So… I haven't updated in like 2 days!! Isn't that such a long wait? Yeah I know. So here's chapter 2. Get ready for a serious plot twist and don't forget to review!

Disclaimer: I don't own Piece, but hells yeah I wanna!!

Rating for this chapter: M but NO SMUT YET

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Nami sulked into her and Robin's room, closing the door behind her and flouncing herself onto her bed. Why did I do that? She asked herself, laying on her stomach and covering her face with her hands. He probably hated her now, if he didn't already hate her before.

She peeked through her hands at the porthole through the door. Robin was walking across the deck, toward their room. She jumped up, wiped away the single tear on her cheek, and ran across the room. She barely knocked into her cartography desk as she quickly sat down in her seat and leaned her head down. Her hair covered her face, so Robin wouldn't see she'd almost been crying when she came in.

She doodled on a random sheet of paper as she heard a knock on the door. "You can come in- you should know that by now." The door opened. She looked up through her hair and was surprised to see- Zoro?

"Hey Nami. I'm glad you're not mad."

She looked up, not believing he was right in front of her. It wasn't every day Zoro asked to come into your room. And despite what he had just said, for some odd reason, she wasn't completely furious with him. But there was no way she at all she was happy about it.

"What the fuck do you want Zoro? And what would make you think I'm not mad?" She asked, gritting her teeth, not looking him in the face.

"Well….I …..guess you have a point. But I didn't mean what I said out there. It turns out it was actually-"

"I don't care whoever the hell made you say that Zoro! The fact is you said it. And things like that aren't taken so lightly that it can be all forgotten with a short, modest apology like that. You're wrong if you think I'm falling for it." She said, now giving him her full attention. She suddenly stood up, and this time came in Zoro's face. "I don't care if the word 'nakama' means nothing to you. But for me, it means everything.'" And with that, she pushed past him and left the room, going straight into the kitchen.

Zoro was taken aback. He didn't think she would be so mad. And if he did, he would've imagined her strangling the life out of him until he didn't have any air to apologize. He turned around, watching her figure stomp out the door. He never realized how much she'd changed since they first met. Her red hair had gotten longer and more delicate-looking, her self esteem and personality was at full capacity (although probably not at the moment), and her stick-thin figure was now more proportionate and even –yeah he admitted it- voluptuous. He guessed Ero-cook's food was better than that disturbing merman's seafood feasts, even if he hated to admit that. He didn't bother going after her; after at least a year around Nami, he knew better than to mess with pissed off women. So he instead went to find a comfortable Luffy-free spot on the deck to bask in the sun and enjoy a midday nap to erase all his worries.

Nami meanwhile had burst into a seemingly empty kitchen in tears. She jumped onto the wooden bench and cried. Her sobbing was too loud for her to realize that there was indeed another person in the room. Luffy, who had apparently raided the refrigerator not more than a minute ago when he saw Sanji leave the kitchen, was under the table, having thought Sanji had come to yell at him. He poked his head out, causing Nami to yelp.

"Luffy! When did…sob…you get here?" She sniffled, q. She definitely wasn't a crier, and she hated other people seeing her cry. In fact, the only people who had ever seen her cry was Bellemere and Nojiko. But even for them it was rare to see.

Luffy was silent for a minute. He put his chunk of meat down and sat next to her. "Nami? Why are you crying? Who made you cry? I'll beat the crap out of the bastard!"

"You wouldn't understand, Luffy." She answered, honestly not entirely sure why he was even bothering to comfort her instead of devour his meat. Or why she was having this conversation. She wasn't even sure why or what law of science allowed him to drop the meat in the first place.

"Yes I will. I understand that someone hurt my nakama." Nami looked up. It was almost as if he'd been right there with her and Zoro. "Now tell me what happened."

"Luffy…." She started. She noticed Luffy was actually paying attention, watching her for any sign of an advance in the conversation. "Do you know what a slut is?"

Luffy narrowed his eyes. All of a sudden he looked very, very pissed. "Why? Did someone call you that?"

"Well-"

"What the hell?" He whispered to himself. "WHAT THE HELL?" He bolted up. "Who called you that?"

"No one." She knew what this was leading to. Suddenly Nami was scared. But also confused. Why am I so scared all of a sudden? Am I afraid Zoro will get hurt by Luffy? Or- is is the oter way around?

"Nami! Don't lie to me!" He bellowed, shaking her shoulder.

"It was….Zoro." She said, looking away.

Luffy stopped. "What?"

"It was Zoro. Zoro called me a slut."

It wasn't more than a couple seconds before Luffy was on deck. "ZORO! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!"

Nami sighed. She really didn't want this to happen but she knew once she had told him that it was going to happen anyway. There wasn't any avoiding it- after all it was Luffy. And she didn't know how Zoro would take it. They were nakama, after all, but Luffy would take too seriously and try and fight him over it. She knew it, and she dreaded it. She would hate more than anything for her precious crew –her whole life- to be split up all because of a stupid crush. And Zoro.

Actually now that she thought about it, she wasn't sure, but her feelings were changing. It seemed that they were shifting, but not towards Sanji or anything, but Luffy- out of all people. She knew she could trust him to be there for her, and she could be her Pirate Queen once they found One Piece. And for some reason, she wasn't ashamed. She didn't care if anyone found out she now had a crush on Luffy.

But there was no time to think about it. She could hear Luffy's low growl he made before getting ready to tear the shit out of someone. She may not have really cared for Zoro anymore, but they were still nakama, and she didn't want anyone to get hurt.

Nami ran out of the kitchen just as soon as Zoro appeared from behind a pillar. A pang of fear ran through her as she thought of what was yet to come.