LawLu - Everyone is born with a spirit animal that leads to your soulmate.
With Flevance burning, Law can’t see the stars.
He knew that the rigid road of the tail above him hadn’t led to anywhere close to Flevance, but not being able to see the path made it harder for him to take each unsteady breath.
What if they burnt with Lami and Flevance. What if they were from the kingdoms that killed my family.
What if they died too, and I’m alone?
(The cart stopped in the afternoon, long after the stars had vanished, and Law spends the rest of the day perched on the edge of a pit of bodies, staring at the sky. Waiting for the sun to set.
Wondering how many stars will be gone.)
(His stars are still there, when the moon rises; Law can see the curly tip of the animal’s tail, the way the path to his soulmate points awayawayaway from him.
I’m alive, he thinks, and then looks at the bodies in the pit at his feet, the moon and the dark washing over and smoothing out the white spots.
He gets up, and wonders if he can walk the path to his soulmate in less than three years.
Nami leaned against the bannister, arms crossed over her chest, and didn’t glance down at the small creature next to her. “You know, for someone who’s meant to support Luffy, you’re kind of an asshole.”
“He deserves it,” huffed the sleek snow leopard. His tail curled over his tiny feet, claws scritching groves into the wood below as he kneaded the bannister of the Sunny. “Besides, his soulmate is worse.”
Nami’s eyes narrowed. The leopard licked his paw, nonchalant, and then his ears flicked forwards, his body leaning against the wind, eyes tracking Luffy. “Are you naturally this ignorant, or have you had to work hard at it?” he called, and Luffy stepped away from the mermaid, latching his hands behind his back.
“We’re close, aren’t we,” said Nami, and the leopard heaved an annoyed, uncomfortable sigh.
“I am…unused to this particular sense of anticipation.”
“Anticipation?” Nami questioned, clearly disbelieving, and the leopard grimaced.
“Dread,” he drawled. “His arrival is not…celebrated.”
Nami’s expression fouled further, and the leopard took a moment to glance up at her, then smiled. “How would you react if you had a monkey clambering over you, demanding your dreams and your life and your attention?” he asked, and Nami’s distaste flickered into a more personal understanding. The leopard laughed, then turned back to Luffy.
“You’ll see,” he said, and then jumped off the bannister, the height little trouble to his admittedly tiny size. “They’re not perfect, but. They will work. And he needs this. Just…give my soul a break sometimes, would you? You at least got to build up a tolerance for idiocy. My soul…hm, not so much.”
“I don’t think it’s possible to build a tolerance to Luffy,” Nami called as the leopard sauntered off, and was given deep laughter in return.
She lifted her gaze to her captain, so close to the mermaid that she was leaning away from Luffy, and felt her lips tug into a smile.
Well, she thought, even if not tolerance, maybe a little bit of fondness.
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