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

chapter 1

_____, when we become pirates I want to be in your crew.

What’d you be?

Not sure, but we’ll find out when we get there.

I’ve been at the Baratie for 6 days so far and that small chunk of hope I had to find my brother has slowly diminished to powdered sugar. While I’ve staying here at the Baratie I’ve helped in the kitchen and served lots of different people. And at the moment I’m standing in the kitchen waiting for an order to come.

“Here you go Haru! Sorry to keep you waiting.” One of the chefs said handing me two large trays filled with a bountiful amount of food on each.

“It’s okay, just a little wait it wasn’t gonna harm anyone.”

“Right.”

I walk out of the kitchen and deliver the trays to the people who ordered their food, then started to head back to the kitchen when I hear a loud crash from above. I walked over to Sanji, who just humiliated one of the customers and asked,

“Did you hear that loud noise just now Sanji?” Sanji turned to look at me with one of his dark eyes and shook his head no. “Really? I was sure I heard something, guess it’s just my imagination.”

“I don’t know Haru; maybe you just have supersonic hearing or something like that.” Sanji joked

I shook my head flicking my hair over my right eye only to have it fall in the middle of my face once again. Sanji looks at me for a moment before sweeping my long bangs across my forehead and behind my right ear. Sanji gives me a smile and says happily, “You know Haru you look cute when you blush.”

My hands instantly flew up to my face and I felt intense heat radiating off it. ‘Why am I blushing?’ I asked myself, ‘Sanji’s always done that and I never blushed before, well I don’t think I have anyway.’

“Waiter!!!” a man with pink hair and a scar on his right cheek shouted cutting me loose from my thoughts.

Sanji looked at the man then back to me and grabbed my hand dragging me with him towards the pink haired man. The man Sanji humiliated just a few minutes ago.

“I told you I’m not a waiter.” Sanji told the man before looking at the man’s date and smiling cheekily, “what a lovely lady. How ‘bout it miss? Care to sample my private stock? It’s REAL wine.” The lady chuckles while placing one of her small hands to her cheek.

“Oh…” she muttered, I just stood there glaring off into space. It wasn’t like I was jealous of the woman for catching Sanji’s attention, nope not jealous at all.

“Hey!!” the man butted into Sanji’s conversation with the woman, “What kind of third-rate dive serves soup with bugs?”

“Bugs?” me and Sanji ask quietly to ourselves

“What’s this fly doing in my soup!?!” the man shouts once again.

“Er… Forgive me, Sir…” Sanji started, “It’s hard to tell… but it appears to be the back-stroke.” My hand flew up to my mouth as I tried to keep my laughter inside, but I see the man start to sweat then out of nowhere the man’s fist flew and broke the table he was sitting at in two.

“EEEEK!” his date cried flying backwards to avoid the now demolished table.

“You have no idea who you’re toying with.” The man said darkly. I look at Sanji to see a dark and irritated look pass upon his face.

“If you just removed the bug… you could’ve EATEN that soup, you know.”

“What?!” the man cried appalled, “I’m a customer!!! How dare you take that attitude?! You’re a lowly cook!!!”