Disclaimer:
I don't own One Piece.
The story on hand, ‚One of us' is fan-fiction. I wrote it, because I love to write, but I will not use 'One of us' in any commercial way.
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Chapter3
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Zoro saw Nami's surprised gaze, when he entered the room alone, "Where's Sanji?" the navigator asked immediately.
"On deck," Zoro grumbled.
"Why didn't you bring him with you? And if he falls and breaks his good leg?"
"He's no kid. He knows what to do."
"Yeah, but…"
"If you want to bring him here, do it yourself."
Nami snorted angrily and left the room. She knew that the blonde hated it, but he needed help. His situation was hard enough and if he got injured, he would be in serious trouble. To let him on deck alone was too dangerous.
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She opened the door and looked around.
Then she saw him standing at the mast and looking up in the nightly sky. It wasn't starry tonight, some clouds drifted up in the sky.
"What are you doing?"
The cook turned to her, "Nothing, just looking at the sky."
"Hm. There are too many clouds to stargaze."
"Yes, but anyhow I like it."
"Hm."
"And why are you here?"
"Oh, eh, I wanted to ask you if you want to come back? It's cold here."
Sanji shook his head, "I like it. It's a wonderful night."
"Yes, but…"
"But?"
She hesitated, "But… it's dark here. You could fall."
Sanji stared at her. You… dare to? You want to forbid me to look at the night? I should…
"Is there another reason for your… visit?" he whispered coldly.
"Yes… I wanted to thank you for the dinner. It was great, as always."
He sighed, rolled his eyes, "You don't have to say this, Nami."
"Eh, why?"
"Because I know it was terrible."
"No! What makes you think that?"
"The sauce wasn't perfect. I've put too much salt in it and Luffy was right. The fish was burnt and sugary."
"Nonsense! Your cooking was great!"
"You don't have to be nice to me!"
"Eh…"
"I will never be a perfect cook anymore! Have you ever heard stories about a limping cook?"
"Hm, let's take Zeff?"
Silence.
Sanji starred at her in anger but after a while he lowered his look, "Zeff is an exception."
"Zeff should prove you that everything is possible if you want it."
He smiled coldly and shook his head, "It's much more difficult, Nami."
"Sanji, I…"
"Shut up! I don't need your sympathy!"
Nami stared to him, turned around and walked away.
The cook clenched his fists in anger and stared to the clouds, You don't understand me! You can't understand me! You know nothing!
Suddenly he looked to the crow's nest and felt a strange feeling in his heart, containing fury, despair and melancholy. He sighed and began to climb up to the crow's nest. He knew, he would like it to look at the night in the lookout. That will take my mind off things.
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-tbc-