Kid woke up lying next to Nami. It was real, he thought, it wasn't a dream. What they had done last night, what she had done to him, was real. Kid swung his legs over the side of the bed and held his head in his hands. He felt strange, confused. She had wanted him.. No, he thought, there was no way she actually cared about him. It was an act. Did she think he was stupid? But it sure as hell felt real. Kid felt anger rise up inside him. Goddamn her, he thought. He turned his head and watched her. She was still fast asleep, a picture of perfection. She was starting to look a little sickly though, probably because she hadn't eaten much in the past two or three days. He hadn't asked her how long she had been in that cage before he came to rescue her. He guessed it could have been much longer that Nami had gone without very much food. What the hell was this, he thought, did he feel guilty that he hadn't taken care of her? Fuck her and her ability to get inside his head like this. No, of course he didn't care. And he shouldn't have to remind himself like this.

Kid got up and put his clothes on. He looked at his reflection in the mirror. Pathetic. He forced a menacing glare. Better, much better, he thought. Nami started to stir. She moaned and rolled around a few times before opening her eyes. She looked just as surprised as Kid had when he woke up. She sat up on her elbows at looked over at Kid, secretly hoping he was in a good mood. "Morning," she said sweetly. Kid bit his lip hard. When he didn't respond Nami said, "Did you sleep okay?" Kid grunted and turned his head just slightly towards her. Just so she could see how much he wanted to talk to her right now. Which was not at all!

Nami got up out of bed slowly. Okay, so he woke up in a very bad mood and on the wrong side of the bed... She took a few brave but weak steps towards him and wobbled into the nightstand. She held onto her head. The room was spinning. It had been a while since she had gone without food. When she was a girl, she remembered going hungry plenty of times. But recently? Well, Sanji spoiled her. Nami grabbed onto Kid's shoulder for support. She leaned up and gave him a soft kiss on his lower lip. Kid sighed and looked around the room. She would pay for this later. He grabbed a blanket off the bed, wrapped it around her and threw her over his shoulder roughly, carrying her into his bedroom. He threw her down on his bed and walked into his bathroom.

Caring was a lot of work, he thought, too much work. He always thought couples were so dumb. The way they did stupid things for each other all the time. He turned on the faucet to the bathtub. He thought about drowning the stupid girl. It would certainly solve all his problems. When he turned around he saw Killer leaning against the bathroom wall crossing his arms. "What are you doing?" Killer laughed.

Kid snarled at him, "Just go get Nami food."

Killer nodded, "If that's what you really want."

Goddamn him, Kid thought. As if this wasn't embarrassing enough Killer had to rub it in. He heard Nami coughing from the other room. He turned the faucet off and walked back into his bedroom. Nami didn't look too good. She was sweating, shivering and breathing heavily. He wasn't a doctor, and he really wasn't good at any of this.

"What do you need?" He mumbled.

"Hmm?" Nami moaned not sure she was hearing correctly, was she really that sick.

Kid rolled his eyes, "What do you need?!" He said angrily.

Nami blinked a few times, "I'm so hungry," she whimpered.

"I already told Killer to get you food." He said. Nami looked up at him surprised. Kid glared back at her, "You're such a stupid, weak, piece of work, ya know that?"

Nami reached her hand out to Kid, Kid hesitated, but took it. She smiled and scooted over in bed, wanting him to be beside her. Kid looked at the empty space she had made and then back at her. He gave her the 'you've got to be kidding me' face. Nami laughed softly and nodded for him to join her. Kid blushed, scratched the back of his head and laid down next to her. She snuggled into his chest, still shivering and coughing. "Is there anything else you want?" Kid asked, more kindly this time.

"Please, don't lock me into that room again, I'd much rather sleep with you," she begged. Kid held her closer to his chest. His heart sunk. After a lifetime of pain he really wasn't sure how he could still feel anything besides numbness.

"I'll put you wherever I want," Kid mumbled. Nami honestly didn't care about his response. It was amazing, one night of love, and Kid was already bringing her food and holding her. She was making such great progress! She was so proud of herself!

Killer walked in, holding a tray of food and cocked his head to the side in confusion. Kid just pointed for Killer to set the food on the table. "Captain?" He said chuckled. Kid clenched his free hand into a fist. Killer was going to get it.. Killer turned towards the door but not before saying, "Can I get you two anything else?"

Kid pounded his fist against his nightstand, "No!" He yelled. When Killer left, Kid sat Nami up in bed and placed the tray of food on her lap. He sat and waited for her to finish eating. She tried to eat slowly so she wouldn't hurt her stomach but Nami couldn't help it, she was so happy to see such delicious-looking food, she was pretty sure she would cry.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Kid finally asked.

Nami coughed, "Excuse me?"

Kid crossed his arms, "I don't like whatever game you think you're playing. Enjoy whatever pity you get from me now and suffer through my wrath later."

Nami had just found another reason to eat even slower… "I'm not playing games, I wanted you last night, why is that so hard to understand?" Nami said back.

"You're a terrible liar." Kid grumbled. Nami sighed. Maybe she celebrated a little too soon. She wasn't ready to give up though, she could break Kid, she was sure of it. When Nami was finished eating Kid pointed to the bathroom, "Get in the bath." Nami was thrilled, but when she got into the bath, the water was cold.

"Its freezing!" She complained.

"If you didn't take so long to eat, it would have been hot!" Kid barked back. Nami dunked her head underwater. Cold or not, the bath felt really good. She poked her head outside the bathtub.

"So, can your metal arm get wet? Or does it rust up?" She asked.

"You're insulting me." Kid hissed.

"So if it can get wet, is there any chance you want to take a nice hot steamy shower with me?" She said winking.