Disclaimer:
I don't own One Piece.
The story on hand, ‚Bitter lemon(s)' is fan-fiction. I wrote it, because I love to write, but I will not use 'Bitter lemon(s)' in any commercial way.
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Corrected version (what doesn't mean that there can be still mistake in this story ;-)).
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Author's note1: I've tried to write a bitter-sweet love story about Nami and Robin, which contains both sides – sexuality and emotions. I've decided to alternate Robin's and Nami's point of view quite frequently. I hope, you like it!
Author's note2: Special thanks to Tiger :-)
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I've set the story between the Rainbow-Mist and the beginning of Skypeia.
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I gave M for lemon.
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Please review!
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Act One (Exposition): Bitter lemon(s)
Interlude: ?
Act Two (Conflict): ?
Act Three (Crisis): ?
Act Four (pseudo solution):?
Interlude: ?
Act Five (solution): ?
Epilogue: ?
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Act One: Bitter lemon(s)
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Chapter1
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The snow had begun to fall two days ago. In the beginning, it was only a slight fall. The snowflakes seemed to play in the wind, whirled up and down before they fell softly to the ground. The first flakes, which fell occasionally, melted on the ground. Robin couldn't feel the warmth the wooden deck of the Going Merry, but it was there, otherwise the snow wouldn't have vanished, but with time the snow stayed on the deck. The snow was combined with a dense fog, which had come in the morning and held everything tightly.
Robin liked this atmosphere, the kind created by sailing close by a winter island. It was somehow romantic and almost beautiful.
There was no possibility for sailing and heading for an island. The ship floated in the fog, in the snowfall and in silence... If they wouldn't relax and enjoy this moment, what moment could they enjoy? Robin had been the first one, who had realized this.
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And now, Robin was the one, who lay at Nami's side, warming up the navigator's body with hers.
When the ex-assassin and archaeologist looked to her, she could see that the orange haired woman was lost in thoughts, which unusual for the navigator.
Perhaps Robin had been too fast, too surprising, too aggressive. For the older woman it was – next to the fun – just a very sweet way to stay warm, but Robin was twenty-eight and ten years older than her counterpart. For her it was a normal part of her life to be sexual, something she had missed on this ship until now. All right, it was the only thing she had missed on the Going Merry.
She sighed. In the time Robin had sailed on this ship she hadn't seen any sign that the orange haired woman was shy, but at the moment she was being pretty quiet.
"Are you… all right, navigator-san?" Robin bent to Nami's ear and whispered softly.
Nami started and it seemed as she realized that she wasn't alone in her bed, "Eh yes, of course. Why do you ask?"
Robin hesitated and gave her a gentle smile, "Just an idea. You don't look pleased, navigator-san."
Again, she bent towards her and kissed the younger woman on her forehead.
"No, I'm not unhappy," Nami whispered.
"That doesn't mean that you're pleased."
Silence.
Nami raised her head and looked in Robin's eyes, "Sorry, but I… was surprised. It all happened so fast…I just need time to think about it."
Think about what? It just was fun!"As you wish, navigator-san."
Nami looked away and whispered, "Why do you call me that?"
"Hm?"
"Navigator-san. Why not Nami."
Robin smiled, "I don't know. You are the navigator, so it's what I call you."
Nami rolled her eyes and straightened herself up in bed, "Don't avoid my question! Calling me 'navigator' is damn impersonal!"
"Navigator-san, don't talk about such boring things," the ex-assassin whispered and kissed the orange haired woman on her neck, softly and skillfully.
Nami smiled, closed her eyes. She felt her skin tingling and she felt her emotions whirling around. Immediately she opened her eyes and tightened her body.
I can't. I'm the navigator… I'm responsible for the ship. Luffy's may be the captain, but I'm in charge of sailing. They… must respect me! Please stop! Pleas… N… No…Yes… No!
Nami forced herself to open her eyes again and stood up immediately. "We should stop here!" she hissed. She hated herself when she looked in Robin's lonely and disappointed eyes.
The archaeologist hesitated, and then she nodded, "As you say, navigator-san."
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-tbc-