One Piece (Love Story) [Part Two]

Chapter Three Hundred and Sixteen

-Chapter Three Hundred and Sixteen-

"Skylar, my love! How I—" Sanji froze at the sight of the woman, an abnormal amount of blood gushing from his nose as his hands flew up in a desperate attempt to hold it back. Indeed, Skylar had grown into quite a young woman with curves to match her now-matured body. Her long hair now reached passed her waist as it fluttered behind her in a beautiful mess of waves and curls that perfectly framed her pretty face. One of her arms was raised, widely waving at the two men she continued to call out to as the other rested atop her swords which were still faithfully attached to her hip. Though...one of the most noticeable changes about her was that of her clothing style.

Instead of the once baggy and frankly plain clothing she used to wear back then, she now adorned a rather fancier look. Her white dress shirt had its first and bottom two buttons undone, showing off the pale skin of her stomach and plump bosom which practically drove the blond wild upon seeing. Black jeans clung to her wide hips and thighs before puffing out near the bottom and nearly swallowing her black, heeled boots which helped to pull the look together. Strapped to her right thigh for easy access were quality-made throwing knives of a decent length and width. It was clear to see that from her clothing to her general appearance, she was no longer that small teenager who they had known two years prior but was now a fully grown and mature woman.

Zoro sheathed his swords upon seeing her, his lips tugging back into a wide smile as he spread open his arms the moment he saw that she was running towards him.

"Zoro!" she excitedly squealed, happily flinging herself at him as she tightly wrapped her legs around his torso—her hands instantly grabbing hold of his face as she eagerly smashed lips against his own in a long-awaited and passionate kiss. A kiss they both had been craving for the last two years. Finally getting his bleeding nose under control, Sanji eagerly opened his mouth in preparation to gush over the young woman some more. However, he halted the moment he turned and saw the two lovebirds wrapped up in a loving kiss as Zoro's arms helped to keep the brunette up so that she was slightly taller than him. For a second, he was tempted to snap at the swordsman—tempted to express his anger and jealousy the only way he knew how before stopping as the two pulled away.

He watched as their eyes closed as they happily laughed and pressed their foreheads together. Zoro spun them around as Skylar sweetly rubbed the tip of their noses together—blissful smiles on their faces as they seemingly basked in one another's arms. It was painfully obvious to see just how much they loved one another and how hard they had missed each other these last two years as they shared a few more kisses. Nothing more than quick pecks that had their smiles growing as they both joyfully laughed.

Sanji clicked his mouth shut at the sight, choosing to turn his head the other way instead—quietly grumbling to himself as he sulkily smoked his cigarette. Although he didn't like the swordsman holding the brunette so closely, he couldn't find it in himself to rip the two away from one another. Especially not after seeing that joyful expression on Skylar's face. Heaven only knows the sort of pain she and the swordsman must have gone through these last two years during their impromptu separation. This reunion was something they both desperately needed and he could understand that...

Who was he to go and take a woman's happiness away from her?

Zoro felt his heart start to pound away within his chest as he stared up at the brunette in his arms. Memorized by how much she had grown these last two years, he admired the small amount of muscle she had built up as his fingers gripped at her clothed thighs. Although she was still rather small compared to him, he could easily see a difference between how she looked now compared to two years ago. Eagerly, his good eye drank in the sight of her—curiously eyeing the throwing knives attached to her thigh as his finger mindlessly poked at the strap. It was nice to be able to hold her again—to finally be able to smell that lovely scent of hers and hear her sweet voice and adorable laugh after being deprived of such things these last two years...