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Anonymous asked: What's KiKi age 8?



i really really keep trying to write baby kidd & killer

-> kiki age 8 is yet another attempt ( i think htis puts it at..... 6 attempts?)

What sets this one apart is that it's also StrawHat heavy. It's the third attempt (one with Bonney, where they go back and forth of ages, and one where Killer is mystery child with Kidd as an adult) but for this one, both Kidd & Killer are 8 year old children.

Long and short, Sanji & Zoro are out doing a grocery run in some nameless town and they encounter two children running from an angry mob; one of them clearly has a devil fruit ( The question is why is a mob after a couple 8 year olds and what happen to Captain Kidd that an 8 year old has his devil fruit - assuming it's the jikijiki no mi and not some other metal effect fruit.

An 8 year old with wild red hair like sun rays and a second boy with unruly blond bangs obscuring his face. A blond with a painful smile and a red head with so much anger in his eyes. )

Having a bad feeling that this *is* Captain Kidd, and seeing the the blond is hurt, Sanji & Zoro hide them from the mob and convince them to come back to the Sunny and let Chopper look them over.

Besides being children, it looks like their memories are also from the age of 8. Kidd doesn't understand what happen to his arm and doesn't have very good control over his fruit. And not only does Killer not know why he keep laughing - he doesn't know who Kidd is yet.

Some darker themes are explored in the possible up bring the boys had, and Sanji find himself bonding with a child who tries to stab him with one of his own kitchen knifes; a child that might have alot more in common with sanji's upbring than he's like. Luffy learns some things about the way they got treated when this small that makes him want to go punching some people, and leaves Kidd pondering over what Luffy thinks a Pirate Captain is.

It's not all doom and gloom, Luffy and Kidd get on like a house on fire and Kidd follows Nami around like a ducking. Killer's trying to copy everything Zoro and Sanji do; Franky gets to bond with little South-Blue bros. Usopp gets to be the brave one and helps Killer with his hair, and Kidd isn't only NOT afraid of Robin's powers, the little shit keeps demanding she 'lend him a hand'

Sanji studied in the knife in the boys hand, the tension in his shoulders. "That's a Tourne Knife" he says finally. "it's for cutting vegetables and decorative garnish. Not for flesh or bone."

There's that head tilt - it's subtle, but Sanji sees it. He saw it in the alley. a part of his wants to stare back - because that's what he's doing. He's trying to stare Sanji down, protected by the fringe of his bangs, and Sanji can feel that in his heart so bad.

Sanji makes a point to look a way, to go back to his prep work. He lets the boy mull over his words, lets him exist unchallenged for a moment. Sanji doesn't know the boy's past, not even Kidd does right now. But there are things about how the boy acts, how he reacts to things that hit too close to home, too close to Sanji's own barely addressed upbringing. He'll come to Sanji on his own time

Sanji glanced over at the blade, the boy's hold on it. the deadly way he held it. He was familiar with knifes as a weapon. but not as a tool.

Sanji wipes his hands and steps away. pointedly doesn't look at the way the blade comes up between them. there;'s a stool in the corner that Chopper uses from tine to tine. Killer's not much taller then their doctor. He pulls it up next to the counter where he's working. "come up here," he invites the kid, "And I'll show you how to do a tourne cut on these carrots."

He works by himself for a while, treating killer like a cat; pretending to ignore him completely and let him approach on his own. he felt more than saw the kid finally climb up next to him, and worked slower, giving the kid a chance to see him peal the vegetable. he worked though the majority of the batch before he held the peeler out, "trade me?"

neither moved fro a long moment, and Sanji was about to rescind the offer then killer tentatively took the peeler from him. Sanji remain where he was, palm open, until killer put the tourne knife handle in his hand.

He takes one of the prepped carrots and takes the tourne knife in hand, "So - a tourne cut ensures root vegetables cook evenly..." he starts to explain, showing the boy the intricate cut.

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"In the kitchen, knifes are tools, but they are also the soul of a chef. and each one has a something it is designed to do. normally, you would never use another chef's tools without asking." Sanji explains as they clean up, carefully washing and drying each knife. Killer has relaxed as they worked quietly side by side; the kid honestly seems pretty happy with the monotonous prep work.

Sanji wondered if maybe he was happy to create something instead of just destroying. He knew he was at that age.

"As long as you use them correctly, and safely," Sanji added, "You can use mine, as long as I'm here supervising. We're on a ship, on the ocean. Accidents happen, and if one does happen in this kitchen, it's my responsibility. Do.. Do you understand?"

Killer was still for a long moment, before he turned to Sanji and nodded slowly.

Nami and Kidd would come in as he and Killer were finishing up. Nami took her seat at the table but Kidd climbed right up the stool with Killer to see what they where doing. Sanji marveled at the fact the skittish boy that he'd been working with throughout the afternoon gone and he raised his arm so Kidd could squeeze in front of him to look into the pot they'd set to boil.

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Luffy suggested that wearing the little cloth mask was a great way for Killer to let the crew know he wasn't feeling good. This way, he didn't have to try and explain it; just put the mask on, and then they would know.

Kidd had immediately argued against it - blurting out Killer /always/ didn't feel good - and now because of Luffy , Killer'd never have to take it off.

It was unnerving, hearing such a statement from a child. Killer had laughed, before abruptly turning heal and trying to run and hid, Kidd right behind him.

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Despite his disdain for Luffy's captain ship, Kidd gets on with him far to well for the general comfort of Luffy's crew. Luffy and Uospp were already a set of pranksters when left unattended, Kidd is 10 times worse, because there is no healthy Usopp level of fear to hold him back from the truly stupid plans

Meaning anytime someone catches Killer solo on the ship, it's an immediate rush to find Luffy and Kidd before one or both of them falls overboard.

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Zoro doesn't really know what to make of the audience of two boys he gets when he does his stretches and katas in the morning. He has no idea what Kidd gets out of watching him - the boy is just as much a bare knuckle brawler now as he is an adult. But the little head tilt on Killer means the boy is defiantly studying him for something.

A few days of it, and even Zoro has to admit, he's curious. he turns to his audience, and asks if they want to learn or something.

Kidd 'tchs' in derision, but pointedly does not look at Killer, effectively hiding the little smile as he clearly wants something to happen. Killer starts to get up, and Zoro frowns at the mask.

"Maybe when you're feeling better," he hedges, gesturing to the cloth. Kidd doesn't turn his head, but he's lazer focusing in on Zoro. Killer touches his face in confusion, tiny hand of the cloth as he mulled it over.

Hesitantly, he pulled the mask off, toying with it in his hands, before holding it to Kidd.

Kidd takes it, sitting up straighter to watch, and tiny little Killer faces off against Zoro; who admittedly, had been wanting a rematch, but this was far past his scope of imagination.

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Killer had dozed off, and Luffy wasn't far off, only still awake because he could hear Kidd thinking.

"You really mean it, don't you," Kidd settled for finally. Luffy looked down to see him looking at Killer's sleeping face - maybe the drool puddle his friend was leaving behind on Luffy's vest.

Kidd is looking at him now, face set in a deep frown. "That's not .." Kidd seemed to rethink his statement, "You're really weird for a pirate captain."

Luffy shrugged. "Is it bad that i am?"

"... No." Kidd says finally. Luffy wrapped him up like he had Killer wrapped up in an arm and he grinned.

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Kidd is sitting in Nami's lap, the two chatting amicably as Nami painted his tiny finger nails hot pink. Killer is watching; they'd already painted his nails and he's holding them put like he's afraid to smudge them, sitting in Robin's lap as she uses her abilities to turn the pages on the book they might be reading together. Her and Killer's nails are a deep royal purple

Killer's head is pillowed in Robin's tits and Sanji really wants to be jealous, but the kid doesn't seem to even notice something is amiss, so Sanji is certainly not going to bring it up. He also doesn't have his mask on, and Sanji can't help but find some happiness for the kid in that.

The chatter dies off as he approaches, Nami resting her chin on Kidd's head as Sanji places the drinks in a flourish. Kidd looks at him like he's an idiot - heathen clearly doesn't know now to treat a lady - and curiously, Killer twists around to look at Robin to see how to respond.

"where is my drink?" Kidd demands, open palm hitting the table next to Nami's drink, fingers still carefully stretched out to not ruin her work. Nami just smirks at Sanji.

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It was finally Zoro who tilted his head to the study the small boy. "You coming or going?"

"Can.. Can I stay?" his voice was small, uncertain. A new thing they where all trying to get used to.

"Of course you can stay," Usopp reassured him.

They'd expected him to keep standing, or maybe sit with Zoro as he found the other first mate an acceptable nap partner. Instead, he climbed into Usopp's lap - with some help from the sniper - and stood on his thighs, watching Nami work from over Usopp's shoulder. After some hesitation on Usopp's part, Killer accepted the sniper's hands casually resting on the back of his calfs to help stablize him even if the boy's sea legs had come in quick enough. In turn, Killer had tucked into him, one hand around Usopp's neck in a half hug, the other under his chin on Usopp's shoulder, watching the the rapt attention a child has when witnessing something fascinating for the first time.