Sanji walked up to the restaurant, noticing the name, Harry's Mystery Diner. He shook his head at the odd name. He took a seat at one of the tables out side and waited for a waitress to find him. He hoped it'd be Tara.
A young, sun-kissed girl with pale orange curls and a tiny frame came over. His dissappointment must have shown, because she hesitated a couple feet away. "S-Sorry," she stuttered, "are you waiting for someone?"
"No, it's fine." He waved his hand, signaling she can come and take his order.
"Well welcome to Harry's Mystery Diner, what can I get you?" The girl smiled, notebook and pen at the ready. Sanji felt like flirting.
"If I could watch you smile all day, I wouldn't need anything else." he swooned. The girl giggled, blushing.
"Thank you, sir. But is there anything I could get you?"
"A glass of red wine please, my lovely lady."
The waitress giggled again and took off. He sighed. Somehow it felt both good to flirt, yet at the same time, he couldn't stop thinking about Tara.
The girl returned a moment later with his wine. He gave a quiet chuckle of approval as she bent in front of him to pour his drink. Her rack was pretty decent. She caught him looking and blushed beetroot.
"Just for that sir, I hope you give me a good tip." she muttered and stalked off.
"Don't worry, I will." he smirked to himself, lighting a fresh cig. He sat there idly, wondering where the hell Tara was.
"Its my day off, you know." A taunting voice called from behind him. He practically choked on his drink. He turned and his eyes widened in shock as he saw Tara standing a little ways off, exiting a shop.
"...Who said I was looking for you?" he retorted, avoiding eye contact as he swirled his wine.
Tara sauntered over. Sanji gulped; Tara looked amazing. She wore a simple sleeveless blue tank top and jeans shorts, her sandals clacked against the hard ground. Her hair swirled in the faint breeze, it was gathered in a high ponytail yet it still hung below her shoulders. She dropped her shopping bags inelegantly on one of the spare chairs next to his table and sat down opposite him, resting her chin on her palm.
"So how's your crew?" she asked.
"Nice to know you care about them when you haven't even met them, yet you know me and won't even greet me with a hello." Sanji smirked playfully. Tara rolled her eyes.
"Please," she smirked. "I know that you're fine. You were flirting with Savannah just now, and your eyes light up when you see me."
"True true," he murmured, wondering how she knows how he usually behaves. Suddenly there was a Smack! and he felt a new bump on the back of his head. Tara had moved to the chair next to him and hit him on the head.
"Ow, what the hell?" he cursed, scowling at her.
"Savannah just so happens to be my best friend, so stay away from her. I know your type." she growled.
"What's my type then?" Sanji glared. His glare turned to a look of shock when Tara took his cigarette straight out of his mouth and took a long drag on it. He didn't know what shocked him more: that she didn't find it awkward that the cigarette was in his mouth beforehand or that Tara looked incredibly sexy with a cigarette between her gorgeous lips. She shrugged.
"The use-and-abuse type," she blew smoke in his face.
"I would never, ever dream of abusing a woman," Sanji growled, his aura dark. "I may be a pirate but I am also a gentleman, not a barbaric fool." He fumbled in his pocket for another cigarette.
"You never answered my question." Tara sighed after a while.
"The crew? Hmmph, there always the same. Nami is probably shopping with Robin, Zoro will be being an idiot somewhere, Usopp is most likely buying things to make practical jokes with along with Chopper, Brook and Franky, and Luffy is doing something Luffy-like."
Tara chuckled. "You really care about your crew, even if you talk so badly of them, I bet."
"Yeah, they're all right." he muttered. He then remember what he wanted to talk to her about. "Oh, I almost forgot; I wanted to ask you about the famous person."
"Who?" Tara asked innocently.
"You know, the theif who takes stuff from arrogant rich people and gives the money to her hometown."
"Ah, you mean her," Tara smirked. "Lightning White."
"Is that her theif name?"
"Yes, its to do with her devil fruit powers."
"Well, it can't be anything to do with lightning, we've already met the idiot with that."
"No, its to do with flash. She ate the Furasshu Fruit."
"What the hell is that?"
"I don't know exactly, but I think how it works is that she can create a flash of blinding light that leaves you blinded for a few moments, leaving you defenseless, even if you closed your eyes against it, because it is literally a wall of white light. Once you open your eyes, you're still hit by it."
"Interesting. But why 'Lightning White'?"
Tara laughed and stubbed out the cig. " Because one moment she's there, then a flash of light and after a second or two, she's gone, quick as lightning." She got up and stretched. "Wanna walk around town with me? I've gotta food shop for me and my roommates, and since you're such a wonderful cook and all." she rolled her eyes playfully. Sanji laughed and ignored her insult by chuckling. He stubbed his cig out and offered a fresh one to Tara, who declined. "I do smoke, just not as often as you, chimey pot." she laughed.
"Fine." Sanji smirked, picking up her bags. He grinned full on when Tara gave him a confused look. "I wouldn't be a gentleman if I made a beautiful woman carry her own bags." He felt a slight shiver as Tara stroked his arm gently.
"I guess you are a gentleman." she murmured, smiling. She blushed the tiniest bit and cleared her throat. "Anyways, come help me food shop!"
Sanji chuckled under his breath, and as she led the way he left money for the drink - plus the tip he promised Savannah, and day-dreamed about Tara's blushing smile as he caught up to her.
Yay another chapter! :D Sorry if it's been a while. James Blunt concert was ABSOLUTELY FUCKING AMAZING ^^ and yesterday and the day before were like, the most awesomest days ever...(yesterday, best mates's b-day, day before... )
More will come soon if you R&R! ;D I promise!