Ohayoo Minasan!
I'm new to the One Piece section here at ff.net. My obsession with the show has been an on again, off again ride. The first I ever saw was the manga on the net a few years ago. I wanted to see more, and so I watched a copy of a friend's DVD of the 1st movie- the poor translation caused me to set this wonderful anime aside… until a few months ago when another friend found a place to download GREAT fan subs. Arigatoo Gozaimasu Kaizoku Fansubs!
I've been reading and visiting every OP site for a while and getting myself reacquainted with the world of the show. So please let me know if I get anything mixed up!
I wrote this fic because of two reasons- it came to me in the form of a "crack" dream and I needed to write something while I was waiting for several really good OP fics to be updated ^_^ *see kate's fav lists for said OP fics*
This fic is a Sanji/Nami pairing ^_^ they are so kawaii! And it's totally obvious that it's the best coupling in OP! (How people get S/Z pairings is kind of odd- sorry Yaoi lovers… I think they hate each other, at most they are like brothers who always are competing with each other…) And I'm not totally sure where this fic really fits in with the OP timeline- I've only seen up to ep. 80, and read limited manga- so oh well…
Ok- like I said let me know if I get anything wrong or if they go too out of character- I don't think they do that much, but I could be wrong.
Enjoy!
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The sun was high in the sky over the vastness of the seas in West Blue.
The sails of the Going Merry were resting as the crew had decided to take a quick stop for supplies. The day seemed ordinary to most, but then again when were the days aboard the Going Merry ever normal… The choice in sail and nose art of the ship pretty much said all one needed to say about the five-member crew that called her home. While docked in an unimportant port each member of the small but colorful crew went their separate ways for the day.
Zoro and his three swords found their usual corner of the ship to curl up in for another one of his power naps before he would spend time training. Usopp and Luffy went off in search of weird gadgets and the all-important meat for Luffy's endless abyss of a stomach.
Nami, with a heart eyed Love Cook close at her heels was preparing for another great opportunity to fatten her purse… that was after she ditched the blonde.
'Really!' She thought to herself as she walked up the road away from the harbor and docks. 'How does that baka expect me to do any decent work around here when he's following like a love sick puppy?' Sighing Nami turned around and put her hands on her hips, fuming.
"What exactly do you think you're doing?" She glared at the cook who tried to look innocent.
"What's wrong Nami-san?" The blonde chirped like a happy bird coming closer to the furious red head.
"Why are you following me again?" She demanded- even when she knew what he'd say.
"I'm here to protect my NAMI-SAN!!!" He exclaimed as his hands went up to his cheek and his shoes tapped souls as he fluttered in the air a bit.
Letting out another sigh- knowing it would be near impossible to lose her companion, especially when it came to his fixation on protecting her, she gave up.
"Instead of following me like a stalker… why don't you just walk with me like a normal person?" She knew it was going to be an action she regretted, but 'what's the use' she thought. His normal actions would surly get them extra attention. That was something a thief didn't want.
"N-Nami-san?!?!?" the bewildered Sanji stuttered. He couldn't believe his ears…
"Well are you going to join me or not?" She asked with yet another sigh as she rubbed her temples trying to ward off the headache she was asking for doing this.
'Really Nami- what are you thinking? He flirts with anything with two legs, a pretty face and a nice chest…' She thought to herself as the two walked together up the streets of the busy little town.
"What's wrong Nami-san?" Sanji asked her in a normal voice. This in itself caused Nami to stop in her tracks.
"Nani?"
"You seem awfully quite today… Is something wrong?" He asked he looking at her with his dark orbs, even though you could only see one… (A/n: is there ever a time where we see both of Sanji's eyes?)
"Ano… no. Nothing's wrong. I was just thinking is all." She answered not really knowing how to react towards this almost serious Sanji. 'Why does he do this to me?' She questioned herself. 'He's messing with me… he's always messing with me!' She told herself.
"I know, why don't we get something to eat Nami-san?" Sanji suggested. "That's exactly what my Nami-san needs, a nice fancy meal." The chief chirped and looked around the street for a nice restaurant.
Before Nami knew what was going on the cook had whisked her across the street and into a quaint little restaurant.
"Table for two?" The young maître d' asked Sanji as they entered.
"Hai." Sanji nodded as he followed the man towards a little table in the corner of the restaurant.
The table, with a pristine white tablecloth and fine china, was all laid out underneath a canopy of luscious plants and flowers.
"Your table sir, and madam." The man said as he pulled the chair out for Nami. It was only now that she finally realized where she was and that she was still standing, her mouth almost gaping open.
"Thank you." Nami murmured as she was seated across from the smiling blonde cook.
"What does my Nami-san want?" Sanji asked as the waitress that suddenly appeared handed them a menu.
Nami was stunned when Sanji never went heart eyed at the beautiful and scantily dressed waitress standing to his right waiting for their drink orders.
"We will have your finest bottle of champagne miss." Sanji said looking over at Nami for her approval.
"What…um…sure." She was able to squeak out, sounding so unlike her usual loud self.
"I'll be back in a moment." The waitress smiled as she walked away.
"Ano… Sanji, isn't this place a little bit expensive?" Nami asked looking at the menu and its abundance of special culinary dishes.
"Don't worry my Nami-san. Nothing is too good for you." Sanji told her with a large smile.
Inside Nami's mind she was spinning. It wasn't often that something would throw her for a loop and silence the often-overbearing navigator of the Straw Hat Pirate crew. 'What's wrong with him? First he acts normal around me, then he misses the chance to swoon over the well-endowed waitress, and now we're having a normal conversation…'
"What do you think Nami-san?" Sanji asked snapping Nami out of her internal questions.
"Ah.. What ever you think is best, you can order for me Sanji-kun." She smiled trying to recall what he had exactly asked.
"All right, but I was asking you if you were feeling well, not what you wanted to eat."
"Oh, sorry. Yes, I'm fine… it's just that I was a little caught off guard by you acting serious around me for once." She told him.
"But I'm always serious around you Nami-san." He said as he stretched across the table to put his hand over hers. This startled her- he was a blatant flirt, but never nothing so… forward before. And the way he was looking at her…
'God, am I blushing?' She screamed in her mind as she felt a faint blush flush her face. 'What is the matter with me! I NEVER blush over Sanji… I'm losing it.'
Thankfully for Nami, the waitress came back with a bottle of champagne in a bucket of ice and two wine glasses.
"There you are." She said as she poured a little into Sanji's glass for him to taste.
"Thank you, it's perfect." He said calmly and allowed her to pour him and Nami a full glass.
"Are we ready to order yet or will you need another moment?" She asked politely looking at the couple.
"Actually we are ready." Sanji smiled again looking at Nami and taking his hand off hers to point to the items on the menu.
As he did that, Nami took the opportunity to get herself together.
"Sanji-kun, you go ahead and order, I'm going to go to the lady's room. I'll be right back." She said standing up slowly. He nodded and smiled as he continued to order their meal.
-
In the women's restroom, the décor was just as picturesque as the rest of the restaurant.
After splashing cool water on her face and dabbing herself dry Nami looked at herself in the mirror. Dressed in her usual orange-ish mini skirt and white top, Nami took a good look at herself.
'It's only Sanji.' She told herself. 'He'd do this for any girl… wouldn't he?' she had to ask herself. To this question she got no answer. Standing alone in the rest room Nami stared into her reflection in the mirror.
'It would be nice…nice for someone like Sanji, who can be charming and adoring at times to… NO! Nami you will not think about that!' She stopped herself from completing that thought. 'It's Sanji for gosh sakes… and I need to stay goal oriented, not to be suckered in for… for… emotions of the heart like that. Beli! That's what I'm after! $100,000,000 Beli! Not a romance with some baka cook!' She tried to tell herself, but the more she did the more confused she became.
Giving up either way, Nami decided to put everything aside for now and let Sanji spoil her rotten. 'If I can't steal from the people of this port, why not make some profit off of someone?' She figured with a sly smile and returned to the table.
The meal was excellent and uneventful. Nami was surprised that she actually enjoyed the dinner. Sanji could be funny when given the right chance. After dinner they had no really pressing things to do.
Sanji kept a quiet mouth as he saw Nami pick a pocket or two as they walked down the street together. 'She is so cute when she's working.' He smiled. 'I can't believe she hasn't yelled all day, and she let me take her out… oh Nami-san… my Nami-san I'm in heaven…' Containing his elation Sanji kept a straight face as he watched the object of his eye 'work.'
'Well, it hasn't been a total waste of an afternoon.' Nami thought as she and Sanji entered the open market of the town. Picking up a few grocery items for the ship and then some presents for his Nami, Sanji enjoyed the time they were sharing.
But everything stopped when from somewhere in the crowd his name was called out.
"SANJI!" A voice broke the couple's comfortable silent stroll.
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A/N: Oh I almost forgot the most important and oh so loved thing that every fic needs- the legal stipulation that says I am not the owner of the characters I'm using in my story ^_^; everyone got it?
So what will happen next? Who could be calling for Sanji? Who knows… you'll have to wait and find out ^_^;
Ja Ne!
I'm new to the One Piece section here at ff.net. My obsession with the show has been an on again, off again ride. The first I ever saw was the manga on the net a few years ago. I wanted to see more, and so I watched a copy of a friend's DVD of the 1st movie- the poor translation caused me to set this wonderful anime aside… until a few months ago when another friend found a place to download GREAT fan subs. Arigatoo Gozaimasu Kaizoku Fansubs!
I've been reading and visiting every OP site for a while and getting myself reacquainted with the world of the show. So please let me know if I get anything mixed up!
I wrote this fic because of two reasons- it came to me in the form of a "crack" dream and I needed to write something while I was waiting for several really good OP fics to be updated ^_^ *see kate's fav lists for said OP fics*
This fic is a Sanji/Nami pairing ^_^ they are so kawaii! And it's totally obvious that it's the best coupling in OP! (How people get S/Z pairings is kind of odd- sorry Yaoi lovers… I think they hate each other, at most they are like brothers who always are competing with each other…) And I'm not totally sure where this fic really fits in with the OP timeline- I've only seen up to ep. 80, and read limited manga- so oh well…
Ok- like I said let me know if I get anything wrong or if they go too out of character- I don't think they do that much, but I could be wrong.
Enjoy!
-
The sun was high in the sky over the vastness of the seas in West Blue.
The sails of the Going Merry were resting as the crew had decided to take a quick stop for supplies. The day seemed ordinary to most, but then again when were the days aboard the Going Merry ever normal… The choice in sail and nose art of the ship pretty much said all one needed to say about the five-member crew that called her home. While docked in an unimportant port each member of the small but colorful crew went their separate ways for the day.
Zoro and his three swords found their usual corner of the ship to curl up in for another one of his power naps before he would spend time training. Usopp and Luffy went off in search of weird gadgets and the all-important meat for Luffy's endless abyss of a stomach.
Nami, with a heart eyed Love Cook close at her heels was preparing for another great opportunity to fatten her purse… that was after she ditched the blonde.
'Really!' She thought to herself as she walked up the road away from the harbor and docks. 'How does that baka expect me to do any decent work around here when he's following like a love sick puppy?' Sighing Nami turned around and put her hands on her hips, fuming.
"What exactly do you think you're doing?" She glared at the cook who tried to look innocent.
"What's wrong Nami-san?" The blonde chirped like a happy bird coming closer to the furious red head.
"Why are you following me again?" She demanded- even when she knew what he'd say.
"I'm here to protect my NAMI-SAN!!!" He exclaimed as his hands went up to his cheek and his shoes tapped souls as he fluttered in the air a bit.
Letting out another sigh- knowing it would be near impossible to lose her companion, especially when it came to his fixation on protecting her, she gave up.
"Instead of following me like a stalker… why don't you just walk with me like a normal person?" She knew it was going to be an action she regretted, but 'what's the use' she thought. His normal actions would surly get them extra attention. That was something a thief didn't want.
"N-Nami-san?!?!?" the bewildered Sanji stuttered. He couldn't believe his ears…
"Well are you going to join me or not?" She asked with yet another sigh as she rubbed her temples trying to ward off the headache she was asking for doing this.
'Really Nami- what are you thinking? He flirts with anything with two legs, a pretty face and a nice chest…' She thought to herself as the two walked together up the streets of the busy little town.
"What's wrong Nami-san?" Sanji asked her in a normal voice. This in itself caused Nami to stop in her tracks.
"Nani?"
"You seem awfully quite today… Is something wrong?" He asked he looking at her with his dark orbs, even though you could only see one… (A/n: is there ever a time where we see both of Sanji's eyes?)
"Ano… no. Nothing's wrong. I was just thinking is all." She answered not really knowing how to react towards this almost serious Sanji. 'Why does he do this to me?' She questioned herself. 'He's messing with me… he's always messing with me!' She told herself.
"I know, why don't we get something to eat Nami-san?" Sanji suggested. "That's exactly what my Nami-san needs, a nice fancy meal." The chief chirped and looked around the street for a nice restaurant.
Before Nami knew what was going on the cook had whisked her across the street and into a quaint little restaurant.
"Table for two?" The young maître d' asked Sanji as they entered.
"Hai." Sanji nodded as he followed the man towards a little table in the corner of the restaurant.
The table, with a pristine white tablecloth and fine china, was all laid out underneath a canopy of luscious plants and flowers.
"Your table sir, and madam." The man said as he pulled the chair out for Nami. It was only now that she finally realized where she was and that she was still standing, her mouth almost gaping open.
"Thank you." Nami murmured as she was seated across from the smiling blonde cook.
"What does my Nami-san want?" Sanji asked as the waitress that suddenly appeared handed them a menu.
Nami was stunned when Sanji never went heart eyed at the beautiful and scantily dressed waitress standing to his right waiting for their drink orders.
"We will have your finest bottle of champagne miss." Sanji said looking over at Nami for her approval.
"What…um…sure." She was able to squeak out, sounding so unlike her usual loud self.
"I'll be back in a moment." The waitress smiled as she walked away.
"Ano… Sanji, isn't this place a little bit expensive?" Nami asked looking at the menu and its abundance of special culinary dishes.
"Don't worry my Nami-san. Nothing is too good for you." Sanji told her with a large smile.
Inside Nami's mind she was spinning. It wasn't often that something would throw her for a loop and silence the often-overbearing navigator of the Straw Hat Pirate crew. 'What's wrong with him? First he acts normal around me, then he misses the chance to swoon over the well-endowed waitress, and now we're having a normal conversation…'
"What do you think Nami-san?" Sanji asked snapping Nami out of her internal questions.
"Ah.. What ever you think is best, you can order for me Sanji-kun." She smiled trying to recall what he had exactly asked.
"All right, but I was asking you if you were feeling well, not what you wanted to eat."
"Oh, sorry. Yes, I'm fine… it's just that I was a little caught off guard by you acting serious around me for once." She told him.
"But I'm always serious around you Nami-san." He said as he stretched across the table to put his hand over hers. This startled her- he was a blatant flirt, but never nothing so… forward before. And the way he was looking at her…
'God, am I blushing?' She screamed in her mind as she felt a faint blush flush her face. 'What is the matter with me! I NEVER blush over Sanji… I'm losing it.'
Thankfully for Nami, the waitress came back with a bottle of champagne in a bucket of ice and two wine glasses.
"There you are." She said as she poured a little into Sanji's glass for him to taste.
"Thank you, it's perfect." He said calmly and allowed her to pour him and Nami a full glass.
"Are we ready to order yet or will you need another moment?" She asked politely looking at the couple.
"Actually we are ready." Sanji smiled again looking at Nami and taking his hand off hers to point to the items on the menu.
As he did that, Nami took the opportunity to get herself together.
"Sanji-kun, you go ahead and order, I'm going to go to the lady's room. I'll be right back." She said standing up slowly. He nodded and smiled as he continued to order their meal.
-
In the women's restroom, the décor was just as picturesque as the rest of the restaurant.
After splashing cool water on her face and dabbing herself dry Nami looked at herself in the mirror. Dressed in her usual orange-ish mini skirt and white top, Nami took a good look at herself.
'It's only Sanji.' She told herself. 'He'd do this for any girl… wouldn't he?' she had to ask herself. To this question she got no answer. Standing alone in the rest room Nami stared into her reflection in the mirror.
'It would be nice…nice for someone like Sanji, who can be charming and adoring at times to… NO! Nami you will not think about that!' She stopped herself from completing that thought. 'It's Sanji for gosh sakes… and I need to stay goal oriented, not to be suckered in for… for… emotions of the heart like that. Beli! That's what I'm after! $100,000,000 Beli! Not a romance with some baka cook!' She tried to tell herself, but the more she did the more confused she became.
Giving up either way, Nami decided to put everything aside for now and let Sanji spoil her rotten. 'If I can't steal from the people of this port, why not make some profit off of someone?' She figured with a sly smile and returned to the table.
The meal was excellent and uneventful. Nami was surprised that she actually enjoyed the dinner. Sanji could be funny when given the right chance. After dinner they had no really pressing things to do.
Sanji kept a quiet mouth as he saw Nami pick a pocket or two as they walked down the street together. 'She is so cute when she's working.' He smiled. 'I can't believe she hasn't yelled all day, and she let me take her out… oh Nami-san… my Nami-san I'm in heaven…' Containing his elation Sanji kept a straight face as he watched the object of his eye 'work.'
'Well, it hasn't been a total waste of an afternoon.' Nami thought as she and Sanji entered the open market of the town. Picking up a few grocery items for the ship and then some presents for his Nami, Sanji enjoyed the time they were sharing.
But everything stopped when from somewhere in the crowd his name was called out.
"SANJI!" A voice broke the couple's comfortable silent stroll.
-
A/N: Oh I almost forgot the most important and oh so loved thing that every fic needs- the legal stipulation that says I am not the owner of the characters I'm using in my story ^_^; everyone got it?
So what will happen next? Who could be calling for Sanji? Who knows… you'll have to wait and find out ^_^;
Ja Ne!