Lambo, having been practically isolated most of his life, doesn't like being alone. He is able to deal with it, to a degree, but it still terrifies him. No matter how well he can deal with it or not. Not to mention, because of the of the multitude of criticism and scolding's he has received, most he didn't even deserve, his anxiety has increased while his self-esteem has plummeted.

Yeah, he's a little messed up, but who wouldn't be when people expect you to be nothing and walk all over you?

So, excuse Lambo if he finds it hard to believe someone to be easily angered over something like food. To be so passionate over one thing that others take for granted in the grand scheme of life.

It, for some reason, made Lambo feel lighter. It made him hope, and truly believe, that if Sanji is this passionate about food, others could care for him just the same. It brought more hope into Lambo's already brightening future.

"Oh no! Our customer!", came a shout.

And then the moment was ruined by a weird looking beef-nut.

"Damn it, not again Sanji!", the beef-nut shouts as he strides forward, "What do you think you're doing to our customer!"

Wait, this has happened before?

"Can't you see that's a Marine Lieutenant!?"

Lambo's pretty sure the guy knows; he just doesn't care.

Sanji turns to the beef-nut with a sneer, "You're a terrible cook, what makes you think you can tell me what to do?"

"A crappy cook like you is calling me bad?", the beef-nut snarled as he marched right in front of Sanji, who is still holding up Fullbody by his neck, "Restaurants can't exist without their customers! They're our life blood, and we don't want to keep hurting them like you seem to be doing!"

"But he deserved it.", snarled Sanji, "He didn't treat the food or me with respect. And he insulted all the cooks!"

With a hard glare, Sanji let Fullbody go, his limp form falling onto his butt, hunched over as he coughed.

"So I simply taught him a lesson."

Lambo watched on with his crewmates in a tense silence before Fullbody's raspy voice cut through it.

"You're going to regret this. All of you.", Fullbody swore, his body trembling in rage and humiliation, "No restaurant should treat its customers like this. I'll shut you down. Do you understand me!? I'll shut you down! This entire place! This restaurant is finished! You hear me!?"

Lambo watched as with each word that left the Marine's mouth, Sanji's face twisted more and more in anger.

"Hey, maybe I should just finish you off right now.", Sanji replied darkly.

Fullbody's head snapped up as he stared up at Sanji with pure fear and bafflement on his face.

Yeah, he didn't think that through, did he?

Sanji strode forward before being held back by three chefs that ran from the stairs.

"Sou Chef Sanji, don't!", one screamed.

They were all trying to desperately hold back the pissed off Sou Chef as he shouted angered insult after insult at the cowering man that sat before him.

Lambo liked him.

But he also made a mental note to eat every last bite of his meal and not to anger said chef.

"Not such a big shot now, are yah? Are yah!?", shouts Sanji at the fearful Marine, who was sweating and shaking like crazy, tears clear in his eyes.

Suddenly two people crashed through the ceiling. One of them wore a red vest and straw hat.

"Found the Captain.", whispers Lambo, "He somehow became a part of the trouble after all."

Ussop and Zoro snickered at the younger boy's comment, the later ruffling the disgruntled boy's hair as he did so.

"Didn't I tell you he would.", Zoro gloated while Lambo glared half-heartedly at the swordsman and tried to fix his already messy messed up hair.

"Boss are you okay? You didn't hurt yourself, did you?", a chef asked an angry man with a long-braided mustache and a tall chef's hat.

"Phew, I can breathe again.", sighed Luffy.

"Damn it, my ceiling!", shouts, who can only be, the Head Chef, "That's another thing on your payment."

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT YOU BRAT!", the Head Chef shouts at Luffy.

"HOW IS IT MY FAULT!?", exclaims Luffy, "YOU ATTACKED ME!"

"Boss!", shouts one of the chefs still holding back a struggling Sanji, "Can you stop messing around and give us a hand!?"

Sanji really wants to tear into Fullbody apparently. Good for him, the guy needed to be knocked down a couple of pegs.

"Sanji's gone crazy again!"

Again!?

"Hey, Sanji!", calls out the Head Chef, now sounding a lot calmer than when he was talking to Luffy earlier, "Don't tell me you went on another rampage in here you idiot!"

"Put a cork in it old man!", Sanji shouts back, although his voice also lost its venom, plus he's stopped struggling, allowing the chefs to release him.

"Oh? Now you're ordering me around!", exclaims the Head Chef, "Just who do you think your talking to!?"

Why does Lambo feel like he is witnessing a parent scolding their kid? This is different than Lambo's complicated relationship with his Famiglia. They seem to look like they don't get along, but something told Lambo that this was just how they showed affection for one another.

Honestly it reminded him of a certain carnivore.

"You want to sink my restaurant to the bottom of the sea!?"

Before Sanji could retort he got a swift kick to the face by a peg leg.

"You Punk!"

Definitely a parent scolding their child.

Fullbody smirked, happy to see Sanji get hurt, but the Head Chef heard the man's chuckles.

"You too!"

The Marine's face dropped in fear

"Get your ass out of my restaurant!", shouts the Head Chef.

And Fullbody got a harsh kick to the jaw, one with a lot more force than the one Sanji received earlier.

"Questo é il miglior posto in cui sia mai stato anch'io.", Lambo says breathlessly, a wide smile on his face. (This is the best place I've ever been too.)

"English.", Zoro said, unbothered by this point.

"This place is so cool.", Lambo said in awe, "It's like a pirate ship, but a restaurant."

"How can you deny our moto that the customer is King!?", shouts the beef-nut.

"The only King I see are the ones that stomach the slope you call food.", Sanji retorted.

"That's it, if you two want to fight, keep it in the kitchen, you hear me!", orders the Head Chef.

"Lieutenant!", came a shout, the straw hat crew, shuffled inside the restaurant more to avoid attention, but continue to watch the event unfold, "Lieutenant Fullbody! We... We've got trouble!"

What's going on now?

"Sir! He's escaped!", shouts the marine frantically, "The Pirate Creed's pirate attacked us than vanished!"

Who the hell is Pirate Creed? Lambo doesn't think he's heard of him before. Doesn't help that Tsuna insistently kept him out of the loop and in the dark about things like this. Lambo's getting a little irritated at his lack of knowledge within the East Blue.

"What!?", shouts Fullbody.

"Well sir, we already lost seven of our men and the only thing we wanted out of him was a way in finding Creed!", the Marine's body trembled.

"Impossible! When we picked him up three days ago, he was already on the verge of starving to death!", Fullbody cries out in disbelief, "We haven't fed him anything! Where did he get the strength!?"

It's called will. Think about that next time you practically allow a man to starve to death. Although, on the other hand, he sounds like a bad guy.

The customers were all frozen in fear and/or shock at the name of Creed Pirates.

If Lambo ever returns back to Vongola, highly unlikely, he is going to make sure that Tsuna keeps him in the freaking loop.

"Creed Pirates!"

"They're said to be the fiercest pirates of the East Blue!", someone quietly exclaimed fearfully.

"I'm sorry Lieutenant-!"

Suddenly a loud gunshot echoed throughout the restaurant, and the Marine fell to the ground, dead.

Lambo stared in shock at the body. It was so quick.

This wasn't the first time Lambo has seen a corpse before, being in a criminal organization does that, no matter the circumstances. It just surprised him at how fast it happened.

The customers immediately ran to safety and away from the feared pirate from this Creed guy's crew member. Nami and Ussop had to pull Zoro and Lambo back with the rest of the customers, but they still watched,

"It would seem we have a new customer sir.", the beef-nut said, looking at the pirate disgustedly.

"Make sure this menace doesn't cause any more trouble on my ship.", the Head Chef ordered.

The pirate in question didn't look too good, blood running from his forehead from underneath the bandana he wore and down the side of his face. With a grunt, he sat at an empty table.

"I don't care what it is, just bring me something to eat.", the pirate ordered, "Come on, this is a restaurant."

"Hello and welcome you damned crook!", the beef-nut greeted the pirate with the widest and most fake assed smile Lambo has ever seen.

He wouldn't be all that surprised if it ended up giving him nightmares in the future, that's how bad it was.

"I'm going to say this one last time, bring me something to eat and make it quick.", the pirate said threatenly.

"That cook is going to get us killed.", whispered Fullbody.

"Right, of course, right away!", exclaimed beef-nut enthusiastically, "But might I be so bold as to inquire how you're going to pay for your meal?"

The pirate glared at him and held the gun to the beef-nut's head.

"Will a bullet be enough?"

Immediately his smile dropped and a scowl was on his face, "So you don't have any money then."

With that, the beef-nut slammed both fists to the chair the pirate sat in, completely shattering it.

"That idiot Patty broke another chair.", growled the Head Chef nonchalantly.

Good to finally have a face to a name.

Lambo's gaze scanned the room noting all the gaping and excited faces on both chief's and customers alike.

"Sorry filthy pirate.", apologized Patty, although he didn't look it, "But our policy is to only serve paying customers."

Cheers echoed throughout the room, Lambo couldn't help but feel uncomfortable and rubbed his arm awkwardly. Sure, the guy just killed someone, but this didn't really feel right.

Don't these people remember how Fullbody said this guy been starved for days?

"Aw, I can hear your stomach grumbling from here pirate.", taunted Patty.

Lambo really didn't like this, his fingers couldn't help but trace the scars on his wrists, hidden by his leather bracelets and his suit jacket's sleeves.

"That was a fart jerk.", the pirate hissed, his voice raspy from pain and weakness, "Now listen, get me... something to eat... now."

"WE'RE NOT GIVING YOU ANYTHING SO BEAT IT!", Patty shouts back.

And proceeded to beat up the poor soul.

Lambo honestly wanted to interfere in the one-sided fight, maybe even give Patty some money for the guy's food, but Nami's firm hand on his shoulder prevented him from doing so.

His stomach twisted from the cheers, remembering some bad days in school during breaks. Lambo felt sick, and was no longer hungry.

That's when he noticed Sanji walking up the stairs.

"And now you damned crooks!", Patty held up his apron like a skirt and gave a mocking curtesy over the pirate's prone form, "If you need anything, just ask."

With the cooks and customer cheering loudly for his 'victory', Patty lifted up the pirate's unmoving body and left to go throw him out.

"He didn't even have a fighting chance.", mumbled Lambo.

"Well, it's none of our business now.", said Ussop, "Let's go find some place to sit, I'm starving."

Lambo wanted to go out and check on the pirate, but something told him that he would be okay.

But he's not sure if he can eat after all that, but he knows he should. Lambo skipped breakfast that morning, it wouldn't be healthy to skip lunch too.

...

It was a little while before everything settled down, cleaned up from the three different fights earlier, and the group were set up at their table, ordered their food, and were delivered it.

Lambo wished they had Mac n' Cheese or grilled cheese with tomato soup. Those were the dishes that Ms. Motina would sometimes make whenever he stayed over for dinner.

They were always so delicious, Vongola didn't care for such simple dishes, and it's a little hard to make such things, and have them turn out good, when your no chef out at Sea.

"Chore Boy!", calls out Nami, causing Lambo's head to snap up and see Luffy walking down the spiral stairs in the center of the restaurant.

"What are you doing!?", exclaims Luffy as he leans over the railing.

"We heard you had to work for a whole year.", chuckles Ussop.

They did? Yare yare, Lambo must have spaced out longer than he thought.

"Is it okay if we draw a new flag for our ship.", teased Zoro.

"Does that make Ussop our captain for a year until you're done?", asks Lambo with a sly smile.

"At your service!", Ussop declares with a wide mischievous smile.

None of that bothered their captain. Nope.

"You're eating all this delicious food without me!? What kind of crew are you!?", shouts Luffy offended, "How Could You Do This To Me!?"

Yep, it was the food. Honestly Lambo shouldn't really be surprised. He has an oddball of a captain and, to be honest, he wouldn't have it any other way. The guy helped him with his confidence, still is.

Doesn't mean Lambo doesn't like to mess with him.

"Hold on, I think that's our business, isn't that right?", Zoro says with a chuckled and wide smile.

In anger Luffy picked a booger from his nose and flicked it into Zoro's drink. Lambo starred wide-eyed unsure whether to warn Zoro or wait and watch his reaction. Ussop looked like he was hardly holding in his laughter.

"This is going to be so good.", Ussop managed to say as he and Nami shared muffled laughter together.

Lambo just stared neutrally at the contaminated glass.

"You know I have to say the food here is quite delicious.", Zoro said as he reached for his glass, "Good stuff. Yes, it is."

Nami looked like she was barely keeping it together.

"I feel bad for you but..."

The glass was just to his lips when he suddenly grabbed Luffy and shoved the glass and it's disgusting water in his mouth and down his throat.

"... YOU SHOULD BE DRINKING THIS YOURSELF!"

Ussop and Nami burst out laughing and Lambo couldn't help but join them, clutching his stomach from how hard he was laughing at Luffy, who was busy coughing on the awful water he was forced to drink.

Zoro stood over Luffy, scolding their captain while he rolled on the ground, tongue sticking out of his mouth and complaining like the little kid he was.

It only made Lambo laugh even harder, his stomach was killing him. He hasn't laughed like this in ages, it felt good.

"Oh ocean, thank you for the treasure you have shared from your depths~!"

Still clutching his stomach, it ached now from all that laughing, Lambo looked up to see the Sou Chef, Sanji, kneeling down in front of Nami holding a beautiful fat rose to her who just stared at him in surprise.

"Ah yes, my love!", he exclaims before burying his face in his free hand as he spoke, "I can't bear the hardship of loving you from afar it is just too difficult. Now I'm prepared to sail to the end of the seas as a pirate if it means seeing someone of your rare beauty will be by my side~!"

Sanji removed his hand to reveal his face blushing red and his eye has turned into a literal pink heart as he stares up at Nami.

Lambo has no idea how to handle this... display, and it's not even directed towards him. The most thing he's seen romantically is Tsuna's relationship with his wife. And that is something entirely different. Even Mukuro and Chrome's relationship, whatever that is, is nothing like this. So, what the hell did he just witness?

"To be together sailing the seas! But how tragic a great obstacle blocks our way!", Sanji exclaims as he stands up throwing his arms about wildly.

"And that 'great obstacle' would be me?", calls out the Head Chef, standing behind Sanji with some sort of look in his eyes, arms crossed, "Sanji..."

Sanji groans, "Ugh, stupid geezer."

"This is an opportunity you don't want to pass up.", the Head Chef states, tone serious and genuine, "You should join them and become a pirate."

With growl Sanji turns to the older chef angrily.

"I have no need to keep you here in my restaurant."

Sanji seemed to be hurt by that statement, but it was covered up by the anger. The only reason Lambo could see these flitting emotions, was because he's done the same thing, multiple times, before.