21:: Roaring Fire. The Princess's Savior(s) and The Return of Luffy's Art

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(AN: this is sersioudly the first time ive written an honest to goodness fight scene. Okay these few times but this is different. I have the scenes in my head, but its getting really hard for me to get it down. Please no H8 and this may be short. Idk cuz im writing this before I started writing the chapter….)

<Sanji>

“Anti-Manner Kick Course!” I yelled, kicking Clanford right in the jaw and sending him flying upwards. He spiraled into the air with a trail of blood, only to flip around, kitchen knives in hands. The spun in his hands, turning into a silvery blur before he threw them at me. I barely dodged the flying blades. In the process, Clanford landed gracefully on his hands and used them as a springboard to flip him back into the air and into hid feet. Knives flashed and he was at my throat.

“Can’t do anything when you’re up against a wall, huh cook?” Clanford grinned.

“You’re an idiot, you know that right?” I spat the cigarette into his eye. He yelped and flinched. Perfect opening.

“Collier!”  I sent a kick at him right in the neck. He flung back and went through the counter, sending wood and marble flying. I put my foot down on his chest, his heartbeat racing underneath my foot.

“I don’t like how you treat these ladies, and now I’ll kick some manners into you.”

His dark eyes widen, dissipation forming along his hairline, mingling with his head wound.

Then he smiled. “I don’t think so. I treat the ladies very nicely. It’s you who doesn’t know when to quit.”

“What?” I arched my eyebrow.

“Take a look at your crew. You flatter the women, make them feel special with all that special treatment like their goddesses and all, but really they’re taking you for granted. You’re a slave to them, Sanji.”

I gaped then shook my head. “No, I’m a slave to love.”

He sighed, “Sanji, Sanji, Sanji. I feel so bad for you. You throw everything you got to be with those ladies, who you don’t even have a chance with any of them!”

“What are you talking about? Nami-san, Robin-chan, and Rhythm-dono will fall beautiful head over heels for me one day! And I will be there to catch them.” I sighed.

“You’re eyes are hearts. I can see why they wouldn’t want you. You’re blinded by your own passion, and unable to see those little things in life besides woman. As a cook, you have duties. What is your dream, Sanji?”

“To find the All Blue,” I took my foot off of him.

“Then go get your dream! Chase that instead of women! Now what will be your first step to accomplish your goal?” Clanford sat up and crossed his legs.

“To travel the Grand Line with my crew to find it. And when I do, I’ll go back to the Baratie and prove to everyone its real.” I sat down too.

“And now tell me, what part do women play in this besides helping you pass down your lineage?”

“They’re angels of-“

“Don’t start with that,” Clanford cut him off, “Now I’m going to tell you a story about a guy who was in a situation like yours.”

(AN: I think I just made the OP Dr. Phil . . .)

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&Usopp&

The clone guy sent clone after clone at us. I knocked them down with different Boshi combos, but more replaced them. Chopper was knocking them down with Horn Point and Heavy Point, using Brain Point for quick getaways. They wouldn’t stop.

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