Author's note: Hey guys! Well, this will be my first story ever on Fanfiction so please don't be too harsh. I am an OP fan, ZoNa shipper (everyone has their OTPs). This story is basically about Nami's thoughts on Zoro's behavior when the crew has refound their memories (around episode 220 if I'm not mistaken) but think that Zoro is still controlled by that seahorse/memory thief thing. Enjoy and if you're in the mood, leave any reviews. I would appreciate it :)
It can't be. Why hasn't he found his memory yet? Why is he behaving that way? Well, he is controlled by that stupid seahorse, of course it's some sort of its plan. That baka! Why should he be the one that acts that way? He always was the one to take care of all of the crew. To take care of her. And now? Is he really capable of hurting them? Is he capable of hurting her?
"Please, Zoro. Just go back to being you. I know that's not really you."
That's what she wanted to say. But the lump that had formed in her throat wouldn't allow her to do so. She was not scared. She was not scared of him. She was afraid what her words might cause. Or worse, what they couldn't cause. What if he ignored her and moved on slaughtering every one of them? What if the crew realied what lay behind these words? She couldn't risk either. So, she did what she could do best; she remained frozen, silent.
"If you want to hurt the ladies, you must first surpass me, stupid marimo-head", Sanji said, coming between him and the rest of the crew. Nami's tension rose dangerously. His reaction would determine it all. What he would say would define if he was still under the control of their nemesis or if he had gone back to being the real Zoro; the man she grew fond of in a way that was kind of prohibited for people who were nakama.
Yes, they did fought a lot and got on one another's nerve, but their bond was kind of special. The didn't need words to communicate, a simple look said it all. They each knew when to leave the other alone and not push the subject further. They were always there for each other and they did a great team. Yes, they had their differences but they shared a whole lot of traits, too. And that's what led her to fall in-love with a certain baka swordsman.
"Shitty-cook, get out of my way", Zoro replied with one of the widest grins she had ever seen plastered on its face.
When Nami realised that they weren't the ones he was after, but he was actually heading for the seahorse that stood right behind them, relief filled her existence. She constrained herself from running at him to, first and foremost, beat the crap out of him for scaring her like that and to hug him tightly because of all the emotions that lay inside the navigator. A smile formed on her face and lit up her feautures as she took a look his way. The baka was still there. Her baka was still with her.
When Zoro caught her looking at him, he didn't even need to do something. His eyes said it all. He was just as glad to see the stubborn navigator as she was to see the easily irritated green-haired swordsman.
Hope you liked it! Reminding that's my first attempt in writing something like this so remember to be understanding! :)