Adore Me

Good Point

A/N: This part was so funny to write. I was in tears laughing. You'll see why.

Sanji stood being an inch away from Mihawk's face. There entrancing eyes glaring into each other before Sanji spoke.

"Why would I tarnish my job just to be with your son. Yes your son is attractive, but I wouldn't stoop this low to date your son. While my life work to get that little bit more of money to get my cafe."

Sanji sat down and chuckled softly as Mihawk's eyes buried into his being.

"Zoro has come over to my house recently to get some extra money to buy this new video game he wanted. As a responsible adult he's going out to get money instead of asking you for it." Sanji stated.

Mihawk sat down processing everything. He sighed as Sanji was right. Then figured that the pictures that girl gave him earlier must of been frauds. Getting him get this uneasy feeling towards Sanji. When he was a good man in the first place. He looked to Zoro cocking a brow.

"Is this true?" He asked.

Zoro nodded, "We're just friends pops."

Mihawk sighed, "Well it does get you out of the house instead of keeping yourself locked in your room. I apologize for this mishap."

"It's quite alright, I understand you are just looking out for your son. And being the troublesome brute that he is. I understand."

Zoro grumbled, "I am not."

They both glanced to him before back to each other.

"This was brought to my attention by these pictures."

Sanji furrowed as Mihawk pulled the pictures out of his coat pocket. He handed them to Sanji who flicked through them.

"But I can see they are frauds." Mihawk said.

Sanji hummed looking through the photo's before he chuckled.

"These are fake. I would never touch your son like this. Or that." Sanji said furrowing and turning the photo.

Mihawk hummed.

"Mind if I keep these? I'd like to ask the photography teacher about these."

"I have no use for them. So please go on ahead."

Sanji put them in his pocket.

Dinner was over and Sanji said his goodbyes. Mihawk and Sanji shook hands once more.

"If you need anything don't be afraid to ask." Mihawk said.

Sanji smiled, "As to you."

Then Sanji headed home. Where he pulled off his coat and pulled out the pictures. Setting them down on the coffee table he pulled out his phone. He scrolled through his contacts before stopping and pressing it to his ear.

He grumbled to his phone going off. Singing a soft tune having the long nosed man crack and eye open. He reached over to his phone and picked it up. Usopp groaned seeing Sanji's caller ID on his phone.

"Who is it?"

"Shush its Sanji. If he finds out your over he'll kill me."

Usopp answered, "Oh hey Sanji what's going on?"

"Usopp I'm coming over." Sanji said.

"Your what?!"

Sanji started his car, "Is that a problem?"

"What if I'm busy? You ever thought of that?"

"You and me both know you're not busy. Unless you're hiding something from me."

"I would never-"

"Then I'm coming over."

"Why?!"

"I can't discuss this on the phone. So I'll be there in ten."

Sanji hung up as Usopp turned to Nami.

"You gotta go." Usopp said, "Sanji's coming over."

"He's what?!"

Sanji pulled up into Usopp's complex and parked. He got out of his car and headed up to Usopp's apartment. He knocked on the door earning Usopp to thrown himself in between Sanji and the door.

"Sanji! Buddy ol pal what's going down?" Usopp grinned.

Sanji cocked his visible brow, "What's got you frazzled?"

"No-nothing."

He glanced back inside before letting Sanji come in. Sanji sat at the couch while his corgi jumped up on his lap. Sanji furrowed turning to Usopp.

"Why does it smell like sex in here?" Sanji asked.

Usopp swallowed thickly, "Oh um. It's probably my new cologne."

"No, that's definitely sex. Who did you sleep with?"

"Why are you here Sanji?"

"Right."

Sanji rummaged in his pocket for the pictures. Usopp glanced behind him as Nami stepped out. She held her backpack sneaking behind Sanji.

"Damn it I must've left them in the car."

Usopp held his shoulders preventing him from turning around.

"Oh well just tell me what it is anyway."

Nami ducked behind the couch.

"I came over to show you something." Sanji said, "I'll go get it real quick."

Nami crawled away into the hallway as Sanji got up. He stopped as he felt his pockets. As Nami was crawling behind the couch. Sanji pulled the photo's out from his back pocket while Usopp swallowed thickly. He grinned turning to Usopp. Then sat down beside him. Sanji furrowed noticing the glossy texture on Usopp's lips and down his body.

"Is that the new lip gloss from The Merry Collection?" Sanji asked.

Usopp squinted to that, "Why do you know that?"

"Good point. But here. Can you tell me who took these photo's?"

Nami poked her head over the couch and gasped to the photo's. Sanji turned to her with wide eyes.

"You're sleeping with Zoro?" She gasped.

"You're sleeping with Nami?!" Sanji barked.

It took two to three hours for Sanji to calm down. Before he grew exhausted and slumped to the couch.

"Why him? Why?" Sanji whined.

"That's my personal reason." Nami said.

"Just tell me who took the pictures."

Usopp flipped through them.

"It's an older camera. I'll have to get back to you on this. Can I keep the photo's to do some research. I promise I won't give them out to anyone."

"Sure whatever."

He sighed, "How long has this been going on?"

"Since high school." Usopp whispered.

"I'm giving you ten seconds to run."

"You're seeing a student!!"

"Nine."

"Sanji don't do this."

"Seven."

"That's not even fair!"

"Three."

"You love him don't you Sanji." Nami purred.

It was quiet as Sanji stared up at the ceiling. He glanced to Usopp hiding in Nami's chest. Panic in his eyes while Nami pet through his hair.

"One." Sanji said.

Usopp screamed darting off as Sanji and Nami chuckled. He sighed getting up and turning to her.

"Yeah, I do."