3

3 years had passed since you were that child who joined the Kid Pirates' ranks. You learned to fight with your devil fruit and even tame the clouds. But you didn't use your ability too much; it was more for defense and last resort. But you were taught duel wielding with spears. Well, you taught yourself. Your strength developed and was now equal to Killer's. Kid was still his hotheaded self at the age of 26. But you can't be so critical because you still act like a child sometimes. Like that one time where you pushed Kid over board and jumped with him, getting really grumpy when you don't have naps or get a goodnight's sleep, having sissy fights with Kid when he's being a bitch. Those kinds of things. It was a close relationship you two had.

"Kiiiiiiiid!" You groaned while hanging off the side of the boat.

"What?"

"I need help!"

"Why?"

"I'm stuck!"

"Where are you?"

"Uhh...don't make fun of me!"

"Tell me where you are!"

"Side of the boat..."

"Which side?"

"Leeeeeeft." You heard footsteps stomp towards you.

"Where? I don't see you!"

You stuck your head out of the indent. "Hey! Hi! Uh, I may have fallen down and maybe broke a bone also maybe the ship is a little damaged and I'm totally not bleeding out..!"

"HOW?!"

"I saw something shiny in the water and leaned over too far!"

You heard a smack. Most likely a face palm. "I'm leaving you there."

"Wait! I think it's my rib!"

"HOW?!"

"Bring me up and I'll tell you!"

"GODDAMMIT!" Metal scraps lowered down to you with a small platform . You moved over and laid down on it. Kid pulled you up. "HOW DO YOU DO THIS?!"

"I don't know..."

"You're still a child...I have to be constantly watching you!"

"No you don't!"

"Yes I do! Or else shit like this happens and you could die!"

"I don't care if I die, Kid! You know that!"

"You're so frustrating!"

"I know I am! I'm loosing too much blood right now. Can we please talk about this after I pass out?"

"Wait wh-" Was all you heard before you closed your eyes and drifted off. "Damn brat! Get her to the infirmary and a medic to tend to the wound!" Kid ordered. His men saluted and followed orders. They ran off with y/n down the hall and placed her onto a bed. The piercing of wood was removed along with the numerous splinters. The wound was covered and they a thick layer of bandages around her upper stomach to correct the broken rib.

Kid walked in once they said that she was all set. You were still asleep. Your shirt had to be cut open, leaving your chest open for anyone. But the bra kept you from nudity. Along with your shorts, those were still on. Kid pulled a chair up and sat at your bedside.