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Please enjoy my One Piece: Zoro x Nami fanfic! XD


Nami walked into the infirmary, the building silent and dark. She closed the door, turning the knob to silently close it so as to not wake the men resting peacefully. She turned, leaning against the door, and watched the men sleep. Her crew mates, her Nakama. Nami sighed, smiling to herself. Nami was beautiful. She knew it and made sure everyone else did. She had bright orange hair that was too short to touch her shoulders. Her dark red eyes often looked black, especially in the dark room. Her face was cat like, especially when it came to money or gold. She was tall and skinny.

The four boys lying on the beds were fast asleep and sprawled all over their beds. Luffy, her captain, was laying on his stomach and had his arms and legs spread out and hanging off the bed. His black hair was tangled and sprawled over his face, hiding the top half of his face. On the bed post hung his treasure, his straw hat. Luffy had saved her, had defeated Arlong without hesitation. He had said that she was his navigator and friend. She was.

In the bed to Luffy's bed left was Sanji, the newest crew member and cook, was sleeping with his torso hanging off the bed. His blond hair covered half his face, leaving the other side to naked. Nami could see his curly eyebrow and closed eye in the full moon night. He had promised to love her and protect, even at the cost of his own life. He had saved her too.

In the last bed to the left, lay Usopp, the crews marksman. His tanned skin glowed in the moon light. Nami couldn't see his face, though it was unmistakable. His long nose, perfectly round eyes with eye lashes and brows, and rectangular shaped face were all unmistakable. She could see his long curly black hair. Usopp, like Luffy, was laying on his stomach, except, he had his bottom hanging up in the air as he snored with the rest of the boys. Usopp had tried to save her, even though he was afraid of the fishmen. He even proved her innocence in his supposed murder.

Nami then looked at the last bed, the one directly in front of her. Zoro laid on his back, his arms spread out like Luffy's, his sword leaning against the bed beside him. He was snoring loudly as well. His short green hair was messy, like always and his face completely relaxed. His torso was covered wrapped up in bandages from the cuts he had received back at the Baratie as well as back at Arlong Park. Usopp had told her it was because he went up against the world's strongest swordsman, "Hawk-eyes" Mihawk. Zoro lost and badly. Two of his three precious swords were broken. Good thing Johnny and Yosaku lent him their swords.

Nami moved away from the door and moved to Zoro. Zoro didn't have a reason to save her, except because their captain ordered it. He might haven even opted to leave her be. Yet, he still tried his hardest to save her, though she didn't know why. Was it possible that, in the few adventures that they had together, that he had considered her a friend too, just like the rest of them, but hadn't told them? Hadn't told her? She pondered this as she stared down at him. Zoro was a mystery to her.

Nami stood there for a long while, watching the green haired swordsman sleep. Then, she reached out slowly, hesitantly, to lightly touch his bandaged torso. Zoro flinched immediately, his stomach muscles tensing under her fingers and his snoring stopped. Nami froze, wondering if she had woken him up or if he had just flinched at the pain. It would be like Zoro to wake up this easily, even if he looked like he was in a deep sleep. Zoro may sleep a lot, but he was always on guard, especially around her. But then, she had touched a very sensitive spot, no matter how lightly she had done it. He could just be reacting to her touch in his sleep.

As if to prove her right, Zoro continued to snore loudly. She sighed and then looked down at his face. His relaxed expression hadn't changed at all, which reassured her that he was still asleep.

A new smile spread across Nami's face as she turned back to his torso. Dr. Nako had wrapped the bandages around him so tightly that he could see the muscles on the man's stomach and chest. Nami lightly pressed her palm to his stomach, feeling his hard muscles under it. Nami's heart pounded and her face grew hot as she caressed his stomach through the bandages. She she moved her other hand up to her mouth, feeling her hot skin under it. Why was she blushing? It was just Zoro. He's just a man. He didn't even save her for her (as far as she knew at least). He saved her because Luffy told him to.

Nami suddenly grew angry, with him or herself? She didn't know. So, Nami pulled her hand away and moved back to the door quickly and quietly. She stopped with her hand on the knob before taking one last look at her Nakama. He eyes lingered on Zoro for a few seconds longer than the others, then she turned and left without a second thought, closing the door just as silently as when she came in.

What Nami didn't know was that she had woken Zoro. As soon as she left, the room got quieter, not silent, but quiet enough to tell someone that one of the four men in there had stopped snoring. Zoro had slowly opened his eyes, his arms moving back to his sides and his legs pulling together. Slowly, very slowly and grunting in pain, Zoro sat up and looked at the door. He wondered what that was about, bring his hand up to the back of his head to let his fingers scratch his scalp. He felt a slight pressure on his stomach, right over his healing scar. Zoro had felt a twinge of pain, nothing compared to when he fought Cabaji or Hatchi, but it was enough to wake him up.

He wasn't really sure who it was that had touched him, but he knew it was Nami. He heard her breathing and gasp silently. He didn't see why she had gasped, though, it might have something to do with touching him. Maybe she felt the forming scar and stitches under the bandages and found it shocking that he could deal with such pain by just sleeping it off.

Zoro shrugged, thinking that it wasn't important. They would be leaving in the morning, with or without her. If she came, that would be great. Luffy needed a navigator. They would be lost with in an hour without her. But then, how could they trust Nami? She was, after all, a thief. A thief that steals from pirates. How would they know whether or not she would try to run off with the Going Merry and the treasure inside again? Where would she go? Cocoyashi Village was always an option, but that was too obvious, if they ever got there. He didn't trust her, that was for sure. But they needed her, whether he liked it or not.

Zoro lied back down, his eye lids getting heavy again. It didn't take long for the swordsman fall asleep. In couple of rooms down the hall, the orange haired navigator was already fast asleep too.