Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece, merely a fan.

Author's Note: Thank you for those who feedback on the last chapter. I hope this one doesn't disappoint. People have asked for 'lemon' so I thought I would try a different take on my writing style and give in to the 'LEMON' (a term I am still getting used to, maybe I am showing my age!). This is the first time I have written LEMONS in both the literal and metaphorical sense! So please be patient with me and let me know honestly what you think. Oh and if you are under the age of 18…don't read on. If you do…naughty you!

First Impressions

Chapter 14

Franky knocked on the door and stood glancing up at the stars in the sky as he waited for two simple words from a single voice, "come in."

Without further hesitation he placed a large hand on the handle of the door to the library. He checked the smell of his breath quickly with his spare hand. Pleased with the minty fresh hit he proceeded to turn the handle and push the door open.

The library on the Sunny was much bigger than the one on the Merry but he always noticed that the girls in particular would always choose to sit and read in the corner of the room, curled up on a chair with a tall light standing behind them. He was some what relieved though when he realised that on this night Robin was on her own. Ever since he first met her it never ceased to impress him at how intelligent she was and how at home she seemed when her head was in reams of paper. He hoped she would never lose that curious side to her The thirst for knowledge and all things of the past.

Upon hearing the creaking of floor boards the raven haired woman lifted her head to look in the direction of the large man standing before her. He stopped mid step, clearly concerned that he had disturbed her even though he was trying to be quiet. Robin however did not mind the interruption and lowered her book so it rested on her lap.

"What can I do for you Franky?" she asked with one of her most radiant smiles.

Franky grinned back, "well…" he said with a wink, jokingly implying he had plenty of ideas of what she could do…to him and with him. Robin merely raised an eyebrow, her face almost expressionless if not for the small smile appearing on the corner of her mouth. Franky was very honest and open with his feelings and it took getting used to but she respected him for it.

Suddenly aware of the awkward silence that had befallen them the cyborg scratched his head and tried to change the topic of conversation, "So where is Nami-sis?" he asked, trying to sound interested.

"Well, judging from the direction she was heading earlier I assume she has gone up to the crows nest" Robin stated with a knowing glint in her eye. Franky was a little slow on the uptake though.

"Isn't it Zoro's turn to keep watch?" he asked. Robin nodded and smiled, waiting for the penny to drop. To be fair to him she didn't have to wait long and slowly his mouth formed a large 'o' before changing into a wide cunning smile.

"Those two definitely have passion" he stated, looking out of the window and up at the artificial light outside that almost blended in with the stars above. He was pretty grateful for the fact you couldn't see who was up there from this angle.

"They are like fire and water" Robin spoke up, following his gaze. He looked back at her, a little confused as to what she meant. Seeing his expression she tried to explain, "They have to be careful to not burn out"

Franky couldn't help but nod in response to her words. Trust Robin to always be so pessimistic. Luckily for her she had someone like him, the complete polar opposite who saw things in a positive light. "I think they make a great pair. Nami-sis is so hot headed but Zoro-bro is calm and controlled. She makes him boil and help blow off some steam and he helps simmer her fire and stop it from going out of control."

Robin glanced at him a little stunned that he had felt the need to talk about his friends in such a way, although she had to admit he had a point. Not once did she feel Nami and Zoro would never work, but ever since they first met she noticed their tendency to argue and disagree on many occasions. It was always highly entertaining but at the same time she worried that something could happen to easily break the two and she hoped that 'something' would never come to be.

Studying the cyborg as he approached and took a seat next to her she suddenly became curious about something, "so what about us?" she asked out of the blue.

Franky paused as he sat down and looked at her, "What do you mean?" he asked.

"If Nami and Zoro are fire and water…what are we?" she replied calmly. Franky leant forward, resting his elbows on his thighs and interlocking his hands together. He was lost in thought for a little while as he tried to think of a clever and careful response to give her.

"We are like water and water" he eventually replied. He turned his head sideways to look at her and smiled, "our fate is intertwined and we merge together as one strong and powerful force, ruling the seven seas."

Robin blinked and wished she hadn't asked. As much as she liked and cared for Franky sometimes his sensitive side could enter the 'over the top' category in the romance department. Yet seeing his wide grin revealed that he had thought it a clever remark and caused her to laugh softly and cover her mouth with her hand.

Franky smiled at her reaction. He didn't care if she laughed at him as he was happy to be able to get such a beautiful expression on her face, yet something played on his mind. "Seriously though" he said, frowning and catching her attention once more, "how do you think the others would react to them, you know, being partners?"

Robin placed her book on the table and looked out of the window once more, "I don't know…although I would imagine that most of them would accept it"

"Most?" Franky picked up on this word, knowing full well what she meant by it, "you mean Sanji?" he asked.

She turned to look at him and smiled, reaching out for her drink that sat nearby she paused, taking a sip of it. "There is no doubt in my mind he will pick a fight with Zoro" she explained. Franky knew she was right. When they first met it was all the two could do, even with the smallest of things, but who knew what would happen this time around.

"I am also not sure how Luffy would react" Robin commented, studying her drink.

"You think he…?" Franky asked, she nodded as if understanding his question. "That could be a problem" he acknowledged.

"We will just have to be prepared for the worst case scenario" she highlighted, "and try to help them keep it a secret for as long as possible"

Franky studied her and watched as moonlight glistened through the window and bounced off her pale features and dark eyes. She was stunning in a vampire or gothic romance kind of way. All this talk about the others got him thinking about the possibility of the very woman in front of him being his. He suddenly found himself unable to hold back anymore. He leant forward, taking the glass out of her hand and placed it back onto the table. His heart was racing and he was pleased that she had not resisted him or questioned him and instead fell silent, watching him carefully. Taking her small hands into his own he swallowed down a dry lump in his throat and gave a little cough before saying, "Growing up I was shown your photo as a child, running away from enemies and labelled as a war criminal."

He paused to gauge her response, but she remained silent and neutral with her expression. It made it harder in some way and he ended up blabbering for longer than he needed to, "I never saw you as dangerous or in the way they always claimed and I knew when I first met you that I was right to trust my gut. You were no weapon but a goddess". This comment gained a faint tinge to her cheeks and a slightly raised eyebrow, clearly she wasn't expecting that. Yet her lack of complaint encouraged him to continue.

"I knew that you and I were made to work together and can't help but feel we make a good team and well, I was wondering" he paused and swallowed hard once more "…would you be mine?" he finally managed to finish.

Robin sat stunned and in silence for several minutes. She had guessed he was trying to ask her out in his usual long winded way of doing things but she suddenly found herself in a position where she was not able to turn him down. Unlike her experiences with the cook, this confession was somewhat heart felt. She found herself a little unsure of what to do but a little elated at the same time. She liked him, there was no doubt about that, but she had lived many years on her own and until meeting Luffy her heart was closed off to everyone. She had never really thought of being in a relationship with a man, well, there were times she had to do what she needed in order to survive. Things she was not proud of and yet she got the feeling he was the same.

Gaining no response straight away made Franky concerned that she was doubting things and doubt was never a good sign. He let go of her hands and leant back in his seat. The sudden separation and change in his expression caught her attention and made her realise he had read her confusion and took it the wrong way.

Scratching the back of his head and grinning awkwardly he sighed, "You don't have to answer now" he stated, then chose to add, "it's okay if you don't want to. I know my body isn't exactly normal and…" A soft hand placed itself gently on his cheek, immediately silencing him.

Robin did not want him to think that way. Sure his changes to his body were extreme but he was still part human and did what he did to himself in order to keep the ones he loved safe. She had no issue with the way he looked and realised she wanted him to know that, but words failed to leave her at that point. Instead she made a decision, she would show him her thoughts.

Franky turned his gaze to look up at a sparkling set of eyes with an angelic smile. At that moment Robin knelt up on the seat and kissed him softly on the lips. It was momentary but as she pulled back and observed the bright red expression on his face and the steam that seemed to come out of his ears she couldn't help but laugh.

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Zoro placed the heavy weight down and walked over to the bench, picking up his towel and wiping his face with it. He spotted his drink from the corner of his eye and bent down to pick it up. He placed the tankard against his lips and allowed the cold liquid to cool his mouth and throat, letting out a small gasp and wiping any remnants of fluid away from his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Beautiful night huh?" a soft voice spoke from behind him. He recognised it immediately and watched Nami's reflection in the glass as she gently lowered the latch of the crow's nest and walked up to him. As she approached the bench he snuck a sideways glance at her with his good eye. She was still in her jeans and bikini top, her long hair swaying down by her waist. It took getting used to, seeing her hair like that. He was used to it being short and had thought at the time it was practical and sensible. But now, seeing the bob and sway of her curls made him want to reach out and touch it. He gritted his teeth and tried to focus on something else.

"What's wrong? You seem a little edgy," Nami teased after catching him glancing her way.

Zoro grunted and took another swig of his drink before placing it and the towel back down and walking back to his weights, "Was there something you wanted?" he asked, in no mood for teasing. Their little encounter earlier had made his mind go into auto drive and it took a while for him to calm his body down and focus his mind. There was no room for interruptions now.

"Do I need a reason to see you?" she asked in a cooing voice. The very voice that made all women sound like they were up to something and couldn't be trusted. He was curious to know what she had in mind and secretly smiled to himself. So far he had been making most of the moves first. If she wanted something she would have to come and get it. Choosing to ignore her he turned his back to her and picked up the large metal pole with a super human number of weights on both ends. It was a little difficult to not allow him self to be distracted by her presence but in his mind, if his mind was not trained and disciplined enough then he was still too weak. When Zoro was in the frame of mind to do training, then training was what he would do.

Nami studied the man before her with a sly grin. He was purposely avoiding her for some reason and she didn't like it. It could be that he just wanted to do his training and the mood he gave off previously that day had subsided. But Nami was Nami, she didn't like to let things go and she also liked to have things her own way.

She walked up to him as he lifted the weight above his head, his back muscles tensing, forcing his shoulder blades to poke out and the veins in his neck and arms to bulge slightly. Drawn to him she reached out and touched in between those muscles, at the centre of his back. Zoro did not stop what he was doing and continued to lift his weights, even when she placed a second hand on his back and began to trace every crevice she could see from the base of his neck all the way down to the rim of his trousers. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that she still had no reaction from him. She crossed her arms and a silence fell upon the room with nothing but his heavy breathing filling it as metal clanked up and down.

Gradually a small smile appeared on her face. Taking in a deep breath to clear her mind and slow down the beating of her nervous heart she slowly took a step closer. As she reached his side she could see his expression was fixed on a focus point in front of him and sweat poured from his brow. She watched him closely and began to count in her mind the rhythm of his movements. The moment he lifted his weight into the air again she had managed to duck underneath his arm and stand in front of him. Zoro however continued to lift his weights with her in between his arms, forcing her to lean into him and duck her head into his chest and out of the way of the metal bar rising above her.

Zoro found himself enjoying the little cat and mouse game they had going and the sudden shy but dominant attempts she was making on him. Yet at the same time he was trying to preserve some self control and clarity over his own thoughts. Their encounter that afternoon had made him realise how much he had wanted her and how much she was willing to give into him. That factor in itself had scared him a little and he found himself wondering if he could give her what she wanted. Although at the same time having her so close was enjoyable. He took in the scent of her hair as he breathed deeply with every lift of his weights. It almost made him drop them there and then.

Now Nami had gotten herself in a trapped position she suddenly froze a little, taking in the feeling of her hands against his taught chest and the beating of his heart. She was a little unsure as to what to do next. Well she knew what she wanted to do, but she was concerned at the lack of response she was getting. Was he trying to play hard to get? Had he changed his mind? Why wasn't he touching her like he did before? All sorts of thoughts raced through her mind but she was too scared to ask him the questions out loud and realised she had already come too far to stop now. Deciding she needed to see his face to know for sure what he was thinking, she decided to pull away and look up at him. He was still focussed on the wall in front of him. It made her wonder if he was trying hard to not be taken in so easily and making her work for it. Testing her theory she stood on tip toes and gently kissed his neck. His movements paused for a fraction of a second. She smiled in relief, although her body was already shaking and she felt butterflies in her stomach. She waited for a reaction.

When his movements started again she couldn't help but feel a little irritated. Letting her anger help overcome nerves she raised her arms over the top of his biceps and rested her elbows on his inner arm, trying to stop his movements mid way. Zoro paused and finally glanced down at her. As their eyes met Nami felt her heart jump in her throat and she suddenly became lost for words. An overwhelming feeling of need consumed her.

"Nami…" he started but she raised a hand to his jaw to stop him from speaking. The moment she touched his mouth she felt him sigh, an indication he was giving in to her. He lowered his weight to the ground, still clinging to it as he didn't trust his own hands.

His reaction helped Nami to gain a little confidence in what she was doing. She traced his mouth and jaw with the tip of her fingers and his head tilted to one side a little. It felt as if an electric shock had gone through him. The feeling was sensual and a little tickelish, making his tongue feel tingly. He lowered his head and closed his eye in response to her touch. His forehead met hers and they could feel each other breathe slowly in anticipation.

Nami swallowed, her throat felt tight and her mouth dry but she suddenly had the confidence to talk again, "Zoro…" she spoke his name softly and gently as she cupped his cheeks in her hands. He responded with a 'mmm' and let go of his weight, placing them on her waist. "If you want me to leave just say so" she said.

Zoro opened his eye and studied her face. She remained still as he moved his head back, lowering her hands onto his chest. Her eyes were a little watery and shone brightly in the warm light. He lifted a hand from her waist and stroked the side of her face. He moved a strand of hair behind her ear, "I don't want you to leave" he managed to say, feeling his own body tremble. "I just don't want to…" he started to explain his thoughts but couldn't quite get the words out.

"Me too" she said, understanding what he was feeling at that moment. Both of them had already admitted they liked each other and had heated moments between them but now they were officially an item, a secret item, the pressure started to mount up and neither wanted to disappoint or hurt the other. If either wanted to back down, now was the time to do so, but they could not bring themselves to move from their spot. Neither of them wanted to leave, neither wanted to be rejected and both desperately wanted this moment to last forever.

Zoro could feel her tremble as she touched him and noticed the serious and longing look on her face as she stared up at him.

"Nami, are you sure about this?" he practically whispered, pressing his forehead back against hers.

She smiled and nodded, "Yes" she replied.

At that moment the most amazing smile appeared on his face and she felt herself feel light headed. With one hand on her waist and the other cupping her cheek he pulled her in closer and placed his lips gently on hers. It was brief but effective and the moment he moved back she moved in and repeated the process. Their kisses were slowly started to build in intensity. He sucked her bottom lip and she bit down on his then licked his top lip to receive the tip of his tongue into the entrance of her mouth. With each kiss their bodies pressed that little bit closer, as if they could merge into one another. His hands slid up her back and he moved his mouth away from hers and followed it down to the delicate crevis of her neck.

Nami gasped and placed a hand to the back of his neck, pressing him into her and encouraging him to continue. He applied pressure to his kisses, gliding up and down her neck before opening his mouth and breathing onto her skin, forcing goose bumps to appear all over her body. He then hit the nape of her neck and gently sucked, enjoying the sudden moan of approval she gave him. She had no idea how intoxicating and addictive she was to him.

He lifted his head to look at her, she was now a rosy red in the cheeks and her flustered appearance made him confident that his instincts were leading him in the right direction. She opened her eyes and caught him watching her. When their eyes met she suddenly felt that she shouldn't close them. He was like a hunter who had caught his prey and wanted to show it off. His expression no longer showed any nervousness and he purposely maintained eye contact to watch her reaction to his touch. It made her embarrassed and also excited at the same time.

No more words were spoken. He continued to watch her facial expression. She wanted to hide in the crevice of his neck but his gaze pinned her. One hand continued to stroke her neck, causing her to twitch slightly as the other stroked down her back and swiftly untied the bikini top she wore. It dropped to the ground with a gentle sway. Her face was now bright red and he couldn't hold back the grin that came forth. She was radiant and defenceless. He had never seen her so stunned, quiet or willing before and it really had an unbelievable impact on him. He yearned to see more.

Taking a swift glance at her protruding nipples on the end of the large mounds of flesh bouncing in front of him he subconsciously began to lower his hands and slowly stroke the orbs at the same time. Nami gasped and his attention was back on her face. Her head was tilting back a little and her eyes were closed, but he wanted them open.

Wrapping his arm around her shoulders he held her tightly and picked her up, lifting her legs up with his other arm. The action took her by surprise and she opened her eyes, grabbing the back of his neck to balance her self and watching him carefully as he placed her down on the bench by the far wall. When she was sitting upright he lowered him self down and knelt on the floor in between her legs. The sudden vulnerable position she was in surprised and excited her at the same time. Becoming a little eager she moved her hands from his neck and traced her fingers down the crevices of his chest, grabbing the edge of his trousers and pulling him in closer. He grinned and they shared a passionate kiss. Her hands moved back to his cheeks and neck as he pushed into her kiss with his own, exerting his power over her.

As he pulled away he looked at her and saw her eyes were closed again. He tugged gently on her hair and lifted her head up, whispering in her ear in an almost growl he commanded, "look at me" and she did, a small smile appearing on her lips.

Large rough hands moved down soft smooth skin and met large nipples. Cupping her breasts once more he gently squeezed them and felt her body rise a little. The bite of her lip showed she liked it so he did it some more. She gasped again and tried to maintain some silence. They didn't want to be caught after all, although admittedly the silence made the experience a little more exciting.

Nami felt his hands move and fingers clasp down on her nipples. She couldn't help the involuntary movement of her body in response to his touch. As he tweaked and rotated the soft nubs she felt pleasure shoot through her body. His kisses and intense stare were enough to set her on fire but his touch, his touch was incredible. No man had ever been so intimate with her. No man was ever able to claim her. This was her first and she would give him whatever he wanted. From the beginning he had been someone she trusted with her life but now she trusted him with much more - he had her heart.

Nami's thoughts were distracted as a wet warmth surrounded a nipple and suddenly sucked hard. This time her gasp caused her body to jolt and she shot her eyes open and looked down at him. He glanced up at her and she could tell he was smiling. He had caught her with her eyes closed again and had already told her she was to watch him. Watching was hard and so, so intimate but indescribable too. Part of her wanted to wipe the smirk from his face but as he sucked and licked her nipple, flicking it a little with his tongue, she shivered and found her hands automatically grabbing his hair and pushing him into her. He eventually pulled away despite her protests and moved onto her next nipple. It seemed impossible that one would be more sensitive than the other but it was and this time it felt even better.

Zoro pulled back and studied her dishevelled look for a moment, taking her in. She felt hot to touch and incredibly sensitive. She was beautiful and the pain in his groin made him aware of how much he wanted her, but he was disciplined and he wanted to take his time and explore her. He raised his head so it was level with her own again and lifted her chin with his hand, she blushed and he grinned before kissing her once more. As they kissed he wrapped his arms around her again and lowered her to the ground, using the pile of his clothes as a cushion for her head.

He towered over her and continued to kiss her, allowing her hands to pull his neck down and take back a little control. It felt unexpectedly good to be wanted. As one hand stayed on her waist with his knees rested to one side of her he gently reached down with his free hand and undid the fastenings on her jeans. He paused and pulled away from her for a second to judge her reaction, if she wanted him to stop now was the time to say so. No words were exchanged but she nodded her approval and raised her hips off the floor just enough for him to pull the remainder of her clothing off.

He gave her the once over scan before leaning on an arm and lying down beside her. Pulling her waist so she lay facing him he continued his silent watch for her reactions and began to trace the curves of her body with his finger tips. Nami was torn between laughing and jumping on him due to the intensity of his touch. It was ticklish and desirable at the same time. She pressed her hands against his chest and pushed her chest into his. The feeling of his hot skin on her was amazingly reassuring.

Zoro's hand slowly began to trace the inner part of her thigh and her body instinctively jerked and forced her legs apart slightly. She squirmed and moaned and he knew it was her way of saying 'touch me'. With her unspoken consent he slid his hand in between her legs and stroked the small mound of hair before meeting the lips and prying them open. As soon as his fingers touched the hard nub of wet soft flesh Nami's body jerked a few times and her breathing became heavy. He was in awe of how desperate she was becoming for him.

Using the new moisture to help movement he pinched her nub between two fingers and made small circles over and over again. Nami's eyes widened as she looked at him and he could feel her hands clutching him. Subconsciously her hips started to move a little on their own and her breathing became rapid. She bit her bottom lip to stifle a cry of pleasure and kissed him forcibly before opening his mouth and moaning into his lips. She grasped his hair in desperation and began bucking into him, hard. When her movements stopped and her grip on him loosened he knew he had achieved what he wanted and waited for her to catch her breath again.

Nami panted hard. The feeling she just had was addictive and as she felt her pulse beating against his still finger tips and she realised she wanted more. Shyness now dissipating Nami allowed her greedy side to shine through and placed her hands on Zoro's chest, pushing him down so he was lying on the floor on his back. Despite the movement he did not remove his hand and her body jerked with a desperate need for more. The grin on his face was huge. Growing resolve she pushed his arm away and pinned them to his sides before letting go and tackling the buckle of his trousers, removing his clothing in a similar fashion to how he did with her.

The sight before her caused her to stop in her tracks and he watched her, a little self conscious but pleased at the same time. Zoro was not small but not too large either. He was like the average man and definitely had girth. Although it was not the first time Nami has seen something like this, (she had walked in on the odd guy in the past), it was the first time she had ever touched a man intimately before. She knew what to do, her education was not so poor as to be completely useless, but it was still daunting.

Hands lifted her face to look back up at a piercing gaze and an expression of reassurance. In his own way he was telling her they did not have to go through with this. Yet Nami was stubborn and once she had committed to something she felt a need to see it through. Although she had to admit to herself, this scenario was different. It was not a need, but a desire.

She wrapped a small hand around his girth and felt it pulse at her touch. The muscle was warm to touch and hard, very hard. The realisation that it was she alone that gave him this reaction excited her.

Zoro sat up and lifted Nami into his lap, kissing her softly on the forehead and again on her mouth. He cupped her face and made sure she was okay before placing his hands on her hips and positioning her. He then stopped moving and instead let her set her own pace. As Nami lowered herself down she felt the tip of his throbbing muscle and forced herself to sit down a little lower. The shock to her system was controllable but she still gasped in response and had to pause in her movements to allow her body time to adjust.. Zoro moved his hands to her back and stroked her softly, leaning in to kiss her neck and help distract her attention. Pleasure versus Pain seemed to be a pretty good strategy for distraction.

Nami slowly rocked in a circular motion and felt him easing into her a little deeper. This time she was mentally prepared for the pain and it was not as uncomfortable. Little by little she moved and allowed her self pauses so as to adjust to his position. Zoro in return touched and kissed her to keep her body on fire. A little at a time she began to rock and make circular motions with her hips. Zoro was forced to stop what he was doing and embrace her, burying his head into her neck. It felt so god damn good. She was tight and wet and warm and he didn't want to let her go. This feeling of possession, a need to have her to himself, it was overwhelming.

Nails dug into Zoro's back and he lifted his head to notice a painful expression on Nami's face as she winced with every movement she tried to make. He gritted his teeth a little as sweat poured into the fresh cuts but managed to ignore it. Instead he decided to help her feel more comfortable and began kissing her neck again. He stroked her body with his finger tips and gently lowered hand to apply the smallest amount of pressure on her throbbing nub, sliding his fingers at a rapid pace to stimulate her before slowing down into a good rhythum. His strategy worked and Nami slowly began to ignore the pain and focus on nothing but the pleasure. Her rocking motion became faster and forced a moan from him. The sound was rewarding for her as she realised he was enjoying her as much as she was him.

Nami could feel his muscles tense up beneath her as he squeezed his buttocks together and moved his hands back to her hips, guiding her into a rhythm. "I…I can't…hold it" she breathed as a wave hit her. Zoro grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into him, kissing her forcefully in silence and silencing her screams once more with his mouth. Her sudden jerking movement caused him to finally have a release of his own and he held her still as he pushed himself deeply into her. Nami winced at the sudden motion but it was over quickly and they both sat there, embraced in each others arms and panting heavily.

"Are you okay?" He eventually asked once they were more composed. She nodded and he helped to lift her off him. The feeling of him exciting her made her shiver and she suddenly missed him. Lying on the floor in a heap she curled up against him and he wrapped his arms around her. Neither of them spoke for a while, wrapped up in their own thoughts. It definitely did not feel awkward or uncomfortable and the reassuring touch they both provided to each other now. Was enough to tell them that they were okay.

"Zoro…?" her voice was soft and seemed fragile.

"Yeah" he replied, looking up at the ceiling and focusing on the feeling of her hand on his heart as his chest rose and fell.

"What now?" she asked.

He raised an eyebrow and turned onto his side, resting on an arm and looking down at her. "Well, I don't know about you but I for one want more of that…not to mention next time I want to see that underwear"

She blushed and he grinned, receiving a small punch in his chest for being so forward.

"I can't believe this just happened" she whispered, seriously.

"Neither can I" he replied.

The sound of a door slamming below on deck and footsteps moving around, followed by a flash of light made them aware that there were people still awake downstairs.

"I need to go" she stated. He nodded in response, a little upset that they had to part ways. He stood up first and reached a hand down. She smiled and placed her hand into his, allowing him to lift her up and embrace her for the final time that evening. They shared another kiss and got changed before wishing each other a good night.

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Nami knew that it was hopeless yet tried her best to convince Luffy that the island behind the sea of flames was not their destination and they had gone off track, yet as usual nothing she had to say was going to convince him otherwise. Yet when Robin, Usopp, Luffy and Zoro picked the long straws and became the exploration team she couldn't help but be relieved for a multitude of reasons. Her fear of danger, the ache in her body from the night before and the fact that every time she looked at Zoro or caught him looking at her she couldn't control the feelings burning within her and needed space to cool down. Luckily for her the fire wall provided enough of an excuse for her body to have such a sweat feast.

Sipping the cold drink Sanji made for her she watched the island in the distance and the now dissipating cloud she had formed…"something isn't right with that island" she thought, realising that part of it was similar to a winter island. She wasn't sure what it meant but she knew one thing, this island was bad news. The last thing she thought of before passing out was how the others were faring.

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A/N: I have to say that intimate lemon scenes are not my style! That was hard to write. I tried to make it intense and more of a love scene than a lust scene, but I don't know if that intention came through…oh well, always worth experimenting. Next I will explore their adventures from the manga but from our favourite fours perspective…with a little bit more of my own.

Please keep the feedback coming.

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