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Blue
Summary:Sanji wonders why he chases Nami while she just brushes it off and sees it as nothing more than the meaningless words of a lovesick teen.
"Nami!" Luffy shouted as the red-headed girl fell into the ocean.
"NAMI! I'm coming!" Sanji yelled, kicking the marines down as fast as he could. Sanji jumped over the side, despite being half-dead himself. Every bone in his body hurt, even the ones that weren't broken. He tried to swim faster. For as long as Sanji could remember, he had swore to protect a lady no matter what condition he was in.
A wound ripped open. The water was thick with blood. Sanji dove deeper, his eyes on the sinking figure. He could hear Nami in his mind.
"I hate you, Sanji! You are the most pathetic flirt I have ever met!" The last thing she had said before the marines attacked. Those words stung more than his wounds in the saltwater.
Why? Why do I try so hard when she clearly doesn't care? The blond's lungs screamed for air. He gently cradled the navgatior in his arms against his well-muscled chest.
Nami opened her eyes. She felt Sanji's hand around her shoulders. She looked up. Sanji was saving her. His blond hair bobbed in the water. Nami noticed Sanji was slowing down. The girl saw they were far from the surface. Sanji wouldn't make it.
Sanji, why?! Why do you insist on being good to me when I treat you like shit?! Why?! Now you're goning to die because of me! Nami's tears glistened in the water. She wanted to hit the chef for being so stupid yet hug him at the same time. Since she was so close to him, she settled for hugging him.
The blond looked at Nami. She's alive! His heart jumped for joy. He noticed her crying. She's scared. I have to hurry up! I'm gonna drown soon. Determined not to show how weak he was getting, he sped up. His body complained fiercely. Sanji could see the light from the surface was stronger. They would make it after all!
After what seemed like hours, Sanji broke though the surface. Nami and Sanji both inhaled deeply. The chef swam to the ship, climbing on deck, still carrying Nami. "Nami, are you alright?" Sanji's eye was wide with concern.
Nami looked at the blond's battered, bloodstained body and cried. She weakly hit Sanji. "You stupid, stupid blond dumbass!"
Sanji was shocked. He had just saved her from drowning, within mere inches of killing himself. The chef sat there, stunned. Luffy picked Nami up, his straw hat shadowing his eyes. Nami cried into Luffy's shirt.
Why do I bother?
Author's note: It is 4:30 in the morning. I mentally changed the outcome of this story twice. At first it was gonna be a deathfic. Then it wasn't but it would end as a one-shot. Now it's gonna have more then one chapter. Wow, I need sleep. Well, anyway, please review. I listened to Innocence by Avril Lavigne while typing this.