Yep, this is my next fanfic. I'm going with something a bit lighter and funnier, but of course it will still have romance. This fic is based off a movie and I think you might figure out which one by the first scene. I forgot the movie's name, but its fairly recent, I think.

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece or any of it's characters, or the movie I based this fic off of, whose name I can't remember, but I am sure it will come to me eventually and then I will tell you what movie it is. And I got a few ideas from You've got mail, too.

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"Move that over there!"

"Hey, you want this here lady?"

"NO! That goes over there!"

The red headed girl put a hand over her forehead. She was starting to get a headache again. The worker only nodded his head, and moved the vase full of red and white roses to the stop she was indicating. She gave out a sigh to try and calm herself down, and then went back to giving out more instructions.

She suddenly felt a pair of arms circle themselves around her waist. A chin was placed on her shoulder and the body behind her, hugged her tight.

"You need to be getting ready." The redhead turned her head to face him before answering the blond man.

"There is still so much to do, though." She said and faced back to the work happening around her.

"You wouldn't have to do this if you hadn't fired the planner." He stated.

"I had TO! That lady didn't know what the hell she was doing!" She grumbled the next part. "Happiness guaranteed my ass…"

The blond only let out a sigh. There really was no point in arguing with his fiancé. He felt pretty bad for the unfortunate wedding planner. No one, and boy did he mean no one, could really make his girlfriend satisfied with their decisions.

"Well you do need to get ready, or else you'll be late to your own wedding." He stated as he let her go. When he turned her around to face him, he got full view of the small frown almost pout that decorated her face.

"But...there is still so much to do!" She said with a hint of a whine. He gave her a small smile and kissed her forehead.

"How about this Nami…I'll stay and make sure everything goes well, okay?"Nami looked up into his eyes and smiled.

"Okay, Sanji…but if anything goes wrong don't hesitate to call me, alright?" Sanji gave her a chaste kiss, and removed the Bluetooth attached to her right ear.

"Don't worry I'm sure everything will go well." He then turned her around again and pushed her to the hotel room. "Now go, a bride should not be seen until the ceremony starts."

Nami took one last glance over her shoulder, before walking to the hotel. "Alright, but don't forget you have to get ready to."

"Sweetheart, I'm the groom, it doesn't take me that long to get ready." She gave a wave goodbye and he smiled.

Sanji then started to direct the workers on what to do. In a way the workers were thankful, if they would have messed up one more time they were sure the redhead was going to explode. Sanji was still pretty bossy and picky, but at least he was calmer.

Yep, everything seemed to go smoothly.

"Hey prissy pants, where do you want this?" Sanji's eyebrow twitched at the name, but he took a deep breath and tried to calm down. He then turned to face the bas- guy that called him.

He saw a man dressed pretty much like a trucker. He had faded jeans on with black boots on his feet. He had a light blue long sleeve shirt on that was halfway buttoned, with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows. He was leaning against the back of a black pickup truck, his hands deep in his pockets. He had a black baseball cap over his messy green hair. The guy was watching the others work with a bored expression on his face.

"So…" He asked again. "Where do you want it?" He then pointed to the bed of the truck. Sanji looked to where he pointed and saw a huge ice sculpture. It was of two swans making a kind of heart shape using their necks.

"That goes on the buffet table…" he turned back to the others. He directed a few more people, but stopped when he heard the engine of a car turn on. His eyes widen when he heard the tires screech.

He quickly turned and saw the black pickup making its way to the buffet table in reverse. He ran after it. Sanji knew that tire tracks would not look good for the ceremony. He stood in the path and raised his hands to signal a stop. He assured Nami that everything would go perfectly, so he was definetly not going to let some redneck trucker ruin that.

He stood his ground but couldn't help blinking when the truck didn't stop right away. He let out a sigh of relief when he heard the brakes squeak and saw the truck stop a few inches away from him.

That was short lived though when he heard the snap of ropes, the creaking of the truck, and the squeak of something tipping over.

The last thing Sanji saw was the large and very heavy ice sculpture crashing down on the closest thing outside of the bed of the truck. At that moment though, it just happened to be him.

Sanji woke up to a bright light shining against his eyelids. He had to blink a few times until he was actually able to keep his eyes open. He stood up and found himself dressed in an all white suit, standing alone in a white bright room, with a pretty big headache.

"What happened? Where am I? And why does my head hurt?"

"Do you want me to answer in that order?" Sanji let out a girlish squeak and quickly turned around. There stood the green haired worker guy. He was wearing the same clothes and was standing the excate same way, except now he wasn't leaning on anything. A smug smirk was currently placed on his face, his eyes filled with amusement.

"What are you doing here?" Sanji was glaring dangerously at him, his aura darkening rather quickly. He was vaguely sure that what ever happened, had been that man's fault.

The man stood up straight and let out a huge yawn, while stretching his arms over his head, completly ignoring the threatening air that surrounded the blond. "My job."

Sanji raised an eyebrow. "Your job?"

"Yep."

Sanji's other brow joined the first. He was going to ask what his job had to do with being in a bright white room, when a sudden realization hit him. "Ahh! The wedding!" Sanji then started to frantically search for a way out, he promised Nami he would be ready on time.

A deep chuckle brought Sanji's attention back to the other man. "Oh, you won't have to worry about that." he said with another chuckle.

Sanji gave the man an annoyed and confused glare. "And why is that?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

"If it was, do you think I would be asking?" Sanji was passed annoyed now.

"Well it should be, but I guess I'll tell you anyways." the smirk was still present on his face. "You missed the wedding."

Sanji eyes widen to the size of saucers, and his mouth hung wide open. 'No...it can't be true...I couldn't have missed...the...the...wedding!'

"Well you did." Sanji was still too shocked by the news he just heard, to even notice the fact that his thoughts were just answered.

"I have to go and see Nami, Right Now!" Sanji resumed his search for an escape.

"Can't."

"AND WHY NOT!" Sanji had it up to HERE, with this redneck brute.

"Cuz...your dead."

And there's the first chapter...or maybe it's more like a prolouge not quite sure yet. Hope it sparks your interest and to those who are reading my other fanfic, don't worry I'm almost done with the next chapter. All types of reviews and critics are accepted. Thank you for your time.