Lost and Found

Summary: A series of ficlets about Zoro's sense of direction, or lack thereof.

Warnings: Zoro/Nami fluffiness, possible OOC.

Spoilers: for the Sabaody Archipelago arc.

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece, etc.

Like a shepherd surveying his flock, or a mother watching over her children, Nami let her gaze run over the deck of the Thousand Sunny, checking off each crew member off her mental roster. Yes, they were all there, and a new addition besides. She breathed a sigh of relief. Some of them were slightly the worse for wear - some of them much worse for wear when it came down to it - she glanced down at a certain green-haired injury-magnet of a swordsman - but after all their trials and tribulations, they were back together again. That terrible gnawing fear she'd felt ever since Bartholomew Kuma made her nakama disappear, one by one, was finally gone.

"Go away, woman, you're casting a shadow," grumbled an annoyed voice.

Nami smiled. A few weeks ago, she would have snapped at the irritable swordsman and even hit him, but right now her heart was too full of joy for that. She moved to sit down beside him instead.

He opened one eye to look at her, his expression ever so slightly puzzled.

"You know, I was surprised you made it back to us," the navigator teased. "I thought you wouldn't be able to work out how the Biblicard worked."

Zoro opened his other eye. "Biblicard? What the hell is a Biblicard?"

"You know, the cards Rayleigh-san gave us so we could all find him and the Sunny once he'd finished the coating," she reminded him patiently.

"Oh, that thing? Lost that."

Nami gaped at him. "You...lost it?"

"I guess. Didn't even look for it really. Might be around here somewhere."

"But then...then how did you get back here?"

"I've a better sense of direction than you think, woman," Zoro smirked.

Nami suppressed a chuckle. She didn't have the heart to tell him that they had finally reunited on an island miles and miles away from Sabaody Archipelago, so there was no way his 'good sense of direction' could have helped him rejoin the crew. It was luck, pure and simple, that same devilish luck that had preserved him through situations that would have killed any other man.

She briefly contemplated giving him a lecture on taking better care of other people's things, but he'd already shut his eyes again, and she decided that he looked too peaceful to disturb.

After all, it didn't matter how he'd gotten back in the end. All that mattered was that he was there.

Author's Notes: (I'm stealing dandy wonderous' author's notes format here...)

they were back together again...: I'm really on tenterhooks right now to see how the crew's going to get back together. I mean, Robin's all the way out in East Blue! I really hope they get together again safely.

and a new addition besides...: Since every major arc tends to end with someone joining the crew, I guess there should be someone new.

What the hell is a Biblicard?: I wouldn't be surprised if Zoro gets lost, even with something pointing the way!

It was luck, pure and simple...: Nami will find a better solution to this puzzle in a later fic :-)

More about the background of this fic: while I was stuck, and I mean completely stuck, on the Franky & Usopp chapter of Reactions to a Sacrifice, I wrote a bunch of ficlets (all too long to be drabbles, I guess some could be considered one-shots) about Zoro's sense of direction, each with a Zoro/Nami angle to them. I decided to just put them up as a single fic since they were all related. They aren't in chronological order and don't necessarily follow one from the other - they can be read completely independently. These were just to get the juices going while I was stuck, so they're kinda lightweight and fluffy. In any case, hope someone enjoys. Please review!

Edited to add: thanks to Pointy2003 for reminding me it was Bartholomew Kuma who scattered the Strawhats, not Kizaru. D'oh!