A/N: I've had this one written for a while, without an ending. Finally got around to finishing it though!

I've been busy preparing my novel for the biggest step I've ever taken as a writer -I've published it as an ebook on amazon. Information for it will be going up on my profile, so if you guys are interested, I'd be SUPER happy if you took some time to look into it! :)

But you guys have waited long enough for this chapter, so here it is! Enjoy~

Of Baths

I hummed as I got dressed, still enjoying the steam that came from the bath and hit me in waves of moist, warm air. I loved the library below, but the bath was probably my favourite place on the ship. Soaking in bubbles, letting the water wash away all worries.

Content, I towel-dried my hair, reminding myself that I should do my laundry later. Maybe I could get Robin to do mine with hers. When was the last time Luffy had his clothes washed? When was the last time Luffy took a bath?

Feeling better than I had an hour ago, I went down the ladder to the observatory room. Luffy sat in my seat at my desk, his neck stretched out as he looked through the window upside-down. When he heard me, his neck snapped back into place and he grinned at me.

"Nami, you took forever," he greeted me.

"Going to go take your own bath, Luffy?" I asked, walking over to the desk.

"I fell in the ocean yesterday," he said, as if that was a valid excuse.

I let out a deep breath. "Luffy, we've gone over this –falling into the water doesn't count as a bath."

"Zoro counts it as a bath," he defended.

"And I'm sure Robin will tell him otherwise, too," I said, opening one of the desk drawers and finding the hair clip I'd left there the other day. I pinned my damp hair up, patting Luffy's shoulder as I walked away. Maybe Sanji would have a fruit salad made for me already. "Go take a bath, Luffy."

"But, Nami," he complained.

"I bet Robin's sending Zoro this way soon, too," I told him. And if not, I'm sure I could get her to admit that Zoro smelled strongly of stale sweat and that he could, indeed, use a bath, too.

"Ehhhhh," he groaned.

"It doesn't have to be a long bath," I pointed out.

"Fine," he grumbled.

"But you have to spend at least ten minute in the water, okay? Make sure to scrub behind your ears," I said.

"Nami," he sighed dramatically as he headed towards the ladder.

"Just taking care of you," I smiled. "Besides, it feels so nice to be clean."

"OIIIII" Sanji's voice rang out across the ship. "LUFFY!"

"My afternoon snack," Luffy said quietly, glancing in the direction of the kitchen.

I watched him as he glanced between the kitchen, the ladder and me.

"Can I take it later?" he asked finally as his stomach growled loudly. "I'm too hungry to take a bath right now."

"It's up to you, Luffy," I waved my hand towards the kitchen. Who was I to stand in front of an already prepared meal? I'd have to tell Sanji to withhold the next a meal until he takes a bath. He's have a really late dinner the longer he procrastinated.

"Like, tomorrow?" he asked.

A really, really late dinner.