A few days after you are born a package will come in the mail for you. For girls it's a locked pendant, for boys a key. No one really knows where the gifts came from but what they did know is that when they found the key to unlock the pendant the rest of their lives will be truly happy. Soulmates is what the pair was called. 
     What a joke...

     "Oh boy..." Zoro sighs leaning back in his chair. "Did it happen again?" He asks. 
     "Yes! It's so freaking annoying!" You curse with a tick mark. "Its no- 'Hey! How are ya?' Instead it's random guys keying my pendant!" You growl kicking a chair. The greenette shakes his head while Sanji snickers perverted until you toss your backpack at his face. You sit down next to Zoro. 
     "I don't understand why they are acting like crazed idiots." Zoro mutters. 
     "Because they want to get into their soulmate's pants." You reply bluntly. It was an unspoken rule that you may only lose your virginity to your soulmate. That's why the other high school boys were getting desperate and unclassy. Puberty really drove them crazy. Zoro frowns and shakes his head. He no longer carried his key with him since he tried to unlock your pendant. You both had really thought you were soulmates. You had been very disappointed when it didn't work. So you decided to be best friends for now. If neither of you found your soulmate by your thirties you would be together. 
     "You want me to start beating them up?" He asks. 
     "It should be fine now. They can't key a pendant that isn't there!" You chuckle victorious. Zoro smiles a bit at that.
     "___-chwan~! Can I carry your bag?" Sanji gushes.
     "Sanji you can keep my bag. I'm not doing any work today." You hum. 
     "Skipping again?" Zoro guesses as you get up.
     "Yep. See you guys later." You hum before strolling off. Not like you had anyone at home to get mad at you for it. Your parents died in a car wreck a two years back. You were the only child so you took over everything at home. Living all alone. Maybe it was the loneliness that made you keep taking that pendant places. Did happiness really rely on someone else? 
      You frown turning the corner and walking into someone. You blink as a familiar scent met your nose. You blink and scowl meeting the silvery orbs of your enemy. "Trafalgar. Shouldn't you be locked up in your room?" You inquire. He glares back.
      "___-ya. Shouldn't you be watching where you are going?" He shoots back. You grit your teeth. 
      "You're the one that popped up out of no where you fuzzy hat wearing raccoon!" You snap back. He scowls now. 
       "You sure are mouthy as always. Threw away your pendant?" He comments eyes flickering down briefly. 
       ".... That's none of your business!" You huff with a blush. 
       "You sure are defensive ___-ya." He comments with a smirk.
       "You don't wear your key around! Then again you probably think you're too good for whoever has the pendant to it." You scoff. He raises an eyebrow.
       "What's your excuse?" He responds.
       "Why don't you ask the ten guys that keyed my pendant without permission yesterday!" You huff getting annoyed again. "Just a bunch of horny pains in the freaking neck." You snort. Law chuckles in amusement.
        "You sure it was ten and not two?" He comments. Your eye twitches and you glare at him. 
        "The hell are you getting at Trafalgar?" You question. He turns away with a shrug. 
        "Clearly they're only looking at the pendant." He says. Your eye twitches and you trip him as he starts to walk away. He falls face down and you grin with a snicker. He slowly picks himself up off the ground head slowly turning to glare at you. 
         "Oops clearly you weren't looking at where you were going." You chuckle as he gets up. 
         "No class as always, I feel so sorry for the guy with your key." He huffs.
         "And I feel sorry for the girl stuck with your heartless boring self!" You shoot back. He clicks his tongue as you both glare at eachother, turning in different directions. 
         "I hate you." You both growl before stalking off. Running into your rival really didn't improve your mood.
         "Jerk, always so cold and mean. Ugly. Why do all the girls follow him like puppies?" You mutter leaving campus. You and Law never got along, you had met for the first time three years ago. It was a bad relationship from the start. 

*Three years ago* 

    "Get lost!" You snap punching a random guy that keyed your pendant. He staggers back, falling against a table where a teen in a fuzzy white hat sat eating. The table folds under the guy. One of the table ends hitting the fuzzy hat teen's key from around his neck and sending it into the air then into a garbage can. You turn away but the teen swiftly grabs  your wrist.  
        "Excuse me, but go retrieve my key you just sent into the garbage with your barbaric behavior." He growls. 
        "Barbaric?" You echo, eye twitching. He points at the trash can and you click your tongue, turning to the trashcan but it was bein dumped into a garbage truck. You both gaped as it drives off. Tons of guilt and panic hits you then and you share a horrified look. "'Shit!" You gasp running to the street. 
        "Hey, barbarian-ya get on." The teen says, getting on his black and yellow moped. 
       "My name is ___." You tell him getting on behind him.
       "Right, hold on." He breathes, speeding off. You gasp hugging his waist, burying your face in his neck. His cologne was near intoxicating, and he felt so firm. You start to blush feeling your heart speed up. He shifts a bit. "___-ya, I see it, think you can grab it?" He inquires. You blink and look at the garbage truck, seeing the golden chain waving from the pile of garbage. You grimace.
       "Do I have to?" You murmur.
       "It's either this or we get to dig through a landfill." He points out bluntly. 
       "Alright, try to get closer.." You tell him releasing him and getting into a crouch on the back of the moped. He moves closer and you shakily stand up, holding onto his shoulders. You reach out for the chain, leaning forward against his back.
        "Careful." He breathes. Your fingers brush against the garbage. You make a disgusted face and pause as something moves in the garbage. 
        "Uh...." You manage as the grime covered feline glares at you. "Nice kitty?" You squeak. It hisses, snatching up the necklace and key before leaping at your face. You cry out falling off the moped, back scrapping against your back as the cat claws your face before taking off down an alley. 
        "Ow..." You cough rolling to your side.
       "___-ya! Are you okay?" He gasps turning around and riding up to your side as you sit up.
      "Stupid cat!" You yell jumping to your feet and chasing after it. He blinks at your back, skin obviously road burnt under the tears in your shirt. 
      "Sure is resilient..." He comments following after you. 
      You were gaining on the cat swiftly, reaching out and grasping the back of its neck and pulling it back before it was hit by a passing car. The cat yowls and flails angrily in your grip. You take the key, swiftly passing it to the teen before cat attacks your face again.
       "Ah! Stupid fleabag!" You curse. The teen reaches out and takes it. 
       "Easy." He murmurs soothingly. You and the cat pause, the cat relaxing instantly. "Not a cat person are you?" He comments. 
        "Not when they scratch my face and knock me off mopeds and.." You sigh rubbing your temple. "You got your key back, I'm going home.." You murmur turning away. For the second time he grabs your wrist.
       "At least let me take care of your injuries." He breathes. You blink and look at him warily. "I work near here, come on." He says patting the back of the moped as the cat curls up on his lap. You shift and do so without a word as the pain hits you. 
        He drives you to a small clinic getting up holding the cat. "This way." He says leading you in. You follow after him looking around.  
        "Law, I wasn't expecting you to come in today." A beautiful woman in a lab coat comments. 
        "I just need to patch this girl up, are there any shirts I can give her?" He asks strolling past as you follow. 
       "Sure check the closet." She says as he guides you into a small room, setting the cat down before making you sit on the bed. 
       "Remove your shirt." He orders. You shift blushing.
       "Alright..." You mutter awkwardly, removing your shirt rigidly. He frowns briefly before getting something together and coming over, cleaning your wounds. You wince and shift slightly when he starts. 
        "Stop fidgeting.." He murmurs focused.
        "Then stop pressing so hard..." You mutter. He sighs and goes easier. You relax after a while, getting used to the cleansing burn. Once he's done he gets a shirt and hands it to you.
        "Be more careful in the future." He murmurs. Your eye twitches and you pull on the shirt standing up.
        "I'm only like this because of you," You shoot back as he frowns at the shirt. His eyes flick up to yours.
"Correction, if you weren't so violent none of this would've happened." He retort.
      "I'll show you violent!" You growl stepping toward him. He just gives you a look and prods your road burn making you go down. "Ow..."
      "Be sure to clean those to prevent infection." He hums before walking out. You glare after him in pain.
      "I hate that guy.."