Plushie: G'day. If you look below, you'll see Clarobell thinks my Aussie words are ebil... in other words... means I'ma gonna use em more often. -snickers- but seriously, Thanks to everyone who reviewed and if you're anonymous, leave us an email address so we can at least thankyou for leaving us a review. If you don't wish to, that's fine, but we would like to acknowledge you in some way, and I'm afraid the chapters are a wee bit too long, with the author's notes already and all that.
Clarobell: Hey guys! Thanks so much for all who reviewed! I guess you're starting to get a feel for the characters now, eh? There's a nice heap of angst in this chapter! Also, Many of you wont have a clue what 'fairy floss' is, but you may know it as cotton candy, or candy floss –kicks Plushie and her ebil Australian words– Anyway! Hope you enjoy and don't forget to review! If you think any of our chappies are unbearable cliffy's, let us know and we may just upload the next chapter early!
--DramaticDifferences--
--Part 1:Discoveries--
--Written by Plushie and Clarobell--
Chapter 4: Disowned
It wasn't until the circus had finally shut down for the night, that Zoro and Luffy had left. They had looked at the animals, and Usopp and Chopper had let them watch the main show through a sneaky flap at the back that allowed one of the best seats in the house. Then, because both Zoro and Luffy didn't really want to leave the tent, Usopp had agreed to go out and get some presents for Luffy (at Zoro's quiet request).
The green haired teen had given him some money, and then Usopp had skedaddled as quickly as possible, returning ten minutes later with a stick of fairy floss in one hand, and a balloon in the other. Luffy had no idea what the balloon was, but it looked cool and Usopp had tied it to his wrist. Luffy hadn't asked what it is, and Zoro hadn't offered any answers. He was still being rather quiet and at odd moments seemed to just fade out of whatever conversation was going on, and then would come back a second later and nod and smile again.
It was strange. The night was quiet, and Zoro and Luffy were heading back towards the pub, relying on Luffy's (not panicked) directions. Zoro had no idea where they were and trusted Luffy's navigation better than he trusted his own. The younger boy was bouncing beside him and Zoro was watching the path in front of him. It was dark, and vaguely Zoro wondered what time it was. Surely it couldn't have been past ten yet.
He didn't bother to look up and see that the moon was far past ten o clock, and was actually in a position similar to probably… one in the morning. He was also wondering what Nami and Sanji would say when he got back. He winced. Hopefully they wouldn't be mad. Still… he smiled as Luffy gave an extra bounce beside him and reaching out a quick hand, he stole a bit of the fluffy sugar candy and ate it. Luffy pouted at him.
"Hey!" he whined and then chomped down on the floss in his hand. Zoro shrugged as they turned a corner and saw the pub in front of them.
"I bought it." he defended. Luffy pouted before laughing. It was then that Nami chose to stumble out the door of the pub, hanging off of Sanji's shoulder and giggling drunkenly.
"Sanji…" She slurred, "there's a step there!" and then she laughed outrageously as though it were the best joke in the world. Her hair was a mess, and her cheeks were pink. Sanji smirked at Nami, not nearly half as drunk as she was. While Nami had been having alcohol, he'd only had light drinks that were mixed with lemonade, and had had water in between to dampen what little affect the alcohol had on him.
"You're right!" he replied and slid an arm around her waist and then raising his hand higher and groping at her chest, a wide smirk on his face, "Lemme help you." Nami blinked at the hand and then looked at Sanji with a mildly annoyed look on her face.
"Sssanji… I don't think that's appropriate." she slurred and stumbled away from him, swaying dangerously. Zoro stepped up behind her and caught her easily and then raised an eyebrow at Sanji who shrugged in response.
"She got a little carried away." he replied, smirking at the same time. Okay... so maybe he was a little bit drunk.
"Take her home Sanji. And for hell's sake, don't try anything. I'm not gonna restrain her from killing you." he said, gently shoving Nami back at Sanji again. Luffy peeked up over Zoro's shoulder, chewing at his fairy floss and watching interestedly.
"Wheee…" Nami squeaked as she was sent swaying back to Sanji again. She giggled drunkenly and then hiccupped. Sanji caught her as easily as Zoro had, but his hands slipped higher and once again found Nami's chest.
"Oops." he said, not really meaning it as he grinned widely.
"Get the hell outta here ya perverted bastard!" Zoro snapped at him, half joking. Nami had apparently slipped into that state of drunkenness where she had no idea what the hell was going on around her.
"As you wish Marimo-kun." Sanji mocked, bowing slightly and chuckling, "Just say goodnight to your boyfriend and get your ass home!" and he helped Nami onto her feet and slid an arm around her waist properly this time… but his hands occasionally 'slipped' at times as they turned. Zoro frowned and aimed a kick at Sanji as he walked away, but it was easily dodged and Zoro shook his head at the blonde before turning back to Luffy.
"Bastard… friggin…" he muttered to himself before sighing and smiling at Luffy as the boy sucked on his quickly vanishing fairy floss.
"Well… I had best go make sure Sanji doesn't attempt anything with Nami. See ya Luffy." and he turned and walked away, shaking his head as Nami began yelling about a pot of gold that she was going to find in a well somewhere over the rainbow. Luffy waved the hand that had the balloon on it and he reached over and untied it so he could hold it in his hand.
"Bye Zoroooo!" He called, still waving the hand. Zoro waved a hand over his shoulder as he turned the corner and was gone from sight.
"Having fun?" a gravelly voice said behind him and Luffy turned sharply, spotting Garp slinking out of the shadows, hands clasped behind his back. His eyes were wide as he watched his grandfather come towards him, swaying slightly and obviously drunk.
"G-Gramps… I thought you were in the bar!" Luffy stuttered, not letting his fear even get close to coming into his voice, and instead adopted a large smile and a happy face. Gramps didn't like it when he got scared for no reason.
"I was… I've been watching you for some time now…" he said, his voice slightly slurred but he was apparently drunk and would without a doubt, not even remember that this had even happened the next morning, "You little bastard… what the hell did you think you were doing!?" and then he pulled an arm out from behind his back and slashed a broken bottle across his grandson's face, drawing a cry from the boy's mouth as Luffy hadn't been expecting the blow.
He watched through watering eyes as the balloon floated away, the string holding it having been slashed when he raised his hands to protect his face. Somewhere, in the deep recesses of his mind, he hoped Zoro would come back… He hoped Zoro would help him. And the green haired man did turn, as he heard the yell and he saw the balloon floating away over the rooftops, the lights from the sidewalk catching it as it floated away. He knew instantly what had happened and he turned on his heel and began hurrying down the sidewalk.
"Luffy…" he whispered and began running. Sanji paused as he heard the hurried footsteps and he looked over his shoulder to see Zoro run around the corner.
"What!? Marimo!" and he panicked for a moment before gently putting Nami down and then racing after his friend. He wasn't really worried about Nami, as this particular area was a good one. Low crime rate and few attacks. A family neighbourhood. But still, he would have to get back to her pretty quickly, just to be sure...
"Oh look…" Nami muttered, "Sanji's ass was in my face." and she giggled and slumped to the side, asleep.
Sanji ran around the corner, spotting Zoro bolting along the road in front of him, "Damn it! Zoro!" and he pushed his legs harder, but Zoro had the lead and the green haired teen skidded around a corner and kept going.
Luffy got back to his feet again after the third hit and stood before his grandfather, as he knew gramps didn't like weakness. Thankfully, Garp was very drunk, and his aim was poor. He had aimed for Luffy's face three times, and had only managed to reach his target once, the other two times, slashing across the boy's chest and shoulder.
"Sorry gramps…" he apologised for the third time.
"Sorry don't cut it boy!" Garp roared and swung the bottle around, slashing towards Luffy's face again. Zoro skidded around the corner then, and seeing what was happening, he frowned and dived forward, grabbing the arm and wrenching it behind the older man's back. Garp was surprisingly strong for a man of his age, and Zoro's eyes widened as he was pulled forward and almost thrown from his feet. Sanji arrived at the scene and blinked at the situation.
"What the fuck!?" he hissed before grabbing onto Garp's other arm which was swinging at Luffy, who was just out of reach and bleeding everywhere. There was thick rivulets of blood running from his face, shoulder and chest, and he was staring at the ground where a small puddle of the dark liquid was beginning to form. Sanji was able to hang onto Garp and together, he and Zoro restrained him and hauled him away from Luffy but only for a few steps as Luffy slowly followed. Zoro growled at the man in his grip.
"What the hell… do you think… you're doing!?" he ground out through gritted teeth. Garp ignored him in favour of growling at Luffy.
"You little bastard! You've been with these two all day!? Huh!? Shackin' up with em eh!? No doubt, you little slut!!" and he spat at Luffy's feet before with a heave of strength that neither Zoro nor Sanji expected, he heaved both men off of him and kicked Sanji in the gut before throwing the bottle at Luffy and then stalking off home. He swung around at the end of the street.
"Don't you ever come near me again!" and he was gone. Luffy flinched as the bottle smashed against him, not even bothering to avoid it. Zoro panted as he watched Garp leave and after seeing that Sanji was fine (the blonde had been kicked, punched and god knows what else too often by Zoro to count, and therefore wasn't hurt in the slightest) he turned to Luffy.
"You okay?" he asked, but Luffy didn't reply. He was staring at the spot at the end of the road where his grandfather had disappeared. What… what was he going to do now? Where would he go? Zoro got to his feet and gripped Luffy's shoulders.
"Hey… come on!" and shaking him a little, Zoro winced as flecks of blood flew at him. Luffy was staring wide eyed. Who was going to feed him? What had he done? Why did gramps call him a slut? How could this happen!? Sanji stood up beside Zoro and brushed himself off, rubbing at his stomach a little before looking at Zoro.
"Is the kid ok?" he asked. Zoro shook his head.
"I don't think so. He's in shock. Come on, we need to get him to a hospital or something." Zoro replied, getting worried about the blood and cuts and things. He'd seen too much blood to be phased by it, but, Luffy's loss of blood was definitely worrying. Sanji shook his head.
"You think that's wise? That nutjob might go looking for him there. We'll bring him to our place, and tomorrow we'll take him to the police." Sanji said. Zoro looked at him and then nodded.
"Okay… Come on Luffy." and he picked Luffy up bridal style and was shocked to notice just how light Luffy was, even with all his clothes on. Actually, whatever weight there was, was probably attributed to the clothes. Sanji nodded.
"I'll go get Nami-san." and he raced off around the corner. Luffy didn't respond to anything, and the only movement he made was to turn his head and look past Zoro's arm to where he had last seen gramps. How was he going to survive? Zoro moved off up the road and around the corner, finally catching up with Sanji (who had Nami in his arms) and then let the blonde lead him home.
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Sanji fiddled with the keys in his hand and finally managed to put them into the lock on the house. They lived on the outskirts of town, and the house was a two storey one of a fair size. It had a small garden that Nami tended to out the front, and a group of orange trees growing out the back. The grass was green as ever, and a sprinkler was going nearby, narrowly avoiding getting Zoro and Sanji wet.
The door swung open and Sanji edged through, Nami asleep in his arms. Zoro followed him and then hurried into the lounge room while Sanji shut the door… very quietly. He listened for anything from Zoro, and then let out a soft breath before following and finding that the other teen had gone straight to the bathroom on the first floor. He paused in the doorway.
"I'll get Nami-san ready for bed, and you clean him up." Sanji said, his kind voice betrayed by the almost hungry look in his eyes and the drool that was hanging out of his mouth. Zoro twisted around and sighed, shaking his head.
"Just clean Nami's face and nowhere else! Put her to bed and then you can come and help me bandage Luffy up. Got it cheese head?" he asked, his tone serious. Sanji sniggered and inclined his head slightly before carrying Nami away. Zoro had a feeling that Sanji wasn't going to be such a gentlemen at this point in time, but, he had other things to worry about. And Sanji would never take advantage of Nami while she was like this.
Zoro set the still shocked boy down on the closed toilet and then looked around for a washer. Finding one, he wet it under the tap and then began wiping gently at Luffy's face. Slowly, the younger boy's breathing began to get faster as a sense of panic began to set in, but he didn't move.
"Hey, come on. He's gone now." Zoro said, getting worried about Luffy not moving. Had this pushed Luffy over the edge? Was he going to remain this way for the rest of his life? Zoro hoped not. He had really gotten to enjoy having Luffy around, despite the fact that he had only seen him twice. There was just... something about Luffy that he couldn't put his finger on. Maybe a connection of some sort that he didn't have with anyone else. That was probably it. His words seemed to trigger the wrong response, and Luffy blinked as tears began to swell in his eyes. Grandpa left him! The only family he had… and he was gone! Gone! Zoro turned back to Luffy after rewetting the rag and he saw the tears trailing down Luffy's face.
"Hey, hey, hey, come on. Don't cry! What's wrong?" Zoro asked, panicking slightly. He knew Luffy was scared and shocked, but, there was no reason to cry about it was there? Luffy finally seemed to come back to himself and he hiccupped, going into slight hysterics and rubbing at his eyes frantically as tears began to spill more and more frequently from them. He was smearing the blood all over his face, but he didn't care. Gramps left him! He sniffled, and then sobbed, and then his breathing began to get choked and he did all three at once, getting louder each time. Zoro was panicking, not knowing what to do. Grabbing Luffy's wrists, Zoro gently pried them away from his face and then pushed them down towards the boy's lap.
"Hey!" he said softly but firmly before gathering Luffy's thin wrists into one of his hands and then using the other to wipe the last of the blood away, "Come on, you don't need him." and Zoro made a quick decision that he hoped Sanji and Nami would go along with, "I'll look after you." Luffy shook his head.
"N-no." he replied, sniffling and letting his bangs cover his eyes. Zoro couldn't look after him! Luffy knew he was stupid, and he knew he would make Zoro mad and he knew Zoro had other friends and like everything else, he'd just mess it all up!
"N-no." he gasped again, trying to free his hands so he could rub at the fresh tears that were forming in his eyes. The salt was stinging his wounds, but he didn't care. Pain like that was nothing. Zoro grimaced as he held Luffy's hands tightly.
"Luffy… look at me…" he said firmly. He remembered from his own experiences how looking into someone else's steady eyes was a lot better than any reassurance. Luffy looked up slowly, hiccupping and focusing on Zoro's eyes through his own watery and somewhat bloody ones. Zoro's eyes were steady, looking between his own and making Luffy think that Zoro was able to see just exactly how he felt.
"Luffy… he's gone. If you see him again, he'll probably kill you. You cannot go back to him. I promise I'll look after you. Do you trust me?" he asked slowly, making sure to be firm, but soft at the same time and clear too so Luffy would understand.
Slowly, Luffy nodded, still sniffling but holding back tears. Gramps didn't like crying, so he wasn't going to. Zoro nodded and managed to tear his eyes away from Luffy's. For a few moments, he had been able to see just how tortured Luffy really was, but then that hardness had come into the wide eyes. He briefly wondered if his own eyes were like that and then he was focused on Luffy again.
"Good. Now…" and he cleared his throat to get rid of that annoying catch that had just come in, "Let's get you cleaned up eh?"
He continued to wipe at Luffy's face, and then found some small bandages. He had been worried that the cuts would be deep, but they were fairly shallow, and at most, would leave very thin and faint scars. He was thankful for that. Zoro didn't notice the footsteps that had come down the stairs ages ago, and he still hadn't noticed that Sanji was leaning outside the bathroom door, his eyes closed, arms folded on his chest and a smile on his face.
"Well done Zoro." he whispered to himself before quietly making his way back upstairs to his room, having already put Nami to bed.
"You hungry?" Zoro asked once he was finished and he leaned back to rest on his haunches. Luffy shook his head in a 'no' gesture, still quite dazed and Zoro nodded.
"Well… let's get you to bed then eh?" and he stood up,
Where's he gonna sleep? Meh, he can take my room and I can sleep on the couch down here…
Zoro could have let Luffy take the spare roo that had once belonged to Sanji before he had stated sleeping with Nami in her room, but he briefly thought of how nice it would be to be able to sleep with some light filtering through the curtains. He slept upstairs away from the lamplights... in the dark. Zoro didn't like the dark at all; not since… no… he wouldn't think of that.
"Come on." and he helped Luffy to his feet.
The boy was weak, the days events taking its toll and he shook slightly as he got up, but Zoro supported him with his hands, never getting too close. Luffy sniffled a little and followed his new friend as he was led upstairs. He was tired, and he was looking forward to falling asleep. Zoro crept past Nami's room and led Luffy to his own room which was empty except for a nice large bed (courtesy of Nami and Sanji) and a cupboard in the corner. Zoro really hadn't gotten around to putting anything in the room itself yet. Most of what he had was shoved under his bed.
"Can't let you sleep in that…" Zoro muttered, eyeing the blood on Luffy's clothes and pants, "So…"
He moved over to the cupboard which had a set of drawers underneath the section at the top which was always open. He pulled out the smallest shirt he had and one of the pairs of pants that he hadn't worn in a while, and tossed them to Luffy while he got his own clothes so he could have a bath downstairs.
Luffy quickly stripped down and changed, completely unashamed of his nakedness and Zoro had a quick glimpse of a thin body covered in purple, black and healing yellow bruises. Lacerations and large cuts laced the boy's skin and Zoro turned away, not wanting Luffy to know he was watching. But Luffy didn't seem to care at the moment, he was just so tired. He muttered a quick thank you and dropped down to the floor, before curling up and laying still, curled up in a small ball facing away from Zoro. The older teen blinked before carefully before picking Luffy up, shocked to find it appeared he was already asleep, and placing him on the bed, pulling the covers up to his chin.
Sighing softly, Zoro realized that Luffy was going to take a fair while to recover, and he decided then and there, that he was going to help Luffy in anyway he could. And Luffy could help him… it would be a mutually beneficial relationship. He moved to the doorway, and flicked out the light.
"Night Luffy." he said and turned to walk out. Luffy sucked in a deep breath, and then let it out, unable to stop the whine that escaped with it. He hadn't wanted Zoro to know he was crying, but the whine had come out of its own accord. The green haired man paused, and walked back in. It felt unfamiliar to him that someone would be crying about the loss of a place that was horrible. He remembered that he hadn't cried about the loss of the orphanage, but he had cried about what he'd left behind there. Maybe that was what Luffy was upset about? Still… Zoro really didn't understand what was going on, but he was determined to comfort this kid any way he could.
Nami had comforted him when he had been upset, and she'd been there for him when he needed her. He didn't love Nami, at least, he didn't think he did, but she was like a sister, as much as Sanji was like a brother. They were like the family he'd never had, and now Zoro was going to play the part of brother to Luffy. That made him feel… better. A little stronger even.
"Hey…" he whispered, sitting on the bed beside Luffy, "It's okay…" he really wasn't sure if this was right or not, "It's okay to cry… don't have to hide it." Luffy shook his head against the pillow.
"G-G-Gramps said it's n-not okay t-to-" but Zoro cut him off.
"Forget him. You're here now. Cry, don't cry. Do whatever you want… just be yourself." he said.
The words sounded strange coming from his mouth, but they felt right. He tentatively reached out and pulled Luffy into a soft hug, forcing his fear to the back of his mind. He couldn't stop his body from tensing, but he made his hands stay soft. It was very unlike him to be so soft or gentle, or even affectionate. Zoro was the type of person that would rather stay away from people, but Luffy really looked like he could use some human contact right now, as words just didn't seem to be working.
"Okay?" he whispered, looking down at the top of Luffy's head which was still covered with the straw hat he'd been wearing all day. Luffy twisted and hugged Zoro back, his arms almost painfully crushing the older teen's ribs, surprising Zoro with his strength, but he bore it out and after a few short minutes, Luffy finally managed to cry himself to sleep. Zoro sighed and gently laid Luffy back down on the bed, his arms and torso trembling. That… hadn't been that bad. Nothing bad had happened! Luffy twitched a little in his sleep, but didn't move at all.
"This is gonna take a while…" Zoro muttered before standing.
He would have stayed, but, he didn't sleep well and quite often woke up many times in the night due to nightmares or strange noises that sounded like someone creeping down the hall. Actually, it usually was, and Sanji would poke his head in just to assure him it was only him going down to make breakfast in the morning. So, the green haired teen left after one last lingering look at Luffy.
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The next morning, Zoro crept up to his room and peered in the door to notice that Luffy was still asleep, and hadn't moved a muscle during the night, still in the same position that Zoro remembered laying him in last night. It was early, and Zoro moved back downstairs again and into the kitchen still in his pyjamas. Sanji had been up for about fifteen minutes.
"Your boyfriend awake Marimo?" Sanji teased as Zoro walked in and the chef used nimble fingers to crack two eggs into the pan. He would usually crack three, but Nami-san didn't feel like eating that morning. She was upstairs, slowly recovering from her hangover. Zoro shot a glare at Sanji as he moved to the fridge, glancing the cook's way, who noticed the look and nodded his head to let Zoro know it was ok to get whatever he wanted from the fridge.
"No…" Zoro finally replied as he pulled out a bottle of orange juice and poured himself a glass before placing the bottle back in the exact position it had been when he had taken it out. Sanji just smirked at the fact that Zoro didn't deny the 'boyfriend' crack.
"I guess it's just us then." Sanji said as Zoro walked past and sat down at the table.
"Guess so…" Zoro replied, taking a drink of his orange juice before putting the glass down and then looking up at Sanji, who was still smirking at him, "The hell is your problem?" Sanji shrugged and looked back down at the pan in his hand.
"Nothing. How's the kid holding up?" he asked, changing the subject easily. Zoro eyed him suspiciously for a moment before picking up his glass again.
"He's still asleep. He had a bit of an episode last night, so be nice to him." and he sent a warning glare in the direction of the chef. Sanji snorted as he saw the warning glare, which really wasn't that scary at all. Actually, it reminded him more of a little kid than anything else and that thought made him snigger slightly.
"Yeah, yeah, just as long as he's nice to Nami-san." he replied.
Zoro rolled his eyes and then jumped when Sanji swore.
"Shit! She doesn't know he's here yet!" the cook hissed, his eyes wide. Zoro shrugged. Nami wouldn't mind that much. After all, she liked cute things, and Luffy was cute, so Zoro was pretty sure that Nami would like him. The subject of Sanji's distress chose that moment to wander in, yawning and looking worse for wear. She walked past Zoro and brushed a hand over his head, rubbing slightly.
"Morning Zoro…" she said as she moved up the table and sat in her usual position on the end. Zoro pretended that the movement hadn't made him feel better, and covered it with a scowl. Sanji saw the motion, and his bottom lip stuck out in a massive pout. Noticing this, Nami smiled affectionately at the blonde.
"Morning Sanji-kun." she said sweetly. That did the trick.
"Morning Nami-swaaaaan!!!" he cried exuberantly and Zoro sighed as Nami winced and glared daggers at the chef, "How are you feeling? Would you like something to drink?" he asked in a tone that was a lot softer due to being glared at.
"I feel like hell, and yes, I would like a drink. Coffee would be good thank you Sanji-kun." she said, resting her head on her hands and groaning tiredly. A headache was pounding at her, and her brain felt fuzzy, "And some Panadol." she turned to look at Zoro, who blinked back at her.
"Did you have fun yesterday?" she asked, her tone generally curious as she was too damn sore to tease.
Zoro shrugged and replied in a mumble that Nami could barely make out. Upstairs, Luffy blinked awake, getting off the bed, and scratching his head before wandering out of the room in search of the bathroom. He wandered into a room that had orange walls, and then turned around and walked out again. He stumbled down the hall and spotted a gleaming tile floor and with a sleepy smile, he darted inside.
Silence reigned down over the group… until the sound of a toilet flushing made Zoro and Sanji look at the ceiling and Nami blink in confusion. Zoro turned to her with a nervous smile.
"Ah, Nami…" and he sent a short glance at Sanji, "Last night, Luffy, the guy I was with, kinda got hurt, so… he came back here." and he winced and waited for the yelling to start. Nami's eyes narrowed.
"Oh?" she asked instead, and Zoro looked at her.
"We would have told you Nami-san, but, well…" Sanji smiled sheepishly. Nami turned to him.
"Yeah, don't remind me. You owe me big time for letting me get that drunk you bastard." she said before turning back to Zoro, "What happened to him?"
Zoro bowed his head, not sure if he should say anything. He didn't want to make Luffy mad at him. Not that Luffy seemed to get mad, but, still… Nami's eyes narrowed at Zoro, but the teen kept his mouth clamped shut.
"His grandad went nuts and tried to slice his face open with a bottle. Would have too if we hadn't stopped him." Sanji explained, leaning on the bench near to the table. Zoro frowned at the blonde.
"Maybe Luffy didn't want you, or me, to say anything at all." he growled, a little annoyed that Sanji had just come straight out with it. He stormed out of the room leaving Sanji and Nami to stare at his exit before Sanji smirked.
"What was that for?" Nami asked, her eyes turning sad at the thought of Luffy "Oh that poor kid." and she got to her feet, meaning to go upstairs and see if this 'Luffy' was alright.
"He's just touchy I told you about his BOYFRIEND!" Sanji explained, yelling out the last word. Something went crash on the way up to the stairs and Sanji chuckled to himself before turning to find Nami glaring at him, hands on her hips.
"Stop annoying him, for god's sake Sanji. Oh, and by the way, stop YELLING!" and she smacked him over the head.
"Sorry Nami-san." Sanji whispered, rubbing at his now aching cranium.
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