CHAPTER 1

Capturing the ship wasn't the hard part. If they didn't have a specific target in mind, they could have easily robbed the entire vessel of its treasure within a half hour. The size of the ship wasn't the problem. It was the amount of people on it that gave the crew some trouble.

It took Captain Zoro threatening the lives of the first class passengers for them to give up the girl. They gave her up too easily in his opinion. Fucking cowards...

She was the heiress of the Arlong Fishman fortune. Talk of her beauty reached the crew's ears long before the Captain made his plans to capture her. She was on a luxury cruise liner, on her way to meet her fiancé, Law Trafagalar. He was also an heir of some kind, but that wasn't as important. It only added to the ransom the crew would gain from her capture.

After destroying the luxury liner's engine, the pirates boarded their ship with the girl on board and sailed off into the night. She was locked away in the Captain's room, his orders of course, while he celebrated his victory with the crew.

Never had Nami imagined that she would end up in this situation. How had they even known she was aboard that ship? She was sure they wanted her for a ransom. Why else would they take her and her alone back to their ship. Not to mention she was still alive. And all of her kicking, pleading, and screaming did nothing to stop them.

It felt like an eternity since she was thrown in this room and she had time to investigate once her mind stopped racing. The door was locked and there was no other exit other that the small round window that looked out onto the sea. There was no way out or off of the ship.

It was a fairly large room for a ship and she assumed it was the Captain's. There were small and valuable looking items throughout the room, stored on shelves and mounted to the walls. Nami checked the drawers and cabinets for a weapon and found nothing aside from the old and rather dull looking sword displayed over the desk.

She pulled it down, being the best weapon she could find, and held onto it tightly. If she would have to fight off a crew of pirates she would do her best, although she had never really held a sword before now.

The desk was covered in maps that caught her attention. She had always been fascinated with cartography and was even able to study it at home. She picked up a few of them, examining the quality when a set of footsteps caught her attention. She moved quickly positioning herself beside the door, the old sword raised above her head, ready to strike anyone who entered.

After an hour or so of celebrating, the Captain had excused himself, claiming it was his responsibility to make their guest feel 'welcomed'. That got the crew riled up and a grin formed on the Captain's lips as he walked away from the ravings and whistling behind his back. Their party would continue long into the night without him.

Zoro unlocked the door and stepped inside his quarters. He should have known the girl would attempt to fight and it crossed his mind when his crew asked him if he was sure he wanted her thrown in there untied. Fortunately for him, he was an expert swordsman and easily blocked her horrible attempt at attacking without fully drawing his blade from its sheathe.

The old sword clashed against his and nearly fell from her hands. Nami gripped it again, raising it above her and trying to attack the man once more.

"Do you really think that's gonna get you anywhere?" he smirked, turning away from her to close the door behind him.

She frowned at him. "L-let me go!" Nami tried her best to sound threatening as she looked the man over for the first time. "I don't know what y-you expect to get from me... but I won't let you have it!"

Zoro locked the door and turned back to her. He smiled at her smugly as he took a step forward before offering out his hand.

She held her sword firmly, not going to let go without a fight. This sword was the only thing separating her from this... monster.

She held her ground and continued to glare at him. "Don't come any closer!"

"Please.. Give me that.." he kept his smile, trying to contain his chuckle. "Its an heirloom.. very important to me. Besides you won't get much attack out of it.."

"N-no!" Nami shouted at him. "Now step away!"

He gave a long sigh before pulling out one of the three swords at his side. "If I give you a blade that will actually cause damage.. will you hand that over?" He held the hilt out to her with one hand, while his free hand motioned for the other.

"It was my fathers.. I don't want you to break it.."

She stared at him for a moment. Was he really serious? Nami tentatively lowered her sword, only slightly, and reached for the one he was offering. In a quick move she grabbed it from his hands and pointed it at him. Nami stepped backwards and tossed the old sword aside, gently.

She didn't trust giving it to him directly.

Now with more confidence she held the sharp sword with both hands gripping it tightly.

Zoro gave her a bit of a glare as he reached over to pick up the weapon off the floor. "I swear.. Your kind have no respect.." he mumbled as he examined the old weapon, walking away from her to return it to the spot she removed it from.

Nami followed him with her sword, pointing it at him the entire time. She glared as he spoke. What did he mean by 'your kind'?

"Now! T-Take me back to my ship!"

Zoro worked at placing the sword back on the mantel, paying the girl no attention.

"Oh.. You want to go back to the people that sold you out as quickly as I asked for you?" he turned and faced her with a smirk.

Nami glared at him. He had a point but she would never admit it. "They were forced to!" She took a tentative step towards him

"Ah yes.. My demanding voice is known to kill" he smirked as he watched her move closer.

"Hold your tongue!"

He smirked at her bossy nature. She must have been used to having her way. "I think you forget whose ship you're on, my lady.."

She continued to glare at him. She hated this man more than ever.

"You brought me here without my consent! I demand you take me back... NOW"

Zoro had about enough of her demands. He stepped forward with a bit of a glare, grabbing the sword pointed at him between two fingers. Nami's face quickly turned from anger to fear as he gripped the sword so easily. She attempted to pull away gently but it wouldn't move.

"I have already shown you a great kindness by allowing you to walk freely around this room.." he glared as he slid his hand down the blade, moving closer to her. "I've done everything in my power to give you the best experience for a kidnapped victim, yet you still ask me for more.."

"I-I'm warning you! L-let go!"

"Or what?" he hissed, getting close to her face. "You'll make more demands I don't plan to meet? Throw tantrums I couldn't bring myself to care about?"

Nami stepped back, trying to hold the sword still. She didn't like how close he was getting. "Or I'll cut you!" She managed to say without sounding weak. Nami tugged on the sword harder this time but there was no faultier in his grip. Just how strong was he?!

He scoffed. "Do you /really/ think I would willingly give you a blade if I thought for a second you could bring harm to me? I was entertaining you my dear.. another luxury you failed to appreciate from me"

"I-" Nami pulled as hard as she could, trying to free the sword from his grasp. She was furious. Never had she had to listen to someone speak this way to her.

"Think about it.. Right now, I'm defending your attack on me with only /two/ fingers.." he sneered, releasing his grip on 'her' weapon.

Nami had put all of her weight into the last tug, still unable to free the sword until he released his grasp. She felt herself topple over, falling hard on the floor behind her. The sword flew out of her hands and skidded across the wood floor. She couldn't believe the way he made her seem like such a fool!

She sat up as quickly as she could, rubbing the spot on her back where she had made contact with the hard floor. "H-How DARE you?!"

"How dare I?" Zoro repeated, stepping over her to grab his blade, before returning it to it's sheath. "How dare /you/.." he glared before grabbing her arm, forcing her up.

"You're a prisoner on /my/ ship.. which you've already disrespected.." he mumbled as he dragged her toward the bed.

Nami winced as she felt him grab her. She pulled her arm roughly, trying to escape his grasp but failed.

"D-Don't touch me!"

He tossed her against the edge of his bed before pinning her down by her wrists. "I am the Captain of this ship.." he glared as he leaned into her body. "You are a prisoner.. /I/ make the rules. /I/ give the orders. This isn't your palace, where you can whine and bitch to get your way.."

She stared back at him, her eyes wide and terrified. Nami struggled against him, unable to overpower him. For the first time things seemed to finally set in. She was hopeless. Trapped. Weak.

"P-please... You're hurting me..." Nami whispered as his hand only continued to grip her wrists.

Zoro continued to glare at her, through his grip did loosen a bit. "You're on a Pirate ship my dear, you know nothing of pain.. Not yet.."

She felt a bit of panic as he spoke. "W-what are you planning to do with me?!" She tried to struggle for a moment but felt no release and gave up again.

"I /was/ planning on showing you my home.. Treating you like a guest.." he mumbled. "Giving you what your pathetic and greedy lifestyle lacks.. Appreciation.. Adventure.. But so far you've done nothing but prove to me that you're the same pathetic, spoiled, vermin I became a pirate to escape from.." And with that, Zoro let her wrists go, taking a step back before completely turning his back to her to walk to his desk.

Nami listened, not really understanding what he was talking about. Pathetic? Spoiled?

It took a moment for her to realize he had released her, now watching him as he moved away from her. She slid off the edge of the bed, sitting on the floor, her back still propped against the side of the bed. She held one of her wrists in her hand, rubbing softly at the dull pain that remained.

She had nothing else to say. She stared at him, hating everything about him. He was the one that took her away from everything she knew. How could he think she was the one in the wrong here.

Zoro sat at his desk and looked over some parchment, glancing up at her once before moving his eyes back to his work. "Is my bed not comfortable enough for you, highness?" he scoffed.

Nami pouted, so angry that tears were filling her eyes. "I'm not tired!" She wiped her eyes on the back of her sleeve, hoping he didn't notice. She didn't want him to think she was weak.

"And I would never lay in YOUR bed!"

"Would you rather sleep in the brig then? Chained to a wall?" he glared, a bit of tone in his voice. "I should have put you there to being with!"

She scoffed at the idea and after a moment of consideration she climbed into his bed, pulling all of the blankets around her and turning her back to him. She sat there, brooding. "Don't you dare think about sharing the same bed... Completely unacceptable..." Nami mumbled.

"It's my bed and I'll sleep in it if I damn well please!" he yelled from across the room, what little patience he had already withered away by this woman. She got under his skin like no one he had ever met in his entire life.

She turned to glare at him over her shoulder. "No! You are not sharing /my/ bed! You can sleep on the floor!"

Zoro shot up out of his seat, glaring at her as he stood. "I am the Captain of this vessel.." he repeated, as if trying to convince himself.

"And clearly a beast! Just what kind of woman do you think I am?!"

"A selfish.. spoiled.. BRAT!" he spat. "Whose NEVER worked a day in her life!" he continued to shout, stepping away from the table and taking a step toward the bed.

"BRAT?! I AM NOT! I am a lady!"

"Who has NEVER worked a day in her life!" he repeated. "You come on MY ship as a prisoner.. I treat you like a guest and this is how you repay me?!"

"I am not being treated like a guest! I'm being treated like a prisoner! I can't even have my own room, being forced to stay here!"

"You want your own room, princess?" he smirked deviously. "I'll give you your own room.. outside these walls.."

Clearly his smirk gave her an idea of his bad intentions. "You are a monster..."

"I am a /kind/ man.." he whispered darkly.

"Monster!" She repeated loudly. How could he make her so furious?!

"I will NOT share a bed with you!" Nami glared and pulled all of the blankets with her as she moved from the bed. She found a spot on the other side of the room beside the door and sat against the wall, pulling the blankets around her entirely so only her face was left uncovered.

"If I have to I will sleep here..." She pulled her knees against her chest and hugged her legs, bundling up tightly. She continued to glare at him.

Zoro glared at her as she moved. She was acting like a fucking child. "Fine by me.." he spat. as he turned away from her, removing his red cloak as he did and kicking off his boots.

"...Fine!" She mumbled back, watching as he began to undress.

He undid the sash around his waist that held his swords and placed them by his bed. "If you even /think/ of touching my weapons.. I'll drag you by your hair to the main deck and announce to my crew that they can do whatever they please with your body.." he turned and glared at her, letting her know he was serious.

He really was a monster... "I hate you..." She spoke under her breath.

He scoffed at her remark before he realized his bed was robbed of its covers. He turned to the girl and walked toward her, stopping at her feet to grab one of the sheets wrapped around her body. He pulled, until one of them was free enough to snatch away from her, flipping her over in the process.

Nami was caught off guard. "H-Hey! You have the bed already! Don't be so greedy!" She sat up again, collecting the rest of her blankets and pulling them around her.

He walked back to his bed, trying to feel triumphed with his single sheet instead of focusing on the fact that he let her keep a majority of his blankets.

"I am no guest here..." She mumbled again.

"You've lost all your guest privileges.." he snapped, turning to glare at her. "Tomorrow I'm locking you in the brig!"

He crawled onto his bed and pulled his sheet around his body. Nami huffed as she pulled the blankets up to her nose. He wouldn't dare... would he?

Zoro blew out the flame lighting the room near his bed before snuggling into the soft cushion of his mattress. "Enjoy the floor and your lack of chains /princess/.." he sneered as he closed his eyes.

She was silent, glaring at him in the dark. She wanted more than ever to get back at him, free herself... He made her out to seem like such a fool.

It took a long time for her to get tired. She sat for a long time, thinking about her fiance and if he was out there looking for her right now. Maybe he would save her by the time the sun came up...