I was so happy that people actually liked my story and was able to review. When I saw them, I actually squeaked for joy (along with my sisters) and started to draft the other chapters. They are gonna come, the chapters, and hopefully you'll like them and review :). I'm gonna shut up now, or I might actually write a letter.

Disclaimer: Same as before.

Chapter 2- She meets him.

You first see him when your little brother brings him over one afternoon after school. The door closes as you land on the last step on the stairs. You think it's no big deal cause your little brother does it a lot, brings friends over, that is. How couldn't he, you think, when he's like a radiant super-charged ball? Always drawing people near him...plus he's adorable to boot. You smile at him.

"A school project," he says and shrugs when you ask him what that big box in his arms is for. You offer to help but he replies with a sure, "Thanks, Nee-chan, but Marco already offered. Well, actually, he was assigned. Oh, right, Marco, this is Anne, she's my older sister"

That's when you tilt your head to actually look at 'Marco', standing to the right of Luffy. You fold your arms and contemplate him. He's tall, you think, a lot taller than your brother, so in turn, taller than you. His age, 16, 17? You're not sure. With blond curtained hair and a good physique, you decide he's quite a looker. You study him closely, and after a while you realize he's been staring. At you. Actually, you ponder, hasn't stopped staring at you since he came in through your front door. You're allowed to stare, but he's not. You're about to say so but then stop. Something's off.

Guys stare at you. You're used to it. You workout so you're toned. Ebony dark tresses that fall past your shoulders that compliment your pretty gray eyes. All the right junk in all the right places, you know. Some of the braver guys tell you so,when in the throngs of stupidity and peer influence and they like to 'joke around'.(Of course, they promptly stop after a few broken noses are left in your wake, especially when the wolf whistles begin). They all take a look at you and they think and wish the same thing.

But this guy's stare is different. He doesn't stare with hidden desires and worldly thoughts. Doesn't stare like all he wants to do is take of all clothes on your body and do whatever he wants. It's unusual. And you're a little miffed. You're not used to it. So you just stare back.

Then he extends an arm, intending on a handshake. You stare at it briefly, lost in your own world, before grasping it and giving a good shake (maybe you put a little too much power into it to intimidate him a little), but all he does is smile back. Doesn't even flinch. You let go and resume staring. Is your hand tingling?

Your brother seems to detect early signs of awkwardness and nudges his left arm.

"Sempai, we should go to my room,"

"Sure", he replies. And spares Luffy a glance, so do you. But then your eyes dart back to each others again. And you hear him suck in the tiniest of breaths before saying respectfully, "Nice to meet you, Anne-san".

All you can do as Luffy starts to herd him away is to nod back, somewhat dumbfoundedly.

After a while you shake yourself out of your reverie and your stomach's growl reminds you why you came downstairs in the first place.

You proceed to the kitchen to make a sandwich.

Or maybe three.

A/N: Thanks for reading! :)...What do you think?