Chapter 2 is up!
Hope it doesn't take very long. Well, it's still January so I'm still having lots of time to satisfy my obsession for ZoNa.
I'm currently re-watching the anime again and oh my God, you are so right JustChan. Clueless Zoro is the cutest thing ever. I remembered one episode where Zoro was trying so hard to figure out the 3D2Y message, while the other crew members took the hint in just two seconds :))
Kay, enough talkin'. Enjoy the story! ;)
Love, Mushroom Pizza
Disclaimer: Oda-senseiiiii, Nami and Zoro must happen!
LYING THE KNOT
Chapter 2
-Faking Our Vows or Faking My Heart?-
Zoro and Nami stood in front of the main gate of the chapel. The navigator took her time to fix her features before then fixed her fake husband to be. This time, both were not wearing their usual outfit. Before leaving the Sunny, Nami had prepared their attire. She decided not to pick a white bridal-like dress and a black bridal-like suit for her and Zoro as it would only inflicted the crew's curiosity. She had picked the swordsman a black shirt covered with a navy blue jacket. His haramaki was hidden under his shirt and his red sash was still also there. Oh, and not to forget, his three katanas was sheathed on his side, but it wasn't a big deal for Nami as she accepted the fact that the three swords had always been an important part of him.
As for Nami, she had picked herself a sleeveless lemon color midi summer dress, accentuated with a red band at the waist. The design was sleek and simple, and the cut perfectly wrapped her slender body. They definitely looked like some head over heels in love young couple whom at one second just instinctively decided to get married. The red head beauty seemed like the perfect match for the green haired swordsman, and it was what she definitely had planned from the beginning.
Nami elegantly bent over a bit to straighten the edge of her skirt. Zoro took notice each of her movement and unconsciously letting his mouth hanged open. Things started to get in slow motion as the navigator tousled her long hair to add some natural volume in it. The long locks were glowing under the rays of sun. Much to the swordsman imagination, the navigator was a graceful fairy that blossom between the delicate white roses. Without his knowing, and Nami's knowing also, his face had already turned to crimson.
"Here, go on wear this." Nami said in a sudden as soon as she finished her business. She was just about to pick one of the white roses and tucked it into Zoro's front pocket, when she noticed the swordsman was staring blankly at her with his mouth still hanging open.
"What?" She asked, somewhat confused.
Zoro blinked, realizing that he had been imagining things too far. He cleared his throat and lightly responded. "I...no, nothing."
It was a couple of minutes before her foxy plan and Zoro was becoming more bothered. His brain began to take apart into logical thinking. So, if the marriage was nothing real for both of them, then it should be okay. But wait a minute; the whole process was going to be real. The chapel did exist, the priest did appear, and even the vows were going to be authentic. And to make things worse, this whole freaking ceremony will be legalized under the marriage council. And why the hell did she act like this was nothing? Why the hell did she-
Holy crap, this is a fuckin' wedding. I am by fact marrying this witch. I am going to be his fuckin' husband and she's going to be my-
No.
The swordsman shook his head abruptly as an attempt of letting his absurd thought away.
This is just a game. Just a game, just a gam-
"Ano, Zoro?" Nami called Zoro as she caught him acting strangely.
Zoro stopped shaking his head and his face immediately went boiling red. "Aa-yes?"
"Come on! Let's get in. Our schedule should be in five minutes." The navigator recalled. Then she pulled his left hand and casually wrapped it around her slim waist. "Here, put your hand around me like this to make it more convincing."
"H-hell no!" Zoro jumped back instantly like she was some sort of deadly germs.
Nami re-actively smacked him in the head as she snapped. "Stop being a moron and do what I said!"
He ignored the pain in his head and snapped back. "I'm not gonna put my hand around your waist like some stupid perverted love cook."
Nami sighed in annoyance and once again forgot how stupid he always was. "Fine, fine, just hold my fingers."
Nami stretched out her fingers, and Zoro hesitated for a moment before later accepted her and wrapped his hand around hers.
"Ok Zoro, here we go." She breathed in. They both silently walked to the doorway. The navigator took one last breath before slowly entered the unlocked door and dumbfounded with the view before her eyes. She was greeted by the peaceful silence of the large hall of the chapel. Both side of the place were only filled with empty benches that made it seemingly even more large and spacious. Far on the edge of the hall, a priest was smiling sincerely to them, waiting patiently for their arrival. They both stepped forward and Zoro released his grip.
"Nami and Roronoa Zoro," the priest welcomed them with a warm smile. "If you are ready to step into the holy circle of matrimony, assuming all its right, obligations and abundant joys, please so indicate by joining hands."
Nami stretched out her fingers to him for the second time but was surprised to see the swordsman had made the first move. She blushed and accepted his hand.
The priest went to Nami first and looked at her straightly in the eyes. With a light nod, the old man started the holy ceremony. She carefully watched as the priest read the vows, something that had to do with loyalty, honor, so on and so on. But at the meantime, Zoro wasn't listening at one bit. Not even a bit. His mind was full with question and negative thoughts of the aftermath. What if the crew found out? What kind of excuse would he register? What comments would their nakama be likely to give? What stupid remark would that ero cook be saying? What filthy retort would Brook gave? What if this, what if that. So many what if's in the swordsman head that he didn't take a single note of the lecture.
Until she heard Nami said. "I do."
There was 5 seconds of silence. Zoro took a deep breath. The priest now stared at him with good faith, and the swordsman knew it was now his turn.
"Do you, Roronoa Zoro," The priest began. "Take this woman, Nami as your wife, to love her and to honor her, to nurture, serve and support her, in times of joy and in times of difficulty? Do you promise to remain by her side regardless of what trouble befalls you, and in the presence of temptation to forsake this love, do you promise to remain steadfast and true? Do you promise with all your heart and soul to honor this vow till death do you part?"
The swordsman did want to make whole thing quick. But much to his dismay, his whole body tense and was too numb to even make a simple nod. He was quiet for a few seconds and Nami was starting to feel worried the green haired swordsman would be doing something stupid. So the navigator nudged him with her elbow and immediately Zoro became aware of his surroundings and said. "I do."
The priest smiled and concluded. "And now I should pronounce you as husband and wife."
A huge sigh of relief escaped from the two.
"You may kiss the bride."
Both were dead stunned at the next second. As perfect as Nami had planned her strategy, she carelessly left the kissing part in the script. Yeah, how could she let herself forget the part? This was a wedding anyway, and God, now she had to kiss Zoro.
Nami and Zoro gazed at each other face, both hesitate to make the first move. Then, the red head beauty gave a slight of hint through her eyes as if saying just go on and the handsome swordsman responded at that very moment by laying his lips on her.
Just a one second kiss and it will be alright. The swordsman said in his head.
But what really happened was that the kiss seemed to be a bit longer than second. Perhaps it was two or three seconds. He got so caught up by the warm foreign sensation he had no idea where it was coming from, much until the navigator pulled apart, breaking the kiss. The swordsman jolted a bit, his mind brought back to where he was skipping off to. He saw her pale face rosy tint.
And he felt embarrassed.
The two stepped out of the chapel in silence. Unlike before they entered the holy place with all those bickering and snappish comments, they were now seemed indistinct.
Was it the kiss?
Zoro made a cough to lighten up the tension. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Were done now?"
Nami was startled by his sudden deep voice and her mind was still a little distracted when she answered, "Wait a minute, I just need the marriage certificate and then we're done."
Zoro kept quiet, but she knew that it meant ok.
"By the way Zoro," she continued, her voice almost audible. "Thanks for helping... and sorry for bothering you."
Zoro sighed and retorted his usual teasing comment. "Yeah, wouldn't be the first time."
Nami didn't feel like replying his comment. The two now walked to the next destination, the marriage council, a place where she could get the legal certification of their marriage that would then be needed to pursue the diamond. Two days before, The Straw Hat had landed on an island called Giamant. It was considered as a special island because it was one of the few places that produce one of the rarest jewelry in the world, the pink diamond. Over the years, the unfathomable beauty of the special gems was considered as a symbol of eternal love and had always been a notorious gift that was truly beyond rare. But to own a Giamant pink diamond, the prospective buyer should be a married couple that had married in the Giamant island itself, and not to mention owned a lot of cash too.
And as any other normal woman would do, Nami had longed the pink diamond ever since she discovered it in some fashion magazine.
It didn't take very long to walk from the chapel to the marriage council which was located next to the city hall. After a couple of minutes later, the two arrived at the office and was met with one of the officiant.
"Hello. Congratulation to both of you." The officiant congratulated them as a formality conduct. After a few small talk, the two pirates were given some note for them to signed on. Nami signed first, followed by Zoro. Then, the officiant handed another document which was enveloped neatly under a brown folder. It was their marriage certificate.
"You can bring the certificate back here if you wish to change your name." The officiant said after the navigator accepted the document.
"Change my name?" she asked, confused.
The officiant nodded. "Yes, in case to Nami Roronoa."
Zoro chocked at the words and Nami could only blush. She stammered shyly as she spoke. "Aa-yeah. But, I'm keeping mine for now anyway."
Nami opened the map and there she looked at the certificate of their 'marriage'. A name of Roronoa Zoro and Nami was written artistically under the black ink. She smiled as she whispered to herself. "Great!"
-end of chapter 2-
Translation:
Ano: something like "umm.."
Aw, poor Zoro anyway being forced to step into 'a new life' like that... :(
I know this one is kinda crazy. But like what Carefree Luminary said, me and Kimura have naughty imagination over the handsome swordsman. He's just so fun to mess up with and I just couldn't pair it with a character other than that biatch Nami, haha..
If you have the time please review. I'm curious to hear your comments on this chapter.
Thanks a bunch to fmdevil, KimuraMinami, JustChan, Almar-chan, xXxWolvesInTheNightxXx, Carefree Luminary, Raikiri80, Yuaki1707, Arrankor, ul-him, Valechan92, Trunksmybaby, Kasumi Karen for reviewing the first chapter! *Sanji Kiss* :*