Part V
Confrontation
Roronoa Zoro hungrily bit the bread in his hands. He hadn't eaten anything all day. He watched Nami through the window while he enjoyed the taste of the perfectly freshly baked bread Sanji had just finished. She had been sitting there for hours. First she was just sulking, then she was making grim faces to herself, then she looked like she had fallen asleep on the table in her arms, then she had eaten a bit while smiling to herself first second then looking furious the next. It's unbelievable how much she had amused him and pleasured him the past 24 hours. He enjoyed watching her. She was like an open book when she was sure nobody was looking at her. It was also like that when she was drawing maps, as if she was trying to make the line with a facial expression. Those bright pink lips turning and curling. He couldn't help flinching a bit at the thought.
It was so obvious she was totally freaked out over the previous night. Zoro scowled at the thought. Why did that first night with have to be so full of alcohol. He didn't want to, but as usual the alcohol barely touched him, and she was just irresistible. Scowling again he swore at himself.
I do not have time for her. I do not have time for such a relationship. I'm better off alone.
He hated feeling this but knew only a fool deny his own mind. It had, nonetheless been the most wonderful night of his life. Granted, she was really drunk and it bugged him she couldn't remember it, she just felt so clear minded.
His mind was filled with short flashes reminding him of the night before. He glanced at the galley window again but Nami had left. Probably taking a bath or hiding from him or Sanji. God that was not the way to put it. He did not want to go into the same boat as that stupid cook.
Zoro finished his lunch and shoved the weightlifters aside before rising to his feet. He stretched lazily as if trying to stall what he knew he'd have to do. She clearly wasn't gonna fix stuff. He went inside to look for her. The tension between them was tearing him apart. It disturbed his nap he had wanted all day. He found her at the back of the ship watching Sanji and Ruffy sky diving. He walked slowly towards her while he watched her slender body and her orange hair blowing in the breeze. He felt the urge to touch her but felt it would be better not to startle her.
So she couldn't remember last night? He grimaced. He would make her remember.
He joined her in silence. Nami looked quickly at him a little startled, then calmed down a bit resuming her observance of her friends in the horizon. She looked at her hands trying to find some words.
'Zoro I…'
'Please don't talk,' He growled. She wanted to talk anyway but had to at least pay some respect. Even now he actually had the power over her.
'I know what you will want to say.' He just said. Nothing more. They stood there for a long time in silence. The silence was driving Nami mad. She tightened her grip around the handle on the railing her knuckles getting all white. He reached over them, lightly placing a hand on hers.
'Easy woman.' He said. She looked at his hand on top of hers leeching the warmth from his skin. He noticed her flinching slightly when he withdrew his hand again. 'Calm down.' She turned her head to look at him. His piercing gaze bore into her, dead serious. 'Maybe I was angry before, but that's not so weird. I had just woken up! … and after all… It was only one night.' He scowled and started to walk away again. Nami stood glued to the ground staring into the horizon. Just one night… she was so upset after what had happened and he refer to it as 'only one night'? He hesitated and turned his head halfway looking into the distance.
'Come.'
I want to write more.. i really do. but my stomach is aching for food, haven't eaten anything today at all, just got home from vacation not much in the fridge. Just wanna update before sleeping. next chapter will be long!
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