To the peoples who read this: I'm practicing writing romances between men let me know how I do.

Chapter 1

All the kingdoms in the land lived in fear of King Mihawk. All except one. King Zeff refuses to bow to that man. There is peace but it is a tense one. If either kingdom did anything to upset the other war would plague the lands.

"This is boring," Prince Sanji turned to the next page. "I already know this." He sat at one of the many tables in the castle library.

"You are going to be king one day. Stop complaining and read," said Marco as he propped his feet on the table. He was reading an unlabeled book.

"Why are you here anyway?" Sanji looked across the table to read the other man's face. "You're captain of the guard."

"If it was anyone else you would have left," he replied flipping the page.

"Can't I read yours? It looks more interesting," he stared at the leather bound book.

"When you're done with yours," Marco replied.

Sanji looked down at his book. He hadn't even finished the second page.

"Saaaaannjjiiiiiiiiii," Nami and Vivi ran into the library. Both of his sisters were wearing dresses that matched their hair.

"Let's go shopping!" Nami exclaimed. "Vivi wants to buy Kohza a gift."

"And you're the best at picking things out," Vivi chimed in.

His eyes turned into hearts, "Anything for my lovely sisters," he floated over to them.

Marco stood and grabbed Sanji's collar. The older man practically chocked the younger when throwing him back into the chair. "He has studying to do ladies."

"Please, Marco," Nami intertwined her hands in front of her chest and looked up lovingly at him.

He scratched the back of his head, "Fine, but when he comes back he has to finish."

The girls squealed their happiness as they dragged Sanji to their room.

When they got there they tried on dresses, put on make-up, and looked at wigs. Nami and Vivi, who looked exactly the same, stepped away from Sanji. He now had long curly blond hair, though it still covered half his face. He wore a dark blue dress that matched his eye. His 'breasts' were just water pouches in a bra. He was attempting to put on his matching shoes.

"How do I look?" he asked.

"You look gorgeous," Nami giggled.

"Are you sure you can go out like that?" Vivi always asked before they left.

He put his hands together next to his face and as hearts emanated from him said, "I only do it for my lovely sisters' sweet smiles and laughter."

"Thank you, brother," Vivi smiled widely. "It does make me laugh."

The three of them road in a carriage to town. Marco rode a horse nearby and four guards surrounded the Princesses and Prince. They got out just outside an eye glass store, at Sanji's request.

Nami and Vivi walked in but Sanji's attention was on an old man telling stories about Mihawk's kingdom.

"They have these things called Devil Fruit but even there it is rare," the old man drawled. Sanji sat at one of the three almost empty benches. He loved to hear about the other kingdoms. "Some make skin like rubber while another enables someone to sprout multiple limbs." Sanji threw some coins in a ratty hat in front of where the old man sat on a stool. "Thank your kind soul."

Sanji was about to ask a question but Marco put his hand one the small blonds shoulder, "Princess Louisa we must be going."

King Zeff was embarrassed that Sanji dressed like a girl so he ordered everyone who knew to call him by that name and played it off as having a third daughter. He couldn't say no to his children but he did kick Sanji whenever he did something wrong.

He smiled at the old man before standing and following Marco back to the carriage. "I want to see the other kingdom."

"You can't," Marco didn't like to say no to the young man. "Tension has always been high between our kingdoms. You traveling there might start a war."

Sanji frowned. He wasn't asking.

Meanwhile in Mihawk's kingdom

Zoro paced in front of the empty throne. Robin stood calmly near him. Besides the two of them the room was deserted. They were waiting for their father.

"I know this is about me still being unmarried," Zoro sighed. "He's going to force the issue."

"Nonsense, Zoro," Robin smiled. "I still have not married and he did not force it."

He stopped to stare at her, "That's because you like someone and everyone knows it," Just not who, he adds to himself.

Robin did not have time to reply because King Mihawk had walked in. He sat down and both of his children turned to face him.

"Zoro your back from your trip sooner than planned," he gaze went to his youngest. "Did something go wrong?"

"The princesses were hindering me from having a good time," Zoro replied.

"You were supposed to choose one to be your bride," Mihawk stated.

"Father," Robin interrupted. "My brother needs to find someone he can respect and I do not think he will be able to find one in a lesser kingdom."

"What do you propose?" he asked his eldest.

"The probability of Zeff teaching his three girls independence is high," she replied.

"Zeff?" he said in surprise. "I will have to think."

They left without another word. At least until they passed the door.

"What the hell was that?" Zoro demanded. "Now I have to go to another kingdom."

"Father will never agree," Robin said before heading to the library. Zoro went back to training.

In the middle of the night in Zeff's Kingdom

Sanji was dressed in his usual black suit carrying only a bag. He really wanted a cigarette but knew it would give his position outside the gates away. The last thing he needed was to be caught escaping the castle. He would never have a private moment alone.

He started in the direction to the nearest town. He could buy a horse there and get a map to Mihawk's kingdom. He believed he had enough to get there. If not he could get a job as a cook to make some quick money.

"So you're going to leave without a goodbye," he turned to see Marco materialize from the darkness.

"I'm not going back," Sanji kept walking. "You can't stop me."

Marco fell into step beside him. "Don't plan to. You're not going to stop until you get your way. I'm going with you and when this is out of your system return you home. Or get you out of whatever trouble you get in and return you home anyway."

"I can take care of myself," he growled.

"And I can take care of both of us," Marco shot back.

Sanji would never admit it but he was happy to have someone to talk to.