A/N: SORRY! I finally had time to update. I was wanting to get this
story finished last week. However I kind of hand to move, class ended
and then my sister is leaving- so things have been busy. So here is the
last real chapter of the story- depending on how you like it, this will
probably be the end. Unless you feel it needs more of an epilogue to
close it up.
Let me know by reviewing! Thanks for the reviews and the patience. So without further ado- read!
The smile on Sanji's face was quickly wiped away as he noticed the smell of blood in the air. It was nothing extreme, but the crimson liquid's smell was wafting around him. He had smelt his own blood so many times, even tasted it after battles so many times that blood was a smell that he could instantly recognize. The thought of his Nami in any sort of pain was unacceptable to him. Now that he knew he was no longer obligated to a child or anything else, he knew where he belonged. Moreover, it was his greatest desire to keep his Nami from any form of pain.
Looking down his eyes went wide as he noticed the blood trickling down from Nami's shaking hands. Her knees were also scuffed as she knelt on the broken glass pieces. He forgot everything at that moment once again. Before he had lost himself in the sheer moment of hearing Nami tell him her feelings and that first real kiss as a promise of their feelings. However, right now the kiss and emotions were on the back burner. Nami and helping her were all that mattered to the blonde cook.
"Nami…" He began as he looked back up to her eyes. Taking her bleeding hands in his own, he pulled his handkerchief from his back pocket. Ripping it in half, he quickly went about binding up Nami's cut palms with tender care. "You're bleeding. We have to get you cleaned up." He spoke seriously as he gathered her in his strong arms.
Sanji smiled widely as she didn't fight him and allowed him to care for her. It felt so right holding her in his arms, the only thing that would have made the moment better was having Nami as happy as he was at that moment. To be back with her, given a chance to have and make a future with her- the only other thing that had meaning in his like was cooking and searching for All Blue.
Nami was still in shock. Everything that evening had gone from slow to fast-forward on her. It seemed like years had passed since she walked away from him, then Sanji suddenly shows up before her and kisses her senseless. The breaking of the glass as if in shock and now finding herself in his protective embrace; she could not call on the strength to pull away from him. Not now, maybe never. Allowing him to hold her close, Nami sighed at the pleasant feeling churning inside her after that kiss.
Wiping a tear from her eye with the back of her bandaged hand, Nami tried to think of something to say. His eyes were searching hers for something. But what exactly was unclear to her. She saw worry and deep concern- once again like so many times she saw the love in his eyes like that of Bellemere so many years ago. If Nami hadn't been totally convinced he loved her, she knew then.
"I'm alright." She assured him. "I just couldn't believe it was you…I thought I had…" She was silenced before she could finish anymore by Sanji's lips once more caressing her own.
"We should still get your cuts cleaned. Do you want to head back home?" He asked with a voice that told her he had not fully recovered from the kiss. It was breathy and longing, Nami knew then she wanted more. Breaking away from the deep and burning kiss, Nami made a decision Whatever the future brought them, they could survive it together. Separately they had both survived the unimaginable, but they were stronger together. And that's what she wanted.
Handing him a key attached to a key chain, she couldn't help but blush a little.
"You weren't going to go back to the Going Merry?" He asked with an even greater look of worry in his eyes. To this he didn't get an answer. Deciding to worry about her bruised knees first, he nodded and made his way out of the crowded drinking area with Nami still in his arms.
Once in the room, Sanji noticed it wasn't just his heart that was racing at the moment. Placing Nami on the counter top in the small, yet surprisingly well kept bathroom of the inn portion of the establishment, he began tending her cuts. Like the cuts on her palms, once the glass pieces were removed, all he could do was bandage the cleaned wounds. Finishing the last knot, Sanji was startled to find Nami's hands cupping his face.
Gently Nami made the blonde stand from his kneeling position before her. She wanted to look straight into his eyes. Brushing the ever-present bangs away, Nami looked directly into both of his eyes. Cracking a loving smile at seeing his entire face for the first time, Nami had to kiss him again. Placing a timid kiss to his forehead, she worked her way down to his lips.
Moving to nibble seductively on his ear lobe, Nami decided enough was enough. Whispering into his ears a hushed request, she drew him closer in a tight embrace. Fearing rejection or some sort of heartbreak Nami wasted no time in assuring him of her desires by giving everything she could the most passionate kiss she had ever experienced.
Before he could look at her to see if she was serious or not, Sanji was swept up in that lip lock. Inside the kiss, their battle-seasoned tongues battled a different fight as the heat grew within them. Picking her up, he made his way to the bed on shaky legs.
Throwing everything to the side, it was just the two of them as they found a deeper meaning of love within each other's embrace. Experiencing a new emotional and physical bond as they reached bliss, they crashed down on the bed exhausted. Their sleek and sweat glistening bodies were silhouetted in the moon's light as they laid still basking in the feeling and experience they had just shared.
The still wandering hands of the woman below him and both their racing heartbeats told him that this was not just another of his fantasies. Even after all the nights since he first saw her, dreaming of this moment, nothing even came close to experiencing it fully with her.
Not that the love cook was complaining; had he known that his journey to Niku Island would end this way, he would have borrowed a baby on purpose earlier. However, now was not the time to be joking around. He was serious- she was serious and they were together.
Waking to a delicious ache in several of his joints, and the weight of a head on his chest, Sanji remembered the events that lead him up to this seemingly unattainable moment. He had finally showed her how much he loved her. For being a "love cook" as the crew dubbed him, Sanji had never done anything of this magnitude. He had given himself to her. For her only- forever.
Moreover, she in return had offered him everything she had and was. How he never wanted this morning to end. Tightening his embrace on the sleeping girl in his arms, Sanji sighed and enjoyed the sun's assent into the sky through the window across the room from the bed they still occupied.
He had just begun to imagine their new life and everything that came along with the new step in their relationship, when Nami began to awaken. Kissing her forehead and brushing away the auburn locks that covered her eyes, Sanji waited anxiously for Nami's beautiful orbs to open.
"This isn't going to be a dream with you disappearing if I open my eyes?" She asked with a contented sigh snuggling into his chest.
"I don't think so. You can see for yourself that I never intend to leave your side. Ever." He responded.
"Guys look!" Usopp called from the crow's nest. "Nami AND Sanji are coming back this way." The long nosed man shouted loudly. Waiting for a response from the two other crewmembers and not getting anything, Usopp looked down to see what was wrong.
In the back of the ship Zorro looked to have increased both his weights and his concentration, totally ignoring the loud call Usopp had screamed out. At the front of the ship, their captain had spent the entire morning sitting still depressed and brooding. While mumbling loudly a sting of "Meat… Meat… Meat… I need Meat!" even Usopp could hear up in the crow's nest, he watched Luffy gnawed at a large bone. Sighing Usopp scrambled down from his perch to meet up with the returning pair.
"Oy, Sanji. What are you doing back?" Usopp asked looking at the pair, who were holding hands and walking a little to closely in his opinion. Before the couple, who were both blushing a little as they continued to look at each other, could respond a cloud of dust came running straight towards the cook.
"MEAT!!! I need meat… Sanji! Lunch! Meat!" Came the captain's voice in a desperate tone. Luffy had high tailed it straight towards the cook the moment he realized who was walking aboard. Grapping the collar of Sanji's shirt, Luffy broke down and pleaded for his favorite food.
Sanji and Nami couldn't help but laugh as their captain created such pandemonium. Looking into Sanji's eyes, Nami remembered the moments last night, where they laid together and him whispering everything she needed to hear into her ear. She had never felt happier. Even the few nights they had spent together with the baby, nothing compared.
Giving him a seductive wink and a peck to the lips, she mouthed out the most comforting words he had heard in days. "We're home."
Leaving her cook to deal with the sobbing meat deprived Luffy and confused Usopp, Nami made her way back below deck. Plopping down on her bed she knew that nothing would be the same ever again. Things had seemed to change when they had to play family, however now they were a family. A family with very strange relatives, she mused, but a family none the less.
Sighing she let her head rest on her pillow as she continued to daydream of the last magical twenty-four hours. The cool fabric and familiar surroundings made her all the more anxious to continue on the journey they had decided to take. Looking over to her desk she glanced at the smiling figure in the photo.
'I found him Bellemere. He's been here for a while, but I finally figured out it was him. We're together now- and I'm happy.' She smiled once again. Happy- that was something that she had been searching for- she had never been truly happy, even with the money. It was only now that she figured out what true happiness was.
Curling up in the middle of her bed, Nami ran her hands down to her stomach and pondered what it would be like to become a mother. It wasn't something she wanted to be anytime soon. Their 'temporary' parental stint to Niku Island had been enough make them want to hold off on children. Especially if they wanted the freedom they were accustom to on board the ship. Yet, maybe some day they would be ready to settle down.
Nami drifted off to sleep with the mental image of a little version of them both running around the tangerine grooves. She would be sitting back and relaxing while inside the very home she grew up in a smiling cook worked on supper.
"I'm happy Bellemere. We're both happy."
"Please Sanji! I NEED Meat…"
"What are you doing? I thought you had to stay."
"Meat!"
"Why?"
The blonde cook could only take so much from his annoying crewmates. Luffy, still holding tightly to his collar, Usopp not more than two feet away from them and his Nami had left his side. She slinked away like a fox. 'My fox.' He thought to himself as he too was swept up with memories of each moment of their shared experience. After seeing this, a wider smile branded his face.
"Um… Sanji are you alright." Usopp asked as he quickly pulled off the crying captain, thinking Sanji was choking.
The abrupt halt of the almost choking grasp Luffy had on him caused Sanji to break from his heavenly daydream. Blinking several times, Sanji was brought back to the life he was almost ready to give up.
"I'll explain it in twenty minutes… over an early brunch served with everyone's favorites." He smiled as he dug into his pockets to find his trusty pack of cigarettes. Pulling one out he saw the light go on in Luffy's mind.
"MEAT!" The rubber man screamed happily as he ran off towards the kitchen to watch the cook prepare the meal. A still confused Usopp followed close behind wondering how their cook was able to return to them. Half way to the kitchen the crew's most famous liar had already forgotten his questions as he too wondering what delicious meal the cook was to make.
With a cigarette between his lips, the cook began the task of finding his lighter. While he did this, he began to think of how to answer the barrage of questions that they would both face from their crewmates. Explaining that he really wasn't the father of the baby was the easy part. However, the newest development between the navigator and him would surely be noticed.
After the first puff of his cigarette, he could feel a presence coming up behind him. The heavy boots made a noise as they tapped against the wooden boards of the ship. Sanji knew who it was right away.
"Hey, you found her huh?" The green haired swordsman asked in a serious tone. "So…"
"So?" Sanji replied looking un-intimidated by the buff man looking at him suspiciously.
"Just keep it down…" the swordsman warned, "and use these." He added by throwing a small box over at the cook. "Some of us still want a normal life on this boat. No more little Sanji's or baby talk." Walking back towards the back of the ship, Zoro stopped for a moment.
"You better make her happy… or else you'll have three very pissed men on your hands."
"I will. You don't need to worry about a thing." The cook replied with confidence. "And thanks for understanding… for a lazy ass swordsman, you are a decent guy."
"Shut up and make us lunch you bastard cook." Came the only reply from the swordsman as he returned to his spot for a pre-lunch nap. 'They'll do fine, I think.' Were the last thoughts of the ex-pirate hunter before he drifted off to sleep.
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A/N: So what do you think? Like it? Hate it? Don't care?? Me neither. Well that's a lie. I'm glad it's over for the most part- then I am kind of sad too. I like writing in the One Piece world… well don't count me out just yet- Maybe I'll take up the pen for another OP fic again… not in the near future anyway- I have other fics to finish at the moment. Thanks for reading along with my little crack dream of a fic. A bit fluff at the end- but what romance fic doesn't have fluff? Sanji/Nami forever!
Ja Matta Minasan!
Let me know by reviewing! Thanks for the reviews and the patience. So without further ado- read!
The smile on Sanji's face was quickly wiped away as he noticed the smell of blood in the air. It was nothing extreme, but the crimson liquid's smell was wafting around him. He had smelt his own blood so many times, even tasted it after battles so many times that blood was a smell that he could instantly recognize. The thought of his Nami in any sort of pain was unacceptable to him. Now that he knew he was no longer obligated to a child or anything else, he knew where he belonged. Moreover, it was his greatest desire to keep his Nami from any form of pain.
Looking down his eyes went wide as he noticed the blood trickling down from Nami's shaking hands. Her knees were also scuffed as she knelt on the broken glass pieces. He forgot everything at that moment once again. Before he had lost himself in the sheer moment of hearing Nami tell him her feelings and that first real kiss as a promise of their feelings. However, right now the kiss and emotions were on the back burner. Nami and helping her were all that mattered to the blonde cook.
"Nami…" He began as he looked back up to her eyes. Taking her bleeding hands in his own, he pulled his handkerchief from his back pocket. Ripping it in half, he quickly went about binding up Nami's cut palms with tender care. "You're bleeding. We have to get you cleaned up." He spoke seriously as he gathered her in his strong arms.
Sanji smiled widely as she didn't fight him and allowed him to care for her. It felt so right holding her in his arms, the only thing that would have made the moment better was having Nami as happy as he was at that moment. To be back with her, given a chance to have and make a future with her- the only other thing that had meaning in his like was cooking and searching for All Blue.
Nami was still in shock. Everything that evening had gone from slow to fast-forward on her. It seemed like years had passed since she walked away from him, then Sanji suddenly shows up before her and kisses her senseless. The breaking of the glass as if in shock and now finding herself in his protective embrace; she could not call on the strength to pull away from him. Not now, maybe never. Allowing him to hold her close, Nami sighed at the pleasant feeling churning inside her after that kiss.
Wiping a tear from her eye with the back of her bandaged hand, Nami tried to think of something to say. His eyes were searching hers for something. But what exactly was unclear to her. She saw worry and deep concern- once again like so many times she saw the love in his eyes like that of Bellemere so many years ago. If Nami hadn't been totally convinced he loved her, she knew then.
"I'm alright." She assured him. "I just couldn't believe it was you…I thought I had…" She was silenced before she could finish anymore by Sanji's lips once more caressing her own.
"We should still get your cuts cleaned. Do you want to head back home?" He asked with a voice that told her he had not fully recovered from the kiss. It was breathy and longing, Nami knew then she wanted more. Breaking away from the deep and burning kiss, Nami made a decision Whatever the future brought them, they could survive it together. Separately they had both survived the unimaginable, but they were stronger together. And that's what she wanted.
Handing him a key attached to a key chain, she couldn't help but blush a little.
"You weren't going to go back to the Going Merry?" He asked with an even greater look of worry in his eyes. To this he didn't get an answer. Deciding to worry about her bruised knees first, he nodded and made his way out of the crowded drinking area with Nami still in his arms.
Once in the room, Sanji noticed it wasn't just his heart that was racing at the moment. Placing Nami on the counter top in the small, yet surprisingly well kept bathroom of the inn portion of the establishment, he began tending her cuts. Like the cuts on her palms, once the glass pieces were removed, all he could do was bandage the cleaned wounds. Finishing the last knot, Sanji was startled to find Nami's hands cupping his face.
Gently Nami made the blonde stand from his kneeling position before her. She wanted to look straight into his eyes. Brushing the ever-present bangs away, Nami looked directly into both of his eyes. Cracking a loving smile at seeing his entire face for the first time, Nami had to kiss him again. Placing a timid kiss to his forehead, she worked her way down to his lips.
Moving to nibble seductively on his ear lobe, Nami decided enough was enough. Whispering into his ears a hushed request, she drew him closer in a tight embrace. Fearing rejection or some sort of heartbreak Nami wasted no time in assuring him of her desires by giving everything she could the most passionate kiss she had ever experienced.
Before he could look at her to see if she was serious or not, Sanji was swept up in that lip lock. Inside the kiss, their battle-seasoned tongues battled a different fight as the heat grew within them. Picking her up, he made his way to the bed on shaky legs.
Throwing everything to the side, it was just the two of them as they found a deeper meaning of love within each other's embrace. Experiencing a new emotional and physical bond as they reached bliss, they crashed down on the bed exhausted. Their sleek and sweat glistening bodies were silhouetted in the moon's light as they laid still basking in the feeling and experience they had just shared.
The still wandering hands of the woman below him and both their racing heartbeats told him that this was not just another of his fantasies. Even after all the nights since he first saw her, dreaming of this moment, nothing even came close to experiencing it fully with her.
Not that the love cook was complaining; had he known that his journey to Niku Island would end this way, he would have borrowed a baby on purpose earlier. However, now was not the time to be joking around. He was serious- she was serious and they were together.
Waking to a delicious ache in several of his joints, and the weight of a head on his chest, Sanji remembered the events that lead him up to this seemingly unattainable moment. He had finally showed her how much he loved her. For being a "love cook" as the crew dubbed him, Sanji had never done anything of this magnitude. He had given himself to her. For her only- forever.
Moreover, she in return had offered him everything she had and was. How he never wanted this morning to end. Tightening his embrace on the sleeping girl in his arms, Sanji sighed and enjoyed the sun's assent into the sky through the window across the room from the bed they still occupied.
He had just begun to imagine their new life and everything that came along with the new step in their relationship, when Nami began to awaken. Kissing her forehead and brushing away the auburn locks that covered her eyes, Sanji waited anxiously for Nami's beautiful orbs to open.
"This isn't going to be a dream with you disappearing if I open my eyes?" She asked with a contented sigh snuggling into his chest.
"I don't think so. You can see for yourself that I never intend to leave your side. Ever." He responded.
"Guys look!" Usopp called from the crow's nest. "Nami AND Sanji are coming back this way." The long nosed man shouted loudly. Waiting for a response from the two other crewmembers and not getting anything, Usopp looked down to see what was wrong.
In the back of the ship Zorro looked to have increased both his weights and his concentration, totally ignoring the loud call Usopp had screamed out. At the front of the ship, their captain had spent the entire morning sitting still depressed and brooding. While mumbling loudly a sting of "Meat… Meat… Meat… I need Meat!" even Usopp could hear up in the crow's nest, he watched Luffy gnawed at a large bone. Sighing Usopp scrambled down from his perch to meet up with the returning pair.
"Oy, Sanji. What are you doing back?" Usopp asked looking at the pair, who were holding hands and walking a little to closely in his opinion. Before the couple, who were both blushing a little as they continued to look at each other, could respond a cloud of dust came running straight towards the cook.
"MEAT!!! I need meat… Sanji! Lunch! Meat!" Came the captain's voice in a desperate tone. Luffy had high tailed it straight towards the cook the moment he realized who was walking aboard. Grapping the collar of Sanji's shirt, Luffy broke down and pleaded for his favorite food.
Sanji and Nami couldn't help but laugh as their captain created such pandemonium. Looking into Sanji's eyes, Nami remembered the moments last night, where they laid together and him whispering everything she needed to hear into her ear. She had never felt happier. Even the few nights they had spent together with the baby, nothing compared.
Giving him a seductive wink and a peck to the lips, she mouthed out the most comforting words he had heard in days. "We're home."
Leaving her cook to deal with the sobbing meat deprived Luffy and confused Usopp, Nami made her way back below deck. Plopping down on her bed she knew that nothing would be the same ever again. Things had seemed to change when they had to play family, however now they were a family. A family with very strange relatives, she mused, but a family none the less.
Sighing she let her head rest on her pillow as she continued to daydream of the last magical twenty-four hours. The cool fabric and familiar surroundings made her all the more anxious to continue on the journey they had decided to take. Looking over to her desk she glanced at the smiling figure in the photo.
'I found him Bellemere. He's been here for a while, but I finally figured out it was him. We're together now- and I'm happy.' She smiled once again. Happy- that was something that she had been searching for- she had never been truly happy, even with the money. It was only now that she figured out what true happiness was.
Curling up in the middle of her bed, Nami ran her hands down to her stomach and pondered what it would be like to become a mother. It wasn't something she wanted to be anytime soon. Their 'temporary' parental stint to Niku Island had been enough make them want to hold off on children. Especially if they wanted the freedom they were accustom to on board the ship. Yet, maybe some day they would be ready to settle down.
Nami drifted off to sleep with the mental image of a little version of them both running around the tangerine grooves. She would be sitting back and relaxing while inside the very home she grew up in a smiling cook worked on supper.
"I'm happy Bellemere. We're both happy."
"Please Sanji! I NEED Meat…"
"What are you doing? I thought you had to stay."
"Meat!"
"Why?"
The blonde cook could only take so much from his annoying crewmates. Luffy, still holding tightly to his collar, Usopp not more than two feet away from them and his Nami had left his side. She slinked away like a fox. 'My fox.' He thought to himself as he too was swept up with memories of each moment of their shared experience. After seeing this, a wider smile branded his face.
"Um… Sanji are you alright." Usopp asked as he quickly pulled off the crying captain, thinking Sanji was choking.
The abrupt halt of the almost choking grasp Luffy had on him caused Sanji to break from his heavenly daydream. Blinking several times, Sanji was brought back to the life he was almost ready to give up.
"I'll explain it in twenty minutes… over an early brunch served with everyone's favorites." He smiled as he dug into his pockets to find his trusty pack of cigarettes. Pulling one out he saw the light go on in Luffy's mind.
"MEAT!" The rubber man screamed happily as he ran off towards the kitchen to watch the cook prepare the meal. A still confused Usopp followed close behind wondering how their cook was able to return to them. Half way to the kitchen the crew's most famous liar had already forgotten his questions as he too wondering what delicious meal the cook was to make.
With a cigarette between his lips, the cook began the task of finding his lighter. While he did this, he began to think of how to answer the barrage of questions that they would both face from their crewmates. Explaining that he really wasn't the father of the baby was the easy part. However, the newest development between the navigator and him would surely be noticed.
After the first puff of his cigarette, he could feel a presence coming up behind him. The heavy boots made a noise as they tapped against the wooden boards of the ship. Sanji knew who it was right away.
"Hey, you found her huh?" The green haired swordsman asked in a serious tone. "So…"
"So?" Sanji replied looking un-intimidated by the buff man looking at him suspiciously.
"Just keep it down…" the swordsman warned, "and use these." He added by throwing a small box over at the cook. "Some of us still want a normal life on this boat. No more little Sanji's or baby talk." Walking back towards the back of the ship, Zoro stopped for a moment.
"You better make her happy… or else you'll have three very pissed men on your hands."
"I will. You don't need to worry about a thing." The cook replied with confidence. "And thanks for understanding… for a lazy ass swordsman, you are a decent guy."
"Shut up and make us lunch you bastard cook." Came the only reply from the swordsman as he returned to his spot for a pre-lunch nap. 'They'll do fine, I think.' Were the last thoughts of the ex-pirate hunter before he drifted off to sleep.
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A/N: So what do you think? Like it? Hate it? Don't care?? Me neither. Well that's a lie. I'm glad it's over for the most part- then I am kind of sad too. I like writing in the One Piece world… well don't count me out just yet- Maybe I'll take up the pen for another OP fic again… not in the near future anyway- I have other fics to finish at the moment. Thanks for reading along with my little crack dream of a fic. A bit fluff at the end- but what romance fic doesn't have fluff? Sanji/Nami forever!
Ja Matta Minasan!