One Piece: Law and Disorder-Blood is Thick

Galen

“Law no aniki!”

Law lunged forward when Usui jumped on his back. His arms clung onto the older boy’s neck and Usui laughed at his expression.

“That’s incorrect, Usui,” Law said in agitation. “You don’t use ‘no’ in this case. It’s just Law aniki but if you're saying Law's brother, Law no aniki is correct. Stop mutilating the Japanese language.”

“Eeeeeeh,” Usui pouted. “You have no right to talk, adding –ya to everyone’s names.”

“There’s a reason for that,” Law grumbled, trying to shake off the boy.

“Well, I have a reason too,” Usui said self-importantly. “Whoa!”

Usui was hanging off Law’s arm as Trafalgar had finally succeeded in prying him off his back.

Law sneered. “And what is that?”

Usui grinned toothily. “Because it’s fun to make Law no aniki irritated.”

Law slipped his arm out of the loop Usui’s arms were making to hold on and Usui stumbled to the floor.

“I regret teaching you how to speak,” Law began walking down the corridor again.

Usui caught up and slipped his hand in Law’s. He gripped it tightly and looked up at his brother. “Do you really?”

Law didn’t meet his eyes. “Immensely.”

Usui felt a little squeeze on his hand and his face split into a look of delight. He replaced it with an all knowing expression. “Liar.”

Law glanced down at the little kid. “Don’t get too cocky, waste of space.”

“Hai, Law no aniki.”

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The ship rocked with the waves and the moon glowed iridescently above it. Gentle and extravagant snoring issued from the boys dorm and some seagulls had perched on the mast for the night.

Usopp yawned as he rubbed his eye, heading to the galley for a glass of water. He saw Usui sitting on the railing and wondering why he was awake this late into the night, he went to join him.

“You should be asleep,” Usopp reprimanded.

Usui twisted around to look at him and he shrugged. “Can’t.”

Usopp’s eyebrows creased. “You can’t sleep?”

“Yeah.”

Usopp sighed through his nose and rested his elbows on the railing next to Usui, leaning forward.

“Why?”

“Nightmares.”

“Nightmares?”

Usui nodded. “They don’t make any sense either. And sometimes I wake up and I don’t remember what I was dreaming about.”

“That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t sleep,” Usopp yawned. “No wonder you have those bags under your eyes.”

“Sleep is for the weak,” Usui teased.

Usopp immediately thought of Zoro who always sleeps. “There are people on this ship that would kill you for saying that.”

Usui rubbed the back of his neck and smiled nervously. “That’s right, isn’t it?”

Usopp gazed out at the dark blanket that was the ocean. “When was the last time you’ve slept?”

Usui thought about it, which wasn’t a good sign. “Around… 13 years?”