Author's Note: I atcually wrote this quite some time ago. One of my readers (in Chinese of course) suggested that I should write about "Going Merry", so... the Mandarin version is around 700 words and I dunno what I left out during translation, it turned out less than 500 words in English. Weird.

Oh and thank you for correcting my typo, Ley. XD

The one with the Going Merry

"You look like hell."

A familiar voice rose from behind. Nami turned around to see Zoro holding out a white towel toward her.

She took it, mumbling something vaguely as a "thanks". She wiped the tears off her cheek with that sweat smelling tissue and then blew her nose on it-loudly.

"You know, I want it washed before you give it back." He requested.

"Wash it yourself!" She threw the towel right back at him. "You should've washed it before you gave it to me, to say the least! This is your training towel, and it stinks! Of your sweat! "

"Is this your way of showing gratitude?" He asked quirking an eyebrow.

"Is this your way of comforting a crying lady?"

He couldn't help but smile a little. "She isn't crying any more, is she? I guess my way isn't that bad after all."

"…maybe." She admitted reluctantly. He took it as a cue to leave.

"Ne, Zoro."

He stopped and looked over his shoulder. "What?"

"We're…gonna have this new ship, right?"

"…yeah, I guess." He shrugged, "we can't call ourselves pirates if we don't have a ship."

"What if... I can't navigate it?" she asked sheepishly, gazing at him with red puffy eyes. "I mean Merry is all familiar and…home to me, but this new ship...I don't know. What if I can't grow into it and I mess up-"

"Oi, oi, what's with the negativity?" He frowned. He didn't like the way she was talking about herself. " What happened to 'world class beautiful navigator'?"

"Your memory needs some refreshing. I believe I said 'world class beauty, who also happens to be a kickass navigator'." She stuck her tongue out.

"Oh I'm not sure about the world class beauty part-Iteeee!"He rubbed in pain a new bump on his forehead. Why was she always so fast when she hit him?

"That's for mocking me!" She pouted.

Then she stood on her toes for a mere second and swiftly pecked on his left cheek.

"This is for being a good friend when I cried."She smiled. "Now go wash that disgusting towel. Chop chop~"

"…whatever." He shrugged and turned to walk away. After all, he didn't plan on telling her that he actually thought she was quite of both-a world class navigator and a world class beauty.