Title: Fashion Advices

Paring: SaboMonet

Genre: Romance

Rating: K

AU: YES

Clothes Are just one way,

To show who we are.

"You look terrible." said visibly unhappy green haired young woman seeing who entered boutique she was working in.

"You think so?" answered blonde man around her age. "We haven't seen each other long time." he added to lighten mood and smiled slightly.

"Heh. What do I have with you." girl muttered eyeing blondes unfashionable attire. "What happened to clothes I sold you last month?" she asked standing up.

"Got lost in utter mess of mu apartment."

"Sabo Sabo Sabo, you might be great writer, but you're absolutely useless at anything else." grenette said dragging him to part of shop dedicated to men. "We'll find you something new, those old ones are most likely already out of date. Finished your book?"

"Yeah, and really thanks for everything, Monet. If not you I'd probably die from overworking already." Sabo said following her.

"Yeah, you probably would since your brothers are even more useless than you." Monet said "Sit here I'll look for something." she commanded showing him stool.

"Why are you still working here? With your fashion sense or however it's called you could be fashion designer by your self , at least you could work for some fashion magazine." Sabo said looking at girl walking around and looking at clothing.

From his point it was like magic. In no time she could change his too big and not matching clothes, with set he was feeling great in. He never understood it even if he knows her since they were little. Well there were many things he couldn't understand but her point in job matter was harder to understand than anything else, even those modern microwaves with ton of buttons or self flushing toilet.

"I've already told you I like this job, not everyone needs huge apartment like yours." girl said.

"You think so? It's great when you have guests over..." Sabo tried.

"Only people that visit you are: me, your editor and Luffy, Ace hates you and comes only when Lufffy drags him over." girl retorted giving him pile of clothing. "Go try those on." she added showing him in direction of changing rooms.

"You haven't answered my earlier question, how's your book?" Monet asked coming back to browsing clothes.

Usually she was just looking for clothes with size fitting customers but with blonde writer it was different. He got no idea how to fit his own clothes even if characters in his books were always dressed in outfits perfectly matching their personalities. It didn't change even after she tried teaching him how to pick outfits.

"I'm close to finishing, Law would be mad if it took too long." he answered coming out "How do I look?"

"Not bad, you lost weight again. Were you eating properly?" grenette asked narrowing her eyes.

"I was trying." he said trying to avoid her stare.

"Heh, try to not kill yourself, okay? And change to those." she said giving him more clothes. "Even thought clowns clothes would be more suitable for you" she added turning to look for more.

"Why?"

"Simple, you're a clueless idiot." she explained. "Just change already, this one is good."

"Okay, okay." boy said and rushed to change.

He never got why people call her harpy. In his eyes Monet was perfect but he would never told her this. He valued their friendship too much. She was so nice, caring and... just... She was Monet, and it meant she's perfect.

"But why clown? Am I this weird?" he asked. He like to listen when she was talking about matching personality with clothes. When they were in high school she was trying to fit style with people they knew, she was never wrong, not even once but she never talked about herself.

"It's just that you never care what people may think. You're famous writer you should care more about how you look." she explained. "Just like clown" she added. "You done with changing?"

"Yeah, how about you? What style fits you the most?" Sabo asked. He really wanted to know.

"That's not too bad, I guess were done. With clothes, in mean time I found you some shoes try them on." Monet said ignoring his questions. Like always when he was asking about this, that's why he never told her how he feels about her...

"Thanks for everything, again." he said before leaving.

"No problem, that's what friends are for anyway." Monet answered.

"Yeah." he said smiling, he knew she'll realize it's fake, but she won't say anything, she never does. "We're just friends" he whispered.. "Bye." he added louder and left.

"Yeah, just friends since we're both too stupid to do anything..." Monet said to herself looking at him as he was walking away.

Monets chapter as warm up. There will be more this weekend, I can't say whose chapter it will be but I'll do my best to do as much as I can since my head is bursting with ideas. Thanks for comments and paring propositions, I wouldn't think about some of them myself.

You can still give me more propositions.