𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙡 { 𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙟𝙞 | 1 }

Chapter 33:Fight for you

Victoria pov
Marco took me to school this time, as he claimed that "On my own, I somehow, unintentionally cause trouble for myself, yoi." At first, J was offended, but then I remembered, and later admitted that it was true, in fact, true.

"So," I asked as I sat down. "whats been happening since I've been gone?"
"That pysco blonde girl has been expelled." Luffy states.
I grin. "What a unfortunate turn of events..for her."
"I heard that she's being shipped off to New World academy." Nami said as she packs away her pencil case.
"Ha! Shit, she's not gonna have it good."

Reason why we say that, is because New World academy isn't exactly a good place to go to. Sure they have good academic performances, but the people there? You'd wonder if they're demons that have been spawned from some other demon.

"And..what about Perona & Monet?" I asked.
"They're still around.." Robin said with a sigh.
"But since they were involved, they've only been suspended for a week & a bit." Ussop adds.
"Huh...well, so long as they don't bother me, and any of you, then we're all good." I state.

The ear splitting bell interrupted us. We started to pack up our things, I looked over to Nami.

"English first, right?" I asked.
"Mmm hmm! Come on, lets go."
"Huh, but where's Sanji?" I asked.
"He must be sick.." Robin said.

'Thats weird..he'd tell me if he was sick though.'

I decided not to go pysco girlfriend about it, and let it rest. He might've woken up late, it does happen sometimes.  Arriving in English class, Mr Dracule immediately told us to start reading our books. I grabbed out my reading book, and started to read. All was quiet as everyone read in our classroom. There was the occasional cough or sniff. But apart from that, all was silent, and the room was breathing.

"Alright," Mr Dracule cuts in. "its time to start on todays lesson."

He then started to amble on about the next assignment thats coming up: Poetry. I groaned mentally, as poems have never been something I've thoroughly enjoyed. Whenever I try to write a poem, it turns into a story...a long story.

"But of course, we're going to do practice poems, so that you're not all completely lost about it." Mr Dracule assured us in his deep voice.

Meanwhile in the background, I could hear girls fanning themselves, and fangirling about Mr Dracule Mihawk. I felt sorry for them. Mainly because they all don't know that Mr Dracule & Ms Boa are having a fling as we speak.

Three knocks interrupt our lesson.

"Enter." Mr Dracule commands.

I didn't pay no mind, and just went back to whatever Mr Feather sword assigned us. I was trying hard to concentrate, but Nami was desperately trying to get my attention about something.

"No seriously, Victoria!"
"Nami, whatever it is, can it hold for a minute? I wanna finish this off-"

But I was cut off when I saw Sanji there, a bruise on his cheek.

'Sanji!'

Immediately everyone was staring at Sanji & his injury. My hand was scrunched underneath the desk. I wanted to run up, and hug him. But I didn't want it to appear that I'm a desperate, pysco girlfriend.

"Sanji..." I whimpered silently.

Sanji gave Mr Dracule a lateness slip, and limped over to a seat thats next to me. I was immediately talking to him.

"Sanji.."
"Victoria-chan..." he said weakly. "can we talk about this later? Not in front of everyone.."
I bit my lip. "Okay.."

*timeskip*

As soon as we had a free chance, Sanji dragged me away from everyone, and sat us out in the flower field. We sat down, and I leaned in to him. He was averting his deep grey-blue eyes from me. I cupped his cheek, and I pushed back his bangs, so that I can look into both of his eyes.

"Sanji..." I whimpered. "Tell me..what happened?"
He was silent.
"Sanji please..I want to help. Please?"
"I don't want you getting hurt, Victoria..love."
"I don't care if I get hurt." I cried. "I've been hurt before. I can take it! Please."

Sanji pressed his lips against mine. He was cupping my cheek, and was pushing in for a more intimate course of action: A make out session.

"Sanji.." I moaned as we kissed. "Please tell me."
He pulled away. "Sorry.." he said weakly.
"Don't be." I whispered as I hugged him. "Don't be sorry. Please, just tell me.." then it clicked. "Was it..them? Your siblings?"
He flinched, and held me closer. I felt weak when I felt his tears on me. "Don't do anything, please. If you do..you'll get yourself hurt by them. I know you're strong but..they're different. They've hurt so many people, I don't want you to he one of them."

I closed my eyes, and felt my own tears slip out.

"Sanji...do they care about you?"
He was hesitant for a moment. "No."
I cupped the back of his head, and kissed his temple. "I hate them already. Can't you live with us?"
"They'll find me. And when they do, they'll kill you & Marco..and even Kira-chan." Sanji said quietly.
"Sanji..is your family dangerous?" I asked.
"Very."

I pulled away, and cupped his tear stained face. I kissed his forehead, and leaned our forehead together.

"If thats true..then I still love you. I don't care if they beat me, I'll fight. I will always fight. Even if I lose, I'll fight! Nothing will stop me! Hear me, boy. I won't ever give up on you. I'll stay with you till there's no such thing as true love. Sanji..oh god, you incredible man, I love you."