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Chapter III Dinner

Nami was at her wit's end.

After the morning epiphany she had, realizing her feelings for her senchou, coupled with the maniacal stress of plotting to get his attention at breakfast and lunch, these moments of duress were now even further exacerbated by his recent behavior:

Luffy had basically been ignoring her since lunch. And to Nami's eyes, it had made no sense. None. Whatsoever.

First, he went off to the bath house before the rest of the crew had even finished eating lunch; then, he was in there for nearly three hours. I mean he has short hair and he's made of rubber. How freaking long can one person bathe?!

Nami fiddled around on the main deck for nearly ninety minutes after Luffy had gone to bathe by taking extra care in cleaning the spot where the crew had had their picnic; she then started to feel silly and decided waiting around on the main deck like a lost puppy was not becoming. She pouted. What the hell is he doing?! He had given her his hat and she had kept it on since he left; but why has he been gone so long?!

She even thought about asking Chopper if she could take Sanji the rest of his food; deciding that leading Sanji on even further would just be downright cruel, she set to staring dejectedly at the sea and leaning on the railing. I'll show Luffy.

When Luffy finally came out of the bathhouse, he acted like everything was normal and greeted everyone except her-although in fairness-she was still pretending to not be talking to him at that point by continuing to stare dejectedly at the sea, but he still should have said something, damn it!

After that, he then went to sit under the Lion's head at the front of the Sunny. He'd been there ever since-brooding (to Nami's eyes at least)-not showering her with praise over her cooking skills, or complimenting her on her beautiful body, or carrying her off to her bedroom to proclaim his undying love for her.

Excessively-shoujo-Luffy poofed from her mind when an image of realist-Zoro appeared instead and reminded her that "you know, your imagination-version-Luffy sounds a lot more like that cow-eyed shit cook . . ."

Nami mentally punched the daylights out of the Zoro that appeared in her head. What the hell is he doing in my daydreams anyway!? You know you are close with your nakama if they start showing up unbidden in your mind.

Nami had huffed and turned around from her 'I'm still ignoring you, Luffy' position leaning on the side-railing and looking down at the sea. She clutched at Luffy's hat as it still rested on her head. She couldn't help but turn her eyes longingly for a moment toward Luffy's shoulders and back that she could make out beneath the Lion.

Imaginary Zoro does have a point. Her eyebrow twitched at her realization. Luffy just wouldn't do any of those things. . .maybe he doesn't want to return my attention? Maybe my plan backfired.

And, thus, these events are what conspired against Nami and caused her to now be making her way up the stairs to Robin, who was currently in the Library.

...

While Nami was doing war with her inner misgivings over Luffy's behavior, Usopp, Franky, and Brook had taken to playing cards on the grass of the main deck in the now very clean area that once held their barbeque only an hour or so before.

Chopper was joining them as well, but left mid-way into their game with threats against anyone who looked at his cards, to check on Sanji and give him his lunch-leftovers. Chopper still wasn't back when Nami left her position looking over the railing and headed up toward the library.

Usopp raised his eyebrows and eyed Nami's back for a minute as she made her way inside.

"Guys, what is going on with Nami?" He said as he re-arranged the cards in his hands. Franky looked up from his own hand for a minute but said nothing.

"Perhaps she didn't get enough calcium today? YOHOHO!" Brook chuckled as he discarded into the pile. They had been skipping over Chopper's turn the last few rounds.

Usopp rolled his eyes at Brook.

"I mean, hasn't she been acting strange ever since this morning? She made us all lunch and didn't up our debt-not even Zoro's." Usopp continued as he eyed Franky and Brook.

Brook looked quickly between the two like he had missed something.

"Luffy-san did give Nami-san his hat at lunch today." Brook said with a long boney finger extended to his chin.

Franky sighed.

"I'm pretty sure that Nami has some SUPPPER feelings for our Senchou." Franky said as he drew a card and laid down three jacks.

"FRANKY-SAN! YOU HAD THEM ALL. I was holding the Jack of spades for naught. I'd cry, but I don't have tears anymore YOHOHO-wait! Nami-san has feelings for Luffy-san?!"

Finishing his turn, Franky discarded. Brook started humming something like he was suddenly excited. Usopp looked lost.

"What do you mean feelings, Franky?" Usopp asked. Franky raised his eyebrows at Usopp in question like he was looking at a screw that didn't know it was a screw.

"Oh. OH! Feelings?!" Usopp said in a loud whisper, looking over his shoulder like he was suddenly aware Luffy might hear them.

...

From his position beneath the Lion's head of the Sunny Go, Luffy heard the conversations of his Nakama and because of his intense Haki abilities, he also felt all of their emotional states. But, on this particular occasion, he found himself the most attuned to Nami's-a fact which concerned him.

He had never had difficulty subduing a reaction to her over the years-because she had never shown any interest. But, seeing desire for him reciprocated in her eyes today and in the eruption of tingling feelings he had felt radiating over her during breakfast and lunch today, had thrown open the floodgates in his heart. He was on fire and like all things that Luffy felt strongly, once that his emotional fire began-he was downright unstoppable.

So, contrary to Nami's assessment, he was not exactly brooding and contrary to how he often appeared-Luffy was not an idiot; he just chose not to be bothered thinking hard about things that aren't really problems. But, now, he definitely had a problem.

So, he sat and he stared at the sea before him and he thought and tried to rein himself under control.

He thought of what Ace would tell him to do if he were still around. He thought hard of his own certainty when he entered the bathhouse hours before that the solution was simple: that he'd march right up to Nami and crush his lips against hers.

He even gave her his hat so it would force him to seek her out later in the evening.

But, after he was able to clear his head from the steam of arousal, Luffy withdrew his previous idea. It was not so simple.

He was absolutely certain of his own feelings for Nami and had been for years. He also knew now, with near perfect certainty, that Nami reciprocated his attraction; how deep her feelings went he wasn't sure and the frustration and discomfort he felt pulsing off her when he came out back onto the deck was certainly discouraging.

It made his breath catch and fall in his lungs like he was suffocating when he thought of her rejection. He found himself dwelling on the varied responses she might have.

The time spent thinking about her and her feelings were evidence enough that Luffy's concerns were well-founded. She was affecting him more than anyone ever had.

Luffy loved all of his nakama. But he was madly in-love with Nami, who might not fully return his feelings.

He knew as a captain and because of his intense feelings he could not risk the damage that a failed relationship with Nami might have on the rest of his nakama. He could not be with her if it meant risking his crew. In those conditions, he would have to stop being captain to be with her. Above all else, Luffy would not give up being Pirate King.

Unable to reach any further conclusions on his own, Luffy decided two things as he overheard Usopp, Franky, and Brook discuss Nami's feelings for him as they played cards on the deck: to find out if the crew would be OK with him pursuing Nami, he should just ask; and second, what better way to discover how deep Nami's feelings went than to put pressure on her?

With his mind now set, Luffy stood up.

"YOSH!" he put his fist into the palm of his other hand like he was about to enter a fight as he jumped down onto the main deck.

Usopp, Brook, Franky, and Chopper who had just sat back down to re-join the card game turned to look at their captain.

Luffy smiled his cheeseball grin at them.

"Made your mind up, Luffy?" Franky called to him. Luffy's eyes got big for a second in surprise and his smile shifted into something more devious and silly.

"YUP." With that he stretched his arm up to the crow's nest. As his body followed the length of his arm, his arm snapped back to its normal length, and he landed in front of the door to the crow's nest.

"Oi. Luffy." Usopp yelled with confidence like he was an old pro at handling relationships. Luffy half-turned with his hand still on the door to the crow's nest.

"None of us will mind, you know." Usopp said with a equally large grin. Luffy smiled even more deviously as he turned to make his way into the crow's nest.

Over his shoulder, he thought he heard Brook say that "love made for the best songs."

Once Luffy was inside the crow's nest, Franky shook his head and smirked at Usopp.

"What? The great Don Juan-Usopp knows the meaning of love." Usopp said as he drew from the pile.

"I still can't believe that Nami and Luffy have feelings for each other!" Chopper exclaimed with stars in his eyes.

"Brook! Do you think that means we will have more crew members to play with soon!?"

Franky face-palmed.

"Oi! Things are still SUPER tenuous between them. We need to do what we can to let it happen naturally." Usopp narrowed his eyes.

"You mean like you and Robin?" Usopp spoke out of the side of his mouth.

"EH! That was an accident! I didn't know she was using the shower!" Franky waved his robot arm around and then his mini-hand came out and waved around in placating motions too.

"Hentai." Usopp said drily.

"You just slipped her the bone, YOHOHO!" Brook added crudely.

"Hentai." Usopp repeated.

"I WIN!" While the others were bickering, Chopper had just discarded all four aces and all four kings.

Everyone groaned as they started to tally up the score.

...

Below deck, Sanji was feeling downright rejuvenated from his rest and, more importantly, from the positively beauteous lunch that Nami had prepared. It was not as good as it would have been if he had prepared it, of course, but Nami's blossoming skills as a cook only made her all the more beautiful in his eyes.

Stretching as he got up from the bed in the infirmary, Sanji thought about what he should prepare for dinner that would best express how much he enjoyed what Nami had done.

My lovely Nami-schwan did show particular interest in meat this morning? Perhaps I should bring out that special filet I have stored away!?

His mind made up, Sanji fluttered up the stairs toward the kitchen with hearts in his eyes.

...

Usopp looked up from his dismal score for their now finished game as Sanji erupted from the lower quarters and noodled by singing "Melllllllorrrrinnne" on his way into the kitchen.

"Are we really sure that Sanji can handle Luffy and Nami together?" Usopp said with concern.

"O no! He did just get better! What if he goes into a fit again! We'll need a doctor!" Chopper exclaimed.

Brook turned to look at Chopper with the scariest expression he could muster and whispered: "You are a doctor Chopper-san." Chopper shrieked in surprise.

"That's right! I AM!" Chopper trembled and calmed down.

"Well, he hasn't had any problems with Robin and I being together."

"Does he even know?" Usopp deadpanned.

"As long as neither of them does anything SUPER obvious, I think it will be fine." Franky concluded.

"He doesn't know does he." Usopp continued with a straight face.

"I would let Sanji-san borrow my eyes so he could see more clearly, but I don't have eyes anymore! YOHOHO."

...

"Robin?" Nami said shyly.

She had been standing there for a minute waiting for Robin to turn around-hoping that Robin had heard her come in to make this less awkward; but, the damn woman had just stood there still engrossed in whatever she was reading this time.

"Nami-san! Sorry I must not have heard you come in. Is everything alright?" Robin's concern sounded in her voice, but her eyes glittered with mirth.

Damn her and her awareness.

"Um. It's just that. . .I was wondering. . ." Nami thrust her hands in her pockets like she had stage-fright.

"Yes?" Was this crazy lady actually going to make her come out and say it?!

"I. . .um . . .am worried about . . .Luffy." There. I said it.

"What do you mean, what has you so concerned?" She was smirking at her; Robin was actually smirking. Nami clenched her jaw in frustration.

"I'mworriedthatLuffymightnotfeelthesamewayIdoabout himandthatImighthavepushedhimaway."

Somehow, perhaps because of her penchant for languages, even those long dead, Robin was able to decode the high-speed gibberish that Nami vomited out of her mouth.

Robin chuckled for a minute and Nami couldn't hide her shock.

"What's so funny?" Nami asked as her irritation mounted.

"I'm sorry, Nami-san. I don't mean to laugh at you. I just find it so endearing." Robin paused to look at her.

"I sincerely do not think you have anything to worry about, Nami-san." Robin said as the smile on her face grew.

"Wha-really?" Nami stared back, stunned.

"How? Why?" She muttered and Robin reached out and took Nami's hand and led her over to one of the sofas.

Once they were seated, Robin resumed her staring-which included some pointed looks at the straw hat that still rested on Nami's head.

"What do you mean, I have nothing to worry about? How can you be so sure?" Nami eyed her.

"I think you must have missed how obvious our captain is, Nami-san." Nami blanched.

"Obvious?" Robin nodded.

"I think you are looking too closely for a deep and meaningful reaction from him that you are missing the bigger gestures." Robin's eyes were positively glittering.

"Like. . .?"

"For example, although our Senchou-san did not have a nosebleed this morning, did you notice that his hands remained clenched on his knees both during and for a while after your interaction with the bacon?" Nami flinched.

"That wasn't anger?"

Robin chuckled again.

"Unless our Senchou's anger manifests itself in the form of arousal." Nami felt her face color up like an overdone lobster.

Robin continued.

"Did you also notice that during lunch today, our Senchou who never waits to eat for anyone's sake, waited for you to take a bite first before he began to eat?" Nami's jaw dropped.

"He was waiting to eat for me? Not because he disliked it?" She couldn't believe it.

Robin leaned forward and put her arm over the back of the couch beside Nami and rested her chin in her palm.

"Finally, did you notice, that our Senchou was trembling with restraint at lunch today over not touching you? I think he left for the bath because he could no longer hold back and was afraid he might do something in front of the crew." Robin looked positively intense as she described her theory.

Nami could feel a shiver run down her body as things clicked into place. It's just like when Luffy observes a dangerous situation. He seems quiet and withdrawn, but really, he is listening better than anyone and is just waiting for the perfect time to . . .

Nami gulped.

"But, I could be exaggerating, Nami-san. Why don't you just let things happen more naturally at dinner time? I'm sure Luffy-san will not disappoint you." Robin said that last line with a hint of sensuality that made Nami blush further if that were possibly.

She swallowed.

"Thank you, Robin." She reached out to squeeze Robin's hand.

"Anytime."

As Nami closed the door behind her, Robin couldn't help but smile at the blossoming connection between her two nakama. Franky and Robin had been joking for ages about when Luffy and Nami would finally fall into bed together. She put away her book a few moments later and made her way downstairs; she didn't want to miss dinner, after all.

...

"Zoro," no answer.

"ZORO," some rustling followed by light snoring.

"OI! ZORO!" Luffy bent backwards as Zoro's right arm shot up to grab for the collar of the person who had so rudely awoken him from his nap in the crow's nest. Luffy laughed hysterically.

"EH! Luffy?" Zoro stood up as he rubbed sleep from his eye, yawned loudly, repositioned his coat and swords and briefly scratched his ass.

Luffy decided that after his very brief confirmation that things would be fine from several of his nakama on the main deck, the best person to ask about the two things he needed information on was his very blunt and trustworthy first mate, Zoro.

"What do you think about me being with Nami?" Zoro's eyes widened at the blunt question. Luffy always came right out with things.

After Zoro's brain finished turning back on from his afternoon nap, his surprise diminished and was replaced by a knowing smirk and a look of happiness.

"You've liked the devil woman for years." Luffy smiled. He wasn't exactly surprised that Zoro, the most perceptive of the crew, had picked up on his true feelings.

"As long as she doesn't treat you bad, I don't think anyone will mind. But, I guess you're worried about how it will affect the crew?" Luffy nodded.

Zoro looked down at Wado and lightly touched the grip on his most precious sword.

"You're the captain. It's your choice. But I know that no matter what happens, it would never change how you treat us. If things go south between you and she can't handle that, then she was never part of this crew." Luffy flinched as that thought crossed his mind. Zoro studied him for a minute. Scratch that, Luffy, you don't just like her. You love her.

"But, we've both known her the longest. I don't think Nami would ever do that. At the worst, she'd probably just make me pay her back for you until I'm dead-because she knows you never will." They both laughed. I know she loves you back.

"Thanks, Zoro." He nodded.

Luffy stayed where he was and Zoro knew he had something else to ask. Zoro smirked when he realized what Luffy must be wondering about now. His smile widened like he was about to unveil a new three-sword technique.

"Heh. If it were me, Luffy. I'd pay her back for what she did to you at breakfast and lunch today."

"Eh?" Luffy scratched his unkempt (and bereft-of-straw-hat) black hair.

"It's just like a fight. Get in her face and use Haki. Just . . be gentle. Or ero-shithead cook will be all over you." Luffy cocked his head to the side as he processed Zoro's suggestion.

"OK!" He laughed and took off through the crow's nest door as Zoro sighed and followed more slowly and calmly behind.

I hope that doesn't backfire. . .

...

With the entire crew back on the main deck and hovering near the kitchen waiting to be called in for dinner, Nami didn't feel so strange being around normal around Luffy again.

When he emerged from the crow's nest, with Zoro not far behind he skipped over to the rest of the crew, minus Sanji who was cooking, as they relaxed in the grass on the main deck, she even smiled shyly at him. He smiled back with his normal oversized grin and flopped onto the grass in between Chopper and Usopp.

Chopper was still gloating about having won some card game that most of the boys were playing when Nami went looking for Robin.

"I still don't understand how you ended up with ALL the kings and ALL the Aces!" Usopp moaned.

"Are you a card-shark Chopper-san?" Brook asked.

"I'm not a shark! I'm a reindeer!" Chopper stomped his hoof on the ground in indignation.

Nami giggled happily. She thought she caught Luffy perk up at her laughter near her like he sensed it bubbling inside her.

"Ne. Chopper. Calling someone a card-shark is like saying they are really good at cards." Nami said as touched Chopper's fur.

"Oh! Well. Shutup then, jerks. That doesn't make me feel good at all!" Chopper said as he blushed furiously from the compliment.

Zoro who was lounging nearby chuckled at Chopper. Robin finally came and joined them on the grass too. She took a seat next to Franky and rather surprisingly gave him a peck on the cheek.

Franky lit up like a schoolboy who just got his first kiss.

The rest of the group smiled at the gesture.

"Robin-san, is it really true that Sanji-san hasn't figured out that you and Franky-san are an item?" Brook asked as he gazed at the couple.

Robin erupted into laughter. Franky sighed.

"Oi! Are you kidding me? Vortex eyebrow hasn't figured out that you guys are together!?" Zoro said as he sat up.

Luffy just looked back and forth like he was watching a tennis match he didn't quite understand.

"Eh? How can he not know. I mean, you guys share a room now!" Nami said as she pointed at them.

Robin's laughter finally died down enough for her to speak.

"Well, we try hard not to make it too obvious in front of him, just in case he doesn't take it well." Robin said with mirth.

"Yea, but we have to tell him sooner or later, sugar-muffin. Otherwise he might be SUPER angry if he finds out we were hiding it from him." Franky acknowledged.

"Sugar-muffin? Really?" Usopp squinted at Franky.

"What did shit-ball-ero-cook train for those two years we were apart anyway!?" Zoro rolled his eyes. Luffy looked like he had reached an important conclusion from the conversation.

Then, as if on cue, Sanji stuck his head out of the kitchen door and announced that "dinner was ready."

...

Everyone stood up and started to head into the kitchen. Nami lingered back for a second to check the course really quickly. She hadn't noticed that Luffy hung back too.

She was walking by the other doors into the lower decks toward the kitchen when she felt her body get pushed and grabbed. She was slammed, though not too roughly, against the wall of the ship, only a few feet from the kitchen door.

Luffy's arms were on either side of her shoulders like a cage, pinning her. She could feel the heat radiating off his exposed chest that was less than an inch from touching hers as his shirt blew unbuttoned in the wind.

They didn't hear the sounds of Sanji approaching the kitchen door.

"NAMI-SCHWWAN where are you my beauty?! It's dinnertime!" He called from within the kitchen as he approached the door.

Nami and Luffy also didn't hear the commotion that Chopper made inside to prevent Sanji from going outside and possibly stumbling onto Nami and Luffy alone together.

Chopper had thrown all the flashcards in his pockets up in the air to distract Sanji.

"Chopper! Why are you throwing cards all over my beautiful meal and table!? LOOK AT ALL THESE IMAGES OF LADIES! MELLLORINE!" With Sanji now thoroughly distracted by various abstract and not so abstract images of females on flashcards, everyone in the kitchen calmed down.

Meanwhile. . .back outside on the deck . . .

Luffy's eyes bored into hers and she felt her pulse quicken. She saw a sea of emotion in his eyes, deeper and more meaningful than any look she had ever seen in her life. It was full of a fierceness that almost scared her if he weren't the object of her love.

He leaned closer and his exposed chest just barely brushed her still clothed breasts in her bathing suit top. She couldn't help her sharp intake of breath at the contact. His lips were less than an inch from hers now.

She saw how soft they looked-their faint pink hue. They were pouty and very kissable. His tongue came out and licked his bottom lip like he knew she was watching.

He leaned in again and. . . took his straw hat off her head and placed it back on his own. He turned away and walked into the kitchen.

"SANJIIIIIIIIIII MEAT!" Nami was frozen in place in shock and irritation. She had to take several deep breaths and try to remember what Robin had explained to her. He definitely just gave me a strong sign just now, right? He's not just toying with my feelings, right? With that thought, she followed Luffy into the kitchen.

...

Surprisingly, to everyone else, the meal proceeded largely as normal: no strange behavior from Nami or Luffy.

Luffy was snatching food from everyone's plate and Nami was reprimanding him when he did so. The crew settled into normal conversation and was carrying on like any other night.

The only things that announced any sort of difference was the fact that Nami had one of the bigger and nicer cuts of meat of the really amazing Filet's that Sanji had prepared, Luffy had not bitched once about why she did, and Nami had again decided of her own volition to sit next to him, the rubber-human-food-vacuum.

When the meal was drawing to a close, and Nami still had a sizeable piece of filet left on her plate, she felt her mood drop again. Not once did he do anything to give me a sign and I was watching for the obvious things this time like Robin told me to. She sighed.

Well, this meat will go to waste anyway.

"Luffy." Everyone looked up expectantly. They were all waiting for when the blossoming couple would finally express their feelings in some way. Sanji, poor Sanji, just looked lost.

With her pointer finger and thumb, Nami picked up the best over-sized bite of filet that she had on her plate, making sure to get it drenched in the juices. She paused as she blushed, eyeing everyone.

Down the table from her, realizing what was about to take place, Usopp looked frantically at Sanji and Franky who winced.

"What is it Na-" Just as Luffy had his mouth open and was about to finish his sentence, Nami inserted the piece of filet mignon into his open mouth. Just the tips of her fingers grazed his lips at the act.

Color shot up his face like blood from the steak. Down the table, Usopp erupted into a coughing and flailing fit in front of Sanji to distract him. Zoro smirked at the scene between Luffy and Nami. Just like battle and no one beats Luffy in a fight.

"O, my heart!" Usopp pulled an old ketchup star he still used for gags out of his pocket and collapsed on Sanji's plate.

"OI! You shitty sniper! Get the the hell off my table!"

"O NO! Usopp!" Chopper tried his best to sound concerned. The entire table seemed to be in on distracting Sanji-except for the captain and the navigator.

"Did your horrible food poison him, shit cook?" Zoro joined in with gusto. Sanji kicked Zoro's chair out from under him.

While everyone flailed around Usopp's and, now Zoro's, distraction and Sanji to keep him distracted, they also half watched with anxious eyes what was transpiring between Luffy and Nami. With a frustrated grumble, Sanji announced that we was going to change shirts to get the ketchup off of his current one. He left the kitchen.

As soon as the door shut behind Sanji, everyone turned-even Usopp who now had mashed potato and meat juice on his nose and face. They all watched with baited breath.

Back at the other end, Nami started to pull her hand back from Luffy's mouth. Before she could do so, Luffy's had shot up with near gear-second speed and firmly-but not painfully-grabbed her wrist and held her hand in place.

He pushed her hand back toward his mouth and with a burning and unblinking gaze guided each one of her fingers into his mouth as he sucked them and licked them visibly with his tongue.

Nami could feel herself melting into a pool of goo.

Without breaking his gaze with Nami, whose body had exploded into goosebumps and need, Luffy spoke.

"Where's Sanji?"

"He left to change shirts. Why are you being so obvious in front of him, Luffy?" Nami was broken briefly out of her reverie. Does everyone know?

"He needs to know what I want." Nami's eyes whipped back to Luffy; his hand still held her wrist, though less firmly. His gaze was downright molten as he started at her with desire.

Nami blushed and with everyone staring at her, she felt embarrassed. She wasn't ready for her sex life-or rather potential sex life-to be on display like this. Right now, it just seemed like Luffy wanted to take her clothes off, which was a nice thought, but after all her fantasizing about tying him to the mast, when push came to shove and he seemed to be about to tie her to the mast, Nami felt uncomfortable and hurt.

"I'm going to go get some air." She pulled her hand from his grasp and he let her and she all but ran out of the kitchen. Once outside, she headed for the Lion's head. When the cool air of the night hit her face, she felt tears run down her cheeks.

She passed Sanji on her way toward the Lion.

"Nami-schwan? What's wrong?" Sanji called out to her. Luffy, followed quickly by the rest of the crew, emerged from the kitchen. Luffy had a stricken look on his face.

The pieces fell into place for Sanji and his face contorted in rage. He thought he had seen Luffy flirting so grotesquely with Nami at the other end of the table. It doesn't matter what happened, all that managed to Sanji was that it upset Nami.

"YOU SHIT CAPTAIN! WHAT DID YOU DO TO NAMI-SCHWAN!" Sanji grabbed Luffy's collar. The rest of the crew looked on.

"Uh-oh. . ." Usopp mumbled as he rubbed the potato off his nose.

~~~~The plot thickens! Please review! Only 2 chapters left. Don't worry, I'm not a jerk. I'm a total LuNa shipper. . .just be patient.