A/N: Well, what I said in the veery beginning, about Sanji craving for something long and delicious… Will start now ;) Guess I'll write about… umm 6 or 7 Chapters. So, one to two to do (lol, I purposely wrote to do, say that! It feels really funny on your tongue xD) I also apologize for the shortness of my chapters. I don't know why they are that short .

Distraction

A few days after the "shock therapy" day, life was much quieter than before on the pirate ship. Every crew member had made it part of their routine to check on Sanji, to say something nice to him, to behave properly in his presence. Luffy had caught him in the act the day after the therapy, when he had found five or six cigarettes forgotten by his nakama. After a quick battle and a harsh word from the captain, Sanji had to throw them overboard. He had refused to cook for the crew then, but kept to it only a day. He was much too worried about the others eating some unhealthy stuff…
The day before this one, Sanji had given up on finding cigarettes. His turkey officially started. His mind was set on finding things to get relief from, and he tried every single thing possible. The only time he didn't try was when he was cooking. The strawhats got used to his weird behavior very fast. But nonetheless, Sanji was able to surprise them from time to time.

It was a beautiful, sunny day and Luffy, Usopp, and Chopper were fishing. They had yet again started their "Who'll get the biggest thing" contest when Luffy's stomach grumbled loudly.
"Aaah, I see…", started Usopp wisely and stuck his nose up in the air "Well, the great Usopp-sama can't let one of his men starve to death. I'll go ask Sanji about food, although I, of course, the master of endurance, am not hungry at –" His self-lovesong was interrupted by a loud grumble of his own stomach that made him blush.
"Hm? I thought you were not hungry at all?" asked Luffy.
"LIAR!", yelled Chopper and grinned over his whole face.
"Well, anyway, me, Usopp-sama, will go now and ask about a snack…"

Usopp made his way down to the kitchen door and knocked politely before stepping in.
"Sanji, what about a little afternoon snack for Luffy, Chop- SANJI?!"
Instead of ending his sentence he fell to the ground, holding his stomach because it hurt from laughter. The sight he was experiencing was too hilarious.
Sanji was sitting in a corner, with a stern look on his face, his visible eye pinched together and his forehead in wrinkles. He was sucking on a screwdriver. On the ground in front of him, countless utensils were spread out, like knives, forks, quills, a banana, a telescope and – Usopp was shocked when he finally noticed – a beautiful, sharp katana with a white sheath.
Uh-oh….. Usopp thought That can't be good…
"Oi, Usopp, don't be so noisy. Instead, come here for a moment. I need your help."
"Haha! Of course, I'm the great –"
"Yes yes, I know… So, I'm trying to find a distraction from … from sm-… smo-... ah, you know… I just don't want to think about it. You leave me no chance… But, nothing here seems to do the trick! I tried sucking all of those, but it's just no good!"
"Wait a minute… you sucked on those?! Meaning, on Zoro's katana too? He's going to kill you, you know?!"
Sanji didn't listen. He just kept staring. "Oi, Usopp… I want to try something. Close your eyes a moment, will ya?"
Usopp raised his eyebrows, but then nodded. "Sure, if it's going to help you…"

Sanji put the screwdriver out of his mouth and licked his lips as he had done countless times this day. Something long and delicious… He just had to try that! If it didn't work, well… he had to try something else… He closed his eyes and pictured a cigarette in front of him, how he'd take it in his slender fingers, turn it a bit, then stick it in his mouth, light it and take a deep, delicious suck out of the piece. He opened his eyes slightly, grabbed the poor sharpshooter's nose and put it in his mouth, starting to do the same as he would with a cigarette.
Usopp's eyes snapped open at once: "SANJIIII!"
But the cook was miles away, thinking of a good smoke… "OOIII!", cried the sharpshooter. "Oi! Sanji! Sanji! SANJI!" Each of his words was underlined with a good hit on the blonde's head to let him snap out of his daydreaming. Finally, he did.
"Hnn?", he asked with Usopp's nose still in his mouth. Usopp showed him his best face and yelled: "I'll kill you if you don't let go of my nose!" Sanji was totally unimpressed. "Oh, just shut up and let me finish that thing…" "HAAA?!" Usopp was almost ready to really try and hit him to death, but then he had a what seemed to him splendid idea: "Sanji-kun, if you don't let go I'll dress up and kiss you~"
"WHA-!?"

Usopp was right. Sanji let go at once, wiped his mouth and snapped out of it. "Shit, Usopp, what did I do?!"
The sharpshooter rubbed his nose. "Owowow… My poor nose! What's the idea, Sanji….. man… Are you finally going crazy?!"

Sanji buried his face in his hands. "I guess I am… That detoxication puts me through hell. I'm really going insane…"

"Well, it's all about the right distraction… Hey, maybe I can make something for you in my workshop… something that's not so addictive and dangerous… I'll try okay? And you put that stuff away… And give back that katana… You know the white one is his treasure… Don't know why, though… but I bet he's looking for it right now…"
And with that, Usopp left for his workshop.
He's right… Sanji thought. What the hell was I thinking, taking away that crazy guy's sword… He'd kill me if he knew what I did with it…

At the same time, Zoro was in deep thought. He was sitting in the middle of his training room and recollected the past hours in his mind. It was an old finding technique his teacher told him. Breathe deeply. Ease your mind. Recollect your memory of the day. Think about the lost item. Picture the place where you know you last had it. Trace your own movements. Done.
The only problem Zoro faced now was that after throwing a tantrum and searching frantically for his treasure in the crow's nest, he had to EASE his mind. And that was no easy task. The picture of his Wado Ichimonji didn't leave his mind, and neither did the one of its late wielder, Kuina. Oh, if she could see him now…She would be too disappointed…
Zoro thought and thought, but the last time he saw the Meito was right here, in his training room. So where the heck could that thing be?!

A/N: Yupp, that would be that, one chapter left, one chapter to the end~ yay!^^ I friggin wanna end this story… . … yeah, the chapter is kinda short (or at least I think so…) but I want the…. fun... all together, it's easier for reading, you know :] Reviews?