TMATP (Zosan) Sequel

Chapter 8

Third person POV
Sanji sat down on a chair in his room. Reiju sat facing him holding a face pack

His brothers really did a number on him. Little blood stains were on his shirt as well as dirt. That was fine, he could always get a new one, what the problem was, was his face. His face was swollen and bloated with a few scratches here and there. His cheeks were like a squirrel's cheeks when they are stuffed with nuts and his lips were just as swollen. It was a bad site

"It's gonna sting a bit"

"Yeah yeah just put it on"

Reiju placed the face pack on his face. At first it was just a little shock until it turned into a full blown electric shock. Okay, he may be over exaggerating but still. The chair fell backwards as his limbs were moving frantically. Until it finally stopped

He got up and went to see his face in the mirror. It was normal. The swollen had gone down

"How?"

"It's an invention that suppressed the muscles. This makes it suitable for swollen parts. I thought it would be necessary. I mean we wouldn't want you meeting your fiance with a face like that"

Sanji only hummed at her, ignoring the last sentence. He looked at his reflection. He couldn't see his eye bags, the face pack covering it up. He remembers how he hates looking at his reflection. Before it was about his eye bags and horrible look but now it was the fact he can't stand looking at the guy he sees. Someone who he never wanted to see. Someone so weak

He averted his gaze and his hand instinctively went to the necklace. But ....nothing?

He felt around his neck, his pockets even inside his shoe but it wasn't there

'Where is it?! No I can't lose it'

He double checked but still nothing. He was about to flip. This couldn't be happening. Of all the things he could lose it just had to be the one source of happiness he had left. He has to find it. He-

"'Mi tesoro'?, interesting"

Sanji turned his head around so fast he thought his neck would snap

Reiju was sitting cross legged. The necklace held between her thumb and index finger. Looking at it like it was a refined art piece, well to Sanji it was

Sanji had his hands twitching at his sides. He was trying really hard not to blow up at her right now

"Give it back!"

There was a bit of bite to it but could you blame him

Reiju rose a brow then complied, outstretching her hand with the necklace in it. Sanji quickly strided towards her and snatched it. It was a bit rude but he didn't have time to reflect on it

He glided his thumb over the engraved wording and let out a sigh

Reiju watched the transition and her face turned to one of ....pity?

She stood up, gaze towards the door

"We are leaving to see Big Mom and Pudding in an hour. I placed some new clothes on your bed. Also-" Her voice soon became empathetic "-there's a low chance you'll ever see him again you know"

Then she left

The room became silent as footsteps faded. Sanji's hair casted a shadow over his eyes. His hands were clenched hard. His body reverberating with anger

Why? Why does his life suck so much? Why does he suck so much?

Why is he so weak? Why can't he fight for what he wants? Why is he such a failure? Loser? Worthless weakling?

He heard a crack and opened his eyes. He stared at his hand in horror

'No no no please be okay'

But the world must just hate him. The necklace, particularly the metal plate, was cracked. Luckily it wasn't big but still

His eyes cast down as he dropped to his knees, clutching the necklace close to his chest

Reiju is right, the chances of them meeting is low but...

Just this one thing, he wants to keep

Just this one

And he will be content

Words: 692

Me: Short one I know. I'm just tired

Zoro: Yeah but apparently not tired of making the cook suffer

Me: Really Zoro? Do we really have to do this every chapter?

Zoro: Depends on what the chapters about

*Fighting starts*

Sanji&Akaashi: *Sweat dropped*