~Present Day
She stood up the blanket covering her body. She could still feel the reminisce of what had once been dampness between her legs; the sensation snapped her thoughts back into place. Nami glance around the room looking for her clothes.
When she'd gotten up, taking the blanket had meant that the man's tense body was left to the sudden chill that flooded the room. The moss head curled up, reaching across the bed for where he thought the red head should be. His hands grasped nothing but the damp sheets covering the bed.
"Nami-san?!" he whispered slowly opening his eyes.
He sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Nami turned away from him.
"Where are my clothes?" she asked as she wrapped the soiled sheet tighter around her.
"What's wrong Nami-san?" Zoro asked standing up and walking over to her.
He placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Please Zoro!?" she whispered her voice breaking slightly.
Zoro slowly removed his hand and sighed.
"They're in the living room," he said sitting back down on the bed.
The red head fled from his bedroom in search of her clothes.
After Nami had dressed herself she left. She had no idea what she should have said, she didn't want to say anything. She just wanted to completely and utterly forget.
The morning wind whipped around her, nipping at her skin. What had happened to make her change her mind? Because no matter what she had promised that she wasn't going to fall for Zoro.
Zoro stood still as the cold water rushed down his back and formed in pools at his feet. He'd chosen to take a cold shower on the basis that he could limit the distractions that could occur from thinking about Nami. Zoro slammed his fist against the door, hanging his head. The icy water ran down his face disguising the tears.
"Why Nami?!" he whispered.
He stood there for a while longer before getting out and getting dressed. He then put the sheets in the wash before getting himself a beer. Zoro sat down on the sofa raking a hand through his short green hair and pulled out his phone.
He scrolled to the bottom of his contacts and called Sanji.
"Oi?!" the cook said on picking up the phone.
"Hey, Sanji."
"Oh hey Zoro, how'd last night go?" he asked.
"That's what I want to talk to you about," Zoro sighed.
"No worries, I'll be over in five," he replied hanging up the phone.
"Nami?" Robin said as she answered her door to the red head.
"Can I come in?" Nami asked.
Robin moved away from the door allowing Nami to walk into the house.
"How was Zoro's?"
The tears pricked at the woman's eyes. Robin's arms wrapped around the woman as she leaned her head on her shoulder. The tears cascaded down Nami's cheeks.
"Can we go sit down?" she choked.
"Sure," Robin replied leading her into the living room.
"Thanks for coming over," Zoro said as Sanji took a seat.
"It's fine I was just hanging out with Franky when you called."
"Franky?! Did you see Nami?" Zoro asked hopefully.
Sanji nodded, "I saw her crossing the road over to their place."
Zoro lowered his head cradling it in his hands.
"That bad," Sanji asked pulling out a smoke and placing it between his lips before lighting it.
"Yes," Zoro groaned. "She hates me."
"What happened?" Sanji asked leaning back into the comfy chair.
"We slept together."
"You did what!?" Robin yelled standing up.
Nami wiped her eyes.
"I-I don't even know how it ended up as that," she stuttered.
"Franky!" Robin shouted, "Get down here!"
Her call was met by a stomping coming down the stairs.
"Yeah," he said arriving at the door.
"Talk to this girl whilst I make tea," Robin said getting up.
Franky took her place at the table.
"So," he began as Nami lifted her head from the table. "Zoro wasn't as much as a pro as he claims!?"
Nami slammed her head back onto the table which earned a chuckle from Franky.
"This isn't about the sex," Nami groaned. "Well it is but not in that respect."
She slowly lifted her head.
"You know that we set this up in the hopes that you and Zoro would get together," Franky whispered reaching for Nami's hand across the table.
Nami's head shot up and she snatched her hand back.
"What!" she snapped.
"You heard," he answered bluntly.
"Why would there even be a possibility that we'd get together?!"
"I've seen the way he looks at you," he answered not meeting her gaze.
"It's the same way you look at Robin isn't it?" she muttered.
He nodded.
"And we all know that the feelings are mutual, well except for you," he replied.
"I don't like Zoro," Nami retorted.
"No you don't, you love him. But you've spent so much time convincing yourself that it's not true that even you can't see how in love you are with him."
Nami sighed, "Maybe you're right."
"Tea's ready," Robin shouted from the kitchen.
"What!?" Sanji shouted standing up.
"How could you?! I thought of you like a brother?!" Sanji cried clutching his chest to mimic the pain.
"Get over yourself, Nami has never shown any interest in you," Zoro rolled his eyes.
"But Nami-swan is mine," he muttered sitting back down.
"I asked you hear for advice not to hear you whine."
"Fine."
"What am I meant to do?" Zoro asked.
"You should talk to him Nami," Robin said putting down her cup.
Nami sighed, "And what are we meant to talk about?"
"You're meant to talk about your feelings," she answered.
"Fine," Nami huffed. "But it will have to wait until I get back."
"Back from where?" Franky asked.
"My sister's," Nami replied.
"Ah, Nojiko. How is she?" he said.
"Great but I haven't seen her in months. I'm really looking forward to it," she said smiling.