Oh my gosh! I completely forgot what day it was! X.x I'm so lost on my days its insane! I had my birthday on Tuesday and this whole week has been people hanging out for celebrating, school started up and I have 2 accelerated classes, and work has been crazy! Phew! Thank goodness it's the weekend!

This story is a Cavendish X Nami oneshot requested lindianalestari! Did I spell that right…..? I hope so! Anywho~ I hope you like it and that it is up to your expectations! Again I haven't delt with Cavendish much, but I found a picture that suddenly made this idea pop into my head. BTW if you want to see the pic, just look up Cavendish One Piece fan art and look for a pic of him and Bartholomew in a white shirt and black pant combo, with Cavendish's hair in a pony…..3 I am falling in love with the look.

The next story is a Law X Tashigi Lemon requested by my good friend Gakuto! I'm glad I finally got to yours after all this time! Thankfully you gave me a lot of help for the story so it shouldn't be too hard to write at all! Look forward to it!

There are only 11 more stories after this! And I figured out that I need 14 more stories after all these to reach 100. Any ideas on what special thing to do?

Enjoy~

After leaving Dressrosa the Straw Hat crew stumbled upon another town. It seemed to be an entertainment district. With many bars and restaurants around, actors doing plays, singers giving melodies, and many people in an assortment of outfits.

"Woah!" Luffy shouted loudly, eyes sparkling in excitement at the look of the town that seemed to hold so much fun.

The rest of the crew were as impressed with the town. After what happened in Dressrosa, it was nice to think they may be able to relax and have fun. Luffy looked over at Nami who was usually in charge of their expeditions into new places, his eyes were begging her to allow him to go off and have fun.

She pushed a hand on her hip, pushing her other one out while she sighed and gave into her captains puppy eyes. She gave a small smile. "Fine! Just don't do anything reckless. Sanji, will you keep a watch on him?"

"Anything for you Nami-swan!~" Sanji said with a smile, happy she was asking a favor for him. The moment Nami turned her head to look over the town again Sanji turned a harsh glare on Luffy that said not to get crazy or something bad will happen to him.

The group scattered in many different places, leaving the girls on their own standing there in the middle of town. They figured they could get a little girl time with one another and actually relax. It was nice having another female on the ship after all.

"This is a nice place." Robin hummed, crossing one arm under her chest and touching a silk skirt with the other as she passed by the stall. The dancers who were wearing the product as an example were putting on a performance to entrance people in.

"Stop!"

A small scream caught their attentions, stopping Nami and Robin from looking at the rest of the clothing. They looked around in curiosity and found no one was glancing in any direction or even stopping. Maybe they were hearing things.

"Stop! Please!"

They know they didn't make up that one as well. They walked towards the voice and spotted a young woman holding her arms in front of her with her fingers laced together in a begging plea.

"Please! Don't leave! We're too busy today!" The young woman seemed to be trying to keep the four workers to stay. They had their uniforms undone and messy, showing their frustration from whatever had gone on in there.

"We're tired of working this shift! If you're so desperate find someone else!" The lead male shouted before turning on his heel with his chin in the air.

The group walked off, ignoring her eyes that were watering in the corners. She looked like she was going to break down and cry, but instead she took a deep breath in and ran her arm across her face, stopping the water from leaking. She stopped her foot down and let that breath out, gaining her composure once more. It really struck a cord within the two women who admired her for her strength to not give in.

"What am I going to do now? There's far too much to do on my own." She thought aloud, putting her hand to her chin and thinking. Her eyes glanced back towards the door that lead to the massive crowd that was inside enjoying themselves.

"Would you like some help?" Nami asked, pulling Robin forward with her towards the restaurant.

The girl looked over with shining eyes before she even looked at who had spoken to her. When she spotted the two women her eyes seemed to gleam even more. Before Nami and Robin could react the woman had reached out and grabbed either of their hands, thankfulness apparent on her face. "Please! You two will be perfect!"

She quickly rushed them into the restaurant changing room, and threw some clothes at them before she took off once more by someone calling out to her. Nami and Robin stared at each other a moment before shrugging and going with the flow. Obviously she was desperate enough to hire two random people.

"You sure you want to do this?" Robin asked, glancing at her friend while she slipped off her clothing.

"Hey, more money in my pocket." Nami said, her eyes shining with money in mind.

"Zip me up?" Robin asked, pulling her hair to the side to show her back to Nami.

The outfits seemed to be maid outfits, fitting the restaurant theme when they thought about it. The girl was wearing a different variation, and the men from before all had a different outfit as well. Robin's was more on the classic side with slightly ballooned sleeves, frilly chest area that had to be left undone, a small apron on her front, and the dress that cut off to her knees. She had on black pantyhose and black heels that accentuated her long lean legs. Nami zipped up the back and noticed that the front frill was white and it seemed her black part had two straps over her shoulders as if were an add on to a shirt.

Nami's on the other hand tied around her neck and left her entire back open, cutting off just under the dip of her back to where the skirt was ruffled and cut off mid-thigh. There was a white cover up on the top of the chest part that seemed to dip in the middle to show her cleavage, and decoration buttons ran down the from of the dress to her abdomen. A small apron was used as a belt to line her dress and the top of the back of the skirt. She had two thigh high, white socks that had black bows at the top and black lace heels that hit her ankles.

"These are actually cute." Nami said, fixing her hair real fast.

"Oh~ I knew they'd fit you!" The woman squealed, suddenly appearing inside the room. "Now come on, it's getting busy again!"

They were rushed out faster than they thought possible and were thrown into the middle of the restaurant where all the customers stares began to ogle them. The women in the restaurant gave them glares since their partners were now looking at other women, but there wasn't anything they could do.

"May I take your order sir?" Nami asked, leaning forward with a smile on her face. It was obvious the man was taking an eyeful of her chest, but heck, the better the service, the better the money, right?

Order after order Robin and Nami were taking, quickly rushing back and forth between the tables, to the kitchen, to the counter where the drinks were. It was pretty easy compared to what the ex-members complained about, after all this was nothing compared to what they've had to do before. And for the most part they could avoid the wandering hands of the men who tried to reach out for them and get a feel.

"Wow! You two are great!" The manager said (woman from before), but her face went into a wince as she looked at the door. More and more customers were arriving at the door, showing the popularity the two of them were gathering. Seems word had spread around the town and they wanted to see the two bombshells. "But I think we're going to need more workers….."

"We'll do the best we can," Nami told her, knowing they weren't getting these done fast enough to allow others in, but it's not like they can be in two places at once.

"What is the hold up here?" Cavendish asked, pushing past the crowd that was gathering at the door and glaring at those who were shouting at him. It shut them up and allowed him to pass, but as he looked around the restaurant, he found exactly what was making it so popular.

"Oh~ It's Robin-san and Nami-san!" Bartholomew squeal like a fan girl, his cheeks pink and a happy grin upon his face. "Look at them! SO beautiful!" He was like a child looking at superheroes as he watched them work.

"Shut up," Cavendish told him, his elbow ramming into his side and knocking the air out of him.

"Oh ho~ Look at you~" A drunk man sang, spotting Nami as she came over to set the plates down. "Why don't I get a special treat for leaving a big tip?"

Nami forced a smile onto her face as his hand grabbed the back of her thigh. She forced his hand to let her go, eyebrow twitching at his drunken smile. "I'm sorry, this is not that kind of restaurant. If you would like that, please find it elsewhere."

"Hey hey! That's no way to treat a customer!" He shouted, he didn't give Nami a chance to walk away as his arm reached out and wrapped around her waist, nearly making her drop the rest of the plates for the table she was at. He pulled her onto his lap, breathing his musty, foul, alcohol filled breath across her face. He leaned forward and nipped at her bare skin lightly on her back, making her quake in irritation and disgust.

"Let me go!" She grumbled to him, trying not to make a scene as she struggled against his tight hold.

"No way~ You're mine now~" He sang happily, making her feel even more disgusted.

Suddenly Nami was pulled through the air and a loud thwack was heard. The drunk man fell backwards onto the floor with his chair, a red line forming on his face. As Nami kept her gaze on the man suddenly a sword was in his face, pointing at his nose.

"I believe she said 'No'."

Nami glanced up at the blonde with bright blue eyes, recognizing him from Dressrosa. "Cavendish?" He glanced at her and smiled, giving her a wink to make her feel proud he was protecting her.

"Shut up buddy! It's her job!" The man argued, but clamped his mouth shut and gulped as Cavendish pushed the sword closer.

He turned his head and leaned down, placing a hot kiss on Nami's back where the man touched before. "I don't think you understand." He turned a glare on the man while standing up a little straighter. He grasped Nami's face with his arm that was around her and turned her face to him completely. His face was mere inches from her, but his glaring eyes were on the man. "She's not someone the likes of you can touch."

"Nami-san! Are you okay?" Bartholomew asked, quickly doing a check over on her while Cavendish made the man stand and run out, leaving the 'large tip' as he said before. "You two look beautiful!"

"Hey! What's going on…..Oh my gosh!" The managers eyes went from worried to awestruck as she locked her gaze onto the looks of Cavendish, falling for him instantly. "Are these your friends?!" Cavendish's brows furrowed and he opened his mouth. "Good! They can help!"

Once again she swooped two people to the changing room and threw some clothes, surprising the two men, but making Nami and Robin laugh at their faces.

"I guess we got more help." Nami said, picking up her tablet and going back to work. She shouldn't let that slow her down now while she was on a roll.

"Hey! Why do we have to help?" Cavendish argued, stepping out of the changing room with Bartholomew who was still glowing.

"I get to help Nami-san and Robin-san!" He cooed, flowers flying out of him in joy.

"Shut up!" Cavendish yelled, smacking him in the chest and having him double over.

Cavendish wore a white frilly shirt that was much like his original, but was only opened up a little way aside from all the way down. He had a vest over his front that seemed to tie link around his neck and waist. He word black pants and nice polished shoes. Bartholomew on the other hand had no sleeved vest on that was unbuttoned and a white button up shirt that wasn't tucked in. His black pants were baggy and his black boots were tied over them. It seemed to fit both of them in their personalities. They should be scared of the managers way of providing just the right clothes for them all.

Cavendish though arguing against it, instantly set out to the tables, proud of the women who were now staring at him in love struck awe. The crowd grew even larger as women joined in, hearing the news of two new waiters at the restaurant who were very good looking. It stroked his pride and made him work faster with every new woman who came in and praised him on his good looks, while Bartholomew was just proud to work along side the two famous women of his admired Straw Hat crew.

"Ah!" Cavendish shouted, getting his hair into some of the food and drink again. The woman didn't seemed to mind, she was more focused on his face than anything else, but the idea of food and alcohol getting into his golden hair made him furious. "Stupid….!"

Nami grabbed Cavendish's arm and pulled him away from the table, the women following him with their eyes. "Calm yourself down." Nami instructed, turning him around to face away from her.

"What're….!" Cavendish stopped as Nami reached her hands forward in front of him and cupped his hair. She gently pulled it back and up till it was gathered together on the back of his head. The swirls loosely fell apart until they gently bounced behind his shoulders. A high ponytail seemed to help solve the problem since the end of his hair wouldn't be able to drape over his shoulder far enough to reach the food. "This is…?"

"It's thanks for earlier." She said, clapping her hands across one another to look at her work. "Don't worry, if anything it makes it suits your looks in that outfit more." She squinted her eyes as he turned around and she reached out towards him face, making him flinch slightly but her fingers gently brushed across his forehead, pushing his bangs slightly to the side to open up his eyes more and make him seem more manly. "There, handsome!"

Cavendish felt his cheeks grow warm, but thankfully Nami didn't notice because the kitchen staff shouted her order was ready, making her dash off away from him. He covered his face with one hand and tried to compose himself. Why did her calling him handsome make him feel so ecstatic and yet embarrassed at the same time?

The work load became less and less as customers got their fill and left and soon they were at the end of the crowd, letting them finish up their meals. They were becoming hungry themselves from all the work.

"Ugh! No one's made me work this much before!" Cavendish complained, sitting back onto a chair and crossing his legs in tiredness.

"Then it's good for you," Nami told him, giving a flick to his forehead.

Bartholomew flinched in preparation for the shout Cavendish was going to give her for making a mark on his face, but nothing came, confusing the man with the green hair. He stared at Cavendish who was pouting and looking away from Nami, but he couldn't hide the pink cheeks from Bartholomew, making him blink in shock and then smile mischievously.

"There you are!" Luffy shouted, the door slamming open as the crew walked in.

"Of course you show up." Nami sighs, leaning her head back in irritation.

"Nami-swan! Robin-chwan!" Sanji sang, happily taking in an eyeful of both of them in their outfits. He was having a fantasy all of his own of the two women serving him as his own personal maids while Nami and Robin ignored him and watched the rest of them pull tables closer.

Luffy shouted towards the kitchen staff to bring everything out to him on the menu, making them look at him in horror, but going along with it since no one was arguing against him. Soon everyone had something to eat.

"This is coming out of your own money," Nami said, putting her nose in the air. She wasn't going to let Luffy waste all of the money she worked for today.

"Awwww!" Luffy cried, realizing his mistake before he ordered all the food that was already being inhaled inside of him.

But soon the manager had to kick the straw hat crew out to allow them to close up the restaurant. She promised to pay them more if they helped closed up and Nami wasn't ever going to argue against money. Her and Robin quickly wiped tables and swept as the guys helped clean dishes, put things away and started to put the chairs up on the tables.

Cavendish shook his head at Bartholomew who was getting helped by Robin, listening to him fumble over his words and fawn over her like she was a celebrity. He spotted Nami leaned over the bar with her feet off the ground while she reached for something.

"It's not good to steal when you're getting paid already." He said, startling her. But as she jumped and her feet hit the floor he realized it wasn't money she was going after but a glass and a bottle of alcohol.

She looked at him with a raised eyebrow and poured a small glass. "I'm not that shallow." She said, though she knew internally she probably was. But, she wasn't going to still. She placed her palms on the bar behind her and pushed off the ground, trying to jump onto the bar to sit, but these new heels had been rubbing a blister onto the back of her foot and made her wince and not make it.

Cavendish noticed the wince and watched as she lifted one of her feet lightly to take the pressure off of the blister. He momentarily stopped from lifting the bar stools onto the counter and walked over to her closer. He wrapped and arm behind her and lifted her up gently, surprising her by his strength and his chivalry. He set her down onto the counter and slid his hand down her leg, gently taking off the heel and letting it drop to the floor.

"That's a nasty blister," He said examining it.

"The pains of being beautiful." She sighed, looking at how bad it was herself. It was red and swollen, and the skin on the back of her foot as enlarge with the oil beneath it that tried to prevent the friction.

"Stay there," He commanded her, letting her foot drop as he walked away.

Nami shrugged her shoulders and lifted her cup of alcohol, sipping from it lightly and leaning back on her hands. She took a deep breath in, finally getting a breather from the busy day and feeling the hot liquid relax her muscles slowly. Her eyes snapped open again when she felt someone grab her ankle again. She tilted her head back forward and saw Cavendish sitting on a bar stool he pulled over with a small kit next to him. He pulled a small spray from there and sprayed it over her heel, making it sting. She tried to jerk her foot back, but he held it firmly. Next he put a gel on that sent a cool relief through the blister and a small tingling sensation. Finally a bandage over the blister and then he cut off a small part of sticky bandage to wrap around her ankle and under her foot to hold the band aid in place. Once he was done with that one he went to her other foot, sliding off the heel and giving that foot the same treatment.

"They were just blisters." She told him, taking another sip. It wasn't like she wasn't used to it from all the heels she wore.

He finished putting away the kit behind the bar standing next to her. He glanced over at her, his bright blue eyes boring into her own. "Even if beauty if pain, a woman should never unattend a wound. It's better to take care of yourself than let yourself be torn apart slowly by beauty." His eyes were serious and seemed to have knowledge in the aspect.

"Who cares?" She shrugged, ripping her eyes away from him and taking another sip of the strong alcohol. She could feel her cheeks burning, but she wasn't going to let him know it wasn't because of the alcohol. Maybe she had made a mistake by pulling his hair away from his face. His face was definitely more masculine than people thought. Without his hair framing his face you could see his slightly firm jawline, and his eyes were bright and knowing while he looked at her. It made her heart race.

He turned to the side so he was facing her and reached his hand out to cup her foot. Slowly his fingers trailed up her foot as he moved around it and placed himself directly in front of her. His took a step closer to her, walking slowly towards her until his feet his the bar, his fingers trailed up her leg, feeling the smooth texture and sending a shiver down her spine. His hand rest on her thigh, barely brushing against the end of her dress.

"What if I said I care?" He whispered, staring into her with those bright blue orbs again.

She felt her breath escape her from the sheer intensity of his gaze. Her fingers twitched and hit the glass that was nestled in her hand on the bar. The glass slid towards the edge and nearly went over. Her gaze nearly broke to look at it and try to save it, but Cavendish was quicker as the hand that was on her thigh reached out and caught it. He smirked at her and sipped from her glass, finishing the rest of it in one gulp.

"Nervous?" He teased, watching the pink on her cheeks grow darker.

"No!" She argued, brows furrowing and she turned her head away from him in irritation. How could she let him tease her like that?! It was definitely the alcohol making her act like this!

"Oh really?" He said with a chuckle. He set the glass down behind her and leaned on his hand while placing it by her hip. He leaned forward, making her turn her head in surprise by his proximity. "What about now?" He whispered in a deeper voice, his warm breath wafting over her.

It wasn't like the drunk man's from before. This one made a deep shiver run down her spine. She clamped her eyes shut and tried to scoot back away from him. No! She wasn't going to let him capture her that easily! But he wasn't allowing her to move away when his hand lifted from the bar and placed itself in the small of her back. The feel of his cool hand on her hot skin made her suck in a gasp, making him smirk even more. She couldn't stop herself from letting out a shaky breath while he leaned in closer to her.

His lips barely brushed against hers before she was leaning into him and connecting them completely. He pushed against her as she sat on the counter and her arms went around his neck. Who the hell was she kidding? It wasn't the alcohol making her feel like this… His hot lips seemed to melt into hers while he moved between her lips, moving them how he wanted them to.

"See?" He said, pulling away from her with a wet smacking sound. "Someone cares."

Someone cleared their throat, making Nami jump and remove her hands that she realized had tangled themselves into his ponytail. The manager stood there with a smile on her face waving four packets filled with money.

Nami fixed herself up when she realized Robin was holding her hand over Bartholomew's mouth, keeping him from shouting at Cavendish the hold time to get away from her. A small smile was on Robin's face while she looked at the flustered Nami, watching it plain as day.

"Thank you for your help today. It was great! We did better today than we ever have!" The manager congratulated. "Please, if you're ever in town again, come by and help again!"

They were ushered out quickly and told they could keep the outfits while they carried their original ones. Robin dragged Bartholomew off towards Luffy and the rest of the crew, distracting him with his favorite captain. She gave a small wave to Nami telling her she would kill time.

"Well, we are in an alliance with your captain." Cavendish stated, making her look at him again while he smiled. "I'm sure we'll see each other again." He cupped her chinned and lifted her face so he could place a small kiss upon her lips again. "Try to keep yourself from any wounds until I return." He told her before walking off towards the group and dragging the green haired fan boy away. He gave a fairwell wave to them and left Nami blushing as bright as a cherry.