"Well? Got anything to say?" Kid growls, threateningly. You blink, taking in his features.

"Uh... Which bed is mine?" You ask, looking away to keep from staring to much. Kid's eye twitches.

"Did you just hear me?" He growls.

"I did... Did you want me to shake in fear or plead for you to go easy on me or something?" You ask bluntly. Kid blinks and chuckles.

"You little-" He suddenly swings but you dodge easily. Surprise flashes over his face and he swings at you more. You dodge them, backing up until you trip on the bed falling back. He puts a hand on your chest, other fist raising. "Lets see you dodge this one," He rumbles, making your heart jump in a odd way. His fist starts to come down your mind grasped one words for you to cryy out.

"RAPE!!!" You cry out. Kid freezes, eyes widening and pink dusting his cheeks at the accusation. He pulls back, stepping clear away from you.

"The fuck is wrong with you?" He growls. You sit up on the bed.

"Sorry, it was an instinct," You muse bouncing on the bed a bit. "This is a nice bed... Is it yours?" You ask. He blinks and shifts, deciding to relax for now.

"No it's yours... Look just don't touch any of my stuff," He says, opening the closet that was equally as messy.

"Not even to clean? Because this room is a mess..." You comment bluntly. He scowls at you.

"What are you? A house maid?" He huffs.

"No I'm just saying, what if I wanna girl to sneak in? She'll be more likely to come back if she doesn't have trip over... Socks, shoes, that shirt and.... Are those boxers?" You ask with a point, slightly disgusted. Kid shifts, blushing a bit more from your tone, gritting his teeth and grabbing a bag from his closet.

"Fine! If you want it cleaned up then do it yourself!" He snaps before heading out and slamming the door.

"I wasn't gonna ask permission but that'll do," You muse getting started.

Kid returns a few hours later and the first thing he notices when he comes into his room is the smell. Kid looks around and thinks he's in the wrong room until he spots you fast asleep on your bed. He looks back around at the spotless floor even the desk was organized. He blinks going to the closet opening it. Clean and organized too. Kid looks back at you. He could easily get you for that little stunt you pulled earlier. But when he looks the room again He decides to let it go. He never had someone want to clean his room before besides Killer.

Kid looks down at you then shrugs getting his laptop out of his drawer and pausing seeing even his drawers were organized. "The guy's a clean freak..." He mutters sitting on his bed and turning on his laptop. He sighs finding an email from Hawkins.

The thief is closer to you then you think.

Kid scowls, that wasn't helpful. He lifts his gaze upwards remembering her face. He blushes lightly, she was cute athletic and brave. Kid hadn't realized that bag she carried was his until his gang came around the corner. Idiots. She was like a ghost, no one knew who she was or where she came from. He sighs typing a reply to Hawkins briskly. He puts his laptop back before laying down and turning out the light.

You woke up to the bell ringing. Both you and Kid sit up sleepily. You look at each other. "Shit," You both grumble getting up and swiftly changing with your backs turned to each other. You grab your schedule looking it over. "What the fuck... Why do I have soccer first thing in the morning?" You grumble.

"Just skip it you're already late," Kid says as you turn back around to see him shirtless looking through the drawers. "Where are my- oh," He murmurs taking out a shirt. "Did you wash my clothes too?" He huffs slipping it on.

"Yeah they smelt funny," You reply, "I gave you that basket for your dirty clothes," You point laying back on your bed again. He looks over at it.

"Alright..." He murmurs pulling on his shirt. Of course you took that opportunity to check him out. Those pale rippling muscles made your fingers twitch. You look at the wall swiftly blushing after imagining leaving claw marks on his torso.

'What the hell ____!?' You mentally scold. Kid finishes getting dressed.

"The hell are you all red for?" He snorts. "If you're getting sick go to the fucking infirmary." Kid scolds.

"I will..." You manage not looking at him. Kid arches a brow but shrugs.

"Whatever... You're an odd guy." He grunts starting for the door. You peek at his back just before he goes out. As soon as he is out you grab your cellphone.

'___!? You okay?' Usopp answers.

"I'm fine. Guess who my roommate is!" You chime.

'Oh god who?' He gasps.

"You know that guy I came here to hide from?" You muse. You hear him faint and hot the floor.

'Who we are talking about?' Nami asks taking it up.

"My roommate."

'Which is who?'

"Eustass Kid." You hum. There's another thud and someone else picks up the phone.

'___-ya what are you saying that is knocking out your gang?'

"Law! How could you?"

'What?'

"That kiss didn't give me good luck at all!" You huff. You could just see him blush.

'W-What happened?'

"My roommate is Eustass Kid." You breathe. There's a long pause and you hear him sigh.

'Shall we get you out?' He inquires.

"No... I wanna stay a bit." You hum thoughtfully.

'Why?'

"This is a perfect opportunity to find his weaknesses. Keep your enemies close and all that jazz." You smirk.

'Are you sure about that?' He asks.

"Yeah, it'll be fine. Trust me when this is over Kid's gang will be on the chopping block."