Chapter 7
A/N: Do I have a story to tell! Not only did I get to go to an anime con last weekend- but I also got to glomp a pretty nice looking Sanji cosplayer! I was amazed at the number of One Piece characters that were roaming the halls! It is finally getting the recognition it deserves! I am so glad that more and more people are enjoying the anime- I know I am. Well anyway- I am sleep deprived and still trying to get my system once again use to real food after the con.
Sorry for the wait- I am glad you are enjoying it so far ^_^ I am enjoying writing this fic.
Again, I want to repeat that the reason I have Nami acting a bit out of character is that I think deep down she really wants to have a family and take care of others like Bellemere did with her and her sister.
Anyway- enough said- I dedicate this chapter to the HOT Sanji cosplayer that I was able to glomp this weekend. I'll even forgive the gamer funk (otaku smell- showering is sadly not common practice at cons) that was coming off him because he was hot!
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Once Nami was safely back in her room, she gently set the baby down on the soft cushions of her bed. Hoping to not awaken the sleeping child, she laid down herself right beside the bundle and wrapped another soft blanket over the baby. As she did this, the baby's large eyes fluttered slowly open as it murmured a bit.
"Shh… it's ok. Sleep now, just go back to sleep." She cooed quietly as she began to hum a tune she had not heard in many years. She treasured this tune greatly because it was her song Bellemere use to hum to her.
She smiled as the baby slowly slipped back into a deep sleep. 'It worked for me every time too.' She remembered feeling a little groggy herself. Reminiscing about her early childhood with her family always made Nami happy. All her memories of Bellemere were precious.
Looking down on the baby, she stroked it's little head. The fluff that was growing was soft to her touch. She could not hold back the smile that was forming on her lips.
'I can't take my anger and confusion out on this child… he doesn't know anything…' She sighed as she also fell back to sleep, still humming that song she had fallen asleep to, so long ago…
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'Mummm… Nami-san you're so naughty…" He mumbled and shifted in his sleep trying to hold on to the beautiful dream he was having. However, the blonde cook began to come out of his deep sleep, still on deck. He was nice and warm as he drifted back towards reality. He felt something warm and fuzzy draped around him. Smiling Sanji recognized the smell of the blanket, it reminded him of his angel, his Nami-san.
"Ahhh," he sighed. "My Nami-san." Snuggling deeper into the smell he sighed happily once more. He was having another happy dream of him and his Nami-san…
Then it hit him. "THE BABY!" he screamed as he sat straight up eyes frantically looking for the tot.
His eyes bugged out seeing that the baby put in his care had now disappeared. Quickly scanning the entire ship, Sanji grew increasingly worried. Getting up he noticed the blanket draped over him.
'I didn't bring this out… and this isn't my blanket.' he recognized the blanket as Nami's quickly. He was an expert of anything dealing with his object of obsession, so this was an easy task. As quietly as he could, Sanji made his way down to the men's quarters and towards the door leading to Nami's room.
Knowing it was considerably very ungentlemanly-like, he lightly pushed the door ajar. Still not fully entering the room, the cook poked his head inside. His worries were quieted as he heard the soft coos of the baby and Nami's light breathing coming from her bed.
Once his eyes adjusted to the dim light, his eyes went heart shaped at the tender scene.
Curled up together with Nami on her side, she held the baby to her. Her chin rested gently against the baby's forehead. The baby, of what he could see, was smiling as chubby fingers wrapped around some of Nami's hair, while the other hand was softly being sucked in it's mouth.
Smiling at the thought that his Nami-san would make a great perfect mother, Sanji took a moment to imaging her having his children. After calming his boiling hormones, Sanji shut to door.
Sanji returned to his kitchen upstairs in the best of moods. He made quick work of yesterday's disaster and soon had a three-course breakfast piping hot. He also warmed some milk and poured it into a bottle for the baby. It was a good thing that a few necessities were in the basket Yukio came in.
Putting some food on a tray, Sanji returned to Nami's room. This time he entered quietly and set the tray down on her table near her bed.
Risking getting a beating, Sanji decided to get a bit closer. Nami did not even stir as he looked down at her with worshipful eyes. However little Yukio noticed the movement and opened his large black orbs.
Sanji froze- expecting the baby to cry which would wake up Nami, who would in return clobber him for entering her sanctuary on the ship. However, the baby didn't cry. Instead, it began to gurgle and make happy baby sounds.
Sanji smiled and carefully took the wide-awake baby out of Nami's arms. She merely mumbled something and rolled over in her bed.
Sanji covered her back up and exited the room with the baby in hand.
When her returned to the kitchen he found three very hungry crewmates stuffing their faces with the food he set out before.
"Delicious!" Luffy cried in his chair. His stomach was ballooning out for sizes it's normal, which caused Sanji to chuckle as he fed the baby it's bottle.
"He's hungry." Luffy smiled as he took a moment break from gorging himself to watch the baby suck the mile out of the bottle.
As it finished, the little baby gave off a large burp.
"WOW!" Luffy smiled impressed. "Me Too!" he yelled before he gave off a similar burp- but more powerful.
Zorro did not really pay the baby any mind. As long as he got his meals, he was happy. That was until a very pungent smell began to circulate around the kitchen.
"Luffy!" Usopp cried hitting the rubber man as he and Zorro plugged their noses.
"What? It wasn't me." Luffy said not really minding the smell as much.
"Have you changed that thing?" Zoro asked sounding very nasal with his fingers pinching his nose shut.
"Change him? I don't know how- why don't you do it you lazy good for nothing bum."
"He's your child bastard." Zoro countered. "Just do something! It smells!" Zoro added in an almost pleading tone.
"It can't be too hard right?" Sanji asked clearing off the table and setting the baby down. Luffy handed Sanji the basket as the three men all looked on in wonder as the new experience unfolded.
As they opened the current diaper, they all gasped and gagged for air. Usopp nearly fell over as his face turned green.
"AH!" Zoro coughed as he made a fast break for the door with Usopp close behind.
"STINKY!" Luffy screamed and followed. Sanji could hear the gasps and coughs of the three outside the kitchen. Quickly, before the lack of breathable oxygen got to him, he wiped the baby and placed him on a new diaper.
When he was finished, the misshapen diaper hung off the giggling baby, who seemed to be enjoying the confused look on Sanji's face.
After opening the windows to get the air moving and smell out, Sanji returned to where he left the baby on the table. For probably the first time since he came aboard, Sanji took a good look at the child. Picking him up and holding the baby at arm length away Sanji studied the child.
There was a small amount of fuzz growing on the baby's round head. Yukio looked back at him with black eyes. His stubbly arms and legs squirmed as the baby smiled.
"What are you doing?" Came a voice from behind him.
Sanji turned and drew the baby to him. A surprised look came over his face as he saw Nami standing there in the door with the tray in hand.
"Oh… I was just…just…" Sanji uncharacteristically began to stutter as the sun's rays blended around her outlining her curves and auburn locks.
"He doesn't look much like you…" She commented but her voice faded. There was a silence between the two.
"Nami-san"
"Sanji-kun" The both started at the same time.
"You first." Nami spoke up after another short silence.
"No, I insist, please…" He replied settling the baby against his shoulder.
"It's just that… I was wondering why…" She paused looking down at her feet. She felt as if she was once again a small girl about to ask a question she needed too, but knew the answer was going to be bad. Balling her courage, Nami came right out with what had been bothering her since she got up.
"I thought you of all people felt family was just as important as I did… but why would you leave them? You're not the man I thought you were Sanji-kun…" She started trying to keep calm.
"Nami-san, Nami…" He said moving towards her.
"No… I do not want one of your usual sugary comments… I do not know you. The Sanji I knew wouldn't have left a woman alone with his child… was that what you had plans to do to me? Sweet talk your way into my bed and then leave? Well no thanks!" She added quickly turning around.
"Wait Nami." He pleaded in his serious voice again. That voice froze her in place.
It was then he decided to act. Moving quickly he closed the kitchen door before she was able to escape. The startled look in her eyes surprised and saddened him.
"Sit down please." He motioned for her to sit at the table.
Slowly she did so as he set the baby back into the basket and fluffed up the blankets to make it a bed.
The baby seemed very oblivious to the tense and serious air in the room as it smiled and gurgled happily.
Once the baby was comfortable, Sanji took a seat next to the navigator.
"I know what you think of me right now. Moreover, I just wanted you to know that you are wrong. I did not know about Yukio. If I would have known that, he was the result of a drunken party… I would have done a great many things differently." He replied calmly. "I don't even fully remember that night. I woke up with the worst headache of my life alone… she was the one who got up and left…. Her ship left before I awoke at the restaurant." He sighed searching in his coat pocket for a cigarette. "I know that's not a good enough excuse, but I promise that I would never do that to any woman… especially not to you…" He said looking directly at her as he put the cigarette into his mouth. "I'm not like that." He simply added as he began to fish in his pockets for his lighter.
"So what are you going to do?" Nami asked after a silence.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm going to be his father." He said as he lit the cigarette and exhaled.
This surprised Nami. She had not expected the seriousness of his eyes and words. She sat there strangely quiet just looking at her hands, afraid for the first time of Sanji. Afraid of her own self-allowing feeling like these to ever collect. Mentally slapping herself, she sobered. With a swift movement of her hand she reached up, plucked the cigarette from his mouth, and put it out quickly.
Sanji looked at her with a confused look.
"Whaa…" he muttered as he looked at her and an expression he could not read on her face.
A/N: Do I have a story to tell! Not only did I get to go to an anime con last weekend- but I also got to glomp a pretty nice looking Sanji cosplayer! I was amazed at the number of One Piece characters that were roaming the halls! It is finally getting the recognition it deserves! I am so glad that more and more people are enjoying the anime- I know I am. Well anyway- I am sleep deprived and still trying to get my system once again use to real food after the con.
Sorry for the wait- I am glad you are enjoying it so far ^_^ I am enjoying writing this fic.
Again, I want to repeat that the reason I have Nami acting a bit out of character is that I think deep down she really wants to have a family and take care of others like Bellemere did with her and her sister.
Anyway- enough said- I dedicate this chapter to the HOT Sanji cosplayer that I was able to glomp this weekend. I'll even forgive the gamer funk (otaku smell- showering is sadly not common practice at cons) that was coming off him because he was hot!
-
Once Nami was safely back in her room, she gently set the baby down on the soft cushions of her bed. Hoping to not awaken the sleeping child, she laid down herself right beside the bundle and wrapped another soft blanket over the baby. As she did this, the baby's large eyes fluttered slowly open as it murmured a bit.
"Shh… it's ok. Sleep now, just go back to sleep." She cooed quietly as she began to hum a tune she had not heard in many years. She treasured this tune greatly because it was her song Bellemere use to hum to her.
She smiled as the baby slowly slipped back into a deep sleep. 'It worked for me every time too.' She remembered feeling a little groggy herself. Reminiscing about her early childhood with her family always made Nami happy. All her memories of Bellemere were precious.
Looking down on the baby, she stroked it's little head. The fluff that was growing was soft to her touch. She could not hold back the smile that was forming on her lips.
'I can't take my anger and confusion out on this child… he doesn't know anything…' She sighed as she also fell back to sleep, still humming that song she had fallen asleep to, so long ago…
-
'Mummm… Nami-san you're so naughty…" He mumbled and shifted in his sleep trying to hold on to the beautiful dream he was having. However, the blonde cook began to come out of his deep sleep, still on deck. He was nice and warm as he drifted back towards reality. He felt something warm and fuzzy draped around him. Smiling Sanji recognized the smell of the blanket, it reminded him of his angel, his Nami-san.
"Ahhh," he sighed. "My Nami-san." Snuggling deeper into the smell he sighed happily once more. He was having another happy dream of him and his Nami-san…
Then it hit him. "THE BABY!" he screamed as he sat straight up eyes frantically looking for the tot.
His eyes bugged out seeing that the baby put in his care had now disappeared. Quickly scanning the entire ship, Sanji grew increasingly worried. Getting up he noticed the blanket draped over him.
'I didn't bring this out… and this isn't my blanket.' he recognized the blanket as Nami's quickly. He was an expert of anything dealing with his object of obsession, so this was an easy task. As quietly as he could, Sanji made his way down to the men's quarters and towards the door leading to Nami's room.
Knowing it was considerably very ungentlemanly-like, he lightly pushed the door ajar. Still not fully entering the room, the cook poked his head inside. His worries were quieted as he heard the soft coos of the baby and Nami's light breathing coming from her bed.
Once his eyes adjusted to the dim light, his eyes went heart shaped at the tender scene.
Curled up together with Nami on her side, she held the baby to her. Her chin rested gently against the baby's forehead. The baby, of what he could see, was smiling as chubby fingers wrapped around some of Nami's hair, while the other hand was softly being sucked in it's mouth.
Smiling at the thought that his Nami-san would make a great perfect mother, Sanji took a moment to imaging her having his children. After calming his boiling hormones, Sanji shut to door.
Sanji returned to his kitchen upstairs in the best of moods. He made quick work of yesterday's disaster and soon had a three-course breakfast piping hot. He also warmed some milk and poured it into a bottle for the baby. It was a good thing that a few necessities were in the basket Yukio came in.
Putting some food on a tray, Sanji returned to Nami's room. This time he entered quietly and set the tray down on her table near her bed.
Risking getting a beating, Sanji decided to get a bit closer. Nami did not even stir as he looked down at her with worshipful eyes. However little Yukio noticed the movement and opened his large black orbs.
Sanji froze- expecting the baby to cry which would wake up Nami, who would in return clobber him for entering her sanctuary on the ship. However, the baby didn't cry. Instead, it began to gurgle and make happy baby sounds.
Sanji smiled and carefully took the wide-awake baby out of Nami's arms. She merely mumbled something and rolled over in her bed.
Sanji covered her back up and exited the room with the baby in hand.
When her returned to the kitchen he found three very hungry crewmates stuffing their faces with the food he set out before.
"Delicious!" Luffy cried in his chair. His stomach was ballooning out for sizes it's normal, which caused Sanji to chuckle as he fed the baby it's bottle.
"He's hungry." Luffy smiled as he took a moment break from gorging himself to watch the baby suck the mile out of the bottle.
As it finished, the little baby gave off a large burp.
"WOW!" Luffy smiled impressed. "Me Too!" he yelled before he gave off a similar burp- but more powerful.
Zorro did not really pay the baby any mind. As long as he got his meals, he was happy. That was until a very pungent smell began to circulate around the kitchen.
"Luffy!" Usopp cried hitting the rubber man as he and Zorro plugged their noses.
"What? It wasn't me." Luffy said not really minding the smell as much.
"Have you changed that thing?" Zoro asked sounding very nasal with his fingers pinching his nose shut.
"Change him? I don't know how- why don't you do it you lazy good for nothing bum."
"He's your child bastard." Zoro countered. "Just do something! It smells!" Zoro added in an almost pleading tone.
"It can't be too hard right?" Sanji asked clearing off the table and setting the baby down. Luffy handed Sanji the basket as the three men all looked on in wonder as the new experience unfolded.
As they opened the current diaper, they all gasped and gagged for air. Usopp nearly fell over as his face turned green.
"AH!" Zoro coughed as he made a fast break for the door with Usopp close behind.
"STINKY!" Luffy screamed and followed. Sanji could hear the gasps and coughs of the three outside the kitchen. Quickly, before the lack of breathable oxygen got to him, he wiped the baby and placed him on a new diaper.
When he was finished, the misshapen diaper hung off the giggling baby, who seemed to be enjoying the confused look on Sanji's face.
After opening the windows to get the air moving and smell out, Sanji returned to where he left the baby on the table. For probably the first time since he came aboard, Sanji took a good look at the child. Picking him up and holding the baby at arm length away Sanji studied the child.
There was a small amount of fuzz growing on the baby's round head. Yukio looked back at him with black eyes. His stubbly arms and legs squirmed as the baby smiled.
"What are you doing?" Came a voice from behind him.
Sanji turned and drew the baby to him. A surprised look came over his face as he saw Nami standing there in the door with the tray in hand.
"Oh… I was just…just…" Sanji uncharacteristically began to stutter as the sun's rays blended around her outlining her curves and auburn locks.
"He doesn't look much like you…" She commented but her voice faded. There was a silence between the two.
"Nami-san"
"Sanji-kun" The both started at the same time.
"You first." Nami spoke up after another short silence.
"No, I insist, please…" He replied settling the baby against his shoulder.
"It's just that… I was wondering why…" She paused looking down at her feet. She felt as if she was once again a small girl about to ask a question she needed too, but knew the answer was going to be bad. Balling her courage, Nami came right out with what had been bothering her since she got up.
"I thought you of all people felt family was just as important as I did… but why would you leave them? You're not the man I thought you were Sanji-kun…" She started trying to keep calm.
"Nami-san, Nami…" He said moving towards her.
"No… I do not want one of your usual sugary comments… I do not know you. The Sanji I knew wouldn't have left a woman alone with his child… was that what you had plans to do to me? Sweet talk your way into my bed and then leave? Well no thanks!" She added quickly turning around.
"Wait Nami." He pleaded in his serious voice again. That voice froze her in place.
It was then he decided to act. Moving quickly he closed the kitchen door before she was able to escape. The startled look in her eyes surprised and saddened him.
"Sit down please." He motioned for her to sit at the table.
Slowly she did so as he set the baby back into the basket and fluffed up the blankets to make it a bed.
The baby seemed very oblivious to the tense and serious air in the room as it smiled and gurgled happily.
Once the baby was comfortable, Sanji took a seat next to the navigator.
"I know what you think of me right now. Moreover, I just wanted you to know that you are wrong. I did not know about Yukio. If I would have known that, he was the result of a drunken party… I would have done a great many things differently." He replied calmly. "I don't even fully remember that night. I woke up with the worst headache of my life alone… she was the one who got up and left…. Her ship left before I awoke at the restaurant." He sighed searching in his coat pocket for a cigarette. "I know that's not a good enough excuse, but I promise that I would never do that to any woman… especially not to you…" He said looking directly at her as he put the cigarette into his mouth. "I'm not like that." He simply added as he began to fish in his pockets for his lighter.
"So what are you going to do?" Nami asked after a silence.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm going to be his father." He said as he lit the cigarette and exhaled.
This surprised Nami. She had not expected the seriousness of his eyes and words. She sat there strangely quiet just looking at her hands, afraid for the first time of Sanji. Afraid of her own self-allowing feeling like these to ever collect. Mentally slapping herself, she sobered. With a swift movement of her hand she reached up, plucked the cigarette from his mouth, and put it out quickly.
Sanji looked at her with a confused look.
"Whaa…" he muttered as he looked at her and an expression he could not read on her face.