Morekama
AN: I own nothing in this story. Please R&R.
Bon Clay
Luffy: Mr. 2 didn't even try to hide the tears as he grasped Luffy's extended hand.
"Of course I'll join!"
Zoro: "Hey Mr. Moss Head!"
Zoro's eyes opened at that, the swordsman glaring at the one responsible for ruining his nap.
"What did you just call me?"
"Sanji said you liked to be called that," Bon replied.
Zoro pondered his options at that point. He could beat up their newest member but Luffy wouldn't like it and Nami would probably raise his debt. He could ignore the slight and go back to sleep. Or...
"It's alright Sanji was just a little confused. And you know what else?"
"What?" Zoro then leaned in to whisper to the okama.
"Sanji-kun..." a familiar voice whispered in the darkness. Sanji opened his eyes, which immediately turned into hearts.
"N-Nami-swan!" For indeed the object of his many dreams was standing before him, clad in nothing but a blanket and inching closer, a smile on her face.
"I have something to show you, Sanji-kun," she whispered, moving even closer and dropping the blanket.
Sanji's horrified screams brought a smile to Zoro's face.
Payback felt really nice, Zoro decided, as he resumed his watch.
Usopp: "Oi, Usopp, how did you get the world's weirdest nose?" Bon Clay asked one day.
"I was born with it and it's not that weird, is it?"
Sensing he had hurt his friend's feelings with his comment, Bon Clay quickly changed topics.
"By the way did I ever tell you how we escaped from Impel Down?" Usopp shook his head.
And for the rest of the day the two shared stories, alternatively laughing and crying until dinner.
Nami: At first Nami had been hesitant about who Luffy had picked as their newest nakama, the memories of all the damage Mr. 2 had caused to Alabasta fresh in her mind. But then she realized just how useful having a shape shifter on board could be.
Of course Bon Clay often wondered just what Nami was going to do with those pictures of him posing as Zoro in the nude.
Sanji: The cook respected Bon Clay, though his okama-ness did remind him of being trapped on that hellish island. However after he had pranked Sanji that night as Nami, the blond was out for blood and cursing up a storm as he searched throughout the Thousand Sunny.
Smoke billowed from his mouth like the dragons of old when he finally found his target, the okama swinging Chopper round and round near the bow of the ship. Putting the reindeer down, Bon Clay noticed the anger incarnate that was the cook before frowning.
"I'm sorry Sanji," he said, quickly touching his cheek which became Robin's an instant later, "but could you forgive me, just this once?"
Chopper: The doctor thought he was the only one up this early, but as he walked on to the deck he saw Bon Clay doing an odd dance.
"Bon, what are you doing?" The okama didn't halt in his dance as he replied.
"It's my Okama Way Strength Dance."
"It makes you stronger?" In reply Bon lifted two sets of Zoro's weights that the swordsman had left lying around. "SUGOI! Do you think I could learn to do that?"
Bon Clay stopped his dance, expression serious as he came closer. The examination took but a few minutes and when he was done, the okama nodded.
"Before I teach you this secret art you must swear to follow the okama path. Do you swear to always be true to your friends regardless of preference or fashion?"
"I swear!"
"Do you swear to laugh like every moment could be your last?"
"I swear!"
"Then by the power vested in me by me, I hereby proclaim you as an okama!" Chopper cheered and Bon started to teach his dance to the reindeer.
Which explained why the rest of the crew found Bon Clay and Chopper dressed in the exact same swan outfit, Chopper's fitted to size, dancing oddly as they came to greet the morning.
Robin: Bon Clay shivered under Robin's stare. The okama knew it had been a bad idea to turn into Robin and then dress up in one of Usopp's spare Sogeking outfits. And since he knew her longer than the rest of the crew, the okama also knew exactly how terrifying the last Oharan could be when angered.
"Robin...um...I'll change back in a-" but Robin shook her head.
"I think I look good dressed as a hero. And it would be amusing to see the rest of the crew's reaction to such a sight. Carry on, Okama-kun."
Even as an okama Bon Clay would never be able to understand how Nico Robin's mind worked.
Franky: Okama and cyborg butted heads, glaring at one another.
"SUPER!"
"OKAMA WAY!"
"SUPER!"
"OKAMA WAY!"
Nami cut off the argument by hitting the two over the head, sending them crashing to a heap on the floor.
"Be quiet!" Dusting off her hands, the navigator left, satisfied that her work was done.
Franky sat up first, looking over at Bon.
"Super..." he murmured.
"Okama Way..." Bon replied.
Realization struck them at the same time, causing the two to lock arms and hug before screaming at the top of their lungs.
"SUPER OKAMA WAY!"
Brook: Surprise, or what passed for surprise when you don't have any real facial features to speak of, appeared on the skeleton's face. He had asked Nami and Robin for a view of their panties with the usual result when Bon Clay appeared, a pair of panties in his hand.
"Take these, they're my favorite."
"P-panties...for me?"
Bon Clay nodded.
"BANZAI!" Brook shouted, supremely glad they had found a new nakama after his own heart.
The Way: Sure there were times when he missed Baroque Works. But life as part of the Strawhat crew was a hundred times greater than working for the criminal syndicate had been. From Usopp's stories to Luffy's gleeful laugh, through all of Nami's terrible tempers and Sanji's delicious food capped off by Brook's wonderful melodies and Zoro's naps, Franky's poses, and Chopper's praise the okama known as Bon Clay reveled in all of it.
"Friendship!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, leaping high into the air.
His nakama answered his cry before starting their latest party.