Sex, Tangerines and Chocolate

AN: Hi you guys! Sorry I haven't been updating!... I've been really busy. Were you guys going crazy waiting for the next chappie?... I hope not. It's my policy to never have a break from a chapter for more than a week!... I know how annoying it is to wait so long. Anyhow...a few notes... then we'll begin! Firstly I visited your site Vulpix-san!... Great stuff! Love your fan art!... You know what?... I agree with every alternate pairing you like!... And I love the kawaii little picture of you with the adorable Vulpix get up... so cute!... Secondly...I will probably be adding a lemon, but extremely light, knowing me, by the time I get to that point, I'll chicken out and just write a very nice, very tasteful lime. The truth is...I don't want some stupid hentai reading my fanfic for only that reason!... AKA: only looking at it cause it said "possible lemon", that's pretty low. I think you have to respect the writer, and at least see what the story is about... anyways... I've been rambling...read on!

Chapter Six: Of Pillows and Principles

Days on the going merry seemed to come to a stand still. The past week and a half had been uneventful, and frankly everyone was just plain bored.

"I'm bored!" Cried an impatient Luffy, from his favorite spot under the ships head.

"Were all bored for the fifty-second consecutive time!" Zoro was becoming impatient. Hot and impatient. He hated to admit it, but a week and a half without seeing Nami, had reduced him to an irritable, and extremely horny swordsman. Man! It was embarrassing! He had handled his sexual "needs" well throughout his life, but this...this was on an entirely different level. When had his so-called imagination become so... so... graphic? All he could do was pretend to sleep, which he wasn't getting much of these days, and think of her. Her in less than appropriate... positions... with less than a reasonable amount of...clothing on. Last night had been... well... how to word it?... Something he wanted to do again...and again, three times wouldn't hurt. Okay... he admitted to himself. The previous night was the closest he had ever been to Nami. Then again he had never seen her so vulnerable...so scared. He couldn't make sense of all of it. A swordsman's knowledge could only stretch as far as he would let it. Anything beyond the realm of swordplay, and any sword related know how was as far as his mind would let him stray.

"When did I ever think this...would actually work?...Zoro you're an idiot!" Great... he was arguing with himself... Mumbling, but still arguing none the less.

"Zoro!"

"Huh… what?"

He had failed to notice a shadow fall over his current sleeping spot, a tall, leggy, extremely curvy shadow. He looked up. Only to come face to face with the person he had been daydreaming about. And to make matters worse, he could see right up her skirt from were he was sitting.

"Did you do that on purpose?"

"Huh?" she looked confused.

"Did you wear that thing that's supposedly a skirt... and just happen to slip on MY favorite pair of your panties today... just for fun?... Just to make me suffer?"

She smirked. This was so much fun, teasing him. Which apparently was extremely easy, when you were Nami that is. She could tell he was slowly losing a battle with that little thing he would never admit to having...a sex drive.

"Well...sounds like some one..." she leaned down until she was eye level with him "...has an overactive libido"

He scowled, and started to blush furiously.

"Don't lump me in with your love cook woman." Damn, this was embarrassing.

"Yeah, yeah." She gave an exasperated sigh as she stood making her way to the other side of the ship, swinging her hips a little more than usual.

"Damn." It was going to be a long day.

The rest of the day was a blur to him. An annoying, uncomfortable blur. The only reason he had even bothered to remove himself from the solitude of his currently favorite "sleeping spot", was because Nami had called a crew meeting in her room. Something about an upcoming island.

"So...everyone here?" She sounded like a patient mother.

"Nobody needs to pee?... Like last time?"

"Noooooooooooo Nami." And they, supposedly, were the children... Well, at least that's what it sounded like.

"Okay!... We'll begin then!" She began by rolling out a large, dusty map that looked like it had seen better days, and started to talk about their current coordinates, longitude, latitude, something. Everyone stared, pretending to be interested, and pretending to understand.

"... So if we bypass these islands we should be able to..." She stopped mid sentence.

Everyone suddenly perked up, they didn't want to be made the fool, especially by Nami. She was particularly could at undermining...anyone she wanted to.

"...And this is going right over your heads so I might as well just get on with it and stop rambling to a deaf audience...right?" She was dead on.

Everyone nodded in unison, pleased that she understood, but a little sympathetic and ashamed that no one could communicate with Nami on her level of intelligence. She had always been the smart one, the logical thinker, the...well...girl. She usually knew everything, about everybody on the ship. What they were doing, and even, sometimes, what they were thinking.

"Alright...the only reason I called all of you here is to tell you that were approaching an island, so be ready to dock." She said, rolling up the old map, placing it in her desk with the others.

"Wow! An island! An island!... Do you think they'll have meat!" Luffy was so simple minded sometimes, it scared her.

"What kind of island Nami-swan?" The cook half sighed rubbing his head into her pillow from his sitting position on her bed.

"Oh, just a little... Sanji, stop smelling my pillow!" Her voice was shrill as she flung her shoe, connecting it with his forehead.

"As I was saying, it's a small island... but it's one of my favourites! It's night clubs and restaurants are world renowned!"

She looked extremely excited, giggling and swinging back in her chair happily. Zoro grunted.

"Since when are you a party animal?"

Nami looked at him in a surprised fashion.

"Well...I'm surprised you couldn't tell by my drinking..."

"Whatever...you can hold your booze...that doesn't mean anything"

She continued, ignoring him "Ya, I used to be a big partier! Still am, when I get the chance!... I even used to sing and perform at clubs!... It was tons of fun!"

"You used to sing Nami-swan!" Sanji asked, still clutching her pillow. He looked captivated.

"Yeah... and I will if I get the chance!... I'll sing a song for you Sanji-kun!" All Sanji could do from toppling over in sheer joy was to smile and nod furiously. The thought of Nami singing, to him no less, was a dream come true.

Luffy and Usopp stood, making their way up the stairs, followed by chopper, who were all chanting happily.

"Gonna sing, gonna dance! Gonna sing, gonna dance!"

Only Sanji, Nami, and Zoro remained. The tension in the air wasn't exactly "pleasant". There had always been something between them. But it changed entirely when they were all in the same room together. It was an electricity, and felt very unsettling. Zoro was the first to leave. As he made his way up the stairs, Nami's voice stopped him.

"Tell the others we'll be docking in three hours. Oh and Zoro? About that comment?... The one involving me and my alcohol consumption? Just let me remind you who whooped your ass at shots the other night bucko!... Remember?"

He smirked. She was so cute when she was angry.

"...Ya, I remember...But I think you should be more concerned about the state of that sandal you threw at love cook over there."

Nami whipped around. Sanji had began to nuzzle both her pillow and sandal.

"Dammit Sanji! Leave my stuff alone! Or at least find a room for the three of you!... You know what, I can't believe you!... You're-"

He didn't need to hear anymore. He was almost certain that the "cook" was going to be on the receiving end of another severe beating.

"That guy never learns."

AN: Yaysies! Another chapter done! Did you like it? I hope you did! I can't wait till the next one... When Zoro and Nami get trapped-... Oh! I've said too much! You guys will have to wait! But don't worry! It won't take long!... Oh and yes! I will make Nami sing...and dance! I have a beautiful song in mind but you guys can help me out! Give me requests and recommendations! The song should preferably be an upbeat, clubby track...cause I loves dancing!

Editors note: I like to dance as well. I've even written, co-produced and co-starred in my Broadway musical entitled: Cats the Parody.