Chapter 4

l"m sorry it take me a lot of time to write this, i was sick a little. i have to say that i straggle with this ch. -.- it was hard. and i Thought a lot about the rating of this story, and what rating his best for him. and after i talk with my friend, i finally decided it will be M.

with a growl, sanji put his black tunic that goes with his suit on the chair in the corner. sat himself on him with a curved back. his hand grab his heir that coward his left eye. gripping his teeth together, and he felt like his head was going to explode. he never felt this way before, at least not when he doesn't fight in a really hard fight.
and he know who's fault that was, him! the stupid marimo bastard. he should have kill him the moment he seen him for the first time.
"what the hell this bastard thinning tell me all this?! i never wanted to know, shithead! well. maybe it was my fault too. why the hell did i ask him all this crap?!"
sanji removed his hand from his heir and take a cigarette to his mouth. he lit the cigarette, and take a deep breath. staring at his lags, his thoughts wonder between different Images of the marimo with the kuine girl he described to him. he know that was pointless, yeas and he just tortures himself for nothing. but he couldn't stop his mind, he hate this. he hate her like hell. and he never hate a women before like that!
"i shouldn't have drink that crap! now my mind is a faking muss. how can the asshole drink that disgusting crap anyway?! he have no sense of taste what so ever! i never touch this crap ever again in my life! shit."
and with that thought, he block all the thoughts on the marimo away from his mind. concentrated them with all his might in one thing only that was important at the moment - the letter. his hand reach to his pocket and take the piss of paper out. it was crumpled ender his hand, so he have to open him again to see his contain.
sanji sighed nervously under his breath, spit a few clouds of smoke. he know well enough how important it was, and that he should go investigate what all of this mean. but he couldn't bring himself to do it now. he wanted to stay a bit longer by this parson side, and his nakama.
although he knew how idiot he is right now, he let out a little giggle to himself. he was being ridiculous, really ridiculous.
"Somehow…i become something that…not deserve to be they nakama. i can almost laugh if it wasn't so pathetic. well whatever.."
he sigh and hide the latter in some place he find in his room. getting up from the chair he was sitting, sanji take a look at the mirror that was on the wall, and fix his heir. after he finished, he gut out from the room, leaving behind his favorite black tunic.

when sanji prepare the dinner for the crew, he wasn't felt anything. only the movements of his hands, and the ingredients that almost felt like preparing themselves by themselves, and not by him.
after he finished, sanji called for them to come, and luffy was the first to come in. all smile like and energetic.
"food!" luffy called out happy "amazing! so much.." his moth almost full to the floor.
and immediately began to chew.
"wow sanji-kun…that a bit much." nami commend
"you really undone yourself, cook-sun."
sanji only smile to the girls, he couldn't bring himself to flirt today.
"thanks, nami-san..robin-chan. i thought i try a few things."
"It really allot sanji. there is no way we can finished all that." usopp complained.
"if it depends on luffy, you might." sanji said and lit a cigarette.
"that's for sure.." franky added
"hohoho let me sing for you, my friends.." brook began to play his guitar and then eat with them too. after that they all eat happily, digging their food. they only respond when they see the cook leaving the Kitchen with his hands in his pockets.
"oi sanji…where are you going? you not eating with us?" luffy ask, turning his look to him. sanji sand him short look from his shoulder, raising his hand with a slight wave.
"no, i already eat. tonight i take the night shift. i batter go now."
"ohh okay…" luffy answer with his lighthearted voice.
zoro keep his gaze on him, study him deeply. it doesn't suits the cook to leave in the middle of the meal. his hart warned him again, but what the hell was wrong? is it because of his stupid crush he said he has when they drink together? But it's too silly to leave only because of that. no, it was something else, zoro was sure of it. and it might be the thing he wanted to know from him, that latter. It becomes urgent, tonight he will find out at all costs. something in him tall him that.
with a light smile, sanji left the kitchen and come out to the nest. his hart felt heavy and a little lonely. but sanji have to keep some distance from the damn marimo, and seen his face just make him more…he didn't want to know what it was.
"what am i going to do?...i don't want to run away but…shit!"
if only the idiot didn't start to share his shitty past, he didn't have to distance himself from him! that's why he didn't want to know his stupid past, he didn't wanted to gut close to him that much, shitty marimo! it's all because his stupid actions. and the crew, he lied to them in the face. how can he look at them now?. But he couldn't take it back, not anymore.
"what do i do now?" sanji ask himself. pondering on that latter, it was suspicious. but he didn't know where to start investigating. The only clue was that damn bird, and she fly away. but what Robin-chan said was something to bagin with:
"I think this bird belong to someone from Royalty."
he remembered her say, but he doesn't know or associated with any people from royalty in his life. maybe Zeff was associated with them? but for what and why that they sand a latter like this?
of course the shitty old gazer will never tall him thinks like that, stupid old man. he should have drop dead a long time ago. sanji find himself miss him, that annoying old man that never acknowledge him. shit, it was sucks. now sanji returned to the starting point, and he didn't know what to do with himself. other than to kick something.

the cook didn't notice the one that that come out to the nest with him. he was so caught out with is own thoughts, until he even didn't feel the gazes of the swordsman on him. examine him closely, with growl. after a while, zoro brought his face close to his
"oi shitty cook! don't Ignore me."
sanji fall backwards from the unexpected surprise, zoro just growl at him again.
"what the hell…!" sanji yell
"that my words shitty cook! What's wrong with you?!"
"don't come near me with your ugly face like that asshole! you almost gave me a heart attack, dement. what the hell are you doing here?!"
"you didn't notice, shitty cook?! think I'm stupid or something? you hiding something." zoro roar, and sanji look to somewhere else.
"again with that?! i already said that i don't hide anything from you. can't you gut it the first time or you that kind of a moron, marimo?"
"shat up damn cook! you lied too."
"what?!...i did not asshole!"
"yeas you did, curlybrow! i saw you that morning. you didn't threw that letter…with means you didn't wanted the others crew to know what writing there. what so important that you need to lie to us about?" zoro burst at him with all his might. leaving him speechless and confused.
"i…you saw me that morning?" sanji ask unbelieve to what he just heard. zoro just nodded and sanji felt his boiling anger.
"why didn't you say anything asshole!?" sanji yell and lift his lag at him, but gut blocked by his fist.
"I waited for you to tell me yourself. but you never would have tell me, hasn't it shitty cook!"
after that said, sanji lowered his leg and his face. he couldn't say anything back to him because he was right. sanji take one step back and say
"so you been spying on me all this time, marimo? pathetic." sanji snarl, he felt so messed up right now. it didn't go right, it was wrong.
"you started all this, curlybrow. it was your fault to begin with. now tell me the truth, what really writing in that damn latter?"
sanji laugh sarcastically at him, that the only think he could do at that moment. the humiliation eat him.
"so that was it all about…all the shitty past he share with me. i gut it now.."
"i see…well, a shame for you. i don't remember." sanji said with an amused voice and almost destroyed the cigarette in his mouth.
"cook! stop it. i already figured your act, just tell me the truth." zoro said with a serious look and crossed his arms. zoro didn't know why, but it harts him, more than he wanted to admit to himself. the guy he fully trusted insisted on leaving him in the dark. he didn't wanted to consider the possibility that the cook was going to betray them, but the curly didn't left him any choice. and he didn't even look at him in the eyes. zoro held his fists strongly. they both continue to be silent, uncomfortable silent.

after a few moments sanji sigh in an heavy sigh, and torn around from him.
"i'm sorry marimo but…i can't tell you."
"why not curly? you're afraid i kick your ass?"
to that the cook chuckle a little.
"naa..it take you years to kick my ass marimo."
"shitty cook, i don't know why you doing this but…"
"you know, your past really surprised me. and that you actually tell me about it.. " sanji said quietly. zoro look at him with a puzzled look.
"what? disappointed?"
"no. more like.. jealous a little, i guess." sanji chuckled again.
"well, love cook don't take it too hard." with a smile, his eyes landed on his black pants. and idea come to him.
"if the idiot don't want to tell me, i just look at it myself."
zoro was sure that sanji still Keept that letter in his pocket, so he just have to steal it from him, piece of cake. zoro started to gut closer to his back, sanji doesn't move from his pose. what make it easy to zoro, and reach out to his pockets slowly. after zoro was close enough, he push his hands firmly to sanji pockets. snoop around to find only pack of cigarettes and a lighter. sanji jump and try to run from him.
"oi..marimo! what are you doing to..me…asshole! oi…stop that!" sanji yelped, his voice was trembling and he felt a shiver done his spine with all his body start to shake. a very red flushed spread on his face, and sanji just wanted to run away from zoro the most fastest way he could, but his lugs didn't move. damn stupid lugs.
"shut up curly. where is that damn latter? didn't you put it in there?" zoro asked impatiently. continues his search in his pockets without a care to sanji reactions.
"it doesn't there marimo…stop it.." sanji wailing with a shaky body, he finally managed to get his hands off from his pockets. sanji glare at him angrily. his face still felt hot and red, he wanted to kill the bustard so badly.
"then where did you put it, curlybrow?"
"like hell i tell you, you assaulted marimo!" sanji scram with fury and start to attack zoro with his lugs without mercy. zoro of course, defend himself again. growling at him with his swords.
"assaulted?.. you the one who put it in there, idiot." zoro said growling to his red face of the cook.
"why he so red all of a sudden?" the thought pass on zoro mind only for a moment.
"shot up asshole! i kill you.."
"let's see you try curlybrow."
"damn you marimo!"
and they fight for the rest of the night, no one win in that fight. but at least it give sanji a place to take out some stem from his system.
when the morning finely come, the crew spotted them still quarrel. but the thing that disturbed them this time was the call of nami

"look everyone, an island up head."
and they both shift their heads.

to be continued...