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EDITED: 2/04/2014
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Chapter 3: I am Sanji?

"Go Chopper, follow Sanji!"

Chopper nodded as their Captain ordered him pointing into the direction that Sanji had fled, determination filling his eyes. It was all up to him and he know this, unlike everyone else, he knew he was the only one with this tracking ability, their only lead to Sanji, and he couldn't screw up. It was a great responsibility on his shoulders but he was glad to have it, to have everyone just rely on him.

Chopper changed his form and ran with all his might, the others trailed behind him, keeping up with his great speed on their search for the blonde man. They all trusted Chopper and his sense of smell and knew if it was Chopper, Chopper would find Sanji. They all knew they could rely on his blue nose to follow the scent of Sanji, but they felt completely useless compared to the reindeer, they'd just have to make it up another way when the time came, and of course, they already knew how.

They came to the small village of the island, Chopper automatically stopped sniffing the air. Sanji's scent split up into a few directions, but which direction is he in right now? As Chopper was sniffing the air, the others tried to peer over the large crowd of people to see if a certain blonde hair stood out of place. But there was none.
"His scent goes into this building but then it…" Chopper spoke thoughtfully, turning his head to smell in another direction, "…goes towards-"

Chopper's sentence was cut off as Luffy broke open the door that Chopper had pointed at, he shouted at the poor man behind the counter, slamming his fists into the counter almost breaking it in half.
"Did you see a blonde man!?" Luffy yelled at the man, leaning over the desk and dangerously near his face, the anger radiating clearly from the raven haired boy.

The poor man held up his hands in fright, looking at his broken door that had been split into pieces by the angry boy and his cracked desk. He wanted to beg for mercy but he had a rough feeling that if he begged and not answered the boys question, he would end up like that door.
"About this tall, looking hurt, wearing a tattered suit?!" Luffy continued to describe Sanji as the man remained silent, using his hands to gesture as well, never lowering his voice.

The man shook from the sudden intrusion, he was sweating profusely from the glares he was getting as the remainder of the group stepped in, he felt really intimidated by the three.
"Um...Yes, he… he asked for help, I thought maybe a room, but he didn't know what Berī was..."
"Where did he go!?" Luffy demanded.
"I don't know sir…" The man squeaked.
Luffy slammed his hand's on the desk once more, the crack increasing, that information was useless to him. He didn't need useless information. He glared at the man, watching as the man jumped backwards flinching.

"Bastards! Listen to me before you guys do anything recklessly! His scent heads towards the second dock!" Chopper shouted furiously at the three who were glaring at the man with intimidation. They gave the frightened man one more glance before they ran away, leaving him in stunned silence, slightly foaming from his mouth as he collapsed to the floor, proving that the intimidation had been too much for him.

They arrived onto another dock, surprising them slightly to see this town had a second one, one that looked newer and well kept with more people and boats compared to the quiet, old dock that they had come across. Not allowing themselves to be too distracted, they followed Chopper on to another pirate ship, not caring about the crew on it who were cursing about a blonde bastard that looked like a weak damsel in distress. It seemed that that blonde bastard had managed to get one over on them and now they wanted revenge of the humiliation he had caused them, they continued to curse, saying they would find him, and do all sorts with him until killing him, slowly and painfully.

Upon hearing this, Chopper shrieked. "They reek of Sanji!"
Chopper ignored the wafting scent of Sanji that trailed back to the village whilst he panicked from their words, realising the person they were cursing about was Sanji. What had they done to him?!
Luffy, Zoro and Robin had also heard the pirates conversation, and now getting confirmation from Chopper that they indeed smelled of Sanji, angered them more. If they had dared to do such things to Sanji, they were all dead.
"Nueve Fleur: Twist"
"Did these weaklings really get the shit cook?" Zoro growled.
"Gomu Gomu no Elephant Gatling!"

Chopper left the fighting to them whilst he ran around the ship looking for the cook, ignoring the screams and fighting that begun around him. He searched in each room, taking down any locked doors that were in his way, once he had evaded possibly every room they had, he ran back out to see that the enemy had all been defeated, swiftly and probably painfully by his nakama.
"Any signs of Sanji?"
He shook his head sadly. Zoro glared unintentionally at the reindeer, feeling rather pissed off that this was taking longer than anticipated to find the shit cook. "Chopper...Again..."
Chopper flinched, sniffing the air once more, before running off; heading back into the village, no longer stopping if the scent went else where.

They ran until they arrived at a house, it looked abandoned and rotten, as if it could fall down any moment. The fountain had been knocked over, the house was now slanted slightly and a few tiles were missing from the roof. It was like it had been abandoned, maybe not lived in for thousands of years.
They slowly walked up to the house, creaking the already open door.
"Only one of us should go in..." Robin said, eyeing up the building. If they all entered, there was a good chance it would all just collapse on them and they shouldn't risk all of them just in case Sanji wasn't even there, even if Chopper insisted that he was.

"I'll go."

Zoro stepped in as everyone else stepped back from the house. He glanced around, it was a small house, so if Sanji was in here, it shouldn't be hard to find him. He creaked open the first door; the living room door and stepped in, the door swung closed once more.

There he was. There was Sanji, sitting on a tattered old sofa, looking at a dusty picture frame.
"Oi..." He quietly whispered, not wanting to scare the blonde in fear he would be like a frightened cat, ready to run and escape from him, although in the end, Sanji jumped up from the tattered sofa in fright, stepping backwards as he stared at the green haired man. How had they found him? Why were they so persistent of getting him? Had he done something so wrong that they were planning to chase him to the ends of the earth? Maybe running from them earlier had humiliated them...

Zoro stopped suddenly, his eyes wide as he saw the large gaping hole behind the blonde. He reached out as fast as he could just as Sanji was about to fall. He grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards him and into a sudden embrace. Before Sanji would react to the action, Zoro smacked him in the side, knocking him out with the blow.

It would be a lot safer for Sanji and him if he could just sleep for a while.
The house began to creak and shake, the rough motions in the foundation, hinting that it was finally at it's limit.

The swordsman lifted him swiftly into his arms, kicking the door off of it's rusted hinges and diving out of the open front door, protecting the blonde in his arms as he landed roughly on the ground, just as the house fell into a pile of broken rotten wood. A large dust cloud floated around the house before disappearing into the sky allowing the straw-hats to see the devastation that their cook would have been apart of, if he had stayed in there any longer.

They sighed in relief, staring at the unconscious cook in the swordsman's arms. They had gotten Sanji in time and it seemed like he was safe. They watched the setting sun, the beautiful colours painting the evening sky; it was almost set.
"Let's go back to the ship so I can check him..." Chopper whispered
"Yeh..." They tiredly spoke in unison, relieved that this long day was coming to an end.
Today had been a long shitty day.

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Sanji awoke, in a soft white bed in a small white room adorned with a small desk filled with papers and books. Calming painting's hung neatly on the walls beside some selves with more books, as well as a little swivel chair.

He groaned slightly, feeling more aches than yesterday throughout his body. How long had he been asleep for? Where had he fallen asleep to?The sun shone brightly through a small window. So it was morning then?
He shifted around, sitting up slowly, noticing he was all bandaged up, quite well in fact. Someone had taken care of him, maybe by a professional doctor?

He slowly exited the room, and saw the strangers that had previously scared him yesterday, all gathered around by a barrel talking quietly. At least they thought they were speaking quietly. He stared at the green haired one, he had been the one who had grabbed him, knocking him out. He looked scary but he had been gentle and almost protective, not a way someone who wished him harm would do. Sanji was comparing the green haired man to the large creep who had roughly thrown him against a wall.

"I think cook-san may have lost his memories..." Robin mumbled thoughtfully, looking out to the ocean. This had seemed oddly familiar, she swore she had read this in a book surrounding folklore, but was this actually the place?

"You mean Sanji has Amnesia!?" Chopper shouted. "But but! I checked him and he didn't have any head injuries!"
"My memories?" Sanji whispered, just loud enough for everyone to hear him, they all turned to look at him, slightly expecting him to make another get away or something but instead he just stood there, blinking at them.

If this was any other time, Sanji would have ran again in another get away attempt but he glanced at Zoro and remembered how gentle he had been, he let his blue eyes search Zoro's face, and his green eyes. He was looking for answers and Zoro realised this, so, he kept their eyes locked, he knew Sanji was looking to see if he could really trust them all, and Zoro was going to make sure Sanji got the message.

Sanji blinked, nodding his head slightly as he looked back at the others, friends with the green one must be kind as him as well, he no longer felt scared.

"That's almost right..." A mysterious voice spoke, Sanji's ears piqued, that voice was familiar...?
They all stared past Sanji, and at a floating see-through woman, their eyes growing larger than saucepans at the sight before them, a sight that seemed too fictional, then again, isn't anything too fictional in their lives.
"Gho-ghost!" Ussop and Chopper spluttered as they hid behind Brook and Franky, shielding themselves from their uninvited guest.
"Well thats peculiar..." Brook mumbled.
"Says the talking skeleton!" Everyone shouted at Brook who chuckled, rattling his bones.
"My eyes play jokes on me! But I have no eyes!" Brook laughed once more at his hilarious joke.

Sanji turned around slowly, had they said ghost? He jumped in shock at the sight of the woman, it had been the woman who had taken him to her home, but now she was see-through, she wasn't a solid being after all? So, he had met a ghost back then, alone in the scary woods? Sanji could feel the blood drain from his body as he thought back to that moment, seriously, nothing was safe in this village.

"He has lost his memories," She held up her hand where a blue mist swirled around, hinting that it was the blondes memories but she had them in her grasp.
The information was still processing through Sanji's brain, so that woman who had helped him had been the cause of his situation right now? The reason why he was so confused and lost right now, was because of her but he wouldn't be here if it wasn't for her? Was she a good or bad person?! No matter how much it went through his mind, it just wasn't making any sense.

Sanji gulped, forcing himself not to be scared by some ghost, he had to stand up against her.
"You took my memories?! So give them back!" Sanji shouted at the woman, demanding them back as if it was no problem, as if he was shouting at a powerless human being and not a ghost. If he had them back, everything would become clear again, he'd know who he was, where he was and who the people around him was. Clearly they weren't as bad as he had thought they were.

"You died child...and I saved your life for a price..." she clenched her hands, and they watched as the mist disappeared, she closed her hand on the blue mist letting them all know that she wasn't going to be giving it back anytime soon. She continued to speak before they could interrupt her.
"You had a few regrets, if you can fulfil a certain one, I'll give them all back."
"And if I cant?!"
"If it was really important to you...You will remember. Your friends will help you..."

The crew watched as the woman slowly faded away with the passing wind. Leaving them in their thoughts, and a very angry confused blonde.
He turned to them slowly, a sad look in his eyes. He had no idea who he was and yet he felt so lost. The only people he could rely on were his 'friends' and yet, right now, they were strangers...

"So..." He gulped, "Did you say I was called Sanji?"

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