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A/N : Thank you all for the reviews! I honestly wasn't going to continue the story but they really help me keep going on it!

Sanji sighed deeply as he readjusted his all too tight collar for what felt like the 50th time that morning. He had yet to see the others, and he was feeling more than awkward in his present attire.

It wasn't obvious mind you. No, you couldn't even see his shirt due to the large white cardigan he had placed on top, but it was very hot and he was feeling more and more regret as the hours drone on. He should never of agreed to go to this party, he thought with a frown as he looked out of the window to his left, anything that his teacher was saying was completely ignored as he let his mind process what the afternoon was going to be like. Not only was he sure to not know anyone there, but it would be his first party with his new friends. Friends that he didn't hate mind you.

So this would be new for him, and he wasn't exactly good in new situations. Especially when he didn't know how to act, hell he didn't even know if this party was formal or not! What if he was overdressed? Or, lord forbid, under dressed?!

He bit his bottom lip in nervousness and clenched his thin fingers around his un-moving pencil. The last thing he wanted to do was embarrass himself in front of a bunch of people he wanted to impress, which is exactly why he simply agreed on making up some excuse at the end of the day that prevented him from going. Like... Zeff being hospitalized, ya that was good.

The blonde nodded to himself, as if to confirm his plan as he directed his attention back to his teacher, who was rambling on about how fractions worked.

Hopefully this lie goes smoothly, Sanji thought as he released his lip from between his pearly white teeth, because he always did have that stupid nervous habit whenever he lied. But he doubted they would notice that... Right?

"Sanji! I like your sweater, you look like a big marshmallow!" Sanji jumped slightly from his spot in the cafeteria. Luffy, who was obviously the source of the shout, plopped himself next to the teen who quickly held a hand above his mouth to stifle his laughter.

The shorter teen was clad in what can only be described as glitter. He was wearing a vest, similar to the ones he wore any other day the blonde saw him, but this one seemed to be be-dazzled and dipped in a pool of bright red glitter. It would of been comical on it's own, but the fact that the raven decided to wear sandals with some cut off black jeans made it all the more funny. At least, in Sanji's opinion.

"Luffy... What are you wearing?" Sanji asked slowly after an exhale of breath. He didn't want to insult the other, but it was an odd outfit to even an uncultured eye.

Luffy cocked a brow as he re-arranged his ever present straw hat.

"My fancy clothes! Duh!"

"Pfft..." Sanji clenched his fingers around his mouth and nose as the other crossed his arms above his lanky chest.

"Rude! I look good!"

"Ya, if you were going to the circus." The blonde mumbled through his giggles as the other gave him a soft slap on the arm, but he too was grinning from ear to ear as he heard the cooks laughter for the first time.

"I like circus'! The elephants are huuuge!" Luffy exclaimed as he threw his arms out to his sides, as if to broadcast how large the elephants truly were. "Do you like them?"

"Elephants?" Sanji asked, pulling out his bento as he kept his eyes locked on the other. He seemingly didn't notice the A.D.D like behavior the other was showing, or at least didn't comment on it.

"Circus'!"

"Oh, I've never been."

"WHAT?!" Luffy yelled, making Sanji smack him on the back of his head.

"Jesus, you are going to make me deaf!"

"We need to go to the circus next time it's in town!"

Sanji simply rolled his eyes but couldn't hold in a smile as Luffy too pulled out his much too large lunch box and began eating as the two waited for the others to show up. They didn't have to wait long however before Usopp ran up to the table before sitting down quickly and trying to regain his breath from the previous exercise. He too was dressed up in a brown dress shirt and black pants, which honestly helped lessen Sanji's earlier anxiety for being under dressed.

"Woah, wheres the fire?" The cook asked with furrowed brows as the curly haired teen shook his head, still panting.

"I... I ran into Krieg's goons... Had to run." The artist choked out as Luffy grit his teeth.

"Again?" He asked in the most serious tone Sanji had heard from the teen.

"Ya.. But I was much faster than them! Hey Sanji, did I tell you that I once out ran a cougar?" Usopp asked with a grin as he too pulled out a lunch, but he directed his attention more to his drink than anything.

"Like fuck." The blonde retorted before biting into a tempura shrimp.

"It's true! There I was, in the middle of the dessert-"

"Cougars aren't in the dessert."

"Hush! This one was!"

Sanji rolled his eyes once more as the teen railed off on a very obviously made up story. He did however take a quick peak over at Luffy, who seemed to of recovered from his earlier maturity, and was instead very cluelessly buying the story that Usopp was selling.

'Dink' Sanji thought with a chuckle as he simply relished in the moment with his two new friends. He still wouldn't admit to being in their crew, but he couldn't deny that they were good people. Albeit a little odd.

Nearing the end of the day Sanji found himself biting on his bottom lip once again, to a point were it drew blood, but the blonde paid it no mind as he attempted to focus on the lesson taking place by his clown looking art teacher.

At lunch he had spoken with the whole group, and couldn't bring himself to say that he didn't want to go to the party, so instead they all thought he was on board for the later event. Which made the cook feel like garbage since they were all psyched to go and he hated the very idea of being stuck at a strangers house all night. The thought of seeing Nami in that dress didn't help lessen his fears at all either, which only proved how much Sanji truly didn't want to go.

But he supposed that this would help ease his social anxiety? Or it would only make it worse... Either way if he went he just prayed that there was alcohol. Strong alcohol. Lots of strong alcohol.

The blonde chuckled softly at the thought, he was a terrible drunk. He never remembers anything that he did, but he hears stories which were more than enough to fully embarrass the chef since they were never pleasant, especially since he tends to sing any songs that pop into his mind. And he danced a lot. And picked fights... And was really 'sexy'.

Sanji shook his head at the thought with a frown etched on his features. His previous 'friends', if you could even call them that, got him wasted one night and posted all the photos of that night online. The cook was striking 'sexy' poses in almost all of them, which led to him being attacked almost everyday after that by older men and guys who thought he would be an easy fuck.

Ya, the blonde showed them real quick that he wasn't one to be fucked with. Literally.

There was a shred of fear that it would all happen again, but as soon as it entered his mind the fear was vanquished as he remembered who exactly he was going to be with. For some reason he doubted any of the members of the straw hats would do what they did. Especially since it didn't just stop at the photos...

The blonde shook his head once more as if to throw the thoughts away, he didn't want to remember what transpired that night. And he wished that he was drunk enough to forget it all...

Briiiing

Sanji jumped up and was pulled out of his musings as the final bell of the day went off, and the students who had been counting down the seconds dashed out of the room, ignoring Mr. Bucky's yells of having their homework in on Monday. He on the other hand went at a much calmer pace as he stuffed his notebook and pencil into his bag and slung it over his shoulder before standing up and being the last to leave the room.

He walked down the hall with his hands shoved into his pockets, mind put on auto pilot as it led him to their 'meeting spot', which just so happened to be where he met Usopp.

"Sanji-kun!" The blonde in question directed his eyes at the orange haired teen who was waving him over from her perch on the school's brick wall. Hopefully she didn't dirty that pretty white dress, Sanji thought with a frown as he walked over to the girl.

"Nami-swan! I could see you a million times over and still be enraptured by your beauty!~" The blonde yelled as he threw himself down onto one knee and looked up at the woman, who simply rolled her eyes and hopped down from her perch, accepting the blondes outstretched hand of assistance.

"Ya, ya. You gonna take off that sweater? It's gonna be hot up at the cabin." Nami stated softly as the blonde cocked his visible brow.

"Cabin?"

"Ya? Didn't Luffy tell you- Of course he didn't. Well Smoker, Ace's soon to be husband, owns a cabin up in the woods. The party is being held there since Luffy would wreck their actual home." She explained as the others began to arrive.

"Ohh..." Sanji hummed as Usopp showed up and slung an arm around his shoulders, making him strain on his tip-toes to reach the taller teen.

"You excited?" He asked with a large smile as Sanji sighed.

"As long as I can get wrecked." He mumbled.

"Course, we are all drinking tonight after all." The other laughed as Sanji gave him a weak smile. Now was the last chance he would have at saying he didn't want to go...

"Oi, cook." Zoro grumbled as he neared the unformed group, making the blonde look over at him with bored eyes.

"What is it, moss-head?"

"The fuck are you wearing?" The broader teen asked, praying to the gods he didn't believe in that he wasn't blushing. The blonde in front of him was simply adorable after all in his tight black jeans, black converse, and big fluffy white cardigan that barely had his blue dress shirt peaking out of the top.

"It's called fashion, asshole. Besides, I'm not wearing the sweater all night, I just wore it to prevent any stains on my shirt." Sanji explained with a small amount of anger. He didn't want to get fashion advice from the guy in dark green jeans and a tank top that had a suit printed on the fabric.

"...You let him call you that?" Usopp mumbled out in Sanji's ear as the other cocked a brow in confusion for what felt like the hundredth time that day.

"Call him what?"

"Moss-head... He'd kill anyone else if they called him that." The other explained as Zoro rolled his eyes, obviously having heard the two's mumbles.

"Aw, does that mean I'm special, Marimo?" Sanji purred jokingly as the other glared at him. "Besides, I can call him whatever the fuck I want. It's not like he can do anything to stop me."

"Those are fighting words, blondie." Zoro grit out as the other simply grinned.

"Bring it then, muscle-head."

The two looked as though they were about to throw fists and feet but were stopped as Nami slapped them both on the backs of their skulls.

"Knock it off you two." She yelled as Zoro grumbled insults under his breath, and the cook apologized.

"Hey guys!" Luffy yelled as he ran up to the group. "Let's head to my car, the others are already leavin!"

"What? Why?!" Nami asked in anger as Luffy chuckled and smiled.

"Cause I told them too! Lets go lets go lets go!~" And with that the others were left with no choice but to follow the running teen until they winded up in the parking lot in front of a black and old looking vehicle that was covered in paintings and stickers, which is something that Sanji chose not to comment on as he got into the back seat next to Zoro, who was stuck in the middle.

The five shared idly conversation as Luffy began driving, something Sanji was actually pretty scared of as a sudden realization made him slap himself on the forehead, catching the attention of Zoro, who cocked an eye at the teen who simply shrugged it off with a smile. He inwardly was seething however as his heart pounded in his chest.

Now he had no choice but to go to the party.

Tbc.