Nyah, once again!! Haha!! Another chappie!! Hope you guys like it! (Even IF there are some critics out there…) thanks to 8yume for reviewing! Nyah! –Trisha
Sanji got up from bed, sweating hard.
"Good god… who was that?" Sanji wiped the sweat on his forehead. "Sure she seems cute, but… WHY DOES SHE HAVE WINGS AND LOOKS LIKE A GHOST?!?!?" Sanji opened the door out of the men's quarters, seeing the crew already on their feet.
"Tsk… maybe it's just a big fat dream… Pssh… anyhow… I gotta get back to work…" Sanji walked to the kitchen, putting on his apron and heated up the stoves.
While Sanji was cooking in the kitchen, we set our sights on the little angel on the crow's nest on top the ship…
She raised her hands. "Nyah!" she stretched. "Ne? Morning already?" she looked out the nest. "Oh! There are other people out here as well, huh? But I wonder where am I? I was just flying around, and then I crashed onto this place… weird…" The girl smiled. "Yosh! I'll do my best!!"
Luffy screamed one more time. "OI!! SANJI!! I WANT BREAKFAST!!" Sanji stuck his head out the kitchen door. "KEEP YOUR RUBBER JAWS SHUT AND I'LL GET TO IT!!" Sanji yelled in reply, the shut the door behind him. "Good lord… good thing I kept some meat ready for frying last night…" Sanji opened the fridge and took the huge platter of meat, then closed it. Suddenly, behind him, he heard:
"Ohiyo-su!!"
"N-N!!" Startled, Sanji almost dropped the 5 pound platter of huge meat, and turned around on who said it. "CAN YOU JUST…" Sanji stood in shock when he saw… the girl he saw last night. "N-N-N-N…"
"Tee hee hee! We meet again… ah… um… cook-san-su!" She smiled cutely at him.
"N-N…NANI?!?! WHAT DO YOU WANT?!?! ARE YOU STALKING ME?!?" Sanji pointed a big accusing finger at her.
"Tee hee! Don't point, cook-san! It's bad!" she held his hand, lowering it.
Sanji tried to get a grip of him self, just to prevent him from going insane. "Okay…" he exhaled. "Now… who are you exactly?" He asked her, taking his hand away from the girl, then putting the huge platter down the side table.
"Na! My name is Misha-su!" she said, still smiling at him.
"Well… um… Misha-Chan, yeah, nice meeting you too. Now, can you stop stalking me now? It's freaking me out!" Sanji said to her, scratching his head.
"Tee hee! Okay! But first, I want to know your name!" She asked him, still smiling.
"Er… my name is Sanji Okay? Good. Now I have to get back to work." Sanji said, rolling up his red striped polo up his arm, taking the huge platter with meat and dropped one chunk on the frying pan, sprinkling all the oil out of the pan.
"Um… can I help you, Sanji-kun-su?" She asked suddenly.
"Eh? What do you know about cooking?" Sanji looked at her.
"Of course! I already cooked some healthy dishes, you know-su!" She smiled at him again, coming close to him. "What are you cooking anyway?" she said over his shoulder.
"A meat full of grease. Why?"
"Na!! That is bad for your health! Are you eating this, Sanji-kun-su?" She asked.
"No. Ask the guy out there with a straw hat. He eats tons of these." Sanji replied, flipping the meat on its other side.
"Ah!! Don't let him eat it! He'll become full of oil that his face will be covered with big pimples!!" She said.
"Well, I don't think that will happen to him though… he's a guy made of rubber." Sanji said.
"Su?" She nodded. "Rubber man?"
"You can't believe, I know. Okay. I have a question for you now."
"What is it, Sanji-kun-su?" She smiled.
"Where are you from?"
"Ne? I'm from heaven!"
Sanji stared at her. "…heaven?"
She nodded happily. "Tee hee hee! You don't believe-su?"
Then it clicked. It all made sense. Last night as Sanji saw her, she had angelic wings and looked like a ghost. So maybe she IS from heaven. But in Sanji's case, he isn't that easy to convince. "Really? How do you expect I can believe that? I need proof!"
Misha smiled cutely at him again. "Na! Watch me!" she closed her eyes and then suddenly, behind her, a small pair of wings came out of her back. "Ta-da!"
Sanji's jaw dropped. She wasn't joking. He just stared at her.
"Tee hee hee! See? Do you believe me now-su?" she said, smiling.
Just then, the kitchen door opened slightly. "Oi! Sanji-kun! Hurry up will you? Luffy is growling mad now!" He heard Nami said. "What are you doing in there anyway?" Nami opened the door slowly.
Alerted, Sanji quickly grabbed Misha and quickly stuffed her in the wine cellar, hiding her from Nami. When the kitchen door was completely open, Nami only saw Sanji sitting on a small chair near the stove. "Haha! Don't worry, Nami-chwan! The food is almost ready! Just tell them to wait 2 minutes more!" Sanji smiled innocently at her.
"Well, okay… just hurry up." Nami closed the door behind her.
"Okay… Sanji… keep your cool. Just go out there and serve the food and get Misha-Chan out later…" Sanji continued on to his work.
And a few minutes later, the crew was busy chowing down their breakfast. Seeing them that the whole crew was on the bridge, Sanji came back in the kitchen and opened the wine cellar, and then Misha came popping out.
"N-Ne! Hic! Sanji-kun-su! Hic!" Misha dizzily walked across the room. "All the water in that closet tasted so sweet-su! Hic!"
"What happened?" Sanji asked, but as he looked into the wine cellar, he saw two bottles of grog empty. "Aw… good lord! What did you do?!" Sanji asked, holding the empty bottles on his hand.
"D-don't blame m-me-su! Hic!" Misha walked dizzily to Sanji. "A b-b-bottle fell to my head and it p-popped open! And it's-it's such a waste when you don't drink the water-s-s-su!! Hic!" she said, drunk.
"Aw… darn it…" Sanji smacked his forehead.
"N-N-N-a!! I feel so…so…so… great-su!! Hic!" as Misha said this; she fell onto Sanji's arms. "Ne… I… hic! I feel sleepy now-su…" she said.
"Tsk… I just have to hide her from the rest… who knows what she'll do to them… anyhow… come, Misha-Chan." Sanji lifted her up. "Gotta hide her someplace… jeez. You smell like grog…" then Sanji carried her out the kitchen.
Sanji looked around, trying not to catch any of the crew's attention. Besides, they're all on the bridge eating their breakfast. So Sanji quietly crept into the depths of the Going Merry. "Okay… what now… I can't hide you in the men's quarters… Zoro will surely find her… not in the girl's quarters too… Nami-chwan might think I did something stupid… hmmm…" Sanji looked around, but as he looked behind him, he saw Zoro. "Aw shit."
"Hey, Ero-cook, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to eat with us up there?" Zoro said, then set his eyes on the person Sanji was carrying. "And who the hell is that?"
Sanji shot a glare at him. "None of your business, and tell the rest I'm not hungry okay?!" Sanji said angrily. "Just leave me alone for a while, okay?!"
Suspicion struck Zoro. "Wait… don't tell me you're going to…" Zoro pointed at the girl.
Sanji blushed bright red. "W-What?! NO!! DON'T GET THE WRONG IDEA, BAKA!! JUST LEAVE ME BE, OKAY?!?! GET OUTTA HERE!!"
Zoro gave out a smile, a melancholy one. "Well… it seems that your ero-ero-ness I gonna pass it's limits, eh?" Zoro crossed his arms. "Tsk. When will you ever learn, Ero-cook… wait till I tell this to the rest…" Zoro turned his back.
Sanji was boiling with anger. "YOU!!" Gently, he put Misha on the floor, then ran to Zoro, landing a nice kick on his thigh. "WHAT THE F…" this caused Zoro to crash on the floor. "COME HERE!!" Sanji dragged Zoro by his feet, and then carried Misha on his shoulders again, walking towards the men's quarters.
"Alright. Get this straight, Marimo bastard. She's a stranger on this ship, okay? So if you try to set a word out of this girl to the crew, I would kick you to Enies Lobby. Understood?" Sanji shook his fist in front of Zoro.
"Okay. Fine. I won't give any word to them, but who is she actually?" Zoro asked, arms crossed, sitting on the bed.
"I dunno, I think she's a fallen angel from Skypiea." Sanji replied, taking a glance at Misha, who was sound asleep on his bed. "Her name is Misha."
"Misha, eh?" Zoro took a look at the pink haired girl, then eyed Sanji "For the first time you don't go drooling over her, huh?" Zoro said, smiling.
"Oh, shut up. The way I see her, she's like a kid." Sanji said.
"So? I thought age does not matter to you, Ero-cook?"
"One more crack like that, I'll…"
Misha moved. "Nyah…"
Sanji and Zoro looked at her. Then Sanji said, "I swear, Zoro. Don't tell this to anyone."
"What'll I get in return then?"
"You blackmailing…"
"Hey, sure you can trust me, but my trust has a price, you know…"
"Fine. I'll stop calling you Marimo."
"And...?"
"Hey! That's enough for you already! I thought calling you Marimo makes you mad?!?"
"Hah. This is my chance to finally get revenge on you… hehehe… So, you'll listen to what I want or I'll spread the word around Grand Line?"
"Tsk… fine! I'll listen to your demands…"
And after minutes of demands, Sanji even wrote what Zoro wants on a piece of paper, so as not to forget what he said. "There, happy?"
"Good! Now I'm happy! Haha!! Okay, Ero-cook, your secrets with me, so don't worry… hehe." Then Zoro walked out the room.
"Good lord… where did Luffy find a ship with Zoro in it… WHERE!? Tsk… Anyhow. I have no choice… I have to trust that bastard, or he'll spill out a scandal about me… I'll stay here with her till she wakes up…" Sanji sat beside Misha. Quietly placing his hand on his head…
