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Aryes: Hey guys! I hope you guys like the story, and please review! I love Kilguin so much and i hope i convince you if you are not already one as well! Let's make Kilguin a major ship! YAY! This will be a 2-3 shot story (2-3 chapters) so stay tuned for updates in the future this month! I hope you like it!

Disclaimer and warning: I don't own One Piece, because if i did it would be a yaoi anime/manga, but I love Eichiro Oda (who makes One piece) so much for making such a great story that i am able to ship so many characters in! This is a Yaoi fanfiction (BOY X BOY, MALEXMALE) So you have been warned. :) Now then, on with the awesomeness!

~Aryes

The Fear of Nightfall

"Penguin, I would like you to prepare our clothes and baths before we return with our meals, but please leave the back windows open this time if you will." Law's commanding voice spoke to him firmly. The older man was looking for a response from the shyest of the group who sat in one of the nice wooden bar chairs that were seated in front of the black granite counters. The man in question sat hunched over a glass of rich blood that was like vodka to vampires. Rich A+ blood types were like a rich red burgundy wine to vampires, they could even get drunk off the smooth liquid from time to time, but being immortal was meant to be a curse, not a gift so vampires could not get fully drunk at all.

Penguin really thought it was a damn shame, why couldn't he be wiser, stronger, more confident, or even a little reckless? It was a part of himself he hated, and sadly there was not enough rich wine in the world that could make him forget all of that. Penguin swirled the wine in his cup absent mindedly as he stared off into the distance, not even acknowledging that a word was said from the head of the Heart Clan. "Penguin," Law asked again with a bit of concern at the lack of reaction from the hatted man. Penguin sighed deeply and replied tiredly, "Captain, I already know the rules. The window will be open when you return and the baths will be ready."

Unlike most people, Law believed this statement even though the man looked pained, because Law knew that Penguin was loathing the fact that he could do nothing for the clan other than clean and prepare for their arrival home. Law understood why the man hesitated to leave this house. He knew that trying to get Penguin to leave the house would only cause the sulking man more pain than he was already in, and Law would go to any lengths to avoid another tragedy like before. Trafalger Law was the Captain of the Heart Clan vampire, one of the most infamous vampire groups in the world over, but a year ago they had had a massacre that devastated them.

Sadly, Trafalger Law had not been present at the time of the ambush that had driven their clan to chaos, but Penguin had been there and he was the only one to have survived the horrendous battle against the Marine Zombies. The fact that Penguin lived had been a relief to Law, seeing as Penguin was a dear friend of his, but the brutal outside world had not been kind to him. The fear of meeting the Marine Zombies haunted the young man's nightmares every day, Law could hear it at dawn. To the screams, the sobbing, the splashing of water, and the small slight movements of distress in his sleep, every time Law heard the noises he cringed slightly at dawn in his comfortable coffin. He knew Penguin would return to his cheerful self, but at the same time he could not push the man to change, he would have to do so willingly.

"Alright then, we shall return before dawn's early light. Shachi, Bepo, let's go!" Law shouted at the two other vampires who had been lying on the couch, who quickly followed the Captain's lead out the window into the cold night that awaited them with two things on their immediate minds, 'Food' and 'Getting Back Home.' As soon as the three black attired vampires flew out the window, Penguin stood up from his chair, gingerly swirling the rich liquid in his wine glass. Penguin's thoughts drifted once again to his glass as he set it down on the table with care, but he quicked shifted his thought process to something more important, 'Preparing for the return of his Comrades.'

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