One Piece - Attached

The Thousand Sunny floated across the cool waters, and Nami let out a content sigh as she leaned back on her chair, her glasses covering her face. After another ridiculous battle that Luffy definitely didn’t need to take part in, it was nice to relax and lean back for once, enjoying the summer breeze while finally getting the tan she needed. 

She flipped over after her front was done, letting her ass get the chance to enjoy the sun as well. 

Robin laid next to her, seemingly equally at peace. “These boys need to understand what it’s like to relax for once… and not be constantly waiting for the next fight,” Nami said, her voice muffled against the cushion underneath her. 

Robin chuckled, “I’m quite certain Zoro is resting as well… he did suffer quite a wound.”

Nami rolled her eyes, though knew the other woman couldn’t see her. She had her long orange hair loosely placed over her back, showing off her tattoo and purple polka dotted bikini underneath. Robin, on the other hand, was wearing a black set, though was not ashamed to reveal just as much as Nami. 

It just didn’t feel enough though. She felt as if she needed an actual vacation, a few week break away from always seeking out treasure, to not feel her heart pounding in fear, worried that her beloved friends could be in danger. She wanted to let loose and relax, and felt as if she deserved it. In fact- they all deserved it after all they’ve been through. 

Feeling determined, she stood up from the lounger, and headed to the navigation room, remembering something she had seen the day before. Robin opened her eyes slightly as she watched Nami depart, but didn’t say a single word. Nami pushed the door open, and pulled the four corners of the map she was currently using to navigate. It only took her a few seconds to find what she was looking for. “Perfect,” she said to herself.

“What’s perfect, Nami-san?” She heard Sanji’s familiar voice from outside her door.

“What did I say about following me around the ship, Sanji?” She replied in a falsely annoyed tone.

He wiggled his eyebrows and said, “if you’re going to wear something like that, how can I resist following you around? Now, what’s perfect?” 

Nami thought about it for a second, and figured it would be good to get Sanji on her side in this. It was easy in general to get Sanji on her side, especially with this outfit on. “I was thinking…” she started, getting a pout on her face, “I think the crew needs some sort of break. Don’t you think we’ve all been working so hard lately?”

Sanji began stroking his goatee, thinking about it for a second, “hmm… that does seem like a good idea. Zoro is still mending from his last fight, anyway.” 

“Exactly!” Nami exclaimed, probably a little too excitedly. “Now, we just have to convince Luffy to take a break for once.”

“He’s on the figurehead again, come on,” Sanji said. They rushed to find Luffy, who seemed to be napping with his straw hat on his face.

Nami didn’t waste a single second, “Luffy, you know how I never ask you for anything?” She received no response, and cleared her throat, “Luffy!” 

He moved into a cross-legged position before she could even blink, and looked at her, “Nami? Is something wrong?” 

She shook her head, “No, I just have a request. A pit stop, if you will.” She glanced at Sanji, then back at Luffy, “Sanji agrees with me!” 

Luffy scratched his head and asked, “what is it?” 

“We want to take a break on an island, just for a few days. We never get to relax… and I think it would be good for the crew.”

Luffy blinked at her a few times, then used his gomu ability to land right next to them. “I guess this calls for a… team meeting!” Nami almost let out a groan, but figured it would be the best way to get her point across.

It took around an hour to gather the entire crew, with each member being in various parts of the large ship. Nami described how the island she had her sights on wouldn’t be a huge detour, and how she believed every single one of them needed a break. Robin was immediately on board. In fact, she was so onboard she left halfway through the meeting to start packing more swimming suits. 

The rest of them were more hesitant. Luffy hated taking breaks other than feasting, and Zoro said he’d rather just sleep on the boat where he was comfortable. At the end, the team decided to compromise - Nami and Robin would be dropped off on the island, and the rest of the team would go to their actual destination, then come back to get them. Besides, if there were any enemies in the next island, Usopp said he would defeat them all himself. Sanji had wanted to stay with the girls, but Nami insisted they would be fine, though she mostly just didn’t want to be disturbed by him constantly staring at her body. Besides, Robin was strong enough to protect them both if needed.

Luffy hated the idea of splitting the team, but with more whining on Nami’s part, the plan was set.

That night, Nami was beyond giddy, planning what she and Robin would be up to, though it was mostly to lay on the beach and be waited on without any distractions. There were times where she was tired being on a ship all the time, even as the navigator, and land would be good for her.

It took two days to reach the island, and with her superior navigating skills, they got there without a single thing going wrong. Luffy wanted a dramatic goodbye, but she shoved them all back on the boat, pulled her luggage off with Robin, and headed on their way.

The resort itself was small but quaint, exactly what she was looking for. She had heard about the island during their past adventures, and was pleased she had remembered it after all this time. She knew it was remote enough that it was unlikely there would be a bounty hunter or another pirate also staying there. 

She wagged her bells in front of the receptionist, and scored Robin and her the best view on the island. She stopped along the way, telling the staff to never stop the drinks from coming. Yes, this was all going according to plan.

They had managed to relax for a whole day before something seemed off the next afternoon. Nami had wrapped herself with a towel and was about to head back to the resort when she felt as if someone was watching her. She nudged Robin awake, and whispered her concerns. Robin, ever silent, didn’t say much, but gave her a nod and narrowed her eyes. 

It was then that they heard the muffled sound of footsteps on sand, and both girls turned to see a slender man wearing thick sunglasses, a large leather hat and blue swimming trunks with a wave pattern in the front and back. He seemed normal enough, but his sheer arrogance could be felt from far away, and he was definitely staring at them. “Can we help you?” Nami asked. She wanted to roll her eyes. She couldn’t believe she only got one day of peace. One day!

“Why yes, I think you can,” the man pulled his sunglasses off, and grinned at them, “my name is Koren, and I believe I know who you two are.” 

“What’s it to you?” Nami asked. She could feel Robin tensing next to her, but she hadn’t made a single move. 

“You’re Nami and Robin from the Strawhat crew, and from what I understand, there’s quite a bounty on you…” he pulled a cigarette out of his back pocket, and began lighting it. 

“You know why there’s a huge bounty on us?” Nami replied, standing up smoothly and cocking her hip.

“Oh? Why?” 

“Because we’ve killed quite a lot of people,” she concluded matter-of-factly.

“Really? Because from what I understand, the two of you are just eye candy. You stand there and watch while the actual fighters of the group - the men- fight your battles for you,” He breathed in the cigarette deeply, and let out a puff. 

“You seem very confident for someone we’re about to destroy,” Nami responded, knowing she would be able to take this punk even without Robin. She had her Clima-Tact right next to her, as she always did - one can never be too careful. 

She was about to rush to him and slam it against his face when Robin finally stood up, so slowly she barely made a sound. The two of them watched as she dusted sand off of her lap, and looked at the man with pure loathing. Two additional hands appeared next to her, and she didn’t take a single step as the hands rushed the man, putting him in a chokehold before he could fathom what was happening.

Instead of being frightened by this, though, the man burst out laughing, and choked out, “half-half, combine!” 

Before the girls could figure out what he had meant by this, they felt an intense pulling sensation towards the other. They were the only ones on the beach besides the man in front of them, and both gasped involuntarily as they slammed into each other. Both women assumed they would stop when they collided, but realized they were sinking further and further into the other. It felt as if parts of them were disappearing as they were pulled further by his magic. 

Nami had never felt this way before. There was no way to really describe the sensations. It felt as if she was being pulled by string, and felt as if she was losing a part of herself. It was like her mind knew her limbs should still be there, but they weren’t any longer. When it was finished, she felt completely out of breath, and stuck her hand out as she peered at it, completely confused. It was still there. She was still herself. But why did… why did something feel so wrong?

It was when she tried to look at her other hand that she truly realized what had happened. Despite telling herself her right arm was still there, and the fact that she could almost feel the phantom movement of it pushing forwards, she couldn’t actually see it do so. Instead, she realized her right arm was a different color altogether. More olive, and not as yellow toned as hers. It looked like… it looked like Robin’s skin. “Robin?” she said tentatively, and gasped when it felt like she was moving her mouth, but the other side was also completely numb. It made her voice sound slightly off, like she knew it was her speaking, but it also didn’t feel like her. 

“Nami?” The other woman replied, her voice also sounding different. “What’s going on?” Nami gasped and tried to look around, but since she could only control the left half of her body, could only really stumble and twitch in a weird motion. 

The man in front of them, Koren, began chuckling, then the chuckling became full blown laughter, “I can never get tired of this… I’ve seen it so many times, but damn is it amusing to see two hot girls completely lose control like this.” 

“What have you done?!” Nami cried out, still completely uncertain of her voice. 

“Well, I’ve eaten a very special fruit, you see,” Koren grinned, “It makes me have the ability to combine people into halves of themselves - in whatever configuration I want.” He looked incredibly pleased with himself, “honestly, I’m confident it’s the best devil fruit there is, because even the best fighters don’t know how to control just one-half of their bodies.” 

Nami growled under her breath. She should’ve known that she wouldn’t actually be able to enjoy a vacation. And now, this man had the power to take them to the marines, and the other strawhats may never be able to find them. 

“Robin… what are we supposed to do…?” She asked, trying to whisper underneath her breath. She knew Robin would’ve felt her own mouth open as well. 

“Thankfully,” Koren continued, “I’m not actually going to bring you anywhere. You see, I’m merely here for my own perverted desires. I’m on vacation, too, after all.”

“You’re not sending us to the marines?” Robin asked. Nami could tell she was currently trying to move as little as possible. 

Koren pretended to think about it, then shook his head, “nope. Not today. I want to see you two struggle. Honestly, you’re some of the most sexy women I’ve ever met. I feel like I’ve hit a goldmine.” 

It seemed both women had enough at the same time, and moved to attack him at once. Nami attempted to grab her weather rod, bending down to grab it from the lounger, and Robin attempted to take a step forwards, her eyes closed in concentration. The result of this was an intense tug-of-war, with Nami’s leg pulling her slightly left, and Robin stretching herself taut as she stepped forwards. Nami kept pulling, and the two women eventually collapsed backwards, hitting the lounger behind them before landing ass first on the sand. They both tried to speak at once, and it resulted in their mouths moving in opposite directions, and only gibberish could come out. 

Again, the women tried to speak at the same time, and only gibberish came out again. Koren could only burst out laughing, so much so that tears began forming in his eyes, “this is so much better when the people I attack are equally as stubborn,” he wiped the tears from his eyes. “Again, I totally hit the goldmine here.”

Nami waited to make sure Robin wasn’t trying to speak this time, said slowly, “Robin, what are you doing? Let me attack him.” Like before, only half her mouth and half her trachea was able to move, and her voice was quite odd. 

“And since when were you better at attacking foes than me, Nami?” Robin replied in a cold voice.

“Hey, Luffy appreciates all I do for the group! I’m not just going to stand here and keep watch while you do all the hard work!” Nami was getting increasingly frustrated, but felt guilty that her anger was placed on Robin. The other woman was trying just as hard as she was to get past this.

“Well, do you mind just letting me do ‘all the hard work’ for once, Nami?!” Robin insisted, and proceeded to try to stand up. Since this wasn’t communicated to Nami, Robin began pulling just half of her own body up, feeling like the other half was just a piece of deadweight that seemed to be almost impossible to lift. 

Nami winced and began swatting Robin, “stop, stop! That hurts!” Robin refused to stop, and began pulling even harder, trying to get the both of them in standing position. Nami, feeling stubborn now, pulled the opposite way, and it resulted in the both of them collapsing back onto the sand. Both women proceeded to try to speak again, and not a single comprehensible word came out. 

Koren was so amused he proceeded to find his own lounder and sit down. “You two are the worst I’ve ever seen, truly. And I’ve done this to a lot of people before.” 

“Why don’t you get your ass over here and see how I strangle you, huh?!” Nami exclaimed. 

“Oh no, no, no.” Koren shook his head, “I’m enjoying myself from over here, thanks.” 

“Nami, if you don’t behave, there’s no way we can get anything done.” Robin tried to explain in her calmest voice. 

“Did you just tell me to behave?!” Nami growled, “why don’t you behave?” 

“I haven’t even told you girls the best part,” Koren continued, almost to himself, “the more you’re like this, the worst it’s going to get. By the end of next week, you won’t even remember who you are anymore without each other!” 

“The… end… of next week?” Nami choked out, “do you… do you really think we’re going to let you get away with this? Even within the next hour?!” 

“Honey, you don’t even know how to stand up properly, let alone fight me!” Koren laughed. Nami was getting sick and tired of the sound of his laughter. 

“You heard him, Nami. All we have to do is learn how to work together. Be patient, we can do this,” Robin said. Nami couldn’t understand how she could be so calm about this. This was so different from anything they’d ever faced before (besides being turned into soap by another devil fruit) and she didn’t have the rest of the team to support them if they failed. 

She nodded, then realized at once it wasn’t working out like she intended, with only half of her face moving, and Robin’s side staying in place. “Okay,” she responded instead. “What do you want to do?”

“First, we have to stand up.” Again, Nami tried to nod, then realized how silly she was being. Gods, she had no idea how hard it would be not being able to control half of her body. She had had broken limbs before, and not being able to control even a single finger was difficult. This was a whole other level, half of her was missing, and she had no idea how to get it back other than to destroy the man currently watching them with amusement. 

Nami used her arm to push against the lounger behind her, telling Robin to do the same, “bend your knees,” she said, and the two women bent their knees at once, using their arms to push their entire body forwards. It didn’t take too long before they were at standing position, though both wobbled a bit before they balanced themselves on the sand. 

“Okay,” Nami said, hefting a sigh of relief. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Robin made a noise in agreement. “Should we try walking?” 

Robin seemed to be thinking about this, and said, “okay, but let me guide us this time.” Nami didn’t like letting anyone be in charge of her actions, but realized she would have to give in if she wanted them to get anywhere. 

“On your lead,” She agreed. 

“Right, first.” Robin took a wobbly step forwards, but the task itself seemed so utterly impossible. It was easy to push her legs forwards in itself, but it was the act of balancing the rest of the body at once, tightening and untightening the right pieces of muscle so they didn’t topple over again. It was like a toddler trying to walk for the first time, and neither women could even remember the act of trying to learn how to walk. It took almost a full minute before they could balance on the right leg, and when Robin was fairly sure they’d be able to balance on it, she said, “okay Nami, your leg.”

Nami shifted the left side of their body forwards, causing both to wobble as she took too large of a step, causing them to lose balance as they shifted towards her side, gravity pulling them down immediately. Both women cried out at once as they fell for the third time, tumbling to the sand as Nami let out a huge cry of frustration. 

“I like to call this the ultimate form of bondage,” Koren said, still looking like he was really enjoying himself. “Now, I’m going to go grab a drink while the two of you continue to struggle, want anything?” 

The two women refused to reply, so Koren walked off, whistling as he did. 

“What’s the plan now?” Nami asked disgruntledly. 

Robin shook her head, which forced Nami to get pulled along with the action. This pissed Nami off even more. “The only thing I can think of is to keep trying,” Robin responded. 

“How can you be so calm about this?!” Nami sighed, “I can’t figure a way out other than waiting for the others to return…” 

“I’m calm about everything, Nami,” Robin said, “We can keep trying to get used to this until the week’s end. That’s when they’re set to return, anyway.” 

Nami finally let herself relax since they’ve met Koren, and realized she hadn’t even taken a second to check out what had really happened to them. She pushed her hand out, the one she could control, and began touching her stomach, trailing a finger across it gently. She could feel the sensation of touch like she always could, but as soon as she reached the midpoint, exactly where her peachy complexion turned into Robin’s olive tone, she couldn’t feel anymore. Her eyebrow quirked, completely intrigued, “this is quite fascinating, isn’t it?” 

Robin glanced down at Nami’s index finger, which was currently touching her skin, and did the same thing, except stopping on Nami’s side, “from my calculations, it seems the devil fruit is as precise as any other. Just like how my abilities help me make exact copies of my arm to the cellular level, this makes him divide us exactly in half. He did call it the half-half fruit, didn’t he? I believe our cells are also divided clean in half at the very center.” 

“It couldn’t be that precise, could it?” Nami asked, feeling the fear creep in. “That just seems…”

“Unbelievable,” Robin finished for her solemnly. 

“Why don’t we try it out?” Nami asked. “While he’s still inside? Let’s try to see if we can split from each other.”

Robin tried to look at Nami skeptically, but then realized the other woman couldn’t see her. The best thing they can do is communicate verbally at this point, though even that alone was hard. “I’m willing to try it out,” Robin said, though she knew deep down it wouldn’t work. Nami was already getting more and more frustrated though, and Robin figured it wouldn’t hurt to let her get her way in this, and let her realize on her own that it was fruitless. “How do you want to go about this?” Robin asked. 

Nami seemed to think about it for a bit, then said, “well the best I can think of is for us to push each other with all our strength, and see if it can get us anywhere.” Robin agreed, and was about to start when Nami asked, “wait, what about your abilities? Can you still copy your form?” 

Robin felt stupid for not thinking about it sooner, and proceeded to try it. It came as easily as it always did, her limbs appearing right in front of them, waving at the combined women. She found it slightly difficult to move them to the left side where Nami was, maybe because her brain seemed to not want to accept that the left half of Robin even existed anymore. It was worse the more they were in this predicament. 

“Great, I’m glad it still works,” Nami said, already feeling like their situation was taking a turn for the better, “now, I want you to generate as many limbs as possible, and try to push us apart. I’ll do the same with my own half.” Robin didn’t respond, so Nami assumed she was agreeing with her, “okay, on the count of three - one, two, three!” 

At once, the two women began pushing each other as much as they possibly could. Robin generated more than one hundred copies of her arms, and began pulling their bodies from both sides. Nami grabbed onto whatever she could next to them - mostly the loungers and boulders on the beach, and pulled as hard as she could. She used her left leg - her only leg - to push Robin’s own leg away from her. It felt insanely painful, but she didn’t let herself stop for even a second.

Robin was trying her best as well, closing her eyes to better focus on the limbs she had generated, grabbing all of her own and Nami’s skin to pull, pull, pull. Both women were groaning from the strain and crying out in pain, though it was pretty obvious almost immediately that this plan wasn’t going very well. 

Nami could feel her skin getting insanely taut, like someone was pinching her in a million places, and that if she were pulled any further she would split in half. Robin, on the other hand, was getting pissed off at how much Nami was pushing and kicking her, like a rabid beast trying to escape from its handlers. 

She spied Koren returning with two drinks in his hand, and yelled, “okay, okay. Stop, Nami.” Though half of the words came out garbled from the other woman still yelling at the same time. Nami seemed to have heard her over the commotion, or spotted Koren as well, because she stopped pulling and tugging at once, her breath labored and rough. 

Koren raised his eyebrows and smirked, “ah, I see you’ve gotten to phase two of the half-half process - denial. Have you ever seen a devil fruit not work as intended before? My abilities are full proof, even when I’m not around.” 

Robin let out a growl and said, “we’ll discover the limits of your powers, just as we’ve done with all of our enemies before, and we’ll make you beg for mercy when the time comes.” Nami was shocked. She had never seen Robin so angry before, and could almost feel the heat of the woman stuck to her as she shook in rage. It seemed like Robin was at her limit with Koren’s nonsensical games, and wanted to exert her wrath on him like she had done with a lot of her previous enemies. 

“Well, it seems you’ve had enough for today with my teasing. I’ve booked a massage for myself, so I’ll be taking my leave now. You two have fun tonight, and I’ll see you tomorrow!” Koren turned to walk back to the resort, but not before remembering something. “Ah, I got you two a pina colada.” He strutted over and left a slight distance between them as he set the drink down on a table nearby. “You’re welcome!” He turned once more, leaving the two women still a little out of breath from exerting all their energy at once.

“I am quite thirsty,” Nami commented after a moment of silence. “Think we can try to drink it?”

Robin sighed, and they began the strenuous task of trying to even get to the drink, this time with both of the women just scooting towards it instead of trying to stand up again. Nami picked it up easily with her left hand, and put it against their lips. “I’m nervous,” she said at last, the glass rim of the drink still poised against their skin, “what if we don’t swallow together? I feel like this can go horribly wrong.”

“Nami, I don’t know how to tell you this, but we have to learn how to eat and drink somehow. It doesn’t seem like he’s going to let us go anytime soon, and I’d rather not starve to death,” Nami hated how Robin always made sense, but only gave her a disgruntled sound in response. 

“Okay, on the count of three again -” she said, as she pushed the drink into her mouth. The first swallow was rough, with it being completely out of sync with each other. It meant that one of their tracheas attempted to close to block the drink out, while the other remained open. With the struggling motions of the cartilage within, it meant it remained half closed, and some of the liquid trickled down into their lungs. 

Nami dropped the drink at once on instinct, and her left hand grabbed her neck as they both began choking from the sensation. Tears formed in her eye and began running down her cheek as she gasped, trying to get the liquid out of her lung while Robin attempted to do the same. 

When both women had calmed down, Nami used her strength to force them backwards, causing the whole body to lay back on the sand. She heaved out a large breath, and said in a choked voice, “I give up. This is pointless. We can’t do anything.” Robin gave her no response again, but didn’t attempt to move, either, and continued to lay there with her half. 

“We keep trying but this bastard has the upper hand… who knew someone with such a stupid ability would be able to hinder us to this extent? I feel completely and absolutely crippled,” Nami couldn’t help but ramble on… she felt as if her ability to speak was the only thing she had left. Thankfully, her companion wasn’t one to speak as much as her, and they weren’t interrupting each other quite so often. 

She didn’t know how long they laid there for, with the pina colada spilled next to them, trickling slowly into the sand. It was only when the sun started setting that Nami asked Robin if she wanted to attempt going into their suite so they could at least have somewhere to rest for the evening. 

Robin agreed, and the two women had to spend what felt like eternity trying to stand up properly again. “Do you think it’ll be easier if we just crawl back?” Nami asked, though could already sense Robin’s response.

“It’ll already be shameful to look this way to the staff,” she retorted. “There’s no way I’m going to let them watch us crawling across the resort to our room in our bikinis. We’re either walking there or not going to sleep in a bed tonight.” Nami hadn’t thought of it that way, and agreed. She didn’t want to shame herself more than she already had. 

Slowly, even slower than before, the two women began moving their way forward. It was easier doing so without being watched by Koren, who clearly enjoyed their struggles. They communicated each step, moving not too far from the other and going forwards only slightly. They looked completely ridiculous, but they managed to get to the lobby of the small resort.

The receptionist, not looking up from what she was doing, began saying, “I had expected you ladies back sooner, I’m surprised you’re not burnt from the—” She stopped abruptly when she saw the two of them. The woman was rendered speechless.

Nami rolled her eyes, though this only proceeded to roll the left one. “Don’t ask.” 

The receptionist plastered on a fake smile over her shocked expression and said, “well, with all the pirates and marines about, I’ve definitely seen worse. Anything I can help you with, ladies? Uh, I mean – lady?” 

Nami wanted to argue with her, just to have someone to take out all her frustrations, but merely said, “can you send some food and drinks to our room? I’m starving.” They must’ve looked absurd with the way only one side of their mouth was moving, and the fact that they could barely walk, and had to dictate each step as they did, but like Robin said - this was better than crawling on the ground.

“As you wish,” the girl replied, and went back to her work. 

Slowly and carefully, trying their hardest not to fall to the ground, they managed to get to their suite, which was the very last room of the resort, facing the ocean. They crumbled to the bed together, both out of breath despite barely walking a very far distance. Nami realized at once the mistake they had made, “ugh, we should’ve asked the receptionist about the guy. What was his name, Koren?”

Robin seemed to realize this as well, and replied, “we should’ve yes. Our brains and bodies aren’t quite working at optimum capacity right now, unfortunately.”

Nami began planning the next things they had to do to get ready for bed, and tried to make it as simple as possible for both of them. “Should we go shower? Do you think that’ll be possible?” She wished she could see Robin’s expression, because the woman always took so much time to think before she opened her mouth, and she had absolutely no idea what she was thinking at the moment. 

“Are you sure? We’ve never seen each other naked before,” Robin replied at last.

Nami tried to remember if she’s ever had, and could only say, “well, we’ve gone to the hot springs together, but you’re right, it wasn’t very clear. I don’t mind, though, not if you don’t. I just want to feel more like myself. And you don’t want to have a stinky roommate, right?” She tried to force a laugh, having made the first joke since this had happened to them. Even the act of laughing felt abnormal, with only half of her diaphragm moving upwards and downwards, making it sound more like a choking sound. 

“But it would be more intimate, no? Since we would have to watch each other wash our own bodies,” Robin said sensibly.

“I won’t force you if you don’t want to. Though we’ll have to do it at some point.”

Again, more silence in the room before Robin said, “okay. Since you really want to.” They decided to go while waiting for their dinner to arrive, and both pushed against the bed at the same time. The more they did it, the more comfortable they were with doing it, and the act of walking to the bathroom seemed slightly better than the long trek from the beach. 

His half-half ability had somehow also split their clothes in half, making it so that half their bikini was attached to the other woman’s. If Nami wasn’t so distressed, she’d marvel at how cool it made the fabric look and how Koren should use his ability on making fashionable clothing items instead. “Okay, ready?” She asked. Up until now, she hadn’t been aware of the sensation of Robin’s breasts pressed up against hers. They carried almost the same size, but Nami had never had her own breast touch another woman’s bare breasts before. It felt… unusual. 

She wondered if Robin was thinking the same as they closed the door behind them, and Nami reached backwards to pull her upper bikini string off. Thankfully the act itself didn’t require the two of them, because she was completely fed up with the tug of war that evening. The bra fell to the ground, and she couldn’t help but stare into the mirror, transfixed at the pure division between their two bodies. 

Robin was the one to untie both sides of their bikini bottom, letting it fall to the ground. Nami was speechless for once. She couldn’t believe this was actually happening, the sheer magic behind it was enthralling. 

In all their battles, she had seen much crazier abilities, but this was the first time she had been able to just stare at a transformation in the mirror, and she wondered if Luffy did the same the first few times he performed his rubber abilities as a kid. 

She trailed her fingers between their breasts and down their stomach again, moving between each half over and over, feeling tingles then the absence of tingles. There was a clear straight line all the way from the roots of their hair all the way down to between their legs, with not a single wavering point. “This is quite incredible, isn’t it?” Nami asked, sensing that Robin was staring as well. “No matter how annoying it is, it’s quite a marvel what these devil fruits are capable of doing.” 

“I wasn’t aware you didn’t shave down there,” Robin said, grinning from her side of their lips.

Nami turned bright red, “I usually do, I just haven’t had the time to!” She huffed and tried to turn them around so they were no longer staring at their reflection, though since she hadn’t communicated this to Robin, they barely moved, and only swiveled slightly. “C’mon now, let’s shower.” Robin was still half-grinning when they moved their way to the shower a step at a time. 

The entire situation was just as much of a mess as the rest of the dilemma has been. Nami liked the water scalding hot, whereas Robin preferred a lower temperature, so they had to keep arguing about that. Both women refused to touch the other half of their body, which meant they kept trying to steal the soap bar from each other, and the soapy and foggy enclosed space meant they kept slipping and hitting the porcelain tiled wall. They kept yelling at each other about communicating, but neither woman wanted to relent to the other. 

Robin kept making fun of Nami for not washing properly, telling her her method wasn’t going to keep her clean at all, and there was no point in going through all this in the first place, to the point where Nami threw the soap onto the ground, and told Robin to just do it herself, then. 

They ended up having to help the other anyway, because there was no way Robin’s right hand could reach her right back, and could only do so diagonally towards Nami’s body. They had finally stopped arguing by the end, though Nami still wondered how they were going to tackle that situation. 

“Should we just… not wash down there?” She asked, biting her lip from the awkwardness of it all. 

“You forced us to do all this in the first place, and now you’re chickening out?!” Robin replied. She seemed to have become more and more open with Nami throughout this mortifying experience. 

“Hey, helping you scrub your ankles is not as crazy as touching your privates!” Nami retorted. 

“Do you want me to do it, or do you want to do it?” Nami could feel Robin’s frustration from a mile away. 

“You can do it,” Nami replied, though wondered if she had made the right decision when Robin picked up the soap, wetted her fingers and went to work between their legs. Nami hadn’t had anyone touch her down there in years - since joining the Strawhats - except for her own fingers, and the sensation of someone touching it in a non-sexual fashion was so beyond anything she’d ever imagined happening.

Thankfully, Robin was fast, though the blush remained on Nami’s face as the other woman proceeded to wash them off. “C’mon, I need you to help,” Robin said in the silence. Nami let herself robotically guide the water to the right spots, and the two of them eventually managed to wash all the soap off together. 

It was slippery on the way out, and Robin took the towel, drying off all the spots she was capable of reaching before passing the towel onto Nami. Every single action felt like she was learning to do for the first time, and it was so infuriating and frustrating she felt like she could burst.

By the time they managed to walk out of the bathroom, still completely naked, their food, which a staff member had placed on the small dining table, was already ice cold. 

Nami went to grab a change of clothes from her luggage, but managed to forget that she had to communicate with Robin about everything now, and could only pull her forwards towards the left direction. “What do you want?” Robin asked, sounding frustrated once more. 

“We need to put on clothes,” Nami explained. Robin nodded her half of their face, and they moved to Nami’s luggage together. Nami only managed to pull a nightgown out before she heard Robin scoff. “What?!” She asked.

“I’m not wearing that,” Robin said, without any explanation whatsoever.

Nami raised an eyebrow, “why?” 

“It doesn’t match with my skin tone,” she replied, “and I usually go nude to bed.” 

Nami couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Since when was Robin this picky and annoying? “Seriously? You can’t compromise on this one thing?”

“I’m compromised for a lot today already,” Robin replied.

“I feel like you’re being dramatic on purpose now,” Nami exclaimed, “I’m going to be putting this on whether you like it or not.” She used her left hand to begin putting the dress onto their body, but instead of cooperating, Robin flicked her side of the head to the right, making Nami miss her mark. Nami growled in frustration, and tried again, but this time pulling their head to the left. She let out a ‘oop!’ of joy as the the dress slipped onto their head right in the middle, but her moment of joy was short-lived as Robin proceeded to begin tugging it off with her hand. 

With one hand pulling downwards and the other pulling upwards, the dress wouldn’t budge a single inch. Nami began feeling more of a tug, and gasped when the entire dress was pulled off of their neck at once. She glanced upwards to see Robin had used three additional arms to help her take it off, and she took Nami’s single second of confusion to toss the dress cleanly out the window. 

Nami was incredibly pissed off now, way more than she had felt in this single day of horror. “What the hell is wrong with you, Robin?!” She yelled.

“No means no, Nami. I simply didn’t want to wear the dress, and you tried to force it on me.” 

“So we’re just supposed to walk around naked now? Is that what you want you sick pervert?!” She had no idea what to do with her half of their body, and could merely stomp her foot like a child that wasn’t getting their way. 

“Well, it’s not like someone’s going to walk in here, and I’ve already touched your most precious parts,” Robin chuckled. 

Nami had had enough. She reached out and grabbed Robin by her waist, pinching it in frustration. Robin gasped and conjured her hands again, doing the same thing to Nami. Nami gasped in pain and began swatting all of Robin’s hands away. “Hey!” She cried out, “I’m sick and tired of you using your stupid abilities to your advantage. It’s simply not fair.” 

“You weren’t saying the same when I saved your ass with it before,” Robin retorted. Nami had no idea she could be this sassy. 

Stomping her foot on the ground again, Nami said, “you know what? I don’t care anymore. You want to be naked? Fine. Can we just please eat dinner and go to bed?” 

Being sick and tired of how long it took Robin to reply to simple requests, Nami began trying to pull them forwards towards the small table where their food was. Though they didn’t move an inch, Robin eventually began moving as well, and they finally sat themselves on the chair. 

The receptionist seemed uncertain about whether or not to provide them two meals, but seemed to decide this would be the best way to go about it. In front of them was a delicious looking plate of steak, vegetables, and a glass of red wine, though the food itself was now completely cold. 

“I’m right handed, so you go ahead,” Nami said, feeling like this was something she just had to let go and let Robin take charge of. 

Robin took the fork then paused, looking down at the food with a serious expression. “I’ll need your help, Nami. The steak isn’t cut.” 

“Right,” Nami replied, and lifted the knife with her left hand. It took another battle of wills as the women worked together to pierce each piece of steak and cut it into biteable pieces. When they were done and there was nothing left to do but eat, Nami felt another pang of apprehension. 

Their first attempt at swallowing at the same time went horribly, and she felt as if it was obviously going to happen again. “What do we do now?” Nami asked, hoping Robin would come up with a solution.

“Why don’t we devise a signal every time we want to swallow?” Robin asked. “That way the pipe can open and close at the same moment each time.”

Nami agreed immediately, “that’s a great idea!” The women proceeded to have their dinner. A few things were a little tough, such as learning how to chew with half their mouths, and opening their mouths at the same time to push the food in. They managed to finish their food at the end, but it took almost four times longer than usual. By the time they were finished, Nami knew she wouldn’t be able to handle much else that day. 

Robin seemed to agree, and they bypassed even brushing their teeth after as they collapsed onto the bed. “I can’t believe this is actually happening to us,” Nami said, unable to endure the silence any longer. Without a response from Robin, she continued, “the rest of the crew are going to make fun of us when they find us like this.”

“I’d rather they made fun of us than be in this state forever,” Robin replied, “now go to sleep Nami.” 

Nami couldn’t wait to get away from Robin’s side, and have her own mind to herself. It felt like it’s been forever since she’d been truly ‘Nami’, despite it only being one day of this.

—-

The next morning, Nami woke up to being shaken awake from her right side. No, it wasn’t her rideside. It was the part of Robin that was attached to her pushing her arm and saying her name over and over again. Nami groaned, having hoped that the devil fruit ability would only last a single day, or maybe that she had dreamt it all. “Nami, Nami. Wake up.”

She rubbed her single eye and blinked a few times, “what…?” she asked groggily. All she wanted was to get back to sleep. 

“I’ve been waiting for you to wake up forever, and I’m getting sick of hearing you snore,” Robin replied.

“Seriously?” Nami could feel the frustrations of yesterday pool back, and she’d only been awake for a few minutes. “Just go back to sleep, then you don’t have to hear it.” 

“C’mon, let’s get up and try to find the guy that’s done this to us,” Robin insisted.

“See if you can pull me up. If you’re able to then I’ll wake up,” Nami retorted, and closed her eyes again. Robin, taking this as a challenge, summoned about a dozen arms, and began pushing the two of them up from the bed. Nami, annoyed by Robin’s use of her abilities again, wished at once she could do the same. 

She heard Robin’s gasp before she realized what was happening. She opened her eyes to see a dozen copies of her own arms pushing against Robins’ in some sort of wild slapping fight between many, many arms. If Nami wasn’t awake before, she sure was now. “How is this happening?” She said, mesmerized. 

“You stole my devil fruit ability!” Robin exclaimed. 

It was then that the door slammed open, and both girls looked up to see Koren at the door, still smiling as brightly as ever. “Good morning, ladies! Missed me?”

Nami screamed and used all of the arms she summoned to pull the sheets up over their naked body. “I told you we should’ve worn something to bed!” 

“Hey, I’m not the one who forgot to lock the door,” Robin responded, though still didn’t raise her voice.

“And why is it my responsibility to lock the door?” Nami cried out.

“Ladies, ladies. You’re being too loud for it being so early in the morning,” Koren grinned. “Now, I see you’ve discovered the next phase of the half-half transformation - gaining each other’s abilities.” 

Both Nami and Robin’s conjured hands disappeared at once, and the girls seemed to both try to make sense of what was happening. “You mean… you mean I now have Robin’s devil fruit powers?” Nami asked. She tried it out, making another arm appear and disappear in front of her. “Wow… I’ve always wondered what it was like.” 

Robin scoffed and said, “don’t get used to it.”

Nami grinned, quirking up just half of their face, “why, are you jealous or something?”

“Why would I be jealous of something I’ve had all along?” 

“Because you don’t like sharing.” 

“I can’t even get a word in here, what an amazing show I’ve missed out on,” Koren said as he closed the door behind him. “Now, I see you girls have managed to take off your bikini, though that would be an easy task for anyone, really.”

“We also managed to take a shower!” Nami announced, quite pleased with herself. 

“Did he really have to know that?” Robin asked, though was ignored by Nami.

“Well,” Koren slapped his hands together, “now that you’ve suffered the half-half fruit enough, I’ve come here with an offer you can’t refuse.”

Both Nami and Robin tried to speak at the same time, and the words came out garbled. They tried again, with the same result. Koren burst out laughing, and proceeded to explain himself, “if the two of you manage to have an orgasm right here in front of me, right here and now, I’ll reverse the half-half, and you’ll never see me again.”

The girls tried to speak at once again, and this time Nami paused to let Robin get her words out, “if you think for a second we’re going to take part in your perverted games you’ve got another thing coming. Nami and I are fine on our own. We’ve already figured it all out.” 

Nami wasn’t feeling as sold, “are you sure, Robin? I feel like this might be our way out.”

“You can’t actually be serious!” Robin exclaimed. “You were shy about me just washing you yesterday!” 

“Damn, that thought alone is enough to get me hard,” Koren winked. 

“Listen, I think he’ll be true to his word. If he reverses it today, we can get back to vacationing in peace, and we’ll never even have to tell the crew what happened. One orgasm won’t hurt, right?” Nami countered.

“Absolutely. Not,” Robin replied. Nami decided Robin wouldn’t be able to stop her hands though, not when she had just acquired Robin’s abilities. She began touching Robin how she would like to be touched, stroking pushing her hand into Robin’s hair and moving down her neck. “What are you doing?” Robin asked, sounding nervous for the first time. 

“What are you going to do about it?” Nami responded.

“Ooo… this is getting good.” Koren said, and proceeded to pull a seat out for himself. Nami moved downwards and rested her hand on Robin’s breast, giving the whole thing a squeeze, though couldn’t get her entire hand around something so large. 

“Nami!” Robin exclaimed, but couldn’t say much else before Nami pinched Robin’s nipple, and began rolling the tip gently with her finger. She let go for a second to stick her index and thumb into her mouth, wetting it before going back to pinching Robin’s nipple again. Robin let out an involuntary moan, making Nami feel even more confident. 

“Hah. Getting a girl turned on is easy! I just do exactly what I’d like someone to do to me,” Nami said, mostly to herself. 

Koren gave her a nod of encouragement, “that’s the spirit!” 

“Nami, stop this right now,” Robin couldn’t understand what had gotten into the other woman, was she really that desperate to get out of this that she would follow Koren’s every command? Nami didn’t even mind that both of their breasts were out in the open for the pervert to see!

Nami continued to play with Robin’s nipples, and Robin wasn’t sure if it was the combination of a tiny bit of lust she was now experiencing, or the fact that she didn’t want Nami to get the upper hand, but she copied Nami’s exact actions, putting her fingers in her mouth and rubbing Nami’s own nipple. Nami gasped, not expecting it to happen, though was kind of pleased that the other woman was copying her example.

“Not very experienced with this kind of thing, are you?” She teased.

Robin frowned, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Then why are you copying me?”

“Because you just said this what you’d want someone to do to you!” Robin replied in frustration, and pinched Nami’s nipple even harder. 

Nami gasped and let go of Robin’s nipple, swatting Robin’s hand away. “Hey, that hurt!” 

“Are you saying you don’t like a little bit of pain with your pleasure?” Robin teased. 

Nami growled and proceeded to kick the blanket off of them, revealing their naked body to Koren, who was watching them so hard he barely blinked. “Fuck, I knew you’d have amazing bodies but this is just… just beyond my wildest imaginings.” He began stroking his cock through his pants, practically drooling from watching them.

“Is this what you wanted, Nami? To be ogled by someone this disgusting?” Robin complained. 

“I’ll do anything if it’s to get rid of you!” Nami exclaimed, and began her ministrations once more. She knew women liked to be teased and worked on slowly, and began moving down Robin’s body once more, stroking her taut stomach and giving her tingly sensations as she did so.

She conjured another hand, though it was difficult to focus on both at the same time without much practice, and pushed Robin’s leg apart so she could get room to torment her. She widened her own legs, giving Koren one amazing show. She didn’t want to go directly to Robin’s sex, so began teasing her way up with the conjured hand while teasing her way down with her other. 

The hand began stroking Robin’s thighs, over and over in the same motion in order to drive the woman crazy. “You’re not even doing it right,” Robin said finally, after watching Nami’s movements for quite some time while remaining silent.

“Oh? How much do you want to bet you’re already wet from this?” Nami teased. 

Robin could only scoff in response as Nami moved higher and higher, eventually moving to Robin’s puffy sex. Nami realized she was also getting turned on from this, the act itself was so vulgar and so unusual. She’d never been with another woman before, let alone someone she could feel the heat of as well as every moan and vibration.

She began stroking their mound from the outside, just up and down along the sex. She could already feel the wetness underneath, to her immense satisfaction, and pushed a single finger inside to pull it out and show Robin. “Look at this… I thought you said you weren’t getting turned on?”

Robin and Koren glanced at the single wet finger at the same time, with Robin pausing before saying, “how do you know that’s me producing the wetness and not you? You’re the one that’s the pervert here!” 

“I guess I have to work you harder, then,” Nami said, not phased for even an instant. Robin seemed to have enough of that, as she created her own hand, and shoved two fingers into their mouth. Nami couldn’t speak any longer as Robin began pushing her conjured index and middle finger out of their mouths.

Since it was her own doing, Robin could anticipate each stroke, and managed to maintain her gag reflex as she pushed her long fingers further and further down their throat. Nami, on the other hand, had no idea what was happening, and began gagging and choking in response while trying to breathe properly, which was already difficult from only being able to breathe from one nostril. 

“Fuck… I wish that was my cock in there,” Koren said, now having taken it out and stroking it right in front of them.

Nami, seeming even more pissed off now, retaliated by pushing two fingers into their combined pussy instead. As soon as she did so, Robin paused her own stroking, pulled the fingers out and yelled, “Nami!” in the highest voice Nami had ever heard her.

“Yes?” She said sweetly, though her voice was slightly choked, “something wrong?”

“You just stuck your fingers inside of me!” 

“I am aware.” Nami said, and began pushing in and out in a steady rhythm. It felt incredibly weird, she could feel the sensations of her own fingers on half of her body, but the other half was foreign to her. She didn’t know if she would be able to cum with just half of the pleasure she usually experienced with fingers inside of her. 

She used her left hand to assist once more, pushing between the folds of their mound to access the clit, which was also divided right in the center. She began rubbing it in circles in perfect rhythm to her stroking, causing Robin to buckle forwards in response. Nami wasn’t prepared for it, and so only the right half of their body moved upwards. “Never felt this kind of pleasure before, I see?” Nami asked confidently.

“You definitely know what you’re doing…” Robin admitted. Nami had no idea she was more sexual than the other woman, since they had never talked about their sexuality before. She couldn’t help but feel a little proud of herself. 

“Before you do any more… I do have something to tell you,” Koren started.

“What now?” Robin asked, her breathing labored from Nami’s continued stroking on either side. 

“The two of you won’t be able to orgasm alone. You’ll have to do it at the same time.” 

“What?!” Nami cried out, almost stopping her fingers at once, “you couldn’t have told us that sooner?”

He shrugged, “doesn’t seem like it’ll be an issue for the two of you. You already look so close.”

Nami was really determined now. She began telling Robin exactly what to do, where to place her fingers, how hard to push, where to circle to really get herself going. Robin seemed to be close to cumming now with Nami’s expertful playing of her clit, but Nami was nowhere close to that. Robin seemed to catch up to Nami’s urgency, and began playing with Nami how she wanted it. 

Nami admitted she liked it rough, like Robin had guessed, and Robin began really pinching her nipples, causing Nami to let out her first loud moan as she continued to circle their clit. “Do you think you can finger fuck us instead?” Nami asked, “I’m not very good at controlling these new limbs yet.”

Robin agreed, and they traded places. Robin found she had the perfect opportunity to show Nami her abilities, and pushed her two fingers inside the women’s pussy as fast as she possibly could. She began pumping into them much harder than Nami did, and inserted a third finger as well. Nami was the one to lose control this time, buckling in Robin’s fingers and moaning loudly, not really caring that Koren was watching them anymore. 

She rubbed their clit even faster, and asked in a breathless voice, “are you close, Robin? Because I’m so fucking close.”

Robin could only moan loudly in response, and all at once the two women felt their pussies clench as they rode over the edge, their whole body bowing off the bed as they felt their whole body contract involuntarily. 

It took them a few minutes to finally calm down, with both covered in sweat and breathing heavily as they came to their senses.

Koren seemed to have had his own orgasm, and proceeded to clap in the aftermath of the explosion. “That was… by far… the best show I’ve ever seen in my entire life. Boy am I glad I decided to vacation on this island at the same time as you.”

Nami was the first one that was able to catch her breath, and she continued to lay there as she gritted out, “now… remove this damned power right this instant!” 

Koren could only smile widely in response.

Part 2

Robin and Nami watched as he proceeded to stand up from the chair, wink at them, open the door, and run off without a single word.

“Fuck, really?” Nami cried out, completely incredulous. She couldn’t believe that the bastard had the audacity to lie to them and run out… she gritted her teeth, and felt a little guilty that she had forced Robin into this when she definitely didn’t want to. “Should we run after him?

Robin seemed to shift forwards, then stopped, changing her mind, “I don’t think it’ll be worth it. From what we’ve seen, he moves pretty fast, and we’re both naked right now. There’s no way we’ll be able to catch up to him.” Knowing she was right, Nami sighed. 

“Should we get ready then?” She asked, quite a little sheepishly. She wondered if Robin would ignore her all day.

Robin sighed, “I knew this was going to happen.”

“Yeah… I just really wanted to get out of this, okay?” Nami tried to explain. “At least we both got an awesome orgasm out of this?”

She could feel Robin reddening, mostly because the heat was dissipating onto Nami’s skin. “Well, don’t do it again, okay?” It was weird to see Robin all flustered and embarrassed like this. Nami had always been pretty open with her sexuality, though she mostly teased men who were attracted to her rather than engaging in any of the acts. Robin was such a tough and strong woman, but the thought of doing anything sexual seemed to reduce her into a shy puddle. 

The two girls pushed off the bed together, and picked out a bikini set that both of them approved of. They headed to the bathroom together, both groaning at how terrible they looked after sleeping along with their fresh orgasm.

Nami held out her brush, and cleared her throat, looking at Robin’s side from across the mirror. “Um… do you want me to help you comb your hair?”

Robin frowned, her side of their lips coming down, but ended up nodding. “Okay, but be gentle. It’s very tangled right now.”

Nami was a little fearful of the woman now, knowing that she was still pissed at her, but wanted to do a good job. She leaned across the sink so she could see clearly and began combing Robin’s hair from the root to the tip slowly. 

The act itself was more intimate than she thought it would be. Robin had closed her eyes, and she was able to tug and touch every part of Robin’s long hair. She did it slowly, wanting to make sure it was all perfect, before she finally cleared her throat and said, “ah… I’m done.”

Robin opened her eyes a little sleepily, then reached out for the comb in Nami’s hand. “My turn.”

“Really?” Nami asked. “Are you sure?” 

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I return the favor?” Nami nodded, and Robin began doing the same to her hair. It felt really nice to be pampered like this, to feel another person’s fingers deep into her hair, pulling on her scalp gently. It stung a few times, mostly from how tangled it was, but Nami loved the experience. It was like being at the spa. 

Robin set the brush down without a word, and Nami asked, “should we do our makeup? Or is that crazy?”

Robin thought about it, and shook her head, forcing Nami to do so as well. “No, I think we should give up on that. We’re going to the beach, anyway.” 

Nami looked at their appearance one last time, then proceeded to go back to giving instructions on stepping out of their hotel room and back outside. 

They were quite experienced now with walking, with it only being one day. They still looked a little awkward with their movements, but at least they were able to get somewhere. It all required a bit of communication, that was all. 

The same staff member was sitting behind the counter as they walked by. “Good morning ladies… or should I say lady?”

Nami couldn’t tell if the receptionist was joking or not, but proceeded to give her a dissatisfied grimace. She was not in the mood for any jokes today. “Morning,” Robin said, in her usual composed voice. 

“Anything I can help you with?” She asked. Nami thought about it for a second and said, “two pina coladas, please.”

“Are you sure?” Robin asked, slightly teasingly. 

“Eh, I feel like we’ve already managed to figure it out. Maybe,” Nami replied. 

“I get that over to you right away. Are you going to be outside?” Nami nodded, forcing Robin to nod as well. She would have to stop doing that, but it was just pure instinct. “Oh, I also wanted to remind you of your massage appointment later this afternoon, is that still happening? You know, with your current situation.” The receptionist eyed them up and down.

Nami shrugged her one shoulder and said, “I guess so. We might as well enjoy our vacation no matter what.”

“Okay, I’ll change it to a one person appointment instead.”

“Thank you,” Robin replied. They were about to head out when she stopped and asked, “the guy - the one from earlier. Koren.”

“Yes?” The receptionist said.

“Is he still here? At the resort? Have you seen him?” 

The receptionist nodded, “he ran past here around an hour ago in a hurry, and I haven’t seen him since. He’s still checked in, though. There’s no check out date for him.”

“No check out date?” Nami wondered, “Maybe he’s still trying to watch us… to see what we’ll do.”

Robin seemed to agree, “that’s what I would do if I were him. Maybe he’s scared of us now, with you being able to use my ability as well. We’re also able to control this more as the days pass.”

“He better still be here. I need to kick his ass and force him to get us out of this.”

“I agree. I’d rather we solved this situation ourselves without getting the boys involved.” 

With that, they headed outside to the nearest beach, and both managed to lean back on the lounger without much of an issue. 

“Do you think we can go into the ocean?” Nami asked after half an hour. She was getting bored of sipping on their pina coladas and watching other resort goers walk by. 

Robin replied almost immediately, “did you forget? I can’t touch salt water…”

“Right, but I can! You know I’m a pretty good swimmer. You’ve seen me save Luffy plenty of times.” 

“How are you going to swim with a rock by your side? It’s not going to work,” Robin said, already starting to sound annoyed. 

“C’mon Robin… let’s try.” Nami knew she sounded like a whiny baby, but she was getting more and more fascinated by this Devil’s Fruit ability as the time went on, and she wanted to experiment with it. For research purposes, of course. 

She began tugging on Robin, trying to pull her along with her. Robin eventually let out a low growl and relented. 

Walking on the sand itself was definitely much harder than doing it on normal asphalt or wood. Nami and Robin’s feet sank down with every step, and they had to readjust the timing of their legs so they wouldn’t trip over. Communication was key, but Nami still managed to almost trip a few times, forcing Robin to conjure up hands to pull her up. 

They reached the edge of the beach, with Robin becoming more and more hesitant with every step. “Do you really want to do this?”

“You’re going to be okay, Robin,” Nami said.

“I haven’t been in the ocean for a very, very long time,” Robin explained. “I don’t think I can do it.”

“One step at a time,” Nami said, trying to be as gentle as possible. She’d never seen Robin get scared like this, and it was rather interesting for her.

Nami took the first step, and Robin followed after a few seconds. As soon as Robin’s foot touched the water, it could no longer move, and she could feel her Devil’s Fruit ability drain from her. “Wow, it’s even worse than I thought it would be,” Nami said, looking down at Robin’s foot, which was now refusing to move.

Nami balanced herself on her own foot, and began bouncing on it, trying to get deeper into the water. “How much further?” Robin asked, sounding quite nervous.

“I’ll stop now,” Nami replied, not wanting to push the other woman too far. She stopped all at once and dropped down to the ocean, so her and Robin’s ass were on top of the sand, with the water around chest level.

The waves weren’t too harsh that day, and Nami immediately felt a sense of peace with the cold water around her. “How does that feel? Are you okay?”

Robin’s entire lower half was stuck, unable to move a single inch, and yet she could breathe. She looked around, making Nami look with her, and let out a chuckle at last, “it’s actually… it’s actually really nice.” 

“Really?” Nami said, feeling elated she had finally done something right on this vacation.

“Yes. I haven’t felt this in so long… the wind on my skin, the ocean water… there’s really nothing like being on the beach, is there?” She pushed her head back so she was facing the sun, and closed her eye. Nami did the same. “I would’ve never been able to do this if it wasn’t for the half-half fruit.”

“At least that bastard managed to do one good thing,” Nami replied. 

They were silent for a few minutes, both enjoying the good weather around them when the girls felt a wave of water abruptly hit them, pushing them back a few inches and much higher than their sitting height. Nami felt some of the ocean water ride up her nose as she gasped, but she was mostly concerned about Robin, who would now be completely soaked with her ultimate kryptonite. 

She tried to balance herself back on the sand, and said, “Robin? Robin, are you okay?” She wished she was able to see the other woman - maybe they should start carrying a mirror around.

Robin was silent, which made Nami’s heart race even faster. She would have to get back to shore, and fast. She knew it would be very hard with just one half of her body moving, though. She pushed her hand against the sand underneath her and used her hips to help herself up. Robin was still not communicating. What have I done? Nami wondered. She might’ve hurt Robin just because of her own selfish desires to feel the ocean water on her skin.

She balanced on her foot, and began hopping back to shore. She could feel the weight of Robin next to her, like a piece of stone, dragging her back. It was like the ocean was calling for half of her body, wanting to drag it to its depths as part of the Devil’s Fruit curse. They weren’t too far from the shore, but it seemed so impossible to Nami. “Hang in there, Robin,” she said determinedly. 

She began hopping on her leg, using as much momentum as she could possibly muster to get closer and closer to shore. It felt like an eternity before she reached it, and she managed to collapse onto the sand, her whole side of the body shaking from fear and from pushing itself too hard. She flipped the both of them so they were on their back, and she let out panting breaths as she asked again, very cautiously, “Robin?”

The hot sun and the sand underneath her seemed to dry Robin off somewhat, and she finally responded, “never… again…”

“ROBIN! I was so worried!” Nami exclaimed, still panting.

“Yeah… I couldn’t talk while being covered in ocean water like that… didn’t you know that already?” Robin replied, somewhat sarcastically.

“I was so lonely without your company. It was terrifying,” Nami admitted. “Are you drying off now?”

“I think so…”

“I had no idea the waves were going to act like that.”

“It’s okay. You gave me a few moments of letting myself go in the ocean again, and that’s appreciated,” Robin said. They laid there on the sand, with lots going through Nami’s mind. She couldn’t help but think of the Half-Half fruit in a more and more positive light. She’s never tried super hard to bond with Robin, maybe because she was the other girl in the group, and had always felt a little suspicious. But now, being forced next to her, and learning more and more about her each day - it seemed good for both of them. 

“Should we go to our massage now?” Robin finally asked. They had been laying there for quite some time, and Nami wondered what the people on the beach were thinking about as they passed by. Two women stuck together, staring at the sky with the ocean water lapping at their toes, neither saying a word.

They worked together to flip over, and used their upper body strength to push themselves up against the soft sand. It was early afternoon based on the position of the sun, and Nami knew she was going to make the most of her appointment today. There was no point in letting the man’s Devil Fruit inhibit them from enjoying their vacation.

The spa was on the right side of the resort, the opposite to where their room was. They made their way slowly, one foot at a time as they ignored most of the other people walking by. Most stared at them or gave them a double take, but a lot were used to the abnormalities of the sea, and weren’t as concerned as they ought to be. They both tried to spot Koren to give him a piece of their mind, but he was nowhere to be seen. Nami hoped he wasn’t too far away. They still needed him to break the magic. 

Their massage therapist seemed pretty calm as they faced her. The receptionist had probably already warned her about the abnormal case she was about to face. She introduced herself as Emily, and had a calming presence with hazel eyes that exudes warmth. Her professional yet comfortable uniform, a lavender tunic paired with earth-toned trousers, reflected the serene atmosphere of the spa. Neatly tied hair and subtle silver accessories completed her composed look, and she smiled widely as she handed them their robe and ushered them into their room. 

The massage room enveloped Nami and Robin in a cocoon of comfort and relaxation. A gentle flicker from the fireplace cast a warm glow, creating a cozy ambiance that immediately put visitors at ease. Soft, ambient music played in the background, its tranquil notes blending seamlessly with the crackling of the fire.

The room featured earthy tones and plush furnishings, including a padded massage table draped with luxuriously soft linens. Dimmed lights accentuated the soothing atmosphere, allowing the flickering flames to dance across the walls. Aromatherapy scents lingered in the air, a hint of lavender and honey.

To enhance the experience, the room was adorned with tasteful decor, such as nature-inspired artwork and serene landscapes. Nami immediately felt relaxed, knowing she was in good hands. They slipped out of their bikini set and robe and laid down with their breasts against the table. “I’ve never had a massage before, you know,” Robin said out of nowhere.

“What?” Nami was flabbergasted. “Massages are my favorite! You’re completely missing out.”

“I just feel weird having a stranger touch me…” 

“But they’re all professionals. They’re not going to do anything weird,” Nami reassured. “Gods, you have no idea how good you feel after. I love it when they go really hard into the muscle tissue. You wake up the next day sore, but like you’ve had the greatest work out.”

“Hmm…” Robin said, contemplative, “well, I’m about to see what it’s like.”

Emily came into the room, closing the door behind her. The women relaxed into the sheets as she pulled it back and tucked it underneath them. 

Emily began the massage with deliberate and rhythmic strokes, her hands seamlessly transitioning between techniques. Starting with a gentle effleurage to warm up the muscles, both of them could feel their tension melting away under Emily's expert touch. 

As Emily progressed, her fingers found knots and tension points, skillfully applying pressure to release the built-up stress. The massage therapist's movements were fluid, each stroke purposeful and tailored to the women's specific needs. Emily's hands seemed to have an intuitive understanding of the body, creating a harmonious dance of relief and relaxation. 

Nami couldn’t help but let out a few groans of pleasure as she sunk deeper and deeper. She couldn’t feel what Robin was feeling, but Emily was doing the exact same thing to her side, and there was some sort of calmness coming from Robin. 

“Is there any specific part you want me to focus on?” Emily asked gently. Nami was snapped back to the real world, and she struggled to think of a response with her mind still foggy.

“Just keep doing whatever you’re doing,” Robin replied.

“I see you’re enjoying yourself,” Nami said, moaning into the pillow again. 

“You’re right. This is everything I needed. Why didn’t you introduce me to this sooner?” Robin asked.

“You would’ve never gone for it in the past,” Nami replied. The truth was, she’d just never thought to ask, and she started wondering about the possibilities of what she could get Robin to do in the future, since she was forced to do everything with her. 

“I must say, I’ve never had a client like the two of you before. Your skin is so perfectly divided in the middle,” Emily stroked them right in the center, all the way down their spine. Both girls shivered at the same time at the unusual sensation. 

“We’re trying to get out of it,” Nami responded, “but we figured we’d try to enjoy ourselves on vacation, too.”

“A valid point,” Emily said. “Is there anything special I can do with this… condition?” 

Nami thought about it, and couldn’t think of much Emily could do until the massage therapist began pulling on her arm. She gasped, not being able to help herself. The sensation was… unusual. It wasn’t exactly sexual, but it felt really good, like she wanted more. It came from the center, right where she was joined to Robin, a tingly sensation that she’d never felt before. Not even close.

“Could you do that again? Pull on my arm?” She asked. It was the first request she’d made from Emily, who smiled and did it immediately, and even stronger this time. Nami almost let out a moan, it felt so freaking good, even better than the last. It seemed the harder the massage therapist pulled, the better it felt. She didn’t know how to explain this to Robin without freaking the massage therapist out, so she said, “could  you do the same thing to Robin’s arm, too? I just want to test something out.”

“Sure thing,” Emily said, and moved around the other side.

She closed her hands around Robin’s, and moved back just as Robin said, “wait, what are you do—” she paused all at once, and Nami wished she could see the expression on Robin’s face. “Oh…” Robin said, almost to herself.

“Yeah,” Nami said, still trying to remain inconspicuous to Emily. 

“Is there something I’m missing here?” Emily asked, though with humor behind her tone. 

“Nothing, I just never realized how much I liked the feeling during a massage - to have my limbs pulled like that,” Nami lied. She knew it was definitely from the connection, though was desperate to find out what else could give her this feeling. 

“Well, I also pull on your leg during the latter part of the massage, and you can see if you like that, too,” Emily explained.

Nami had never agreed to something so quickly in her life. 

Emily began using long, sweeping strokes to gently warm and prepare the leg muscles for deeper work. Her fingers glided smoothly over the skin, applying just the right amount of pressure to induce relaxation. She switched between Nami and Robin’s legs, making sure neither of them felt left out. Nami was sure that she was aware they could only feel their half of the body now, and Emily wanted both of the women relaxed at all times.

Moving on to more targeted techniques, Emily began kneading and lifting the muscles, addressing any tension or knots present. Her fingers and palms worked in a rhythmic dance, releasing tightness and promoting improved blood circulation. Emily paid special attention to the calves and thighs, adjusting her pressure based on their response. Nami seemed to like it harder than Robin did, as she was used to the pressure. This made Robin wince a few times, which Emily adjusted to. 

To enhance flexibility and range of motion, Emily incorporated stretches into her routine. She carefully picked up their legs and rotated them in controlled movements to alleviate stiffness and promote a sense of openness. It was finally time for Nami to compare the sensation to the arm pulling, and she braced herself as it happened. 

Emily wrapped her hands around Nami’s ankle, and began pulling on it with all her strength, so much so that their body moved a few inches within the soft bed. Nami gasped, and her eye rolled back, unable to help itself. Why hadn’t they experimented with this sooner? The feeling of her body tugging against Robin’s felt so good… a pleasure that wasn’t comparable to anything she’d done in the past. 

She wanted more of it, and requested Emily to tug on her leg a few more times, pretending it was because she was loosening her muscles. 

Emily moved back to Robin, and proceeded to do the same. Nami waited to try to gauge Robin’s reaction, which turned out to be exactly as she had expected. Robin loved the sensation so much she had tensed fully and relaxed, like she was trying to stop herself from reacting too much. 

They needed to try this on their own, without Emily there to wonder what they were up to. 

It was an hour past when she concluded the massage, and Nami and Robin were so relaxed they laid there for a few minutes before they decided to get up from the table. The mix of the aromatherapy, the fireplace, and the music was just pure bliss, and Emily was an expert throughout the whole experience. 

Nami and Robin pushed themselves up, and Nami let out a big yawn, forcing Robin’s mouth to do the same, “I could use a very long nap right about now.”

“There’s a hot tub at the spa we can use, no?” Robin asked. “I’d love to dip in it for a bit.”

“Great idea!” Nami exclaimed. “I wonder if we can go without any clothes on.”

“We can ask Emily.”

The girls proceeded to sit up, put on their robe, and exit the room with their bikini in Robin’s arm. “Emily… is the jacuzzi tub and sauna available right now?” Robin asked. 

“Sure, there’s no one in right now, in fact.”

“Does that mean we can go in without any clothes on?” Nami asked, wondering if she was pushing it too far - though she had frequented gendered bathhouses quite a few times in the past.

“Of course, I’ll make sure no one goes in!” Emily said cheerfully. “Did you enjoy the massage?”

“Oh it was marvelous!” Nami exclaimed. “It was Robin’s first time, and I think she loved it as well!” 

“It was fantastic, Emily. You did a great job,” Robin agreed.

“We’ll definitely come back again if our crew isn’t here by then,” Nami promised, and dug into her robe to grab a few bells for tipping.

They made their way deeper into the spa to the jacuzzi, which was just as nice as the rest of the spa. They were greeted by the soothing sound of gently bubbling water and a large increase in temperature. The centerpiece of the jacuzzi room was an elegantly crafted jacuzzi bath, large enough to comfortably accommodate several people. Soft ambient lighting bathed the space in a tranquil glow, with plush towels and robes neatly arranged nearby. The room was adorned with aromatic candles, releasing subtle fragrances that enhanced the sensory journey. 

In addition to the jacuzzi, the room may have included cozy seating areas where guests could relax before or after their soak. Soft, comfortable loungers provided a space to unwind and continue the spa experience, with a bowl of ice water and cups ready for the girls to enjoy. “Wow, this place is amazing,” Nami said, looking around.

They disrobed almost immediately, and sunk their way deep into the water, both of them moaning in synchrony from the heat of it. The temperature was intense, but oh so perfect. They rested their head against the tub, though Nami couldn’t relax with the racing thoughts in her mind, “you felt that too, didn’t you?”

“Felt what?” Robin asked.

“Don’t be coy. You know exactly what I’m talking about,” Nami scolded.

“You mean when she was tugging on us?” Robin asked. 

“Exactly. I knew you felt it, too. Wasn’t it amazing? I’d never felt like that before,” Nami said. 

“A sort of tingling…” Robin tried to explain, though Nami realized she wouldn’t be able to put it into words, either. 

“Do you think we can do it to ourselves? Try to mimic the sensation?” Nami asked inquisitively. 

“You liked it that much, eh?” Robin teased.

Nami blushed slightly, and tried to hide it behind the heat of the jacuzzi, “did you not?” She paused and added, “I’m also curious as well, scientifically, you know.”

“Sure,” Robin said. “Well, I was already thinking on the way here - couldn’t we use my Devil’s Fruit to help us tug?”

Nami gasped, “Why hadn’t I thought about that? It’s so obvious!” She conjured up two of her hands at once, wondering how she could’ve been so dumb to not think of it. The two hands grabbed each of Nami and Robin’s arms, and began pulling them on either side. The sensation of their bodies being forced apart, like someone was trying to tear the cells that were perfectly divided them in the middle, was like scratching an itch the girls didn’t realize they had. It was so good Nami immediately knew she was in trouble. She needed more of this. All the time. It was like an addiction.

Robin seemed to think so as well, because she created two of her own hands and began pulling them apart as well. The deeper the pulling the sensation, the better they felt, and the itch almost became sexual in nature, like Nami could orgasm if they pulled hard enough. 

Both were silent, trying to focus on the four hands now pulling on them, when the room slid open. The four hands dropped at once, and Nami and Robin turned their heads at the same time, wondering if Emily had come in to check on them. 

“Hello, girls,” a voice they recognized said.

“It’s you!” Nami said, pointing at him dramatically.

“I’m glad you still remember me,” Koren responded with a wicked grin on his face. “I see the two of you have reached the next stage in the half-half curse.”

“And what is that, exactly?” Robin asked. She tried to cross her arms, but only one half moved, making her look a little ridiculous in her posture. Nami realized at once, and crossed her arm as well. 

“When you realize it feels good to tug on each other. The stronger the tug, the better it feels. It can get addicting, you know?” He teased.

Nami rolled her one eye, “stop trying the tough guy act. We know you’re scared of us now. It’s why you’ve been hiding from us, haven’t you?”

“You made a promise you should keep, Koren,” Robin scolded. 

He took a step towards them, but Robin conjured a hand, which held onto his ankle and pulled on it, slamming him to the ground. The girls stood up together, though both realized they were naked at the same time, and immediately sunk back in. He’s seen them naked before, but it was still embarrassing having a stranger, specifically an enemy, see them in such a vulnerable state.

Koren rubbed his ass as he glared at them, “here I am, trying to give you two girls the best time of your life, and this is how you treat me?”

“Split us apart, and I’ll show you exactly how we’ll treat you,” Robin warned. 

He let out a barking laugh, and said, “nah. I don’t feel like it.” He pushed himself back up, “I’ve just come here to inform you both of the next step of the progress. Since you’re already loving it, there’s not much more I can say other than… have fun!”

Before the girls could even think about chasing him, he slammed the door and ran off, with the sound of his shoes hitting the soft wood of the spa until they could no longer hear him.

“Why is it that everytime he comes to see us we’re somehow naked?” Nami moaned. “We’re never going to get out of this.”

“We’ll get there, Nami.” Robin said reassuringly. “And if not, we can always get Zoro and Luffy to help.”

“I know they’ll make fun of us first,” Nami grumbled. She couldn’t help it, her mind wandered towards the tugging sensation once more. She needed to feel even more of it. She created four hands this time, and began pulling, not caring if Robin wanted her to do so. The itch was being scratched once more, and she moaned, loving the sensation.