Several months passed with both Sanjiko and Sanji busy with work at the restaurant. Sanji had officially taken over The Baratie from Zeff two months after he returned. That two months had been hell for Sanji. After the first week they had to themselves, Sanji immediately started to prepare to take over. Daily meetings with lawyers, trainings with Zeff before and after restaurant hours, Sanjiko hardly had any time with Sanji. Sanji would return home after she and little creamy had been tucked into bed, already deep in slumber. He literally spent more time at the restaurant than back home. Sanjiko never complain but always left him messages that she was missing him. She would leave him little notes littered around the house for him to find when he comes home.
Every night, after Sanji returned home, the first thing he would do would be to check on his girls. He was still worried about the nightmares Sanjiko still gets on occasions. He would walk into the bedroom, quietly, leave her a kiss on her forehead before going back out to work on more paperwork. He was just glad that tonight was a peaceful night for Sanjiko and their Labrador was tucked under her arms accompanying her. After Sanji took over the restaurant, Zeff had retired and left on a holiday around Europe.
Sanjiko had helped whenever she could to assist Sanji. She’s been working the same hours as he did to just spend more time with him. However with the impending big day coming up, she’s been busy with the preparations and taking a lot more time off work. With just one more week to the day she says I do, she was still working on her menu for her guests. She started to panic, worrying about every little single detail. Although all that was left would be the food they would be serving back the restaurant. Sanji told her not to worry, that he would handle the food but she had insisted that she’ll help.
They decided that their wedding would be a simple affair for family and close friends. It would be held at the church before they returned back to the restaurant for the after party. Her dress took a lot of effect to find though. She wasn’t really tall, so she needed to search high and low for one that would fit. Finally after weeks for searching, she found a simple white dress, since she didn’t want the traditional wedding gown. The dress was a form fitting, tube dress with simmers. It was simple and how she liked it.
Sanji had told her not to worry too much about everything, she tried to listen but the words didn’t sink in. “Babe, what do you think about this for the cake?” She threw a peach at him. Now they were both in their kitchen discussing about their cake, on the rare off day Sanji had. She had ran out of ideas and just randomly grabbed a fruit to start a discussion. The peach was a surprise though.