Sanji's Birthday

Sanji ripped off one of the calendar sheet in the kitchen...2 March. That was his birthday. He would never dare that in his 19 age he could think about a big party and celebration with cake, games, shows, or even just a romantic dinner with Nami only (well, at least that's what he always dreams about, isn't it?). He sighed.

He then went to the deck that in fact he just saw his lovely Robin-chan was reading her book. Zoro was half asleep. In fact Zoro wanna have a quiet, peaceful nap but then was disturbed while Brook played his music all the way with Luffy, Chopper, Usopp and Franky listened to him cheerfully. Nami perhaps was doing her map in her room as usual, he didn't see Nami since the breakfast finished. The light breeze greeted him and his golden hair but didn't even blew the ones that covered his left eye. Unfortunately, no one stared at him yet. He was a bit disappointed that no one remembers his birthday.

"Oh, my Robin-chann... What lovely food do you want to eat for lunch in this lovely afternoon?" He smiled and did a love hurricane as soon as he went after the archeologist.

"Why, thank you Cook-san. But I don't really need to pick. I'd eat anything you serve." Robin smiled widely, glared at the cook which was having his 'love' figure in his eyes. Well, at least ONE of his eyes Robin could see.

"Okay, I will serve you the best." He headed with a wavy move, slowly and calm to the girls' room.

"Hold on, Cook-san"

"Yes, what is it, Robin-chan?"

"Don't you ask the others?" Robin closed her book and pointed the others of his nakama.

"No need to, my dear Robin-chan. Anything you like, they should eat it too." Sanji pointed them.

"How about Navigator-san?"

"I'm just about to ask her. So, don't worry." Sanji smiled and continued his steps to Nami's room. Once arrived, he knocked the door three times.

" Good afternoon, my sweet Nami-san." He complimented as he made the sound knock knock knock.

"Good afternoon, Sanji." Nami opened the door half and smiled sweetly, "What do you want?" Nami let only her head popped out of the door.

"I just want to ask you," Sanji smiled back gently,"What do you want for lunch?"

"Ah, I'm not sure... It's up to you, Sanji-kun, you're a great cook," Nami looked a bit nervous then she smiled again,"But I really want a salad with it, can you?"

"Whatever you want , my dearest Nami-san!" as he yelled that, he figured out that Nami was writing a note, her right hand was holding a paper and a pen,"by the way, what is that note about, Nami-san?"

"Um, nothing. I don't even have write anything." She then folded it,"I better do it fast."

Sanji knew Nami lied to him, he still be able to saw the word CAKE on it, but he then screamed,"It's OK, Nami-san. I will cook you the best meal ever!"

Sanji walked back to kitchen. He cheered gleefully in his heart, Yay! Nami-san remembered my birthday! I'm sure she's preparing a surprise party for me and tonight will be full of party and fireworks! He chopped the onion while the celery, various kinds of fruits and vegetables were ready in the bowl. His eyes full of water, but his lips are wonderfully decorated with pretty smile, Nami-san sure is really a nice girlfriend. Oh, shit! My chicken soup! Lucky I remember it. The gentle cook quickly turn off the stove, grabbed a bowl and put the chicken soup into the big, plain, white bowl. I can just cook this whenever they say that it's up to me. Sanji thought. Oh, yeah, and mashed potatoes, how can I forget it! Well, looks like we're out of stocks now.