Again, I'm really addicted to this pair now- poor Zoro, Law has taken over his role in my fangirl heart. Anyway, a little one-shot that was really just an excuse to put Nami in a nurse's uniform and write a flirty Law, lol. This is post-TS, sometime after Punk Hazard, of course. This was inspired from the few fanarts for this pair that exist, especially the ones that have Nami dressed as his nurse. I'm rating this 'T' because it does hint at adult activities, but really nothing major, it's actually pretty innocent, but I'd rather be safe.

Re-uploaded after fixing some minor spelling and grammar errors I caught. :p

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece, or the characters, they belong to Oda Eiichiro.

"I'm not wearing that," the orange haired beauty stated, glaring at the outfit her companion had proffered her.

"It was your idea, Nami-ya," he smoothly reminded, once again pushing the simple white garment into her hands.

"The plan, yes; but not the disguise."

"…"

"…"

Their battle of wills had broken down into a staring match, the shichibukai maintaining a mostly blank expression, only his slightly sadistic smirk gracing his face, while the Straw Hat navigator had redirected her heated glare from the outfit to him.

"You said you wanted me to help you break into the marine base," Trafalgar Law began again, amused at the woman's resistance to his small addition to their plan. "You said they stole something from you, and you wanted it back."

She continued to glare, but it began to falter as she thought of what she had lost, her eyes drifting down again to take in the cloth in his hands.

"If you're so willing to break into a heavily fortified base for it, then this disguise should be more than worth the effort."

"Yes… but…" Nami stuttered; she was definitely giving in to him.

"I said I could get you in, but you'd have to be disguised as a member of my crew if you expect to be protected by my status."

"… I've seen your crew's uniforms, Law," she ground out thru clenched teeth, her annoyance at his insistence taking hold again, "none of them look like this."

"Well, none of them could pull it off, Nami-ya."

"…"

"I've always wanted a nurse," Law concluded with a chuckle, enjoying the sight of the young navigator's temper erupting, even as she violently took the uniform from his hands and stomped into her room abroad the Thousand Sunny.

He had been quite surprised when his ally's navigator had called him, asking for his help after a rather lengthy run in with the marines. Apparently at some point they had stolen a large quantity of treasure, something that had thoroughly enraged the young woman. Her crew, of course, was willing to help her out, though there was some resistance when they learned it had been taken to the marine's base. So, not about to give up on her fortune, she surprised everyone on her ship by calling in a favor with him, the only one able to get her into the base without much fanfare involved.

Of course he was definitely going to make sure he got something out of the deal, and as she came storming back out in the outfit he had given her, he knew that this small alliance was more than worth it.

"Nami-swa~n!" The ship's blonde cook, Sanji, hollered out as she came back down to the lawn deck. "You're the most beautiful nurse I've ever seen."

The only thanks the man earned for his exuberant compliment was a smack upside the head with her climatact.

"There; happy?" she ground out once she approached him again, tugging down on the extremely tight, short skirt of her uniform.

"Hmmm," he hummed in thought, teasing her as he thoroughly inspected her. The fact she was blushing at how exposed she was had him laughing in his head; really, the nurse's uniform he had brought for her wasn't any more revealing than her normal attire, but apparently the fact that he had given it to her made it more embarrassing.

The white button down top was probably a size too small for her, resulting in a few buttons at the top being left open to allow room for her generous cleavage, and the skirt hugged her hips, sitting high on her thigh so that if she bent over, anyone behind her would get quite the view. Her long orange locks were twisted up and held with a clip, a simple nurse's hat then completing the look as it sat just behind her bangs. To make matters worse for her, he knew, his own jolly roger was emblazoned on the left breast pocket and the back of the shirt; essentially claiming her as his.

"I believe it'll do."

He didn't hold back his chuckle as she growled at him, but he waved off her anger as he turned to the Straw Hat captain, who was watching the scene before him while picking his nose.

"I'll return with her shortly, Mugiwara-ya," he said before moving to the gangplank connecting their ships. As soon as he reached the rail he turned to the navigator, holding his hand out to her as he addressed her. "Ladies first, miss."

Again she growled, but took his proffered hand before stepping onto the plank and crossing over to his submarine; he was right, the skirt definitely gave quite the view.

He glanced back at her crew again, waving as he jumped up to walk to across after the woman. Apparently the cook had regained consciousness long enough to see what he saw, and passed out after being rendered with a massive nosebleed, the ship's reindeer doctor running around in a panic over Sanji's sad state whilst Robin chuckled at the scene. The Straw Hat crew was certainly an entertaining bunch.

As soon as he reached his own deck, he was greeted by his angry co-conspirator, who wasted no time smacking him on the head with her staff.

"You and your crew are all perverts!" she screamed at him, drawing his attention to the men on his crew who had succumbed to the same fate as the blonde aboard the Sunny.

He merely chuckled again while rubbing the lump forming on his head with one hand, his other arm busy wrapping around her waist before she could get away.

"You asked for my help, you should be grateful I came at all, Nami-ya," he quietly reminded her, leaning in to whisper in her ear. He smirked as she shivered, apparently realizing who she was with at that moment as she went limp with defeat.

"It's for the sake of my treasure," Nami softly told herself as Law moved away slightly to gesture to his few conscious crew members to get going to the marine base.

Law took advantage of her submission at that moment, wrapping his other arm around her, much to her annoyance.

"My crew could definitely never pull this off like you can," he whispered to her, once again enjoying the shivers running through her as she tried to break out of his hold. "It's too bad I can't keep you."

With that last comment he opened his arms, allowing the struggling navigator to move away from him. Nami could only glare at his boldness before turning towards the cabin to escape into the submarine as it began to submerge. He chuckled again as he tilted his head to catch another peek, enjoying the way her hips swayed as she walked, before following after her.

By the time they had landed at the marine base, Nami had come to not only accept the nurse's uniform she had been forced into, but fully embracing the effects the outfit had on the male (and sometimes female) sex.

At the gates, they had been stopped, as expected, by the base's guards, asking what purpose the shichibukai could have there.

"I'm just here to look around," he casually explained, not showing any concern over whether or not he and the navigator would gain entrance. "My beautiful nurse here has always been curious to see a marine base in person."

His last comment dragged their attention to the woman beside him, who was sending them all a sly, flirtatious smile as they sized her up.

"She looks familiar," one of the less distracted men mumbled, flipping through a stack of bounties before jerking his attention back to them. "She's Cat Thief Nami, of the Straw Hats! Why is she here, Law?"

"As I said, she is my beautiful nurse, and she was curious to see your base."

"Please, Mr. Marine man," Nami pouted, wrapping herself around the officer's arm as she pleaded with him. "Traffy promised me it wouldn't be a problem; I just want to see all the handsome and strong marines in action."

Law felt his face tick at the nickname the woman's captain had given him, all because the childish captain couldn't pronounce his full name, but he refrained from commenting as her flirtatious attitude seemed to work. The soldier was blushing and stuttering under her intense gaze, nodding as he relented to letting her into the base without any more questioning.

"Thank you, sir!" she cried out in joy at his permissive nod, before returning to Law's side. The pirate captain decided to wrap an arm around her waist; pinching her hip rather hard in punishment for the name. He smirked victoriously as she yelped in surprise, but didn't relent his hold even as she tried to squirm away. His grin only widened as the marines parted to let them through, chuckling and cat calling over the arm candy the government sanctioned pirate seemed to have.

As they were escorted thru the halls, he made sure to keep the navigator tucked close to his side, unwilling to see her get away and cause any trouble that could hinder their well laid out plan. Once the men giving them the tour seemed complacent in the pirate's presence, Law nodded to the woman to signal the start of their plan.

Nami quickly whipped out her climatact; completely unnoticed, she enveloped the hall they were in with storm clouds. As soon as they were ready, the two pirates stopped walking just at the edge of the clouds.

Law's smile at the screams of pain as the marines were electrocuted before his eyes was as sadistic as ever. He didn't have long to enjoy the sight, though, as Nami grabbed his hand and began walking in the direction they had figured held the base's vault, swinging her weapon around to create a mirage, rendering them invisible to the marines charging in around them.

The confusion and chaos was working in their favor as they slipped through the halls, quickly finding the room they needed. Law kept a look out with his haki as he watched Nami crack the vault's defenses, opening the door to the vast treasure that lay within.

Nami was in heaven at that moment.

"I can't believe that all of this was yours, Nami-ya," Law stated as the woman ran into the room, laughing in joy with Belli's in her eyes, digging into the gold and cash piled up around the room.

"Well, no, but it is now." She answered with a grin, teasingly sticking her tongue out at the captain before going back to admiring her new treasure.

"And what of my cut for helping you?"

His question froze her in place as she considered the fact that she would have to somehow reimburse him for his aide, but without giving up any of her treasure. He could see her plotting, scheming on how to con him, but at that moment they didn't have the time to discuss it.

"We'll talk later, Nami-ya," he whispered after leaning over her crouched form, "right now we need to get this out of here."

She quickly nodded in understanding, dropping the gold to stand beside him as he activated his room. They had already set up a drop site on a far shore of the base's island, filled with boxes and crates of rotten, dissected creatures Law thought would make for an amusing gift exchange, and an excellent way to dump his crew's garbage. With little more than a flick of the wrist, the pirate captain switched everything within the vault, including themselves, with the items on shore.

As soon as she smelled the fresh sea air, and caught sight of Law's submarine waiting for them, Nami let out a shout of joy.

"It worked!" she cried, turning without thought to embrace the man who had made it all possible, forgetting any and all annoyance she had towards him in that very moment.

Law, being the intelligent man he was, didn't waste any time in returning the unexpected hug, pulling the overjoyed woman in closer as he gestured for his crew to start loading the haul.

"About that cut," he began, chuckling as she stilled in his arms, her eyes snapping to his as she realized where she was again, "I was thinking 70% should be fair."

"WHAT!" Nami yelled, trying to pull free so she could yell at him from a safe distance. "You wouldn't even be seeing this treasure if I hadn't called you!"

"Yes, but you wouldn't have it back, with interest, if I hadn't come."

The navigator was growling again, and he was enjoying every minute of it as he held her tight to his body.

"Fine, I'll let you have 10%"

"No, that just won't do," Law teased, pulling her back a ways from shore so they might be able to negotiate privately. "Maybe 60%"

"Twenty."

Law chuckled again before leaning in to whisper against her ear, grinning as the movement caused her to splay her hands across his chest to keep balance.

"I'm being nice, Nami-ya," he began, letting his lips tease her ear as he spoke, "how about we call it even, split it down the middle."

Nami was shivering in his arms, her hands fisting into his hoodie as she listened to his smooth voice. He thought he had her there, but she surprised him by turning dark and hooded eyes up to him- she was planning something.

The hands on his chest glided up and over his shoulders, locking into place on his neck and in his hair. Her chest angled so it was pressed just right against him, drawing his gaze down slightly to catch the very cleavage she used against the marines earlier.

"You're a very convincing man, Law," she whispered, her face leaning closer to his, her nose brushing against his jaw as she returned his playful flirting a hundredfold.

His voice was caught in his throat because of her actions, causing him to only grunt in return as his own head dipped down, his face pressing into her neck as he breathed in her rich scent of mikans and money.

"I think we should discuss this more on the ship," Nami continued, planting soft kisses along his jaw as she distracted him more.

Even though he knew she was up to something, he found his body had won over his mind, his instincts clashing as he felt drawn to her. He could only nod before quickly teleporting them into his room, further surprised when Nami pushed him down on the bed before he could even think to make a move of his own.

As the woman clad as a nurse began to crawl over his sprawled out form, he could only think about how absolutely perfect her outfit was at the moment, patting himself on the back for the choice.

He really had always wanted a nurse like her.

The next morning Law rolled over in bed, searching for the warm body that he had fallen asleep next to. When his search came up empty, he cracked open an eye to see the space Nami had been sleeping in occupied only by her borrowed uniform.

Pushing himself up on an arm, he narrowed his eyes at the clothing, and the note pinned on top.

'Thanks for everything, Traffy!'

"Captain!"

Law let his attention move to the door where Bepo had just come running in. "What is it?"

"Nami just left! She took everything!"

The captain's eyes widened as he quickly bolted from his bed, grabbing some pants before running up onto the deck. He only just managed to get there in time to see the Thousand Sunny rocket away thanks to their shipwright's ingenuity, the navigator's triumphant laughter floating back to him on the breeze.

"Captain, should we chase after her?" Shachi asked after the rest of the crew joined him to watch their ally's get away.

"No," he answered, a sly smile crossing his face as he thought about what had happened, "she'll be back eventually."

With that somewhat cryptic comment, the captain sauntered back to his room, smiling happily as he walked to his nightstand. Sitting innocently atop the table was a simple, gold bangle. It may not be her prized bracelet, but the similarity told him all he needed to know. She would be back, he could count on that.

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I'm working on a multi-chapter LawxNami fic that'll be a bit darker, so look forward to that!