Hey there Guys, This is my first Fanfic so please give me any reviews! The First chapter! Yay! I'm also working on other more complex stories at the moment, so this is just to get me started! I'm really stupid, but at the moment I'm currently working on about four other stories. So if I forget to post another chapter, bombard me with comments so I'll remember! Thanks, and enjoy!
*Tweet* *Tweet* *Tweet* "Round 15! Set 20." *Tweet* *Tweet* *Tweet* "Round 16! Set 20." Sanji blew his whistle again. Damn it, the only reason he was stuck do these drills with the petty officers is because he complained that he wasn't gonna sit around doing nothing just because he's a vice admiral.
So Smoker said he could help with the drills. He sighed. "Fine, If being a vice admiral isn't 'fun' enough for Black Leg Sanji, then maybe giving drills will help." That was not what he meant.
"Uhmm... V-Vice admiral Black Leg Sanji? "
Sanji turns to see a young boy shaking before him, nervously picking at his nails.
"Don't pick at your nails kid, its bad for them." He turns back to the drills.
"Oh! Of course! …Um I'm here to inform you that Smoker and Garp wish to speak with you." the young boy starts to rub his hands together.
Sanji glances at the boy. His hat lopsided on his head.
"Alright thanks for letting me know." He ruffled the boy's head, In Turn placing the hat back to its original place.
"You! carry on." He tosses the whistle to another marine of higher rank than the ones doing drills.
The young boy stares at him pushing his pink hair back from his face. Watching in awe as Sanji walks away, his coat flapping in the slight wind.
Sanji pauses and turns to the boy. The boy quickly diverts his eyes to the floor.
"What's your name?" Sanji asks in a much more soft tone as if he were talking to a hurt puppy.
The boy jumps, but straightens himself out.
"Petty Officer Coby, sir!" The young boy salutes Sanji.
He chuckles and digs around in his pockets for a second. Coby watches him, and lets his arm fall back to his side. Sanji finally finds what he's looking for with an excited 'Ah!' then pulls out an apple.
"Here, you look scrawny. Need to build up your muscle mass." he tosses the apple to Coby then turns on his heel to leave. Coby stares at the bright red apple in his hand, then looks at Sanjis retreating back.
"Thank you sir!" Coby calls after him. Sanji heard him mumble about the only good food being on wednesdays. Sanji lets himself smirk at that. That's when he gets to cook for the marines, he smiles as he pushes open the door to the building.
His heels click on the bare floor of the marine base. Marines salute him as he walks by. What in the word could this 'meeting' be about. He's a Vice Admiral. The only thing he's ever called into meetings for is if someone destroys impel down, or breaks into Marine H.Q. And neither of those things happend, or he would have definitely heard about it.
He approaches the door, taking time to pause and listen to see if anyone was in there.
"Damn it, where the hell is Black Leg? Does he think he's too good to come? It's what he wanted..." A muffled voice comes from the door.
Sanji smirks, and places his hands on the doors. Each hand on either door (Double doors) and pushes them open, striding in.
"Don't worry, just fashionably late as always!" he slides his hands into his pockets. "What's this thing that I wanted?" Sanji asks with a smirk on his face as some startled marines try to straighten themselves out.
A couple try to salute, but he waves them off. He's never liked the whole 'salute to your superiors' rule. He reaches the table that Smoker and Garp are sitting at. Smoker rolls his eyes at Sanjis cock sure atitude, and Garp smiles giving him a nice display of almost all his molars.
"You requested for some more 'action' yesterday; we have a mission for you." Smoker gets right to the point. Sanji's smile grows across his face. Finally some fucking action! About time! He takes a seat.
"It's more like a long term mission," Garp starts. Sanji quirks an eyebrow at him. "You'll be going under-cover starting in two days." Garp proceeds to pick his nose. Sanji scowls at the man's lack of manners.
"What is this mission about?" Sanji turns to Smoker, the more civile man in the room. And it seems Vice-Admiral Garp is... Bussy, at the moment.
"Slave traders. They capture people, usually higher popularity beings, and takes them to a 'camp'." Smoker rolled his two giant cigars in mouth. "They put the capture in a cell and if they don't cooperate to whatever they want, they are sent to 'the training grounds'."
Sanji taps his unlit cigarette against his lips in thought. "And what happens when they're taken?" Sanji props.
"Our sources tell us that it's different each time." The smoke from Smokers cigars drift up to the ceiling, that is now so covered in it that Sanji couldn't see the baby blue ceiling. "They're usually are sent to the camps, but there's also other things." Sanji raises his eyebrow to this. Other things?
"Other… Things?" Sanji asks cautiously, not really sure he want's to know.
"We've only heard of a couple others, but we're informed that there are many other ways of 'breaking in' someone." Garp pipes up, flicking a booger off his finger. Apparently recovered from the gold mine he had found.
Sanji scowls again at this, but pulls his mind away. "What… Why am I going under cover then?" He narrows his eyes at Smoker, who's obviously holding back a smirk around his cigar.
"Because you're going to try to get a 'job' at their facility." He smiles, watching Sanji's horrified look. "And of course if you get caught then there's no doubt you'll suffer just as anyone who's caught in that place." Smokers smirk widens as Sanji drops his cigarette.
"You bastard." Sanji whispers over Garps snoring, who has fallen asleep suddenly.
Smoker pulls his professional mask on again. "If you do get captured there's no way of telling us that you have been, so you will be required to report to us by den den mushi everyday." He says casually. "And still, we will have to wait for two days in a row of no contact before we can go into action, just to be safe." A small smirk taking its place back on his face.
Sanji frowns. "What's the name of the organization?" He's really ought to know before trying to get a 'job' there
Smoker glances at the snoring Vice Admiral next to him, then back to Sanji. "Straw Hat." He says simply.
Sanji rubs his temples "And what am I achieving here?" Because if he's going to risk his freedom, there better be a god damn good reason.
"Figure out who's in charge, and try to corrupt them and bring them down. Of course the second part isn't mandatory but it would be much appreciated." Smoker sits back in his chair, not used to sitting still for so long.
"So I'm supposed to act like someone else, get a job at a high profile slave company, report by den den mushi to the MARINES. I probably won't be trusted right away so if I get caught I'll have to wait at least around a week for reinforcements, Which by the way I will not need." Sanji adds with a flick of his cigarette.
"Try to figure out who is behind all of this, And maybe bring them down." Sanji frowns. This hasn't been thought through at all, has it? "There really is no basis is there?" Sanji looks at Smoker.
The marine puffs out smoke through his mouth. "Nope, but I know you're not one for plans, are you?" He glances at Sanji who has a giant smile on his face, curling around his cigarette.
"You know me too well." Sanji smiles. Smoker puffs on his cigars again.
"Nobody knows you well BlackLeg." He stands up dragging Garp behind him to the exit. "Tomorrow we'll run things over and get your undercover crap figured out." He pushes open the door and unceremoniously throws Garp out, stomping after him.
Sanji waved over his shoulder as he hiked his feet up on the coffee table. 'Straw Hat, huh? There's a first time for everything.' He sighed as he got up and pushed open the door to walk down the hallway. 'I think I've heard that name somewhere…"
Whew, that didn't seem like much to me at all. It is over a thousand words though! That can't be good, that only means it's going to get longer… Ah well, I hope you enjoyed! Right now I know where I want to go with this, Im just not sure how to get there! I work on these by myself so I really do mean it when I ask you guys to give me pointers! Wish me Luck!