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Try It, You'll Like It	By : xforthedeaf Category: +M to R > One Piece Views: 1770 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: One Piece belongs to Eiichiro Oda (not me) and I don't profit at all from writing things with his characters.

Chapter List
- 1-Try It, You'll Like It
- 2-Chapter Two
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The cyborg had been left in the galley with a confused expression, not sure exactly how the blonde had figured out his birthday. He'd never told him--or, in fact, anyone on the ship. Being the oldest (though he supposed it was second oldest, now that Brook had joined them) and not having a penchant for sweets had kept him quiet, and no one else had ever brought it up. So where had the chef gotten that bit of information? Had he asked someone in Water 7? Who? He couldn�t see the smoking pirate sauntering up to any member of the Franky Family, and something told him that he hadn't found the time to ask Iceburg, and even if he had, the mayor probably wouldn't have remembered the date. Who, then, would know and be willing to--
Kokoro.
Well, with that mystery solved, another problem had arisen: when was Sanji's birthday, and what kind of gift would he like?
"Hey, Girlie!"
Shoulders lightly brushed with orange hair tensed immediately at the name, their owner's aura darkening as she turned toward the offensive name and prepared to object. She paused, however, at the unusually thoughtful look on Franky's face. "What is it?"
"D'you know when, uh..that curly cook's birthday is?"
Nami raised a curious brow, "Sanji's birthday? It was like a week ago." The shipwright's eyes went wide in disbelief. "A..A week ago?! But.."
"Yeah, he doesn't celebrate it. I don't think the rest of the crew knows, either. Maybe Robin--probably Robin."
"Oh.."
The female pirate smiled knowingly, "Why did you ask?" A cleared throat was the immediate answer, followed by, "Wanted to thank him, is all, for that cake.."
"I see. Well..you know you owe me now, right?" After waiting for the usually exasperated response and receiving only a full minute of silence she reopened her eyes, which had closed in a smug expression, to find that she was alone again. "Hey!"
What did Sanji like?
He liked fresh ingredients for his meals, and sharp knives to slice them with. He liked suits and ties. He liked cigarettes.
But all of those possible gifts seemed too materialistic. They wouldn't last. Kitchen paraphernalia would have the most longevity of the bunch, but if utensils were anything like the tools he himself used for carpentry (and he suspected they were), then the blonde would certainly be keeping his own in top condition. Not to mention a high-class craftsman, whether of wood or food, was always accustomed to the equipment he owned; new stuff took time for the user to get the feel of it, and changing things up could be annoying.
Thinking up a good present was harder than it looked. He could ask for help from somebody, but that just seemed like it would cheapen the whole thing. So instead, the cyan-haired shipwright had been spending the last few hours "working" on deck, discreetly trying to sneak peeks at the crewmember he honestly saw the least. While he'd been there he'd decided on only one thing: another item could be added to the list he'd mentally made of what Sanji liked. Sanji liked women. In three hours between breakfast and lunch, the blonde chef had strolled out of the kitchen no less than eleven times to cater to the two females of the ship, serving drinks and small fresh snacks and refilling the drinks he'd served.
Of course, the svelte pirate had walked up to him as well, once, to hand him an ice cold bottle of cola. Unfortunately he hadn't been able to gauge whether or not that meant anything (what would it mean?). Because the carpenter didn't usually spend his time in the chef's radar range he was never really visited, but at the same time, he definitely hadn't seen the blonde going up to any other male on deck to deliver refreshments. Even Chopper, whom he knew the young cook got along with quite well, would just get a wave or call when the snacks that hadn't been given to "the ladies" were put out for public consumption. So it must have meant something. The shipwright paused, hammer mid-swing. Since when have I even wanted it to mean something?
By lunch he still hadn't decided on what gift would be the best. The meal passed relatively quietly (for the Strawhats), and by the time it ended the cyborg had made the decision to confront the chef head-on and ask what he could get him as a repayment. Just as the carpenter was opening his mouth to volunteer for dish duty, however..Nami sharply assigned the task to Usopp, apparently as punishment for some earlier offense.
But luck was on his side that day. The dishes on which they'd been served were obviously not vital to their survival, because instead of standing by the sink and watching the sniper's hands like a hawk the blonde gave the kitchen one last wipe down and followed the rest of the crew onto the deck.
A nervous Franky had steeled himself for an incredulous look and snide answer before starting the long walk to the other side of the Sunny, where his fellow Pisces was striking a match for an after-lunch smoke. And striking it. And striking it. Until he let out a quiet curse and flicked it over the railing, digging into the small book for a different one.
The shipwright stopped. His nakama's visible eye darted over.
"Something wrong?"
"..Nah. Nothing at all!"
And with that, the half-metal man let out a laugh, turned a hundred and eighty degrees, and walked below deck, leaving a puzzled cook behind him.
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