A/n: I think I'm going to make a different story for the time they spend on this island. It'll just be some drabbles.

I wrote this in one day, guys! I must be depressed. I think Saturdays are a better day to post things like this.

Warning: Fluffy but hopefully, not out of character.

Birth

The sun didn't set for the first six months on Suichu, but now, they were stuck in a period of twilight for another month. The sun seemed like it consistently set at the edge of their horizon.

Luffy scratched his full beard then touched his hatless head. Patiently, he sat inside a small boat next to Wolfgang. Somehow, he hadn't caught anything since morning. "Yesterday, I found loads more fish than this," he complained. In two weeks, Nami would give birth to their son - hopefully. Apparently, pregnancy took forever. Yawning, he stretched his arms up to the sky. They hadn't decided on a name, but he hoped they'd give the baby a name similar to Ace. Luffy stood up and declared, "I want to meet him!" A fish pulled at his pole. "Ah," noted the excitable man, "A fish!"

"Luffy, sit down!" barked Wolfgang as the boat violently rocked. Whenever Luffy stood up, he usually fell, and Wolfgang would have to rescue him.

Although Luffy had been a pain, both of the newcomers had been helpful with his family's shop, and he didn't look forward to the day they'd have to leave.

A moderate-sized fish jumped into the sky and followed the reel to their boat. "Woo!" Luffy cheered, "Got it." While the fish here weren't as heavy as they were beneath the island, they felt a lot stronger. Fish after fish strengthened Luffy, so he didn't fall out of shape. Over time, he stopped looking back to brag to Usopp. He also stopped looking back to ask Sanji to cook the fish. He treated Wolfgang as if he was part of his crew, so when Luffy back he said, "Check it out. What kind of fish is this?"

Wolfgang knew about every fish they caught. He aspired to become an ichthyologist, but of course, he'd stay on Suichu Island for most of his life. His mom needed him there. "That's a Sky Tofu fish," he complained and grimaced, "We catch those all the time. You should know that by now."

"Oh, right," remembered Luffy, "Nami likes them." Unfortunately, Wolfgang declined every time Luffy asked if he could join his crew. He loathed the day that he'd have to let go of Piano, Wolfgang, and give Garp his son, Racer. Racer - that's a good name even though he just made it up. It sounded like Ace to him. "What do you think of the name Racer?" asked his fishing partner.

The young boy took a moment to think. "It's alright, but the name sounds familiar," responded Wolfgang.

"Jeez, Wolf, that's the point," Luffy whined. Thinking of his future child caused him to reach for the baby Den Den Mushi, but it wasn't there. "Where's our Mushi?" he panicked. If they didn't find that soon, Nami would get pissed off at him. Sweat dripped from his forehead as he gulped. She would be more than pissed if she were having one of those fake birthdays. (That's what he called the false labors. He calls the actual labor day - birthday.)

Wolfgang grumbled and dove into the sky sea. At this rate, he knew Luffy was better off running home, but they ran back three days ago. Nami thought every slightest pain was her going into labor. Meanwhile, they had a job to do. In addition to all those factors, they drove their boat far out to sea.

Nami couldn't see her feet when she looked at the floor. She decided that she hated being pregnant. Everyone treated her like she was weak - even Luffy. No one wanted her to leave the shop, and she was stuck dealing with customers every day. Hundreds of times, she drew up a map of the sky island, but she wanted to see more places. Never again would she sit in one room drawing maps for the rest of her life.

Slumping over the counter, she looked out the window and touched her rounded belly. However annoyed she may have been, she felt grateful that they could have a peaceful place to carry out the pregnancy. In a way, this child made a unique adventure for the couple. Nami learned a lot more about mythical weather patterns, and Luffy must have gotten stronger. In nearly six more months, they'd be able to reunite with their friends. What would they say?

By next week, Nami would officially become a mother. Lately, she'd been feeling tension in her womb. They didn't hurt like people said it would, but she went to the clinic just in case the other day. Today, the tension increased from last time. Because of all the false alarms, she decided to

Suddenly, she felt water run down her legs. The empty shop left no one to see the embarrassing puddle that pooled below her. In fact, she could only see it if she took a step back. "Bellemere!" she yelled but then covered her mouth. All this time, she hadn't called her that name. Her face turned to scarlet as she covered her cheeks. She hoped that Piano didn't hear her.

Of course, when the woman came forward from the back, she tilted her head in confusion. "What did you say?" asked Piano.

The navigator nervously laughed, "Ha, my water broke is all."

"Your water broke?" she exclaimed, "Why didn't you tell me? I'll turn off the food and close the shop. Where's the baby Den Den Mushi?"

It had been on her wrist since she had her first false alarm. "Okay," agreed Nami, "Luffy, are you there?"

He wasn't!

"Luffy," she repeated with a smile, "It'd be really nice if you actually answered." Maybe he got distracted by his fishing duties. "Piano, I think I should just wait for Luffy to get back before I go to the hospital. I don't want to do this without him," she told the shop owner.

Shaking her head, Piano grinned, "You have to go now if your water broke. You should have read that by now."

Although the navigator knew she had to leave, she wanted to hold out and wait for her future husband to respond. However, she could feel the tension coming. Most people said these contractions would hurt, yet all they did was annoy her. Maybe she was a lot tougher than she thought, or maybe the worse had yet to come. Either way, she needed Luffy to be there with her. What if he missed everything? He should have stayed with her the entire day, but they had no idea that her water would break. Looking around, she loathed the idea of leaving at that moment.

Piano came out from the back and grabbed Nami's hand. "You can do this," she assured the pregnant young woman, "Luffy will be there when it's time. From all the stories you tell me, that's just the kind of guy he is."

Nami nodded back at her. "Okay," she agreed to calm down, "Let's go." With a weak smile, she tried to think about the times her boyfriend had shown up just in time, but that would not satisfy her for this situation. If he got there at that moment, that would be just on time from her viewpoint. "Luffy," she whined to herself as they got onto the white cloud car.

Luffy caught a few fish as Wolfgang continued searching for the Den Den Mushi. He didn't like waiting as he did. Nami told him that sometimes babies could come before their birthday. What if that happened today? He peered at the distant coast. Racer, his future son, was a significant person, and fathers are supposed to be there. Also, the thought of Nami in pain alone troubled him as well.

Wolfgang resurfaced. He glared at Luffy. How could he become a parent if he lost something as vital as a Den Den Mushi? "I can't find the thing. It probably dropped down to earth. What are you gonna do now?"

"I think it's about time for lunch," replied the captain as he stroked his beard, "Let's go to the shore." As he envisioned the happenings on the island, he deeply frowned and crossed his arms. Typically, he'd only get tense at the thought of Nami's reaction, but his intrinsic distress affected his mood. Luffy never missed his father's presence, so his motivations weren't to correct the wrongs of his past. He only wanted to spend as much time as possible with his son before they had to part with each other. The thought caused tension in his chest as he swiftly began to row towards the coast.

Jumping into the boat, Wolfgang scoffed, "You weren't going to wait for me?" He crossed his arms and put his feet up on the edge of the boat. The young fisherman observed Luffy bite his lip and lower his brow to dart his eyes across the coast. Was he finally worried? Wiping his eyes, the teen glanced at Luffy's face again. He could see the man's sweat bead up on his temple and the veins in his hands as he gripped the oars. "Are you okay?" Wolfgang wanted to ask, but he refrained.

Rowing towards the mainland didn't satisfy Luffy. He would get there sooner if he jumped, so dropping the paddles to his side, he stood up. The land wasn't too far. He bent his legs and looked back at Wolfgang. "I'm gonna jump," alerted the captain. Then, he leaped from the small vessel.

Wolfgang screamed, "Luffy! If you fall, I'm not going to save you." Of course, he could never relax around the wild Monkey D. Luffy. At that moment, he knew where the primal fellow ran. Grabbing the oars, he loudly grumbled, "I'll meet you at the hospital. You know where it is, right?" His words fell on deaf ears. Although they bickered from time to time, he respected the newcomer's tenacity.

Once Luffy safely landed on the ground of Suichu, he looked ahead. Contrary to what Wolfgang may have thought, he had no idea where the hospital was. However, he intended on running there instead of the shop. His gut feeling stirred in a particular direction, and that was the only compass he'd follow. Running in that particular direction, Luffy realized the hospital couldn't be too far.

He passed by the fish shop, and the building had a closed sign on the front. That meant she wasn't there, right? Briefly, he stopped to look inside the window. Taking a deep breath, he yelled, "Nami!" That typically made her storm out. Since she didn't come out, she must be at the hospital!

So then Luffy charged the way his gut feeling told him to go. The first time she had the fake birthday, he arrived late. When he had gotten there, tears fell from her eyes as she whimpered. He couldn't allow her to make that face again. Hopefully, she'd trust him this time. But he needed to be someone worthy of her trust. His strength didn't help him in this sort of scenario. If giving birth were personified, he'd have no question whether or no he could protect her, but this situation they faced happened to be much more abstract.

Before now, Nami he told him that all he needed to do was be there, so Luffy ran faster until he passed got to the large white building with a red H. "Okay!" cheered Luffy before he burst through the doors and ran up the stairs.

A nurse greeted him when he entered, "Hello, sir, are you here for someone?"

"Where is Nami?" he loudly asked as he panted.

"Nami? Okay, allow me to check the records," responded the nurse.

However, Luffy couldn't wait for her to check records. That would take too long, so he ran up the stairs. She was probably on a level that had babies everywhere. Rushing, he nearly tripped on the fifth floor and ran down the halls. While he didn't immediately see babies, he had a suspicion that Nami was somewhere around there.

On the intercom, someone asked for security to apprehend the rubbery man.

He would have probably done some damage if security could catch up to him. Fortunately, he evaded the men in blue and finally saw a room full of babies through the glass. How could he know if one of them was his son? Pressing his face against the glass window, he examined each infant. How could Luffy find him if he didn't know the baby's characteristics? He'd probably have black hair, but Luffy thought it'd be interesting to see someone who looked like himself but with orange hair.

Unfortunately, he couldn't stop to look around. The security team rounded the corner and ran towards him.

Nami was probably in one of the rooms on the left. Bursting through door number 507, he immediately found her on the hospital bed. "Nami!" Luffy nervously laughed, "Are you okay?"

She sat on top of the bed with her legs crossed. "What do you think? Where have you been?" she demanded to know.

Luffy closed the door behind him and kneeled near the bed. Looking at her belly area, he realized that she was still pregnant, but did that mean she hadn't had the baby yet? "Where is he?" asked the pirate as he looked around the hospital room, "Did I miss the birth?"

The navigator kept her eyes closed when she complained, "No. Of course not. Look at me - I'm still pregnant, but they're coming today." While she wanted to yell at him, her heart sank a bit. She actually believed that he would answer the phone, but he never did. Maybe he wasn't cut out to become a father anytime soon. However, now was the wrong time to contemplate that. Trying to distract from the incoming pain, she took a deep breath.

Honestly, he arrived ten minutes after she got into the room, but she wanted him to know how he disappointed her. Then she felt something wet drip onto her legs followed by sounds of sobbing. Upon opening her eyes, she discovered tears falling from Luffy's face. "What's wrong?" gasped Nami as she grabbed his hand.

"I'm happy. I thought I missed it," Luffy cried and stuttered, "I thought I missed you giving birth. And - And, I thought you were crying and alone and I wanted to save you." Suddenly, he took her into a hug and kissed her. "I'm sorry," apologized Luffy, "I'm really sorry. You can get mad at me and punch me. I don't care now that I'm here."

Nami softly smiled. This was his character. Looking at him now, she knew he'd become a great father. Luffy may not have always been punctual or tactful, but he always did everything in his power to save her. He pledged to protect and retrieve all of his Nakama. Between them, they somehow fostered a romantic relationship. She had no reason to doubt him. "I'm okay," she assured him, "You don't have to be sad. Soon, our baby will be born."

Luffy's mouth gradually smiled as his eyes widened. His face lit up as he wiped his tears. "Really? When is it coming?"

"I don't know," she shrugged, "The doctors said that it might take hours, but I'm fine right now. It'll probably get worse."

"You have a lot of strength, Nami." When they watched the videos of childbirths, all the women screamed like they were dying.

She smiled back at him. "Yeah, thanks," she replied. Earlier, Piano had left earlier to attend to something back at the shop, and the room felt lonely before Luffy got there.

Nami wished she laid in the sickbay on the Thousand Sunny surrounded by her Nakama. Chopper's expertise would put her at ease more than these pathetic doctors did. Zoro would pretend to nap in the kitchen as he eavesdropped on them. Robin would try to calm her down by chatting with her. Usopp would probably freak out by the bloody stories Robin told him about childbirth. Nami could hear how Sanji would yell at Luffy for arriving remotely late. Franky would encourage and coach both her and Luffy. Brook would probably have written an impromptu guitar solo as he narrated the entire event.

Regardless, Luffy was here and staring at her. "Boy," he yawned as he stretched his arms out, "I sure do wish the guys were here."

"That's what I was thinking!" Nami excitedly exclaimed as she pointed to herself and smiled. Before she could elaborate, a sharp pain shot through her body. She cringed as she folded over. "Ah," she moaned.

"What? What's wrong? Nami?" said Luffy as he got to his feet.

She didn't respond.

Luffy panicked. "I'll go get a doctor!" he shouted.

"I'm fine. Don't get the doctor. Just stay here," she assured him.

Seriously? He sat in a chair next to her and watched as she endured the long sensation of pain. How could she tell him not to get the doctor? "Nami, I'm excited!" said Luffy, "You can do this. You're one of the strongest people I know."

The cat burglar knew that Luffy was near her, but everything began to fade into white. She probably had snot dripping from her nose and other grotesque and unnecessary imagery. Earlier, her future husband commented on how hardy she appeared, but now, he probably saw her as weak. Not a single tear dropped from her eyes as the next wave a pain came. She masked the pain with a grin and extended her hand. "I'm excited, too, but right now, could I hold your hand?"

He nodded as enjoyed the fact that he could finally help her. When she squeezed his hand, he watched as it bunched up into a disfigured rubbery bundle of fingers. At least, he could assist in some way. Plus, the enormous strength that she used to grab onto him didn't hurt at all. After he had seen that she could breathe again, he asked, "Hey, so how much longer are we gonna do this?"

Nami panted, "Um, I think this lasts an hour or two. But there'll be about five more hours until the baby comes."

"Really?" he asked to confirm. Despite that Nami tried hard to educate him, he didn't realize the ordeal would take that long.

"Okay. Now, shut up," demanded Nami as she bent over for yet another wave of pain. She screamed and moaned.

A nurse rushed through the door. "Nami, are you alright?" she asked, "Do you want some pain medication? Let me go get the doctor."

"No," she replied in a low, serious tone, "I don't want medicine." Perhaps, Nami had too much pride to seem so weak in front of Luffy, but she knew that she could deliver the baby without medicine. Looking into Luffy's large, black eyes, she nodded and anticipated him to nod back at her.

But he didn't think that was a good idea. "Nami," he began to protest. However, after staring into her resolute and fierce eyes, he gulped down his reservations. Perhaps, Nami had the will of D, too.

Hours passed, and Nami couldn't seem to make up her mind whether she wanted Luffy to be close to her or far away. Either way, his hand remained tightly grasped in hers. Nurses and a doctor surrounded her without her permission.

This chapter will exclude the grotesque imagery once again.

Through the chaos, the supposed experts said that the baby would finally be delivered within minutes if Nami continued to push.

Of course, she kept pushing while cursing Luffy for doing this to her. "All the nights of passionate sex and this is what I get?" she asked him, "What do you get? Huh, Luffy? You get to sit there and watch me suffer for fun!"

More tears.

More sweat.

Then, finally, a cry, but not from Nami this time.

"It's a girl!" cheered a nurse.

"A girl?" Luffy and Nami simultaneously questioned.

Nami expected her partner to become upset. She bought into the idea that they'd probably have a baby boy. However, that never mattered to her, but initially, it seemed to matter to Luffy.

Tears streamed down his eyes for the second time that day. He loudly cried, "I-I'm so happy!" His sobs couldn't stop as he thought about all the good times they'd have in the future. As he watched his daughter transfer between nurses and doctors, his hands trembled. "C-Can I hold her?" he requested.

"They have to clean her," Nami weakly smiled. Her heart floated once she witnessed how delighted he became. Certainly, she shouldn't have doubted him. He always managed to surprise her.

He looked back towards his beloved with wide, watery eyes as if he had forgotten she laid in the room. Kneeling beside the bed, he grabbed her hand. "You're amazing, Nami," he smiled through his tears. Typically, he would grin, but the moment was a lot more serene than exciting. His heart quickly beat when he looked at her. "I can't believe you did that. N-Now we have a daughter."

She nodded, "Yeah. You're okay with that?" Tears welled up in her eyes as well, but her exhaustion subdued her outward passion. She marveled at his enthusiasm.

"What?" asked Luffy, "There's loads of happiness in my heart right now! I have a daughter. Are you happy, too?"

"I feel lucky," she whispered as she stroked his cheek. A nurse came in the room to hand Nami, their child. While she yearned to hold her first, she knew it would mean a lot for Luffy for him to hold her. Nodding towards him, she said, "I think Luffy should hold her first."

That came as a pleasant surprise. "I can hold her first?" repeated the proud pirate. The nurse handed his daughter to him. "She looks like you, right?" he sobbed as he showed her to Nami. Fat tears dropped from his eyes onto their child's hair. "Crap, I'm getting her wet. Maybe I shouldn't hold her."

Nami laughed, "It's fine. I think she looks like you. Her hair is black like yours, and she has your tannish skin tone. Don't you think?"

"Yeah, but she's soft and cute like you," he softly said as he held her carefully, "I'm holding her right, right?" The concerned father furrowed his eyebrows when he looked at Nami and then looked back at their daughter.

She confirmed his question with a nod. "You're doing fine," affirmed the orange-haired, "As long as you don't bounce her or shake her or do anything rash. You have to be careful."

He nodded, "Yeah, I know. You already told me all that stuff." His eyebrows pointed, and he finally managed to grin with pride, "She's my daughter." Then he looked at Nami and dropped his toothy smile. "Uh," he stammered, "Our daughter."

"Can I hold he now?" she asked as she watched Luffy's face slightly droop. Reluctantly, he handed the baby to her. "I'm kind of afraid to hold her," Nami nervously laughed, "She's tiny."

Luffy widely smiled, "You're doing fine," he coached her. After all, so far, he had the most experience with holding their daughter.

Now, she could genuinely laugh. The image of Luffy advising her on handling a baby was hilarious. However, laughing was painful. She cringed a bit but didn't express her discomfort verbally.

"You're strong."

Nami shook her head. "No," she whispered, "I cried and screamed. I was disgusting and embarrassed and ashamed."

Luffy wrapped his arm around her shoulders. He thought for a moment about the extreme temperament she assumed during childbirth. Of course, she yelled and cried, but that didn't change his initial statement. While she wasn't at her peak beauty and sex appeal, she managed to do it. "You should have taken medicine," he admitted, "I would've still thought you were strong."

She didn't want to admit that she refused medication to impress him, so she silently stared into his eyes. Had he matured over the past few months?

"I wouldn't want to marry a weakling which is why I want to marry you, Nami. You have to be strong if you're gonna be the Pirate Queen one day," he declared then he gazed down at their daughter. "And you are all of that. You're cool and amazing for giving me this baby."

"Luffy," Nami whimpered, "I love you."

"I love you, too."

Their daughter began to fuss.

Luffy tensed up. "Uh," he stammered again, "Is she about to cry? What's wrong?"

"She's probably hungry," Nami realized as she revealed her right breast to feed her baby girl.

Her fiance drooled when he saw the large, round boob. "Can I try sucking on your other one?" he feebly requested. His hands twitched at the knuckles as he reached over to her left breast. They hadn't had sex for a few days after all.

"No!" protested Nami in a soft yell, "Absolutely not." The baby voraciously latched on. "I hope she doesn't inherit your appetite," she frowned and sighed.

Luffy snickered, "Shishi, I bet she will."

They must have been forgetting something important. "Oh," Nami exclaimed, "What are we going to name her?" Initially, they assumed the baby would be a boy so that Nami couldn't think of a name.

"Meat."

"No!"

"Well," Luffy began. He folded his arms and thought about the possibilities. "I want to name her after food."

"Ugh," she groaned, "How about Mikan?"

He shrugged, "I guess. Monkey D. Mikan?" Then he remembered. "I wanted to name our kid after Ace, too. Like Trace or Lace."

Nami thought carefully for a moment. "Those are good, but what about Monkey D. Taiga?"

"Hm. I like tigers."

"Hm."

A/N: Think of a name! So, initially, I wanted to name her Belle and Luna, but those have been done.

Mikan: It doesn't roll off the tongue in my opinion, but it's a good compromise.

Taiga: interesting because Luffy is monkeyish. Dragon is dragonish. Garp is doggish. Taiga could be tigerish.

Trace: Meaningful because it sounds like Ace.

Tiramisu/Tiramace(?): Because it's food and it sounds like Ace.

Those are the options. If you have other ideas, let me know in the reviews. Also, if Luffy seemed out of character, then let me know that, too.