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Wearing a tank top and nothing but a flimsy skirt for her bottoms, a fine, gorgeous young lady sat comfortably on a chair behind her favorite desk. I may have exaggerated the adjectives for quite a bit but trust me when I say that this particular young lady is truly a fine one.

Infamous for her love—no—obsession of gold and mandarin oranges, not to mention her fierce attitude and sneaky ways, this particular lady can be quite a handful sometimes. But, of course, there is something she is quite famous for. And that is the fact that she was graced with an absolutely exceptional navigational capability. You may think that I am again, exaggerating. Allegedly, my dear readers, I assure you that I'm not.

Nami sat seriously as she stared at her newly finished map. She had been scanning for any mistakes that might have been overlooked while she was making it. However basic it may seem, it was a very crucial part, for she cannot afford to let her captain lay eyes on it if there are any. Though, even if there aren't any mistakes, their captain wouldn't be able to understand a map, anyway. The navigator chuckled as she remembered their idiotic leader.

After having briefly scanned her map and deciding it was finished, she deftly sat back on her chair and took the time to feel pleased with her work. It wasn't until someone knocked on her door that she stood up and stretched. Apparently, she had fallen asleep—it was already late in the evening during the time she had finished her map.

Nami glanced at the time as she walked towards the door. The clock read, '4:00 AM.' Too early for Sanji to be giving her the usual complimentary pickings. Maybe he decided to wake up earlier. Nami thought as she opened the door.

What a surprise it was to find out that it was not the cook who was currently standing on her doorway, but a seemingly half-asleep Zoro holding what appears to be a glass filled with something Nami couldn't able to distinguish.

"Eh? Z—Zoro?" It was all she could utter given the fact that this was something she did not expect. Honestly, who would expect something like this from that cheeky and lazy swordsman? "Ne, Zoro… are you awake?"

Zoro suppressed a snore as he tried to shake himself awake. "Huh?" He almost forgot why he was there. "Hmm… Ah, this is for you." The swordsman remembered the glass he was carrying.

Nami stood there, stumped, as Zoro held the drink in front of her. "E—eh?! For what? Zoro, it's four in the morning, for heaven's sake! What in Davy Jones' name brought you here?!"

Zoro yawned as if he had ignored everything the navigator just said. "Did that Curly-brows come here before me?" He asked as he wiped the stupor out of his eye.

"Eh? Curly-what?"

"Sanji."

"Oh. I've already told you, didn't I?" This conversation was getting on Nami's delicate nerves. "It's too early, you dimwit!"

"OUCH!! Oi! What did you do that for?!" The navigator had tried to punch some sense into him. But Zoro missed the sense and received just the punch, which was very painful, by the way.

"You were getting on my nerves!" Nami yelled, shaking his fist at Zoro, but not too loudly as she might wake the rest of the crew up. "What do you want, anyway?!"

"I told you, I came to give you this drink!" Zoro replied, still holding the glass in front of him as he covered his newly acquired lump.

The navigator calmed slightly, eyeing the glass carefully. "Oh, is that so?"

Zoro rubbed the bump on his head, obviously irritated as he mumbled, "stupid woman."

"What was that you said?!"

Inside Nami's room, a few minutes later…

Zoro sat cross-legged on Nami's bed with his arms crossed. He now had three bumps in his head, which made him resemble a funny-looking cartoon character I once saw. Was it Mickey Mouse? Oh, no. Mickey had only two bumps on his head… or was it his ears? Oh well, we'll have to thrive on that later.

The navigator stood firmly in front of Zoro as if she was some kind of parent. She had her arms on either side of her waist, glaring intently at the swordsman sitting in front of him and trying to determine if this wasn't just some kind of practical joke. The moment she was sure it wasn't, Nami sighed and sat beside him.

"What was it that you really want?" The navigator said calmly. "And your excuse better be good." She was getting really sleepy and apparently, so was Zoro. But Nami was no sleepyhead—WHACK!—she slapped the swordsman awake. "You're not here to sleep, are you?"

Zoro frowned as he grazed his sore cheek. "Dam—I mean, I was just trying to give you that drink." He grunted and pointed at the table where the glass was.

Nami raised a brow. "What exactly is that drink, anyway?"

The swordsman looked up for a moment. "Eh… water, I think."

"Water?"

"Water."

"Water?!"

"You deaf, woman?"

BANG!! Guess how many bumps poor Zoro has now.

"You came all the way here—SO early in the morning—just to give me water?!" Nami shook her fist violently while a vein pumped so terribly hard in her temple.

Zoro, who now has four bumps on his head, looked at her as he held his bruises gently. "Y—y-yeah?" He answered reluctantly.

BANG!! And now he has five.

"I could've done that myself, you idiot!!" Nami almost yelled, baring her teeth. She touched her forehead and closed her eyes, her brows still furrowed as she tried to calm herself. "What makes you think I would believe that you—of all people!—would actually wake up and deliver me a glass of water? I admit that it's a sweet gesture, and I won't be surprised if Sanji did it. But coming from you? I don't think so."

The navigator cooled down for a bit. She glared at Zoro suspiciously as she slowly leaned towards him. And now, her face was dangerously close to his. "Tell me the truth." She mouthed angrily. Her voice sounded low and threatening.

Zoro felt a drop of sweat trickle down the side of his face. His heart was pounding fast and tremendously hard, it felt as if it might explode. Why was he so nervous? Why was it that with every unrelenting second that she glared at him, his heart would hammer harder in his chest? Why was he frozen in that spot, thinking of all these things when he could just answer right away?

Was he… in love? Well, I daresay, there's certainly one way to find out.

Zoro held Nami's waist and leaned his face closer. The navigator was deeply confused by his sudden action and was about to protest but his lips had already conquered hers. Nami was taken aback. She wanted to break off but never expected that she would be lost in the heat of Zoro's breath in her lips. The navigator had never known he could kiss like this. She wasn't even sure then, that he even knows how to kiss. She had always thought that Zoro was someone who knows nothing of pleasing a woman. Oh, how wrong she was.

The swordsman slid a hand under her hair, caressing her neck. He slowly shifted his other hand towards her chin and pulled it down in order for his burning tongue to work its way in her mouth. Nami was completely mesmerized by all this that she didn't notice her eyelids giving way. Her body involuntary climbed on Zoro's lap, trying to savor every bit of goodness he has to give. Her skin was tingling excitedly. It seems that Nami's brain had been shut down temporarily; allowing her body to move on its own in accordance to the pleasure it was receiving.

Zoro was running out of breath. And so he thought hard: His heart wasn't pounding hard anymore. He wasn't frozen in the spot anymore. And he can think clearly now. Nah, I'm definitely not in love. The swordsman finally realized. And boy, was he relieved that he did. It seems that the reason he was nervous a while ago was because his head didn't want to receive another one of Nami's hits and so it had to think up a solution to this. That was what caused his heart to beat so very anxiously.

BANG!! There goes another bump. "You idiot!!" Nami had wasted no time in striking Zoro's head as soon as he had broken off. "How dare you kiss me!! Why the hell—" BANG!! "—did you do that?!"

Zoro yawned as if he had ignored everything she had yelled at him. He didn't even notice the new bumps he had, let alone bothered to count them. He was too busy thinking. It was a relief knowing he was not in love with Nami. But how was he going to prove anything to Sanji now?

BANG!! "Are you even listening to me?!" Nami was obviously infuriated. She kept shaking his fist at the bumpy-headed swordsman. BANG! BANG!! BANG!! B—

With a serious face, Zoro caught the navigator's wrist just before she was about to hit him again. Nami's fist was trembling and the anger can still be seen in her face. They were both silent.

"Oi, Nami." Zoro finally said. "I've got a favor to ask."

I wonder what that is.. heh.. ;) Read and review please..