Anime: One Piece (pre timeskip~)
Crush: Sanji
Name: Samantha Diane Barbra (Sammy for short)
Age: 18
Looks: Brown hair, medium length, blue eyes, slightly shorter than Luffy
Personality: When meeting new people tends to stutter and blush, also is very quiet. As you get to know her, you find she is slightly perverted, bubbly, clumsy, and ABSOULUTLY ADDICTED to adorable things. Loves orange groves and hanging upside down from the branches.
History: Raised by her father who beat her, house burned down killing brother and mother because of a dropped candle. Wears something to cover ugly scars on arms. (Jacket/sweatshirt and jeans)
Suprise me with the content! (Although I haven't met the Straw Hats yet, but I will NOT like Zoro... scary guy...)
Leaning towards a happy ending
"Hey Luffy! What do you want to eat so I can tell Sanji!" Samantha called out to her captain. She couldn't find him anywhere, but knew that at the mention of food, he would come. And just like that, she heard the sound of feet running.
"Sammy, I want MEAT!!!" Like a bloodthirsty hound, Luffy shifted his head from side-to-side looking for his precious meat.
Samantha chuckled while walking into the kitchen, "Okay Luffy. I'll have Sanji get right to it."
"YES MEAT!!" I laughed as I went inside the kitchen.
"Ah! Sammy-chan!!! Would you like to go on a date with me today?!!!"
"I didn't come here for that. Make some food for Luffy."
"That captain already had meat....but if you asked then of course! Now how about that date? You're so beautiful Sammy!" Sanji had hearts in his eyes as Sammy just laughed it off.
"I will once you stop flirting with other girls, how about that? Bye Sanji!" the girl left Sanji there, looking rather thoughtful.
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Of the next couple of days, things were quite unusual. Now, Luffy was still eating meat and Zoro was sleeping on the ship, but Sanji was a whole other problem. He stopped acting so...Sanji. Sammy was confused about this. She first noticed when Nami AND Robin came into the kitchen. Sanji did nothing to swoon over them, just handed them what they needed.
Then Sammy walked in, wearing a buttoned shirt, but the buttons were unopened in her chest area. Not once did Sanji swoon or have a nose bleed!
Now it was a couple of days after that and Sammy was about to explode; not having her flirty friend was unnerving.
"SANJI!" she yelled, slamming the kitchen door to get his attention; he merely glanced at her.
"Yes Sammy?"
""Are you sick? Is something wrong with you? Do you need to go to a doctor?!"
"No, I'm perfectly fine. Why?"
"Why? WHY!! Are you serious?! Sanji for the past week, you have not once flirted! I find something wrong in that itself!" Sanji put his knife down.
"But Sammy-chan, you told me to stop flirting."
"What? When did I ever tell-" her mind backtracked to that day.
"-Once you stop flirting with other girls, how about that? Bye Sanji!"
Sammy stopped, and stared at Sanji apologetically, "Sanji....I didn't mean it. You didn't have to give up flirting because I said it. This non-flirting Sanji isn't you. Go back to your regular self."
He mumbled something incoherently.
"What?"
"Nevermind!" Sanji roughly grabbed Sammy, forcing her back to hit the wall. She gasped, letting Sanji attack her mouth with his. She moaned into the kiss, wrapping her arms around Sanji, pulling him closer. Knowing this, Sanji held Sammy by the waist, now kissing her neck.
"Sanji!" Sammy and Sanji both pulled apart as Nami came into the room, a glare upon her face.
"Look, I don't care if you two are dating or whatever, but Sanji has to make food at the right time! NOW GET TO IT!"
"Y-Yes Nami." the two cowered as Nami left the room. The two dusted themselves off, but again Sanji held Sammy close.
"So....how about a data, Sammy-chan?"
".....Sure."
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