((A/N: I'm sorry again. bows Sorry!))
Sora sat outside as the sun set, she smiled as Sanji sat next to her. "What are you up to?" He asked as he looked at her.
"Just watching the sunset." She said smiling at the sun.
"What do you see?" Sanji asked, leaning over the railing.
"Well, nothing… I can feel the sun on my skin though, and it feels great." Sora said as she smiled at the sun. "Night sun! See you in the morning!" She called after it had sunk into the ocean.
Sanji laughed out loud, "You're cute!" He said as Sora stopped waving at the pink sky. "So… was, uh, Seku your boyfriend?" He asked once he had finished laughing.
The smile that was on Sora's face disappeared as she looked down at the ocean, "…more like my best friend…"
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked." Sanji said noticing her lip tremble, as she bit it.
Sora sniffled as she placed her head in her hands. 'Aw crap. Now I've done it…' Sanji thought as he watched her start to cry. "I'm sorry, d-don't cry! I'll make you something to eat! Or, uh…" Sanji looked around frantically.
Sora turned and cried into his shirt, "He was my best friend! He promised that he'd stay with me, and never leave me alone!" She trembled as she grabbed onto Sanji's shirt with her hands.
Sanji looked down at her, and threw his cig into the ocean. "You're part of our crew now Sora. We won't abandon you. I swear."
Sora continued to cry into his shirt, and Sanji patted her back. She was really pretty when she cried. After a few minutes, Sora got her crying under control and they stood there in silence. "Thanks Sanji…" She said as she backed away from him and wiped her cheeks with her black sleeved shirt. She turned around and a smile played on her lips, "Hey Sanji."
Sanji looked up at her, and jumped back. Sora's kick missed his face by an inch. "What the heck was that for!" He screamed as he looked at her.
Sora laughed, "You said you wanted to learn some moves, I'll teach them to you now." Taking off her black sandals, she placed them beside the mast, and went into a fighting pose. "Okay. Come at me."
Sanji stood there for a second, trying to understand her. "But-"
Sora stood up straight, "Fine, forget it…" She turned around, and ducked just as Sanji kicked at her head. "That's better!" Getting up, she faced him and stood in her pose again. Sanji's foot flew at her, but she ducked again and kicked him in the back of his other leg, knocking him down.
Zoro walked out of the cabin, and saw Sanji attacking Sora. "What the hell are you doing Sanji!"
Sanji stopped and turned to look at Zoro, and received a kick to the face. "Don't break your concentration on a simple conversation." Sora told him, "We're just practicing!" She called up at Zoro.
Sanji stood up, and rubbed his cheek. "I have to go make dinner." He said leaving Sora standing there.
Sora sighed as she walked back to the mast and picked up her sandals. She was about to put them on when Zoro called out to her, "Hey! Don't just put those on yet. I want to practice too." Taking off his shoes and shirt, he grabbed his swords and rushed out to her. He put on his bandana and stood in front of her.
Sora smirked, at him as she heard him unsheathe his swords. "So, we're going to play hard are we? All right. Go ahead."
Zoro stood there staring at her, "Aren't you going to get out a weapon?"
Sora stood in a fighting pose. "I'll get one out if I really need it. How many swords do you have? Three?" Changing her body position, she cracked her back and nodded. "Okay. Go ahead."
Zoro stared at her for a second before realizing that she was actually serious. Rushing towards her, he slashed at her with his two swords. She ducked under them and rolled between his legs, only to stand up behind him. She put her back to him and smiled a sly smile. Grabbing his bandanna, she stepped away from him and tied it around her head.
"You're going to have to do better then that." Sora smiled as he turned around and attacked her again. Jumping above the swords, she grabbed his shoulders and flipped over his head, landing silently behind him. "Do you want to go into defense for a while?" She asked as he turned around.
"Yeah, let me see what you've got." Zoro said with his sword in his mouth. Sora unsheathed two daggers.
"All right." Turning around, she faced him. Zoro went into defensive position, and Sora stared at him for a second.
"Time out." Zoro said as he took the sword out of his mouth. Sora let her arms fall limp as she tilted her head to the side. "How can you… see me?"
Sora put away her daggers with a smile. "I don't, and yet at the same time I do. I was trained to see by spirits. I can see you, standing there, about to sheathe your swords."
Zoro froze in the process of sheathing his swords, "What?"
Sora walked up towards him, put away her daggers, and took one of his swords, "I can also tell where you are by your steps, and by the sound of the wind hitting you." Twirling the sword as she took a few steps, she explained to him the way he stepped was too heavy. "If you stepped lighter, not only would you be faster, you'd be harder to find." She stopped playing with the sword and stood there looking at it. "It's sorta creepy at times… I can tell when someone's mad, or sad, or tired, just by the color of their spirit. It really creeps me out when I don't know what their faces look like, then their sorta faceless bodies." She shivered as a cold wind blew upon the ship.
Zoro walked up to her and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. He found it sort of cute that she had two long wings in front and as it got towards the back, it was shorter.
Sora continued, "I wear a blindfold sometimes when I go out into a crowded area, it mutes down the spirits… I wear it in big fights too, that way I can concentrate."
Sora handed Zoro his sword back, and walked up to the mast. Turning around, she quickly unsheathed her dagger and went to slice Zoro in the chest, Zoro quickly unsheathed his other two swords and easily blocked her attack. Sora brought out her other dagger and began quickly slicing at Zoro, who fought back with as much speed.
Sora and Zoro rushed around the deck, slicing and blocking each other for quite a while. "What is everything else? Like objects without spirits?" Zoro asked as he forced Sora back with a few slashes.
Sora blocked some and jumped behind him, "If someone has touched them before me, I can see them. Doesn't matter how long ago they touched it before me, their… markings are on it."
Zoro and Sora stopped fighting. Sora's sleeve on her shirt fell off, and a cut appeared on Zoro's face.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!" Sora said as she sheathed her daggers and ripped a piece of cloth from her sleeve that was on the ground. She quickly rushed up to him and placed the cloth on his cheek. "I didn't mean to cut you…oh… I hope I don't leave a scar."
Zoro chuckled as he sheathed his swords, "It's not deep enough to leave a scar."
Sora grabbed his hand and led him to the side of the boat, she let some of the saltwater spray on the cloth and then she placed it onto his cheek with another sorry. "I don't want to get it infected. I'm sorry…" She whined as she leaned across him and wiped the blood off his cheek. She bit her lip as he winced.
Zoro stared at her gently wiping his face, his heart was beating hard in his chest. He wasn't sure if it was from practicing on the deck, or from her being so close to him. There was something about her that made Zoro act…differently.
Sora finished wiping the blood from his cheek and stopped, she blushed, handed him the cloth, and backed away from him quickly. "I suppose you could do that by yourself… you don't really need my help."
Zoro blushed, and quickly replied, "No, I don't mind. Really."
Sora looked up at him, and smiled. "You got better… I noticed you took my advice and tried to step lighter." Walking over, she placed the cloth on his cheek again, and took his hand. "You have to apply pressure or it won't stop bleeding." She placed his big hand on his cheek, and backed away from him again. "Are you hungry?" She asked, staring out at the pitch-black ocean.
Zoro slowly nodded, and watched her walk across the ship and put on her sandals. She grabbed his t-shirt and handed it to him. Sora applied pressure to Zoro's cut, while he quickly put on his shirt. When he placed his hand on hers, Sora blushed and slipped out of his grasp. After a few minutes of silence, Sora spoke up, "Lets go see if Sanji's done with dinner." Grabbing his other hand that was hanging down by his side, she led him into the cabin.