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Life sucks then you get Married
Chapter 6 To fit the Bill
I woke up to nothing.
And I do mean nothing.
I opened my eyes to a dim light glowing in a dark room with Robin at my side.
There she sat in all her glory. Jet black hair perfectly combed, narrow cat eyes, long limbs a tangle amongst themselves, and her long white jacket casually tossed over her frame.
Don't get me wrong, Robin's just fine but dare I say…I expected something greater.
Better.
Familiar.
I sighed and rubbed my eyes.
What can I do but accept it?
I heard shuffling beside me before Robin's soft voice entered my ears. "Oh, you're awake Miss Nami?" She got up from her seat by the bed.
I sighed heavily and sat up in bed, watching groggily as the sheets pooled at my waist. "Mhn…just Nami…" I mumbled sleepily.
It was sort of weird having her calling me Miss Nami.
I peered at her through blearily eyes, barley making out the shapes in the room.
"Okay Nami." I heard her move swiftly before she turned on the light above the bed then sat back down. "There's a few things I think you should know." She began immediately.
She's relentless isn't she?
I sighed and leaned back against the headboard. "Like?" I watched her out of the corner of my eye. She sat in the bedroom loveseat; one leg swung casually over the other, one arm propped up on the chair arm the other tucked under her chin.
She looked so casual.
Confident.
Yet immensely uneasy.
She closed her eyes and sighed softly, her lips parting for a split second before her tongue darted out and licked her lips. "Sanji is not here at the moment so now is the perfect time to inform you of….things."
She looked so freaking nervous it was starting to make me nervous.
I raised an eyebrow.
I knew this was too good to be true.
"Go on." I mumbled, my eyes turning into slits.
"Right now he's in a meeting with your father and his."
"Alright." I really don't care.
Spit it out already.
"Nami he is a…womanizer of sorts." I knew he was too hot to not be.
No big surprise there.
"But apparently he has changed."
Excuse me?
"He apparently wants to-" She did the whole air quotes thing. "Settle down. Have kids. Make a family."
"Okay?" I wasn't getting the picture.
"He wants to make a life with you Nami. A life. The whole 'till death do us part bit. He's serious about this and apparently he thinks you're the one."
"The one?" What the hell did that mean?
"The one that can make him happy. That can be the perfect wife. The mother to his children." She tilted her head. "Granted I will be here to help you with all of that but…" Her dark eyes bore into mine. "Can you do it? Can you be the perfect wife? Can you give up your best friends for the sake of security in life?"
"What do you mean?" My voice was soft. Almost unspoken.
"He's not going to sign a pre-nub. What's his is yours and what's yours is his."
I blanched.
This was madness.
Absolutely mad.
I just met the man and he trusts me?
He really believes I'm 'The One'?
"Apparently you're father's been talking you up for some time now. And you fit the bill he made."
I closed my eyes.
"What do you mean give up my friends? Zoro? Luffy?"
"Yes. You will lose all contact with them." She stood up slowly. "Oh, but you can see Usopp."
Oh hell no.
This was not happening.
Not now.
Not ever.
I growled in the back of my throat. "That does not make me feel better!" I tossed the blankets off my frame and stood up. "This is mad. I don't want this. Not at all!"
"Nami!" She grabbed my shoulder. "I didn't tell you this to ruin your marriage to be." Her eyes looked genuinely worried.
"Oh? Could have fooled me." I spat.
"Yes well, I told you because I thought you ought to know what is expected of you."
"Well fine! I can't fulfill what is expected so forget it!" I pushed her hand off my shoulder and stalked down the hall and into the living room. "This is stupid! I can't be a wife-I thought all he wanted was some trophy girl-arm candy! That I can do."
Just then the doorbell rang.
I turned and glared daggers at the foyer.
"I got it." Robin sighed as she hurried down the hall and opened the door. "And you are?" I heard her voice as I sank down into the cushions.
Just then I head the familiar sound of my best friend's deep voice. "Zoro. Nami's here right?"
"I'm sorry but you are not-"
"ZORO!" I was in desperate need of a best friend's shoulder.
"Nami?"
"Come in please!" I leaned over the couch and watched as he brushed past Robin and walked right up to me.
He looked amazing.
In a simple white v-neck and worn blue jeans paired with black work boots, his messy green hair half hidden in his black bandanna and his dark eyes filled with worry. Apparently I looked like a complete and total wreak because he immediately understood the situation.
"What's wrong?" He asked and sat beside me, opening his arms for me to fall into.
"This is all wrong! I can't do it!" I screamed into his warm chest.
Vaguely I saw Robin's form slink off to the kitchen.
But she was of no interest to me.
Not when Zoro was right here.
"Can't do what?" He asked.
"Marry! He wants kids! A life!" I cried out desperately.
Way to have a mental break down Nami. Just what the quack doc ordered right?
He rubbed soothing circles onto my back as I soaked his white v-neck shirt with my tears.
"I know Nami."
"You do?"
"Yes." He sighed as I listened to his strong heartbeat, soothing my ruffled nerves. "I overheard some of the maids talking."
"And?"
"And I think you can do it."
Awkward silence.
Where the hell did that bullet train come from?
"I mean really Nami, he's perfect for you. He has money, he's good looking, and he can take care of you." His warm voice turned cold.
Like he was shutting me out.
I pouted. "So? You can too."
I felt him move beneath me.
"If only you can see the way he looks at you Nami. The look in his eyes is only of pure love. Stupid and too soon but for him it was love at first sight."
I sighed.
"I don't care. I don't feel that way for him so why the hell should I get pregnant for him?"
"Nami." His voice got even colder. More serious. "Nami think of your future. With him you are completely secure. Even if he were to die your finances would still be intact."
"I don-"
"Don't say you don't care. You like jewelry, and dresses and all that shit."
Awkward silence.
He moved his arms up and down my forearms, trying to appease me. "This marriage will be good for you. Even if you don't love him."
I hung my head. "They want no contact. They want me to not talk to you and Luffy." I mumbled dejectedly.
"…I can take care of that." He mumbled and pushed me off his chest.
"What?"
"Yes." Robin's voice entered the picture. "That can be fixed relatively easily."
"How?" I ignored her.
"Easy." Zoro smirked.
"And apparently so easy I can't figure it out."
Zoro chuckled and ran a hand though his hand. "Nami, Luffy and I will just buy the apartments next to yours."
Life sucks then you get Married Life sucks then you get Married
They weren't kidding when they said they'd buy the apartments.
When Sanji got home the contracts were already signed, the I's were dotted and the T's were already crossed.
I watched him as he paced the room in front of me as I lounged on the couch, my feet tucked under me as I stirred my cup of tea. I let a small sigh escape my lips as Robin sat beside me and handed me a plate of freshly baked cookies.
"Thanks." I mumbled as she reached over and pulled down the sleeve of my Invader Zim pajama top that matched my simple black bedroom shorts with the words Doom written on the read end.
"They actually bought the two apartments?" Sanji inquired again.
This would be the seventh time.
"Yup." I nodded, munching on a cookie. "This is delicious by the way."
He breathed deeply and ran a hand though his long locks. "Thanks darling…but the apartments weren't even vacant!" I saw the stress rise in his eyes.
Poor guy.
I sort of felt sorry for him.
But I loved Luffy and Zoro more than anyone so…
"How did they do it?" He mumbled in awe.
I shrugged and watched him pace.
He had token off his black jacket and only wore an orange and black pin stripped button down with the sleeves pushed up to the elbows with black slacks. His black tie had been loosened and now hung astray around his neck.
"Sanji?" I called.
He stopped and looked down at me worriedly.
I beckoned him to come to me and handed Robin my plate and cup.
"Yes My Love?" He breathed lowly as he kneeled in front of me.
If I were really to marry this man and have his kids then I better get use to being a wife yes?
I cupped my hands around his face and pushed back his fringes.
And it's the wife's job to comfort her husband.
Especially when the husband is stressed because of the wife and her friends.
"Sanji?" I leaned down closer to him. "Stop worrying." I smiled and kissed his nose. "They're my best friends. Not mass murderers." I laughed and leaned back against the couch.
Beside me I felt Robin shift before she handed me back the cookies.
Then Sanji stood up, his face red as a tomato as he turned his back to me, one hand cupped around his mouth.
I pursed my lips as I held one cookie up and closed one eye.
His cookies were amazing.
His food is amazing.
He is amazing.
My eyes flicked to him as he slowly walked up to the glass doors, his back still facing us.
A small smile danced onto my face before I bit into the soft, chocolate chip cookie; the small crumbs breaking off and falling onto the white plate.
He was too sweet.
And so were his desserts.
Life sucks then you get Married Life sucks then you get Married
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