Brothers Till The End [One Piece] [On hold]

Brothers Till The End [One Piece]

Know about this? If you exchange cups, it makes you brothers. When we become pirates, we might not be on the same ship together… But the four of us will always be brothers!

A teenage boy who looked about 18 years old walked into a sea going restaurant called the ‘Baratie.’ The boy had dark navy blue hair that almost looked black at his roots but then the color lightened to a bright blue at the tips of his long hair that traveled a small ways past his shoulders. He also had crimson eyes and had his hair pulled into a small pony tail at the base of his pale neck.

 The restaurant the boy walked into was named the Baratie; this restaurant is in the middle of the east blue. The Baratie was a nice restaurant for just about anyone to eat at. The chefs, all hard workers did their best to make almost every customer happy. And when I say almost that’s what I mean, because some customers get served some food but then they complain and that’s where all hell breaks loose. The assistant chef Sanji, has a certain ‘problem’ well multiple actually. First if you insult Sanji’s cooking you’ll die a painful death dealt by feet. And yes I said feet. Sanji just uses his legs and feet to fight so he’ll never damage his hands and he can continue cooking. His second problem is that he flirts with anything with pretty eyes and big breasts.

“Haru! It’s good to see you, you want the regular?” a cook named Patty asked me.

 Patty was a buff man with a shaven head and an oddly styled beard. He was blunt but had a big heart, and always wanted the customers of the Baratie to be happy. But he did have a knack for kicking people out and not giving them food if they didn’t have the money.

“Yeah, thanks Patty.” I smile at the man before walking past some random people who were waiting in line and sat down at a small empty table.

“Hey! You can’t do that!” a man shouted at me, the man was waiting in line before I got there and looked pissed just because I got to get my food before him.

I stare at the man and give him one of my ‘special looks’. My eyes tear up slightly and a tinge of pink finds its way up to my face. “I’m sorry mister; I didn’t know I cut you in line.” I whimpered lightly, the man looked at my face for a moment then melted like putty into my hands.

“N-no, I’m sorry little girl I didn’t mean to upset you. Just forget I said anything.” When the man turned away from me an annoyed look pasted over my face.

Now it’d be a lie if I said that I never used my looks to get me what I wanted. I mean more times than not I get mistaken for a girl, so though out the years I’ve learned to use my face to my advantage. Even though I do mess with people I do still get ticked at people who actually fall for my act. I may look girly but my voice is relatively deep and doesn’t fit with my body type… Sitting at my table I sent the recently tricked man a glare and grumbled, ‘I’m a god damn boy. Listen to my voice ya deaf piece of shit’ I purse my lips in irritation and look around the Baratie in search of my, Oh so favorite underdone eggplant. ‘And there he is!’ I smile happily to myself when I saw the blond haired boy with a curly eye brow serving food to a couple. I got out of my seat and stealthily walked over to the occupied boy and when I saw he had nothing breakable in his hands I jump onto his back wrapping my legs around his waist and placing my chin on the top of his head. “Hey there love~” I sang hugging Sanji tightly.

Sanji’s eyes suddenly morphed into the shape of hearts and he spun around real quickly nearly causing me to fly off his back. Jumping off of Sanji I walked to his front, “Hello Haru-Chan!!~” Sanji sang as if the heavens gave him the most beautiful woman in the world.

“Well how’s it going handsome?” I ask Sanji giving him a closed eye smile.

*Sanji’s P.O.V.*

Okay I’m sure he would kill me if I said this out loud, but to me Haru was the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. I know this sounds weird because A) he’s a guy and calling a man beautiful is weird to begin with and B) at this very moment Haru was wearing a sea foam green tank top that was covered with dirt and mud and I noticed it was slightly damp, he also wore lose jean shorts that stopped at his knees while straw flip flops accommodated his feet, his unique blue hair was tussled around and pulled into a sloppy pony tail.

 And I just want to let people know, I’m not gay it’s just that Haru looks so much like a girl I react this way when he’s around… Usually I flaunt over every woman I see that isn’t taken by a man, but with Haru I can’t help but act like this twenty-four seven or at least whenever I see him because he’s… just so... ADORABLE!!

I hug Haru to my chest making sure that I don’t knock him completely off his feet. “Sanji! What do you think you’re doing you baby eggplant!” a rough voice shouted at me. I turn and glared at the old man whose called chef Zeff at the Baratie.

“What do you want you crap-gezzer!” I shout at Zeff still holding Haru tightly.

“What I want is for you to get back to work and to stop flirting with Haru!”

A tinged of pink appears on my face as I furrowed my brows and roared back, “I’m not flirting you crap-gezzer!” he just gives me an annoyed look in return.

“Of course you’re not, now get back to work.” I glare at Zeff and let Haru go from my grip and give him an apologetic look. Haru just smiles before hugging me from around my neck and walking back to his seat with a hardly noticeable swing in his hips. I stare at Haru for a moment before shaking my head and heading back into the kitchen to help make Haru’s usual dish that he gets whenever he comes here. A large piece of medium rare steak, mashed potatoes with gravy and corn

*Haru’s P.O.V.*

I sit patiently waiting for my food. ‘I wonder when I’ll finally find him.’ I asked myself thinking of my brother I left almost ten years ago. My thoughts were cut off by Sanji placing my regular course on the table.

“Haru, I hope you enjoy your food.”

“I’m sure I will,” I smile once again, “But Sanji will I be able to stay here for a while? I’m looking for you know who.” Sanji looked at my with a look I wasn’t sure how to describe. It looked both happy and sad but it also had a ting of pity in it.

You see I’ve been in the east blue for many years and I came across the Baratie one day when I was on the verge of death. Patty was gonna kick me out for being broke at the time, but Sanji… I think at the time he was the only one who even cared that I could have died if I was sent out like I was. The food Sanji gave me was leftover chunks of Steak with mashed potatoes and gravy along with some extra corn the Baratie had on them. That’s how all that stuff became my favorite food to eat. For one it saved my life quite literally, and two Sanji gave it to me.

Now for the reason I was in the middle of the east blue was because I wanted to become a pirate… But that’s kinda hard if you don’t have a crew so instead I decided to become a bounty hunter so I could provide for myself, but a hunt went wrong and I got really beaten up and so did my ship. So when Sanji gave me my food I decided to tell him why I was basically in the middle of nowhere with no food or a crew if I was a pirate. That reason is because I’m looking for my brother. He’s 17 now and I left when I was around 10 years old, leaving him on our island, but I want to join his pirate crew whenever he gets one.

But whenever I bring up why I’m still at the Baratie, Sanji always gets that look in his eye.

“Sanji, I’m fine.” I say snapping Sanji out of his little trance. He blinks a couple times before patting my shoulder,

“Eat up.” With that he walked back to the kitchen leaving me to deal with my thoughts of how I’ll ever find my brother