Sanji never used to believe in a god.
Warnings: More than a bit of het.
Notes: Ah, I just like picking on Sanji.
See This Mortal Coil
The first time Sanji met his Angel, she'd smiled. She was a strangely fickle vision of beauty whose glorious smile made his heart jump.
The first time Sanji met his Demon, he'd growled. He was a raw and brutish parody of a human who never failed to set his blood boiling in one way or another.
Sanji hasn't met God yet, but when he does he knows He will laugh. Because Sanji has seen his Angel and his Demon wrapped tightly together with no space in between for a mere mortal.