As children, everyone grew up with totally different ideals. As a child, Sanji didn't dream of becoming a chef, in fact he wasn't even capable; no matter how much he tried to make delicious dishes for his mother, they never looked good; yet, she ate them anyway. They may not have tasted good but they were prepared with love and sweetness. Shortly before reaching adulthood Sanji learned to cook, perhaps he wasn't yet at the ideal age to become a chef but he was aware that he was really good at the trade.
Even though it was too late, his mother could no longer taste his dishes.
So all his sacrifices, the constant scalds and burns in front of the stove had been useless, why had he spent most of his life cooking if in the end he had gotten nothing out of it? What he wanted more than anything was to receive a loving smile from his mother and hear those two words once again, "this is delicious."
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When the sky is no longer blue...
Fanfiction"If you continue to be with me the sky will never be blue." Sanji smiled at his beloved's words, "it doesn't matter, I'm fine with living under the storm." Book cover: artist @xxntk_zs - No canon, no threesome - Long chapters - boyxboy - adult scen...
