Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece. It belongs to Oda-san. Thanks for the couple idea though old man ;). Set after the time skip... All things mentioned that fall in place with the manga will be from previous arcs :)

The Wish Box

Prologue

The night was deadly calm. He sucked in a deep breath, trying to steady his wild heartbeat. He had plenty of practice; he had tried out this theory before. There was no reason to get nervous, it was fool proof. The stupid girl didn't even recognize him. All he had to do was place this seemingly harmless box in a place only she would be sure to find it. He couldn't make it overly suspicious or it would just get thrown overboard and he couldn't put it where anyone else was sure to nab it.

He had encountered the rest of the Straw Hat's earlier that night. He was studying them, trying to find out where on their ship he could place something of such great importance that only she would find it. It was quickly becoming clear that no matter where he left this little box it would be suspicious. The ship was too new to have mysteriously old items on it without an explanation, and leaving it in her room or study would cause alarm. He had to set it up in a way that only she would reach it and follow the instructions without any suspicion.

He crept onto the ship. On the deck there was a skeleton with a steaming cup of fresh tea. It didn't move, and he marked it as pirates being weird as hell and using it as a scare tactic so they could enjoy the island in peace. Still the sight was enough to make him draw up his cloak closer to his body. He was a medium height, about average, he had brown hair, brown eyes, medium build. But he wasn't average, oh no. He was not someone to be trifled with. He flinched at his thoughts. Nami did this to me, he told himself. I'm not average!

He was pretty average when it came to bravery, but his ambition to get revenge knew no bounds. He took a deep breath and started to walk past the skeleton.

"And who might you be?"

He glanced around searching for the voice. He felt a chill run down his spine. Was it just him or did that skeleton just move and take a sip of tea?

The skeleton stood, stretching leisurely and strode toward him. If it was at all possible it looked a little annoyed.

"I asked who you are?" he barked. "And why are you on my ship?" he added as an afterthought.

"I'm Sebastian!" he squeaked. He cleared his throat and tried to calm his now rapidly beating heart. "I'm here to drop off a present."

"Oh?"

"For Nami," he clarified trying to swallow and bring back moisture to his dry tongue.

"Ah. Are you trying to see her panties?" asked the skeleton.

He felt sweat stick to the back of his neck as the large skeleton loomed over him.

"Yo ho ho ho~"

He jumped backwards and clutched his chest.

"Let's go look together then! Yo ho ho ho~"

He had never heard of a walking, talking, perverted skeleton but luck was on his side. The rest of the Straw Hat's would have never trusted him so easily. The skeleton seemed excited as it led him to Nami's room and nervously asked him if he would open her drawers and search. As he did so the skeleton politely, which he later found out his name was Brook, asked if he could see the present.

"Sure," he said fumbling with his pocket. He pulled out a small wooden box. On the cover the wood had been burned and a small stone was engraved into the side of it. It had a simple beauty about it that reminded him of a desert. Brook snatched the small box out of his hands and inspected it. He gulped nervously; it seemed Brook wasn't as trusting as he let on.

"You must really like Nami-san," he finally said dropping the small box back into his open hand.

"She's different," he mumbled, it came to his advantage that the blush of anger that rose to his face could have been taken as embarrassment.

"You should stay and give her the present in person," Brook suggested thoughtfully.

"NO!" he shouted before composing himself.

"I mean no I can't. I get too embarrassed…" he struggled to find a cover. Again struggling to find words seemed to add to the idea that he was a dotting suitor trying to win Nami's heart. It played to his advantage.

"Oh you want to remain anonymous?" Brook asked. "Yo ho ho ho~" he bent over slightly as he doubled over in laughter.

"Will you quiet down?" he snapped. The skeleton ignored him and continued laughing at his expense. Brook wiped away invisible tears from his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Sorry I just needed to catch my breath, although I don't breathe because I'm already dead. Yo ho ho ho. Skull joke~" he laughed.

He wanted nothing more than to push that stupid skeleton over board. He clenched his fists together and neatly placed the box on her dresser where she was sure to find it. He placed the note with perfectly neat hand writing on her mirror. There she couldn't miss that. And on his instructions he even explained how to use the box. He grinned. His revenge was almost complete.

He walked back out on deck, with Brook following him.

"Don't tell Nami it was me please?" he asked.

"Ah I could never interfere in one's love life," he assured him. "That and if Nami-san finds out I was looking at her panties-" he shivered. "I just got goose bumps… oh wait I don't have skin," he laughed again.

It seemed like Brook would stick true to his word. And if things went according to plan then it would be too late by the time everyone pieced together what had happened. He grinned and waved to Brook, hopping off the ship easily. He would check back in a couple of weeks and see if it had all gone according to plan. He had been waiting a long time for this revenge, but he would just go back to the drawing board if this plan failed. It was; after all, best to have a 'Plan B'.

()()()()()()

She really had too much to drink the night before. She never really got drunk when she drank but this time she had felt a little tipsy. It was enough to give her a throbbing headache the next morning. She moaned, wishing for a cool ice pack to place on her head, as she sat up and looked around her room dazed. She had stumbled in rather late last night. She was pretty sure she recalled making Zoro carry her back to the ship but he had refused to take her to her room. She smirked, if she had one single bruise she was going to charge him a lot of Belli for that, because naturally it would have been his fault for making her walk back to her room.

She yawned, feeling her muscles move in sync with her yawn to stretch her body. She felt more alert, as she rolled her muscles.

"Alright!" she half shouted to herself, leaping out of the bed. "Time to get ready for another day."

She wasn't crazy, but on days when she woke up with a mild throbbing head ache, she needed the little self-pep talk to get herself moving and face the day with a smile on her face. She stumbled to the shower and quickly rinsed off the night before, she was all too aware that she smelled like booze and wanted the reminder gone.

Feeling refreshed, she made her way back to her room. She didn't run into anyone which was unsurprising seeing as her room was closest. She locked the door behind her and let the towel drop to the floor. She made her way to her dresser, and searched for something to wear.

Her eyes narrowed dangerously at the way a few of her clothes (particularly panties) were thrown about hastily. Someone had been in her underwear and Brook had been on watch last night. Muttering darkly to herself she almost missed the large note hanging off the mirror that was addressed to her.

Nami,

We've met before, and I can never repay you enough for your kindness and opening my heart. I have a small rare gift to bestow upon you. It's a Wish Box. It grants two wishes but it has a ritual that must be done with it. In the evening before you go to bed, you must wish for something and say it into the open box and then close it quickly. The faster you close it the more power the Wish Box has. Then the next morning, while the box is closed and beneath your pillow you must wish for something within your heart. By the next day one of your two wishes will come true! I hope you use this gift wisely and I hope to see you again someday, but for now I am too embarrassed to come to you. I wish you well,

Your Admirer.

Nami smiled. She doubted such a token would actually work but it was cute for someone to leave it for her. She picked up the small box and inspected it in her hands. The wood surface was smooth and a rare white gem was dancing in the center beautifully. It reminded her of the stars in the night sky. She placed it back down on her dresser and made her way out to start the day. She might try and make a wish tonight. After all wishes were harmless.

What Nami didn't know, and was left in the dark intentionally was the fact that the Wish Box could only grant a wish if it was realistic. If they were out on sea and she wished for a mountain of new gold to appear the Wish Box would try and compensate by taking her life.

()()()()()()()()()

The sail's unfurled as they started to sail away from the island. Sebastian couldn't control the gleeful smile on his face as he raced alongside the pirate ship along with half of the town. He waved gleefully, joyfully, he was on cloud nine. Nami would be dead soon. Of that he was almost positive.

A/N: Yes another One Piece Fic... this idea just hit me and I couldn't shake it. Let me know what you think... Oh and the evil master mind Sebastian belongs to me. Don't worry. The focus of the story won't really be on him and he'll only show up a few more times after this chapter. (I shoved him in a box under my bed... he'll have a hard time getting out).