arbitrary
by: yorunaka
001. bullet
When she saw him smile genuinely towards another woman, Nami immediately told herself that she was not jealous. Far from it. The paper in her hand only got crumpled due to carelessness. The urge to hit him and run away from the scene was also nonexistent. So was the sharp pang in her chest.
002. lesson
"Room. Scan."
His wallet emerged in his hand as he smirked at the indignant yelp from the woman who had just begun to walk away.
When a glare was directed at him, his grin simply widened.
"I've learned my lesson, Nami-ya. You should learn yours as well."
003. resurface
Just like her, he's learned to keep distance. However, unlike her, he has continued to keep people at bay – not even letting his own crew learn about his past. However, as he gazed upon her somber expression, he couldn't help but think that perhaps he could try again at least just this time.
004. winter
The season brought her nostalgic thoughts of her homeland. It used to be the most difficult time for them because oranges could not be grown in the cold climate. Nonetheless, they were happy and Bellemere never failed to grant them at least one wish despite how difficult it was to make ends meet.
She found herself telling that to Law one night. It wasn't a story that she has ever told anyone before. She partially blamed the snow for her nostalgia and alcohol for loosening her lips. But she knew that his companionable silence had been a more significant factor in making it easy for her to talk.
005. uncle
Nami likes hearing Law talk about Cora-san. There's a soft look in his eyes and sometimes, he would even smile slightly. Seeing his whole expression soften made up for the glassy expression that followed after – then the hurt and frustration aimed at himself – because the negativity eventually passes. She has hope that with time and effort, the pain would be more bearable just like how it had been for her.
And she'll do what she can to help ease the pain.
006. mutualism
It was a temporary arrangement. She was to help them in their travels and share her knowledge with Bepo. In turn, he would help her get the treasure she coveted with his devil fruit powers. As they made their escape from the labyrinth, however, she wondered if she could strike future deals with him again.
007. dominant
He has a strong aversion to being bossed around. But he was willing to make an exception for her.
008. punch
Being hit by an uppercut – by a woman who has neither haki nor immense physical strength – was nothing. That was what he repeatedly reminded himself as he iced his throbbing jaw. Nonetheless, he chastised himself for lowering his guard down too much.
009. stalk
As soon as his eyes landed on her in the produce section, he knew it was her – the vixen who has captured his attention (as well as is unfortunate wallet) for weeks. Almost automatically, she became the sole focus of his gaze and without even realizing it, he had begun scouring the same isles as her as well
"You know, you can get jailed for stalking," she finally said as she inspected a bottle of shampoo before promptly setting it back on the shelf with a frown – presumably dissatisfied with the price.
His lips twitched into a smirk.
"I didn't realize that shopping for groceries equated to stalking."
Her gaze finally fell on him and she raised a brow.
"I didn't realize that you needed feminine pads. I could have sworn that you were male."
010. immortality
If he were to grant someone with immortality, he would choose her – for she's the only person who he's probably willing to sacrifice his life for.
But he wouldn't. Because dying is easy. Rather than dying, he'll go through hell and high water to ensure their happiness together.
011. college
He was asked to be a stand-in for his sick friend. Teaching college brats was in no way appealing to him but he figured it was better than having to sit in his apartment while he was on forced leave.
Muttering silent curses at the cold as he walked from the parking lot to the school building, he didn't realize that he was going to collide with someone until the wind was knocked out of him and his body fell down on the cold concrete.
He dazedly took in the blur of orange before focusing on his sight on the woman before him as well as taking note of the feel of her body against his and her intoxicating citrusy scent.
"Could you get off?" he said gruffly only to get an irritated growl in return.
"Watch where you're going," she huffed as she quickly stood up, removed dust from her clothes, and adjusted her cropped top with a scowl.
In turn, he took the time to appreciate her pleasant assets – an act which only earned him a dirty look to which he only responded with nonchalance as he himself stood up and dusted himself.
Huffing, she turned to leave but just before she could, he caught her by the arm.
"Dammit, what the hell is wrong with you, you creep?"
He simply quirked a brow.
"I was hoping to ask if you would sokindly provide your assistance in locating the faculty office."
She gave him a once over and frowned as she eyed his tattoos before looking at his face with a guarded expression.
"You're a teacher?" she asked with thinly veiled doubt.
His lips quirked in amusement.
"A surgeon, actually."
Her frown only deepened and she looked at him with obvious skepticism to which he simply responded with a lazy grin.
Finally, she sighed and ran a hand through her hair.
"Whatever. Follow me," she said as she motioned him to follow her with a slight turn of her head as well as a firm pull on the arm he was holding.
He didn't need to be told twice as he did so, continuing to take in her pleasant citrusy scent – his previous reservations on standing in for his friend quickly forgotten.
012. carnivore
His fascination for her scar was apparent. It was a spot which he seemed to particularly pay attention to – lightly nipping and sucking as he teased her incessantly.
She had called him out on it once – amusement flickering in her expression as she pointed out the strange fetish – only to end up in the receiving end of a feral grin and promptly getting herself thrown back to the bed.
It didn't quite come as a surprise that scars weren't the only strange fetish he has.
013. nightmare
"You haven't been sleeping again?"
Warm arms wrapped around his torso and he tilted his head automatically for the quick peck on his lips which followed.
He merely hummed in reply to her inquiry. After all, she already knew the answer.
"You're late, Nami-ya."
"I know. I'm sorry. Robin and I got held up. Missed me?"
Once again, he didn't provide her with any verbal reply. Rather, he grabbed her by the nape and pulled her in for a long kiss.
014. gradual
She didn't know when her head started to fill up with thoughts of him and it irked her that it happened so slowly that it already seemed too late when she noticed.
015. uninformed
Oh she was going to kill him. She was going to give him an earful, beat him up, andthenkill him. He was being reckless and she seriously wanted to throttle him for it. That is why she sordidly hoped that he would be able to come out of this ordeal safe enough for her to be able to strangle the life out of him afterwards.
I'm so sorry. I honestly don't know how to write Law. I haven't even gotten to his introduction in the Punk Hazard arc since I've been holding myself off from reading One Piece until I finished this. I hope I didn't butcher his character.
Also, "Stalk" is inspired by the LawNa stripper AU discussion on Tumblr.