Not the owner, not making money, not looking for a suit.
Sanji was leaning over the bow, a cigarette dangling from his lips. The thought of voluntarily quitting for good seemed, to him, terribly absurd (much to the disappointment of Chopper, who, he was pretty sure, had just gone over the side of the ship). The feeling of the smoke filling his lungs felt almost nostalgic, even if it did cause him to go into a small fit of coughing.
The little island had already long ago disappeared from sight. All around them once more was ocean, and they were speeding towards their next destination in the Grand Line.
"It's been a long time hasn't it?"
He turned his head. Nami was leaning next to him, looking where he had been just a moment before.
She turned to make eye contact. "Since we've been here."
"Yeah," he said nonchalantly, removing the cigarette. "Too long."
"That's right," she said with a firm nod. "Time is money, as they say. I hope the next island has a ton of treasure!"
He could see the berry signs in her eyes. "Yeah," he said, looking back on the ocean. It was just like the island all over again, except with less sand.
"Oh, that reminds me," Nami said suddenly.
He turned to her once more. "Reminds you?"
"Yes." She leaned over, kissing him softly on the cheek. "Thank you, Sanji." With that, she turned on her heel and walked away.
There was a pause, and then she heard a thunk behind her--it sounded distinctly like a body hitting the deck of the ship.
Chopper gasped. "Doctor! Doctor! Somebody get a doctor!" he cried, running around frantically before Usopp could convince him he was a doctor.
It took two paper fans, three bottles of smelling salts, and four hours before Sanji was conscious again. The whole time he was out, though, he had a huge grin on his face.
Final notes: Oh em gee! It's done! And in record time, too. I haven't written this much in such a short amount of time since NaNoWriMo last year (I miss NaNo; is it November yet?). 10,000 words in 48 hours? Am I a machine?
Anyway, a couple of things. First, I don't have a beta reader (sigh, I know, I know), so I usually miss typos the first and second times around. Don't worry, I will find them eventually and fix them (I've already caught quite a few, shh).
Second and most importantly, thank you so much to those of you have left reviews. I swear, I squee'd out loud every time one showed up in my mailbox, I am that much of a dork.
Also, thank you to any potential future reviews. Not even for any nice things you might say or any constructive hints you might have to offer, but simply for reading my drivel (sometimes even my eyes glaze over). I don't write fanfic all that often (as you can see from my lack of library here), and this is actually my first real One Piece fic, even though I've been following the fandom off and on for... well, quite a bit longer than a year now. The characters are what make this series, so writing them true to Oda's vision is very intimidating. Still, I couldn't turn down the challenge offered by 30 kisses.
Now all that's left is to finish cleaning it up and post it at eljay-land too.
Speaking of cleaning up, I have put off my morning shower for hours to finish this and now I'm starting to smell like Marimo. Gross!
Thank you again ♥