Disclaimer: Not my characters. All credits to Eiichiro Oda

My first Multichapter fic

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Chapter 1

Short Zoro POV

She was hurting him. Literally. But he didn't really mind the pain. In fact, he kind of liked the way his back and shoulders burned with scratches and bite marks. Marks that indicate that he was hers.

It was getting annoying, though. He now couldn't train shirtless in front of the rest of the crew. She was getting brave, too, leaving hickeys in places his yukata couldn't hide. But she wasn't the only daring one. He himself had placed his marks on her neck, chest, and stomach the last time they were together. She was so pissed to be forced into wearing a turtleneck sweater the next day, but he heard no complaints. She just scowled at him and flipped her hair.

Zoro smirked at the thought of her being unable to prance around in her bikini top showing her skin to everyone like it's a normal thing to do. He didn't even know why he hated that bikini so much. Maybe it's because he really wasn't the type who shares. He left his marks, and now she's his too, and that means, no one else is allowed to see that much of her bare skin.

He sighed. He was getting possessive, and he didn't even know why.

...

Nami closed the door to the women's quarters. It was her watch tonight, and she had made a promise to meet someone in the crow's nest.

The sea breeze blew her long hair lightly as she walked across the deck; her translucent nightgown fluttered mid-thigh under her coat. She had purposefully dressed up for the swordsman tonight, for a reason she didn't even understand.

One thing, though, was definitely bugging Nami's mind. They were never officially dating. They act as if they've "claimed" each other, but most of the time, it was just sex (which have happened even more often lately). Not even words, and even less cuddling, or kissing, or hugging. Just... Sex. And that actually bothered her. They have been pretty close lately, but she just couldn't figure out why she was feeling this way or doing these things for him.

She climbed the ladder into the crow's nest gingerly, trying to be as quiet as possible. When she finally reached the top, she looked around; and there he was, sprawled out on the floor, waiting.

"You're late," he spoke without opening his eye.

"By like.. Two minutes?" She rolled her eyes, taking off her coat, "I need to make Franky promise not to destroy my things when he's doing whatever he's going to do with Robin."

"Don't worry, he won't," he yawned, still not opening his eye. Nami gave him a questioning look, and as if he could sense her doing so, he continued while smirking, "All of us except Robin already owed you more than is payable. He wouldn't want to increase his debt, would he?"

She knows he was just teasing, but she couldn't help herself from crouching beside him to pinch his cheek.

"Stop that," he pushed her hand away playfully, finally opening up his good eye. He raised an eyebrow as he took her in, "You dressed up."

That wasn't even a question. He actually noticed that she made an effort tonight. Fighting a blush, she rolled her eyes, "Actually, it's just that I look fabulous all the time."

"Not all the time," he gave that playful smirk again, causing Nami's heart to squirm, "like when having sex, you just look horny."

Nami gasped, totally caught out of guard, and threw light punches at him. She was undeniably blushing now. He was teasing her, like he's been doing a lot these days. She remembered in the beginning when there were barely words exchanged between them. At that time, it truly seemed like they were just using each other to fulfill their own needs.

But now, now is different. Now he talks to her, teases her, and even kisses her at times, although he used to avoid the idea of kissing.

Nami didn't even notice she was spacing out when Zoro's mouth came down to meet hers. It was a light kiss, but enough to wake her up from her thoughts. And also enough to make her blush in surprise. See? He kisses her now.

"So?" He asked, and when she blinked, he raised his brows, "Are we going to follow Franky and Robin and get on with it, or should I go back to bed?"

And in a moment, Nami's attitude changed completely. Zoro had made her blush enough that night, and now it's her turn. She smirked mischievously and climbed on top of his sitting figure before crashing her lips into his without warning.

...

Nami felt a hand pinching her left cheek. She tried to swat it away and opened one eye sleepily in attempt to identify the offender, but both her eyes flew open when she realized that the arm was growing out of the wooden floor of the crow's nest. She almost screamed before realizing that it must be Robin. The woman has her way of waking people up.

Before she could register the surprise, the palm of the hand split open to form a pair of lips, and Robin's silky voice flowed out, "Cook-san is coming for you. I'll try to hold him back." And then the arm vanished into flower petals just like that.

Cook..? Nami thought sleepily, fixing her head to a more comfortable position on Zoro's stomach. Ah.. Sanji-kun. Wait... SANJI?!

She stood up immediately and kicked the swordsman's side hard.

"Ouch- what the fuck-?" Zoro cursed, lifting Nami's bra off his face. God knows how it got there.

"Sanji's coming," she huffed impatiently and went to collect the rest of her clothing. She was too tired to put them on after they were done last night, so she just bundled herself up in Zoro's yukata while he went and put on his boxers and both immediately fell asleep.

She put on her night dress and panties while Zoro slipped into his pants and boots. Nami barely had time to drape her coat over her shoulders and pretend to be asleep on the benches when she heard footsteps on the ladder and yellow hair emerged.

Zoro had grabbed his weights in a hurry, pretending to be working out. And that was when he noticed he was sitting on Nami's bra. He quickly stuffed it inside his haramaki in panic.

"NAMI-SWAAAAAAAANNNN~~"

Nami flinched, but continued to pretend to be sleeping. She couldn't get up now that she wasn't wearing her bra. She just hoped Zoro found it first and hid it somewhere safe.

"Shut up, shitty cook. She's tired. Let her sleep," came Zoro's voice, still slightly hoarse from sleeping.

Nami felt a sudden wild urge to blush. She remembered him saying her name with a similar hoarseness last night, and although she would never admit it, she was dying to hear it again.

"You shut up, marimo. You just want her to continue sleeping so you could watch her sleep, you pervert," Sanji scolded.

The clanging of metal stopped when Zoro put down his weights and reached for his swords. "Who are you calling pervert, huh, pervert?" he snarled, lounging for the cook, who took a puff from his cigarette and lifted a leg to defend himself.

Nami shifted and grunted on purpose, but didn't open her eyes. If she could do anything to stop them, especially Sanji, from starting a fight it's by pretending to be disturbed.

Sure enough, she heard Sanji whisper angrily, "We're not done here, moss-brain. You're lucky Nami-san is sleeping, or I'll fucking clobber you." And then she heard him going down the ladder and slowly opened her eyes.

"That was pretty close," she started laughing.

"Fucking cook getting on my nerves all the time," Zoro sneered, pulling out Nami's bra from his haramaki and threw it to her. "Might be a bit crooked," he admitted, "Probably sat on it a little."

Nami frowned at it, then shrugged and put it on while saying sweetly, "I'll just have to increase your debt a bit."

Zoro scoffed and made his way down the ladder. Nami followed in tow.

"I can see your panties," he blurted out.

"What..?! Don't look up!" She blushed.

"Why not?" He smirked and whispered in her ear as they reached the bottom and he helped her down, "It's not like I've never seen them before."

Nami's blush got deeper and she hit him on the head a little harder than she meant to. He winced, but walked away while laughing out loud. Dammit if he keeps on teasing her like this...

She made her way to the women's quarters, feeling unusually exhausted. Too much adrenaline rush for one morning. Too much teasing. Too much blushing. She hates to admit it, but so far Zoro was the only guy in the entire ocean who could make her heart beat so fast just by teasing. If this goes on, she might actually die young.

Sighing, she opened the door and almost fainted. None of her personal things were damaged, as promised, but they will definitely need a new sofa and new sheets for Robin's bed since both were turned to shreds and singed with smoke. She's definitely going to make the cyborg pay her later.

Tadaaahhh so happy to be done with this storyyy :33 My first multichapter fanfiction (which i finished first before uploading to avoid procrastination teehee)... Although it's kind of pointless to make chapters when you're done with the whole story (esp when I suck at dividing stories into chapters), but it ended up being too long and long chapters/oneshots are sometimes a little confusing so i decided to do chapters instead :DD

Hope you guys'll like it

-Sasha-