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Summary: Gary and Nami spend the day shopping.
Notes: Written for the F!S Fic Requests. Link lost; posted.
Gray ran out of money so quickly, he only had his shirt on his back.
Actually, he no longer even possessed that, sold off for some measly spare change when he wasn’t looking. At least he still had his shorts, though he often unconsciously unbuckled it before Nami pointed out his habit politely by smashing the back of his head.
“It’s a nice day for shopping, isn’t it?” she fairly sang, swinging her many bags back and forth. The bags were overfilled with magical trinkets, jewelry, dresses, and some other girly products that Gary dared not touch. Most of his day was spent standing outside really pink shops and peeking in every once in a while at the dangerous new world he discovered.
“I don’t have any more money,” he said unhappily. Luckily, he hadn’t drawn out all his money when he had met this girl who smelled like sea and oranges. And she had a cool tattoo. And she wasn’t mean like Erza and wasn’t annoying like Natsu.
“That’s fine,” she said happily, waving him away. “I have more than enough. It was a good day. Thanks for taking me shopping, Gr-Gr-“
“Gray.”
“Gray!”
She sighed happily, collapsing on a bench and leaned back. Gray put down the bags and began to sit down.
“Pull up your pants.”
He did so.
“So what are you doing around these parts?” she asked, finally sitting up. She dusted off her dress and smiled at him, and he flushed.
“I’m on a mission,” he said loudly, looking away. “I’m from Fairy Tail. The best magic guild in the world!” The last part was said particularly loudly.
“So you’re a mage?” She looked interested.
“Ice,” he said proudly, “One of the best there. Even better than Natsu.” This was said in a particular loud voice, and he pointed to himself proudly.
She was trying on necklaces.
He awkwardly moved his hand back down and shuffled in his seat. Unconsciously, he began to remove his shorts again.
She smashed him on the back of his head with a pole-thingy.
“Don’t do that,” she said. “It’s indecent.”
“Ri-right.” She was kinda like Erza. But he looked at her stick curiously, looked at her, looked at the stick, and looked back at her. When she still didn’t say anything, he stared at the stick, and then deliberately turned to puppy-dog eye her.
“It’s something Usopp made me,” she finally said. “It’s how I fight.”
“You fight too?” He brightened up considerably. “You must be tough.” After all, Erza still scared him even when she wasn’t there.
“Of course!” she said defiantly. She held out her stick and laughed loudly. “I fight alongside all my crewmates.” Oh, right. Gray hadn’t asked her what she did. But before that.
“So what do you just hit people with it?”
“No, I change the weather.”
He gaped at her.
She smiled. “I don’t want to be useless to my friends,” she said, tucking her pole back in her bags. “And I have to make my sister proud. And . . . and my mother.” She said the last note a little softer. And then she smiled at him. The smile was unexpectedly warm.
“You won’t be useless,” he said loudly, grabbing her hands. She looked surprised at his sudden movement. “As long as you give your support, you’re not useless. But you have to keep trying. And not—not give in to despair.” The memory of Ur floated to him, and he gritted his teeth. He tried to impress his feelings on her hands.
Her smile softened. “You’re really a nice guy,” she said, smiling. “I’m glad I chose you for a victim.”
Victim?
“You remind me of my captain—“
And suddenly Gray found himself smashed in the face by a kick, and smashed through a wall. When he climbed back up, he could see the girl was beating the guy’s face harshly.
“Sanji, I told you not to interrupt my date!”
“But he was touching your delicate, beautiful hands!” Sanji argued, flinging his arms about. This Sanji guy, Gray observed, had a really weird eyebrow.
“Hey, freaky eyebrow! Wanna fight?” Gray took on a fighting stance. “I’ll take you on!”
Just as Sanji assumed position, there was a splash. They both looked at the harbor, where a reindeer was squealing and floundering in the water, with a stretchy guy barely holding his head above water.
“Luffy!” she shrieked. “What are you doing?!”
“Teaching Chopper how to swim!”
“Devil-Users don’t swim!”
“But you still have to keep up practicing,” the man named Luffy argued, his face bland.
“I’m sorry,” the girl told Gray, “I have togobye.” She grabbed her bags and ran off. Sanji looked up, startled, and then chased after her.
“Wait! Wait, beautiful!”
Gray scratched his head.
That night, when he discovered that more of his money was missing from his house, he also saw a little warning notice taped to the Fairy Tail guild board. When he took it down, he saw that girl—her name was Nami, apparently—was worth—worth—
No wonder she needed the money, he thought to himself, she needed to pay off the debt to her head. Satisfied, he put the little orange earring she had left behind in his pocket, and went to look for another job to build up his money again.
-8/21/08
Notes: Written for the F!S Fic Requests. Link lost; posted.
Gray ran out of money so quickly, he only had his shirt on his back.
Actually, he no longer even possessed that, sold off for some measly spare change when he wasn’t looking. At least he still had his shorts, though he often unconsciously unbuckled it before Nami pointed out his habit politely by smashing the back of his head.
“It’s a nice day for shopping, isn’t it?” she fairly sang, swinging her many bags back and forth. The bags were overfilled with magical trinkets, jewelry, dresses, and some other girly products that Gary dared not touch. Most of his day was spent standing outside really pink shops and peeking in every once in a while at the dangerous new world he discovered.
“I don’t have any more money,” he said unhappily. Luckily, he hadn’t drawn out all his money when he had met this girl who smelled like sea and oranges. And she had a cool tattoo. And she wasn’t mean like Erza and wasn’t annoying like Natsu.
“That’s fine,” she said happily, waving him away. “I have more than enough. It was a good day. Thanks for taking me shopping, Gr-Gr-“
“Gray.”
“Gray!”
She sighed happily, collapsing on a bench and leaned back. Gray put down the bags and began to sit down.
“Pull up your pants.”
He did so.
“So what are you doing around these parts?” she asked, finally sitting up. She dusted off her dress and smiled at him, and he flushed.
“I’m on a mission,” he said loudly, looking away. “I’m from Fairy Tail. The best magic guild in the world!” The last part was said particularly loudly.
“So you’re a mage?” She looked interested.
“Ice,” he said proudly, “One of the best there. Even better than Natsu.” This was said in a particular loud voice, and he pointed to himself proudly.
She was trying on necklaces.
He awkwardly moved his hand back down and shuffled in his seat. Unconsciously, he began to remove his shorts again.
She smashed him on the back of his head with a pole-thingy.
“Don’t do that,” she said. “It’s indecent.”
“Ri-right.” She was kinda like Erza. But he looked at her stick curiously, looked at her, looked at the stick, and looked back at her. When she still didn’t say anything, he stared at the stick, and then deliberately turned to puppy-dog eye her.
“It’s something Usopp made me,” she finally said. “It’s how I fight.”
“You fight too?” He brightened up considerably. “You must be tough.” After all, Erza still scared him even when she wasn’t there.
“Of course!” she said defiantly. She held out her stick and laughed loudly. “I fight alongside all my crewmates.” Oh, right. Gray hadn’t asked her what she did. But before that.
“So what do you just hit people with it?”
“No, I change the weather.”
He gaped at her.
She smiled. “I don’t want to be useless to my friends,” she said, tucking her pole back in her bags. “And I have to make my sister proud. And . . . and my mother.” She said the last note a little softer. And then she smiled at him. The smile was unexpectedly warm.
“You won’t be useless,” he said loudly, grabbing her hands. She looked surprised at his sudden movement. “As long as you give your support, you’re not useless. But you have to keep trying. And not—not give in to despair.” The memory of Ur floated to him, and he gritted his teeth. He tried to impress his feelings on her hands.
Her smile softened. “You’re really a nice guy,” she said, smiling. “I’m glad I chose you for a victim.”
Victim?
“You remind me of my captain—“
And suddenly Gray found himself smashed in the face by a kick, and smashed through a wall. When he climbed back up, he could see the girl was beating the guy’s face harshly.
“Sanji, I told you not to interrupt my date!”
“But he was touching your delicate, beautiful hands!” Sanji argued, flinging his arms about. This Sanji guy, Gray observed, had a really weird eyebrow.
“Hey, freaky eyebrow! Wanna fight?” Gray took on a fighting stance. “I’ll take you on!”
Just as Sanji assumed position, there was a splash. They both looked at the harbor, where a reindeer was squealing and floundering in the water, with a stretchy guy barely holding his head above water.
“Luffy!” she shrieked. “What are you doing?!”
“Teaching Chopper how to swim!”
“Devil-Users don’t swim!”
“But you still have to keep up practicing,” the man named Luffy argued, his face bland.
“I’m sorry,” the girl told Gray, “I have togobye.” She grabbed her bags and ran off. Sanji looked up, startled, and then chased after her.
“Wait! Wait, beautiful!”
Gray scratched his head.
That night, when he discovered that more of his money was missing from his house, he also saw a little warning notice taped to the Fairy Tail guild board. When he took it down, he saw that girl—her name was Nami, apparently—was worth—worth—
No wonder she needed the money, he thought to himself, she needed to pay off the debt to her head. Satisfied, he put the little orange earring she had left behind in his pocket, and went to look for another job to build up his money again.
-8/21/08