What's Not To Love

Chapter 28

Sanji rushed out with a tray of fruity drinks. As the door closed behind him, he shouted for the members to gather.
"Drinks are ready!!"
Chopper, Usopp and Luffy were the first ones to make it to him, though they were fighting with each other. Not having time to think, he shoved the drinks in each of their arms, making sure not to spill any. He spotted Franky and Brook near the Mikan tree and went to bring them theirs. The two thanked him but he didn't respond as he quickly moved towards his main destination: Nami and Robin.

The two girls sat on the sunbathing chairs, watching the twins play with their toys while they spoke. As he came closer, both girls smiled mischievously.
"Did you give it to him?" Nami whispered, sitting up.
He shook his head and response and she squealed. He bent down near the twins and gave them each a sippy cup with the fruity drink inside. From the corner of his eye, he could see Nami poking Robin and Robin nodding in return.
"What?" He asked, looking at both girls.
"What exactly did you give him, Cook-san?" Robin asked. "He's a very picky person,"

Sanji looked at the girls for a moment before turning away. He could feel the heat in his cheeks but tried to focus on the twins laughter to rid it away.

"Come on, Sanji," Nami said leaning even closer to him. "We're out of ideas,"

Sanji cleared his throat and stuck his head in his folded arms that rested over his legs. He mumbled something but his words were unheard by the girls.
"Huh?" Nami asked. Using her foot to push Sanji lightly. "What did you say?"

Nami heard him mumble again and frowned. "Huh?" she drawled.

"I said I got him pictures," Sanji whisper shouted at the girls after removing his hands from his folded arms. His face was a dark shade a red and he covered it with his hands a moment later.

The two girls looked at each other before speaking at the same time. "Pictures?"

Zoro took the top off the box slowly and saw a medium sized book inside. His head cocked to the side slightly and he pushed his plate away, replacing it with the book. It wasn't heavy and it didn't look like one of the medical books he kept in his room. He turned it to the back and saw nothing there either.

Turning it back to the front, Zoro opened the book. The first page was blank and the second page had a short paragraph in it. Zoro looked at it closely and read it to himself:

I know that you're pretty picky about gifts but I thought this one would be one of the best you could recieve. I don't know if you remember, but you told me that there was something you really wanted after the twins were born. You probably won't remember, so I'll give you a hint: Memories.

Zoro frowned in confusion and said the last word out loud before turning the page. He froze for a moment and took in the display before him. Sanji had clearly pasted the images on the pages himself. As he turned the pages, he admired each one for a while, letting a smile come on his face. There wer pictures of the crew members joking around, running from him, drinking. He turned to another page and smiled even wider. Pictures of him during the pregnancy and when the kids were fisrt born were there too. Each image had a short description with a timestamp and Zoro grew confused. When did he take these?

On the last filled page, Zoro blushed but smiled happily. His hunger was gone and he felt happy. An image of him and Sanji after the birth was on the page. On the opposite one, the twins were in their crib but in Sanji's room and Zoro was sleeping with Sanji's shirt next to him. He chuckled at the fact that he didn't wake up when these were clearly taken the night before.

Sighing, Zoro flipped through the series of empty pages that followed. On the very last page, Sanji wrote another note to the green haired man.

Let's Continue To Make Great Memories Together

At the very Bottom of the page, Sanji signed it and Zoro couldn't help but gasp a little.

With Great Love To My One And Only

Zoro closed the book and closed his eyes. The blush on his face went ten shades darker and he prayed that no one came through the door.

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A few weeks after the babies were born, Sanji and Zoro stayed awake, basking in the rare silence and peace. They laid under the covers, both staring at the ceiling and slightly touching each others hand. After a few more moments, the silence was broken.

"We should make a photo album,"

Sanji turned over and stared at Zoro as he kept his gaze on the ceiling. He didn't say anything and just let Zoro speak.

"I never had one before. It'd be nice for the kids," Zoro said. He turned over towards Sanji. "We could make our own. With that camera Franky made,"

Sanji hummed as he looked into Zoro's eyes. "I don't know," he rubbed his thumb against the skin on Zoro's hand. "What use is a bunch of pictures,"

At that, Zoro leaned on his arm, towering slightly over Sanji. "Memories," his eyes left the blue ones that stared at him and looked around the room. "Nothing stays the same forever, but memories do," he looked at the crib and thought of his childhood friend. "Memories can be captured only at that moment, "

Sanji didn't say anything and just stared at Zoro in awe. He didn't say anything for a few moments, admiring him. He grabbed the bronze arm and pulled him down into his chest. Neither of the two said anything and just laid in comfort before sleep took them both.

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Patting the cover of the book, he let a smile take over his lips as he leaned on the opposite hand. Someone was trying to rack up their brownie points.