You pause, staring down the boy that sat in front of you. He fearlessly stares back. "Cora, I am beginning to worry about the look he's giving me," You whisper to the blonde that sat next to you, eyes not leaving Law. Corasan holds up a menu between you and Law. "There, better?" He asks. You blink at the menu. "Ooh, flapjacks," You hum. "I want an omelet," Law says, also looking at the menu Corasan held up between you.
"Frenchtoast sounds good..." You mutter, a bit undecided. "It does," Corasan comments, lowering the menu. Law smirks and you look at the boy warily. "Why don't you and ___ share a plate?" Law asks Corasan. You both pause, glancing at eachother. "You feeling well Law? You've been acting strangely," You tell him, touching his forehead. "I feel fine," He says calmly. The slight smile on his lips makes you pull back. "He's doing it again," You hiss to Corasan. "I'm sure he's doing it just to mess with you," He murmurs, then also receives the alarming look from Law and stiffens.
"What are you up to?" He questions the boy warily. Law grins, "Consider it a thanks," He answers. You and Corasan share a look, "Right..." You huff before ordering. You ate in a wary silence, wondering what Law was planning. He may be a little kid but he was cunning and that pretty much scared the hell out of you. Catching your wary gaze, he smiles again. "Can we go to a festival after this?" He asks. You blink, thinking for a bit. "Actually I know the perfect island, and they do have a hospital," You say, looking over at Corasan hopefully. He smiles, "Sounds like fun," He says. "Then we'll head there after we eat," You decide, taking out a small denden mushi.
"Hey Mitch, are you being security at Fin Town?" You ask when he answers. '... You're coming here aren't you?' He guesses. "That's right~ you know I like going there this time of year," You remind him. The denden rolls it's eyes, 'You only started that because you wanted to meet HIM again,' He snorts. "Is that a hint of jealousy I detect Mitchy?" You tease. 'Don't call me that! I'm not a kid!' He growls. "That's all you're gonna get mad about?" You huff. 'I'll kick your ass when you get here... How many tickets do you need?' He growls.
"Aw, don't be like that! And I need three," You tell him. 'Fine, I'll take care of the tickets, but you have to promise not to participate in any drinking games,' He tells you. "That's no fun... But all right, thanks Mitch," You tell him cheerfully. 'Yeah yeah, see you when you get here,' He says before hanging up. You transfer the small denden mushi to your pocket again. "And there you have it," You chime. "Fin town," Corasan murmurs, catching your ear. "Yeah, have you ever been there before Cora?" You ask.
He looks thoughtful for a moment, "Yes, I met a very interesting person there," He replies. You raise an eyebrow at the fondness in his voice. "Oh really?" You huff, wondering just who this 'person' was. You finish eating and get up. "Shall we head out then?" You add. "How far away is Fin Town?" Law asks. "A day or two, depending if we get caught in a storm," You tell him. You head for the ship with them. "Anyways Cora, can you tell me the hospitals you've tried so far? I might be able to help narrow down the search," You say as you reach the ship.
"We'll go over the map," He replies as you board the ship. He suddenly trips and falls onto the ship. You go to his side and help him up. "You okay clumsy?" You ask. He nods, frowning in embarrassment. You chuckle at how cute he was and swiftly, covertly kiss his cheek. He blushes a bit, letting out a huff. "Alright Law, let's lower the sails and head for Fin town!" You tell the boy.

"No, they tried to put me in an incinerator when I went there," You say, glancing at the map as you help Law put on his new hoodie. "What?!" Corasan gasps looking at you in slight horror. "Yeah... It's best to avoid that island all together since I went on a drunken rampage there afterwards..." You say, mushing Law's cheeks. "Cut that out!" Law growls, swiping at your hands. You chuckle and let go of his cheeks before turning to the map. "Now lets see.... Nope, nope, nope, and hell no," You say, pointing to each island.
"You never tried the hospital in Fin Town?" He asks. "No... I had already given up by then.... Went there to party," You admit with a small, sad smile. He looks at you for a few moments, with a sad expression. You were busy reminiscing and didn't notice his gaze until his hand came over yours. You blink and look up into his eyes. "We'll find a cure," He whispers. You can only nod. "___, we're out of cookies!" Law calls from the kitchen. You smile, "Well, in the mean time, I'm making cookies," You tell Corasan, kissing his knuckle before heading into the kitchen.
Law moves to go out the kitchen but you grab him by the hood. "Oh no you don't! You're helping me," You tell him. "Come on, you know... Girl's like a man who will make her sweets," You add, interrupting his protest. He falls silent, "I need to go to the bathroom first," He says. You let him go and he runs out the kitchen. "Ah well... Guess I'll just get everything out," You mutter to yourself. To your surprise, Law returns and looks at the recipe you had taken out. "Do we have anymore flour left?" He asks. "Yeah, he- here," You reply, reaching for the bag of flour on one of the top shelves.
Can't reach it. You scowl and try again. Nope, not happening. You were just about to get on the counter when a hand reaches for it. You stop as he takes it and hands it to you. "You looked like you needed help," Corasan murmurs. "Thanks Cora," You tell him with smile. He smiles back, eyes glinting briefly. "Hey, stare at eachother later, I want to make cookies," Law interrupts. You both look at the boy, "Such a demanding kid," You comment, going over and starting to make cookies with him.
It was going well, until Corasan tripped on the way out hitting a wooden spoon that stuck off the counter, sending it up and knocking over the bag of flour making half of it spill on him. You and Law pause, sharing a look. "Keep stirring," You tell him, going over and helping up Corasan. You walk him into the bathroom and make him sit down. You pause, looking at his face, which was dusted over his face. 'Looks really familiar,' You think as you start to wash off his face.
"I.... Can clean up myself," He says after a bit. "I know, but I..." You trail off, realizing that the makeup was washing off along with the flour. "But what?" He asks, tilting his head to the side. You blink, "You're so cute," You chuckle, kissing his forehead. He huffs a laugh, "You sure like to use that as a scapegoat," He comments. You pout, "I do not, you just always do something that's cute," You reply before dumping water over his head. He makes a face, blinking at you while you chuckle. "I don't want flour in my bed," You tell him, poking his nose.
You go back to the kitchen as Law puts the cookie sheet in the oven. "Wow you're fast," You comment. He glances back at you, "You took too long," He says. "Did I?" You ask, picking him up. "Yes," He answers bluntly. "Sorry... Do you want to see something?" You ask him. "Like what?" He inquires. "Well... It might hurt, but it's nice to reminisce every once in a while." You tell him, carrying him to your room. You sit on the bed, taking out a photo album. You hand it to him, letting him go through it. They were mostly pictures of White Town before the disease hit, the festivals, you and your brother.
Law pauses at a picture of you. "Hey, I remember you! You won a polar bear toy for my sister!" He gasps. You raise your eyebrows, "I... I actually kinda remember that..." You murmur. He hums, "She talked about it for two days straight," He murmurs. You chuckle, "That's great to hear," You comment cheerfully. He smiles up at you, a sad smile. "Thank you ___," He says quietly. You ruffle his hair. "Anytime Law," You tell him. Corasan comes into the room, shirtless. You lift your eyebrows slightly, going over the scars briefly.
Law yawns, bringing your attention back to him and you pick him up, "Come on, lets get you to bed," You murmur, carrying him out to the other room. You set him in the hammock and cover him up. "Goodnight mom," He murmurs, closing his eyes. You pause, "Goodnight Law," You whisper, kissing his forehead. You go back your room and close the door. You press your forehead to it. "___? What's wrong?" Corasan asks, coming over. You turn to him, tears threatening your eyes. "He... Called me mom," You murmur.
He pauses, and touches your arm. "Sorry... I... Was just thinking..." You trail off, shaking your head. "___, talk to me," He says softly, tilting your chin up. You look into his eyes for a bit. "I was just thinking if I ever had a... Kid... If he would've been like Law..." You admit, rubbing your neck. He blinks, softening a bit. "Hopefully not as mean," He jokes halfheartedly. That gets a laugh out of you. "I happen to like his mean side, makes him adorable," You huff.
He raises an eyebrow, "Adorable huh? That's an odd way to look at it," He comments. You shrug, "What can I say? I like odd... And the cute, silent types that trip easily," You murmur with soft smile. He grins like a dork and suddenly hugs you, kissing your cheek. "And I like the kind, beautiful, spontaneous types that like to come crashing into bars singing shanties and getting everyone soaked in sake," He chuckles.
You pause, "How do you know about the shanty?" You ask. He shifts, "Mitch," He replies bluntly. "Damn, he talks too much..." You grumble. He smiles, "Come on, let's go to bed," He says, heading to the bed and laying down. He was still shirtless, which made you lift an eyebrow. "I'm... Not that tired," You admit as you crawl into bed beside him. He blinks up at you as you sit cross legged next to him. You pick up his arm, fingers trailing along the scar he had received protecting you. Your fingers trail over each scar on his arm. He watches intently as you trail each scar silently. You reach a slightly fresh one on his abdomen, though it was older than the one on his arm.
"Cora... Who stabbed you?" You ask quietly. He shifts under your touch, "Don't worry about it..." He murmurs. Your flicker eyes to his, and you pull back a bit. "Sorry, I couldn't help it," You say sheepishly. "Are you feeling okay?" He asks, touching your cheek with his knuckle. You blink, at the sudden warmth. Gingerly grabbing his hand, you press your cheek to the back of it.
"___?" He asks. "Hm?" You hum, eyes closed. He's silent for a moment, and you open your eyes as he sits up. "Are you feeling okay?" He murmurs again. You meet his concerned gaze. "Actually, this is the best I've felt in a long time," You admit. He blinks and smiles a bit before he leans forward and kisses your forehead. "I'm glad," He whispers. You touch your forehead to his, much to his surprise. "Can we stay like this?... For a bit?" You ask quietly. He looks into your eyes, and nods slightly.
"Of course," He says as you close your eyes. You could feel the poison spreading, you were aware that your time was almost up. You had a few days left at most. You pull away after a bit and cup his cheeks. "You're so cute!" You gasp randomly. He blinks, "Wha-" You kiss his cheeks, making him blush. You hug his neck, making him fall back onto the bed.
He chuckles after a bit and hugs you back. He rolls to the side with you, kissing your cheek. "You're in a good mood all of a sudden," He comments. "That's because of you Cora, you always cheer me up somehow... Thank you," You murmur, brushing his cheek and giving him another hug. He presses his forehead to yours, "Goodnight ___," He breathes. "Goodnight Corasan," You whisper before softly kissing his cheek.