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Sometimes, it's worth it

"Oh, beautiful goddess of the sea, you don't know how blessed I am to be in your presence…"

Zoro groaned. Why was I here again? Oh right. Nami. Zoro could still hear her voice in his head.


-Flashback:

The Thousand Sunny had just docked at an island to replenish their supplies. Zoro was taking a nap when he was rudely awakened by someone whacking his head with a clima-tact, namely a certain orange-haired, money-grubbing witch (in Zoro's opinion).

Said witch screeched (again in Zoro's opinion), "Go help Sanji with the groceries!"

"What? The shit-cook's so weak he can't carry a few measly packages by himself?"

"Do it, said Nami threateningly, "or I'll increase your debt by 200 percent!"

"Fine."

-Flashback end.


So, that's why Zoro was here carrying 50 bags of groceries, while, Sanji was once again flirting with some chick.

"I love you."

Great. It's finally over. Now we can go.

Zoro turned to walk away, and then paused. "Well, it seems that our feelings are mutual."

Did I hear right? Did someone actually fall for that love-idiot's flirting?

Sanji too, was shocked. No one has ever said yes to his advances.

Before the men had a chance to recover from their shock, the girl elaborated, "Our feelings are mutual because I also love myself."

Sanji gaped. The girl giggled. Zoro smirked.


It was then that Zoro realized that Nami wasn't the only reason he came. Sometimes, there were moments like these that made these shopping excursions tolerable. If only, he could see that look on the cook's face again, he wouldn't mind missing a bit of sleep, carrying bags upon bags of groceries or hearing his annoying voice as he yelled at him or when he was flirting. It was moments like these that made helping the chef worth it.