Hey guys!

Long time!

I'm back! FYI the song in this chapter is the first one piece ending song. If u want to listen to it, look it up on YouTube.

Also, this is not an actual recipe, I made it all up!

I got nothing else for ya.

Enjoy...

I looked at the supplies I was given. Tons of different spices, a container of angel hair spaghetti noodles, and a chest sized fish. The recipe card set out was a boring bland recipe of grilled fish with a side of noodles. It sounded quite gross, and frankly I wasn't going to make it! I had another thing in mind. I walked over to a wall and grabbed an apron off a hook. I tied it on and began pulling my hair back. A couple of people were watching me, but simply brushed it off and moved on.

Once my hair was up I walked to a sink and washed my hands. From there I stole a clean pot and a pan from a station on my way back to my spot. I filled the pot with water and placed it on the stove, turning that spot on the stove to high. I set the pan on the stove and added oil, leaving it to heat up at a low temp. I took the fish and quickly skinned and gutted it. The skin and guts were thrown in an empty bowl.

I began chopping the fish meat into little bite sized cubes, tossing them into the pan as I finished them. I was halfway through when I sliced the side of my hand. I cringed and quickly grabbed a paper towel, which I wrapped around my hand. Once it looked safe I finished the fish, flipping everything over in the pan to get them cooked correctly. Unconsciously I began singing as I went about my business.

"As a kid I never stopped searching for a great treasure." I checked the pot to see that it was boiling. I turned the temp down and added the noodles. I then grabbed some spices and sprinkled them onto the fish as they cooked. I took one out and blew on it before taking a bite. "Ow! Hot, hot!" I squealed, fanning my mouth with my hands. Other then being hot, it tasted pretty good. I took the last of the spices, which was not much, and put them in with the noodles.

"I had a map in my mind that I knew would lead me." I continued to sing. I flipped the fish once more before moving them to the side. I then checked the noodles. The noodles tasted right so I took the pot and poured out the hot water. I turned off the burner and poured all the noodles into the pan with the fish to be fried.

"I had to find my way to that place before someone could beat me."I flipped them a few times, the smells of the two foods merged into a delicious aroma. Once everything looked a perfect brownish color I turned off the burner and moved it off the stove.

"The promised land was in my grasp and I wouldn't let go." I took the pot and placed it in the nearest sink. I then grabbed a couple plates on my way back. I took the food out of the pan and placed it on the five plates I had grabbed. I then grabbed a fork from nearby and tasted the fish and the noodles, good... They were missing something though.

"My only dream, I won't stop chasing it until it comes true." Before I went to find my missing ingredient I took all my dishes and put them into the same sink as the pot. All that was left on the section I had started out with were the five plates.

"But, if the world ever changes I'l- AHHH! OWWWWWWW!" I spun around to go find the missing ingredient to be met with the faces of most of the kitchen. I let out a scream in surprise before stumbling back and placing my hand on the, still hot, burner of the stove. I instantly jumped away bending down into a ball and clutching my hand. I then jumped back up and ran over to the sink, turning on the cold water and sticking my hand under it.

"That was some good singing you did there!" A chef called out. I turned and scratched the back of my head with my not burned hand.

"Please don't ever mention it. EVER." I stated, a smile on my face.

"Here, wrap this around your hand." A chef came forward and handed me a roll of bandages. I took it and bowed before turning off the water.

"Thank you, now if you don't mind getting back to work." I mentioned the task they had been lacking at.

"Right!" They all chorused before going around frantically getting back to work. I took the roll and began wrapping the bandage around my hand. A round pink mark was spreading around the palm of my left hand.

"Now isn't that just great." I muttered. Once the bandage was on I took off into the crowd of chefs, ducking under, through and past them. I got to a station that had a distinct smell of tomatoes. I walked closer and peered over the shoulder of the chef at the tomato scented station. He had a bowl of seasoned tomato sauce getting stirred in front of him. I quickly nabbed the bowl away from the chef and stuck my finger in the sauce, taking my finger out and sticking it in my mouth. Found it!

"Mind if I borrow this? Thanks." Without a reply from the man I went back to my station. I muttered the occasional 'Excuse me.' when I bumped someone. I finally got back to the station to find that the sink was now empty, all the pots and pans had vanished. I didn't pay it much mind at the moment as I took the sauce and drizzled it over the food on the five plates. I smelled them, and took a bite of one. Tasted good, looked good, smelled good. I was done. I grabbed a plate and placed it on my head before grabbing another two in my left and right hand.

"Hey!" I called into the crowd of bustling chefs. "Who dealt with my dishes?" I asked. There was silence before a man chimed in and came forward. "Enjoy this." I handed him the plate. "Don't waste any. Now, I need someone to give these last two plates to the head chef, and the one who has worked the hardest in the last few days." I motioned to the plates on the counter. "Make sure nothing gets wasted." I took the plate off my head and made my way through the crowd to the stairs. "Have a nice day, and back to work." I ordered sweetly before gliding away down the stairs. I looked to find that my table had been taken.

"Takara!" I turned to see Usopp and Nami waving their hands at me from a table not too far away. I walked over and stood by a seat. On the other side of the room stood Sanji, he was being held back by three chefs. Sir, the marine from earlier, sat bloody on the floor. I set both plates down and turned to the situation.

"-assholes like you who think they're such big shots they can push anybody around piss me off!" Sanji yelled at Sir, who did not deserve to be called by his real name, based on what I was hearing. "Your not such a big shot now are ya? Are ya!?" Sanji continued to growl.

"Did you make this?" I turned and looked at Usopp. He pointed at the plates of food I had made. I took one of the plates and slid it to the center of the table.

"Try it, and this plate is for Luffy when he gets here." I motioned to the plate still beside me. I turned my attention back to what was going on with Sanji as I heard Zoro and Nami reach towards it and grab some. I began walking past the customers, who decided to no longer sit, towards Sanji. I was only a few feet away when I heard a creak above me. I stopped and looked up as the ceiling caved in and two people fell down on top of me. I gasped a bit and coughed at the amount of dust. I opened my eyes to find Luffy lying across my stomach on his back and an old man was trying to get up at my feet. Luffy gasped and sat up.

"I can breathe again." He muttered. I rolled my eyes and punched him, hitting his side.

"Good, now why don't you let me try and breathe?" He rubbed at the spot I hit and looked at me.

"Taka! I am so sorry for shooting you at this ship!" He apologized. I held back a chuckle.

"With you that's an occupational hazard." I stated.

"What's-"

"This is all your fault, you brat!" The old man began yelling at Luffy. He had a braided mustache, big nose, giant chef hat, and a peg leg of all things. I had this overlying suspicion that I somehow knew him. Could be an old pirate... Why would an old pirate be managing a sailing restaurant? That can't be it, but it had to be... This was way too confusing.

"Why is it my fault!? You attacked me!" Luffy yelled back. They both stood over me, I was still on the ground covered in ceiling debris.

"Boss! Can you stop messing around and give us a hand!?" a chef pleaded. I looked up to see Sanji still trying to attack the marine. "Sanji's gone crazy again!" I quickly rolled over and jumped up, hitting my head on the 'Boss' and Luffy's heads. We all recoiled in pain, but I quickly recovered and walked over to the marine. I tore off apart of the apron I had on.

"Hey." I commented.

"Why are you helping me, you should be trying to stop that friend of yours?" He growled. I glared up at him as I began padding the torn part of the apron at the blood of the man.

"I will have you know that I don't care that you're a Marine and I'm a Pirate. We're both humans, and you just decided to get on the bad side of someone who cares deeply for something. Now if you wanna die, be my guest. I can see if they will let Sanji go. If you wanna live, keep your mouth shut. Also..." I stopped padding his head and slapped him. "That's for being a total dick about thinking you have total power over everyone." I then stood up, taking the apron off and draping it on a chair beside him. "I have better things to do so you may use this apron to stop the bleeding." I then turned back to the situation. I quickly ducked as a leg, actually it may have been a peg leg, flew at me. It proceeded to hit the marine's face and he was thrown back. Sanji sat on the floor in the opposite direction of the marine.

"I guess my advice didn't work." I snickered, looking back at the marine.

"Who are you?" Boss grumbled at me. I stepped forward and readjusted his chef hat.

"My name's Takara and I'm a friend of Sanji and Luffy." I stepped back and looked into his eyes. "It would be nice to be your friend too, but I guess I gotta earn that. If either Luffy or Sanji has caused this restaurant heavy damage I'm willing to work in the free time I have as a waitress. If that will help you any." I state openly. He was silent for a moment.

"You seem like a nice girl... go man the front doors and escort anyone who comes in, to a table." He ordered. I bowed slightly before taking off to the front door. I stopped by one of the open doors as one of the marines from Sir's ship came stumbling up to it.

"Lieutenant Fullbody! Lieutenant Fullbody!" The man yelled. He stopped and turned to face everyone in the room. He stared straight at Sir. "We've got trouble!" He called. He had blood running out of a wound above his eye. "Sir, he's escaped! Pirate Krieg's henchman attacked us and vanished!" He cried.

"He what!?" Fullbody looked just as bad as his crewman.

"Well sir, we've already lost seven of our men and the only thing we wanted out of him was a lead on finding Krieg." The man continued, he shadowed his eyes with the edge of his marine cap.

"Impossible!" Fullbody exclaimed, I turned my attention to him. Krieg was a strong pirate captain I had heard about. He had apparently gone to the Grand Line a little while ago. Krieg was strong, so no doubt one of his men could easily take down a group of marines. Question is, what did Fullbody do to make sure that didn't happen? "When we picked him up three days ago he was right on the verge of starving to death. And we haven't fed him anything! Where'd he get the strength!?" No food for who knows how long, and he's on the verge of starving to death. I pulled my hair out of it's ponytail and aimed the rubber band at Fullbody's face. I let it slip out of my grip and it flung itself at him. It managed to hit him, directly into his open eye. His head flew back and he reached up to hold his eye. He re-situated his head and looked at me, his mouth gaped open.

"Sorry, I guess my hand just slipped." I commented innocently before stomping over to Nami's table and grabbing the small amount of leftovers from the plate I had set in the center of the table. I then turned and began walking back towards the door. Starving a man is not right. I would find Krieg's henchman and give him these leftovers. It was a good amount left too, so it would be good eating for someone near starving to death.

BOOM

I froze in my tracks and looked up. I was halfway to the door. The original marine was now lying on the ground. A man stood in his place. He slowly walked in and took a seat at one of the many empty tables near the door. All the customers had disappeared as well. He held a gun in his right hand as he sat down on a chair and lifted a leg up onto the table. He was pale in color and had blood streaming down the left side of his face.

"I don't care what it is, just bring me something to eat." He ordered, his voice was gruff and hoarse. "Come on, this is a restaurant." I diverted my course and walked over to the table. The man didn't look all that menacing. A chef with blue shaved hair and an extremely weird mustache stood at the table. I pulled out a chair and moved it beside the henchman's chair. I sat down in it and placed the plate on the table near his leg.

"Where'd you get that food?" The chef ordered a reply from me. I plastered a fake smile and glared up at the man.

"I will let you know that I made it. Even ask your crew of chefs upstairs. I just so happened to offer this plate to my friends." I pointed over to them. "You can go ask them if it's true. Now, these are the leftovers they didn't eat. I don't know about you, but if I was starving to death I would like a kind man or woman to show up and offer food. I don't care if they got it from the trash, or it's covered with too much salt. Even if the person who last ate it was suffering from a painful disease. I would eat the food because dying of food poisoning, from eating to much salt, or from a painful disease is so much better then starving to death." I told the chef. My smile had disappeared and I was now glaring at the chef. He was no longer giving a smile either. We glared into each others eyes at a complete standoff.

"I don't want your food, thank you for the offer." The henchman placed a hand on my knee and I broke out of the standoff. Our eyes met and even though he was a part of the all powerful Krieg pirates, I saw kindness in his eyes. I received his message loud and clear. I took the plate of leftovers and stormed out of the room. Once out of sight I pushed my back against the wall and slid along it to sit on the outer deck.

"Dammit." I grumbled to myself. I heard a smash of a chair. I heard something getting kicked and to end it all off, people seemed to be cheering. The cheering soon ceased and I stood up. I turned back into the room. In silence I walked over to Nami's table, set down the food, and began wandering between tables taking the orders of the customers who had misplaced their food during the situation.

I had only been there a few minutes by the time I found her. She had blonde hair and a pink fancy dress on. She had been the date of the Fullbody marine guy, who had at some point vanished. She was sniffling and grumbling to herself in a corner. I bent down and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

"He left. He didn't even take me with him." She stated, I suspect towards me since I was the only other person there.

"Yeah I know." I comforted. She let out a loud sniffle and buried her head further into her arms. "He was a terrible man. Thought too much about his own pride instead of seeing what he had right in front of him was all he really needed." I told her, even if I didn't really know anything on the subject.

"Yeah, and what would that be?" She asked sarcastically, lifting her head up and looking at me. Her make-up was running down her cheeks to show that she had been crying. Her hair was messed up in the front, and she had snot coming out of her nose a tiny bit.

"You. No man could be how they are if it weren't for woman like us. We have strong hearts, and when someone decides to knock us over and test us, we gotta stand back up and show them that we aren't those frail little creatures that everyone thinks we are." She sniffled and thought about what I said for a moment. In an instant tears were streaming down her face and she threw her arms around my neck and began balling.

"I-I loved h-him so much th-though!" She wailed. I rubbed my hands along her back as she hiccuped and cried.

"There, there. You'll find someone else." I try to comfort through sobs. I had never been all that good at socializing with girls. I mean, when I first met Nami all we did was stare at each other. We didn't talk AT ALL the entire time I was with her until I found Luffy again. Nami is kinda helping me with this, even if she doesn't know it. What do I gotta say about myself? I was raised on a pirate ship filled with guys! Girls were a rare event. When they happened they spent most of their time flirting with my dad and with the rest of the crew... I stayed with some of the nicer of the women those nights.

Anyways! More sobs, a new shirt, a makeover, and a couple of ice cream sundaes later she was hanging out with a crew of single guys that had showed up... Yeah... Never getting that hour and a half back... After that dilemma I moved on to fixing, removing, the broken tables from the eating area and replacing them, and the chairs, with new ones. Cause you know what? There were no new customers and I decided to be nice and make room for any new customers.

Within a hour or so I began hearing the complains and crashing of Luffy's work. They must have hired him for something. It was their doom. At one point Luffy came down and began talking with Nami, Usopp and Zoro. I walked over and stood at their table. They were all snickering like idiots except for Zoro and I.

"What did you guys do?" I asked, hands on my hips. Nami grabbed my arm and pulled me to her. She cupped a hand around my ear.

"Luffy put a booger in Zoro's drink." She whispered.

"You guys are complete idiots." I mumbled.

"Oh! I saw the way you were looking at that chef guy. He hit on you didn't he?" I refrained from answering the question. "He did! Man, Takara. I didn't know you had it in you." She patted my back.

"That's because I don't" I laugh. I look over to see Luffy coughing and hacking on the floor. He was holding his throat and Zoro was standing above him. I began laughing harder at the sight of Luffy trying to choke.

"Takara!" Someone yelled upstairs. I groaned inwardly.

"Gotta go." I waved to everyone as I walked away and up the stairs. I came to a stop at the top and looked out at all the chefs.

"Hey Takara!"

"What's up Takara?"

"Everything okay?"

"Someone bothering you?" The chefs began asking me questions. They had really taken a liking to me.

"No, it's nothing." I replied.

"Zeff wants to meet you upstairs in his room." Patty ordered. I had learned the name of Patty, the man who had beaten up, Gin, the pirate henchman, and Zeff, the Boss.

"Thanks." I commented before stomping my way up to the room.

Short, ish, I know.

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