Not the owner, not making money, not looking for a suit.
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27. overflow
The weather had taken a turn for the colder, especially at night when they didn't have the sun to warm them against the chilly ocean breeze. They sat as close to the fire and, to Sanji's overflowing delight, to each other as they could to keep warm. He couldn't imagine a more romantic setting, especially given the huge full moon hanging in the sky, causing the whole world to glow softly.
"March 2," he announced, when his head had cleared enough for him to think of something to say (it was really, really difficult).
"What?"
"My birthday," he said, realizing she hadn't been having the same conversation he had been having with himself mentally. "It's March 2. I'm 19."
"Ah." A beat. "Bellemère, Nojiko, and I always celebrated mine on July 3. I'm 18."
Sanji sensed there was a story behind that, but his head was rapidly becoming too clouded with Mellorine! Mellorine! Mellorine! for him to think to ask on it.
Nami shivered and pulled his coat more tightly around her shoulders--he was never, ever, ever, ever, absolutely ever washing that again, even if it started to smell like Marimo--and leaned against him.
Every single muscle in his body seized up. There wasn't even a natural disaster this time! She was touching him of her own free will! This was the moment his life had been leading up to! If ever there was a time to lean in for a kiss, this was it!
He tried to control himself. He studied her face in the flickering light. Did he detect the hint of a blush? Could she be thinking the same thing he was? This was it! This was it! Without further ado, he leaned--
"Ah!" Nami sat up abruptly, pointing at something in the distance, his jacket falling off her shoulders. She leaped to her feet, causing Sanji to jerk back to avoid being hit, and ran down to the water's edge, waving her arms and Luffy's hat in the air.
Sanji stared at the place where she had been wistfully. Surely his whole life hadn't been leading up to this.
"Over here! Over here!" she shrieked.
He looked to discover that the source of the interruption was--a ship! And not just any ship! It was the Going Merry Go!
Forgetting everything else, he grabbed his jacket and went to join her, jumping and waving and shouting frantically. "Luffy! Zoro!" Nami shouted at the top of her voice. "Usopp!"
"Chopper!" Sanji joined in. "Dear, dear, dear Robin!"
The Going Merry missed the island three times before it finally reached them, just as the sun was coming up.