Okay the truth is I kinda didn't really feel this fic, I was actually contemplating on setting it up for adoption when suddenly I had a brain storm.

AND NOW I AM 150% SURE WITH WHAT I'M DOING WITH THIS STORY!!! AND TRUST ME, THIS STORY WILL BE AMAZING.

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Kidd just continued to awkwardly avoid direct eye contact with the other male as he quickly felt more and more nervous with the situation at hand, the very awkward situation, 'if the guy starts foaming at the mouth or does something dangerous to my health, I'm attacking him, even if he's Law's dad or not' the redhead worriedly thought.

Kidd's POV

I looked around the room for a way out without needing to talk to the crazy ass blonde...but I had no idea where I was supposed to go, or even what to do on top of that, "uhhhh, actually, I was here for my first case, soooooo, where exactly do I go?"

Thankfully instead of freaking out and going rabid like I expected him to, he just deflated in disappointment and childishly pouted with a loud whine, was this guy really father material? No wonder Law's so tightly wound sometimes.

"Awwwww~, well...I was told you were going to meet up with your commanding officer here.." I blinked and frowned, dammit I already had to deal with this fiasco for at least ten minutes, no way am I sticking around, fuck that shit! "And where the hell is he?"

"Right here" I spun around and was met face to face with a grumpy looking Smoker, man, the guy could use a pep up or a woman or some shit, why do I get the feeling this is gonna become some routine?

He stepped towards us and used his fingers to wipe off a clump of the 'snow' off of Corazon's shoulder, apparently being able to decipher what happened and sighed, almost like a father about to scold their troublesome delinquent of a son.

"Having trouble with your fire extinguisher again Mr. Doncixote? Or was it another one of your 'accidents'?"

'DONCIXOTE!? AS IN DONCIXOTE DOFLAMIGO!?!?' This dorky guy was related to that half cocked asshole!? No shit! They're polar opposites!

Seeming to not notice my immense shock, the two continued in their small conversation without me, which irritated the hell out of me as well.

Didn't they want me here as soon as possible!? Because if I left Law completely by himself and lonely for nothing there'd be hell to pay, even if I'm just some rookie!!

"*AHEM!* shouldn't we be going now?" Smoker just huffed out a cloud of thick smoke and nodded in agreement without looking me in the eye.

I smugly grinned at the change in plans as I sent the blonde a 'see-ya-later' face, he just sent back an expression that said, 'We'll-continue-this-later-so-watch-your-back' which caused me to cackle in amusement as we stepped outside, like hell we were gonna finish that train wreck of a failing conversation, that was going to be something locked deep away in my mind forever, to never be remembered again!

I heard the cranky geezer loudly cough -wonder if you can get lung cancer up here? It was probably how he died- and I immediately brought my attention to him.

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HOLY SHIT A LIMO! \(☆◇☆)/

Although my expression didn't change, my eyes turned into small sparkles at the sight of the fancy vehicle driving up to the building, "please don't tell me we're going to ride that" I tried my best to sound unaffected but it looked so damn cool!! And the paint job was so slick! Cherry red, so classy!

The old man just energetically puffed out his smoky wings and laughed as they whisped around him, damn, he saw through my brilliant facade..

"Calm down kiddo, your big client is in there, they're gonna be the one to tell you who the target is, cause I'm not aloud to know anything about something this...serious"

I hummed, I wonder who they are? Just out of curiosity, they must me some big shot up here to get this kind of security of information, Smoker then spread out his wings and quickly flew off, HE JUST LEFT ME HERE THE FUCKER!

I heatedly flipped him the bird as he reached the cloudy distance and turned my attention back to the shiny red vehicle now closing in on me.

It pitched to a stop and a weird butlar dude stepped out with a wrinkly bitter smile, jeez I wonder who died? But that was quickly replaced with another pressing question, 'Jesus christ the guy looks ninety!' I continued to guess his possible age in my mind when his crippled baratone voice caught my ears.

"You're Mister Eustass I presume?" I blinked and nodded, this was a dirty job, killing 'bad guys' or not, I know how those kinds of things roll.

The butlar or messenger evaluates the hired hit man and tests their capability, so there was no looking stupid right now, this was the big test.

He just passively hummed aloud and opened the door a little wider for me and stepped aside with a polite bow, "milady/my master is most anticipating your presence inside, please step in Mister Eustass"

I kept my eyes on his as I smoothly stepped in the slick car without mistake or hesitation, as soon as I was in, the door immediately slammed shut as he swirled in and the limousine sped off like some vehicle used in some bank robbery.

Keeping alert to my surroundings I was brought back to my senses by my so called, 'client'.

"*Ahem* well it's nice to meet ya Kiddo~"

I carefully looked at the woman/man and felt a sweatdrop and annoyed sneer making its way to my face.

The woman-girl/man-boy...looked about a young (Y/A) with sparkling (H/L) (H/C) hair that floated above her/his shoulders as if she/he was underwater, and glowing (E/C) wide eyes tinted a small amount of gold, but the thing that caught my attention was the girl's/boy's wings.

THEY WERE MADE OF FUCKING SOLID CHUNKS OF GOLD!!

I intensely stared at the wings as I turned to the butlar, rule #1 in hitman business, never forwardly talk to the client without some kind of straight forward permission, it was like some kind of snobbish dominance thing with them.

Putting on my game face, I made sure my voice was intimidating when I spoke to not seem weak in front of her/him, "would you like to tell me who I'm working for exactly?"

The girl/boy burst into giddy laughter and widely smiled, now that was super creepy, "AH! Where are my manners!? I'm (Y/N) the goddess/god of heaven!! I run dis joint boi!!"

I blinked and tried to keep my bustling excitement from meeting the surface and blowing ashes all over the place like some active volcano, 'HOLY SHIT IT'S MY FIRST DAY AND I'M BEING HIRED BY THE GODDESS/GOD!!! I'M SO GOING TO RUB THIS IN LAW'S FACE!'

Suddenly the girl's/boy's cheerful expression went deadly serious and made me freeze on the spot, was the weirdo bipolar or something? "Now Kidd, I believe it's time we get down to business, I want you to find, and dearly punish the killer of..."

I subconsciously leaned forward and felt immediate dread at the familiar name.

"Nico Robin"

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I'd like to apologize to all the people out there who want to kill me for:

1. Killing off Robin

2. Adding YOU the reader in this story AND

3. Kinda getting dragged off from the romance.

BUT WAIT! before you stop reading this story just know that this IS NOT the pause for romance! I'll be adding so much more kidlaw moments in this fic because....

I don't wanna spoil it but let me give ya a crappy hint:

Who's gonna be good cop and bad cop? :3