Inside the venue was extremely busy, there were people working on the runway, interior designers, people testing the music, and lots of tall people with a lean body structure wearing casual but expensive clothes. Luffy felt so out of place, he knew Nami told him to go on ahead, but he actually didn't know where to go. He stood there amazed at everything that was going on. There was a man in a tuxedo with gloves on his hands and a woman with an abnormally large head talking to each other. Before Luffy went over to talk to them he heard Nami call out to him.

"Luffy!" Nami calls his name to get his attention. He whips his head around to see the redhead woman walking up to him. He didn't take notice of her outfit but she wore light-washed bell bottom jeans and sandals that were in the form of low heels. For her top she wore a crop top with clear straps, her hair pushed back with designer shades on top of her head. She looked casual but classy, especially compared to him.

"I don't know where to go," Luffy tells her.

"Follow me." Nami walks past him, guiding him backstage to where the other models were, the way she walked her hips swaying side to side, one foot in front of the other taking long strides.

"You'll be backstage with the other models and stage directors. This is where you'll be put into makeup and hair before the show starts. You'll be in fittings for your outfits. You and Ace look around the same size, if it's too tight or too loose on you please let the tailoring team know right away."

Coming to a stop Nami knocks on the door to the backstage area where models were being fitted and the tailoring team was altering the final looks. She twists the door handle and steps in. Some gasps can be heard from the models out of excitement.

"Hi everyone." Nami greets.

Some models were fangirling over her already. Luffy walks in behind her and people start whispering recognizing him from the articles posted about him and Nami.

" , did your sister tell you we're one model short in our men's section? We can always have a model walk three times, but it'll be a hassle because of the lineup." A pink-haired woman in shades asks.

"Yes Hina, I got the message. I found a replacement for Ace."

The pink-haired woman with long straight hair takes her shades off to eye Luffy up and down. She's the casting director for Grace By Belle, in charge of hiring the models and making sure they fit the criteria for Grace By Belle.

"You brought your boyfriend? How cute. Can he walk? Has he got any experience?"

Both Luffy and Nami's faces got red at her referring to Luffy as her boyfriend. It's not like they were seeing each other or anything. Not yet at least.

"He's not...yes, he can walk. I mentored him."

"Well boss, this is your show, if you're so confident about his capabilities and recommend him I'll have him replace Ace. I was about to call you to let you know I found-"

"I can do it." Luffy cuts her off. He remembered how many bills he had piled up at home and the eviction notice he found under his door once he got home. He also needed to make payments on his credit card so the bank would stop calling him. He also has a baby on the way whom he needs to provide for.

Nami smiles at his confidence, "it's settled. Luffy will walk in my show this week. Send him back to Hatchan to get fitted. I'm going out front."

Nami waves at the models with a smile before she leaves the room. She finds Nojiko speaking with Vander and Chiffon and joins them.

"Ah, Nami, there you are." Chiffon smiles at her boss. "I was just about to come get you."

"What's the matter?" Nami asks.

"Vander and I were discussing re-decorating the stage." Chiffon informs.

"Redecorate? The show is this Friday. It's Tuesday." Nojiko butts in.

"It's not any major alterations ladies. I can get a crew of men to place some flat flower beds with different flowers to make the stage colorful and beautiful. On top of the flower bed, we can place a glass."

"I like that idea, how soon can you get the men here?" Nami asks.

"I'll give them a call right now to get started."

"You just earned yourself a bonus Decken." Chiffon praises him.

"That's not a bad idea at all," Nami turns to the stage, "we can have our entertainment stationed on the glass flower bed and have the models walk in a rectangle motion around them."

"Good thing this stage is wide," Nojiko adds.

"Beautiful, I see the vision." Decken praises. "I hired Soul King and Apoo. They're the two hottest artists out right now."

"Splendid." Nami gives him a thumbs up. "Chiffon, do you have any news for me?"

"Yes, this evening you have an interview with Sky Island media. They want to talk about the upcoming fashion show."

"That's today?!" Nami asks in surprise.

"Yes, it's in three hours. We need to start getting ready to head out."

Nami turns to Nojiko, "can you handle things here? Guest lists, fittings, all that jazz?"

"Got it. While you guys are out, Decken and I will handle the red carpet. Make sure to stay hydrated and don't stress."

Nami noticed what she meant by the last part, "Right, of course. Chiffon let's get going, Sunny should be outside."

"Aunty…" Belle calls out after Nami as she and Chiffon walk away.

"Don't worry Belle, she'll be back," Nojiko reassures her. A light bulb switched on in Nojiko's head. "Wait, Nami, Sunny drove off, remember? Take my car." Nami turned on her heels, Nojiko tossed her keys to Nami.

"Oh yeah, thanks." She catches it.

Nami singles out the car keys and walks to the entrance with Chiffon following behind her. She didn't know how she forgot Sunny and left, was it because she was so used to just meeting him outside, or was it just a small pregnancy symptom.

Nami and Chiffon got inside Nojiko's lilac Rover. Chiffon buckled inside the passenger seat and Nami as the driver. It would take at least forty-five minutes to get to Sky Island Media studio. She was positive they were gonna bring up her and Luffy articles and photos. She didn't know how to answer.

It was too soon to call him a boyfriend, but he was clearly more than that considering the life that's growing inside her. Maybe they can actually date and start something.

Chiffon's phone chimes, she opens her phone and starts smiling, "Aw, Lola sent me photos of her on her honeymoon."

"I'm glad she's enjoying herself." Nami smiles to herself.

"Are you planning on settling down soon? With that guy, what's his name? I'm your assistant and friend, you haven't been filling me in on anything. Nojiko and I saw him coming out of your office a couple of weeks back. Are you guys in a secret relationship?"

"He's Luffy. He's not my boyfriend, but you will see him around often." She gets onto the highway.

"He's a real handsome guy, if he's not your boyfriend then why should I expect to see him so often?"

"I like him...he's my type...and I'm carrying his child."

"...WAHHHHHH?!" Chiffon gasps in excitement.

Nami winces as Chiffon expresses herself aloud. She'd done it again, she's such a hypocrite. First Nojiko, then Sunny, and now Chiffon. They were important people to tell, so could she really be a hypocrite?

"CONGRATULATIONS! This is all so exciting!" Chiffon claps her hands together in excitement. Nami had expected Nojiko to react like Chiffon, but Chiffon had always been like another sister to her.

"Thank you, but you can't say anything just yet. I don't want the public to know anything about this, I want to keep it as secret as possible."

"These lips are sealed."

"After I'm done with the show, we can squeeze in some lunch before your photoshoot for your advertisement." Chiffon checks her phone.

"Can we get lunch after the photoshoot? I don't want to look so bloated for the photoshoot."

"If you're worried about looking bloated on camera imagine the weight you'll gain once you start having those crazy cravings, look at me, I still haven't lost my baby weight." Chiffon chuckles.

"Oh please, you're still gorgeous as ever, Chiffon." Nami rolls her eyes complimenting her friend.

000

At the Zou dome, Luffy stood in the fitting room with a couple of other models trying on and fitting the outfits. It was hectic, the designers were focused on setting everything prop or add on in place and some were taking photos of the outfits. Luffy stood in a T pose while he was being sized up. Some of the models were looking at him, making him uncomfortable. Was it because he'd just join the lineup? Or did the clothes look funny on him? He'd never done this before and was a tad bit nervous.

"All right, listen up, models," Hina gathered the model's attention, "this is the last set of models that are being fitted, as you can see, once they're done you have an hour and a half for lunch before you come back for rehearsals. Don't go too far out of the area."

Once Luffy was done getting fitted, the models were dismissed. He got changed before leaving out of the backroom after what felt like an hour. Nami was gone, nowhere to be seen and he didn't recognize anyone besides the purple-haired woman named Nojiko. He noticed the little girl Belle standing next to her holding her hand.

He takes out his phone to finally answer all the missed phone calls and unread messages. Zoro, Usopp, Sanji, and Jimbe were all trying to contact him, most of them being from Usopp and Sanji.

As he was texting back, he smelled an expensive perfume and looked up from his phone.

"I finally see you again," Nojiko says.

"Uh, yeah, hey." Luffy locks his phone and puts it away.

"So you and Nami aye? Congratulations." She says dryly.

"She told you?"

"Of course, I'm her sister."

"Right...Nami told me that you're Ace's wife...and this is his daughter." He could feel the tension building between them.

"Yeah, he said he knew you, you guys are frat brothers. He asked for your number so you guys can get back in touch."

"It's….." Luffy tells her his phone number and she gives Luffy Ace's number.

"Are you guys on lunch right now?"

"Yeah, we have an hour and a half, but I don't see Nami."

"She had to step out. Why don't you join Belle and me for lunch, Sunny is already on his way. If you're gonna be family I might as well get to know you." Nojiko offers with a soft smile.

"Oh okay. Sure."

000

At Sky Island Media, Nami sat in the chair getting her hair and makeup done. Chiffon was setting out an outfit for her to wear while on air.

"How about white?" Chiffon asks, looking at the dress selection.

"Hold that thought, I have to use the restroom." Nami puts her hands up stopping the hairstylist and makeup artist. She wore the flats and robe given to her. "I'm going to the bathroom. Where is it?"

"This room doesn't have a bathroom, but there's a nearby one down the hall." The hairstylist informs her.

"Thank you. I'll be right back."

Nami leaves her dressing room to find the bathroom that was said to be down the hall. Once she found the bathroom, she used it really quickly and came back. She didn't want to keep the live audience nor the host waiting. After washing her hair she checks her makeup and examines how many small purple rollers were in her hair.

She leaves the bathroom and almost lost her breath seeing Arling with his entourage. How did-

WHY IS HE HERE?!

"What brings you here?" She asks with an attitude, her arms crossed under her bust.

"To do the same thing as you doll, I'm here for my interview."

"You're doing this on purpose aren't you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, now if you excuse me, I need to get pretty for television like you." He smirks at her and walks past her. His entourage snickered at her as they walked past.

Nami goes back to her dressing room, furious! "Chiffon, why is Arlong here?!"

Nami startled Chiffon who was still going through the options of clothes. "What are you talking about?"

"I just talked with Arlong in the halls! He said he has an interview today, please tell me he's not joining me on screen."

"Stay here, I'll go check the board." Chiffon walked past her to go check the schedule board.

Nami sits down nervously in her seat, allowing the makeup artist to take the rollers out and the makeup artists applys some red lipstick. A minute or two later Chiffon comes back with a disappointed look on her face.

"I'm really sorry." Chiffon apologizes.

Poking their head in the ajar door a stage crew member wearing a headset comes in, "You've got seven minutes until we're ready for you."

"Shit." Nami audibly cusses, sighing in defeat.

Nami stood backstage with sweaty palms, the live audience made her nervous. She took a sip of the water and handed Chiffon the bottle.

"Our guest for today's show is none other than fashion diva and runway model Nami Karlsson!" She heard the platinum blonde host named Conis announce. The crowd started cheering.

"3..2...1." The stage crew counts down for Nami to walk on stage.

Nami waves at the audience with a bright smile strutting across the stage in a beautiful white pencil dress with and white strappy mules with some height to them.

The platinum blonde host stands to greet her with a hug. Both women sat down at the same time as the audience settled down.

"It's a pleasure having you on my show Nami, how are you? I heard you have some exciting news." Conis beams at her with a bright smile.

"I'm good. I'm happy to be here and I have exciting news. I'll be hosting a fashion show this Friday at the Zou dome to present my brand new collection called Dressrosa, this will be the first fashion show Graced By Belle has put on in years and I'm so excited."

"I'm excited as well, growing up Graced By Belle was always a favorite brand of mine." Conis shares.

"I'm so thankful for your support. I hope you'll continue to give your support with this next collection."

"Oh, I definitely will! Will you be walking in your own show?" Conis asks.

The crowd cheers, Nami is a fan favorite model, she won model of the year four times in a row and was also crowned as the highest-paid model for the year of two thousand and nineteen.

"I'm actually putting my modeling days behind me. With the passing of my mother I can't juggle both modeling and being CEO of Graced By Belle."

"You're absolutely right and we completely understand. Let's all have a moment of silence for the passing of a Fashion Icon, Belle-mère Karlsson."

The studio went quiet for about forty seconds, "thank you for paying your respect towards the deceased." Conis thanks the audience. "After the death of your mother, how did you bounce back so quickly? You're clearly a strong woman and we all adore you for your admirable strength."

"With the comfort of my dear sister Nojiko, my close friends, and the staff at Grace By Belle, I gained all the strength to continue on strong, I will continue to make my mother proud. Even in death." Nami smiles softly.

"A few weeks ago, you were seen out at dinner with Japanese fashion designer Kozuki Hiyori...Is there anything we can be expecting from the two of you?"

"Hiyori is a good friend of mine and we sat over dinner discussing some things together. She was in town that night and I couldn't miss the opportunity to have a chat with her. I won't say what we discussed, but I will say there is something to look forward to in the future." Nami smiles and bats her eyelashes playfully.

The audience starts cheering on the exciting news.

"Ooo, I smell something juicy! Alright, folks, we'll be back after a commercial break with a guest, Sir Arlong."

The audience goes crazy. Especially the women. The camera cuts, Conis looks over her notes while her glam squad touches up her make-up. Nami can feel herself starting to cramp up on the couch, it was probably the baby. She couldn't and didn't want to take any risk of taking medication to harm the baby.

"We have a minute till we're back on!" The stage director announces.

Chiffon walks over with the water bottle from earlier and sits next to Nami on the chair.

"You're doing wonderful, you look so gorgeous on camera, what's wrong?" Chiffon asks out of concern.

"I'm starting. To cramp." Nami winces.

"Here drink some water, I'll see if I can find a heating pad somewhere."

Chiffon leaves the water bottle with Nami and goes to venture off in order to find a heating pad to soothe her cramps. Nami's make-up artist came out and did a few touch-ups in the last few seconds.

"And we're starting at 3...2….1.." The director announces.

"Welcome back to Sky Talk, I'm your host Conis and I'm joined by the beautiful Nami Karlsson." The audience cheers. "Our next guest who'll be joining us is the most dashing and charming CEO of Arlong Park, please welcome Sir Arlong."

The audience claps as Arlong walks out on stage and shares a firm handshake with Conis before sitting down next to Nami. Nami crosses her leg at the ankles and rests her hands in her lap, faking a smile.

"How are you today Arlong? Nice to have you here." Conis asks him.

"Thank you, Conis. I've been good."

"Are you excited for the upcoming fashion show this week?"

"Yes, I wished I was attending this week, but I haven't received my invitation."

The crowd was awed in disappointment.

"Really? There were photos of you two entering the Baratie days after the passing of Belle-mère Karlsson, people assumed her death would've brought you two closer after being ex-lovers."

"No, it was just business. Strictly business." Nami announces.

"Tell that to all the Narlong shippers out there, they were busy on Vegagram after the photos were published." Conis chuckles.

A few audience members sighed in disappointment as they were fond of the two dating back in the day.

"It seems you have gotten over Arlong here, you were spotted twice with a new man after many years of being single. Who is this dashing man that you keep at your side?"

The audience and even Conis hold their breath waiting for her to answer.

Nami smiles, then looks at the camera "he knows who he is."

Arlong got angry, but he kept his composure. He knew exactly who she was talking about.

"I'm hurt, I thought I would win your heart again. You'll always be my first love, you know that right?" Arlong looks at her with apologetic eyes.

The audience was awed in adoration at their exchange. Conis clasped her hands together.

"I think we're running out of time here, everyone. Thanks for tuning in to Sky Talk, you can watch the Graced By Belle fashion show right here on channel one hundred where we'll be broadcasting live at seven pm central time. I'm Conis and you have a wingful day!"

A/N:

I really want you guys to get the image of Grace By Belle fashion shows, it's is supposed to be like the Victoria secret fashion shows, big and colorful. The sky talk is basically the Ellen show and Vegagram (vegapunk) is a play on Instagram, I didn't want to use Kumagram in this story. Happy ready