A/N: This story doesn't really have an ending, or a plot, at the moment. It's written as a one-shot, but I might add Nami's POV if i get an idea of how to go about it. Anyway it's mostly just Robin musing to herself.
Disclaimer: Nothing in One Piece is mine, but the words below are. If One Piece WERE mine it'd be so much less of an adventure story. Haha~
Robin sat alone in her quarters. From where she was she could see her precious collection of books quite clearly. Normally she would've been able to pick out something quite easily, but today, she just wasn't in the mood.
She wanted to badly to just stay in the room and not return to deck, but lingering where she was for too long would arouse a certain green haired swordsman's suspicions and she did not need that either.
Running her fingers across the numerous book spines, she finally sighed and took a thick, hard bound title at random, not intending to read it at all. The brunette settled herself in her usual seat and proceeded to pretend to flip through the pages.
Perhaps it was best that the red head wasn't around in the seat beside her. Thinking about the navigator made her soul feel so empty at the moment.
Robin walked up to a rather peculiar scene on deck.
Nami was holding a book.
Reading a book.
Taking a peek at the title explained all the curiousness of the situation. Celestial Navigation for the New World Seafarer. Robin smiled and took her usual seat with a book of her own.
The younger woman put looked over the pages at the archeologist, 'Ne, Robin, have you read books like these?'
'I normally read history books, navigator san. I'm glad you found a book that captured your interest.'
'Oh this? I found it in the junk pile downstairs. God knows how it ended up on here.' Nami replied, the various graphs and diagrams commanding her attention once more.
'Navigator san, I believe with these books, it would be best to experience it yourself. Tonight seems to be a cloudless one.'
Nami perked up, 'You're fond of late nights, right Robin? Join me?'
Robin heaved a heavy sigh as the next thoughts entered her mind, like a well rehearsed play.
The navigator later postponed the stargazing session. Saying something about having to finish her map while the waves were this perfectly calm and the boat wasn't rocking.
Then she promised the next day.
Now Robin wasn't such a petty woman that she would mind a one-time blow off. But Nami did not stop at the first time. The red head put off the plan again and again on successive nights, each citing a different reason.
In the end, it came to the point where Robin couldn't tolerate any longer. She just proceeded to sleep early for the next few nights, thus liberating the younger woman from the chore of creating a new excuse for the night.
She did not want to remember any of this. To think that she had been so uncharacteristically looking forward to the navigator's invitation on the first night, only to have her over eager heart crushed again and again by one excuse after another.
To make matters worse, the delicate balance of friendship – or whatever ties that they have formed between one another – that Robin had so carefully constructed, seem to have been destroyed. There was an awkwardness in the air that neither would bare to admit, but also neither would bear to suffer in each other's presence.
Robin was disappointed in Nami.
And Nami, well, who knows what she was thinking when she started all this with an invitation she did not mean to honor.
If you like it, please review! This is my first time posting anything so anything you say would be such an encouragement.
If you hate it, please review anyway. I would really like to know what i wrote caused that hatred. ^^ Need to improve myself, no?