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Chapter 9: Cup Sizes, Soup, and a Visit

Andrea dozed rather peacefully on the small boat. Kizaru had a minimal staff as the boat was meant for speed but it was nonetheless cozy. As the day was nice, she had set a hammock out to relax in and made the mistake of falling asleep.

Kizaru rarely had such situations happen to him. Everyone else was so stressed out with everything happening, a person getting shot and blablabla that they did not appreciate humor anymore or even life's precious moments. Strolling out of his cabin onto the deck, he was facing the latest source of his amusement: Gol. D Andrea.

He stood over her, tilting his head to get a good angle, and roughly began guessing her measurements before an idea sparked in his mind. The men he took with him, all too used to his antics, had distanced themselves when the Admiral called for a Den Den Mushi. The smirk on that man's face could have put Garp to shame as he dialed a familiar number.


-On the battleship, escorting a noble-


Akainu prided himself on many things but most of all, on hiding his distaste for certain situations. Many knew him as very outspoken when something displeased him but no one realized, those situations often involved despicable pirates, dangerous situations, and fighting. What he was facing now was one thing that sometimes would make the bulky Admiral cringe.

Tolerating a noble yet alone ass-kissing was a delicate feat that Akainu thought he had mastered but when Sengoku had informed him about this temporary duty, he had neglected to mention a few things.

Firstly, the woman was very slovenly and obese and while Akainu knew with his bulk he was a big man, his body was the result of hard work where as this woman's was the result of not having to lift a finger since she was spawned. However what made him wince more than her features was the extremely blatant flirting this noble and he felt pawed at just from her eyes leering at him. The winks and not-so-subtle insinuations that she could arrange for him to live with her made him really regret taking the mission. If only he would be able to take that girl with him, it would have been tolerable.

Gol D. Andrea… if told when I met you that I'd actually crave your company, I would have asked if someone dug into my sake supply… He looked up and to his horror, the noblewoman was starting to make kissy faces at him when something made his day turn around.

"Admiral Sakazuki-san! You have a call!" The Admiral bowed and gave his apologies to the noblewoman and stalked away with the Marine bearing the Den Den Mushi.

"I'll take the call in my cabin." The Marine nodded and was pleasantly surprised to receive a handshake but that paled in comparison to the money he found in his hand as the Admiral whistled into his cabin. Waving the man away, Akainu set up the Den Den Mushi and picked up the receiver but what he heard almost made him consider going back out there.

"Ooooooo Sakazuki-kun, I'm trying to figure out Andy-chan's breast size but I can't put my finger on it." The magma fruit user literally started to turn red out of a mixture of shock and anger. "I wonder if she'll let me measure her personally."

"Is there a reason behind this torture Kizaru?" Akainu answered gruffly knowing full well of his friend's occasional habit of talking about attractive women. I just admitted she's attractive mentally… Shit. He really was not in the mood to put up with unwelcome flirtations and his fellow Admiral's teasing.

"Awww you're no fun! I knew I should have called Kuzan about this… he probably would have been able to figure it out just by me describing her." Akainu's face flushed in annoyance. He did not have to be there to know that his friend was smirking. "So… how big do you think they are?"

"She's going to be pissed if she finds out you're discussing her chest." What he did not expect to hear back was laughter.

"Oh she doesn't know I already looked down her shirt." The sake cup Akainu was reaching for shattered in his grip. "Oooo that didn't sound so good!"

"I know what you're doing so stop."

Kizaru sighed and wistfully looked towards the girl in the hammock. "She's really pretty you know. Is it so bad that I want you to get laid?"

The sake bottle that was being reached for slipped from the husky Admiral's grip. "I have no problems with that department and now is there a legitimate reason you are calling?"

"Oooo by the testy tone, you must be getting some from that noblewoman. Does she really have a third tit?" Akainu's face blanched and he unfortunately had a rather disturbing mental image forming.

"… I think Andrea is a B-cup," he muttered while holding his head. He was going to need especially strong sake to deal with this.

"Good call! I'll ask her when she wakes up. Her hair is really silky you know… I wonder if I can pet her or something," the yellow suited Admiral gleefully said. This is working better than I thought. "She's wearing this really short skirt too. Nice pair of legs on her. A little young but I bet she's spunky."

Akainu groaned as he glared at the Den Den Mushi. I don't know what's worse: Borsalino teasing me about this or going back to that dining room. "Stop checking her out. That's not really polite."

A giggle made the Admiral feel like Aoikiji stuck his arm through his chest. "It's nice that you care about my dignity Akainu-san but is there a reason I shouldn't let Borsalino-san, how did you put it? Check me out?" Kizaru's laughter only added to Akainu's embarrassment but a few words had him gulp. "And I'm a 36C since you two were debating about that. Being a heavy sleeper doesn't make me deaf. Oh and Akainu?"

Her tone was entirely too sugary sweet that he actually felt fear on hearing it. "Yes Andy-san?"

"When this call is over, I want you to go back to that dining room and imagine the cup size on that noblewoman. Good bye and be safe." With a click, the Admiral looked towards the door in fear.

"Those two know how to get under my skin way too much," he groaned as he looked at the Den Den Mushi which was now peacefully sleeping. Steeling his expression, he walked back towards the dinner fully aware of the winks, flirtation and attempted gropes he was going to suffer.


-The next day-


Kizaru groaned as he noticed his arm held no Den Den Mushi. It had gone to hell after Andy had woken up and heard what he had said the day prior. At first he thought he would have a partner in crime with teasing his friend but a sadistic grin aimed at him had him worry.

It started with his glasses. He was rather attached to them and held a great deal of memories with them. But then she had snatched them off while he was in a different call. His squawking did not accomplish anything when she put the glasses down her blouse and challenged him if he would retrieve them. After giving an appreciative glance at the view, he had to wonder, where the hell did his glasses go?

When his sake supply had gone missing, panic had set in. A good portion of it was a high quality that Sakazuki had felt kind enough to give on his birthday. It was a damn good year for sake too and what made him almost cry was her upending the booze over the railing claiming the fish needed a good drink too.

But the Black Den Den Mushi being lifted from him had him in a full out panic. Although he was joking with his crew as normal, his eyes darted left and right, scanning for it. Seeing the woman come out of the mess hall wearing his glasses and looking far too relaxed had him lose his composure as he picked her up and swooped her into his cabin. Locking the door, he glanced at her in feigned boredom. "Where is it?"

"I'm wearing your glasses," she deadpanned but she took them off bored and flung them at him. "What now?"

"Did you really pour all of my sake out?" She laughed and although amused, he did fear for his precious liquor.

"I replaced it in the ice box you had after you ran out looking. You really didn't think of double checking did you?" Before the Admiral could get in another question, she pointed towards the large Den Den Mushi where the Black one was sitting next to. What horrified him however was that they were in a call and the sudden laughter.

"Thanks for calling. At first I thought it'd be another attempt to yank my chain but this prank, even if you don't think highly of it, did amuse me." With a click, the snail fell asleep and the Admiral looked at the brunette with a renewed respect.

"And that is why I am not your tool for teasing Akainu with. With how that noblewoman looked, he would have been raring to hear about any female."

Laughing as he put on the Black Den Den Mushi onto his wrist, he escorted her out of the cabin. "You're a different case. He has an interest in you. Now in a day or so, we're going to come to a floating restaurant. It's really good so maybe you can pick up some recipes." Smirking, he closed the door on the blushing woman who started to ask him questions.


-The Baratie, 3 days later-


The kitchen was a hustle and a bustle when all of a sudden, Patty dashed in waving his arms. "There's a Marine vessel heading towards us! This could be big!" Zeff looked up with interesting as he glanced out to see a duo enter.

"Sanji, stay in here. We don't want to mess with them." The blond chef wanted to argue but he felt something tingling yet he had no idea what it was. "Get started on our special. I'll greet them," he ordered and as Zeff went out the door, a few of the chefs, Sanji included, were all too quick to complain.

"Stupid shitty geezer. The shitty Marines won't do anything if he feeds them like we always do." Patty voiced a rare agreement as the both of them started deboning some salmon. No matter their feelings, they were in trouble if they lost the customer or worse, if the Marines decided to do something about the former pirates on the ship.


-Ten minutes ago-


"Borsalinooo-sann," Andy started whining as he escorted her into the restaurant. "Why do I have to wear this?" The Admiral glanced at her, trying to find the source of her irritation.

She did look rather stunning in that black dress she had; it was very slimming with a white belt around her waist, a slightly low and teasing neckline and while it was not a short dress, the slit up the length of the dress did give a good flash of leg. He also appreciated her heels that she had threatened him with earlier claiming they were hell.

"This is a fancy place Andy-chan and I want to see Sakazuki's face when I tell him about how good you look now." Despite her vehement denial, he did see the humble beginnings of interest in his friend. Ever since the prank, she had been smiling more and even sitting in on calls that he made to his fellow Admiral. Of course she claimed she was only doing it for the sake of preserving Akainu's sanity and taste in women but he saw her softened smile when she was addressed. He grinned remembering how his friend's voice also seemed less rough when addressing her and although he had been warned by Sengoku that Akainu might employ some psychological tactics when handling Andrea, there were some things that made no sense. That man did not smile easy so he would try his damn hardest to make the two of them admit their budding feelings. "Imagine how he would feel if you described this fancy outfit to him while he's eating with the noble."

She chortled as she walked with him, arm in arm. "I thought you Marines were buddy-buddy with the nobles." Her laughter continued as the affable man scrunched his face in distaste.

"We may have a sense of justice some don't like but we do have common sense," he muttered slowly and lowly as they crossed onto the Baratie. Even if it was his and many of the Marine's opinions, he was not daft enough to voice them loudly. Opening the doors and allowing her to go in, he surveyed the restaurant with appreciation which only doubled seeing a familiar face. "Oooo Zeff-san. A meal for me and my lovely friend if you will."

When the chef nodded and returned to the kitchen, Kizaru noticed Andrea fidgeting and tugging at her dress. He tried to slap away her hands from the dress when she scooted out of reach. "Stop making me feel so subconscious… It's bad enough on the Den Den Mushi but come on!"

He sighed and shook his head as a blond, the sous chef by the looks of it, brought in a fried appetizer. "What may I get you to drink, my fair lady?" Andy could not help but blush when Kizaru burst out laughing. The blond had no idea what happened and looked at the two of them in confusion.

The Admiral could not let this moment go to waste. "You look like a good judge of character. Now, how does this young woman rate in your eyes?"

Hearts filled the eyes of the sous chef and when his arms started flailing, Andy groaned and literally, face-tabled. Mumbling into the table cloth, she intoned "some lemonade please." Kizaru nodded for the same for him and the chef happily flounced into the kitchen while the smirking Admiral patted her assuredly on the back.

"There, there Andy-chan! If anything, pretend your looks are a weapon to use on people." The serious effect was ruined with how over-dramatically he had puffed out his chest, pretending it was cleavage, and she giggled. "Who knows? Maybe this will make Sakazuki jealous and will have him admit his feelings for you."

She groaned and her face became acquainted with the tablecloth again. "He only sees me as the daughter of Gol D. Roger, not a as a woman."

Shaking his head at the obvious denial, the corner of Kizaru's lip twitched up. "So, why was he so quiet after you gave him a kiss on the cheek?" He tried not to laugh too hard as she started choking on the lemonade in disbelief.

Before Andrea could voice her embarrassment of having that private moment seen, the sous chef from before came back again. "My name is Sanji and I will be serving you today." He bowed down and kissed Andy's hand which made Kizaru start wiggling his eyebrows at her. "We have some very good lobster and steak I could get ready for you my dear," he purred at the brunette in a not-so-subtle manner. "How do you take your steak?"

"Medium please," Kizaru blabbed happily as Andrea giggled at Sanji's expression of annoyance.

"Medium rare please. And may I have a bowl of lobster bisque?" Sanji's affirmative nods granted him a smile as he practically flew back into the kitchen.

"Lay on the charm more and we could likely get a roast sea king at the rate that guy is going," the Admiral murmured in amusement but before Andrea could agree, he added, "I wonder if Sakazuki had eaten sea king before? I know he's tried some cow fish thing before." Andrea smiled while nibbling the fried mozzarella they had been brought earlier and Kizaru was happy to see that she did have feelings for his friend; no matter how bad the denial.


-Flashback-


Sengoku had enjoyed the relative peace that the deadlock of power had brought: the World Government via the Marines, the Four Emperors: Yonko, and the Shichibukai otherwise known as the Seven Warlords of the Sea. While he was Fleet Admiral and had to very much so publicize the actions of the Marines, he knew better than to underestimate the other two powers in this delicate triangle of power. However, news connecting two adopted pirate brothers and their sister had him curious.

What added to this was that he actually was somewhat acquainted with the young Gol D. Andrea as Garp had at times, brought her with him when doing paperwork due to as he put it: her twin's attitude towards her being very antagonizing. The spunky girl had introduced herself proudly to him the first time they met, which was when she was just a child. Damn I feel old now. She seemed unaware of how much fear having her name did to the men at the base but the pure innocence she radiated stopped the troops from being scared of her. He himself felt fooled that the daughter of that man, Gol D. Roger, could be so sweet that he felt conflicted in regards to how he could treat her if she ever became a pirate. Her behavior and general kindness let him allow Garp to have her at the base and although she heard more disturbing truths about the government and the Marines than most kids, she was respectful and he felt at ease.

Of course that was before the scar that he heard about from Garp.

A burn from a stone: improbable and although Garp did display a lack of intelligence at times, he was so adamantly certain of what he saw. Lightning struck a gravestone she was touching and gave her a burn encompassing her right palm. The results from the lab when he made Garp send him a piece of the grave marker, a fact he had to keep quiet from his grandchildren as they would have been outraged at the disrespect to the dead, had made things even more curious.

The stone that Ace had retrieved from the bottom of the sea to serve as a reminder of Sabo's resting place turned out to be a rather large block of kairoseki otherwise known as Seastone. At first, the Fleet Admiral had dismissed the Vice-Admiral's concerns over the burn until years later, he sent Akainu to investigate the sudden growth spurt of the girl and to check up on if her younger, adopted brother did depart. He could not risk sending Garp as, friends or not, the Vice-Admiral was fiercely loyal and protective of family.

The fact that the Admiral had passed on information about his Devil Fruit powers interacting curiously with the scar. That only confirmed his suspicions and had him more intrigued and although against his better judgment, Sengoku knew what was best for everyone: the girl had to be a Marine. However, his agitation was because of a suggestion given to him but a few hours ago by the Admiral shortly after they had departed Foosha Village: seduce her.

The Fleet Admiral had been vehement that nothing of the sort was to happen and although he did not provide any further information on the matter, he scolded Akainu for voicing such things when a point was brought up. "Is this really the worst we've done? How many things do you overlook for the sake of the Marines? Kuma gradually loosening grip on his humanity because of what he's allowing to be done to him? Why is it that just nudging this girl towards our side disgusts you?"

Sighing, he knew this was something unavoidable now. "She had enough of a tough time with this. You are unaware of this but Kuzan and Garp know what happened as it pertained to them. Needless to say, we decided years ago it was unsafe for people to show their affections to her so forcefully. Thankfully she forgot but the odd thing is Garp said she had always been agitated until she received the burn. It's like she doesn't know. Nonetheless, you aren't to fuck with her mind. If she, for who knows what reason, she expresses a healthy interest, that's out of my hands but just do your duty." He had hung up the Den Den Mushi with annoyance as he glanced at a photograph on the desk.

Him and Garp had stood in the background with Garp grinning in the background like the crazy fool he always has been while himself he had been standing solemnly with his arms crossed. A young brunette, rather short for her age at the time, had crafted a makeshift saddle that she had placed over Sengoku's pet goat and was riding it. Those were innocent times that he wished he could get back. He had to have faith in his Admirals now for the next plan to be put into place: for Gol D. Andrea to become a new agent under the three's direct command.


-Back to the Baratie-


Kizaru slouched in his chair, very much so satisfied with the meal despite the sous chef making lovey-dovey eyes at his charge. A slight frown creased his brow as he saw Andrea rise to go ask the kitchen about a couple of certain dishes she was curious about. When he questioned why, she had alluded to wanting to prepare a certain dish for his friend, he smirked and allowed her to go but was slightly concerned that the blond chef would act on the suggestions he had been making all dinner.


-In the kitchen-


Zeff was all too happy to oblige the young girl asking about a couple of dishes and was even more surprised at the amount of respect given to him by her. Delegating the responsibility of teaching to Sanji, he went to take a dessert to the dining Admiral to placate him.

Sanji whistled while leading Andrea to the back of the kitchen and writing out a quick recipe that he was going to demonstrate. It was rare that he had patrons who were both beautiful women and were interesting in the finer points of culinary preparation. Inviting her to try her hand at prepping the dish, he subtly, or at least in his eyes, placed his arms around her to assist at certain steps.

Andrea however, was much less amused at this situation. Borsalino had playfully flirted with her to pass time but she knew it was just for fun and while she had admitted to enjoying some of Akainu's attention, this chef really just annoyed her. She never realized she had a type that she liked and disliked until Sanji just kept laying it on thick. This specific dish she wanted to obtain and realizing that true talent like what Zeff and Sanji had was rare in such a dangerous world, knew she had to seize the opportunity. Unfortunately, the blond kept mistaking her anticipation for cooking for Akainu, complete with a shy blush, for enthusiasm at working with him.

Upon completing the dish, Sanji walked her back to the dining room and bowed as he brought her back to Kizaru but he had one more surprised up his sleeve. While he did love imparting his knowledge on her, he wanted her to come back for more and what better way than to taste what he had to offer? Leading her to the table was quiet but after wishing them both well, he swooped in and kissed the unsuspecting girl.

Her eyes were wide with shock and she backed up into the table causing the glasses to clatter noisily to the floor. This did not deter Sanji as he persisted despite her flailing arms. Guests were making an assortment of whistling from the men or booing from the women at the scene but the thing he did not anticipate was a flash of light in front of him followed by a foot. "So troublesome. Undoing what was turning out to be a good day." Swiftly kicking the chef into the kitchen through a makeshift door aka the wall of which Garp would be proud of, he picked up Andrea carefully and strode back to the little ship they had come in.

Zeff just shook his head at the scenario and dragged the blond back to his bed to yell at him. This was the type of Marine attention that was not needed.