Sex, Tangerines and Chocolate
AN: Hai! It has come! The next chapter is the chapter that Nami sings! Just note the squeamish! I told you the rating would be upped. Don't shy away from this just cause of one bad word! Come on! I promise it will be funny! It really is! Don't believe me? Well then, find out for yourself. Read on!
Chapter Ten: Profanity, thou art Nami!
"When is she gonna get here! Dammit! She's such a slow little thing."
Zoro repositioned himself on the dusty brick staircase he was lying on. So what if people stared? They could step over him right? Besides, he wasn't taking up that much space, just three quarters of the stairs, okay three quarters and a half. She took so long! He liked to do things fast, efficiently, so that he could have more time to sleep. He knew women generally took longer, in everything really. Maybe that's why they lived longer. He watched her pink head bob up and down in the crowd. He had to admit, she really did stand out.
"What an eyesore..."
He muttered to himself, then immediately regretted it. She was an eyesore alright, the good kind though. He closed his eyes waiting as she closed what was left of the large gap between them. He waited for her usual, there you are! Or where were you! His eyes snapped open after a loud silence. Was she mad at him! What had he done?
His body jerked awkwardly as their eyes met. He was so used to seeing a serene, happy look in her eyes. But this! This was unreal! Her eyes emulated such lust and want that he had to snap his eyes away. He never knew a woman could... could... be that horny looking! The ground beneath his feet made a scratching noise as he stood, still averting his gaze. Now that he was up, he wanted to get as far away from her as possible. If he looked into her eyes one more time he swear he'd lose it. It was funny how his feelings had changed in one split second like that. His emotions never usually faltered or steered him wrong. As he tucked his hands in his pockets, getting ready to head back to the ship, he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder which was immediately followed by a hard push that sent him tumbling to the ground.
"W-what the hell!"
His torso began to give off heat as he looked up at the giggling face of Nami. In a flash she had knocked him down, and straddled him. He was still amazed at her strength. What raw power! Had it been generated by lust?
She laughed again, much to his annoyance.
"Stop laughing! G-get off me woman! What do you want anyway?"
Her smiling face turned from amused to serious. The kind of face someone had when they were going to finish something, no matter what. Her mouth curled into a perverted grin.
"Oh nothing really. I just want one thing right now..."
She trailed off. Dammit! Why couldn't women just say what they meant without any mind games?
"Fine! If I do what you want, will you get off me?"
Anything to end this.
"Eventually..."
Great. The games were back on!
"What is that supposed to mean?"
Ming games! Mind games! Mind games!
"Oh nothing..."
Dammit, his head was going to implode!
"Look! Just tell me what you want me to do!"
She looked at him again, biting her nail seductively and swivelling her hips.
"Fuck me."
AN: Ok! Not much to say, except that this story will become a little more adult from now on. Don't worry, no hard-core lemons! Probably just some nice soft limes, and a little more profanity! You can live with that!
Editors note: ... well ... fuck you.
