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Chapter 2: party

Disclaimer- umm so last chapter we made a mistake. When Ichiji woke up from his "nap" It was actually in a dream...So half of the fanfic is Ichiji in a dream. Sorry!

Also this chapter it's Law's pov....

Law looks out the window, admiring the autumn leaves spiraling and the swaying branches of the weeping willows. The setting sun shone through the window, enveloping the room in a bright opal orange. It wasn't his favorite color, but he has to admit that the sunset was beautiful. He saw that most of the sunlight shone behind him; he turned to look at the window. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ichiji sleeping behind him, slightly moving every few minutes. The sunlight made his hair shine an amber-like auburn, and his skin only had a few blemishes. He looks really peaceful when he's sleeping. I like this better than the constant scowl on his face. He stared at him for a few minutes and turned back around, his back starting to ache from the position. He didn't know how he felt about the sleeping boy, since he looked at him weird all the time; especially when he's with Luffy.

This is extremely boring. I can't just stare at him the whole time. Shanks was nodding his head, trying to stay awake. Law stared at him in confusion. Does he have narcolepsy or something?

He turned back to Ichiji to see him rustling in his sleep far more than before, which was a bit worrying to Law. "What is going on with him..." he whispered low enough for only him to hear.

Suddenly, the PA system sounded off throughout the classroom. "Shanks, the parent of a student you're holding is here in the office and is  requesting to enter the building." Shanks then picks up the phone connecting to the PA to talk to the main office secretary, Ms. Kalifa.

"Um, what... ok... right now? Alright, he's not moving from where he is anyways." Shanks hung up the phone to turn to Ichiji, then to Law.

Ichiji woke up startled, presumably from the noise. Shanks turns to him, and begins to speak.

"Good mornin' bud. Your dad's here to pick you up. He's comin' up here." As Ichiji looks like his soul's returning to his body, it immediately escapes after the mention of his father. He's still, as if he doesn't know what to do, what to say, or what to think. His eyes are blank; nothing behind them. Why is he reacting like that to his dad? Looks like bad news for him.

Law focuses back on Ichiji, who seems to be mustering up courage to face his dad, whispering a little with an anger-filled grimace fixed on his face. Law's never talked with this guy before today, but the fact that the interaction about to commence seems all too familiar, he can relate to the boy; he knows how he's feeling.

Loud, firm steps echo down the hallway, with one other smaller set following. Ichiji looked as if he'd seen a ghost, but he was trying to hide it. He grabbed his bag and stood up once the footsteps were heard outside the door. The door opens for a man dressed in a black suit to come in and hold the door for another man. This must be his dad's assistant. Why does he have one? Is he that loaded? Law thought in disbelief, seeing that Ichiji doesn't exactly look the part of a rich man's son.

The man that walked in had to duck under the doorframe, and when he stood up straight, he towered over everything, his head brushing the ceiling. He had a large orange cape and a mane of blond hair. Damn, he is intimidating, but this height was unexpected. He had a bone chilling presence in the room; everyone stopped to look at him out of fear or awe.

"Ichiji. I had a talk with you this morning about this kind of behavior. Since I have business to attend to, we'll have this conversation later this evening. Understood?" Judge looked at Ichiji and no one else, as if no one else was in the room.

"Yes, sir." Ichiji mumbled, walking past him. Judge did a stiff 180 as Ichiji walked past him, staying close to him. Law noticed that their relationship looked more professional than personal, and with minimal conversation being made. Shanks also sees the stiffness of the interaction and sighs.