A Sweet Taste

My first OP fanfiction and a smutty one as well.

Pairing is going to be SanjixNami simply because those two need more love. Set somewhere after Thriller Bark, but before Duval.

Enjoy.

A Sweet Taste

1. Like Lighting

This small, yet somehow intensively crowded, island had been a simple and probably unnecessary stop during their current journey. Nothing too eventful and definitely not the treasure-magnet it somehow turned out be.

How exactly things had become interesting and at the same time also profitable was still particularly unclear to Nami. She just saw the Berries literally laying around in the next corner and the thought alone could drive her into a state of pure bliss and satisfaction. If only she had a grip on all that money already. It was there, of that she was certain. Indeed, she could smell the sensational aroma within her reach.

The crew had been having the greatest time since leaving the valley of certain doom and death, otherwise known as Thriller Bark, and made it almost too easy to not be the centre of attraction – a fact which could have made Nami use her joyfully sadistic and simultaneously thoughtful voice of reason. But her thoughts were still preoccupied. With money.

What was it the fisherman had said earlier? A treasure so big, so precious, and so valuable lay hidden within the sacred walls of this little seaside tavern that every goddamn single soul on this island longed for its possession. Naturally, Nami's pride as both a pirate and a thief called onto that nonexistent, self-made challenge in order to have it, yet in fact, steal it.

Due to her mind-breaking spying techniques and her delicate features she had already been able to gain a certain amount of knowledge and got the first glimpse on her desired item for this evening. The bartender, a clearly simpleminded and not very pleasant looking man in his forties who was living on the edge of unhealthy overweight and lack of hygiene, owned the only existing map to this extremely unnatural treasure – and thus to her dreams. But unfortunately, he kept it hidden.

Luckily, the building had been quite crowded and although the rest of her crewmates were busy pretending to have exciting adventures with mermaids and a grotesque, dancing piece of meat, they were left unnoticed by most of the guests. Only a slight and possibly annoyed glance was thrown at them from time to time. But as the night went on, so did the consumption of alcohol. Tons of beer, mixed with rum, sake and laughter. Everybody was having a great time indeed.

And even though Nami had joined the others in their excessive drinking, her progress in finding the hiding spot had been very little. During a faked trip to the bathroom she had managed to map out the entirety of the small building only to be faced with an even bigger challenge. A lock. And a very good one as well. Damn that owner for keeping HER map in his cooling store.

She was certain the key to her new found dreams could only be in there because during the whole evening nobody else, besides the owner, had entered this room and other than that, why else would he keep it locked with a highly expansive, electronic security system.

'Well', catching her breath in order to plan her next moves and figure out a way to solve her problem, she filled yet another cup with a promising amount of liquid, 'I just need to gain access to the code.'

Easier said than done. She couldn't just ask the bartender directly. And threaten him to tell her the numbers, or even hand her the map straight off, was also impossible if she wanted to stay unnoticed. As time pressed forward, in accompany with her current drinking level, she found herself heading to the bathroom once more, still engulfed in near endless thoughts of gold and jewelry.

A couple caught her attention as she eyed the door and the adjacent lock right next to it. They were busy fumbling and kissing every part of their partners body and seemed surprisingly very natural while doing so, with no care in the world. Almost as if they were not worth looking at when one wanted to enter the cooling store...

'That's it', she thought. And probably the worst, yet very charming and promising idea struck her mind like lighting targeting its prey. With utmost speed she returned to her crewmates, smiling like a mad man, the next cup already filled until no drop of rum could fit into its wooden barriers.

"Sanji-kun, I see you are in need of another drink."