Hello everybody!
This chapter took me more time, but I'm very pleased with it.
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Above all things write this fanfiction is been a good exercise for me. And I wanna and I need do it right. Furthermore the better I write, the better is your reading time. ;)
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Chapter 4
When the anchor dropped into water, Nami was in ecstasy, because after so long at sea walk onshore would be invigorating. Not to mention that this island seemed to have a small town and it could be the opportunity to get through it without trouble. It was really hard to pass unnoticed for some islands in the New World. So, a place like this gave hope for a peaceful stay.
It was still morning when they anchored and everybody decided to go to the city to provide supplies. Nami stood alone on the deck waiting for Zoro, who descended from the crow's nest. They had settled to go early in the shop and then spend the day exploring the island.
"I'm so excited," she said, stretching her arms upwards as soon as she went down from the ship, enjoying the sand under her feet. Nami wore her usual bikini top and jeans shorts. It was too hot to put something else. "I think we can relax a bit here."
Zoro was beside her and she noticed that he observed her stretching. He dressed in the usual way, with his open dark-green coat, closed on his waist, pants, boots and the swords hanging by his side. Nami didn't understand how he could wear so many clothes, especially in this heat, but she knew he didn't understand how she wore so small clothes. However she had to admit that these clothes made him look more powerful.
Well, she had to admit that it pleased her. A lot.
"Yeah, I hope you're right," he said taking his eyes from her and looking at the entrance of the city. "It's over there?"
"Yes, let's go!" she said excited and they began to walk in silence to observe attentively the city and inhabitants.
It was indeed a small town, but well structured and sufficiently developed. They soon discovered that the community was independent and didn't receive government support. They had a rich local culture and a source of solar energy for night illumination and for some agricultural and industrial machinery. They lived without much contact with people outside the island, but they were kind and showed no hostility with the couple.
Nami and Zoro pointed things and make comments about what they saw different and interesting. They were impressed with the solar energy and the navigator just bought a moisture and temperature meter with the technology to help her.
They found a small shop specializing in swords at the main square. It was like any other shop: Some swords on the wall, some in glass furniture, the cheaper ones in a wooden keg, brackets, accessories and related products.
They approached the counter and a man with glasses and gray apron received them:
"Welcome! How can I help?"
"Good morning, sir, I want to know how much it would cost the complete maintenance for these three swords?" she said with a nice smile and showing the swords on Zoro's waist.
The salesman watched it intently as Zoro put it on the counter. After a minute examining, with his hand on the chin the old man said:
"It costs a hundred thousand berries to the three."
Nami leaned a little on the counter, giving a good view from her breasts and saying with an innocent smile:
"Couldn't you give me a discount? Please, try to understand me. I chose this service as a gift for my dearest one here," she said indicating Zoro with her head. He was just standing idly and allowed her settle the business. "I made this choice because I want to see him very happy, by the way you really don't wanna see him mad with you. And above all, he needs a good equipment to protect me. And do wanna endanger my protection?" she blinked lightly her eyes to the man.
The man chuckled deeply and said to her:
"Well, I can think in a solution for you and your boyfriend. How much can you pay?"
Zoro moved on his feet and he was going to explain to the seller that he wasn't her boyfriend, that they're just nakamas, but Nami grinned and gently put a finger in his mouth to not let him speak a word. She winked at him and turned back to the seller saying:
"I can pay exactly eighty thousand berries."
The man looked at her, then looked at the swords and, in the end, looked at Zoro who didn't know what to do, totally puzzled. The seller returned the gaze to Nami and sighed.
"All right. It will be eighty thousand."
Nami reached out to close the deal. The salesman shook it and she said triumphantly:
"Deal," and smiled at Zoro also smiled slightly. Then turned to the seller one last time and asked, "How long will it be ready?"
"In one hour you can go back to pick up them." he said picking up the swords.
"Ok, in one hour we'll be back."
Nami and Zoro left the store and walked a bit through the square to find a bank near an ice cream parlor. Zoro sat on the bench while Nami was going to buy ice cream for them. She bought lemon for him and strawberry for her. Once paid, she returned to sit beside him giving him the ice cream.
"Thank you, Nami," he said and turned to look into her eyes. "Thanks for the swords and the ice cream. Really."
"You're welcome, Zoro," she stared back to him. "Is the ice cream good? Can I taste it?"
Zoro offered her his ice cream. She leaned toward him and without taking her eyes from him took a piece of ice cream in his hand.
"Hmm, very good!" she said, wiping her mouth. She stretched her hand and offered hers. "Try mine!"
Zoro didn't seem to know what to do. He tasted her ice cream quickly. He lowered his head and said blushing:
"Yours is good too."
Nami laughed, then approached him and said, leaning a little to him:
"I don't believe you're blushing. Are you embarrassed with me?"
He kept his head down and to her surprise he asked:
"Why don't you let me tell the seller that I'm not your boyfriend?"
"Because I saw no need to give satisfaction to him in the midst of the bargain," she said trying to hide that she was blushing slightly. "He's just a salesman. I believe that has no problem he thinks that you are my boyfriend," she stopped and bent over him to try to look into his eyes and said with a twinge of sarcasm to tempt him. "You got a problem with that? Is it too bad to let the man think that I'm your girlfriend?"
Zoro raised his head, frowning deeply and looked at her. He was breathing hard. Nami kept her eyes challenging his answer. Suddenly he turned to the other side and unable to look at her said:
"Of course not! I don't wanted mean that!"
Nami knew he was very embarrassed and not knowing what to do or say. And she was very happy with his answer and decided to make a move forward. She wanted that him to be completely comfortable with her physical contact. She wanted that someday he would have the same urge to touch her like she had to touch him. And just now, she had to feel him.
She raised her hand and gently turned his face so he could look at her. She cupped his face with her hand and said, "So, it wasn't a problem, right? If I do something you don't like, tell me. That way I'll know what you like or not." then she passed her fingers lightly on his cheek, enjoying the contact. Zoro didn't complain or show that he didn't like the caress. He was just looking at her with frozen eyes. Nami smiled at him and said removing her hand from his face. "Now let's finish the ice cream. They're melting."
Zoro turned to his ice cream without a word. Nami finished the ice cream almost bursting with happiness. She had made a tremendous progress and she knew that she was doing everything right. But she wanted more. She wanted to run her fingers through his hair, smell his skin, pass her fingers on his scars and feel his well sculpted body under her hands.
But above all the things she wanted him to touch her.
After finishing the ice cream, they walked through the street wondering about what the other crew members could be doing on the island. Nami realized that he was talking and laughing much more than before.
And at the right time, they returned to the store.
Zoro took his swords and approved the service. He seemed delighted as a child with a toy that just came back from repair. And, unable to stop grinning, Nami paid the seller.
Outside the store, Zoro took the pulse of Nami who went ahead, stopped her and said:
"It was very nice of you did it for me. I really needed that. So I wanted to repay you some way, but I can't afford anything expensive for you."
She approached him and held lightly on the collar of his coat with both hands. Her face was an inch of him. She had to stand on tiptoe. Then looked seriously into his eyes, without a blink, she said:
"Zoro, you don't need to buy anything for me. What I want from you is free." and locked her look with his just waiting for his reaction.
But they were interrupted by Chopper and Usopp who came from across the street calling them.
"Oe Nami! Zoro!"
Nami loosed her hands from his coat and greeted them. But Zoro couldn't take his eyes of Nami. He seemed mesmerized.
"We were looking for you. We'll have lunch together at a place near here," said Chopper. "And we'd better go soon, because Luffy is already like a beast!"
"Sure. Come on." Nami said and began walking alongside the reindeer and the shooter.
After a few seconds Usopp asked:
"Nami, why Zoro is still standing back there looking at you strangely? You fought again?"
The navigator laughed and put her arms over the shoulder of her friend:
"No. Not this time, Usopp," and kept walking as if she was stepping on clouds and had a party of butterflies in the stomach. "Actually, this time I'd give a million berries to know his thoughts."
p.s.: I am so addicted in the Born to Die from Lana del Rey. Probably it was a great influence in the story. See you in the next chapter!
