This story has gone under major revision since it was published and I feel that it is much better than its earlier version. I hope that everyone enjoys it more than its predecessor.

Hello everyone, please just let me apologize for any amateurish writing or mistakes. I'm still just a... well amateur.

Pairing: Nami x Luffy

Summary: Luffy and the gang have just docked on a strange island when Nami and Luffy get into a fight, resulting in Nami getting kidnapped.

Disclaimers: I do NOT own One Piece or any of the characters in it that appear in this story.

Please enjoy.

The Sunny waded through the waters lazily. Rays from the early afternoon light bounced off of the rhythmic waves and shone hypnotically on the ship's sides. As it shushed to a halt at Gold Town's dock its crew made their way about the ship, performing their respective tasks. All was serenely routine at the dock when the ship arrived. The dock hands were working their laborious jobs. Most were carrying huge pieces of rectangular wood over to an injured ship in need of repair. They were close, just a few more feet ahead and they would be there. And they would have made it too. If it weren't for a certain raven haired captain atop the Sunny yelling as loud as he could, "We're here!"

The break in their concentration caused a dock hand at the front end to slip. Straight into the water. With the front falling into the water the back end was lifted high into the air. Dock hands were flown about like helicopter leaves and ruined the other projects at the yard when they fell onto them. Thus creating mass destruction.

Nami's fist came down on Luffy's bare head with its regular ferocity, forming a giant bump. "Calm down!"

"Ow! Nami, what was that for?" Luffy whined.

"You idiot! It's for wrecking the entire dock! Besides, everyone on the island doesn't need to know that the Strawhat pirates are here," she fumed, mocha colored eyes narrowing dangerously and short red hair gleaming in the sunlight. Unaffected by the puppy dog look Luffy was shooting her way, she turned to help the others with docking. The black spaghetti strap top and blue skirt she was wearing left her pinwheel orange tattoo exposed to wandering eyes. Luffy glared at it in his tiny version of revenge. Pout still evident.

A few minutes later the crew gathered around name by the mast. "Nami-swaaaaaaan! We're finished." Sanji gushed. His eyes had once again turned into hearts that beat to the rhythm of his love for the two females on board.

"Thanks Sanji," she smiled in return. The chef's heart leapt from his chest and he was about to start in about how beautiful she was when she began speaking again. He couldn't interrupt his precious Nami-swan. "Alright everyone, here are all of the usual amounts with all of the usual interest rates." At this she pointedly looked at the resident swordsman. Zoro glared a bit harder at her and tightened his crossed arms around his white shirt clad chest. "It's already afternoon but let's try to get off the island by nightfall." Sensing the end of her short speech, the crew members shuffled closer to her to grab their loans One by one they wondered off until there was one left. Luffy's straw hat picked up slightly in the breeze and brush against his red vest as he waited as patiently as he was able.

"Nami where's my money."

"You never get money."

"I always get money."

"You can't trick me into giving you money."

"Why not?" The pout made a return.

"We've been over this. All you'll ever spend it on is meat and Sanji's getting that right now."

"We never have enough meat."

"We always have just enough." Nami glared at him to emphasize her point.

The captain just puffed up his cheeks and made his pout a little more prominent, already aware of how this would end from countless similar fights. For a captain, he doesn't get his way a lot. Regarding him with suspicious eyes, Nami tensed up to continue the argument. He didn't usually give up this easily. Then again, he only had three slabs of meat earlier in the day because he went on a binge a couple of days ago. The droopy eyes confirmed it. He hadn't had enough meat. She sighed warily before walking past Luffy towards the dock. "Come on."

"Huh?" he questioned.

"You're coming with me for today," Nami stated.

"Whhyyyy?"

"Because if you don't I know you're going to destroy the whole town and I don't wanna fork over the money to fix it!" she shouted, whipping around to properly glare at him. He heaved one last, big sigh before grinning again and following behind his navigator.

Hidden by the shadows from the Inn, a pair of men watched Nami and Luffy exit the Sunny and make their way into town. The tall, lanky man in his black suit tapped the well-muscled arm of his giant companion and pointed to Nami's orange hair. Both felt smug smirks inch across their faces.

The sun was already touching the horizon by the time Nami dragged Luffy to the "last shop" and meant it. It was a bookstore that had been mentioned on the previous island they had visited for the accuracy of its maps. Indeed their maps were accurate. 'They aren't, however, accurately priced,' thought Nami as she convinced the manager to lower the price. She made sure to lean forward and show him more of her cleavage to strengthen her argument. It wasn't very difficult to convince him. The island didn't get many visitations from women of Nami's caliber and it took very little effort. A strand of her hair slipped past her ear and she twirled it with her finger as she batted her lashes at him. "Surely that can't be the price. Shouldn't it be a bit… lower?" Nami whispered the last word. All the manager could get out was a strangled, "Yes, yes," as he failed at not getting caught looking down her shirt.

She managed to get away with the map for 150 beli.

Luffy had watched the exchange with much less enthusiasm than Nami. He didn't like seeing her act that way with the manager. Or any other male for that matter. His chest had constricted tightly and by the end of the ordeal he had thought up of quite a few fantasies including the bashing in of his head. He stilled and blinked once. 'Why am I mad?' These thoughts and feelings confused him. It wasn't like the man had hurt or cheat her. In fact, it was the opposite. Nami was practically robbing the poor man. Whatever they were, Luffy didn't like having these feelings and tried to shake them off as he followed Nami out onto the street.

"Ah, this town's the best. I got a ton of good deals," Nami squealed to Luffy.

"Are you done now? Can we eat? I want meat," Luffy demanded. With all of the shopping bags from the various stores they went to piled up in his arms he looked like a giant, multi-colored shopping bag with a face sticking out the top.

Nami looked at him from head to toe. He had behaved himself well throughout the afternoon-other than when he demolished three street stands trying to capture the meat he was daydreaming about- and he only tried to force her into going to four different restaurants. The boy deserved a treat.

"One more place," she ordered, making her way down the bustling street. Luffy let loose a Luffy sized groan but continued to follow her anyway. She glanced between the colorful shops on either side of the street with veiled suspicion. While all of the people and shop owners had been courteous and even nice Nami couldn't help but feel something was wrong. It was there, just below the surface. Something in the way nearly every woman had her head tilted slightly down or the way the men looked at them. Admiration with an underlying sense of protectiveness and, maybe, fear. Mentally shaking her head, she assured herself that they would be gone before nightfall. Not, however, before Luffy got his treat. She needed to give him incentive to keep behaving like this.

A few feet away delicate white tables and chairs sat outside a warm yellow cafe storefront. It was the nicest looking place they had seen and Nami decided it was where they would go. Once she stepped up to a table and began to sit down a waiter with slicked back black hair wearing the classic butler suit walked up to her. His features were bland and very forgettable, the only defining feature being that his face looked like it had been stretched out vertically. "Good afternoon mada-"

"Nami! Are we really eating here? Can I get anything I want? Can I get meat? I'm getting meat." Luffy interrupted the waiter.

The poor, bland man cleared his throat in irritation before opening his mouth to begin again. "Good a-"

"I'll have the house special and he'll take every single ounce of meat you have to offer," Nami instructed without looking away from the menu. "And no, I'm not kidding about that last part."

Clearing his throat once again, the waiter muttered a stiff, "Very good," and stomped off towards the kitchens

Luffy grinned from ear to ear. It was finally just the two of them. Him and his navigator. No managers in sight. "Hey, hey Nami. What island are we going to next?"

"It's about a month's travel from here. From what I've read it's supposed to be spectacular. The castle on it is said to be made entirely from glass. I think it was called Devenir." Nami replied animatedly. She was excited that she could stop hassling the unsuspecting shop owners to talk with her secret love. The feeling was mutual and, as their meal progressed, they talked about everything from their upcoming adventures to missing their old friends and their ship mates' antics. While they talked it was like they were in their own world and neither wanted to leave.

After they finished their food and Nami was taking out her wallet she finally noticed that the sun was over half way below the horizon and sinking fast. 'We better get to the Sunny. And quick.'

Suddenly a tan and rather hairy hand slithered onto their table and gripped her hand firmly. She tried to ignore how the hairs tickled as she looked up and her attention went straight to the slicked back platinum blonde hair. It looked like a shiny helmet. The blue of the eyes of the helmet hair flashed in the light of the fading sun as he delivered some spiel to her. When she managed to divert her focus from his hair the stranger was already half way through it.

"-you doing, paying for your own food?" he finished by leering with a full set of gold teeth, nearly blinding her with their sparkles.

Sensing him to be a prime target, Nami began sweet talking him. She brought up her left hand and rested her chin in its palm. "I don't know. What are you going to do about it?"

"I'll pay for it in exchange for you showing me around town."

"Well, I don't know," she said as she worried her lip and looked up at him through her lashes. "It's getting dark."

As the stranger had been giving his spiel his entourage of black suited men with black fedoras covering their faces had snuck around the table and had enclosed to the pair in. Luffy watched their interaction with a blank face but emotions roiled up within him. The same emotions from earlier came back tenfold. His jealousy flared up and this time he wasn't just angry at the man. He was angry with Nami. They'd been sharing a nice evening together by themselves for the first time in months. Since it was rare he wanted her completely to himself in these moments. How could she? Didn't she know what it was doing to him? How much it hurt to watch her act like this with other guys? How angry it made him? It was too much. He couldn't stay there any longer.

Nami felt a shiver go down her spine while she flirted her way into a free meal. She slowly looked over to the one person she hadn't been paying attention to and what she saw chilled her to the bone. Luffy sat there, silently glaring at her. Heated fury gathered in his eyes, almost scorching her with its ferocity. He opened his mouth and she wanted him to start yelling at the top of his lungs, for him to start acting normal. Instead a hissed whisper came out. So quiet Nami could barely hear it. "I've had enough. You can flirt with people you don't even know by yourself." It was like she was frozen, sitting there as she watched Luffy unconsciously snatch up her things and quietly storm off.

'He didn't even yell. No storming off or mad glare,' she thought, terrified, 'He just sat there. Luffy just sat there. Stone still, with that calm, furious glare and cold, whispered voice.' Nami fought to swallow with her suddenly dry throat, her hands became clammy and started to shake as a cold sweat broke out all over her body. Luffy had never acted like that before. She needed to go after him, to apologize. She-

"Hey, babe. C'mon," the stranger roughly grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the chair after him.

-needed to get away from these people. Their sinister smirks and cruel eyes just now registered in her mind. How the hidden knives and guns had gotten past her trained eyes was a mystery. One she didn't have the luxury of time to find out. A smothered thought finally made it to her conscious state. 'Danger! Run! LUFFY!'

But Luffy was already gone.

I'm sorry about all of the exclamation points but both characters yell. A lot. Especially around each other.

I promise that it won't take me four years to update on this again. In fact, I'll get on it now.

Please tell me what I can improve on and hopefully the story will get better as it goes on.

Thank you for reading =)