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LOVE

summary; "Can we... talk?"
disclaimer; applied
notes; I am sorry.

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"Tora-o," his breathing halted when he heard her gentle voice right behind him, "can we... talk? I mean, in private. It won't take long."

Law turned to look at her, his eyes slightly widened. He had heard the gossip shared between both their crews, so he could guess what kind of talk was to be expected, sooner or later. Either Nami or himself would eventually need to talk about it, before it became even more complicated than it already was.

Didn't mean he was prepared for it, though.

Truth be told, they had been spending most of their time together. At first, only innocent glances were spared, but too soon... before he knew it, he went further and further, craving for more and more. He became addicted to their intimate touches. It was only a matter of time for him to—he could feel his jaw tightening—to... tell her about his feelings.

"Tora-o?" Nami asked again, her head tilted to the side.

Law nodded, trying to hide his anxiety. "Alright." He gestured with his chin to let her lead the way.

He followed Nami closely behind her, to a place he was very familiar with. He had been to that place more times than he could count. Every dawn, they woke up together, and that scent—damn it—he loved that scent. It was addictive, it was like drugs that always left him wanting for more and he didn't mind it at all.

Then she stopped walking, and turned to him, her eyes downcast. "Tora-o, I'm sorry if I'm wrong, but..."

Law clenched his fists. He couldn't hold back, he wanted to do it, oh so badly.

"You..."

"Nami-ya..."

"WILL YOU STOP STEALING MY TANGERINES!" She snapped at him, loudly, and she stomped over to where he stood with unfocused gaze, "at first I thought it was Luffy, or maybe someone else, and I can't believe it's you! No wonder you keep disappearing every now and then and everyone always finds you somewhere near my tangerine grove! Even Chopper and the others noticed that you've been spending most of your time here! Why are you so weird!?"

He closed his eyes in shame.

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But it's love at first sight.

"Law, NO—it isn't love, you freak! I can't believe you got addicted to my tangerines!" Nami still hollered at him, she was practically burning. "And STOP THAT! Don't think I can't see you using your abilities to steal more of my tangerines!"

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