One
It was around midnight when Robin heard the floorboards of the deck creak under a weight, at first she thought it was Franky, with how heavy the feet sounded. Each step echoed in the night, like a steady drum. They were pacing back and forth, right in front of her door. The steady drum soon infuriated her, it's monotonous rhythm, and the heavy breathing outside soon turned her anger into pure terror. She looked over at Nami, who was awake as well. She was staring at her, slightly groggy, but, alarmed enough to register the situation. The silhouette of the figure was tall, taller than the door, and all that Robin and Nami could make out was a chest and a jacket. When the figure crouched down to look into the window, Robin could see a faint outline of slicked back hair, and the jacket's puffy, wool liner.
'Can't be is that ?' She thought, looking at Nami, who had also figured it out. Her tempo was already in her hand, she was slowly leaning out of bed, silently placing one foot on the floorboards as silently as she could. The silk sheets made a soft sound that the man heard perfectly, almost instantly, he left. His footsteps trailing off, Robin and Nami both searched outside the door, carefully, making sure he was gone. The man had left, like a ghost of the night, no trace of him. If Nami and Robin had not known any better, they would have claimed that they saw a ghost. They could not sleep, afraid that the man would come back outside the door.
Morning was too slow to come, Nami had finally drifted off to sleep, and Robin was nodding off when the footsteps returned. This time, faster. Robin opened her mouth, her door flung open and the man's jacket wrapped around her, his chest blocking her mouth, his chin keeping her head locked. As quickly as he had entered, he left. Nami was jerked awake, only to see Robin gone. She called out to her, the door was closed.
'I thought I heard a door slam was it Robin? Why would she slam the door in the dead of night? Is she okay? Did she go outside?' Nami's mind flooded with thoughts as she got out of bed and looked outside, she searched around the deck for her, peeped into the rooms. Finally, after seeing no signs of her, she woke Zoro and Sanji.
Sanji groaned, yawning, rubbing his eyes. "N-Nami? Nami-Chwan, oh what's with the long face?" Nami woke Zoro. At first he was unresponsive, then, he frowned and turned over, his back facing her.
"Wake up!" Nami kicked his back, forcing him over the side of his bed, Usopp gasped, awakened by the loud thud. "Huh? Zoro, why are you on the floor?"
"She kicked me!" Zoro barked, in an awkward position. He was stuck between the wall and the bed.
"Nami, what's wrong?" Sanji never liked to see Nami like this, he could always tell when something was wrong with her, she just gave an aura of grief or sorrow so noticeable when her smile was gone.
"I can't find Robin " She explained, quickly.
"Huh?" Usopp coughed out.
"What?" Zoro growled. " How? What happened?"
"No, not Robin-Chan!" Sanji moaned.
"T-there was a m-man outside our window, he stayed there for a while, then he left. Me and Robin fell asleep, and when I w-woke up to a slam of a door s-she was gone! I've checked everywhere." Nami stuttered.
Zoro and Sanji both stood up, simultaneously, like guardian angels, they were prepared to fight for Robin.
"Anything else we should know about this man?" Sanji and Zoro growled.
(Well, that ends Chapter One, how do you like it? Should I continue?)