Once again, beta read by lunarshores ^^

Sanji had spent a lot of time surfing the web (especially dating websites) over the recent years. He could spend hours admiring women's profile pictures. They were all so gorgeous that he always lost track of time.

That's how he met her. He'd started chatting with Nami a few weeks ago. He'd been over the moon when she'd first messaged him. After all, not many beautiful ladies decided that they wanted to talk to him, and Sanji didn't want to impose on anyone, either. Nami was amazing and beautiful and intelligent and… He could go on about her forever.

Today was a special day, though. A week ago, when it turned out that Nami didn't live that far away from him, they'd agreed to meet up. They'd only messaged each other before, with a few short Skype calls thrown in. Still, even those had occurred with the cameras off. Nami's voice was soft as silk, though, and today, he'd finally be able to hear it in person.

Sanji grabbed his coat and walked outside, locking the door to his house behind him. He unlocked his car, and got into the driver's seat, giddy with excitement. He was so excited! There were butterflies in his stomach furiously beating their wings, bringing about one wave of nervousness after another. He put the keys in the ignition, started the car, and started driving.

He soon found himself standing in front of the café they'd agreed to meet up in. He checked to see if it was the correct address, before taking a deep breath and walking in. He looked around. He didn't see Nami anywhere- and he most certainly would recognize her if he saw her, despite only ever having seen a few photos of her- she was as beautiful as an angel! He quickly made his way over to a small table with two seats. He settled down and waited. At one point, a waiter came by and asked him if he wanted anything, but he'd brushed the man off by saying that he was waiting for someone.

He kept glancing at his watch nervously. Nami was late. He had to admit, he was a little bit worried. Maybe something had happened to his angel on her way to meet him? No… he couldn't bear the thought of that happening. Lost in his morbid thoughts, he didn't notice that someone sat down across from him until the person cleared their throat. Sanji looked up.

He was met with the sight of the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen in his life. Her orange hair fell in waves down to her waist, and her brown eyes smiled at him merrily. He almost forgot to breathe.

"H-hello," he stuttered. She smiled at him mischievously.

"Hello," she answered, leaning her head on her hand. Sanji found himself unable to tear his eyes away from her. He didn't want to miss a single flicker of the eyelid, a single mysterious smile.

They started talking. At first, the conversation was slightly awkward. He had no idea what to say so as not to insult Nami. Women needed a delicate approach. That was why he opted to listen instead of talk. Nami's voice was as gorgeous as she was. It was soft and kind, and Sanji could listen to it all day.

After over an hour of mostly one-sided conversation, Nami stood up, saying that she had to leave. Sanji followed, giving her a small hug and a kiss on the cheek. She promised to meet up with him again, soon. Sanji collapsed into his chair, letting his eyes follow her as she left the café.

Eventually, a waiter came by, and asked if Sanji wanted the bill. He nodded dreamily, still not tearing his eyes away from the door, through which Nami had disappeared. The waiter came back after about a minute and wordlessly handed Sanji the bill. Sanji reached into his jacket to pull out his wallet.

It wasn't there. His wallet was missing.