"___," Law murmurs, waking you slightly.

"Hmm?" You hum sleepily.

"You're sick," He informs you softly.

"Am I dying?" You ask, waking more. He rolls his eyes knowing what you were going to say once he answered.

"No..." He admits.

"Then I'm sure it'll pass... You need something Law?" You yawn, sitting up.

"At least let me bring you some medicine for it... And you have a visitor," He says, glancing back at the door. A familiar face peers in and grins. You smile back.

"Luffy! You're back!" You greet cheerfully. He comes in and sits beside you.

"___! Trafguy says you're sick, were you playing in the water with Smokey again?" He asks.

"Maybe," You admit sheepishly. He chuckles and Law sighs.

"You and that wolf..." He mutters, shaking his head as he strengthens up and stands. "I'll back with medicine for you," He says before walking out. You let out a slight cough once he's gone.

"I'm sorry I'm sick when you finally come back," You tell Luffy.

"It's fine," He assures.

"So, are you gonna tell me about your travels?" You ask. He grins more at that. Luffy tells you about his adventures across the continent, the guardians he say, the people he met. He stops randomly as something occurs to him.

"Oh yeah, do you know what's wrong with your village guardian? He seems a bit down." He comments. You frown now.

"Hell if I know, or care," You snort. He blinks at that and frowns as well.

"But you love that guardian.... What happened while I was gone?" He asks. You show him a scar and tell him about the bandits. His face went from slightly confused to not happy. "Oh.... Did you tell him that?" He inquires.

"I haven't been to the shrine," You reply stubbornly. He frowns.

"Just go look at it," He tells you. "Anyway, got any meat?" He adds lighting up. You chuckle.

"Go ahead," You sigh. With that he goes out. You look down at your sword and sigh before getting up with a cough. You head to the kitchen to find Luffy's rear sticking out of your jerk basket, monkey tail whipping about cheerfully. You chuckle a grab a small bottle, filling it with your new sake. "I'm going out, tell Law I'm bathing so he doesn't worry," You tell Luffy.

"Alright! See ya!" He manages, still eating his jerky. You head out, starting for the shrine. You weren't sure why you were listening to Luffy, but you were. You walk along the path a slight frown, wishing you had brought your sword. Your skin crawled with unease without it. The shrine came into view and pause.

"What..." You breathe speeding up until you stood in front of it. Your favorite flowers covered it, your family emblem marked one of the stones next to the door. Was the tiger paying tribute to your family? You feel a wave of anger but swiftly push it down,taking out the bottle and looking down at it. You set it on the porch. "Don't misunderstand, I'm not giving this to you because I forgive you. I don't owe you a damn thing... I'm putting this her so you can have one last taste of the person you let down," You say loudly, half questioning why were even bothering. You turn to leave and pause when an orange pelt catches your eye. You glance over but see nothing. "Good bye, worthless guardian," You say before heading back home.

"___," Law begins to scold. You roll over, coughing heavily. He stops with a frown. "Please don't go for anymore walks, you're sick as it is," He murmurs, dabbing your skin with damp cloth in an attempt to cool you down.

"Is she gonna be okay?" Luffy asks when your only response is another cough.

"I need more medical plants, I'm running low..." Law tells him.

"Smoker..." You cough.

"Alright! I'll go get them!" Luffy says before swiftly leaving. Law brushes some locks from hair your face, knuckles brushing over your cheek.

"I need to get some things, will you be okay by yourself?" He asks.

"I'm fine," You assure, giving a smile. He nods, rubbing your shoulder briefly before leaving. You roll onto your back, looking up at the ceiling. This is the worst you've ever been sick, and you didn't care. Something catches your ear and you look over and blink as a large tiger peers into the room.

You blink and frown at it. "Go, away," You tell it, rolling over. The tiger gives a huff and comes over to your side. You give it a stern glare. "What!? Are you drunk beast? I said go away!" You growl before coughing heavily, curling up on yourself as your lungs scream for air.

He shifts, and paws at your shoulder gently for you to turn. Annoyed with his persistence, you smack the beast's paw away. "I hate you, leave me alone to die like you did everyone else," You breathe. The tiger blinks and shakes its head, pressing it's forehand to your shoulder. "No, if you want to be forgiven then earn it," You huff. "Now go away," You sigh. The tiger finally listens and leaves you alone. Its not long before Law returns.

"Here. This should bring down your fever," He murmurs, making you sit up and drink from a bowl.

"Ew..." You nearly gag. He chuckles a bit.

"Still? I thought that bottle of sake would help with the taste," He muses. You blink in confusion.

"Bottle?" You echo.

"Yes, the one on the counter," He tells you. You pause.

"The black one?" You inquire. He nods. "It couldn't be, that's..." You trail off. Wait, so you hadn't dreamt it? How else could that bottle have gotten there though? "The farewell bottle I gave the guardian...." You whisper. Law blinks in surprise.

"The bottle you took to the shrine and got sicker to gift?" He questions.

"Heh, that's the one," You admit. He frowns.

"Someone came in here while I was gone?" He asks, looking around warily with his sharp silver eyes.

"I think... It was... The guardian," You admit. He looks back at you in surprise.

"Are you sure?" He inquires.

"I don't know... A tiger came strolling into my room after you left," You say, motioning to the doorway. Law blinks and checks your temperature. "I'm not going crazy...."

"I didn't say that," He assures.

"You were thinking it," You grumble.

"Just lay down and rest, I'll stay by your side until you're well again," He murmurs, making you lay back down.

"Fine," You sigh.

"Sleep well ___," He whispers. With that you are out like a candle.