A/N: Here it is! My simultaneous multi-chapter story that everyone voted for to be written! [insert crowd cheers].

Because it is simultaneous, this story will be updated every other day (alternating with "Down Under"). But because it's nearing the end of the school year, if I don't exactly update every other day, bear with me, please :P I'm in academic classes, so I should probably put a little time and effort into them -especially towards the end of the semester :P Ahhhh... procrastination at its finest...

It's not the longest chapter I've written, and admittedly I could have dragged some of the scenes out, as few as they are, but I kind of just want to leap into the pregnancy part... I mean, 36 weeks of Robin preggo-ness. This stories going to be long enough as it is :P

This probably isn't the best title, but fitting, nonetheless, and it has my signature "No" at the beginning of the title, signaling the ZoRo-ness of it all... though most of you probably haven't noticed ;)

Oh! I should probably mention that this follows my "series" of One Piece Fanfiction stories. Coming some time after Harumi (my OC from "No Sense of Direction") arrives on the ship, Harumi is still aboard. The facts I speak of about her have been planned ever since her creation :) Some things may not have been completely noticeable during her appearance in "NSOD", if you'd go back and look, you'd see the slight, slight hints given away... I don't know how far ahead this story will be from where I left off in my series, so an actual time line isn't given. A couple of months, weeks? I don't know. Months sounds more realistic to me... Oh well. Maybe I'll decide later.

Well, I suppose the only thing left to say is:

Enjoy~!

:D


No Danger Allowed

I don't know when it started; the tenderness of my breasts; the fatigue that came easily, without major exertion; the headaches; the slight nausea that came with the gentle rocking of the boat. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back… and forth. Sometimes breathing deeply didn't help. Sometimes lying down didn't help. I could still feel the motion of the boat.

Back and forth.

Back and forth.

Back… and… forth…

I didn't tell anyone at first. It wasn't severe nausea. I could handle it. Or so I thought –until I found myself throwing up over the edge of the ship. Immediately it raised everyone's concern. Especially Zoro's. After emptying the contents of my stomach, he had taken me to the women's quarters. Chopper gave me a quick examination, and everyone just chalked it up to something not settling well in my stomach.

I wondered if Nami and Harumi heard though, the following mornings, when I threw up in the bathroom.

By the time the third day of sickness came along, I had an idea of what was going on with me.


I pushed my food around on the plate, hardly nibbling, and then looked around the table. Everyone was so cheerful. I couldn't help but smile. Even Harumi was having a good time.

Harumi… she had come such a long way since boarding the ship. When she wasn't putting on a façade, she had an intense fear of men. Harumi's identity to the world was the Masked Bartender. Under that name she poisoned Marines –but it was only when she was in disguise that her fear of men was stifled –though never completely. There were moments when she flinched and cowered away, even in her charade. But the weeks she had spent on the ship had helped her grow a great deal, though she still flinched when one of the guys moved just a bit too quickly.

But she could touch them willingly now… for the most part, anyway.

"Are you alright?" Zoro asked, leaning over to whisper in my ear. Not like he needed to whisper. Over the noise of Luffy, Usopp, Brooke and Chopper, I doubted anyone could hear him at a normal tone.

"I'm fine," I told him.

"You hardly touched your food," he said, looking down at my plate.

"Is it not to your likings, Robin-chwan?" Sanji said, catching sight of Zoro's action.

"It's delicious. I'm just not hungry right now."

"Not hungry?" Nami murmured.

"I'll eat it!" Luffy said, stretching his arm over.

"No –" Zoro began, but Sanji interrupted him.

"You will not!" Sanji jumped up, kicking Luffy's hand away. He turned back to me, "I'll put it in the fridge until you are hungry."

"Thank you, Sanji."

"Do you need to lie down again?" Zoro asked me.

"I'm fine," I told him. I got to my feet, squeezing his shoulder gently, and then said, "I'm going to go find a book to read."

Chopper looked at me, and I smiled sweetly. He told me he would give me a thorough examination after lunch. But I didn't want the entire crew to know, so we were keeping it a secret for now. I strolled to the door, went to my room and grabbed a book, then snuck around to the infirmary, waiting patiently for Chopper to come along.


Back… and forth…

Back… and forth…

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, sitting on the lawn deck in a chair beside Nami. She read her own book silently. Once in a while she would frown, or smile, her eyes never straying from the pages of the novel in her hand. Luffy kept on glancing over at her. It was cute.

"Feeling okay?" Nami asked, flipping the page and glancing over at me.

"Mm," I told her.

"Not getting nauseous?" she pressed on.

"So you know."

"It's not hard to guess," she murmured, looking around to make sure we were without the presence of any listening ears. "Chopper confirmed it?"

"Mm."

"When are you going to tell Zoro?" she asked.

"Later today," I opened my eyes and looked at her. "I have nothing to hide from him. And we've discussed the idea before. He wants me to tell him."

"Are you nervous?"

"No."

"What do you think you're going to do?" Nami closed her book, setting it down on her lap and twisting her entire body to face me.

"After I tell Zoro, I'll discuss it with the crew," I shrugged.

"It'll be dangerous to stay on the ship," she said.

"I know."

"So what will you do?"

"Like I said, I don't know yet."

"You'll have to figure it out fast, before you start showing."

"I know."

"As long as you know," she sighed.

Silence fell between us.

"Thank you," I told her after a moment, "For your concern. It means a lot to me."

"If you… if you decide to get off the ship… I'll stay with you," she said, looking down at the book in her lap and lightly stroking the pages.

"Then who would lead Luffy to the end of the Grand Line? To One Piece?" I chuckled.

"They could wait," she murmured. "I'm sure Luffy will agree –if we're going to go after One Piece, it's all of us or none of us."

"We'll see," I smiled.

Zoro came out of the men's quarters across from us. He looked at me, and I smiled wider at our silent exchange. Then he went to climb up to the crow's nest. I watched him climb up the ropes, then grab the ladder and disappear up there. I stood up.

"Now?" Nami looked surprised.

"The sooner the better," I told her.

"I suppose."

Her smile told me that she would wait until much later if she were in my position. But that wasn't the relationship Zoro and I had. So I climbed up after him into the crow's nest. And I realized I had lied to her. I was nervous. And I was nervous because I knew it was dangerous.

As I reached the ladder, a hand appeared in front of my face. I followed it up to Zoro's face, and then I grabbed his hand and let him pull me up. As my feet steadied on the floor, I gave Zoro a quick kiss, then walked to the bench and sat down.

"How are you feeling?" he asked, moving slowly towards me.

"Is that going to be the first thing you ask me every time we spend a moment together?" I chuckled.

"Sorry," he murmured, sitting beside me.

"It's fine," I told him. I looked out the window. "I know it's because you're worried."

"Well, when you threw up, I was taken by surprise," he said. I reached between us and took his hand in mine. "And you've looked noticeably more pale and tired ever since."

"There's a reason for that," I said.

"Are you sick?"

"No. Just pregnant."

Silence. I looked at him. His face was impassive, except for the redness in his ears.

"Pregnant?" he repeated in disbelief.

"Pregnant," I confirmed, looking down at my stomach, almost like as if saying it aloud would make my stomach grow rapidly.

Zoro brought my hand to his lips, and I looked at him.

"What do you want to do?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Well, it's dangerous to be pregnant on a pirate ship. It's dangerous to have a baby aboard. It's dangerous to live in a random town or island. I mean, I can hide it for a little while, but nonetheless… So what do you think we should do?"

"I'll protect you," he said, kissing my hand, and then leaned in to kiss my lips. "Whether you want to stay on the ship, or find an island to settle down on, I'll protect you."

"I know," I shut my eyes and leaned into him. He slid his arm around me. "But I don't want you to put your dreams on hold."

"I wouldn't be putting my dreams on hold," he nestled his head into my hair, wrapping me up in a warm embrace. "I'd be living another one of my dreams first, that's all."

Before I knew what was happening, there were tears in my eyes. Relief. Happiness. I wasn't sure what the tears were for. When Zoro realized I was crying, he pulled away, framing my face and wiping the tears with his thumbs. Then he kissed my forehead and rested his there.

"We'll figure something out together. We'll talk to the crew. And then we'll decide what we think will be best for the three of us," Zoro said, closing his eyes.

"Did I mention I love you?" I wrapped my arms around his waist and wiping my eyes on his shirt. I'd wash it later anyway.

"You don't have to say it for me to know," he told me. "And I love you, too. And I'll definitely protect you. And when the baby is born, I'll protect him or her. And –"

"I know," I told him, closing my eyes, relief washing over my with every new word he spoke. I knew it was going to be this way.

But hypothetical situations usually vary from the real deal. And that's what I feared most.