Hallo everyone.
This is my first fanfiction that I've ever written. Moreover English is not my native language. Unfortunately I have to say that my English sucks in my opinion. So please excuse any grammatical mistakes or any wrong words. But I hope that you'll still like it.
Rating M to be on the safe side.
The story is set in between chapter 695-696.

The clash

They had made it. They were out of the laboratory, the rest of the poisonous gas in the air was displaced by Nami with the help of her Sorcery Clima-Tact, the two newly emerged enemies were unconscious and Caesar was captured. Nami sighed relieved. Finally, the children were able to go home.

There stood a large tanker in front of them, almost as big as a battleship of the Navy. There would be enough space for the children on it. But first they had to be medically examined. What if they would go ape-shit again? Although it seemed that they were doing well currently, except for Mocha, who still had not regained consciousness. But strictly speaking, they were on withdrawal and the navigator did not want them to suffer even further. How could someone do this to innocent children? How could someone allow that?

Apparently there were people who did this. At this moment Nami was looking for one of them, because she had to settle something with this bastard. During the escape from the poisonous gas, both the adrenaline and the worries about the children had cooled her anger. But now it was fully back and increased additionally with every moment. The asshole could be prepared for an awful bawling out or as she liked to say, a thunderstorm. She had never been good at suppressing her fury. After some time she always needed an outlet. In her youth it was the establishment of her home, which had to endure a painful death, or some idiotic pirate, whom she had raided. Since she was a member of the Straw Hat Pirates, the boys served her as victims. Especially since they were the people, who made her see red.

Nami walked towards the tunnel, through which they had fled. The transport wagon stood before it. This was the only place which had not been searched by her yet. He definitely had to be here somewhere. She looked around, turned her head to all sides until she noticed a clanking noise coming from the right side, followed by the echo of a steady pace. Bingo.
Trafalgar Law came out of the wagon with heavy chains in his hands. In the snow Nami discovered another pair of chains next to the wagon. What was he doing?
"What are the chains for?" she almost hissed at him.
"To tie somebody up. After all they're made for this." he replied in his normal bored tone, that Nami did not like about him. She did not know exactly why, but every time he spoke, she felt a queasy feeling in her stomach area. Perfect, one more reason to be pissed at him!

She opened her mouth and was about to spill her anger out as Law walked off and left her to pick up the second pair of chains and to subsequently go to a big rock. There ajar sat Baby 5, Caesar und Buffalo. All three of them still unconscious. He knelt down and tied their bodies so that their arms were pressed against their torso and thus they were unable to move.
"I hope their made of Kairoseki."
Law threw the woman standing behind him an annoyed glance, before he straightened up and took his Nodachi that leaned next to the captives on the wall, in his right hand and leaned it against his shoulder. Only then he turned half around, looked at the navigator and asked: "What do you want?"
"Treat the kids!"
"No."
"What?"

"You'll treat the kids immediately. You owe them one."
Curious Law turned completely towards Nami and slightly raised one of his eyebrows. "Oh, I owe them one?"
"Yes. How long have you been on this island? Weeks? Months? We met the kids after a few minutes in this facility. So don't tell me that you knew nothing of them. You knew that the kids were systematically kidnapped and drugged. And you have done nothing about it. The least that you can do now is to make sure that they are doing better." she insisted.

"You have a doctor yourself. Let Tanuki-ya take care of them." His gaze went back slightly. "The little brats seem to be close to his heart."
Nami looked over Law's right shoulder. She could see Chopper together with the children. He was once again the center of attention, was under siege from all sides and laughed with the little ones.
But Nami could also see that he still was not fully fit. During the escape from building B he had changed in his monster form to prevent the children from eating the candy drug. After that, he could not move and Nami had picked him up.
"He can't take care of all by himself. He isn't fit enough yet."
Law looked at her again. "That's not my problem."
That was enough. How heartless could anyone be? Before she could even think about her actions Nami had already lifted her right hand and smacked the man in front of her in the face. His head swung from the impact of her hand to the side.

Her time stood still. She had the odd feeling of still hearing the clapping sound of the blow, her hand remained still outstretched in the air. She was unable to move, to say or to breathe. It was as if her whole body was in a state of shock.
Were it seconds or were it minutes they both remained motionless? Nami could not tell. But one thing she knew with certainty. That was not her best idea.
The orange-haired noticed this at the latest as Law gripped her hard with his left hand on her outstretched arm. Simultaneously his body urged backwards so that Nami was forced to go backwards too, if she did not want to be pressed against Law. He maneuvered her within seconds behind the rocks, out of sight of the present pirates and marines.

Nami tried to free herself from his grip. She jerked back her right arm, but Law took advantage of her drive and twisted her arm behind her back. The young woman was pushed forward by that movement and crashed against the hard body of the hat wearer.
"Hey, you're crazy? What are you doing? "She was kind of ready to tell that bastard off, but when she lifted her head and her gaze met with his gray eyes, Nami immediately fell silent.

Normally, his eyes were cold. Cold and emotionless. But now she saw it. A fire that forced its way through his iris. If the young woman had been slightly intimidated by his sober way beforehand, then she got afraid now.
Afraid that no one would come and help her.
Afraid that he would touch her even more.
Afraid that she may not would survive this confrontation unscathed.
Afraid that she maybe would like the things he might do to her?!

Without thinking Nami clenched her free hand into a fist and repeatedly hit at Law's hard chest. But the black-haired man did not seem to be impressed by her attempts to free herself. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying the whole situation, because his only response was a quiet and lewd laugh. "That will not do you any good." Law tightened his grip on her wrist so that she moaned painfully and was pushed even closer to him. Nami had the feeling that she could sense each of his defined muscles and his body heat through the thick layers of winter cloth. "Apparently I have to teach you a lesson in how a woman should behave to her man."

"What?" She had to mishear his words. He could not have said this. He would not dare. This son of…

Before Nami could bring her thoughts to an end, she felt his lips on hers. Startled, her brown eyes widened, her body froze in his movements. It was not a kiss in the real sense, only the hard pressing together of lips. Nevertheless, a slight tingling sensation spread in the belly of the navigator, which increased as Law reduced the pressure to softly move his lips against hers. He maneuvered his mouth so that their upper and lower lips were perfectly matched. He started to open his mouth slightly and thereby Nami's full lips as well. Just as he began to force his tongue through the small opening he had created, it struck her with the force of a lightning bolt. He kissed her and she allowed it.

The young woman awoke from her immovability. She squirmed in his arms, trying to go backwards, hit at him again and again. Seemingly Law did not like her efforts, as he next put his long sword on the right side into the snow and used his now free right hand to also turn Nami's left arm on her back. Now fully embraced by his strong arms, deprived of her last freedom to move, she had no other choice than to bite him. However, the surgeon of death had already thought about a possible counterattack, so he pulled his tongue out of between her lips just in time, so Nami only got his lower lip shortly between her teeth.

Accompanied by a dark growl Law clasped both her wrists with the fingers of his left hand, pushed his right in her shining curls and pulled her head back by her hair, what Nami answered with a painful moan.
He then wasted no time, bent down to the orange-haired and immediately conquered her open mouth. Without mercy he forced his tongue into her, roughly moving his lips on hers, as if everything would belong to him.
The slight tingling sensation intensified, became a burning prickling that made its way from her stomach in every tiny cell. Her whole body was on fire.

Oh Kami, he tasted so good. Like the sea. Salty, fresh, free. But the best was this delicate smoky, masculine flavor that intensified with each additional touch of his tongue. It was so seductive, so enchanting, even the itching of her chin caused by his beard was so stimulating that Nami could no longer resist and gently counteracted the pressure of his lips.

But the intimate interlude of the two pirates was suddenly interrupted as they heard a female voice. "Excuse me, but could by chance Nami be ...?" Further, the black-haired marine captain did not get, because the threatening and icy look that Trafalgar Law threw at her over his right shoulder, let her pause in mid-sentence. Single orange curls formed a contrast to a black coat sleeve. It took a few seconds for Tashigi in order to realize the situation before her. The blood rushed to her cheeks from embarrassment. "Oh, sor.. sor.. sorry for th.. the.. interruption!" she stammered loudly and bowed quickly to avert her eyes from the supposed lovers.

In the meantime Law had slightly loosened his grip on Nami's wrists and her hair, so the young woman managed to stretch her arm forward against his torso in a quick motion to gain some freedom. However, the man's right hand was still in her curls, while he had placed his left on the back of her right hand. Nami had lowered her head and looked at the snow-covered ground; after all she dared not look up, because she felt his intense look on her face and his slight grin. The last thing she wanted was that this arrogant bastard saw her softly flushed cheeks and that he would be proud of himself. It was already bad enough that he most likely noticed the heavy rise and fall of her chest and the trembling of her body.

"I wanted to tal.. talk to y.. you, but apparently it seems.. It seems to be an inconvenient time. I'm just waiting on.. on the tanker." Tashigi turned and walked away with rapid steps.

"No, wait." Nami called out to the other woman. This was the opportunity for the thief to get rid of the pirate captain. She removed his hand from her hair, pushed against his chest with her right in the hope to shake off his grip and to pass between his body and the long sword. But his fingers strongly enclosed her right hand. With force, she ran forward, pulled on her arm, trying to snatch away. But Law tugged the navigator so far back again that he could bend down to her ear and huskily whisper one last promise. "We're not finished yet. You'll soon lie under me with your legs spread wide open, screaming my name and when I'm done with you, you'll beg for more."

After all she looked up into his face. Her cheeks were still somewhat too rosy, but she did not care at that moment. She would not let this arrogant bastard have the last word. With her most beautiful smile Nami let him know it. "Never. And do you want to know why? Because you don't have the potential to satisfy a woman like me." With that she finally escaped Laws control, went hastily around the rocks without paying attention to the dark laughter behind her.

Their fears had come true.
No one had helped her. The interruption by the marine girl could not be counted as help, only as a pure stroke of luck.
The bastard had not only touched her, he had literally captured her with his body.
She had not survived this confrontation unscathed, because her lips were swollen, his taste lay on her tongue, her cheeks burned and on her chin were tiny, barely visible localized irritations caused by Law's beard, which still tingled gently.

She stepped close to the shore, breathed deeply the fresh sea air in her lungs. The fresh, salty smell filled her nose and reminded her of his flavor. As much as Nami wanted to deny it she inwardly had to admit that it had pleased her. It would be best if she could avoid circumstances in which she is alone with him in the future. The two of them alone would be far too dangerous, because she did not know if she could ever resist him.

LaNa is my absolute favorite pairing in One Piece. I think the two of them match perfectly together. =)

I don't know yet if I'll write a sequel and make a multi-chapter story out of it. It depends on your reactions. So please feel free to review. I'm open to criticism. ;)

If I write another chapter, I would like to have a beta-reader, someone who proofreads my english version. If you're interested you can write me a private message or add it to your review.

With this I say ciao and greetings from Germany, TrafLaw