October 12 8:30 pm

"Just let me-" Nami gritted.

"No!" Sanji yelped as he tried his best to pull away from Nami.

"Just hold still Sanji!" Nami hissed as she launched herself onto Sanji's waist to keep him from running.

"No means no!"

"Its not going to hurt you at all!"

"Of course its not but I said no!" he wailed and tried his best to wiggle from her viper like hug.

"You shouldn't be objecting!" she argued and squeezed her arms around his waist tighter, falling onto the bed in the process.

"I didn't think you were serious!" he retorted.

"Since when am I never serious?" she growled.

"Nami, seriously, let go!"

"Just shut up and take it like a man!"

Nami shimmied her way up to straddle Sanji and tried her best to pin him down as best as she could but was failing miserably. Sanji was strong and purposely held back when struggling against her and she knew it, but she fought on, ignoring his pleas and refusals. They had been going at this for the past fifteen minutes and Nami was getting irritated at how things weren't going the way she had planned. Where was the sick Sanji she knew and loved? Where was her easy target in a moment like this?

"This is rape! Rape I tell you!" he wailed desperately.

"You shouldn't be complaining! You're a man! Suck it up!"

"I told you no!" he wailed again.

Nami cringed somewhat inside as she thought about the situation she was in. If this was any other couple, it would have looked hilarious, but this was her and Sanji for crying out loud. It was tiresome, nerve wracking, and too difficult for Nami.

"Stop being a baby! There are other ways of getting things done without actual intercourse!" Nami grumbled with a face as red as chili peppers. Nami hadn't gotten over her shyness completely and it was definitely showing, but her frustration and pride as a woman were also at stake if she couldn't get what she wanted.

"Nami you can't even stop yourself from blushing! That's a sign to stop!" he yelped and tried to get out of her pining position carefully, but she was really trying to force him down.

"But you're not being fair! You're the one who said and I quote, "I won't disregard your questions or curiosity. If you have itches that need scratching, um, well I don't mind helping you out since you're special to me"."

Sanji stopped struggling and frowned to himself inwardly as he looked to Nami with surprise. Hearing her repeat his words from when they had first discussed the issue of sex was not something he expected to come back to haunt him. He had dug his own grave and was deeply regretting it now that Nami was frustrated and asking for one of the things he enjoyed with her. Having only done the deed once, Sanji had been careful as not to engage in anything further until she felt like she wanted to explore more with him. Unfortunately, with his last minute 'trip', the fight, the news of Robin's pregnancy, the other fight, and then having Sanji's father move in and then move out, it never gave him or Nami any opportunity to explore further; though after hearing the news about Robin, he had completely thrown the idea of sex out of the window.

Any other man would have loved it if their girlfriend threw herself at him and would have definitely taken her right there and then regardless of the location but Sanji was different. As silly as this situation was getting, somehow it made him feel less of a man but at the same time, the best man ever. He wasn't rejecting sex because of a shallow reason but a sound and caring one.

Trapped by his thoughts, he had failed to notice just how fast Nami had untied the strings to his boxers and slid his tank up towards his chest, but was certainly brought back to the world when he felt her delicate hands trace over his abdominal region and slid towards the top hem of his boxers. Quickly grabbing her hands to stop her, Sanji sat up and stared into Nami's eyes with both of their lips just inches apart from making contact with one another.

"Nami, please stop." he asked tiredly and nicely.

"Request denied." she deadpanned, staring into his face with an uninterested expression.

"Nami, if you're that frustrated then I'll just take care of you and-"

"No! It wouldn't be as beneficial…" she grumbled and glared deeply into his eyes.

"Beneficial?"

"Well it wouldn't be fair for you…. Besides…" she pouted with a slight red streak across her face. "I want…to learn…" she mumbled as quietly as she could.

"Nami listen, I-" Sanji began, placing a hand on her cheek very tenderly.

"No Sanji, you listen. We're not going to get anywhere with you constantly refusing me. Everyone, everywhere, everyday, takes the risk of having babies with and without protection. They're not letting that fear run them over and they could care less or more. Ready or not they still plunge themselves into it, knowing full well of their fears, insecurities, and everything else involved. Even if they believe it could never happen to them, the fact that the thought crossed their mind, even for a second, meant they knew the risks."

Sanji had moved his hand from her cheek down to her hand slowly, placing it on top of hers as he patiently sat there and listened to her reason. From the way she spoke in a serious, calm, and gentle tone, Sanji was pretty convinced by now to drop the abstinence plan he had put into action.

"You have good reasons to be worried but you're not being fair to me or yourself. You have amazing will power, I'll give you that, and I've tried my best but I can't take it. I can't help but feel unattractive when you keep your distance from me. I also feel like you've lost interest in me when I know that's not it. To be safe I already started taking the pill and we'll continue using condoms. If you're still worried then we'll just leave it to oral."

Nami didn't budge from her spot and searched Sanji's eyes for a change in emotion or a sigh but got nothing. He was thinking hard about it without having to change any feature upon his face and something about it bothered Nami. But when she saw those deep eyes that always seemed to make her feel as if he was staring into her soul, Nami knew that she had given a relatively good speech that he couldn't say no to…or maybe he could.

Sanji exhaled. He was being unfair and he knew it. He loved Nami but the risk of becoming a parent too soon scared him. He was busy enough as it was and starting soccer was going to push itself into his hectic schedule. Balancing a job, a girlfriend, and school was one thing but adding soccer and a baby were another. He was certain that he would love his child unconditionally but he knew that he was selfish enough to want to do other things than be a parent at the young age he was in.

With a calming release of his breath, he carefully observed Nami's never ending gaze that seemed to pierce him like a knife and it made him slowly bleed out and collapse into frustrated, "ok".

Relief washed over her delicate features and an excited smile formed on her lips, and Nami threw herself onto Sanji, hugging him as tight as ever.

"Ok then without further adieu, lose the pants." she ordered with a mischievous smile on her face.

"W-Wait, now?"

"Of course. We're in the bed room and we're on the bed. Why waste the opportunity?" she beamed mischievously.

Nami was about to confidently and hurriedly pull his boxers down when Sanji placed his hands on her shoulders, and remarkably changed the position around, pinning her to the bed with a soft, thump.

"You're a hundred years too early to try and ravish me."

Nami couldn't stop the goose bumps that had begun to form against her skin as she heard his smooth, mischievous, voice and felt the warm gentle breeze of his breath against her ear. Memories of the first night they made love flashed through her thoughts, over and over, at a speed that was almost dizzying.

Expertly, Sanji had taken her mouth with his in a heated kiss, and gently traced his fingers against her arms. It was hot, a sexy type of hot, and his fingers left her wanting more. She wanted him to touch her everywhere and he was taking his time teasing her smooth skin. As the heat and the kiss increased with the passionate swirls of tongue, Nami found her breath hitch as Sanji's fingers slowly and lightly glided under her tank top, over her navel, and up to her breasts. His finger tips were cool against her very hot skin as they gently fondled her and occasionally flicked against her pert nipples, earning Sanji a soft moan in anticipation.

Breaking the heated kiss, Sanji kissed against her jaw line and moved lower to softly nip and suck against her collarbone, pulling her tank top over her breasts at the same time. With a light purr, Nami gingerly used her fingers to trace over Sanji's arm and with the fingers of her other hand, she played with Sanji's hair and occasionally ticked the back of his neck. In sudden, yet smooth motions, he lapped his tongue against her sensitive nipple and pulled the rest of her tank top off; not surprised by her choice of going bra-less. Nami had purposely been parading around at night without a bra under her clothes and slept in her underwear instead of using the shorts he had been so familiar with.

Nami couldn't stand the way Sanji was touching her. He was purposely teasing her and in a huff she pulled his head into her breast to feel the sensation of his mouth engulfing her nipple. Fondling the other with a free hand he licked around her breast then circled the pink bud around and around with his tongue. He knew she wanted him to suck against her but he wasn't going to. A slight punishment was in order since she practically forced herself on him, literally trying to rape him.

He continued to lick around and flick at her breasts and could see the look of frustration on her face as well as an unsatisfied expression as her eyes gazed down to him half lidded.

"Sanji." she exhaled. "…This is torture…"

"Is it really?" he said, holding a smirk down.

"I know you're doing this on purpose." she gasped as he lightly pinched her nipples with his fingers and trailed hot kisses down her stomach, only to stop right about her panty line.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Why don't you tell me what it is you want? I can't read your mind and I thought I was doing good job."

Sanji looked up to Nami with lustful eyes and a mischievous smile knowing full well he was doing this on purpose; even enjoying it.

"I want you to touch me." she said with heated cheeks.

"I am touching you." he mused and slid his hands down her thighs and kissed her knees.

"You know what I mean."

"No I don't."

"You're being mean."

"So were you earlier." he said with a smile and slowly removed her panty and kissed along her pelvis and down her inner thighs.

It only took one session to know that as painstakingly slow he was going, and how irritated she was getting, he knew it revved her sex drive even higher. He knew the longer he did it, the better her release would be in the end. Sure this was his way of getting back at her, but it was also his way of making sure she was satisfied.

Almost instantaneously, he kissed against every inch of the delicate folds of her womanhood earning him more purring and the slight moving of her hips. Rubbing his thumbs in soothing, circular motions against her thighs as he held them open, he began his slow, torturous licks against her folds causing her to squirm and shift under his mercy.

Her breath hitched even more and her heart had begun to hammer as Sanji's tongue grazed her sensitive bud in slow motions.

"Sanji." she cried in a hush moan.

Sanji stopped, and purposely began to circle his tongue around her intimate folds, using two fingers to widen his access and explore around her slowly and savor the taste with each suck and lick he made. She groaned, desperate to the powerful effect and need she had for him. Her hips bucked in desperation, wanting more, which only made him stop. She couldn't take it. She was about to protest until she felt his fingers slide against her in strokes as his mouth began to wander her body again. She swore that each kiss he placed set wild fires to her nerves and could feel the smile that plagued his lips. The sharp, stubble of his chin that had been forming recently almost made it unbearable across her skin, but at the same time the kiss and hard sucks made it a mix of pain and pleasure.

Nami's breaths began to shorten the longer and faster he began sliding his fingers over her sweet spot and she was close to release. She was about to teeter over the edge but then Sanji stopped, and Nami huffed in annoyance.

"Sanji!"

"Yes love?" he asked, trying to hide his amusement.

She felt him enter a set of fingers inside her, making her gasp and increased the speed slowly, as he dragged his chin stubble against her skin while trailing a long slow lick down to her sensitive bud. She bucked her hips into him, feeling the sensation of teetering over all over again. She was reaching it and this time Sanji was going to let her have it. And that he did. He picked up the pace of his fingers and sucked almost religiously against her until she felt herself squirm and shiver under his ministrations.

"A-ah." she moaned, rocking through her immense release and breathing exceptionally heavy.

Sanji lifted himself up towards Nami and pulled her up to gently nipped against her neck which mad her quiver under his touch even more. Sanji couldn't hold down the chuckle that rumbled under his chest and sent little feverish kisses along her jaw line and down the other side of her neck, letting her ride out the last of her orgasm.

"Sanji." she panted.

"Hmmm?"

"Don't tease me like that again."

"Why not? You seemed to like the end results."

Nami placed her hands on his shoulders and looked to him with a pout before looking down to his boxers - her eyes hungry and nervous for what she was about to do. She kissed along his neck and gingerly traced her nails down his abs, tickling him along the way and placed her hands at his hips to toy with the hem of his boxers.

"Let me help you with that." she said shyly

She gently pulled at the hem of his boxers and slid them down past his thighs, dying of anticipation to get a good look at him without anything on. Sanji didn't say anything as he helped Nami, help him remove his last bit of clothing and felt almost a little awkward under her stare. It wasn't to his face, but rather it was to the lower member of himself.

Nami stared at it as if she were trying to figure out what it was when she saw it rise a little extra. It was flat out obvious Sanji was hard, but she was just fascinated by the way it looked, on him at least, and was fascinated that Sanji was reacting to her from just looking at it. She lightly brought her hand to it, and touched it hesitantly, hearing Sanji's breath hitch. She looked up to him unsure at first, and then back down as she used the pad of her index finger to circle around tip, and slowly slide down to touch the rest of him.

Sanji still didn't say anything, as he let her touch and see everything she wanted to, though it was a little frustrating for him. The gentle touch of her curious hands made him shiver and want to rock his hips into her but he couldn't. He was letting her learn and decide for herself what she wanted to do with it before they finished things.

Feeling her soft, warm lips press against the tip of his manhood sent chills down his spine and caused a warm sensation for flare up inside him. Her kisses were gentle, soft, and very hesitant, but soon became almost feverish as she kissed lower to the base, bending over on her knees. Sanji tensed in anticipation of what exactly she was planning on doing with those curious lips of hers and watched her as she trailed kisses back towards his tip and held him in place with a hand. Slowly, she began to lick around him in seductive circles and stopped for a moment to look up for a positive response.

Sanji sighed in pleasure and Nami took it as the positive response she had been searching for, and continued to do the same thing.

A hitch in his breath was the only thing he could manage in pleasure and surprise as he felt Nami take him into her hot mouth slowly, with her teeth lightly grazing against him. The sensation was incredible and she hadn't been doing anything; her mouth was just that small inside. She sucked softly at first, before increasingly becoming harder. Kneading him with her other hand, she took him in as far as she could before stroking him with her mouth. He felt the vibration of a few light moans from her along his length and groaned.

The feeling was incredible and Sanji clutched his eyes tight, trying his best to focus on every feeling she left on him. The shy moans she was making were already about to push him over the edge and Sanji found himself tentatively jerking into her sucks, failing to fight back another groan. The bobbing of her mouth picked up in pace, sucking him harder with each pass.

"N-Nami" he moaned. Her mouth felt so amazing. He couldn't remember the last time he felt a blow job feel this good.

Nami tried to stop herself from grinning at his moans and tried to focus on pleasuring him for the two times he did for her and was beyond happy that she could have this kind of effect on him. She didn't think Robin's tips applied to every man but damn was Nami wrong. Nami began to experiment with different angles before she found one that was most comfortable as she continued to pump her lips around him, sucking and pressing her tongue around him at the same time.

"A-ah, N-Nami, I can't-" he gasped as he felt her increase her strokes. Sanji quickly placed his hands on her shoulders and pulled her off but it was a little late. His release shook him and made his member twitch as he splashed his warm seed onto her face and tried to steady his breathing.

"Ah, sorry Nami. Look at your face." Sanji felt a little guilty, making a mess onto her face, but he couldn't help himself from getting hard again at how sexy she looked with it.

Sanji leaned over to the nightstand and reached for the box of tissues, bringing it back for her to use and stared at her for a second, stunned.

Nami had swiped her fingers against the slime-like material against her cheek, and rubbed it between her fingers, stopping to separated her fingers as if she were testing the consistency of them.

"So this is what it looks like up close." she said, sounding almost amused.

Sanji, for some reason unknown, flushed slightly in embarrassment as he pulled out a few tissues. Just as he was about to grab for her hand, Nami curiously brought it to her nose and gave it a little sniff before finally sticking her tongue out and taking a shallow lick against the content of her fingers.

"Nami," he said calmly and coolly, still feeling slightly embarrassed, "Please don't play with it like that."

"I'm learning here. So shush. Besides, its not as bad as I thought it'd be, the flavor to be specific. I read somewhere that it tastes like a bitter, salt tablet but its subject to change when there is a change in diet."

Sanji exhaled and gently began to wipe away at the juices that clung to her face as if he were cleaning smeared food from her cheeks, letting her literally talk about jizz and his jizz in detail.

"Since it doesn't taste bad, it means you have a pretty good diet and lifestyle. Good for you." she laughed and kissed Sanji's lips as he finished cleaning her off.

As cool, calm, and collected as she sounded, there was only so much Nami could take at this point and she could tell Sanji was just as eager as she was judging by the second rise of his lower self.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, Nami leaned into him with heated kisses and the two slowly leaned back into the bed, ending with Sanji supporting his weight above her.

"Sanji… condoms" she said between kisses, and looked to him as he stopped.

A flicker of uncertainty crossed his face before he reached over to the night stand's drawer and pulled out a familiar silver square. Nami's heart almost skipped a beat as she watching him tear the wrapper and rolled it onto himself carefully. The anticipation was driving her crazy and she held in a breath while he made his way back to her, and pressed his groin against her.

"Sanji… take me." she said softly, and leaned up to kiss his lips.

Nami let out a little moan as his tip entered her, and her hips rose eagerly to his until he filled her up completely. A familiar burn hit her at first until he slid out slowly. Then he entered again and again, making the small pain turn into pure pleasure.

"F-Faster" she muttered.

He did as Nami asked, and picked up the pace, increasing the friction between himself and her. She still felt incredible as ever against him and couldn't help himself from increasing his pace again, feeling her hands slide to his back to hold onto him. The sweat, the heat, and the rhythm they had made it all the more passionate and both gladly drowned themselves into the intoxicating moans they each let out.

"Harder." Nami panted.

Sanji pursed his lips and pulled out almost completely, making her upset before he slammed himself into her in a deep, fast thrust.

"Ahh! Yes," she breathed, arching her back into the sheets. Sanji slammed into her again with the same force making her moan again. "Faster."

Sanji obliged, thrusting as deep and as hard as he could and developed a good rhythm to pound into her effortlessly inside her wet wall. She clawed her nails along his back, trying not to get too overwhelmed by how fast he plunged within her.

"Nami." he moaned as he continued his pace. She cried out his name as an orgasm hit her and shook throughout her whole body, but he didn't stop. With his relentless thrusts, he repositioned her legs to rest on his shoulders and moved harder and faster than before, digging his fingers along her thighs, completely lost in the feeling of her as he mindlessly pumped into her without stopping.

"Ah! Sa-ah-an-ji!" she whimpered from the intense pleasure she felt before crashing into another orgasm. He kissed along her knee before he finally found his own sweet release and nearly collapsed on top of her in exhaustion, but managed to prop himself on his elbows as they both heaved, trying to catch their breaths.

Shaking in pleasure as he pulled out from her, Nami smiled contently through each heaving breath she tried to slow and curled into him as he laid beside her.

"That… was… amazing..." she said with a shaky breath and swallowed desperately to continue. "I love you."

Slightly stunned that this was the first time she openly said it, Sanji smiled at her beautiful, brown orbs and wrapped his arms around her. "I love you too."


October 13 9:14 am

"Are you really going to take Val's challenge?" Sanji asked curiously as he flipped a few pancakes in his pan, though he was really trying to hide the ominous feeling that welled up within his stomach.

"Of course not. She's stupid. Why should I waste my Christmas Eve, Chopper's birthday, doing some stupid challenge she decided on her own? I don't care that you've known her since you were young but Sanji, she's a spoiled brat and needs a good slap across the face as her wake up call." Nami huffed and sipped at the glass of orange juice between her hands.

Sanji exhaled in relief, and smiled to hear Nami's response. A cook off against a restaurant heiress? As much as Sanji loved Nami, he knew she didn't stand a chance. Val was raised in a life similar to Sanij's, she grew up in the kitchen, she learned from the bottom up, only now she was specializing in chocolates to open up her own shop. Even if Nami seemed to cook a decent meal, Val had years of experience on her side and was able to cook under pressure.

"So, ignoring the challenge, what do you want to do this weekend? I'm off." he asked.

Nami pondered for a moment until her face lit up with excitement.

"Let's go shopping! My job is stable and things are starting to get a little busier this semester so let's go shopping for a phone. I want something like yours, only cheaper."

Sanji laughed a little as he placed the pancakes onto a dish that was almost overflowing with other pancakes, and poured more batter onto the pan.

"I recommend you get a phone with Den Den. Wide variety, custom plans, great deals, a lot of outer cases for your phone too. Besides everyone in the group is using Den Den because its free unlimited calls and texts to your top twelve contacts."

"What the… that's too generous for a phone company. Isn't it usually your top five contacts?"

"Yeah, but have you seen the competition between companies? Den Den has almost no competition now and has a great customer base because of their deals. People are more willing to pay the bills on time and are more than willing to get a second phone, so the company grows and makes more money. They don't only cater to cell phones. That phone over there," Sanji nodded towards the phone by the main entrance, "is a Den Den land line product."

"Hmm, I see. So it'd be pointless to go with another company?"

"Pretty much, but I won't stop you if you want to go with another company."

"Nah, I'll take your word for it. Unlimited calls and texts to your top twelve contacts is a deal that seems too hard to deny. I only have ten people I communicate with anyways so wouldn't that make my bill almost nothing?"

"Depends on the plan." he shrugged, and flipped the last of the pancakes off of the pan and onto the plate that looked as if it here harboring over fifty piece of pancakes.

"So..." Nami sang, letting a sly smile play on her lips as she walked over to Sanji. "What do you want to do when we come back from shopping?"

Sanji smiled and sighed a she lightly ran her fingers past his back and over the area she had scratched at last night. Before Sanji could speak, Nami and Sanji heard his phone ringing from a distance and Sanji jogged away to get it, calling out to Nami along the way. "Nami, can you go and get Robin?"

"Sure." She called back, feeling a little disappointed and took a few more sips of her orange juice before carefully placing it onto the counter. Just as she turned around, she saw a flash of green hair, and a tanned upper body pass by her and made its way towards the refrigerator, grabbing a bottle of water, and grunting in tow. Nami wasn't sure she was looking at one of her good friends or not and rubbed her eyes doubtfully, and then watched as he retreated upstairs and into Robin's room.

Sanji, still on the phone, walked out of the room Nami shared with him, and called out to her again form over the banister. "Can you set the table too?"

"I uh... Yeah, sure." she called again and watched him walk back into the room.

This time, Nami was sure she wasn't seeing things as her green haired friend exited Robin's room, still shirtless, with the same bottle of water, and made his way to the refrigerator again, still grunting to himself.

"Um…" Nami started, and caught the attention of her friend. "What are you doing here Zoro?"

"Robin doesn't feel comfortable at my place anymore, especially when Luffy brings company over." he said and launched off a large yawn.

"Ah. I see. So…um, why are you here?"

"She took my clothes from my dresser and told me to sleep over." he shrugged.

"Oh. Ok then." she chirped and moved into the kitchen to grab at the plates. She didn't need to know any nit picky details from Zoro since Robin was going to tell her about it anyways. "Do me a favor, on your way back, wake her up and tell her to eat."

"If she wasn't awake, then I wouldn't be awake." he grunted and grabbed at a bottle apple juice. "First she tells me to get her water, then she says to forget the water and grab her apple juice."

Nami laughed and slapped his arm sympathetically. "That's pregnancy for you."

"Yeah well it doesn't help that she's hurling-"

"What are you doing here Marimo?" Sanji screeched from the second floor and ran down the stairs that led into the kitchen. "Who let you in?"

"Hah? What's your problem?"

"You're my problem. Why are you shirtless in my house?"

"Calm down Curly, I didn't want to come over either but Robin practically forced me to come along."

"Oh, well if its Robin then-" Sanji sang.

"You change your attitude too quickly." Nami groaned, and continued to finish setting up the table.

"Oi, Marimo, please call Robin for breakfast."

"I don't know if she'll want any of your food."

"What did you say?" Sanji gritted, ready to give him a round house kick. "You got a problem with my food?"

"I only meant to say that she's got some irrational cravings. Besides, morning sickness had finally gotten to her." Zoro growled.

"Gee, I wonder why?" Sanji said sarcastically.

"Oh? Didn't you know? Robin's pregnant." Zoro said with genuine surprise.

"You idiot of course I know that!" Sanji lectured.

"Enough!" Nami growled. "I'll get her. Zoro, stay for breakfast and shut up. Sanji, stop bickering with him."

And with that, Nami left the two men in the kitchen, sauntering her way across the room and up the stairs, eventually disappearing into Robin's room.


2:45pm

"How about this one?" Sanji asked, and held out a model that was similar in size, weight, and style to his phone.

"I like it but its missing the camera on the inside of the phone." Nami pouted.

"Then how about this one?" he asked, holding out a white phone with an intricate, orange design against the back. The lovely swirls, the circles, and specks of gray made the image look similar to that of an orange and Nami instantly fell in love with it. Sure it was a bit more thick than Sanji's phone, and sure it had a manual key pad that you needed to slide down in order to type, but it had the camera she wanted on both the back of the phone, and the inside of the phone against the optional touch screen.

"I love it!" she beamed and gave him a smile.

"Good, now we can-"

"-buuut…"

"Nami. Yes or no. We've been in this store for four hours. Maybe we could leave and come back another time; you know, take some time to think about the phone and-"

"No. I want a phone and I'm determined to leave with one today."

"Then pick one!" Zoro growled. "Why do Robin and I have to be here with you?"

Robin only smiled and placed a gentle hand against Zoro's shoulder, trying to calm him down.

"Because Robin wanted to come and you said you needed to pay your phone bill."

"Yeah, and I did, four hours ago. My question still remains, why do Robin and I have to be here with you? I could be sleeping right now or we could be shopping."

"Because, when I get my phone I'm taking a commemorative photo."

"Maybe you should-" Robin started but was cut off as everyone heard someone shouting.

"Oi! Nami! Zoro! Sanji! Robin!" a young, excited voice called in the distance.

Each and every one of them turned their heads to see Luffy, waving sporadically at them, with large amounts of shopping bags looped onto his arms, and a very tall, beautiful raven haired woman, whose arm was latched onto his. Nami had to do a double take as Luffy and the mystery woman approached. She was ridiculously tall and Nami looked to Sanji in disbelief, only to see him nod with a polite smile as he spoke through his teeth.

"That's his lady friend."

In a matter of seconds, Luffy entered the store with his usual, infectious, goofy grin on his face releasing his arm from the tall woman and crashing himself into the group for a big hug.

"What are you guys doing here?" Luffy gushed in excitement.

"We're waiting for Nami to pick out her phone." Robin cooed.

"You're finally getting one? Nami I'm so happy! I haaaaaaaave to be the first person you add as a contact!"

"Luffy, hold on, you can't just claim the spot someone has already claimed!" Sanji lectured.

"Huh? Why? Its only right I get that spot. Nami is my old friend! I've known her longer than any of you guys." he whined, and bounced in his spot like a temperamental two year old who didn't get his way.

"You're Luffy's best friend?" the tall woman butted in, with a face full of hurt and hand to her heart, clutching it as if she were having a heart attack. She obviously didn't hear Luffy say, 'old friend' and put her own words into Luffy's mouth.

Everyone looked to the woman curiously and knew her hysterics were just about to start, well, everyone except for Nami.

"Oh, Nami, I haven't introduced you to Hanmock!"

"Hancock Luffy dearest." the said woman corrected and held out her hand for Nami to shake. "Boa Hancock."

There was something absolutely wrong with this picture. Hancock had held her hand out for Nami to shake, but it looked more as if she were bidding Nami to kiss it as if she were the queen and Nami were her servant. Her back was arched which pressed her large chest up and out for a clear grope session, her head had became parallel to the floor as she stared up at the ceiling, and her free hand rested upon her hip as if it were the most natural thing to do. What was even weirder was that she kept that pose for as long as she needed, waiting for Nami to take her hand or make some form of a gracious remark.

"Um, its nice to meet you?" Nami said with an unsure tone, and lightly grabbed for Hancock's hand to shake.

Hancock quickly pulled her hand out of Nami's grasp and glared at her with an intensity that seemed to make bystanders in the store cower away in fear.

"You dare grip my hand tightly? Do you know how delicate it is?"

"I'm sorry?" Nami said with doubt plaguing her voice. It was more of a question than it was an apologetic statement due to the state of confusion she was in.

"That's right, you are sorry. All is forgiven." Hancock concluded, and held her hand out again for Nami to take.

"Um…" Nami looked to Sanji and the rest before lightly taking Hancock's hand in hers and very gently, gave it a little, soft shake.

As soon as that was done Hancock seemed to have monopolized the conversation about cell phones and the latest styles and trends and Nami found herself getting even more irritated with the way she spoke. Condescending, arrogant, narcissistic, conceited, haughty, egotistical, big-headed; the word bank went on and on for the list of words that perfectly described just who this woman was. It pissed Nami off completely and now she understood why Sanji said "I don't think you want to meet her either". Nami was ready to bash this bitch in the face but didn't for the sake of Luffy. Luffy picked at his nose a few times and didn't seem to mind her personality in the least.

"-Ah! Now that I think about it, I've met the last of your closest friends! Luffy does this mean what I think it means? Is this the final stage before you propose?"

"Huh? No, I just wanted you to meet my friends." he said dumbfounded.

Hancock placed the back of her hand against her forehead and her other hand against her heart, and spun in a circle.

"Oh Luffy, I can't tell you how honored I am that you just wanted me to meet them but you're so cruel, making me wait. But I'll definitely wait if its for you."

"She's not serious is she?" Nami whispered to the sane people she had gone shopping with. They only shook their heads sadly to say that she was serious.

"Huh? Wait for what? I wasn't going to take forever to talk to my friends. I thought you said you needed help with shopping?" Luffy asked as he wiggled his arms, allowing the numerous amount of shopping bags to rustle and swing slightly.

"Ah, still as cruel as ever. But fear not, I'll wait forever!"

"Ok. Well I guess I'm going to go now. Hancock is treating me to dinner at a place called "Old Mamosas". Its an all you can eat buffet!" Luffy grabbed onto Hancock's arm and tugged on it lightly, causing her to blush furiously and bring a hand to her cheek.

"Just now... you just...called me Hancock!? Does this mean marriage?! Oh! My life is complete!"

"Huh? Whose getting married?" he asked curiously. "And what do you mean complete? You're still young!" Luffy lectured as he dragged her out of the phone store.

Nami could only stare in awe at how dense Luffy really was and confirmed that it had to be a miracle that some haughty heiress seemed as if she would literally die for her young friend. Though Nami was happy for Luffy that there was someone who could love him for just him, why did it have to be someone that pissed Nami off completely?

"The world is full of many people..." she mumbled.

"I agree." Sanji nodded.

"I believe so too." Robin smiled.

"Hm." Zoro grunted in agreement.


November 11 7:15pm

"Zoro you're getting old!" Ussop joked as he laid a light punch against Zoro's arm.

Zoro took a swig of his beer and pushed Ussop off of his seat, letting him fall and pull Brook down with him.

"Hey, that's rude!" Ussop whined.

"Its my birthday, I can do what I want." he shrugged.

"And that includes abusing your friends?!" Ussop and Brook screeched in unison.

Nami and Robin laughed in the distance at a joke Law and Chopper happened to be sharing with them and everyone had immediately called them the geeks for their wide range of topics from science to government. They were conversations no one else, except those four, and maybe Sanji and Franky, could follow.

The night was still young and the impossible happened, there was a lot of food left over. Luffy had been overly stuffed and looked as if he could have gotten sick in a mere matter of seconds but instead, fell asleep, and everyone had broken into a conversation towards Zoro and Robin who sat next to one another.

"So how are you guys going to do this? Are you planning on moving in or something?" Ussop asked.

"No, we're going to keep on with what we've been doing." Robin answered as Zoro stayed silent.

"But wouldn't it make sense to live together? Teamwork and taking turns is the key to success when taking care of a baby." Brook said.

"I agree. Besides it'd be SUPER if both of you were constantly around the child" Franky added.

"I'd like to move in together but I'm respecting her wishes." Zoro grunted.

"But I don't understand." Chopped piped in. "Why don't you want to move in when Zoro does?"

"Chopper maybe you shouldn't ask that." Law said coolly as he placed a hand on his shoulder.

"No, its fine. Chopper, I don't want the reason we move in together to be because of the baby."

"But its obvious you both love each other. I just don't see why you wouldn't do it. Having a baby is just an addition to come after you've moved in together." he chirped again.

"Its, complicated." she said with a smile. "We're still young. I'm not saying it'll happen but there is a possibility that we won't always be a couple."

"Talking like that seems like you want to break up." Zoro said, causing the whole room to grow quiet.

The feeling in the room went from lively and cheerful to apprehensive and edgy just from that one comment.

"I don't, I'm just saying that there is no guarantee that we'll always be together."

"Says who?"

"Zoro." Robin said in a warning tone. "Not here."

"No, Robin, tell me. I've wanted to know for a long time why you hold so many reservations about us moving in together. I am more than willing to take that plunge now, more than ever, but I've been respecting your wishes this whole time."

"Oi, maybe we should just-" Sanji started, but was cut off as Robin raised a hand to him.

"Zoro we're too young to take that plunge. Statistics state that 60 percent of couples who move in together or get married between the ages of 20 and 25 end in a break up or divorce."

"Statistics? You would rather follow statistics than follow how we feel about each other? And what do you mean too young? Robin you've said that over and over too many times to me and I just don't get it. Too young for this, too young for that. If we really were too young then we wouldn't be having a child."

"Correction, I'm having a child." She said in a haughty tone.

"Excuse me?" Zoro asked in disbelief.

"You heard me."

"Robin, breathe. These are just your hormones talking. Maybe we should-" Nami tried to cut in, but Robin wouldn't give her the opportunity to.

"As excited as I am about this child, I'm the one walking around with extra weight and having to eat more than I usually do. I'm the one who has to prepare to pop this kid out. I'm tired, I'm sick of eating and throwing it all up, I just want to punch you in the face every time I see you for no apparent reason, I feel as huge as a small country, everything hurts, its practically a mission to get anything done and I am no where near the damn finish line, and to top it off, this kid won't stop kicking the hell out of me and I still have four more months! So technically, I'm having this child. Do you know how gross and unattractive I feel every time I look in the mirror and see a whale?"

"What the... Robin you're beautiful. Why would you-" Zoro said in disbelief, only to be cut off by her continuous rage filled rant.

"I'm turning into a mother from hell and I just want to be left alone but then I get so damn upset and lonely so I have to bear with being around others. I'm so damn sexually frustrated majority of the time and then I get upset because I see how fat I'm getting and then I think that there is no way you want to touch me."

"Um...should we be hearing this?" Ussop mumbled quietly to everyone that had been listening. No one answered him, they just stared, stunned that Robin was losing her usual, mature, motherly atmosphere and showed a new, upset, on the verge of rampaging Robin.

"Zoro you have no idea on what is going through my head and you have no idea how I feel!"

"Then tell me more about how you feel. Obviously you've never shared this with me so of course I didn't know. So tell me or I won't know." Zoro pressed on, and grabbed for her hand, rubbing little soothing circles onto it with his thumb.

"I'm scared." she said with a shaky voice. "I'm scared to have this baby. I'm scared to move in with you and have you realize it was a mistake. I'm scared you'll stop loving me and possibly the child when you realize that being a parent in college is stressful. I don't want you to feel that I'm a burden because of the future stress you'll accumulate from school and baseball... Then there's finances to worry about and...and... I'm just scared." she gasped and let a few tears trickle down the sides of her cheeks.

"Robin... Why didn't you tell me sooner?" he exhaled, and pulled her into a tight hug.

"I just just said its because I'm scared!" she growled into his shirt though her efforts to sound intimidating came out muffled.

Something about the moment felt very calming and almost romantic in an odd argumentative sense. Sanji wrapped an arm around Nami's waist and she leaned her head against his shoulder, Brook, Franky, and Ussop had huddled together trying to hold in tears of what looked quite moving, Chopper and Law sat in their respectable corner talking about birthing plans and delivery processes for Robin, and Luffy, well, Luffy continued to sleep in his chair.

"Can I just say that for brilliant woman, you're very stupid?"

Everyone looked at Zoro as if he was the most stupid person in the world for saying his next seemingly thoughtless remark and Robin sat back to look at him with surprise.

"Robin, look, relationships don't work the way they do on television or in the movies. Will they, won't they, and then they finally do and they're happy forever, give me a break. Nine out of ten of them didn't work out because they weren't right for each other to begin with. Then half the ones that get married get divorced anyways and I'm telling you right now, through all this stuff, I have not become a cynic. I haven't. Yes, I do happen to believe that love is mainly about pushing chocolate covered candies and you know...in some cultures...a chicken..."

Robin sat there staring at him, taking in what he had to say which only confirmed that the chances of them staying together weren't very high. But she let him speak his peace, being fair to hear him out until the very end.

"You can call me a sucker but I don't care...because I do... um...believe in it... Look, the bottom line is that its couples that are truly right for each other that wait through the same crap as everybody else but the big difference is, they don't let it take them down. One of those two people will stand up and fight for that relationship every time if its right for them and if they're real lucky. One of them will say something. So I'm saying something because I don't feel that its right, I know its right."

Zoro thumbed away a tear from her eye and called over to Sanji.

"Eyebrows, hand it over."

Sanji dug into his pocket and threw something at Zoro, who caught it with his hand expertly and with his free hand, he scratched at the back of his head and huffed with a slight annoyance.

"I swear I had this planned out differently but I can't wait."

"Zoro what are you ta-" Robin started, but Zoro cut her off. Nami had quickly caught onto what was happening and held her breath as she looked to Sanji, who only smiled back to her.

"Robin, before you go on about how we're too young for this or that, can I ask you a question? Do you love me?"

Robin wasn't sure where Zoro was going with the conversation and pursed her lips, giving him a nod.

"Can I ask you another question? Do you want to have a piece of jewelry to make your beautiful hand look even more beautiful? Preferably your left?"

"What?"

"Yes or no Robin." He said, and opened a little black velvet box with a beautiful aqua diamond engagement ring with a white gold band and small adorning diamonds on the sides of the band.

Robin looked down, and looked back up to meet Zoro's slightly nervous gaze, but found herself appreciating the calm, serious, yet gentle expression he held on his face.

"If you're scared then tell me. If you're mad then punch me. Either way I'm going to stand by your side. So yes or no?"

"I don't understand your question. Be more specific." she said, hoping she wasn't getting the wrong idea, especially after Zoro suggested it to only be a piece of jewelry.

"Robin, I'm asking you, will you marry me?"

Robin looked down to the ring, feeling overwhelmed with joy and looked to Zoro again, who stared at her expectantly. She then looked down to the beautiful, soft aqua diamond on the ring and looked to him again.

"If you're scared then I'll ask you again tomorrow, the next day, or the day after that. Maybe everyday until you're not scared."

"No." she quickly said, and let a light blush cross her cheeks. "I mean..."

"You know there's a reason I chose this ring. It matches your eyes but specifically, aqua is believed to have a soothing effect – it can help to release anger and negativity and offers mental peace and clarity by providing emotional and mental balance. Its a universal symbol of youth, fidelity, hope and health and is also associated with speech and communication, confidence, strength, and idealism. When I saw the color and did the research I thought it was perfect because it described you...so...um...yes or no?"

Everyone in the room waited in complete silence, wondering what her answer would be. She had gone from a good mood, to a bad mood, to a confused mood, and now they had no idea what mood she was about to enter next.

"You do realize that you just lost your macho image, right?" she said with a giggle.

"Yes I realize that. So? Yes or no?"

Nami had been practically digging her nails into Sanji's arm in anticipation while Sanji, stood there with a grin and bear it expression on his face. And finally, Nami's anticipation had been put to ease when she heard her best friend say the words she hoped for.

"Yes."


Author Note!

I'm soooo sorry this is a super late update! I hate hiatus statuses but what can you do when you have pricks for professors? I've been dying to write this chapter for sooooooooo long and now that the semester is almost over my fingers are itching more than ever to write. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter because big things are about to happen lol. And yes, I know, if you've watched scrubs, you will see that I took a famous line from Dr. Cox and had Zoro say it because it seemed right haha. I give all credit of that line to the people who wrote Scrubs.

-Rusala