One Piece (Love Story) [Part Two]

Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety One [Rewritten]

-Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety-One-

Time passed relatively quickly and all too soon it was time for dinner to be served.

I softly smiled as I sat there, drinking in the sight of just how loud and rowdy everyone was as they desperately attempted to defend their food from being stolen by our starry-eyed captain whose arms stretched every which way. Cheerfully, I laughed as I gently nudged the swordsman beside me—my smile growing when he nudged me right back before we rubbed our noses together as we practically shared a plate. Neither of us was fazed by the chaos around us as we enjoyed one another's company. I eventually found my gaze drifting towards Nami and Luffy as the ginger loudly scolded our captain for his brash attempts at stealing from her and everyone else's plates. However, it seems that her shouting only fell on deaf ears as she was simply ignored by the rubber man who continued what he was doing, amusing both Robin and me greatly.

-Later-

"Oh, wow! Look at that one, Robin, Skylar—isn't it cute?" Nami excitedly asked as she held up the magazine she had been flipping through, eagerly pointing at the outfit that had caught her eye.

"It is" Robin nodded. "I think anything on this page would look beautiful on you, Nami" she complimented.

"Yeah," I smiled, "but then again, you look good in just about everything."

"I was thinking the same thing for you two" Nami nodded as we shared a laugh before continuing to flip the magazines scattered around us—occasionally sharing opinions on the outfits inside. None of us all that bothered by the vast difference in our sense of fashion as compliments and laughter were shared either way. "So, Skylar," the ginger suddenly began as she flipped through her magazine, "is Zoro still training?" she curiously asked, causing me to look up from the magazine on my lap.

"Yeah, last I checked he was" I nodded as I idly flipped to the next page, briefly glancing over the selection of clothes that were being modeled. They were nice, but I was already flipping to the next page upon realizing that none of them really caught my interest. I wasn't really big into fashion like the two beside me, but it was nice to indulge in their interests with them from time to time—it made for a nice bonding experience I found even if I couldn't care less for what was currently considered "in." There was a reason why Nami ended up nine times out of ten picking my outfits most days.

"Wouldn't you rather be up there watching him?" Robin teasingly asked, taking notice of the bored look that would occasionally settle on my face between the moments of silence we'd share as we'd flip through the magazines in our hands. I blushed at the question as I scratched my cheek, quick to avoid eye contact with the now two giggling women.

"I-it's not that I don't like watching him train...but sometimes it's nice to hang out with you two..." I shyly mumbled. "I've never really had any female friends growing up...so it's nice to finally get to experience some girl time as most people would call it" I softly smiled as I peered back down at the magazine in my lap and fiddled with the corner of the page.

"Aw! How sweet of you!" Nami cooed, causing me to chuckle as my blush only seemed to worsen.

-Later-

By the time the sun was beginning to set, the sound of a violin being played was suddenly heard up on deck. It was a soothing and pleasant sound, one that echoed all throughout the ship and ceased all chatter between the two women and me as we silently sat there and listened for a moment before slowly making our way up on deck.

"Look at that, finally got some wind" Franky noted as the wind started to pick up.

"Oh, hello" Brook greeted once he finally noticed that his music had drawn everyone out onto the deck of the ship.