To celebrate the end of my junior year, I've decided to get this story going. I've had this chapter done for a few months already, but I wasn't sure if I was ready to commit to writing this yet, and I still don't know. Oh well.

I haven't seen any fics like this in the OP ZoSan world, so I thought I'd give it a try. Please give me some good feedback!

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece...so sad...but I did buy a bunch of OP stuff at Tora Con- a cute Chopper plushie!

Zoro grumbled to himself when the sound of his phone woke him up from his nap. Arm dangling off his couch, he groped the floor for his phone. He found it after a few rings and flipped it open, holding it tiredly to his ear.

"Whazzit?" he asked.

"Zoro, don't tell me you're sleeping! It's three in the afternoon!"

Zoro grumbled in annoyance. He hated it when someone woke him up from his nap, especially when that person was Nami. She was a greedy woman, always looking for a way to make money. Zoro didn't even remember how he and Nami met. He could hardly call them friends.

"Anyway," Nami began, interrupting his thoughts, "I need a big favor."

"Uh-huh..." Zoro should have expected as much. She only called him when she wanted something.

"Oh Zoro, Come on…Just one little favor. Help me out," Nami pleaded, apparently taking Zoro's response as an immediate rejection.

So now it was a little favor? "What is it?" Zoro asked irritably. He sat up on the couch, giving up hope on falling back to sleep quickly. He was preparing himself for the worst.

"Meet me at Bon Voyage Restaurant at 5 today. That's it."

"That's it?" Zoro repeated, raising an eyebrow. There was a catch, a trick, a twist involved somewhere.

"That's it!" Nami said, a grin present in her voice. "And of course in exchange I'll relieve you of the money you owe me."

Zoro grimaced at the phone. "I paid you back years ago! Don't go holding that over my head." He sighed and pulled down his pant leg, which had ridden up while he was asleep. "Damn witch," he muttered.

"I heard that," Nami snapped and then immediately changed into Miss Sunshine. "So you'll be there?" she asked brightly.

"Do you know how bi-polar you are?"

"Zoro."

"Yeah, I'll be there."

Nami laughed evilly. "Thanks so much! See you in a few!"

Zoro grunted in affirmation, happy this conversation was over.

"And be on time!" she urged and then promptly hung up.

"Ugh." Zoro dropped his phone to the floor and lounged back on the couch. He shut his eyes, intending to nap until he had to leave to meet Nami. He hoped he wasn't just dragged into something he'd regret. And knowing Nami…Well, he didn't wanna think about it.

Zoro had exactly ten minutes to make it down to Bon Voyage after he woke up. He got up from the couch and grabbed his phone. He ruffled his short green hair, not even caring how disheveled it was from his nap. Nami didn't say he had to look decent, just that he had to show up. He didn't care much for appearances anyway.

When he finally got to the restaurant he was only five minutes late. He shoved the doors of the restaurant open and prepared himself for whatever the witch had planned.

"Zoro! You're here!" Nami yelled cheerily.

Zoro looked to his right and saw Nami rush towards him. Her orange red hair had gotten longer since he had last seen her, and even more surprisingly, her boobs looked like they grew even bigger. It didn't help that she was wearing a shirt that left a man with no room for imagination.

She linked arms with Zoro immediately, smiling so widely that she could scare little children.

Zoro flinched from the contact but couldn't escape the death grip she had on his arm. "What the hell? Let go witch!"

Nami elbowed him in the gut, which didn't affect Zoro's hard-as-a-rock physique in any way. Zoro prided himself on his training and made sure that he was well toned. Not even Nami's barbaric woman attack would work against him.

"Hey Zoro," she began in a hushed voice, "you're my boyfriend for the next hour, so act like it!"

Zoro stared at her in disbelief. "Boyfriend? No way in hell!" Zoro spat. He took a step back, ready at any moment to make his escape.

Well luckily for me we're in heaven today." Nami smiled slyly, unwilling to let Zoro go. "She tugged on Zoro's arm trying to pull him to a table, but Zoro refused to move. "Zoro!" She stomped her foot, absolutely fuming. "Stupid muscle head! Just come to the table!"

Zoro glared right back and forcefully unlinked their arms. He started to turn away from her, but she grabbed onto his arm once more.

"Please?" Nami pleaded. She stuck out her bottom lip and made her eyes big and innocent. Her hand slid from his arm to his hand. She rubbed it tenderly, hoping to get him to stay.

Zoro was about to refuse again and snatch his hand back from the conniving witch when some blonde asshole floated towards them, eyes dreamily set on Nami.

"Nami-swan!" he cooed obnoxiously. "Are you ready for our lovely date?" he swooned, hearts in his eyes.

Zoro felt himself inwardly retch. Now he knew why Nami was so desperate to have him stay.

"Uh Sanji…it's not a—" Nami began, giving Zoro a pleading look as she let go of his hand.

"Nami-swan, who's this moss-head?"

"Moss-head?" Zoro snapped, rubbing his hair.

"Nami-swan, you are so charitable! Bringing in a homeless man to share a meal!"

"Homeless?" Zoro repeated angrily. He glanced down at his clothes, rumpled and creased from his nap. The coffee stain on his shirt didn't help much…and neither did his mismatched socks…but homeless?

Wanting to stop the idiot in his tracks and pushing all regret aside, Zoro grabbed Nami by the hand. "I'm her boyfriend, asshole."

The look on the idiot's face was priceless.

So, what did you think? Will Sanji get the hint and leave Nami alone?

Probably not...haha.

I don't know for sure when I'll have the next chapter up, so please be patient. I've got exams next week, and I obviously need to study.