A/N: I'm not quite happy with this chapter for some reason… didn't really come out the way I wanted it to, oh well. Thanks for your guy's support! I'm so glad you all like this fic! The Shanks and Ace idea seems to be a go, so I'll do it –insert an epic pose here-! If there's anyone else you want me to do a reaction for, let me know, and I'll try my best!

Na, and excuse Sanji's horrid language.

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Tolerance

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Sanji understood. He understood why Luffy recklessly attacked Mihawk with unrestrained ferocity. He understood when that shitty-swordsman raised his katana, uttering his speech with a voice full of unchecked emotions; tears falling from his eyes. He understood Luffy's grin returning to his face full blast with the words, just knowing that the man was alive. His eyes shining from the promise and with something else that Sanji could quickly recognize. He understood… But that didn't mean he had to like it.

Nope, he wouldn't agree to something like this! Not only is marimo a shitty bastard, but he fails to see the beauty, grace, and bivalence that is the female! Shitty gay-swordsman! No respect for the wonders of the world at all, just treats them as if they're the same as men! The impudence!

The First-Class Chef bit down harshly on his cigarette, placing two plates of finely prepared food on the table in front of a specific chair, this is where Nami-swan sat after all, and her food had to be the best and nothing but! This thought quickly brought a wide smile on his face, a warm feeling bubbling up in him from the thought of the simple praise he'd earn from Nami for his work.

Maybe he'd get more than praise…? Maybe she'd even confess her undying love for him! These thoughts sent the cook to noodle dance shamelessly back to the kitchen to get the other plates of food for the rest of the shitty crew to set on the table. This task done, he composed himself and went to the door that led out of the galley to shout to everyone.

"Nami-swaaaaan!" He sang "Dinner is prepared!"

Nami's melodious voice announced that she had heard him and was on her way.

"Oi, Shitty-bastards, your dinners are ready too." He growled out to the rest of the crew, a happy cheer from the Straw Hat Captain was heard somewhere from on Going-Merry.

Sanji just rolled his sky blue eyes before they fell onto Nami, and they turned into hearts at the sight of her loveliness.

When everyone settled in to eat, Sanji looked at his Captain for a moment, bones and small pieces of food flying everywhere, the teen's mouth covered in food. Sanji looked away from the lack of manners the boy possessed.

This brought the cook back onto his earlier train of thought… for one, if the swordsman had a bit more chivalry and politeness towards women, even HE could find a girl! (No matter how impossible that seemed to Sanji) But Luffy-! He looked back at his captain who had suddenly stolen some meat from Zoro's plate, half of it gone before Zoro could even utter a protest. Sanji couldn't think that any sane girl on the face of this planet could ever love something like that and mean it after finding out every little aspect about him.

Luffy was like a raw egg, no girl is going to eat a raw egg…

"But you weren't eating it!"

"I was about to grab it when you snatched it off my plate!"

Off the chairs and onto the floor, rolling, rolling… this was a common sight for the two now a days, fighting on the floor in some sort of odd wrestle. Sanji knew why though, Luffy just craved the contact, and got it from the swordsman in the most entertaining way possible. Sanji shuttered at how odd that thought sounded. Zoro suddenly pinned Luffy, snatching what was left of the meat from the Captain. The silver eyed man grinned triumphantly before shifting himself to sit on the teen's chest, and then ate his prize.

Sanji couldn't have been more disgusted, temper swiftly rising as well.

"You Neanderthals! There is a beautiful lady present, and you act like wild animals over food!" He yelled furiously, stomping over to them and kicking them both in the head leaving large, painful bumps the size of an emu egg.

"Shitty Cook!" Zoro yelled at him rubbing the now sore spot on his head, Luffy doing the same but still with a grin.

A serious look suddenly over took the swordsman's features as he looked from a snickering Usopp, to a glaring Nami, a laughing Luffy, and then to the fuming chef.

"What beautiful lady? I don't see one." He said with the utmost honesty.

Several things happened at once, Usopp started laughing uncontrollably, Nami lunged at the sniper with intent to maul, and the Captain along with his First Mate were suddenly flying through the threshold of the galley onto the deck, ending up in a mass of tangled limbs and spouted curses.

Luffy laughed even harder, even as Sanji approached with a murderous aura. Zoro untangled himself from the laughing teen, before unsheathing his two newest swords. Sanji stared at the two weapons in the man's possession before breathing in deeply; smoke from his cigarette filled his lungs in a pleasant way before releasing it into the atmosphere. He then looked at the teen who had suddenly stopped laughing, and now was looking at the two with undivided attention, a rarity in itself.

Sky blue eyes met ocean blue.

"Nami, Usopp, Sanji… Zoro. Sorry, but I'm dead!" He grinned down at them from on the execution platform, Buggy's blade coming down to slice off the teen's head.

To Sanji, everything seemed to slow down, the rain muted as well as the sounds of the people, and the clown man's laughter. It was as if he was in a state of shock… But a voice pierced the deafness like a cannonball through a ship.

"LUFFY!"

It was a cry, a scared, horrified, soul shaking cry that came from the swordsman. Then there was flash, and all Sanji could remember after that was the grins the two idiots supported as they looked at each other before they all ran towards Merry in a mad dash to get away from the quickly swarming Marines.

Sanji exhaled some more smoke, and ripped his eyes away from the teen's to watch the white threads dissipate into the air. Fighting mood killed; anger suddenly gone, the cook turned from the two to head back to the kitchen, not saying a word to either of them. Zoro made no jabs at him and he even heard the sound of the drawn blades re-entering their assigned sheaths.

"I'm going to take a nap." Zoro's baritone voice reached Sanji's ears, and the cook heard the sound of boots making their way to the mast, and the clop, clop, of a pair of sandals right along with them.

Reaching the galley, Sanji entered, and looked back over his shoulder through the doorway.

There was Zoro resting against the mast, Luffy in the man's lap with his back to the marimo's chest, tan arms wrapped securely around the rubberman's waist. The Captain grinned, turning his head to tell the swordsman something that made him smirk, and give a light kiss on the smaller man's lips. It ended, and Luffy laughed before turning his head to bury it into Zoro's neck, the man smile serenely, resting his head on top of the other's before closing his eyes for that nap.

Sanji turned away and entered the galley, shutting the door.

He didn't have to like it, but he could tolerate it.

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