Nami sat in the front seat of the bike, one foot on the concrete of the garage, and the other resting on the motorcycle, Luffy had already given her the keys, and he was currently trying to remember the code on the garage door. She felt as comfortable on this bike as she did on her own. It was strange, she had never even gotten on the bike before, and she already felt attached to it. The little lamb head etched into the front was adorable, it had yellow on the trunk basket, with white rimming the wheels. It looked like it ran on steam instead of gas, as it had a small chimney in the back to release the access steam. She slightly wondered how this engineer was able to do that, but dismissed it. It looked like a regular bike, despite this. The basket was lined in red fabric on the inside. Luffy had already stashed a huge black bento box in the compartment. Surprisingly, it was quite large, though it didn't seem to take away from the slick design of the motorcycle.
She shouldn't have been all that surprised, though, she sighed, Luffy's car looked slick, and narrow, but on the inside it was actually quite spacious, though still having some narrow compartments to it, she could vouch for that, unfortunately. If Franky, the pervert she realized, could actually build something as intricate as that, he could be going against the head engineer for the military, Dr. Vegapunk, though he seems to be more of a myth, like the Garp's grandson being alive, than actually building the artillery for them. She watched the garage door open, and Luffy come in, his helmet poorly resting on his head.
"Fix your helmet, Luffy," she said, as she watched him climb on behind her.
"What do you mean?" he asked, "I put it on."
"Did you strap it on though?" Nami asked, and grabbed the straps underneath the helmet and tightened it under his chin. He actually had a pretty defined jawline, she noticed.
Her helmet was already secured safely on her head, and Luffy had the remote to the garage, an app on his phone, in one hand, so when she pulled out of the garage, he could close it. Once they were on the road, Luffy pushed his phone in his pocket, so he wouldn't lose it, and wrapped one arm around Nami's waist. Nami had a slight blush on her cheeks, as she felt the bandaged forearm hold unto her. Even through her shirt and the medical, white fabric on his arm, she could feel his muscles flex as she sped up the bike, which was more smooth than her own.
He was having a great time, but his other arm, the one she had to re-bandage wasn't the one wrapped around her, and it concerned her. He was yelling about how fun it was, and she was concerned that he was stretching the muscle a little too much in his shoulder, so she pulled into the nearest lot, which happened to be the shooting range, since they had gone quite the distance already.
"Ooh!" Luffy exclaimed hopping off the bike, after she put down the kickstand, "Good idea, Nami! We should go show Usopp!"
"Wait, Luffy!" Nami replied, grabbing the nearest arm to her.
Luffy felt the pull in his left arm, and stopped walking, wincing at the pain, "Nami, let go."
"I'm barely even pulling your arm, Luffy," She replied, "Just wait a minute."
She took off her helmet, and helped Luffy take off his, then, she grabbed the color of his red cardigan, and pulled it down off his left shoulder. He looked away from her, whistling. Now he knew how to whistle, it seemed, "Luffy." She glared at him.
"Nami," he tried glaring back, but he thought that was too funny, and broke out into laughter.
"This isn't funny, Luffy, I spent a whole bunch of time last night, with you falling asleep, trying to stitch this up!" she sighed, pulling the cardigan back over his shoulder, "what would your doctor say if they knew that you snapped your stitches? Again?"
"He'd get mad at me, then re-stitch them." Luffy replied, and shrugged, "Chopper's nice!" he smiled, "Okay! Let's go in and tell Usopp!"
"Maybe your Dr. Chopper is nice, but that doesn't mean you get to give him more work!" Nami exclaimed. "Give me your phone, Luffy, I'm calling your doctor."
"What?" Luffy replied, backing up slightly.
"I'm calling your Dr. Chopper, and telling him you snapped your stitches again!"
"You won't do that, Nami!" Luffy whined.
"Give me your phone, Luffy!" Nami exclaimed, pushing out her hand, waiting for the phone to be placed in it.
"Fine." He replied, reluctantly, like a child to their mother, and pulled his phone out of his pocket to place in her hand, "But don't tell him it was my fault!"
Nami looked at the phone, but then turned it to face him so the face recognition would work. It was still on the garage door app, and she pressed the home button, to get to his contacts. His home screen was a picture of him, Zoro, Usopp, and Sanji, in black tuxedos. Zoro and Sanji were glaring at each other on the opposite sides of the two cheerful people in the photo, Usopp and Luffy. "That's a cute picture," she accidently said aloud as she pressed on the contacts application.
"What's a cute picture?" Luffy asked, as he looked at his phone screen, beside her. "Nami, that's not a picture."
"No, your homescreen, idiot!" Nami replied, pulling his ear slightly, before typing 'Dr. Chopper' in his contact list. Nothing showed up though. "Do you not have your doctor's contact?"
"What! Was Chopper's contact deleted?" Luffy asked and grabbed the phone from her. He went to his list of contacts, and found Chopper's, "No, it's still here, silly Nami!" he laughed.
"Well I didn't find it!" Nami replied, before taking the phone, she noticed there was no prefix 'Dr.' to the contact, and sighed, of course he wouldn't. She pressed the call button, and brought the phone to her ear.
A childlike voice answered on the other side, "Hi, Luffy!"
"Um, hi," Nami answered, "is this Luffy's doctor, Dr. Chopper?"
"Oh," there was a pause, "Calling me doctor doesn't make me happy, you idiot!" she heard an extremely happy voice say on the other side.
"O...kay" Nami replied, hesitantly, "I was calling to inform you that Luffy had snapped his stitches, again."
"Again!" the childlike voice replied, upset. "Luffy! I told you not to do that! That doesn't help you at all!"
Nami handed the phone over to Luffy, "He wants to talk to you."
"Hi Chopper, what's up!" Luffy cheerfully said into the phone. There was a pause, and Luffy's face paled, "Ah, but that was because Nami took my hat! Don't worry, she fixed it." there was another long pause, and Luffy sighed, "but Franky made Mini Merry, and I just had to ride it, so Nami drove it for me, and it was so much fun!" There was another pause, "No, Chopper, it's okay, they're restricting anyway." Luffy nodded, "yeah, yeah," he waited another long pause, "Kay, well, I'll see you tomorrow then? And we can go to that amusement park?" Luffy jumped in the air, excited, "Alright, bye, Chopper!" The call ended, and Luffy put his phone back in his pocket. "Alright, let's go get Usopp!"
"What did your doctor say?" Nami asked.
"He said I have to come by tomorrow." Luffy responded, and ran into the shooting range.
Usopp had deeply enjoyed seeing the Merry, even if it was the Mini Merry, now. He even cried, much to Nami's surprise. Luffy and Usopp were hugging each other, both crying at how beautiful the little lamb looked. Usopp must have not really cared about the re-opened wound on Luffy's arm. The two of them then started leaping for joy on Luffy saying that Nami would take them for a ride, forgetting it was a two-seater. Nami nearly punched both of their heads, because she didn't want to try to drive with two more people on it. The drag was slow enough with one extra person, she reasoned, though it was really just an excuse. She also had noticed that he had a bandage on his nose, but figured he might have gotten in Luffy's crossfire with Sanji about food. She knew how much Sanji loved to cook, so she decided to bring it up, "Usopp, what was Luffy and Sanji's argument about, anyway?"
"Their argument?" he asked.
"Yeah, the one that gave Luffy these wounds," she pulled up Luffy's forearm, as an example.
"Oh, that one!" Usopp replied, "They have arguments all the time about food, mainly because Sanji won't give Luffy meat all the time." he shrugged.
Luffy pulled his arm out of Nami's grasp, "But that's because he never gives me enough!"
"No, you just eat way too much!" Usopp replied, "we almost didn't have enough for the rest of us!"
"Zoro eats a lot, too," Luffy pouted, "And I eat until I'm satisfied, that isn't eating too much!"
"You're like a bottomless pit! You had eight steaks, and ten ribs!" Usopp groaned, "Of course Sanji is going to cut you off, I only had one. Zoro wanted another one, but you had taken the last one on the plate! You can't eat that many steaks, Luffy!"
Luffy frowned, "but he didn't have to kick me for it."
"Gosh, Luffy, you're such a child." Usopp replied, rubbing his eyes.
"I am not!" Luffy exclaimed. "I proved to Shanks I wasn't a child, Usopp," Luffy replied, pointing to the scar on his face, "and now I'm gonna become a great man!" he said, planning on grabbing his hat, but forgot that he had left it in the garage when he put on the helmet. "Ah! My hat!"
"It's in your garage," Nami replied, patting his non-injured shoulder, "Did you say Shanks?"
Luffy looked over at her, sucking in his lips. As if signifying that he hadn't said anything, but it was more like showing he did.
"Was this 'Shanks' the one who gave you the hat?" Nami asked, earning a nodd, even though he kept his lips in tight concealment by his teeth. "I should look into him, I wonder if Robin knows anything about him."
The following day, she watched out her window as Luffy got into his car, she assumed to go meet with his doctor, and drive off, overly fast as usual. She sighed, she didn't know why, but she suddenly had a great interest in this 'Shanks' person. She pulled out her phone and dialed Robin, "Hey, Robin, I was wondering if you knew anything about Shanks?"
"Red-haired Shanks?" Robin asked.
"Uh, I guess," Nami replied.
"Why the sudden interest?"
"Luffy mentioned Shanks, and I guess I got curious." Nami admitted.
"Oh, well, I-" she stopped, "I don't know much about him, barely anyone does. I do know however that he is a great man, and looked up to around the globe, though he generates fear in the World Government, even if they still respect him."
"Oh, okay," Nami replied, then she decided to ask Robin another question, "Wait, Robin, I know you're busy, but what do you know about the missing Monkey D. boy?"
"Monkey D?" Robin confirmed.
"Yeah, like what's his full name, what does he look like, if he is alive, or dead, you know, anything about him?"
"Unfortunately, all of that information is under restriction," Robin replied, "I do know that he went missing directly after the War of the Best, at the marine capital, Marineford."
"Yeah, but everyone knows that."
"Do you know why he was there though?" Robin asked.
"Well, no." Nami admitted.
"You know what started the whole war, right?"
"Yeah, Portgas D. Ace, Gol D. Roger's son was captured, and to be killed, right?"
"Yes, and Edward Newgate, under the vigilante name: Whitebeard, had gone in to save him, claiming him as his adoptive son. Well, someone else went in to save Ace as well."
"Let me guess, the Monkey D. boy?"
"Yeah, apparently, soon after the president at the time, Sengoku had announced that Ace was Roger's son, and the Monkey boy had been suddenly present, he also revealed that that boy was both Garp's grandson, and the revolutionary, Dragon's son as well. Well, Dragon's son announced to everyone that he was sworn brothers with Ace, the one to be killed."
"Really?" Nami was surprised, "but wouldn't that mean he failed in rescuing him?"
"Yes, it did. We actually don't know all the specifics, but we know that that happened, and here we are now, completely oblivious to wherever this monkey kid is, let alone his given name." Robin sighed.
"So, you don't know anything more than the public about it?"
"Nope, that's one of the things I'd like to uncover." Robin admitted, do you have any more questions, I have to get back to my work soon."
"No, not right now." Nami sighed. "Bye, Robin, talk to you later!"
What happened? Nami wondered. This kid was obviously a big deal, so why was all the information about him suddenly shut off from the public when he suddenly went missing. As a matter of fact, the public seemed to have forgotten about him so much that they don't even know his first name. Nami was becoming more and more intrigued by the second. The Monkey D. family was a big deal, one trying to fix the government, one working for it, and then the third generation kid was completely out of the picture, and nowhere to be found.
Nami's phone rang, and she picked it up, "Hi, Vivi, how've you been?"
"I'm great, Nami!" Vivi responded, "I heard that there was a terrorist attack in your city, what happened?"
"Nothing major, it was all taken care of by a supposed vigilante group," Nami responded.
"That's good news, you weren't a victim of it were you?"
"No, I wasn't," Nami lied, "everything going alright with you?"
"Yes, actually, things are going wonderfully, I'll be going back to my home country soon, Arabasta, this Alabasta city reminds me of home way too much, Nami." Vivi responded, with a sigh, "I want to go back home, to my father now."
"I get that, I hope my mother's alright, I haven't heard much from Nojiko about her condition."
"Really, oh, I'm sorry," Vivi said, worriedly.
"Yeah," there was a short silence.
"Hey," Vivi said, sharply, "let's change the subject, tell me about that neighbor of yours, Luffy, was it?"
"Yeah, he's way too caring, and an idiot."
"But you already told me that," Vivi sighed, "Have you too gone out, on like, you know, dates?"
Nami tried holding in a blush, but failed, "No, Vivi, we're not like that, honest."
"Okay, okay," Vivi replied, obviously not believing her.