One Piece:

Shut Up and Dance With Me!


Theme: #67 – Playing the Melody

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro X Nami

Rating: T (One pesky curse!)

Timeline: Post-Timeskip


NOTE:Hinted at by the title of this chapter, please listen to this song by Walk The Moon while you read! Thank you!


What were they even celebrating? Oh that was right, Brook taught Luffy how to pluck a bass string.

Being the mighty Mugiwara nakama, they needed no other reason to break out the booze and spend the night partying on the lawn deck of the proud Thousand Sunny. As the sun went down, the volume of their tuneless singing and mindless musical play rose to disruptive heights, the empty stretch of sea around them was greatly appreciated as they enjoyed their foolish mirth without restraint. Their busybody chef even whipped in and out of the kitchen to provide the crew with luxurious party snacks, all while the shipwright lit up the ship with his imaginative nipple lights. There was also the added effect of Robin's extra hands cupping Franky's fixtures and different intervals with the intent of adding a strobe-like execution to his light show. It was a ridiculous gathering by such an inane cause, but piracy required very little to engage in such festivities.

Usopp had barely sampled the swordsman's favourite liquor before he retrieved a pair of bongo drums from his locker and pounded away in time with their musician's skillful tune. This, of course, inspired the occasionally timid doctor to locate a pair of chopsticks to insert into his nose and dance before the trio as if he had been summoned through so backwards ritual. Their captain, on the other hand, toyed with the bass in his arms in between monstrous bites of the meaty delicacy resting beyond him. It wasn't as grand as a congratulatory party after a major battle or achievement, but it was rightfully merry nonetheless.

The alcohol flowing, the frivolous nature that clouded him after testing his limits, Zoro was mindless when a pair of dainty, determined hands tugged him from his lax pose against the ship's rail and pulled him into the middle of their gathering. The only clue as to who had dared collect him so forcefully was the swirl of orange tendrils that clouded his vision as he stumbled behind her: Nami, the troublesome navigator. Able to hold her drink just as well as he, neither one were drunk enough for such acts of lunacy, and yet she had yanked him out into the midst of the party without hesitation.

And for what? To dance.

"Oh no, Zoro," she teased in her lightly sauced voice, a melody in its own right, "You're not going anywhere until you move a little!" Eyeing him with a challenge in her chocolate orbs that nearly turned fiery, she pointed between her demanding, all-knowing gaze and his slightly startled one, making sure that he focused on her and the ever present bossy persona she wore for his delight. Though she behaved ever so brazen, he couldn't help but find it laughable that she waited until she had the excuse of intoxication readied before nearly assaulting him to take on the role as her dance partner.

Smirking with disbelief, Zoro couldn't resist prodding her order with spiteful, playful defiance, "I can move back to where I was standing—"

"No!" And unsurprisingly, the greedy navigator tugged him back into her reach, almost spilling out of her heels when he forced her to tug on his clothing after he had tried to turn away from her absurdity, "No way! You've got nowhere to go – let's dance!" To prove her point, wily Nami grasped his hands in her and began to force him to sway back and forth in time with the roaring melody produced by the crew. If not for the liquid courage that had dulled his usual stick-in-the-mud demeanour, Zoro knew he would look even more ridiculous than he surely did.

But for some reason, his amusement over his captor's motivations kept his spirits just as high as the Crow's Nest above them.

"Gee Nami, tell me what you really want—" His sarcasm was not well received.

"Shut UP and dance already!" Urged the ecstatic Nami, regardless of the budding pace forming between their bodies, different levels of momentum aside. Her shrill cries normally made him cringe or roll his eyes; tonight, he found himself laughing whole-heartedly.

When he was uncertain of how to move with the same carefree motions as her cat-like body, Zoro shocked himself when he took to lifting their hands above her head and spinning her until she nearly fell into him. If not for the multiple pints of ale consumed by each of them, Nami would had surely slapped him upside the head for leading her into her rhythmic folly – the way she laughed in his face was nearly priceless.

Damn, he was enjoying himself more than he cared to share.

The bass note – however haphazard it may be – seemed to sync with his restless heart when the swordsman bravely tried to back away from the jolly woman pressed against his body. But no, it was the marksman's bongos that corresponded with the tempo vibrating off of Nami in waves; again, his elbow was caught in her clutches and she dragged him farther from his previous perch against the Sunny's rail. Though she appeared amused rather than dismayed, what could have been perceived as a seductive whisper quickly morphed into a cheerful command as she said, "Don't think you're going anywhere just yet; I'm not done dancing!"

It was more like bobbing or hopping by dancing in their second round, given the way her halter top-covered breasts bounced as if they hadn't been bounded beneath her shirt. The clicking of her heels against the boards beneath the grass on the lawn deck were somehow inviting, compelling him to find his place amongst the clatter of her signature shoes. And of course, the forest green shorts that hugged her arse perfectly when she spun and nearly smacked him with her mikan-fragranced hair almost gave him the impression that he had the right paw at them if he felt so inclined.

Shit, he really was having too much fun.

Before he could think another thought, Zoro found himself trapped in her harpy claws – more specifically, his hips this time. Nami attempted to teach him by imposing upon his lower half the same motions she had taught his arms. He accidentally jutted forward in a moment of surprise and the laugh that ripped from her lips was utterly enchanting, rather than eviscerating. For a moment, he even wished to hear it again! Instead, she stepped backwards when he steadied himself on an outstretched foot, then guided him into retreating so she could impose upon his personal space. It must have looked so very insane than their previous jaunt, but Nami looked as if she couldn't have enjoyed herself more.

"There you go! Keep it up!" Sputtered the sneaky navigator as she pinned him with her gaze. Her issue of provocation was much to blunt to be in typical Nami-fashion, but her tipsy earnestness was oh so inviting tonight. Though he had only one eye of which to stare her down with, he regarded her with the strength of two while noting the sheer pleasure she was embodying while spending her precious vitality on someone as inharmonious as he. It felt as if he had never danced a day in his life – which was most likely true, thought the swordsman passingly – but had suddenly become exposed to such an invigorating, engrossing pass time, if a night such as this could ever be replicated.

Fuck, the witch had bewitched him – Zoro actually considered dancing again, all thanks to Nami.

He was unescapably a victim to her now.

Almost as if to punish her for his own realization of her consuming affliction of enchantment, the swordsman tried for a third time to desert the navigator on the makeshift dance floor. Of course, she would not dare let him get very far from her and her fervent need before barking out a drunken scolding, "Hey, wait, you can't leave! Zoro, I'm not—"

He found himself smirking again; they were blaming this random occurrence on their falsified drunkenness weren't they? Then he would be more than willing to play her dancing game.

Snatching up her unsuspecting hand into one of his mighty paws, he tugged her against his body and wrapped his other strong arm around her back. Though lost for words and breathless in appearance, Nami gladly followed his lead and nearly fell into his crazy pace of dipping their bodies from side to side as they twirled at a ludicrous speed. It didn't seem to matter whether or not the music of the night played in time with their erratic motions, so long as they kept moving.

Just as she seemed to find his rhythm, Zoro spun her out and away from his body – still joined by their mutually selfish grasps – then brought her backside to collide with his chest, if only to send her spinning in the other direction. When she once again came close, the swordsman channeled his robust strength and picked her up into his arms so that he could toss her high in the air. She wailed with a combination of astonishment and delight before landing in his hold; with the winded look on her face, only opposed by an almost hysterical grin, it seemed that his devious scheme had stunned the navigator as greatly as he had been when confronted with his newfound – or perhaps it was a long-time-coming sort of thing? – appreciation of the woman in his arms.

Willing now to be merciless in his ways, Zoro dared to tease, "You wanted to dance? You're the one holding back on me."

That snappy remark pulled Nami from her dazed state immediately; she threw herself forward to land once again on the busy lawn deck before gripping the folds of his overcoat, shameless this time as she whispered with the utmost flirtation, "I said shut up and dance with me."

She took my arm; I don't know how it happened.

We took the floor and she said,

"Oh don't you dare look back; just keep your eyes on me."

I said, "You're holding back."

She said, "Shut up and dance with me!"

This woman is my destiny.

She said, "Ooh, shut up and dance with me!"


Author's Notes:

Damn, if this song made me write about a DANCING Roronoa Zoro, it's freaking infectious! XD I hope you got a good vibe from this silly little tale and know that it was completely on the spot, spur of the moment, and I loved listening to this song as much as I did writing this!

Decide where this went post-party for yourselves. ;)

Thank you for reading!