Hellooooo all I'll keep this short! Hope you enjoy the chapter! The power went out in my area so I'mma gonna try to upload this before my laptop dies.
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Over breakfast, he told her that it wasn't just them anymore as she scarfed down her eggs. She didn't normally eat that fast.
"So you can call me major if you want?" He teased as he ate his ominrice.
A scoff and an eye roll met his remark, "Sure shit face. Sure."
He grinned as the insult he was able to get out of her so early in the morning,
She stood up and stretched, back cracking. Sanji moved towards the kitchen carrying the dirty dishes. From the corner of his eye, he saw her stumble and caught herself on the table. The dishes nearly toppled out of his hands as he hastily set them down and rushed to her.
"Zora!" panic streaked his face, "Shit your injuries! What's wrong."
For some reason, she looked at him tenderly, "Just dizzy."
"Dizzy!" Sanji demanded outraged. He hadn't heard her say anything like that before.
She nodded taking a breathe and then standing upright, "I'm alright, Sanji." Tenderly she gripped his hand for a slipt second, before grabbing her dear swords and hoisting them into her belt, and walking out the door. Leaving Sanji standing there speechless. He had never seen a tender side to her. Vulnerable sometimes, kind, warmhearted was something he could see hidden in her gruff roughness. But tender?
It took a minute before he followed her out the open door. Worry knotting in his stomach. Was something wrong? Was she hiding something?
When she sliced clean through the trunk of a massive oak with a single strike of her katana it put some of his worries to bed. She was strong as ever, even with having to get used to her new limbs. With a heavy thud, it hit the ground. Clapping and cheers erupting from what Sanji realized was their new family.
Proudly he walked over to her, "ALright let's strip this log and get building!"
At lunchtime, she sat next to sit helping to slice and dice the food. He'd never admit it, but she had a wonderful skill for it.
"I miss Franky," She said. It was the first they'd spoken of the crew since they waved goodbye. "He'd be done with everyone's houses by now. ANd we have what? Half a one done?" She said glancing over at their work. It was simple and small, but would be good enough for half a dozen people until they had more.
Sanji chucked, "It's stupid, but I miss Luffy's bottomless stomach already."
Their conversation ended as fast as it began. Lunch went well. By night a house had been made. A dozen cramped themselves into it. The others stayed out in the starlight. No one asked to stay in there house, and they didn't bother offering.
"Your tense," Sanji said his own muscles aching, the one didn't normally use, "Lay down." She grunted but didn't offer many protests. She lay down after taking off her shirt. He sat on her butt as his hands kneaded her shoulders and most particularly what was left of her arms.
"Your turn," She told him kicking him off. After a brief protest, he allowed her. She struggled with controlling the strength in her arms. He didn't flinch. He would have bruises in the morning. She cursed.
"I can see why you love working out all the time," he said rubbing her cheek with his thumb, "It's actually really satisficing." She smiled.
It was odd seeing her smile so much, he wasn't used to it yet. There was a weight off her shoulders it seemed after accomplishing her dream. And it made her rare smiles easier to come by.
"Wears you out too," she nodded.
"Ah so that's why you were always taking so many naps," He chuckled.
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This chapter is a little short and I'd probably add on to it if the power wasn't out. But hey that how things work out! Hope you liked it!