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Sanji took off his suit jacket, laying it on the rock behind him. The heat on the rocky island had become nearly unbearable, a reason Sanji hated cloudless days like this one. Zoro had already removed his cloak a few hours ago and was now laying a few feet away snoring loudly. Sanji sighed, draping his arm over his bent knees and resting his forehead on his arm in an attempt to block out the sun.

This was their third day on the rock and already he felt uncomfortably hungry. Nowhere near the extent of starving yet, but he knew it would only get worse. The longer they went without food, the more their bodies would eat away at themselves and the weaker they would feel. It was not an experience Sanji wanted to relive, but it seemed he didn't have much choice... He could only hope that Luffy and the others would hurry up and get to them.

But he had to force himself not to be too impatient. The New World was pretty far from where he and Zoro where now, it could very well take a month or two to get here. Or three. Hopefully not, he wanted him and Zoro to be alive when Luffy found them, and more than just near skeletons of what they are now. Or burnt to crisps from this damn heat...

He sat up straighter, reaching back into his suit jacket for a cigarette, feeling annoyed when he noticed there were only a few left. Sanji lit up before placing the lighter back into his jacket's pocket. He let out a breath of air, watching the smoke drift into the sky before it dissipated.

He was surrounded by complete silence except for the sound of Zoro's obnoxious snoring. Sanji hated it. The silence was one of the worst things for him as a kid, not even any waves or bird cries to break it, nearly driving him crazy. It made time seem to pass by so much slower, and along with the hunger, each day had felt more like a week to him. Even now, with the annoying marimo on this rock too, each day still passed by much too slowly for Sanji.

"Oi, ero-cook." Sanji turned his head to glare at Zoro, who had apparently woken up.

"What?" he sighed. Even if he'd rather just ignore him, it wouldn't really do any good.

"We should go down to the ocean and get some fish," he said.

"There are no fish."

"How do you know?" Zoro frowned.

"I already checked." And he had on the second day they were here. There was nothing. When he had been trapped here as a kid, he always thought that there must be fish if only he could reach them. But now he knew that he'd been wrong, there was nothing for miles in the calm sea.

"What about the pond?" Zoro grunted.

"I already told you marimo, there are no fish here," Sanji crossed his arms over his chest. Didn't the idiot hear him the first time?

"Well you're no help," Zoro grumbled, running a hand through his green hair and yawning. Sanji clenched his fists but said nothing. Getting in a fight would do no good; in fact, it would make their situation worse. If they were going to be here for a while, the best thing would be to conserve their energy. Without food to give them the necessary nutrients, they would start losing energy eventually and sleep wouldn't be enough to replenish it.

"Well than what are we supposed to eat?" Zoro stood up with narrowed eyes.

"How stupid are you!?" Sanji snapped, also standing up.

"Who are you calling stupid you pervert?" Zoro gripped Sanji's shirt tightly in his fist.

"The idiot who doesn't realize there is no food on this damn island!" Sanji shoved Zoro away. He and Zoro glared at each other for several more moments before they both huffed and turned their backs to each other.

Didn't Zoro understand the situation at all? That there was no food and wouldn't be until Luffy and the others showed up, he'd even told him that on the first day. If he didn't understand this soon then that would only make the whole situation harder for the both of them.

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"It is quite hot out here, are you sure you can't just untie me so I can get out of this heat?" Soutsu questioned.

"No," Nami glared at the man. It was her turn on guard duty and she was to, under no circumstances, untie him. And this had to be the fourth time he's asked her to do just that. So what if he was overheated? She was hot too and that didn't mean she could go inside. No, she was stuck out here watching him.

"Please?" he pouted.

"Stop asking!" she snapped. This guy was so obnoxious... she couldn't wait until her turn on watch was over, then this guy would be Ussop's problem. Then she could finally get out of this heat and go get some water and maybe something to eat. She was beginning to feel a bit hungry.

"You're pretty short tempered," Soutsu smirked.

"You're pretty annoying," she countered.

"But of course," he grinned. Nami wondered not for this first time if this guy was crazy, or at least bipolar. His mood tended to shift at random and he'd said more than one strange thing since they had captured him. He barely even seemed perturbed about his predicament.

"How long will it take to reach them?" Nami asked, referring to finding Zoro and Sanji. As long as she had to deal with this guy, she might as well get some information out of him. It would be better for them if they had a few more details about this trip.

"Are you really in any position to be asking me questions?" he sneered. Nami slapped him. Soutsu just laughed at her. Yea, he was definitely beginning to tick her off.

"How long?" Nami growled out. Hopefully not too long, she could only tolerate this bastard for so long.

"Well... " Soutsu appeared to be doing some calculations in his head, "it could take up to three months, maybe even longer if the weather is particularly bad," he mused. Nami frowned. Three months was quite a while... Depending on where Zoro and Sanji were, they may not be okay for that long. But at the same time, the two were perfectly capable of caring for themselves for the most part. Usually, they also ended up watching out for the rest of the crew as well.

But a worrying thought that crossed her mind was whether or not they were even in the same place. It was very likely they could have been separated in the storm. If so, it would take even longer to retrieve both of them.

"Are they in the same place?" she asked. He looked at her and began to laugh. She wanted nothing more than to knock his brains out but restrained herself.

After a few minutes he calmed down enough to answer her, "yes, I sent my waves to carry them both off, so they would end up in the same place."

"So you do know exactly where they are?"

"Obviously," he scoffed.

Good, as long as Zoro and Sanji stayed out of trouble, they would be fine. They just needed to refrain from attracting attention to themselves. The navigator nearly cringed. Hoping for those two to stay out of trouble, well it just wasn't any good. It was as if they were magnets to trouble. But a girl could dream.

"But hey," Soutsu broke her thoughts, "they might be dead by the time we reach them, especially if they didn't even make it to the island."

"You better hope they made it to an island," Nami glared at him. Well at least she had gotten some information; no matter how frustrating it was to do so. However, there was one more thing she needed to ask.

"Why did you even send that storm?" They didn't know this guy personally, so it probably wasn't some grudge. Though knowing the monster trio they very well may have done something to anger this guy or someone he knows without even realizing it. And while a bit crazy, Soutsu didn't strike her as the malicious killer type, though he could just be hiding his true personality. If anything, he struck her as the insufferably annoying type.

"Felt like it... besides, messing with silly little pirates amuses me," Soutsu smirked in a delighted way. Nami was really beginning to hate this guy. Luckily for Soutsu though, Ussop showed up for his watch before Nami had the chance to beat him senseless. What a shame...

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Zoro didn't know how he and the annoying love cook ended up on this island, but after only three days he already hated it here. The rocks dug into his back whenever he slept which made him sore whenever he got up, the sun was especially irritating with its extreme heat trying to bake him, and there was no food. He couldn't find anything edible on the stupid rock and Sanji had said there were no fish in the water. Zoro actually found it strange for any place to be so devoid of life.

But then Zoro realized something. This could be good training. Even though he didn't have his weights with him, he did have his swords to train with. He could build up his endurance on this island; at least until Luffy and the rest of the crew came to get them...

He wondered how long it would take them. Even if this place might end up being good for training, he could only spend so long around the annoying cook. Though he could provoke the blonde into sparring with him for even more training. But it had been three days so far and they'd only had five fights, which was strange... Something was wrong, the swordsman realized. Typically, they would have that many fights or more in one day, not three. Sanji had seemed a bit off since they had arrived here.

Zoro opened his one good eye from where he lay on his back pretending to sleep and looked over at Sanji. The cook was staring at the horizon with an annoyed yet actually rather blank expression on his face, like his mind was elsewhere. Zoro closed his eye again. Oh well, it wasn't really his problem anyway. Besides, if it was anything major he would know about it soon enough.

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