Title: Going Home
Rating: K+
Prompt: 3 - Home
Pairing: Nami/Trafalgar Law
X-X-X
"Tell the world I'm coming home
Let the Rain
Wash away
All the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits
And they've forgiven my mistakes
I'm coming home."
- Coming Home (Solo)/Skylar Grey
X-X-X
Nami sat before the grave on the hill, watching the pinwheel spin lazily in the late summer breeze. Soon, that same wind would become chill and biting as the leaves turned color and fell from the trees.
But they would be long gone by then.
She sighed, reaching out and letting the bottle tip sideways, a stream of colorless liquid splashing out onto the cross, running down and soaking into the grass around it.
"We're going, Bellemere." she said.
She sat for a while longer, before the sound of footsteps behind her made her turn.
Pale grey eyes observed her carefully, the other woman standing a respectful distance away, the huge white canine at her side smiling happily, tail wagging.
"We're ready to go." she said. Nami nodded, pushing herself to her feet.
"Ok, let's get started." she said, standing up and stretching. She picked up her bag and started down the hill, pausing to look back. Mikan hadn't moved, instead watching the pinwheel spin. Carefully, she turned to look down at Nami, eyes veiled.
"Will we meet Father?" she asked. Nami froze for a moment in surprise before letting a slow smile spread across her face.
"I imagine so." she said.
Mikan nodded, apparently satisfied with her answer, before following after her. She had a dark blue backpack slung over one shoulder, her sword held in her opposite hand. Dark hair and those haunting pale grey eyes were a heavy contrast to her light skin. Whereas on her father it looked exotic combined with his dark skin, on her it appeared sharply beautiful.
Nami came out of her musings to find those eyes on her, a note of curiosity in the tilt of Mikan's mouth, and shook her head. Bepo ran ahead of them, snapping at butterflies, and Mikan turned her attention to the dog, smiling softly at his antics.
Finally, they reached the port, where a ship was waiting. Garp stood beside it, foot tapping in impatience, though he seemed to understand the need to say goodbye. He had done the same at Ace's grave, afterall.
The two women walked up to him, the dog running up with an oversized stick in his mouth, tail wagging furiously. Mikan ruffled his fur affectionately, before taking the stick and pointing at the gangplank.
"Up, Bepo." the dog obeyed, leaping up onto the deck. Tossing the stick aside, Mikan followed, nodding to Garp as she passed him.
Nami and the former Marine were left standing on the peer, staring at each other.
"Are you sure you're ready for this?" he asked. Nami smiled.
"I've been ready for a long time, Garp."
"You've been waiting for Mikan, then." he asked, and she nodded.
"She needed to be ready to face the Grand Line and everything it entails." she said. Garp sighed, but nodded.
"Alright, but when we run into Trafalgar, I don't imagine he'll be very happy. He spent the first few years of your absence tearing apart the Grand Line with your crew looking for you."
"Just think what Sanji's reaction must have been." said Nami, grinning. Garp paused, before barking out a laugh.
"True. I wonder what your captain will say." he mused. Nami laughed.
"I'm not worried about my crew, Garp." she said, before turning and starting up the gangplank. Looking back over her shoulder, she smirked.
"They're my family. They forgave me a long time ago."
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/AN/
The introduction of Mikan: teenager, closet philanthropist, expert swordswoman, lover of cake. Nami gave Bepo to her as a present when she was small, because she was lonely being an only child. As such, she's very fond of him.
