Where do you the think you're going?"

"Upstairs to Luffy's room."

"No, no, no. You're sleeping downstairs on the couch." Ace said, pointing the couch. "I don't trust you."

"What do you mean 'you don't trust me'?" The tanned man glowered. "I've been sharing a room with Luffy for the past five months now."

Sabo, who had yet to go to his room, sighed. "Yeah, well, Luffy may won't his privacy again. So just sleep downstairs."

"Yeah." Ace agreed.

Law had to wonder if Ace was younger than Sabo, because the blond acted more mature and civilized.

"Fine." He didn't want to argue anymore as he was tired now.

Sabo made a nod. "The cover and pillow is in the closet." After saying that, he went upstairs with Ace right behind him.

Law grumpily went over to the closet to get a large black cover with a pillow. He laid on the couch, nearly running into it since there were no lights on. He sighed. Why did he come? Just so he could get Luffy and Shachi to shut up? Or was it something else? Maybe he's just tired and thinking to much of it.

Law woke up around two o'clock in the morning. He opened his eyes then turned his body from the couch. He immediately regretted it when he saw a figure standing in front of him.

"AHHHH!"

The body shape form the person was much different from everybody that lived in the house. Was it an intruder? The man tried leaning down, his hands out, right in front of the twenty-one year old man.

Law made his first move by punching the guy in his stomach. The man crouched down, holding his stomach. Law made another move, this time jabbing him in the face. The stranger had fell back, landing on top of the coffee table and breaking it.

Finally, Law heard frantic pacing coming from the staircase. The lights were flicked on, revealing Dragon with a gun in his hand. He looked over to Law, then to a man who was getting up and dusting himself.

"Ivankov?!" Dragon shouted.

The said man with blue curly hair smiled. "Aw, Dragon-chan. It's so nice to see you again."

"It's been two days." The tattooed faced man sweat dropped. "And besides its two in the morning. Why do you always come over when we have guests anyway? This is the fourth time the coffee table has been broken."

The man, or what appears to look like a woman, giggled. "Don't worry. I'll pay for it." He assured. Ivankov turned back to Law. "Well, it was so nice to meet you. I'll see you around." He made a smooching sound from his lips, making Law shudder.

He made his way to the door, however, he was stopped by Dragon.

"The key?"

The bluette dug into his pants pocket to pull out a key ring that was had over forty keys.

"Okay, which one is it?" He asked himself, going through each key at a time.

"Why do you have so many keys?" Dragon asked.