Okay so sadly I still don't own One Piece :( but I really wish I did. Okay this story isn't finished and will probably have two endings because I can't choose which one is better. So you can probably tell I really hated the world when I started to write this but trust me the whole thing isn't as depressing as the beginning is, it gets way less dark if you continue reading. Okay so please review

There would always be another reason to back out, and no matter how small they were she had always clung on for dear life. But this time there was no escape and she finally beat her fear for the knowledge that she could escape the pain. It had been quick and painless, she couldn't deal with a mess and she couldn't deal with a chance to back out or awareness of what she had done. She pitied whoever would have to deal with what she had done but that passed quickly as the black pulled her in.

Her first thought was one of great annoyance, it hadn't worked and now she would be stuck with the counselors and glances and whispers. Her next thought was one of shock as she saw her body lying there, she hadn't wanted this, she had wanted the darkness to take her mind in and keep it there. She shook her head and ran away as fast as she could, passing through walls and people without a second thought as she escaped the remnants of her actions and came to terms with what had happened.

She had been considering it for a while, it had never left the back of her mind as she dragged herself through the day and forced herself to live with what had become of her life. Eventually she had given up and she knew that people had noticed, they had seen that she had stopped caring what happened around her, but they didn't have enough time to do anything before she acted on it. She had thought she would get her escape, thought that she would never have to think about what she had done, but apparently she had been wrong.

She finally came to a halt and took in her surroundings, she knew where she was but she didn't know why she had gone there. She was at her old elementary school, the place she had loved once and the place she had been happy before her life became royally screwed up. She sat down on one of the swings in the playground to try and wrap her head around what had occurred, she was dead, she knew that much but what she didn't know is why she was still stuck on this earth. She didn't have to deal with her life anymore but she hadn't been granted her wish of eternal darkness, someone had decided that her life hadn't been bad enough and now she had to endure time after death stuck on the same majestically screwed up planet she had spent 18 years on.

She was angry now, why oh why did she have to suffer through more, why couldn't she just have died and stayed dead instead of being stuck in this ghost like state that she was in now. She would just kill herself again if she knew how but she just passed through everything and had no way of knowing how to get her mind to shut off once and for all. She realized that she was sitting on a swing and hope sprung up in her for a moment until she realized that she was hovering just above where the seat was and wasn't actually using the seat at all. Even more irritated at her dashed hope she almost screamed in rage but stopped when she saw a figure walking down the street, it wasn't anyone she had seen before but they seemed to have a glow around them that separated them for all others that surrounded her.

"Who are you?" she asked as the figure came even closer to her.

"Nami why did you have to do it?" the figure asked, her voice made it obvious that she was a female and pain filled her face as she spoke.

"What does it matter and how do you know my name?" she shot back angrily. The woman just shook her head sadly as tears filled her eyes. Nami narrowed her eyes at the concern of the unknown woman, why should she care what happened, and would she please tell her what was going on. The woman suddenly lifted her head and put a finger to Nami's forehead.

"You will see the consequences of what you have done," she said quietly as the scene around Nami vanished and was replaced with the girls bathroom that contained her body. It had only been around six minutes since she had done it but still she was surprised to see that she hadn't been discovered yet, a moment later she heard a scream and knew that she was about to witness all hell breaking loose, she had really been hoping to miss this part of her death. She turned and saw three of the preppy girls at her school freaking out as they screamed bloody murder and stared in horror at her body lying there on the floor. A second later calls of what happened rang out and soon a teacher entered to figure out what was wrong with those girls, she questioned, they pointed, she froze in shock before calling for back up.

Soon the police were called and the bathroom was off limits, Nami noted how they didn't explain what had happened and just rushed her to an ambulance even though they knew she was already dead. Teachers kept kids away from windows as the paramedics rushed her body through the school but she knew that the rumors would start soon and that by tomorrow everyone would know. She was torn between staying to see what went on at the hospital and what happened at school, finally school won out and she wandered aimlessly between classes. When the bell rung whispers spread, there was a tree out from the three that had discovered her to the rest of the school, she followed strands of it until she saw her old friends, unintentionally she saw them receive the news.

She couldn't take her eyes away as she saw their moods change, at first all of them were frozen in spot, they hadn't expected this, but it wasn't long before they each reacted in their own way. She mentally predicted what each of them would do. Luffy would break down and say something about nakama, check, Sanji would cry for Nami-swan, check, Usopp and Chopper would hold each other and cry, check, Robin would keep to herself but her face would betray how distraught she really was, check, and Zoro would sigh deeply close his eyes and shake his head, chec… wait what? Her green haired friend hadn't done what she had predicted, that wouldn't have been a big deal if it hadn't been for what he had done instead. He had stumbled a bit at first before punching a wall with enough force to crack it, he had then sunk to the floor with tears filling his eyes and cried freely.

Suddenly she felt a wave of regret and sadness flow into her, she hadn't wanted to hurt her friends but she couldn't deal with her life anymore. She wished that she could comfort them but without a body she was helpless. She felt tears start to gather in her eyes and turned away from the sight of her friends in favor of following the ambulance instead. At the hospital nothing happened that she didn't expect, she was declared dead and her guardian was called. He came in obviously annoyed that he had been called in, identified her body and instructed that she could be cremated, he really didn't care. After he left her sister came in, how she had found out Nami would never know, and cried by her bedside.

Nami would miss her sister but she had gotten out easy, she hadn't been stuck living with their mothers murderer for 8 years. She heard her sister say that she would take care of anything to do with her death and that they shouldn't call her old guardian for anything. Nami was glad that Arlong would at least be out of her death even if he was the cause of it. She rubbed away the tears in her eyes as she watched on, it didn't feel like this was her they were talking about, it felt as if she was watching a movie and it was easy to separate herself from it. She suddenly felt an urge to go back to the playground that she had been at before, the elementary school would have ended by now so it should be deserted.

She found it exactly as she had suspected and sat down, well hovered, on the same swing as before, still angry that her death hadn't been as painless and free as she had hoped. She had realized a few things though, first the people in her school were exactly as heartless and gossip obsessed as she had suspected, second Arlong really didn't give a crap weather she was alive or dead, third she didn't know her friends quite as well as she had thought (she thought of Zoro's reaction when she thought this) but they had cared for her, and lastly that not having a body was really annoying.

She still didn't know why she was trapped in this ghost form but was more annoyed with it than before after what she had gone through, she hadn't wanted to see her friends and sister like that about her death, she had wanted to just be done with dealing with any of it. She still had no idea why she was trapped like this and she still had no idea how to get rid of it and just be dead and free of all trouble. She hated seeing her friends suffer and that had given her regrets about what she had done but after seeing Arlong she had remembered why she had done it in the first place, the regret that she had hurt her friends still remained but any regret over what she had done vanished at the sight of his face.

Suddenly she heard footsteps approaching her and looked up to see something that she would have never suspected, Zoro was walking towards her. She forgot that he couldn't see her at first and raised her hand to wave until she remembered her current state. He sat down on the swing next to her and looked up at the sky, she noticed that there were tears in his eyes and saw him trembling.

"Why?" she heard him say quietly, "why wasn't I strong enough to protect her?" Nami felt a surge of something in her heart. He was talking about her, he wanted to protect her, she felt tears in her eyes. She suddenly jumped with surprise as she heard a loud noise and looked to see Zoro standing with his fist on the pole that held up the swings. "Why can't I protect anything?" he growled with tears streaming down his face. She felt angry at this, it wasn't his life and she wasn't his, why did he think that he had to protect her? She obviously had made her choice and it had nothing to do with him so why did he have to go and make her feel all guilty for taking the only option she had to get out of her hell hole of a life.

A moment later Zoro shook his head and sat back down on the swing, tears still running down his face. Nami on the other hand didn't want to witness anymore of what he had to say or do and quickly left the area, she went to the bathroom where she had spent her last moments alive and stayed there staring at the spot marked off in tape until she heard students start to fill the school. She spent the next two days following around random people and switching whenever one of her friends came in, she didn't want to feel any regret for what she had done. Finally the day of her funeral came and she decided that she might as well attend that.

She saw random people from her school come, pretending like they had actually cared about her while she was alive, she saw her sister with red eyes from crying and wished she had at least said goodbye to her. She saw her friends from happier times and wished that she could see her funeral without seeing them. She sighed as she heard the speeches starting, anyone who wanted to was allowed to go up there and talk and many people that hadn't said two words to her when she had been alive gave speeches like it had been their best friend who had died. Her sister gave a speech about how she had had a hard life and she tried her best to tune it out, she didn't want to relive what she had gone to extremes to escape.

Next came her friends, they went up one by one and every single one of them she tuned out. Even though she had seen things that should have made it predictable she was still surprised when Zoro went up, so much so that she momentarily forgot to turn off her hearing by the time he began his speech.

"She was one of my best friends," the green haired boy began, "she was always a person I enjoyed being around, we had our fights but they only made our friendship better. She had a hard life and she didn't deserve it but she stayed strong until the last point possible and I wish I could have noticed earlier and protected her. No matter what I will avenge her death." The speech was short enough that by the time Nami had remembered to turn on her selective hearing it was already too late, she heard it all. She felt tears in her eyes and quickly wiped them away, she had to get out of there, but as she turned she saw her path blocked by the same glowing woman that she had seen before.

"Why Nami?" the woman said her eyes once again were filled with pain.

"It's none of your business, why do you care anyway?" she sniffled trying to hold back her tears. Tears began to fall from the woman's eyes.

"Why did you hurt all of those people Nami?" the woman asked in her same gentle voice that was laced with agony.

"How do you know my name?" Nami shot back. The woman managed to make herself look even sadder and Nami wanted to leave, she had to get away from this unknown woman.

"You must see who you have hurt," the woman said as she pressed a finger to Nami's head. Suddenly a chain appeared in the middle of her stomach and extended behind her back. She turned to look and her eyes opened wide when she saw where it ended. She was chained to Zoro.

"Why did you…" she trailed off as she saw that the woman had vanished. Suddenly she felt her body get pulled around to face the front o the room, she looked and saw that Zoro had moved to the edge of the podium, so apparently this chain didn't stretch. She moved forward to give the chain some slack so she wouldn't be pulled around and felt that even in death she couldn't do as she wished.

The inside part of the funeral was soon over and her wood coffin was lifted up and brought outside for the burial. She was forced to follow or else she would have been out of there long before. She hadn't wanted to see her friends tears and turned away from them. Why was she stuck with the consequences of what she had done, that's why she had done it in the first place, to be done with consequences. She couldn't bear to see the rest of the funeral and stayed as far away as possible until she felt a tug on the chain. Assuming it was over she turned around to follow the boy she had somehow ended up chained to.

She followed Zoro from the farthest distance she was allowed, she would figure out how to break this chain but for now she would try and ignore the world. Suddenly she realized that Zoro had stopped while she had kept going and she was much closer to him than she had planned on getting, she could hear him from this distance. She looked at him and saw him collapsed on the ground with his head in his hands and she heard his sobs. She began to turn around and move away when she heard him speak.

"Why couldn't I protect her?" he sobbed, "why couldn't I stop her?" She froze as she heard the pure anguish in his voice, she still wasn't his to protect but she wasn't so far gone that she couldn't feel his pain and remorse for being the cause of it. She moved towards him before shaking her head and retreating back to a safe distance away, she wouldn't move again until she saw the slack on the chin in front of her tighten. Finally it did and she followed the boy home thankful that he didn't stop again.

"I'm home," he said as he walked in the door, there was no reply. She felt no need to stay as far behind as possible instead of satisfying her curiosity about Zoro. She entered the house behind him and through the door. She noticed that there were no other shoes at the door except for the boots that Zoro had just removed. She glanced around the entryway to notice that there was nothing on the walls except green paint. She wandered into the next room to discover it was a small kitchen and dining room, it was also painted green, and she noticed that there was only one chair at the table.

Sure Zoro had never talked about his home life but she had assumed that it was fine, it was now that she realized that she knew almost nothing about him. She saw that there were only two doors branching off of this room. She saw that one of the doors was closed and assumed that that was where Zoro had gone. She entered the other room to discover that it was his bedroom. It was a small room that was painted the same shade of green as the rest of the house. It contained only a narrow bed with dark green sheets, a small dresser and three swords leaning up against the wall, it was exactly what she had expected of his room.

A moment later she noticed a presence behind her and turned to see Zoro entering the room. He walked right through her to grab his swords stopping right after he passed through her. She saw him look at the spot where she was hovering before shaking his head and grabbing his three swords. Nami didn't know what had happened but she made sure that he didn't walk through her again. She followed him out of his room and house wondering where he was going, there weren't many places that you could practice with real swords. She followed him through the twists and turns of the streets until they reached a grassy field.

Zoro tied the dark green bandanna that he usually had tied around his upper arm and tied it around his head before putting one of his swords in his mouth and unsheathing the other two before starting to practice his moves. Nami sat on the ground and watched him practice, she knew that he was good at swords but she had never seen him wield them until now. She watched in awe as he practiced swipe after swipe and had no complaints when he removed his shirt to reveal his toned chest. Eventually he put away his swords and started to do other training, Nami was starting to get bored when he finally finished up and started to head home, sadly that involved him putting his shirt back on, hey just because she was dead didn't meant that she couldn't enjoy a well toned guy.

As they entered his house Nami realized that he was going to sleep leaving her with nothing to do. She sat at his kitchen table for a while but soon got bored. She decided to check out the bathroom as it was the only room she had yet to see. Unsurprisingly it was the same green as the rest of the apartment, it was extremely normal with just a shower with a green curtain, a toilet, and a sink. Finally she decided to enter his bed room, at least she wouldn't be alone in there. She entered the room and sat, okay hovered if we must be politically correct, on the dresser, it was about the height that a chair would be. She felt a bit creepy being in his room while he slept but she figured she was dead so it was okay.

'Crap I feel like Edward Cullen,' she thought. She knew that their situations were widely different but she still couldn't shake the feeling that she was an undead stalker.

"Nami," she heard him whisper, that made her really feel like she had somehow been thrown into a Stephanie Meyer novel. Trying to distract herself she glanced around the room and noticed two things that she hadn't seen before, the first was a calendar, not really something that was to strange, the strange thing was the picture that hung next to it. It was a shot of her from when she had still been carefree with her friends and she was smiling. She couldn't imagine why he had it, probably in memory of her but it was still not something she expected to see on his wall.

The rest of the night passed in a blur, she stayed in his room for there was nothing else to do, and waited for him to awaken. When he did finally rise she avoided any contact with him, she didn't know what had happened the night before but she didn't want a repeat of it, plus it was weird to have someone walk through you. She watched as he yawned and stretched before looking at her photo, she couldn't see his face during any of this, then he got up and walked out of the room. She heard the shower starting in the bathroom as she continued to sit on his dresser. A few minutes later she heard the door open, she looked up and blushed at what she saw. Zoro thought he was alone so it wasn't that strange but she was embarrassed at the sight of him with only a towel around his waist rubbing his hair with another one, and water running down his chest.

She was to shocked to move and again he passed through her by accident, this time it was only his hand passing through her leg but he once again stopped like he knew something wasn't right. She quickly regained rational thought and pulled her legs to her chest so unless he reached on top of the dresser he wouldn't touch her. She watched as he shook his head and proceeded to pull out the clothes he needed and she looked away as he got dressed. She looked again when he made his way out of the room and she followed as he made his way to the kitchen and pulled out some ham and eggs for an omelet. Nami watched as he finished cooking and ate, she wondered what had happened to his parents and how he afforded to live alone. She waited for him to finish as she wondered what he would do today, whatever he did she knew she would have to witness.

"Hello," Zoro said, she looked up and saw him talking on the phone. "I'm going to… yeah that's fine." With that he shut his phone, put his plate in the sink, put on his boots, put his swords in a bag, put on his boots and left with Nami following behind. They crossed a few streets and soon she recognized that they were going to their usual meeting place, the Merry park. She knew where they were going and almost ran ahead but decided against it for the fact that they could possibly have a different destination.

"Oi, Zoro," Luffy called from his perch on the goats head of the play ship in the park. Zoro nodded as he climbed up the ladder to join the rest of the group on the deck of the ship. Nami stayed back not wanting to witness anymore than she had to but still left enough slack in the chain that she would be able to tell if Zoro left and she wouldn't be dragged around. She soon realized that the chain had shortened since the day before, she couldn't get far enough away to be able to tune out what the group was saying.

"So what did everyone discover?" Sanji asked as he took another puff on his cigarette.

"Her mother was adopted mother was murdered by Arlong but he was never convicted due to the face that he bribed law enforcement and all witnesses were too scared to testify for fear of death," Robin said, Nami cringed as she heard her life said plainly like that. She also hated that the others now knew what had happened, sure she had told them that her mother had died but she had never given a cause because she knew there was nothing they could do about it.

"She was adopted," Chopper said, he was an intern at the hospital and therefore had access to all of her records and he had probably used that to get his information. "And she has been put in the hospital for many injuries over the years, suspected domestic abuse but no proof was ever given." Nami cringed again, so they even knew that now, well at least her course of action probably made more sense now. She decided to sit on deck with the rest of the group, if she could hear them she might as well see their reactions. "And one more thing," Chopper said quietly and Nami wondered what it could be that he hadn't already laid out. "In the record of the examination after her death they reported signs of rape." The group let out a gasp and a few growls, Nami was shocked that the hospital had checked that but she still hated the memory of what Arlong had done those last few nights of her life.

"That dirty fish," growled Zoro as he punched the side of the ship causing the whole thing to shake. Nami was pulled out of the horrifying memory of why Chopper's information was right to see Zoro trembling with rage. "He is going to pay for what he's done." The rest of the group nodded in agreement.

"Arlong is the leader of a tough gang," Usopp said, "it will be tough but I think we could beat them and get him either thrown in jail for life or get the death penalty."

"That's not good enough," Zoro growled, "he has to suffer for what he has done, he has to suffer for taking Nami's life!" Nami saw tears pouring down his cheeks as he finished, she couldn't stand it and wished she could comfort him. Unable to think of anything she could do she finally moved over to him and put her ghostly arms around him, she didn't know if he noticed but it seemed like he did as his head leaned toward where her torso was.

"There isn't anything else we can try," Robin said and the others nodded sadly.

"I know," Zoro said as he sat up and wiped away his tears. Nami stayed where she was, she could see him trembling and knew that he was trying hard to hold back more tears and rage. She hoped that he could feel her presence, she wanted to comfort him, but she knew that she was probably not noticed. She held on focusing her whole being on comforting him, she focused on the hug she was giving him, she was so focused on what she was doing that she didn't hear the rest of their conversation but she felt Zoro start to calm down. Suddenly she looked down and saw that her arms weren't as translucent as they had been, they seemed more there.

"Okay, we can put this into action tomorrow," Zoro said as he stood up. Nami let go, her surprise about her arms had caused her focus to leave and they had returned to their normal state. She followed Zoro as he walked home and she saw as he stopped in the same field that he had been in the night before. He took off his shirt almost instantly before beginning to train. Nami watched him again she enjoyed seeing his muscles, she could enjoy the attractiveness of her friend even after she had left her life. She wished she could have seen him without a shirt before she had died, it would feel less creepy to be ogling him if she actually existed in his world.

She eventually got bored of him working out, there is only so long she could spend staring at him without getting bored. A few moments later she got up off the rock she had been sitting on and decided to try that thing with her arms again, maybe she could get her body back. She tried and tried again but it wasn't easy, she got a little to the point that she could move the grass below her feet as much a light breeze could. She did notice that the less translucent her arms became the more she could do, she was starting to get good at it when she felt a slight tug on the chain and realized that it was time to go. She floated behind Zoro and wondered what the group had been talking about when they had said they would do the plan.

When they arrived back at his house she went straight to the chair at the kitchen table to think about her strange new power while he went about taking care of his needs. Suddenly she noticed that Zoro was going to sit on the chair and she jumped up causing herself to pass through him and the both of them froze. She felt enveloped by his presence and wondered if her could feel hers as well. They stayed like that for a few moments before Zoro sat down.

"She's not here," he muttered, "stop trying to hope that she is here, she is gone and never coming back." Nami realized that he must of felt her presence like she had felt his, but unlike her he didn't know why that had happened. She saw tears start to gather in his eyes and taking all of her knowledge of her new power she tried her best to make her hands have power in the world of the living. After focusing on her hands she reached up and wiped away the first tear that spilled causing him to jump and look around wildly before shaking his head disappointedly and sitting down again to eat the hamburger he had made for himself.

Nami wished she could do more, but she knew that she didn't have near enough knowledge or practice with her power to do anything else. She watched him as he finished eating and washed his plate in the sink before putting it and the one he had used for breakfast in the sink and disappearing into his room. Nami decided to practice with her power in the bathroom where she would most likely hear him coming. She went to the counter that contained the sink and decided to practice with the plastic comb that he had sitting on it. She glanced in the mirror and noticed that she could see herself, she looked exactly as she had the day she had died. Sighing that she would probably never get to change her clothes again she focused all her energy on the comb and picking it up.

"Nami?" she heard a voice say and she turned to see that Zoro had entered the bathroom and was looking in the mirror, could he see her? She saw him walk closer and when he reached out to touch the mirror his arm passed through her and she knew she had to get out of there, she couldn't let Zoro know that she was there. She ducked to the floor so he couldn't see her in the mirror anymore and she was out of the path of his arm as she hurried into the kitchen. How could she have not noticed him approaching?

She couldn't let him know that she was here and there was nothing that he could do, it would be like twisting the knife of her death. She hoped he would think that he had just imagined her and she knew that she would have to stay away from mirrors from now on. She would try her best to work on her power so she could help him but she couldn't let him know that she was there but beyond his help.

"Stupid," she heard Zoro growl from the bathroom, "she's not here, stop thinking that she is." Nami wished she could help but knowing that she couldn't she spent the rest of the day avoiding any contact with him and mirrors until he finally went to sleep. Well he was sleeping she practiced her power figuring that if she was caught he would blame it on sleepiness. By the time the sun had risen and she heard him get out of bed she had grown leaps and bounds in her power. She could make parts of herself visible and she could pick up anything she wanted that wasn't unreasonably heavy.

"I will be there in 10," she heard Zoro say as he walked into the kitchen fully dressed, she made sure that she was not visible in the slightest when this happened. She expected him to make breakfast but instead he just opened the door and left her scrambling to catch up and curious as to where they were going. He walked briskly in the early morning air and Nami couldn't help but think it was strange for him to be awake this early on a Sunday as she followed. Eventually she realized where they were going and hoped that she was wrong, but as the house she had been forced to live in since she was 10 came into view she knew she had been right and the sickening feeling in her stomach grew.

She wished she could stop him from doing this, he thought he was avenging her but in reality all he was doing was getting himself killed. She saw the rest of her friends and knew that they were all planning on fighting and she couldn't stop them even though they thought that they were fighting for her. The group looked at each other than entered the house, Nami followed wishing still that she could stop them as they all prepared for a fight and she knew that they would get it.

"ARLONG," Luffy yelled down the hall causing doors to open and the entire fishmen gang to pour out into the hall facing the group of teenagers.

"Why if it isn't the little brats," one of the men spat at them.

"Weren't you friends with that little weak excuse of a girl?" another asked before being instantly cut down by Zoro's swords, from there on the fight broke loose. Nami watched as her friends cut down man after man, making their way to the center of the house were they knew the strongest men and Arlong would be.

Nami turned her eyes away from the fight, she didn't even pay attention to the chain and just let herself get dragged along as the group moved further and further into the house. After a few minutes of pure fighting they all emerged into the center of the house that Arlong had claimed as his meeting place. Each one of them took on one of the strongest of the gang and Zoro took Arlong.

"So the pests have come," Arlong remarked snidely as the rest of the men snickered.

"You killed her Arlong, and we will take revenge," Zoro responded darkly.

"Did I, I happen to remember that she killed herself."

"You were at fault and you know it," Zoro growled and then lunged to attack the man that had destroyed Nami's life.

Thank you for reading now please review, they motivate me to finish