AN: Oh noes, the last one! Or it's the second to last if I decide to do one final includes-the-whole-crew chapter. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, and special thanks to those who stuck through the entire way! You know who you are ;)
In other news, I've uploaded a new story (dum bum bum!)! It's basically a bunch of parodies. If you don't mind crude humor and OOCnes that's on purpose, go check it out.

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Title: Learn to Hug
Characters: Nami and Robin
Rating: K+
Summary: Nami thinks that Robin needs to learn how to hug.
A/N: Sorry if this is too angsty… I was going to add a perverted Sanji at the end, but I thought it would ruin the moment. And since this is the last chapter, I included a second drabble that's more silly and quite possibly OOC.

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Nami wasn't necessarily a light sleeper. Over the weeks and months, sleeping through the storm of the boy's snoring from the room below her taught her to ignore all sorts of sounds ranging from cannon blasts to sea king roars if the situation demanded it. But for some reason, the little exhale of breath that came from the bed beside hers that night brought Nami wide awake.

Maybe it was the sadness that Nami had detected in that barely audible sigh.

Nami listened carefully over the muffled snores from below for any other signs of hidden distress from her roommate, but there was none. She dismissed it and went back to sleep.

Nami woke up seconds later. She turned her head around. The other bed was empty. Frowning and rubbing her bleary eyes, Nami got out of bed and pulled on a pair of boots and went outside. She frowned again when she saw Robin standing at the railing her back turned to Nami.

"Robin? Did the morons' snoring wake you up too?" Nami asked.

"No. I'm sorry if I disturbed you, Navigator-san." Robin answered without turning around.

"What's up, then?" Nami walked up and leaned on the railing beside Robin. The sea was a flat plane of black glass beneath them.

"Just a bad dream." Robin casually answered.

"Oh…" Nami didn't know what to say. She had never thought of Robin as someone who got nightmares. "…Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not particularly." Robin said vaguely. At that moment, the ship slightly vibrated from a particularly booming snore (most likely from Franky).

"Heh. They're as noisy at night as they are during the day." Nami said. She chuckled uneasily and glanced at Robin. She was smiling, but Nami sensed it was in a forced kind of way. Nami crossed her arms. "Robin, look at me."

"Is something the matter?" Robin calmly gazed at Nami with placid blue eyes.

"That's what I asked you!" Nami fidgeted a little then suddenly pulled Robin into a tight hug.

"…!" Robin's words got stuck in her throat. Her arms hung motionlessly at her sides as Nami's breath warmed the crook of her neck.

"You need to learn how to hug back, Robin." Nami murmured as Robin stared down at the top of her orange head blankly.

"So it seems…" Robin thought inwardly.

Slowly, she returned Nami's hug and embraced her.

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-Omake Drabble-

Nami's hands twitched. They were among the midst of an infinite number of pedestrians who reeked with the scent of money (no pun intended). Nami took a deep breath, inhaling the musty odor emanating from the many pockets just begging to be picked from. One jacket passed by her with a wallet clearly sticking out from a pocket, clear for the taking. Nami reached out.

And another hand stopped her. Nami pouted at Robin. Robin smiled and wagged a finger in a friendly scolding manner.

The jacket with the wallet disappeared into the crowds with its owner.

Nami grabbed Robin's hand and stuck out her lower lip like a child asking a parent for some candy. There was no way Nami could clear all of these people of their money by herself.

Robin shook her head.

Nami tugged more insistently.

"Robeeeen!"

Still no approval.

There was a quick muttered argument between them that lasted for no longer than a few seconds, but that was apparently enough to change Robin's mind.

Robin collapsed on the ground without warning.

Nami began shrieking, "ONEE-SAAAAN!!"

People gathered around the sobbing girl clinging to the unconscious woman on the ground, afraid to get closer but at the same time too worried to leave.

They were so busy watching the girl cry and scream for the woman that they failed to notice the arms discreetly sprouting from their legs and sides, picking out wallets with the skill and stealth of an assassin. More arms carefully carried the harvested treasures to an alley and hid them behind a stack of crates, several eyes dotted along the buildings to monitor their process.

Nami must have really put on quite a show because no one seemed to notice the arms or the fact that their pockets were lighter than before.

Robin stood up casually and dusted off her jeans as if nothing had happened. Nami stopped crying abruptly and laughed cheerfully.

"Silly onee-san, taking a nap in the middle of the street!"

The crowd groaned with both relief and disappointment, relieved that it was nothing serious and disappointed that the drama had ended so soon.

Once the crowd dispersed, Robin led Nami to the location where there was a good pile of fat wallets waiting to be gathered up.

Nami squealed with joy and squeezed Robin in a tight hug before diving into the wallets.

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AN: Don't forget to check out my new story!
And since the ending for this last one was unsatisfactory, I'm going to be adding just one final chapter eventually. It'll be soon, at least within a week.
Reviews will be greatly appreciated.