~I do not own the wonderful Straw Hats or the One Piece universe; I'm only borrowing it from the Great Eiichiro Oda.

~I also do not own the amazing image used for this story. It's created by the amazing IamAsami and called (very fitingly) "Look Into My Heart." Thank you, IamAsami for giving me permission to use it for my story! IT'S perfect!~~Without further ado, enjoy!

Chapter I: Breakfast

She was furious. She was ready to throttle something-smash something to bits. She just couldn't stand him! How could he! No, how could you, the rational side of her mind supplied. How could I go and fall in love with him?!

"TCH!" Nami's eyebrow twitched.

She stomped around the lower deck. The sun was only just started to rise over the calm turquoise blue water of the this part of the grand line, which appeared to be in a summer climate for the foreseeable future (thank god). She had gotten up early like always to check the Thousand Sunny's course after Zoro had gone to sleep from his watch shift.

Or rather, she hadn't just gotten up, she'd been unable to sleep for the past several nights because of dreams of him and his stupid big heart-warming smile and his unkillable spirit and his monster strength and his idiot laugh and his incredibly toned abs and his soft black, musk-spice-scented hair and those big soulful eyes of his . . .

"NOT HELPING!" Nami yelled as she slapped her cheeks to stop thinking of him. She stomped around some more. Realizing she was pacing, she huffed and stood still for a minute with her arms crossed as if to spite herself.

She hadn't even managed to put her shoes on before coming out to deck to check on the ship; so, she stomped around barefoot-thank god for Franky and his wacky-albeit helpful-designs and the soft grassy lawn on the deck of the ship. She wiggled her toes in the grass to try to calm down. But, anyone who saw her would be able to tell she was anything but calm.

Her long, shiny, orange hair looked messy and tangled from thrashing about in her sheets all night out of frustration. Thankfully, Robin now shared a room with Franky, so she at least didn't have to deal with the clever woman knowing exactly what was going on. Although, no doubt, Robin would be able to piece things together regardless; she was alarmingly smart and perceptive and as a beloved nakama, she knew Nami painfully well.

Hell, if any of the crew saw Nami in this state, they would know something was up; except perhaps the object of her affection himself, who still remained as oblivious as ever-except when it really counted when someone was in pain or in danger; then he showed this god-like perceptiveness that was downright disarming. And sexy.

"ARRRGHH! That IDIOT. THAT GIANT RUBBER CHEW TOY." That only means we want to put him in our mou-

"Noo!" She slapped her face again. "How can this be happening? How long have I-?" Nami thought back. When did she fall in love with him? She thought he was incredibly attractive from day one, which aggravated her and only made her want to steal from him even more. But, she'd certainly admit how attractive he was-and his appeal only grew as they got older and he got stronger and more cut up. She trembled in realization.

"Was it when he saved me from Arlong? That was ages ago. . ." She whispered almost afraid to proceed. Somewhere in her mind, she knew that the process had started even before that. It was beginning to sound like she wasn't just in-love with him, but that he was her true love.

"AHHH!" Nami screamed and then clamped her hand over her mouth in an effort not to wake everyone up.

After hearing nothing but the creaking of the ship and the sound of the sea crashing against the hull, she relaxed. But, the fact still remained. She had for fallen for one of her nakama.

Nami grumbled and jumped up and down and stomped her feet like a 2 year old.

She was so anxious to actually do something and get out of her bedroom and get her mind off him, that she left her room without going through her normal morning routines: like brushing her hair, her teeth, or even glancing in the mirror. She had only managed to slap on a pair of her legendary short-shorts and a nondescript grass-green tight fitting t-shirt. She didn't even put on a bra or one of her bikinis. Plus, she actually really did like getting up early after Zoro, who always took the last watch, so she could check on the ship and get some moments of zen watching the sunrise before the rest of the crew woke up and the hustle and bustle began.

But there would be no zen for Nami today because she had just realized she was in love with her senchou, one Monkey D. Luffy.

Her limits reached from lack of sleep over thinking of him and her failed attempts at living in denial for so long, Nami ridiculously started to cry and sank to the grass on the deck. She sat there on her butt with her knees bent awkwardly around her like a child that had fallen and was waiting for her mother to come put a band-aid on her boo-boo.

"Whyyyyy….why does it have to be Luffy." She sniffed. "He's such a MORON!" Certainly not plagued by tears of sadness, Nami's tears at the moment were the last shred of her pride leaving her as she finally owned up to the fact that she was truly, madly, deeply in love with him.

Now at rock bottom, Nami could finally smile in pure joy as she thought of him and how he made her feel and best of all, he was right there sleeping close by on the Sunny Go. She could already hear his voice in her head, screaming like a jackass for food. Her tears renewed, however, when she thought of two slight problems: would he feel the same way, and more importantly, how would she tell him of her feelings so that he would understand. Now Nami was wailing.

"NOOOOO! Why does he have to be such an idiot! How the hell can I make him understand without tying him to the mast and . . ." She blushed at her own perverted idea and shook her head to snap out of it. As fun as her hentai idea might have been, there was no way Nami could do that with the rest of the crew around, plus, restraining Luffy was downright impossible.

If one of the crew had managed to figure out how to restrain him before, Nami could only imagine the hundreds of times they could have prevented disasters caused by Luffy wandering off because he 'smelled adventure.' She sighed. She had to be fair to her feelings. The idiot part of Luffy, the carefree, fearless, optimist is one of many reasons that she loved him. If she could restrain him, he wouldn't be Luffy. No, she'd have to come up with another way to express her feelings to him so he'd understand.

Her senses coming back to her somewhat because of her epiphany and the nice catharsis she had by crying like a priss on the grass, Nami stood up and took stock of herself. She twitched. Do I really want him to see me like this? First thing? She turned to eye the sun's growing image on the horizon. The sunrise not completely over, she knew that no one else would be up for another fifteen minutes or so. So she had time.

Quickly making her way back to her cabin, she brushed her teeth first and then brushed the more prominent tangles out of her hair. Satisfied, she eyed what she was wearing. The shorts were fine and comfortable, but she hesitated with her shirt and remaining bra-less. This was Luffy and she wanted to get his attention, but she had more dignity than literally waving her hard nipples in his face through her shirt, right? Right.

Blushing again for a minute as she considered remaining this way, she slapped herself for the third time this morning and quickly took off the green t-shirt and put on a simple black bikini top-that also happened to be the nicest fitting bikini top she had. It also gave her the correct, 'look I'm hot, but I don't give a crap about trying too hard' look she was going for.

She froze as she heard a guitar playing on the deck outside. Brook's up and playing one of his morning song that starts out quiet, which means everyone else isn't far behind-especially when Brook's song starts to get louder!

Walking back out of her cabin and stopping at the railing on the upper deck, she re-checked the course (she was at her wit's end earlier and might have missed something) and waved to Brook.

"Good morning Nami-san!" Brook said cheerily over his guitar playing. Nami smiled back.

She felt much better-normal almost. But, still, what options did she have for her Luffy situation? She knew she felt better now that she was no longer in denial, but she had a feeling her inability to sleep would be back with avengence tonight if she didn't make an effort to express her feelings to the object of them.

Brook still very much involved in playing his Guitar on the lower deck, Nami put her elbows on the railing and her face in her palms.

"Hmmm…" Her brow creased in thought.

So, tying Luffy to the mast and ravishing him was obviously out as she determined earlier. She could go to Robin for advice. . .No, I don't want her giggling and meddling. I still have my pride-plus she had a feeling Robin would be meddling somehow anyway as soon as she put two-and-two together. She could push Zoro to have a 'guy talk' with Luffy by threatening to raise Zoro's debt? No, Zoro can be even thicker than Luffy sometimes. . .and ugh how humiliating would that be!?

She heard humming coming from the lower deck area where the door to the boy's rooms were. All the guys, except Zoro who slept in the crow's nest, and Franky who slept in the back of the ship near his work space (that he now shared with Robin), slept down there, which meant the humming was coming from . . .

Nami saw a cute set of little antlers peek out from under the overhang of the top deck as Chopper's hooves made their way onto the grassy lower deck. He was rubbing sleep from his eyes and humming along to Brook's song as he sat down in the grass to listen. After he settled, his nose twitched as he no doubt smelled Nami and turned to smile at her.

"Hi Nami! It's beautiful this morning!" Chopper said as he giggled at her.

"Hai! Good morning, Chopper!"

Calmed again by the presence of another one of her nakama; Nami found herself smiling even more. Her life felt just wonderful now. She had the best nakama in the world and she was in love with the future Pirate King! Renewed yet again, Nami continued her contemplation of how to explain her feelings to Luffy. I could just tell him? No, no. That's way too easy.

She heard some more shifting from below deck as another one of the boys was no doubt getting up. It should be Sanji getting up next to start on cooking breakfast . . .She could hear muffled chanting when the lower level door opened.

"Mellorine. Mellorine. Mellorine." Sure enough, it was Sanji.

"Good Morning Sanji-kun!" Nami winked at him.

"NAMI-SCHWWAN! Good Morning!" He noodled all over the lower deck with hearts in his eyes.

"How did you sleep my beautiful Nami-schwan?" He called up to her.

"All right." She answered somewhat truthfully. Sanji of course took it to the extreme.

"MY BEAUTIFUL LADY! Are you ill? I will prepare extra meat and juice for you this morning so you can recover your vitality!" He sped off like a bullet to the kitchen. Nami sighed as she heard him crashing around in the kitchen to get breakfast started.

So, what other options did she have for expressing her feelings to Luffy? Maybe I should just be direct with him. She tried to imagine how sweet he could be during a nice evening dinner.

She was jolted out of her thoughts of Shoujo-romance-Luffy as Brook's guitar solo rose to something closer to rock-concert volumes.

Several crashes were heard below deck followed by loud footsteps ascending the stairs and the door slamming open.

"SANJIIIIIII! MEAT!" His yell was so loud, Brook stopped playing all together and bowed good morning to the much louder Luffy. Chopper had stars in his eyes as he admired Luffy's monster-yell. Nami's eyebrow twitched.

With no response from Sanji in the kitchen, Luffy continued his stomping toward his end goal and slammed open the kitchen door.

"SANJI MEAT!" He yelled again. At least this time the yell was dampened a bit by him being inside the kitchen. Nami growled in irritation. She could only imagine how loud it must be to Sanji who took the yell in his eardrums at point blank in an enclosed space. Sometimes Nami could swear that Luffy infused a bit of Haki into his demands for food. She grumbled.

"All he thinks about is food first thing when he walks up and almost all day long-" Nami's eyes took on a devilish glow.

"DAMNIT YOU SHITTY RUBBER CAPTAIN! THAT EXTRA MEAT IS FOR NAMI-SAN! GO WAIT OUTSIDE UNTIL I'M FINISHED!" Several loud kicking noises were heard as Luffy came flying out of the kitchen with a bump on his head. Nami now knew exactly how to get Luffy's attention.

With everyone settled at the table now for breakfast, Nami found herself sitting right next to Luffy. It was only half by accident. By the time she got over her own teenage-girl-like nerves about seeing the man she is now aware that she is in love with, there were only two seats left at the table; one in between Chopper and Robin on one side and one in between Luffy and Usopp on the other side.

Before she knew what she was doing, her body just made its way right in between Luffy and Usopp, which Robin took note of because Nami almost never sat between those two because of the food that flew everywhere as a result. Robin smiled to herself, which Franky, who sat right beside her, noticed out of the corner of his eye. He raised his eyebrows in reaction. He knew his girl would tell him what she noticed later. Franky blushed at how close they had become.

Now that everyone but Sanji was seated, as he was serving the food, Nami attempted with gusto to subdue the blush that was coloring her cheeks. Sitting next to Luffy would help better with her plan anyway. But, she couldn't help but eye him: his slightly mussed hair from sleep, his confident chin, the way his shorts clung to his hips as he sat in the chair, his incredible smell-

"SANJI. MEAT. SANJI. MEAT. SANJI MEAT." The way he is banging his utensils on the table, causing everyone's plates to bounce all over the place.

Still blushing, but now also reddening with irritation, Nami smacked him upside the head.

"OWWWWW. NAAAAMIII." Luffy whined at her, but didn't cease and desist with the banging and stomping. Hearing him whine her name in her current state managed to somehow increase her irritation while also turning her on. What the hell is wrong with me!? How can I be turned on and irritated with him at the same time.

"DON'T COMPLAIN TO HER YOU SHITTY CAPTAIN! YOU'RE THE ONE MAKING ALL THIS NOISE." Sanji raised his leg in a threatening gesture with his hand full of plates, which was no doubt a testament to his incredible balance.

"BUT I'M HUNGRRRRRYYYY!" Luffy gestured to his mouth with both utensils as he whined.

"Yea, me too Sanji!" Usopp announced on Nami's other side.

"Yes, Sanji-san I too am particularly ravenous this morning." Brook added.

Nami was ready to go into full-thermonuclear-explosion mode. Thankfully, Sanji deposited her plate in front of her at just the nick of time. He then reached across the table and gave Robin her plate first as well.

"First, a beatific breakfast for the wonderful ladies. Nami-schwan, I gave you an extra helping of meat this morning. Please enjoy it my gorgeous, LADIES!" Sanji announced with hearts in his eyes.

Nami eyed her overflowing plate with an evil glimmer. It was filled to the brim with eggs prepared 3 different ways, bacon, sausage, some sort of chicken casserole, ham, fresh fruits, and toast. The toast was shaped into little hearts with smaller hearts made in blueberry jam on top. It was an absolutely absurd amount of food and Nami knew there was no way in hell she would finish it-but that was the point. She snickered.

Beside her she could actually hear Luffy salivating.

"WHY DOES NAMI HAVE SO MUCH MEAT!? SANJIIIIII!" Luffy cried.

Usopp just scowled at her plate.

"TOUCH her food SHITTY CAPTAIN and you DIE!" Sanji screamed as he was in the kitchen. Nami wondered how in the name of god Luffy was managing to restrain himself. He was still pounding on the table.

"Hey, shit cook. Luffy wouldn't complain so much if you weren't so SLOW in bringing the rest of us your terrible food." Nami was impressed that Zoro actually managed to go a grand total of two minutes without baiting Sanji somehow.

"WHAT did you say about my cooking you putrid puke marimo!?" Sanji stomped into the kitchen as Zoro stood up and they grumbled at each other like two bulls. Unfortunately, Zoro's inciting of Sanji only caused further delay in everyone else in getting their food.

With Sanji thoroughly distracted, Nami figured now was as good a time as any and took one of the smaller pieces of bacon from her plate with her fingers with the intent of pretending to eat it. She mentally apologized to Sanji as she knew he would take what she was about to do the hardest, but that was part of her plan.

"Mmmmm, bacon. I just loooove meat." She said in a sensual voice.

All eyes turned to her and Zoro and Sanji stopped mid-fight; Zoro's hands froze gripping Sanji's collar and Sanji's leg was just about to trip Zoro. Nami could feel Luffy's eyes on her and she smirked when she heard the just barely perceptible gasp he made.

As she started to bring the strip of bacon to her mouth, she moaned one more time for good measure. She could hear silverware fall onto the table from her Nakama as everyone watched. She leaned her head back ridiculously like what she was about to eat was the food of the gods and not just some bacon.

Just as she was about to drop the bacon into her mouth, she deliberately dropped the bacon right in between her enormous breasts in her bikini top, but of course made it look like an accident.

"Oops!" She gasped and used both hands to touch her breasts and squeeze them together in an effort to get the bacon out. Upon retrieving said piece of bacon, she ate it, slowly licked her fingers and then used her fingers on her chest to get the rest of the bacon grease, sighing and moaning in joy all the while.

Everyone in the room exploded into a nosebleed.

Sanji was of course the worst and lifted full off the floor, hit the ceiling, punched a hole in the roof, drifted above deck for a few seconds and collapsed into a pool of his nosebleed blood in the grass outside, whilst twitching and muttered in unadulterated joy.

Zoro, stumbled noticeably and fell to his knees for a minute, which says a lot, Nami thought as almost no opponent could bring him to his knees. Usopp fell backwards in his chair and twitched behind the table on the floor. Brook, who obviously doesn't have blood anymore (as he would no doubt mention in a skull-joke) merely "YOHOHO-D" and also fell backwards onto the floor in his chair in much the same fashion as Usopp.

Nami heard Franky yell out "SUPPPPERRR" and as she looked over at Franky and Robin they were both still seated at the table and Franky's nose was bleeding noticeably, and surprisingly so was Robin's. They both eyed her like they were on to her somehow. Nami blushed.

Poor Chopper was running around in a panic from patient to patient at a complete loss as to why everyone suddenly had a nosebleed and was worrying about blood loss and calling for a doctor.

The one reaction Nami was the most concerned with, Nami saved for checking on last. She turned to look at Luffy, who had no blood on his face and no nosebleed to speak of. He was only staring at her unblinkingly with one of the most intense looks of his she had ever seen.

Nami's heart fell a bit at not seeing the extreme reaction from him she was hoping for. Trying hard not to let it show on her face, although she had a feeling it certainly did for at least a second, she went back to eating normally like nothing had happened.

Across the table, Robin chuckled and dabbed at her diminishing nosebleed with a napkin and smiled at Nami and Luffy; Robin then got up to pick up everyone else's plate of breakfast where Sanji had left them and served them while Franky got up (nose still slightly bleeding) and helped Usopp and Brook right themselves in their chairs. Zoro managed to sway back into his own chair as he sniffed in the rest of the nosebleed.

"Chopper-san, take your food with you and go check on Cook-san, I think he took it the worst." Robin added as she handed Chopper his plate.

"O no! You're right Robin!" With that Chopper ran outside with his plate in hand to tend to Sanji on the deck.

With almost everyone else trying to clear their heads, and get back to a normal breakfast, it was still relatively quiet in the dining room and no one except Robin and Franky noticed the staring contest now taking place between the Captain and the Navigator.

All the while, Luffy's eyes had not once broken from his intense stare with Nami. Nami stared back, unsure of what to think. Is he angry? Does he think I was mistreating the meat?

Concerned that her plan might be somehow backfiring, Nami decided that she would definitely up the ante at lunchtime; with Sanji out of commission for a while, as she planned, it should play right into her hands. She smiled and tried not to be discouraged as she continued to eat.

Nami, no doubt due to her delirium and concern over not seeing the reaction she expected from Luffy, failed to notice that both of Luffy's hands we clenched on his knees beneath the table and had been that way since Nami's 'bacon performance.'

Robin had made her rounds and was now serving Luffy last as he continued to stare at Nami.

"Here you are Luffy-san!" Luffy finally broke his stare with Nami and eyed his plate. Robin, who is perhaps one of the most observant of the crew, didn't fail to notice Luffy's clenched fists below the table or the strategic way he had placed his napkin over his groin. Robin chuckled again and returned to her seat.

No one said a single thing about Nami's behavior and everyone resumed eating except Sanji and Chopper who was still outside tending to him. What started out as unusual behavior for Luffy as he was only taking food from his own plate returned to normalcy when he stretched his arm across the table and took a sausage link from Zoro's plate.

"TCH." Zoro grimaced at him and rolled his eyes. Luffy laughed. With that, everyone resumed chatting as normal with Luffy making a mess of things and Usopp complaining the loudest when something was taken from his plate.

Her appetite diminishing as the meal went on, not just because she was full, but because Luffy seemed so well-damn unaffected by her performance, Nami huffed in frustration. Deciding she was done eating and should once again check the winds outside, she turned to Luffy.

"Here, Luffy, have the rest of my meat." Silence again fell on the room as Luffy eagerly took her plate.

"WOW! Thanks, Nami!" He poured the remaining mountain of meat onto his plate. Zoro raised his eyebrows at her.

"You alright?" Usopp asked when she stood up and excused herself.

"O yea, I'm just going to go check the course again and see if Chopper needs any help with Sanji." She smiled at everyone as she walked out. Zoro and Usopp shrugged and went back to eating. Brook made a joke about healthy bones and eating meat.

Robin carefully watched Luffy's face as Nami left. He was still eating meat happily from her plate, but she noticed his eyes trailing her intently as she walked out. Robin knew what Nami was up to, but she couldn't wait to see how Nami reacts when she finally figures out that Luffy also knows what she's up to.

Outside, and heading to Chopper who was munching on his breakfast next to a Sanji now tied up to several blood bags, Nami made her plans for Lunch. She smirked to herself.

~~~~~~Hi everyone! I already have the other chapters planned out...as you can probably guess, there will be a "Lunch, Dinner, and Dessert" chapter. Har Har. I know, I'm a dork. Depending on whether anyone reads this I'll post the others. *siiiigh...love the Mugiwara crew. So much love.