Festivities
By Seltap

There is nothing funny about the way he is crawling towards her. She even has a film of sweat tracing her brow at how he continues inching forward ever so slowly. She can only bite her lip as she stares hard and long into his yearning eyes and impish grin and sits frozen in her spot. Drink still hand, but now shaking as he lets out an ill-behaved chuckle.

There’s no doubt in her mind that he’s drunk, not a soul on the ship is sober on this night, but then again, what is she to suspect when her Captain decides to celebrate the New Year so early on its eve day? Opening almost every barrel and bottle of the disgusting drink she’s been chugging and sipping on all evening and night, and apparently the same drink Luffy’s engorged his stomach in.

He’s not in his right mind, she can give him credit for that excuse, but it still doesn’t ease her as he continues to mischievously crawl on all fours towards her. She wants to stand from her seat, wants to quickly push herself from wooden boards and dash into her room, but her dizzy mind and Luffy’s gaze has her pinned to the very spot

And when he finally manages to rest his hands at each side of her legs, towering over her with lazy eyes as she leans back, her mind quickly wonders why no one is stopping him. Surely even her Sanji-kun would be quickly hurling Luffy now to the other side of the ship, but she hastily remembers at how no one now is probably capable of doing such a thing without collapsing on the spot. Even as she listens to the cries of joy from her friends as they encourage the New Year to come, her eyes and mind are now glued on her towering captain as he crawls his knees more into her lap. His face seeming to target in more and more closer in over time.

She now questions him what he is doing and if he will kindly give her space, and her eyes quickly furrow as his reply is only a sheepish smile and then her eyes quickly widen to his next act. His lips are puckered as his eyes slowly shut to his advance on her own set of rosy buds, and she quickly inhales a deep breath as her mouth slightly parts in shock.

10…

There is no doubt in Nami’s mind now of Luffy’s true intentions.

9…

The Sunny Go sweeps silently over the dark waves this night.

8…

Brook is loudly playing his instrument as excitement overwhelms him.

7…

Franky blushes deeply as he eyes the raven haired beauty next to him, determined now that he may just wait one more year to steal a New Year’s kiss from her.

6…

Robin smiles lightly as she stares deeply to the sea and bright moon ahead of her, perhaps next year she thinks.

5…

Chopper snores lightly in his sleep next to Sanji, proving already that his small physique was no match for his consumption.

4…

Sanji is passed out on the wooden boards below him, petting his doctor’s hair as he sleeps and mutters about the silkiness of his Nami-san’s hair.

3…

It is an amazement to the sober eye to how Usopp had managed to climb a twelve foot high stack of tables and chairs, crying out below him of his whole year’s accomplishments…Obviously all lies or Luffy’s own doing.

2…

Zoro sips from his cup, almost hiding behind it as he eyes his Captain and Navigator in silence, wondering if and when the pair’s lips will finally meet.

1…

Nami’s eyes slowly flutter open as she listens to a splatter next to her. Her face contorting as she realizes that Luffy’s stomach is being emptied out right over her shoulder as his hurling noises echo.

At least he had some decency to move his head just in time.

And as soon as all his liquid and food is into one massive, mushy pile next to her, she sighs and feels his heavy head pass out on her shoulder as his snores begin in a patterned rhythm. In her mind she’s half wondering if she should let him rest or shove him aside. If she should try to wake him or let the morning sun do that job.

In the end, all she truly wonders is why she didn’t pull or shy away from his kiss, though their lips never met, and mumbles for the new day…

“Happy New Year…”

Nami moans as a soft but yet distinct able noise rings in her ears and mind. Irritated that she is now being cut away from her dream world, she instead buries her head deeper into her soft pillow than acknowledging the noise.

But sadly the noise refuses her passage back to her dream world and she instead lifts her fatigue body on her mattress, wiping her eyes as she tries to sweep away the sleep from them. They certainly don’t need much rubbing as the sight of her room makes her pupils almost pop out.

Like wearing red sunglasses, Nami whisks her head around to the many vases and bouquets of roses that now paint her room a whole new color. Even her floor is showered with tons of dark, red rose petals. And as quick as the shock had come to her, it vanishes.

He had done the same thing last year too on this day, and though she had appreciated the thought, she could easily pass on Sanji-kun’s attempts and attentions on this day. Though she knew there would be no escaping it.

And with that thought, Nami once again listens to the loud noise that had disturbed her rest, the simple light knock of her door. No doubt in her mind that behind that door was none other than her laughable cook. Surely holding a tray of deliquesces for her to enjoy this special morning, and with the slight rumble in her stomach she quickly invites him in with a call.

She is more than shocked that the one entering her room, the one that had disturbed her rest, is none other than her Captain. He grins widely her way as he shuts the door behind him, and Nami for some reason can’t help but try desperately to comb her messy bed hair down in an attempt to look more morning decent in his eyes.

She watches as he waltzes to her and her bed, eyeing the new decorations Sanji-kun had planted earlier before as he continues to make his way to her bed. And as he halts to the very edge of her mattress, she opens her mouth quickly to ask why he has made his presence known but shuts it as a small red ball is placed firmly into her hands.

And before Nami can fully examine what Luffy has given her, she sucks in a breath as she listens to him utter words she thought she would never hear him speak.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Nami!”

With that, Nami’s eyes quickly fly up to the young boy, she gapes as she watches him exit hurriedly out and leaving her in slight shock. And as she continues to stare at the closed wooden door, she can’t help but cringe as she feels something cold and wet dripping from and through her fingers. She peers down to see her bed sheets and hands now covered in red paint, the small red thing in her hand dripping off its wet, uneven coat.

Even with one solid color Luffy shows he holds no skills whatsoever with a can and brush. And as Nami examines the small round thing in her hand her eyes quickly widen and she throws herself off of her mattress and violently out into the open deck as quick as she can. Letting the small, painted ball roll out of her hand and onto the ground as she stares up in shock at her mikans, taking in the horrible image of their fresh, new painted color.

Who ever heard of a red mikan?

What a lousy St. Patrick’s Day it is for her. She should be overjoyed by now! Clearly these sweet, green gelatin shots were not doing their job correctly. Or perhaps it was because her eyes were jealously staring down the young lad.

Once again he was showing to the world that he was one hell of a flirtatious drunk. At least Nami could handle his advances well, so why did he have to sit, grin and laugh to a whole new girl? The way she would giggle and smile back, the way she would swing her blonde locks and touch Luffy’s arm had Nami’s blood boiling in envy.

What was so different about her? Nami could act the exact same with him if he would just come to her. And so with that in mind, and maybe a little help with the few shots, she holds no regrets as she marches her way to pluck the boy’s ear and drag him from his seat. Never letting her hold go to his painful howls and begging’s until she is outside and into the dark street.

Only then does she release Luffy as her mind begins its regrets. Why had she done that? What exactly was she jealous of again? Hanging her head in shame at her action, she waits to listen to her Captain’s aggressive words that she so deserves at the moment.

But instead, she feels an arm snake around her stomach, pulling her close into his hard, warm chest. She lets out a smile as he sneaks his other arm in and rests his chin on top of her shoulder. She feels him let out an exasperated breath in her ear before he pouts.

“Stingy Nami…”

And softly places a kiss next to her ear after his words are spoken.

Yep, a flirtatious drunk indeed.

Nami’s running at top speed with a wide smile on her face.

How lucky for them she was able to find such a small and deserted island for them on this day. The game already in motion as she hides herself deeper into the forest, glancing down at her basket and grinning in accomplishment. She still has Zoro, Usopp, and Luffy’s eggs left. Surely she should have known they would be best at this game. The others she had caught, and grins with pride as she eyes the chocolate in her basket that she had forced the others to hand over.

And with determination flowing through her, she once again races through the trees. Deciding that there’s no way the others can win to her cunning mind, she knows their chocolates will soon be hers as well.

She only stops when the sight of both Zoro and Usopp come into view, the two of them both on their knees as their heads hang low, and Nami now knows that it is only her and Luffy left in the game now. And for some reason it excites her, the very thought of beating her Captain at another game only feeds to her adrenaline.

But her heart quickly sinks as she hears a snap echo behind her, and she dares not glance back. She already knows who it is, and he’s come for her. Holding her basket tighter, she races through the many trees. Now feeling fear somewhat envelop her instead of the adrenaline and determination.

After a few minutes she’s sure she has lost him, surely his dense mind is far too lost to have followed her through the vast forest. Though when she hears the word ‘Gomu’ echo through the green she knows she has lost this round.

And just like that she can feel her feet being lifted from the ground as she hurtles backwards. She grasps the basket harder as she’s flown back through the air and can’t help but scream as she feels Luffy’s hold on her. Though not entirely through fear, she still feels a hand clasp down hard on her mouth to shut her up, and she whimpers in his hand as she realizes she truly has lost this year’s game.

Letting a few chuckles escape, Luffy never lets go of his hold as he drags his prey through the forest, waiting only to strike the kill at his desired spot. Bringing her back to both Zoro and Usopp, who sit in defeat, Luffy only then let’s go of his hold on his Navigator and watches as her red face and frown turns towards him.

Though she does her best to send her most hateful glare, Nami can’t help but gulp in nervousness at what is to come next. At what she had done to the others before was now to be brought down upon her, Zoro, and Usopp all together for being caught. And with that in mind, Nami hesitantly resumes her kneeling position along with the other two as she waits for her punishment.

Through the corner of her eye she watches as Luffy first begins with Zoro. Digging through his basket first and stealing all of the Swordsman’s chocolate before reaching into his own. Trying to fish out the egg he has painted for Zoro for this very moment. Nami sighs as she watches her Captain pull out just a plain, green egg. Her Captain was never creative when it came to painting eggs, and in the end, they always turn out in the same fashion anyway.

And that’s exactly what Nami watches. Luffy grin devilishly as he hurtles the green egg straight down to Zoro’s head, and the green haired man quickly scowls as he feels the cold, gooey yolk drip from his head and to the ground below him.

His pride taken from him that very moment…His chocolates along with it too. This was their punishment. This was their humiliation for losing and thinking they could go up against him. This was their sick little game.

This was their Easter.

Nami again watches as a painted, brown egg is hurtled straight down to a shaking Usopp. A small, and yet cracking blow as the white and yellow drizzle down and through his hair. His chocolates being whipped away and into Luffy’s basket as well. Surely it is his stomach that drives him this hard to win.

Now comes Nami’s turn. She frowns as she peers above, taking in his conceit eyes from his win as he towers tall over her. She hates that look, would strangle it if she could grasp those eyes. Here she had wanted to beat him at another one of their games, and yet she had become too careless this year. Her pride stripped already from her. She watches as he digs through his own basket, trying to find the egg he has made especially to come crashing down on her skull.

Her frown quickly vanishes though as she sees Luffy pull out one of the most colorful eggs she has ever seen. Though it still doesn’t hold any painting skills, it is indeed designed differently from the others one-solid colored ones. But Nami can only take in a glimpse of it, not even enough time to memorize its design as she watches it soar for her head.

She squeals and shuts her eyes tight at the cracking impact, waiting to feel the cold yolk goo travel it way down from her noggin. Only when she hears Luffy speak does she peek in eye back open.

“Happy Easter, Nami.”

She manages to open her eyes just in time to catch a glimpse of the falling glitter and confetti that has erupted from her egg and showers her now instead of the usual yolk. Nami again gapes at the young lad. He really has spent his time with her egg. She watches as he smirks at her and takes a bite of one of his many chocolates before turning from her and heading back for the ship.

Only then does Nami stand herself back up, a few remaining confetti and glitter snowing down on her again from the sudden movement. And picking her basket back up, she smiles lightly at the remains inside it.

“Baka…”

She grins, eyeing her many chocolates Luffy has not touched.

Nami’s jaw is almost hitting the floor as she stares at her Captain’s eyes.

Here she thought she was to only be celebrating Usopp’s surprise birthday, but the only shocker her is his literal proposal. And she quickly wonders why she can feel her heart pounding so hard in her chest as he continues his question as he kneels on one knee.

“Will you marry me?”

What surprises her most is that she truly in unsure of the question. To be a Pirate King’s wife does truly sound inviting, and the thought of belonging all to him has goose bumps scouring through her whole body.

Perhaps she really does this want this? There’s no doubt now in her mind, this little question of his has her answering her own. She does want to be his, to have him call her his own and hold her close to him for the rest of their lives.

She tries to speak, but instead only a croak escapes. She tries to stand, but her knees are shaking badly. She tries to return his delightful smile as they drown in each other’s eyes, but her eyes are then drawn to Robin’s light cough. And as the ladies lay eyes upon each other, Robin smoothly points to the calendar for Nami’s eyes to see.

And now Nami wants to run and hide deep under her bed covers for thinking this engagement offer was true, for she is quickly reminded of Luffy’s true intentions for this day.

‘April Fool’s…’ She reads.

Halloween, Nami decides, may be just the perfect holiday to show off all of her sex appeal without being too horribly labeled.

At least that’s what she keeps telling herself as she seduces the mirror. A sexy witch had been tempting for this day, even a queen in a short skirt would have done, it doesn’t take much for Nami to catch eyes in any outfit. But as she winks at herself in the mirror, she knows being a mysterious cat for this day fits her best.

She rubs her bare stomach as her mind recalls what Luffy had asked of her. Going house to house for candy seemed childish in her eyes, but to spend time with her Captain, for some reason, makes it all more than bearable for her. She blushes lightly as she remembers how he had asked her, and she can even recite the whole conversation. And she feels like a fool knowing she can do all that.

But she can’t disagree that she is eager to see his reaction to her revealing and seductive get-up. She already has a stupid grin on her as she imagines how his eyes will travel up and down her body, taking in all of her curvaceous form as a wide grin is plastered on to his face as well. Perhaps even a compliment is already set for her.

Though she does hope the words he had spoken to her earlier are not is true as his words were of inviting her.

“I’m going to dress up as the scariest thing there is…!”

Nami could admit being able to walk door to door with a vampire or ghoul has no affect on her, but to see Luffy truly accomplish the ‘scariest thing’ as a costume has her worried. Of course she won’t to be seen with him like that! But still, she quickly marches her way to his door and knocks lightly, speaking up that she is ready to go.

She smiles lightly as she watches the door slowly creak open and Luffy stand himself with a wide grin like she had thought, and she quickly returns the smile until she is truly capable of grasping what his outfit is.

“Shishishi.” He chuckles.
“Like it, Nami?”

Her mouth is wide as she eyes the short orange wig on his head and gasps as she notices the massive balloons tucked in his shirt that is really a shirt from her own drawer. And, oh god, he even has a short skirt on. A blue one, her blue one!

“I’m you!” He beams.
“Told you I’d be the scariest-GAHA!”

No words escape to finish his sentence as he is hurtled back into his room from a very pissed off girl, and her very strong fist.

And as she marches quickly back into her room as humiliation and anger engulf her, she decides that Luffy is needing to be taught a lesson. Not only for this incident but for all of his teasings throughout the year, and she knows perfectly well how and when to strike, and now her scowl is turning into a mischievous smirk.

Nami sighs as she glances again at the clock and back out the window, watching the thick snow fall silently down as she waits for her prey.

What she doesn’t expect is at how impatient she is to this waiting game. Once again she rolls on top of his bed, letting her seasonal outfit rub lightly against her smooth skin and she can’t help but smile at how nice the silky, red lingerie feels on her body. And at how tantalizing the white fluff above her breasts from the outfit feels on her skin as well.

She continues to wait now with a pout, lifting her hands up to make sure the bow in her head is still perfect. Of course she has to make sure everything about this moment is perfect, and what better gift could there be for him than the one that was now rolling on his bed? How could he ever resist her now at this very moment?

She moans as she realizes the candy cane she was sucking on is now gone, the small treat only held by her in hopes of teasing and seducing the young boy even more, though the wait of him has vanished it all completely.

At least she doesn’t have to worry about her breath. And with that in mind she once again stares back down to her red bra and panties and red see-through drapes. And finally the moment comes as she watches the knob finally turn and the boy march in and chuckle as his soaked body from the snow enters the room. And from the sight of him Nami now feels somewhat nervous about all this, especially when he doesn’t seem to make any acknowledgement of her.

She ponders why neither of them has spoken up and half wonders if he’s actually noticed her. Because his soaked hair is clearly covering his eyes for her viewing pleasure and probably blocking his as well. But still she can’t help but blush lightly as his wide grin turns to her and slowly stalks his way to the bed. Perhaps he has noticed her, and slowly he sits his body down on his mattress, still grinning as his covered eyes stare towards her.

And with that grin, Nami can’t help but grin back as she crawls her way towards him, wanting nothing more than to brush his wet hair aside so she can truly take in his eyes on her body. And as she crawls closer into his lap, there is no doubt in her mind now that her presence has been noticed. For he grins wider at her feel and lightly wraps his fingers around her waist and she towers this time over him, slowly brushing his wet hair away to stare deep into his dark eyes.

And as she finally catches a hold of his pupils into her own, she swears her grin can go no wider as his stretches slightly more. And now she can see the twinkle in his eyes she has been wanting this whole time, she can now feel her stomach being pulled closer in towards his face as his cold, wet hands begin to stroke at her back.

She coos as he brings her back down to his eye level and wraps her hands tightly around his head as he lowers her strap down her shoulder and buries his face deep into her lower neck. Breathing heavily into her skin and taking in her scent before placing gentle kisses where she held him.

And with the blissful feeling of his lips on her skin, she now knows that this is the best Christmas gift for the both of them. And she can’t help herself but to stroke her hands through his damp hair as he continues his attentions on her. Of course she shivers as his tongue slowly drags itself from her neck to her face, his hot saliva tracing along as his hands continue to explore her body while she holds his head tighter to her body and moans at the feeling.

She gasps lightly and giggles as she feels him nip and pull softly on her ear before whispering into it.

“Have you been naughty, Nami?” He enticingly asks.

And Nami can’t help but smile more as his hand pulls her strap more down, revealing even more of her bare skin.

“…I have…” She replies.

She smiles as he holds her leg up that’s now wrapped around his hip. Their foreheads ghosting one another as they smile happily at one another, waiting for the perfect time to entwine lips. The two swaggering lightly from the alcohol.

She giggles as he attempts to grab her rosy buds into his but quickly places a finger on his lips before they reach her. Once again reminding him they have to wait. So he again retaliates back, merely resting his head on hers and they smile towards one another. Her hands stroking his face as he continues to hold her leg up and push her more into the kitchen corner.

A whole New Year and Nami is already looking forward to it. A whole new year with Luffy, the two to both celebrate every festivity closer together as well as the many hundreds of other days this year. A brand New Year to share more memories with one another, to hold one another, kiss one another, hug one another. Another New Year to become even closer.

10…

Nami giggles as she reminds Luffy of last year’s messy New Year.

9…

Luffy reminds Nami at how he has repaid her of that incident from his Valentine’s Day gift.

8…

Nami teases him as she reminds him of the Blonde girl he had his eyes on St. Patrick’s Day.

7…

Luffy quickly retorts that she’s the only girl he’d ever let keep her chocolates on Easter.

6…

Nami then asks why he would do such a terrible joke to her on April fool’s Day. (And gapes lightly as he merely smiles and winks to that.)

5…

He then jokes that it was payback at how she had harmed him so brutally on Halloween.

4…

And so Nami quickly replies that he now owes her for her Christmas ‘present’.

3…

Luffy chuckles as he explains that she owes him for that!

2…

So with that she agrees, pulling him closer in towards her from his collar.

1…

And Luffy of course wraps his lips into hers from her invitation, greeting the New Year together with her in the way he had tried last year.

And as their kiss deepens, he pushes himself more into her before pulling his lips partially back to speak.

“Happy New Year, Nami.”

And smiles as he’s pulled once again into the kiss, grateful that his tactics, gifts and obvious actions finally got her to be his this year.

So what if last year was a complete fail?

A/N: Reviews are welcome but since it’s a request fic critique is frowned at.

Eh, did this after reading another fic with the same concept….eh…