A/N: Got this idea after the most recent chapter, enjoy.
Like Mother
To this day Sanji still remembers the first time he served Nami a personal dish. It was beautiful out and the weather was warm as Nami sat on the patio of the Going Merry staring out into the sunset like an angel in heaven.
After serving her, he stood quietly for a bit as she took her first couple of bites waiting on the verdict of the cuisine he poured his heart into. After awhile her eyes lit up and she looked at him, her gaze seemed to be piercing through his very soul as a large grin crossed her lips.
"Mmm...taste great!" she exclaimed. And Sanji couldn't believe his eyes. It was the same smile his mother used to make.
