Luffyship ficlet #2

Mar 24, 2009 21:47

This is kind of useless. I turn into a puddle of goo when I think about these two, but I can't write Vivi. Sriously, she's not even in it. She's, like, nice, and I don't know how to go about writing that in a person. And it ended up as much Naffy or Nami/Vivi or Nami/Luffy/Vivi as Luffy/Vivi.

I clearly need to try this again sometime and porn them. :P

Right after Alabasta, hence Nami's feelings about Robin.

Memento

He's been quiet, and she finds that disconcerting. No -- she finds that downright troubling. Luffy is quiet, and Nami is troubled. Because if there's one thing Luffy never, ever is, that's quiet.

She checks on That Woman again (its become a part of the routine since they left Alabasta; let everyone think she's been turned by a few jewels), establishes that she's only sitting reading (again), and goes to find Luffy.

Their captain is hunched in a compact rubbery hunch, of the sort you simply couldn't get a human body into that wasn't made of rubber, a forlorn little huddle of Luffy tucked under the figurehead. She feels her heart flutter in a bittersweet pang, and she watches him from a distance as he turns over and over the object that's in his hands, curling it around between his fingers.

She knows how soft it is, and how pretty the subtle tones are in that distinct colour. She's helped brush that hair, just as she's felt its owner's gentle fingers brush through hers.

She still has female company aboard ship, but hell will freeze over before That Woman takes the place of Vivi.

Nami crosses the space between them and slides down to sit next to her captain. Luffy doesn't look up until she closes her hand over his. She feels Vivi's hair again, soft against her skin, even if it's just that single lock.

"You'll lose it," she tells him, and he nods, eyes avoiding hers. At least he knows how clumsy he is.

Hesitantly, he pulls his hat forward off his head. He stares into the battered, discoloured straw of its underside, then offers it to her from a hand that's trembling faintly. "Can you stitch it into Hat, Nami? Then, I won't lose it. Then, it's always close."

Nami nods, and with her free hand she takes the hat, tightening her clasp on Luffy's hand and Vivi's hair with the other.

ficlets, luffy, one piece fic, one piece

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