So, hey there! Sorry for taking so long but with school and everything it got kind of difficult to keep up. Here is chapter 2, hope you enjoy! I do not own One Piece or any of the characters, Oda does.

Chapter 2: First Confrontation

She kept her gazed glued on his face unable to process the whole situation. Her trembling hands did not allow her to keep the mug of coffee still resulting in spilling the contents of it. She absentmindedly put it on the table stunned with the surrealism of her situation. Out of all places, he had to come to this bar at the specific time she visited it. She wanted to laugh at her fate but her forzen in place muscles did not leave her much of a choice. She felt tears forming in her eyes but restrained from letting them slide down her cheeks. Her head started spinning and her vision became blurry; the only evidence that she was still stood inside her sanctuary was the distant fuzz and noise illustrated as background music. Her thoughts and feelings reminded her of a swarm of bees, moving abruptly and in all directions, making the whole situation even more difficult.

Suddenly, she felt the urge to approach him. She was not sure whether she should or not but her feet worked on their own will. The anxiety and excitement she felt were two contrary yet two equally powerful emotions she felt at the time. In less than some seconds, she was in front of him without realizing, standing still, investigating him from head to toe. Their staring much was interrupted by his baritone voice.

"Oi, Nami what's with the staring?", he said, a grin forming on his face, lightening his sharp feautures.

"What the heck are you doing here, baka?", she adressed him with a calm expression, not in the least intimitated by his attitude. She had gotten used to it a long time ago. She decided not to let any emotion show for the time being, until she had some answers.

"Now, that's a sweet welcoming, isn't it?", he stated sarcastically. At that moment, she wanted to punch him and wipe that expression off his face. However, he continued: "And there I thought you might have missed me." And with that she snapped.

A powerful blow hit him right in the centre of his sculp. It would start swelling in a few seconds, but she didn't care. Beating up Zoro helped her get rid of the tension she was feeling inside. "Are you crazy, witch?", he yelled right in her face, irritation evident by the volume of his voice.

"You, baka!", she screamed back at him. Out of the blue, Zoro felt arms circling his waist, hugging him tightly and Nami's head on his chest. He was shocked at first, but after the initial surprise he put his hands around her shoulders and draw her to him, tightening their embrace. He felt his shirt getitng damp and together with Nami's trembling figure, he realized she was crying. All his anger vanished at once. He placed his nose in her hair and inhaled her scent while hugging her back even more tightly than before, in an act of comforting her.

"Shh, there. It's alright. I am here.", he reassured her with a soft voice, meant for her ears only.

"Well, that's exactly the problem.", she sniffled. "You can't come here messing up all my feelings, you pig.", she said agressivelly but he realized she was not really angry as he felt the upward movement of her lips due to the intimate contact. He smiled a little to himself, enjoying their close contact, an event he had considered long gone for the last five years.

"Someone's going through that time of the month?", he joked laughing a little. She would not admit it, but that little sound of his genuine amusement filled her with joy.

"If you don't want to end up in the funerals' column of tomorrow's newspaper, shut it, marimo", said Nami in a huffed voice due to the close proximity with his broad chest. She heard him growl and she was glad the nickname she gave him long ago still iritated him. She was with him for only a few minutes, but he nevertheless was responsible for a smile on her face twice up until now.

She had not smiled for 5 years, since his departure. From that point on, her life had been a misery. But, now he was here and she felt happy and safe. She was glad he embraced her so closely. His muscle toned arms held her tightly and her petite figure fitted perfectly inside his huge and intimidating one. The safety she longed was now found and could not be compared to the filthy bar she used to call her sanctuary. She knew they had to sort out a tonne of matters, but for the moment she was overwhelmed by being just held by him. It gave her hope and strenght.

"I missed you, witch.", he whispered close to her ear sending goose bumps through her being. His words warmed her heart and she felt truely happy there. Her fingers gripped his shirt tightly and tried to bring him even closer. Her tears began again and she couldn't constrain them any longer. She started trembling again because of her tears. But she did nothing to restrain herself this time because these were tears of joy, not pain, anger or frustation. She was glad she had the chance to feel that way and for the first time, did not have to fight this feeling.

When he noticed her actions, he placed his chin on her head and his nose was burried even farther inside her orange locks. He closed his eyes and just enjoyed her company. His one arm left her shoulders and went to her waist, trying to absorb as much as he could from the closeness. He could feel her breathes starting to even out. The comfortable silence between them came to an end when he heard her say "I missed you, too, baka", her voice cracking a bit due to the range of emotions they both experienced during their reunion. He sighed, delighted with her decleration. "But", Nami continued, "there's a lot we need to talk about".

Well, that's it for now. Hope it's not too soap-opera like. I would appreciate any reviews, comments or suggestions for improving the story. Thank you all for reading through! Special thanks to Shivisdivis for her support:)
-T