A/N: Second chapter done. (Yay!) Once again, thanks for reading and if there are any mistakes then point them out. Hope you enjoy :)

Fit or Fat?

Chapter 2

Back on the Sunny, everyone was celebrating. They had just estimated the worth of their treasure to be 300,000 berries.

"Yosh!" cried Luffy. "Now I can buy that bronze statue!"

"Hold it, Luffy," Nami pulled him back from the shining pile. "You only get 10%, remember?"

"Oh, yeah," remembered Luffy, his dream of a bronze statue once again shattered. "Then I'll buy meat instead." He brightened up at this thought.

"When do we get to the next island, Nami-swan?" asked Sanji, also keen to spend his 30,000 berries.

"In about three days," replied Nami. She looked up at the sky, suddenly realising how dark it was. "Hey, we should probably go to bed. We'll need our strength tomorrow, cause I can feel a storm on the way."

"OK," agreed Luffy, always happy for a reason to give orders. "MEN! LET'S GO TO BED!"

The Straw Hats said their goodnights and went into their respective quarters, Nami and Robin to the women's, and the others to the men's. Nami was in deep thought, however, whilst getting ready for bed. She couldn't stop thinking about the fact that Chopper, Usopp and Sanji had all protected her, and she had been able to do nothing.

I'm just weak. she thought to herself. I wish I was stronger. I don't want to be helpless with others risking their lives for me.

She heard the clanking noises of weights being lifted. Zoro was on guard duty.

Zoro gets pretty strong from training all the time. Maybe I could too. It can't be hard if an idiot like him can do it. She decided she'd ask him the next day. She yawned and closed her eyes, hoping Zoro wouldn't make things difficult for her.

The next morning, Nami woke up with rising excitement. She rushed out of bed, out of her's and Robin's room, across the Sunny's deck and up the ladder to the crow's nest.

"OI, ZORO!" she yelled, noticing the swordsman, sleeping whilst holding a weight. He awoke with a start, almost dropping the weight on his foot.

"Don't shout at me, your disturbing me," grunted Zoro, apparently not pleased by the intrusion. "What do you want?"

"Well... actually it's kinda important," began Nami, not quite sure how to phrase it.

"Huh?" Nami wasn't the kind of person who'd come to Zoro about important things.

"So, y'know how we're pirates, and well... we get into lots of fights, right?"

"Right." Zoro had no idea where this was going.

"Well, I was thinking... I'm not a great fighter, and our enemies are only gonna grow stronger. So... I was wondering if maybe you'd have it in your deep, dark heart, hidden away somewhere, to... train me to become stronger?" Nami hoped Zoro wouldn't make fun of her for that.

"Alright," Zoro answered simply.

"Alright?"

"Alright. I'm glad to see you working towards something other than money." He looked into her eyes and she forced herself not to look away. "It'll be interesting to see how long you'll be able to handle it."

Nami snorted at this comment. "It's not like I'll be backing out at all. I'm all ready. Let's begin after breakfast," she said, hurrying to the trapdoor leading to the ladder and the deck. Zoro pulled her back by her shoulder.

"Wait just a second. You want me to train you, right? So, Lesson 1, breakfast is no longer the first activity of the day. You'll do 100 press-ups before you leave."

Nami stared at him. She hadn't expected to start so soon or for it to be so painful so soon.

"Well?" Zoro ordered, starting his own press-ups. "If you don't start soon, you'll miss breakfast altogether."

"Y-yeah, right," Nami lowered herself to the ground, and began her training. The first few weren't too bad, but she soon got tired and after six she could do no more. She lay on the floor, breathing heavily.

"You serious right now?" Zoro exclaimed. "I've already done over 100 and I'm barely even feeling it."

"But... but you've been doing this for years..." Nami protested, between breaths. "Can't I just start of easy and then build up from there?" Zoro sighed, sitting up after 217 press-ups.

"OK, just do ten today." Nami picked herself up, and tried to finish the last four.

"You're doing it wrong." Zoro was watching this time, seeing if he could refine her technique. "Straighten your back more. Don't stick your butt out. Bend your elbows more."

"OK, OK, I'm trying!" After about ten minutes, Nami managed to finish her ten press-ups, and was allowed to leave.

Zoro and Nami walked into the galley where everyone was well into breakfast, even Sanji had sat down. Everyone looked up at the latecomers. For Zoro, everyone knew he always trained before breakfast, but Nami? Since when was she late for breakfast?

Sanji was the first to speak

"Nami-swan, I saved you a place next to me and plenty of food." He glared at Luffy who was known for taking food off other people's plates.

"Thank you, Sanji-kun," replied Nami.

"You'd better try and grab yourself some scraps, Marimo," added Sanji coldly. Zoro scowled and pulled some meat of Luffy's overfilled plate, sitting at the opposite side of the table.

"Oi, Nami," called Usopp, through a mouthful of chicken. "Why are you all sweaty?"

"What?!" Nami exclaimed. She had forgotten that would be a consequence of the exercise. "Uh, it's not sweat... it's, uh, I had a shower.

Sanji flared up. "Usopp! You don't ask a lady that kind of thing!"

Usopp shrank back. "OK, OK, I'm sorry. Calm down!" he said holding his hands in front of his face.

Luffy was confused. "But Nami, if you had a shower, why do you smell so much?"

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?!" roared Sanji, kicking Luffy's head so his neck stretched and it hit the wall behind.

Nami remained silent for the rest of the meal, listening to the other Straw Hats talk about random stuff, mostly what they would buy at the next island with their newly-acquired treasure. When they were done, the crew dispersed, going back to their everyday activities.

Zoro waited for Nami to come and said "Time for some more training. You'd better try harder this time."

"OK," replied Nami, weakly. She had not realised this would be so difficult! Zoro led her over to his dumbbells. She hoped she'd be better at lifting these than press-ups.

"Lift this one just so I can see what I'm working with here," Zoro instructed, handing her a 2kg dumbbell. She could lift this one with relative ease, although it strained her arm to do so. "OK," he said, his face unreadable. "Let's try this: 3kg." As soon as he let go of it, Nami's arm dropped. "Right. You just work on pulling that up for a while. 100 lifts. And that means 100."

Nami pulled up as hard as she could, but it just wouldn't move. "I-I can't. It's too heavy."

"No, you just don't believe in yourself. You can't do anything if you can't even believe it."

"I do believe I can!" argued Nami.

"Really?" challenged Zoro. "Then why don't you lift the weight?"

"Cause it's too heavy!"

"Then you don't believe you can do it?"

"I didn't say that."

"Then what's the problem?"

"Maybe you're the problem! You're a crappy teacher, and I can't learn anything from you!" Nami stormed of to her room, leaving Zoro half-guilty about provoking her and half-relieved no-one else saw that.