sanji x oc

part 2

(I do not own One piece)
(sanji's pov)
I stared at the floor in shock. The girl had doved in to protect something on the floor before my kick could make contact. When she stood back up, there lay a shocked puppy, his ribcage showing from starvation, half eaten fried rice lay on the floor. 
Oh gawd, sanji, what were you thinking.
"I'm so sorry, I just thought you were wasting food and didn't see clearly" I winced at how pathetic that sounded.
"It's ok, thanks for the food, I am Akirei." 
"I'm Sanji, I'm really sorry" I shook her hand.
By now, her hood had fallen off and I took time to observe her face. 
Beautiful.
She was beautiful.
I waited for my eyes to turn into hearts and do my spaghetti mellorine dance, but i never did. I was pretty sure I was gaping at her face because she was waving her hands in front of my trance-like stance.  
"Er, sorry I didnt mean to stare or anything," I mumbled a little bit embarrassed. 
"It's fine," she gave a quiet laugh "you're really weird" With that, she left the baratie, a note fluttering on the empty plate of rice.

Thanks for the food, sanji.