Luffy made sure that his arms were rested on the sides of the tub, and only his lower half was submerged. He had to admit, it was a little uncomfortable, but it was better than sinking like a rock.

"Oi, are you ready yet?" he called for what felt like the millionth time.

"Will you be patient? I still need to get ready!"

"Nani?! How hard is it to get naked?"

"Ok, ok, I'm coming, shut up!"

Nami entered the bathroom, wearing a lovely, colorfull bathrobe. Luffy figured that she had spent all this time just to find it. He couldn't understand why she would fuss over something as simple as a bathrobe. 'It must be a girl thing.' He gave her a puzzled look, while scratching his head.

"What's wrong?" she asked, noticing his face. "Don't you like it?"

Not wanting to waste anymore time, he quickly said, "Of course I like it. I was just thinking."

Giving Luffy a raised eyebrow, she asked, "You can think?"

"Na-miiii!" He whined, guesturing her to come in.

"Alright, if you insist." She rolled her eyes.

He giggled like a lunatic as she shut the door and removed her bathrobe. He shifted his legs, giving her room to sit. She slowy dipped her foot into the water, jumping back a bit from the heat. After finally getting used to the heat, she let herself relax. It didn't last long, as Luffy lurched forward, leaning on her flesh.

"Luffy, I just got in! Can't we wait until the end to do this?" She pushed him back, making him frown.

"No fair, I was already waiting!" He said, folding his arms.

"Well..." She thought, giving him a devious smile. "Maybe after this, we can go to bed early."

His eyes widened.

"...IF you promise to be patient."

He huffed, nodding furiously. "Fine."

For a moment, they said nothing to each other, watching the steam rise.

"So..." She finally spoke. "What does it feel like?"

He looked up. "Huh?"

"You know, the water."

"Ah." He scooped some water with his hand. "Nothing, really."

She looked surprised. "You don't feel anything?"

Luffy put his face in the water and started blowing bubbles like a five-year-old. When he emerged, he gave her his trademark grin.

"Nope! Nothin'!"

"Maybe..." said Nami, still in thought. "Maybe your rubber skin is to thick for your nerves."

"Nerves?"

"It's the things under your skin that give you the feeling of pain and touch. You know that."

"Yeah, but I've felt pain before, and I've touched stuff." he looked confused. "So how can I not feel water?"

"Um..." Now SHE felt confused. "I guess your nerves aren't as sensitive as other people."

"Sensitive?"

"It's... that feeling that makes you jump when someone touches a ticklish spot on your skin." She explained. "Or something like that."

She didn't notice the wide grin on his face as he said, "You mean like this?"

He grabbed her leg and lifted it out of the water, and rubbed his fingers against her foot. Squealing in delight, she tried to keep him from reaching for her stomach. Both of them laughed their brains out, spilling water all over the floor. As soon as their little war was over, She smiled warmly, and leaned on top of him. He grinned while wrapping his arms around her torso. They kissed for the longest time, before Nami said, "Thank you."

"For what?" he asked.

"Keeping me from boring myself to death."

The End

(A/N:This is my first attempt at a oneshot, so please go easy on me.)