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Running Up That Hill
By : yinneko23
Category: +M to R > One Piece
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Today was The Day.
Luffy races excitedly to the dock, a single pack slung over her shoulders. Everything else she needs is already on the boat. Makino is waiting there, supporting smile firmly in place despite the old mayor�s displeasure.
�She is going to ruin this village�s reputation,� Luffy hears him grumble as she hurtles up behind him. Not in the least bit intimidated, the new pirate leaps onto Whoop Slap�s back in an enthusiastic gesture of affection.
�Isn�t it great?� she yells in his ear. The mayor swears loudly and tries to smack Luffy off, and it�s such a funny reaction Luffy clings on for a while longer just so she can laugh.
She finally releases him from her grasp, turning to hug Makino instead. The bartender squeezes her tightly but there is surprise on her face when she pulls away. �Luffy, what did you do to your chest?�
�Huh?� Luffy looks down but only sees her vest. She�s not even bleeding or anything. �Is something wrong with it?�
�You-� A sudden, strong wind blows across the docks, almost stealing her hat and carrying with it the tantalizing scent of the sea. Luffy promptly tunes out everything. Her tiny boat is floating not far from where she�s standing - why isn�t she on it?
Luffy wanders away from the gathering crowd to untie the single line holding her here. The giddy rush she feels as she steps aboard for the first time makes her giggle; her mind is filled with thoughts of Ace out on his own adventure, linked irrevocably to memories of Sabo and their promise. She can�t help but shout it to the wide blue sky.
And as Luffy waves see you later to everyone watching from the shore, she decides to remind them of her dream one last time.
�I�m gonna be the Pirate King!�
Just in case they forgot.
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She�s almost sad when her special little boat is destroyed by a whirlpool.

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Coby is in awe. He hadn�t know pirates like Luffy existed - strong, fearless, kind and painfully honest - and he certainly hadn�t expected to sail with one, even just for a short while. Whether he�s punching Coby�s worst nightmare in the stomach or sunning himself in the crows nest of their stolen ship, Luffy never ceases to surprise.
And if he occasionally imagines what it would be like to kiss Luffy, if he�d be rough or sloppy or smile the whole way through, Coby can�t be blamed.
When they arrive at Marine run island, there�s regret tangled up in his excitement. Not much, yet he can�t help but wish the journey had taken longer.
Then they meet the dreaded Roronoa Zoro and Coby sees just how far out of his league Luffy really is. Luffy sees through the rumors, the bullshit tough guy personality - he isn�t the least bit shocked when they hear the story behind Zoro�s capture.
Though he resists, futilely and hardly at all, Zoro becomes the first member of Luffy�s nakama.
They fight together against the type of Marine Coby never wants to be and the trust between them is immediate. Pirate and pirate hunter they may be, but the two fit each other perfectly.
As Coby watches Luffy sail after his dream, surrounded by living proof that he has finally stepped into his own, he swears then and there that one day he�ll become strong enough to catch up with his impossible friend. Strong enough to catch him period.
Coby smiles as the regret is overcome by anticipation.
Soon.
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They�re barely out of port when Luffy shrugs off his hole-ridden vest and begins picking at the bandages wrapped snug around his chest.
�Are you hurt?� Zoro asks. He�d seen the bandages prior to their fight with Morgan but it was possible Luffy had been bruised beneath them, or reopened an old wound.
�Nope,� Luffy says, finally locating the end and unraveling it with a sigh of satisfaction. �I just don�t wanna wear this.�
Before Zoro can process all the reasons one might wear unnecessary bandages, they fall loose under Luffy�s hands. He stares briefly at the soft curves, smaller than most but recognizable as distinctly feminine features. Zoro tugs at Luffy�s shorts. The denim pulls taut across his - her - thighs but there is no sign of a bulge.
�Huh,� he says, and lets go. �You�re a woman?�
�Eh? You didn�t know? I wasn�t trying to hide it.� Luffy stretches, arms overhead and back arching. It does interesting things to her chest, things the few remaining loops of bandages fail to hide. Zoro can�t remember being so acutely aware of another - Kuina had set an impossible example and fighting women were few and far between. But�this was nothing to do with gender. Luffy had been stupidly charming from the beginning. �You don�t mind right?�
He leans back, smirks at the sky. �I�ve witnessed first hand how strong women can be.�
�Shishishi, I knew you�d be great! Coby said -�
As Zoro sits and listens to his new captain ramble, he hopes Kuina is watching, wherever she was. Luffy dreamt of becoming Pirate King - to accomplish that would mean being the strongest, not only among the swordsmen, but the whole world over.
And there�s a growing belief in Zoro that maybe, just maybe, Luffy is that woman.
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�Hey Zoro, wanna have sex?�

The man in question is settling in for his third nap of the day, swords propped on his shoulder and eyes already closed. Zoro ignores her, assuming his captain is trying to get a rise (or maybe a game of tag) out of him. They�ve been sailing together for only a few days and not even Luffy could be that bored.
�C�mon Zoroooooo. I can tell you�re awake.�
A finger pokes at the furrow between his eyebrows. He refuses to look until Luffy presses her chest against his own, bare skin warm where she�s been sunning herself. Half-naked Luffy is hardly new, but it�s certainly more difficult to ignore when Zoro can feel her breasts up close and personal.
When he does open his eyes Zoro wishes he�d kept up the pretense no matter how tempting the distraction; Luffy�s shorts have gone missing and the way she�s straddling his lap puts her on shameless display.
�What the hell are you doing?� Zoro sets his hands on the relatively safe span of her waist to hold her lower body at arms length. If his fingers slip higher then it�s entirely her fault because she will not. stay. still.
�Playing a game! Ace called it �seduction�,� Luffy says. Zoro wonders at her innocence, briefly - then she kisses him, a deep kiss full of confidence and tongue, and he realizes innocent isn�t the choice word here. Naïve, perhaps. Or oblivious. Luffy kisses like she�s done it a thousand times before - for all he knows, maybe she has.
Zoro responds instinctively to the mischievous flick of her tongue on his lips, parting them to let it sweep across his teeth and the ticklish ridges of his palate. When he growls at the aggravating sensation, Luffy darts away to taste the curve of Zoro�s cheek instead.
�You�re serious?�

�Well, yeah. Sex is fun.�
�I wouldn�t know,� Zoro mutters.
�Eh? Did you say something?�
Deciding to get the humiliation over with, Zoro raises his voice and repeats, �I wouldn�t know.�
There�s a beat of silence, and then Luffy yells through her hysterical laughter, �Zoro hasn�t done it!� Continuing to giggle at the swordsman�s grumble of I was busy training, she says, �I�m surprised. You aren�t bad looking - green hair is so cool - and like drinking. Didn�t girls talk to you in bars and stuff?�
�Most women break easy,� Zoro answers, anger temporarily abated by Luffy�s genuine shock at his lack of experience.
�Not me.� Luffy places his calloused hands on her breasts and covers them until Zoro hesitantly trails his thumb across the skin there. �I�ve been called a monster more than once because I�m almost indestructible.�
�Why do this with me? For me?� Zoro squeezes hard enough to bruise an ordinary person. Luffy just sighs at the delicious pressure.
�Because we�re nakama!� she says, as through it explains everything.
And it�s such a stupidly simple, stupidly Luffy statement, Zoro has to kiss her.
Pleased by his acceptance, Luffy closes the remaining distance to sit fully in Zoro�s lap, scooting up his thighs so their groins touch. Zoro groans at her heat right where he needs it - he�s been half-hard since Luffy opened her damn mouth - and saves his swords from getting knocked aside by a careless knee.
They kiss again, but this time Zoro is distracted by the smooth feel of her as he grinds the palm of his hand against her peaked nipples. He�s so unused to the fullness of her chest Zoro moves his other hand elsewhere, trying to catch his bearings. The rest of Luffy�s body is hard with muscle, her hips flat, ass curved and tight but not as large as some women he�s seen. It�s almost a relief that there is little difference between her and the more slender male pirates he�s wrestled to the ground before.
Except between her legs. That is entirely new territory for Zoro, but he refuses to be intimidated. Handling katana, handling the wet space he pokes at tentatively - he feels a small bump Luffy shivers when he brushes against, and when Zoro presses harder his fingers slip, two sliding back to pushing inside. Damn, but it�s hot�

�I get to put my dick in there?� Zoro knows it�s a stupid question, but at least Luffy doesn�t seem inclined to laugh at him just now, flushed and panting a little and nodding in answer. She tugs at the waistband of his pants.
�Take these off,� Luffy urges, lifting herself out of Zoro�s grip and onto her knees so he can kick off his shoes and remaining clothes. When he�s naked, Luffy swipes her thumb across the leaking head of his cock. �No time to play. Wanna put it inside me now?�
��Yeah.� Luffy picks up her shorts from where she�d abandoned them under a bench, arm stretching to do so, and takes from her pocket an object Zoro recognizes from nights spent in seedier taverns.
He�d completely forgotten about the risks associated with sexual activity. His captain really isn�t as air headed as she seems.
�You need to wear this,� she says, holding his dick in one hand and rolling the condom down with the other like an expert - Zoro can�t help being a little curious about how often Luffy�s had sex before - and he growls at how good her touch feels. It�s muted through the latex, but not enough.
Zoro grabs Luffy�s hips to haul her into position, letting her fingers guide him where he needs to be. She rubs it against that bump she likes, teasing them both with pleasure just out of reach, grinning slightly when Zoro digs short nails into her skin, before sinking onto his dick in a single practiced motion.
The swordsman is suddenly grateful he�s never been bothered to try this before. Every ounce of concentration that usually goes into regulating his strength is now focused on nothing but how tight Luffy was. It�s strangely satisfying to feel her hip bones bend beneath the force of his grip, only for Luffy to tip her head back and moan, completely oblivious.
It doesn�t last long after that. Zoro takes her weight, bouncing her as hard and fast as their comparatively flimsy boat will allow. Luffy gives up control willingly enough, bracing herself on Zoro�s shoulder with one hand and working the other down to touch where they�re joined, fingers just barely brushing his dick. The contact drives Zoro over the edge.
Luffy�s neck hovers near his mouth. Zoro bites it to muffle the sounds he�s sure he�s making, pinning her across his thighs as he empties. Her breath stutters over his ear and fuck it�s like she�s clutching him with her whole body when she comes.
�God, Luffy,� he groans. She laughs breathlessly, slumping sideways to rest her forehead on the mast. Zoro pulls out, takes off the condom. They stay curled together.
Eventually Luffy starts snoring, and Zoro settles in for the best damn nap he�s ever had.
-
They�re listless and starving when the bird flies high overhead. Luffy has just finished rebinding her chest, though Zoro can�t figure out why - they�re only going to come off again later. Unless she likes it when-
Huh. Zoro feels a different sort of hunger settle low in his stomach and wonders how fast he can get the strips of cloth off without tearing them. Maybe he could set a new record.
�Oi, Zoro! Look at that!� Luffy is pointing at a colorful blob in the sky. �Think we can eat it?�
�Probably.� Zoro shrugs. His mind is elsewhere.
Which is too bad for him; the swordsman has forgotten how much Luffy enjoys food. In the next second she�s screaming something about rockets and not coming down.
�Fuck,� Zoro says, hand shadowing his eyes as he tracks his rapidly disappearing captain.
He picks up a couple of losers who lead him straight to Luffy, locked up and making nice with a crazy witch of a red-head who looks at them both with endless exasperation and reads the sea like she�s was born to it. As far as nakama goes, Zoro guesses they could do worse.
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Nami has no clue what to think about the madman who falls from the sky.
On one hand, he�s a pirate. On the other, he�s saved her life over and over again since they met. Even now, as they run from an angry mob of villagers with the wrong idea, she�s shocked at herself for allowing said life saving to overwrite her instinctual hatred towards all pirates, so much so that Nami actually intends to sail with him. And not just him. His masochist of a first mate as well, with whom she deeply suspects Luffy shares romantic liaisons. Seriously, why else would any person drag a concrete cage halfway across town with a gaping hole in their gut?
That night, Luffy jumps across the small gap separating their ships. Nami is enjoying her newspaper by the flickering light of a lantern. She�s been there since the sun set - pirate hater she may be, but Nami will always love the sea and how beautiful it looks with improbable hues of red and gold refracting across the waves.
�What do you want?� She doesn�t mean to sound grumpy, but Luffy�s presence signals the end of her peaceful evening. Actually, Nami�s surprised she hasn�t been visited before now. What the hell had he and Zoro been doing? Sleeping is the only way she can answer that question and still look Luffy in the eyes. Her face feels hot.
Which is ridiculous. Since when has she been sex shy?
�Nothing! Just wanna hang out with my new nakama.� He blinks at Nami with wide, innocent eyes she can�t bring herself to believe are fake. He�s such a dunce.
When Luffy stretches out beside her on the deck chair, Nami rolls her paper into a cylinder and whacks him with it. �This is what you call �hanging out�? You�re way too close!�
�Eh? But isn�t this what girls do? Lay back and watch the sky together?�
�No! Girls get tans and go shopping for clothes and none of that matters. You aren�t a girl.�
�Yes I am!� Luffy is frowning like she�s the one who�s stupid. Nami hits him again.
�Then prove it,� she says. There is no chance Luffy could be female. Nami has never seen a woman move, laugh, fight the way he does - careless and unselfconscious and animal. So of course she doesn�t understand what her eyes are telling her when Luffy tugs at the bandages around his chest and a pair of wholly obvious breasts spring free.
�Those can�t be real!� Nami grabs a handful of. of. of�warm, supple flesh that gives between her fingers. They certainly feel real enough, right down to how Luffy jerks like he - she�s - been electrocuted when Nami pinches a little too hard. �Oh.�
�Why didn�t you just say you wanted to?� Luffy asks. The grin that�s normally too big for her face softens into something inviting, and she leans in to press a delicate kiss against Nami�s cheekbone.
�Wait-�
�I�ve never done it with another girl before, but I bet it�s fun this way too!�
This time, Luffy is aiming for her mouth. Nami, overwhelmed and massively freaking out on the inside, does the only thing she can think of.
The thief stands back to catch her breath while Luffy whimpers and rubs at the throbbing lumps on her head. �Why were you kissing me?�
�You were squeezing my boobs so I thought you wanted to have sex!�
�That was an accident!� Nami shrieks at the cowering brunette. �Why would I want to have sex with a woman? And one I just met at that!�
�Because we�re nakama,� Luffy says. A presumptuous statement of fact.
�No.� Nami clenches her fists, so tightly that a nail - one she�d torn trying desperately not to murdered by an insane clown, and Luffy had saved her then too - pricks her skin. Blood beads in the shallow cut. �We�re not.�
Luffy slinks back to the other ship, dejected. Nami retreats to her cabin, rifling through the bag of cosmetics she keeps handy in search of a nail file. She manages to make it through eight of her fingers before the guilt forces her to abandon her manicure and find Luffy. It feels like she needs to say something. Anything.
And she finds Luffy, alright, curled up in Zoro�s lap and attached at the lips. Nami see a darting flash of pink and has to bite at her own mouth. The swordsman pulls away to look at her, eyebrow raised and smirk creeping firmly into place. Luffy follows Zoro�s gaze.
She smiles widely, as though Nami hadn�t just beaten her skull in not half an hour before. �Do you wanna join us?�
When Luffy holds out a welcoming hand, Nami wishes it wasn�t so difficult to turn away.
Goddamn pirates.
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Running Up That Hill	By : yinneko23 Category: +M to R > One Piece Views: 11948 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece or make any money from this fic.

Running Up That Hill