This is, if nothing else, an experiment with the first person narrative. It is also a song-fic...kind of. In a way. Maybe half song-fic? Either way, enjoy.

The song is "Seven Things I Hate About You" by Miley Cyrus (don't judge). Mostly. I had to change 'your old levi's' to 'your black silk ties' because Sanji don't wear jeans. ;p

The pairing is Nami/Sanji.

I own neither One Piece nor the song.


Stupid cooks who don't deserved to be named right now pissing me off! Calm down, Nami, easy breaths; just remember that boys are morons. I should vent before I hurt someone...

The Seven Things I Hate About You:

Yes, that should work. Idiotic cook getting me all worked up.

1. You're vain

Stupid jerk thinks he's all that. There was that one time in Alabasta with his Mr. Prince disguise. Yeah it was a good idea and got us out of a pinch, but there was no reason to keep going on with it. He's always comparing himself to a Prince, picturing himself the storybook hero I don't want or need. It gets old.

2. Your games

It's like he treats love as a game, always playing around with my emotions. I can never tell when he's being serious or if it's just more playing. Pisses me off; not everyone can go through life as carefree as our captain. Sometimes people need to take responsibility and I'm tired of it always being me! I want to play sometimes too…

3. You're insecure

That's the only word I can think of to describe it anyway; his constant need to be complimented. His food is always delicious, it's practically a given. There's no need to be fishing compliments from everyone all the time. Not that he doesn't give out his own compliments all the time, but even those are excessive too, and also probably another way for him to go fishing for even more compliments.

4. You love me, you like her

Self-explanatory really: He's such a flirt. I don't understand it. He already has me, so what's the point? Moronic chefs with their pointless Kishido. Didn't he learn from Kalifa that not all girls are as pure as he thinks they are? He's going to get himself killed one of these days because of it…not that I'll care.

5. You make me laugh, you make me cry. I don't know which side to buy.

He can have me laughing one moment and in tears the next. I guess this goes along with the whole 'don't know when he's being serious thing.' I wish he could just make his intentions clear instead of all this playing around and beating around several bushes.

6. Your friends, they're jerks. When you act like them, just know it hurts.

A bit of an overstatement I guess, considering we have the same friends and all that. But still the point stands that when they are acting like jerks and being loud and annoying when I'm trying to concentrate, there is absolutely no reason for you to join in and be just as annoying. Especially Zoro. Why do you two constantly have to be at each other's throats? Give it a rest once in a while.

As for the seventh thing…

7. You make me love you.

And that is the best reason I can think of to hate you.

"Nami-san? May I come in please?" Speak of the devil.

"What is it Sanji-kun?" Of course he just comes in, carrying his stupid plate full of food and drinks…

"I'm sorry, Nami-san, I didn't know you were working on something."

"It's nothing," Gotta cover it up. "Why are you here?"

"I just wanted to apologize…for before." This outta be good. "I…I just wanted to say I'm sorry. You know I never like getting you upset and that I'd never actually do it on purpose."

"Hhn."

"Well, in an attempt to achieve your forgiveness, I made you your favorite fruit platter. And a drink." Well…it would be a waste not to take them.

"Thanks Sanji-kun. This doesn't mean I forgive you though."

"I know. This is more like a peace offering if you will." The bowing and kissing my hand is a bit excessive, even for him. "Adieu, mon cheri." And then he was gone.

"French-speaking jerk…" but the food and drink was a nice gesture…and least he's sorry anyway…he's not really a bad guy right?

The Seven Things I Like About You:

1. Your hair

It's always so soft and golden and shiny. He defiantly takes care of it…unlike some other men on this boat. And yet it just seems to fall so naturally in front of his left eye. That's pretty cool, even if it is a little creepy that it defies the laws of physics. But that's actually pretty cool too.

2. Your eyes

They're so deep and blue, like your ocean. And they can be so intense when you actually use your head and concentrate. And during those times when he 'heats up,' the resulting fire in them is well, pretty damn sexy. Even the hearts that appear in them are endearing at times.

3. Your black silk ties

Because I can admit it, he's got a style all your own, and he knows it. He works it and works it good. Not to mention the fact that his ties are super-convenient whenever I want to pull him in for a kiss at random intervals during the day. Plus they're always fun to take off…but that's for another time…maybe.

4. When we kiss I'm hypnotized

I've gotta hand it to the man; he sure can kiss. It does make me wonder just how much experience he has in that area…among others, but it doesn't matter anymore. He's mine now, and so are all of his amazing, heart-stopping, breath-stealing kisses.

5. You make me laugh, you make me cry. But I guess that's both I'll have to buy.

Because despite all of the heartbreak and the indecisiveness that he makes me feel, I really wouldn't want him to change…maybe the flirting, but then again, that's just part of who he is.

6. Your hands in mine. When we're intertwined, everything's alright.

He is sweet and although he can be completely overbearing with his affections at times, he does know when to back off and when all I really want from him is to just be there by my side and not say anything; just comfort me with his mere presence. He always does seem to know where the too much mark is and, although he's toed the line several times, he's never actually crossed it.

So, for the seventh thing…

7. You make me love you, you do.

And he does. He really does.