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Please enjoy my One Piece: Zoro x Nami fanfic! XD

It was warm and silent. Zoro felt immense pain coming his stomach and chest and his head. But he was laying on something soft and comfortable. He groaned and then tried to lift his right arm to his forehead, but his arm wouldn't move too far off the cushioning thing he was laying on. He tugged and pulled, but his arm wouldn't move any farther than a few inches off the cushioning thing. Slowly, he opened his eyes and stared up at the wooden ceiling. He groaned and then looked up to see that his arm was handcuffed to the wall. He tugged again, wondering what the heck was going on. Why was he chained to the wall?

Slowly, Zoro sat up on the couch he used as his bed, groaning in pain. Zoro looked down at his torso to see that it had been re-bandaged. When he last saw it, the bandages had been covered in blood.

Two hundred, one thousand, and twenty three… Two hundred, one thousand, and twenty four… Two hundred, on thousand, and twenty five…

Zoro was still swinging his weights, not taking a moment to rest. He was determined to get better then Mihawk. He had promised Kuina and himself that he would. He had promised Luffy that he would never lose again!

But… Zoro couldn't ignore the pain that was growing in his chest. It was growing worse. Much worse.

One hundred more, he told himself. Then, I'll stop…

So, Zoro continued swinging his weights, enduring the pain. He had to endure it! He had to surpass Mihawk! And the pain grew. It grew so much, that it became blinding. Soon, he couldn't hold the weights anymore. They dropped to the ground with a loud BANG! Zoro fell to the ground, his body getting heavy and numb. He heard voices, men calling him. But he couldn't find the strength to answer or to even open his eyes.

Then, he heard a beautiful voice. "He's lost a lot of blood," came the voice. "Stupid idiot!" He wondered who this voice belonged to. He recognized it, but he couldn't remember who it was. Zoro tried to remember, but he was in fog. Then, the last thing he remembered, was hearing, "You owe me for this," said the beautiful voice. "Big time, Zoro!"

Zoro sighed, shaking his head. His head was still in a fog. He lifted his free hand to his head, massaging his temples to ease his aching head. He couldn't do much for his chest and stomach, but he at least he could ease his head ache. He sighed and then looked around.

Zoro was in the Men's quarters of the ship. He was alone, which explained the silence, and chained to the wall. Zoro's eyes moved to the handcuffs. He knew if he had the strength, he could break those chains. But, right now, he was too tired to. "Damn it," Zoro muttered. "What happened?"

"You fainted from blood loss, Marimo," came Sanji's voice.

Zoro looked up, gritting his teeth. He saw Sanji climbing down the steps, one handed and caring a steaming bowl. "About time you woke up, idiot."

"Shut up," Zoro muttered. "Why am I chained to the wall?"

"To keep you from doing something stupid again," Sanji answered, placing the bowl on his lap. He then moved away to lean against the mast. "It's soup. I suggest you eat it before it gets cold."

Zoro picked up the spoon resting in the bowl and put it in his mouth. The hot, delicious liquid slipped down his throat. He sighed. Sanji's food was really good, for a love struck idiot. He then turned to Sanji and asked, "Who did this?" while lifting his cuffed hand to point at his stomach. He knew better to think that Luffy did it. Usopp and Sanji might have, but they may not know what to do when it comes to stitching up wounds.

"Nami-san did," Sanji answered. A dreamy smile came across Sanji's face as he thought of how Nami had worked on Zoro. "She was beautiful as she bandaged you up again! She had to yell at Luffy to make him understand that you couldn't follow your dream if you bleed to death while training! She's so amazing!"

Zoro looked down at his cuffed hand and then said, "So Nami did this too. And made Luffy approve."

"He didn't just approve it. It's now an order." Zoro looked up at Sanji who was now lighting a new cigarette. He then pulled the cigarette from his mouth and exhaled, a puff of smoke emanating from his mouth and nose. "Luffy said, and quote, 'You're right, Nami! I don't want to lose my first mate before he's able to become the strongest swordsman!' So, he's now ordering you to rest until you are fully healed. Then you can go train." And with that, Sanji started to climb up the mast.

Zoro sighed as Sanji left. Well, this sucks, Zoro thought. He then picked up his spoon and started to eat his soup. He wanted to complain about Luffy ordering him to take a rest, but he knew better then to argue with him. Plus, Zoro respected Luffy too much to disobey his orders, even if he was an idiot. So, Zoro didn't complain. He was going to take his order with grace and wait patiently until he is well again.

When he finished his soup, he leaned over the edge of the couch as best as he could, placing the bowl on the floor. Then, he laid back down and sighed. There was nothing better to do then sleep, but he wasn't tired anymore.

Creek!

There came the sound of someone opening a door above Zoro's head. Zoro sat up so quickly to see who it was, that he had hurt himself in the process. He yelled in pain and then looked back to glare the person who had startled him.

Nami was crawling throw the trap door that led to the women's quarters. She got up quickly and then looked up at Zoro. Nami froze instantly. If looks could kill, Nami would be dead now. Zoro didn't just look upset, but pissed. Sanji had told him what she had done. She knew that. But she didn't think that he would be this angered. Nami sighed and looked him in the eye, not fearing him. He was, after all chained to the wall and she knew he wouldn't hurt a fellow crew mate. Well, Zoro wouldn't kill a fellow crew mate.

"I can't complain when Luffy orders it, but that doesn't mean you have to put the idea in his head," Zoro growled.

Nami looked away, not feeling ashamed of herself or fearful of him. "Well, you were killing yourself. I know you'll do anything to achieve your goal, but getting yourself killed outside of battle is wrong. I'm not saying you can't die trying, but training while injured could cause something worse to happen. You could lose-"

"That is my decision!" snapped Zoro. "Not yours!"

Nami was silent for a second, staring at Zoro in shock. He glared at her, his anger seething. How dare she try to tell him the repercussions of training while being injured! He already knows! He doesn't need her tell him what to do and they don't need her telling Luffy what to do! Who did she think she was!

But Zoro could see that she wasn't sorry and that she wasn't going to be anytime soon. He sighed, trying to calm himself. He then looked away, his anger still raw. "Why did you help?"

Nami moved around the bed, feeling that it was safe to move closer to Zoro. "Luffy asked me too. Plus I owe you and him for saving me."

"I was ordered to bring you back. I didn't do it because I wanted too." He tried to look back only to see that she had moved to his bedside. They're eyes met, then he looked away.

"I know," Nami said simply. "I didn't tend to your wounds because I wanted to. Luffy was asking me. I did it mostly for him."

Zoro scoffed and looked away. "You devious little-"

"Stupid man."

It was silent for a second. Then Nami asked, "How are you?"

"In pain."

"Well, duh! I mean, is it easing up?

"Not really."

Nami sighed, wishing that there was something to ease the pain. She thought for a minute. There had to be medicine on this ship, somewhere. Maybe in the galley somewhere…

"Hey, look. I'm not about to escape from my bed, really. So, could you do something about these handcuffs?"

Nami blinked, taken from her thought process. She looked down at the green haired swordsman laying on the couch, pulling at the handcuffs that were chaining him to the chouch. She then smiled a cat like smile and moved back to the trap door. "No can do. Luffy ordered that those cuffs are not to be removed from your wrist until your completely healed," she laughed.

"I'm not going to train if its an order!"

"Well, you know how Luffy gets." She was practically giggling as she moved through the trap door.

Zoro looked back, lifting his free hand to reach out to stop her from leaving. But Nami was too far away for him to reach. "Hey! Nami! Don't leave me here chained to the bed! NAMI!" Nami ignored him, closing the emergency trap door behind her.

Now, Zoro was all alone in the men's quarters. He could hear he locking the trap door from her side, not that she needed it. He couldn't reach her now. Zoro sighed and turned back around to ease the pain that looking back had caused. He didn't know whether or not believe Nami's words. It would be like Luffy to order something this outrageous after ordering him to not train, but he got this feeling that she was tricking him. He sighed again. When someone other than Nami comes down, he'll ask them what Luffy said.

So, with that in mind, Zoro laid back down and waited for someone to come and come down.