Nami's Plunder.

A fresh Start.

Story Summary: Nami's hired as a maid for a wealthy businessman and his idiot son. She's focused on robbing everything that's not nailed down. However she soon realizes she may have bit off more than she could chew.

A/N: Just started writing. The M Rating is a blanket rating. So I haven't decided if it's going to stay. Also it's M rated because of the. "The Implication" this fic dances around that dubious side of being a Maid. So it may or may not get steamy.

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Nami.

Nami groaned as she slipped on the stockings, the last of her maid outfit. She studied herself in the mirror. Nami had to admit. She looked incredibly cute.

Nami was not a fan of the job, however the pay was way too good to pass up on. She had responded to a housekeeping ad in the paper.

Of course when Nami got here there were droves of other women competing for the same position as her. In the end though she's the one who got the job. Nami was to more or less be a maid. More or less clean and take orders, Nami sighed. She was very intelligent. But yet the only way people noticed her was her looks and she was belittled in anything related to cartography.

Nami hated being a woman in that regard. She hated being second fiddle and forced to be a maid instead of what she could really do! Nami huffed and slipped on her shoes. Nami looked over to the mirror. Studying her maiden outfit.

'Is this all I can do?' Nami thought desperately. 'Am I really just destined for ridiculous jobs like this?'

Nami smiled in the end. At least she was not a stripper, she had way too much self respect. She giggled and walked to her boss.

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Nami.

Monkey D. Dragon didn't strike her as a man who liked to laugh. The man was very solemn, had a frown that was stuck to his scarred up face consistently. Still, with the wages he was paying her he could be a goddamn werewolf and she'd still take the job.

The two of them were currently in the dining room of the house. Well, when Nami said house she meant small mansion. It was a grand house and the dining room alone was forty feet across The table was exquisite, a dark mahogany wood colored in the table. An single chandelier hung up, lighting the entire room. The same mahogany wood chairs lined up the room. Overall the man was loaded with cash.

But before she could get lost in her thoughts, she was interrupted.

Cough* The man cleared his throat. Interrupting Nami's gaze of the room.

Nami stood straight up and cleared her throat

"Yes Sire?" Nami asked straightening out her back and resting her hands behind her back

The man just stared. I mean really stared at her Making Nami a little uneasy.

Suddenly the man spoke up.

"I suppose you're wondering what your duties are, no?" He asked with a stern rattled voice

Nami shook her head yes. Curious to what she would be doing, other than cleaning.

The man leaned back and sighed.

"Well, it's hard to admit this but…" he sighed and picked back up. "My son's an idiot…." He trailed off.

Nami felt like laughing. But held her tongue. Or asked a question in this case.

"Pardon, Sire?"

"Oh right, my mistake" The man stood up and walked to the window. Staring out to the lush green field that surrounded his house on this gloomy grey day.

"You see, I'm going away on business for two weeks." He looked forward and continued. "Now, Naturally my son is in charge while I'm away. I'm not inclined to admit it but the boy is a prodigy in the art of leading. Among other things…" Dragon spoke with some conflicting emotions. Pride it seemed like one moment, and disappointment in the next.

"Anyways, My son can't manage a house to himself. He's an imbecile. But he's still my son, and the respect I've given him he's warranted." Dragon glanced over to her.

"Do you understand?" He asked a little agitated.

Nami internally rolled her eyes. Like admitting you respected your son was such a thing you could get disgruntled about.

"Yes, Sire" Nami quickly spoke up.

Dragon sighed again. "Now, while I'm away .my son's in charge, however you will assist him the runnings of the mansion while I am away." Dragon Turned to face her "However Miss, I suspect you will be given the bulk of the work as such your pay has been accommodated to fit your workload. Do you understand?"

Nami Internally rolled her eyes again.

"Yes Sire," Nami bid again.

"Good, However you may end up doing more work than my son, However that means nothing in my eyes. He is still my blood. You may not be speak ill of my son at all, you shall refer to him as Master, or call his name with a suffix at all times. Because he has earned that right in my eyes. Is that clear?" Dragon told her coldly.

Nami was just irritated. Nami didn't get the job to play house with some arrogant daddy's boy. To top it all off she had to call him Master? Nami really hated the job now.

Nami obediently shook her head yes.

"Yes Sire"

"One last thing, You are to obey every command he gives you no matter the obscurity of them. Now I will take my leave, my limousine is outside" with that Dragon wrapped his scarf around his neck and picked up his suitcase

and left. But not before adding one line of dialogue that made her laugh.

"Oh, by the way he loves meat so cook a lot of it" He told her as he slammed the door.

Nami just broke out laughing and went to see where this doofus was.

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Nami.

Nami's first instinct was to check the master bedroom. She climbed the stairs. She noticed the paintings on the walls. In her opinion they were tasteless. 'Talk about Tacky' Nami continued to climb as she got to the top of the stairs she noticed a particular painting.

This one screamed entitlement. Dragon was standing behind a chair. His son was sitting in said chair. Nami admitted that her "Master" Nami cringed at the word. Was pretty handsome, If the painting had the likeness correct of course. They both had scowls present in the painting.

"Like Father like son..." Nami muttered. She assumed the bedroom that was directly in front of the top of the stairs was Dragon's, so she went to the nearest and knocked. This door had an L Encrusted on the door, compared to the other one Who's had a D on it.

Knock Knock Knock* Nami hammered home on the door. She heard someone groan on the inside. Sooner than later she heard the door knob start to rattle and seen the door slowly open up.

Nami readied her voice waiting on whomever was opening up.

To her surprise whomever opened it just opened up the door and went back to the bed as she heard it Creak.

Nami was confused so she called out."Master? Are you there? I'm your new Maid," Nami hated saying it. But she knew she had no choice.

"Huh?" the voice called out sounding somewhat confused.

Nami cleared her voice again. "Uhh Master, I'm your new Maid Nami, Do you mind if I come into clean?" she asked very sweet and politely.

Suddenly in an instant. She heard the bed creak and within a few seconds someone approached the door. Nami was greeted by a man who seemed about her age. He was rubbing his eye. One was locked on her. He had messy raven hair, a little scar on his face and no shirt… Nami looked away, avoiding this.

"Who are you? Where's Rhonda?" The young man asked, stil rubbing his eye.

Nami just shook her head and spoke up. "Like I said before My Name's Nami, and I'm your new maid." Nami finished uneasy. As she noticed the kid stared at her. Nami got a little self conscious.

Her figure was being flaunted really well in this outfit.

The kid just laughed in response. "Oh Shishishi, That's Cool. My Name's Luffy. I'm Dragons kid" Luffy extended his hand.

Nami didn't take it though. She was the help. She knew better.

Master Luffy also noticed this. He pulled his hand back and scratched his head. "Oh, Right My bad…" he seemed to trail off.

Nami spoke up to ease the tension "In any case, It's nice to meet you Master, I look forward to serving you" Nami offered a genuine smile.

Her master just seemed to frown. "Stop calling me that." Luffy told her irritated.

Nami was confused. "Pardon me Master? You want me to stop calling you what?" Nami asked truly confused.

"Master". "Stop calling me that." He instructed her.

Nami was incredibly confused now. Dragon had instilled in her obedience. Now his son was telling her otherwise.

"Uh huh, you want me stop calling you Master?" Nami asked. Luffy shook his head yes.

Leaving Nami confused. She spoke and told him otherwise.

"I'm sorry master, Your father instructed me to refer to you as that and that only. It'd be improper for anything else." Nami spoke with a irritated tone.

Her Master sighed and went back under his covers. "Fine, at least call me Master-Luffy instead. just calling me master, that's really weird"

Nami shifted, feeling a bit uneasy. Clearing her voice and speaking up.

"As you bid Master-Luffy, I am yours to command" Nami spoke hesitantly.

Luffy just shrugged her off more or less.

"Yeah Yeah, whatever shut the door."

Nami immediately sprang to the door and closed it.

It got pretty dark in here after that. All his blinds were up no natural light was emitting in.

Nami unsure what to do next she walked next to where Master-Luffy was lying down on his bed. And asked what his bidding was.

"Is there anything else I can do for you Master-Luffy?" Nami asked a little irritated.

Luffy opened his eyes and looked up at her. He shivered.

Nami noticed it was cold. She had goosebumps herself. The A/C was on full blast making his room a freezer.

Luffy shivered again and spoke up again, chattering between words.

"Uhh, Nami was it?" Master Luffy asked curiously.

Nami was satisfied he learned her name.

"Yes Master-Luffy?"

He looked over to the spot next to him. Quickly darting his eyes back and forth between him and his empty spot.

Suddenly she seen Luffy blush and open his mouth.

"Nami, can you sleep with me?"

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A/N: You ever hear of the term show don't tell? Well… Cliffhangers are the best way to do that. Lol. RR - MJ22