Dreamship Getaway
The Night Before
As excited as Hanzatsu was, she was in no hurry to pack. It was roughly one-thirty in the morning and she had just been informed by her dearest nakama that she wanted her dead; for some reason, the luxurious voyage the four Straw Hats were to enjoy was set to begin at seven o'clock in the morning. 'Seven a.m.,' she thought to herself lazily, 'My seventh least favourite time of the day.' Flying backwards, she sprawled herself out over her 'Princess-sized' mattress, closed her eyes and rested her right forearm over her forehead. Sighing effortlessly, the bandana-wearing navigator began to wonder how her trip with a monkey, duck and…hedgehog would actually turn out. Couldn't be relaxing, she knew, but the thrills she anticipated made her desire of adventure convince her to attend the getaway.
The only problem was what was she going to wear? Mumei had promised her a certain blond as her escort to the resort, offering her extra hours of sleep, hoping to interest her into participating in the trip. Mumei had known, Hanzatsu knew, that she would look for any way out of going, especially after hearing of the sleeping arrangements. Whether it was for the sake of money or company, the female 'Speed Racer' would not tolerate any form of skipping from the trip. And with enough simple quarrels between the two females to last a lifetime, Hanzatsu merely groaned at the dread that filled her worried head. Her head fell into her hands.
"Seven A.M. … Mumei …argh…"
As she lifted her head from her melancholy a familiar face appeared before her.
"Hello my hime."
His melodic voice was all too familiar and she jolted back immediately lifting her fist but the blonde haired prince was far too quick. He grasped her balled fist lightly and gently loosened it brining the back of her hand to his lips. Her heart skipped a moment before she had time to fume.
"WHAT THE HELL!? HOW DID YOU EVEN GET IN HERE?! AN--"
His finger lightly pressed against her lips interrupted her voice abruptly. He smiled sweetly as he slid into the bed gracefully, and then threw a glance towards Hanzatsu. She cocked an eyebrow and crossed her arms, but again before she could protest the blonde prince had taken hold of her arm and pulled her in along side him.
"And how are you this lovely evening?"
"Seven in the morning."
He smiled brightly and locked his arms around her body snuggling into her.
"But my hime can sleep in! Then I'll carry you swiftly towards our location holding you closely!"
His fanboyism was undeniably evident. He had gone into love-love mode with just the simple thought. Hanzatsu thought to use this to her advantage. After all if she could get in a few hours in her own bed what was there to lose?
"But Sanji-sama!"
She cooed, turning her body to face his. She looked up at him innocently and bit her bottom lip lightly stroking his chest.
"I don't want to trouble you at all…"
He swooned red filling his face.
"Please….San-ji-sa-ma?"
His lip quivered and he grasped tighter on her frame fighting every temptation that flew into his head.
"Lets go to sleep early then…t…then my hime won't be so tired!"
This hadn't worked out at all like how she had planned and she gave a sigh easing into a lying position on her bed still held in his arms. Evidentially he refused to let go. But it was fine, seeing as she, though she couldn't care to admit, loved the closeness that could only be shared between the two. She turned her frame to her side leaning close into him, and by this point and time his fan boyish behaviour had toned down. He lifted his hand and touched it against her cheek kissing her forehead lightly, and then he tilted her head up a moment and touched her lips with a smile. Her reaction was almost automatic, she lightly and affectionately kissed him back resting one hand on his chest then wrapping the other around his neck. Regretfully he pulled back, kissed her forehead once more, and spoke softly.
"Goodnight Hanzatsu."
Disappointed slightly at the lack of time she simply sighed and responded in monotone.
"Night Sanji."
He chuckled lightly.
"I don't want to tire you out."
She fumed though her blush and threw the covers over them both.
"GOOD NIGHT SANJI."
And with that they were off to sleep.
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"MUMEI WHAT DO I PACK ?!"
The petite girl raced towards her room hands on her hips.
"Luffy-san you told me you packed already!"
He groaned and began to scratch the back of his head underneath his golden straw hat. She sighed heavily then adjusted her glasses abruptly, attempting to find to a solution to the dilemma.
"MUMEI HELP ME!"
"Okay okay!! Uhmmmm…does Luffy-san have shirts?"
The list that she now compiled in her head began to grow. Soon enough it seemed as though a mountain of things were needed for this simple two-day trip. A small bit of panic struck her and she began verbally saying the list of things. Basics such as:
"A toothbrush, towels, soap, lotion, shorts…"
Her voice trailed off as soon as she realized that the captain of the mighty mugiwara was not even paying attention. She sighed and rubbed the back of her head, a little thrown off and frustrated in the lack of attention towards her. Had he not asked her what he needed to pack? When the silence had finally reached him he looked up tilting his head slightly.
"Mumei, let's share our bags. I don't have lots of stuff."
"Yeah okay! I don't have much either just a shirt, my shorts, bandages and…"
She had neglected to remember that this was a weekend trip, which meant that there were more personal things to be packed within the bag, but before she could inform the boy he had already opened her almost empty bag. The heat flooded towards her face and she found herself jolting forwards tackling him away from the back with all the force she could, regretfully he dodged.
"UNDERWEAR!"
He shouted. In utter horror her eyes widened drawing back she shakily attempted to formulate sentences. Had he seen? Why didn't she think it though before she answered his packing question? Why in the world did this have to happen to her? She found herself stuttering to say the simplest of things. Her horror had faded just enough so release one word:
"W…what?"
The boy glanced up inquisitively.
"I forgot to pack underwear."
A wave of relief passed over her. He probably hadn't seen anything at all; at least this gave her hope. Maybe the idea had randomly found his mind. Grasping onto this hope she relaxed slightly. Her mind began to start back up, returning her speech pattern to it's normal routine.
"O…oh uhm…well you better go fetch them Luffy-san."
"Hai! I'll be back soon!"
"Okay Luffy-san!"
Pushing himself to a stance he left the room quickly rushing to get to his house and back. She saw him off with a smile waving while he left. As soon as she heard the front door close she opened the suitcase, which was now in a terrible mess, now that it had been rummaged though. Thankfully, her undergarments appeared to be untouched, unseen, and perfectly in the same condition as they had before. She sighed happily and took the opportunity to move them from the suitcase into a handbag, which she herself would personally carry. With a relaxed sigh she put on a calm eased smile lying back into her bed. She definitely dodged a bullet there. As soon as that thought left her head the straw hat clad captain slammed open her door panting holding two pairs of boxers in his hands. He panted.
"I FOUND THEM."
"That's great Luffy-san!"
Shooting up from her position she watched curiously as he once more rummaged though her things. He paused a moment closed the back then opened it again, this time throwing what little cloths in the bag at the wall in a frantic search.
"Luffy-san! What are you doing?!"
She had made her way to him tugging it his shirt to stop.
"Looking!"
"For what?!"
He slowed finally and looked towards her again.
"I want to put my underwear beside yours! Where'd yours go?!"
Mumei's eyes darted from my separate bag to the suitcase in the silence. He saw it. Her underwear. It was all over from here. She fell back on her bed, a horrendous shade of red almost painted onto her face. She groaned, and hadn't realized the straw-hat boy who now towered over her looking curiously to her…more than odd reaction. She began to murmur softly. But the words did not reach his ears when he had discovered the handbag that was not there before. It sat randomly at her bedside table. Grabbing onto it, he unzipped it, and a gigantic grin appeared on his face as he pulled out the contents triumphantly.
"FOUND THEM!"
He exclaimed. Mumei was distracted for a moment from her distraught. She pushed herself to a seat slowly, and was completely unable to comprehend the scene before her. She was unable to speak, unable to move, unable to act. Paralysed. Flinging open the case, he carefully placed her undergarments beside his, and proceeded to messily push everything back into the case. Zipping the case up, he jumped onto the bed and clung to her smiling brilliantly.
"OKAY! NIGHT MUMEI"
Facing the other direction she managed to roll on her stomach to let out a groan into her pillow. What could she have possibly done to stop this moment from happening? Perhaps, once again she should have thought even the packing though before she finalized it. But as she turned to face him, one thing became strikingly evident, it didn't matter. It brought nothing to him but a smile. There were not perverted intentions, not even a comment on what they were like. It just didn't matter with her captain. She shook her head with a small chuckle. She was worked up over nothing.
"Goodnight Luffy-san."
She said. And with that they drifted off to a peaceful sleep.