Nami had gotten Luffy's phone number the last time they had talked, when she brought him in to try some of her fresh oranges, recently picked. He had enjoyed them thoroughly, and she had a decent time cleaning up the sticky juices after he had waved good-bye to her. When he was quite a distance into her orchard, she yelled at him to stop, and ran from her door to him. That was when she had asked him for his number. In his drunken state, he had stared at her blankly for a few seconds, before his tired laughter burst through, saying if she wanted to call, he was just next door. Nami had known that, it didn't fail to catch her attention, but she made the excuse, looking back that's what she had decided it was, saying that friends exchange phone numbers. His reaction was priceless, and she mentally took a photo of his surprised face, as 'realization' dawned his features. He slowly had pulled out his phone, handing it to her so she could put in her number, though she had to hold it to his face to unlock. After she had her number in his phone, she texted herself, so she'd have his.
"So, is it just Luffy, then?" she asked, referring to his full name, but he hadn't known that, and was tired and drunk, so he responded with: "yeah, my name is Luffy." She sighed, thanking him and returned to her house.
Now here she was, over a week later, with her phone in her hand, staring at his contact. She still didn't have a picture of him, and when she googled 'Luffy' - she thought that since he was loaded she'd be able to find a photo of him - everything that came up weren't pictures of him. One site even said 'classified information.' She began to wonder who exactly he was, and became intent on getting the information out of him. So that was why she was staring at his contact in her phone. She had noticed his car had been vacant from his home the past few days, and when she knocked on his door he hadn't answered, heck she had gotten Usopp's number as well, when they were at the pool, and when she called him, he didn't even know where Luffy was, if he wasn't at home, he had said.
She didn't think she'd be this concerned about a man she only knew for two weeks, but when she had first got the phone number, he had texted her, asking if she wanted any of his friends' numbers. She had responded with, 'I'll get them when I meet them,' and he had a response with 'ok' in all caps. That was the last she even heard of him, she hadn't even seen him leaving his house, or being chaotic in the backyard. But then again, she hadn't really seen him much anyway, before she had made her way to his house, or Vivi's old one, because she was interested in his car. She knew it would be weird, calling him, because she had never been the one to call a boy. Sanji was the one who always called her, because he would say sappy things like how he wanted to hear her voice, but that only happened when they didn't hang out for a while. Arlong would only call her when he was angry at her, which unfortunately happened a lot, especially after he betrayed her.
Now here she was, about to call her next door neighbor, because she hadn't seen him in a week. It sounded as if she was some sort of stocker, she thought to herself. She barely knew the guy, and he was mysterious as heck. Maybe that's why she was calling him, she surmised. But when really diving into it, that didn't make much sense, she barely knew him, so of course he was mysterious. She sighed, what if he had gone back to visit his family because someone was sick? What if her calling would interrupt the work that he horribly hid that he didn't have? What if he just didn't want to be around her anymore? It hurt her to think that, but she was kind of a jerk to him, when they first met, forcing him to pay for her clothes, and the incident in the car, before the reached the pool only made her think that it would make sense to try to get away from someone who seemed like an obvious pervert.
She decided that it didn't really matter, and was going to close out of the contact, and call her sister, to get her opinion on the matter, when she accidentally hit call. She panicked, and right when she was going to end it, right before it went to voicemail, he picked up.
"Hey, Nami, what's up?" he asked, in the same tone he had answered Zoro's call when they first met.
She stood there, staring at her phone, she decided to slowly bring it to her ear, "Hi, Luffy, I was just wondering why you haven't been at your house, I wanted to-"she thought up a lie as quickly as she could, "give you some more orange cookies, and you weren't home the past few days, and they are going bad, now."
"Really?" his voice seemed so happy, "you're so nice, Nami! I'm not home right now, and" there was a pause, "what" she heard his voice faintly, "no, I can't go back yet" he was talking to someone else, his attention seemed to turn back to the phone, because he said, "I won't be back for a couple more days, sorry."
"Oh," Nami frowned.
"How long do you think the cookies will last?" he asked, and she wished she had just said that she was worried about him.
"Um, probably two more days," she lied, deciding to continue with her awful lie she regretted telling.
"I see," he stopped talking for a moment, "One second." he said, and he must have decided to put himself on mute, cause she couldn't hear anything.
She nodded though, even though he couldn't see her, she didn't even really know why she was calling in the first place, it wasn't like her. So what if she hadn't seen someone, though, if Vivi hadn't called her, in a week, she would have called her as well. Nojiko, Vivi, and Robin still called her almost daily, so she decided that she was doing this because he was a friend. She was worried, as a friend.
She finally heard his voice again, "Did you hear me?"
"No, I didn't."
"I knew it, I did mute myself," she heard him say, more to someone else, though he didn't bring his phone away from his ear, "I can try to come back by tomorrow evening at the earliest, they said. Your cookies are amazing, Nami, sorry I couldn't be there when they were fresh!" his voice got more faint, "what are you giggling about?" his voice got louder again, "Is that okay, Nami?"
She was curious about what the people in the room with him were talking about, and she got a faint idea that they might have thought she was his girlfriend, or something, but she quickly dismissed it with the thought, 'I'm his neighbor, nothing more.'
"Nami?" she heard his voice again.
"Yeah, I'm here."
"Is that okay?"
"Oh," she thought back to what he had said, "yeah, they should still be good by then."
"Awesome!" he replied, and she could practically see his precious smile, "Sorry, I can't talk anymore, I gotta go, bye!" and he hung up.
Nami pulled the phone away from her face with more questions than answers. She now knew he was fine, and was coming home in around two days, but she still wondered where he was, why he couldn't come back sooner, and who was in the room with him. What did the guy even do for a living? She sighed, and noticed she had missed a call from Sanji while she was on the phone with Luffy. She hadn't hung out with him, or gone to the restaurant he worked at, since before her sister left, so it made sense for him to be worried, she figured.
She decided to call him back, on having never missed one of his calls before, he picked up immediately, "Hey, Sanji-kun, I saw that you called, was it anything important?"
"Ah, Nami-swan!" he exclaimed, way too energetic at her call, "I was just wondering if you were alright! Are you?"
"Yeah, I'm great, why?"
"Well, I heard your sister, Nojiko-chwan, moved out, and I wanted to make sure you and Robin-chwan were alright! I hadn't heard from you two in a while, so I was concerned."
"Vivi's called you though?" Nami asked, slightly annoyed at his overly affectionate voice over the phone.
"Aye! Vivi-swan has called me numerous times!" he replied, and she could tell he was swooning.
"Just make sure you still leave room in your life for your girlfriend," Nami replied, knowing he cared for women way too much.
"Pudding-swan is wonderful as always, Nami-swan." Sanji said over the phone, "I actually just picked her up from work!" he said happily.
"You will never have Sanji-" an angry female voice, Nami only recognized as Pudding's, said into the phone, before her voice went soft, and Nami could imagine her blushing, "-san!"
Nami sighed, "Well, nice talking to you, Sanji-kun and Pudding," Nami knew Pudding was overly jealous, and possessive of her boyfriend, "I have to go now, bye!" Nami lied.
She plopped herself backwards onto her bed, not really knowing what she was supposed to do. She had gotten ahead on her maps on the weekend, having a bit of spare time, even though she did have to tend to her orchard. The weather was becoming less scorching, so she had to care for the trees less, as the air was becoming more moist. She stared up at the ceiling for a few minutes, before she heard her doorbell ring.
She stood up, and made her way down the stairs, and through her spacious living room to the front door. "Hi, Robin," Nami greeted as she opened the door.
"Hello, Nami, I had a bit of free time, so I thought I'd drop bye, do you care for the company?" Robin asked, holding a small stack of books.
"Yeah, come right in!" Nami exclaimed, before examining the books, "Are these on navigation?"
"Ah, yes, they are, I knew you are quite skilled when it comes to things such as this, and I thought you'd love to expand your knowledge on it." Robin answered, as she accepted the invitation into the home.
"Thank you, Robin!" Nami smiled, happily taking the books, and dashing off to her library to place them among the shelves.
"Nami?" Robin asked, when the hostess had re-entered the living room, crossing her legs.
"Yes, Robin?" Nami responded, taking a seat across from her on one of her couches.
"Remember a little while back," Robin began, closing her book, and folding her hands atop the cover, "when you came with those two handsome young men to check on me after the incident?"
"Yeah?" Nami asked, not knowing where she was going with it.
"Did the one that left with you seem any familiar to you?"
"No, why?"
Robin nodded, a slight frown on her face, "Must have been imagining things," she smiled again, "Well, the young man that had decided to join me in my apartment and I, actually hit it off."
"What!" Nami exclaimed, nearly leaping from her seat, "You and Roronoa Zoro!"
"Yes," Robin replied, slightly offended, though it wouldn't show in her face, nor voice. "Is there a problem with that?"
"No, I just, I never thought that he would end up with someone." Nami sighed.
"Oh, I see," Robin placed her book aside, and leaned forward, placing her elbow on her leg, and rested her cheek in her palm, "and why is that?"
"Well he always seemed so reserved, and quiet, anytime he was on camera, or even in his matches, I guess I hadn't assumed that he would be into girls. I thought his mind was on his competitions. That's what it sounded like in his interviews."
"I see." Robin smiled, "he is. He is very reserved, and skeptical." she sighed, and straightened her position in her chair, "it took me a little while to crack his hard shell, a few days, in fact."
"Oh." Nami replied, nodding, "I guess that makes sense."
"What about you and that young black haired man, he seems quite caring."
"He is, but no, we're nothing like that." Nami laughed, "I've only known him for two weeks, Robin."
"And?" the older woman raised her eyebrow. Nami knew why, she had just finished telling her how she was hitting it off with a man she had only known for two minutes, if not less.
"I don't work that quickly, Robin." Nami frowned, "He's an idiot, anyway."
"Really?" Robin asked, amused.
"Yeah, he won't even tell me where he works, and he's super bad at lying. Keeps saying he has no job, too." Nami retracted herself into the cushions of the couch, "besides, I think he's asexual."
"What makes you say that?" Robin asked, feeling that there was more to this than Nami would let on.
"Oh, well, you know." Nami sighed.
"I don't."
The orange haired woman sat up, her face red, "It isn't any big deal, really."
"I never said it was."
"It was a complete and utter accident."
"I believe you."
"It wasn't like I intended for it to happen, Robin."
"I know."
"I almost wish he would have reacted like any man would, when that kind of thing happens."
"Mhm."
"It really is his fault though, I mean, he was driving a little too fast."
"Really?" Robin became even more intrigued.
"Yes, he was beginning to look off the road, too, and that's why I grabbed his face in the first place."
Robin raised her eyebrows, slightly, thinking something not quite on the lines that Nami's story was going to end up in.
"His turn was way too fast, why'd he have to miss the right street in the first place."
"I see."
"So that's why it happened, honest." Nami said, and brought her hands to cover her face completely embarrassed.
"I'm not disagreeing, Nami."
"I couldn't catch myself, and my face landed in his lap." Nami mumbled, but still understandable to her guest.
Robin's eyes widened, "Oh."
"Robin!" Nami snapped, getting up from her couch, "At least have a better reaction than that!"
"I'm sorry, Nami, but you just said your face was in his crotch."
Nami covered her face with a pillow and collapsed back onto the couch, "I know, I know," she groaned, but peeked over the pillow, "but he wasn't even a pervert about it, either. He had no reaction, Robin. He just asked if I was okay."
"He sounds nice, to me." Robin smiled.
"I wish I could forget it ever happened." Nami whined, "Maybe it would be easier if it was just me and him in the car, but his best friend was in the back seat, Robin!"
"I see." Robin rose from her seat, and crossed the living room to the mess of a girl, "So why are you worried about him?"
"I'm not anymore," Nami mumbled, before pulling the pillow away from her, "How did you know I was worried about him?"
"It's all over your face, Nami." Robin smiled, and rubbed her hand against the younger girl's arm.
"He hasn't been at his home since we came back from your place last week." Nami mumbled, "he's my friend, of course I should be worried."
"I understand, Nami." Robin rose from the couch, "Come on, let's go have a girl's day, and get your mind off it."
"That's a good idea, Robin," Nami replied, taking the black-haired woman's hand, and stood up.
When they reached the plaza, in district one of Sabaody. It was quite the drive, but Nami was grateful for the wind in her face, since Robin's car was a convertible. They made their way into one of the ice cream shops, and just after they had got their ice cream, shots were fired, shattering the windows.
"Get down!" Robin exclaimed, as she pushed herself and Nami behind a table that she knocked over.
"Everyone put your hands up, if you give us your cash, we'll let you go unharmed!" A man yelled, aiming a gun around the room, as his subordinates did the same. "Don't worry, we're just here to help you fellows out!" he exclaimed laughing, "Not even the special forces can save you now!"