Vigaro returned the hug after which the boy let go of him and ran off.
"Nice to meet you, Sanji!" he yelled as he disappeared into one of the rooms.
"So he's your little brother!?" Sanji inquired.
Vigaro pushed his long hair over his shoulder so it came to rest half way down his back.
"No one's supposed to know," he sighed.
"How come?" Vigaro hesitated, his eyes shifted between Sanji and the wooden floorboards. "And trust me I know about complicated relationships, family and otherwise."
"We don't live together. He was adopted when he was five by some rich couple. He's not even meant to know that we're brothers."
"Why'd he get adopted, I know you still live at home?" Sanji asked.
"Our father, he wasn't much good with kids. Still isn't. So when I got the chance I put Jiro into the care system. Our father didn't even notice he was gone, he still doesn't. Anyway, enough with my sop story. Why'd you want to talk about Jiro?" Vigaro said.
"Never mind," Sanji mumbled standing up.
"Guess I'll see you around?" Vigaro asked.
"Guess," Sanji answered, lifting his hand to wave behind him.
Sanji came back to a pleasant smell spilling out of the common room.
"The chicken's done and I began slicing it," Chopper said turning the plate he was cutting off around.
"Can I leave it to you then?" Sanji asked loitering by the kitchen doorway.
"Sure, I managed to whip you up a few anti-depressant pills. You know just before I get the chance to enhance the formula with Kaya," He said continuing to cut the chicken.
Sanji walked back to the girls' dormitory that he was currently staying in. On the bed side table there was a bottle of pills labelled Sanji and next to it was a glass of water. He put one of the pills in his mouth and washed it down with the water before laying down on the bed.
"Impel Down," the driver shouted.
Zoro thanked him before getting off the bus. The building towered in front of him, guards were stationed either side of the large door.
"I'm here to see someone," Zoro said as one of them stopped him.
The guard backed away and Zoro walked through the door. He went up to the desk where there sat a young blonde woman. The woman looked up at him before putting down the paperwork she had been signing.
"Can I help you?" she asked.
"I'm here to see Portgus. ," Zoro answered.
"And you are?" she reached across the desk to pick up a visitor's badge.
"Roronoa Zoro."
The woman scribbled something down on the badge before handing it to him.
"Just show it to that guard there," she pointed towards the stairway. "He'll show you to Ace."
"Arigato," Zoro said but the woman just waved him off in the direction of the guard.
The rusty key turned in the lock and the door squeaked on its worn out hinges. Ace had his back turned to the door, facing the wall.
"More medication?" he asked.