Disclaimer: Don't own One Piece.
a/n: I felt like doing a slightly more realistic fic. I feel that if there was a ZoNa aspect to the One Piece manga, this would be how it is. I think Zoro and Nami would be too stubborn to admit their feelings for each other in the end. Angsty, yes I know.
Do I hate him or love him?
That man who walks on his own, a frown of stone set upon his rugged face. He is my crewmate, a friend supposedly. However there are times when I question how I really feel towards this icy swordsman.
Sometimes the clinking of his swords triggers my wrath, and I catch him in an argument, and we exchange pointless insults and hollow words. We don't mean it, not really. Because we forget it moments afterwards.
Sometimes the sound of those swords is the sound I love the most, the sound I need when I'm upset, or scared, or simply lonely. Then, the swordsman comes and we talk meaningless nothings, absorbing each other's presence.
It is those moments when I realise that this person isn't made of rock, but flesh and blood.
It is those moments when I feel my heart race and my feelings stir.
That is when I wonder and question myself – do I love him?
He argues with me one second and then rescues me the other. What am I supposed to think?
I haven't received a glimpse of an answer yet. I couldn't ask him about it – I'm too stubborn, and so is he. That's why that question will never be resolved.
Enemy or soulmate?
Who knows.
a/n: Short huh? Please R&R because you'll feel good afterwards ;) Rock on.