Sanji wiped his eyes as he looked up at Zoro. He lightly kissed his lips, returning to his hunched position after pulling away.
"Our scars are deep," Sanji whispered. "That's why we can't ever move past them."
Zoro sighed, Sanji was right.
Luffy kissed Nami's neck as he sneaked up behind her. She closed her eyes and reached up to stroke the boy's hair.
"Arigato," he whispered against her collar bone.
She turned around to face her boyfriend before pulling him into a kiss. The raven haired boy pulled away grinning.
"I love you, Nami."
"I'll go make some tea," Zoro said standing up and promptly leaving the room.
"Here," Zoro said passing Sanji the mug as he sat back down.
Sanji blew across the surface of the mug before putting the rim to his lips.
"I'm no cook but..." he began.
"Shut up marimo," Sanji interrupted having taken a sip.
He smiled, "It's fine."
Once again he put the mug to his lips and took another sip.
Nami's eyes flashed open as she looked up at her boyfriend.
"Luffy.." she began but he raised his finger to silence her.
"I know you don't feel the same way so don't say it just to make me happy."
Nami glanced away as Luffy took her hands in his.
"You're not there yet but I hope one day you'll be able to say it," he kissed her cheek before letting go of her hands and walking off.
Nami touched the spot on her cheek where Luffy had kissed her.
"I hope so too... Luffy."
Sanji passed his empty mug to Zoro for him to place it on the bed side table.
"Arigato," Sanji mumbled.
Zoro stood up after glancing at his watch.
"Come on," he said. "It's time for lessons."
Walking back into the common room they saw everyone sat at the table except for Nami.
"Where's Nami?" Sanji asked as he jumped onto a counter.
"Dunno," Usopp said glancing around. "Robin?!"
"I'll go check the bathroom," she said standing up.
Luffy hung his head. This was his fault, well, partly. It wasn't his fault that Nami didn't love him, but it wasn't her fault either. Luffy sighed, resting his head on the table.
"Nami?!" Robin knocked on the door opening it regardless.
She shut it behind her and walked over to Nami who was sat beside the sink, her head bowed.
"Nami?!" She said rubbing her friend's arm.
Nami glanced up at Robin her eyes misty.
"Nami," she whispered as her friend turned her head once again.
"I wish I loved him," she mumbled a tear trickling down her cheek.