WHAT IF...? - One Piece Oneshots/Imagines [Requests open!]

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(WHAT IF...)...Sanji is a cook?!

cook sanji x CEO zoro (modern AU)

In his past, Zeff owned a restaurant on the sea. Everyone loved it, even though it was far away from the coast, so you had to take a long way by ship to reach the restaurant on the water. But it was worth it, the food tasted delicious. His crew was a team of professional cooks and Zeff was famous.
One part of his big crew was Sanji. Zeff took the blonde into his crew when he was only a little kid. Today, many years later, Sanji was a complete part of the crew and one of Zeff's best men. Of course, Zeff's restaurant is not on the water anymore, the times has changed and he now owns a restaurant in the city.

"Oi Sanji, come here for a minute, we have to talk!", Zeff screamed from the door frame of the kitchen in Sanji's direction. The called man looked up and stopped his work. "Yeah, yeah, you don't have to scream old man, my ears are still working very well!", he screamed at least as loud back as Zeff did. The young cook mumbled something no one of his colleagues could understand. Then he cleaned his hands with a towel which laid besides his wooden cutting board on the kitchen surface and went over to his boss.

Zeff looked as grumpy as always, which Sanji did as well. They hated each other, but worked so well together in the kitchen. Sanji took out a cigarette, put it between his lips and lighted it up with his lighter. Now the man with the wooden leg looked even more mad. His look dead serious, almost like he wanted to kill Sanji right before the eyes of the guests.
"I told you not to smoke while working... the food will smell, we can't serve the guests dishes that smell like your fucking cigarettes, brat...", he said surprisingly calm. Sanji only shrugged and took out his cigarette, but only to puff out the smoke and to put it back between his lips. "If this is everything you wanna tell me then fuck off, I got work to do...", he then said and wanted to turn around to get back to work but Zeff wasn't finished.
"No, you can't get back to work you idiot... of course that's not what I wanted to tell you... Some weird boss of a company called me and wanted me and an employee of mine to prepare a meal for his meeting with some other strange rich people... and since you are my best man, I want you to come with me. The meeting starts at 7 p.m, that means we should be there at least an hour before it starts to start cooking. I already agreed to it, so we just need to head over to his mansion... What do you say, are you in?"
Normally Sanji wouldn't do something like that, he is only used to the kitchen in the restaurant, but he knew that Zeff would be very happy if he agreed, so he nodded. "Yeah, why not, could be fun. But only if this guy pays well... I...", Sanji then said but got interrupted by his boss. "...you hate cooking in other kitchens than your own, we all know it so shut up and take the things you want to take with you. His assistant said that we could use our own utensils if we are more comfortable with it..."

After Sanji prepared some knifes and other things he might need, he and Zeff headed over to the CEO's place. A nice lady, which Sanji assumed was the assistant of the man who owned the luxurious place. She showed the two the kitchen and then left. The older man explained to Sanji what they'll cook and told him what his tasks are. Of course he was annoyed by this useless explanation, because he well knows what he can do and what he can't, but he is very skilled, so there is almost nothing he can't do. Fully concentrated on his work, Sanji and his boss didn't even noticed that the doorbell rang and the other men entered the mansion. They weren't in a hurry, they still had a lot of time to prepare the first dish: a classic tomato soup. It already smelled delicious in the kitchen, so it wouldn't go unnoticed by the guests that the cooks were already at work. Three of the in suit dressed guys entered the kitchen, just to get a peek of what they'll get served later. Sanji assumed they kinda were some food lovers, because all of them praised their and especially his doing. But he thought it was kinda weird, the man who was the host of this whole thing didn't even visit once. Does he not wants to know what will be served or does he just not care? It wasn't his consern now, he had to finish the meals.