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I couldn't help but keep a huge, goofy smile on my face as I walked back to my car. Honestly, I hadn't wanted to go home. All I wanted was to go back to the beach with Nami and hold her close to me again, and hear her beautiful voice and see her gorgeous face. God, what's better than that? Well, maybe having a meat feast with her would be a bit better, but still. Tonight was probably the happiest I've been in a while. As well as yesterday, also. If every day had been like today, I don't think I'd ever ask for anything more. What would've made today perfect would be if I could kiss Nami once again and feel her lips on mine. 

I started my car and drove off back to my home. My new house had been huge, I mean, it's larger than I could ever imagine! I guess this is what it's like to be the fiance of someone rich, huh?

Oh, wait.

I completely forgot about Hammock. My mind had been completely set on Nami that I forgot that I had been Hammock's fiance! Shit! Well, I just can't mention going to the beach with Nami at all.

As soon as I walked through the house door, I saw Hammock lying down on the couch, sleeping peacefully. I sighed and walked into the kitchen and sat down at the counter. My phone that had been in my back pocket buzzed. I took it out of my pocket to see that Nami had texted me.

From: Nami:))
Hey Luffy! Thanks for bringing me to the beach. I had fun! :)

To: Nami:))
Shishishi, no problem! I'm glad you had fun. It's been a while since we've done something like that, huh?

From: Nami:))
Yeah, it sure has. Well, I think that maybe I'm going to watch a movie when I'm done with my bubble bath. I'll talk to you later, Luffy!

To: Nami:))
Alright!

I turned off my phone with a smile and put it back in my pocket. As I did that, there had been a large groan coming from the couch. Hammock must've woken up.

"Luffy," Hammock wined, "When did you get home?"

Slowly I got up from the chair at the kitchen counter and walked towards the couch and sat next to Hammock, who had lifted her knees up to her chest. "Just a couple of minutes ago," I explained, "Sorry, did I wake you?"

Hammock shook her head and scooted close to me and rested her head on my shoulder. "Maybe," she sighed, "I'm just glad you're home. It's been forever since I've seen that face of yours." Hammock kissed my cheek, causing me to immediately wipe that spot on my cheek. 

"It really hasn't been that long," I laughed. I then got up from the couch and stretched. "Well, I'm going to bed now. Goodnight!" As quick as I could, I rushed to my bedroom upstairs before Hammock could say another word to me. I slammed my door shut and locked it. I took off my straw hat and placed it on my dresser, and took my shirt off. I got into a plain white t-shirt with shorts on and plopped myself onto my bed. 

There had been a million thoughts filling my head, which had kind of hurt my brain. I sat up and ran my fingers through my hair. I looked up to see my big picture board of Ace and me that Nami gave me for my seventeenth birthday. Of course, I kept it. This is probably the most precious thing to me in my life. As I stared at it, tears started filling my eyes. God, I missed Ace. 

----the next day----

Knock.
Knock.
Knock.

"Come in," I groaned, pulling my pillow over my face. My face had been all crusty and dried from my tears last night.

"Luffy, dear, your door is locked." Hammock. Of course. I groaned once again and forced myself out of bed to go and unlock the door for my soon-to-be wife. She had already been ready for the day: her black, silky hair had cascaded down her back. She had worn a short, dark red tube dress with a pearl necklace and pearl earrings. It had probably been the nicest dress I've seen her wear. Hammock shot me a huge, smile with her pink, rosy cheeks. 

"What the hell do you want?" I groaned, running my hand through my hair. Hammock grabbed both of my hands and placed her tender lips on top of mine. It had been just a quick little peck, instead of her trying to kiss me sloppily. 

"Luffy," Hammock started, "I've got a job interview! I'm so excited. So, I'll be gone pretty much all day. The interview isn't that long, but I have a very high chance of getting hired, so I'll probably get working right away! That's what the boss said, anyways. She and I are close friends, so she's just going to have to hire me, right?" 

Sighing, I walked back towards my bed and threw myself onto my bed, face down. "Yeah, she's just going to have to, I guess," I sighed, "What time are you leaving?"

"In thirty minutes," Hammock explained, "Do you mind finally waking up and spending some time with me before I leave? I had my chefs cook up a delicious breakfast for us." I rolled my eyes and walked out into the dining room with Hammock.

There had been multiple different foods sitting on the table: Misho Shiru, Natto, Tamago Kake Gohan, and Gohan. I immediately started eating everything, including each and every crumb on the plates/bowls.

"Oh, Luffy, maybe savor it a bit-" Hammock set her hand on my shoulder as I finished the last bit of Misho Shiru. 

"That was delicious, Hammock!" I laughed, "Although... I'm not very full yet. Do you mind getting me some more?"

"It's Hancock, Luffy," Hammock laughed, "But, yes, of course, my love!" Hammock then walked towards the kitchen and screamed, "Listen here, you scoundrels! Luffy wants more! Make some more of... Everything!" I could hear all of the chefs agreeing to her and immediately getting to work. It seems like I'm just using her for food, doesn't it?

After I ate some more food, I had looked at my phone to see that I had gotten a text from Nami.

From: Nami:))
Goodmorning, Luffy!

To: Nami:))
Good morning!

It took Nami a while to respond then after that, so I went to take a long shower after Hammock had left. I decided to put on a white tank top with some dark blue sweatpants, along with my straw hat placed on top of my head, like usual. My hat is still in pretty good shape, which I'm surprised about since it's been so many years of me having it.

Suddenly, as I sat down on my couch and turned on the TV, my stomach rumbled. I had craved the taste of Sanji's cooking really bad at the moment. Maybe I should wait a couple of hours before I go and ask for food but...

Then I got a text from Nami, distracting my thoughts.

From: Nami:))
Sorry, I took so long to respond. I had been out
with Robin and Zoro at the Mori Sushi breakfast restaurant. 

To: Nami:))
It's okay. Hey, Sanji, Robin, Zoro, you, and I should all get together for lunch and have a picnic! Hammock is supposed to be gone all day, and I'm craving Sanji's food right now, shishishi.

From: Nami:))
Well, Robin and Zoro are busy today. Sanji has some special event for the Baratie he has to attend. Maybe I can put together some sandwiches or something for us?

To: Nami:))
Okay! You can come here. I really don't feel like leaving the house. Whoops!

From: Nami:))
Okay? If you don't want to leave the house why did you ask to go out for a picnic in the first place-? Never mind, don't answer that. I'll be there in one hour. See ya!🙃

With a smirk on my face, I turned off my phone and put it in my back pocket. I laid there and watched some random anime show I found on Netflix, and even took a little nap. Although, the craving I had for Sanji's food hadn't gone away. 

When my doorbell had finally rung, I got up from the couch as quickly as I could and I answered the door. An orange-haired woman with sparkling brown eyes had been standing there with a smile. She had been holding this plastic container with these two sandwiches in them. Nami had been wearing an oversized sweatshirt, along with converse shoes and shorts. Her hair had been put up in a high ponytail, which baby hairs sticking out in the front. She also had that one necklace I gave her hanging around her neck.

"Hey," she said. I shot Nami a smile and let her inside. Nami took her shoes off and walked into the large dining room and set the sandwiches on the table. "Well, I don't know how good these are. Honestly, I kind of just threw it together. There is ham and cheese. That's it, actually. Just a plain ham and cheese sandwich." Nami sighed and pulled up a chair for herself at the table and took a seat. "Dig in, I guess." She then opened up the plastic container and grabbed out one of the sandwiches and took a bite. I then grabbed myself a sandwich and ate it as quickly as I could. 

"So, how are you and Oliver?" I asked as I licked the crumbs off of my fingers. Nami gave me this sad look, then just smiled innocently. 

"Good," she said. Nami then looked down at her lap and fidgeted with her hands. "Although, I don't even know if I want to be with him, Luffy. I'm not as happy as I want to be. Maybe that makes me seem selfish, or maybe it makes it seem like that I'm saying he isn't enough. That's not true, but even after dating him for these past couple of years, I'm doubting if the feelings I say I have for him are real or not. God, why am I going on about this to you? Sorry, Luffy."

"Shishishi, don't be sorry," I laughed, "I don't mind, trust me. You can keep going on and on about whatever, and I won't be bothered." Nami sighed then looked up at me. 

"Thanks," she said, "But, I don't know, Luffy. Do I stay with him or not?"

Oh god, you have no much I really wanted them to end things. But I can't just say that to her. "Maybe you should figure out if you really like him or not first," I replied. I looked down at Nami's sandwich, which wasn't even half gone. "Are you even going to finish that?" I asked. 

Nami shook her head and handed me her sandwich. "I'm not that hungry, I guess. Anyways, maybe that's a good idea. Maybe I take a break from him first so I can figure things out. Then I'll let him know how I feel." Nami then face-palmed her face and shook her head. "No, no. I can't do that. It will crush him!"

As I shoved the last piece of sandwich into my mouth, I set my hand on Nami's shoulder. "Nami," I said, "I don't know what to tell you at this point."

"Wow, what a great help you are," Nami mumbled.

"Shishishi, thank you!" I laughed, "I'm always here to help." Nami rolled her eyes and then looked down at her lap and fidgeted with her fingers again. 

I had missed times like these. Nami and I weren't necessarily a thing anymore, but being around her always made me happy and put me in a good mood.

"Oh, well, uh, how are things with you and Hancock?" Nami asked as she looked up at me. 

I put both of my hands on the back of my head and shrugged. "Okay, I guess," I replied, "She's a big pain in the ass though. God, I really just want to end things already. Like, I'll be glad to give her to Sanji. I'm sure he'd be glad to marry her and stick his tongue into her mouth all he wants."

"Probably," Nami admitted, "But, maybe you shouldn't talk about your future wife like that?"

"Well, you asked how things were with her and me, and I answered honestly, right?" I pointed out.

Nami rolled her eyes and nodded her head. "I guess," she said.

----a couple of hours later----

"This tastes disgusting," I laughed, pushing the glass of wine away from me, "I don't get how anybody drinks this!" Wiping my mouth with my arm, I then laid back in my chair and smirked. "So, how much more are you going to drink of that? You don't want to get drunk, Nami."

Nami rolled her eyes and set down her glass of wine down on the kitchen counter. "This was just my second glass. Don't make it sound like I've been drinking for hours, you idiot." Nami then looked up at one of the cabinets and smirked. "Although, I'm really in the mood for some sake instead, Luffy. Do you mind getting me some? If not, you'd owe me-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," I interrupted, "I'll get you some sake. There's no need to even think about getting paid by me, you hear me?" Nami shot me an evil grin and shrugged. I walked over to the cabinet and pulled out some sake. "You can bring me your glass yourself." 

"Idiot," Nami laughed, "I can't use a wine glass for sake."

"Sure you can!" I said, "So, come on. Bring me your glass." Nami let out a huge groan and walked towards me with her wine glass for me to pour sake into. As I poured her drink, her phone rang. 

"Dammit, Olly," she mumbled, "What do you want?" Nami then looked up at me and smiled. "Sorry, Olly's calling." I nodded my head and she walked back into the living room. As she walked away, I brought her glass of sake and put it on the dining room table. I slowly crept over by the wall and listened to Nami speaking to Oliver. What I was doing probably wasn't right, but I had this urge to listen. 

"Hey, Olly," Nami greeted, "Is there something in particular you need?" There had been a long pause before she replied. "Hold, on let me put you on speaker. I can't really hear you." Nami then took her phone away from her ear, pushed some sort of button, then held her phone out in front of her. "Okay, okay. Can you repeat that, Olly?"

"Sure," Oliver replied over the phone, "Do you mind telling me where you are? I've sent you billions of texts asking to go out for lunch today but you missed them. You're scaring me a bit, gorgeous."

Nigh sighed and ran her hand through her hair. "Sorry, I didn't mean to worry you. Anyways, I'm at a friend's house."

"Who? Are you with Vivi? Or Robin?" Olly asked.

"I might as well tell you," Nami groaned, "No. I'm just having a couple of drinks with Luffy. Is that okay?"

There was then a long, awkward pause. I could instantly tell that Nami regretted saying anything. She was better at this relationship stuff than I was, though. I normally lie to Hammock, while Nami straight up told the truth. 

After what felt like forever, Olly started speaking again: "Oh. I guess that's fine, as long as Hancock is there." 

"She's not here," Nami mumbled. Nami sat down on the couch and placed her phone in front of her on the coffee table and started biting the tips of her fingernails. 

Once again, there had been a long pause.

"Okay," Olly replied. Then, he hung up. Nami hid her face in her hands and sighed. 

"God, I'm sorry, Olly," Nami sighed. This was weird: since when did Nami feel sorry for stuff like this? Normally, she would say, "You idiot, Luffy is just a friend. I'm allowed to have friends that are guys, aren't I? Plus, what Luffy and I had in high school has no effect on us now. We both agreed to be friends. The one thing that hurt the most when we split was losing the friendship we had before. So don't go getting any ideas or get all pissed off at me for no goddamn reason!" But instead, Nami just apologized instead of calling Olly back and talking some sense into him.

"Hey, Nami?" I whispered. Nami then lifted her face from her hands and looked at me. She smiled then got up from the couch and walked towards me. Although, the smile she had on her face wasn't a very convincing smile. It wasn't like she was trying to hide sadness, though. And then...

Bonk!

Nami took her fist and bonked me on the top of the head as hard as she could. "You asshole!" she yelled, "Have you been eavesdropping on me this whole time I was on the phone?! Have you ever heard of privacy?!"

As I rubbed the top of my head and winced, I replied with, "Sorry, sorry! I didn't realize I was violating your privacy or anything. I thought that only Sanji does that when any woman is changing! Isn't that the only way to violate privacy, Nami?"

"You dumbass," Nami sighed, "There are many different ways to violate people's privacy. Just don't do something like that again, you hear me, Luffy?"

I nodded my head vigorously. "Yeah, I hear you," I mumbled. 

----another couple of hours later----

At this point, Nami had been pretty drunk. Maybe I should have put the sake away after I poured some for Nami. There's no going back now, I guess. At this point, Nami had been going on and on and on about how she had this weird dream about these tangerines coming to life and attacking her or something. It had been pretty amusing, I'll be honest! I wish I had been eating popcorn while listening to her ridiculousness.

"So, yeah!" Nami laughed, while taking another sip of sake, "That's how it all went down. Pretty funny, am I right?"

"Shishishi, yeah!" I said, "Are there any other strange dreams you want to tell me about?"

Nami sat there for a second with her finger on her chin as she looked up at the ceiling. Suddenly, she sat up on the couch and looked me dead in the eye. "Well, I did have this dream about you recently, actually." Nami then leaned back on the couch and shrugged. "It wasn't a big deal though. It was just this weird romantic scene that I saw in a movie, but with you and me. We were both sitting under a sakura tree, talking about what we wanted to do with our lives in the future after we finish college, so I guess in my dream we were in high school. Anyways, I started tearing up in the dream because you were off to do something big while all I wanted to do was become a mother and have a family. You had wanted to become a billionaire after getting a job as a lawyer, then become famous for being such a great lawyer. You even wanted to become an actor. You then pulled me close to you and hugged me tighter than you had before to comfort me. In the dream, apparently, we had planned our whole future out when we were freshmen, then never talked about our future again, so that's why it was a surprise for me." Nami took another sip of her sake then let out a huge burp. She giggled a bit but then continued. "You then told me you loved me for the first time. I tried saying I love you before, but you hadn't said it back, but you finally did. Then, you kissed me. My dream then ended. Crazy, right?!"

"Crazy," I said, looking down at my lap. Honestly, I had wanted that dream to come true.

Nami then let out a huge yawn and set her glass of sake down on the coffee table. She came and walked towards me as I stood up and took my hat off of my head, placing it on hers. She stood on her tippy toes and looked at me with a sweet smile. Nami placed a quick peck on my cheek then hugged me tightly, startling me a bit. "Nami what are you-"

"I like your hugs," she said, "Don't you dare let go of me, Luffy." Did I really have a choice? She had held onto me so tightly, there was no way I would be able to get her to let go. Honestly, I don't think I wanted to. All I did was hug her back.

After what felt like five seconds, Nami let go of me and stretched. Her cheeks had been pretty pink, and she had this goofy smile on her face. "Well, I'm going to nap, okay, Luffy?" I just shrugged and let her walk towards the couch. Nami laid herself down and closed her eyes, and dozed off.

Suddenly, I heard the door of my house start unlocking. Hammock.

"This stupid door!" I heard Hammock complain, "Why won't you open-" Then, Hammock came falling into the house as the door swung open. "Dammit!" Hammock yelled, "Stupid door!" Hammock got up and walked into the living room. As she looked at Nami, her eyes widened. Hammock let out a huge scream.

"Why the hell are you screaming?!" I said, covering my ears, "You'll wake Nami up!"

"Luffy, dear," Hammock said, "Tell me: why is there another woman laying on the couch? With your hat?!"

"She got drunk and passed out," I explained, "Calm down." Hammock sighed and slapped Nami across the face. "Hey, hey!" I shouted, "What the hell was that for?"

"Wake up, you scoundrel," Hammock sneered, "And get the hell out of my house!"

"Huh?" Nami said, rubbing the side of her face where Hammock slapped her, "That wasn't very nice-" Hammock grabbed one of Nami's legs and pulled her off of the couch, causing the hat of Nami's head to fall off. Hammock grabbed the hat and threw it at me. 

"Get out of my house!" Hammock snapped, "Now, you... whatever you are!" 

"Come on, Nami," I said, helping Nami up from the ground. I walked outside of the house with Nami and brought her to her car. She handed me her keys and I drove her home, where Olly's car had been sitting in her driveway.

"Why are you here?" I asked Olly as he got out of his car.

"Waiting for Nami," Olly explained, "I just got here, so it's not like I've been stalking her house or anything. Thanks for bringing her home. She's drunk, I'm assuming?"

"Yeah," I said, "She should probably nap or something. I'll go get going." Nami walked towards Olly and fell into his arms, practically dozing off in seconds as I walked back to my car and drove back home.

Hammock had been pissed off at me. She kept going on and on about how I had been a dick, but then immediately took everything she said to me back and tried making it better by giving me food. God, I hated it here.

Why couldn't Nami come back, and why couldn't Hammock just leave? I just want to feel Nami's arms around me again, hugging me tightly. But she was just drunk, wasn't she? She's not going to do that again. Actually, she might hug me. But I doubt she'll ever kiss my cheek again. 

Why did I have to be engaged to Hammock? Why did Nami have to be with Oliver?