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[Law was going through his normal morning routine, or at least his normal routine ever since he's been stuck here. He woke up somewhere around 6, crawled out of bed, changed into some running gear and made himself a light breakfast. By the time he was done with that it was 7:30 -- later than he would have liked, but he was having trouble getting moving this morning -- so he grabbed a bottle of water, shoved his phone in his pocket and went for a run. He was back at the apartment by 8:30 and by 9 he was in the shower.

By 9:30 he was out of the shower, drying off, and getting dressed. Definitely late start to the day. He usually tried to get to his office before 9, but he didn't have anyone coming in until at least noon so it wouldn't be too bad. Probably.]

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[Kyoko does the complete opposite by taking another step forward, looking indignant.]

You can get dressed and talk at the same time, y'know!

[As he just proved by zipping up his pants!]

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No, I said get out! You can't just barge into someone's room like that!

[AND SERIOUSLY WHERE IS HIS SHIRT??

By now he's turned his back, revealing another tattoo as he flips up all his pillows and checks under his blankets for his missing clothing. I mean, he could just get another shirt, but he wanted to wear that shirt!!]

'Course I can. I go in Czes' room all the time, y'know.

[Czes would complain about it too, of course. He had managed to train her to at least knock to announce her presence first, though not quite enough to wait for his approval. Law, who had barged in on and uprooted her life without her approval, doesn't seem as though he deserves that sort of warning.

She pushes the door shut behind her in response to his complaints and stomps over to where he is. What a weird tattoo. She reaches out to touch it with her index finger, trying to trace the circular part.

On a second look, the design seems more goofy than weird.]

That doesn't mean you should. Now open the door and get out.

[Still looking for that shirt though ugh where did he put it this is stupid. Whatever, you know what fine he'll just get another shirt. He'll probably find the one he's looking for now tomorrow and he'll swear about it later and --

...

Law turns around just as she's reaching out to touch his tattoo and he glares, swatting her hand away.]

What the hell do you think you're doing?

[Kyoko shrugs, crossing her arms once more.]

Trying to talk to you.

[She offers him a blank stare, as though to ask why he needed her to tell him that.]

If you'd shut up and listen, I'd be able to leave sooner, y'know.

[But there's no way that she's waiting until he gets back to have her complaints dealt with again and listening to him whine about how she could've dealt with it herself.]

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[He is so done with this girl in every capacity why is this his life now what did he do to deserve this child

He bites back a growl, moving to his closet and yanking out a different shirt.]

What could possibly be so important that you had to slam my door open while I was in the middle of getting dressed?

[There's another indignant little huff. Kyoko wonders to herself if, when she was old, she would also have all of her minimal attention taken up by the act of zipping up her pants. It makes her glad that she won't have to get old to find out.]

You took the last of the pork buns! Again!

[She heaves out a sigh, as full of petulant anger as ever.]

And you left the fridge empty! Again! After you promised not to!

[Though promise might be too strong of a word, the implication was certainly strong enough for her to have taken it as a guarantee.]

[She throws out old like he's ancient. HE'S ONLY 26 KYOKO THAT ISN'T OLD!!

Law just... slowly... looks at her. He has lost control of his life. This stupid girl has barged into his room to tell him that he ate the last of the pork buns and that the fridge was empty.

How was this so important that it couldn't wait the thirty seconds it would have taken him to finish getting dressed? Why did this require immediate attention? What is going on in this child's head?]

I said I'd go shopping today. Last time I checked not only is it still today, but it's only been today for about 9 hours.

[She looks suspicious, but not quite enough to argue.]

I'm hungry now, y'know...

[Which is the real problem, really. Kyoko tries to distract herself from her growing hunger pains by taking the time to examine his room. It was the one thing she had yet to bother doing. She ducks down, peeking under the bed expectantly. When she doesn't find anything, she flops down on his bed and rolls onto her stomach, folding her arms in front of her and resting her chin on them.]

There's nothing in the cabinets either.

[Unfortunately for Kyoko there is nothing exciting in his room. There's his bed, a couple of nightstands, a dresser, a desk with a laptop, a few scattered books and that is literally it. Other than clothes, the laptop, and the books (he's been doing a lot of reading lately) there really is nothing of note.

He sighs, finally pulling on his shirt.]

I don't have to be at the office until about noon, so if you want to come with me to get some food you're welcome to.

[Kyoko perks up at the offer. It seems that she hadn't expected him to give in so easily, or in such a way, but Law has a car and she might not have to walk much...]

Really?

[She sits up, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed, all of her anger melting away. She even forgets to press him about how boring his room is, though the information is filed away for later.]

S-sure! Let's go!

[Except.. He'll probably just yell at her to get dressed first. Kyoko grabs the edge of her shirt, leaning forward as she starts to tug it off in order to fix that problem before it can come up.]

[It was the easiest way to get her off his back and he's since learned that there are some things that just aren't worth fighting about with Kyoko. He'll take her to a restaurant, get her some food to shut her up, and go on with his day. It's not that big of a deal anyway and --

She's taking her shirt off.

nnNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOPE.

Law immediately shoves her off his bed and steers her to the door.]

Get changed in your own room damn it!

[There's a yelp, followed by an unhappy grumble as he pushes her around.]

You've seen me without a shirt before.

[Then again, he had yelled at her about it then too. Something about boys that she hadn't really paid much mind to. She supposes it might be weird with others, but Law was just like Czes. He was more like an annoying brother than a boy, so she doesn't think he counts.]

I didn't want to see it then either!

[CONTINUES SHOVING TBH.

He gets her out past his door and points down the hall to her room.]

Go get changed and then we'll go. The more you argue with me the less time we have for food so get moving!

Oi! Don't shove!

[She looks like she wants to argue with him more, but her rumbling belly is more important. So while she puffs up her cheeks in annoyance, she fixes her shirt and does as she's told. It won't take her long to get dressed, and even less time to start pestering him again.]

[Once Kyoko's dressed and ready to go Law takes her to a quaint little restaurant only a few blocks away. It's a small, family-owned cafe that serves a variety of sandwiches and which specializes in sweets and pastries. Honestly if he didn't take her somewhere that she could get cake he'd probably get nagged about that too. Sometimes it's just easier to cut a potential problem off at the pass.

Once they're both sitting down with food, pastries, and drinks he asks the question he almost certainly should not ask, but does anyway:]

Better?

[Kyoko considers his question through a mouthful of cake. The sweets have already done quite a bit to improve her mood. It's a childish trait that she never quite shed.]

Hmm... I guess I can let you off the hook for now, y'know.

[He had told her she could get whatever she wanted, after all. In the interest of making sure he doesn't get too comfortable, she tries to sound stern, but those efforts don't last long,]

But you still gotta go shopping later... Ah, I want more pudding too. And cookies.

[SIIIIIGH.]

I'll go after I leave the office, but I won't be getting out of there until after dinner so you'll have to fend for yourself until then.

[There's an unhappy little grumble at that.]

... Don't forget the ramen bowls this time, either.

[There's a little emphasis on the word forget, as though it were done intentionally in the past. In fact, she's not sure that it wasn't. No matter how many times she told him that it didn't matter how she ate, he always fussed over her eating habits.]

You really don't need them. You have too much sugar and sodium in your diet as it is.

[Law sort of kind of maybe (definitely) "forgot" to pick them up a few times. Her eating habits drove him nuts. If she was a normal person he's certain she would be in a diabetic coma by now.]

[There's another huff, and Kyoko takes a big bite of cake as she glares at him from across the table.]

I don't have to worry about stuff like that, y'know. Every time you check everything's fine, right? And I want 'em.

[Even though he's pricked her about a dozen times trying to find something wrong.]

[BECAUSE THERE HAS TO BE AFTER EATING ALL THAT SHIT, LIKE MAN WHAT IS EVEN.

Another sigh. It's just... it's just not worth it. It's totally not because he's spoiling her or anything. It's just easier. That's all.]

Fine. I'll pick up some, but that's it until next week unless you buy your own.

Mm... Alright, fine.

[It occurs to her that she's had this conversation once or twice with Czes before too. He always fussed about her diet, but it was rare for him to relent so easily. Actually, Law was way softer, enough that she was sure Czes would yell at him the same way he sometimes did Maiza.

Kyoko chuckles, unable to keep from smiling at the thought of her ten-year-old little brother yelling at a pirate, and the fact that somebody who was a pirate was so soft hearted.]

[Law's actually surprised she doesn't push back after that. Usually she does. Usually there's a bunch of whining and grumbling about how "it's not fair" and "it's his fault she's here anyway so he should get her what she wants!!!" and it lasts for at least five minutes if he's lucky.

The sudden relenting and the chuckle both surprise him.]

What's so funny?

[Kyoko shakes her head. It's easier to feign defeat sometimes, and it really is a funny thing to think about.

She considers not telling him, but there seems to be no harm in it. He'll probably get mad about it, but that would be funny too.]

Heh... I was just thinking, y'know, that you sound a lot Czes. He's acts shy around everyone else, but he's always yelling at me about how I eat and how inappropriate I am or whatever.

[There's affection in her voice. That was part of having a family, too, she thinks. She props her elbow on the table, her chin resting on her palm.]

But... Hmm... How do I put it... Somehow, it seems like it's a little different with you.