KONA'S POV
Trafalgar looked pretty annoyed at me. Like he was going to bite my head off for disturbing his peace, however, he didn't move so neither did I. After all I was, for some reason, part of his crew now so he wouldn't hurt me....right?
"H-hi ca..."
"What do you want?" He snapped at me before I could finish my VERY polite intro. I contained myself, not to show a hint of annoyance.
"Nothing...I was just on my way back to my quarters. It was really energetic in the rec room and I haven't had such ex..."
"So why are you here annoying me?" he snapped again.
I started to get a little annoyed. I do him the honor of gracing him with so many of my words and he just interrupts me?!?!
I swallowed my rage into the pit of my stomach and answer.
"Oh. I just thought I'd say hello...and see what you're doing here...alone...in the cafeteria..." I say trying my best not to sound too snarky.
He reverted back to the things on the table "nosey aren't you"
"...just curious"
"Same thing-"
"NO"
I snapped at him way too fast causing him to glare daggers at me. It's the second time I've said "no" to him and it seems he's not very fond of the duo.
"...I mean nosey is being too curious constantly to the point that others go out of thier way to avoid that person...curious is just trying to understand something that you come across" I explain and then I decide to mumble
"I thought someone like you would know the difference"
Uh-oh he heard that and he was not happy.
At this point I said screw it to being civil and kind...if he wanted to kick me out the crew I would let him.
"And who would someone like me be?" He asked with the authority of a king.
"Smart... I guess I had the wrong idea about you then. my apologies captain" I say and roll my eyes.
"I don't like your tone" he gritted his teeth.
"Yeah thats kinda the whole point. Good job keeping up Captain" I say back with the same tone.
He looks like he is about to yell or launch at me but he stands his ground and sighs heavily.
"I didn't know I adopted a toddler to the crew" he says quietly.
"Daddy?!?"
That was the last straw for him because he slammed his hand down on the metal table and said
" if you MOST know I'm just cleaning my operation tools. I just have one more surgery to do and all the crew will have been treated" he says.
I look at him again and I see how exhausted he is. He most not be sleeping alot even with the supplies they got a week ago. I almost felt sorry for him but than he turned to me and I could literally see the light bulb flick in his head and he smirked.
"You did say you were a...nurse back at that lab right?" He said. I could tell he didn't fully believe my story when I first came on the submarine and he was testing me....Shit.
"Yes" I said with no hesitance and with confidence even though I was freaking out inside.
Shit shit SHIT why did I have to say that?!?
I'm very good at picking things up quickly, I'm good at reading people and their body language, I can fight well and I excel in causing cause and effect events. But I suck at anything doing with the medical field...for some reason whenever I try to wrap my head around it I zone out and I end up retaining nothing.
"Good. meet me in the operating room in five mintues...I'll have you help with my final patient" he says turning to his tools.
"...fine where is it?" I ask.
Trafalgar turns to me and smirks a snarky smirk
"oh I thought someone like you would be able to figure out that much..."
Damn Trafalgar
Time skip: down in the operating room
I was able to find the operating room pretty easily but his pure sarcasm made me mad to the point I could feel my blood boil. But that really wasn't on my mind as I was standing in a dark room with only one light over an unconscious body covered with a thin blanket as my captain prepared for surgery I must say I admit I was freaking out.
I have never been on this side of the operating table before and it looked completely different...but I could still remember being there. The coldness of the operating table. The feeling of emptiness as someone pulled your skin back, off your body and then extremely cold hands would mess with your extremely hot body and it felt like you were going to explode from the inside out.
I've been the subject of 14 surgeries under Doctor Hux and I had been awake for each one. . I stopped blacking out after the 5th one and I stopped screaming after the 8th one. And Not a single one I cried during nor had my eyes open, which had come back to bite me because still whenever I close my eyes I subconsciously reenact him rearranging me.
As I stared at the body before me I couldn't help but wonder if he was awake, cursing us out for what we were about to do to him.
Trafalgar was finally done setting up and he walked next to the body with a rolling cart that had monitors and a balloon thing attached to it. He took a tube off it and gently placed it in the person's mouth and they subconsciously breathed air out of the tube.
...if he wasn't asleep before,he is now. Hopefully he dreams peacefully.
An hour into surgery
Trafalgar hasn't asked me to do anything at all yet. In fact I think he had forgotten I was there. I didn't mind though. The less I did the more of a chance this person had to survive.
To say I was having a good time was not true either. Whenever Trafalgar made a cut or messed with organs or something I could physically feel it happening to myself in high definition.I didn't show it however, the last thing I wanted to show to a doctor was that I empathized with a lab rat.
I tried to find something to distract myself from the body and my eyes ended up examining Trafalgar while he worked.
He looked almost peaceful while working. Like this was nostalgic to him or it brought back memories of a simpler time. He also handled the surgery the gentlest I have ever seen a doctor take it (which isn't saying much). He didn't make any unnecessary moves. like he wasn't trying to hurt the body but just help it. This is the first time I've witnessed a surgery like this. I didn't know something that could save a life and just as quickly end a life could look so beautiful.
Not only did he look peaceful and gently but I dare say his best features also shined through when he worked. His gray eyes appeared to changed completely to gold due to the lighting of the room. When he handled a tool he gripped it enough that his veins were defined on his muscular, tatted arms and his sweat gave him a glowing feature to his hair and face...wait sweat? Aren't I suppose to do something ab-.
"Kona-ya!" he whisper yelled at me. "You've been just standing there for an hour, will you at least deal with my sweat!" He says annoyed.
"Oh yeah ok" I said mentally slapping myself. Even this I struggle to understand. I grab a rag and unexpertly dragged it across his forehead.
"HEY NOT SO HARD" he whisper yells again.
"S-sorry" I say a little panicked. I pull away and set the rag down feeling completely defeated and useless at this point.
I really am good at nothing but being a rat. Ha
TIME SKIP: AFTER SURGERY (ROUGHLY 2 HOURS AFTER START OF SURGERY)
"Well some nurse you are" said Trafalgar sarcastically. I stayed silent, helping clean up blood up. (If theres one thing I could help with is the cleaning of blood).
"Were you even checking vitals or monitoring his condition?!"
"Yes I was!" No I wasn't. Atleast not in the way he wanted. I could feel the pulse and because I could almost feel everything that was happening to the body I knew nothing was wrong.
Trafalgar sighed and looked at me "you barely did anything useful at all...are you sure you're not a bed-side nurse" he asks.
There are different types of nurses??
"YES! Thats exactly what I am" I then mentally kicked myself again remembering what I said a week ago.
"Mm funny...I thought you said you were a nurse for a surgeon" he said.
I quickly came up with a lie that sounded believable. "...Its more complicated than that. I do work for him but he assigned me to bedside manner.." I say.
"...yeah your snarky comments really seemed to be good for bed side manner" he said but he didn't question further. I still however felt like I owed him an apology.
"...sorry for not telling you sooner...talking about what happened at that place is...tough." I said as sincerely as a lying bitch could.
"Yeah I bet there's alot you're deciding to tell me later than sooner" he snapped.
"N-"
"Listen. You have been annoying me since the first time you came on my ship. I let you in because I thought you could be useful but clearly you're not so you're on thin ice" he said almost as if he hated me.
He was about to walk out the room but he stopped and said
"and the next time you get curious make sure you're prepared to tell the truth and not tell me a bunch of lies"
As he slammed the door and I was left alone staring at the now empty surgical table, I discovered a feeling that I haven't ever felt before. Guilt.
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Authors note:
Wooow. I don't know what to say down here because I've already said I'm sorry for being away for so long. I don't like writing "update chapters" because I feel it takes away from the story so I'll just say it here. THANK YOU FOR THE ALMOST 300 HUNDRED VIEWS ON THIS STORY AND LIKING THE STORY ENOUGH TO SAVE IT. Thank you again!
Next chapter:SEPARATE FROM ME
They will be at the fishman island and Kona gets a proper outfit...but with a twist!