AN: I know This came out fast. Well, I'm in the mood! So I want to do as much as I can while I'm in the mood. Mostly because there are big things I look forward to getting to. Also, Con did not beta this, and I tried to fix it as much as possible, but if there is some mistake, I apologize. I hope you enjoy.
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Once inside they crossed to the front where the owner and his artists were hanging out on plush couches. "Oi," Luffy greeted them. "Sup, Law? Bin a few months, ya?"
"Aye, that it has, Luffy. Sup man ..." He said, standing up, and extending his arm to grasp hands with him in a friendly greeting. The man was covered in tattoos with a beanie on his head, a nose ring, an eyebrow ring, and two loop earrings in his left ear. He was also wearing cargo shorts that were sagging considerably with a white muscle shirt with Converse shoes.
Luffy shook his hand and the others followed suit. "Got that artwork 'ere," Usopp handed the man the piece of paper he'd done the sketch on.
"Oh ya? Les see it then." He took it from Usopp to take a look, "ah, this wha ye want, ya? Very nice, Usopp." He said, smiling up at him.
"I finkin, I wan mine o' da back o' me neck," Luffy said with a nod.
"I want mine 'o me arm," Zoro said looking down at a blank space below his shoulder.
"I dun know where ta git mine," Chopper said frowning.
"Mine on me back," Usopp said lifting his shirt off. His whole body was toned, but he didn't have any tattoos like the others.
"I'll take mine on my shoulder." Sanji said, lifting his sleeve.
"Yohoho! On my back shoulder, please!"
Law finally noticed Nami standing towards the back, and he stepped forward with a smile, "And ye, luv? Are ye gun' git one wit tha rest o' these blokes? Ah, yer much too pretty, luv."
Blinking up at the man, her cheeks flushed slightly and her mouth opened to speak, but nothing seemed to want to come out, even if she took a breath to say something.
Luffy glared at the back of Law's head and stepped forward, "this is Nami, are manager, she wans one too." Luffy bit his lip, sucking on his lip rings trying to appear nonchalant but feeling more and more like a completely idiot.
"Oh, s'at so, luv? Then," he started, leaning closer to her, "where woul' ye like it, luv?" He asked, smiling at her.
"I-uh-well ... I didn't think about that ..."
"Might I make a suggestion then, luv?" He asked, smiling wider.
"Okay ..." She finally replied, trying to smile.
Chuckling deeply, Law lifted a hand, slightly running the back of his hand above the top of her left breast, but never touching her, "Right 'ere ... On top of this 'ere breast. So when ye wear sommin nice ... Everyone cin see who ye belong to, luv."
Gasping softly with her eyes widening, her cheeks flushed a deeper red, "I-I ..."
"Oi, oi, Law! Watch your hands!" Sanji exclaimed, frowning at him.
"Oi, I ne'er touch 'er!" He said, holding up his hands with a grin to turn to him.
"Why dun ye jus git started an give 'er a chance t' pick a place fer 'erself?" Luffy had to try with every ounce of his strength not to rush over and pull Law off of her. He had no right to react that way. It wasn't like she was his, or anything. But between Sanji and now Law... he was about ready to kill something. Or someone.
"All righ', all righ'. This way, gen'lemen!" Law said, motioning to the chairs, "We can take three at a time."
Sighing in relief, Nami just drooped and went to sit in an empty chair. Actually, she had no idea where to get it.
Zoro, Usopp, and Chopper hurried to sit down. Luffy turned and moved to sit by Nami. He took a deep breath before speaking, "ya a'ight, luv?"
"Yes, thanks." She said, turning to smile at him with a faint blush.
Sanji turned to see Luffy already sitting next to her, and he frowned a bit and went to sit elsewhere.
"Nervous?" He asked, trying to offer her a kind smile, while leaning back into the plush couch.
"Mm, no." She said, shaking her head, "Just trying to figure out where I should get mine."
"Needa suggestion?" Luffy asked still smiling softly, and glad it was just them without any others spouting flirts at her.
Her cheeks flushed a bit more, but she smiled, "Oh, um ..." Honestly, she did not get quite the response she had been looking for when she agreed on suggestions, but then she rolled her eyes closed with a bigger smile, "Sure." She said, opening her eyes to look back at him again.
"Well, ya already got one on yer arm. 'Ow 'bout yer ankle? Or yer back over yer shoulder," he lifted his shirt and began pointing at different places on his body. "Any o' 'em sound good?"
At hearing them, Law turned towards then as he prepped his tools, "Oh, 'ow 'bout on yer lower back, luv? I fink is very sexy fer a woman ta 'ave one there."
Turning to Law, she then smiled before looking back at Luffy. "M-Maybe ... just behind my shoulder ... would be nice ... Although," she said, looking back at Law, "I think one on my lower back would be ... pretty nice too."
"Oh, so, you'll be gittin' two then, luv?" Law asked, smiling wider.
"I-I don't know ... Maybe ..." She said, her cheeks flushing a bit more.
Luffy growled under his breath and turned to Nami and said quietly, "don git it there, Luv. Ya know wha they call 'em on tha lower back? Ya certainly dun fall under tha stereotype."
"Oh? What do they call them?" She asked, turning to smile at him.
He flushed, "is not nice, Luv... it don suit ya."
Smiling a little softer, she then nodded, "All right, then I won't get it."
"Good... I don wan ya havin it there. I fink id look good on yer back... behind yer shoulder." He reached behind her and gently pressed his hand onto the back of her shoulder. "Don ye fink?"
Flushing a bit darker, she then nodded, still looking up at him, "Yeah, I think that's a great place. Thanks."
He smiled and flushed completely, "bet id look great, luv." He turned to look and see if the others had started yet.
Biting her lip and looking down, she then looked over to the others as well, feeling her heart pounding in her chest and butterflies in her stomach. They sat, both staring elsewhere and in complete silence for a long while until the others were finished.
"A'ight! We ready fer tha rest 'o you blokes! And then, I shall take care 'o da lil' lady meself." Law said, winking at Nami, causing her to blush and look away.
Luffy clenched his teeth and shot a look at Law before looking back at Nami, "wanna come watch?" Everyone was all over this woman, making him angry and jealous. He really wanted to tell them to back off... that she was his...
Tucking her hair behind her ear, she them smiled, keeping her gaze to her lap, "I can do that? You don't mind?"
"Can do wha' ye li'e, luv," he shrugged and climbed to him feet and began moving towards the chairs. He stopped by Zoro to look at it as the man passed, "dang, that's pretty sweet. I fink is ar next album cover, ya?"
"Ya, it be good, I fink." Zoro nodded, Chopper and Usopp agreeing as they walked passed to go to the couches.
Watching him go, Nami drooped a bit to his shrug. Even if he'd suggested it, it seemed he didn't really care either way. Sighing, she looked down into her lap again, feeling her heart pang. Here she'd thought they had somewhat of a break through, and suddenly, she wasn't sure if she felt all that welcome to watch.
Luffy turned back to Nami when she was not following him, "ye comin, luv?" He moved back towards her slightly with an arched brow.
"Oh ..." She replied, giving somewhat of a nervous smile, "Yeah." She finally replied, standing up to follow after him.
Arching a brow, Law sat back in his stool as he watched them and chuckled.
Luffy grabbed another stool and pulled it over to Law's chair for Nami before he sat backwards on the chair in front of the artist. Reaching his hand up, he ran it over the back of his neck. "Make it good, ya?" He looked at Nami and motioned for her to sit on the stool.
Smiling, Nami followed him over and sat on the stool next to him to watch.
Luffy looked at her in the mirror, trying to keep his neck still for Law to begin work on the back of his neck.
Law didn't fail to see where his eyes went through the mirror as he used a razor to buzz the hairs. Then he rubbed the skin with sanitizer, but could not help the chuckle, and leaning forward to next to Luffy's ear, he whispered, "Ye be'er hurry it up, mate... fer she gets snatched up, ya?" He pulled back, smirking, before beginning his work on Luffy.
Luffy's breath stopped at his words, catching him off guard and he wasn't ready for the needle and he jolted, his hand moving off its own accord to Nami's knee digging into her flesh.
Gasping and flushing darkly, Nami jumped up with a small cry in surprise, "Aah," and Law burst into laughter, pulling the needle back.
"Oi, sorry, mate!"
"Shit, man, warn a guy, will ya?" He released her knee, "sorry, luv." He flushed completely and moved his hand to clutch the chair instead.
"N-No ... i-it's all right ..." She said, pulling her skit down a bit as a nervous twitch, her face a bright red.
"Hooo, yer luvly when ye blush, luv!" Law said, grinning at her.
"Ah, thank you ..." Nami said, keeping her head lowered.
Sanji snorted, having already figured that one out a long time ago. His eyes narrowed at both Law and Luffy through his mirror.
Law seemed thoughtful as he looked at Nami, having been watching her quite a bit as he had worked on Chopper. Then he leaned back forward, "I fink yer in luck, mate ..." But that was all he'd graced Luffy with.
Looking at Law through the mirror, he arched a brow turning to look at him fully, "wha ya on 'bout?" He hissed under his breath at the tattoo artist.
"If ye no' fig'er out yeself, mate ... then ye've go' a problem ..." He whispered back with a chuckle, turning his face forward, "Now 'old still. I go' a werk on ya."
Luffy narrowed his eyes, his eyebrows furrowing in thought. He turned back to face the mirror still trying to figure out what he was saying. He gripped the chair, "a'ight git to it, then."
"Righ'!" Law said, putting the needle back to his skin to start. Looking up, Nami began to watch the process.
"Yer no' 'fraid o' pain, now are ye, luv?" Law asked after a moment.
"Of course not." She replied with pursed lips.
Luffy smirked and chuckled a bit, remaining completely still for the artist, "she'll surprise ye…"
Zoro came up behind them, "uh... Law, mate, I fink he wan'id tha logo... not... was s'at say? N... A..." He stopped there and laughed.
Gasping loudly, Nami quickly sat up and looked at where the logo should have been, her face reddening in mortification.
"Oi, mate! Ye ruined it, man!" Law exclaimed, bursting into laughter as well.
Luffy froze, "th' fuck ya doin back 'ere, Law?" He leaned forward so the needle would move. He quickly stood up and tried to look at it in the mirror. However, he only ended up turning in circles because he couldn't see it. Zoro, Chopper, and Usopp all burst out laughing at him.
Law and Brook burst into laughter, not being able to help themselves, and Nami let her eyes slide shut in utter mortification as she placed a hand to her forehead while lowering her head.
Sanji just frowned, seeing as Nami looked completely horrified, "Oi, what the fuck are you doing!?"
"Oi, oi! I'm sorry, mate! It was a joke, ya!? I didn' do it! Come now! Sit down! Ya fink ya'd not mind havin' such a beautiful lass' name on yer person, ya!?" Law said, trying to calm his laughter.
Nami's brows furrowed, feeling her heart sinking to Luffy's outburst to thinking he was tattooing her name to his neck, which only made her even more embarrassed.
Luffy finally sat, "ya can put da name... but no' on me neck, gots ta keep a show, righ?" He took off his shirt, "blenit inta me chest, 'ere," he pointed to a spot on his left peck that was blank.
Eyes widening and gasping softly, Nami's head shot up to gape at Luffy, her face reddening even further.
"Hoo, s'at right', mate!?" Law exclaimed with a grin, "Oh, ain' da sweet? Righ' above his heart!"
Swallowing hard, Nami could only gape at Luffy. Sanji, however, frowned and wondered what the hell Luffy was doing.
Luffy chuckled completely oblivious to the other's reaction just trying to get them back for teasing him, "why don ye jus finish the firs one, ya?"
"Righ', righ'," Law started, but then he leaned forward, "but shouldn' ye ask da lass first ... if thats a'ight?"
"Ah, yer righ," Luffy said with a soft smile before turning to Nami, "'sup t' ya, luv."
Nami could only gape at him, her mouth opening and closing, feeling like a fish out of water as only a bit of sound came out, but then she just closed her eyes, feeling like any hole would be welcome to open under her.
"Oi, Luffy! What the fuck're you on about!?" Sanji said from his chair, "You're embarrassing her!"
Luffy watched her for a moment as if realizing for the first time what an ass he was being to her. "Ah, luv, I'm sorry," he said quietly just for her to hear. He wished that all the guys were gone right then, because he had a sudden urge to pull her into his arms and hold her close. He suppressed those feelings, still feeling like a horrible asshole.
Opening her eyes, she just smiled without any mirth to it and shook her head, but then she stood up and made a quick exit.
"Oi, oi, luv!" Law called, "Aah, we were just havin' a bit o' fun!"
"Shit!" Sanji called with a scowl as he sat up, to the displeasure of the artist and ran out after her, "Wait, Cherie!"
"Fuck," Luffy said dropping his head into his hands, "jus finish it, ya?"
"Ah, righ', mate ..." Law said, starting on his work again.
Zoro crossed his arms watching Nami rush out; he felt bad having started it all. He was just trying to make a joke. He didn't think there would be a reaction like that.
"Oi, Cherie!" Sanji called, grabbing her arm, but she didn't turn to him, "Aah, amour ... don't let those assholes get to you." He said, frowning down at her softly.
"No, it's fine ... I was pretty stupid, huh?" She replied softly, but her words held no emotion.
"No, of course not! What they did was thoughtless, Cherie. I would have been upset too." Sanji said, trying to walk around to her front, but she turned her head away, keeping it lowered, "Come, amour, don't be upset." He said, putting a knuckle under her chin to raise it up, but sucked in his breath when he saw the tears there, "Ah, Cherie! Why the tears!?" He exclaimed, pulling her to his chest, "Don't cry ..." He said, in a bit of confusion, having not expected tears.
Letting her head rest against his chest, she raised her hands a bit and clutched at his shirt, just letting her tears silently fall.
"Oi, now. Dry those tears, mon amour." Sanji said softly, reaching up to dry them, "Why are you crying, Cherie?"
"I-I don't know ... I'm sorry ..."
"Don't apologize, mon cherie. It wasn't your fault. I'll make the assholes apologize to you instead."
Sniffling, she flushed a deep red when he wiped away her tears. He really was a kind man, and the only one who didn't laugh. Smiling a bit, she sniffed again, "Thank you ... Sanji ..."
"There's no need for thanks, mon amour ... It's not necessary." He said, still trying to dry her never ending tears.
Luffy kept his head in his hands for the rest of the tattoo, wanting it to go as quickly as he could so he could go to her. He felt like such an idiot and he needed to apologize or say something that didn't make her more upset.
"Ai'ght, mate. I'm done." Law said, leaning back away from Luffy.
Luffy was on his feet and hurried after where Sanji had chased her outside. He frowned deeply when he saw Sanji comforting her. "Oi, Sanji, fink ya gots a tat ta finish." He tentatively moved closer to them, "can I talk t' ya, Nami?"
Her eyes softened in a frown as she pulled away from Sanji, but turned away from him, not quite ready to face him.
"Haven't you done enough damage today, Luffy?" Sanji asked with a deep frown.
"I jus wan fix it, Sanji, go finish yer tat," he frowned back at Sanji, but he was not angry at him, he just wanted a chance to make it right.
Staring at him for awhile with a frown, Sanji then sucked in his breath when Nami said, "It's all right, Sanji..."
Sighing deeply, Sanji then lowered his head with a softer frown before nodding. Then he went back inside.
Luffy watched her for a moment, "Ima real idiot, ya?" He stepped closer trying to make her face him, "will ya accept my apology?" He tried to speak more politely not wanting to sound like the low-life ruffian he was. "I'm sorry, I made ya upset."
She kept her head lowered, still too embarrassed to look up at him, and bit her lip instead of answering.
He scratched the back of his head having no idea what to say to her, "I was pretty surprised when ya said ya was gonna git a tat wit us. I always finking yer jus li'e all the other suits, ya know? An 'ere ya are... bein one o' da guys wit us... an.... an...." he trailed off, swallowing hard. He tried clearing his throat to make himself less nervous.
"Mm, just like one of the suits, huh? But you'd not even bothered to find out if I was or not ..." She found herself saying, but then closed her eyes and mouth shut tight.
"Never seem like... li'e ya wan'id ta git ta know us... I regret it now... cuz yer real sweet... an now I see... I guess I ain't made it easier fer ye... I sorry I such an asshole t' ya t'day and since ya b'came are manger..." He looked at the ground feeling like a real jerk.
Flushing hard, she lifted her head a bit before finally peeking up at him from under her hair and lashes, "I-It's ... okay ..." She replied quietly before shifting her eyes down.
"No… it ain't." He scratched the back of his head, "I's understandin iffin yer gonna wanna transfer an manage a differen band... we dun deserve ya, luv... I dun deserve ya..." He dropped his eyes to the ground and sighed.
Her head came up a little more quickly as she gaped at him. 'He doesn't deserve me!?' But then she blinked and shook her head, "Oh, no! I could never be separated from you-I mean all of you!" She corrected herself instantly, but her cheeks flamed hotly.
"At's good ta hear, I dun wanna have ta git use ta a new suit," he chuckled nervously, "uh... ya gonna still git dat tat... ya dun havta, if ya dun wanta now."
"No, no, I do!" She said, looking to the side, "I-I still want it ..."
"Ah, thas good. Ya wanna go back in, then?" He stepped closer to her, "or ya wanna... wan' sommor time?"
"Mm, no ... I-I can get it now ..." She said, frowning and looking back towards the door. She was still kind of embarrassed.
"Ya wan me ta kick 'em out? Or I'll tell Law ta take ya in the back, he's got a private room where they do piercings." He flushed completely thinking that probably sounded bad.
Her cheeks flushed as she looked down, "Would you come with me ...?"
"Ya, a'ight," he smiled softly, "course, I'll stay wit ya. Protect ya, keep ya safe from 'em." He chuckled a bit, "holdja hand, too, iffin ya want."
Looking up at him then, she blinked, but then managed a small, shy smile before looking back down, biting into her lip, "Y-You ... don't have to go that far ..."
"Ye know... them others are righ'. Yer real pretty when ye blush... but 'ell of a lot more when ye smile..." He smiled down at her, "now, is no big deal," he offered her his hand, "c'mon."
Her eyes shifted up to him in a soft gape as her cheeks radiated with color, and then she looked down to his hand, a bright smile forming as she looked up at him again. Then she reached out to place her hand into his slowly.
"'Ere ya are, not too bad, ya?" He led her back inside and called to Law, "oi, Law, git yer shit and come do tha lady's tat in tha back."
Law looked over to them and blinked, "Ya, a'ight ..." He said, grabbing up his things to go follow them towards the back.
Luffy led Nami into the back room and switched on the light. The room was covered with photos of Law's famous clients. Pictures of every tat Luffy had done by Law each time with Law in the picture make weird faces. Luffy pulled a chair out and offered it for her to sit.
"Aah, luv. Ahm so sorry about earlier! I did no' mean it. I swear it!" Law said, frowning at her as she sat.
Flushing a bit, she looked down and shook her head with a small smile, "No, it's all right ..."
"Ah, den ye forgive me, lass?" Law asked, setting up his things.
Chucking a bit, she looked up at him and nodded, "Yes."
"Ye are generous then, luv. Thank you. Fer that, I will give ya an extra tat free, if ya still wan' it? If no' I give this one." He said, checking over his equipment.
"Oh, thank you... I-I don't know..." She said, looking over to Luffy.
"'Ow 'bout a piercin, luv?" Luffy smiled softly, "else ya can git another some other time."
"Ooh, a piercing, eh?" Law seemed to brighten and look up quickly, "Where at, luv?"
"Oh, well... I was thinking... where Sanji had suggested... in my nose...?" She said, pointing to a side of one of her nostrils.
"Ah, that would be righ' sexy it would. Ye've go' i', luv. I'll give the stud on the house."
Smiling at him, Nami then nodded to him, "All right."
"Now, where is tha tat' goin'?"
Flushing darkly, Nami lifted her shirt up to reveal her upper back, but the shirt kept her front covered, only revealing her stomach since she leaned forward, "Back of my shoulder, please."
"Hoo ..." Law exclaimed unintentionally as his cheeks flushed and his eyes widened ... She wasn't wearing a bra, "Uh, yeah, luv ..." He said, leaning forward to put the tattoo on.
Luffy's jaw dropped when her creamy skin came into view. He leaned his head further to look at her back. He felt his body become hotter and his pants became tighter. His breath caught in his chest as he stared, not having the ability to look away. He swallowed the lump in his throat and exhaled the breath he had not realized he had been holding.
Shifting his eyes to Luffy, Law smirked a bit before elbowing him to back up a bit so he could work.
Biting her lip with a deep flush, her eyes quickly shifted down and smiled, having seen his reaction in the mirror across from her. She could even slightly hear and feel his breathing onto her skin, causing it to heat up a bit.
Luffy stepped back and had to look away. Things were going through his head so fast, and he had to take every ounce of strength not to bend her over the chair and take her right then and there. He quickly shoved his hands into his pockets to hide the raging hard on in his pants.
After Law was done, he then sat back and put his tools away, "A'ight, luv, gonna 'ave ta 'old it there for awhile."
Staring down at the tattoo, Luffy gaped, "Thaz tha mos beau'iful fing I ever seen."
Biting her lip harder, her cheeks flushed at his words, not being able to stop the smile that spread across her lips, "Is it? Did it come out good?"
"Is as perfect as is owner, luv." Law said, sitting back to admire his work, "I might've out dun, meself though. Yer flesh is so soft and perfect, I didn' wan' ta mess i' up."
Flushing darker, she stared down at the ground, still smiling, "Thank you."
Shaking his head, Luffy chuckled, "Real good, Law. Bes' werk I seen from ya, in while. Taught ye was losing yer touch."
"Naw, I jus' gottin lazy, mate." Law replied with a lazy smile and chuckle, "But this beautiful lady dun brought out tha artist in me once again."
Over the past two days, she had probably been called pretty and beautiful more than she had an entire life time, and it was quite flattering, especially since it was coming from different guys, all quite good looking.
"Well git yer ass in gear," Luffy chuckled looking at Law, "I's gonna wan ya ta design me sommin on me sides." Luffy lifted his shirt to show him his blank sides, "Nami suggestid a dragin er sommin."
Nami smiled again, feeling those same butterflies in her stomach and feeling giddy.
"Hoo, s'at so, mate!? Tha's a really good suggestion, luv!" Law said, looking over at Nami, "Mebbe twin dragins, bu' differen' colors, ya?"
"Oh, that would be nice." Nami replied, turning to look over at them over her shoulder.
"Ye, that sound good,' Luffy nodded, "I like it... ya draw me up sommin and we talk. Imagine sommin like that, take ferever."
"Ah, It could take couple hours, ya." Law said, standing up to get a better look at her tat, "A'ight, luv, ya can put yer shirt down."
Nami did so and then sat up to smile at them, "C-Could... I come... when you do? I think... that would be cool to see." She said, flushing a bit.
Luffy gaped at her for a long moment, only vaguely disappointed that her beautiful flesh was out of sight, "'course, luv. Be fun, ya? Be nice ta have ya 'long wit me, anytime."
Her smile widened a bit, tucking her hair behind her ear again as she flushed a bit more, "Hooowee, girl!" Law exclaimed, looking at her with raised brows, "Ye are by far tha most beautiful fing ever come 'round here! So cute all shy like!"
Biting her lip, she shifted her eyes down, flushing even harder, "Thanks ..."
"Mm!" He shook his head hard before standing up quickly, not wanting to piss off his friend, who obviously liked the beautiful girl, and he didn't blame him, "Now 'bout that piercin'. S'gun sting a bit."
"That's all right, I don't mind."
"A'ight den."
Luffy leaned back into the wall, watching Law work. He crossed his arms over his chest, "yer all compliments t'day, Law. Ye still wit that one chick?"
"Ah, naw, mate ... Bitch cheated on me ..." Law replied with a scoff before coming up to pierce her left nostril, and then he chuckled, "Wit ano'der bitch ..."
Nami blinked at him with wider eyes.
"Wit another gurl?" Luffy whistled low before chuckling, "tha's bad karma, man. Ya 'ave a gurl an she leaves ya fer another gurl. Better watch yerself."
"Aye, mate!" Law replied while laughing, "S'a'ight dough ... Der's ano'der girl I'm lookin' to get me hands on ... Real perdy burnette and sweet as rolls." He said, completing the piercing.
Nami winced a bit and closed her eyes, "Ow ..."
"Ah, sorry, luv. It's done though." He said, pressing a napkin to the bleeding hole, "Lemme get ye a stud, luv. 'Old this righ' 'ere." He said, and she reached up to do so as he went to look around for a good stud before sanitizing it, "A'ight, luv. 'Ere we go." He said, putting it into place, "Might be a bit irritated fer a bit, but only fer a bit."
"Okay, thanks." She said, dabbing the napkin to the nostril before turning to look in the mirror and smile, "Not bad."
"Yer beautiful and sexy, luv!"
Luffy smiled at her in the mirror, "one down, whole lot ta go ta catch up wit me." He chuckled not actually being serious, "tha' suits ya real nice, though. I like it."
"Thank you." She said, smiling at him through the mirror.
While reaching into his back pocket to pull out his wallet, he continued staring at her through the mirror with his soft smile. He shifted his eyes down to the wallet before pulling out a credit card and handing it to Law and saying simply, "Handle it." He returned his eyes to hers and the wallet to his pocket.
She turned around with flushed cheeks to smile at him as Law took the card, "Righ', mate." He said before leaving.
"Thank you ..." She said, smiling a bit wider, "F-For the tattoo."
"Ah... well, fank ye fer... puttin up wit my shit," he looked away as his cheeks flushed a bit. He reached a hand up to scratch the back of his head nervously.
"Mm," she hummed, shaking her head and closing her eyes while keeping the smile, "It's all right." She said, opening them again to smile wider.
"Hey... luv... I was wonderin..." he went quiet again not know what he should say really. His face turned ever redder and he tried to remain looking away to hide his shyness, "ah... well... I know yer busy an all... but ya woul'nt wanna go ta dinner wit me t'night, woul ye?"
Blinking at him a bit in astonishment, she could not help the gape she held as she stared at him. She never thought he would ever ask her out… and on a date? Her lips slowly curved into a bright smile, "I would love to!"
Luffy grinned, "ah good... it be fun... gittin' outta the house witout the guys. Have a few drinks. Ye drink much?" He couldn't help but smile, he wish he'd realized a lot sooner how much fun she was...
She laughed a bit, just feeling really happy at the moment, "No, not really... Because of my work... I don't have many friends and... drinking alone... isn't really fun, but I wouldn't mind! It sounds like a lot of fun." Her cheeks were bright and so was her smile.
He gaped. His chest hurt and he couldn't explain why. He was not having a heart attack was he? A life with no drinking? That... that... that was a travesty. "I promise ye, luv, tha's all gonna change." He was referring to the not drinking part of what she said, but it might have come off as referring to the no friends part. "We's gonna have a lot o' fun!"
Her cheeks flushed, and she looked down a bit, losing some of her smile, "That sounded pretty pathetic, huh ...?" She asked quietly, before closing her eyes and shaking her head while bringing a hand to rub her forehead.
"I... didn know, luv. I swear it iffin I did I woulda done sommin a long time ago," he was still referring to the no drinking part. "I dun wan ya ta be sad enymore... we jus have a lot of fun wit ye."
Her eyes saddened for a moment to his words, also wishing they'd noticed her sooner. The only person who gave her a call every now and then was Chopper, sweet Chopper, and her sister Nojiko. Even her best friend Vivi had been losing touch, and she was close, going to school in Paris. Feeling incredibly pathetic, tears came to her eyes, and she walked past him quickly, "The others might be waiting, maybe we should go ..."
Luffy frowned at her tears. He turned to her and caught her hand pulling her into his arms, "dun be sad, luv. Yer too beau'iful ta cry." He brought a hand up to wipe the tears from her eyes. "is 'aight. I should check, make sure Law aint usin me card elsewhere."
Her cheeks darkened in color as she stared down at his chest, not feeling any better, 'I can't believe I said that!' but nodded anyways.
However, just then, Law walked in, "Ah, sorr-y, mate—am I interruptin' sommin' 'coz I can leave ..." He said, thumbing towards the door.
"S'a'ight," Luffy said and quickly pulled away. He held out his hand for his card, and tried to hide the fact that not only was he bright red, but he was suddenly extremely nervous and shy. He was also a bit pissed because he liked having her that close. She felt good pressed against his chest... and there went his dirty thoughts again.
Law handed him back his card with a raised brow, "Others were askin' fer ya, mate. Wonderin' where tha hell ye be at."
Nami had lowered her head, wrapping her arms around herself trying just be as invisible as possible.
Luffy's eyes were fixed on the floor and he was completely zoned out. It took him a while to figure out Law was talking to him, "huhwha?" He looked up and took the card and put it back in his wallet, not even wondering how much it was going to cost for everything. He blinked at Law before looking over at Nami, "guess we gits goin. Let me know when ye got sommin fer me sides."
"Aye, aye. Will git started on 'em and git back te ye. I'll be seein' ya then, ya? You'll be there too, sweet luv?" Law asked Nami with a kind smile.
"Um, yes ..." She replied, finally looking up to him to smile.
"Thaz great, luv. I'll be seein' ye both then. Good ta have ya t'day, mate." He said, reaching out with a hand to Luffy.
Luffy shook the man's hand, "migh needa break it inta two sessions... ye know I can' sit still fer a long time. Shite... we needa pic o' these... fer da wall. Shou' do it all t'gether."
"Aye, mate!" Law grinned and chuckled, shaking his hand in turn, "Next time, ya?"
Nami watched the two before walking over to Law, "Thanks for the piercing." She said, half haphazardly pointing to it with a faint smile.
"'Course luv! I' looks great on ye too!" He said, leaning in to kiss the sides of her cheeks, "I' was great ta get the privilege o' inkin' ya, luv."
"Thank you. Was an honor to be 'inked' by someone with such great talent," she said, smiling a little wider.
Law practically swooned with a bright smile, "yer delightful, luv."
"We see ye, then," Luffy said finally composing himself, enough to smile at the other man. "Shall we, luv?"
"Mmm ..." Nami hummed, nodding her head, but she looked down, beginning to head out. She was still too embarrassed to face him. Twice in one day was more than she could handle.
Law watched them go, he sighed, lifting his hand onto his beanie and shook his head, "Rough luv, those two are, ya ...?" He said to himself.
Luffy shouted to the others in the main room, "les go assholes, we leavin," he spoke quickly before usher Nami out the backdoor and back towards the limo. He didn't wait for the driver to open the door, instead he opened it for her and held up his hand, motioning inside, "afe ye, luv."
"Thanks ..." She replied quietly, climbing inside and sitting towards the back.
Sanji frowned when he approached the car, looking from Luffy and then to Nami, who entered the car first.
Luffy followed her into the car and sat next to her, but said nothing, as if that was how it always was and if anyone thought different they would get their ass kicked. The others filed out of the shoppe and across to the limo. Zoro and Usopp sat across the back and when Chopper climbed in and met Nami's eyes his face fell so fast, Luffy was convince the drummer was about to burst into tears. Chopper's chin trembled, and he appeared to be torn whether or not he should run and hug her or crawl into a hole and die.
Nami looked up at him and smiled with affection before motioning Chopper over to her, "It's all right, sweetie. I could never be upset with you."
Sanji sat opposite of them and Brook sat towards the front. Frowning a little deeper, his eyes narrowed a bit when he looked over at Luffy. What she saw in the idiot, he had no idea.
He blinked his massive, doey eyes at her before moving to her, climbing onto the seat and throwing his arms around her, "ahm Sorry!" He let out a sob before bursting into tears. He felt awful for making her cry.
Nami laughed softly and cooed, "Ooh, sweet love, don't cry." She said, stroking his hair, "I know you didn't mean it."
The driver closed the door and took them back to the house. The ride was relatively quiet, other than Chopper gently sobbing into Nami's neck until he tuckered himself out and fell asleep in her arms.
Nami moved him to lie on her lap, still smiling down at him as she stroked his hair softly. One day, he was going to make some girl really happy, and she would be damned well sure she treated him right.
Luffy chuckled at Chopper's sleeping form, but something made him look up and he caught Sanji's eyes. His brow arched ever so slowly in question to Sanji.
Scoffing softly, Sanji stuck his hands into his pockets as he slumped into his seat while looking away and shaking his head.
Luffy furrowed his brows deeply, but his look was still questioning. Why the hell was Sanji still pissed, he had worked things out with Nami. That was obvious. Why now was he still mad about what happened? Luffy snorted, leaning back into his seat and crossing his arms across his chest.
Looking up, Nami noticed that both Sanji and Luffy seemed to be in grumpy moods and frowned in confusion.
When they arrived back home, Luffy gently lifted Chopper off Nami, "kid's too cute fer 'is own good," and carried him out of the limo. He was about to head inside to take him to his room to sleep, but instead stopped and turned to Nami before he walked off. "Ye gonna go home firs? Or stick 'round ere? Maybe ye need ta git ready or sommin?"
Zoro and Usopp were still talking about the song Luffy had written the night before and decided to head off to the studio of keep working on it before dinner with Brook following along after them.
"Ah, cherie. Please stay fer dinner. I will make whatever you desire." Sanji said, smiling at her kindly as he exited the limo.
"Oh, well..." She turned to look at Sanji, "I… we have plans…" He flushed completely and looked back to Luffy. "I-I would need to get ready for it... and... I-I don't even... what to wear to uh..." She said, flushing hard in embarrassment for saying that.
"Ye never bin ta dinner, luv?" Luffy asked gently cradling the drummer in his arms. "Guess we can jus stay in er sommin. Watch a movie?
Nami looked to the side a bit, "Ah, well… I…" She replied quietly, still feeling embarrassed.
Sanji furrowed his brows, 'dinner?' He then blinked, finally noticing the stud that reflected in the light, "Ah, mon amour, you got the piercing!" He said, smiling widely.
"O-Oh, yes!" She said, turning to him and smiling in some gratitude for the change in subject, "Do you like it?" She asked, touching a finger to it.
"You look even more lovely than before, cherie. It looks very sexy!"
"Thanks ..." She said smiling shyly with flushed cheeks as she looked down.
"It does look nice," Luffy said feeling annoyed at Sanji again. "Ye know, ye shou' let Sanji help ye wit sommin ta wear, he's good at that sort 'a fing."
Clenching his teeth down hard, Sanji rolled his eyes to glare right back at Luffy for the implication he might be gay, but then he smirked, smiling down at Nami, "Ah, cherie, that is, of course, that you don't mind me coming over to your place alone."
"O-Oh... well... I-I could... use the help... maybe..." She said, looking between them, not really sure what was going on.
"Jus be careful he don' start rearranging yer furniture an matchin colors and given ye a plant ta make it mere feng shui... ye shou' see his room." Luffy smirked and arched a brow.
Baring his teeth into a scowl, Sanji grabbed his arm to beginning pulling him away.
"Oh..." Nami breathed, but then bit her lip as she watched them walk away some distance.
"Son of a bitch ...!" Sanji seethed at him when they were far enough away, "You're too much of a dumb fuck to notice her until just today, and you think you can just have the girl?"
Chopper stirred in his arms, but slept on. Luffy looked down at the drummer before looking back up at Sanji, "tell me, Sanji, how long ye been trying ta git her attention? Hm? Cuz I ain't never notice her give it t' ye."
Shaking his head, Sanji's lips curved up into a smirk that held no mirth, "You know what's sad, Luffy ...? I've been trying to get her attention since she started working for us, but for some fucked up reason ... she was trying to get yours at the exact same time. You were just too fucking stupid to see it... fucking asshole..." He said, turning to walk away.
"You don't deserve her." He threw over his shoulder, walking inside.
"If I din' have de kid in me arms I'd fuck ye up, asshole," Luffy glared at his back as he walked away.
"Later, dumb fuck," he said giving him the finger as the door closed behind him.
Nami gasped softly with a frown as she watched and listened to the angry sounds of their voices, but couldn't hear what was being said, a hand going to her lips. She was confused and didn't understand what was going on and wished she could make out what was being said.
Luffy growled and glared at the door before following after him. He managed to balance Chopper in such a way that he got the door opened and kicked it closed. He set the boy on the couch before moving towards Sanji. "Fuck you, Sanji! Ye fink I shoul'a bin chasin tail all this time? Sorry if me career was a bit more impor'an ta me than tryin ta git in some chick's pants... oh an les no' fergit that chick's are fuckin' manager. Real perfessional, fucker!"
Gasping, Nami had run after him, but froze having just cracked the door open, having heard every word he said. Tears came to her eyes, swallowing hard and feeling tightness in her chest that was incredibly painful.
"Oh yeah! Real professional asshole, since you're doing the same fuckin' thing now!" Sanji yelled back with a scowl.
Blinking rapidly, she shut the door instead, a bit too loudly and ran for the garage where her car was, already pulling the keys out of her purse. Sanji quickly looked up towards the door, "Fuck!"
Luffy crossed to the door quickly and pulled it open, "shit!" He closed the door and took off running after her, "Nami, wait!"
Pushing the unlock button, she opened the car door to get inside, the tears already falling down. Getting in, she started her car, quickly put her seat belt on and reversed out of the garage.
He tried to get to her but she was alread gone. "Damnit!" He yelled and dropped to his knees as he watched the garage door close again. He felt like an idiot, again for who knew how many times that day. She would definitely never forgive him now...
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AN: The plot thickens. Dun dun dun! Poor Luffy... Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Going to start working on the next one right away.
Cheers!