N/A: Thanks for all the encouragement and assurance. Anyway since I've been getting so many requests I'll try to cut down on the ZoroXSanji stories as much as I can. (It's just that it's so much easier to think up concepts when it comes to those two.)

Like a Cigarette

He held the long slender stick between his hands. He twirled it between his fingers and felt the smooth paper. He held the cigarette inches from his face so that he could examine it better. The strong aroma of tobacco filled his nostrils. What exactly were so special about these slim sticks filled with poisonous toxins?

He looked around to see that no one was watching. Then carefully he placed the cigarette between his lips and lit the tip with a lighter. He took a deep breath and inhaled the smoke. The smoke filled his lungs and he sputtered out the black smoke. He dropped the burning cigarette on the floor. One hand was on his throat and the other on the wall supporting his own weight. He was coughing fitfully. Suddenly a shadow appeared behind him.

"Luffy? What to do you think you're doing?" Sanji's eye darted from the cigarette to his coughing captain. "Were you smoking?"

Luffy managed to talk between coughs. "I just…wanted…to see…what was…so special…about them."

"Luffy, I really don't think that you should take up smoking as a hobby." Sanji replied flatly as he picked the cigarette off of the floor.

Luffy's coughs finally seemed to have subsided as he stared wide-eyed at the blond cook. "But you smoke. I just wanted to know what it was like."

The blond cook avoided the rubber boy's stare and stared at the floor. "Well…yeah I smoke but really it isn't a good hobby and it's pretty bad for your health"

A composed Luffy walked over to where Sanji was. "If it is then couldn't you stop? Give up smoking."

The looked up and smiled softly. It was cute how Luffy was concerned about him. "It's too late for me. I'm addicted to nicotine and the other deadly toxins. I can't stop anymore even if I wanted to. My body needs them and probably wouldn't be able to function without them. Luffy you have to understand that there are just some things in this world that once you taste it you can't let go because you keep looking for that same taste."

The rubber boy didn't really understand but nevertheless he nodded and smiled. "I really don't know how you can stand them, Sanji. They taste really bad."

They pair stood in silence contemplating cigarettes and addictions. Then the smile on Sanji's face widened as a thought crossed his mind. "You know Luffy, your like a cigarette." Sanji exclaimed breaking the silence

Luffy quickly pouted at the statement and looked puppy-eyed at Sanji. "What are you saying? Are you saying I taste bad?"

Sanji put his hand on Luffy's shoulder to calm him. "That's not what I mean. What I mean is that, like cigarettes, I can't live without you."