Disclaimer: Amazingly enough, someone writing fanfiction doesn't own a major franchise to put their ideas in… I don't own any part of the One Piece series, or it's characters, etc.

"Soap?" Zorro raised a green eyebrow quizzically at her.

"Yes, Soap! It can wipe away all of your energy, and leave you helpless!" Nami stood her ground, trying to convince her crewmate of her power.

"...with soap."

"Dammit, one of the CP9 had this power! Sanji, tell her what it did to you." She looked towards the pretty-boy chef for help.

"Um well... she mostly kicked me." He frowned, trying to recall the specifics of the match.

"Did you notice anything other than her cleavage?" Cried Nami, exasperated.

"Well... she did use a giant wave of bubbles at the end of it, and I couldn't move. My skin went all slippery..."

"Yes! That was it!"

"...But that didn't last very long. Ah, sorry Nami-chan!" Sanji quickly back-tracked, seeing the look on her face. "Maybe it'll be easier if you just show us, yeah?"

Right... How did she do that again?

A shiny new Nami: Part two- Getting to know your own limits

Okay... Nami slowed her breathing, trying to figure out her new power. Most of the crew were gathered in the ship's bridge, the tables cleared to the side to create an impromptu fighting space. As skeptical as Zorro was, she really wanted to show him first hand how powerful this fruit could be. Now, concentrate...

"Alright, go to attack me."

"If you say so." Zorro grunted, lifting up one of his swords. Nami had no idea which one this was, but the hilt was the more ornate of the two, she supposed. He turned his body away; in a preparing pose... then, he sliced! The sword stopped less than an inch away from her neck, as nothing had happened to block it.

"Was I supposed to keep on going?"

"N-n-no... that was good. Try again!" She yelled, trying to cover her panic.

"Alright, geez..." He sighed, beginning to think this was a waste of time. Zorro slashed again...

The sword bouncing away, a giant bar of soap blocking the attack! Yes! Cried Nami inside, happy to get it right. Zorro frowned, cutting again, to no effect. He tensed, putting more force into his blade, spinning his whole body into it, as his sword nicked the side of the soap.

"This is pretty tough..." He muttered, a compliment by the swordsman's standards. Nami jumped up and down for joy, as she dissolved the soap around her.

"How's that for a defensive move?"

"Good move!" Usopp gave her the thumbs up, wondering if she could protect him with it.

"Excellent, Nami-san!" Declared Sanji, as he spun around.

"Tasty lookin'..." Luffy smiled. "Can you do any shape?"

"What do you mean?" Nami was puzzled. Would he even eat soap?

"There's a little orange on the front. Can you do one with meat?" Nami was shocked- she hadn't realized she had done that. She briefly recalled seeing the words 'CP9' embedded on the defensive bar Kalifa had used, and decided that it must be an unconscious thing. Oranges…

"I don't think so, Luffy."

"Aw man!" He strode off, grabbing some meat in the kitchen. He really did have a one-track mind...

"It's not worth all that fuss. I reckon one of my real moves would break that thing. Care to give me another shot at it?" Zorro grinned, his face scaring Nami a little.

"It's not a challenge here! Let me practice my other moves first." She admonished. Nami then concentrated, gathering the bubbles around her to try and make the sheep she had seen Kalifa use.

She could almost feel the bubbles, but that was the wrong word... she had to try and gather them, but make them at the same time. She concentrated harder, as bubbles flew all over the room. Usopp and Sanji coughed, as they tried not to breathe in the stuff, as Nami panicked and flew them all towards her. The bubbles compacted, creating the signature sheep she had seen. Kalifa had done this to strengthen and concentrate the soap, she remembered... Now, to fire them at Zorro. The navigator's arms flew forward, as the bubbles rushed towards Zorro, crashing against the wooden walls around.

Zorro stifled a cry, as he was suddenly on the ground, unable to move.

"Dammit... what the heck did you do?"

"The soap cleans away power too." She stuck her tongue out at him cutely, ready to fire this move on everyone.

"Argh...." Zorro grunted, as he struggled. He laid motionless for a full two minutes, before leaping up, panting with the effort.

"Wow, Marrimo's not so tough after all, is he?" Sanji laughed, before Zorro swung at him. Usopp and Nami laughed as well, even though Nami was worried on the inside. That's a lot faster then it took me to break out... He is tough, she thought.

Robin smiled from the side of the hallway, curious.

"Is that a logia type fruit, or paramecia?"

"Hmm. Paramecia, I can't become soap, just create and control it. So far, at least."

"Then we're the same." Robin smiled gracefully again, in that way of hers.

Nami liked the sound of that. Yeah... The same.

***

Nami slid again, hitting the floor. Hard. After impressing the others so much, and surprising herself with how easy it was to control a devil fruit, she'd actually begun to think things would be okay... Sigh. Chopper hadn't been kidding about how unstable this fruit might be... she looked down to see her entire body shiny and smooth again, sapped of energy. It was as if Kalifa had used the 'Golden Awa" attack again, simplifying her body to the point it was near impossible to stand.

She frowned, pushing her hand down to get up, and sliding back on to the floor. Fortunately, she had been alone in her room when the change occurred, to save her from embarrassment. She got up more slowly, making sure she didn't rest too much of her weight on any one side of her body, and went over to the sink. After fumbling with the tap, she managed to wet her hand... to no affect.

"Huh!?" She quickly splashed more water on herself, before finding out a very inconvenient fact about her stolen powers- water would not revert her body back to normal. Well, it was her power now, maybe just recalling the soap would do it? Except it seemed to be broken, as that didn't work either. Nami caught sight of herself in the mirror, and sighed. Not only was her body cartoonish, the soap reduced her curves to nothing. She was proud of those dammit!

Nami hugged herself, wondering when the transformation would end. Chopper had said it was temperamental, but had made it sound like it might go and appear at random times... that meant it would leave soon, right? As she thought, she noticed something- where she had hugged herself had left a small indent in her side. Intrigued, she ran her hands across her waist, pressing harder.

As she did, her waist shrunk, as if being sculpted. Nami laughed, rubbing her hands across her bust next, watching as her cups size doubled. She continued toying like this for a while, exaggerating and shrinking whatever she felt like, and even squeezing her hair longer, until it reached below her waist. This could be helpful... she thought about the possibilities, and how easily she could show up any other girl. Depending on how limited it was, she could disguise herself as anyone else! It spoke wonders about her character that the disguise idea had come second.

At which point, her body popped back to its normal, solid form. Nami jumped backwards, suddenly realizing what she had last changed- her breast size was ridiculously large, even when compared to normal, and her waist was tiny. Her thighs and bottom had been exaggerated as well, in a way that was beyond normal genetics. She felt embarrassed, as her clothes began stretching, almost -but not quite- covering the important parts.

"Dinners up!" Yelled Sanji, hoping to impress his Nami with the feast prepared tonight.

"I'll be a minute!" Yelled Nami, starting to panic. She repeatedly soaked her room in soap, unable to figure out what kind of soap she needed to change her own body.

"Everything alright?" Called Franky, sent to check on her. "Your grub's gonna get cold..."

"I'll be fine, don't wait for me!"

"Well... they didn't. You know Luffy and food, after all, and no one felt like disobeying him, heh..."

"Gee, aren't they good to me..." muttered Nami.

"What was that?"

"Um, nothing! I'll be out in a minute!" Dammit, she had to get the hang of this sooner or later...

***

Dawn was breaking over the horizon, when a weary Nami headed out to grab some breakfast. She had overcompensated, and was now near-flat chested, but otherwise back to normal. The only one up was Luffy anyway, munching on a bone of ham as he watched the window.

"I think we're gonna see some land soon!" He said joyously.

"Really? You saw an island?"

"Nope." Nami sighed, and made some cereal.

"So, can you really turn into a sheep?"

"What...? No, of course not. That'd be a sheep fruit, right?"

"But Usopp said~!"

"No, I made the soap the shape of a sheep, to help concentrate it." She was too tired for this... Luffy could be exhausting sometimes.

"Can't believe Usopp lied to me." Luffy folded his arms across in annoyance.

"Really? That seems pretty normal to me." Nami laughed a little, realizing the irony of what he'd just said.

"So, can ya turn into anything else? Like, a soap monkey?" She went to correct him again, but couldn't be bothered.

"I don't see any reason not to. But why a monkey?"

"Monkeys are so cool!" Exclaimed Luffy, imitating a monkey as he did so. "Maybe I should find one for the crew..."

"What would we need a monkey for?"

"Duh! To be our musician!"

"That again...?" Nami smiled. She was actually feeling better after talking to him, despite her weariness.

"Hey, wonder if Franky knows any instruments..." Luffy muttered, heading to the cyborg's room purposely to find out. She briefly recalled the boy asking everyone who had joined about their musical talents- he was determined to get that musician, after all. Franky being new, she supposed he hadn't gotten around to it yet.

Nami's good mood was spoiled slightly, as Franky burst out of his room, rudely awakened by Luffy, who had gone into his room while he slept. He began to chase Luffy across the deck, Nami averting her eyes repeatedly in the hopes of not catching a view- Franky slept in the nude, apparently. Soon, Zorro and Sanji were awakened by the noise, both eager to hunt down the louder two above. Chopper joined in, assuming there was a game, completing the sudden racket around her. She face palmed, and decided to go back to bed for a while. For a moment there, she had actually thought she was having a moment…

A/N: I actually found an excuse to make Nami's breasts bigger... Eiichiro Oda would be proud...

A-hem. I think this may have turned out a little more perverted than planned... but it was still funny to write, and I'm sure no one minds too much. Next up, I'll start the Thriller Bark arc! How will Nami's new abilities change the outcome of the battles ahead? Dunno, haven't thought that far, really. But what I've got is good, promise! Huge thanks to everyone who reviewed and favorited, keep it coming~