This is a collection of 300 word drabbles I'll probably only update whenever writer's block strikes or I think of something that is too short for an actual story. So, here we go.
Sometimes I think that Sanji might feel inferior compared to Luffy and Zoro, maybe a little envious even, because no matter how strong he becomes, these two will always have the stronger conviction.
(The last sentence isn't really part of the drabble, just something I thought of right before posting this.)
Distance.
Sanji wasn't like them.
The others said he was though. Part of the monster trio. Insanely strong. Indestructible.
It was a fallacy. While Sanji was a respectable fighter there were things that still made him different from Zoro and Luffy. Things that seemed insignificant to the rest of the crew, but felt huge to Sanji, like a gaping canyon he could never cross.
A 'spear of conviction' Zeff had called it.
Even though Sanji had his own dream to chase, he was still astonished by the lengths Luffy and Zoro were prepared to go for theirs. He wasn't like them, not really.
He was afraid.
"I'll leave it to you, Sanji!"
"You'll protect me, right, Sanji-kun?"
"Sanji! Save me!"
One day he would fail them. Chopper, Usopp, even his dear Nami-san... They didn't understand the burden of all these high expectations placed on him. Sanji might be reliable and yes, strong too, but he wasn't the same as Luffy. Hell, he didn't even compare!
There had been times when the sheer distance that separated Sanji from his captain and the stoic swordsman had threatened to overwhelm him with helpless, almost angry desperation. Still he went into each battle, standing next to these two monsters and hoping, praying that everything would turn out alright. Because he was Black Leg fucking Sanji and he would rather die than admit defeat. Especially to Zoro.
However, sometimes on an odd day, when he felt nostalgic and maybe even a little sad, he would watch Zoro clobber Luffy over the head for falling into the sea yet again, listen to Luffy's answering laughter – Shishishi, sorry, Zoro – and try to ignore that little voice that kept whispering in the back of his mind.
I wish I could be one of them.
(It was the day he stepped in front of Zoro and offered his head to Kuma for their captain's sake that he finally felt like he'd fulfilled his wish.)
