Gomenasi, I don't even really watch One Piece all that much, but after reading a few random LuffyXNami fics, I just saw this happen in my mind. So I wrote it out. Well, yeah… Please tell me what ya think.
Problem, Solution
"-beautiful angel, your eyes make the stars weep and the heavens themselves shed tears in their jealousy!" Sanji gazed at Nami, his eyes in full love-love mode.
Nami sighed. This had to end. "I'm sorry, Sanji."
The well-dressed man looked confused. "Whatever for? You haven't done anything wrong, Nami-swa-"
"No, See…" Nami looked up at him, her eyes slightly apologetic. "See, at first it was flattering but…I'm going to have to ask you to stop that."
The cook stood quite still, still uncomprehending. "Stop what?"
"The poems. The flattery. Every time I talk to you, that's all I hear." Nami looked at him, her eyes annoyed. She softened when his jaw hit the ground and tears beaded at his eyes. "Don't get me wrong, you wouldn't be you if you didn't throw a compliment my way now and again, but…could you keep it to a minimum? It's not that I don't appreciate it, but…" Nami didn't know what else to add. It had been bugging her for weeks now, and she had to get it off her chest, even if it meant hurting him. Don't get her wrong, she liked him as a friend, but all things in moderation.
Sanji picked up his jaw from the floor and set it right. He folded his arms and closed his eyes, regaining his composer. "I'm sorry, my Nami-swan, but I cannot do that."
Nami looked at him, her brows furrowing. "Why not?"
"I have made a vow." He held up a finger and opened his eyes to look at her. "Until such a horrible time may befall me as you are claimed by another man, I shall forever pursue you!" Each would he said was serous and dripping with passion.
Nami sighed a second time. Things could never be easy, could they? Nami brooded silently for a few moments, an expression of defeat on her face.
It was then that the idea hit her. At first she rejected it immediately. 'Baka!' she told herself. 'What a stupid idea…' …and yet…
She considered it. Well, he probably wouldn't take it seriously. And it was him she was talking about. A smirk lit her face and she looked back up at the chef in front of her. "So, all I have to be is be "claimed" by another man?"
Sanji didn't respond but looked at her with wide, blank eyes. "Nami, what do you intend to-"
"Oi, Luffy!" Nami called. Sanji's curly eyebrow rose almost clear off his head, his cigarette falling to the ground as his mouth gaped.
"Yeah?" Luffy turned from his seat at the head of the ship and looked intently at his navigator.
"You wanna be my "claimed" man?" Nami looked at him with a casual expression. Luffy stared back.
His face curved in consideration a moment before he smiled the huge smile only he could. "Ok!" He said turning back to the ocean.
Nami walked past Sanji and into the cabin, still smiling. The cook hadn't moved from the spot. He seemed frozen.
Zoro peaked out from under closed eyes, leaning against the cabin wall. "Hey, love cook, you ok?"
"NOOO!"
Neh. I didn't know how to phrase Nami's question to Luffy, First I had the juvenile term 'boyfriend', but it just made it sound so...-shivers- neh. Confesstions68 suggested this one, (thanks Con-onee-san!) and I believe it's at least better then what I had. Oh well, I know Nami was a little OOC, but I though it was funny, nonetheless. Reviews and flames welcome!