The past is the past

Summary: The past is the past, right? When Sanji's past catches up with him, he'll have to choose between living as a prince or his crew mates.

Disclaimer: Don't own One piece. I own the Wanbano group, Sanji's parents, Kara, and Saku.


Chapter 5: Why?

Nami had Kara on her back as she ran with Sanji's parents and Usopp back to the palace. "Sanji is wounded, isn't he?" Kara said worriedly.

Nami nodded gravely. "Wounds aren't anything new to him. You should've seen him at Arlong park."

Kara started crying. "I don't want Sanji to die! He's my only friend!"

"Not true," Nami replied. "I'm your friend. And so is Saku, Luffy, and Usopp. Even Zolo." Kara smiled. When they reached the palace, two guards were guarding the door.

"Your Majesty, Queen, where is Prince Sanji?" One of the guards asked, stepping aside to let them pass.

Randy looked grim. "Going to fight the Wabano group," Nami set Kara on the couch beside her in the living room. Dasiy was sitting on Randy's lap. Usopp was sitting on the floor.

"Sanji was such a happy child...I'm so proud of him!" Dasiy sobbed.

Randy rubbed her back. "Twelve years ago, those men, known as the Wanbano, attacked the village. Sanji was eight. As far as I can tell, he doesn't remember, but the man in the white tuxedo kidnapped him and beat him. After we found him, we put him in a lifeboat and didn't see him until Baratie."

"Poor Sanji," Nami said. Usopp agreed.


Saku tripped and landed face-first into a mud puddle. "YAHOO!" Saku laughed. "That was AWESOME!"

Sanji extended his hand and bent down. "Get up, you goofball."

"Yes, oh ruler! Let us engage in battle!" Saku bowed in the mud, put mud on his face as war paint, then sprang up. Sanji stood and grunted in pain. Saku helped him keep his balance. "You ok, Squirt?"

Sanji nodded, "We got a problem!" He pointed to the wanbano group. They had guns. The guy in the white tux fired.

"SAKU!!"


Author's note: I'm getting kinda bored with this story so updates may be slower. Please review!