I guess this is set maybe after MTJAA and Late Night Call, but I don't know.

Eiichiro Oda owns One Piece and all its awesome characters.

Nami had traded the night watch with Usopp. She decided that she may as well let her crew mate get some sleep since it seemed to elude her so often recently.

She slumped down on the bench in the crow's nest, placing her belongings in the space between the telescope and the lantern she'd left up there from the previous night. It had become her usual spot. She sighed and stared at the ceiling briefly before setting up for the evening, and opening all the windows.

There was a heavy fog on the ocean, and Nami somehow felt that the glass was obstructing her view, as well as dampening her senses. The crow's nest had always made the Strawhat's navigator feel empowered. Being the furthest point from the ship's centre of mass, the effects of even the smallest of waves were intensified here, and so amplifying her ability to assess her surroundings. Understanding the sea was usually such an effortless task for her, but over the last week, she lacked the ability to concentrate, and so she needed that little boost from the crow's nest to just simply do her job.

Nami lit the lantern, but kept its flame low, then set it near the centre of the room, next to the access hole. She then extinguished all the other lights in the crow's nest and strolled to the nearest window. She knelt down on the bench and peered out into the thick bank of fog.

"You egotistical bastard! How dare you just write in a note that I'm yours." She screamed at Law the first time she saw him after their crews had gone separate ways.

"Nami-ya, we talked about this." He said as he wrapped his arms around her, then kissed her to silence her complaints. He broke from her lips to whisper in her ear. "I bet you still have my heart though."

Nami looked up at him, hating his cocky smirk, but loving the smile in his eyes. She had almost forgotten what it was like to be with him. As far as she was concerned, he was infuriatingly seductive, and his current expression reminded her of that. "No. I threw it over board." She scowled, refusing to give up on her anger.

Law loosened his arms from around her as fear crept onto his features. "Please tell me you're joking." He pleaded. His expression grew more and more sullen, and he began to glare at her the longer she kept him waiting for an answer.

"Of course I still have it." Nami finally admitted. "I think you might know if I had thrown it over board."

Law closed his eyes in relief, and pulled Nami against him. "Good." He sighed.

"It is creepy though." She confessed when she put her arms around him. Not being able to hear his heart beat as she held him unnerved her even further than the thing itself.

"Why?"

"Because I can hear it beating at night, and it's really loud!"

"That was the point." Law said, tilting her face to his so he could place soft kisses on her lips. "Every time you heard it, it forced you to think of me." he said with a smile.

"Manipulative ass." Nami mumbled, a little peeved.

Her nose tingled and her eyes began to well up, and tears soon ran down her cheeks. It quickly helped her snap back to reality. She needed to stop thinking about him. He was gone.

Nami got up from the bench to finish the first round of her sentry. She used the back of her hand to dry her damp cheeks as she looked through the remaining windows. She knew it was quite a hopeless task to try and spot an approaching enemy through the fog, but she tried nonetheless, just in case.

With nothing at all visible on what should be the horizon, Nami grabbed the lantern and returned to her usual spot on the bench to read her book. It didn't take long before her mind wandered back.

"Here. Have your stupid heart back. I didn't want it in the first place!" She screamed as she threw the cubed organ at him.

Law glowered at her as he caught it. He just stared and said nothing for a few moments, then with a visible and audible sigh, he returned it to his chest.

Nami's throat felt tight, her skin felt like it was on fire, and a strong ache developed in her chest while she watched him put his heart back where it belonged. She could barely see through the tears that were pooled in her eyes, ready to fall at any moment, and had to bite her bottom lip to stop it from trembling.

She turned her back to him then, Nami didn't want him to see how upset she was. She didn't want him to know how much she cared, or how much she hated that she'd never get his heart back.

It'd been weeks since she had seen him, months actually. Nami had started to put his heart next to her pillow at night. She'd gotten so much comfort from listening to it beat, knowing he was still alive out there, knowing she didn't need to worry about him. Sometimes it helped her to imagine he was there with her. It enabled her to smile.

But the sound also hurt her. If he was alive and well then why had he not come to see her? Why wasn't he by her side? What could be more important? All Nami thought about was seeing him, did he not think the same?

Was it even his heart? Nami wondered sometimes. It plagued her that she didn't know for sure. What if something had happened to him? He could be wounded or dying, and she was busy being angry at him.

She needed his arms around her. She needed him to cure the ache in her chest. She wanted to sleep next to him, his body pressed to her back, his arms around her ... Safe. She needed to remember his smell, and his warmth.

She really was madly in love with him.

"Law" She breathed, as she turned and stretched a trembling arm out to him. She needed to feel him.

He was gone. Law had already teleported himself away before she got chance to tell him any of the things she wanted to say, before she could tell him how she really felt.

Nami ran to the handrail to try and locate his ship. She was just in time to get a glimpse of the yellow main mast vanish beneath the waves.

Don't kill me!

11th Oct 2014